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Just Another Snape/Mary Sue Story	By : OktoberBlack Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4504 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lunch over, it was now time to brave the wilds of the mall�
and shop with Snape.

�Where to first?� I asked.

�I would
like some clothing,� Snape started and I glanced at Amanda.

�What do
think? Preppy? Gothic?
Classic? Or the outdoorsy type?�
I asked, and she grinned. Snape grimaced.

�I would
like some clothing that is� appropriate, thank you very much,� he
muttered. �I am not a doll for you to
dress.�

�Fair
enough,� Amanda said and I smirked.

�Too bad
though,�aid aid and she laughed again.
�How about over there?� I suggested, pointing to a store that seemed to
sell a variety of men�s clothing � nothing too young looking though. We walked over and Snape looked in the
window.

�It may
do,� he answered, heading inside.

But it didn�t.

And it turned out that Snape was not just a picky person
about food and music � he was very picky about his clothing. I supposed I should have guessed that at the
beginning. He made us go to almost
every men�s store in the mall before he was satisfied with the clothing he�d
purchased. And he didn�t even give us
the satisfaction of letting us suggest things or see him model the new clothing
� he wouldn�t let us into the stores with him at all except for me to pay for
it! It really wasn�t fair at all. But once he was suited up with shorts and
shirts, socks and shoes, and underwear (as he had only one pair at the moment),
Amanda and I decided to shop for ourselves.
And we wanted Snape to watch us model the clothing � when the shoe was
on the other foot, we didn�t mind as much being dress-up dolls for his
pleasure. It was even a bit fun. We started with leather and it went downhill
from there. The Leather Ranch had a
number of items in pink, which made Amanda very happy � she tried on a leather
vest in pink and a short pink leather skirt, modelling them for Snape who
seemed a bit blas� about the whole thing.
I tried on a pair of leather trousers and a black leather bustier � it
got a bit more of a response from him, but I think it was because it was black,
not because it looked good or anything.
We went from leather to lingerie, heading to the nearest La Vie en Rose
and a nice selection of pretty, frilly things.
Not much for me, but Amanda liked the stuff they had there a lot.

�Too bad we
can�t try it on,� she said, holding up a little pink merry widow.

�You can
try that on,� the saleswoman said.
�Just keep your bra on with it.�

�Naw�
that�s not the fun way,� I said and Amanda giggled. Snape merely rolled his eyes and then sighed. He turned to head out the door.

�Wait! Do you like this one?� Amanda asked, holding
up the merry widow.

�Certainly. How could I not?� he said
sarcastically. I shook my head.

�I think
it�s cool. Why not get the whole
set? It�s on sale and we can� play with
it when we get home tonight,� I suggested. Her eyes went wide.

�Ooooooh,
good idea,� she said. �I�ll take it and
those panties, and I need a pair of pink fishnet stockings if you have
them.� While she went to ring up her
purchases, I headed out to the bench where Snape was waiting for us. He was still in his white shirt and black
wool pants � I guess in the cool of the mall it was fairly comfortable.

�Is this
what you do all day?� he asked critically.
�Shop and eat?�

�No,� I
said, looking at him incredulously. �I
usually work all day, but I�m on vacation.�

�Ah,
vacation. I never take one myself,� he
said.

�Why? Too decadent? Or just afraid to let yourself go?� I asked nastily.

�Let myself
go? I�m not certain I know what you
mean.�

�You know �
let your hair down. Do whatever you
want, whenever you want. Have a good
time? You seem a bit uptight in the�
er� in the books.�

�Uptight? Me?� he growled at me. I looked at him in surprise.

�Yeah,
sure. Uptight. You never have a good time and you always
seem to want to make sure no one else has a good time either,� I said. He narrowed his eyes at me and smirked.

�I believe
I had a very good time last night,� he murmured. I blushed.

�Well,
yeah, okay� but that never happens in the books,� I said.

�And that
is exactly what I meant before � when I was looking at those god-forsaken
toys! If you never see me in that light
in those bedamned children�s novels, then how did you know what kind of a man I
would truly be should you actually conjure me here?� he demanded. Thankfully, Amanda arrived just then, parcel
in hand.

�Ready to
go?� she chirped. I sighed.

�I
suppose,� I answered, unwilling to head out into the blistering heat of the day
just yet. �Isn�t there anything else we
can do here instead of going back home?�

�Well, you
haven�t bought anything for yourself yet,� Amanda pointed out. �We could get something for you to� play
with later too.� I grinned.

�Yeah,
that�s true. I can�t remember the last
time I bought lingerie,� I said, standing up.
�And I think I heard something about a franchise of Frederick�s of
Hollywood opening up here � it would be the first one in Canada I think.�

�I�m in
Canada?� Snape asked, frowning.

�It�s
interesting that it never occurred to you to ask about that before,� I
observed. He rolled his eyes at me.

�I was
under the impression that I was somewhere in the United States,� he stated
flatly. �Having never been to Canada, I
was unsure as to what to expect, I suppose.�

< sty style='mso-tab-count:1'> �Yeah, it
does look a lot like an American city, doesn�t it?� Amanda mused as we headed
down the mall.

�Well,
yeah, I suppose. But Toronto is a
Canadian city through and through,� I noted absently, looking around for the
store I wanted. There it was � at the
end of the next turnoff. We headed down
the hallway on our right and down at the end was a huge glitzy store, full of
balloons and people, with a big sign over the doorway that read �Grand Opening
Sale!� �I mean, this is the first of
its kind in a Canadian mall, I�ll bet.
And Yorkdale is the mall that would have it here. It�s the most American, if you ask me.� We stood outside the store for a moment,
taking it all in. People were walking
in and out, and the windows were full of half-dressed manikins, all wearing
very sexy lingerie. It was definitely
not as subtle as La Vie en Rose. Snape
sighed then, a sound that seemed to indicate he�d given up all hope.

�Very well,
then,� he said, heading towards the door.
�If we must, then let�s get it over with as quickly as possible.� But of course, that wasn�t to be. For as soon as he entered the door, a huge
alarm sounded and a ton more balloons dropped from the ceiling onto our
heads. �Merlin�s Bones!� Two very scantily dressed models and a woman
in a business suit approached him, wide grins on their faces.

�Congratulations! You�re our one hundredth customer for today
� our grand opening day! And as our one
hundredth customer, you get $100 of lingerie free!� The models draped themselves over his arms and he spluttered a
bit, obviously a bit overwhelmed by this attention.

�Madam,
kindly remove yourself from my arm,� he hissed, but the models merely gripped
him for all they were worth, as the newspaper photographers moved in to take
pictures for the local paper. Free
advertising was worth a lot to the manager and she wasn�t about to let Snape
get away from her.

�Now, Sir,
who wouldn�t love to have their picture taken with our lovely models here? This is Michele and this is Veronica;
they�re our Frederick�s of Hollywood spokesmodels for our new Canadian store,�
the manager indicated, grinning widely for the cameras that began flashing at
Snape and his two new friends. He stood
grimly between the two desperate models, their grins fading as they began to
realize they would never break through his icy exterior. The photographers snapped several photos of
this unlikely threesome before allowing Snape to continue further into the
store. We followed, unsure of our part
in all of this � was the gift for him alone?
In that case, he�d better find something here he wanted� Or could we use
the gift certificate, as he probably wouldn�t want it anyway? The manager and the two models led him
towards the cash register, presumably to give him his gift certificate. We stood a bit away as the manager quizzed
him gently about his name, his job, and for whom was he shopping on this lovely
day?

�I am not
shopping for anybody,� happeapped. �I
was merely accompanying these two women, who were intending to shop for
themselves.� He indicated us. I looked at Amanda, who looked at me and
shrugged. We stepped forward a bit.

�Yeah, he�s
with us. It�s just a coincidence that
he stepped into the store first, really.
We were shopping for me, really,� I said, shrugging again.

�I see,�
the manager said, smiling again. I
thought I could detect a small crack in her veneer, as her smile faltered
slightly. �Well, we can accommodate
that. The gift certificate is yours,
Sir, to use as you see fit. But it must
be used today.�

�Very
well. Give it to Terra, then, and I
have faith that she�ll spend it immediately,� he said, waving the manager away
with one hand. She smiled again, her
lips quivering slightly and just the slightest frown making its way to the
small wrinkle between her eyebrows.

�Of
course. I�m happy to do that. If you�ll just sign here that you�ve
received it, then,� she said, proffering Snape a pen. He narrowed his eyes at her.

�I do not
sign anything unless it is absolutely necessary,� he stated.

�It�s
absolutely necessary, Sir. Otherwise I
can�t give you the gift certificate,� she insisted. He sighed.

�This is
ridiculous. How can it possibly be
necessary?�

�I assure
you, Sir��

�Can you
just pretend that one of us won the gift certificate and then we can sign for
the damn thing?� Amanda interrupted. �It
might be easier��

�Oh, I
couldn�t do that�� the manager said, slightly miffed. Her veneer was completely gone by now and she looked tired. �I mean, the papers have his picture and I
need his signature on this form.
Otherwise head office won�t allow the gift certificate to go through.�

�But
they�ll never know who it was really. I
mean, who knows his name, after all?
I�ll sign for him and no one will ever know,� Amanda insisted. The manager looked scandalized, but after a
couple more minutes of trying to convince Snape to sign something he refused
even to look at, she acquiesced and Amanda signed for the gift. Then we went shopping.

I must have tried on almost everything the store had to sell
in black before I finally managed to settle on an outfit. We wanted to make it a surprise for Snape,
so we asked him politely to wait outside � something he was only too willing to
do. I�ve found that no matter how much
a man enjoys lingerie, they tend to find lingerie stores a bit embarrassing, or
overwhelming. Kind of like it�s a
woman�s place and not a man�s place � and they know it. Amanda and I finally chose a black, vinyl
bustier with matching g-string, and lace-topped, thigh-high, fishnet
stockings. Very sexy. Not that I had shoes to go with this, so the
next stop was the impractical shoe store � pick one, they all had the same kind
of selection. Once again, Snape waited
out in the mall, wandering from storefront to storefront and muttering about
the absurdity of the goods they sold.
Amanda and I tried on shoe after shoe, finally settling on pink high
heels for her and black ones for me � both in a kind of slingback pump. By the time we were finished shopping, it
was almost dinnertime � we�d managed to kill most of the day shopping at the
mall. We were all exhausted, as the
mall will do that to you, so I drove us home in silence, battling traffic the
whole way. This time Snape didn�t grip
the handle and the dash in fear, but merely watched carefully as I navigated us
through the huge amount of traffic on the freeway. It was hot in traffic and all three of us were wilting from the
heat by the time we got home. I let us
into the hot house, throwing down my parcels and going to make sure all the
blinds and curtains were drawn to try and keep it dark and somewhat
cooler. Snape stood for a minute in the
hallway before heading silently into the living room. He emerged with his wand.

�What are
you going to do?� Amanda asked with some trepidation. I figured I was the one who should be worried, as it was me he
couldn�t release from my bonds the last time he tried a spell. But it was a good question. I raised my eyebrow, sighing from the heat
and exhaustion.

�I am going
to try a cooling spell, as this house is absolutely unbearable and I refuse to
put up with it any longer,� he stated, holding his wand up in his right
hand. The spell was a simple one, made
more complex by the fact that he was cooling the house and containing the
coolness inside of it. He was also
aiming for a specific temperature. He
tried the spell four times before it worked � sort of. It wouldn�t hold at the temperature he
wanted, but wavered from cold to warm randomly. But it got cooler almost as soon as he�d uttered the spell the
forth time. We all sighed. �And I refuse to go back to that� mall just
to be cool,� he spat. �If you need me,
I shall be in the bedroom, taking a nap.�
And he headed into my bedroom, closing the door behind him. Amanda glanced at me.

�You can
share my bed,� she offered and I shook my head.

�We have
two beds in the bedroom. Maybe I can
use one and he can use the other.� We
parted to our respective bedrooms for naps in the blissful coolness of the
house, Amanda closing her door behind her and me knocking on my own bedroom
door. Snape didn�t answer, so I just
pushed it open.

�Does that
door not lock?� he snapped, in the process of pulling off his trousers.

�No, it
doesn�t,� I snapped back, heading over to the other side of the room. �There are two beds here in my room and I
want to use one of them, whether you have any objections or not.� I sat down on the edge of my bed and undid
my belt. Snape was still standing, his
trousers half-on, half-off, looking at me in disbelief.

�Am I not
allowed any privacy at all?� he demanded finally.

�You know,
I really wasn�t expecting to have two guests this week. I didn�t conjure you here! And neither did Amanda! So if you want to use this room, you�ll have
to share it. Otherwise, you can share
the second guest bedroom downstairs with the cats. It�s private � it even has it�s own bathroom, although it�s not
as nice as this one.� I looked at him
with one eyebrow raised. �If you like,
I�ll go make up the bed for you. But
I�m sleeping in my own room, in my own bed.�
He sighed in response and continued taking off his trousers.

�Very
well. I will sleep here in this bed as
sleeping with your cats,� and he practically spat the word, �is not
particularly attractive.�

�Don�t
worry, I don�t snore,� I responded, grabbing my favourite blanket and climbing
onto my bed. I always nap on top of my
comforter with my knit blanket on top of me.
It�s wonderful and I sleep very well usually. I sat up and took off my bra without removing my shirt, flinging
it onto the chair next to my bed, and then I lay down. Snape removed his white shirt, placing it
carefully on the chair next to his bed, and then, clad only in his boxers, he
climbed under the comforter. The
curtains were closed, the room was dark and cool, and within moments I was
asleep.
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