The Day I Did Snape-Complete! | By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 47177 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Lucius landed in Severus Snape’s private office. For the
first time since he saw Ginny Weasley that day, the magic pushing him to shag a
sixteen year old girl went away. He let out a sigh of relief.
Snape was sitting at his desk, grading a few parchments. He
looked up and raised an eyebrow at Lucius running a wand over his body to get
the soot off.
“Is there something I can help you with Lucius?” he asked,
gesturing to one of the chairs for Lucius to sit.
Lucius walked to Snape’s desk and looked at one of the
chairs in disgust. He leaned against his cane and stood.
“There is something you can help me with my friend. Do you
by chance have a fresh batch of Veritaserum?”
Lucius continued to gaze at Snape steadily even though on
the inside everything was in turmoil. He couldn’t believe that he, a seasoned
Slytherin, asked for the one thing a true Slytherin would never ask for.
Snape stopped scratching a scathing reply on his students’
parchment.
“May I ask what you would need this Veritaserum for?”
Lucius gripped the head of his cane so hard, his knuckles
were turning white.
“I can’t say right now, Lord knows who could be listening in
on what we have to say. I will tell you everything at Malfoy Manor,” he managed
to get out.
Snape’s face was carefully blank as he stood from where he
sat.
“Of course Lucius, let me just get what we need and we can
be on our way,”
Snape left Lucius to stand in the office while he went into
his stores to grab the Veritaserum.
He didn’t know what Lucius was playing at. Was the
Veritaserum for him or was it needed for the Dark Lord.
There were rumors circling around the Death Eaters that the
Dark Lord was residing in Malfoy Manor. If that was true, then he was in big trouble.
Snape grabbed the actual potion and he grabbed a fake. He
didn’t know why he grabbed the actual potion for it wouldn’t help him
accomplish anything at all but his gut told him to do it and he never ignored
his gut.
Snape went back into his office. He caught Lucius staring at
the ground, absently caressing the snake head of his cane. It was a strange
pose for Lucius never wasted actions that could gain him some type of
advantage.
Something strange was going on and Snape was going to find
out what it was.
“Ready to go Lucius?”
Lucius jolted out of his day dream and looked up at Snape
with his familiar haughty mask.
“Quite, lead the way Severus,”
Both men took a hand full of floo and disappeared in the
flames to Malfoy Manor.
---
Ginny let out a sigh of relief when Lucius left. The magic
between them was almost unbearable and didn’t go away until Lucius went away.
She didn’t really recall what Lucius said before he left,
she only remembered arguing with him and then being turned on by the way he
took control of their argument.
‘Gods I wish he’d fuck
me already,’ Ginny thought before she could stop herself.
The man looked at her like she was a piece of meat. Hell,
the spark in his eyes alone made her want to rape him.
“Look Weasel, don’t you ever call me ferret in front of my
father again,” Draco said snapping Ginny out of her thoughts.
Ginny rolled her eyes and flopped onto the couch. She closed
her eyes and savored the comfortable velvet.
“If you weren’t such an idiot and an asshole I wouldn’t have
to call you anything,” she said.
Draco glared at Ginny.
“Shut up you little blood traitor—you forget who your
superiors are. One word from me and my father can keep you shut in the Manor
until your precious Potter kills the Dark Lord—or dies trying to do it,”
“You shut up you pureblood piece of shit! I’m tired of
hearing you talk as if you’re better than everyone else. If you were, Hermione
wouldn’t be kicking your ass in every class Hogwarts has to offer,”
“Don’t you ever speak of that mudblood in this house again!” Draco spat.
Ginny’s eyes popped open. She turned to face Draco who stood
by the fire place, her nose flaring in anger.
“That’s my best friend and the god mother of my children you
fucking asshole,”
Before Ginny knew what was happening, Draco face was in
hers. He sneered down at her, grabbing a fist full of hair as he did so.
“What did I tell you about talking back to your superiors?”
he asked, tugging on it hard with his hand.
Ginny ignored the pain that went through her head and
punched him as hard as she could in his stomach.
Draco let go of Ginny’s hair, clutching his stomach as he
fell to the ground.
Ginny blew a strand of hair out of her eye and stepped over
Draco’s groaning form.
She walked toward the entrance of the room, hoping beyond
hope that she would be able to leave the Manor.
It was just Ginny’s luck that the door opened as she reached
for the handle. A beautiful, slim blonde woman stepped into the room.
She looked at Ginny in surprise. When she heard Draco
groaning, she quickly turned her head over to him trying to get off the floor.
“What is going on here?” she asked her pretty brow furrowing.
“Um …” Ginny bit her lip, looking over to where Draco was.
The fireplace turned green and Snape jumped out. Ginny let
out a sigh of relief and quickly made her way over to him.
A few moments later, Lucius jumped out of the fireplace.
The magic that had surrounded Ginny before when Lucius was
near her came back tenfold.
“Severus—how nice it is to see you again after such a long
summer and fall. Lucius, I understand that you like to have your … fun but do
you really have to have her into our nice sitting room?” the pretty woman asked
walking deeper into the room.
Snape glanced sharply over at Ginny. The only indication
that he gave in being surprised was a raised eyebrow.
“Ah, I see you don’t recognize her Cissy
dear—this here is the youngest member of the Weasley family,” Lucius said, not
really answering his wife’s question.
“Did you really have to bring such filth into our house—I
mean look at what she did to our son?” Narcissa asked.
All eyes in the room fell on Draco, who knelt on the ground
holding his stomach.
“Son?” Lucius said, the one word asking the question on
everyone’s mind.
“That bitch punched me,” Draco snarled.
“That’s what you get for putting your hands on me you fuzzy
little ferret,” Ginny snapped putting her hands on her hips.
It took all of Snape’s willpower not to hex the blonde boy.
Lucius’ emotions on the other hand were quite close to the surface. He had to
look away from his son for fear of hurting him.
“Leave Draco,” he said quietly.
“But father—”
“Now Draco!”
“Lucius you’re being unreasonable to Draco. After all, the
blood traitor did—”
“We will talk about this as a family later. Right now, I
have things I need to do,”
Lucius’ tone was not one that brooked argument. Narcissa
pursed her lips but turned on her heel and left the room.
Draco glared at Ginny and stood to full height.
He made his way out of the room, holding his stomach and
grimacing in pain the whole way.
Once the three were together alone, the magic rose to even
more of an unbearable degree. Ginny wanted to rip off her clothes and have both
men take her as much as they wanted to.
The desire was so strong her legs felt weak. She walked back
over to the couch and sat down, noticing that the room was very silent and
tense.
“What exactly am I here for again Lucius?” Snape asked,
wrapping his black cloak against his body even tighter.
‘And what the hell is Ginevra doing here,’ Snape thought. He
could feel a headache building in the back of his skull.
“I want to join the Order of the Phoenix,”
Snape couldn’t have been more stunned if Voldemort had
asked him to run through a field of poppies naked.
He had to tread carefully if he wanted to get the answers
he needed from the conversation.
“Out of all the people in the world to tell Lucius why
would you tell me? If you intend on betraying our Lord I may have to turn you
in,” Snape said.
“He already knows about everything Professor. He’s under
an oath so he won’t betray us,” Ginny said without looking up.
She knew that if she did, she would more likely than not
jump on Lucius.
“What are you playing at Lucius?” Snape asked, completely
confused at that point.
“I’m tired of fighting for that asshole. I may not be
able to stand the golden trio but I would rather fight with them than for that
scaly bastard,” Lucius spat.
“Then why did you make me get the Veritaserum?”
Lucius looked Snape straight in the eye.
“I want you to know what my true intentions are, and
Draco’s for that matter. You will never believe me, but if you brew as well as
you bark and duel than the potion will revel all you need to know,”
Snape felt a little weak kneed at
the statement. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Was Lucius
bluffing—thinking he wouldn’t use the potion on him or was he serious about
joining the Order of the Phoenix?
Snape whipped out the real vile of
Veritaserum and held it in front Lucius’ face. Lucius paled at seeing the vile.
Not many people would like to be face to face with the potion that would make
them spill every secret they have kept in their lives.
“Are you sure you want to be
subjected to this?” he asked in a low, dangerous voice.
If he refused, Snape would have to
find a way to contain both Malfoy’s and Obliviate them.
Lucius gave a slight jerk of his
head to consent to what Snape asked.
“And when I don’t feel like
killing my son anymore, you can give it to him as well to figure out what his
true intentions are,”
Snape was curious now. And when Snape got curious he got cautious. And when he
got cautious, he was dangerous.
“Miss Weasley, will you be so kind
to pour Mr. Malfoy a drink while we get everything set up for this testing
session,”
Ginny looked away from the pretty
carpet and into Snape’s eyes. She couldn’t help but smile at the small smirk he
gave her. She stood on her shaky legs and walked over to where the drinks were.
“What would you like Mr. Malfoy?”
she asked, overwhelmed by the number of alcoholic drinks he had in that one
room.
“Just a glass of red wine luv—and please don’t call me Mr. Malfoy, it makes me feel
old,” Lucius said, walking toward his favorite wing back chair.
As Snape followed Lucius, his brow
furrowed at the obvious flirtatious tone Lucius used with Ginny. He didn’t like
that—Ginny was his after all.
Ginny turned from pouring his
glass and gave him a warm smile.
“Then what am I to call you Mr.
Malfoy?” she asked with a wicked glint in her eyes.
The look in his eyes made Ginny’s
already soaked panties become even more wet. Merlin
the man should have a warning sign attached to his body.
“Lucius will do just fine,” he
purred.
Snape found himself strangely
amused and kind of turned on by the play. He didn’t want Ginny flirting with Malfoy but the same time, it didn’t bother
him as much as it should have. It almost felt right.
Snape shook his head. All he
needed was a good night’s sleep and he would be good and jealous again like he
usually was. It had been a very hard day after all.
“Bring the glass to me Miss
Weasley,” he said, placing the vile of Veritaserum on the small table next to
Lucius’ wing back chair.
Ginny placed the wine glass on the
table. Snape put a hand on her arm before she could walk away.
“Are you doing alright?” he asked
quietly, looking at the way Ginny’s rumpled uniform showed her small baby bump.
I’m … we’re doing alright—just a
little shaken and tired,”
Snape couldn’t resist running his
over her belly. The magic jumped from Ginny’s belly and into his finger tips.
He couldn’t believe his children were in there—he loved them to pieces already.
“Do you have anything safe for
Ginevra to drink Lucius?” Snape asked without taking his eyes from Ginny’s.
Lucius didn’t feel awkward about
sitting there watching Ginny and Snape have a private moment. It actually made
his heart swell with happiness to see both of them look
at each other with so much emotion.
“Yes, I have some fuzzy grape
juice by the scotch,” Lucius said before taking a sip of red wine.
“You should go pour yourself a
glass and lie on the couch for a little while,” Snape said drawing his hand
away.
He drew his hand away but didn’t
stop staring at Ginny.
“I … I think your right
Professor,” Ginny said softly.
She turned and made her way over
to the cabinet, avoiding Lucius’ gaze as she did so.
Snape focused on Lucius once
again, his blank mask back in place.
“You should be warned that this
isn’t regular Veritaserum—it’s my own brew, ten times more powerful,” Snape
said.
“I wouldn’t expect anything else Severus,” Lucius said grinning.
Snape smirked back and put three drops each put into Lucius mouth.
By that time the Veritaserum
started to really get into Lucius’ system Ginny was sitting on a very
comfortable couch with a glass of fuzzy grape juice in her hand and Snape had
another chair close to Lucius, watching everything carefully with eyes that
missed nothing.
When enough time passed, Snape
gave Lucius a very evil smirk. Ginny felt a little sorry for Lucius. She would
hate to be in his shoes, with Snape to boot.
“What’s your name?”
“Lucius Abraxas
Malfoy.”
“What year were you born?”
“1954.”
“Where did you attend school?”
“Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry,”
“During that game of spin the bottle my 5th year in Hogwarts when you came back
to visit, did you end up having sex with Jeremy Johnson after kissing him,”
Lucius gave Snape a dark glare but the answer to Snape’s question came out of
his mouth.
“Yes, I buggered him,” he said
darkly.
Ginny stifled a giggle. She didn’t think Lucius liked men but it made sense
when one really thought about it. The man could get whomever he wanted; it only
made sense that he would shag a man at least once in his life.
“I’ve always wanted to know that.
Alright, now that the fun part is over, I’m going to ask you some very serious
questions,”
Snape leaned back in his chair,
putting a hand under his chin and staring at Lucius.
“How did Miss Weasley get here
tonight?”
“We kidnapped her,” Lucius said.
“Hm, her
family’s probably worried sick about her—I say we keep her here a few more
hours and let them stew in it a little longer. Lord knows they were assholes to
her before she came here tonight,” Snape said more to himself than to Ginny and
Lucius.
Ginny agreed with him. Maybe when
they found out how much they missed her they would grow to accept what she was
doing a little better.
“Back to business at hand, which side of this war do you really want to win?”
“There are so many sides to this
war, to think of them would make my head spin. I want to be on the side that
will benefit me I suppose,” Lucius said.
“So you still have a hatred for muggleborns and other magical creatures?”
“I’ve never hated muggles. The only woman I’ve ever wanted to marry was a
muggle born. I have no problem with magical creatures, never did. I was always
just a spokes person for my father who was an asshole to the tenth degree,”
Snape’s eyebrows rose to his hair
line. He didn’t know that the rumors that went around the school about Lucius’
affair with a muggle born when he was younger were true. And he had no problem
with muggleborns or magical creatures? Surely this
was a sign that Snape was having a dream.
“So the rumors about you and Mary
were true?”
“Yes,”
Snape leaned back in his chair in
shock.
“Are you telling me your father
was the reason her whole family was killed,”
Lucius looked away, a vein in his
temple standing out.
“Yes,”
Suddenly Lucius didn’t seem like a
big, evil Death Eater, he simply looked like a man who had been through hard
times and pain. The pain on his face when he talked about his lost love was
hard for Ginny to look at.
“Why are you fighting for the Dark
Lord then?” Snape asked quietly.
“Because, I don’t want the friends
and family I have left to be killed by some crazy manic who doesn’t even know
what he wants himself,”
“A very noble reason
indeed my friend,” Snape said softly.
Ginny’s heart went out to Lucius.
Yeah he was a snob and at other moments an asshole to
the tenth degree but he was still a man and not even he deserved that kind of
pain.
Ginny set her glass down on the
table at the head of the couch. She yawned and stretched her arms up high.
“Pepper!”
Lucius yelled suddenly.
A house elf appeared in front of
Lucius.
“Would you show Miss Weasley up to
a guest bedroom for me please?”
“Yes Master Malfoy sir,” the house
elf said bowing.
“But Mr
… er Lucius I don’t need a room,” Ginny said, yawning
as she did so.
“Nonsense—you are a guest in my
home and you will be treated as such despite what that bitch Narcissa says,”
Ginny blushed at the vulgar way
Lucius talked about his wife before she remembered that he was under a truth
potion.
“Er …
thank you Lucius,”
Ginny stood from the couch and
walked over to where the house elf waited patiently.
“The guest bedroom should be full
of clothing you can wear. Please don’t be shy about it, take what you need. I
would prefer if you wore something sexy and accessible but to each his own I
guess,”
Ginny’s face turned even redder at
the way he spoke.
“I … ehem
I’ll keep that in mind,”
Ginny practically ran from the
room with the house elf close on her heels.
Lucius smirked and faced Snape
again, who sat glaring at his friend of more than twenty years.
“Leave her alone Lucius,” he said,
distaste coloring his voice.
“I won’t leave her alone and
there’s nothing you can do to stop me. Besides, if she doesn’t stop me when I
advance on her I won’t stop either,”
Snape sighed. Lucius was under the
Veritaserum and everything he said was the truth. If Lucius wanted Ginny and
she wanted him back, there was nothing he could do to stop the union.
At the same time, Snape didn’t
really mind Lucius’ attraction to Ginny too much. He didn’t know why but
figured it was because he was sure Ginny would push him away. Snape let the
conversation drop and continued to question Lucius about his loyalties.
---
“Ginevra, it’s time to wake up,”
Ginny ignored the voice and
snuggled into the fluffy silk pillows even more.
She was about to drift back to
sleep when she felt the bed shift.
She opened her eyes to see Lucius
climbing into the giant bed with just his slacks and his white, button down
dress shirt.
Ginny simply watched as he
progressed to her. It didn’t cross her mind to tell him to stop. The magic that
had been pressuring them since they first laid eyes on each other finally began
to take its course, the closer Lucius got.
Finally, Lucius laid next to
Ginny. They stared at each other for a long time before the silence was broken
by Ginny.
“You shouldn’t be here, in this
bed with me,” she said.
“I know,”
“Then you should probably leave,”
Lucius shifted and leaned over her
body. His hair brushed Ginny’s face but she could only stare into his grey
eyes. He leaned down, his long aristocratic nose touching hers.
“I should,” he whispered.
He went down the rest of the way
and pressed his lips against Ginny’s. She was surprised at how gentle and
tentative the kiss was. Lucius struck her as the type of person to plunge right
in.
It was almost like he was
worshipping her mouth, his tongue caressed her teeth and every inch of her
mouth that it could.
Ginny could do nothing but moan at
the pleasure that spiked through her body at his insistence probing.
Lucius pulled back after an
undetermined amount of snogging.
“We really shouldn’t be doing
this,” Ginny said breathlessly.
“I know what we should and
shouldn’t be doing Ginevra. What you fail to realize is that I’m a Malfoy and
whatever I feel like doing is the right thing to do,”
He leaned down and snogged her again before she could protest.
Ginny gave up fighting the battle
she really didn’t want to fight and arched her body into his as the ultimate
sign of wanting.
Lucius pulled back the covers and
grunted in approval when he felt her silken night gown on his finger tips. Silk
to Lucius usually meant sexy.
He pulled away once again to
glance down at Ginny’s form.
His mouth went dry at what he
would have considered the ideal hour glass figure he gazed upon. She wore a
near see through green nightie that left little to
the imagination. The slight bump in her belly only made her more perfect in
Lucius’ eyes.
He settled his palms over her
belly. Magic crackled all through him but all he could focus on was Ginny’s
warm brown eyes.
Lucius leaned down to kiss Ginny
again. He moved his hand from her belly to her full breast. He massaged it in
his hand for a few long moments before pinching the nipple that poked out.
Ginny let out a squeak and arched into his body once again.
His body was lean and firm and his
cock pushed into her belly insistently. Ginny wanted it inside of her so bad
she was willing to beg.
“Please,” she whimpered into
Lucius’ lips.
Lucius pulled away, staring at her
intently. How he wanted to just plunge into her core and fuck her senseless.
The magic swirling around them was surely encouraging him to do so. Still,
Lucius couldn’t bring himself to do that to Ginny. He knew how ruthless his
friend Snape could be about fucking and he didn’t want her to think all men
treated women like that when they had sex.
He ignored her plea to plunge into
her body and instead went onto attacking her neck with his lips. Ginny’s nerves
nearly exploded at the feelings Lucius’ lips provoked. She felt as if she were
drowning in a sea of bliss. Everything he did made her feel special—made her
feel worshipped.
“Merlin Ginny … you’re so beautiful,” Lucius murmured into her neck.
He pulled her nightie
down to revel her tender breast.
Lucius moved away from kissing
Ginny’s neck down to her had nipple. Goosebumps appeared on Ginny’s skin as his
tongue circled around the tender bud. He teased her for a few more minutes
before he closed his mouth around one. Ginny hissed and felt a gush of liquid
seep into her panties.
Her hands flew to Lucius’ silky hair. The strands fell through her fingers like
water. She wanted him to stay there forever.
After tenderly worshipping one of Ginny’s tender nipples he switched to her
other breast. She felt his tongue swirl around, moaning faintly at the little
sparks of heat that attacked her body.
Lucius’ other hand slid down her body slowly, letting his finger tips explore
each bit of soft skin. He would occasionally pause to rub a sensitive area that
had her panting for more but his main objective was clear. By the time Lucius
made it to the bottom of her night gown, Ginny was a quivering mass of nerves.
He let her nipples free from his mouth and stared at her again. He raised an
eyebrow silently asking if it were okay for him to continue. Once his fingers
touched her pussy, there was no way he was going to do the noble thing and stop
when she said stop.
Ginny bit her lip. In a way, she felt like she
was cheating on Snape. He did after all say he wanted something more with her.
But the magic coursing through
them felt so right—she couldn’t just ignore it. She would go crazy!
She nodded her head yes and closed
her eyes as his hands travelled further up between her thighs.
Lucius let out a shaky breath as he gazed between her firm thighs. He let out a
soft growl when he realized she wore nothing. He looked into Ginny eyes and
leaned down to kiss her again. He was so tender, almost as if he wanted to
savor her taste—like her pleasure gave him pleasure.
Ginny felt herself quiver when his
fingers left her stomach slid gracefully beneath her nightie.
He caressed the hair protecting her pussy before inching them down further to
her nub of pleasure. He nearly exploded in his pants when he felt how wet she
was on his fingers.
Lucius released Ginny from the
tender kiss and allowed his free hand caress her cheek. He watched with
satisfaction as her eyes became dark as he started to play her body like a fine
tuned instrument.
Lucius smirked when she arched like a cat to make his hands go further down her
pussy. He decided to humor the passionate girl and slid one long, elegant
finger into her body.
“Merlin!” Ginny moaned out loud, bring her hands up to cling to his shoulders.
Lucius added another finger, amazed at how tight the girl was. He knew from
past experiences that Snape was not a small man. She must have felt like a
wonderful velvety glove whenever he went inside of her body.
It didn’t take a genius to
understand why Snape looked at Ginny like she was a goddess. She was everything
a Slytherin wanted in a woman. Beauty, wits, a cunning mind, and a tight pussy
that fit any cock like a glove.
Lucius brought his thumb up to her clit and rubbed gently.
“More!” Ginny demanded moving her hips passionately against Lucius’ hand.
Her body was on fire. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she came on Lucius.
Much to her frustration, Lucius
pulled his hand away. She begged him to put his fingers back and moved her hips
against him.
Lucius wrestled with his pants, no
longer wanting to play the patience lover. He finally got his cock free after a
few more moments of fighting his slacks. He shifted over her body, in between
her firm thighs. He gave her a quick peck on the lips before moving down to
take her sweet nipples into his mouth.
Ginny wrapped her legs around his
waist and rubbed her bare pussy against his cock. She was so close to an orgasm
she could almost taste it in her mouth.
Lucius finally took pity on Ginny.
He pushed into her body, burying his face into her neck when she screamed and
came on him. Lucius felt a slight tug in his belly, signifying that he was
bound to Ginny Weasley.
‘Oh fuck—that’s the last thing I want to think about while her pussy’s
hugging me. I’ll analyze it later,’
Ginny was lost in paradise. All
she could do was let each wave wash over her body. She didn’t even notice the tug in her belly
or the magic pouring from their pores.
After Ginny was nothing more than
a puddle in the bed, Lucius began to move in her. Right away, Ginny could feel
her body building toward another explosive orgasm.
Lucius closed his eyes and savored
the pleasure running through his cock and balls. He couldn’t believe how tight
she was—how responsive she could be. She wasn’t shy about feeling the pleasure
that he gave her.
Lucius shifted, putting a lot of
his weight in his arms so that he could fuck Ginny harder.
“Oh sweet Merlin Lucius,” Ginny
moaned wrapping her legs around his waist tighter.
Lucius broke out into a fine sheen
of sweat as he continued to thrust. He leaned down to kiss Ginny again,
muffling her cries of pleasure.
The magic swirled around them both
faster, adding to the pleasure of their coupling. Lucius pushed into Ginny at a
speed he hadn’t been able to achieve since he was twenty years old.
The way her body massaged his cock
every time he hit her G-spot made him crazy with pleasure.
“Lucius!” Ginny screamed, digging her nails into his back.
Lucius felt as if his cock were
being sucked into Ginny’s body as she came on him. The incredible feeling made
Lucius shoot all that he had in his balls into her warm body.
They both were lost in a paradise
of pleasure as the magic bound them together one last time.
They both lay in the bed for quite
some time before Lucius pulled out of Ginny. Ginny dropped her legs from around
his waist and winced at the slight pain that went through her body.
She turned onto her side and
gasped as Lucius’ seed shifted in her body and ran down her leg.
Lucius flipped onto his back next
to Ginny, still trying to catch his breath.
‘Merlin I’m out of shape,’ he thought, willing his heart to slow
down.
“Um … we shouldn’t have done
that,” Ginny finally said into the silence.
“I disagree—we should have done it
and I think we should do it more as many times as we can,” Lucius said.
Ginny sat up, and ran her fingers
through her hair. She tried to ignore the wet puddle between her legs for it
signified the coupling that they did mere moments ago.
“I don’t understand—I’m bound to
Professor Snape, how can I have the desire to shag
him,” she whispered under her breath.
Lucius, not accustomed to being
ignored butted his way into the conversation she was having with herself.
“Because, my dear Ginevra, we are
bound as well,”
Ginny looked sharply to Lucius.
“You lie!”
“I’m afraid you were too busy
experiencing petite mort to feel the
tug in your belly as I did when we joined together,” Lucius drawled.
Ginny closed her eyes, feeling a migraine
building in the back of her skull. The last thing she needed was to be bound to
Lucius as well. Her family would not be thrilled by the news.
“Where’s Professor Snape?”
“He went to deliver the news to
the Order—he figured it would be better if he did it alone. He should be back
within the hour,”
“That doesn’t give me much time to get ready,” Ginny mumbled, throwing the
covers off of her body.
“Now hold on a second,” Lucius
said, grabbing Ginny’s arm before she could slip out of the bed.
Ginny glared at him.
“What?”
“You can’t just go on pretending
none of this happened—you are bound to me now. We have a few issues we still
need to talk about,”
Ginny rolled her eyes.
“What issues? We shagged and we’re
bound and there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s not as if anyone else
knows,” Ginny said.
“I know and if there’s anything I’ve learned about this bond is that
I get hornier than a Hogwarts boy in heat when the need to fulfill the
restrictions in it is strong. Don’t worry though; I always take very good care
of my mistresses. You will never want for anything that money cannot buy as
long as you are with me—all I request is that you wear a portkey
at all times so that when I need you I can have you,”
Ginny could only gape at Lucius’
arrogance. When she finally got her voice back, she set him straight.
“I’m not going to be your bloody
mistress Malfoy—no matter how much money you offer me. If you have the urge to
shag you’re going to have to settle with that ice berg you call a wife and
other women. If I want to shag you, I will do it because I want to—not because
you’re paying me to do it,”
Lucius looked at Ginny as if she
grew another head. A poor person rejecting a Malfoy—why, that was unheard of!
Then again, Lucius had run into worse in his life. Whatever money didn’t do,
his charm and smooth talking would do for him.
“Ginevra … luv
why don’t we—”
A knock at the bedroom door
interrupted what was to be the speech that would have made Ginny Weasley beg him to shag her again.
“We’re busy,” he said in a
frustrated growl.
There was a slight pause before
the door opened.
Snape took in the scene. Ginny
Weasley was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked as the day she was born.
Lucius wore wrinkled clothing and looked as if he had gotten in a fight with a
hair brush and lost.
It didn’t take a genius to put two
and two together.
Snape went through a series of
emotions. At first he wanted to jump into the bed and join them but that
thought just led to confusion. The confusion led to jealously that Ginny would
betray him with such a dark man and anger at Lucius for deliberately sleeping with the mother of his children.
Why couldn’t Snape seem to catch a
break when it came to women he like and relationships? It was like history was
repeating itself. First Lily and James Potter and now it seemed to be Lucius
and Ginny.
Did they think he was a fool—a man
to play tricks on? Did they think he was a man they could walk all over? Snape
was made a fool once when he was younger and he would not be made fool again.
He should have known better—red heads had never quite treated him well to begin
with.
“If you are done fucking, the Order members are waiting
for us,” Snape said, his voice icier than Hogwarts on a cool winter night.
Ginny paled at the sight of Snape.
He would have eventually found out but she wasn’t quite prepared for the
entrance he made at that very moment.
“Professor it’s not what you—”
Snape held up his hand.
“What you do in your personal life
Miss Weasley is none of my business. All you had to do is request to be free of
any obligations you have had to me. Right now is not the time to talk about
this issue. It is already late enough and everyone looks as if they want to go
to bed—it’s been a long night. Be ready in ten minutes,”
Snape glared at Lucius before
turning sharply on his heels and walking out of the room.
Ginny swore and jumped out of the
bed. She went to the giant amore sitting near the window in the room and opened
the doors. Since her school uniform disappeared as soon as she took it off, she
had no choice but to use the clothing Lucius had for his mistresses.
Lucius groaned and slipped out of
the bed. He buttoned up his pants and ran his hands through his hair.
Ginny Weasley was something else.
She never denied not wanting to have sex with him (actually, she seemed to
enjoy it a lot). At the same time, she didn’t use the fact that she could get
whatever she wanted from him with it, even though she was the first woman in
his life to satisfy him to his core.
To Lucius, it was strange and …
attractive. The thought of having to work on getting Ginny Weasley to shag him
again was erotic. The last time he could recall doing something like that was
when he tried to get the attention of his dead muggleborn
love.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you
going to the Order meeting with us?” Ginny asked, snapping Lucius out of his
thoughts.
Lucius stared at Ginny and felt his
cock harden at her clothing. She wore a beautiful forest green robe that hugged
her curves perfectly. Her tangled hair framed her face, making her pale skin
and cute little freckles stand out.
Lucius wanted badly to push her
back into the bed and shag her senseless but knew the fiery red head would not
appreciate being treated that way. He had to be slow and subtle with her,
something only Slytherin women seemed to really want in a good man.
Without answering her question, he
ran walked over to the door and picked up his cane he dropped on the floor when
he saw Ginny sleeping peacefully in his bed.
He pulled his wand out of the
bottom and ran it over his body. His hair fixed itself, a robe from within the
amore worked itself onto his body and the smell of female arousal disappeared.
“Come along now Ginevra, we don’t
want Severus getting cranky on us,”
Ginny snorted and crossed her
arms. He talked to her as if she were a dog—the asshole.
Nonetheless, she followed him out
of the room, despite the fact that he was treating her like she was to follow
him without question, ignoring his outstretched hand. He was right about one
thing though—Snape would not be happy if she kept him waiting.
---
After another four hours of yelling and avoiding curses flying everywhere,
Ginny was finally able to go into her room and sleep in her bed. She laid
facing the wall, curled in the fetal position.
After showing up in the Grimmauld
Place kitchen, Ginny was tackled by her brothers and parents. They hugged her
so tight she hadn’t been able to breathe. Harry had tried his best to apologize
and hug her to show that he was sorry but Ginny gave him the cold shoulder.
Everyone settled down when they
were sure that Ginny was okay. Dumbledore and Snape went onto explain Lucius’
new role in the group. No one in the Order wanted Lucius to be a new edition of
the group. It took a collaborative
effort of Ginny, Snape and Dumbledore to get everyone to reluctantly agree to
let him join, though members like Moody would remain suspicious of Lucius.
By the end of it, Ginny wanted to
fall to the floor in exhaustion. As soon as Dumbledore drew the meeting to a
close, Ginny went straight to her room, ignoring her family’s pleas to stay
downstairs and talk to them.
She had quickly dressed and
slipped into bed, noticing that Hermione wasn’t in the room with her.
Ginny smiled at the thought of
Hermione being happy with Sirius. It was nice to know that at least someone was
enjoying a relationship with another.
She shifted in the bed, uncurling
from her position, and laid her hand on her belly. Magic flew from her womb and
into her finger tips. The magic was better than any calming draught she ever
had before. She had no doubt in her mind that her and
Snape’s children would be powerful magic beings one day.
Ginny frowned at the thought of
Snape. He didn’t seem to keen on talking with her. He wouldn’t even look at her
during the meeting. Ginny didn’t know what to do. He had to know that she was
bound to Lucius but how could she when he looked as if he would hex her if she
even tried to come within a centimeter of him.
‘Damit the man is just being a prick. He
needs to know about Lucius and I—its
important to figuring out what the potion is,’ Ginny thought slipping out
of the bed. She knew she would sleep until she told him what she needed to tell
him.
Ginny walked down the hallway, stepping over floor boards that squeaked. She
had an idea of where Snape’s room was after watching him from other Order meetings.
She walked down the stairs to the second floor and spotted Snape leaving his
room with a bundle of clothes and towels in his hands. Ginny raised an eyebrow
at this. This was something she had never seen before—Snape taking a shower at
2:30 in the morning.
Ginny watched him slip into the bathroom. She stood in the hallway for a while,
debating whether he would kill her for going into bathroom with him.
‘He has to know Gin,’ the little voice in her head push.
Ginny took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom before she could chicken
out. She tired the door knob and was surprised to find it open.
There was a faint mist in the air from the hot water in the shower. A gentle
candle light filled the darkness with a warm glow. Ginny saw the faint outline
of her thin professor behind the thin, floral curtains.
Ginny’s hormones went into overdrive. It had been almost a month since she last
had sex with Snape. Praying that Snape wouldn’t kill her, she slipped out of
her nightie moved the shower curtain aside to step
into the mist of hot water. Snape had one hand on the wall, holding his body
up. His head was bowed as the water from the shower caressed hair. She took a
moment to study the back of his body.
He had broad and toned shoulders that seemed to scream strength and durability.
His back was beautiful and defined—there wasn’t an inch of fat to tease the
sculpted muscle. His ass was pale, yet smooth and firm. Ginny had the strongest
urge to squeeze it her fingers and watch it turn red.
In fact, his whole entire body had
almost a white glow to it. He was simply perfection. Ginny bit her lip,
watching the water cling to his body in tasteful droplets.
‘If girls saw what he hid beneath his
robes …’ Ginny thought feeling her nipples tighten in hard nubs.
“If you’re done staring, you can make yourself useful and wash me,” Snape
finally said, breaking the silence.
He turned around, causing Ginny to gasp—not in the shock that he knew she was
there (he was a spy, of course he knew she was there).
No, it was the front of his body that caused her to gasp. She had thought the
back looked good but getting a full view of the front caused her mouth to
become dry.
The man was gorgeous. His whole
entire front was shaped like the Statue of David. He only had splashes of chest
hair that marred his perfection.
The hair seemed to have a mind of its own, for on his washboard stomach, the
hair gathered into a line.
Ginny gaped at the stomach for a little while before following the line of hair
down to his cock.
Seeing it without his clothing
surrounding it made Ginny cringe a little. She couldn’t believe that he had
been putting that thing in her for the past few weeks they had been together.
It long and thick with veins popping from the thin skin. The purple head was
large and swollen with drops of precum flooding out
as if it were a leaky faucet.
“You should close your mouth Miss Weasley, you’ll drown otherwise,” Snape said
as if bored.
Ginny quickly snapped her mouth closed and brought her eyes back up to his
black ones. He was smirking. He handed the towel and soap to her. She gave him
a small smile and started to clean his body.
Maybe he did forgive her after all—maybe she read into his demeanor at the
meeting too deeply.
As Ginny was washing him, she decided that they needed to start having sex
without clothing more often. She would love to have a chance to slide her body
against his. His hardness would be a perfect contrast to her softness.
She ran the towel over his shoulders, down his back in slow and sure strokes.
His eyes were closed—almost as if he were about to start purring at any moment.
Snape didn’t realize how good her hands would
feel without any clothing to get in the way. Her hands were small but each
brush of her finger tips caused him to shiver in pleasure.
He wanted to be mad at Ginny but
seeing her stand behind him with her beautiful brown eyes dark with arousal
made it impossible for him to remember what he was pissed at her about.
Ginny ran the towel down his legs, completely skipping his cock and balls. His
thighs were just a nice as the rest of his body. He was simply a delicious man
to feel up.
Finally, Ginny got tired of teasing and wrapped a soapy hand around his stiff
cock. Snape let out a growl at the soft, yet firm touch. He opened his eyes and
found himself looking at a woman who desired him like no other ever had despite
her weakness for blonde, pure blood arseholes.
Snape’s heart started to patter in
his chest uncomfortably. He leaned down to kiss her, feeling shocks of pleasure
shoot through his body. He needed to be inside her.
Snape gently pushed Ginny back against the shower wall. She wrapped her arms
around his neck and put one leg up on his hip to open herself
up to him.
Snape grabbed his cock and placed it at the entrance of her body. He risked a
look into her eyes. He saw desire, pleasure and just a bit of guilt.
He closed his eyes, not wanting to
deal with the images of her sitting naked in the bed with Lucius.
Snape coaxed her other leg around his waist. He leaned down to kiss her again
and pushed himself inside of her wet pussy with one sure stroke.
“Merlin!” Ginny moaned, pushing her hips to take him
deeper.
Snape felt her pussy clutch him tightly, making him to groan.
He wasted no time, moving in her body, becoming rougher with each squeeze of
her pussy. He was swift and sure with his strokes. He wanted to reach her womb,
to show her who she really belonged to, even if it was simply an illusion.
Snape buried his head into Ginny’s
neck and let the pleasure take him to another world.
Ginny’s little squeals of pleasure almost pushed him over the edge.
“Oh fuck, more!” she screamed, her
legs squeezing him so tightly, he couldn’t thrust the way he wanted to.
He started to grind his pelvis into hers, making sure his course pubic hairs
hit her clit. Ginny squealed louder. He could feel her tightening all around
him, and knew she was very close to cuming. He
brought his hand to her sensitive nipple and pinched.
She screamed out his title and came all over cock. He allowed her spasming pussy to suck his cum out of his body. He shot
buckets of it into her womb, still in awe at how she could bring out such
strong reaction in him.
Snape groaned and emptied the rest
of his sack into her warm body, allowing himself to
escape to paradise with a beautiful witch in his arms, if only for a little
while.
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