Hidden Pensieve
Challenge Eight: An Evening With Severus Snape
Title: Hidden Pensieve
Author: remusseverus
Main wizard: Severus Snape
Characters: Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 - HBP spoilers
Genre: Romance/Passion
Word count: Exactly 500
Prompt: Her eyes grew wide when she saw it.
Ginny Weasley was having a normal day until she found the Pensieve in the room she shared with Hermione at Grimmauld Place. Who could resist a hidden Pensieve once found?
Ginny dipped her head down and dropped inside, looking around an unfamiliar bedroom. It wasn’t a Hogwarts or a Grimmauld Place room. She briefly wondered what memory Hermione would need to put in a Pensieve. Her eyes grew wide when she saw it.
Severus Snape staggered into the bedroom, carrying Hermione and kissing her at the same time. Slamming the door behind him, he lurched toward the bed, dropping her on it. The mattress sagged beneath their weight as they desperately began pulling at their clothes.
Hermione moaned as he broke the kiss and attacked her neck, biting it softly. She laced her hands in his hair, pulling him closer, writhing under him in pleasure.
Pushing against her grip, he backed up, pulling her skirt down as he went.
“You’re not wearing any knickers,” he said, voice full of lust.
“No, I’m not,” she said, smiling smugly. She wiggled out of her blouse. “I’m not wearing a bra either.”
Tearing his clothes off as quickly as he could, Snape covered Hermione’s body with his, suckling her nipples.
“I want you,” Hermione said, thrusting her hips suggestively.
Ginny watched, unable to tear her eyes from the scene, as Snape pushed into Hermione’s body.
“Oh, Severus,” Hermione said, satisfaction rippling across her face.
Snape slammed into Hermione over and over again as Hermione raked her nails down his back, voice rising to a scream. “Severus! Yes!”
A few minutes later, Snape’s body began shuddering as he groaned, “Hermione!”
Thrusting into her a few more times, he collapsed to the bed next to Hermione, pulling her to her side and against him.
Ginny’s mouth hung open in shock. Hermione wasn’t doing research; she was sleeping with Dumbledore’s killer.
“Why do you keep coming back, Hermione? Your friends will hate you if they find out about us,” Snape said, stroking her cheek.
“I love you, Severus,” Hermione said, kissing his knuckles as they brushed her lips.
“I love you, too,” Snape answered, kissing her lips softly. “But it would be safer for you not to come anymore. The Dark Lord will kill us if he finds out, and the Order will disown you after killing me if they find out.”
Hermione raised onto her elbow, looking him the eyes. “I will never stop coming,” she said with conviction.
Severus pulled her on top of him, holding her close. Hermione’s face rested against his neck. “Thank God,” he said.
The raw emotion in his eyes left Ginny breathless. Sorrow, pain, fear, relief, and love replaced the normal cold look she was accustomed to. Instead of the teacher, she saw the man.
The memory came to an end, and Ginny stepped back, staring at the bowl thoughtfully. Closing the door she’d unwarded to find it, she vowed to do everything she could to help the lovers.
Author's Notes: This community is sheer bliss. I just finished a story I’ve been writing for a year that I’d gotten stuck on thanks to getting rid of my writer’s block with these ficlets. Now, on to It All Comes Down To Time. My goal is to have that one finished by the New Year. That particular one may be a little harder to achieve.
Title: Hidden Pensieve
Author: remusseverus
Main wizard: Severus Snape
Characters: Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 - HBP spoilers
Genre: Romance/Passion
Word count: Exactly 500
Prompt: Her eyes grew wide when she saw it.
Ginny Weasley was having a normal day until she found the Pensieve in the room she shared with Hermione at Grimmauld Place. Who could resist a hidden Pensieve once found?
Ginny dipped her head down and dropped inside, looking around an unfamiliar bedroom. It wasn’t a Hogwarts or a Grimmauld Place room. She briefly wondered what memory Hermione would need to put in a Pensieve. Her eyes grew wide when she saw it.
Severus Snape staggered into the bedroom, carrying Hermione and kissing her at the same time. Slamming the door behind him, he lurched toward the bed, dropping her on it. The mattress sagged beneath their weight as they desperately began pulling at their clothes.
Hermione moaned as he broke the kiss and attacked her neck, biting it softly. She laced her hands in his hair, pulling him closer, writhing under him in pleasure.
Pushing against her grip, he backed up, pulling her skirt down as he went.
“You’re not wearing any knickers,” he said, voice full of lust.
“No, I’m not,” she said, smiling smugly. She wiggled out of her blouse. “I’m not wearing a bra either.”
Tearing his clothes off as quickly as he could, Snape covered Hermione’s body with his, suckling her nipples.
“I want you,” Hermione said, thrusting her hips suggestively.
Ginny watched, unable to tear her eyes from the scene, as Snape pushed into Hermione’s body.
“Oh, Severus,” Hermione said, satisfaction rippling across her face.
Snape slammed into Hermione over and over again as Hermione raked her nails down his back, voice rising to a scream. “Severus! Yes!”
A few minutes later, Snape’s body began shuddering as he groaned, “Hermione!”
Thrusting into her a few more times, he collapsed to the bed next to Hermione, pulling her to her side and against him.
Ginny’s mouth hung open in shock. Hermione wasn’t doing research; she was sleeping with Dumbledore’s killer.
“Why do you keep coming back, Hermione? Your friends will hate you if they find out about us,” Snape said, stroking her cheek.
“I love you, Severus,” Hermione said, kissing his knuckles as they brushed her lips.
“I love you, too,” Snape answered, kissing her lips softly. “But it would be safer for you not to come anymore. The Dark Lord will kill us if he finds out, and the Order will disown you after killing me if they find out.”
Hermione raised onto her elbow, looking him the eyes. “I will never stop coming,” she said with conviction.
Severus pulled her on top of him, holding her close. Hermione’s face rested against his neck. “Thank God,” he said.
The raw emotion in his eyes left Ginny breathless. Sorrow, pain, fear, relief, and love replaced the normal cold look she was accustomed to. Instead of the teacher, she saw the man.
The memory came to an end, and Ginny stepped back, staring at the bowl thoughtfully. Closing the door she’d unwarded to find it, she vowed to do everything she could to help the lovers.
Author's Notes: This community is sheer bliss. I just finished a story I’ve been writing for a year that I’d gotten stuck on thanks to getting rid of my writer’s block with these ficlets. Now, on to It All Comes Down To Time. My goal is to have that one finished by the New Year. That particular one may be a little harder to achieve.