Gangsta rap made me do it.
At least that's what i told my mom growing up.
Sorry for the delay. Life happened. Long sorry short, car totalled, truck died. Truck lived. Truck died. Lived. Died then lived again. Whoever is killing the horcruxes of my truck stahhhhp.
My mantra lately is "Not the tranny, not the tranny."
And my shoulder pains and shit. Used to be a mechanic. Now I'm not. For a reason. Ouch.
I've been neglecting my other fic too. So I'm gonna take some time towards that one here shortly.
Helping Draco with his task was a lot harder than expected. The boy wanted nothing to do with him. Claiming that he was trying to steal the glory. What glory came from murdering an old man? He wouldn't accept the salve he made for him, to help dull the ache of his new dark mark.
He trailed him as best he could, using the old map he took off of black almost 20 years ago. Potter had the marauder map 2nd edition. He watched his dot wander the 7th floor constantly, then disappear. He knew where he went but what he was doing, he didn't know.
Slughorn was another thorn in his side this year. Wanting to constantly reminisce over his old school days, he relived that nightmare for 17 years, he didn't want to chat about it. Then Slughorn found out he married "his school sweetheart" Juliet Ollivander. She lived in the castle? Oh god, the man wouldn't take no for an answer when he invited Severus to bring his wife to his little party. It was the holiday party apparently and the man reminded him about it every time he saw him.
He told Juliet about the invite banking on her to decline and he could go back and say he tried. But oh no, she wanted to see the old man and mingle. Severus didn't mingle. Juliet wanted to wear the new lingerie under the cocktail dress she got in Rome then go to their old intimate spot in the room of requirement. Well, he could mingle for a little bit.
She looked good enough to eat when she stepped into the living room. She wouldn't let him see what lingerie she was putting on but the dress was amazing. Tight, short and black strapless. The high heels she wore made her legs look…. He let out a low whistle. So did Corvus. Severus scowled at the bird.
She wore her hair back tonight, with a simple braid and her long bangs framing her face. Her hair was getting long, almost past her mid back. He couldn't keep his hands off of her.
"You're the most beautiful thing I've seen in my whole life." He said and twirled her around for him to see.
'You are very handsome.' She signed and ran her hands up the row of buttons on his front.
He wore his usual black of course, but his robes were a finer material and cut. They were tighter to his frame, less of a billow when he walked. They ended right below his knees, his black slacks pressed and cleaned perfectly by Robbie. His black Dragon hide boots shined as well as his pocket watch, who's chain was attached to his front pocket.
"Let's stay home….we can have a party here." He suggested and softly kissed her neck.
'Dragon… I promise I'll let you take this off of me if we go say hi at least.'
He grabbed her hand and quickly led her out to the party. Just say hi, then he was going to throw her over his shoulder, carry her to the room of requirement and have his way with her. When they got there he was grateful they missed dinner, last thing he wanted was to sit at a round table next to people he hated.
Slughorn spotted them as soon as they entered, his loud drunken voice boomed over the idle chatter. "Little Miss Juliet Ollivander!"
She gave him a small smile and tucked herself closer to Severus. Everyone turned to look at who he was talking to. This was the first time she had been out and around the castle. The first time they had seen her in person rather than in the papers.
Slughorn saddled over to greet them. He was a lot larger than she remembered. He took her hand and placed a big loud kiss on the back of it. His giant mustache tickling her skin. She gave a small bow and signed 'Hello.'
"My dear, you look exactly as you did the last day I saw You! You have to tell me your secrets!" He joked.
She blushed and smiled.
"Well Horus, we can't stay long. We have other plans. We stopped to say hello, now we will take our leave." Severus cut in.
"Nonsense! You just got here! Come, come. Miss Ollivander, I have someone you must meet!"
"It's Snape, Mrs. Snape now." Severus scowled.
"Apologies! There he is- William! Come here!" He called out and steered her away from him.
Severus followed and made sure to keep her at his side the whole night, he saw the way the male population was drooling over her. Both adult and student males alike. He could swear a few women were eying her as well. He felt smug knowing they wanted what he had. Even more so knowing they couldn't have it.
It was always the same, they would have a good look at her, then see him scowling at them then avoid looking back. She was right, this was fun. He made sure to taste or smell any drink for her before he let her have it. There were too many young adolescents and a history of spiked drinks for his liking.
She had a few glasses of champagne and a few Hors d'oeuvres as they passed. She kept her arm wrapped around Severus' and traced little circles on his palm whenever hers drifted to his. He kept his eyes out for possible threats but whenever he looked down at her, her eyes lit up.
"Would you like to dance, Mrs. Snape?" he rumbled softly in her ear.
She nodded and took his waiting hand, letting him lead her to the small dance area. He brought her flush to his chest and led her into a slow rhythm.
"It's so weird seeing Snape have a good time, ya know?" Harry said while leaning over to Hermione.
"He deserves it. They've been through so much. Big part of it because of us." She said and bit her lip. "We should apologize."
"You gone mad? I'm not bothering him. I've "done enough", Mione." Harry's head snapped to look at her.
"Well I think a formal apology is necessary. I'm not going to do it for you, Harry." She huffed.
"I'm not asking you to. Write a letter or send a gift basket! Don't- Hermione!" Harry hissed as he tried to stop her from going.
Juliet's lips formed into a smile. Just for him, Severus thought. That lipstick was going to be rubbed off by the end of the night. He was struggling to keep his hands to himself. His arm would occasionally wrap around her and fingers caress the skin of her exposed back.
"Mrs. Snape? I'm sorry to bother you…. I just wanted to say I'm sorry. For everything. And I'll never bother you again." Hermione said as she came up to them.
Severus tightened his grip on his wife "You're bothering us now."
Surprisingly, Juliet smiled and bowed her head. She signed 'Thank you.'
Hermione signed back 'You're welcome.'
Juliet smiled again.
"I've been learning." Hermione smiled.
"Miss Granger, do not take your dropped charges as a sign of friendship. She may have accepted your apology but I certainly have not. Neither has her grandfather." Severus sneered.
She jumped and turned about face and rushed off. Juliet put her hand to his chest and rubbed it softly to calm him. Her sign that it was time to go. He grumbled "finally" and led them to the door.
Filch busted through the door with Draco in tow. "Found this one lurking about outside!"
Fuck's sake...
"I was party crashing, alright!"
"Oh it's alright, we have room for one more! Draco, how is your father? I heard he was awarded an order of Merlin recently." Slughorn said with a hiccup. He was obviously drunk.
"No. He was breaking the rules and I am his Head of House. I shall assign fitting punishment." Severus said. He moved forward and grabbed him away from Filch.
"Now, Severus-" Slughorn stuttered.
"Thank you for inviting us, it's time we take our leave. Come." Severus said and pushed Draco towards the door. Juliet have a small smile and bow to him and took Severus' waiting arm.
Harry watched from the corner of the room and discretely put his invisibility cloak on and followed then before the door closed.
"Do you want to draw attention to yourself? Let the whole bloody castle know?" Severus scolded him through grit teeth.
He had Draco cornered against a window without touching him. Juliet shivered at his side. He looked down at her and saw her skin raised and her arm wrapped around herself. He took his cloak off and wrapped it around her and rubbed her shoulders.
"I wasn't planning on it! It won't happen again!" Draco yelled back.
"Keep your voice down." He hushed.
"Don't tell me what to do. I don't need your help. The task me mine- me! I'm going to bring glory to my house, not you." Draco whispered angrily.
"I don't want the fucking glory. Just let me help you. They already suspect-"
They heard a noise, Severus tucked her into his chest and threw up his shield. His wand at the ready. Draco drew his wand as well and looked the other direction.
Harry held his breath and ducked his head slightly, away from Severus' wand. A distant laugh and an opening door could be heard down the hall. They lowered their wands.
"I saved your father's life and I'm trying to save yours. You're my godson. There's nothing more I want than for you to succeed." Severus said calmly. He knew the weight of the world was on Draco's shoulders. He had that same weight he carried most of his life.
"I need to do this on my own… he will kill me." Draco said sadly.
"What do you think will happen to me? I made a vow to your mother than I wouldn't let anything happen to you. Not only that, we get one shot at this. Just one. If you fail you think he won't kill me too?" Severus reasoned.
Juliet gripped the front of his robes with one hand and the other to his cheek. She shook her head and looked up at him sadly. He put his hand over hers and softly shushed her.
"I…. I won't let any of you down." Draco swore and turned away before they could see the tears in his eyes. He rushed off down the corridor.
Severus sighed heavily and leaned down to kiss her. "I believe you promised me a real party." He said roughly.
Harry slowly backed away and took off when he rounded the corner. He'd seen enough, he knew Draco was up to something. This just confirmed it, but it meant Snape was in on it too.
Severus did exactly what he said he would, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He knew the path to the room of requirement would be clear, as he practically ran to it. When he slammed the door shut behind them he tossed her on the mountain of pillows. She bounced and let put a long breath that would have been a giggle.
He smirked down at her as he quickly shrugged his robes off and threw them somewhere behind him. She reached for him and he crawled on the pillows towards her. His face was predator like, his hair covering his face and his eyes shining through.
His hands started on her thighs as he lifted one up to his shoulders. They slid down her leg with his lips following. Her heels came off he pressed his thumbs in the arches of her feet. He leaned over her and let her hands push his hair back.
His lips started on hers and trailed down to her collar bone. His open mouth kisses and wet licks caused her skin to rise. He sucked on the soft skin at the hollow of her neck. Pulling back he looked down at his mark on her skin.
A feral growl came from the deep part of his throat. "Mine."
She grinded her core against the hardness of his tented trousers. Not enough, never enough. He quickly shrugged off his robes and loosened his collar. Her hands reached for his belt.
"No." He pulled back slightly away from her hands. "Put your hands above your head, together."
She put her palms flat to each other and lifted her arms over her head. She watched him with hooded eyes as he unbuttoned his shirt and slid his arms out from it slowly. His pale skin and taught muscles flexing as he threw it aside. His hands slid up her sides and cupped her breasts.
He quickly grabbed the fabric with both hands at the top of the dress and ripped it apart. Down the middle the fabric tore and it was pushed to her sides. Her gasp and wide eyes of shock made him smirk.
"You said I could take it off of you. You didn't say how." He rumbled. "Slytherin colors? For Me?"
She nodded and bit her lips as she squirmed under his gaze. Green lace barely covered her chest and core between her legs. Her legs were parted on either side of him and his hands were sliding up her thighs.
She lifted her hips and grinded herself to him. He inhaled sharply and grit his teeth. He reached down and slowly undid his belt, sliding it off slowly. Her tongue came out and traced her upper lip, her eyes following the belt.
"Is this what you want?" he folded the belt in half and wrapped the slack around his fist.
"Yes" she breathed.
The smooth part of the belt slid across her, leaving a trail of raised skin. She arched further into it's caress. His free hand rubbed her sex through her panties.
She was close, he pulled back. She begged silently. He has her writhing before him, trying to make friction between them. He kept his ground, knelt between her parted thighs.
"Turn over, bare yourself for me." He ordered and threw one of her legs over to help her flip. "On your hands and knees."
He could smell her, he didn't need to see the glistening moisture to know she was more than ready for him. He hiked her panties high and tucked the fabric between her pale cheeks. With a wave of his hand, her hair was free. His left hand trailed her soft skin from the nape of her neck down to her spine.
He grunted as she grinded backwards into his tented pants. His right hand brought the belt down on her ass. Those flawless cheeks were going to have his mark all over them. Her little gasps and arched back made his next round harder. After five lashes he would rub his hands softly across her skin, wishing he could see her face.
He chuckled, remembering where he was. He closed his eyes briefly and opened them to see a large mirror in front of her. He leaned forward and grabbed her hair firmly, "Look at how beautiful you are for me."
He grinded himself into her when he watched her lick her lips. "Take his off, play with them." He ordered as he cupped her breast.
She leaned back, kneeling straight up. Her back flush to his chest and complied. He stroked the hair away from her face "I want to watch her touch yourself. Make yourself cum. Show me."
Her right hand slid down her stomach and disappeared into the front of her panties. Her ass pushing against him, his teeth on her throat. She fell apart in seconds.
"Good girl. Are you ready for me?" he rumbled in her ear.
She nodded and rotated her hips against him again.
"Show me."
She pulled her hands from herself and brought it up over her shoulder. He grabbed her wrist and took her fingers into his mouth. He exhaled loudly and moaned. He released her hand and reached around to grip her throat, his teeth on her shoulder, leaving an imperfect circle.
Her hands came back behind her, reaching for his hips, her nails digging in. He pushed her forward on her hands again, she watched in the mirror as he pulled himself out, leaving his pants on. He smacked his cock on her skin a few times and pulled her panties to the side. He ran his tip up and down a few times, making her squirm.
When he entered her, he watched her face in the reflection. Her mouth opened in a small 'oh' and her breath hitched. He let the belt slip from his hand and land next to them, both hands on her hips. The two dimples on her lower back were the perfect size for his thumbs. Meant for him.
His hips moved slow at first, her hands clawed at the pillows under her. Her hips came back against him hard. He picked up his pace and her eyes closed and she bit her lip. He wanted to make her feel him, know who she belonged to.
He vanished the remaining of his clothes, feeling her skin against him fully, his sack smacking her with each thrust. Her ass slamming against his pelvis, loudly smacking to their quick rhythm. He felt her tighten, she was close and he knew it.
He stopped and leaned forward, biting her shoulder blade, sucking the skin, leaving his mark. She twisted her hips for friction. "Make yourself cum. Use me. Fuck me. Show me."
She pushed back against him, she grabbed his hand and shoved it between her legs. Using his fingers on her nub. He grabbed her hair with his free hand and pulled, her back arching to the force.
"That's it. Do it. Now." He growled.
Her mouth opened and she held her breath, she clenched around him tight and he felt her gush over him. He didn't let her recover, he gripped her hips and started to plow into her.
She watched his muscles tighten as he got close, his teeth clenched tight and his eyes shining through his hair. She picked up their pace, she started rocking back I to him, meeting him with each thrust.
His eyes rolled back and he let go of her hips. Arching his spine and letting her take control, he threw his head back. His jaw went slack and she watched his breath pick up. She tilted her hips back at a higher angle and he hit deeper.
He hissed and gripped her hips again. She tightened around him once more and he followed with his orgasm. He stayed deep and held her firmly against himself. She twisted her hips. He gasped and flinched at the sensitivity.
He pulled out slowly and fell next to her on the pillows. His body was limp and he was breathing heavy. "That was the hardest I've ever cum."
'The hip thing?' she signed and curled into his chest.
"The hip thing." He confirmed.
'So, it was a good thing?'
"Yes! Oh god…. If you'd done that 17 years ago… you would have been the end of me. I would have died." He breathed heavily.
Severus used all of his free time with Juliet, either in their bed, on their balcony looking at the stars or doing puzzles. His birthday just passed and her training with Garrick was complete. She was an official master wand maker. Now she spent all of her time in his rooms, occasionally visiting her grandfather and helping at the shop.
He got her a book of Japanese number puzzles called Sudoku. He found it in his travels when training to be a potion master. Throughout the years when she was gone he got her puzzles. One by one he would give them to her as she finished them. She went quill crazy with them as soon as she figured out the numbers.
He came home one day after his classes and found the living room covered in the papers. They were stuck to the walls, on almost every surface and around her.
She didn't hear him come in. "Having fun, Princess?"
She jumped and turned to see him, she gave him a huge smile. "I think…. Perhaps…. Hear me out…. You might have a problem." He said carefully with each large step he took to avoid crumbling her hard work.
She blushed and waved her new wand, all the papers gathered before her on the coffee table. Garrick made her a new wand with the olive tree branch she brought him from Rome.
'I'm sorry, I like it. It's all I have to do right now.'
She was bored, that's what she was telling him. He couldn't have that. If she was bored, she would be unhappy. If she was unhappy, she would look for happiness elsewhere. If she found it, she would leave.
"What do you need? More puzzles? Books? Tell me what you require." His voice strained. He clenched his fists behind his back. One of the many nervous ticks he had.
'I don't need anything, Dragon. I just need you.' She smiled at him lovingly.
"What do you want? Name it, it's yours." He blurted out.
Shit. He was turning into his old self conscious self, a blathering ass, just like when he was younger.
'I just want you.' She stood up from her spot in the floor by the coffee table.
He scowled and clenched and unclenched his fists again. "Are you… happy?" he asked, his voice uncertain.
She walked over to him 'Of course, I'm happy.' She stood on her toes and kissed him.
"But you are bored." He stated.
She pulled his hands from behind his back and kissed his palms. She didn't have to answer, he knew.
"What can I do?" he asked and cupped her cheeks.
'Nothing. I just don't have anything to do while you're gone. My mastery is done and I don't need to go to the wand shop in the off season. I have a lot of free time.'
"Then I will take you shopping. I'll get you all the puzzles and books." He started to pull her to the floo.
'I don't need things. I just want to do something productive and meaningful.'
He looked down at her. Productive? How the hell could he give her productivity? Like helping orphans and saving kittens?
She saw his confusion 'I want to create something. Something new and unique.' The bright hope in her eyes stunned him. What did she mean?
"How about music? You could learn the piano." He suggested.
Her shoulders dropped slightly. Be obviously didn't get the hint. He barely caught her disappointment. Fuck.
'I could try.' She signed in agreement.
Now she was just going along with what he was saying. That wasn't going to make her happy.
"What do you want to create?" he asked.
Her eyes lit up again. Good.
'Something one of a kind! And special. That's made from part of me and part of-'
"Spells. You can create spells. Filius can help you with them when he comes for tea. I'll get you the books you need. I'll tell him right away." He said suddenly and turned towards the door. "I'll be back in time for dinner."
She sighed sadly and lowered her head. "and part of you." She whispered to the door he walked out. He didn't get it.
