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Un Désire Dangereux COMPLETE	By : FemmeBono Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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IV. A French twist
"You silly bisexual bint," Snape snarled, with barely a touch of
admiration. "What in the world did you mean by casting the Cupere curse
against an Auror?" Two days later he was standing in Malfoy's library, a
vague look of smug satisfaction flitting across his features, knowing full well
why Bella had cast the curse and intensely amused that it was not she who got to
reap the satisfaction from it. He watched her fight a quick war between jealousy
and curiosity, as she fisted hands on her hips and attempted a look of
indignation.

"What makes you think I would do such a thing?" she tossed her
head. "And watch your mouth."

"Because when Shacklebolt brought her to the Headquarters, it was you
she described and named. You expect an Auror not to recognize your demented
visage? Besides, you are the one who taught us all." He raised an eyebrow
at the playful smirk on her lips that lit up her face in a maniacal gleam.

"She was meant for Rodolphus and I. Rodolphus loves red-heads...as much
as you, so I've heard," she replied with a saucy wink that nearly had him
snarling. Her fingertips drifted to her décolletage. "And French accents
make my knees weak. Now...she should have activated when she met you...so my
question is, did you get to sample the little tartlet? How was she?"

Knowing she would hardly get a chance to find out, Snape's desire to brag
overrode his selfishness. He leaned into Bella's ear, whispering lasciviously,
"exquisite," before smirking as he swept towards the door leaving her
now openly sputtering and fuming. Stopping at the door, he looked back grinning
widely now at his good fortune. "And she's now stationed at Hogwarts so
that I can....ever so generously...offer my services to keep her from much more reprehensible
villains. I suppose I should thank you for that." Smirking still, he closed
the door behind him just in time as he heard something shatter against the door.
Clearly, the witch's temper had not improved in all those years in Azkaban.

***

Meanwhile, completely unaware that she was the subject of discussion at
Voldemort's new camp, Vivienne followed Dumbledore down through the dungeons.
Having been at Hogwarts only a week, she was thankful that any sexual urges were
still at bay owing to her focus being on the task at hand. At this point she had
traded off with Tonks for the day, the latter having taken up the post at
Hogsmeade while Vivienne herself transferred into the castle proper in order to
meet the newest professor, Horace Slughorn. She was also under orders to search
his office, quarters, and classroom thoroughly to ensure he had not been
Imperiused, tricked into bringing in any dark objects, or worse yet, willingly
operating under any orders from Lord Voldemort or his followers.

As she followed the old wizard into what appeared to be the potions
classroom, she spied a paunchy goat of a man on the dais at the front of the
room. On three of the tables sat cauldrons bubbling away. In passing one, she
caught a distinct smell that had her stopping, riveted beside it. Dumbledore,
sensing she was no longer following, turned to find her sniffing the air
interestedly.

"Does Professor Snape still brew potions down here as well?" she
asked pointedly, if a little dazed.

"Why no," Dumbledore said. "I believe if he does it is still
in his office down here. Horace has taken the office and quarters upstairs that
are normally reserved for the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Severus
preferred to keep his rooms in the dungeon, and Horace was agreeable to the
swap. Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Vivienne wrenched herself away from the simmering
concoction, having realized what she was smelling. It smelled of him, she
recalled, that musky smell that was purely male, yet tinged with traces of
chocolate and sandalwood. Having recognized the characteristic spirals common
with Amortentia, however, she knew that she would rather die than admit to the
two men standing there that she associated his personal scent with such a
potent love potion. Mon dieu, she thought, qu'est-ce que la
signification? Turning her attention to the outstretched hand of the
seemingly pompous new potions master, she allowed herself to be flattered and
returned the mild flirtation before setting about on a thorough search of his
personal effects.

When she later entered Dumbledore's office to report her findings, she sat
down in a huff. As she worked, her mind had returned time and again to the fact
that she had felt some desire for the dark wizard Snape, that he had not
mentioned this as an effect of the curse, and her own intuition that there were
no curses that did not have some type of reversal. The only exception to that
rule was the Killing Curse itself. There had to be something he was not telling
her, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it. As it concerned her, she felt it
only right that she have full disclosure on everything that the curse entailed.
Since Snape was not forthcoming, she went to the next likely person. Kingsley
himself had thought Dumbledore may have information, so here she sat.

"Did everything go well?" he asked.

"Yes, fine. There was nothing untoward in his possession," she said
distractedly.

"So that's that then," he reasoned, looking over his spectacles
questioningly. "Is it?"

"Actually I wanted to ask if there was anything that this Severus did
not tell me about la Cupere. I know how it works, but he said there is no
countercurse or way to break it," she said, folding her hands in her lap.
"Is that true?"

"Not exactly," he said, wondering how to put the news delicately.
"There is a way to counterbalance it, yet it is most unlikely, which is why
Severus neglected to mention it."

Zut! she thought, clutching at the arms of the chair. "I knew it!
What has he not told me? I want to know all. It is my life, is it not? My body.
What is the cure for this then?"

"Love," he said simply. Vivienne nearly laughed. She had heard the
old man favored this answer for most things. Seeing her discomposure, he
continued, "love breaks all bonds, Ms. Dulac. It can even conquer death at
times. In this case, were you to find yourself in love with a Death Eater you
would, in a word, become immune to the effects. The spell, as in a fairy tale,
would be broken, as love would act as a near mirror image to the curse. You
would desire no one else, nor be in tuned to the desires of anyone else. Yet
there again, it would still have to be a Death Eater who sets you free instead
of keeping you enslaved."

"Who in the world could love a Death Eater?" she said coldly.

"Who indeed?"

"That puts me no better off than I was before. What else has he not
mentioned? What about dictating who I desire?"

"As to that, the curse has no binding to cause you to desire a
particular person. It simply is that whatever your desire is, whoever it is for,
must be met by a Death Eater."

Vivienne stifled the urge to scream. Barely.

"Are you certain?" she said, now fisting her hands in her lap.

"Yes," he replied, "Severus has never mentioned that as a
stipulation or even a side effect."

"Yet there seems to be much he does not mention." At the end of her
tether, Vivienne rose to go to the quarters she had been provided. "Thank
you regardless. I don't suppose if he does happen to mention anything else you
might tell me?"

"Of course."

"Thank you for that then."

And with that, she strode out the door, her cape flying in what she would be
loathe to discover was remarkably like Severus himself.

Mon dieu = my god

Qu'est-cue que la signification? = What is the significance?

Zut! = Crap!
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