Chapter 26: Summer's End

Heat had been in no short supply as Hermione did her best to keep cool in the large manor. Tempers had flared a time or two, not just between Ron, Harry, and herself but in the circle of adults as well. Summer was at it's end and both Snape and Hermione knew their time together was growing short. Despite being 18 years old via the time-turner, the bushy haired witch was still a student of Hogwarts and he was still her professor. They had spent much of the summer getting to know each other on an intimate level though he still had not taken her to bed. It was a refreshing aspect of their budding relationship, a moment in time where nothing of the outside would could touch them and they would be free to think and feel as they wished. As time grew closer to when they would have to again put up pretenses, Hermione became more adamant about them consummating their new found relationship. She made valid points about them simply being in the eye of the hurricane that was brewing in the wizarding world and wanting to make that peace mean something should they both not make it out of this alive.

Snape agreed but said when the time was right he would let her know. Hermione had been less than thrilled about yet another delay but she respected his wished siting that he knew best in this given situation. Snape smiled at her reluctant compliance and promised to make it worth her while. They kept their relationship secret from all except Lupin and Sirius Black who knew ahead of time and stayed quiet.

The last thing they needed was for Harry to get all high and mighty and possibly get himself killed. Snape continued to provide valuable information to the Order of Phoenix and less valuable information to the newly restored dark lord. Though the demand for Snape on Voldemort's part had been lessened due to his need to be at Hogwarts.

The bushy haired witch found herself sitting on the stairs awaiting the arrival of said wizard. Unsurprising to her, he had come in late a habitual thing in his case, he seemed to prefer when all the other Order members had gone to bed. This time, much to the bushy haired witch's relief, he had been unharmed. The ebony clad Potions Master made his way into his private bedroom and she followed careful not to arouse suspicion as she entered. Snape didn't seem to mind the company as he began unbuttoning his trademark frock coat. Taking the initiative, Hermione began to ward and lock the door behind her. Snape lazily tossed a few ward of his own to ensure their privacy and cast a silencing charm. When he was down to nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, which unsurprisingly had been black, he climbed into bed next to the waiting witch.

"Did you miss me?" she asked trying to strike up conversation.

"Of course." he said taking one of her hands and kissing it softly.

"I've missed you." she said resting her bushy head against his chest.

"I can see that." he replied trailing soft kisses up her arm. "Have you given any further thought to what we've discussed?"

Hermione sighed.

"Yes." she said. "And I think it's acceptable...I wouldn't want our first time to be here either."

Snape smirked as he continued to kiss her softly.

"When can we go?" she asked. "To your place I mean?"

Snape continued to smirk.

"Such an eager little thing you are." he said amused.

"Well, I want to be alone with you." she admitted. "And I won't be apologetic for wanting to give myself to you, git...I've thought of nothing else for some time now."

"Have you?" asked Snape with an arched eyebrow. "Well, that is quite a tempting prospect if I do say so."

"Can't we go tonight?" asked Hermione melting into his kisses. "I don't think I can go another day waiting about like this...I nearly hex Ron and Harry both."

She could feel Snape smirk against her skin as he continued to kiss her arm.

"You know there is a possibility that I will not be able to hold back." he said serious. "I have no idea how powerful I've become in that regard the need to be with you is...maddening."

Hermione sat up and pressed her soft pink lips into his pale ones.

"Please Severus." she said softly as she climbed on top of him.

Her warm slender form pressed into his lean pale one. Unable to resist Snape gripped her starved for her affection as he was, the urge to bury himself within her there was almost too much.

"Alright." he said softly. "Have it your way witch, but don't say that I didn't warn you."

Hermione smiled triumphant that she had finally worn him down. They reluctantly climbed out of bed with Snape grabbing the bushy haired witch as they made their way into the floo.

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Spinner's End, Muggle World...

Hermione had been surprised and a little dizzy by the darkness of his home and the scent of old wood and leather. Snape lead her up the stairs and into a bedroom that looked like it was meant for a teenage boy filled with books and old posters of various musical groups. It had a single bed which had been placed up against a wall and a window over looking the entire street. It was covered with a forest green comforter and black sheets as well as pillows. Clearly Snape was Slytherin to the core.

"Severus?" said Hermione observing the Potions Master.

"This is the first time I've ever brought anyone home." he said not really looking at her. "Girls didn't like me much when I was a boy, and there were...other issues that discouraged visitors."

She got the feeling that her soon to be lover was ashamed of his current lodgings. He looked at the floor and made his way over toward the bed taking off his dragon hide boots and throwing them into a corner much as he use to do when he came home.

"I had wanted to do something special for you." he said. "But it seems that you and I both are a little dry on patience."

Hermione smiled and walked over to him.

He leaned back on the bed as she leaned against him. They ended up sharing a series of heated kisses. Hermione giggled when she felt Snape's long pale fingers pressing into her backside. He grinned rolling her over onto her back until she found herself pressed against his mattress. The crafty Slytherin tapped his wand to the bed and enlarged it so that two could fit comfortably without much effort. He looked down at Hermione with his eyes blazing. She could feel how fast his heart was beating against her fingers as she ran them along his exposed pale chest.

"I'm afraid I don't have much left in the way of patience." he growled as he kissed her feverishly.

Hermione knew the wolf was starting to take over and she hadn't minded. Give all the research she had done and all the talks she and Severus had about that being a probable thing, she wasn't worried. He had been more than sweet and accommodating when it came to her. For that she was grateful and wished to only relieve him of his torment. She was sure this would go a long way towards calming him down and given they were due back at Hogwarts in a few days it would be best. Neither of them knew what was in store for them there.

Snape pushed himself up as if he was doing Muggle push-ups and looked down at her with semi-glowing eyes.

"T-Take your knickers off." he said as if it was difficult to keep from growling.

Hermione looked up at him stunned for a moment.

"Are you going to take them off or shall I?" he asked as thought it were painful to be courteous.

"Y-You should I think." replied Hermione not taking her eyes off the dour wizard.

Snape waved his hand and all at once Hermione was stripped completely naked before him. He took in the sight of her bare body as if he meant to devour her right then and there. It was a strange yet pleasing look that sent a shiver down Hermione's spine as she felt the comforter against her bare backside.

"Beautiful." she heard him say as he spelled off his remaining articles of clothing until he was as naked as she was.

She could see his impressive form before her, his muscles tense and moving as he did his best to fight the bestial urge to plunge into her warm depths and pound her into the mattress. She had been a virgin after all and there was no need for hasty actions. Snape took a moment to calm himself before he moved quite slowly toward the trembling young witch that watched him eagerly. There was a flare of heat between the two of them, and they both knew it would consume them in no time.

Hermione let out a soft gasp as Snape slipped between her slender thighs. His pale flesh warm to the touch as his beast blood boiled in his veins. His erection was as prominent outside of his trousers as it had been beneath them. She had not known how she was going to manage but she resolved her self to. She wanted this experience, and she wanted it with him. There was no way that a little fear about his size was going to change her mind.

"Her-mi-on-ee." said Snape as he gripped the mattress on opposite sides of where she laid her head.

The scent of jasmine flooded his senses as he kissed and licked at the flesh of her neck.

"Severus." she moaned softly surprising even herself at how lust filled it was.

"Hermione...I need to..." he started.

"Yes." she said giving him the permission he was seeking.

At the instant of her words Snape groaned and positioned himself right were he needed to be. Upon feeling his intrusive entry, Hermione began to scream as he slid his way inside her. He had been much bigger than she thought and she was as ready as she was going to get given the circumstances.

Snape let out a guttural growl tightening his grip on the bed. He continued to work his way inside the young witch who's eyes had tears streaming down them.

"So...beautiful." he managed in a way of reassuring her. "My Her-mi-on-ee."

Amber eyes met obsidian as he finally concluded the difficult task of entry. Now he waited with warred patience as she adjusted to his intrusion.

"Severus." she said softly feeling the pain ebb away. "Y-You can move now."

Snape thrust forward and she let out a moan.

He thrust again and she repeated the act.

"Yessss." hissed Snape starting to lose himself to the sensations of her body.

He began to thrust in earnest, jerking the young witch across the bed.

Hermione watched as Snape's face contorted in absolute pleasure a she continued sure that hers was doing likely the same thing. The feel of this man, her Potions Professor finally giving her what she had dreamed about for so long. The vulgarity of his tongue had seemed to intensify as they continued.

"Fuck yessss." hissed Snape still losing himself.

Hermione began to give herself over to the sensations he was creating falling away into the throes of passion as well.

Snape increased his pace and power as he took her well into the night.

She could do little save hold onto him for dear life and enjoy the pleasure he was giving her as the wolf began to bleed into his human consciousness. She could feel Snape biting at her neck and licking the flesh. She knew he couldn't turn her unless she came in contact with his blood and only if Hircine decreed it. An obvious perk when dealing with Snape in this sense. If it had been anyone else the saliva and bite would have been enough to curse her.

"Severus." she called as he continued to pound into her.

"Fuck yesssss." had been his only reply aside from a few grunts and growls.

As the hours passed they kept at it much to busy enjoying the company of each other to note the time. Day break had been upon them by the time Snape finally reached his end dragging a thoroughly sated Hermione with him in release for the umpteenth time. She had not known what she was getting into with a wizard given a werewolf's libido.

"SEVERUS!" shouted the bushy haired witch at last.

Snape howled when she dug her finger nails into the pale flesh of his back.

When it was over he pulled away from her and made his way to the loo. Hermione took it upon herself to clean the place up a bit and bring their clothes back for good measure. She put her wand away as soon as he returned. Snape stood in the center of the bedroom naked as the day he was born with his obsidian eyes fixated on the night sky. The bushy haired witch had been near asleep when he finally climbed into bed.

"My head's clear." he said.

Hermione didn't doubt that.

"I'm not surprised." she replied.

"Was it what you expected?" he asked fumbling with the covers like a teenage boy after his first time.

Hermione smiled sleepily at him.

"To tell you the truth no." she replied. "It wasn't...but I could not have asked for better."

Snape gave her a shy smile and kissed her on the lips.

"I haven't had much practice." he admitted.

"What do you mean?" she asked curious now.

"I wasn't exactly high on the totem pole if you will when it came to girls." he said. "The three I managed to bed were in fact good friends, well two of them were friends and one was drunken harpy."

"Wow." she said.

"I was still a student when those relationships if you can call them that...took place." he said.

"So you've never been with anyone as an adult?" asked Hermione.

"Well...no." replied Snape loathe to speak of these things. "I've been celibate for quite some time."

"So...this was your first time in a long time." she said understanding.

Snape simply nodded.

Hermione smiled enjoying the feeling of being a first in something for him too.

"You were wonderful Severus." she said resting her head against his chest.

"S-So were you." he replied.

They both drifted off to sleep in the quiet old house.

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The Next Morning...

12 Grimmauld Place, Muggle World...

When Severus and Hermione stepped through the floo they had been confused to see that 12 Grimmauld Place had been in an uproar. Everywhere Order members were frantic and jumpy. Snape arched an eyebrow at this as he and Hermione emerged fully dressed and looking no worse for wear.

"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL HAVE YOU TWO BEEN!?" shouted Sirius Black angrily.

Snape stepped in front of Hermione, his eyes glowing red.

"Watch your tone Black." he warned in a dangerous tone.

Before Hermione could get a word out Sirius Black suddenly looked between her and Snape.

"Well, well looks like Wolfie here got his bone after all." he said glaring at Snape.

The Potions Master let a low warning growl rumble from his throat.

Sirius Black didn't seem to care.

"While you two were off making the beast with two back, one of ours was attacked." he said angrily.

"Who?" asked Snape glaring at Sirius murderously.

"Remus." replied Sirius.

"Details." said Snape seeming to become further enraged.

"Greyback." replied Sirius. "Apparently The werewolves have joined Voldemort."

"Where is he?" asked Hermione before Snape could.

"H-He's resting." replied Sirius. "Everyone else has been on edge since."

Hermione sighed.

"They all thought you two might have been hurt as well seeing as you were both gone when we awoke." continued Sirius. "Some went out to look for you."

"And by some you mean: The Weasleys, Ron and Harry."

Sirius nodded.

"Everyone else when to gather whatever news they could." he said "Seeing as your lover-wolf there was useless this time around."

Snape heard all he was going to from Sirius Black and attacked him head on. The two wizards when tussling through the halls knocking down things and shattering a few vases here and there.

"Fuck you, Snape." said Sirius angrily. "I'll never bow down to you."

Snape got his long pale fingers around Sirius' throat and began choking him.

"Fucking mutt." he said enraged his eyes blood shot as he began to enjoy the thought of finally doing away with the slick Gryffindor bastard who had nearly gotten him killed. "Not so tough without your precious Potter now are you?"

Sirius was beginning to loose consciousness.

"Severus." said Hermione calmly. "Stop it."

Snape glared murderously down at Sirius and then looked back up at Hermione.

He did nothing to catch the slight whimper that escaped him as he pushed the mangy mutt aside and made his way over toward Hermione. The witch apparently meant business.

"Come to bed." she said evenly.

Snape made his way to her side, maliciously glaring at Sirius Black before giving his witch his full attention.

"Sirius, I suggest you clean this mess up and check on Remus." she said evenly. "The last thing anyone needs is in-fighting when there is a war on."

Once she said her piece, Hermione and Snape left Sirius to his own devices.