Chapter 7: The Ticking of Time
{A:N: I've decided to extend this Chapter for those of you who have already read this...An interesting Idea occurred to me involving Draco Malfoy and provided an explanation of how he knew so much about his godfather and Bellatrix...}
My thanks to all my readers and reviewers...Enjoy-S.S.
Warning: Sexual Content ahead...
Malfoy Manor, Wizarding World...
Rage seemed to radiate off Snape as he glared at Bellatrix across the Malfoy dinner table. Draco had been quietly eating his meal as were Lucius who had enough problems to deal with considering The Dark Lord was making plans to take over Malfoy Manor for now the Death Eater headquarters had been located in an old war fort but there was still talk about relocation. The handsome albino wizard had not wished for such an inconvenience but knew better than to let it be known. There was also the matter of Draco's imminent taking of the mark weighing heavily on his mind. The boy had barely said a word after his private meeting with The Dark Lord and simply ate his food in silence. Narcissa had been worried over the state of her family. She knew that Draco was soon to take the mark and that Lucius had fallen out of the dark lord's favor, it was only a matter of time before punishments were issued. Bellatrix had been in one of her usual moods and had been extra venomous when it came to Severus joining the family for dinner. Of course it had been all at Narcissa's request. There was a matter in which she wished to discuss with her husband's long time friend. Snape agreed to attend due to his business with Lucius.
"Cissy, I don't see why you had to bring this half-blood whore here." said Bellatrix. "This is a family dinner."
"Severus, is family." piped Lucius. "And you will show him the proper respect in my house."
"It's not going to be yours for much longer." replied Bellatrix glaring at her brother-in law. "The dark lord will see to that."
"That is irrelevant when it comes to tonight's dinner." said Snape glaring at Bellatrix. "This is still Lucius' home and you will show him respect as well."
Bellatrix scoffed.
"Why should I have respect for a spineless whelp and an insolent half-blood not even worthy to polish the dark lord's boots?" she asked as if she had not a care in the world.
"Because Bellatrix, I put up with you being in my house and around my family." chimed Lucius. "There is also the matter of if it had not been for Narcissa...you utterly deranged lunatic, I would have put you down ages ago...you are very lucky that Severus..."
Severus' obsidian eyes cut to him and he glared at the handsome blond wizard making him trail off the last of his sentence. Draco looked back n forth between the all four of them. He knew his family had been keeping something from him. He could tell by the way they all got quiet and returned to their food without incident.
The rest of dinner continued on silently aside from worried glances and hateful looks only the sounds required for eating were heard for the rest of the meal. After the meal Draco went off to bed much to the relief of the adults that had not wanted him to hear their conversations. Snape turned his attention to Bellatrix and pulled her away from a very irate Lucius whom Narcissa had been doing her best to calm.
The Potions Professor pulled the deranged witch into his usual bedroom when he had been over at Malfoy Manor. The darkness that surrounded them provided excellent cover.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?" he hissed in annoyance.
Bellatrix sighed and trailed her hand along Snape's ebony clad chest in a sensual manner.
"I had to think of some way to get you alone without arousing suspicion." said Bellatrix as she started planting small chaste kisses on his still ebony clad chest.
Snape had still been furious about her goading Lucius. He had enough to deal with already and he had not needed her brazen reminder to cause problems with his old friend, especially with Draco being at the table. That was all he needed was for the junior Malfoy to discover the unhealthy aspect of their relationship, which Lucius nearly blurted out in anger. Bellatrix simply smiled.
"Perhaps you could punish me for my bad behavior Professor." she said pressing her sensuous form into him.
Snape closed his eyes. She had felt good pressed against him and so very warm. Try as he might to stay angry he was unable to keep his self control and found himself kissing the deranged witch in a heated exchange. Their pale fingers fumbling with each other's attire as if they had both been inexperienced teenagers.
Bellatrix smiled when the surprisingly strong lean pale wizard lifted her off the floor and pressed her up against the nearby wall. His heated mouth had been at her neck nibbling away at the sensitive flesh as she wrapped both her legs and her arms around him and pulled him in close. A satisfied sigh escaped her ruby red lips as Snape took hold of his freakishly large cock, which had been straining in his trousers for quite some time during the night's meal, and thrust into her soft warmth.
"Yesssss." hissed Snape settling as the witch dug her fingernails into the exposed flesh of his back.
"That's it...Half-blood..." said the deranged witch clinging to him rather fiercely. "Fuck me..."
Snape proceeded to oblige her, pounding into the witch for all he was worth beating her against the nearby wall in a steady rhythm.
They had each been so busy with their overwhelming lust that they had forgotten to cast a simple silencing charm before engaging. As a result, neither of them noted the pair of youthful gray eyes that took in the intense scene of their coupling.
With his mouth agape, Draco Lucius Malfoy stood at the door of his godfather's usual bedroom unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of his Head of House and his deranged Aunt in the throes of a very peculiar passion. The boy had known his godfather had a kind of unquenchable ardor when it came to witches, this had not been the first time he had stumbled upon something so out of the ordinary. It had been the young Malfoy's greatest secret when it came to having one over the other Slytherins who attended the prestigious wizarding school.
Snape let out a low groan as he continued to thrust rather deeply into the witch moaning witch.
Draco had been rooted to the spot he had been in. His gray eyes on his uncle's exposed pale back as his taunt lean muscle flexed each time he pushed forward into the clinging witch.
Bellatrix let out a spirited hiss as a result of Snape's actions.
"Getting close are we?" she asked as Snape's ferocity increased.
"Shut...up." muttered the now visibly sweaty Potions Professor. His raven locks had been sticking to his shallow pale cheeks.
Bellatrix grunted as she felt the increase in pressure from his thrusts.
This extra force proved to be both of their undoing as they each reached their end more quickly than either of them intended.
Snape let out a low howl as his release ripped through him. His pale form still driving into the the writhing witch that still clung to him.
The chaotic dark eyes of Bellatrix LeStrange peered over her pale lover's shoulder and she caught the fleeting sight of her curious nephew when the effects of her release subsided.
An eerie grin filed across her pale sweat glistening face.
Perhaps Draco's apparent development of his father's duly noted voyeuristic tendencies could one day prove to be very useful.
A few hours later...
Lucius' Study, Malfoy Manor, Wizarding World...
Lucius had been in his study watching the flames flicker in his fireplace. He sipped a glass of good firewhiskey and fixed a second. He smiled when Severus ventured into the room. The handsome albino blond handed Snape the second glass without a word and both men drank their respective drinks and stared into the fire.
"So you put a muzzle on that wayward bitch?" asked Lucius taking another sip from his firewhiskey.
Snape noted the slight glint of rage behind his gray eyes as he said those words.
"I would say she has effectively been "muzzled" as you say." replied Snape raising his glass to his pale lips. "Was Narcissa effective in calming you?"
"Quite so it seems." replied the senior Malfoy taking another drink.
"I am sure you are wondering why I needed to see you so urgently this evening." said Snape.
"It has crossed my mind." replied Lucius. "Still I knew not what to make of it."
"It is simple really." said Snape lifting his drink once more. "I am to be wed in two days and I would like for you to stand at my side at the occasion."
Lucius had been stunned by what he had heard.
"Y-Your getting married?" he asked.
"Yes." replied Snape now finishing off his drink. "Though I can assure you it is not through any choice of mine."
Lucius nodded now understanding.
"Fucking Ministry of Magic." he said finishing off his drink as well. "They truly believe that forced marriage is the way to keep our magical race from dying out."
"So it appears." said Snape already bored with the topic. "What is your answer?"
"Of course you will see me there Severus, we are family after all." said Lucius. "May I inquire as to whom the bride is?"
"I suppose there is no harm in you knowing." said Snape. "It shall be made public soon enough."
"Do go on." said Lucius meeting his obsidian eyes.
"Miss Granger." replied Snape.
Lucius' eyes widened.
"Y-You're marrying...Miss Granger...a student?" he asked in disbelief.
"As I've told you before, I have no choice." replied Snape. "Both my employer and the Ministry of Magic have forced this arrangement."
Lucius conceded the point.
"Draco, is going to be a bit heart broken." he said pouring himself another glass of firewhiskey. "You know he's sweet on the witch...Muggle-Born and all."
"Yes." said Snape as Lucius refilled his glass as well. "So I've noted."
"I suppose Granger is a good sort." said Lucius coming to terms with what was happening to his long time friend. "It figures this would be the only way to get a roaming bachelor like yourself to settle down."
"Not by choice." said Snape finishing off the rest of his firewhiskey.
"Still, it could be worse." said Lucius.
"Tell me about it." replied Snape.
"In any case, I would be honored to attend your wedding." said Lucius with a hint of pride in his tone. "Little Brother."
Without warning he grabbed Severus and wrapped his arm around the dour wizard's neck, much to said wizard's chargin.
"So this means that you're done with that insane bitch of a sister my wife has?" asked Lucius. "She has been getting on my nerves for the past few weeks...How in the hell can you stand her company?"
Snape escaped Lucius grasp and fixed his ruffled clothes and hair a look of annoyance filed across his sallow pale face.
"That..." he said with a wicked glint behind his obsidian eyes. "Is none of your business...old man."
Lucius smiled for the first time since dinner began. After another round of drinks Snape went to through the floo and back to Hogwarts where he found himself face to face with none other than Albus Dumbledore.
Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts...
The Potions Master had not been impressed when he saw The Headmaster had made himself at home in his private quarters. The twinkling blue eyes of the older wizard had always made him feel uneasy.
"Severus." he said.
"Lucius, has agreed to attend this farce of a wedding." said the dour wizard.
"And what of your association with Bellatrix?" asked Dumbledore with a knowing glare.
"None of your damn business miserable old sod." replied Snape. "I am under separate obligations that have nothing to do with Miss Granger, obligations that you set in motion need I remind you."
Dumbledore studied him for a moment.
"While I do realize this is difficult for you..." started the older wizard.
"Like the difficulty of my situation really matters to you." said Snape cutting him off.
"Severus it's been quite a few years since..." started Dumbledore again.
"Don't." said Severus in a dangerously warning tone. "I have no use for your feigned concern when it comes to things you know nothing about."
Dumbledore simply nodded understanding.
"Try not to drink too much." he said. "You do have classes to teach and Slytherins to look after.
"Think of it as my...How do the muggles say it...my bachelor party." said Snape pouring himself yet another glass of firewhiskey.
Dumbledore sighed. He had not wished to bring up old memories but he had not cared too much for Severus' association with Bellatrix LeStrange. Past association aside, Snape was in no position to get careless when it came to Hermione Granger. Still, The old Headmaster knew that he had chosen the right man to care for the young witch.
"To married life." said Snape raising his glass to spite the older wizard.
Dumbledore shook his head and left the younger wizard to his own devices. It would only be a matter of time before he would be wed to Miss Granger and there was more war to go around. He just hoped the dour wizard would fare well in the coming days.