Disclaimer:
All things not Allosia belong to JKR.
The Exaudio charm belongs to RJ Anderson. You should read her stuff.
This, is what you people have been waiting for, sorta.
The story doesn't quite end here though.
Additionally, I started to write gory details and then realized I either had to go all the way with that or just not do it - so I'm just not doing it here. I will at a later date write an NC-17 on chapter thing covering the machinations of this (You're never going to let me live this down, are you Megan?), but not right now. I'll do it when this story concludes and before I begin the sequel. Fair enough? Should be soon.
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Allosia was having far too good of a time at the Halloween banquet. But then, she had always had a vicious sweet tooth and there was no other event that could make her remember her own time as a student so vividly.
She had brought the photo album she had not looked at since her arrival down to the head table with her and she and Hana Hooch had spent a good twenty minutes howling over the photos. Hooch had never seen pictures of Snape as a student, and was particularly amused by one of him and Allosia from about a month before they stopped speaking. The boy in the photo kept laughing in a sly and pulling the girl's hair. She in turn, would just shrug, as if to say "see what I have to put up with." Hooch thought little had changed.
And little had, even if Allosia had spent no time alone with Snape since the Veritaserum incident. Eventually his headache would go away and they would see what was next. In truth she was a little scared. Next, after all, meant all sorts of things, including her having to collude in his spy game, and their having sex with each other for the first time in twenty years. Not to mention having to deal with the reality of being in an actual relationship within the confines for Hogwarts, and of course her having to pretend he still had some of the secrets he had told while under the influence of the Vertiaserum.
She missed him at the feast, but it wasn't his type of event anyway. When they were students he used to sit at the Slytherin table with his somewhat delicate aloofness quietly throwing candy corn into her hair. It had been the easiest way for him to say hello then, in the confines of that event, as members of separate houses. He had always imagined her running back to the dormitory and shaking her hair out, a clatter of orange candy about her feet.
Snape stalked into the dining hall looking furious. As soon as people noticed him, they did their best to unnotice him.
"I thought he wasn't coming," Hooch whispered closing Allosia's photo album.
"So did I," she said.
Snape pointed to Allosia and motioned for her to come down from behind the table.
"Looks like someone's in trouble," Hooch whispered.
"That's not funny!" Allosia said grabbing her book.
As she reached Snape he grabbed her arm and started leading her out of the hall.
"What?!" Allosia asked, somewhat annoyed but mostly incredibly confused.
When he got her outside the Hall and the doors closed behind them he slammed her into a wall and kissed her. "Couldn't wait," he said, "and wasn't about to sit through the candy feast thinking about it. This was the only way to get you out of there."
"No more headache I take it?"
"No. Come," he said, motioning with his head towards the corridors to his rooms.
They hurried along the halls, running into no one except Peeves. "Teachers not at the party!?" he had shouted at the top of his non-corporeal lungs. "Why aren't you at the party?" he whined.
Snape had started to say something clever then, but Allosia had cut him off. "Shut up, Peeves!" and oddly, that had done the trick.
When they got to Snape's rooms they stood in front of the hearth for a long moment staring at each other and catching their breath.
Finally, he broke the silence. "Are you sure?" he whispered.
"Of?"
He thought for a moment. "Me."
"I've already told you that," she said warmly.
"Of this then. Of what it means."
She nodded.
"You'll be part of my work -"
"As I was the first time," she said.
"Yes, you're right, of course. I may have to do things that would make any sane woman flee."
"I'm not sane, Severus, but yes, I know I may have to expect a different kind of faithfulness from you."
"Thank you. I had not wanted to put it so baldly." He looked away from her.
Allosia shrugged. "We do what we can."
"We do," he said softly, before closing the distance between then and taking her face in his hands and kissing her gently.
Allosia let the photo album slip to the floor as subtly as she could, before breaking the kiss and whispering "bed."
When she had begun to fumble with the buttons of his robes, he had offered to deal with it himself, when she refused, he suggested her wand. "No," she said through kisses "I like this, even if my dexterity is terrible."
He had no such patience though and stripped her with a simple charm.
"It's cold," she complained.
"Then get in the bed and let me deal with the damn buttons," he said, running his hands down her sides.
Allosia acquiesced, but couldn't stop herself from asking, "What is that about anyway?"
"The buttons?" he said as he shrugged out of his robes and began to deal with the rest of his wardrobe.
"Yeah."
"I'm partial to detail," he said.
"Clearly," she said, drawing up the blankets to her chin.
Snape slipped into the bed then and gathered her to him. Allosia let out a small noise of pleasure as their skin touched. He ran a hand along her jaw and smiled before kissing her and slipping his leg between her own. She pressed into him then, and he broke the kiss.
"Wait," he whispered and she looked confused.
Reaching around to his nightstand he grabbed his wand, and performed the Exaudio charm on them. Allosia looked at him quizzically. "I want you here with me," he said, his voice coming to her normally and also echoing almost inside her head. "No getting so lost we can't find each other."
She chuckled, it was ingenious, and through the charm and their proximity her laugh to him sounded like chimes.
All things not Allosia belong to JKR.
The Exaudio charm belongs to RJ Anderson. You should read her stuff.
This, is what you people have been waiting for, sorta.
The story doesn't quite end here though.
Additionally, I started to write gory details and then realized I either had to go all the way with that or just not do it - so I'm just not doing it here. I will at a later date write an NC-17 on chapter thing covering the machinations of this (You're never going to let me live this down, are you Megan?), but not right now. I'll do it when this story concludes and before I begin the sequel. Fair enough? Should be soon.
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Allosia was having far too good of a time at the Halloween banquet. But then, she had always had a vicious sweet tooth and there was no other event that could make her remember her own time as a student so vividly.
She had brought the photo album she had not looked at since her arrival down to the head table with her and she and Hana Hooch had spent a good twenty minutes howling over the photos. Hooch had never seen pictures of Snape as a student, and was particularly amused by one of him and Allosia from about a month before they stopped speaking. The boy in the photo kept laughing in a sly and pulling the girl's hair. She in turn, would just shrug, as if to say "see what I have to put up with." Hooch thought little had changed.
And little had, even if Allosia had spent no time alone with Snape since the Veritaserum incident. Eventually his headache would go away and they would see what was next. In truth she was a little scared. Next, after all, meant all sorts of things, including her having to collude in his spy game, and their having sex with each other for the first time in twenty years. Not to mention having to deal with the reality of being in an actual relationship within the confines for Hogwarts, and of course her having to pretend he still had some of the secrets he had told while under the influence of the Vertiaserum.
She missed him at the feast, but it wasn't his type of event anyway. When they were students he used to sit at the Slytherin table with his somewhat delicate aloofness quietly throwing candy corn into her hair. It had been the easiest way for him to say hello then, in the confines of that event, as members of separate houses. He had always imagined her running back to the dormitory and shaking her hair out, a clatter of orange candy about her feet.
Snape stalked into the dining hall looking furious. As soon as people noticed him, they did their best to unnotice him.
"I thought he wasn't coming," Hooch whispered closing Allosia's photo album.
"So did I," she said.
Snape pointed to Allosia and motioned for her to come down from behind the table.
"Looks like someone's in trouble," Hooch whispered.
"That's not funny!" Allosia said grabbing her book.
As she reached Snape he grabbed her arm and started leading her out of the hall.
"What?!" Allosia asked, somewhat annoyed but mostly incredibly confused.
When he got her outside the Hall and the doors closed behind them he slammed her into a wall and kissed her. "Couldn't wait," he said, "and wasn't about to sit through the candy feast thinking about it. This was the only way to get you out of there."
"No more headache I take it?"
"No. Come," he said, motioning with his head towards the corridors to his rooms.
They hurried along the halls, running into no one except Peeves. "Teachers not at the party!?" he had shouted at the top of his non-corporeal lungs. "Why aren't you at the party?" he whined.
Snape had started to say something clever then, but Allosia had cut him off. "Shut up, Peeves!" and oddly, that had done the trick.
When they got to Snape's rooms they stood in front of the hearth for a long moment staring at each other and catching their breath.
Finally, he broke the silence. "Are you sure?" he whispered.
"Of?"
He thought for a moment. "Me."
"I've already told you that," she said warmly.
"Of this then. Of what it means."
She nodded.
"You'll be part of my work -"
"As I was the first time," she said.
"Yes, you're right, of course. I may have to do things that would make any sane woman flee."
"I'm not sane, Severus, but yes, I know I may have to expect a different kind of faithfulness from you."
"Thank you. I had not wanted to put it so baldly." He looked away from her.
Allosia shrugged. "We do what we can."
"We do," he said softly, before closing the distance between then and taking her face in his hands and kissing her gently.
Allosia let the photo album slip to the floor as subtly as she could, before breaking the kiss and whispering "bed."
When she had begun to fumble with the buttons of his robes, he had offered to deal with it himself, when she refused, he suggested her wand. "No," she said through kisses "I like this, even if my dexterity is terrible."
He had no such patience though and stripped her with a simple charm.
"It's cold," she complained.
"Then get in the bed and let me deal with the damn buttons," he said, running his hands down her sides.
Allosia acquiesced, but couldn't stop herself from asking, "What is that about anyway?"
"The buttons?" he said as he shrugged out of his robes and began to deal with the rest of his wardrobe.
"Yeah."
"I'm partial to detail," he said.
"Clearly," she said, drawing up the blankets to her chin.
Snape slipped into the bed then and gathered her to him. Allosia let out a small noise of pleasure as their skin touched. He ran a hand along her jaw and smiled before kissing her and slipping his leg between her own. She pressed into him then, and he broke the kiss.
"Wait," he whispered and she looked confused.
Reaching around to his nightstand he grabbed his wand, and performed the Exaudio charm on them. Allosia looked at him quizzically. "I want you here with me," he said, his voice coming to her normally and also echoing almost inside her head. "No getting so lost we can't find each other."
She chuckled, it was ingenious, and through the charm and their proximity her laugh to him sounded like chimes.
