September 1995
Hogwarts
High table, welcoming feast
Florence was talking to Pomfrey when Severus walked into the Great Hall by the side door, looking worried.
I just found out who the new DADA teacher is.
And? Florence replied, looking up at him.
He stopped beside her and motioned for her to look at the door near the other end of the table, from where a short and plump woman with apparently no neck and dressed in pink from head to toe walked into the Great Hall smiling sweetly.
"Is that...?" Florence started saying.
"Dolores Umbridge. The new teacher." Finished Severus.
"Ooh, I remember her." Said Pomfrey. "'Nasty' doesn't do her justice. Prof. Slughorn was always nice to all his Slytherins but her. He knew that one was rotten."
Florence noticed when Umbridge's eyes fell on her and then on Severus, showing clear disapproval to the fact that he was standing so close to her.
"Well, Florence, she saw something she didn't like." Pomfrey said with a smirk.
"She sure did, Poppy."
Severus frowned, "What are you two talking about?"
But the two women just shared a glance and giggled, making the potions master roll his eyes before going to sit on his usual place.
"What were you and Pomfrey giggling about?" Severus asked his wife when she sat beside him.
"We think the pink toad didn't like seeing me near you just now."
"What? Why? It's none of her business if..."
"Oh, but I think she wants you to be her business."
Severus realized what she meant and slowly turned his head to the left, looking at Umbridge sitting four chairs away.
The woman gave him a small smile and he turned to face his wife so fast that his hair flew on his face.
Florence chuckled at him and put the rogue strands in their place, many students looking at them as she touched their sour professor's hair.
You're giving them a show, Florence.
No. A show would be me falling onto my knees and sucking you under the table.
Gave it some thought, wife?
You bet I did. She winked at him.
Florence glanced at Umbridge and smiled, receiving a deep scowl in return.
"Ooh, this is going to be good."
Severus just rolled his eyes, Women and their games.
Right. Florence snorted. Cause you've never played any games nor fucked me in front of anyone just to prove a point.
He smirked. You liked it.
I sure did. She replied.
But Dumbledore interrupted their flirting by approaching the pulpit and beginning his welcoming speech: "To our newcomers, welcome! To our old hands – welcome back! There is a time for speech making, but this is not it. Tuck in!"
But the sudden sound of a throat being cleared affectedly had everyone turning to the left end of the high table, where Umbridge was putting her pink bag on the table and getting up to approach the pulpit.
"Thank you, Headmaster. Now, I'd like to say a few words."
Dumbledore just nodded at her and stepped aside. But the woman didn't take the pulpit, she walked in front of it instead, beginning:
"The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance. The task of passing on skills and knowledge must be undertaken with utmost seriousness."
Florence sensed her husband tensing up beside her before he said: Shit. She's here to meddle.
Yes. She replied, shaking her head slightly. It was obvious Fudge wouldn't let Dumbledore's last end-of-term speech go unpunished.
And Umbridge continued: "That being said, a balance between old and new, tradition and innovation must be our goal. Although each Headmaster has brought something unique to this historic school." She smiled at Dumbledore. "The progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged."
Here we go. Florence said.
She makes me want to be summoned. Severus replied, receiving a reproachful look from his wife.
"Let us preserve what must be preserved." Said Umbridge. "Perfect what can be perfected. And prune practices that ought to be prohibited." She finished with a sweet chuckle.
She seemed to have finished but very few people applauded, as most students had no idea what she was talking about, while the teachers had clearly understood she was there to interfere.
Only Filch enthusiastically applauded her at the end, as he remembered how she was when she studied there, and he could hardly wait to see what she was going to do now that she was back and in a position of power.
Florence didn't miss the way Umbridge looked at Severus and then at her as she turned and walked back to her seat.
She seems very interested, Sev.
He kept his eyes on his plate, refusing to look up. I'm sure my wife will do something about it.
Oooh, she certainly will. And it will be so much fun! Florence chuckled.
Dumbledore sat beside Severus and exhaled; after hearing that speech, he had no doubts that the year ahead would be nothing but difficult.
He glanced at Florence and Severus, knowing they were the only ones he could count on to keep that situation under control.
Yes, Minerva was loyal to the school, but Umbridge was a Slytherin, they'd need more than just loyalty to keep that woman in check.
"Severus." He spoke in a low voice. "I need you two in my office after dinner."
The couple nodded.
Later
Dumbledore's office
Florence entered the room and her husband walked in right behind her, closing the door.
"Hi, my children." Greeted Dumbledore. "It's already late, so I'll get right to the point: what did you think of our new staff member?"
"Why is she here?" asked Florence. "That's all I need to know. After all you two have told me about that woman, after all the segregating laws she's passed through the years; why is she the new teacher?"
"Ministry's orders."
"As we feared." Said Severus, glancing at his wife. "So Fudge is interfering in Hogwarts now?" he looked back at Dumbledore.
"That's the last fucking thing we need!" exclaimed Florence.
"Yes. Fudge is launching a campaign to discredit Harry and me; he's even using Lucius Malfoy as his poster boy."
Severus spoke: "You mean Lucius's picture with the dogs that was in the Prophet this morning? Yeah, I saw it." He rolled his eyes.
Florence scoffed: "Posing as a concerned parent; I bet he's telling Fudge you're trying to weaken the Ministry's image by saying my father is back."
"Yes." Agreed the headmaster. "For that reason, Fudge has sent Umbridge to spy on us, and I'm sure they'll try to take full control of the school."
"Take control how?" asked Florence. "As mad as you are, as long as you're here, no one will..."
Dumbledore interrupted her: "Exactly, my dear: as long as I'm here. There might come a time where I may not be here."
Severus and Florence exchanged a glance.
"And when that happens," Dumbledore continued. "I'll need you two to protect the students."
The couple in front of him nodded, looking at him with concern.
"On a lighter note," Dumbledore added, his blue eyes now twinkling with mischief. "I heard Umbridge's been looking for a husband."
Florence chuckled, "Now that goes hand-in-hand with the ugly stares I've received during dinner."
Severus frowned, looking at them as if they were mad. "What does that have to do with me?"
"Well," explained Dumbledore. "You're around her age. A Slytherin. Known for your disregard for the students. Have quite a few potions registered to your name, which grant you substantial monthly residuals from the Ministry. And, despite the rumours around the wizarding world, as far as Dolores knows: you're single."
Florence was struggling to not burst into laughter.
"So: rich, respectful, hates children and Head of Slytherin House." Dumbledore summed up. "Certainly you can see how you're the perfect suitor in Dolores's eyes."
The face of horror that her husband made was the last straw, Florence couldn't hold it in anymore, she laughed hard, so hard she had to sit down to avoid falling down.
Severus nearly shouted: "You must be joking!"
"Believe me, husband – he's not." Florence replied, between laughs. "I saw the way she looked at me – that is a woman on a mission. And I'm her first obstacle."
Dumbledore joined her in laughter.
Severus just shook his head, "You've both completely lost it."
"I'm going to have so much fun with her!" Florence said, once she could breathe again. "I'll have to send Fudge a 'Thank you' note for sending her here!"
The headmaster hesitated: "Not too much fun, Florence. We can't have the Ministry coming after you."
"Oh, Dumbledore: no body, no crime." she replied, standing up and wrapping an arm around her grumpy husband's arm. "She won't know what hit her."
Severus smirked at her, Are you jealous, James's mother?
She raised an eyebrow at him. Maybe I should fuck you in front of her.
"Ok." Dumbledore interrupted them. "I can't hear what you're saying, but I can sure tell it's not PG-13. Take the floo, children."
And they did.
Next morning
Hospital wing
Florence walked into the infirmary and was surprised by someone in pink waiting for her.
"Good morning, Madam Delacour."
"Prof. Umbridge. What can I do for you this morning?"
"Just heed my warning, dear: I was able to see last night that the rumours are true; and I must inform Minister Fudge that Dumbledore accepts that kind of depravity inside the school. Hogwarts is a respectable school that must be preserved and protected from women like you."
"Women like me?" Florence repeated, tying not to laugh. "What do you mean, Prof. Umbridge?"
"Well, the whole wizarding world knows you had illegitimate children with a member of this staff while you two were still students here, and that you tried pinning said kids on a member of a noble and rich pure-blooded family – but he didn't fall for it and your kids remain fatherless to this day."
"Oh, that's what you're talking about." Florence said, smiling. "A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, professor."
Umbridge seemed to swell in anger at the nonchalant way Florence replied to her accusation.
"Prof. Snape is a respectable member of the wizarding society, a brilliant wizard, who doesn't deserve having his name associated to those kind of rumours!"
Florence heard Pomfrey having a coughing fit to cover up her laughter and she nearly lost it too, but she was able to speak around the bout of laughter tightening her throat: "Of course, Prof. Umbridge. I see what you're saying. He'd be better off being associated to a respectable woman like yourself."
"Exactly! I'm glad we understood each other, Madam Delacour. Now, I must go to my first class. Have a good day."
When the door closed, Pomfrey roared with laughter, summarizing between fits what they had just heard: "She's... got... a crush! On Severus!"
"Yes." Florence smiled mischievously, "And I've just been warned away from him."
"Ooh, boy. This was the funniest thing since Draco was turned into a ferret." Pomfrey wiped her eyes. "And you look way too happy for a woman who has just been warned away from her own husband."
"Ooh, Poppy, you have no idea what I have in mind. I'm going to have so much fun!"
Later that afternoon
Florence and Severus were walking to a staff meeting on the third floor when they passed by Umbridge's classroom and Florence saw the pink-clad woman was still inside; so she put her first plan into action.
Pretend to be angry at me. She said to Severus.
Why? He asked, confused.
"Just do it, you idiot!" she exclaimed, knowing he'd have to reply since she disrespected him out loud.
"Florence!" he stopped walking, confused by her request, but doing it anyway. "That's not a proper way to address a teacher!"
Get angrier. She said.
He held her arm with considerable strength and growled right at her face: "I will not tolerate that kind of behaviour!"
"I'm sorry, Severus. I won't do it again. I promise." She whimpered, pretending to be very shaken by his words. Now push me away and mention rethinking our relationship.
He frowned. "I will have to revisit the nature of our relationship, Miss Delacour."
"Oh, no, please, don't! Severus." She looked desperate.
And then Umbridge walked out of the DADA classroom, looking at them with a smile.
"Good evening, Prof. Snape." She said, smiling at him and then looking at Florence. "Madam Delacour."
Florence just nodded and watched the pink-on-pink woman walk away from them. Then she pushed Severus into an empty room and laughed hard.
"Care to tell me what was that about?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
"She truly has a crush on you!"
He rolled his eyes. "Not that shit again. You and Albus are seeing things!"
"No, we aren't! She warned me away from you this morning! She said a respectable member of the wizarding society such as yourself shouldn't have his name associated to a woman like me." She laughed again.
"Fuck. That's the last thing I need."
"Don't worry. I'll keep her plenty busy with all I have in mind."
"I know you will, love." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed her against the wall. "Now, I believe we'll be missing the staff meeting." He kissed her lips dominantly, pulling one of her legs up, caressing her thigh.
She moaned softly as he let go of her lips to trail kisses down her jaw, biting her neck, "Do you have a different staff for me to meet, professor?"
Severus couldn't stop the laugh that burst from his throat. "That was a horrible joke, Florence."
She quickly unfastened his pants and pulled his half-hard dick out, jerking him off as she looked into his eyes. "Punish me for it, then."
He smirked and hoisted her up against the wall, bunching her dress around her waist and then pulling her wet knickers to the side, looking into the light green eyes he loved as he pressed his cock into her body.
Florence's eyes fluttered close as she hissed in a mix of pleasure and pain.
But he held her chin, "Look at me, princess!"
She obeyed despite the pleasure making her want to close them.
"So improper, verbally attacking a teacher. Pulling him into a dark room." He pushed deep inside of her. "Fucking him half-dressed." His voice like velvet, making love to her ear as he entered her body.
She moaned and clung to his broad shoulders as he began pounding into her, making her moan and move against him in desperate need.
He growled: "You just love being taken, don't you?"
"Yes." She moaned. "Harder!"
Then he tightened his arms around her, carrying her to the nearest desk and laying her there, letting his dick leave her body as he worked on opening the buttons in the front of her dress – he loved those button-up dresses: always easy access to fuck her around the hallways.
After each button he opened, he kissed her skin, filling his senses with her sweet vanilla scent; he kept on unfastening them and kissing down her stomach, feeling her hands on his hair and her legs rubbing on his sides as she panted, whimpering on the table.
"Need something, love?" he asked, as if he didn't know.
"Get your dick back in me!"
He ignored her and finished opening her dress, pushing her knickers down her legs and touching her drenched folds with one hand, two fingers pressing in just enough to get to her g-spot.
"Fuck." She gasped as his tongue touched her clit.
He moved his fingers fast and sucked on her hard nub all of a sudden, forcing an orgasm out of her.
Florence arched and moaned.
He quickly stood up and pressed his cock on her entrance, leaning over her and kissing her lips, caging her smaller body on the desk.
Florence fisted her hands in his hair and he attacked her nipples, pulling her sexy red lace bra down and biting on her large breasts, still heavy with milk from breastfeeding their baby; then Severus slammed into her, balls deep, making her moan loudly.
"Yes. Scream my name, princess." He hissed. "So fucking wet." He pounded into her, taking her lips again, making sure to hit her g-spot at every in-stroke.
She wrapped her legs around him and whimpered in his mouth, one of his hands held her chin in place, keeping her from being able to move her mouth away from his. He was fucking her, dominating her.
And she was cumming under him, her channel massaging his cock, making him lose his rhythm, taking him with her.
He broke their kiss and fucked her orgasming body.
"Fucking tight, delicious, cunt!" he growled, moving like a mad man and stilling suddenly as his seed shot from his cock, painting her clenching sheath.
"Fuck." He panted, shivering as he spilled one more jet when removing his cock from her pussy. "Look at this..." He hissed, using the head of his dick to spread their combined cums on her pussy lips and inner thighs. "I'm a fucking lucky bastard."
She chuckled, before getting her wand to clean them both up and button up her dress.
Then there were knocks on the door.
And they looked at each other, Florence gasping in his mind: We didn't cast a silencing spell!
Severus helped her sit up on the desk and walked to the door, a little worried about who he'd find in the corridor and what excuse he'd have to come up with. But when he opened the door, he found the smiling face of Dumbledore.
"The staff meeting is over. You two will be happy to know that I cast a silencing spell on the meeting room."
Severus visibly relaxed, "Good to know."
Florence showed up beside her husband at the door, blushing. "Thank you, headmaster. We completely forgot."
"Don't feel embarrassed, dear." Said Dumbledore. "Fourteen years together and you're still so focused on each other that you forget the silencing charm. That's enviable!"
Then they heard a female voice: "Is there a problem here, Headmaster?"
"None whatsoever, Prof. Umbridge."
"Why weren't you at the meeting, Prof. Snape?" she asked looking at him and noticing his messy hair.
"A boggart, Prof. Umbridge." He quickly came up with the excuse. "I was walking to the meeting room when I heard Madam Delacour screaming and I came to see what it was."
"The most awful thing." Florence said tearfully, "If it weren't for Severus I don't think I'd have had enough strength to get rid of it myself." She touched his arm.
"Let me escort Madam Delacour to the infirmary and then I'll find you, Headmaster, to learn what was said in the meeting. Excuse us." And he walked away with Florence pretending to cry beside him.
Umbridge sighed as she watched the couple walk downstairs, "I never thought him to be so compassionate." She sounded very impressed, even a little breathless.
"Yes." Agreed Dumbledore. "There is a lot about Severus waiting to be unearthed."
"I can clearly see that." Her eyes sparkled. "He really makes a girl wants to dig."
"Just be careful with what you will find, professor. It might come back to bite you." His blue eyes sparkled in mischief.
Note: the welcoming speeches were inspired in the book (Dumbledore's) and in the movie (Umbridge's). And yes, Umbridge wants to marry Severus (Where did that come from? It seemed obvious since she's forty and unmarried, plus all the reasons Dumbledore gave). And it'll be an interesting way to have Florence messing with her.