Chapter 54: Murder Most Foul

Unknown Location, Unknown World...

Eyes of furious obsidian had gazed from beneath the white ivory mask he wore as pro his requirement when attending the call of his dark master, Lord Voldemort. He had donned the tell tale robes of soulless gray and swept toward the chosen meeting site as instructed by the burning pulse of The Dark Lord's call as it hissed within his mind. The Potions Professor fought to suppress his fury with Sirius Black as he landed in a swirling cloud of formless black void into the center of an open pasture. He recognized from the looks of the old barn and the single room house that they had been on some farm in the countryside but all the livestock had been slaughtered and the rich copper scent of blood hung in the air like mildew in a dark and damp basement.

"Ahhh S-S-Severus-s-s, I am pleased that you could make it." hissed the serpentine-like mass of huddled flesh known as The dark lord.

"Am here as instructed, My Lord." replied Snape bowing despite the beast in him taking offense to such a demeaning act.

"As you can s-s-see...we've s-s-started the fes-s-s-stivities-s-s without you..."hissed the dark lord once more. "Come...join us-s-s."

Snape got to his feet and moved about the farm noting the relatively amused laughter as well as he screams of agony coming from within the small muggle house.

More laughter followed by unintended moans filled his keen ear and the tale tell sound of violent rutting hit his ears. The unmistakable scent of a woman's arousal hit his nose and teased his nostrils as he entered the house. Seared flesh and cracked bone had also gotten his attention causing the seemingly collected Potions Professor to salivate before catching himself.

The sight of Lucius Malfoy leaning against a far wall with his arms folded across his chest in a bored stance had caught his attention.

"Fancy meeting you here." he said attempting charm despite the strange background effects. "The boys were...restless it seems."

"A Muggle farm?" asked Snape trying to keep his wolfish antics suppressed.

"You know the dark lord...he does seem to have a sense of humor." replied Lucius.

"Obviously." replied Snape turning his attention to the huddled bodies of two young women crying in the corner. "Are they of age?"

Lucius shook his head.

"One thirteen and the other fifteen." he replied looking a bit sickened.

"How shall we handle this?" asked Snape not at all wishing to engage the frightened girls.

"The dark lord is here this time." replied Lucius.

"Are we end their misery then?" asked Snape hearing the rutting in the other room continue along with the laughter.

Lucius met his gaze unsure of what to reply.

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12 Grimmauld Place, Muggle World...

Hermione could not sleep, her constant worry over Severus had been at the forefront of her mind. Molly Weasley insisted the young Gryffindors spend the night before being returned to Hogwarts at the late hour for fear of a death eater attack in the dead of night. The other members of The Order of Phoenix had been in agreement.

Unable to keep from tossing and turning, Hermione made her way toward the kitchen for a glass of water. Severus being furious at her choice to join the Order of Phoenix in an official capacity had been all she could see. He had not been anywhere on the property when she went to search for him. As the witch continued to wrestle with what she could have done differently given the situation with his wolf-blood, she heard the front door open and the footsteps leading toward the kitchen.

She let out a gasp when she felt the familiar yet moderately forceful grasp of her lover as he pressed her into the kitchen counter.

"S-Severus." she said in a nearly breathless tone.

The scent of herbs, fresh earth and blood caught her attention.

"Severus where have you been?" she asked.

The low growl that rumbled deep within his throat had been the only reply she had gotten.

"Severus, answer me please." she said suddenly terrified by the thought of him having hurt someone.

"I had no choice." he said licking the exposed flesh of her neck.

"What did you do?" she asked not at all liking the sound of his words.

"They were so young...I had to..." he replied pressing his body further into hers against the counter.

"Severus?" asked Hermione feeling her breath hitch as he nibbled at the flesh of her neck.

"So much blood." he growled. "Couldn't keep it away...had to kill."

"Whom did you kill?" asked Hermione nervously despite her body's reaction to his antics.

"Killed them all." he replied grunting as he thrust forward pressing his engorged trouser covered cock into her equally covered backside.

"Tell me." she said softly.

Snape suddenly pulled back lifting the young witch into his arms and against the fridge. Her slender thighs wrapped around his waist as he fumbled with his trousers loosening them with one hand and holding her up with the other.

With a grunt, he ripped her knickers and threw them to the wayside as he thrust his pulsing appendage into her warmth catching her off guard and causing her to gasp from lack of breath.

"T-Talk to me." she said managing to make her mind focus despite the slight pain of being impaled by the lustful wizard werewolf.

"Did not kill the children." he said driving into her harder. "Killed parents...so much blood."

"What happened to the children?" asked Hermione suppressing a moan.

"Lucius...take them...safe." grunted Snape starting to lose himself in his lust." Dark lord call...dark lord make us kill."

Hermione sighed a bit in relief that Severus had not gone out to hurt anyone following his altercation with Sirius Black, but had instead been summoned by Voldemort for a death eater meeting.

"Severus...don't you think we should go into the basement...before the others see..." she said trying to reason with the violently thrusting wizard.

His only reply was a low growl as he lifted her into the air once more but this time she had still been wrapped around him.

"As you wish..." he growled and moved their passionate display to his basement quarters.

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The Basement, 12 Grimmauld Place, Muggle World...

No sooner had Severus gotten Hermione into the basement, he spelled away their constricting attire and slammed her onto his make-shift cot pounding away at her warmth very much like the animal he was in a bid to find relief for the throbbing sensation in his cock. Hermione let out a series of unconstrained moans and struggled to keep up.

The wolfish grin that spread across the pale face of Severus Snape had been a tell tale sign of his dominance of his mate.

He whimpered like a dog as her eyes rolled in the back of her head as wave after wave of his potent seed filled her agonized slender form. Hermione had missed the softer more gentle aspect of his love-making but given his anger at Sirius Black, she expected nothing less than the brute force he was exhibiting at the moment.

Once the waves of excitement had died down, Snape pulled away from her as the wild beating of his heart subsided.

Hermione had still been collapsed onto his make-shift cot and unable to keep her eyes open. The last thing she recalled was the sensation of his wet tongue lapping at the exposed sweat drenched flesh of her belly and thighs before she had given herself to sleep.

The soft warm sensation of what appeared to be a contraceptive charm had been what carried over into her dreams.

Snape grunted looking down at the sleeping witch and curled up beside her on the cot magically altered to hold the two of them as their naked forms pressed together.

His large pale hands gripped her youthful body and he too drifted off to sleep.