Chapter 24: Smitten Love Meets Blaring Obligations
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Diagon Alley, Wizarding World...
Walking hand in hand, Severus Snape and Narcissa Black moved along the various shops and carts picking out items and chatting about freely. They had no way of knowing that they were being watched as a pair of chaotic dark eyes lurking amid the shadows fueled by outrage and contempt. Severus took his witch by the hand as they hovered near the window of a jewelry store. She was taken with the sparkle of the diamonds presented to her and enjoying the time they were spending together out in the light of day.
"Severus." said Narcissa with a smile spread across her lovely face as he wrapped his arms around her waist and took his time kissing her neck.
"You'd look lovely in any one of those." he said looking over the rings on display.
"They probably cost a fortune." she said not at all interested in the high priced shop but of her lover's intention when he brought her here.
"I've heard somewhere that it's the thought that counts." he replied kissing her once more.
Narcissa pulled him by the hand and made her way over toward a nearby book shop. She had not wanted to think about the prospect of marriage for the time being. She loved where their relationship had been at the moment and thought less and less of her uncertain future following her up coming graduation from Hogwarts.
As they young couple moved about their distant watcher had continued to move as well. She had emerged from the shadows, her lengthy brown hair in a series of curls and her narrowed eyes showed a good deal of disapproval. Her own porcelain flesh had become a touch more pale and her fists were balled in an effort to quell her rapidly building anger.
Her little sister, was treading on dangerous ground as she went about kissing and claiming to love the teenage whelp of a wizard with Half-blood. She was arranged to wed a wealthy Pureblood and carry on the tradition of linking the illustrious Black family to that of a another of the sacred twenty-eight.
The gazing into the jewelry shop and recent professions of love for such an unsuitable wizard was a direct disregard for the marriage contract that had been negotiated long before she came to Hogwarts between their father and his chosen for her.
This would not do.
There was no way she'd allow her sister to continue to carry on with this Half-blood student, once she came of age she could have been swayed to turn her back on her own flesh and blood, it had been something that occurred before.
No.
Bellatrix Black would not stand for this.
She had already lost a sister to the silly notion of finding true love and she'd left the family behind for the sake of a filthy muggle.
The Slytherin wizard known as Severus Snape had been vastly unaware of the forces that had been at work to prevent him from his goals concerning having a life with his girl friend Narcissa Black.
And this time they had nothing to do with the likes of James Potter.
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Room 5, Hog's Head Inn, Hogsmeade Village, Wizarding World...
Severus could hardly take his eyes off Narcissa despite their recent encounters, it was something to behold her in actual light of day. She'd taken to treating his eyes to her long slow process of undressing, a tantalizing experience if ever there was one, and climbed into the bed towering above the pale wizard.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked resting her head against his exposed pale chest.
"You." he replied wrapping his arms around her and taking in the familiar scent of honeysuckle that always lingered on her.
"Good thoughts I hope." said Narcissa softly running her elegant fingers up and down his chest.
"Always." he replied kissing the top of her head.
Narcissa sat up straddling the waist of her younger Slytherin lover and let out a soft gasp feeling the familiar heat that always accompanied their union. A low grunt escaped his pale lips as she slowly impaled her warmth onto his impressive appendage. He had waited all day to have her to himself and the minor trip to Hogsmeade promised the added spectacle of taking her during the light of day.
The rapid fire emotions that found themselves etched across her face brought out his own as he gripped her hips in the wake of her movements. She had only been the third witch he'd had the pleasure of taking to bed in the entirety of his brief sexual history but he was madly in love with her.
For reasons he couldn't rightly explain, he wanted nothing more than to be able to stroll into that wedding shop and buy her the ring of her dreams. In truth, he was more or less fearful of losing her. She was an older witch and was due to leave Hogwarts for greener pastures when the year was finally up. The raven haired wizard simply didn't want those greener pastures to include other wizard's taking her to bed.
"I...I love you." he said looking into her familiar blue eyes.
"I love you too." she replied amid her series of onset of moans.
She became rather boneless due to the rapidly overwhelming sensations that filled her body and it prompted him to take charge of their coupling pressing her elegant back into the mattress below them as his thrusts became the driving force behind their act.
Narcissa clung to him, as she always did in the midst of his body flexing between her thin pale thighs.
"Cissy..." he hissed enjoying the sensation of warmth that enveloped him.
"S-Severus..." she replied stroking his sallow pale cheek and losing herself to his antics.
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Hogs' Head Inn, Hogsmeade Village, Wizarding World...
Bellatrix Black had known all too well what her younger sister had been up to with the resident Half-blood whelp of Slytherin. While she had been perfectly alright with her sister using the little bastard for her own sexual pleasures then discarding him with the rest of the rubbish, she was quite alarmed to see them window shopping for wedding rings.
Refusing to have her family suffer another blow to their reputation by having Narcissa run off with this abomination of wizarding blood, she decided immediate action was to be taken and this madness of breaking true wizarding blood tradition was to be stopped at once.
The elder of the sisters Black apparated from Hogsmeade Village setting a course for her ancestral home.
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Room 5, Hog's Head Inn, Hogsmeade Village, Wizarding World...
Reduced to panting once again in the wake of their sexual acts, Severus Snape lied in bed beside an equally winded Narcissa Black. The two of them had been unsure of what the future held for them as far as their relationship went but neither wanted to give in to such morbid thoughts when the after effects of such a passionate coupling still lingered.
Severus kissed Narcissa's hand as she once more took her favorite position of resting her head against his lean pale chest before drifting off into a contented slumber. The raven haired wizard lingered for a few moments basking in his new found contentment and followed soon after unable to keep his pale heavy eyelids open for much longer.