The Headmaster's Wife - Chapter Two
Author's Notes:
A bit of language and sexual references in this chapter. Not too bad but I have warned you! And again slight OOC
Just so you know where there is a conversation at the end in italics it is non verbal communication.
Once again I own nothing but my imagination...JKR has provided my muses.
Hope you enjoy
Chapter 2 - Formative Connections
The Headmaster could not believe what was happening. The vision, dream, whatever it was felt so wrong and yet at the same time...if he could just be a man for a moment...it felt strangely natural. He wasn't sure what shocked him most. Was it the fact that he could visualise her body responding to her touch whilst she thought of him, was it that she actually wanted to think about him or was it that he had a raging erection? All he could think now was that he needed a cold shower. He flooed to his rooms and headed straight for the bathroom stripping off his clothes as he strode through his private chambers. Once in the shower his erection regained its ferocity but he didn't want to touch it. He didn't want to encourage himself to think about her but rather hoped the shock of the water would bring him to his senses.
But suddenly he doubled up in pain. He realised he had confirmation that what had happened in his office was not a dream but was a vision. A vision that somehow Miss Granger was projecting towards him. The pain continued as the vision of her pleasuring herself filled his waking mind. But this time he was not the object of her desire. No she was thinking the most depraved thoughts about the Bulgarian Quidditch team and Severus was in pain over it. The pain intensified as Victor Krum approached Hermione, as her mouth and hands busied themselves around his team mates, whilst he positioned himself between her legs. The pain was getting worse and Severus slid down the wall of the shower until he was sat on the floor of the shower cubicle away from the stream of cold water.
Three thoughts went through his head. Firstly that she was insatiable. 'I'll really have to maintain my fitness level to keep up with her...Severus stop it', he berated himself. Secondly the feeling was triggered by intimate touch rather than thought alone because when she stopped touching herself the vision faded. So logically he thought if he touched himself she could have a similar experience 'Severus snap out of it. You cannot have a wank over a student'. And thirdly, even though he was in agony, he had an evil smirk on his face as he thought 'thank the god's she's a really dirty bitch...I am going to hell aren't I?'.
But then to confuse matters further she slowly began to turn her head towards a door. Framed against the bright sun was a figure. A tall dark man in billowing robes who without any foolish wand waving, dismissed the whole team just by his imposing presence before scooping up a very naked Hermione into his arms and taking her to his bed. She was moaning and her touch became more gentle as the man began to cover her whole body in gentle kisses. These ministrations led to his tongue and lips exploring her clitoris whilst his long slender fingers explored her soaking wet core. Severus' pain was easing but his erection was harder than ever. Eventually he realised that he was the object of her desire again. He closed his eyes but the vision continued. He tried occlumency but that wasn't working either. 'What Voldemort would have given for this kind of power' he thought feeling sick to his stomach to think it. He couldn't block out the visions until she finished by the looks of things so he decided for this moment to give in and selfishly enjoy the show. Her orgasm looked spectacular 'I promise I will give you orgasms like that Hermione' he thought. The vision started to fade until suddenly she looked straight into his eyes and said "Touch yourself Severus. Cum for me"
"Oh gods" he said running his fingers through his hair as the vision faded. He realised it felt like she was trying to make a two way connection with him. This couldn't happen. This couldn't be happening. He jumped out of the shower immediately, cast a drying spell and got dressed quickly before going back to his office. He was taking care not to stimulate himself in any way whatsoever when he called, "Albus are you there? There has been a development"
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"Severus you look pained my friend," Albus said as he came and back to his portrait "I will call Minerva"
"No not yet," Severus protested. He was aware of Hermione gently touching herself again but it was more of an afterglow moment 'I wish I was the one lying there now just holding her' he thought. He was relieved at the tenderness of this thought even though it was still wrong. A sense of calm came over him. "I don't want Minerva to hear what I am about to say. You can pass on any information you feel relevant but I can't say these things in front of her especially when they concern her favoured daughter".
"I understand this is hard for you, if you excuse the expression Severus," Dumbledore's eyes were sparkling.
"Well for starters we can cut all the double entendres. I will not have this turned into a sordid, cheap conversation. Hermione deserves better than that," Severus spat at Dumbledore.
"As do you dear boy," Dumbledore said sincerely seeing the pain in Severus' eyes. "Do continue"
"I don't know how to begin...," Severus said looking embarrassed.
"Shall we start with your little nap and sudden departure from this office?" Dumbledore suggested helpfully.
"How do you know about...oh never mind. Whilst I was asleep I thought I dreamt about Hermione being familiar with herself and her muse was...well it was myself," he didn't want to use indelicate language at this stage.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "Such a delicate way to describe masturbation but do go on..."
Severus just glared at the portrait but realised that actually what he had just said did sound a bit ridiculous. He continued "Well this thought or dream caused a..umm...umm"
"An erection?" Dumbledore ventured "Severus this will be a very long conversation if you insist on beating around the bush...," his eyes twinkled
"Don't say 'as it were' Albus please," Severus said quickly to preempt Dumbledore's chain of thought. He continued "Quite! Well it would have been inappropriate for me to have relieved the tension so I went to have a cold shower. And please don't look at me like that," he said as Dumbledore cocked his head to the side and smirked.
"Anyway I had said shower but whilst I was there I felt a searing pain in my stomach. Itappeared to be related to thoughts which were coming from Hermione again where she was...masturbating over...well it doesn't matter what but it wasn't me and it was painful. But these were waking thoughts. I could see her and I could see her desires. I tried occlumency but it didn't work and I was in so much pain".
There was now a desperation in his voice and he slumped down into his chair putting his fingers to his temples to massage them. He had a headache coming on. He inhaled deeply through his nose and puffed his breath out no longer having the strength to delicately phrase the situation.
"But then her thoughts moved on and she started thinking about me again. The pain eased considerably although Albus, I have never been so hard. I thought it was over but then she just looked me straight in the eye and told me to touch myself and well...cum. Do you think she is trying to make a connection? Do you think she is aware?"
Severus didn't know what would be worse - that she knew what was happening or that she didn't. If she didn't it felt like a gross violation. As a Legilimens Severus knew the power of entering another person's mind. He had been tasked to mind rape so many times in the service of Voldemort and Dumbledore but he felt as sick doing that as he did the one time he was forced to rape a young muggle girl as part of his death eater initiation. The thought that she didn't know disturbed him greatly but his desire for her was so strong now that he had to put this fear to one side. He needed to control his emotions but he was struggling and eventually he snarled out "Oh fuck why is this happening to me? I thought I was past all this torment"
Dumbledore watched Severus' struggle intently. He had suffered so much and because he himself had ordered it. Severus was a great man. An unselfish man with a huge capacity for love who had never had a true outlet and he wanted him to be happy. He remembered the way Severus looked at Hermione at the Yule Ball in her fourth year. He knew it was just a tiny spark, a spark that even Severus was unaware of but he had always hoped that when the great war was over, and if he survived, that Hermione would be the one to offer him comfort. He remembered how he would often look over the battlements and see Severus walking towards the Black Lake to be with his thoughts and he wished that one day he would see him walk there with a companion. A strong woman who could challenge him emotionally, intellectually and physically. And he knew Severus well. She would be in for one hell of a sexual ride with him! He giggled to himself. He also knew Hermione and despite appearances and a lack of experience due to her age, she would certainly be more than capable and willing to cope with all aspects of Severus and his proclivities.
"Severus a wise man once said that we are only dealt what we can handle..."
"He sounds a masochist rather than wise," Severus drawled as he batted away the suggestion with his hand.
"This is all very interesting Severus," Albus said thoughtfully. "So in summary you can sense and see Hermione masturbating and if you are the focus of her desire you feel no pain except for a raging hard on. This may be either controlled by the experience itself or it is just you being turned on by what you see. We wizards really don't seem very good at controlling our wands do we? Well apart from me now but in my youth..."
"Yes, yes we all know about your youth thank you. Can you just continue without going misty eyed on me please?" Severus interrupted feeling slightly nauseous. When Severus feared he had a slight crush on Sirius Black at school he'd asked Dumbledore for advice. He left that meeting deciding he was most certainly not attracted to men after hearing some of Dumbledore's exploits.
Dumbledore laughed and continued, "If Hermione thinks about someone else whilst she masturbates you feel excruciating pain. Does it feel like a betrayal?"
"I've never known betrayal feel like a weak cruciatus before. But there was a sick ache as well. The last time I felt that was when I found..." he trailed off as he thought of Lily. Dumbledore looked at him and saw his eyes soften and moisten. How he wished he could embrace the man.
"Are you alright to continue with this discussion Severus?" Dumbledore asked his voice full of compassion.
"For Hermione's sake I have to," he replied stoically. It was then that Dumbledore saw it in Severus' eyes. The unmistakable look of a man awakening to a woman. Not yet love but the seed was there in the mention of her name.
"You also feel that she was able to command you? Could this simply have been part of the vision? Your eyes just happening to meet would be a perfectly logical explanation"
"Possibly," Severus conceded.
"I am not saying that she wasn't commanding you but perhaps you were seeking a little reassurance from this. If you thought she was seeing you as well then perhaps you wouldn't feel so bad about seeing her am I right?"
"Possibly," Severus said shifting awkwardly in his chair.
"It is certainly very intriguing. Tell me Severus do you own any tomes on Dark Sex Magic?" Dumbledore asked.
Severus raised an eyebrow and said, "You know full well that I do! But I have studied these texts for years and this does appear to be like any dark bonding I know of"
"Trust you to devote you private study to such things Severus," Dumbledore said teasingly.
"Yes well I was...lonely," Severus said defiantly. "However I may have missed something so I will release the books to Minerva's care for further appraisal. I do not think it wise that I look into the books given my heightened sense of arousal"
"A wise decision my dear boy" Dumbledore agreed."Leave it to us. We will get to the bottom of this. It is obvious you care for the girl even if you are not aware of it yourself," Dumbledore giggled.
Severus sneered but began to feel aroused again "Oh gods she's at it again," he groaned. "Albus I have a school to run. I can't keep running off for cold showers every time she decides to frig herself stupid. What do I do?"
"Severus I have known you since you were a young boy stepping over the threshold into manhood," Dumbledore said as Severus raised both his eyebrows waiting for his next utterance. "You never had an qualms about taking matters into your own hands then and I suggest you do so now. At least you will feel better"
"But I can't. If the connection forms when she touches her...you know? When I touch myself the connection will form for her and she doesn't want to see what I think about when I masturbate," Severus said trying not to make himself sound like a pervert.
"Well you just need to think about her," Dumbledore proffered as advice.
"That's the problem. It's not who I think about it's what I think about," Severus said not wishing to elucidate.
"You were never this coy Severus," Dumbledore smirked.
"Oh don't worry when she's here I'll tell her I want fuck her into next week but..."
"Really?" Dumbledore was certainly surprised by this bearing in mind how Severus had been trying so hard to keep his emotions in check.
"No don't worry" Severus said noting the expression on his old professor's face "I'll tell her I want to make love to her until her legs have turned to jelly and I'm drowning in her"
Dumbledore smiled, "Hold that thought and off you go"
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Severus walked to the fire to floo to his chambers and turned to Dumbledore with an expression of disbelief and resignation. And not being able to ignore the sheer uncomfortable longing coming from his trousers he said, "I can't believe I have just been given permission to wank myself off and had the subject matter approved as well," and with that he was gone.
Severus went to his bed chamber and quietly asked Hermione's forgiveness for what he was about to do. He realised as he stripped down to his waist and lay on the bed that he did have growing feelings for the girl but if she should ever condescend to accept him he didn't want it to be like this. He wanted to court her and hope she would fall in love with him. He didn't want this. But he was in pain and he needed her in his mind to salve whatever this was between them. He undid his trousers disgusted at himself. As he wrapped his hand around his cock he whispered to the air "This is all for you Hermione". Suddenly visions of her lying before him in a very small pair of lace panties with a matching balcony bra came to the fore and then without a word she knelt up and worshipped him with her mouth. He could feel her hot mouth, her soft, small hands, her warm breath, her tongue lashing and swirling around the tip before taking in as much as she could. He smiled as he wondered where she learnt to deep throat. It was the most amazing hand job he'd ever given himself. It was quick but as he felt his balls tighten and the surge begin, his whole body shuddered in anticipation of his release. It came thick and fast and as it broke, her name formed deep in his throat and his breath was taken from him.
He lay there elated, panting and his skin was slightly damp from his exertion. He quickly intoned Tergeo to clean himself up and lay there basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. He closed his eyes and then they flew open as he heard her say "In answer to your question Sev, I've never done that before but promise me you'll let me practice on you? I can come and see you tomorrow if you like"
"Hermione?" he thought in a state of confusion.
"Yes it's me. Any idea why I can hear you in my head and keep thinking about you like this?" she asked.
"I'm afraid not. I am so sorry if I thought anything too inappropriate. Please forgive me," he thought penitently.
"Don't be. You've been in my thoughts for years," she giggled.
"Oh? Well you can elucidate on that one day and I must say you're going to be occupying mine quite a bit if that's what you wear under your robes," he thought smiling to himself.
Suddenly there was a warm glow about the room which seemed to hover over Severus before shrinking into a tiny ball and shot into his chest. Hermione experienced the same phenomenon. All the sexual tension eased and they were left able to communicate telepathically but it was different to Legilimency Severus noted.
"Did you see that Severus? Did you feel it?" Hermione asked.
"I did," Severus said trying to make sense of what had just happened.
"Can you see me now because I can't see you anymore?" she asked.
"No not now. If I were a betting man, which I am not, I would say that whatever is going on has been growing for a while and today has been either an awakening or the next stage of the bonding process. It would appear though that our mental connection has been fully formed."
"What sort of bond is it? What sort of magic is it? Do you think our mental connection can be turned on or off? Can you not use occlumency?" she asked
"I forgot that you would drown me with incessant questions," he snarled at her even though he was smiling at the thought of her brilliant brain. "I have tried to block this out but I cannot. It is being investigated. It is the reason Dumbledore wants to join us for afternoon tea"
"Oh," she thought. He could hear the dejection in her thoughts.
"Miss Granger," Severus continued, "it would be prudent to raise this now. Neither of us can be sure if our words and feelings are our own or caused by the bond. We need to consider that once the bond is broken, we may wish to remove ourselves from these emotions. As such, as much as I really want to see you tomorrow, we cannot be alone together and I will ask Professor McGonagall to accompany us at all times. We must exercise extreme caution. I would love this to be real but we cannot assume that it is. This is an unknown quantity and I would hate for you to get hurt. Therefore we must resist any urges which will allow any sort of impropriety to occur. I expect this will not be easy but we must strengthen our resolve"
"I understand Sir," she said quietly.
Severus could sense her disappointment. He felt the same way too. There was something happening between them. If she had been thinking about him for a while and he had been thinking about her...oh gods for a while...then this could develop into something once she became the potions professor. Could he really let anything happen before then? He was the Headmaster for Merlin's sake. They'd be calling for his head. Did he really care about that? Of course he did. He wished he didn't.
"Miss Granger...Hermione, please know that I truly hope this is more than the bond. I admire you greatly but I hope you understand that the sooner we discover what this bond and its secrets are we will know where we stand," Severus stated.
It was obvious that they could not read each other's thoughts because at that moment he wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms. And strangely all Hermione wanted to do was hold him in hers.
"I can withdraw as your apprentice Sir if it would make it easier," Hermione said.
"That will not be necessary," Severus thought to her. "I will see you tomorrow afternoon. Try and keep yourself busy but I will be here if you need to talk"
"Thank you Se..Headmaster"
He lay back and groaned. He just wanted answers and he needed them now.