-Chapter Four: Never-

Serverus had left early that morning before Raven had woken up, leaving her in blissful peace…so now she sat alone staring into the dying flames of the fireplace. She hadn't given into him, that was true, but she had enjoyed the torment he had dealt out. He was so, so…she couldn't describe him, before last night everything had been just as she had liked it, minus the school and the teaching and the children. Everything had been so damn perfect.

No. sneered a nasty little voice at Raven's eardrum, nothing was perfect, that's why you so willingly fell into his hands.

"No!" snarled Raven, "I would never do anything like that, not ever."

You did…you do realize that a child may come of this? Just think, Raven, a child, wouldn't your Maman be sooo proud. Ha…then again, the father of the child will be proud, he is, after all, your husband." "Be quiet, no one asked you." You did. it quipped, "No I didn't." the voice howled maniacally at her blatant refusal and then died down as Serverus entered the room. "Good morning, Raven, I trust you slept well?" No response. "I had a wonderful time last night and I was hoping we could continue?" No response, slight twitch to her eye, "I'm sure," he smirked at her uneasiness, "that I could make the experience even more pleasurable…" he paused, waiting for a reaction of some sort, her silence worried him, "…Raven, as my wife you are still expected to talk."

"Really? I thought my life now null and void." she smiled in what might have seemed an affectionate way to anyone else, showing every tooth she could, pulling her lips into an angry snarl. "Serverus, you touched me once, but I vow, never again." Serverus growled and leaned toward her, "Raven, I beg to differ." she pulled on the collar of his robes and forced his face to hers, barely a few inches away, their breath mingling and eyelashes clashing, "You can play your games, Serverus, and I can play mine. My game is seduction, I will seduce you until you want to die, but I will never touch you again, and you will not touch me," her lips teased his, "understand?"

Serverus felt a pulling at his loins, ignoring it, he flicked his tongue out and slid it across his wife's lips, "I understand perfectly." she released him and stepped away, "Wonderful!" pausing, she tried to catch his eye, "I hope there will be no repeats of last night." Serverus's lip curled into a vicious smile, "I hope there will be." Raven threw her head back, howling with exuberance, "That, my dear husband, isn't going to happen." Serverus locked his black eyes with her ruby ones, "It could." Raven snickered at his insolence, claret eyes tearing up with mirth, "It won't, of that I promise." turning, she walked calmly from the room. Serverus watched her go, his eyes locked and mesmerized by the swaying of her hips, "Merlin!" he gasped, "What have I done?"

"Gods!" Remus Lupin cried, as Raven Turner stepped out of the fireplace covered in soot. "I need to speak with my uncle, is he here?" Lupin gaped openly, then motioned for her to follow him. He pointed to a little door down the hall, Raven paraded into the room, her mind set, her vocal cords ready for a flurry of screams and a multitude of arguments that lay in wait on her tongue. "Uncle Albus-" it wasn't Uncle Albus. It was a nearly naked man shaving at a nightstand. His hair was in long, black curls to his shoulders, his skin slightly shallow, his body was slim and gaunt rolled into tight, well-earned muscles…not to mention his tight ass.

"I'm sorry, I was looking for-"

"Uncle Albus? I had a feeling." she smiled in recognition, "Sirius Black. This is your house?" he grinned impishly, "Unfortunately," he held out his hand which she took gingerly, "The last time we met, Raven Turner, I don't imagine you were in the right mind." she smiled, "You imagine correctly, though, I am no longer Raven Turner." he leaned forward intrigued, "Oh?"

"It would now be Raven Snape."

Sirius's face went from innocently intrigued, to a deep grimace of remorse, "I'm so, so sorry, I mean…congratulations…yeah."

Raven shook her head sadly, "I used his name…" she thought a moment before deciding what to say, then regarding all possible ploys as useless, continued, "I used his name on a mission and in doing so married myself to him. If I had a choice, I'd be on my own somewhere in Arabia."

Sirius nodded, "Well if you ever need someone to talk to about Old Snivelus, I'm always here." Raven's eyebrows rose. "Snivelus?" Sirius gave her a boyish grin, "Childhood nickname, call him that sometime." Raven laughed, "I will. Is my uncle here?" Sirius sighed in mock anguish, "Beautiful women never come for me! Raven it would be my greatest desire to grant your greatest desire," his eyes sparkled with a naughty light, "but unfortunately he left a few moments before you arrived." Raven's face dropped, anger building in her red eyes, "Thank you, any idea of where he would've gone?"

"Back to the school is my guess, this must be important."

"It is, he's going to help me with my divorce." Sirius began to chuckle, "Divorce already? I don't know whether to feel bad for Snape losing a little babe you or to clap you on the back for ridding yourself of a greasy git like him." Raven's eyes sparkled, "How bout the latter of the two? But the deals not done yet." Sirius paused- "Divorce? Why not annul it?" Raven gave him a pointed look and understanding flooded Sirius's face, "Once again my deepest, deepest sympathies go out to you!" Raven nodded and stepped over to the bedroom fireplace, "Thank you for…" she shook her head, "what exactly did you do?"

"Amused you, lifted your spirits."

"Right. Sirius Black, thank you for your antics, I hope we get to know each other better." the subtlety wasn't lost on either party member. Raven vanished through the fire, a scent of mangos and roses floating after her.

Remus Lupin stood at the door watching Sirius drool after Dumbledore's niece, "Growl." Sirius finally whispered to the now black embers. "Leave her alone Padfoot, she's taken."

"Taken! He doesn't deserve her, she's divorcing him anyway." sighing softly, Remus asked: "You really think she's a growl?"

"You don't! the body, the attitude…I'll take her from him, mind you it won't be much of a steal, she doesn't want him, and by the way she looked at me…I think I felt something Moony, I think I could fall in love with her." Remus scoffed, his nostrils flaring, doing a rather good impression of a horse. "Padfoot, I'll misunderstand you." Sirius shrugged, "Don't worry, no one ever does." they stood smiling at each other, Remus finally asking: "Wizarding Chess?" Sirius bit his tongue, "I'll win, Moony, I always win." Remus summoned the board, "I think this time our roles might reverse."

Raven strode into the Head office two minutes past eleven. Her uncle sat doddering over papers at his desk, his phoenix Fawkes dying near his shoulder. "Uncle Albus, I want a divorce."

"Raven, I told you, this matter cannot be settled with me, you must take it to the ministry-"

"Damn the ministry! I want this done now!" a shadow passed over the room, and Raven forced down a wanting shudder as Serverus's arm encircled her waist. "Raven. If a divorce is made…the husband must agree as well."

"Do you?" he smirked slowly, "No." the bitter reply shattered any hope she had of escape.

A/N- Sorry took so long to post! and sorry so short. It's finals week at school and I haven't done any real work in French and have to learn a years worth in 64 hours. Next chapter will be longer I swear- I'm not sure if there will be a fight, I think there will be, with unforgivable curses and all.