DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  M/f Breathing, ragged and arrhythmic, sometimes melding in harmony, sometimes breaking apart in counterpoint, sometimes a grunt, sometimes a sigh.   This...freeing the cloak from her clutches and limping heavily away from the scene.   The last thing he heard was an incredulous, “Lucius!?”   Surely his game was now up?  

DISCLAIMER: SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  A big row and a little bit of flirtation Lucius looked around the room, discomposed by the three pairs of eyes levelled squarely upon him.   “Well…”...the room.   Hermione drew a heavy breath, drained what was left of the brandy and Floo’d disconsolately back to her lonely room.   Perhaps she would get to see that scar one day…    

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  D/s, M/F Rose was finding it more and more difficult to concentrate on her book, the further the hands of the clock crept around its face.   At the... “But you already have!   You just said your maternal grandmother was a Rosier!”   There was a wild and very pregnant silence, until Rose broke it with the obvious gasp of “Seraphine!”  

DISCLAIMER - see chapter one Warnings: M/F, Oral “Did you see it coming, though?   I saw it coming, I think, but not quite so…precipitously.   I thought it might take a bit more engineering of...wildly around the room.   “I think I need to…do something.   Say goodbye to Snape and Rose for me.”   And she stalked off while Lucius slowly shook his head at her retreating backside.  

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  M/F Lucius had elected not to allow any pupils to spend the Christmas break in school – after all, he muttered, at least they all came from magical stock...the area behind her teeth, when the door clicked open.   “Happy New…argh!”   Rose shrieked and leapt backwards, landing rather forcefully against her husband’s solar plexus.  

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings: Tort, M/f Hermione started at the sound of the wards being undone, placing her book beside her on the narrow bed and swinging to a sitting position, ready...for a comprehensive sampling of the feast revealed within.   Perhaps she wouldn’t need cranberry sauce, but Severus had the feeling his wife was going to enjoy her stuffing this Christmas.  

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  UST “If I didn’t know better, I’d say it was magical,” breathed Hermione, her face transformed to the way it must have looked when she was much younger,...don’t dance!”   “Oh, there’s still a great deal you don’t know about me, Madam Snape,” he retorted and with that she was manipulated into the starting position for the pasa doble.  

DISCLAIMER - See chapter one Warnings:  OMG, no smut!  Sorry! Hermione felt almost human again by the time she was invited wordlessly into Professor Snape’s chambers the following evening.   Refreshed...through the thickening crowds, allowing Lucius to trail along in her wake, wondering exactly how he was going to get her to remove her coat so he could check out her arse in those tight jeans.  

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  M/F, Preg Strange what you found yourself clinging to, when circumstances were desperate enough, mused Hermione.   Her dirty, broken fingernails clutched...while his hand crept down, navigating around her bump until it found the damp curls that curtained her sex.   This was one way to put that infernal Gryffindor overachiever out of his mind.  

DISCLAIMER - SEE CHAPTER ONE Warnings:  Preg The triumvirate of plotters met in deepest secret in the dungeons each night, endlessly turning over their options, mooting schemes and then rejecting...she was ingesting.   Books were what was needed, she decided – lots of books – and she sailed off to the library, conscious now of how the weight in front of her slowed her movements.