Second week of June, 1996
The fifth year students from all four houses were in the Astronomy Tower, sitting their Astronomy O.W.L.s when a loud 'BANG' got their attention and they all turned theirs telescopes towards the sound.
Hermione was the first to find out what was happening, and she let out a loud gasp: "They're arresting Hagrid!"
The door of the half-giant's house had been burst open out of its hinges and he walked out roaring angrily and brandishing his fists, ready to physically engage whoever was there to get him.
"Umbridge is there!" Pansy Parkinson exclaimed, finally finding the Hut with her telescope.
"And five aurors!" said Neville Longbottom.
It seemed like Umbridge was talking and Hagrid shook his head to whatever she was saying. Then the Headmistress pointed her wand at him – and so did the five aurors – causing Fangs, Hagrid's Great Dane, to attack them in his owner's defence.
At this point, the Ministry appointed Astronomy O.W.L.s evaluator threatened to cancel the students' tests if they didn't point their telescopes back to the skies; but no one paid her any attention, their eyes glued to their telescopes and in the fight happening in the school grounds.
Hagrid gave out such a loud infuriated yell as Fang fell hurt onto the dirt that the students could hear it all the way up at the Tower.
In that moment, the evaluator pushed a student away from a telescope to look at the situation herself.
Hagrid lifted the Auror who had stunned his pet, and threw him to the ground – the man lay there, unmoving.
Next, a red ray of light shot from another auror's wand towards Hagrid, but it just bounced off of him, hitting the wall of his Hut and only serving to make the half-giant ever madder.
Hagrid picked up the fallen auror and threw him at two other aurors.
"Look!" exclaimed Harry, "Professor McGonagall is going there to stop it!"
They all watched their Transfiguration teacher shouting at Umbridge – although they couldn't hear what was being said.
But what they saw next had even the Slytherins freezing in shock.
The two aurors still standing and Umbridge responded to McGonagall's interference by stunning her – all three at the same time.
The students in the Tower fell silent as McGonagall's body hit the ground and she didn't move anymore.
"COWARDS! RUDDY COWARDS!" they heard Hagrid, now in a full rage, screaming at Umbridge and the aurors.
They all stared at the fallen body of their teacher as Hagrid took that moment to run towards Fang and scoop him into his arms, running away into the Forbidden Forest.
Umbridge shouted something they couldn't hear and tried to hit Hagrid once more – missing completely for he was gone amongst the trees.
The O.W.L.s evaluator cleared her throat and asked Parvati Patil to go to the infirmary to let Madam Pomfrey know what had happened.
Snapes' family home
Sophie was lying on her little princess bed as her mother caressed her soft caramel-coloured hair and sang her a lullaby. Florence smiled at her sweet baby daughter, enjoying those moments, for soon the war would get worse and she knew she wouldn't be able to spend as much time with her as she'd like – and kids grew so fast.
Suddenly she felt her husband's presence at the door of the baby's room and turned to look at him – but he looked deeply concerned.
Pomfrey needs you at the castle. McGonagall was attacked.
She kissed Sophie's head and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door.
"What happened?"
"Umbridge tried to arrest Hagrid. She most likely thought she would be able to interrogate him and find out where Dumbledore is. Hagrid escaped thanks to McGonagall, but..." he shook his head. "She's was badly injured. Pomfrey is worried."
Florence ran downstairs and flooed straight to the infirmary, finding Pomfrey arguing with a dishevelled Umbridge:
"Do you want Prof. McGonagall to die because of your stupidity?" Pomfrey shouted right at Umbridge's face.
"Send Minerva to St. Mungus then. I do NOT want the likes of HER here!" Umbridge pointed at Florence.
"The professor CANNOT BE TRANSFERRED!"
Florence was surprised, she had never heard Pomfrey shouting that loud.
But she just walked past them without saying a word and stopped by McGonagall's bed, running her wand over the professor's body and quickly getting a vial out of her own pocket and pouring it down the older woman's throat.
"What's that?" Umbridge came running towards her. "How can we be sure you haven't just poisoned her with whatever it is you brought?"
Florence turned to Pomfrey, ignoring Umbridge at first. "Give her a vial of Corde Draught, for her heart. And a low dosage of Strengthening Solution." Then she turned to Umbridge, her eyes turning light-green almost immediately. "You. I don't like you. And not just because you're offering yourself up to my fiancée at every chance you get."
"Fiancée?" Umbridge gasped.
"Yes." Florence showed her wedding ring. "Fiancée. But I don't like you because you're a prejudiced narcissistic cretin. In your big-headed self-assuredness, you thought it'd take just five aurors to take down a half-giant who knows these grounds better than anyone alive! You're a complete imbecile, Dolores." She removed another golden vial from her pocket and held it in front of the shorter woman. "Now, this? This is a strong healing potion of my creation – used on delicate cases at the St. Mungus Hospital for years."
Umbridge recoiled. "I didn't know that."
"Of course you didn't. You're not a healer. You're not even a real Headmistress!" Florence wasn't shouting, her voice low and dripping with hatred. "You're a pawn – an idiotic little woman who is nothing but an expendable ministerial pawn."
Umbridge was livid, "You did something to him! You bewitched him!"
Florence laughed then. "Dolores, you haven't been the first woman to try to take Severus from me. You wouldn't even be the first to be hexed for it."
McGonagall suddenly whimpered and coughed and Florence turned to look at her.
"Professor?"
"Florence..." she whispered weakly, trying to sit up.
"Do not move, professor. The three stunning spells hit you right in the chest and weakened your heart. You'll be fine in a couple of weeks, but you can't exert yourself in any way – neither physically nor emotionally."
McGonagall nodded and lay back on her pillow.
Then the fireplace turned green again and Severus walked out of it, looking immediately relieved as he saw McGonagall was awake.
Umbridge narrowed her eyes and said accusingly. "You're the one who called her here." She pursed her lips in anger. "You're on probation!" she shrieked, and Severus looked from her to Florence, his eyebrows slightly raised.
I'm right to conclude you told her something.
Florence nodded and raised her left hand. Fiancée.
The corner of his mouth moved but he controlled the urge to smile. "Are you done here, fiancée?"
McGonagall and Pomfrey stifled their laughs.
Florence looked at them, giving Pomfrey the golden vial she had in her hand. "Tomorrow you give the professor half of this. And the day after, the other half. And call me back if anything changes for the worst – no matter the hour. I'll come here."
"I'll put all fireplaces under surveillance!" Shouted Umbridge.
But Florence just chuckled. "That won't keep me from apparating here, Dolores."
Umbridge smiled contemptuously: "No one can..."
But Florence interrupted: "Well, I guess that's just one more thing you don't know." She walked towards Severus, entwining her hand on his and disapparating them both.
Two days later
Luckily McGonagall was getting steadily better and Florence didn't have to go back to the castle to check on her.
So she was enjoying a calm day at home with her two younger children; Christopher was playing in the pool in the backyard and Florence was watching TV after putting Sophie down for a nap. She was almost falling asleep on the sofa, when the flames in the fireplace turned green and James walked out of it, followed by Nicholas.
"My loves!" She exclaimed, smiling and getting up to hug them. "What are you doing home already?"
"We finished our final exams this afternoon and decided to come home." Said James.
Florence looked at them, surprised: "It's all done? Finished and passed?"
"Yes, mom." Said both teens.
She smiled, touching their faces, "Aww. I can't believe you've finished school already! I'm so proud of you. My babies are nearly adults now..."
"Stop it, mom." Complained James, rolling his eyes.
"I won't ever stop! I carried and birthed you two when I was your age! You'll always be my babies!" She kissed their cheeks and hugged them once more, making both teenagers roll their eyes, but neither of them stopped her.
"How come you are home?" asked James, throwing himself on the sofa.
"Well, I was sacked two months ago." She said, sitting on her husband's favourite armchair.
"WHAT?" they asked, surprised.
"Yes. Umbridge was appointed Hogwarts Headmistress, by Fudge, after Dumbledore was forced to leave the school when she caught the students from Dumbledore's Army. And her first order was to have me gone."
"Fred did mention some of that. But not about you being sacked." Said Nick, sitting on the other armchair. "He told me about the detention she gave them all and how..." then he realized. "And how a mediwitch helped them go through it painlessly! It was you!"
"Yes. Your father gave each one of them detention in the potions lab as a cover up for me to help them."
The twins shook their heads.
Nicholas chuckled: "You and dad plotting against someone is awesome. Grandpa stands no chance."
Florence smiled, "Let's hope you're right, Nick."
"And where's dad?" James asked.
"He had some finishing touches to add to the Potions N.E.W.T.s and O.W.L.s tests. He was going to get them ready today before coming home, so I don't know what time he'll be arriving."
Nicholas glanced at his brother, smiling impishly.
"What? What is it?" Florence asked, adding: "Wait. Do I even want to know?"
"Well," began Nicholas. "Fred and George have DADA N.E.W.T.s today and they have something planned for Umbridge."
"What do you mean?" she frowned.
James spoke: "They hate that woman and want to make her pay for the detentions and all the stupid Decrees."
"So they'll shoot fireworks inside the Great Hall during the exam." Continued Nicholas. "And they have this special dragon firework that follows people around..."
Florence gasped: "And they'll make it follow Umbridge?" She laughed. "You two are knowing a lot about what goes on in Hogwarts for people who study an ocean and two countries away."
"Nick and Fred talk every week." explained James. "When they use the Floo, it's diabetes-inducing to listen to the two of them."
Nicholas threw a cushion at his brother. "Stop it, moron. Or I'll tell mom about your little Hogwarts girlfriend."
"Well, I happen to already know about her." She paused and looked at James. "Wait. Girlfriend?"
"Yeah," James glared at his brother. "I asked her if she wanted to go... you know... steady."
Florence frowned. "Do you know what a steady relationship means, Jamie?"
He rolled his eyes, "Of course I know, mom! And before you begin, I haven't even kissed a girl in the past month since Mione replied that she agreed to be my girlfriend."
Nick laughed. "Hermione wrote a foot of relationship rules and expectations, covering from monogamy to what to do in case of death."
"That's Hermione." Florence chuckled.
"That... little scare I had months ago kind of made me see things differently..." James said, fidgeting on a cushion. "I'd like to invite her to come here see the library one of these days."
"Aw." Florence smiled. "That'll be the perfect date for her. She'll love it!"
"I know." James replied with a wink.
Then the flames turned green in the fireplace again.
"Dad!" the two boys shouted and got up to hug him.
Florence scoffed: "All I get are eye-rolls and 'stop it, mom'. And you get hugs and happy greetings."
Severus let go of his sons and dropped to one knee in front of her, "Hello, my love."
She smiled, leaning forward in the armchair and softly kissing him, "Mm, you know I like it when you kneel." then she kissed him deeply.
"Oh. No! Stop that!" complained Nick, covering his face with a cushion.
"GAAH! I'm traumatized forever!" Shouted James, running upstairs.
And the couple laughed at their kids' complaints.
Severus got up from the floor and sat on the sofa, looking at his son. "Were you aware of what your boyfriend and his brother were going to do today?"
"Yep." Nick replied, smiling.
"What exactly did they do?" Florence asked. "Did the firework dragon really follow Dolores?"
Severus eyed her, surprised she knew about that, but realizing the twins must've told her.
"Yes. And they destroyed half of the Great Hall and all of Umbridge's wall of Decrees – which fell on her head."
"Oh, no! I can't believe I missed that!" complained Florence, chuckling.
Severus rolled his eyes. "Oh, please, what you did to her was way worse!"
She barked a laugh: "Soo true!"
"What did you do, mom?" asked Nicholas.
"I filled Umbridge's head with sexual images as she evaluated your father's teaching methods. She got very horny in a classroom full of students."
"Wow." Gasped Nick. "That's borderline evil, mom."
"You want to know the best part?" Florence looked at him with a mischievous smile. "Dolores has a major crush on your dad. That's why she sacked me!"
Nicholas looked at his dad, gaping and then laughing.
"Yeah yeah." said Severus, rolling his eyes again. "Laugh all you want. I'd rather have Nagini around me than her."
"She'll be gone in a few days, Sev." Said Florence in an understanding voice. "No DADA professor can last more than a year. Courtesy of daddy-dearest."
"Remind me to thank him at the next family gathering." Severus replied ironically, making his wife and their son laugh again.
Later that same day
Hospital Wing
Madam Pomfrey had just freed Prof. McGonagall's bed that morning but was now running around four students, who were crying and complaining – each one of them with a different, very peculiar, condition.
Pansy Parkinson had grown antlers; Cassius Warrington had a horrible skin condition that made him look like he was coated in cornflakes; Graham Montague had a Nose-Biting Teacup hanging from his nose and he was also slapping himself, for he felt like spiders were crawling over his skin – Draco said he thought his friend had been hit by the creepy crawlers charm; and Draco himself had been hit by several dungbombs and nothing he had done so far had successfully gotten rid of the smell.
"So," said an angry Pomfrey. "You think that Inquisitorial Squad badge gives you the right to go around creating havoc and then it's up to me to fix you?" she shook her head. "I am not dealing with all of you by myself! NO WAY!" she shouted, casting a Patronus with a message to Florence. Then she turned to the students again: "And if any of you open your mouths to tell Umbridge I called Florence here, you'll be dead the next time you set foot in my infirmary!"
Florence arrived right then via Floo and burst into laughter. "Wow. I see why you need help." she looked around, identifying where that awful stench was coming from.
"What happened to you, Mr. Malfoy?" she walked to him and quickly cast a Waterless shower spell, which didn't get fully rid of all the smell, but helped tremendously.
"Dungbombs." Draco said. "The Weasleys made one that has a sticking charm to the stench; I took five showers this evening and I am still stinking!"
"Well, you're not stinking as much now, so try soaking for a few hours in the Prefects' bathtub on the fifth floor." she said, trying to control her laughter. "If she could see you now." Florence shook her head, not needing to say who 'she' was.
Draco smiled and walked out of the infirmary to go soak like she had suggested.
"Now that we can all breathe again," Pomfrey spoke. "Check on Mr. Montague, before he rips his own skin off, Flor."
Florence quickly got rid of the feeling of insects running all over the boy's skin and he cried in relief.
"Let me take care of that cup, now." and she slowly removed the charm from the nose-biting-teacup and it fell to the floor, breaking.
Then she turned to the other boy and healed his cornflaked-skin.
Pomfrey had finished removing Pansy Parkinson's antlers by then and they looked at the three students.
"Students like you give the Slytherin House a bad name." Florence reprimanded them. "I'll have a chat with your Head of House and you can be sure he won't coddle you this time."
"But the Gryffindors and the others started it!" shouted Montague.
"Did they?" asked Florence, stopping by his bed. "Did they start it or were they retaliating?"
None of them spoke.
"As I thought." Florence finished. "Open your mouths about me being here and you'll all wake up with creepy crawlers on the inside of your bodies, and trust me: no one will be able to remove them but me."
"We won't say anything, ma'am." Said Pansy, and the boys vigorously shook their heads, looking scared.
Hogwarts
Three days later
Severus was about to go home when a small note flooed into his living room.
"What now?" He asked the empty dungeons.
That week had been eventful enough, they didn't need another teacher sacked or injured or students sprouting weird animal body parts.
He picked up the letter.
Prof. Snape
Please bring two vials of Veritaserum to my office.
Dolores
He threw the paper into the fireplace and thought to himself: Two vials? How many people she'll interrogate? Fifty?
He didn't even stop by his personal stores as he walked out of his quarters – he knew he had at least another four vials in there, but he wasn't going to give her any. Whatever the reason for her to ask for the truth serum, it couldn't be anything good.
Umbridge's classroom
The door of her office at the back of the room was open, allowing anyone at the door of the DADA classroom to see what was happening in there.
Severus stopped halfway across the classroom and sighed, knowing he wasn't going to have the calm family night at home he had been looking forward to.
He quickly sent Florence a Patronus asking her to come to the castle, and then he finished crossing the room, going up the small staircase to the DADA teacher's office.
He stopped by the door and glanced around the room, quickly assessing the situation: Harry was on an armchair in front of Umbridge, Draco and other members of the Inquisitorial Squad were holding some members of the Dumbledore's Army at wand-point.
He looked again at Harry, noticing the boy had a red mark on his face.
Umbridge slapped him! He realized, getting angrier.
But when he spoke, he used his calmest voice: "You called for me, Madam High Inquisitor?"
"Yes!" Exclaimed Umbridge. "Did you bring the Veritaserum?"
"I'm afraid you've used up all of my stores interrogating the students this past month." He paused, trying to understand why Harry and the others were there.
Then he heard Florence's voice in his mind: I'm here in the classroom, Severus. What's happening?
Still trying to understand it myself, love.
"Unless you wish to poison him," Severus continued out loud. "And I assure you, I'd have the greatest sympathy if you did; I cannot help you."
"You're being deliberately unhelpful!" Umbridge shouted. "I'd be more careful, if I were you, Snape. You're still on probation, I haven't made up my mind about your position yet."
The students collectively gasped, and the Slytherins looked at her with reproachful gazes, clearly displeased she was threatening their Head of House.
Severus glanced at them with a satisfied smirk, glad to see their silent display of loyalty. Then he turned to leave the room, but Harry spoke: "H-he's got Padfoot! He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden!"
Severus glanced at his wife who was now at the bottom of the small staircase that led up to the teacher's office, and she was frowning, as concerned as he.
Go to Grimmauld Place. Said Severus.
She nodded and disapparated.
Umbridge was shouting: "What's he talking about, Snape? What's a padfoot? Where what is hidden?"
"No idea, Madam." He looked from Harry to the others around the room, knowing that the boy had seen something and was about to leave the castle to solve whatever it was himself – and Severus was certain it had to do with the Prophecy.
12 Grimmauld Place
Florence ran into the house, calling: "Sirius!" and following the sounds of laughter that were coming from the living room. She quickly opened the door, making everybody look at her in surprise.
"Sirius!" she exclaimed, breathlessly, "You're here!"
"My my, aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" said Sirius, smiling, getting up from the sofa and going towards her. "I'm all for making gorgeous women scream my name," he winked at her, "But why are you here?" he touched her waist with both hands.
Florence quickly removed his hands from herself and sent her husband a Patronus. Then she looked at Remus, Tonks, Shacklebolt and Moody.
"Harry had a vision, just like the one when he saw Mr. Weasley being attacked. Only this time, he saw you, Sirius, being held by the Dark Lord in the Department of Mysteries."
"But I'm here. I'm safe." Said Sirius, frowning.
"I can see that. I've just sent Severus a message, let's hope he can stop Harry from leaving the school." She said.
In that moment, a wolf Patronus ran into the room, saying: "Potter left. I'll warn Dumbledore." in Severus's voice.
"We must go after Harry!" shouted Sirius.
"NO!" exclaimed Remus and Florence.
"You can't leave the house, Sirius!" said Florence.
"We'll go." Said Shacklebolt. "Tonks, Remus, Alastor and I."
"Yes. Let them go." Said Florence. "You stay here! It's been decades since you were last in the battlefield. You go there and you're as good as dead!"
Sirius frowned. "I'm not a completely useless man, Florence!" he said angrily.
"That's not what I meant, Sirius." She shook her head. "But Harry and the boys will be heart-broken if you..."
"I get it, Flor." He ran his hands down her arms. "But I'm going. I'm not dying tonight. Not before getting you back." He smiled at her.
"Sirius, please don't go!" she looked at their werewolf friend. "Remus, some help here!"
But Remus smiled dejectedly. "He'd better go with us than go alone once you're not looking, Flor."
She let out an exasperated sigh and was suddenly surprised by Sirius's lips on hers. It lasted a second and he was taking a step back. "For good luck." He winked.
She shook her head. "Now it makes no difference; go, don't go. You're a dead-man walking."
Sirius just laughed and left after Tonks and the others.
"Remus," Florence said. "Keep an eye on him."
"You're not going?" he frowned.
"I can't go. I'm... father's future Minister of Magic, I can't be seen fighting for the Order." She whispered.
Remus looked surprised, "Wow. Ok. I can only imagine how you're feeling about that..." He kissed her cheek. "I'll go now."
"Be careful." She said, watching him leave and apparating home.
Snapes' family home
1 a.m.
Severus walked into the silent living room and sighed, letting the quietness and the homey smell embrace him.
He knew the news he carried would affect his wife and his oldest children. It had even affected him a little – surprisingly.
He walked upstairs, peeking inside each of his younger kids' rooms and smiling as he saw Chris and Sophie fast asleep on their beds. Elizabeth's door was ajar and he could see she had arrived home that evening as well. From the corridor, he could hear the twins were awake and speaking in hushed tones.
He didn't want them to hear the news he carried that night, so he went to his room, finding Florence walking out of the closet, hair still wet, a white silk nightgown on her beautiful body.
"Hi, Sev." she smiled at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Did you warn Dumbledore?"
"Yes. He went to the Ministry."
"Are you all right?" she asked, running her hands down his chest, beginning to undo his buttons.
He just nodded.
But Florence looked into his eyes and saw that something wasn't right.
"What happened, Severus? Is Harry ok? What about the Prophecy?"
He touched her face, hesitating on telling her what happened.
"What's wrong, love?" Florence asked again, getting worried.
Then he started by the less awful news: "Stupid Lucius broke the Prophecy and was arrested for conspiracy and burglary. Our revenge will have to wait a little longer now, and the Lord is furious. But Harry is fine; physically he is hurt, but he'll be ok. Your father tried to control him, but failed."
"What aren't you saying? What really happened to Harry?" insisted Florence.
"Nothing happened to the boy." He grimaced as he removed his vest.
"But?"
"Black is dead." he murmured.
"What?" Florence's hand fisted on his white undershirt, and her eyes filled with tears. "Sirius is dead?" she whispered.
"Yes. Bellatrix killed him." said Severus. "Harry is devastated."
Florence just breathed, remembering seeing him smiling at Grimmauld Place just a few hours ago.
"I told him not to go! I..." she then thought of the peck he had given her.
Severus saw the brief kiss in her mind and exclaimed: "The mutt kissed you?"
"Yes. Before leaving. I told him it wouldn't matter if he survived the battle, for you'd kill him anyway afterwards." She looked at him. "Spare me of your jealousy tonight, Severus! The man is dead!"
He controlled his anger – she was right. Then he held her waist, bringing her close to him again and finding within himself to put his hatred aside and be considerate.
"Flor... I never liked him, but I know all he did for you and the boys..."
"The boys!" She inhaled sharply. "They'll be heart-broken."
"Yes. I know." Severus held her in his arms, feeling her cry against his chest, her hands holding on to his shirt as if he could disappear at any moment.
Later
Severus walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his hips and another one on his hand. He sat on the bed to towel his hair dry, and saw Florence walk into the bedroom.
She removed her robe, exposing the silk nightgown underneath and walked to him, kneeling between his legs without a word.
He knew what she needed, he knew the fear that filled her heart every time someone close to them was reported missing or dead – she needed to feel him, to know he was still alive.
She pulled the towel from his lap, exposing his half-hard cock, and kissed his thighs, moving slowly towards his dick, touching and sucking each of his balls into her mouth.
He exhaled, she was an expert on driving him insane with her lips. She licked his member from bottom to tip, circling her tongue around the broad head and lowering her mouth on him, getting his cock down her throat. He had no idea how she could do that, but it was incredible that she could; she bobbed her head, sucking on him with desire.
"You like sucking my dick, don't you, princess?" he put one hand on her head, fisting it on her hair. And she hummed approvingly, twisting her tongue around his cock as she moved up and down rhythmically.
Severus hissed as pleasure ran up his spine, but he refused to close his eyes; when it came to sex, Florence always put on a show – she was gorgeous and loved servicing him.
She sucked his dick with hunger, licking it as if it were the most delicious candy.
"Fuck." He groaned. " Stop it, love." He ordered pulling on her hair, leaning forward to kiss her delicious mouth. "Come ride me, princess." He said, scooting up on the bed until his back rested against the upholstered headboard.
She removed her nightgown, and slowly let her underwear slide down her legs. Then she kneeled on the bed and crawled on all fours to his lap, straddling his hips.
He took her mouth as his hands played with her breasts, and she moaned, arching against him, moving her hips and impaling herself on his cock.
"Fuck, yeah, Sev..." she sat down, getting all of him into her body at once.
"Take all my cock, love, and ride me – show me how much you like it." His voice low and sensual.
"Oh! Yes, I love it!" she circled her hips, feeling all of him thick and pulsating deep inside her pussy as his hands and mouth played with her breasts.
She moved slowly, rubbing her clit at the base of his cock every time she sat down fully on him; and he held her hips, thrusting up when she sat down. She cried out as his cock hit her cervix.
He groaned, watching her riding him with abandon; his ears being filled by her moans, mewls and gasps of pleasure.
Florence arched against him and he felt her pussy milking his cock; holding her hips more tightly, he slammed up into her and she screamed his name as her climax took over her body. But he didn't stop moving his hips up, shoving his thick cock into her to the hilt and whispering one of his wicked spells; and the invisible tongue was at her entrance, licking her and sucking on her clit. Her breath hitched and she arched her back.
He smirked. "You're gonna cum for me again, princess?"
She moaned affirmatively, completely lost in the pleasure he was giving her. And then her pussy clamped on his dick, and she was cumming hard once more.
He increased the speed as he thrust into her, groaning as her pussy made him lose all control, gripping him deliciously.
"The fucking picture you make right now: getting fucked hard and cumming on a thick cock."
His crude words making her shiver and moan incoherently.
Then his orgasm slammed into him with such a force he couldn't stop it, spurting his seed deep into her clenching pussy, feeling her circle her hips, milking him of every drop, making their pleasure last longer.
"Fuck, Sev." She panted, resting her head to his chest, her soft curvaceous body covered in sweat rubbing against his hard one, equally soaked.
Severus pulled her face up for a slow kiss, caressing her tongue with his leisurely as his spent dick slipped from her body. "You're absolute perfection, love." He whispered. "I often wonder how I got so lucky..."
She smiled and touched his face tenderly, "I love you, Sev. So much." she rested her head on his shoulder, staying very close to him; the fear of losing him making her wrap her arms around him tightly, her legs still straddling his hips.
"And I love you, Flor." He replied, his hands moving in her hair, lazily braiding the long vanilla-scented strands.
Severus couldn't make any promises to lessen her fear and they both knew it; chances were he would not survive the war – and even if he did, he had done more than enough to be sent to Azkaban for life.
"Stop thinking about those things, Sev. I won't be able to sleep." She whispered, her mind echoing his negative thoughts.
He smiled, and they got under the covers, legs entwined, her hand on his hand, and her head on his chest – the steady beating of his heart lulling her to sleep with the certainty that he was still alive.
Severus stayed awake for a while longer, one hand caressing her back. Her breathing changed, letting him know she had fallen asleep and he let her calmness wash over him, soon following her into slumber.
Next morning
Elizabeth woke up early and walked downstairs to have breakfast before her mother, for she was still avoiding her since the horrible punishment of being two years away from Draco.
At least one year has already passed. Just another one to go. She thought bitterly.
However, being a whole year mad at her mother was way harder than she had thought it would be; she missed her mom. Liz had confided in her grandma about her relationship with the Malfoy heir, but it wasn't the same as having her mom to give her advice or just to watch a movie together.
Liz quietly ate her papaya and Tiffany brought her a cup of latte and a cheese and ham croissant.
She finished her breakfast and was about to walk upstairs, back to her bedroom, when she saw the Daily Prophet arrive through the floo network and land on the coffee table.
Elizabeth never cared much about the news, but a picture on the front page caught her attention.
She unfolded the newspaper and gasped at the headline:
AZKABAN NEWEST RESIDENT
And under it was the picture of her boyfriend's father.
Before lunch, that same day, a Phoenix Patronus flew into the Snapes' home.
"I'm back, children!" It said in Dumbledore's voice. "Florence's been unsacked and Umbridge is hurt. I want you both here."
And Florence went to the fireplace, flooing to the infirmary where she found Dolores Umbridge on one of the beds, her pink tweed suit was in tatters, with dirt and blood stains. The woman's hair was messy and just as dirty as her clothes.
"I'll have those filthy half-breeds all KILLED!" Umbridge screamed. "To attack a Ministry official! They are never seeing a tree again!"
"Hello." Florence said with a smile. "I see she's well enough to make threats."
Umbridge looked at her with hatred, "I refuse to let YOU care for me! I'd rather DIE!"
"Now." Florence replied. "That's the second thing we can agree on."
Umbridge hesitated and looked at her in confusion: "The second?"
Florence smirked, "The first being how sexy my fiancée is, of course."
Then Umbridge got even angrier, but Florence didn't let her speak:
"You'll be happy to hear that Fudge has stepped down and you're officially suspended from all posts at this school. No. Wait." Florence stopped dramatically, pointing at herself. "I am happy with that – you're probably very upset."
Pomfrey laughed as she tended to Umbridge's wounds.
And later, while Dolores Umbridge was walking from the infirmary to her office to get her things to leave the castle, Peeves followed her and beat her over the head alternately with a walking stick and a sock full of chalk.
The students flooded the corridors, clapping and shouting encouraging words at the poltergeist.
"If Peeves hadn't borrowed my walking stick, it'd be my pleasure to shove her into the closest fireplace." Said Prof. McGonagall. "Preferably lit."
Florence laughed. "Borrowed? So he didn't steal it? My my professor. Aren't you a little snake in disguise?"
And McGonagall huffed, "That woman brings out the worst in me, and you know it! What did you do to have her so angry at you?"
"I sucked Severus in front of her."
And McGonagall turned to her, gaping for a moment, and then she laughed hard.
Note: Hagrid's sacking is canon and I took inspiration to describe it from the book. The students with weird conditions and Peeves hitting Umbridge – also canon.
Finally finished the 5th book phase! Wow. I thought I would never stop writing about it.
6th book – here we go.