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Treading a Troubled Track	By : SnapesOnlyOne Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 1833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dinner preparations were rolling along fine, almost done, with the few mishaps here and there, the fire I’d started had been put out just in time, but not before singeing the feathers from a panicked owl trying to get away from the mini explosion. After apologizing profusely to Mrs. Weasley, the potions mistress in me had turned on and was able to pay much closer attention to what I was doing. Managing to help her complete the elaborate Christmas dinner without further incident, I noticed at several points during the preparations that Severus was watching me with a peculiar look in his eye that I couldn’t quite place.
Throughout the preparations, people had begun to arrive, that of which I’d not ever properly met but knew through my dealings in the Death Eater camp and the papers; Percy, Bill and Charlie Weasley, Fleur and her sister Gabrielle, Minister for Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt, Andromeda Tonks and the last and very reluctant looking arrivals, the Malfoys who seemed incredibly out of place in such a run down place. Their invitation having been sent by Harry who had wanted a chance for others to understand that they weren't completely horrible, clearly feeling uncomfortable they stayed close to the door, gazing around awkwardly, Andromeda moving to the opposite side of the room from Narcissa, the two refusing to acknowledge each other.
"Hello Lucius, Narcissa" I smile trying to ease the tension as I appear from the kitchen, working my way through the crowd of people and placing platters on the table.
"Ms. Blanchett? What brings you.... here?" Lucius asks, looking bored.
"Accompanying my betrothed" I comment, waving distractedly at Severus as I place the platter down on the long table and return to the kitchen to grab another platter, being easier to carry them this way than try to magically maneuver them through the crowded room. When the table is finally set I find myself seated at the far end of the table between Severus and Lucius, seeming that all of us ex-death eaters had been shunned to the far end to keep each other company. As dinner begins to dwindle down, plates being finished, the conversation peaks again.
"Ms. Blanchett, have you been in contact with your twin brother?"
I can’t help but flinch, looking up at the Minister for Magic, I can't believe that this would be the time for this conversation, surely it could have waited until later and in a more private setting.
"No Minister, I haven't seen nor have I heard from him since the war, I'm not entirely sure he even made it since it seems through the papers that my entire family was hunted down and killed by the remaining loyal followers."
"You're a twin?" Fred and George say in unison "you don't seem nearly fun enough to be a twin."
"Walk a mile in my shoes and you wouldn't either, this is the calmest my life has ever been."
"Why, Ms. Blanchett, would the Death Eaters target your family, who were also Death Eaters?"
"To punish my brother and I for our betrayal." I answer quietly, feeling suddenly uncomfortable sitting next to Lucius Malfoy. "My brother knew I was going to betray and he kept it concealed, he even went through the dangers of tailing me during the war while I was reviving the Order and protecting me. The last I saw of him... he was being punished for sport by The Dark Lord while he waited for Potter to show up in the forest. I was able to slip away at that point to try and find Severus..."
"Revive? What do you mean? How did you revive people? It's not possible."
"Clearly, Minister, it is. And that is information I will take to my grave, I won't risk it getting into the wrong hands. Ever."
"I suppose…” he sighed, clearly reluctant to let it go, “one last question Miss blanchett, and I will leave you be. Why did you go looking for Severus? Were the two of you… involved at that point, because if so then I must inform you that it would have been highly illegal. War hero or not."
I was silent, collecting myself before I revealed this very personal piece of information about myself. "We weren't together, this is quite… new. I felt him die. I can't explain why... but it was stronger than even my bond with my brother. I could feel it… I did- I... felt every bite and the ache of the venom as it spread through his body. I could feel the very moment he faded out and... I felt... empty."
"I don't think I understand what you mean."
I swallow, "Nor do I Minister, but since the very moment I met Severus, I have felt drawn to him, a need to be closer. I could sense his emotions even from afar, though I didn't know that was what I was feeling at that time, but since being near him after the war, I realized I have always seemed to know how he is feeling or how he will react. I can feel how he is feeling, like I'm feeling it for myself." I finished daring a glance over to Severus who is looking at me with an intense look and I realize this is going to be another fight at some point, another thing I didn't tell him.
"It sounds almost like anima socium, a pre-existing ingrained bond." Hermione starts " I've read about it,” Fred snorts and George quips “Of course you have Granger!” She scowls over to them both before continuing, “When two people who are meant to be partners; when they meet it releases an ancient magic which gives them the ability to always understand the other and know when the other is in need or even in danger. Though there hasn't been a documented case in over a century, and the ones that was documented could never be proven."
"As fascinating as that is, it would be mutual, which it is not." Severus drawls, still keeping his eyes on me.
"Your ability at Occlumency would interfere, you are used to shutting off emotion and feeling, so you wouldn't even notice it, Sir." she explains matter of factly.
"Well, I ask about your brother because paperwork came in to the ministry last week, adding you back onto all the family accounts, him being the older of the two, everything became his to control when the rest of your family passed on. So needless to say you are now back on all accounts and the family properties have been transferred to you as per his request."
I freeze, staring at the minister in shock for a moment, suddenly missing my brother terribly and feeling emotional as the tears well up in my eyes.
"Thank you Minister" I whisper, my voice cracking with emotion. Before excusing myself and heading upstairs. I close the bedroom door behind me and drop onto the edge of the bed, tears now falling freely.
*****
I watch Morwyn flee the room, clearly fighting back tears and I shake my head, how she ever survived the dark lord when she is so emotional I will never understand. I stay downstairs socializing with Lucius and Narcissa as the young ones file outside for another "friendly" quidditch match. I notice that Draco seems to be focusing on Hermione and I make a mental note, sure that there will be trouble at some point, if not this evening then in the definite future.

***)!!!(***

Since Morwyn had gone upstairs and the boys had gone outside, I decided to head to the front as I wasn’t sure how to be around Ginny just yet with the knowledge of my attraction to Harry. And even with the other girls there in the household, I actually wasn’t that close to any of them, at least not enough to feel comfortable to go and seek them out to talk.
I didn’t even think that, as I made my way out the front door, perhaps Malfoy wouldn’t be anywhere but with the other men of the house playing quidditch. But there he is, standing off to the side, looking up at the sky and watching the others fly freely.
I stood for a moment, looking at his profile smooth of hatred and spite, his handsome features even more so now. Under the moonlight, his features are illuminating, shining bright and silver, and I know how stunning he truly is, if only he was as nice as he is beautiful. His eyes shift to me and I freeze, his hand lifting slightly in a gesture for me to come to him.
After moving to him slowly, feeling as if in a trance, the moonlight and slowly falling snow pulling me to him. I stop mere inches from him and look into his steel grey eyes, the starlit sky reflecting from them as he reaches up to stroke my cheek, tracing a line down my jaw with his thumb and then brushing it gently across my lower lip, his eyes following his gently moving hand. Without warning, his lips come down onto mine, their softness taking me by surprise and I sigh, allowing his tongue to graze my bottom lip before pushing past my lips to explore. His tongue running over the roof of my mouth and my teeth before meeting mine in a passionate duel.
*****
There is a gentle knocking at the bedroom door and I flick my wand unlocking it before burying my face back down into the tear soaked pillows. I hear the door click shut and the sound of heels against the creaking wooden floor as the intruder approaches me and I feel a warm and comforting hand on the small of my back.
"Miss Blanchett? I came up to see if you were alright, I was going to bring you a glass of wine but Severus took it before I could make it to the bottom step. I suppose congratulations are in order." comes Narcissa's smooth voice as she perches herself on the edge of the bed. I nod, and smile my thanks as genuinely as my mood will allow.
Narcissa is quiet a moment, before clearing her throat and getting up from her perch next to me. I look up and watch her make her way to the window, looking up and out into the night sky. I see her taking in her surroundings outside, opening her mouth and then I see her blanch. Her reaction is so physical that I get up from my spot on the bed and come next to her and look down, seeing Draco Malfoy kissing Hermione. And not just any small kiss, but full on wrapped around her and plundering her mouth. Next to me, Narcissa gasps and then mutters ‘Oh Lucius.’ And I realize that she is perhaps worried about his reaction if he were to come upon them entwined.
"She's a brilliant girl, he could do worse" I whisper, gently clasping her shoulder.
"She shan't be brilliant if Lucius catches them and loses his temper Miss Blanchett, Draco’s bestowing of affection foolishly could lead to the end of the pureblood Malfoy line, his father will not take that lightly. Nor will the Minister take the loss of Lucius’ temper lightly!" she snaps, raising her voice slightly, clearly irritated by my comment and stressed by the situation.
"Purebloods are dying out, and they will continue to do so Narcissa, there is nothing that will prevent that, it is foolish to believe otherwise"
"Your father is turning in his grave at your words Ms. Blanchett"
"I think he began turning in his grave long before that moment, perhaps when I defied the Dark Lord, or when I resurrected members of the opposition, or perhaps when I chose to lay with Severus, or maybe even when my body began to nurture his child. Regardless, I make my decisions as a woman, not a child forced to do so by ludicrous family expectations. I'm free to live as I please, and am the happiest I have ever been. Do you not wish that for Draco? For yourself? Is the woman sleeping across the hall from me not your sister? Your blood? Look at what our great families have brought us. Bloodshed, losses, heartbreak and misery, is it not time to change that?"
"Lucius will not be so easily swayed in his beliefs, this is his only son... his only child."
"So let Draco be and have another if you must, he's a man, they are easy enough to sway with the right... leverage."
*****
"So... Morwyn Blanchett, how on earth did you manage that Severus?"
"As the conversation goes, it was meant...to..be.."
"I must say, that I am impressed, I was starting to question your… preferences"
“And what Lucius, were hoping you were my type?”
Lucius smirked, “Ah yes Severus, I always wondered what you’d look like under me.”
“You mean as you ride my cock?”
Lucius sneered, as Lupin coughed, choking on his drink before getting up.
Lucius smirked even wider, “Of course Severus, after I hold you down, you mean?”
“Yes, Lucius, when I wrap that pretty hair around my fist as I pound you.”
Lucius snorted, rearranging his robes over his knee and crossing his legs, “You wish old man.”
*****
Both men turned as Narcissa and I appeared at the bottom of the staircase, Narcissa avoiding Lucius' gaze and me narrowing my eyes at Severus.
"Should I be concerned you're going to leave me for the pretty blonde to your left Severus?" I smirk wrapping my arms over his shoulder and kissing the top of his head.
"Hardly, I don't participate in foolish wand waving" he smirks before shrugging me off his shoulders, suddenly remembering that he is angry with me.
"Severus, it wasn't important enough to worry about, don't get yourself all worked up over nothing" I whisper, half pleading, not wanting to have another fight.
"Narcissa my dear, what is troubling you?"
"It's nothing my love" she responds as she passes a window and flinches slightly, trying to pull her attention away. Lucius stands and clears the distance between them in a few long strides and pulls Narcissa into his arms, kissing her gently on the head before he freezes, his eyes falling on his son in the front yard. His whole body visibly tenses but I get distracted by the commotion of everyone coming back inside from their game. Harry, immediately noticing the change in Lucius' demeanour, follows his gaze and curses before rushing out the front door and startling the two apart.

***)!!!(***

"What the bloody hell is going on `Mione?! Malfoy get your damn hands off of her! Are you stupid?!” Harry rushes forward, trying to pull Hermione away.
"Harry, it's not your business, please-"
"Lucius is watching the pair of you from the window, he looks like he may be about to snap"
My eyes shift to the window and I gasp when my eyes meet his cold steel ones, I try to pull away from Draco, but he holds me in place.
"I won't let him hurt you, and if it were to come down to it, I would choose you over him Hermione, if you'll have me."
I shift my eyes to Harry who looks uncomfortable. And then turn back to Draco and nod. I pull from Draco and begin making my way up to the house when Draco and Harry catch up, neither willing to let me enter the house alone. I pull open the door and take a deep breath, stepping into the sitting room and turning my gaze to Mr. Malfoy who keeps his back to me, continuing to stare out the window. Upon looking closer I see that Narcissa is holding his arms and whispering something to him as he appears to be taking deep breaths. I glance over to Morwyn and Severus as I step towards Lucius. Both Severus and Morwyn shake their heads, Morwyn lifts her hand signaling me to stop and wait.
"Father-" comes Draco's firm voice.
But Lucius' visibly trembling hand comes up to silence him. He stands silently for several long moments before gently wrenching himself from Narcissa's grasp and turning to face me. The silence in the room is deafening as the crowd watches on, most confused as to what is happening, and those who do know have placed a hand on their wands, ready to intervene at a moments notice as Lucius steps forward taking me in for a briefly before nodding his head.
"Miss Granger" he comments calmly before returning to his seat beside Severus who looks as shocked as the rest of the room at Lucius' choice to ignore the situation. After a few moments of awkward silence Lucius waves his hand dismissively.
"Carry on, there's no further drama happening here this evening."
"Lucius, my love, come upstairs, Mrs. Weasley has given us the room beside Severus and Ms. Blanchett for the evening, it's late and I am fatigued." Narcissa speaks calmly, gently tugging at Lucius until he reluctantly stands and begins towards the stairs.
"Do you think we should give them the heads up Fred?"
"I dunno George, might be more fun to camp out in the hallway tonight and see who comes out to complain about the noise first."
"What noise?" Lucius asks, his tone showing annoyance.
"Oh just the headboard hitting the wall, the screaming and and other juicy noises that may come from the room next door." Fred smirks turning his gaze to Severus who appears to be grinding his teeth again.
"I wasn't aware that it was to be dinner and entertainment tonight Severus, but if you insist on putting on a show, I assure you that I will make certain you have an audience." Lucius smirks, before disappearing up the stairs with Narcissa.
*****
“Severus, I just--” And before I know it, he has grabbed me about the waist and landed softly against the mattress, taking me with him, spelling our clothes away. All he has to do is touch me, and I feel a gush of liquid warmth pulse inside me, my parts already becoming engorged with blood and need for him, my clitoris throbs. He pushes me onto my hands and knees and enters me in one thrust, bringing his hand down hard onto my behind, jerking a pained gasp from me and I moan. Surprising myself that I enjoy him spanking me. And I realize, this is my punishment… but how punished am I really? His thrusts are deep and hard, jerking me back by the small dip of my waist, wrapping his beautiful long fingered hands, the tips touching in the middle of my softening tummy as he fucks me hard.
His thrusts become jerking, pulling me back as he thrusts into me in short bursts. I know he is about to come when he reaches down between the apex of my thighs and rubs his fingers over me, stimulating me and I buck back into him, desperate for release, in pain from the build up, it’s sweet torture as he pulls cries from me, his other hand kneading the full flesh of my unabused cheek. Each firm thrust into me, he tweaked my clit and squeezed my bum, draped half over me and my orgasm rolled through me, and he kept thrusting and my cries got louder and louder and called Severus’ name over and over, calling out to Merlin and Goddess alike for release and I felt him go rigid behind me, calling out and releasing inside of me with a deep guttural groan before collapsing in a sweaty and exhausted heap on the mattress.
And as we begin to try to catch our breath, there is a creaking from the door as if a weight is being removed from the outside.
"Impressive performance old man, quite a singer you have there. Same time tomorrow?" comes Lucius voice from the hallway followed by the maniacal laughter of the twins.
"Merlin! I didn't think he was serious" I gasp, a furious blush creeping up my face.
"Sleep now Morwyn, I will repay him in the morning" he whispers, pulling me tightly against his firm chest and pulling the blankets up over us. I place a gentle kiss against his throat before curling into him and drifting off into a contented sleep.
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