Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

The Grindelwald Legacy	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 59
- 60
- 61
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 60

Severus had already informed the Headmaster that Lucy could not bring herself to approach him about the use of the annexe, hence Professor Sprout was allocated the task. As yet Lucy had not asked to use the room, and both Severus and Albus had noticed her changing persona as the weeks passed. What Severus did not mention, was the words Lucy left him with when he confronted her about her obvious dalliance with Malfoy.

Now he was located in the Headmasters office, with Madam Grindelwald and Albus, reluctantly discussing the situation, along with possible reasons and solutions.
�I thought she had secured herself a boyfriend.� Hetty said.
�She is, or rather has, been rather close with Mr Zabini, though of late she does appear to be keeping her distance somewhat.� Severus informed them.
�But why, have they argued. Has something happened to make her avoid him?� Hetty wanted to know. �She refuses to tell me anything. And why won�t she ask you if she can use that room Severus? What is with the girl?�
She appears to be restraining herself from all interaction at the moment, though why is unclear. The strain is obvious on her face, in her whole demeanour.� Albus told them.
Severus paced the room, he knew he should enlighten them as to Lucy�s parting words that day, but found the very idea of doing too completely abhorrent. He was forced to admit to himself that he actually understood Lucy�s reluctance to speak with him that day, since he now, was in a similar situation. What was worse he wanted to act on those words, his body betraying him most nights with it�s wanton display of lust and demand for release. His mind insisting Lucy be the only image he could conjure as he stroked maddeningly at his cock until he came. How was he meant to divulge that Lucy refused to ask his permission to use the annexe because she was pining after him? How could he even broach the subject without the risk of enlightening them to the fact those feelings were reciprocal, that he hankered after the girl? Woman? How could he admit he wanted nothing more than to bed her, discover the delights that lay between those thighs, possess her in every way imaginable? It simply was not possible to confess he wanted what they suggested from the beginning. And the Dark Lord, what would his response be should Severus decide to concede to their wishes? Would such a relationship afford her the protection Albus and Hetty seemed to think it would? Or would it place both their lives in even greater jeopardy? Would Lucy even accept him, despite what she said? Perhaps he misheard her words, perhaps she said something completely different to what he thought he heard. Was it conceivable that he could take her as his� what? What would she be to him? His lover? Definitely not. He desired the gi� woman, he did not love her. How would they explain her absences when they engaged? Worse, what if someone was to see her entering his rooms, then notice she did not return for quite a while? Detentions would only suffice as an occasional excuse, she was hardly outstanding at potions, so extra curricular studying was out of the question. If anything she was still behind the rest of the sixth years with most subjects. Though that could work to his advantage, were she to need� remedial potions twice a week for example, it would serve to increase her ability to brew, along with allowing them to� Severus suddenly realised which track his thoughts were taking and turned to find Hetty and Albus both watching him intently.
For one interminable minute, silence pervaded the Headmasters office. Two wizards, one witch, each wondering what the other two were thinking. All, unknowingly to the other two, pondering in one way or another, if Lucy and Severus just might, finally, admit their feelings for one another.
Severus was unaware of it, but Albus frequently witnessed the covert glances and wistful stares his Potions Master often sent in Lucy�s direction. He had observed how Severus� expressions would darken whenever Zabini would casually place a hand on her arm, or sidle close to her at the dining table. He noticed the recurrent glares and scowls reserved solely for any young male who happened to be in the slightest bit tactile with the young woman.
Likewise Hetty had been unable to avoid hearing her granddaughters voice through the bedroom wall, Severus� name uttered in her sleep. Hetty was an experienced legillimens, learning the skill many, many years ago along with Albus and several other of their peers when they attended Hogwarts as youngsters.
Legillimens in those days was not considered a threat of any kind, it was only in later years that the Ministry decided it could be used to uncover confidential information the Ministry preferred to keep secret. As such, any witch or wizard wishing to learn the art were required to undergo rigorous checks into their background, and an unassailable reason for wanting to become an accomplished legillimens was needed before they were allowed to commence. Witches and wizards already accomplished in the art were required to register with the Ministry, though few actually did. Severus was a self taught legillimens/occlumens, having started practicing the art when he was barley twelve years old, learning about it from a semi-dark arts book he found amongst some of his mothers things after her demise. He�d originally started with occlumancy in the hope of blocking thoughts of his mothers death from his mind, but as he continued to improve, he found himself absorbed in both areas of this alternative realm of magic, and found it helped take his mind off the more disturbing predicaments he sometimes found himself in with the Marauders.
Hetty had no qualms about sneaking into her granddaughters mind when she was asleep, gently sifting through the girls memories, dreams, and thoughts until she found what she was looking for.
�So my granddaughter refuses to use the proffered facility because of the necessity of asking you?� Hetty asked of Severus.
�Apparently.� He replied.
�Yet she has still not approached professor Sprout for the use of the room, even though we know she is in dire need of it at the moment. In fact has been so for the last couple of weeks at least.� Albus commented.
�That is correct Headmaster.� Severus said, disliking the way this conversation was going, despising himself for wanting to finally let the truth out into the open, yet simultaneously dreading it.
Hetty and Albus looked at each other.

�Severus, are you aware of the reason she was unable to ask you for the use of the room?�

Severus� head snapped up from the curious brass instrument he was absently examining. �Headmaster, Miss Grindelwald is young and immature, whatever reason she thinks she may have as regards being unable to approach me are immaterial.� He said haughtily, still unwilling to admit, even to himself, that he wanted to be the one, the only one, to keep Miss Grindelwald�s urges at bay. Refusing to recognise his own body�s constant reminders of wanting to delve into the depths of that forbidden young flesh, denying the images and dreams that haunted him relentlessly. He purposely found fault with her during class, mainly to prove to himself that the witch meant nothing to him, that his dreams were just that, sleep induced imaginings he had no control over. His body�s reactions during daylight hours nothing more than the corollary any male would experience after being confronted with a female who was in an almost constant state of heat.
Hetty stood and walked over to the potions Master. �It is not immaterial Severus, in fact it is quite the opposite. Whether she realises it or not, she has found her match. You know it, and I know it. Lucy�s powers are beginning to manifest even as we speak, much sooner than I expected, but they are. From what I already know, and the scant bit of information I recently ascertained from old documents, I am assuming she and her� mate, have made physical contact recently. It does not have to be much, the brush of a hand, fingers meeting when an item is passed from one to the other. Because of that she will endeavour to resist any further advances from the young males at her disposal, to the point she will make herself ill. Eventually she will do one of two things, either succumb when she can no longer combat the feelings any more, in which case I fear many young wizards will find themselves in a state of� well, or she will simply wither away into a state of madness.�

Severus looked appalled at the old witch. �Ridiculous.� He spluttered. �Why on earth would she� ? Why can she not simply� ? Who? Who is her match? Surely it is possible to arrange a tryst between the two of them.�
Now Albus stood and walked from behind his desk, a defeated look upon his face. �Because it all depends on whether her match is willing to accept her, to admit he wants this unification, as much as he denies it exists.�
Severus could not imagine any sane wizard denying wanting Lucy Grindelwald. Except for himself of course. �So who is he? Have you spoken to the boy? Is he amenable to such an� assignation?�
�You tell us Severus.� Hetty said, her eyes never leaving his for a moment.
TBC
Laughs evilly. Will he, wont he?

Reviews ladies, the answer is written, ready for posting.

ccino
- 59
- 60
- 61
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Grindelwald Legacy