This chapter contains an attempted rape. I marked it with *** for anyone who wishes to skip it.
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After the events of that night, Severus began to teach Shari magic. He didn't tell her, but Dumbledore had harassed him repeatedly while he was researching magical restoration in the Hogwarts library.
The Headmaster was determined to learn her location, but only the potioneer, Tonks and Draco knew the location of Spinner's End. It was secret kept.
Dumbledore was not able to use the Ministry to find out where he lived, because not only did they not have that information, they were in the process of accepting his statement that Voldemort was back after a year of disproving it. Head Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt was aware that Severus was protecting Shari and refused the Headmaster's request to put a trace on him.
After putting a glamour charm on her to conceal her identity, Severus took her to Olivander's and she got a wand. He immediately recognized the name Borlosi, of course, and stated his grandfather had given Scorpio and Yagar their wands. He even looked up what kinds they had, but neither type was compatible with Shari. One caused the glass in a window to explode and one sent a shelf full of wands toppling over.
After several more mishaps, an unyielding 13 inch ebony wood wand with a dragon heartstring core chose her.
"That is an impressive wand for an impressive lineage. I expect great things out of you." Shari had to bite her tongue at the 'impressive wand' bit as she was dying to say "that's what she said".
Severus made the wand maker swear an oath of silence about having sold her a wand and to not keep any written record of her visit. He did not want it getting back to the Dark Lord that she existed and he did not want Dumbledore tracing her steps.
When they stepped outside the wand shop, the Headmaster suddenly appeared and grabbed her by the arm. He tried to put a petrificus totalis on Severus, but the potioneer shielded it and grabbed her, threw a stupefy at Albus and disapparated.
When they popped into the yard, Shari was shaking. Severus immediately ushered her into the house and she sat down. Fortunately, her stomach did not see fit to empty itself of its contents this time.
"He's not going to quit, is he?"
"No. He's not." As she caught her breath and calmed herself down, she watched him set protective wards around the house.
"I can't leave the house again, can I?"
"I don't think you should, no."
Draco insisted on seeing her new wand and commented on it being impressive and she bit her tongue again.
Severus had noticed and asked what was so funny.
"No-Maj joke."
"Try us."
"Every time anyone comments on my wand, I keep wanting to say 'that's what she said'. I know, it's kind of childish, but it's from a TV show."
"So if I said 'don't whip your wand out', you'd answer.."
"That's what she said," Shari interrupted with a giggle.
Severus and Draco both looked at each other and laughed after a moment. She realized they were going to have a hard time keeping straight faces at school when opportune moments came up, particularly if they were together.
He started with simple spells like Wingardium leviosa and worked up. She was a quick study, so he quickly started teaching her defense and more complicated spells.
Draco helped with teaching her, when he wasn't studying or flying. He had seemed distrustful at first but gradually was warming up to her. Shari found out that his father had killed his mother several years before and the fifteen year old had been living with his godfather ever since.
He talked about how Dumbledore showed favoritism to Gryffindors and demonized Slytherins. The house sounded like a Dungeon-to-Death Eater pipeline to Shari.
She once asked the two Slytherins where the Slytherin-Gryffindor rivalry came from.
"It's been like this as long as anyone can remember."
"Who keeps you at each other's throats?"
Severus looked at her thoughtfully. "When I was in school, it was actually Dumbledore keeping us at each other. He celebrated Gryffindor every chance he got and let them get away with attempted murder while punishing Slytherin for every little infraction."
"So it sounds to me like a story about ants that I heard once." Shari poured herself a tumbler of whiskey and made herself comfortable. "If you put red ants and black ants together in a jar, they'll coexist peacefully. But if you violently shake the jar and then dump it out on the ground, they'll each blame the other ant species and destroy each other. But what each ant species didn't realize was that the real enemy was never each other, it was the asshole who shook the jar. That is exactly what was playing out in the States and that sounds like what plays out in Hogwarts."
Both stared at each other, then at her. "So Dumbledore is the one shaking the jar? Is that what you're saying?" Severus grabbed the whiskey bottle and poured himself two fingers.
She tipped back the rest of her glass. "Sounds that way."
She became an expert, or at least she hoped she was, at playing dumb about not knowing anything about their world. However, she did remember the conversation about legilimency on her second day at Severus's house.
Several times during the summer, he was summoned by the Dark Lord. Shari learned to stay out of his way when he got back. On those nights, she slept in her own bed and gave him a lot of space during the day.
When he came back one night in late July with obvious injuries, he pushed her away. After she pointed out that he was spilling more Essence of Dittany than he was getting on his wounds, he begrudgingly allowed her to help. After all the gashes were closed, she helped him to bed, then stayed nearby until he woke up.
When he opened his eyes, she handed him a cup of water, which he silently accepted.
"You're not used to accepting help, are you?" He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, then looked away.
"That's what I thought. I'm not, either."
"Well, it's not as if there's a plethora of individuals lining up to help fix my injuries when the Dark Lord decides to take out his disappointment on me." His eyes shifted from the glass of water to her. "He knows about you. How, I'm not certain yet. Somebody leaked to him, either from the Aurors or the wand maker."
"I highly doubt it was the wand maker. He gave us a wand oath."
"That leaves the Aurors. Somebody could have overheard Tonks and Shacklebolt talking about you and reported it to him." His eyes shifted back to the glass in his hand. "He hinted that he wants to meet you. He is excited that the Borlosi line is alive."
"Which means Dumbledore won't be the only one wanting to merge his blood line with mine." Shari sighed and sat back in the chair, feeling again like a kidnapped Handmaid. "Handmaid's Tale, indeed."
She suddenly was struck with a thought and sat up. "Is that why you were hurt? He knows you're hiding me?"
"Yes, he knows, and yes, that's why. I refused to reveal your location." He finally looked at her, his eyes lingering over her body.
She set her hand on his shoulder. "Thank you. For protecting me."
"I think I'm feeling better." He grabbed his wand and waved the door shut, then set wards and a silencing charm. He held his arms out to her, so she climbed on top of him and straddled his waist.
The message was loud and clear. Sex in exchange for protection and shelter. Shari did the best she could to make him happy, but a pit formed in her gut as she realized her situation. Two powerful wizards were intent on discovering her location and forcing her to carry their child. Severus was willing to protect her from both, but only if she spread her legs for him. She did not feel as if any of these wizards, him included, saw her as a human being. To them she was just a witch, a consumer of carbon dioxide with a vagina, a uterus and an intriguing magical bloodline.
When she woke up in the morning, naked in his bed, she was alone. She got up and dressed and eventually made her way to the kitchen.
Draco had his nose buried in a book as he munched on breakfast and Severus was making coffee. She forced a smile and a "good morning". The boy mumbled one back, but Severus simply looked at her and raised an eyebrow. As she got started making her own cup of coffee, he walked up behind her and kissed her neck and grabbed her butt. Shari felt herself stiffen, but quickly tried to relax and smiled at him. He leaned down to her ear and whispered into it.
"Whether or not I protect you isn't dependent on you shagging me. You understand?"
She raised an eyebrow in disbelief and quietly stared at him.
"I mean it," he whispered in her ear again. "I'm sorry I gave you that impression."
"Yes, you did give me that impression. Are you shooting straight with me?"
"Yes." He looked straight into her eyes.
"Okay, I believe you." She didn't, though. Not completely. Not when he had asked her for sex immediately after they had discussed him protecting her location from both Dumbledore and the Dark Lord.
He pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead.
"Get a room!"
Shari looked up at Draco and forced a smile, then she turned her attention to the almost burnt toast. She flipped it over with more force than necessary, thinking that him lying to her was worse than not saying anything.
Severus seemed to notice her agitation and was watching her as he sat back down with another cup of coffee.
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Tonks visited again a few days later. She had sent a patronus over asking if they wanted company, and Severus had sent a doe back with an affirmative. Draco had already gone to sleep when she arrived and Severus set a strong muffliato around their bedroom. It had become both of theirs because Shari never slept in her own bed anymore.
The room was barely locked down before the redhead had pushed Tonks down on the bed. In between kisses, they pulled at each other's clothing until they were both naked.
Shari buried her face in Tonk's breasts. "Mmmm… there is nothing in the world like a woman's body. I love me some dick" she reached over and stroked Severus through his pants "but there is nothing in the world like two soft, warm breasts and a hot, wet pussy." She kissed her way down the Auror's body and pushed her legs apart.
As Tonks panted in anticipation, Shari slowly inserted a finger into her vagina and then another one. She pulled her pussy lips apart and slowly ran her tongue up and down and around over her clitoris. Severus took his clothes off and laid down next to them. While he and Tonks kissed, she started working him with one hand while grabbing Shari's hair with the other.
Shari began thrusting her fingers harder into her and increased the pressure of her tongue, drawing circles and figure eights over her clitoris until a gush of fluid soaked her fingers and Tonks moaned out her orgasm into Severus's mouth.
They pushed him onto his back and the Auror straddled and rode his cock while Shari rocked her pussy over his mouth.
After, when everybody was spent and exhausted, Tonks left, but not before sharing a long kiss with Shari.
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Draco once asked Shari if she was from Texas. They were eating dinner in early August, hamburgers that Shari had cooked. It was their first time eating them. There just happened to be a jalapeno in the icebox, so she sliced it onto hers.
"Why Texas?"
"It's one of the states our Muggle Studies professor was talking about last year."
"Ah. No, I'm not from Texas. I'm from Michigan, the one shaped like a mitten. I definitely do not have a Texas accent."
"What does a Texas accent sound like?"
Shari looked at him for a moment.
"Boy…", she drawled. "You tellin' me y'all never heard a Texan talk? Sitcha ass down n be quiet."
This brought a laugh from both Slytherins.
"Have you ever been to Texas?" Draco seemed eager to learn about her No-Maj life.
"Yes. Not a fan. Too hot, too many conservative religious folks making strict laws. I'm an atheist. A lot of those folks wouldn't like all that." She shook her head, remembering it as a state her wife had been willing to move to.
At Draco's puzzled expression, she explained the term. "Basically, I don't believe in any religion or supernatural being."
"Oh. Neither do I."
Severus grunted in agreement.
Shari wondered if following Voldemort counted as a religion, if one could still call themselves an atheist if they followed him. Probably so, because he was technically still human, she decided.
That thought led her down another rabbit trail, that Severus had said the bald cunt knew of her and wanted to meet her. How long could he hold him off before it got ugly? How long could Dumbledore be kept away?
She sobered as she realized that eventually, one or the other would successfully get a hold of her or she would turn herself over to protect Draco. She hadn't known the teenager very long, but felt a maternal protectiveness towards him knowing his father had killed his mother. She clenched her teeth as she realized he would be marked soon.
As if the Serpent had heard her thoughts, the Potion Master's arm twitched and he grabbed it with a groan. Shari watched as he donned a dark hooded robe and a metal mouthless mask. Then he hurried outside and turned into a black cloudy streak.
She met Draco's eyes for a moment, then he disappeared to his room, and she wondered if he knew he was soon to be marked.
Several moments later, Severus was back, still in his mask. At least, she hoped it was him.
"Where's Draco?"
"In his room."
He knocked and went in, she heard the buzz of a muffliato, then both walked out of the house and disappeared in a cloud of smoke together.
Shari threw a glass against the wall and watched as it shattered and the glass shards went everywhere. Then she grabbed her wand and uttered repairo. It didn't work. She tried again. Reparo. It worked the second time when she said it correctly.
Shari eyed the liquor cabinet next to the fireplace and decided to take a drink from the one he usually poured for her when they had a drink together.
Grabbing the bottle, she planted herself on the couch to watch for Draco and Severus.
***The stars and moon moved in the sky and it was late before they returned. By this time, Shari was drunk and the bottle was empty.
The younger wizard went straight to his room, but Severus walked over to her and grabbed the bottle out of her hand. His eyes were blazing.
"Stay out of my liquor!", he shouted at her and she jumped.
"You never drink that one, anyway!"
"You really want to try me, bitch? Get away from me."
Shari immediately started backing out of the room, remembering he needed space after a summons, but her feet were unsteady from the booze and she fell. She continued crawling away, towards her original bedroom.
Just as she reached it, she heard footsteps behind her. She grabbed her wand but was too drunk to remember what spell to use. The first one that came to mind was engorgio.
He waved it away.
Incarcerous.
He blocked it and laughed, then grabbed her by her hair and threw her on the bed.
"You are one pathetic witch. I should just let Dumbledore have you. Or maybe I'll give you to the Dark Lord. But first you better earn your keep."
She felt him grab her legs and started to fight and scream, but her limbs felt like jelly.
Suddenly, she became aware of someone calling her name.
"Shari. Shari! Wake up. It's just me, Severus."
Shari opened her eyes. She wasn't on her bed with an angry potioneer looming over her, she was on the sitting room floor clutching an empty bottle. He wasn't glaring at her, he looked concerned.
"I started to pick you up off the floor, but you started fighting and screaming. I guess you had a nightmare."
"I did. You were angry and you were trying to…" She stopped when his eyes deliberately shifted right and she saw Draco standing nearby.
The boy was holding his arm and grimacing. Her heart sank.
"Can you stand up or are you too pissed?" He reached a hand out to her, so she let go of the bottle and took it. He started to pull her up, but she suddenly threw up all over, including his boots.
"Shit, sorry. You're not gonna give me a month's detention, are you Professor?"
He shook his head and cleaned it up with a wave of his wand and a smirk. "You're lucky you're pretty."
"Am I lucky? Seems like not so lucky of a thing around this joint. Or maybe it's not because I'm pretty that everybody wants to fuck me, but because I'm a Borlosi so everybody wants to put their baby in me."
"I don't." He picked her up. "Are you always this graphic when you're drunk?"
"You should see me on Tequila."
"I think I'll pass."
"Or there's Tanqueray gin. Gin makes me sin. Tequila makes me commit lots of sins. It makes my clothes fall off. That's a country song, ya know. 'Yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off…' Why am I telling a Brit about country music?"
"I don't know. Why are you?"
"I'm drunk as a skunk."
"Yes, you are."
He laid her down on the bed they shared, a smile tugging at the edges of his mouth.
"Are you really only protecting me because I'm fucking you?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"A drunkenly honest one."
He stood quietly and just looked at her.
She pulled the covers up over her head and turned away. "That's what I thought. You're either denying it to yourself or you're too ashamed to admit it out loud. If I wasn't shagging you, you wouldn't protect me."
She felt the mattress shift and realized he had laid down next to her. He gently pulled the blanket away from her face.
"I just pulled a lot of favors in to protect you. Yaxley is putting a trace on Albus and keeping one off me. You know about the Headmaster and the Dark Lord really wants to meet you and probably give you his mark. I'd have done that even if you weren't sleeping with me."
"Did Draco get marked? I saw him holding his arm." She raised her head and pushed the blanket down past her shoulders.
He sighed deeply. "Yes, he did. He was also given a task, to kill the Headmaster."
"If I had gone to meet him, could we have avoided him getting marked?"
"No, unfortunately. His father promised him to the Dark Lord years ago, after he was born. Even though Lucius is in Azkaban screaming at the walls now, he still held Draco to it."
His eyes peered into hers for a moment and she realized he was using legilimency.
"What are you looking for?"
"How you've come about so much knowledge of our world already."
"I told you. Books." She held her breath, hoping that would be the end of that.
He continued his search through her mind for a moment longer, then abruptly turned away.
"Accio hangover potion! Accio nausea potion!" He handed her the second vial, then set the first next to her on the bedside table.
"Just to prove I'm not protecting you in exchange for sex, I'm not even going to ask you for a shag. Good night." He waved his wand and the room darkened.
"Good night!" She pulled the blanket back up and over her head.
