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NAME: MORTICIA HEARTLESS
E-MAIL ADDRESS: morticiaheartless@yahoo.com
TITLE: THE BLACK PHOENIX
SUMMARY: Petunia Dursley has divorced Vernon Dursley
and disappeared into the magical world with Dudley, their son. Now Petunia is
having dreams about a black phoenix. She can’t fight the feeling that the
phoenix is some one she knows in the wizarding world. Who is the black phoenix?
(OK, Severus will appear OOC. Ladies please remember a man will do anything to
get in your panties. Even apologize.)
CATEGORIES: PWP
PAIRING: SEVERUS SNAPE/PETUNIA EVANS DURSLEY
SEQUEL: NOT A SEQUEL, BUT A SIDE STORY INSPIRED
BY ‘PROPHECY’S CHILD’, WRITTEN BY
KATASTROPHE, AND FOUND AT MUGGLENET FF, ROMANCE, R/Hr, H/G, PAGE 7.
AUTHORS NOTE: I
would like to thank Katastrophe for the plot in ‘PROPHECY’S CHILD’, and ask for
forgiveness for carrying a part of her story ‘ONE STEP BEYOND’ her intended
destination. I recommend that you read “PROPHECY’S CHILD” before you read this.
You will then be familiar with the background that I worked with.
DISCLAMER: To JKR, the world of Harry Potter is yours
not mine. Please don’t get mad because I come to play sometimes. P. S. I make no money for this fiction.
THE BLACK PHOENIX
BY: MORTICIA HEARTLESS
DREAMS OF THE BLACK PHOENIX
Awaken by her dreams again, Petunia rose from her bed
and walked to her desk, picked up her quill, opened her diary and wrote about
her dream. Thirty-seven
dreams in as many nights. She examined her feelings and discovered that she
didn’t love him, but her lust for him was there. “Each night, each dream was more
erotic than the one before. Vernon
never did that for me. Who is it I want? Whom do I want that badly? Severus
Snape of course, Harry calls him the Black Bat. I see him as tall, elegant,
sophisticated, and incredibly sexy. I bet he is an excellent roll in the
hay. I will start, today. He will not be
an easy mark. I will have to take it slowly and easily for this to work. Maybe
I should check with Molly before I make my move. Find out if there is a girlfriend,” she wrote. Her
mind drifted to the dream. It started to replay.
Petunia
Dursley felt the black feathers touch her breasts and moaned with desire. They
swept down her abdomen and touched the triangle of dark blonde curls just above
her legs. She shivered and called out a name. She felt his wings surround and
engulf her in a wave of heated passion. The tip of one wing stroked her inner
thigh causing fire and ice to course through her loins in delicious waves. A
warm moist mouth worked its way down her throat and chest. It then took each of
her nipples in turn lathing them, sending pleasure coursing through her again.
The wing finely stroked the core of her need and sent her over the edge. Her
heart raced, body convulsed, breath quickened, and eyes popped open, this is
the first orgasm she can remember.
NEXT MORNING
Harry had a potions laboratory installed in the
basement of the Manor for Severus Snape to do experiments for the Order and for
Snape’s research on the Wolfsbane Potion, which could, he hoped, lead to a cure
for Remus’ lycanthropy. Severus came every morning, during the summer holidays,
to work in the lab and write his results in his journal. As he approached the
dining room, Petunia called to him, “Good morning, Professor Snape. I hope you
slept well last night.”
Snape froze at her words. He fixed her with one of his
trademark glares, and said icily, “Well enough.” Petunia flinched at his cold
tone, had she been standing, she would have stepped backwards.
She flooed Molly Weasley that morning to talk, they
did this twice a week. Molly usually came over and helped Petunia with the
things she didn’t understand, and introduced ‘Pet’, as Molly called her, to
another aspect of the world in which Harry lived. Questions were abundant and
ranged over many subjects, including gossip.
“Does Severus have a girlfriend?” Petunia asked Molly.
“No, but we can always hope for the best,” Molly
replied. “He’s been alone for so long that some have given up hope that he will
ever have a normal life. I, however, am not one of those people.”
That afternoon as Idget served her lunch and she asked
him to prepare a tray and to bring it to her. She was going to take it to
Severus, along with some mail that had just arrived for him. She wanted him to notice her as a woman. Working to
make his time at the Manor pleasant and productive was the way she chose to
catch his eye. Petunia took the tray from the elf, over his protests, walked
down to the lab, knocked lightly twice and waited for Severus to answer.
“What?” he all but shouted.
“I brought you mail that has just arrived for you and
a small lunch. I won’t bother you further. Good
day, Severus,” she replied weakly, she put the tray down, turned to leave,
trying to hide her fear, lowering her eyes discreetly. Severus’ bellows held
more venom than Vernon’s.
Her fear was almost palpable.
Severus took the food and mail, and for the first
time, took a long hard look at Petunia Dursley.
She had changed after the divorce. She was trying to affect a serene,
relaxed and confident air. Still, Petunia reacted negatively to his loud voice.
She was not a beauty, but she was a handsome woman and her slender body begged
to be touched. He knew she was trying to be sociable and polite, but he was
neither sociable nor polite. Her unconscious body language was unmistakable.
Petunia Evens, as he now thought of her, wanted him; it was the why that he had
a hard time understanding.
As the days passed, Petunia kept asking if he had
slept well and bringing him lunch and mail every day. After two weeks had
passed, Petunia had a feeling that she was making headway. She noticed that
Severus was not as testy and even said ‘Thank you’ when she had delivered an
ingredient that he had been waiting for three weeks.
Severus was growing use to her daily visits. He almost
looked forward to her soft, uncertain voice. She delivered his lunch and mail,
keeping the distraction to a minimum. Over the last three weeks, Severus had
worked hard at removing the harshness in attitude and demeanor. Harry tended
to protect his family, and Severus didn’t want to lose the excellent lab in the
dungeons of Potter Manor. He turned to the courtly manors
taught to him by his mother. A simple modified version, some velvet and less
snap in his voice, simple explanations for bad days, and some semblance of
tentative friendship. He could tolerate that to keep his lab privileges. Minor
though they were the changes were necessary. “And I hate every one of the changes,” he thought.
The next day at lunch Severus asked in a neutral tone,
“Ms. Evens, would you consent to dinner with me?”
Petunia’s eyes grew large with shock. “Him, asking me? Oh, My, God.” she thought. “Wh…Why, yes I will,” she answered
nervously.
“I am free tomorrow night, would that be suitable?” he
queried in the same neutral voice.
She replied, “Acceptable,” her voice slightly fearful.
“Good, shall we say around seven-thirty then?” there
was a small purr in his voice.
Petunia cleared her throat, and in a falsely confident
tone said, “Seven-thirty then,”
DUDLEY’S SURPRISE
Dudley was surprised to find
out that his Mum had a date, but liked the fact that she was finally getting on with life now. Dudley
even asked if she wanted him to have a talk with Severus about the birds and
the bees just in case, Severus had forgotten
something. “After all mum, he stays in the basement all day long and I don’t
see any women going in or out. Sooo…” She swatted him for his efforts, giggling
the whole time.
Dudley knew the two of them
wouldn’t work out in the end, but so did his mum. She told him it was just a
start for her. She knew that Severus loved someone else but that was okay with
her. She didn’t need an entanglement with someone at this point. She just
wanted a start, and that’s all he was for her.
Dudley needed to talk to Harry, but Harry was in
London training, so he owled Harry to ask if
Harry could help him find a date for tomorrow night so he would be out
of the way for his Mum and her date. Harry agreed and asked whom Aunt Petunia
had a date. Dudley replied, “You don’t
need or want to know Harry. Just trust me on this one, okay?” Harry did as Dudley
asked and kept his nose out of his aunt’s business.
Harry arranged a date with Nancy Spinnet, a Medi-Witch
in training, for dinner and dancing at the Mad
Hatter, THE new hot spot in London’s
wizarding community. Harry gave Dudley
500 galleons, pocket money to pay for everything and told him to keep the
change, “for being a good friend the last few months.”
START YOUR ENGINE
Severus knocked and Idgit admitted him to Potter manor
and taken to the parlor by Idget. Petunia rose and held out her hand. Severus
took her hand, gave her a courtly bow, and then said in his silky baritone,
“Petunia, you look nice.”
“Thank you Severus,” she said, anxieties clear in her
voice.
“Have you ever apparated Petunia,” he said quietly.
“No, is it painful?” she whispered in a small-frightened
voice.
“No, just a little disorienting if you are new to it,”
he stated as he moved to place her wrap on her shoulders. His strong arm
wrapped around her slender frame as he guided her to the apparition point. Then
he enfolded her in his arms and whispered in her ear, “Close your eyes, take a
deep breath, and…” A loud pop interrupted his voice. “We
are there. Look.” Petunia kept her eyes closed for a few more seconds to let
the spinning in her head to stop then opened them to see her surroundings. They
were in a small walkway between two buildings. She was surprised to see how
clean it was.
She tingled where Severus touched her and enjoyed his
sandalwood and spice aroma. ‘Absolutely
delicious,’ she thought.
“Would you like some wine or maybe something a little
stronger?” Severus inquired as they walked to the restaurant.
“No, wine would be fine,” Petunia, responded.
“May I order or do you have a preference as to the
meal for tonight?” He asked his voice soft and casual.
“No, order as you please, I like most anything. I can
enjoy all foods except pomegranates, it’s because I’m allergic,” she responded
in the same tone.
“Very well, shall we will have roasted chicken, herbed
potatoes, grilled carrots, and French Silk Chocolate Pie for dessert. Will that
suffice?” he queried.
“Yes that will be fine,” she whispered.
“And as an appetizer, oysters on the half shell?” he
suggested.
“Absolutely,” she said breathlessly, as they
approached their destination.
PAST INTERUPTS
As Severus gave their order, Petunia noticed a rather
ugly man stand up and move toward their table. She instantly recognized the man
as Vernon Dursley and the look on his face wasn’t pleasant, at all.
“What,” he bellowed, “are you doing here with the
likes of him?” Vernon
pointed at Severus.
“Why Vernon,
what a pleasure to see you again, it’s been, what, ten months since our divorce
was final? In case you forgot, with the divorce, I no longer answer to you,”
she answered coldly but softly. Her face showed no fear, only disgust.
“You’re here with…with one of them. How could you, you
bi…” Vernon
sputtered to a halt. Petunia heard Severus mumble, but couldn’t quite hear the
word he spoke. The look of panic on Vernon’s
face was amusing.
Severus used ‘Silencio’
to protect Petunia and himself from any embarrassment. ‘I love wandless magic’ he thought.
“Yes, I’m now dating a scientist. Go on Vernon
you can say it: scientist. See, very simple,” she said calmly. Severus was
impressed with how she had covered for him and covered well.
“Mr. Dursley, if I may speak to you privately, say
outside? Petunia dear, I will return in a few minutes,” Severus drawled. The
look on Vernon Dursley’s face when Severus had called Petunia “dear” was
priceless, a mixture of fear, jealousy and regret.
Severus stood up, took Vernon’s
arm in an iron grip, and walked him outside. He slammed Vernon
into the side of the building, and said with forced civility, “You call her
that name in front of me and I’ll beat the bloody
hell out of you. Then tell Potter and help him kill you, very slowly and very
painfully. Why, even your own son might want to have a go at you,” Severus
hissed venomously. “Now, I’m going to remove IT, when I do, go back to your table and eat your dinner. Then, pay
for it, take your date wherever, but you will leave Petunia Evans alone. Do you
understand, Mr. Dursley?”
Vernon
gave an affirmative nod, swallowed hard, and closed his eyes, waited for the
curse to be lifted. He heard ‘Finite’
and passed out. Severus left him on the ground and went to join Petunia.
By the time, Severus returned to the table, the food
was arriving. “I’m sorry that took so long Petunia, but you know, man talk,”
Severus said in a nonchalant voice. “Shall we eat?”
“Yes, you got back just in time,” she said in a smooth
voice.
ROMANTUS INTERUPTUS
During their meal, they talked about Dudley
and then he made his only mistake of the evening. “Unlike Potter, your son
shows real promise in potions.”
“Professor Snape, if you make one more derogatory
remark about my nephew, I will end this evening and ask Harry to ban you from
Potter Manor, am I clear?” Petunia uttered calmly.
“Yes, yes you are correct.” Severus replied rebuffed
soundly.
“Very well, shall we continue?” she asked. The annoyed
tone in her voice clearly stated her feelings on the subject. Petunia thought
about how to knock the chill off the evening, but could not come up with
anything. Finely she tried “Severus, my nephew is a fine young man. Make no
mistake Harry is a man. After years
of abuse from me and my family, he saved Dudley
from Dementors. Harry could have run away, but he stayed and fought to save Dudley’s
soul. Then when I stood up for him at home, Vernon
threw us out. Harry found out that same day that he had a real home, not just a
house, but also a real Manor. Then he did the unthinkable: he offered my son
and me a home. After every thing we have done to him, he gave us a home. I will
always fight for him. I discovered that I love him. Please try to understand,”
Petunia told him passionately.
“I see. Harry is more grown up than I allowed myself
to believe. Petunia, I’m sorry for upsetting you. I promise that I will never
say another disparaging word about that fine young man,” Severus intoned
solemnly. He held out his hand for her and as she took it he stood, pulled her
to her feet, and kissed her feverishly. This
action sent shivers down Petunia’s body. The restaurant’s patrons cheered and a
few wolf whistles were heard too.
PETUNIA’S WISH
Severus escorted Petunia back to the apparition point
and put his arms around her again. “Once more into the breach my dear, once more,” he whispered into her ear. POP, they were
outside the Potter Manor.
“Severus, please come in and have a drink. We could
talk a little more, if you like,” Petunia suggested as they walked to the Manor
from the Apparition point. She wanted to warm up the evening after the ‘Talk’
about Harry.
Severus looked at her for a few seconds, then said,
“Yes, why not.” “This could be easier
than I thought.” But still the question of “why does she want me?”
They walked into the sitting room. Petunia offered
Severus a brandy and poured herself a glass of port. Severus, surprised by the
excellence of the brandy said, "This is a very good ending to this night.”
Petunia looked at him and spoke firmly, “Why does it
have to end Severus?” Petunia's boldness shocked her, but decided to go for the
gold. “I want you. I’m not in love with you; I lust for you. I’m not naïve. I
know that you are in love with someone else. For whatever reason, you cannot be
with her at this time. I don’t want a permanent relationship. I just need a
tension release. I only want sexual companionship, not love. Now for me now,
love hurts. I just need your…,” she blushed and swallowed hard then
apprehensively cleared her throat and said, “body. I need your body.”
Severus slowly looked up and saw truth in Petunia’s
eyes. He cleared his throat and said, “Petunia, I don’t know how you figured
out that I’m in love with someone, but you are right. I can’t be with her now.
We must wait until this war is over. This is as much for her safety as mine is,
and yes, I could use a sexual companion myself. I do not love you; however, I
do respect you for telling me the truth at the start. I will do my very best to
relieve your… tension,” he said with a smirk.
“Before you start to think it, I do not kiss and tell. You are not a whore. I
am only your second partner. You will find the right man, and soon I hope. You
deserve love.”
Petunia all but melted as the silk in Severus’ voice
as it caressed her ears. With a sigh she replied, “Yes, I want a partner that
is experienced, ah, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I do know what you are saying,” Severus growled,
sending shivers down Petunia’s spine. He took her in his arms and kissed her so
thoroughly she almost fainted. “You’ve never been properly kissed, have you?”
he asked.
“Oh God, not like that, no,” Petunia whispered
shakily.
Severus laughed a rich sexy growl of a laugh and told
her, “It’s time you learn just how a woman should feel with a competent lover.
You will know what total relaxation is when I’ve done with you.” The smile on
his face would have sent every Gryffindor to the Hospital Wing in shock. It was
a real smile, an honest smile, a beautiful smile. He kissed her again.
“Let me help you forget the past, Petunia,” Severus
said as he kissed her again, and again, leaving her weak and trembling. Severus
slid his hand down her back, the zipper following right behind his hand.
Petunia moaned at his touch. His hand was hot as he rubbed small circles on her
bare back. “I believe your bedroom awaits us, Petunia,” he purred in her ear,
and left a trail of hot kisses down her long graceful neck and onto her bare
shoulder.
Breathlessly she murmured, “I, ah, this way.”
When they got to her bedroom, he slipped her dress off
her slowly, kissing every bit of newly exposed skin. He could hear her moaning,
purring, groaning, and whispering words he couldn’t hear clearly. When her
dress touched the floor, he slid his fingers down her body and into the top
band of her knickers, with his thumb on the outside and his fingers sliding
down her slender hips, removing her knickers with his hands. Severus could
smell the fragrance of her arousal and felt his strong response. He stood up
encircling her with his arms undoing her bra and sliding the straps lightly
down her arms.
“Severus,” her husky voice groaned, “You still have….”
Severus kissed her, murmured “Divestus,” and slipped
his hands to her buttocks, pulling her forcefully against his naked body. She
moaned and moved rhythmically against him. He moved his left hand around to
brush her mound lightly. She jumped and began whispering filthy words in his
ear and pulled him into a hungry, reckless kiss. He pulled away and looked into
her eyes. They were full of want and lust. He scooped her up and gently
deposited her on the edge of the high four-poster bed.
Severus spread her legs and knelt before her. He
kissed his way up the inside of each thigh to the apex. Taking a deep breath,
he started kissing and licking her hot moist center. Petunia screamed his name and said, “oh yes,
harder…deeper…OH FUCK AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH YES YES. I want your cock in me, NOW
SEVERUS. Fuck me.”
Severus laughed and said, “You like to talk dirty,
don’t you?”
“Yes, God yes. Vernon
would not let me do it. Said it wasn’t lady-like. I believed him,” she said in
a rush. “What a fool I was. Severus, talk dirty
to me. Please, I want to hear filth come from your mouth, please,” she begged
him.
“What a fuckless, self made bastard Vernon Dursley is.
He deliberately ignored your needs to further his desire to dominate and
control every aspect of your life. You are going to scream whatever dirty
filthy words you want. If you want me to do anything, just ask. I will do as
you ask,” he growled as he slipped two fingers into her core and started to
pump them in and out slowly but firmly. He found her clitoris and sucked on it
gently.
“OH, yes, harder, faster, deeper, yes, NOW, NOW, NOW,
YES, YES, YES, YES, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed incoherently.
Severus stood up and looked at the aftermath of his
efforts. Petunia lay there breathing hard and quivering with the aftershocks of
her orgasm. “How did you like the beginning my dear Petunia?” his silky
baritone queried. “It only gets better, you know.”
“Better?” she asked in a husky voice. Severus nodded
as he crawled onto the bed and reclined. “Oh my God, I’m a dead woman,” she
stated lustily, and joined him, lying by his side. “Fuck me Severus. Do it
hard, fast, and deep.”
“As my lady wishes,” Severus purred, and moved over
her. He kissed her hard, letting his hands roam her body freely and completely.
He kissed his way down her throat to suck her breast into his mouth and ravage
it thoroughly. He wrapped his arms around Petunia and rolled over, placing her
on top. As he slid into her opening he said, “I’m going to let you fuck me
senseless. As fast and hard and deep as you want Petunia. Burn me with the heat
of your passion… Oh yes,” he groaned as she began to move.
Petunia bounced up and down completely sheathing his eight
inches as she came down. She whimpered and moaned as she pounded herself into
him. Severus cupped her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples making her
squeal with delight. Severus could feel her tighten and knew he had to hold out
until she came. He could also feel himself tighten and knew he was close to
losing himself and his control. “Come for me my sweet, come for me. Come now my
sweet,” he purred silkily. His words and the light pinching of her breasts
pushed Petunia over the edge and as she came.
“OH, sweet God, Don’t stop, you do not stop your sweet
dick, oh baby push that stiff cock hard. Fuck me deeper. You’re so thick, so
long, so strong. Ram that dick baby, ram it deep, hard. Oh AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH
FUCK-A-ME,” she shouted hoarsely. The filth that came from her mouth impressed
and excited him so much that he had his best orgasm in some time.
It took them thirty minutes to recover from their
diversion. Finely Severus spoke, “I must go. Petunia, you are a wonderful
companion. I enjoyed tonight, but I must leave. Shall we meet again, next week,
say Wednesday?”
“Yes, how about I cook to save travel time?” she
purred, sleepily.
“Yes, that will be fine,” he replied. He flicked his
wand and they were clean and dressed, he in his clothes, and her in a thin,
silky nightgown. Another flick and Petunia was under the covers of her bed.
Severus kissed her cheek and turned out the lights. He left her to sleep, both
happy with how the night ended.
IN HER DREAMS
She dreamed of a large black Phoenix
touching her naked body. She shivered in her sleep as the dream became more
vivid. Petunia Dursley felt the black feathers touch her breasts and moaned
with desire. They swept down her abdomen and touched the triangle of dark curls
just above her legs. Petunia shivered and called out a name. She felt his wings
surround and engulf her in a wave of heated passion. The tip of one wing
stroked her inner thigh causing fire and ice to course through her loins in
delicious waves. A warm moist mouth worked its way down her throat and chest.
It then took each of her nipples in turn lathing them, sending pleasure
coursing through her again. The wing finely stroked the core of her need and
sent her over the edge. Her heart raced, body convulsed, breath quickened, and
eyes popped open, Petunia had another wet dream. She woke up, smiled sleepily,
rolled over, and slept peacefully for the rest of the night.
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