Freddie lay flat on the bed staring at the door for what felt like ages. She could feel Snape's cum leaking down her inner thigh beneath the blanket and it made her shiver. She couldn't believe he'd left her there, left her tied up in his bedroom, with no idea where he was going or when he would be back. What if Dumbledore wanted him for a mission for the Order? That was unlikely, as she'd seen Dumbledore leaving the castle earlier, but it was possible he'd returned already. Or what if he had to go and meet the Dark Lord? She thought that was probably unlikely as well, since she'd have known it if his Dark Mark had burned. No way the Dark Lord could come knocking on his office door. More likely it was a student or another teacher that required his attention. Still...he could be gone for hours. Did he really expect her to stay like this for hours?

She raised her head and glanced around the room for anything to help her escape. Her crumpled dress was on the floor near the bed. She barely remembered Snape taking it off of her, one minute she was on her knees and the next she was naked and bound.

She knew her wand was in her purse that she'd dropped on the couch on her way into the room. Way too far for it to be of any use to her now. She had a proclivity for wandless magic, although it wasn't always something she did on purpose. It was more a propensity for magical outbursts that were directly tied to her emotions. She'd gotten better at controlling her outbursts as she'd learned to control her Occlumency. But if she let herself get angry enough now, maybe her magic would release her from the restraints?

But as she considered this possibility Snape's parting words echoed in her mind. "Hush. Stay." She scowled slightly, but didn't make an effort to escape the ropes. Hush and stay, she grumbled to herself silently. Like I'm a damn dog or something. Sit, stay, fetch. Good girl. I'm not a bloody dog though, I'm – I'm a kneazle!

A grin spread over her face as she realized just how easy it would be to slip into her Animagus form and out of these restraints. She imagined the look on Snape's face if he were to return to find kneazle-Freddie sitting on his bed and she chuckled to herself. She was sorely tempted, but she didn't transform.

If he's gone long enough that I start to worry about him, then I'll transform my way out, she decided. She pulled against her wrist bindings and raised her head to check her watch. It hadn't even been ten minutes since Snape stepped outside. Surely he won't be too long. I can be good until he returns...assuming a house-elf doesn't find me first!

The thought of Noelle finding her in such a compromising position was horrifying. And of course it would be Noelle, she was the only house-elf Snape seemed to trust with anything. Freddie had never seen another elf anywhere near Snape's office.

Freddie was pondering just what she would say to Noelle if the elf found her when the door opened and Snape came back into his room. For a brief second he looked annoyed – then his eyes found Freddie and a smirk spread across his face.

"Exactly as I left you," he said, sounding pleased. "Just what I'd expect from such a good girl."

"Hmm," she said, narrowing her eyes at him, trying to hide the fact that his words of praise pleased her. "Are you going to untie me now?"

"Oh I think not," he said, kicking off his shoes. "I am far from done with you, little girl."

The words sent a rush of heat through her abdomen and her mouth felt dry all of a sudden.

"Besides," he continued in a purr as he continued to shed his clothes. "You consented to this. To being tied up and kept here forever."

"I didn't, I- I don't think I agreed to forever," she said, swallowing heavily. "You don't really intend to keep me here forever, do you?"

"Don't I?" he asked with an enigmatic smirk. He sat on the edge of the bed near her head and ran his fingers through her hair. Freddie didn't know whether to be annoyed or aroused. Sure she felt pretty certain she could escape if she needed to, but she wasn't sure she liked Snape's teasing about keeping out of the Order, out of danger.

"Who was at the door?" she asked, trying to distract herself from the tingling of her scalp as he petted her, the pleasant shivers it sent running down her spine.

"Albus stopped by for a chat," he answered casually and she jerked her head up quickly. She would have jumped off the bed had she not been bound.

"Dumbledore?" she yelped and he looked faintly amused. "Dumbledore was in your office and I- I was tied up naked on the other side of the wall?!"

"He cannot see through walls, Winifred," he said lightly.

"What if he had come in here?"

"Why would he?" he responded with a shrug. "These are my quarters. I do not think the headmaster has ever been inside my quarters."

"I'm surprised you're not more freaked out by this," she said, frowning up at him. "Aren't you the least bit worried about getting caught?"

"Of my long list of concerns, Albus finding out that you are naked in my bed is at the very bottom. He knows we are together," he said, shrugging again. "And, technically, we are not doing anything wrong. You are no longer a student, you are of age, you are a consenting adult. I have many things to worry about it, but right now this isn't one of them." He leaned down to kiss her, then continued speaking softly. "As it stands, I may not have many happy moments in the months ahead. So I plan to take my happiness whenever I can get it."

He kissed her again and Freddie found herself grinning up at him, her wrists still bound above her head.

"I make you happy?" she asked.

"Little girl, you are the only thing that makes me happy."

"Well then," she said, wiggling her way back up onto her hands a knees. "Let me make you happy some more, shall I?"

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It was after midnight when Snape finally vanished the ropes that had been holding her in place and Freddie collapsed on top of him. He'd wedged himself beneath her for her last two orgasms and when he vanished the ropes he caught her in his arms, holding her there on top of him as they both caught their breath.

"...What did Dumbledore want earlier?" she asked after a few minutes. "You said he stopped by 'to chat'? Was it Order business?"

The question had been burning in the back of her mind for the last hour. Snape kissed her forehead and rolled her off of him, turning on his side to face her.

"Something like that," he answered and she frowned at him until he continued. "He is leaving the castle tomorrow evening to go and meet with someone. He wanted me to know so I could do extra security patrols around the grounds."

"Oo, who is he going to meet with?" she asked curiously.

"I do not know. I didn't ask."

"You didn't ask?"

"If he wanted me to know he would have told me," he said and kissed her forehead again. "He did say something else though. Something about you."

"What, what did he say about me?" she wanted to know.

"He said 'You could invite Miss Gray to assist you in patrolling the grounds after curfew, if she isn't working late'."

"Really? Can I really? I don't have to work late," she said eagerly.

"It is fine with me," he said lightly. "I do not expect it will be a particularly dangerous assignment. This is Hogwarts after all. You won't even be going into the Dark Forest, just patrolling the grounds."

He caught a glimpse of the forest in her mind before she could shut him out – an image of Ada practicing her Patronus Charm near a stream that the two of them knew all-too-well as they'd gathered potions ingredients there countless times.

"You went into the forest this afternoon?" he asked, his brow furrowed, his mouth set in a grim line. "And you dragged Miss Leroux along with you?"

"I didn't drag anyone into anything!" she protested, feeling slightly wounded. "I found her there. I was just walking along the edge of the grounds, waiting for you to be done with the twins, when I heard her voice. She was out there all alone! Well she had Ziggy with her, but still! It's dangerous out there, no one even knew where she was!"

"Hm," he said and she saw a twinkle in his dark eyes though his expression remained stern. "Now you know something of how I felt all those years ago, whenever you'd sneak out."

"That only happened a few times," she objected, but smiled slightly as he pulled her back into an embrace. "...Maybe I should put a Trace spell on Ada," she joked, her face pressed against his chest.

"I think that may be illegal," he said with a low, rumbling chuckle.

"That didn't stop you, did it?" she asked with a smirk.

"I did it out of love," he assured her and kissed the top of her head.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys, sorry I sort of dropped off on y'all for a while. I got a boyfriend and, turns out, there's such a thing as being too happy to write too! Lol. Guess there's a perfect writing middle ground somewhere between Happy and Depressed. Anyway I was able to crank this out tonight and posting as soon as I finished writing it. I'll try to update again soon, hopefully I won't disappear on y'all again. Thanks for sticking around!

~RedPandaPrincess