No one Comes When You cry | By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I do not own any of the characters or places from the Harry Potter books or films. They all belong to J.K. Rowling. All that is mine is Sky, the houses in the wall and the plot. Oh, and the wand is mine too. I am not making any money from the writing of this story.
No One Comes When You Cry
Thanks to my beta; pittwitch for making this readable.
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Chapter 16 The Final Test, Has the Curse Gone?
Picking up the second of the blue bound volumes, Severus expected another diary and was about to put it down when he noticed the gold lettering on the cover was only just becoming visible. As he watched, the gold lettering merged and separated to form a title. Only this time it did not say Sky’s diary. This time it read; ‘No One Comes When You Cry’.
‘What a strange title for a book?’ He thought. No longer able to resist, Severus opened the book and began to read. For almost three hours, he sat, totally absorbed in what he was reading. The pot of tea, long since forgotten, was stone cold. Once finished, he sat for a further half hour in silence as he absorbed what he read. It was the sound of Sky on her way back that spurred him into action. Shooting from his seat, he put the blue books between several others and placed them quickly back on the shelf.
When Sky entered, he was lounging on the sofa, leafing through a volume entitled; ‘Moste Terrible Darke Charmes’.
“Hello, you still reading?”
“Not really, I must have fallen asleep.” He lied, his mind a whirl of emotions. Sky went to have a bath, and still Severus sat thinking about what he read in that book. ‘Why the hell did I not keep my big nose out of it?’
What he read in that book shocked him, hurt him, broke his heart, even though he already knew much of what happened to Sky since the age of around two. He did not, could not possibly know the extent of what she felt about her life so far. Yes, she told him she’d hurt. Told him she couldn’t understand why he did some of the things he did. She even told him once that she had no knowledge of hope until he brought her to Hogwarts, begged him to tell why he gave it to her and then ripped it away. He’d noticed in the past that she never cried apart from that one time at the gates, when he threw her out of them. But after reading her memories, her feelings and emotions laid out so openly in that book, he now understood the title; why she did not cry. Because, Sky learned at a very early age that crying did no good, no matter the pain or anguish. No matter if you were ill, hungry or just wanted someone to hold you. If you cried, no one came to hold you, take away the pain, heal the hurts, feed you or make things better.
Sky was not even three years old when she learned these things. She learned that if you tried to hold on to someone when they came in the room, the best she could expect was a boot in the side of her ribs or a punch in the head. From age five, she was taken once a week and whipped. She could neither remember her real name nor the day she was brought there. She did remember Sir looking in her head and seeing it because she saw the images with him.
And he, Severus Snape, took her away from the nightmare that was her life, and plunged her into another nightmare; a nightmare that confused her, one which made her desperate to want to please him. Where she did not know from one day … no, one minute to the next how he would treat her. Was he in a good mood or a bad one? Would he shout at her or just send her to her room and leave her there until he decided she could leave. Was he going to drink the brown stuff and be nice to her? And if he was nice, how long after before he struck her, or sent her sprawling to the floor? Would he touch her in that nice way then squeeze her arm so tightly she bruised? How many times today would he tell her how much he hated her, loathed her, tell her how vile she was, what a burden she was in his life?
Then she was ejected from this nightmare, thrown out like so much garbage and left at the gates. Then, she cried for the first time in many years. She waited until the following evening hoping he would return to tell her she could come back inside. But no one came. The next time she cried was on her eighteenth birthday. The night he stood waiting for her outside the wall. She cried, hoping Shannon or one of the founders would come help her, but again no one came.
Not until she came here, into this house and met the Founders, did she find some peace, some sense of belonging, of being wanted and cared about. No wonder she refused to come back to Hogwarts. No wonder she was afraid of … well, everything.
Severus also thought he’d figured out why she now trusted him more then Albus or the other Hogwarts staff. For all he was so mean to her, treated her like something he picked up on his shoe, he had at least been honest with her. He did not tell her how welcome she was before casting her out.
It seemed to make a weird twisted kind of sense, yes his own attitude toward her changed over time, but not because he wanted her back to kill the Dark Lord, not because of what she could do to help the wizarding world, not because of the unique magic she alone knew.
Severus wanted her for herself. He wanted only her, every part of her. No matter what happened in the past, his feelings had grown gradually. He began to care about her; what happened to her, how she felt and how she was. He no longer wanted to hurt her, but to shield her from hurt. Something he never expected to feel for anyone. And certainly not the kind of feelings he ever expected to have returned.
But Sky was proving to him that she did care what happened to him. She already proved in fact. And it was all there, in the book, how her feelings for him gradually changed to what they were now.
Sky made no declarations of love for him in her writings. She’d written that she didn’t know what love felt like, but from what Severus could gather, it was as close to it as he could ever imagine.
Now he wanted to read the diary. But Sky was only in the bathroom. She could be out at any minute. It would have to wait. It would be difficult though. Now he knew how she felt about him for certain he wanted to go to her, tell her of his own feelings for her. He wanted her not just for her body. He wanted Sky to be his for all time. Severus wanted to show her that it was okay to cry that he would be there for her if she did. He would come to her, that she need never be lonely or afraid, because he would always be there to keep her company, soothe her fears, hold her close, tell her he loved her. ’No. He had not just thought that to himself. Had he? Yes he bloody well had.’ Before he could ponder his thoughts further, Sky walked back in. She was in her nightie and dressing gown.
“You hungry?”
Oh Severus was hungry, but for more then food. Now he knew her feelings for him, and finally admitted his own for her he wanted to take things a step further. But if he made a move now she would become suspicious.
“Famished. I did not realise it was dinner time.”
“I go get dinner. Here, take this.” She pulled a phial from her robe pocket and passed it to him.
There was no label and when he removed the stopper to examine the contents he found it was not of a colour or consistency he was familiar with. “What is it? I do not recognise it.”
“That Severus, is a revised version of the blood magic potion that rid you of the ‘Mors ab gangraena‘. You have taken a long time to recover. I need to be sure the healing process is complete. Gangrene, especially internal gangrene is not an easy thing to treat. It attacks the internal organs immediately its cast. I just think you need a bit more help. To make sure. There’s also an energising potion in with it. You seem to be sleeping a lot. When we’ve eaten I want to check you’re healing the way you should be. Take it. It won‘t poison you.”
He raised an eyebrow at that remark. ‘Well if she wanted to kill me she would have done so by now.’ He downed the potion in one.
“Urrgh! That was revolting. What did you put in it? Thestral dung?”
In his time, Severus had made some terrible tasting potions. But he was certain that none of them ever tasted as bad as this, the taste lingered in his mouth. “I need a drink of something to take the taste away.”
She laughed at the disgusted look on his face. “It’s best you don’t know what‘s in it. It would make you feel even worse. I’ll go get dinner.” At the kitchen door she paused. “Oh by the way. It’s best if you don’t have anything to eat or drink for the first fifteen minutes after taking that potion. It can some very unpleasant side effects.”
The Potions Master sat with his arms folded and a scowl on his face, sulking at having to suffer the dreadful taste as Sky smiled to herself as she collected their dinners from the cabinet.
She’d lied to him about the side effects. But the look on his face when he swallowed that potion was just too good to allow him to be rid of it so soon. Besides, she knew full well how much he enjoyed seeing others suffer the taste of some of his potions. Especially when he knew how to make them with a much more pleasant taste.
Once they finished their meal Sky got rid of the dishes with such a slight wand movement that Severus was impressed. The revolting taste was gone now, but it made the first half of his meal taste as bad as the potion itself.
“I need to examine you now Severus.”
“Fine. Go ahead.”
“Err no. I mean in the bedroom.”
Severus thought nothing of this and moved through to the bedroom and lay on the bed.
“Severus.” He looked at her. “You have to take your clothes off. All of them.”
She was red when she told him and he found it difficult to keep the smirk from his face. One thing Severus wasn’t was shy. Sky was mortified. Sure she’d seen every part of him. Intimately. But he was always unconscious or in the mirror. Not awake and looking at her as he was now.
But Severus was not ashamed of his body and happily obliged, delighting in the expression on her face.
“Is this satisfactory?” He purred as he lay back naked on the bed.
“Yes, that’s fine thanks.” Sky tried to keep her eyes averted as much as she could as she moved to the side of the bed.
Holding the wand tip to her stone she said
‘Relevare”
Tip and stone glowed a soft baby blue and she held the wand by the tip of the handle between her thumb and forefinger over his chest and began to twirl it in a small circular clockwise motion. Gradually the circle grew; leaving behind it a blue haze that settled on him and seeped through his skin. The wand stilled and Sky stayed motionless, watching.
Severus was about to ask her what was wrong when she spoke.
‘Capio’
The haze started to make its way back out. The wand began to twirl again, this time in anti clockwise. But the haze that let him wasn’t blue; it was a sickly greenish yellow. Once it was absorbed back into her wand she turned away from him.
“What? Is something wrong? Tell me.”
He should have known it was too good to be true. He was going to die, right when he had finally found someone to love. Someone he believed loved him, even though she did not realise it yet.
Her shoulders were shaking and he knew she was crying but did not want him to see. Severus got up from the bed and pulled his boxers on before moving to take hold of her. Turning her to face him he pulled her close.
“Shh. It’s alright. You have done well to keep me alive this long. It was bound to happen eventually. Do not cry, please.”
Sky sniffed, wiped her face on her robe sleeve and looked up at him. “What are you talking about?”
“The potion. I know it did not work. But it is not your fault. I want you to know that. I want you to know that I shall always be …”
“Severus you big twit. Of course it worked. What made you think it didn’t?”
“But you’re crying. And the colour of the fog that came out of me, it was a sickly colour. It was blue when it went in.”
“That’s what was supposed to happen. That was the last of it. It’s gone.”
He stared at he dumbfounded. “But … but you … why are you crying? I thought … I am not going to die?”
“No you’re not. I’m crying because I’m happy. I’m crying because you’re going to live you great stupid … Dunderhead.”
He was going to live. She just called him a twit and a dunderhead but he did not care. He was going to live and it was because of her. And she was crying because he was going to live. And right now, he was the happiest man alive. His mouth, which up until now had been gaping, snapped shut.
Then suddenly, he picked her up in his arms and, in a very un-Snapish manner he picked her up in his arms and spun her round and round until he was so dizzy he fell onto the bed, taking her with him.
He planted kisses all over her face as she lay there stunned. And for each kiss he gave her he said thank you.
“I think I get the message.” She laughed.
Severus sobered and met her eyes with his. “Thank you.” He whispered and lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her with a depth of feeling that surprised even him.
He broke the kiss to take a breath, their eyes still locked. It was there in her eyes. The desire, the want, and dare he think it, love? What he saw in her eyes, Sky saw twinned in his. This time she didn’t want him to stop kissing her. This time she wanted him to carry on. She wanted to know this man. All of him. If it meant she got hurt in the process then so be it. But she wanted him, and she wanted him now.
“Sky, if you want me to stop I will. But I need you to tell me now. Otherwise …”
Sky couldn’t bring herself to answer him. She couldn’t even look him in the eyes now. Yes, she wanted this. No, she didn’t want him to stop. But to tell him so, that was an entirely different thing.
Severus could see the emotions playing across her face. The desire was plain to see in her eyes. But with it there was uncertainty and fear, need and longing. But most clear was the shame she displayed at wanting him to take her.
He decided to help her make up her mind. Leaning closer he reached across, laying a hand on her shoulder. His hand slowly moved down her arm and he started to plant soft kisses down the side of her face, her jaw, her neck and the shoulder nearest him. Hearing her sharp intake of breath he was encouraged.
His hand, having reached hers, took hold and lifted it, bringing it to his hip, holding it there as he leaned half on, half off her. Lowering his head, he kissed her neck, her ear, his other hand now working its way down her side, hip and thigh before moving up again. His fingers caressed her skin gently as his hand moved closer to her breast. He nibbled lightly on her ear. She squirmed under him, arching her body into him involuntarily.
“Do you want me to stop?” He breathed into her ear. “Tell me and I will stop right now.”
His hand was caressing her breast with almost featherlike touches that made her skin feel like it was on fire. How could she tell him to stop when he was making her feel like this? She didn’t want him to stop. She wanted more of his touching.
Sky opened her mouth to try and speak, but his closed over it, his tongue delving inside as one hand moved back down her thigh and back up. She could feel his fingers circling over her stomach and the hand on his hip, her hand, pulled him closer, needing something desperately. She wasn’t sure what she wanted or needed right now but whatever it was, he was the only one who could give it to her. Her other hand found his hair and her fingers tangled themselves in his locks of raven black, pushing his mouth to hers as her tongue tentatively licked at probed his own.
The heat between her legs was becoming unbearable and she felt herself getting wetter and wetter as his hands seemed top be every where at once.
Severus desperately tried to control his need to just throw open her legs and plunge his cock deep inside her. He was rock hard, straining at his boxers. When her hand pulled at his hip and her tongue met his he almost lost it. But he held on to his iron control, forcing himself to take this slowly. It was her first time, he needed to be gentle. But oh Gods it was hard. At least she hadn’t told him to stop. But then again he had not given her the opportunity to do so. Severus knew what he was doing to her. Knew how he was making her feel.
He had no intention of stopping now. He couldn’t. He needed her too badly. He whispered something and her robe and nightgown vanished.
Sky gasped when she suddenly felt his skin against hers. She was shocked for a moment but soon forgot when his mouth left from hers and moved to her breast.
Severus took hold of the beautiful twin globes, running his tongue around each in turn before latching onto a nipple and suckling, his tongue flicking on the tips of the hard pebbled tip. Once again he took one of her hands and guided it down between them until it rested on his erection. His boxers were still on but the silk material left nothing to the imagination. He moved her hand, showing her how to caress him.
Sky soon caught on and it wasn’t long before her hand worked its way inside the waist band and took hold of his length.
“Oh Gods stop.” He moaned. “I won’t last if you do that.”
Pushing himself to his knees and off the bed he pulled his boxers down, kicking them to one side. When she caught sight of his massively engorged cock Sky couldn’t help sitting up. Her eyes widened as she reached out a trembling hand to touch it. She looked at him to see if it was okay to do so. He nodded and she wrapped her hand around its girth. His fingertips barely met and she moved to take a closer look. Something was dripping from the slit on the end. No longer able to contain her curiosity she leaned forward and licked it with the tip of her tongue, only to jump back startled when he let out a strangled cry.
Severus looked down at her amazed. He never expected that she would actually try and taste him. That slight touch of her tongue sent a shock of pleasure through him like he had never experienced before.
“Do it again.” He told her, his voice hoarse with lust.
Sky did. Only this time she licked round the head as well. His hips bucked as she did and he let out another moan. She felt heady at the thought she was causing this reaction in him and leaned in to lick some more.
Severus couldn’t help himself as his hands flew to her head and he pushed the head of his cock to her lips and applied pressure. Sky instinctively opened her mouth and let him in, her tongue twirling and licking over the head.
“Suck it.” He told her. “Suck each time I pull away.”
She did as she was told as he thrust gently in and out of her mouth.
TBC
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