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Severus grudgingly sent a letter to the Malfoys which relayed his and Lily's acceptance of his friends' invitation.
He and Lily declined to discuss the matter further until the evening that they bustled around their bedroom while they prepared to journey to the Malfoy estate for the dreaded event.
Eileen had helpfully agreed to watch Albus and the babies that night.
"It won't be that bad, Sev." Lily reassured her alpha as she dusted a bit of Palmy's Blushing Rogue onto her cheeks.
"...We shouldn't be going at all. I have no interest in consigning my daughter away…..especially not to a boy in whom she has no interest." Severus huffed as he buttoned the collar of his black robes.
"Neither do I." Lily shrugged, "We're attending dinner this evening at the Malfoys' merely to be polite."
Severus paused for a moment to stare at his mate.
His dark eyes scanned over Lily's elegant, black dress.
He admired the gossamer sleeves that fluttered beguilingly over her shoulders and the rounded silhouette of her plunging neckline that hinted at the beginnings of her creamy cleavage.
The ruching on the side decadently showcased her womanly hips.
Thinking about the roundness of her bottom that pressed against the confines of the soft fabric made Severus's heart race.
Was his wife trying to send him into a rut?
"...Polite, Lily?" Severus asked in a husky drawl.
As he glided over to her, she looked up into the mirror, and stared at his reflection next to hers.
The warmth of his breath tickled her delicate neck as his velvet voice purred, "...I should hardly think that you care very much about being…..polite…….when you're willing to tease your alpha as mercilessly as this."
Lily drew in a silent breath of anticipation while Severus let two skillful fingers drift straight down her spine to sensually activate each nerve ending as he mocked her with what his touch alone could do.
She maintained her neutrality as she shook herself out of her trance and answered, "I'm not teasing anyone, Sev. I bought this dress yesterday. I rather like it, don't you?"
When she met Severus's black stare in the mirror and saw the true depth of loving longing in his gaze, she no longer needed the cosmetic rogue that she had placed onto her cheeks.
Her complexion pinkened on its own under her mate's dark gaze.
Severus let his hands slip over Lily as she instinctively moved back against him.
He silently abandoned their plans for the evening.
They would owl the Malfoys and say they had fallen ill.
They would owl the Malfoys and tell them….something.
Oh, what did it matter?
All that mattered to Severus was keeping Lily in his grasp, shredding that maddening piece of clothing from her body, and helping her into whatever position she preferred most so that he could claim her to his heart's content.
Lily leaned back and exposed her throat to her alpha as if he were a hungry vampire.
Severus closed his eyes as he gave her gentle kisses while he crushed her bottom against him as his hands found her curves.
"Sev………" Lily whispered in a breathless gasp.
Severus responded in a low, dangerous purr.
"...We're going to be late." Lily whispered with a mocking chuckle.
When she stiffened in his grasp, Severus pulled back with a firm scowl on his pale face.
He frowned at his omega as she flashed him a falsely innocent smile.
"Do you really mean to wear that…...?" Severus asked his wife as he reluctantly released her from his grip.
"Yes, I really do." Lily said as she crossed her arms. She knew the motion would force her breasts together and further entice her husband as she added, "We'll be home in a bit. You can have your fill of me then, Sev, but not before."
Severus drew in a breath as he stared at his beautiful wife.
He decided silently that he would accept her challenge.
If Lily thought that she would make his evening uncomfortable by dangling herself in front of him, then Severus decided that he would help his mate understand exactly how that felt.
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An hour later, Lily sat next to Severus at the Malfoys' elegant, ebony dining table.
The conversation was tense as both sets of parents regarded one another in silent contemplation of their children's futures.
Narcissa was sure to throw Lily a couple of condescending glares, but Lily smiled at each one, determined to let the light of her kindness outshine Narcissa's haughty attitude.
"We do deeply apologize, Severus…..Lily," Lucius nodded at his guests, "For any trouble that Draco may have caused. You'll have to forgive the boy, he's young and foolish…...clearly your daughter has captured his heart."
"Perhaps that may be, Lucius." Severus nodded, "However, you must understand our viewpoint on the matter. Time wanes on the next generation's innocence. What sort of scandalous tragedy could result if our daughter and your son are left to their own devices in the years to come?"
Lily started to add something to the conversation, but she felt the strangest sensation in the bottom of her belly all of a sudden.
A rich burst of Severus's scent wafted across her face as she resisted the urge to openly gasp.
It was beyond lovely, to be enveloped in a cloud of her alpha's smell, but that strange feeling in the base of her belly quickly became identifiable as arousal when Lily noticed that wetness began to dampen her panties.
She shifted uncomfortably in her chair and cleared her throat as a teasing pressure pushed against the bundle of nerves at the apex of her womanhood, as if phantom fingers stroked her there.
"Are you suggesting…...an illicit conception, Severus?" Narcissa asked with a frown.
"Indeed." Severus replied with a scowl.
Lily swallowed while that tantalizing sensation against her center turned into an unbearably pleasant pressure.
She slipped her hands from the table to hold onto her thighs while she struggled not to make a sound and call attention to herself.
While the others were distracted, Lily glanced down in an attempt to discover the cause of her torment.
Her emerald eyes narrowed when she noticed that underneath the table, Severus clutched his wand tightly in one hand.
Lily glared up at her husband and watched him calmly uphold his stoic sense of calm while he compartmentalized his thoughts enough to cast a nonverbal, intimate spell on her.
"Well….." Lucius interjected with a tense smile, "There are certain measures that can be taken to avoid such a dreadful scenario, Severus. From what my son tells me, your daughter cares very little for him…..Even if that were to change, there are ways to mitigate the chance of giving our children enough privacy to perform such a…….distasteful act."
"A distasteful act, Lucius?" Severus asked with his eyebrows raised, "I seem to remember you and Narcissa asking to visit the lavatory at the same time during your final year, nearly every day in Herbology."
Narcissa's eyes widened as her cheeks blushed.
Lily's cheeks were tinted pink too, but for a different reason.
Her nails scratched the underside of the grand table while she battled not to give into Severus's sweet punishment and humiliate herself by-
"Be that as it may," Lucius said with a nod, "Narcissa and I were already betrothed. It would have made little difference if a child had resulted from our follies."
Severus nodded, "Perhaps, but our children's circumstances are different, Lucius."
"Narcissa and I were actually wondering if you and Mrs. Snape would prefer to let our children's situation remain different?" Lucius asked.
Lily bit her lip as Severus nonverbally guided his magic to change the direction of his invisible touch.
The sensation of his fingers rubbing her straight down her center was nearly overwhelming for his omega as he answered, "...I'm afraid I don't understand, Lucius?"
"Would you and Mrs. Snape be interested in entering your daughter into a mating contract with our son?" Lucius bluntly asked Severus.
Lily wanted to scream as the pressure on her sensitive bits increased.
She could feel her body pleading with her to spread herself, pull Severus towards her, and-
Severus blinked for a moment as he feigned surprise.
"Mrs. Snape and I are flattered, Lucius, that you and Narcissa would consider our daughter as a suitable bride for your son." Severus nodded, "However, I must ask, how could such a contract be written when the children have yet to present?"
Lily didn't hear much else of the conversation at the dinner table.
Somewhere in her mind, she became aware that Severus skillfully evaded the Malfoys' offer for the time being while leaving his and Lily's answer suspended, dependent on whether or not Harriet would one day grow to be an omega.
Each passing second was a torment for Lily as that pressure became painful.
Her fluids threatened to soak through her black dress as Severus apparated them home once the meal finally concluded.
Lily fell back on the bed with a great cry as her alpha stared down at her with a dangerous hunger in his black eyes.
Mrs. Snape gasped for breath as her lover pushed up her dress, vanished her panties and freed himself from the confines of his trousers.
Eileen had already put the children to bed.
Severus's mother lay in a dreamless sleep that remained undisturbed by her daughter-in-law's cry as she screamed out, "SSSSSSSEEEEVVVV!"
As soon as Severus slipped into Lily and gave her abused bundle of nerves one last, skillful flick with his fingertip, Mrs. Snape's legs jolted as she fell into a deep pit of pleasure.
Severus and Lily's kiss was as ferocious as ever while they coupled together on the bed, impatient to unite with one another after a tumultuous evening spent fanning the fires of their desire.
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Although Severus and Lily had blocked the Malfoys' attempt to ensnare their daughter in a match to Draco, Tom knew nothing of his rival's family's offer and if he had, he wouldn't have cared.
Nothing stopped a true Slytherin from getting what they wanted.
Severus scowled at Tom Riddle, who stood in front of him in the empty, stone corridor one afternoon, a month before Hogwarts' summer break began.
"Really, Professor, you can depend on me." Tom assured Severus with a warm smile, "I'll be punctual, accurate, and available whenever you need my help. May I please act as your assistant during the next term?"
Severus had been surprised by Tom's request.
At first, his instincts had screamed at him to recoil from his strange student's offer, but after he took a moment to carefully consider the situation, Severus unexpectedly agreed, "Very well……as long as you can continue your studies…...I'll allow you to hand out assignments and help prepare the ingredients that will be used in class…..occasionally."
"Oh, thank you, Professor Snape!" Tom exclaimed with an eager grin, "I won't disappoint you…...you have my word!"
Severus turned and walked away with a scowl of concentration on his pale face.
Tom Riddle made him uneasy but he had tragically failed to uncover anything prominent about his eerie student in his research.
Severus decided that the best way to study his potential enemy may be through direct observation…...
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"Look! I can make Snape's glasses fly!" A corpulent Slytherin fourth year laughed with his band of cronies.
Hermione and Ron hung helplessly in the air as Harriet leapt off the ground in a vain attempt to rescue her spectacles that her bully had suspended in the air over her head.
Her wand lay under her tormentor's foot.
"Give them back!" Harriet shouted angrily as she jumped, "Let my friends go! We haven't done anything wrong!"
"The shady spot under the tree is reserved for Slytherins only!" The corpulent boy bellowed at Harriet.
Draco approached the courtyard and happened upon the scene.
Although the group of Harriet's attackers were twice his size and his fellow Slytherins, he did not hesitate to pull his wand and cry out, "EXPELLIARMUS!"
The pudgy boy was blasted backwards.
When his magic ended, Hermione and Ron tumbled to the ground as Harriet's glasses dropped into her hands.
She placed them back on her face as Draco charged across the courtyard to confront his darling's bullies.
Rage overpowered his fear as he stood toe to toe with his older, larger housemate.
Harriet's assailants glowered down at Draco as the corpulent boy sneered and exclaimed, "You've got some nerve, Malfoy! I didn't take you as a Gryfinndor lover!"
"Gryffindor lover?" Draco spat back, "Slytherin is supposed to be about cunning and ambition! It hardly shows either to taunt a little girl two years younger than you, Fadyin! I'm sure Salazar would be extremely proud if he were here to see."
"Watch your mouth, Malfoy." The older boy glared threateningly at Draco, "...If you'd like to keep your teeth inside it."
"Go ahead." Draco said with an irritatingly arrogant smirk, "Do your worst, but please remember…..my father will be the first to hear of it."
The older boy scowled at Draco for a long moment before he murmured to his friends.
He shot Draco one last grimace as he and his friends stomped away.
Draco stood back while he watched Harriet help Hermione and Ron to their feet.
He hadn't expected much for his bravery, but his darling still gave him a blissful reward as she eventually glanced up at him while she retrieved her wand and nodded, "...Thanks."
Draco threw her a frustrated frown before he stalked away.
In his dreams, Harriet would have given him a kiss for his heroic efforts.
It amazed Draco that for a boy of such wealth, he continued to be so greatly underpaid.
To Draco Malfoy, Harriet Snape's kiss was worth more than all of the gold in Gringotts.