Snape In Love

Chapter 36

Build My World Around You

Eventually I grew impatient to see him again, a restlessness born out of too many long months without him, and I reached for the stone around my neck. It wasn´t there, and I realised in disbelief that I´d left it beside his bed - our bed - the night before. Cursing, I leaned over the edge of the bed instead, to retrieve the box that I stored underneath. There, on top, was the prospectus, and I grasped it and sat up. Then, I noticed Severus´ long ebony wand lying on the floor where I had dropped it after taking it to perform the Divestio charm.

"Oh, damn, he´ll need that..." I muttered, cheering up when I realised I didn´t need to satisfy my craving to see him by use of the prospectus any more.

I pulled on a long dark green top and a pair of black trousers, leaving behind my robes, since there was no longer any need to disguise myself, and made my eager way down to the dungeons. The classroom door was closed so I knocked, trying to wipe the excited, devoted smile from my face in the interests of decorum, and I heard Severus call out,

"Enter!"

Inside were the seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin students, including Hermione, Harry and Ron, who smiled as they saw me. Severus was standing at his desk and as I approached, conscious of all the students´ eyes on me, he sauntered down from the dais upon which his desk stood down to me and stood with his arms folded, looking at me impassively.

"I´m sorry to interrupt, Professor Snape," I said politely, "but might I have a word with you?"

"Certainly," he replied curtly, "In here," and he opened the door to his office. I went in, and heard a low buzz of conversation break out behind me.

"Silence!" Severus barked over his shoulder as he followed me inside and closed the door.

"Ella, I meant what I said, you are an immense distraction!" he said sternly. "Particularly today! And not just for me, I might add, after the whole school witnessed last night´s exhibition! Whatever it is, you should have waited until the end of the lesson!"

"I´m sorry, Severus, I didn´t want to interrupt, but I thought you might need this before the end of the lesson!" I said, producing his wand.

"Ah. Yes," he said, taking it from me and pocketing it. "Thank you, I will be needing it. I´d forgotten you´d picked my pockets!" he continued, still annoyed but pulling me to him anyway. "Oh, I really didn´t want to leave you before, and you made it very difficult for me to go! And now here you are..."

I was about to reply but he trapped my lips with his and kissed me with a passion that took my breath away, again.

"Oh, Severus..." I whispered against his cheek as I tangled my fingers in his hair, "...You should get back out there. Their NEWTS start next week - "

"Yes, I know that!" he said waspishly. "Will you wait here for me?"

"No, I would be far too much of a distraction for you, waiting just in the next room..." I said, continuing slyly, "...but I´ll wait next door if you like. In bed."

"Oh, you witch...why do you have to do this to me?"

"Go back out there and take out your frustrations on your students!" I laughed.

"That´s not funny, you know that I will!" he answered dryly, releasing me reluctantly and turning to go. As he closed the door behind him I went up to it and listened for a moment. I heard his footfalls as he stalked around the classroom, then his characteristically cutting voice rang out,

"Oh, do get on with it, Longbottom! D´you know, I doubt very much that anyone in this room, with the obvious exception of the estimable Miss Granger, realises the enormity of what they will be undertaking over the next two weeks. Of course, if you don´t..."

Smiling to myself and mentally congratulating Severus on his restraint, I crossed the office and went into the bedroom. I saw my emerald straight away, still on the table beside the bed, and I put it on at once.

I went over to the window seat so that I could look out over the lake. Cross legged and leaning back against the stone lintel, with my left leg pressed against the diamond shaped panes of leaded glass, I adjusted the cushions behind the small of my back and watched the still, deep, treacherous waters below. Occasional ripples from large bubbles were perturbing evidence that the shifting depths hid more than their fair share of secrets and thankfully unseen inhabitants. After a while, I decided I would far rather examine the hidden depths of my lover´s face, so I took the emerald in my hand, uttering the charm. Severus appeared in the stone, and I ran my fingers over his image lovingly as I watched him prowl around the classroom, peering into cauldrons and muttering darkly.

The shadow of the castle lengthened over the lake as the sun moved across the sky, and I could see that the double Potions class was drawing to a close. Severus was hunched over his desk now, busily marking papers in his elegant copperplate hand, his quill scratching its way across the various scrolls, while his students tidied their ingredients away and labelled their bottles of newly prepared potions before lining them up in the corner by the sink. As the bell rang and all the students filed out, Severus gathered up all of the scrolls from his desk and swept through to his office. I heard him mutter the locking charm and seconds later he opened the bedroom door. He stood in the doorway, gazing uncomprehendingly at the undisturbed bed, before flickering his gaze around the room until finally he noticed me.

"Oh! I thought you´d be in bed!" he said, crestfallen.

"I changed my mind," I said carelessly as he approached the window seat. "I decided, undressing´s no fun unless you´re here to watch me," I added slyly, reaching out for his hands and pulling him down beside me.

"Well I´m here now," he replied, his eyes piercing into mine.

"So undress me," I whispered, thrilling at the touch of his hands travelling up my arms to fasten behind my neck as they drew me to him for a gentle, lingering kiss. He tasted wonderful, and I let my tongue explore his mouth and his lips, eliciting a shuddering sigh.

"Do you know how difficult it is, trying to concentrate on my class, when thinking about you in the next room, waiting for me, means I´m in a constant state of arousal?" he murmured as he took my hand from his waist and moved it downwards until I let it brush across the front of his trousers. I planted light kisses all around his mouth as he spoke, and answered him simply by flicking my tongue into his mouth and cupping him in my hand through his trousers, making him gasp.

We stood up, and I lifted my arms so that he could pull the jumper over my head. Muttering a charm he magically unfastened all thirty-odd of his buttons so that I could slip his robes, jacket and shirt from his shoulders while he unclasped my bra. He pulled it from me impatiently in order to bend down and take one of my aching nipples in his mouth. I gasped at the sweetness of his caresses, closing my eyes and holding his head close to my breast. Dropping to his knees he slid his hands down the waistband of my trousers, and pushed them down past my stomach, transferring his attention from my breasts to my belly, which he began to nuzzle and kiss ardently, licking my navel, stroking me with one hand while the other helped me step out of my trousers and briefs and kick them to one side.

Lacing my fingers in his hair I pulled back his head and gazed into his eyes. He was flushed, his eyes looked drunk with passion and he was breathing heavily through parted lips. I wondered whether the expression on my face was the same, wondered whether he was feeling as intoxicated on desire for me as I was for him.

He stood and led me over to the bed. He helped me climb in and then continued where he had left off, kissing and fondling my stomach and breasts, his hands roaming all over me, leaving a trail of fire which raced towards my groin and made me tingle with desire. Eventually I could take no more and my lust for him had to be appeased.

"Severus, stop!" I moaned, impatient to worship every single part of him with my mouth, beginning with his feet.

"What´s wrong?" he asked huskily.

"It´s my turn."

I pushed him down and our positions were reversed. As he lay on the bed I moved to the very bottom and took one of his long thin feet in my hands. He watched, surprised, as I lifted it up to my mouth and began to suck his toes. I watched his long, hard manhood twitch as it jutted up from the black thatch at its root, and his stomach muscles tensed as he tried not to pull his foot away.

"You have ticklish feet!" I smiled, releasing it and moving up to his ankle and calf, leaving a wet tongue trail as I licked the black hairs on his leg, stroking my hands further up his thighs as I went. He began to relax and let out a long

"Aah..." as my tongue found the soft hairless skin at the back of his knee. I moved across to his other leg now, and kissed my way up his thigh, my hair falling across his legs and brushing between them, making him moan and shiver as he tensed up again. I sucked at the skin in the hollow of his hip, running one hand along his thigh while the other splayed out across his chest, where he covered it with his own and pushed it downwards. I chuckled throatily and resisted even though the evidence of my own arousal was undeniable, preferring to leave the path clear for my tongue to caress the very place denied by my hand. He arched his back so suddenly that I thought the convulsion would throw us both from the bed, and he cried out softly,

"No, no, I can´t - oh, stop, stop, I can´t stop..."

I sat up on the bed and looked down at his writhing, panting form. I had absolute power over him, and we both knew it, but now I would let him take control once more. He took my hand and sat up, pulling me on to him so that I was sitting astride him. Our faces were mere inches apart, and we breathed one another´s breath as he placed his hands underneath my buttocks and lifted me, then gently pushed me down on to him. We both cried out and clung together, eyes closed, all thought gone and replaced by pure sensation.

All I could feel was him, the heat of him, with my heart pounding in my chest, pressed against his, blood rushing through my ears, his hot breath panting in my hair. Tilting my pelvis towards him, I began to rock gently, feeling an incredibly sweet sensation deep inside me, tantalising. I bit my lower lip between my teeth and screwed shut my eyes as Severus pulled my hips closer to him, squashing my tummy against him and groaning with pleasure.

Molten heat began to spread from inside me, welling up and rippling outwards through my whole body until I began to shake and writhe on him uncontrollably. I was overcome by the most powerful orgasm I had ever known, and as I came I threw myself backwards, my arms outstretched as if in supplication, and he held on tight around my waist, reaching hungrily for my nipples. His sucking and nipping pushed us both on to even greater heights until our bodies were limp and I buried my face in his neck, crying softly into his hair.

We sat there wrapped around each other until our hearts´ fearsome pounding had eased and our breathing had slowed. Severus released me from his tight embrace just sufficiently to search out my lips for a tender kiss, and he pulled me down on to the bed with him so that my hair hid our faces like a curtain.

Eventually I slid off him until I was lying on my side, my left leg across his, cradled happily in his arms. With a languid flick of his wrist he covered us with the bed linen and sighed contentedly. We lay like that, not talking, not kissing, for a long time, simply enjoying being together in our afterglow, and savouring the warmth of the other´s body against our own, until Severus said thoughtfully,

"Ella, tell me something, and don´t laugh at me?"

"Mmm?"

"Could I possibly be any happier than this?"

"Oh, Severus!" I smiled, nestling against him, "Not until you become a father!"

He squeezed me tight, his hand stroking my tummy lovingly, laughing softly,

"Ha! Look at that!" when his child kicked against his hand.

"Severus?"

"Mmm?"

"Where do we go from here?"

"The Great Hall, for dinner?"

"No, I don´t mean literally!"

"So what do you mean?"

"Us! You and me!"

"Er...we stay here?"

"Are you being dense on purpose?" I said half irritably, propping myself up and frowning down at him as he lay half asleep. His eyes snapped open.

"Dense? Me? Certainly not!" he objected. "I just don´t know what you´re getting at, that´s all. You should express yourself more clearly."

With this last comment delivered, he closed his eyes once more and stretched languidly, an irritatingly smug half-smile playing around his lips.

"I mean, we don´t even live together, what are we going to do when the baby arrives? Are we all staying at Hogwarts?"

"Can we discuss this later?"

"No, I need to know now."

He sighed, opening just one eye again, through which he looked at me amusedly.

"May I refer you back to my previous comment which, I believe, was - ah yes, `we stay here´. I think that´s all I need to say."

"What, we´ll live here at Hogwarts?"

"Now who´s being dense? We, that is, the three of us, stay here, that is, exactly where we are now. I´m asking you to live down here with me, Ella. Not by my invitation, but as your right. As your home. Clear now?"

"Oh!" I said, blushing.

"Isn´t that what you want?"

"Well, yes, but is it what you want?"

"Oh, good grief - yes, of course!"

He drew me down to him and kissed me lovingly, running his hands up and down my back, taking my hair in his hands, winding it round his fists.

"You´re thinking something, aren´t you?" he said suddenly, breaking our kiss and looking at me with raised eyebrows. "I can tell, you know. Come on, tell me, what´s wrong?"

"Well...I love it here, but children take up so much space - how will we make everything fit?"

"There are empty rooms next to these... I´m sure Albus will be only too happy to make the necessary alterations. And in a few years, if we need more space, we can get a big house in Hogsmeade, I suppose..."

"With roses round the door?" I teased.

"No, I hate flowers," he said distastefully.

"You´ve got this all planned out!" I said incredulously.

"Not at all! I´m just being practical."

"Severus Snape!"

"What? You started it!" he complained, before moving down the bed again and making me forget completely what I had been about to say. Since my heart had leapt with joy at his assumption that we would still be together several years hence, this was an inconvenient, although exceptionally pleasurable, turn of events, and I lay back and delighted in his love once more.