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Loyalty	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5492 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thanks to Mamacita for being a great beta. My writing is better for your help.
Pensieve Plotter – Hi there. I’m glad you’re enjoying the story so far. I admit that I love Lucius almost as much as Severus and find it hard not to try and make him nicer than he is in canon. Not sure there will be spanking in this story but if you enjoy that you should check out my other Severus story ‘The Viewers Want to Know.’ I think you’ll find it contains what you need. Dx

At last, it was Friday evening. Charlotte was excited; in less than an hour, she and Severus would be in London for the whole weekend together. It was going to be great. No need to worry about being seen, and plenty of time for lots of great sex. She thought they had tried everything at least once by now, and there were only a couple of things she wasn’t all that keen on. She was well aware that of course, those would probably be the things she and Severus would most likely be asked to do at the meeting by Lucius or the Dark Lord, so she was determined that they should keep doing them until she either enjoyed them as much as the rest or no longer cared about doing them. This was important, as she needed to ensure she felt no embarrassment or shame when they finally had to perform for an audience, especially one containing her family.
Charlotte looked at herself in the mirror and gave a small wave. Goodbye, old Charlotte, she thought. You won’t exist when I come back. She looked at her outfit — the long ankle-length skirt, the long shirt reaching to her knees and covered with the largest, baggiest cardigan ever, and the clumpy walking boots — and smiled ruefully. Severus was right, she didn’t look at all sexy, but she did feel comfortable like this. She hoped he wasn’t going to change her too much. She knew he had promised not to make her like Amber, but she could still be tarty without the miniskirt.
Finally ready to leave, Charlotte picked up her bag containing her stuff for the weekend and headed off toward the school gates, ready to Apparate to the Leaky Cauldron, where she was meeting Severus at seven p.m. She had never been there alone before and she felt a little scared and self-conscious sitting in the bar. It felt like everyone was watching her, so she hung around outside instead, looking in the windows of a Muggle bookshop down the road while she waited for Severus to arrive. Obviously, he wasn’t quite as eager as she, or maybe he was just busy with work.
Just after seven p.m. Snape appeared and spotted her a few shops down, so he went to get her. Charlotte gazed at him happily as he approached. He looked exactly as he always had, but to her, he now looked completely gorgeous. Even with the weekend ahead he was still formally dressed, although the frock-coat had gone, leaving only the white linen shirt and black trousers; his long black hair was tied back with a velvet ribbon. She was sure the frock-coat was around somewhere, though. Severus never went anywhere without it.
He surveyed Charlotte, rolling his eyes at her hideous clothes, and took her bag from her, offering her his arm as they made their way back to the pub.
‘I think it’s rather lucky we’re not going out tonight,’ he commented as they made their way up the stairs to their room. Charlotte tried not to notice Tom the barman staring at the two of them as they went.
‘Why?’ Charlotte asked curiously.
‘Because of that bloody awful cardigan,’ Snape replied. ‘I can’t believe you actually wear that thing in public.’
‘It’s very comfortable,’ Charlotte replied defensively.
‘Hmmm, and so sexy,’ Snape added his eyebrows rising playfully. ‘Gods, Charlotte, it’s lucky I know what you look like under that lot. Your clothes do you no favours whatsoever. You look like a sack of potatoes. No wonder you’re always panicking about being overweight.’
Having entered the room and dropped the bag next to the chair he pulled her to him and kissed her passionately as he pushed her down beneath him on the bed.

Not surprisingly, Snape wasn’t awfully impressed with her nightwear either, dismissing her brushed cotton pyjamas as disgusting and refusing to allow her to wear anything in bed at all. In his mind, he added still more clothes to the shopping list.
When they finally managed to get out of bed the following day they headed straight for Diagon Alley and Madam Malkin’s where Snape had apparently already contacted the owner with his ideas for clothes for Charlotte.
Immediately, she was whisked into a changing room and Snape was given a seat and a cup of tea, while Madam Malkin and her two assistants looked in horror at the clothes Charlotte was wearing, agreeing that Sir was right and Miss definitely needed a complete makeover.
Twenty minutes later Charlotte was out in the main shop area parading in front of Severus, although she still hadn’t been allowed to look in a mirror. After a few minutes, she was sent back to the changing room with a cup of tea whilst Madam Malkin and her assistants had hurried and hushed words with Snape.
After a few more minutes and several more adjustments, Snape proclaimed he was happy and left Charlotte to be fitted for more clothes while he visited the apothecary for potions supplies. By the time Charlotte had finished at Madam Malkin’s she was the owner of five new outfits. She had complained to Severus that she didn’t need that many new clothes, but he was adamant and arranged for them to be sent to their room at the Leaky Cauldron. And still, Charlotte hadn’t seen herself in a mirror.
She managed to persuade Severus to take her to Florean Fortescue’s for ice cream as they hadn’t had any breakfast or lunch, and she had a good chat with the owner who she had known since she was a toddler. Although he had obviously recognised Snape and was interested to see Charlotte with him, Fortescue was wise enough not to question the association and stuck to more general topics. After the most fantastic banana and chocolate sundae, Charlotte was ready to continue shopping.
Their next stop was an incredibly beautiful and expensive lingerie shop where Severus quickly explained his requirements to the owner. Once again Charlotte was allowed nowhere near a mirror — obviously her clothes really were offending the shopkeepers — and by the time they had left that shop she owned more underwear than she had ever had in her life. She was also the owner of some extremely beautiful nightwear and knew she would never look at her old pyjamas in the same way again, however comfortable they might be.
Finally, after another cup of tea in one of the many cafes along the Alley, they went to a shoe shop. Charlotte knew the shop. She had looked in it many times over the years but had never set foot inside, as she knew she would never be able to afford any of their beautiful shoes.
Here, Severus bought her three pairs of shoes: an everyday pair with a smaller kitten heel, a pair that was slightly higher, and an evening pair that apparently matched the dress he had bought her. Of course, she had tried to stop him, knowing how much he was spending on her, but as with everything else, he had completely ignored her arguments. At last, Severus being pleased with what he had bought, they headed back to the Leaky Cauldron.
As they walked back Charlotte totted up in her head how much Severus had spent on her and was horrified. Why on earth would he spend so much on her? She asked him but his reply was vague; all he would tell her was that he wanted her to look good and she belonged to him, so she was worth spending the money on.
But surely not that amount of money?
When they got back to the room there were boxes upon boxes piled on the bed just waiting for Charlotte. She felt suddenly overwhelmed. And she still hadn’t actually seen any of the clothes on. What if they looked awful?

Now that they were back in their room, Severus was happy to let Charlotte see the clothes he had bought her. Starting with the black-velvet-ribboned white boxes from the lingerie shop, he sat on the bed with her and watched as she peeled back the layers of white tissue paper to reveal the delicate silks, satins and lace. As she opened each box she pulled out all the pieces and Severus urged her to try them on.
Time and time again she disappeared into the bathroom with the boxes, emerging a few minutes later astounded at the beautiful underwear she was wearing. Every time she looked in the mirror her eyes clouded with tears at the beautiful things Severus had bought her. All of it looked wonderful on her and made her feel incredibly sexy.
Severus was obviously pleased too, as he kept pulling her to him to kiss her and touch the delicate fabrics, whispering his approval in her hair as he held her close.
When she had finally got to the last set of underwear Severus passed her a cream-coloured box with the letters MM stamped on the lid.
‘Try this,’ he said excitedly.
Once again Charlotte retreated to the bathroom, where she opened the box and found a classically cut blouse in a pale shade of lilac and a charcoal-gray skirt. She quickly donned the clothes over her extravagant underwear and looked at herself in the mirror.
Oh, gods. The blouse fitted in all the right places and the straight skirt, which finished just at her knees and had a small split in the back, both served to show off her curves perfectly. Charlotte almost cried.
Slowly she opened the door and stepped out.
Severus looked at her with a smile and pulled yet another box off the bed. He rummaged among the tissue and handed her the kitten-heel shoes they had just bought.
‘Do you like it?’ he asked, his voice dark and compelling.
‘I look amazing,’ Charlotte said, still completely stunned at the transformation.
Severus smiled. ‘You don’t think it’s too much?’
‘Oh Severus, it’s fantastic. I never ever dreamed I could look anything like this.’ Charlotte was crying now, a few fat teardrops rolling down her cheeks.
Snape pulled her to him and kissed her gently. ‘That’s what you’ve always looked like, Charlotte. To me, at least.’
He held her tight as she continued to cry, stroking her back to soothe her, whispering in her ear how beautiful she was.

Snape took Charlotte to dinner at a very expensive, very classy restaurant. He was immaculately dressed, as ever and she wore the new evening dress he had bought her, a long, tight-fitting dress of dark burgundy velvet with a low-cut draped back and a plunging neckline that accentuated her breasts. He had surprised her further with a gift of makeup and toiletries he had bought at the apothecary, the colours carefully hand chosen to make the most of her already flawless complexion, and a beautiful necklace and earrings in yellow gold and deep red garnets that went perfectly with the gown.
As her cloak was taken from her at the restaurant, Charlotte felt like a million Galleons. She reflected that Severus had probably spent almost that much on her, but the look he gave her as she walked elegantly toward their table showed that he obviously felt it was worth every Sickle.
She was definitely the centre of attention in the room. There were several Death Eaters in the place and they all looked at Charlotte with interest as she sat down to dine with Severus. They couldn’t possibly have missed the huge change in her appearance, and it would be obvious that it was Severus’ doing. Charlotte smiled, pleased that people were impressed — but for Severus, not for herself.
The meal was marvellous and the food and wine were divine. Charlotte was almost sorry to see the evening end. Although of course, that meant she would be going to bed with Severus very soon; she intended to repay his generosity to her in every way she could think of.
However, instead of returning to the Leaky Cauldron they went to a club. It was the sort of club that contained a lot of men and not many women; it was dark, and the music was heavy and throbbing. Most of the women that were there were wrapped around poles or dancing provocatively, dressed only in flimsy excuses for costumes that were really little more than underwear.
Snape took a seat at the edge of the dance floor and ordered drinks. Charlotte started to sit down beside him but he put a hand on her arm and she stopped and looked at him inquiringly.
‘I want you to dance for me,’ he said, his voice dark and seductive.
‘You mean like her?’ Charlotte asked, pointing at a young girl who was dancing for a group of businessmen.
‘Exactly like that . . . unless you can pole-dance?’ Severus smiled.
Charlotte shook her head. ‘Never learned,’ she said ruefully, ‘but I’m willing if you want me to.’
‘No need,’ Snape replied. ‘I think this will be sufficient.’
He glanced around at the clientele and Charlotte realised that there must be Death Eaters here, too.
‘This is going to be embarrassing,’ she whispered. ‘I’ve never done anything like this before.’
Snape stroked her hand.
‘It’s going to be very sexy,’ he replied. ‘No need to be embarrassed; just enjoy it. And then I can enjoy you.’
Charlotte stood up and gave Snape a brief kiss on the cheek, then moved out onto the dance floor where she could now be seen by just about everyone in the club. She looked intently at the girls who were dancing and started to follow their movements. They obviously realised it was her first time and helped her, even coming over to dance with her when their own dances were finished.
As she moved they suggested things to her that would improve her performance and make the dance even sexier. Soon, Charlotte completely forgot any embarrassment and was totally intent on giving Severus as much pleasure as possible. Her embarrassment didn’t even return when one of the girls unzipped her dress. Instead, she stepped out of it wearing only the tiniest G-string and hold-up stockings, her raised hands behind her head pulling her already pert breasts even higher.
Snape’s look of desire was almost enough to make her melt and she gasped with pleasure when he stood and pulled her into his arms, his mouth finding hers as the other girls applauded briefly and went back to their work.
He helped Charlotte back into her dress and they left the club, both of them very aware of how much Charlotte had achieved with her performance. They were aching to get to bed as soon as possible and could hardly keep their hands off each other as they made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron.

There was an interesting mix of reactions to Charlotte’s new look when she returned to school on Sunday night, although by and large, the response was positive. By now, it was clear that news of the wager had made it to the other Houses and her relationship with Snape was known throughout the school, although a majority of students couldn’t understand her choice at all.
Charlotte bumped into Amber in the common room almost as soon as she arrived back; she thought the girl was going to burst into tears at the sight of her. Amber looked worse than ever, and Charlotte really couldn’t help feeling sorry for the poor girl. It was criminal what Lucius was doing to her.
Eventually, Amber gave her a wan smile and said, ‘You look fantastic, Charlotte.’
‘Thank you, Amber,’ Charlotte replied mildly. ‘I’m really pleased with the look Severus chose for me.’ Amber nodded sadly. ‘Perhaps when Lucius hears he’ll change your style to something else. He must know the tarty look doesn’t really do it,’ Charlotte said kindly.
Amber shook her head, tears in her eyes. ‘No, I really think he actually does get off on me looking like a whore,’ she replied, her voice disconsolate.
‘I’m sorry,’ Charlotte said, feeling genuinely upset for the poor girl.
‘At least the sex is great,’ Amber replied. ‘I really enjoy doing it with him. We have such a good time.’
‘Good for you,’ Charlotte said, thinking she couldn’t imagine anything worse than having to have sex with Lucius Malfoy, except maybe having to do it with Draco Malfoy or one of his friends.
‘And you and Snape?’ Amber asked.
‘Oh, you know,’ Charlotte replied, smiling mysteriously.
‘I still have absolutely no idea how on earth you could even consider having sex with Snape,’ Amber said with a shudder.
‘Well, different things appeal to different people,’ Charlotte said impassively.
She noticed Draco and his cronies coming into the common room and eager to avoid them, said, ‘Look, Amber, I have to go. I need to get unpacked and sorted for classes tomorrow.’
Amber nodded understandingly. ‘Did he buy you a lot of stuff?’ she asked.
‘Yes,’ Charlotte admitted. ‘Lots, and it’s all very beautiful.’
Amber looked at her wistfully, then seemed to notice Draco and the henchmen. She shivered and muttered, ‘I’d better go too.’
‘Take care, Amber,’ Charlotte said a sudden warm feeling for the girl in her chest.
Amber just nodded sadly and walked away.
But now Charlotte had delayed too long and had to get past Draco and his goons, who had parked themselves right by the stairs to the girls’ dormitories. She decided to just walk and ignore them, but when she got to the stairs her way was blocked.
Draco looked her up and down, carefully taking in every detail of her new look, then nodded with obvious approval.
‘Very nice, Charlotte,’ he said, his voice a lush drawl which made her shiver for some reason.
‘Severus really has done a very good job. He certainly does have good taste, and it’s amazing just what a lovely figure you really do have without all those awful jumpers.’
He took a step closer and Charlotte felt a sudden spike of panic run through her.
‘Thank you for the compliment, Draco,’ she replied quickly. ‘However, I really do need to be getting on . . . .’
With that, she pushed between Crabbe and Goyle, who were blocking the stairs before they realised what she was doing and could grab her. As she made her way towards her dormitory she heard Draco telling the boys that his father was going to be very unhappy at her transformation, as it made her even more desirable. She couldn’t help but smile at that.

The following evening she was heading toward Snape’s office after dinner when she bumped into the Weasley twins. Although they were Gryffindors and she a Slytherin, there was none of the usual House animosity between them; she had always got on well with the cheeky boys. In fact, she and her friend Lucy had been to Hogsmeade with them several times over the years, and Charlotte and George had spent rather a lot of time under some mistletoe one Christmas a couple of years before.
She expected some sort of jesting from the twins, and true to form the boys were soon taking the mickey out of her, but their ribbing was gentle and she knew it was meant in fun.
‘Charlotte, look at you,’ George said with a big smile on his face. Fred looked disappointed.
‘What’s the matter, Fred?’ Charlotte asked, knowing she was going to get some crazy answer.
‘I was hoping Snape would get you doing that tarty thing Amber’s got going on,’ he said with a wink.
‘Oh yes, tiny miniskirts and no knickers,’ George affirmed. ‘That would have been good!’
Charlotte snorted with laughter. ‘Not really me, though, is it?’
‘Oh . . . I don’t know. I was really looking forward to seeing some tits and arse,’ Fred continued. ‘After all those years of wondering what was under those shapeless sweaters.’
Charlotte shook her head pityingly at the boys.
‘You two are disgusting,’ she said.
‘No, we’re teenage boys,’ George replied with a wide grin.
‘Oh, but we are disgusting too, George,’ Fred reminded him.
George laughed. ‘Oh yeah, so we are.’ He winked at Charlotte.
‘Anyway, Snape’s got great taste,’ Fred said. ‘You look very sexy. Funny though, I’d have thought he’d enjoy the tarty look.’
‘Why?’ Charlotte asked curiously.
‘Well, you know, I thought he’d be used to that look. I mean, he’d probably be pleased to get anyone he could to shag him, and I expect most of them are tarts,’ Fred answered without thinking.
Charlotte’s eyes narrowed. ‘Actually, he’s not that desperate,’ she said a touch coolly. ‘And you’d be amazed how popular he is with the ladies once you get him away from Hogwarts.’
The boys both looked a touch embarrassed.
‘Oops, sorry,’ said Fred. ‘I forgot you’re shagging him. Is he all right?’ He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Charlotte shook her head, laughing again. ‘I can’t believe you just asked me that. No, scratch that — actually, I can believe it, but do you honestly think I’m going to answer?’
‘Oh, go on, you can tell us,’ George said conspiratorially with a sly wink.
‘Well, if you really want to know . . . .’
The boys nodded, both looking extremely interested.
‘He’s absolutely wonderful.’ Charlotte smiled as she thought of her lover. ‘Better than I would ever have imagined.’
She saw George grimace.
‘So weird! You really don’t see him as a great greasy git, do you?’ Fred asked in amazement.
Charlotte looked at them both and smiled. ‘No,’ she replied sincerely. ‘I really don’t.’
Having turned down their only half-joking offer to go to the Room of Requirement so they could examine her outfit in more detail, particularly the underwear, Charlotte gave both of her friends a hug and continued on her way to Snape’s office.

Snape had been told there would be a meeting the following day and Lucius had contacted him to inform him that he would be issuing a challenge.
‘It’s fine, I’m ready,’ Charlotte told her lover, who was scowling even more than usual.
‘But you shouldn’t have to do this at all,’ he replied.
‘No, but we do, so let’s just ignore everyone else and enjoy each other.’
She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him gently on the lips.
‘Do you think you’ll be able to do that?’ Snape asked seriously.
‘I hope so,’ Charlotte replied. ‘That’s what I’ll be trying to do, anyway.’
They sat together on the sofa, Charlotte curled up in Snape’s arms.
‘I don’t know what Lucius is going to demand for this challenge,’ Snape admitted. ‘It’s hard to tell with him; he’s got such a strangely perverted way of looking at things. You can never tell what his idea of loyalty and obedience will be.’
‘The way he gets Amber to dress gives that away,’ Charlotte replied.
She thought for a few minutes, then said, ‘He’s not going to expect me to have sex with him, is he?’ She looked horrified.
Snape frowned. ‘I expect he’s trying to think of a way to arrange that but it’s not going to happen.’ His voice was reassuring as he looked at her intently. ‘Don’t worry, Charlotte. I promise I won’t ask you to do anything you don’t want to do.’
‘You know I trust you completely, Severus,’ Charlotte replied and moved to kiss him again. It was shortly after that the conversation adjourned to the bed.
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