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 61
“Surely you are not suggesting that I… “
“We have discussed this, Headmaster, I refuse to be anyone’s match. It is impossible you even think that I would consider… “
“Madam Grindelwald, you do not know what you are asking of me.” “Headmaster, it goes against everything I believe in.”
He looked from one to the other, warring with himself, his emotions wanting to acquiesce to their demands, his mind refusing to concede defeat, his morals forcing themselves to the for.
“And what if the Dark Lord were to discover I was her… ‘match’, as you call it? What of the board of governors, the Ministry. I would lose my job, I would be ostracised, shunned by every witch and wizard in the country. I would have no way of earning an income, at the same time being obliged to meet the demands of a … “ He averted his eyes from Hetty, unwilling, unable to continue.
“Personally I think Voldemort would be more than pleased, were you to inform him that my granddaughter was under your protection, your influence shall we call it.”
“And the Ministry and board of governors will know only what we allow. You of all people know about discretion Severus, I see no reason this cannot be kept clandestine until such time as Miss Grindelwald becomes of age. Which I believe is not too far along the road.”
Confronted by logic, and the fact his own willpower was being steadily ground to dust, Severus bowed his head in near defeat. “Have either of you considered I might not be the object of Miss Grindelwald’s desires, that some other wizard may be her so called ‘match’? She has given no indication as far as I am aware, that she even considers me amicable.” He knew he was lying to himself, as well as them, but to openly admit he considered their suppositions correct would be tantamount to admitting he was willing, and more than eager. At least to his way of thinking.
“Were you aware that legillimens was once taught at Hogwarts as part of the curriculum Severus?” Hetty asked him.
Severus was stunned. “No I was not, but I assure you Madam Grindelwald, that I am an accomplished occlumens. I would know had you attempted to invade my thoughts.”
“You are extremely proficient Severus, but Lucy is not. Only when she is cognizant can she will her mind closed. As her grandmother I have no qualms about prying into her thoughts, when she is asleep or lost in her thoughts, should I feel it necessary to her welfare. I am aware of what she told you when you agreed to delegate another Professor as custodian to the annexe.”
“The girl was distraught.” He snapped. “She did not know what she was saying.”
“Yes she did, and you know it. You just will not admit to yourself that you are as enamoured of her as she is of you. I may be old Severus, and certainly on my last legs, but I am not blind or stupid. Both Albus and I have noticed the way you look at her when you believe no one else is aware, your constant efforts to keep her at bay so you will not be forced to confront your own feelings, your own desires. As obscene as it appears for a grandmother to even suggest that her granddaughter should have a relationship with her Professor, you were, and still are in my opinion, the one wizard I believe can fulfil her needs, while offering her the protection necessary, considering the situation with Voldemort.”
“This could work to your advantage Severus, when next you are summoned. Having Miss Grindelwald as your consort could possibly place you higher in his estimation, at the very least he would be averse to distancing you were you to convince him you were in a position to manipulate her ideals.”
Severus knew the Headmaster was right, as was Hetty, but his pride still refused to yield and he made one last desperate attempt to wrangle his way out of the situation. “And if the Dark Lord decides he wants her marked, what then? Who is willing to take responsibility for the outcome? Do I not have enough on my conscience without further adding another innocent?”
“We will all take responsibility Severus, though I truly hope it will not come to that. Miss Grindelwald, when not in a state of unbridled lust, please forgive me for that turn of phrase Hetty, is, or will be, quite formidable I believe, should anyone attempt to force her into doing something against her will.”
“I disagree Headmaster, she is a teenager, and like any adolescent she is easily influenced by her peers and compliant to taking orders from her elders.”
“Is she Severus? She retains her right to remain friends with several Gryffindors, regardless of her housemates objections. She has defied our rules on many occasions with hardly a thought to the consequences of her actions. I for one do not think she will be easily coerced into allowing Voldemort to alter her opinions, especially if she knew the cost such actions would lead to.”
Severus paced the floor, his jaw clenched as Albus’ reasoning and Hetty’s analysis of her granddaughters condition, and only viable solution to it, vied with his own personal battle. Finally he dropped into a chair and ran his fingers through his hair. “It would seem I have no more defences. I have no choice but to concede.” He said softly, unable to offer further argument.
“Good boy, I knew you would see sense.” Hetty told him, patting his shoulder. “It is necessary I visit my sister this coming weekend, Winky and Maxi will of course be accompanying me. It seems a shame for Lucy to stay here suffering, when the cottage is lying empty. I bid you both good day gentlemen.”
“What the hell was that all about?” Severus asked as soon as Hetty closed the door behind her, unsure if he was reading wrongly between the lines.
“Oh I think the suggestion was understood correctly Severus.”
By Friday morning Lucy’s desires were near impossible to suppress. No matter how much she willed herself to stifle her urges, her control only lasted for half an hour or so and the strain was becoming unbearable. She refused to get out of bed, even when Daphne and Tracy rived the covers back and threatened her with a cold wet sponge.
Worried about their friend, Tracy was delegated to inform their head of house that Lucy was not well and would not be attending classes that day.
Severus was obliged to check on her, and was shocked to see the condition she was in. He also knew why she was in this state and again warred with his conscience as to the remedy.
After consulting with the Headmaster, it was decided that rather than placing her in the hospital wing, she be floo’d directly to the annexe, and secured there under the care of a house elf until classes were over. Albus agreed to open the floo so as to enable Severus to floo himself and Lucy directly to Grindelwald cottage after he was finished for the day.
The two wizards waited until the students were in the great Hall for breakfast before transferring the semi-conscious Lucy to the privacy of the annexe. Strong silencing spells were applied to the door and window, ensuring her moans and pleas for release, along with repeated cries of frustration when she was unable to relieve herself with her own hands, would not be heard by anyone who happened to enter the corridor or passing that side of the castle the room overlooked.
Severus bundled her up tightly in the eiderdown from her bed in an attempt to thwart her endeavours at dragging him down on top of her. Albus immediately applied a sticking charm to her arms and legs when Somewhat dishevelled, Severus laid her on the annexe bed and stepped back.
Lucy was free in seconds, her sights already set on the dark haired wizard standing near the door.
The moment he laid hands on her in the dormitory she inhaled his scent and knew it was him, the only one able to slake the hunger she felt overwhelming her. Had someone asked her to put a name to him at that moment, Lucy would not have been able to do so, all she knew was he, and he alone was who she was destined to be with. She didn’t know why, she only knew it had to be.
Now he was out of her reach and something held her to the bed, preventing her from reaching her target and she instinctively willed herself free, free to make her way towards her destiny.
Severus’ eyes widened when Lucy freed herself from Albus’ charm, he swallowed hard when she crawled, cat like along the bed, climbed from it and made her way towards him, slowly, determinedly, sensuously, a feral gleam in her eyes.
“Incarcerous.” The almost desperate Potion Master cast the spell, thin, snake like cords flew from his wand, wrapping tightly around the approaching witch. He quickly followed with “Mobilicorpus.” and floated the trussed up female back to her bed.
Again she was free in moments.
“I think your presence is making her worse Severus. It might be better if you were to leave.” Albus suggested when Lucy jumped from the bed with a low growl and headed straight for the Potions master.
“Commoror positus.” (roughly translated, means immovable, stay in position) Albus cried, halting her momentum temporarily. “Hurry Severus. Leave, and send an elf.” Albus demanded as Lucy again shrugged off the charm meant to hold her in place.
Severus spun and shot from the room, startled at the way she seemed to repel the binding charms, and more than a little shaken over her unmistakable intentions towards him.
Albus hurriedly explained the importance of limiting Lucy to this room as soon as the elf appeared. “Under no circumstances is she to be allowed to leave. Restrain her anyway you can, using elf magic if necessary.” He said, reapplying the perficus totalis for the third time on the young woman. “Any sustenance must be brought by another elf, you are not to let her out of your sight for an instant. Should her condition deteriorate, send word to either me or Professor Snape immediately.”
“Yes Sir, Fingles is doing that. Tells you or the Snape if the miss not well, and have other elf’s brings food and drinks. Not letting her leave Fingles eyes for a single one second Sir. Not even a blink. Fingles is taking care of the miss Fingles is.”
Even as she spoke, the little elf raised her hands, palms out in the direction of the young woman climbing from the bed once more.
Faint blue wisps of light gently surrounded Lucy, causing her to calm and sit down, a far-away look in her eyes.
“The miss will rest now, Headmaster is not to be worrying any more.” Fingle told him as she helped the confused Lucy into bed.
Albus breathed a sigh of relief and left the room to make his way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
He paused to whisper brief details of the arrangements to Severus, then sat down as though nothing untoward had happened.
TBC
Aha. How long will the elf keep her under control?
Things are moving at an alarming pace now. Encouraging reviews are really needed. I might even post the next chapter tonight if the reviews are REALLY good. ; )
ccino
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