AN: Hello my loves. Sorry I have taken sooo long to get this out to you. It is a super long chapter (at least by my standards) and I hope you like it.
This chapter will elude to a past relationship with Severus, Narcissa, and Lucius. Hopefully the majority of you do not take issue with this, but the Malfoy's will play a role in this fic. This is when they start to get involved. Hopefully this doesn't make any of you run away from me.
I have this fic cross posted on AO3 and wattpad as well. I was late to the FFN game and therefore only recently started posting here. you are currently up to date with all my pre-written chapters. I try to post as often as possible, but I also work full time and am a wife and mother. I don't intend to abandon this fic. In fact, I plan on following it past GOF and through the other 3 books. After Black Eyed Boy is completed, I will start my next book which will start around the OOTP era.
Thank you for sticking with me this far.
Alpha/Beta Love to: Celestialsister0918, SyrenGrey, and Kiridraca for all your amazing help with this. Love you!
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Severus wasn't sure how long he sat on the floor, but if he went by how stiff his joints were, he had been there for quite awhile. Olivia would doubtlessly be anxious to have him return to her. She certainly deserved not only an apology, but an explanation as well.
But how could he possibly explain any of this to her? She'd never understand his motives or accept him for the man he has grown into. If Karkaroff is correct, and the sickly feeling in the pit of his stomach seemed to agree, the Dark Lord would be returning soon. Severus knew his duty would be to report to Dumbledore.
Reluctantly, he unstuck his frozen joints from the cold, hard floor of the storeroom, having made up his mind to go to the Headmaster and inform him of this updated information.
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"Ah! Severus. What a pleasant surprise to see you here this evening."
The Headmaster's eyes were twinkling with amusement which annoyed Severus for some reason. Why did the old man find everything so damn entertaining? Severus scoffed and rolled his eyes."We have business to discuss, Headmaster".
Dumbledore nodded solemnly before gesturing for Severus to take a seat. The elder wizard sat behind his cluttered desk, steepling his fingers as he waited for Severus to start.
"Karkaroff has been following me like a lost dog all damn year. He actually interrupted my potions class to demand my presence."
"And what does he want?"
"The Mark is even Darker than it was at Yule. He is frightened. Convinced of the Dark Lord's return." Severus sat stiffly in his chair, onyx eyes glued to the icy blue of the Headmaster. Dumbledore remained statuesque, deep in thought as he combed his fingers through his long beard. Severus was starting to get restless before the wizard spoke again.
"I had rather hoped that Igor had left his allegiance to Tom back in Azkaban, but it appears not. And, with our new guests, I think you'll find it benefits us to focus our attention on minimizing whatever threat he wishes to pose." Snape opened his mouth to disagree before the Headmaster raised a hand, silencing him. "Surely, you would have heard some sort of rumors of his return by now Severus, if we truly had a need for concern?"
Severus thought back. Karkaroff could very well be a wizard obsessed. Being reunited with himself and Dumbledore could have, in theory, brought up old memories and fears. Although Severus had to admit, his Mark had awoken. But Lucius hadn't mentioned anything to him, and surely if he could trust anyone, it would be Malfoy. Severus let out a small breath of relief. He still had a feeling of dread, buried deep down but for now, he'd let it go.
"Indeed. If that is all, I shall take my leave," Severus bowed his head as he turned to leave.
"Perhaps-" Dumbledore started, "it would behoove you to remain vigilant? It would be a shame for you to miss any obvious signs because you were otherwise...preoccupied". The Headmaster looked down at Severus, those damn blue eyes bore into him as he surveyed the Potion Master's expression.
Snape tasted blood as he bit his tongue at the subtle threat. With a curt nod, he turned on his heel and stomped down the staircase and past the gargoyle. He'd return to his room for some much needed comfort from his witch.
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Severus burst through his chambers, irate at the old man. How dare he attempt to control his life any more than he already has? Severus flopped down in his favorite chair, flicking his wand at the fireplace to raise the flames a bit higher. Placing his thumb and forefinger over the bridge of his nose, he squeezed, willing his pending headache to remain dormant.
"Severus?". The wizard perked his head up at the dulcet tone of Olivia's voice. He still wasn't used to being treated with such kindness. His dark eyes softened as he looked at his witch, patting her hair dry with a towel she had borrowed from him. As his eyes raked over her still-wet body, he noticed she had helped herself to one of his crisp oxford shirts. He felt like an utter scoundrel as his eyes feasted upon her body, but he couldn't help himself. He loved the possessiveness he felt over having his witch drown in his clothing. It made him feel powerful - desired.
Olivia smirked at the now, slightly-less dour wizard. "I hope you don't mind, but I had a soak in your bath. You left me a bit...sticky." Severus scoffed at her comment before she continued walking towards him. "Well, that and I was a bit mortified with having Igor walk in. The bubbles helped to relax me though."
Snape's dark mood returned. "I am so sorry for that, Witch. While I admit to being an exhibitionist at times, and always a voyeur when it comes to your delectable body..." he paused to pull the witch onto his lap so he could feel her warmth and ensure that she was not a figment of his mind. "...Igor bloody Karkaroff is not a wizard I would ever want to look upon you."
Olivia smiled and placed a kiss on the tip of Severus' nose. "You looked as if you were going to hex him into next week," she giggled.
"I had thought about it," he teased back. Olivia turned so she could nuzzle his neck, breathing in the intoxicating scent of his aftershave and moaning her approval. Severus growled as she licked the small spot just behind his ear.
"You seem stressed...would you allow me to return the favor? On the chair of course...I have had my fill of closets for the night."
Severus quirked up his lip in an almost smile as his eyes seemed to darken. He was a bit stressed...and she was offering... Severus patted her hip, implying she should dismount him for a moment. He quickly released his belt and unzipped his fly, releasing his semi-hardened cock as it slipped through the opening of his boxers. He held out his hand to Olivia, pulling her back to his lap so she could straddle him, pulling her into a kiss while she ground her hips against his.
Olivia purred as she felt his velvety length glide against her folds, nudging her throbbing clit with each pass. She reached up with her hands, frantically ridding the wizard of his innumerable buttons on both layers of clothing. "Oh gods, Severus. I just love your chest," she cooed as she raked her nails over his pectorals, running her fingers over the grooves of his abdomen and stroking the sexy trail of hair that disappeared into his waistband.
Severus groaned under her touch, bucking his hips as he eagerly readied himself for her warmth. He cupped underneath her thighs, lining his witch up with his length before sheathing himself within her.
They groaned in unison, grasping onto each other, fearful of falling from the high they were experiencing.
"Fuck, witch. You feel so fucking good."
"Mmph," she groaned as she lowered herself back onto his length. "Not half as good as you feel filling me." She leaned forward, biting his earlobe and smiling as she heard him hiss.
He bucked into her more forcefully, compelled to hear her scream his name. Their coupling was fast and hard, but both were fully sated as they collapsed against one another in a sweaty pile of limbs. He pulled her close to him, squeezing her tight.
Olivia Wright was quickly knocking down all of Serverus' carefully constructed walls and it was terrifying. The couple slipped off to bed, falling asleep spooned against one another. They both missed the letter that had arrived through the floo, only to be seen in the morning.
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Olivia was the first to wake up. She loved the window Severus had charmed in his dungeon. She was fascinated that it perfectly mirrored the sun and moon, as if they could really see outside. It was such a gentle way to wake up, as opposed to the obnoxious chirp of her alarm she usually set.
It seemed the wizard had curled himself around her protectively, one hand rested on her hip, the other wedged beneath her neck to act as a pillow. His deep breathing assured her he was still asleep. Giddy that she finally woke up before him, she rolled over carefully so she could watch him sleep.
He looked peaceful, and the deep lines that marked his scowl had disappeared, leaving a man that looked much younger. Using this quiet moment to her advantage, she took the time to really look at his body, as he never allowed more than a passing glance. With careful fingers she opened his shirt to look at his chest. Every bit of him was delicious, his physique was that of a runner with sinewy muscles rippling beneath his skin. On one side he had three small scars that resembled scratches, but otherwise his skin was unmarked. His back however, was another story. One she would explore and learn another day perhaps.
Olivia longed to be able to see his arms, loving a man with defined biceps and strong forearms. She could tell he was strong, but she wanted to see all of him. Every sinfully beautiful inch. Severus' inky hair was splayed out across the pillow; a few tendrils across his face and she was unable to resist the urge to tuck his hair behind his ear. Her fingers lingered on his cheek in a gentle caress as she retreated. She froze as he started to mumble in his sleep, relaxing only when she felt him move his arms around her, squeezing her as he pulled her against his chest.
She smiled at her wizard. He was an enigma that she couldn't figure out, and she was enjoying the challenge. He could be cruel, his tongue had no issue spewing insults at staff and students alike; and then turn around and caress her skin in the most gentle and worshiping ways.
Severus reluctantly opened an eye, peeking at the beautiful witch in his arms. He grumbled a good morning before attempting to roll away. "Remind me to seek you out a more appropriate pillow next time, I fear my arm will be permanently paralyzed if we continue on."
Olivia playfully slapped his chest before shuffling out of the way. He groaned as he tried to move his arm, numb from being pinned beneath her all night. Kneeling behind him, Olivia whispered in his ear, "if it's that much of an issue, I don't have to sleep in your bed anymore." She grabbed a lock of her hair and tickled his nose with it. Irritably, the wizard swatted her away as if she were an annoying pest. She giggled and laid back down, smelling his pillow as he padded into his bathroom. She felt amazing - unable to wipe the grin off her face before he returned.
He leaned down to kiss her, licking her bottom lip before he retreated. Olivia noted that he had brushed his teeth. She found it adorable and sweet that he wanted to do that before kissing her, deciding she needed to go brush next. She scurried off to the bathroom, hissing as the cold floor hit her bare feet. Severus quickly cast a warming charm to the floor for his witch as he turned to get dressed for the day.
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"What are you looking at?" Olivia had donned her clothes after she freshened up, walking out to the sitting room to find Severus at his desk reading a letter. He seemed...tense.
Without looking up, he replied "an invitation which I am promptly declining." She padded over to him, curiosity peaked. She attempted to read over his shoulder but he quickly pulled the parchment against his chest.
"What sort of invitation?"
"For a weekend visit with an acquaintance of mine," he sighed. She playfully snatched the letter from his grip. She assumed if he really had an issue with it, he wouldn't allow her to read. Olivia's eyes lit up with the prospect of learning another aspect of his life.
Severus,
Narcissa and I were quite disappointed you didn't feel the need to attend our annual Lupercalia event. This is twice now you have avoided us. We have decided to solve your little issue once and for all. Bring the little witch with you this weekend. Allow us to host you at the manor so that we can catch up. The girls can...play...should they wish while we enjoy a nice cigar and discuss important matters.
Don't disappoint me again, Severus. It would be a shame to have to take you across my knee. We are both getting too old for that.
Saturday. Malfoy Manor. Noon.
Lucius
Olivia gasped and grinned mischievously. That was quite possibly the last thing she ever expected to read. She looked down at the wizard who appeared to be blushing! If his face wasn't this crimson, she would have assumed the letter was in jest.
He glanced up at her, an irate expression on his face as he snatched the parchment back. Clearing his throat, he reached for a piece of parchment and quill to begin writing his response.
"Wait! Don't you want to discuss this at all? It appears I'm invited as well, don't I get a say?"
"No."
"Oh, come on! I have to know about this!" she teased.
Severus tensed. He felt as if the witch was taunting him, and Severus Snape did not enjoy being taken for a fool. His prickly demeanor was surfacing.
Olivia seemed to sense this and brushed some hair out of his face, kissing him on the forehead.
"I didn't mean to upset you. I simply just want to meet some of your friends. He did say there were 'important matters' to discuss, surely you can't ignore that. Besides," she purred, "a whole weekend away together sounds amazing. Do you think they have the space for us to stay there, or would we have to get a muggle hotel room or something?"
Severus sniggered at that. "Space, Miss Wright...is not something the Malfoy's lack."
"What's Lupercalia, anyway?"
Severus huffed before fixing himself with the bored tone that he often used while lecturing. "Lupercalia was a festival from Ancient Rome. It was traditionally held on the 13th through the 15th of February as an act of purification. Historically there were sacrifices that would lead to more...sensual events. They hope it would help with fertilization. Often...there would be a...lottery of sorts. Names were drawn and the couples would be...bound...for the duration of the festival. Although with Narcissa and Lucius, it seems to just be an excuse for another debauchery."
Olivia flushed. "And... you attend these parties of theirs?" Her breathing increased, a sign of her growing held back his leer.
"Occasionally. Prior to my meeting you, witch."
She grinned. With a sigh, he wrote his acceptance and tucked it in his pocket to send away with a borrowed owl later. "I just hope you don't regret our ratification. The Malofy's are... an acquired taste." He made a mental note to inform Lucius that Olivia was blissfully unaware of his history and that he wished to keep her in the dark for now.
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Severus and Olivia had packed a weekend bag as they prepared for their weekend away together. Truthfully, the timing was perfect as it was a Hogsmeade weekend for the students, the couple would be able to slip away without much concern. Olivia was nervous, having a difficult time deciding what to wear. Once she had discovered the Malfoy wealth and had been informed of their overall demeanor, she suddenly was apprehensive and self conscious. She hoped she wouldn't embarrass her wizard in front of his oldest friend.
Severus had dressed in his typical frock and black slacks, although she did note that he tied his hair back with a leather strap and seemed to be wearing a silkier cravat around his neck. She also noted how attractive he looked when he didn't hide behind his hair. She herself dressed in a sheer emerald dress with a plunging neckline. She felt sexy wearing her little dress, pleased with herself that Severus would find her bare beneath it when he unwrapped her that evening, with the exception of the tiny triangle of cloth that covered her sex.
When she had arrived at Severus' door, his jaw dropped to the floor before he gave her a wolfish grin, pressing her against the wall for a quick snog. She had to push him off quickly before he smudged her makeup, or worse, wrinkled her dress. She wanted Severus to be proud of his choice in partner, showing up at Malfoy Manor looking like she'd be fucked against a wall was not the impression she wanted to give off.
He relinquished his grip on her hips and allowed her inside his room while he finished grabbing his things. He wrapped himself in his heavy traveling cloak before presenting his witch with her own, she seemed to always be without the proper clothing and he wouldn't allow that anymore. Tears filled her eyes as she jumped into his arms, kissing his face all over as she cried out her thanks. It was such a thoughtful gift, he had even made sure it smelled like his.
As the students and staff left the castle to make the walk to Hogsmeade, Severus pulled his witch to his side before they made the brisk walk to the apparation point, arriving at the manor.
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Severus reached down to hold his witch's hand as they walked down the gravel walkway towards the huge mansion. Olivia had never seen a residence this grand before, smiling at the numerous white peacocks that seemed to guard the house.
"Nervous?" Severus whispered with a squeeze of his hand.
Olivia shrugged. "I just hope they like me. I don't want to embarrass you."
Severus frowned. How could she possibly think she'd embarrass him. She was perfect, beautiful... perhaps too beautiful. Lucius was likely to make a fool of himself as he drooled over her. There was a slight tug of his lip at the thought of finally having something a Malfoy could covet.
"Do not concern yourself with them, love. You are a brilliant witch and I am proud to have you on my arm. That said... they will be posh and snobby if you allow it. Feel free to offer them some of your delightful sass that I have been privy to." Severus winked at her, making Olivia flush beautifully just as the house elf opened the door.
The elf bowed deeply before stepping aside to show the guests to his master and mistress. The elf graciously took their cloaks, although Olivia admitted to being hesitant to part from severus' thoughtful gift. They entered the large, dimly lit hallway which was decorated in a way that oozed their wealth. There was an ornate carpet covering the stone floor and the walls of the entrance hall displayed pale-faced portraits lining the walls. The house was stopped at the end of the hall pushing opening the bronze-handled door to the drawing room.
The Malfoys stood to greet their guests, curiosity and lechery plastered to their faces. Severus watched as his best friend raked his eyes over Olivia lasciviously, a predatory sheer plastered to his face. Narcissa, herself, seemed a bit more reserved, almost cold. The two couples met halfway, the men shaking hands while the women looked at each other with great interest.
Lucius reached out towards Olivia, pulling her hand up to his lips to kiss in the sort of aristocratic way Severus had come to expect. "My my. Severus has been naughty indeed keeping a beauty such as yourself a secret. I fear he hasn't told us much about you my dear. My name is Lucius Malfoy," the wizard grabbed his wife's hand and kissed her knuckles in a similar fashion. "And this lovely creature is my wife, Narcissa." Lucius dropped her hand so that she could shake Olivia's in greeting.
Narcissa looked at the younger witch with a cool politeness. Obviously approving of her beauty but... Severus sensed a bit of reservation. Finally she leaned in, kissing his witch on both cheeks before applying her hostess smile. "Come, let us have a little talk before tea, hmm? I'm absolutely dying to know all about the witch that has ensnared the great Severus Snape."
Lucius quickly snatched Olivia's hand, guiding her towards the tufted settee bench.
Severus caught on quickly to his amorous friend, sliding in to sit beside his witch before Lucius had the chance.
The wizard smirked at his friend, raising an eyebrow before turning and walking back to join his wife at their chairs.
"Severus," Narcissa prompted. "You missed the majority of our Yule party, skipped New Years, skipped your birthday, and now skipped Lupercalia. I'm very disappointed about this."
Severus scowled and tensed as Olivia gasped and turned towards her date.
"When was your birthday? You never told me about it."
The witch seemed to have tears in her eyes, evidently quite hurt and disappointed by this.
Lucius chuckled. "Don't worry, Olivia. Snape never allows anyone to celebrate his birthday. Franky, he'd probably hex you if he tried. But it is the ninth of January, should you feel brave enough next year."
Olivia tried to relax but still felt quite hurt. Severus looked down at her, offering a small smile as if he was trying to apologize. She rubbed his bicep, accepting his unspoken apology and kissed him on the cheek before turning back to their hosts. Narcissa and Lucius gave each other a knowing smirk.
"When is your birthday, Olivia?" Lucius purred. "Surely you won't let Severus get away with missing yours?"
She blushed. "Actually, I don't usually celebrate mine either. But for what it's worth, July 16."
"Noted," Narcissa said. "We shall have to throw a party, Mine is at the end of June, perhaps we could combine ours?"
Olivia gave a small smile and nodded, starting to become uncomfortable.
"Well, we got you a gift regardless, Severus. Maybe you could brew something for our next...get together?" Narcissa rose, sauntering over to the Potions Master and handing him a small package.
He blushed slightly, being uncomfortable with the attention as he slowly slid the container from the paper. He stared at the little chips of wood in awe.
"Agarwoord?" he questioned. Narcissa beamed and shook her head excitedly. "But how? Its so rare, not to mention expensive. I can't accept this."
"Nonsense. It is a gift. Perhaps you could...brew us all something with it, as a thank you."
Severus raised an eyebrow as he glared at the woman. He knew damned well that not only was this an inappropriate gift financially, but it was an ingredient that was well known for its aphrodisiac nature. It's main use was for sexual potions, not that he'd admit that with Olivia sitting right there.
"Perhaps another time." He bowed his head in thanks, looking pointedly at Lucius. We will discuss this later...
The two couples lost track of time as they exchanged pleasantries. Olivia seemed to do most of the talking, the Malfoy's seemed thirsty for all the information she could provide about herself. Severus casually placed one of his hands on her knee as she spoke. She looked stunning and he was pleased that she seemed to be getting along well with his friends. He rubbed his thumb back and forth across her smooth skin as she spoke French. Once Lucius had discovered she had grown up near his ancestors, he insisted on speaking French. Olivia was delighted to converse so freely, having missed speaking French with all the time she has spent at the castle. She also found it beyond attractive, listening to the two powerful and attractive wizards speaking the sensual language. She started to squirm a little under severus' touch.
Severus glanced up to see Narcissa staring at Olivia's leg, where his hand was resting. She shook her head slightly as if she had temporarily zoned out before raising her cool gray eyes to Snape, smiling softly before joining in on the conversation. After a while, the house elf called them to the formal dining room for tea.
Lucius rose quickly but gracefully, bowing slightly and offering his arm to Olivia. "Shall we, my dear?" Olivia smiled, looked to Severus for approval, and then allowed Malfoy to escort her. Likewise, Severus rose and reluctantly offered his arm to Narcissa.
"She's a beautiful little thing," the witch commented. She slithered her arm through Severus' before they followed into the dining room. Severus merely looked down at Narcissa, his expression flat.
"Yes. She is." He didn't want to discuss this with Narcissa. With Lucius, it was one thing, two men discussing the female form seemed more proper than discussing it with a woman.
Narcissa smirked, squeezing his arm. Just before taking her seat, she whispered to Severus, "I hope she's good enough for you. I look forward to learning more."
Severus tensed slightly, unused to having someone care about his well-being, Olivia was the exception, of course. As they sat at the table, the delicious meal appeared in front of them. It was a beautifully cooked pheasant dish, one that Olivia positively loved.
"Salmis de faisan! I haven't had this in such a long time, this is a treat!" Olivia crooned.
Severus actually grinned at her response, reaching beneath the table to grab her hand. He couldn't stop touching the witch, if that meant he had to eat left handed, so be it.
"I'm glad it is to your liking, my dear," Lucius chuckled. "Perhaps some wine to accompany this? I have a great year in my cellar from that little vineyard I was telling you about. Such a nice surprise to realize you lived near some of our ancestors."
"Yes, it truly is a small world at times. Wine would be lovely, thank you."
Severus looked over to his witch, his eyes dancing as he watched her in an animated debate with his best friend. For once, he liked what the future held if they could have days like this. Olivia also seemed to have a difficult time keeping her hands to herself. She frequently would place her hand on his chest or shoulder as she talked, eyes glittering anytime she looked at him. The fact that their hands remained under the table, interlocked with one another did not go unnoticed by their hosts.
"Since when are you left handed, Snape?"
"Clearly his hand is otherwise occupied, my love," Narcissa replied, smirking a little at the witch's blush.
"I can eat with either hand, Lucius," Snape muttered as he gave his friend a glare that would scare any student. His looks never worked on the elder Malfoy though, who only grinned.
"There are a great many things you can do with either hand, if memory serves."
Severus choked on his wine, scowling at Lucius as he recovered.
Olivia was grinning and casting her eyes all around the room before settling on the beautiful Narcissa, who offered a knowing smirk. Olivia would have to get the witch alone to discuss this.
"That's enough teasing for one day, I think, love." Narcissa dabbed at her lips with her napkin before moving to stand. The wizards both rose, displaying their deeply imbedded manners.
Olivia rose as well, locking eyes with the hostess.
"Come, Olivia. I'll take you on a tour while the men talk. It's dreadfully dull to listen to them drone on for hours." Lucius chuckled, whispering for his wife to behave herself.
Severus kissed Olivia's hand, giving her a heated look as he appreciated her dress...again. "Will you be ok?" He whispered to her, wanting to ensure she was comfortable without him.
"Oh for Merlin sake, Severus. I'm not going to harm your witch," Narcissa lectured as she rolled her eyes.
Olivia giggled before nodding to Severus and leaving with the matriarch.
Lucius led Severus into the smoking room. "So, tell me all about her, brother. You seem positively smitten."
"I. Am Not. Smitten." Severus crossed his leg over his knee, reclining back in his seat, hoping to display his displeasure at the insinuation. Lucius simply smiled back at his friend. "Tell your wife, by the way... that under no circumstances am I going to ever use that ingredient on a brew for her. It was highly inappropriate to give that, especially in front of my guest."
Lucius rolled his eyes. "You know Cissa, Severus. She is still pouting that you have left our bed cold. Although after meeting the woman, I don't blame you at all. Merlin, I'd leave her tied to my bed and refuse to leave it if I was given the chance." Severus smiled at that. "And will I? Be given the chance?" he questioned. When Severus remained mute, Lucius decided to change the topic.
"So, tell me. What is new at Hogwarts? Is Igor still being a nuisance?"
Severus took a long sip of his firewhiskey as Lucius dug out two of his best cigars. He handed one over to Severus, lighting the tip with his wand. Snape enjoyed the taste before responding. "Indeed. He thinks it necessary to interrupt my classes. He almost allowed Potter to see..." Severus trailed off, looking around to make sure Olivia was in fact gone. "...to see his Mark."
Lucius nodded, narrowing his eyes. "We can deal with that problem later. Tell me, Sev. Why is it that Olivia doesn't know of your allegiance? Surely you know if the Mark is darkening, that the Dark Lord is becoming stronger? Why not let her join us?"
Severus tried to bury his panic, slamming up his occlumency shields before Malfoy could find a weakness. He was terrified. He wasn't sure if the Dark Lord was indeed returning. He wasn't sure if he could trust Malofy with anything, let alone his growing feelings for the witch. He did know for a fact that he couldn't trust him with his allegiance. Lucius Malofy would always be a Pure-Blood Supremacist.
"She is young," he said with a sigh. "I don't know if she even fully grasps the concept of the war, or the Dark Lord's power. I can't risk her knowing my role, and slipping it to anyone at the castle. It would be a fatal error."
Lucius nodded in agreement, sipping on his own fire whiskey. "Well, perhaps we should see if the women are up for a bit of fun? You owe me a shared witch, Snape."
He bristled. He didn't want to share her. Hell, he hadn't even ever discussed it with her. "She is unaware of all aspects of my past, Luc. This is not something we have ever discussed, I do not wish to frighten her off," Severus offered.
"No time like the present then," Lucius said with a leer. "Come. Let's go see what she has to say about it. I'd bet you anything she's willing to play."
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Narcissa had been giving Olivia the tour of the manor. The younger witch was already regretting wearing heels as her feet ached from their extensive walk. The hostess had shown off the many rooms which were all beautifuly decorated, asking questions about her relationship with Severus as they walked. Olivia didn't seem to mind discussing him, she truthfully was excited to get to talk to someone about him.
"He's just so closed off sometimes. He..."
"Yes?"
"He'd kill me if he knew I was discussing this with anyone, but... you three are close, right?" Olivia started nibbling on her lip as she worked up her courage.
"Extremely. You can tell me anything," the witch offered.
"He won't let me look at him, when we are...together. Honestly, he hardly lets me touch him at all." Narcissa furrowed her brow, starting to respond before Olivia quickly continued. "Don't get me wrong, though. Severus is... Merlin. He's the best lover I've ever had. He's so...passionate and selfless," Olivia flushed all over. Her desire to learn about the man was the only thing that let her continue. "But with the exception of the very first time, where the room was almost completely dark...he has yet to undress with me. I think it's his scars. I don't know the whole story and don't want you to tell me...he will tell me in his own time. I just... when I found out he would attend some of your more...physical parties...I guess I felt a bit hurt. That he would allow others to look at him, but not me."
Narcissa pulled the witch in for a hug, stroking her back gently as she comforted Olivia. Embarrassingly, she had started to cry on the Malfoy matriarch's shoulder. "There now, stop with the tears. Severus has had a difficult life. You're right in that it is none of my business to tell you. But, if you are truly interested...I have some things I could show you." Olivia sniffled and nodded her acceptance. "Come with me, I have some things that might interest you."
Narcissa grabbed Olivia's hand, practically dragging her down the hallway. They entered a room, which lit up as soon as the door opened. Olivia's jaw dropped as she stepped into what could only be described as an adult playroom. There was a gigantic four poster bed, adorned in Slytherin-green bedclothes. The walls were completely covered with paddles, whips, floggers...several items she had no identification for. There were hooks from the ceilings for some sort of suspension she assumed. Olivia's eyes lit up while she took in more of the room.
"Mmm, I wondered how you might feel about all this, Olivia," Narcissa purred as she circled behind the witch. She ran a fingernail down the center of her back, tracing her vertebrae that were exposed from her backless gown. "Severus has played here with us in the past, you know. I have memories and a pensieve... would you like to see some of them? Perhaps if you enjoy it... you could persuade the men. I know Lucius wouldn't need any convincing...I saw how he looked at you throughout our meal."
Olivia was shaking. She felt nervous but oh so aroused. The woman was absolutely beautiful. She was elegant, proper, intelligent, and most likely, an extremely powerful witch. Olivia felt a stirring feeling in her belly. She had discussed with Severus before her desire to try darker things, specifically a threesome. Perhaps Severus would allow it?
"Follow me." Narcissa guided Olivia over to a corner of the room where an ornate pensieve was placed. She reached up with her wand, running it down the wall until a portrait appeared with rows of shelves containing phials of memories.
Olivia did a double take as she looked at the enchanted painting. There was a trio, two wizards and a woman, embracing in passionate lovemaking. Two of the lovers were clearly the Malfoys. Lucius lay on his back, his abdominal muscles rippling as his hips undulated beneath the writhing witch. His lips opened as he licked her neck before clamping down in a rough bite. The witch's eyes closed as she let out what could be safely assumed to be a loan moan. Narcissa was on top of her husband, bucking against him as he slid inside her. But the part that really drew Olivia's attention was the dark brooding man behind her. His hands grasped onto Narcissa's hips, likely bruising the poor witch as he drove his hardened member into her from behind. His thrusts pushed the witch into her husband even deeper. The dark wizard's head fell back in bliss as he continued to slam into her. At first, Olivia didn't recognize the shirtless man. He had the sexiest forearms she had ever seen, with an amazing body. There was a tattoo on his forearm of a skull with a snake slithering through the mouth. It seemed familiar somehow, but Olivia couldn't place it. She noticed Lucius had one as well. That's when she noticed the three scars on the wizard's side. This man was Severus.
Narcissa was watching the witch closely. She needed to see Olivia's reaction, needing to see if this witch was worthy of Severus. She had been informed by her husband to not discuss anything involving the war or the Dark Lord, but Narcissa needed this woman's loyalty tested. What better way than surprising her with this intimate portrait.
"Well, what do you think?"
"It's... it's beautiful. Truly. But... Why would Severus and Lucius have matching muggle tattoos?"
Naricissa laughed at the witch. "Foolish girl. They aren't muggle tattoos. They are the Mark of the Dark Lord's inner circle. Severus and Lucius are Death Eaters."
Olivia furrowed her brow. She went to respond to this when Severus and Lucius came bursting through the door.
Snape took one look at the portrait before barking at Narcissa. "Cissa, what have you done?. He looked at his witch who had tears in her eyes. Severus felt nauseous. This was the moment he had been waiting for. The moment his witch would leave him.