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Dianthus Stories	By : icewomin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3134 -:- 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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Anything you
recognize belongs to someone else, namely, JK Rowling. Specifically, elements of
the HP universe, characters from same.
Sadly, I have no hope of publishing this story outside the fan fiction base, although I hope you enjoy the plot and the original
characters I�ve created. Feel free to
give me critical feedback, including flames and harsh criticism. I may delete it afterward, so as to reduce my
personal embarrassment, but I do promise to read it and incorporate it if I
feel it improves the story.

*****

This is Chapter
Thirty Four. This is smut. This chapter involves mild domination, and
mild bondage.

*****

Chapter Thirty
Four� Skirting Boundaries

She dragged her
unwilling right hand to her pubic area, and slid her middle finger between her
own moist folds. Oh god � it was excruciating to be touching herself, knowing he was
watching. Even more excruciating was how
excited she was getting, knowing he was watching.

snap, ropes from the wand�s tip wrapped around her wrists and
ankles, and the ends tied themselves securely to each of the four posters of
the bed. In the blink of an eye she was
immobilized, struggling against the bonds that now held her firmly in place.

�You motherfucker,� she hissed.

�Oh, but you
requested this specifically,� he purred, drawing his wand across her
belly. �I want to be restrained, were the exact words you used. I remember them quite clearly, because my
dick got so hard upon reading them that I couldn�t even risk standing for five
minutes. My mother�s dinner guests were
rather concerned.� He smirked at her,
openly amused at her continued attempts to free herself. �I did warn you, Dianthus,� he said, lowering
his head to nuzzle her breast, �that revenge is a dish best tasted �� he
dragged his tongue maliciously across her taut nipple � �cold.�

She swore quietly
but eloquently, cursing him for tying her up so soundly, and herself for ever
writing those words. �Severus, I � I
didn�t mean � Severus!� He was rolling
away from her on the bed, rising out of it, walking around the foot of it. �Come on, now, Severus,� she hissed, yanking
her wrists as far as she could, though the cords cut cruelly into her skin.

�We have a long
night ahead of us, Dianthus,� he said coolly, from the doorway. �You don�t mind if we take a little break, do
you? Nox.� The candles were immediately extinguished,
and he shut the door behind him, leaving her with only the feeble starlight
from outside the open window for illumination.

She glanced at the
glowing face of the clock on her bedside table.
It was close to eleven, as she was sure he knew. He �t b�t bothered to silence her, counting
on hersidesideration for her neighbors to keep her from shrieking at the top of
her lungs. She jerked harder at the
cords around her wrists, incensed that he would leave her alone like this, readying a stream of angry words
to hurl at him upon his return.

It didn�t help
that certain areas of her body were merrily twitching with each tug she gave on
the thin ropes. She was soon so aroused
that she thought one stroke over her sensitive skin might send her into another
orgasm � unfortunately, she was entirely unable to provide herself with that,
and she couldn�t even bring her legs together to offer some soothing
friction. She groaned in frustration,
wondering where the hell Snape was, exactly, and what the fuck he was doing out there in her living room. She could hear nothing, not that that meant
anything. She made a mental note to make
him tell her how he did that sneaky silent movement bit.

The minutes crept
by. She writhed and grunted and swore as
she worked herself into a frenzy. She was beginning to believe that he planned
to leave her there all night when the door opened and he strolled back into the
bedroom, bearing a silver platter that had belonged to her grandmother. He set it on her bedside table � she saw a
bottle of red wine, fruit, crackers, cheeses � delicious-looking all, but foods
that were definitely not to be found in her hen.hen. He had found her good wine glasses, though,
she noted with increased irritation.

�You have
absolutely no food,� he chastised, picking up a knife and cutting into a green
apple. �I had to apparate back to my
parents� house to get us something to eat.�

She glared
silently at him, determined not to touch any of it until he freed her. The cheese smelled heavenly, and her
treacherous stomach growled.
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