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The Grindelwald Legacy	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

The Grindelwald Legacy

Chapter 56

Severus dragged a number of reprobate couples from shadowed benches, hidden alcoves, and rustling bushes, taking a high number of points from three houses, and admonishing Slytherins for being caught.

Satisfied he had found them all, he sat down on one of the benches to mull over Hooch�s revelation. Had the Grindelwald witch really kissed another witch? He felt a throb in his nether regions and let out a soft groan at the image that sprung to mind. �Damned stupid witch.� He muttered. �Why the hell did she have to dress the way she did tonight. She looks far too mature for her own good.� He complained, rising and pulling his robes closed to hide the tenting in his trousers. The thought of her actually kissing another witch did nothing to dispel his erection, instead serving to make him harder than ever. �Idiot.� He admonished himself, heading for the edge of Forbidden Forest, hoping a walk would help dispel the iniquitous thoughts from his head.
By the time the ball was coming an end, Lucy and Blaize were once again dancing, together this time to a slow, end of the evening song that warranted closeness, and kisses that promised more.
Hermione and Ron were similarly occupied, and Severus was frequenting the corridors, checking on empty classrooms and shining his wand into hidden nooks. He also checked the wards and alarms on the staff annexe before making his way to the Great Hall entrance where the party was winding down. Heads of house began steering their charges in the direction of their appropriate common rooms, Severus telling his Slytherins to congregate in the common room and await his arrival before retiring.
Couples sprung apart when the Potion Master entered the room, his black eyes washing over them all.
�Before you head to your respective beds, I want it known that I will be performing head counts at random intervals during the night. Any students found to be not in their own bed, or attempting to disguise said divan with bundles of clothing etcetera, will earn detention with Mr Filch for the duration of the term. Is that clear?�

�Yes Sir.� Voices grumbled, many disappointed at having to forgo pre-arranged trysts. Lucy and Blaize amongst them.
She debated on whether she dare ask the Professor if she and Blaize could make use of �The room�, but the look on his face made it clear he would not be amenable to such a request. Besides, he�d already told her on Friday that if she declined the offer then, it would not be available if she asked later.
�You have twenty minutes to complete your ablutions, please ensure all of you are respectably attired and in your beds when I return. Now go, hurry up.� He snapped, clapping his hands to spur them on their way.
Severus smirked, watching the minutes tick away on the clock above his mantle. The little miscreants had three minutes left, then he would be counting heads. He intended to ensure that not one single student in his care would dare to bedhop tonight. Alarms would be set on each dormitory door, and his threat of intermittent inspections were not made in jest.
From the shadows of her bed, Lucy watched each time he entered the dorm, a tall, dark, sinister shadow in the doorway. By the time he made his third inspection, she couldn�t help but feel a pulse of pleasure as she imagined him creeping towards her bed, undressing, and slipping in beside her. Lucy wondered what he would be like in bed, whether he was a slow, sensuous lover, or a rough rider. Groaning in frustration, she rolled over, only to meet a pair of dark eyes watching her from the bedside. She started and sat up quickly. �Professor.� She whispered. �You scared the living daylights out of me. What are you doing?�
�You appear to be the only one resisting sleep Miss Grindelwald. I hope you are not hoping I will cease my patrols so you can sneak from your bed.� He hissed back.
�No, I just can�t sleep. Someone keeps opening the door and disturbing me.� She retorted.
Severus straightened his posture, taken aback by her rejoinder. �Then I suggest you close the drapes around your bed, don�t worry, I will still be aware of you attempt to leave this room.� He hissed.

�Well I�m leaving it now, I need the loo if you don�t mind.�

Before he could say anything, Lucy flung back the covers and climbed off the bed, on the side he was standing, forcing him to move back a step since she was now standing so close he could feel her body heat.
He stared after her retreating back, noting the tiny tight shorts and vest top that left almost nothing to the imagination. As soon as the bathroom door closed behind her he went back to stand by the door, his robes firmly closed, hiding the evidence of yet another arousal.

The sound of the toilet flushing, followed by running water alerted him to her return, and once she was back in bed he closed the door and made a hasty exit.
Even a cold shower did nothing to dispel the vision of her scantily clad body, and as much as he tried to deny the fact he desired her, he knew it was pointless. Lying on his bed, he forced images into his mind of past conquests as his hand stoked furiously over his cock, but her image forced it�s way back from the far recesses of his mind just as he came with a moan, shame flooding his face as his seed splattered onto his chest and stomach.
In the privacy of her bed, curtains closed and a silencing charm in place, Lucy finally gave in and slid a hand between her legs. She tweaked a nipple, then massaged the full globe while her fingers slid into her wetness, spreading it round and caressing her clit. She thought of Blaize, the way he would sometimes use his mouth to arouse and excite her, but he was soon replaced by Severus, glittering black eyes watching her from his position between her thighs, his tongue doing the most erotic things imaginable while he finger fucked her hard and fast. He nibbled her clit, suckling and dragging it between his teeth until she cried out, begging him not to stop as her orgasm took over, causing her to shake, breath coming in shallow gulps.
When Severus next performed a head count, everyone was finally asleep, including Lucy he was relieved to note. When he crossed the room and parted the curtains he could smell her, the scent of arousal strong in his nostrils and he cursed himself when his cock gave a throb. Leaving the alarms in place he finally retired to his own bed for the night.
As Hetty predicted, it was almost lunchtime by the time Lucy woke from her semi drunken slumber, her mouth tasting like something had died in there as her brain pounded it�s own beat against her skull. �Ooh!� She groaned, flinging an arm over her eyes to block the light that seeped through a crack in her curtains. �I�ve died and gone to hell.� She moaned, wanting the world to go away.
�Here.� Tracy stuck her head through the drapes, a cheery smile on her face and a small vial in her hand.
�Go away.� Lucy said, not removing her arm. �I�m dead, let me rest in peace and agony.
�Take this Lucy, it�ll cure your hangover.�
Squinting against the glaring light that was really only a soft glow, she grabbed the proffered bottle and drunk the foul tasting contents. �Oh God, what was that? It�s disgusting.�

�Snape always leaves them for us after one of the schools festivities. We�re lucky, none of the other heads do that. It�s tastes horrid, but it works. Bet your feeling better already.�

Lucy removed her arm and sat up. �Well my heads stopped threatening to burst apart. What time is it?�
�Almost twelve. You and Millicent are the only ones still in bed. Pansy�s trying to get her up now.�
�Oh great, I wanted to spend the day at home, it�s not worth it now, by the time I got ready and got there it would be time to come back. Mind out, my bladders about to rupture.�
Tracy stood back with a chuckle as Lucy dove from the bed and raced to the bathroom. One of the effects of the hangover potion was that it acted as a diuretic, forcing the alcohol from the imbibers body.
By the time they headed to the Great Hall for Sunday lunch, Lucy looked and felt human again. Noticing the dwindled collection of hangover cures set aside on a small table in the common room, Lucy filched four and pocketed them, intending to pass them on to Hermione if she got the chance.
Severus watched her covertly from his seat at the staff table, guilt eating at him for his actions the night before. She came unbidden into his dreams last night, causing him to wake from an extremely erotic dream and apply his hand and once more bring himself to completion, her face imprinted inside his eyelids.
Hermione gratefully took two of the vials when they met in the main hall after lunch. Ginny stayed almost sober the night before, and Hermione was one of the lucky few that never seemed to be affected the following day no matter how much she drank. But Harry and Ron were both still in their beds, bemoaning the state of the world and it�s cruel effects on their skulls and stomachs.
Still unable to bring herself to ask if she could use her old room, and growing heartily sick of Snape always appearing when she or Blaize attempted to sneak from the dorms after lights out, Lucy was growing more and more agitated by the time mid November arrived. The other Slytherins were also rather put out by the way Snape always seemed to sense when one of them was sneaking out of the dormitory, but not as frustrated as Lucy.
Severus refused to admit to himself that he was preventing her from having the opportunity to meet with Zabini for entirely selfish reasons. His mind denied the fact he wanted her for himself, and the thought of her ever again opening her legs for another wizard was almost enough to make him want to drag her from her bed, take her to his rooms and fuck her stupid. But of course these thoughts were not running round the Potion Masters head, he did not desire the chit, and he could not care less who tupped her so long as she showed the utmost discretion when doing so. Like hell he didn�t.
Blaize�s own temper was becoming increasingly short, his attempts at getting Lucy on her own seemingly thwarted each time. Lucy was struggling to concentrate on school work, and snapped at her grandmother when at home the following weekend.
�What is it Lucy, as something wrong at school?�

�Nothings wrong, I�m sorry okay. I�m just� everything�s wrong. I want� need to� you know, and I can�t unless I see him first.�

TBC
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