Title: Sirensong--Lead Me into Temptation
Author: SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG (the rating will eventually go up...)
Warnings: slashy goodness, as always!
A/N: These stupid letters write themselves...::pout:: I thought *I* was the authoress, but apparently, Sailor Loki
has channeled Lucius and Severus into my head for the express purpose of taking over this fic. They're even
pushing for a last chapter that wraps things up in a neat little package...why would I want that? ^_^;; Well, I'll
consider it...
To Strega Brava...even though she is more a Severus/Hermione 'shipper than anything, she is an extremely
talented writer, especially when she does Severus's POV. I swear, Strega, I'll get "Nous verrons ce que nous
verrons" up someday soon!
*****
Dear Lucius,
We all have chains, of loyalty and of love and of duty, which bind us to the lives that we lead. I understand, believe
me that I understand. If I had a choice, do you think I would remain here in Hogwarts, surrounded by memories
and people who despise me? No, if my life were everything I wanted, I'd be living on my family estates with
you...hang the world, who cares for the rest of them? They certainly don't care much for me or my family, or
yours for that matter.
But I understand your reluctance to abandon your life. And similarly, I am reluctant to tell you of what is
happening here at Hogwarts, for you may HAVE to. But I must. You must know. The Philosopher's Stone is
being kept here; I won't tell you where, but you realize what this means. We knew, Lucius, that the Dark Lord
was not dead, but only gone. The Mark looks only like a dark scar, a blurry version of that hateful black
symbol, but he IS here. I know it, somehow. I can feel it, dimly. You were always more of an empath than I.
Do you remember Slatero Quirrell? He was Ravenclaw in Siobhan's year, and now he teaches the Defense class.
But he's after the Stone...if, as I suspect, he is assisting the Dark Lord, then he is after the Elixir of Life to restore
Voldemort to full power. And then all your fears about Draco will be that much closer to reality.
I confronted Slatero today. Practically all that stands between him and the Stone is Hagrid's Cerberean devil-dog
and my enchantment...I have to be certain that Hagrid, being the rather naive lump of a groundskeeper that he is,
hasn't accidentally let slip any information about that dog.
Narcissa should be kept under a close watch. Dobby seems convenient in that employ, despite his unfortunate
tendency to punish himself for lying...even if it is for your benefit. Sometimes, I wonder why you took on such a
difficult house-elf...no doubt he had some sad, sad story that tugged upon your heartstrings and you had to
purchase him to save him from certain doom. What exactly is so appealing for you that you enjoy saving the
downtrodden and unloved?
And I know that you are unashamed of me, dearest, but a level of secrecy is not only desirable but essential,
especially if two people are engaging in an adulterous love affair. And...I think...
I think that we should meet sometime soon, Luc.
Love from your Severus
****
A/N Again: Spell it with me, Luc&Sev-ers! R-E-U-N-I-O-N!
Yes, that's right, next chapter is the last, and it has some deliciously lemony overtones, joy! Does this help with
the timeframe a little bit? I tried to make it clear that this happens right near the end of chapter 13 in "Harry Potter
and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone," but now you know for certain. ^.^
Author: SchizoAuthoress
Rating: PG (the rating will eventually go up...)
Warnings: slashy goodness, as always!
A/N: These stupid letters write themselves...::pout:: I thought *I* was the authoress, but apparently, Sailor Loki
has channeled Lucius and Severus into my head for the express purpose of taking over this fic. They're even
pushing for a last chapter that wraps things up in a neat little package...why would I want that? ^_^;; Well, I'll
consider it...
To Strega Brava...even though she is more a Severus/Hermione 'shipper than anything, she is an extremely
talented writer, especially when she does Severus's POV. I swear, Strega, I'll get "Nous verrons ce que nous
verrons" up someday soon!
*****
Dear Lucius,
We all have chains, of loyalty and of love and of duty, which bind us to the lives that we lead. I understand, believe
me that I understand. If I had a choice, do you think I would remain here in Hogwarts, surrounded by memories
and people who despise me? No, if my life were everything I wanted, I'd be living on my family estates with
you...hang the world, who cares for the rest of them? They certainly don't care much for me or my family, or
yours for that matter.
But I understand your reluctance to abandon your life. And similarly, I am reluctant to tell you of what is
happening here at Hogwarts, for you may HAVE to. But I must. You must know. The Philosopher's Stone is
being kept here; I won't tell you where, but you realize what this means. We knew, Lucius, that the Dark Lord
was not dead, but only gone. The Mark looks only like a dark scar, a blurry version of that hateful black
symbol, but he IS here. I know it, somehow. I can feel it, dimly. You were always more of an empath than I.
Do you remember Slatero Quirrell? He was Ravenclaw in Siobhan's year, and now he teaches the Defense class.
But he's after the Stone...if, as I suspect, he is assisting the Dark Lord, then he is after the Elixir of Life to restore
Voldemort to full power. And then all your fears about Draco will be that much closer to reality.
I confronted Slatero today. Practically all that stands between him and the Stone is Hagrid's Cerberean devil-dog
and my enchantment...I have to be certain that Hagrid, being the rather naive lump of a groundskeeper that he is,
hasn't accidentally let slip any information about that dog.
Narcissa should be kept under a close watch. Dobby seems convenient in that employ, despite his unfortunate
tendency to punish himself for lying...even if it is for your benefit. Sometimes, I wonder why you took on such a
difficult house-elf...no doubt he had some sad, sad story that tugged upon your heartstrings and you had to
purchase him to save him from certain doom. What exactly is so appealing for you that you enjoy saving the
downtrodden and unloved?
And I know that you are unashamed of me, dearest, but a level of secrecy is not only desirable but essential,
especially if two people are engaging in an adulterous love affair. And...I think...
I think that we should meet sometime soon, Luc.
Love from your Severus
****
A/N Again: Spell it with me, Luc&Sev-ers! R-E-U-N-I-O-N!
Yes, that's right, next chapter is the last, and it has some deliciously lemony overtones, joy! Does this help with
the timeframe a little bit? I tried to make it clear that this happens right near the end of chapter 13 in "Harry Potter
and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone," but now you know for certain. ^.^