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Cracker in the Castle	By : karlak Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 814 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Two- Oh I will
get inside.


As Becca made her way up to the stage, she could hear the crowd getting
rowdier. It is now or never.
Beats had a reasonable size concert area and tonight it was full
of people. Becca looked up and saw
her boss looking down from his office. Eddie,
the stagehand, started to push her onto the stage whilst sticking a microphone
in her hand, �Becca, where is
your guitar?� he asked. �It�ll
be here in a few minutes,� she replied.

Becca
stepped onto the stage as the barker called out her name and the crowd livened
up. Becca strode across the stage
confidently, all the past put to peace for this moment in time.


Snape managed to find a spot at the sidebar.
He watched her stunned slightly. He
had no idea she was a performer, but then leave it to a Gryffindor to be so
annoyingly talented. He had no clue
what she was singing, but he saw that the crowd liked it tremendously.
What Snape thought to be abrupt, the song ended and some person was
handing Becca a guitar. He heard
her explain the reasoning behind the song choice and then the opening chords
struck. The song was some Muggle
rock mess that held no importance for him other than the fact he couldn�t get
over the way her fingers danced up and down the neck of the guitar.
It was more than apparent that her true talent was playing, not singing.
Snape realized when song three started that he was going to be here until
she got done. He decided to work his way towards the side stage, in hopes of
catching her when she got off stage. He
eased around working through the crowd to the edge for the stage.
Becca was winding down her concert.
The crowd erupted for there to be only forty or so, those people were
loud. They were showing her
appreciation for the show.


Becca had seen Snape come in the club.
�Just need to give him the slip one more time,� she thought,
�Then I�ll deal with the whole mess.�
She stepped off the side stage right into Snape�s grasp.
�No where left to run girl,� he stared down at her.
She was glaring at him as well. They
were momentarily locked in a silent battle.
Neither moved nor made a sound, the stare down continued until, the �no
neck� man and toad friend were next to them.


�No neck� spoke to Becca. �Hey
shithead. The boss wants to talk to you. Now,� he stated flatly.
The man next addressed Snape, �Who the fuck are you anyway?�
Becca interjected, �he�s my friend.�
The �no neck� looked as if he had been struck in the face.
�You don�t have boyfriends, especially not some faggot like him,�
he spat out at her. At that exact
moment, both Snape and Becca thought about killing the man. �Did I stutter sweet cheeks?
Go up!� he screamed at her. Becca
started to argue, but knew now was not the time.
She grabbed Snape by the hand, which was resisting greatly.
But by then the professor realized that the �neck-less� man was going
to escort them upstairs. Snape was
now getting a clearer understanding of this particular bar and who was upstairs
waiting for them. He glanced at the
girl; she appeared to have no fear entering the room before him.


They were brought into an office. Behind
a desk, sat a very handsome man in a nice gray pinstripe silk suit and of coarse
�no neck� was there and what appeared to be some random whore kneeling down
blowing �the boss.� As Rebecca
approached closer, the boss sent the whore to the side sofa, where she
immediately leaned over the coffee table and snorted a white powdery substance. Becca shifted her gaze to the boss, who had finished placing
his dick back in his pants. He
began to speak as he brought an envelope out of his desk. He walked out from behind the desk and sat on the corner so
that he was close to her. �I just
wanted to tell you that I know your father would have been most pleased at your
performance tonight. The crowd
loved you.� He then turned his
attention to Snape, but just for a few seconds.
He drew his attention back to the girl.
He extended the envelope to her. �What
about another gig next Friday?�   Snape
could tell she was pleased at the suggestion.
Becca formed a wide grin and answered a happy, �Yes sir.� Is what she
said but Snape only heard her silly English, �yes suur.�
�All right then, be gone, and kid, behave,� and he turned his back to
her working towards his chair and the whore came forward.
Becca knew her cue and was exiting the room.
Stuffing the envelope in her coat, she looked at Snape, �We gotta
git.�


Snape had her by the elbow and escorted her towards the exit.
When she turned to face him, �Heey Professor, I jus need to git my
jacket,� somehow rolled of her tongue. Becca
knew she had to get to the others. No
time to waste fucking around with Snape. She
already knew he was going to take her directly to the Headmaster, but one
thing at a time. She continued,
�Pleazze surrrr,� she lifted her eyes to meet his. He saw the submission and realized she knew her fate with
Dumbledore, but that did not change the fact that Snape�s patience was waning
and she knew it �My stuff is jus
right here, by the backdoor,� she had dropped her tone alittle.
She had to play his game for just a few more minutes, �Just
be alittle more submissive. That�s
all he wants. You�ve done this
several times. Jus ditch him for
right now,� she thought carefully. Snape
could tell she was lying, but that did not change the fact that it was very cold
outside and most likely raining.

He was pulling out his
wand trying to intimidate her somewhat, when she began to try to pull away.
�Haven�t you done enough this evening?� he hissed at her.
Becca continued to pull away. �Professor,
please, I jus need to do one last thing, please surr.�
He did not release her from his grip.
�And now you would like me to further accommodate you.
Am I correct?� he hurled at her. He
felt and saw her recoil. He just
stared into her eyes. �Damn
her with those jewels,� he thought. He
couldn�t help but begin to feel fear radiating off her.
He knew most of the students were fearful of him and that was the way he
wanted it, but this somehow felt different to him.
He just couldn�t place what it was exactly.

�Gawddamn, he is such
an ass!� was her only thought. �Oh,
alright, we shall retrieve your belongings together. Walk!� he ordered. He
could not help but notice a slight upturning of her lips at the corners.
Becca turned and started towards the back.
As they made their way past more �neck-less� men, Becca was staring
hard at Eddie wanting him to look up from the wires he was gathering up.
Her gaze worked, as if on cue, Eddie walked up to them looking
quizzically at Snape. Becca could
only imagine what these Muggles thought of the professor. Eddie was about to
address Snape, when Becca said, �Eddie,� as she puts her jacket on and
fiddles with her boggin, �Where is my geetar?�
She was glancing all over the room.
�Eddie, damn dude, is it lost?�
Snape noticed the emphasis on �lost.�
All of a sudden, Becca and Eddie were scurrying around the room picking
up random items looking for the �geetar�.
They were moving around him picking, lifting, and peeking.
What happened next made Snape completely furious, a few of the other
stagehands had come back and put enough distance between Becca and him for the
girl to make her escape.

Rebecca saw the stagehands coming.
Eddie knew his cue and was worming his way between her and Snape and she
was closer to the side door. Eddie
spoke to the approaching hands, he was telling them about the �geetar�.
When Becca smoothly opened the side door and slipped out making a mad
dash for the back of the alley. She
was going to get to them now. �HaHaaaa�,
she mused, �to hell with Snape!� she smiled inwardly.
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