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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

A/N: And so it begins. Severus and Lucy, a little teaser to wet your lips. (No pun intended) Evil cackles from ccino

Chapter 62

Severus morning was spent in a constant state of agitation. The students were set to read chapters from their text books, the Professor not trusting himself to be completely on the ball should he set them to brew a potion and one of them make a mistake. He alternated between pacing the classroom, which made the students nervous, and sitting behind his desk when he thought about the way she looked at him in the annexe. Especially when he contemplated what he would be doing that evening to alleviate her symptoms, the sporadic throbs from his member a constant reminder that he would soon be sinking said organ into her more than willing body. Barely managing to stifle a groan at the imagery filling his head, Severus schooled his face to one of bland distaste while sweeping his eyes over the bowed heads of his fourth year class.

As soon as the bell sounded he shouted at them to hurry up and get out, then headed for his stores to take a calming draught. Whilst there he pocketed several phials of pepper up essence, a more concentrated version of what Poppy kept in the infirmary. If what he witnessed in the common room the night he confronted her with Blaize, and her behaviour in the annexe this morning were anything to go by, he was going to need it.

The calming draught worked quickly and Severus felt able to make his way to the great Hall for lunch.

Barely had he started on his food when the Headmaster entered and passed him a piece of folded parchment. He scowled when he read it, then stood and left the hall.
�Oh Professor, Fingles is glad you comes Sir. The miss is not being too good. Even with Fingles magic she is grows weak and cries big sobs Sir. Fingles is telling the great Dumbledore and he is saying you is comes to ease hers problem, makes her happy tills you can do big magic to make her well again. Says Fingles to leave when you comes, not to return until the Snape says so.�
Before Severus could object the elf blinked out, and he was left with a sobbing, writhing witch who seemed to more than sense his presence.
�Please.� She pleaded breathily. ��Want. Need.� She cried softly, not rising, but reaching beseechingly out for him with one hand, while the other roamed the contours of her breasts, stomach and lower regions, glazed eyes surveying him.
�Dear Gods.� He murmured, eyes transfixed to the undulating witch. He quickly locked and warded the door, then added to the silencing spells, including the walls, floor and ceiling, anxious that someone should hear when he acquiesced to the Headmasters request.
After unfastening his cape and laying it on the back of an armchair, he moved to sit on the hard wooden chair beside the bed. He ran a finger round the inside of a collar that suddenly felt too tight, while beads of sweat surfaced on his brow.
�You came.� She whispered her eyes focused now, darkened with longing as the object of her desire finally came to her.

She rived at the flimsy vest top she was wearing, fingers ripping the fabric from neck to hem, her back arching, breasts thrust out, her hands pressing them together, squeezing them, caressing them.
Severus closed his eyes against the vision before him, desperately trying to bring his own hunger under control. He prayed to every known deity to absolve him from what he was about to do, then jumped when a hand landed on his upper thigh, fingers tracing their way to his groin.

Lucy cried out her protest when her searching fingers were caught in an iron grip, preventing her from reaching her goal. �No, please. You must. Need you, now. Have to� �
�Shh.� Severus told her, trying to instil some calm into her so he could muster up the courage to do what must be done. �I will attempt to give you some relief Miss Grindelwald, but you must try and resist all attempts to gain access to my person. I know what you want, what you think you need, but I am not at liberty to offer that to you at this moment. I do not have time for one thing. I will however do my best to give you some reprieve from your torment, but you must trust me, and allow me to proceed in the way I see fit.�
Severus may as well have been talking to the wall for all the notice she took of him. She fought against his restraining hands, begging him to take her, fuck her anyway he wanted so long as he filled her and gave her what she needed.
Severus found himself hard put not to give in and do just that, but he had classes to take, and he had not eaten, so he placed a firm hand on her shoulder, pressing her back as he tentatively rested his other hand on her knee.
It was like an electric shock to both of them when their skin came into contact.

Lucy�s legs opened the moment she felt his fingers graze against the soft skin of her leg.

Again Severus swallowed hard, unable to tear his gaze away from the maddening, but extraordinarily erotic woman in front of him. She keened when his hand moved higher, lifting her hips from the bed in obvious invitation.
Her sighs, gasps, and gentle cries alone were enough to cause him to harden uncomfortably in the confines of his trousers, and he despised himself for it. But her needs were foremost now and he forced himself to concentrate on that and that alone.
Lucy, her hands now free to roam at will, plucked at a nipple, her head thrown back in pleasure, while the other moved down to remove her shorts, only to have it slapped away as fingers slid under the stretchy material and brushed across the swollen, fleshy folds beneath.
Severus dare not allow her to remove the shorts, fearing his resolve would leave him were he to catch sight of what he was now touching. His jaw ached from clenching his teeth as a finger found it�s way into the warm, slippery opening. He parted her folds and added another, while his thumb circled the engorged nub a little higher up. Lucy yelled loudly, grabbing his hand, pressing it hard against her core, thrusting into his palm.
Shocked, Severus grabbed her wrist, placing her hand back on her breast, then refocused on bringing about her release. His trousers were now tight enough to restrict the flow of blood to his member and he feared his cock would explode if she did not come soon. He added a third finger, plunging more deeply, working his thumb harder, his eyes still glued to her face. She looked beautiful, lips slightly parted, a light flush covering her face, shoulders and chest. Her breathing was becoming harsher, long, deep, breathy moans escaping her lips with each exhalation. Severus was ready to blow in his pants and prayed she would hurry so he could lock himself in the bathroom and relieve himself. He breathed deeply, long ragged breaths as he fought with his own needs while trying to slake hers.

When her muscles began tightening round his fingers, he redoubled his efforts, telling her she was close, encouraging her to let go, to allow it to happen.
When the sound of his deep dulcet tones, invaded her mind, Lucy opened her eyes to see the wizard�s pained expression as he fought with his own burning desire while trying desperately to fulfil hers. The instant their eyes met she lost all sense of self, hearing only his voice, seeing only those twin pools of pitch black, giving herself over to the sensation of the hand working hard to bring about her release. And release she did, hands flying up to clutch his jacket, yanking him forward, meeting him partway, locking her mouth to his as she shuddered and bucked into his hand, knowing nothing but the wonderful, pleasurable bliss of orgasm.
Severus was taken by surprise when she grabbed and kissed him. He was so engrossed in what he was doing and watching her reactions to his ministrations he was returning the kiss before he realised.
When she finally came he let go of her like a shot and jumped from the chair, startled eyes darting about the room as he dashed to the adjoining bathroom before Lucy even started to come down.

He locked the door and fumbled with his trouser fastenings, cursing under his breath at his own clumsiness. When he finally managed to free himself it took only three short stroke before he ejaculated, his seed splattering on the floor. He had not even got as far as moving away from the door, still leaning against it as he caught his breath.

As soon as his legs ceased their trembling, he scourgified the mess on the floor, then went to the sink to wash his hands of her scent, though he could not resist a small taste before removing the evidence of his intimate dealings with the witch.

When he re emerged a few minutes later Lucy was sitting up, eyes again darkened with desire and fixed on the bathroom door, waiting for him.

Before she could do or say anything he called for Fingle, grabbed his robe and left the room before she could tempt him further.
Unable to face sitting in the hall after what just occurred, Severus headed for his office and flood the kitchen to order a sandwich and a pot of tea before his next lesson was due, his mind a whirl of guilt, lust, and anticipation for the evening to come.

TBC

Now that has to be worth a few reviews, surely. It wasn�t easy writing this chapter with a frustrated Potion Master breathing down my neck, insisting I let him do more than just relieve her with his hand. Now he�s gonna sulk until you review enough to let him have his oats. And a sulky Severus is NOT conductive to juicy lemons.

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