Snape Revealed Shorts, Story TWO:

Pure Romance

Part 6: The Lily and the Blood drop

AN: JK Rowling created most of these characters and the universe from which they hail…

I can't leave the house these days without some stay-at-home Mom trying to sell me some Pure Romance. I assume this type of stuff is sold worldwide, but I live in the town that started Pure Romance. Yes, a family in Cincinnati, Ohio came up with the idea years ago and it's grown into a monster. If you are unaware, it's a company that sells sex toys. Yes. So I'm going to write a story about it for no good reason. No, I don't work for Pure Romance, no, I've never been to any of their parties, but I'm invited all the darn time!

It goes without saying this installment is rated M for mature language and some graphic…um…depictions. Okay, it's just plain raunchy.

(This story begins during the first week of October, 1985. Rhys is long gone, as is Lily, and after four years of mourning, Severus is still deeply affected, however, he's slowly beginning to emerge from his self-imposed mental-exile.)

This story is not yet beta'd…

*This installment has some sexual situations in it*

Severus was sound asleep when he felt his arm jerked followed by Kathleen squealing.

"Sev! It's eight o'clock! Sev!"

"What?" he asked, opening his eyes and rolling over to stretch.

"It's eight!"

"In the morning?" he asked as she bounced off the bed.

"Yeah!" she shrieked as she ran out of the room.

"Well that's not good," he murmured. He rubbed his eyes, yawned and then rose from her bed. He found her in her loo brushing her teeth with one hand and brushing her hair with the other. "No alarm?"

"I forgot to set it," she replied while spitting toothpaste out of her mouth. She handed him the same toothbrush which he grabbed and added more toothpaste too. "Times like this a beard is nice huh?"

"Yeah," he agreed, swishing his mouth out and spitting into her basin. "I hate being late."

"At least my classroom is only one flight down."

"I walk fast," he said. He rinsed her toothbrush off, rubbed his fingers through his hair, and then turned to face the witch. He bowed his head slightly and then left her loo. "I'll see you at dinner," he said. He made sure to glare at Hinnie as he left. The elf knew to wake them, but she was trying to make a point it seemed.

His students didn't make a peep after he entered the classroom eight minutes late. In fact, they were even silent as he opened the door, and more than half were just reading quietly, while a couple had their heads down on the desks, still tired themselves. Severus fibbed about his tardiness by telling them about a special potion he was brewing that required his immediate attention.

Severus feared going to dinner that night, not so much the next-day awkwardness regarding Kathleen, but more so the food the elves were going to prepare. Severus sat and noticed Kathleen and Sprout had traded places at the table. Kathleen smiled and placed her napkin on her lap. She greeted Sprout first and then simply said "Severus."

"Professor O'Hara. How were your classes?" Severus asked, taking a sip of water from his goblet.

"Okay. I was a tad tardy this morning. What's for dinner do you think?"

"I don't know, some red, white, and blue crap I imagine," Severus replied as Flitwick who was listening in burst into laughter.

A moment later Dumbledore stood up to speak again.

"Tonight to continue with our American themed cuisine week, we offer delicacies from the Northeastern part of the United States. Enjoy," he spoke as a brown wooden bucket full of shellfish appeared on the table. Severus was impressed.

"Ah, a clam bake," Kathleen said with a smile. The buckets had vibrant red lobsters, very pink shrimp, hundreds of clams, potatoes and corn. "Let's hope it's um...edible."

"Why wouldn't it be?" Sprout asked, reaching her heavy arm over Kathleen to grab a whole lobster.

"Ever have lobster Sev?" Kathleen asked.

"I have. It's...rich."

"It is. Wanna share?"

"Sure," he said as she grabbed one of the smaller lobsters from the bucket. She also scooped up shrimp and clams and placed a few on Severus's plate for him.

"No red meat to accost you tonight it seems," Kathleen joked.

"Shucks," Severus replied, wondering why Kathleen was placing food on his plate for him. "I can gather my own food you know."

"Oh I know," she smiled and then winked, to which Severus heard Flitwick drop his fork onto the floor. "Now, there's a proper way to cut and devour a lobster," Kathleen instructed. Severus on the other hand was busy making a sickened face at Sprout, who bit off the lobster's head, allowing all the juices to soak down her arms, as she sucked meat out of the neck. "And that's not how," Kathleen whispered. "I think she thinks this is a huge crawfish."

"Gross and it kind of is, isn't it?" he asked as Kathleen just shook her head.

"Okay, first you slice the tail down the middle..."

"I like tail," Severus joked in a flirty tone, to which he heard Flitwick drop another fork. Kathleen giggled to the point she snorted and then pulled meat out of the split-open tail. Before she could serve Severus, he helped himself.

"Okay, next we remove the claws," she spoke in a strained voice, requiring some strength to remove a claw for Severus. "Now we have to crack it," she said, handing him a mallet. "I think you can probably handle this."

"Yes, removing things from shells is not foreign to me," he noted, smashing the claw with his mallet. He glanced over as Kathleen dipped some claw meat into some butter and slowly brought the meat to her mouth. For whatever reason, he found he was very turned on. He'd never been turned on by the mastication of crustacean before.

He too ate some lobster, noticing instantly it was a bit too firm, and sweet. He then removed the shell from his shrimp and took a bite. The food tasted, okay. It wasn't overly flavored, and it seemed overcooked since the seafood was rubbery. At least the butter made it go down easier.

"They left out the seaweed I think," Kathleen admitted. "And way overcooked it."

"This seafood stew needs some seasoning," Sprout said, digging into her pockets to remove a pouch containing whole peppercorns, garlic flakes, sea salt, thyme, red pepper flakes and a vial of lemon juice.

"Oh-kay," Kathleen said, no doubt surprised Sprout carried a spice rack in her robe pockets with her. "We may need some of those," she said as Sprout happily handed her some.

"Don't eat that clam, it's not open," Severus warned, as Sprout put the bad clam on her plate. "You should discard it."

"Can't I just pry it open?"

"No, it's a bad clam, you'll get really sick," Severus warned.

"Okay, thanks for telling me," Sprout replied, reaching for a better clam.

Severus chewed on rubbery seafood, albeit better seasoned, and the conversation remained light. A moment later they were presented with key-lime pie. Severus was impressed that there were no actual keys in the pie, but he suspected they used regular limes, and far too many of them.

Severus sat alone in his quarters later that evening with his cat Nina curled up in his lap. He was reading a guilty-pleasure fiction novel, but wondered if Kathleen would come knocking at his door. He didn't have to wonder for long, a few moments later he heard a knock. He hoped it wasn't his Prefect or Dumbledore. When Mini opened the door, Severus looked over his shoulder and saw the deep auburn hair and knew it was Kathleen.

Severus moved Nina off his lap and quickly stood up. He shook out his robes so no cat hair was on them and moved closer to the door to greet his guest. He uncharacteristically smiled at the witch who smiled back and entered his quarters. Mini looked a tad upset, as did Nina. Severus motioned Kathleen to come sit on his sofa. Nina moved to the chair nearby, but looked very displeased.

"Um, does your pet kitty hate me?" Kathleen asked as Severus glanced over at Nina, who literally glared at the witch.

"Yes. I'd say she does. I do not speak cat but her body language screams hate."

"I see. Why do you have such a...lovely creature...in your quarters? You just don't strike me as the pet type."

"She acquired me actually. She's not my pet, I'm her pet. She followed me all the way from the Forbidden Forest into the castle and refused to leave. That was four years ago now. I think she's staying now."

"I think so too. She's very pretty."

"Not sure of her breed. She's not magical in any way. Not sure of her age either, but her teeth are decent so she's not too old. She eats rich food though. Kippers and cream once a week, tuna the rest of the time."

"You spoil her," Kathleen said in a flirty tone and a wicked smile. "Does she spoil you?"

"She feeds me kippers...no," Severus joked with a giggle. "She likes to curl up on my lap and sleep next to me in my bed, yes. Mini is quite protective as well."

"It's in the elves nature. Mine is too but she's being a bitch today for some reason."

"She hates me."

"Oh yeah, that's right. Oh my God!" Kathleen erupted and glared out over Severus's shoulder. Severus turned to find his mermaid in the window, staring in at the pair. "Is that a real mermaid?"

"Yes. I've never seen a fake one," Severus remarked. Kathleen rose from the sofa and approached the ceiling to floor window to glance at the mermaid further. Severus joined her, shocked that the mermaid hadn't left yet. She seemed as curious about Kathleen as Kathleen did about her. "That's Elle."

"She has a name?"

"Well I mean she hangs out here all the time, so I had to give her a name. She has a name but I can't pronounce it. I don't gargle in mer-tongue," he joked.

"She likes you huh?" Kathleen smiled at the bluish-green skinned blonde-haired mermaid.

"She saved my life once," Severus said and then smiled at the mermaid, who seemed to smile back at him.

"How?"

"The Giant-Squid knocked my boat over and I nearly drown. My friend literally saved my life that night. But she, Elle, returned my lost wand to me, which really, really saved my life. Without that wand all I had to defend myself was my wit and my fists, which are no match for gangs of wizards."

"Why did you need defense?"

"Oh, um, there were some wizard assholes here at school with me who just got their jollies by torturing me daily. Now I can do some wandless magic but four against one even with a wand is a challenge."

"Wait a minute," she pressed on, as Severus grew weary of the topic and did not want to discuss it further. "You can't swim?"

"Oh, um, no."

"Wait a minute. Um...you live beneath a lake."

"Yes I see the irony. Why our Common Room and my classroom are down here is a mystery to me. It makes no sense having the Potion's lab down here where it can blow up the entire castle. Up in one of the towers makes the most sense."

"Yeah, our school was in no castle, it was an actual University looking brick school, but our Potion's lab was upstairs, in the corner. We had many explosions over the years, no deaths though."

"Well that's good. No, some moron decided to have the lab down here. It wasn't Salazar who put the lab down here, that came after he left. Slytherin was always down here though."

"Salazar...hmm. Sorry you were bullied. Who'd do such a thing?"

"Assholes. Anyway, Elle found my wand deep at the bottom of the lake and gave it back to me," Severus said, staring into the eyes of the mermaid as he spoke. There was just enough moonlight to see her as she leaned up against the glass.

"Wow, she has enormous tits!" Kathleen said which made Severus chuckle. "I'm sorry but aside from the breast-stroke, how do those things help her in any way?"

"They're not that big!"

"She's sporting a c-cup at least. I thought they'd have really small ones."

"Well, I guess, I'm not sure. I don't typically stare at her..."

"Wait, a naked fish-chick visits your window and you don't look?"

"I meant to say, it's been four years now, I hardly notice anymore."

"They billow in the water. They're far nicer than mine."

"Yours are fine."

"You've not seen mine."

"I saw enough of them, they seemed fine. You sport a c-cup too I believe."

"I'm a small c, large b, whatever, I'm jealous of her!"

"Don't be. And you've really never seen one?"

"We don't have a lot of merpeople in New Mexico or floating around the Potomac."

"She's pretty...for a fish type creature," Severus said and then moved in closer to the witch standing next to him.

"But you do eat seafood," she toyed back to him.

"I've been known to eat other things to on occasion," he said, bypassing her lips and going straight to her neck to give her a soft kiss while grabbing her hips as he drew her closer to him. The moment was a romantic one, until they were interrupted by a very forceful slam of the mer-tail against the window. Severus yelped and stopped kissing Kathleen to stare at the window. Elle crossed her arms at her chest and just glared at Kathleen.

"What's with all these bitches around you, they all hate me."

"They don't hate you," Severus said as Elle smashed her hand against the window that time. Both Severus and Kathleen shrieked and took a step back. "And she can read lips."

"Oh, well, read this then, stop slamming against the window!" Kathleen shouted as Elle swam away. A moment later something hit the window again with greater force. It was fast, too fast to see, but Severus knew it was her slamming her tail into the glass again. "Jesus Merlin and Joseph! What's her problem?"

"I don't know. She's never done that before."

"What? You never kissed a human in front of her before?"

"Um...well...I don't think so," Severus said, remembering that most of the kisses he and Ophelia had shared were in his office and private lab. "Um, no. I haven't."

"And you have no drapes."

"Well I mean I live under a lake. I figured I needed no drapes."

"Well I think she's gone," Kathleen said, pulling on Severus's robes to get him closer to her again. He leaned down since she was a few inches shorter than he and began to kiss her on the mouth when they were confronted by yet another slam; that time so forceful he feared the glass would break. "What the fuck?" Kathleen sneered and then gave the mermaid the finger.

"Elle! Stop, please," Severus said to the pitch black lake. It seemed cloud had covered the moon, but she could still see in just fine. "You'll always be my favorite mermaid."

"Yeah like that's going to work. Let's go...um...back to the couch?" she offered, taking his hand and leading him to the couch. She sat down and removed her orange jelly-shoes and frilly lace socks, which she placed near the fire. She then took her wand out of her pocket and placed it on his coffee table. "So I must ask. If I may be so bold. I have a rather crass question."

"Go for it," Severus said, removing his boots and but keeping his wand on him.

"Does mermaid pussy taste like fish? I'm just thinking it does!" she asked as Severus laughed.

"I wouldn't know, but I hope it does! I'm sure it smells like it too, since it is a fish...kind of."

"Do they have, you know...vaginas?"

"Yes. They do have sex and give birth, they are mammals. She has a vagina."

"And an asshole?"

"Yes."

"How do you tell the difference?"

"Well, for starters, her labia give away her vagina and her asshole is just a hole. Any other anatomical questions regarding merpeople?"

"So, mer-dick, just out there for the world to see?"

"Mermen do not ever encounter humans, but I assume very much like a whale, yes, they'd be...apparent."

"Well all this talk about the genitalia of fish turns me on...I'm kidding."

"I know. And they are mammals technically. I'm just saying."

"Excuse my ignorance Professor," she said, leaning in to kiss him. Another bang was heard by all, so loud that Mini screamed from inside her cubby and Nina ran and hid under his desk. "I hate her," she whispered.

"I know. I'm growing to as well," he whispered back. He instantly felt a hand around him.

"You are growing indeed."

"You're so corny."

"Yeah, it's part of my charm," she smiled, while twirling her hair in her fingers. All of her pink lipstick was off and her yellow and purple eye shadow was starting to fade, which made Severus happy. "Um, is that...Megadeath?"

"I don't know," Severus replied, rolling his eyes at his student's blaring of their music.

"I think it is. Man, it's loud!"

"Yes, they like their music...loud."

"Why not put a silencing charm on the common room?"

"Can't. It's against the rules. I have to be able to hear in case someone gets into a fight or needs help."

"Well that makes sense but who can hear over that music?"

"We can go to my bedroom; it has silencing charms from the inside out so they won't hear us um..."

"Fucking?"

"Sure," Severus smiled. He stood up and took the witch by the hand as he led her to his bedroom.

"You fuck in there a lot?" she asked with a smile.

"No, actually, never."

"So why the charm?"

"I don't know...well, I mean..."

"Good to be prepared?" she asked as he opened the door. "Hey, yours is bigger than mine."

"Yes."

"It's nice. And...really dark," she said, noticing the only light came from the soft lights in the living room. Once Severus closed the door, the room was almost pitch black. Severus with his Goblin-eye could see fairly well but he knew she was virtually blind. He led her to the bed and lay down next to her. "It's freezing in here."

"I'll keep you warm," he said, kissing her neck and moving her robes up towards her head.

"Can we light the fire?" she asked. Severus's shyness kicked in and he tried to talk her out of the fire being lit.

"Just relax," he said, removing her robes from over her head. He tossed them on the floor and then rolled onto his back. She climbed on top of him and began to kiss him passionately when they heard another loud bang, that time coming from his bedroom window.

"What the fuck?" Kathleen yelled. "It's pitch black in here!"

"They have good night vision, ignore her," he pressed. Kathleen bent over to kiss him more when they were encountered with another bang.

"Oh fuck this! If she wants a show, she'll get a show!" Kathleen said, nearly tearing Severus's robes off from over his head. He heard his wand fall onto the floor, but he didn't care. He sat up, facing her, and removed her bra, and threw it towards the window, which generated another loud bang. Kathleen was nearly biting at him as she was suddenly so aggressive with her kissing. She ran her fingers though his hair, then down his chest before removing his under pants and hers as well. He lay back down on his back and placed his hands around her hips so he could feel her naked backside. A moment later she was riding him as if he was a Hippogriff. The harder and faster she thrusted on him, the more Elle banged against the glass. Severus normally hated to talk during sex but he felt he needed to warn Kathleen.

"Um, I've not done this in about a year..."

"So?"

"So...don't blink or it'll be over..."

"You're a young man, you can go again," she pressed. Since he felt he had her permission, he didn't mind just releasing and coming the moment she said again. He let out a slight moan and then inhaled quickly, signaling to her that he was done. She stopped moving and rolled over next to him. Neither spoke for a moment. Both lay on their backs, staring up at the black ceiling, breathing hard. Even Elle was quiet. "But I didn't mean right this second."

"Sorry. You were going crazy on me."

"I like to be on top."

"Good, I like you on top. I'll go longer next time," he promised as she moved her head closer to his chest. "I think Elle is gone."

"I hope so. She needs to go diddle a starfish or something," she remarked as Severus chuckled slightly. She placed her head on his chest and began to rub her hands over his chest and arms. "My God you're skinny."

"Yeah."

"I mean, you're skin and bones...and bone!"

"Yeah," Severus said and then laughed. "And hair."

"Well on your head but your chest is pretty bare."

"I have like...four."

"Ha...let's see," she toyed, fingering around his chest in search of man-hairs. "I think you have nine. God, it's still freezing in here. Can we please light the fire?"

"Well um..."

"Mini! Light the fire please," Kathleen shouted. Before Severus could say anything in protest, Mini threw open the door, lit the fire with the snap of her fingers, and then slammed the door behind her. Severus reached on the floor for his robes and threw them over his groin area in time for Kathleen to glance over at him. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Oh my God, are you shy?" she teased.

"No," he lied.

"You just threw your robes over your crotch-stained dick! You're shy!"

"Crotch-stain?"

"Yeah! Here I am, all naked, and you're hiding under your robes?"

"I just...suddenly got cold."

"You're sweating."

"It's a cold sweat."

"Oh my God. I thought it was us Americans who were prudes? I thought you Brits were all over the naked thing?"

"British Muggles, yes. British wizards, not so much."

"Really?"

"Yes. We're very Victorian here. Working at St. Mungo's it was nearly impossible to get a witch or wizard to disrobe...ever."

"Wow. Well then I should be cowering beneath a blanket or something."

"No, you look great," Severus said, turning his head to take a good look at her body in the light. "You should remain naked in fact."

"Oh really? Gee, never heard a man say that before," she joked. She placed her head back on his chest and then quickly lifted his robes to see his phallus just laying there. He hastily put his hand over hers to move the robes back over himself. "That's what it looks like huh?"

"What?"

"An uncircumcised penis. I've never seen one."

"What?"

"Nope. Americans don't do that."

"Even the wizards?"

"Even the wizards. Everyone in America is circumcised...everyone."

"Wow. I had no idea."

"Yup, it's true. So let me see that again."

"No."

"Too late," she said, lifting his robes and staring long and hard at what he had to offer. She looked truly fascinated. She then reached down to touch him. "It's...interesting. So that's what all the fuss is about? Just some extra skin?"

"I guess so. I can't believe you've never seen one."

"You're my fist international conquest," she said in a proud but flirty tone. She pulled the skin back and then forward again, and then back and then forward again. "Aw, it's like a sharpay!"

"Please don't compare to me to a dog."

"It's so soft too, I mean the skin...and it's dark?"

"I guess so. I don't go around comparing it to other men's really."

"I thought all men compared their...wands."

"Victorian...remember? Aside from medical reasons, I've not seen a bunch of other men's dicks and I hope to keep it that way."

"Not in the bathroom?"

"The student bathrooms have shower curtains here and our toilets are all in stalls, no urinals like in America."

"Really? Wow. I had no idea."

"Yup. It's true."

"But most wizards don't wear underwear under their robes, right?"

"Well athletes do, and trousers too for that very reason. I used to wear trousers beneath mine, but I don't anymore. I wear very long robes instead that don't ever ride up even when I sit. I always wear underpants though. Most if not all witches here wear knickers..."

"That's so cute how you say that...knickers," she toyed and then kissed his cheek.

"Well that's what they are," he said, turning his head to face her. "I know of some wizards who do...free-ball it though."

"So you all talk about your cocks, you just don't show them off, right?"

"Right," he smiled. "Except to ladies of course."

"But not me, you're still covered."

"Well, okay, I'm a tad...shy."

"Why? You felt fine, I just saw you, limp, and you looked fine."

"I'm sure I'm fine. I just...I don't know, I'm shy I guess."

She remained quiet for a few more minutes. She rubbed her fingers gently down his bony rib cage and on the outer part of his right forearm. Severus closed his eyes to enjoy the soft touches. He relaxed his body and lowered his arm to his side, while slowly caressing her shoulder with his left hand.

"Um, Sev, what's that?" she asked. He opened his eyes and glanced over to see her looking oddly at his forearm. "Is that a tattoo?" she asked. He instantly moved his arm down to his side to conceal it.

"It's nothing."

"No, it's a drawing, let me see," she said, lifting her head and grabbing for his arm.

"It's no big deal..."

"If it's no big deal, then let me see it," she spoke with a smile. She grabbed his right arm and turned it over to view his inner forearm. There she found his tattoo. "A flower?" she asked. He just stared back at her, wondering what story to tell her. "What kind of flower is that?"

"It's a lily," he replied plainly.

"Why do you have a lily tattooed to your arm?" she asked. He just shrugged his shoulders and wished she'd never seen the darn thing. "Is that a drop of blood at the bottom of the flower?"

"Yeah."

"I've never seen a tattoo like this. Why doesn't it move?"

"It's not magical."

"Huh? You got a Muggle tattoo?" she asked, truly perplexed. She gave him a funny look while still holding his forearm in her hands closer to her face. He just nodded. "Why?"

"I don't know...I just...I wanted a Muggle one."

"You went into a Muggle Tattoo parlor and got a painful tattoo?"

"Magical ones hurt too."

"You have one of those also?" she asked. He quickly had to say something to get her off that topic.

"It's what I'm told."

"Ah. Um, why the flower, with the blood? What does it mean?" she asked, placing his arm back down at his side and putting her head back on his chest.

"It means nothing," he fibbed. He then swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Um, okay. Sorry."

"No, no, don't be. I'll tell you some other time."

"Ah...it's about a girl then?" she asked. He kept his head flat on his pillow and stared up at his ceiling. He briefly nodded and then exhaled loudly. "Okay. Some other time."

The two sat in silence for five more minutes or so. Severus then turned over on his side to reach over to collect his wand which was on the floor.

"Oh my God!" she said, and then gasped. He quickly turned back to find her mouth was dropped and her face was white. He was shocked he'd actually forgotten about his back which he'd just exposed to her.

"Oh, my back?" he asked as she just nodded. "Yeah, potion's accident. Years ago. Nearly killed me."

"My God...and you're the Potion's Master...right?"

"Yes, ironic again. This was my first year at Hogwarts. It's fine."

"Does it hurt?" she asked. He was sitting upright and she leaned forward to touch all the scar tissue on his back.

"No, it's all numb."

"Even here?" she asked. He assumed she was rubbing his back somewhere.

"I feel nothing."

"It looks like a crater on the moon, Sev. All the skin is melted off," she noticed. She bit her bottom lip and brought her hands to her lap. He lay back down on his back and stared at the ceiling for a moment. He then sighed and reached into his night stand for a cigarette. He offered her one, to which she shook her head no, but a second later, she reached for one anyway. "Trying to quit is a joke these days," she said with the cigarette pressed in-between her lips. He lit hers and then his. She lay back down and put her head on his chest. "I'm sorry. No wonder you're shy."

"We all have scars."

"Yeah," she said, bouncing up and walking over to his side of the bed to face him. "See that?" she asked, pointing to a scar on her abdomen. "Appendix burst when I was six. And that, I fell from a broom and got a compound fracture of my tibia. That hurt like a mother fucker," she said, as Severus noticed the massive scar on her leg. "Yes, we all have scars."

"I see," he replied. "Sorry about your leg."

"Me too. Sorry about your back."

"Yeah, it sucks. Want to go for it again?" he asked. She turned to him and smiled. She finished her cigarette and then rolled him on top of her.

"Can you feel this?" she asked, probably feeling somewhere on his back. He just shook his head. "No? How about here?" she asked, he could tell she was going higher, near his lower neck. He still shook his head. "No? How about...here?" she asked, grabbing his back side. He nodded as she smiled. "Good."