Okay the other chapter wasn't very good but this one is better, I'm developing the plot people, developing! Rightiho, let us get on with Love to hate, um, yeah. Please review come on, I NEED IT! I'm bloody desperate, see I'm begging? COME ON.
Anyway here the FOURTH chapter, enjoy!
Chapter 4: Temptation waits.
I'm sorry Miss Montague but the culprits were not caught, we ill contact you if anything comes up."
"What about Roger?"
Her voice echoed around the small office.
"He's going to live with his Grandparents, good day Mrs Montague"
He cut short any questions she could have or enquires, understanding that he had work to do and that this woman had no evidence he had told her, basically to go away. She grabbed her cloak and left Mr. Sorinsa to his more 'important' witnesses.
The Department of Aurors was under so much stress to actually catch some deatheaters and informers that they hardly gave any worthy witnesses a safe house or some form of protection, doing this would stop allot of people getting killed, which for her there was about 70% chance of right now. Most people had lost any faith that they had in the Ministry over these past two years, the only people that were truly respected was Dumbledor and Mad-Eye-Moody.
The assortment of white hallways and corridors wasn't a help to anyone who wanted to actually get out of the building, it seemed that this building's purpose was to hold people inside its depths for as long as possible.
To her relief a smart looking man in billowy black robes was heading in her direction, time to ask for direction she didn't want to be stuck in this maze any longer.
"Excuse me but do you know how to get out of this place?"
Her tone frank and irritated, three hours in this place was enough for anybody. He looked down on her, pale blue eyes staring at her like she was some kind of foul insect that needed to be squashed.
"Yes I do, take the next left and go down the stairs until you reach level one"
He said this like he was dying of boredom, his eyes narrowed then swept off. The back of his neatly parted hair shinning in the florescent light.
Taking his advice she took the next left and managed to get out of the Ministry headquarters.
The cold night air bit into her like a rabid dog, to many things had happened tonight, things that would haunt her for eternity. How could she, shaking her head she didn't dare walk home, it was to far and this constant fear of a hooded man jumping out the shadows was pretty strong at the moment. Pulling out a spare wand that the ministry had given to her she flagged down the Knightbus and being a little more polite this time, she finally went home.
*
Severus stood with his head bowed low and hands behind his back, in the presence of his master it was the proper way to act. But he wasn't alone, many black figures stood around the tall, pale man that was Lord Voldemort.
"You all are doing well except for a couple of you who have failed me once again, but you did get the job done."
A tiny shiver passed through three Deatheaters after this was said.
"She is to be found and killed, The Ministry have not put her in a safehouse and they have not given her any protection thanks to our connections with the Head of the Department of Aurors."
His lip twitched slightly.
"Severus, have you brought the Potion that I requested you to make for me?'
He raised a none existent eyebrow, scarlet eyes staring at Severus. Stepping forward he reached inside in robes and pulled out a corked bottle filled with bright orange with flecks of red.
"Yes My Lord"
Severus spoke in a loud, clear voice as he handed the bottle to Lord Voldemort. He moved his hand away from his masters as quickly as he could, touching Lord Voldemort was not a nice thing. It gave you a jolt up and down your spine which made you see sparks in the corners of your eyes. All the dark power the swirled beneath the calm surface did that to you, made you feel so electrified.
"I need you, Lucius to be on the alert as Mad-eye is going to checking your department, Rianne and Peter you are going to be going to Romania, see if you can get the ministry over there to help us. Use force if necessary. That is all"
Staring at them calmly they all appeared one by one. So Lord Voldemort was left alone to bigger and greater things then the assignments of his grovelling, cowardly Servants.
*
SEverus didn't know how to react when he strode into work the next morning, should he? Laying his eyes upon the small blond, blue eyes scanning a huge book with aged pages he decided that well, not now. She looked up, the usual friendly sparkle was missing, it was replaced by a harrowing, dead look.
"Morning"
Her voice sounds so far away, she isn't here. She never was.
"Morning Miss Montague"
giving her a strange look Severus prowled over to his work bench and checked on a couple of steaming caldrons. It seems that she is particle vuruble, he could do it now, he could get it over with. But something refused to let him, it clung ferociously to his insides, making any thought of killing wither into an oblivion.
Why was he being so stupid? It was just Kate, just sweet, sacred, kind Kate that would never harm anyone for the reasons that he hurt and killed innocent people. Sometimes he would question his way of life, why he did what he did. But no one else could give him that rush of power, the pure adrenaline that came with killing. It was a wonderful feeling to hold someone's life in your hands, and to crush it in two single words. 'Avada Kevadra'.
To tell the truth, Severus liked Killing. he liked watching blood slip from their wounds. It gave him morbid satisfaction to get rid of humans as if they were troublesome termites in need of extermination. This part of Severus thrived when doing Lord Voldemorts bidding but the other slowly shrank and shrank until he was devoid of any goodness in his life. It was true that life had been hard on him, so he thought it gave him a right to let out his frustration on others. In a way, it did.
Severus gazed up through a curtain of greasy black hair, she was no longer sitting on the tiny stool but on her way to the store room. She was holding her own very well , her best friend had died and she hadn't shed a tear. She was stronger then Severus had thought, allot stronger then _everyone_ thought.
He also needed some more supplies for his Potion, sleeping death. Like a large, prowling black cat he walked towards the storeroom. Apon entering he was thankful that she getting wiles that were from the *bottom* shelf, the top shelves were danger zones with her.
She looked strangely determined as she pulled assorted jars and viles, like she wasn't going to cry. It was amazing that she was not crying, her the sensitive little blond holding her head high with the air of some great Queen. He couldn't take his eyes off her, she looked so different, so strong.
Maybe underneath it all she was writhing in pain. This was very likely but he really should get on with finding certain ingredients, the only problems was that she was right in his way of the vital ingredient.
"Excuse me Miss Montague"
She looked up at him, blue eyes screaming with sadness.
"Oh, sure"
She said, delicately moving her small body to the side of his lanky one. Like the roll of the tide she left as quickly as she had come. He could have done it then, perfect. But no, he was to busy goggling at her, god this was getting stupid. he didn't want to say it but this was developing into something that he didn't like, he wasn't the kind of guy that had crushes. But he didn't want this one, he had to kill her, but he couldn't. She was just another body on the pile, that's all.
Once he came out of the store room his determination melted like butter on the stove. There she was, bending down over her cauldron, cleavage exposed. Something twisted uncomfortably down near his stomach. Move Severus, move! Screamed a voice inside his head, urging him to move. And he obeyed reluctantly.
He walked back to his bench with stiff, unyielding to his commands.
God, this had gotten bad, it was impossible for him to think straight now. He felt like bending down and screaming all his worries, troubles and secrets to the back of Kate Montague, Severus shuddered at the thought.
This was going to be a looong day.
*
"Why is your potion green, Miss Montague?"
She looked at the floor, mumbling something that was barley audible.
"Because I added the gretas root before it boiled."
He smirked.
"I want this redone, BEFORE you can go home, is that clear?"
Her fists clenched, he was so teacher like at times, it was like being at Hogwarts again.
"I could just bring it down from boiling point and add a sprinkling of Banata Powder-"
"Yes you could do that but your not going to learn from your mistakes that way, are you?
Her anger was bubbling, she needed a vent, everything had gone wrong now _he_ had the nerve to be a condescending little bastered.
"Look, I am really tired and I want to go home now I'm going to do things MY way, okay?"
This took Severus by surprise, he looked faintly shocked, but then the cold, furious mask was on again.
"Well if you hadn't realised this *Miss Montague* but I am your boss and have authority over you so you do as I say"
He said this in a deadly whisper that would make even the toughest of people quake in fear. This voice told people that he was capable of stripping their hair off in a matter of seconds. Most logical people would run right about now but Kate was not in a logical mood, she was verging on hysterics.
"Your just doing this because you like making me feel small and I don't have to put up with it, you are being a condescending little basted who doesn't know when to SHUT UP!"
Her tiny voice went to an extreme height of volume, he couldn't believe it, this wasn't the Kate he knew, this was another personality from the depths of hell, this wasn't Kate. Or was it? He didn't know but it was fury that glittered in her big blue eyes that were bulging out of her sockets like golfballs. God she looked attractive when she was mad.
This isn't the time for this, he had to get her to obey him, he was boss. BOSS.
"Listen here, you are just being a stupid whiny brat who can't control her anger if I ever here you talk to me li-
SLAP. Summoning up all her strength she slapped him squarely in the face. Severus stumbled slightly, he touched a fresh pink patch on his cheek.
"You, you slapped me."
He said faintly, not willing to believe what had just happened. Her hand still frozen in mid-air she was practically frothing at the mouth, then very slowly her face fell and her hand dropped from its stance. Her eyes fell to the floor like magnets towards metal. But this time it was Severus's anger that rose.
"How DARE you!"
He took two threatening steps towards her, his eyes were flashing with fury and he looked like some kind of snake, rearing up like a king cobra ready to strike.
He beard down on her, his face was so close to hers that she could feel the anger coming out of his black, tunnel-like eyes.
"I-I-'m sorry I-"
She stuttered, eyes bulging from there sockets. Maybe it was a mistake to blow her top, she should have known that he would react like this. It was one thing to challenge his authority but to slap him was another. She wouldn't be surprised if *he* did beat her into a bloody pulp, but Severus had more self control then that, that's what she hoped anyway.
Bending down, he swooped in on her like a huge bat, it was frightening to see him this close up, this, this angry.
"So your sorry, hmmm?"
His voice was a deadly hiss, she shrank away from his towering form.
"Y-Y-es ..."
He raised on long black eyebrow in disbelief. This was getting out of control, this was getting scary ...
Her back hit the cold stone wall. there was no escape from him now, or was there?
"Look, I'm sorry I'll do what you asked just, just ..."
His black eyes narrowed into slits of fury.
"Just what?"
The sarcasm oozed from his voice, his over large nose nearly touching her small, aquiline one.
"Just, just-
She looked up at him, his face was screwed up with rage and his already thin lips where clenched together with such force that his mouth only seemed to be a single line.
God, she looks acctractive when she's afraid ... so tempting, I could just, no ..
His face is relaxing slightly, would it be right if I just ...
Could I move my lips closer to hers, could I?
Maybe if I let him, no he wouldn't want it.
If I just ...
If I could ...
There lips touched once, then again, like two teenagers with raging hormones their mouths were now in a tangled session of tongue wrestling. They couldn't pull away, it was right but so very wrong. Severus's arms began to creep up Kate's back.
God, I shouldn't be doing this ...
He's my boss ...
But these thoughts were ignored instead they were replaced by Lust and wanting, they both wanted it but both knew it was suicide.
. This heated kiss seemed to go on forever. But as soon as it got really steamy, Kate pulled away. Severus gave her a quizzical look, his hands still wrapped tightly around her.
"We really shouldn't -
"Yeah, we shouldn't .."
Severus cut in knowing what she was going say.
"Not here, Madam Zambini could walk in ..."
He didn't show it but inside he was doing a little victory dance containing lots of 'whopeees' and screams of delight. Well it wasn't every day that someone like him got sex, well he hoped it was going to be sex ...
"Consider it -
There lips met once more in the torch light.
"Done"
In a flash both Kate and Severus dis-apperated.
*
The candles flickered slightly over the tangled web of arms and legs that slept silently. Both of them had there doubts and it was Severus who knew the consequences of this but got caught up in those lovely blue eyes of hers, sometimes if he stared to long he thought he might get lost in there.
As the two slept someone prowled up Nemesis Ally, hooded eyes sweeping the street for signs of life. But as it was 3:15am in the mourning the residents were very wide awake so she had to be careful. This street wasn't filled with Voldemort supporters, that was Knockturn. This, well its full of the worst kinds of witches and Wizards that haunt the earth, doing unholy and evil things as they go. And this was where they lived.
Rianne had seen that little episode between Severus and Kate, she had gone down there to dispose of the little bitch and all the stories she had heard about Severus and Montague's sister she thought that she might as well do it. Hell, she could always rub it in his face after, now that would be the highlight oh yes in deed. But as she watched them dis-apperate a plan formed in her mind, she could get something that she had always wanted from him, Power.
Flicking the hair out of her eyes she continued on, she was looking for a number 6. Since most of these residents might kill her on site if they see her peering at their letterboxes and seeing light wouldn't help much either.
After a couple of attempts she found it, it wasn't a very pleasant house, it was on the other end of the scale. Scary. The path was wet with rain and frost, this was all planned out. She would knock on the door, he would come yadadadadada and if anything went wrong she'd stun him and kill the girl -bitch thing.
Raising her fist she tapped three times on the paint flaked door. A groan and the shuffling of feet soon followed this, so it was true our dear old Sevvie is a light sleeper, she thought dully.
She knew Severus wouldn't just open the door, he'd check and do a couple of spells. But what harm was her coming over here, she could just be delivering a message ...
The door swung open, she smiled. His hair was in disarray and eyes puffed up.
"What, Rianne?"
He hissed through clenched teeth, smiling sweetly she put on her best manipulator voice.
"Ah yes, Severus, you wouldn't believe what I saw ... -he scowled- ... Well I went down to Madam Zambini's to see if I could find this Kate and I was about to open the door and you'll never guess what I saw you two doing ..."
Each word was dripping with fake sincerity but before he could say anything she began again.
This time her voice turned into a deadly whisper.
"I saw you and Kate Montague with your arms warped around in watch other Kissing in a way that would put a porn star to shame ... No if I'm correct dear little Kate is asleep in your bed right now and before I knocked you were most likely in there with her."
Severus's face went a deep red and those black eyes turned into nasty little slits of fury. Zoning in on her smirking face he stared directly into a pair of glittering hooded eyes.
"Look _Rianne_ if you think I-"
"I think that I want your ranking, you give it to me and I won't tell about your little "run in" with Kate, I'll give you three days then your time is up. But don't think you can do anything to me, my owl is taking the long route to Lord Voldemort which makes exactly three days if you agree he'll disappear. Three days, Severus"
Smirking she waved to a fuming Severus then dis-apperated.
There's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste.
I never needed anyone like this before.
Temptation waits.
HAH I HAVE A PLOT ... well I hope I do ...? Anyway I'll be going please enjoy, oh yeah those last couple of lines where from the song Temptation waits, its pretty good. Okay The next chapter is probably gonna be a tear jerker bring yer tissues, k? BYE!
Anyway here the FOURTH chapter, enjoy!
Chapter 4: Temptation waits.
I'm sorry Miss Montague but the culprits were not caught, we ill contact you if anything comes up."
"What about Roger?"
Her voice echoed around the small office.
"He's going to live with his Grandparents, good day Mrs Montague"
He cut short any questions she could have or enquires, understanding that he had work to do and that this woman had no evidence he had told her, basically to go away. She grabbed her cloak and left Mr. Sorinsa to his more 'important' witnesses.
The Department of Aurors was under so much stress to actually catch some deatheaters and informers that they hardly gave any worthy witnesses a safe house or some form of protection, doing this would stop allot of people getting killed, which for her there was about 70% chance of right now. Most people had lost any faith that they had in the Ministry over these past two years, the only people that were truly respected was Dumbledor and Mad-Eye-Moody.
The assortment of white hallways and corridors wasn't a help to anyone who wanted to actually get out of the building, it seemed that this building's purpose was to hold people inside its depths for as long as possible.
To her relief a smart looking man in billowy black robes was heading in her direction, time to ask for direction she didn't want to be stuck in this maze any longer.
"Excuse me but do you know how to get out of this place?"
Her tone frank and irritated, three hours in this place was enough for anybody. He looked down on her, pale blue eyes staring at her like she was some kind of foul insect that needed to be squashed.
"Yes I do, take the next left and go down the stairs until you reach level one"
He said this like he was dying of boredom, his eyes narrowed then swept off. The back of his neatly parted hair shinning in the florescent light.
Taking his advice she took the next left and managed to get out of the Ministry headquarters.
The cold night air bit into her like a rabid dog, to many things had happened tonight, things that would haunt her for eternity. How could she, shaking her head she didn't dare walk home, it was to far and this constant fear of a hooded man jumping out the shadows was pretty strong at the moment. Pulling out a spare wand that the ministry had given to her she flagged down the Knightbus and being a little more polite this time, she finally went home.
*
Severus stood with his head bowed low and hands behind his back, in the presence of his master it was the proper way to act. But he wasn't alone, many black figures stood around the tall, pale man that was Lord Voldemort.
"You all are doing well except for a couple of you who have failed me once again, but you did get the job done."
A tiny shiver passed through three Deatheaters after this was said.
"She is to be found and killed, The Ministry have not put her in a safehouse and they have not given her any protection thanks to our connections with the Head of the Department of Aurors."
His lip twitched slightly.
"Severus, have you brought the Potion that I requested you to make for me?'
He raised a none existent eyebrow, scarlet eyes staring at Severus. Stepping forward he reached inside in robes and pulled out a corked bottle filled with bright orange with flecks of red.
"Yes My Lord"
Severus spoke in a loud, clear voice as he handed the bottle to Lord Voldemort. He moved his hand away from his masters as quickly as he could, touching Lord Voldemort was not a nice thing. It gave you a jolt up and down your spine which made you see sparks in the corners of your eyes. All the dark power the swirled beneath the calm surface did that to you, made you feel so electrified.
"I need you, Lucius to be on the alert as Mad-eye is going to checking your department, Rianne and Peter you are going to be going to Romania, see if you can get the ministry over there to help us. Use force if necessary. That is all"
Staring at them calmly they all appeared one by one. So Lord Voldemort was left alone to bigger and greater things then the assignments of his grovelling, cowardly Servants.
*
SEverus didn't know how to react when he strode into work the next morning, should he? Laying his eyes upon the small blond, blue eyes scanning a huge book with aged pages he decided that well, not now. She looked up, the usual friendly sparkle was missing, it was replaced by a harrowing, dead look.
"Morning"
Her voice sounds so far away, she isn't here. She never was.
"Morning Miss Montague"
giving her a strange look Severus prowled over to his work bench and checked on a couple of steaming caldrons. It seems that she is particle vuruble, he could do it now, he could get it over with. But something refused to let him, it clung ferociously to his insides, making any thought of killing wither into an oblivion.
Why was he being so stupid? It was just Kate, just sweet, sacred, kind Kate that would never harm anyone for the reasons that he hurt and killed innocent people. Sometimes he would question his way of life, why he did what he did. But no one else could give him that rush of power, the pure adrenaline that came with killing. It was a wonderful feeling to hold someone's life in your hands, and to crush it in two single words. 'Avada Kevadra'.
To tell the truth, Severus liked Killing. he liked watching blood slip from their wounds. It gave him morbid satisfaction to get rid of humans as if they were troublesome termites in need of extermination. This part of Severus thrived when doing Lord Voldemorts bidding but the other slowly shrank and shrank until he was devoid of any goodness in his life. It was true that life had been hard on him, so he thought it gave him a right to let out his frustration on others. In a way, it did.
Severus gazed up through a curtain of greasy black hair, she was no longer sitting on the tiny stool but on her way to the store room. She was holding her own very well , her best friend had died and she hadn't shed a tear. She was stronger then Severus had thought, allot stronger then _everyone_ thought.
He also needed some more supplies for his Potion, sleeping death. Like a large, prowling black cat he walked towards the storeroom. Apon entering he was thankful that she getting wiles that were from the *bottom* shelf, the top shelves were danger zones with her.
She looked strangely determined as she pulled assorted jars and viles, like she wasn't going to cry. It was amazing that she was not crying, her the sensitive little blond holding her head high with the air of some great Queen. He couldn't take his eyes off her, she looked so different, so strong.
Maybe underneath it all she was writhing in pain. This was very likely but he really should get on with finding certain ingredients, the only problems was that she was right in his way of the vital ingredient.
"Excuse me Miss Montague"
She looked up at him, blue eyes screaming with sadness.
"Oh, sure"
She said, delicately moving her small body to the side of his lanky one. Like the roll of the tide she left as quickly as she had come. He could have done it then, perfect. But no, he was to busy goggling at her, god this was getting stupid. he didn't want to say it but this was developing into something that he didn't like, he wasn't the kind of guy that had crushes. But he didn't want this one, he had to kill her, but he couldn't. She was just another body on the pile, that's all.
Once he came out of the store room his determination melted like butter on the stove. There she was, bending down over her cauldron, cleavage exposed. Something twisted uncomfortably down near his stomach. Move Severus, move! Screamed a voice inside his head, urging him to move. And he obeyed reluctantly.
He walked back to his bench with stiff, unyielding to his commands.
God, this had gotten bad, it was impossible for him to think straight now. He felt like bending down and screaming all his worries, troubles and secrets to the back of Kate Montague, Severus shuddered at the thought.
This was going to be a looong day.
*
"Why is your potion green, Miss Montague?"
She looked at the floor, mumbling something that was barley audible.
"Because I added the gretas root before it boiled."
He smirked.
"I want this redone, BEFORE you can go home, is that clear?"
Her fists clenched, he was so teacher like at times, it was like being at Hogwarts again.
"I could just bring it down from boiling point and add a sprinkling of Banata Powder-"
"Yes you could do that but your not going to learn from your mistakes that way, are you?
Her anger was bubbling, she needed a vent, everything had gone wrong now _he_ had the nerve to be a condescending little bastered.
"Look, I am really tired and I want to go home now I'm going to do things MY way, okay?"
This took Severus by surprise, he looked faintly shocked, but then the cold, furious mask was on again.
"Well if you hadn't realised this *Miss Montague* but I am your boss and have authority over you so you do as I say"
He said this in a deadly whisper that would make even the toughest of people quake in fear. This voice told people that he was capable of stripping their hair off in a matter of seconds. Most logical people would run right about now but Kate was not in a logical mood, she was verging on hysterics.
"Your just doing this because you like making me feel small and I don't have to put up with it, you are being a condescending little basted who doesn't know when to SHUT UP!"
Her tiny voice went to an extreme height of volume, he couldn't believe it, this wasn't the Kate he knew, this was another personality from the depths of hell, this wasn't Kate. Or was it? He didn't know but it was fury that glittered in her big blue eyes that were bulging out of her sockets like golfballs. God she looked attractive when she was mad.
This isn't the time for this, he had to get her to obey him, he was boss. BOSS.
"Listen here, you are just being a stupid whiny brat who can't control her anger if I ever here you talk to me li-
SLAP. Summoning up all her strength she slapped him squarely in the face. Severus stumbled slightly, he touched a fresh pink patch on his cheek.
"You, you slapped me."
He said faintly, not willing to believe what had just happened. Her hand still frozen in mid-air she was practically frothing at the mouth, then very slowly her face fell and her hand dropped from its stance. Her eyes fell to the floor like magnets towards metal. But this time it was Severus's anger that rose.
"How DARE you!"
He took two threatening steps towards her, his eyes were flashing with fury and he looked like some kind of snake, rearing up like a king cobra ready to strike.
He beard down on her, his face was so close to hers that she could feel the anger coming out of his black, tunnel-like eyes.
"I-I-'m sorry I-"
She stuttered, eyes bulging from there sockets. Maybe it was a mistake to blow her top, she should have known that he would react like this. It was one thing to challenge his authority but to slap him was another. She wouldn't be surprised if *he* did beat her into a bloody pulp, but Severus had more self control then that, that's what she hoped anyway.
Bending down, he swooped in on her like a huge bat, it was frightening to see him this close up, this, this angry.
"So your sorry, hmmm?"
His voice was a deadly hiss, she shrank away from his towering form.
"Y-Y-es ..."
He raised on long black eyebrow in disbelief. This was getting out of control, this was getting scary ...
Her back hit the cold stone wall. there was no escape from him now, or was there?
"Look, I'm sorry I'll do what you asked just, just ..."
His black eyes narrowed into slits of fury.
"Just what?"
The sarcasm oozed from his voice, his over large nose nearly touching her small, aquiline one.
"Just, just-
She looked up at him, his face was screwed up with rage and his already thin lips where clenched together with such force that his mouth only seemed to be a single line.
God, she looks acctractive when she's afraid ... so tempting, I could just, no ..
His face is relaxing slightly, would it be right if I just ...
Could I move my lips closer to hers, could I?
Maybe if I let him, no he wouldn't want it.
If I just ...
If I could ...
There lips touched once, then again, like two teenagers with raging hormones their mouths were now in a tangled session of tongue wrestling. They couldn't pull away, it was right but so very wrong. Severus's arms began to creep up Kate's back.
God, I shouldn't be doing this ...
He's my boss ...
But these thoughts were ignored instead they were replaced by Lust and wanting, they both wanted it but both knew it was suicide.
. This heated kiss seemed to go on forever. But as soon as it got really steamy, Kate pulled away. Severus gave her a quizzical look, his hands still wrapped tightly around her.
"We really shouldn't -
"Yeah, we shouldn't .."
Severus cut in knowing what she was going say.
"Not here, Madam Zambini could walk in ..."
He didn't show it but inside he was doing a little victory dance containing lots of 'whopeees' and screams of delight. Well it wasn't every day that someone like him got sex, well he hoped it was going to be sex ...
"Consider it -
There lips met once more in the torch light.
"Done"
In a flash both Kate and Severus dis-apperated.
*
The candles flickered slightly over the tangled web of arms and legs that slept silently. Both of them had there doubts and it was Severus who knew the consequences of this but got caught up in those lovely blue eyes of hers, sometimes if he stared to long he thought he might get lost in there.
As the two slept someone prowled up Nemesis Ally, hooded eyes sweeping the street for signs of life. But as it was 3:15am in the mourning the residents were very wide awake so she had to be careful. This street wasn't filled with Voldemort supporters, that was Knockturn. This, well its full of the worst kinds of witches and Wizards that haunt the earth, doing unholy and evil things as they go. And this was where they lived.
Rianne had seen that little episode between Severus and Kate, she had gone down there to dispose of the little bitch and all the stories she had heard about Severus and Montague's sister she thought that she might as well do it. Hell, she could always rub it in his face after, now that would be the highlight oh yes in deed. But as she watched them dis-apperate a plan formed in her mind, she could get something that she had always wanted from him, Power.
Flicking the hair out of her eyes she continued on, she was looking for a number 6. Since most of these residents might kill her on site if they see her peering at their letterboxes and seeing light wouldn't help much either.
After a couple of attempts she found it, it wasn't a very pleasant house, it was on the other end of the scale. Scary. The path was wet with rain and frost, this was all planned out. She would knock on the door, he would come yadadadadada and if anything went wrong she'd stun him and kill the girl -bitch thing.
Raising her fist she tapped three times on the paint flaked door. A groan and the shuffling of feet soon followed this, so it was true our dear old Sevvie is a light sleeper, she thought dully.
She knew Severus wouldn't just open the door, he'd check and do a couple of spells. But what harm was her coming over here, she could just be delivering a message ...
The door swung open, she smiled. His hair was in disarray and eyes puffed up.
"What, Rianne?"
He hissed through clenched teeth, smiling sweetly she put on her best manipulator voice.
"Ah yes, Severus, you wouldn't believe what I saw ... -he scowled- ... Well I went down to Madam Zambini's to see if I could find this Kate and I was about to open the door and you'll never guess what I saw you two doing ..."
Each word was dripping with fake sincerity but before he could say anything she began again.
This time her voice turned into a deadly whisper.
"I saw you and Kate Montague with your arms warped around in watch other Kissing in a way that would put a porn star to shame ... No if I'm correct dear little Kate is asleep in your bed right now and before I knocked you were most likely in there with her."
Severus's face went a deep red and those black eyes turned into nasty little slits of fury. Zoning in on her smirking face he stared directly into a pair of glittering hooded eyes.
"Look _Rianne_ if you think I-"
"I think that I want your ranking, you give it to me and I won't tell about your little "run in" with Kate, I'll give you three days then your time is up. But don't think you can do anything to me, my owl is taking the long route to Lord Voldemort which makes exactly three days if you agree he'll disappear. Three days, Severus"
Smirking she waved to a fuming Severus then dis-apperated.
There's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste.
I never needed anyone like this before.
Temptation waits.
HAH I HAVE A PLOT ... well I hope I do ...? Anyway I'll be going please enjoy, oh yeah those last couple of lines where from the song Temptation waits, its pretty good. Okay The next chapter is probably gonna be a tear jerker bring yer tissues, k? BYE!