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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

Snape watched as the girl left the room and he finally relaxed. His eyes fell to his hands, which were clutching the book in his lap tightly to try and stop them from trembling. He hoped the girl hadn't noticed. He'd been struggling to control himself from the moment he'd had the girl pressed up against the desk, and as her head had fallen back against his chest he'd seen the pure, unadulterated lust written on her face.

The voice in his head had cried out then for him to take her, to claim her as his, and damn the consequences. He'd heard the voice the first time that night at Malfoy Manor when he'd carried her out in his arms, and it had started to grow more insistent ever since. Someone who was less practised at denying his own wants would have given in to it a long time ago. When the girl had finally pleaded for him to touch her he'd had to beat a hasty retreat, pushing her away as he struggled not to give in and take her right there over the desk.

He was still rock hard under the book he had used to conceal his almost painful arousal from the girl. Sighing, he put the book aside and unbuttoned the bottom of his coat and his trousers, finally freeing his cock from its tight confinement. Snape hissed as he wrapped his hand around the base and languidly stroked upwards, running his thumb over the swollen head. He smeared the bead of moisture that had collected at the tip with his fingers before he started to slide his hand up and down. He didn't want to, but he couldn't help but think of the girl and the way she'd felt in his arms bare moments ago.

He needed to come before seeing her again. He had more plans to tease her that evening and he couldn't do it without snapping, unless he could take the edge off his craving for her. He pumped furiously, tightening his grip, his hips thrusting forward with each down stroke. It wasn't long before he came, grunting as he erupted over his hand and trousers. He shuddered as he slowly squeezed the last drop of cum from the tip, before letting out a shaky breath as the tension within his body relaxed a notch.

He gave himself no time to bask in the aftermath of his orgasm, instead quickly reaching into a pocket to retrieve his wand. He cast a quick Scourgify on himself and his clothes before tucking his now soft cock back inside his trousers and doing up all the buttons. Getting to his feet, Snape walked slightly unsteadily to the desk.

He stared down at the mess covering the wooden surface, frowning in discontent. More and more he hated the pantomime he was forced to perform in, no matter the reason for it. He lifted his wand, and wordlessly waved it over the books, watching as the glamour lifted and they were restored to their original state.

Snape smirked slightly as he flicked his wand, sending the books to his office, where they would stay for a few days. Yet again his acting skills had been flawless. If he managed to get through this maybe he could pursue a career on the stage. He could tell the girl had been convinced by the story and his feigned anger, although he guessed she was probably more horrified at the thought of damaging a book than upsetting him. That was probably why the girl had suggested using that as the reason for her punishment.

He had been surprised when she had asked him to Crucio her instead of pretending as he had done before, but her reasons, once explained, had made sense. He was irritated he hadn't thought of them himself, though in some ways he supposed her vision was clearer than his. He could recall everything that had passed between them, whereas besides today's memories, she had only had the ones in which she believed he was loyal to the Dark Lord.

He hadn't meant for her to fall and hit her head like that. The girl had genuinely been knocked out for a minute or so, and he had rushed over to her, pulling her into his arms before performing a quick diagnostic spell. When he had found nothing wrong he had had to force himself to lay her back out on the floor and sit in his chair to wait, trying to ignore the feminine scent of her that had clung to his robes.

While he had watched over her, he had realised that the incident had actually been quite lucky, as it had given him a good idea for an explanation for her memory loss. It was plausible enough for the Dark Lord to accept, and not only fit in with the way the girl had been captured, but also had the advantage of being hard to disprove. It also means I don't have to do any more… tests.

All things considered, a few good things had emerged from what that morning had seemed like a complete disaster. He had a good reason for her memory loss, as well as a far better way of finding time for her to search for the information she needed to help Potter.

Snape had been once again surprised at the lengths the girl was prepared to go to succeed. She had provided him with yet another way to manipulate her into doing what needed to be done to convince the Dark Lord of her loyalty. The only downside to it all was that she had had to be obliviated so soon. Despite his unwillingness to let the girl into his life in the first place he had begun to find it strangely pleasant to be around who didn't think the worst of him.

Snape's smile slowly faded. Lately the chances to let his guard down had been reduced to barely none at all. It was one reason why he had always guarded his privacy so jealously, as the only time he was able to put away the act was when he was alone. He still found himself unable to completely relax even when the girl knew what was going on. He'd not had to share his space with anyone since graduating Hogwarts, and while the girl's company had been less irksome than he had anticipated, he couldn't afford to let himself get close to her.

The next few days were going to test that resolve. The attraction to him that he had sensed in the girls mind was nothing more than a hangover of a juvenile crush that he had been able to tease and manipulate into something more. And now that damned potion is going to make it worse. That the girl had been sexually inexperienced to begin with had made his job much easier. He'd been shocked to find she was a virgin, having assumed that that idiot Weasley had done the job already. They've been together for the past 9 months… What have they been doing?

A memory flashed through his head of her soft body moving gently under his as he pushed into her for the first time. You must stop this, he chastised himself. It will do you no good. The girl had wormed her way into his thoughts far too easily, and it was becoming less of a distraction than an outright danger to them both. The world outside the walls of his chambers was entirely hostile for him, and he couldn't afford to lose concentration at the wrong moment.

Besides, what would the girl want with an old fool like him? Given the chance she'd be out of here without a backward glance. That's not true and you know it, a little voice said, but he ignored it. No. It was far better to keep her at arms distance or he would end up in the same situation as before with Lily. It was far better to choose to be alone that to risk that again. Lily… He'd barely though of her in the past few weeks. Not that he normally let himself wallow in misery all day long. Only when he was feeling particularly melancholy and lonely did he torture himself with more than passing thoughts of her.

Snape stalked back to his chair, throwing himself into it despondently. He pulled the discarded book back into his lap absentmindedly, and opened it at a random page. As he turned the pages without actually reading a single word, he thought about the girl he had so stupidly thrown his life away over twice. The first time when he had joined the ranks of the Death-Eaters, but also when he had begged for her life at Dumbledore's feet, and exchanged one master for two.

Not that it had got him anything besides a permanent commitment to watch over the boy he so despised, and constant hatred and mistrust from those on both sides. Snape scowled heavily. He was always the one performing the dirty tasks, the ones no one from the Order wanted to touch, and yet he couldn't recall the last time someone had gone out of their way to help him, or make his life easier.

Until now…
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