HEAVY SUE WARNNING, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED, SERIOUSLY. SO LEAVE IF YOU'RE GOING TO FLAME BY NOT READING THIS...-from Kyro D
HI! I ARE MEG'S FRIENDLY FOREST WOLVEN PROTECTOR! ABIDE HER OR I EATS YOU UP YYUMMILY WITH BORSHE! BWAHAHHA! sincerly Jaimy
Part of the Story at Hogwarts series
-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not
(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by someone else who is almost done writing it)
DISCLAIMER!-i own nothing but the smile on my face...which was paid for my ma pa
After walking past the stables filled with Three horses, one Kodak bear, a sheep, a heard of bunnies and two families of kittens, Meg came to the shed.
Putting down the basket, Meg opened up the bottle of whiskey and took a large swig. She then undid a few of the buttons on her blouse, counted to three and burst through the doors.
"Wakey waky," she said to a sleepy Harry. He was in better condition then she had thought he would have been considering his night. "How you doing?" she asked as she sat on the bed facing his chair.
"Volemort?"
"Not here. It's only me, Meg."
"Meg…" he slurred.
"Yah. It's only me." Taking a deep breath, she started her plan. Setting down the basket on the chest of draws, she pulled out the towel and dripped it in ice water. Taking a good look at Harry, she started to whip away the sweat, blood and dirt off his face. Her whole plan depended on one thing, the fact that he still liked her. Without that one thing, she would be no better than Voldemort himself. Her fears where soon put to rest, when as she was washing some of the blood off Harry's head, he stuck his face into her breasts, and smelled deeply. "That answers one question," she muttered.
Lifting Harry's chin to look at her in the face, Meg said softly, "Harry." bit her lip. "Harry don't you want to tell me," stroked his chest. "What you did to Kira," she whispered in his ear.
All Harry did was moan.
"mmmmm," meg continued. "That didn't answer my question." Meg decided to take more physical approach. She got off her knees, placed the towel on the dresser and then straddled Harry. Taking a deep breath, she repeated what she had said before. "Harry please tell me. I really, really want to know what spell you used. It was very cleaver."
Harry just smiled at her, showing off his blooded teeth and lips. Meg forced a giggle. She was getting no where fast. He didn't start talking; well…she didn't want to dwell on what she'd have to move to.
Reaching in to the deepest parts of her soul, Meg but something out to do what she did next.
"You know Harry, I've always liked you," she said as she got up off of him and turned to the dresser, making sure to show off her butt. "I mean you so brave and…" taking a big couple of Fire whisky, "handsome." She said turning around. "All the girls are just crazy for you. But I guess you already knew that."
Again, that ugly, ugly smile and forced Meg to giggle if not fun away in disgust.
After stroking the side of his face, she went back to her sitting position, straddling his lap. He groaned in happiness. "Maybe this wasn't going to be such a bed day after all," said.
"So you can talk," Meg said as she offered him some fire whisky, to which he gladly nodded.
"I can do more than that baby," he said trying to look cool, after couching up his share of whiskey.
"Really," she said taking another gulp of the drink, but unlike him, she kept it down. He nodded some more. Smiling, and leaning forward, "well then," she whispered in his ear. "What can you do?"
"Lots", he smiled.
"Bet you could do more if you were out of this chair." Meg said stroking his back.
"Oh yah."
"How about this, you tell me how to wake Kira up, and for ten minutes I'm," she kissed him. "All," she out her hand down his shirt. "Yours." she grabbed his crouch."
He once again moaned in delight.
"Deal?"
He shook his head. "Ten minutes first, then after the 20 minutes you beg me for, I'll tell you."
Meg held back slapping him, and forced a smile. "But how do I know you keep you word?"
"How do I know you'll keep ours?"
"Touché." Thinking quickly, Meg said, "You know, I'm a lot more fun when I'm not worrying about my friends."
"I don't give a dam about you friend, baby." Harry said still trying to be sensual. "She can rot for all I care. I," he said leaning closer to Meg, his bad breath making her sick to her stomach. "Just want you."
"Really?" meg said
"Yah. You very hot."
Smiling, Meg got up off Harry, and rubbed his neck. "Fine, fun first, business later." Harry smiled and nodded his head. Moving behind him, she started at his restraints. After working at them for a while, she got his left hand loose. Taking it in her hands, she stood in front of him.
"Well aren't you goanna undue the rest of me?"
Smiling she said simply, "in due time." She then placed his hand in her boob and let him have a squeeze. His worriedness soon was replaced with pleasure. Taking one of his fingers in her moth, she began to suck on it. "Harry?"
"yah?"
"I just want to tell you something…" she placed his hand on the dresser and kissed him on the lips. "DON'T EVER INSULT ONE OF MY FRIENDS AGAIN!" and with that, using the knife that she had been holding in her other hand, she cut off his pinkie.
Harry screamed in obvious pain.
Using her wand, Meg made it so that Harry couldn't move his hand, nor his body. She then picked up the same finger that she had been sucking just several moments before, and plunged it in the small bucket of ice.
"I didn't want to do that Harry, I really didn't. But you gave me no choice." Meg had to speak loudly over Harry's whimpering. "shhhhhhh. It's okay, baby, its ok." She said straddling him once more. "They can reattach it so easily. And really how often do you use that finger? Now I'll ask you again. How do I make kira wake up?"
"I don't know…."
"Oh I think you do." Stroking his cheek. "I think you know, but you just don't want to tell me." Taking the knife she cut off another one of his fingers.
Again, Harry screamed.
"See what you're doing to me. You making me do things that I'd never normally do." She sang.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why do you think I'm doing this?" Meg said as she grabbed the bottle from behind her and forcibly poured it down Harry throat. "You know it might surprise you to find out, but I have better things to be doing than cut you up Harry. The whole world doesn't revolve around you."
Getting of off Harry's lap, Meg got up and stretched. She looked out the window to the house and to where kira was sleeping.
"I know you want me to be happy Harry. So tell me how to wake kira, and all this will be over. You can go back home or whatever, safe and sound." Then turning around to face Harry she added, "Or do I have to start cutting off some important limbs," she said turning her glaze towards his crouch.
"OK! OK! I'll tell you! I used a sleeping spell mixed whit an imperious spell, mixed with a dreamless spell."
"That's cleaver, much too cleaver for you."
"Hermione came up with it."
"Thought so. Is that all?" Harry nodded. "How can I tell if you are telling the truth, and not just saying this to save you self?"
"Trust me. Any guy put in this position is goanna tell the truth."
"Then thanks a bunch!" Meg said kissing him on the cheek and placing his hand in the ice bucket.
Pulling open the door planning to run to the hours to tell Severus the good news, she was meeting face to face with him. He looked more upset than usually.
"Severous, guess what, it's a mix potion. It's a sleeper, mixed with an-"
"Imperious and a dreamless. I know."
"What?" Meg said in disbelief.
"I found out a while ago. I thought it was too simple, but I should have remembered who I was dealing with."
"that's great you should mix it up and give it to kira." Meg said enthusiastically.
"I already have. I came over here to tell you, to stop you, but you'd had already started."
"And what you started!" Interrupted a voice from behind the shed. Voldemort came out from the bushes smiling and put is arms around both. "Wow!" out of nowhere, he kissed Meg in the lips. "Girl I had my doubts about you, but wow! He was putty in your hands! You really should leave kiras team and come on to mine. I need someone as loyal as you. Because girrrrrrrrrrrl You. Are loooooooyyyyyyyyyyalllll!"
Meg looked at Snape, who was looking at his feet. "How long where you standing here?"
"Well I sneaked out just after you left, but Snape here" he said rubbing him on the chest. "He got here a bit later, just in time however for some of your better moves I must say." Voldemort nudged Meg with his elbow. "ohhhhhhh my word! To be young!"
"Severus…" but he just shook his head as he turned to leave.
"I just….I just don't know…meg, I just don't know…"
Meg watched as he walked towards the house and she felt as if her heart would break. "Oh don't mind him" Voldemort said replacing is arm over her shoulder. "He wasn't getting into it. He just stood there at the door, unable to move. I mean really. I doesn't seem to appreciate you work." Then standing in front of Meg and lifting her chin to face him in his red eyes. "I on the other hand do. I loved every minute of it. You and I are the same really. Willing to do anything to get that hidden urge of ours satisfied."
"I just did what I had to…"
"Sure you did. But you also did more. I saw that little glimpse of joy when you first brought down the knife. And that whole sex thing. You completely had me fooled. I thought I'd be seeing some R rated stuff. But then Wham! You slice it off. And then you say you'll cut dick off! GOD! I was even a bit scared there. Whooo."
"I just did what I had to do," Meg said softly.
"Yah, yah, yah. But you were good at it. Well I just wanted to tell you I liked you work," he said turning to leave. "Oh that reminds me your friend just arrived a few moments after you left." He said now a few feet from Meg. "She'll probably be with kira. By-the-bye, I'd wash up, you're covered in blood. I'll see you inside. That Severus is one lucky man!"
He left, almost skipping towards the house and left Meg standing on the stoop of the door looking down at her school uniform and all the blood.