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Stress Relief	By : pittwitch Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 29374 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Perilous Parties
“There you are!” Severus exclaimed in relief as he swept into the room, his robes billowing behind him, face drawn and pinched, finding Nicole curled up on the sofa in his private chambers, dozing with a book draped open in her lap.
Startled, she jerked fully awake, knocking the book to the floor as she raised her wand in instant defense. Confused slightly, she stared at Severus as he hurried across the room to fall on his knees in front of her, resting his pale hands on her knees.
“I have searched everywhere for you!” he continued, slightly out of breath.
“I was in the library but then I did grow hungry,” she answered with a barely stifled yawn. “I came here for a bowl of soup and decided to read somewhere more comfortable.” She sat more upright and lowered her wand, studying his unreadable face. “What is the matter, Severus?” she inquired, concern crowding the sleepiness from her voice.
“The Carrows have invited themselves to dinner tonight. In turn, they have piqued the Dark Lord’s curiosity about my ‘cock-whore’,” he moaned.
“Very well,” Nicole tried to console him. “I am quite comfortable with their assessment of me, although it is a bit of an underestimation,” she added with a smirk and a chuckle. “Rather large underestimation actually.”
“This is not about name-calling, Nicole,” he growled, scowling all the while in a manner that would have rendered lesser souls to tears. “The Dark Lord has demanded that you accompany me this evening.”
“Again, very well, I shall endeavor to find something suitable for a cock-whore to wear to a dinner party at such a grand place as Malfoy Manor,” she answered him smoothly, not understanding his dismay.
“Nicole, I do not want to endanger you!”
She smiled softly at him, smoothing his hair away from his face before cradling it in her hands. She bent forward and kissed his forehead ever so gently before resting hers against his for just a few moments, gathering her words around her.
“I endangered myself by coming to you. This is naught but my own doing, Severus. I challenged those nasty excuses for wizardkind. I did this. Not you.”
“I invited you here!” he roared at her. “I should have left myself to my memories!”
Nicole smiled warmly at him, rubbing her thumb along his all-too prominent cheekbone. “Such wonderful memories they are but they compare not to the ones we’ve made since I accepted your gracious invitation. Severus, you are not Atlas. You cannot carry the fate of the entire world all alone. This blame falls on me,” she cajoled at him. His black eyes glittered at her, astonished at her assessment of the precarious situation that they found themselves in.
“You are far too good for me,” he murmured, lowering his head to rest it on her leg.
“You are quite good for me as well,” she tried to joke, stroking his hair.
Wanly, he smiled against her leg, conceding that he would not convince the headstrong Frenchwoman to escape the doom of dining with the Dark Lord.
“Now, my dearest Headmaster, shall I dress as a common Knockturn Alley cock whore, or shall I dress as Lady Dupont? Or perhaps a naughty schoolmistress?” She giggled then, teasing him with scenarios that had nothing to do with meeting the Dark Lord Voldemort in his stronghold.
“I must admit those all appeal to me in one sense or another.” He shook his head against her leg. “Hold now!” he gasped, realization dawning on him as his lustful imaginings took a back seat. “Lady Dupont?”
“Of course, Severus. I have held the title since my mother’s demise,” she explained, quite baffled by his astonishment. “Surely you knew that? The staff gossiped so much about the whole sordid event during the TriWizard Tournament?” she nearly yelped at him.
“Since you obviously are not aware, allow me to enlighten you. I am not often privy to staff gossip or what has ever passed for camaraderie in this school!” He glowered at her angrily.
“Of course not! I merely thought that you would have overheard some of my less than kind colleagues mocking me and my title behind my back!” she snarled back at him.
He sniffed and sat back on his haunches. “I did not.”
“Very well then. No matter. I shall endeavor to be a proper partner for this lovely dinner party tonight. I suppose I shall have to dress more as Lady Dupont no matter. I am not entirely certain that the Lord Malfoy will not recognize me.”
“You have met Lucius previously?” Snape asked grumpily.
“Once or twice at political type functions,” she murmured as she bent over to retrieve her book. “I am not all that memorable, Severus. He may not recognize me at all.”
“That is untrue. You are memorable, Nicole.” He struggled to his feet, offering her his hand to assist her to her feet as well.
“Well, I am glad that you find me memorable, but most others do not.” She stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. “I could always pretend not to speak English well enough to carry on any in-depth conversations.”
“The Dark Lord would know of your deception. That would be quite dangerous, Nicole. I warn you not to play games this evening,” he cautioned her sternly.
“Very well. I only like playing games behind closed doors. With you,” she tossed at him as she headed for the bedchamber to find a dress. “What will you be wearing this evening? I should avoid anything that might clash.”
“As is my standard, I will be wearing black,” he grumbled again, trailing after her.
“Hmmmm,” she hemmed while standing in front of the wardrobe he had graciously allowed her for her visit. “I think this shall complement your black quite nicely.” She yanked out a pale blue dress, very simply styled and held it to her. “Perhaps it would be nicer in silver?” she asked as she passed her wand over the surface, changing it to a very shimmery silver.
“Yes, silver, witch!” he agreed, grabbing her by the hips and pressing his lips to hers in the desperate passion needed to erase his fears for even a few stolen moments.
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