The Day I Did Snape-Complete! | By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 47180 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Harry shouted the password to the stone statues guarding
Dumbledore’s office (jelly beans) and ran up the stairs as fast as he could.
When he finally made it to the top, he was gasping for
breath. Dumbledore sat at his desk and folded his hands, patiently waiting for
Harry to breathe normally again.
Harry was finally able to breathe well enough to say, “Ginny
and Snape betrayed us.”
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
“Is that so my boy? Please, tell me more,” he said
pleasantly.
Harry told Dumbledore everything, leaving nothing out.
Dumbledore simply nodded his head every once in a while but
for the most part, listened to Harry’s whole story.
When Harry was finished, he flopped down on the chair and waited for Dumbledore
to speak.
“What a cleaver girl,” Dumbledore muttered more to himself
than to Harry.
“What?” Harry asked confused.
“Mr. Potter, I am well aware of Miss Weasley and Professor
Snape’s relationship. You see, an accident happened earlier last month at the
beginning of the school year and it caused both Professor Snape and Miss
Weasley to be bound together,”
Harry gaped at Dumbledore, unable to accept that Dumbledore
knew about everything that was going on.
“But what about Malfoy and everything Ginny said to him,”
Dumbledore stood from his desk and walked around to stand
near Harry. Harry stood with him.
“I assure you, Miss Weasley was doing the right thing. I
promise you, all will be reveled in good time. I can’t tell you much else until
I have a talk with Miss Weasley. Until then, trust me in knowing that she has
not betrayed us with Voldemort,”
Dumbledore said this all while walking Harry to his door.
Harry looked up at Dumbledore confused.
“But … but Headmaster,”
“That is enough for now Mr. Potter. Patience brings
wonderful things,”
Before Harry knew what was going on, he was walking down the
stairs and back to the Gryffindor Common room.
He sighed, rubbing his scar on his head. He knew something
hadn’t been right about that conversation. As he made his way back to his
common room, he decided that it was time to have a talk with Ginny.
---
“I know I’m late but I ran into a little problem on my way
here,” Ginny said walking directly toward Snape’s couch.
“Oh really? Do tell,”
Ginny told Snape everything that happened in the hallway
with Draco. By the end of the story she was pinching the bridge of her nose.
While Snape listen, he made himself a glass of firewhiskey and her some fuzzy grape juice with a calming potion
inside.
“Well, you did the right thing by putting yourself in the Dark Lord’s notice.
You will also make me look better because I managed to convince one of Potter’s
close friends to join his cause. We’ll have to work out the rest with
Dumbledore but for the most part, you played Draco like a true Slytherin.
There’s no way in hell our children will be Gryffindors with that kind of
talent Miss Weasley,”
Ginny smiled at the thought.
“I was actually supposed to be placed in Slytherin but I
told the hat my mother would kill me if I were placed anywhere but Gryffindor,”
Snape grinned, a very rare expression one saw on his face.
“I don’t blame you—your mother is a scary woman. She would
make the Dark Lord hang his head in shame if she ever had a chance to scold
him,”
Ginny giggled and snuggled into the couch. The room was
warm, her nerves were calm and she was sitting very close to a man who shagged
like a god. Things could only get better in her world.
“About your current situation … do you think your parents will kick you out of
their house when they find out your carrying children?” asked Snape.
Ginny shrugged a shoulder.
“I’m not sure—of course they would want to do the right thing and offer me a place
to stay but I don’t think I could put up with my mother’s disapproval and
nagging if I had to,”
“Then you wouldn’t mind moving in with me after you have the twins?” Snape
asked.
“Well, would you even be able to afford to keep me and the twins with you? I
know Hogwarts teachers don’t make that much,”
Snape snorted.
“I work here because, believe it or not, I like teaching
Dunderheads. I’m a pureblood and my family has money to burn—a lot of it mine.
You won’t have to worry about the you or the twins being supported again,”
Ginny felt her panties flood with heat when he included her
in his plans for the future.
“Does that mean you would want something more than whatever
we have here?” Ginny asked.
Snape took a sip of his firewhiskey
and stared into the fire.
“We are bound to each other for now. I have no idea whether
or not it’s something that’s going to wear off or if it’s something that we’ll
have to deal with for the rest of our lives. All I know is that we do share
something special together in having two children together. If you want
something more I’m not opposed to seeing where it leads,”
Ginny knew her panties were soaked through at that point.
She was sure part of the need to shag Snape had to do with the bond but she
also knew that part of it was simply her being a woman and attracted to a man.
Ginny set her glass down and moved across the couch to
Snape.
“I want to see where this leads to as well,” she whispered,
running her hand down his buttoned chest.
Snape set his own glass down and encircled her waist with
his arm.
As he maneuvered Ginny onto his lap, he said, “I’m glad
there’s something we both agree on,”
They both leaned in to kiss each other. It was like a puzzle
piece fitting together perfectly. Their lips meshed together and their tongues
dueled for dominance before they were forced to pull away for air.
Ginny ran her finger across Snape’s cheek, reveling in the
feel of the slight five o clock shadow on his jaw.
“Please Professor,
make me forget about everything that’s going on—I simply want to think about
you right now,” she begged.
Snape felt as if he were under a spell. He put his hand in
her hair and leaned in for another kiss.
Their lips touched and reality disappeared. Ginny moaned as his tongue found
its way into her mouth to caress the inside gently.
She pushed her hands deep into his greasy locks and made the kiss deeper. Snape
didn’t know how he lasted a month without tasting the sweetness that Ginny
seemed to ooze whenever they kissed.
Snape started to undo the buttons on her shirt swiftly, groaning when he felt
her silky skin underneath his rough fingers. Her breast were
already getting bigger. He noticed that the straps of her bra were starting to
bite into her back.
As he unhooked her bra and watched with pleasure as her breast fell out into
his free hand, he made a mental note to buy her bigger bras soon.
Snape pinched her nipples and felt his cock harden at the
small whimper that escaped from her lips.
Keeping his lips firmly locked on hers, he managed to slip the shirt off of her
body and onto the floor to join her silky red bra. He broke the kiss and
started to nuzzle her neck, pinching her nipples even harder, smirking at the
passionate sounds.
Ginny melted into a puddle of putty. Every stress and worry began to leave her
body. The more passion that flooded into her body, the lighter he felt. She
knew that ultimately, her orgasm would cause her to be completely free.
Ginny impatiently pushed her panties down and lifted her skirt, practically
begging him to touch her. As soon as Ginny’s arousal hit Snape’s nose, he
couldn’t resist looking down her sweet body.
He saw her neat, red curls surrounding her clit and nearly shot into his pants
at the sight. It surprised him at how hot she made him, even after breaking her
in completely.
One hand stayed planted firmly on her breast and the other snaked down her
body, stopping on the slight curve of her belly. His desire became ten times
more intense as he thought about his children being nurtured inside of her.
Ginny froze underneath his touch and opened her passion filled eyes to into his
eyes. Once their eyes locked, they couldn’t look away.
An emotion Ginny never felt before started to radiate off of her in waves. She
started to shake uncontrollably. She realized, as Snape kept his hand on her
belly that it wasn’t only emotion running through her in waves, but magic.
The look on Snape’s face was no longer one filled with desire. It was serious,
and intense, watching every emotion play across her beautiful freckled face. He
didn’t know what was happening and was taking in everything like a sponge to
research later.
The magic that had stood concentrated in Ginny’s belly started to wander down
between her legs.
When Snape ran his fingers across her belly she felt as if
little ripples of pleasure tickled her clit. She let out a loud moan, arching
her back against his chest.
Bemused, Snape did it again and smirked at her passionate
cry.
The electricity hitting Ginny’s clit was unlike anything she had ever felt
before. A million little waves stimulated her nub with an intensity that would
rival Snape’s cock sliding into her body.
The concentrated magic went even lower, and started to surround Snape’s cock.
He let out a hoarse growl and rubbed her stomach over and over again. An
unbelievable pleasure that ate at his body and soon, all he could do was lay
his hand on her stomach without moving it. This actually made the magic work
their bodies harder.
Without either of them touching each other’s private areas, they were reaching
one of the most intense peaks of their lives.
Ginny chanted Snape’s name passionately, close to shattering
into a million little pieces. With each little magic wave caressing her body,
she felt herself becoming free from everything.
Snape felt the same way. More than 20 years of stress disappeared for the first
time in his life. He felt, light and liberated, wanting to shout to the world
how happy he was.
Ginny let out a scream and felt her world burst into beautiful rainbows behind
her eye lids. Her pussy contracted over and over again without physical
stimulation.
Snape let out a growl of his own, losing himself completely in the bliss of his
release. He felt large strands of semen spurting out of his cock and into his
pants.
Finally, when he emptied his balls completely into his
pants, he laid back against the couch panting harshly.
They didn’t know how long they laid there, sated to their core without even
touching each other. As if reading each other’s mind, they both turned to look
each other in the eyes.
“What the fuck was that?” asked Ginny finally finding her voice again.
Snape managed to let out a chuckle, even though his voice was hoarse. The magic
made him a little loopy.
“I have no idea what that was my dear—it’s just another
thing I will have to find time to research,”
Snape sniffed her hair and let out another hoarse groan. He was already
starting to harden again. This woman would be the death of him. With a murmured
spell, he cleaned himself of cum and embraced her in his arms.
“Hmm … yes that will have to be something you research. That was simply
delicious.” Ginny said melting into his warm arms.
“It was very nice. I’ll have to compare notes with
know-it-all and—”
Snape stopped speaking at the feel of Ginny licking and
nibbling on his neck. The thought of what extra research he had to do melted
away and all his senses were filled with Ginny.
“I know you’ll find an answer Professor—but right now, I want you to give me
another orgasm as nice as the last one was. I can feel your hard cock on my
back already,” she said seductively.
Snape grabbed her jaw and forced her lips to his. Without breaking contact, he
unzipped her skirt and threw it onto the floor with the rest of her clothing.
Sweet Merlin she tasted so good!
She was gloriously naked and as beautiful as he remembered. Snape unbuttoned
his trousers and felt his rock hard erection spring out. He let out a curse as
it hit her smooth, white bottom. Snape stood, letting her snake her arms around
his neck. He gently set her back down on the couch and positioned himself over
her.
She wanted to forget? He thought, thinking back to her soft words earlier in
the night. He placed himself at the entrance of her pussy.
Snape plunged into her body in one swift thrust, nearly cuming
at the tightness that surrounded him. Ginny let out a shriek and started to
tremble around him. He knew that with a few more thrust, her pussy would be
clamping down on him and begging for more.
It was so tempting to give into what she wanted; to ride out the mutual calling
of both bodies but he resisted.
He pulled out slowly and thrust back in roughly, watching her brown eyes darken
with pleasure.
“Professor,” Ginny shrieked again.
“I’ll make you forget Miss Weasley. You won’t remember anything but my cock
ramming into your cunt tonight,” he promised pulling out and sinking into her
heat again.
If Ginny had been able to make scratches in his back she would have. But
instead she gripped his robes and screamed into the darkness of his private
rooms.
Snape was right in his promise, he was making Ginny forget. All she could think
about was the next rough stroke into her body, or the next kiss that he would
place on her face and neck.
“Oh Professor Snape! Harder! Oh gods fuck me,” Ginny
cried. Snape smirked and positioned himself to have a more firm grip on the
couch. Using all of his strength, he thrust into her as hard as he could.
Ginny screamed, feeling the arm of the couch bite into her lower back. She
thought she would die from bliss when she heard the squishing sounds that they
made together. The smell of arousal would be in the air long after she left and
Snape smirked at the thought.
He wouldn’t mind smelling Ginny’s pleasure after he fell asleep tonight.
When she looked down and saw his angry red cock, shining with her juices, she
let out another hoarse scream and came intensely.
Snape could feel her warm juices gushing from behind his cock and let his body
carry him to a world of bliss after feeling her velvety cunt clamping down on
him firmly.
He shot everything he had boiling in his balls deep into her womb, feeling a
satisfied glow within himself. She would surely have him dripping down her thigh.
He prayed that she wouldn’t give herself a cleansing spell so that she could
remember who she was with and that she would never run to another.
---
“Oh Merlin Lucius!”
That night, Lucius Malfoy was fucking the shit out of a
beautiful dark haired raven against the bathroom door of a ball he was forced
to attend with his wife.
He didn’t understand what had come over him. One moment he
was bored out of his mind, and the next, his cock had began to spring up and
bother him so much that all he could do was find a hot and willing female to
take his rough pounding and urges.
The woman had her legs wrapped around his torso, her high
heel shoes digging into his ass. He didn’t care; he could feel the familiar
knot in his belly and knew he wouldn’t be able to satisfy another woman for the
second time in his life.
He came in her with a grunt, pumping what seemed like
gallons of cum into her body.
She let out a disappointed grunt but let him finish
nonetheless.
High from his orgasm, Lucius kept the woman glued to the
wall, almost too weak to move.
To his surprise, his cock hardened again in a matter of
minutes and he was ready for round two.
The woman he was fucking came in a matter of minutes after he began to pound
into her, her muscles clenching around him.
Like a gentleman, Lucius let her have her moment before moving in her again.
He felt like he couldn’t fuck her hard enough, or deep
enough. Lucius fucked her until he came again, just as intense as he did his
first time.
When he recovered, he pulled away for good and straightened
his clothing.
“Until next time Betty,” he said with a graceful bow of his
head.
He left the bathroom with his cane in his hand, whistling an
unfamiliar tune.
The woman leaned against the door, breathing shallowly.
“My name is Beatrice,” she muttered before sighing and
cleaning herself with her wand.
---
The next morning, Ginny woke up groggy as hell but
optimistic about life. She turned into her pillow and wrapped the blankets around
herself even tighter than before. Maybe she could squeeze in a few more moments
of sleep …
Ginny’s stomach rumbled. She groaned and sat up, rubbing the
sleep from her eyes. She was eating for two now and when her stomach rumbled,
she had to eat, even if she was feeling sicker than a horntail dragon during
flu season.
Ginny reached over to her night stand and took her daily dose of morning
sickness potion. Her stomach settled instantly and she felt even hungrier than
before.
She got ready for the day, occasionally staring off into space when she thought
of the night she shared with Snape.
Images of him taking her young body roughly and making her
cum filtered through her brain, almost obsessively. He made her scream like a
pig at the county fair and she wanted more.
Ginny forcibly pushed the images away and made her way down to the Great Hall,
waving and talking to friends as she did so.
When she finally made it to the regular table, she noticed
that Harry was staring at her strangely.
Ginny mentally shrugged a shoulder and piled her plate.
“Hey Gin, do you have time to talk a little before class?”
Harry asked
“Sure,” Ginny said absent mindedly.
She noticed that Hermione wasn’t present at the table and
wondered what her friend was doing that morning.
Ginny dug into her food with gusto, eating Ron under the
table.
“Merlin Gin, slow down,” Ron said staring at his sister in
shock.
Ginny ignored him and continued to eat until she was full.
She leaned back in her seat and sighed.
“Alright, I’m done. Come on Harry, we have a few minutes
before class, why don’t we go to the ROR and talk,” Ginny said standing.
Harry had barely touched his breakfast so he stood quickly
and followed her out the Great Hall.
Neither noticed the dark scowl on Professor Snape’s face. He
did not like Ginny going off with Potter alone that way. He was about to stand
and follow them out the hall when the Charms Professor on his side drew him
into a conversation about potions and magic.
Snape groaned inwardly. As soon as he was free, he was going
to go find Ginny.
Ginny walked in front of the door three times and opened the door when it
appeared.
The Room gave her something close to the Gryffindor common room, only it had a
love seat in front of a fire place a bottle of chilled fuzzy grape juice on the
table in front of it. Ginny smiled in satisfaction and made her way over to the
seat.
Harry followed closely behind; still as confused as he was
the night before.
He had waited for hours for Ginny to come back from Snape’s private rooms but
she never showed. He had been forced to wait until the morning to get her
alone.
Ginny took initiative and began to pour the juice into the glasses
provided. She handed Harry the glass,
looking into his beautiful green eyes with a warm smile.
Harry took a large sip and felt the calming effects hit him instantly.
“Gin, what the hell is going on with you, Snape, and
Malfoy,”
Ginny paused in drinking to stare at him.
“How do you know there’s anything going on with me, Snape
and Malfoy?” she asked pushing her free hair off of her face.
“Well, I kind of followed you last night when you left the
Common Room yesterday,”
Ginny smacked Harry with her free hand, knocking his glasses
askew.
“Don’t you ever follow me again Harry Potter! If you wanted
to know you should have just asked me!”
Harry rubbed his red cheek and at least looked ashamed at
what he did.
“Sorry Gin—but it’s already done. I want to know what’s
going on with you,”
Ginny sighed and took a large sip of her grape juice.
“Okay, I’ll tell you—but you have to promise not to tell
anyone, not even Ron and Hermione,”
Harry held up his hand.
“I promise, now what’s going on,”
Ginny told him about everything, the potion, the sex, the
pregnancy and her soon to be Dark Mark.
It made her feel a little bit better, a lot freer because one other person
knew. It was nice.
Harry looked as if he had been punched in the stomach. He
couldn’t believe that all been going on behind his back for a month. He really
needed to learn to pay attention more.
“You shagged that greasy git more
than once?” Harry asked in disbelief.
Ginny rolled her eyes.
“I did—he’s quite good at it you know,”
Harry closed his eyes tightly and covered his ears.
“Not a picture I wanted to see in my head Ginny,”
Ginny simply shrugged a shoulder and picked up her juice to
take another sip.
“Gin, what you’re doing is craziness. You don’t have to take
the Dark Mark or be with Snape to stay safe,”
Ginny glared at Harry.
“Then what do you suggest I do Boy Wonder?”
Harry blushed at the nickname but pushed ahead anyway.
“I can protect you and keep you safe Gin. You can home
school from Grimmauld Place until everything is safe again. I’ll even have you
added to my vault so that you never have to worry about money again,”
Harry took Ginny’s hand and rubbed it gently.
“I’ll claim the babies as my own and marry you—you don’t
have to resort to Snape to have security,”
Ginny took her hand out of Harry’s.
“Harry, first of all, I’m not some little princess to be
locked into castle until everything is safe again—having me as a Death Eater
will help out the Order. Professor Snape can’t do everything by himself. And
let me just get one thing straight—I don’t need Professor Snape to protect me,
I have seven brothers, I think I can hold my own.
“Second of all, I happen to like Snape and I want to see
what I would have with him. I’m bound to the man until he figures out how to
reverse the effects of the damn mystery potion I was fed.
“And last but not least, I don’t like you romantically
Harry, you’re like another brother to me. I think it’s great that you would
give up that part of your life to make sure I’m taken care of but it’s
unnecessary—Snape won’t let anyone but himself claim the babies anyway. This is
something I could have easily got out of with one potion but I just couldn’t do
it. It’s my responsibility to handle this situation and I will,”
“Come on Gin! I can’t let you do this to yourself. Getting
the Dark Mark isn’t a walk in the park or a hexing match with Pansy. You could
die killing two other lives along with your own!”
Ginny got angry at this.
“And you don’t think having Harry Potter claiming my
children won’t be just as deadly? We’re in a war if you haven’t noticed Harry
and even if I weren’t pregnant I would be a target. If I play my cards right, I
can be protected and help move the war in the right direction,”
“You shouldn’t even be fighting in this fucking war! It’s
not your battle its mine!”
“It doesn’t matter whose battle it is Harry. I was thrust
into the war the moment Lucius Malfoy gave me that fucking diary. You think Tom
rapes your mind with that scar? At least you don’t see him all the time. I had
to spend a year with that sick fuck! I’m surprised I’m not a sadistic bitch
like Beatrice Lestrange!”
“I believe that is enough,”
Both Ginny and Harry turned sharply to entrance of the ROR
to see Snape standing in the entrance. His arms were crossed protectively at
his chest and his expression was sinister. He did not look happy about the
situation at all.
“Get to class Potter and don’t argue with me unless you want
your lips glued shut for the rest of the week,”
Harry balled his fist in rage but didn’t say anything. He
wasn’t stupid—Snape wouldn’t hesitate to hex him into next Tuesday.
“You’re making a mistake Gin—be
mine and you’ll be safe,”
Snape’s sinister gaze turned murderous.
“Get the fuck out Potter—before I do something that will
make me lose my job,”
Harry quickly glanced over to Snape again, shocked that the
dark man swore at him. When he saw the look in his eyes he decided to do as
Snape said. Ginny knew where he stood so there was no use in pushing the point.
Harry made his way out of the room without looking back.
Ginny was left alone with Snape. She bit her lip, nervous
about the almost animal like possessive gleam in his eye. He really did not
look too happy.
Snape came across the room and grabbed her arm roughly. Ginny knew she would
get a bruise from the hold later.
He moved her to the arm of the couch and forcefully pushed
her so that she was leaning over it.
He pushed her skirt up and violently tore her underwear off of her body. Ginny
knew this should have been considered border line rape but she couldn’t help
but start to drip at his mood.
If possible, the man was even more delicious when he became
jealous and possessive.
Suddenly he let her go. Ginny felt a little dumb, bending over the arm of the
couch with her knickers down and was about to turn around when she felt the
head of his cock pushing into her body roughly.
She couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure that jumped from her mouth. He pushed
his whole length in with no thought of foreplay. His only thought was to
dominate her body.
Ginny felt a wonderful sting flow through her as he pushed his way inside of
her.
Instead of cringing, she was wet at the drop of a hat,
making the sting go away in a matter of seconds. Snape wasted no time. He
started to move in her pussy brutally. He grabbed her hips firmly to keep the
rough pace. He knew she would have bruises in the shape of handprints the next
day and the thought made him pound into her mindlessly.
Ginny screamed Snape’s name over and over again as he moved in her body. She
felt as if all of her nerve endings traveled to her clit. Gods the man knew how
to fuck! The pressure in her belly was swiftly building and she prayed to the
gods that it wouldn’t stop.
Snape nearly came at the sight of her ass checks bouncing against his hips.
They were beautiful and pale, making the perfect shape and giving off the
perfect jiggle as they bounced off his hips. He couldn’t resist lifting a hand
up and smacking them.
Ginny let out a yelp of shock. It stung a little, but when he rubbed the spot
he spanked, Ginny couldn’t stop the knot in her stomach from exploding and her
pussy from clamping down hard on his cock. The orgasm was so intense that she
nearly passed out from the strength of it.
Snape smacked her ass again as she came around him, letting the sounds of
smacking ring in his ears. She really had the perfect ass for spanking. It was
soft and pure white. When he hit it, it turned a wonderful shade of red.
Finally, her pussy stopped squeezing him and allowed him to move inside of her
roughly again.
“Don’t you ever think you can walk away from me and marry fucking Boy Wonder. You are mine. Whenever it even looks like another
boy wants to put his prick inside of you all you will be able to think about is
me shoving my length inside of you,”
He pushed deeper into her body to prove his point. Ginny was jumble of nerves
and could do nothing but whimper hoarsely at the intense pleasure rolling
through her body even after the orgasm that he gave her.
Snape was hanging onto his sanity by a thread. The sight of her red ass cheeks
was enough to make him want to cream inside of her warm cunt. He wanted to stay
in her body forever.
The clock inside the room chimed, forcing him to remember that he only had ten
more minutes of his free period before he had to be teaching his Advanced
Class.
He wrapped Ginny’s hair around his hand and pushed into her violently, chanting
mine at each thrust under his breath. She would know that she belonged to him
after this. There would be no running off to Potter; he would make sure of it.
Ginny let out a hoarse scream as she creamed over Snape’s cock again. The
Potions Master allowed himself to follow her to bliss. His balls drew up to his
body as his cum spilled into her womb as if he were taking a long piss. His head
fell back in pleasure thinking that this was so much better than a simple piss.
He pulled his deflated cock out of her body and tucked himself back into his
pants. He forced her to face him by pulling at her hair. Ginny’s brown and
sated eyes looked up at him dreamily.
“You’ve already missed one class. I expect you to be in the rest of them for
the remainder of the day,” he slipped back into his teacher voice and let her
go. He swiftly made his way to the door but stopped before he opened.
He turned and held her immobile with his piercing black eyes. “Remember, your
mine,” he said quietly.
With that last statement, he left the room, leaving Ginny confused and sated
out of her mind.
---
Lucius fisted his cock in his hand, his orgasm building in
his belly. He had been in his office, going over his accounts when the urge to
shag overcame him.
Since his wife wasn’t home and the only help he had was the
house elves, he was forced to take matters in his own hands so to speak (pun
intended).
It didn’t take long before spurts of white sticky cum shot
onto his hand, slacks, and desk.
After he caught his breath, he waved his wand over the mess
and tucked himself back into his pants.
He didn’t understand why he was so at ease with the random
sexual urges and emotions that he was going through but he was. He knew it was
the bond he was forced into but he had no idea who he was bound to or why?
Lucius sighed and picked up his quill once again to begin
the slow process of going over his accounts.
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