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I do not own any of the characters or places from the Harry Potter books or films. They all belong to J.K. Rowling. All that is mine is Lou and the plot. I am not making any money from the writing of this story.
Both Sides.
Unbeta’d, all mistakes and lousy grammar are mine. Ccino
Also, I am sorry if my descriptions of Finland differ from any you know to be correct, and of my usage of the Finish language. The grammar and nouns etc are most likely very wrong. But hey, I’m doing my best and this is just a story. I’m taking what little I know and twisted it to suit my purposes. Any Finish nationals out there, please accept my apologies in advance. Most references to Finnish myth and lore are taken from Wikipedia.
ARGH! Had to read book 7 before I could go any further, then it’s put me off writing. Will try again.
Chapter 82
“Leave that, you are perfect as you are.” He told her, his voice breathy and deep.
She walked back to the bed, bringing the gown with her but draping it over the end of the bed and climbing in naked. “Is this better?”
“Definitely.” He whispered, rolling on top and pinning her to the mattress.
Nuzzling his face in her neck, smelling her fresh, clean skin, he moaned, sending shivers through her from her head to her toes, yet warming her where it mattered most.
His hands caressed their way down her arms, stopping at the wrists and lifting her arms over her head while his lips traced soft kisses along her shoulder and down to her breasts. His hips settled between her thighs, her legs opening willingly as his member found her entrance of it’s own accord.
Lou pressed herself against him, her own hips striving to meet his, silently pleading with him to take that last plunge, to dive into her depths.
Severus sucked firmly at a nipple, drawing as much of her into his mouth as he could as he obliged their baser instinct and buried himself deep inside her warm, moist, willing sleeve.
Both of them groaned at the long awaited sensation. She of being filled completely by him. He of loosing himself in her tightness.
Neither could hold back and Severus started driving into her fast, unable to control himself as he took her hard and fast.
Lou strained against him, wanting to hold him, touch him, pull him into her. But Severus still held her wrists, his face buried in her breasts as his hips worked frenziedly, coherent thought gone as they both felt the warm, tremor building from an unfathomable pit, bursting forth and scattering through each and every nerve until both were mindless, grunting, whimpering, a miasma of lust and need and want until it exploded, the bubble bursting, sending them both spiralling into another world of ecstasy, both rising to that rapturous panicle and staying there for what felt like forever, yet was mere moments as they began the descent down. They fell happily, content, more satisfied then either could imagine ever being.
Severus collapsed on top of her, drawing ragged breaths, while Lou lay beneath him, unable to think of anything that could be better than this, this closeness, this oneness they shared.
He released her wrists and propped himself up on his elbows, staring down at her half lidded eyes, then capturing her mouth with his. A silent thank you for what she‘d given him, Lou accepting, and returning the kiss, loving the closeness and showing him she was just as satisfied with what they had shared.
The red nightgown lay forgotten at the bottom of the bed as they rolled to their sides, holding each other close as they drifted off to sleep.
Sunday was a bustle of activity in the Nilsen Maatila. Little blurs of blue were shooting about, opening blinds and curtains, stocking the pantries, removing dust covers and generally having a cleaning frenzy. It had been so many years since anyone set foot inside the Maatila, the elves had despaired of ever being of use again. They couldn’t leave to find new Masters because they sensed that somewhere a Nilsen survived and might return to them one day. Now they were the happiest elves in the world. Their Mistress had arrived and she brought with her a new Master. They planned on bonding with him today, but first the Maatila must be made spotless for the new Lady and her husband.
Because the new Lady Louhi was still underage, the Master would have final say in how things would be run once they were bound to him, but when Lady Louhi was seventeen, the Master would be only second in charge of the Maatila.
Severus asked one elf to show him where the study was, only to be asked which one.
“We have fifteen main studies here Sir, and a further twenty seven occasional studies.”
Severus scratched his head in consternation. “Well how am I supposed to know which one?” He griped. “The one used by Orvokki’s husband for a start.”
The elf named Bik lowered her ears. “Is a bad study Sir. For bad wizard. He hurt the Lady Orvokki badly many times. He is the reason Lady Orvokki is dead, now he is dead too. Is best you not go in that study Sir.”
“Bik, or whatever your name is, it is because of what he was that necessitates my seeing what is in that study. Now take me to it. Remain with me, there is every possibility that certain areas are dangerously warded. You will have a greater knowledge of which areas are safe, and which are not. When I have finished in there, I wish to see the one used by my wife’s grandfather. Lets go.”
Lou was out in the gardens, she’d just located the miniature Maatila and couldn’t wait to go inside. It stood about as high as a three storey house, about two hundred feet wide and four hundred long.
She stepped inside and immediately fell in love with it. “I could live in this.” She said to herself. It’s bigger than any house I’ve ever seen.” Every room, of which there were eleven on the ground floor, was set up to resemble one room or another in the main house. A drawing room, dining room, sitting room, a study and a vast library, though all the books were for underage children. There was a good mix of wizarding and muggle books, as well as poetry and reference books.
Upstairs were several bedrooms, Lou counted eleven but there may have been more, three bathrooms a schoolroom with desks, a playroom for boys and another for girls and a nursery.
It too had it’s own little staff of houselves.
There were attic rooms and dungeon rooms, a fully working kitchen and a small medical room, complete with six beds and a medi-witch office.
Severus struck gold five minutes after entering Hugo Staines’ study. A large desk on the far wall was soon unwarded and a whole host of information was uncovered. Detailed maps showing the various hiding places used by Voldemort, others showing the locations of Deatheaters past and present, their locality, whether or not they were under the Fidelius charm. The wards to enter each dwelling, who was secret keeper to where. A list of names as long as his arm and much more besides.
He sent the elf for five owls while he meticulously copied each and every document. A further three owls had to be brought down to carry all the information back to Hogwarts, there was so much of it.
Lou came in and they had lunch together, she telling him all about the house in the garden. “I tell you Severus, it’s massive. We could live in it and still get lost. It‘s like a mansion on it‘s own, much bigger than that place I went when I was kidnapped.”
After lunch Lou set about exploring some of the main house while Bik took Severus to the ex-Masters study.
The desk in here contained much the same information as the first one, with the addition of blueprints for Askaban and the British Ministry of magic. Although out of date, there were lists of names of every person incarcerated in the prison, as well as a list of employees there. Another list showed the names of each and every employee at the Ministry, who was under Voldemorts influence, whether or not they had taken the mark and even a hit list of those who opposed him.
The biggest prize though as far as Severus was concerned, was a detailed exposê
of the rogue dementor cells, with instructions on how to control them.
More owls were called for as once again he copied the documents and sent them to Albus.
Even with out of date lists, they would be sure to provide enough information to finally rid the world of Deatheaters and hopefully contain the dementors.
When Lou appeared for dinner, Severus forgot all about breathing, Deatheaters and anything else that might have been wandering through his thoughts.
She wore a Georgian gown. A floor length peach silk open robed pannier gown, hand embroidered with roses and edelweiss, over a pastel green insert and matching lace up bodice. The neckline was wide and square, showing a large amount of cleavage, the sleeves three quarters, wide and loose flowing. Her hair was twisted into a Grecian knot, soft curls framing her face. On her neck she wore a pastel green silk choker, a pear shaped emerald dangling on the front. She seemed to glide into the room.
“Look what I found in one of the bedrooms, isn’t it beautiful?”
Severus took a deep lungful of air and let it out. His voice a bit croaky when he first spoke. “The gown is indeed beautiful, though only because you are wearing it.” His eyes strayed to the neckline and stayed there for several heartbeats as his trousers tented a little.
“There’s loads of really old fashioned stuff up there. You should look, there’s old fashioned men’s clothes too.”
His erection went down and Severus’ face took on a darker, more insulted expression.
Lou didn’t notice. She’d not meant anything by her comment and certainly did not mean to offend him. Instead she rattled on about her discoveries as Severus sat and sulked, his ardour gone.
He was quiet all through dinner, answering in monosyllables as Lou’s conversation slowly dried up as she realised something was bothering him.
“Severus, is something wrong? Didn’t you find anything else in the study this afternoon?”
He looked at her concerned expression and his face softened again. He decided her slight could be paid for in the bedroom later. “Actually I ha a very productive afternoon. With the information I have found to day, it should not be long before the Order can begin rounding up the Deatheaters in earnest. I also found some extremely useful information on Dementors that both the Order and the Ministry can put to good use.”
“Wow, and all that was in the study?”
“Actually, I have only searched two of the studies here. Bik informs me there are a total of forty-two studies in this place. Had I been forced to search them all, I would still be here next summer. As it happened, I chose your mothers husbands study first, followed by your grandfathers.”
“Mums husband. You mean I had a step dad?”
“You did, but be grateful he is dead, he too was a Deatheater.”
“Severus, was everyone in my family involved with Voldemort?”
“I do not believe your mother was, and your father most definately was not involved with him. Lou do not start thinking it is something passed on from parent to child. You are the one who defeated him in the end, and I for one believe your mother and father would have been decidedly proud of what you have achieved so far. I know I am.”
“You’re proud of me?” She asked quietly.
“You know I do not say things I do not mean.”
Lou jumped from her chair and ran round the table to throw herself on his lap, hugging him tightly. “You’ve never told me that before.” She sobbed.
“I would not have told you now had I known it would have the effect of reducing you to tears.” He said. “Or are we on the happy tears again?”
“Yeah, definitely happy tears.”
At bedtime Severus discovered for himself, the frustration ones partner cause by wearing garments that fastened with a large multitude of buttons. On top of that, there were the numerous petticoats she wore, and a tight, lace up corset. Though he found the latter very erotic. The long, Victorian, ankle length bloomers however set them both laughing, at least until Severus discovered they actually had no gusset to them for ease of use. He also loved the stockings that reached just above her knees and were held up with garters. She was supposed to have worn a chemise under the layers of petticoats but opted for the bloomers instead.
The stay took the longest to remove. Peg had laced it so tightly, Severus had trouble undoing the lace. Lou couldn’t help him because it was fastened up the back and the more he struggled with it, the more she giggled. In the end he used his wand to rid her of it, grumbling that it was more like a contraption of torture.
Lou reminded him of his initial reaction to it and he growled as he pounced on her, throwing her on the bed and diving on top of her.
The pantaloons stayed in place and Severus did not get further than unfastening his belt and trousers, then lowering them to mid thigh with his boxers before entering her. Both were hot and sweaty and the sex did not last long, but it was wild and passionate and both were sated by the finish.
Next day after breakfast, Severus set out to search more studies, while Lou found one on her own. This was one of the smaller studies, set in a different wing of the Maatila. It was a light and airy room, decorated in shades of light blues and white. A medium sized desk revealed the estate accounts, along with meticulous records of vast amounts of monies paid into a Gringott’s account under the name of Riddle. She called Kreatcher and asked him to fetch Severus while she searched through more drawers and pigeon holes. She found deeds to several properties not mentioned in the will, yet all under the name of Nilsen. They included a whole row of nine identical, eighteen bedroom mansions in the south of England, a large estate in Wales and several roads full of tenement blocks in Edinburgh.
Severus arrived with Kreatcher and Bik and she showed him the account documents she’d found.
As before, he made copies to send to Albus and helped her to sort through the multitude of accounts, title deeds, business interests and landholdings.
Lou accidentally banged her ankle on the leg of the desk and a wide, shallow drawer opened from under the main part of the desk. It contained keys, two dozen of them in all, plus several scrolls of parchment explaining the denotation of each key. Some were keys to Gringott’s vaults, some apparently were keys to safety deposit boxes in muggle banks in London, and two were for Swiss magical bank accounts.
“It would seem that your finances are somewhat larger than we originally thought.” Severus told her as he searched more parchments and scrolled.
Lou had turned to the fireplace and was looking at the portrait of a large, portly man. His face was square and very stern looking, pale blue eyes stared menacingly back at her. He had white hair, though the man only appeared to be in his early forties. Lou touched the frame and it made a clicking sound as one side moved slightly away from the wall. The man in the portrait seemed startled for a moment, then Lou lost sight of him as she pulled at the edge of the frame, swinging it back to reveal a door in the wall. “Severus look at this.” She said excitedly, reaching for the small catch to open the door.
“NO!” He shouted, grabbing her wrist and snatching her hand back. “It could be booby trapped, do not touch it.” He turned to Bik, one eyebrow raised in question.
“No Sir, is only giving hexes to those who are not of the Nilsen blood. You would be killed, but the miss can open it.”
Severus stood back and Lou lifted the catch to open the door.
TBC
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ccino
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