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Coming of Age (Female Potter)	By : stargazer67 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 11694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Evie goes looking for some of her maternity things; it’ll be some time before she needs them of course, but she figures she might as well do it now. Rummaging through the attic, she comes across a chest with clothes in it, that she’s never seen. Or maybe they are costumes, some of them are rather outlandish.
She is idly wondering what member of the Black family they belonged to (and whether or not Sirius ever saw them; she suspects not, she thinks it wouldn’t be the kind of thing that would have interested him enough to look through even if he’d opened the chest himself) when she runs across a shimmering, gossamer dress or nightgown that is sort of a bluish-gray and nearly transparent. It is loose and somewhat shapeless, with asymmetric tiers of fabric in layers; she thinks it would almost look like clothing yourself in shimmering smoke or fog.
She takes it down to the bedroom (where there is a full-length mirror) and tries it on, and the effect is even more striking than she imagined. Her body underneath is visible through the fabric, but every motion brings out iridescent shimmers and can cause some parts to be more or less visible – like vapor made tangible. She catches a very sensuous smile on her face as she thinks it will make a nice surprise for Severus…
Evie decides that she needs a way for him not to be able to touch her when he first sees her in the gown she found; she wants to be able to tease him a bit first. But, she’s not up on the finer points of spells like Immobilus; she wonders if it can be a bit more targeted in nature. When he cast it on her (to protect her, she realizes now) the night he killed Dumbledore, her eyes were the only thing she could move; she couldn’t move her mouth or tongue to speak, nor turn her head. It definitely wouldn’t be as much fun if he can’t speak; and it also wouldn’t be much fun if other parts of him are prevented from any movement until released as well.
After dinner, she asks him about it in a generalized way. He asks, “Partial immobility? Like what, for example?”
Thinking quickly, she says, “Like, if you had captured someone and wanted to interrogate them, for example. Wanted them to be able to speak and turn their head, but not move otherwise.”
He takes the question as academic and goes into teaching mode; and says, “Yes, there are several spells that would do something like that. One of them immobilizes just the larger muscles in the body; the main arm and leg muscles, stomach, back, and shoulders, for example. But finer muscles such as facial, tongue, hand, foot will still function. So, someone could move their fingers and wrist; so that you could put something into their hand and they could grasp it, but they could not raise their arm to look at it, or throw it, and so on. And of course they would still be able to speak.”
She’s even more relieved when he asks her if she wants to learn it herself; she was hoping she wouldn’t have to find a way to ask him to teach it to her. They go into the study, and he casts it on her – Immobilus Majora – and she thinks that it should do what she wants.
He comes over to her and asks, “Is that what you were looking for?”
After taking a quick internal inventory of what she can and can’t move (including a quick flexing of her pelvic muscles, which she was definitely hoping would be unaffected), she says yes, that’s basically what she was thinking of.
She’s expecting him to release her from it, but instead he comes closer and looks her up and down, a wicked smile forming on his lips – obviously, completely independently he’s just come to the exact same conclusion about how else this particular spell can be used, having the exact same thoughts about it as she was having. He takes off his long frock coat and lays it aside, unbuttons a few of his shirt buttons and rolls up his shirtsleeves; just watching her as she tries to anticipate what he’s going to do.
Standing as close to her as possible without actually touching, so close that she can feel the hairs on her arms raising in proximity to him, he continues to grin at her wickedly as he begins to caress one of her breasts, rubbing his thumb across her nipple and then rolling it between his fingers as it hardens, reacting to his touch. He pulls up her shirt as her breathing quickens, and moves down to take each of her breasts into his mouth in turn, circling the nipples with his tongue and making her moan softly.
It is already driving her crazy that she cannot even reach out to touch him, when he comes back up and begins to kiss her deeply, his tongue twining with hers as he begins to rub her mound softly through her clothes, flooding her with heat. He undoes her jeans and slips them down, slipping a finger inside her panties and finding her dripping wet.
He brings the finger up to his mouth, licking off her juices as he watches her, and then reaches down to stroke her again as he kisses her, allowing her to taste herself on his tongue. She breathes, “Oh, Severus…please…” and he pulls back with the same wicked grin reappearing on his face, still fondling her, and says, “Please…what? Stop?”
He steps back and crosses his arms, watching her, just the barest hint of a smile playing about his lips; and a definite bulge behind the buttons of his trousers. She moans in frustration and says, “Oh, you…you will pay for this, just you wait!”
Suddenly serious again, he steps back in and breathes, “Oh, I do hope that I will…” before covering her mouth with his, kissing her hungrily. He dismisses the spell with a snap of his fingers, and she wraps her arms around him when she feels the control return to her muscles. He pushes her backwards until she is up against the wall, unbuttoning his trousers as she quickly removes her panties. She wraps her legs around him as he enters her, and he cups her buttocks in his hands, thrusting into her until they’re both spent.
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Coming of Age (Female Potter)