Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Quaffle and Chain	By : CelesWarren Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, J.K. Rowling does. I do own Celes though! I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Chapter 8. Feeling Safe

Only 1 week remained before the wedding, and Celes had begun to think that perhaps Snape wouldn’t be the worst choice imaginable. Sure he was a complete jerk most of the time, and having a decent conversation with the man was like pulling teeth, but he had shown a caring side that Celes never would have imagined was there.

After the incident in his office she began to look at him a little differently. His presence had once induced feelings of fear and loathing, but now when she glanced at him during meals in the Great Hall she felt safe. The last time she could honestly remember feeling that way was before her parents had died.

*************************************************************************************

Her father was an Auror, and close friend to the late Alastor Moody with whom he worked alongside since joining their ranks. He was one of the best, a great man who did his job as both an Auror and a father to the best of his abilities. However, as good an Auror as he was he couldn’t defend himself and his wife from the group of Death Eaters that burst into their little home that stormy night…

[Flashback]

Celes’ father, Gerard Warren, was a tall and lanky man with sandy blonde hair and a perpetually jovial look on his face. He held his little girl in his lap by the fireplace while reading the paper, occasionally looking down at her with a warm smile as he watched her falling asleep against his chest. She was beautiful, none of his achievements within the Ministry or anywhere else could ever compare with this perfect little girl sleeping soundly in his arms.

He looked over to his wife and watched her for a long moment while she was knitting, her fingers were moving elegantly in tune with the needles, and he was reminded of all the reasons he fell in love with her. Clara was just as gorgeous as she’d been the day he met her at Hogwarts, in fact he thought that time had only enhanced her beauty, he really felt like the luckiest Wizard alive to have her.

She looked up to see him watching her and smiled softly as she noticed Celes curled up asleep in his lap.

“I think it’s time I take a little girl to bed.”

She placed her knitting on the side table and moved to get up, but Gerard motioned for her to stay seated and instead rose from his own chair to take Celes off to bed. He walked slowly to her room so as not to wake her, and set her gently in her little bed. She crinkled her little nose and Gerard had to hold back a chuckle, she was still at that age where everything she did was adorable.

A loud crash from the living room grabbed his attention, followed by his wife screaming. Celes’ eyes flew open at the sound, and she began to ask her father what was going on but he shushed her instantly and pulled her off the bed.

In a frantic whisper he began to give his little daughter instructions, constantly glancing towards the door as he did so,

“Now Celestriana I want you to listen to Daddy and do what I say alright? I want you to hide under your bed and stay silent. No matter what you hear, no matter what happens stay there and keep as still and quiet as you can honey. Don’t be afraid…”

With that he went to the door, and waited for her to crawl under her bed before he closed the door and snuck to the living room. He could hear several male voices threatening his wife with all manner of unspeakable acts, she was crying hysterically and still screaming.

He couldn’t wait any longer, he had to do something to protect her, but his wand was lying on the kitchen counter so Celes couldn’t reach it and he knew he’d never be able to get to it in time.

The only thing he could do was offer himself up to the men and assume they were there for money.

As he rounded the corner into the living room however, he instantly knew that they weren’t in his home for money. His stomach lurched, and he felt cold with fear as he watched the 3 Death Eaters draw their wands on him. One of the men, a scraggly looking older Death Eater, had his wife by her hair and had already ripped her dress open to expose her bra. The Death Eater grinned maliciously at him with a mouth full of rotted black teeth, and began grabbing Clara’s breasts through her bra while never taking his eyes off Gerard.

Gerard began to rush forward at the sight of his wife being violated, but was quickly blasted off his feet by another Death Eater he recognized as young Barty Crouch Jr.

He tried to get to his feet again, still not willing to back down from trying to protect Clara. Barty chuckled darkly and then yelled out ‘Crucio!’

He was hit with a blinding flash of light that set every nerve ending in his body on fire, every inch of him exploded with pain so intense he could think of nothing else but hoping it would end.

For hours the 3 Death Eaters took turns torturing Gerard with the Cruciatas Curse, and violently raping Clara. When the pain finally stopped Gerard could hear the 3 men laughing like maniacs, but he ignored them and began crawling on his stomach and reaching out his arm towards his wife. She was lying naked on the floor a couple of feet away from him still crying, and he wanted desperately to hold her and protect her.

His efforts to reach his beloved were mocked and jeered at by the monsters now standing above him, and one of them kicked him hard in the ribs causing him to roll over on his back in pain.

“It’s been fun Warren but I think it’s time the night came to a close! Avada Kedavra!”

He looked at the woman he loved for the very last time before a flash of green light sent everything around him into darkness…

*************************************************************************************

Celes did what her father had told her to that night and never left her hiding place. It seemed like the sounds of screaming and laughter went on forever, but she never moved. She was eventually found and taken to safety, but from that moment on safety was not something she felt. Not until that night when Severus had rushed to her side and held her in his arms, that brief moment of contact felt so familiar and sentimental that she kept retracing it over and over again in her mind.

It was so ironic that a man she’d hated and feared since her first Potion’s Class made her feel so protected and safe now. Stranger still was that he himself was once a Death Eater, and as she watched him eat his breakfast that morning she wondered how many loving parents like hers he had taken from the world.

*************************************************************************************

Severus felt the girl’s eyes on him again that morning, it seemed like every time he came to enjoy a little food and some time away from the classroom he had to deal with that staring. It was an odd little routine that had started after she kissed him on the cheek in the Staffroom, he would look up to find her watching him and then she would blush and look away.

He didn’t know why she kept looking at him or what the daft girl expected, but enough was enough and he intended to put a stop to the strange behavior that very morning.

He turned to face her and was about to chide her for the constant staring, but the moment he looked into her eyes all the annoyance he was feeling disappeared. She didn’t blush or look away from him, her eyes held his in such a powerful and intense gaze that he couldn’t think to chide her for anything. She looked sadder than he could ever remember her looking before, and tears were slowly forming in the corners of her eyes. She blinked them away and stood up, without a word she left through the door at the back of the Great Hall, and Severus impulsively followed.

If he had taken the time to think this through he was sure he’d still be eating his breakfast and ignoring what had just happened, but he wasn’t thinking at all, this was pure impulse.

*************************************************************************************

She stopped when she heard someone following her, and saw through the darkness of the corridor black robes billowing around an imposing frame. Tears were flowing down her cheeks at this point, and she began hurriedly wiping them away so he wouldn’t see.

He stopped in front of her, close enough so she could see the worried expression on his face and smell the herbs and smoke on his clothes. Before she could stop herself her arms were wrapping around his neck, and she was pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss.

His eyes flew open in surprise but he made no move to push her off, in fact he began to slowly pull her into his arms and deepen the kiss. She’d never experienced such an intense need to feel someone’s lips against hers before, and though he was obviously inexperienced it felt so good and right that it didn’t matter.

*************************************************************************************

When he finally broke the kiss and stepped back she let out a soft groan of frustration, she didn’t want that wonderful feeling of being so close to him to end. In truth she was aching to grab him by the arm and pull him upstairs to her room to initiate more than just a kiss, but he didn’t seem like he was ready for that part of whatever this was between them.

She had only had one sexual partner in her life, but she assumed she had more knowledge about sexual activities than Professor Snape did and didn’t want to push anything onto him that he wasn’t ready for.

It really was unbelievable that several months ago she would have hexed him into oblivion if given half the chance, but now her whole body was aching to touch him again. Had his simple act of compassion that night really changed her feelings about him this much?

He seemed to be trying to find something to say to break the silence, but the bell that signified the beginning of classes interrupted his thoughts and without saying anything at all they both went their separate ways.
- 7
- 8
- 9
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

Quaffle and Chain