Nothing is mine only the plot. The characthers belongs to JK Rowling.
In the wrong bed
He knew Narcissa had been waiting too much. Lucius was in prison and even if it sounded a second table plate, which sounded like that, he went to meet her. He walked in the shadows to reach his destination. He had to see her. She wanted him to see her one last time, before Lucius returned. Before her sister found out. He was going with her only one more time. He was so close.
The house was dark. There was nothing to interrupt his visit. He only had to climb the stairs and meet her. He knew exactly where the room was. He knew every detail and did not need light. In addition, he had the surprise element. Very nice.
He just opened the door and looked around. A faint breeze and a faint light, showed a female body that was lying in bed. Perfect. She seemed to be little clothed. Not much work to do.
He did not bother to advertise. He just lay down in the bed and began his work. The woman under him did not even seem undeterred by his caresses ... With their desperate kisses. She was corresponding all! It was so fantastic! Narcisa was always a very special woman in the erotic sense. He was not very romantic, but could not deny that she had very good feelings. And a body he could not despise.
He kissed her with all the desire that Narcissa begged. He caressed her as the same way that she liked. Interesting...this time there was something different. Her breasts, her legs ... But that didn't matter. The darkness didn't gave a good look.
It did not matter too much, the pleasure was enough already to think about the details. His lips caressed the silky skin with despair. The beautiful hair ... slightly tangled. Maybe it was because she was in bed. Anyway, it was delicious. Everything was fantastic even if he was stupid, saying something like that. Perhaps he thought it was a dream. She was in his dreams. In his most erotic dreams
"Narcissa" he whispered, in the beginning of the penetration. Making love with her as she was waiting.
"Severus ..." said another voice, which sounded different. Suddenly, he knew he was not in the right place. Oh, oh...Problem!
He pulled away from the woman who was under him, with an imperious gesture. Just, buttoned his pants and cocked his head. The woman stopped in the moonlight. Yes, he knew why he had felt such diferences when he touched her at first. The woman was Bellatrix.
"Hello ... dear Severus ... Looking for something?"
"No. .."
"My sister is in the next room. Asshole" she smiled, licking her hand "How stupid you are! And yet I prefer the dark lord. But you can wait a bit, if you want to share with him. I doubt that "your little friend" will be active that soon ...
And so it was ... He was in the wrong room. Perfect! But a terrible mistake. Well, at least ... Lucius would not know of his betrayal. Perhaps, Rodolphus.