Chapter 2
Bloom was hanging out with stella and musa while the others was out doing things. While bloom was wondering how severus was doing. He was so bad last night when she found him. She had to use a lot of her power to help him out. Not like she was going to tell him that. Stella was rambling about the clothing shop she was going to set up sometime after this war. Maybe one in the wizarding world. Bloom smiled and knew that she would make the best clothing out there for all to see and wear. Musa was talking about all the music she was going to make and sing. Their ramblings were cut off by a throat clearing.
"Miss kuchiki, a word, please?" asked severus
bloom stole a quick glance at stella and musa, as the rest of the Potions class slunk out of the dungeon classroom. Even the Slytherins looked as if their scales had been signed. There was none of the casual chatter that followed the chiming bell to end class for the weekend; everyone was too shell shocked into sullen silence. Professor Snape had been particularly vitriolic today, his patience short, his temper shorter. Poor Neville had been ostracized for the afternoon, after a spectacularly unsuccessful attempt at a simple Pimple Reducing Potion. Professor Snape had been so angry, bloom thought he would burst a blood vessel.
Bloom sending the boy out of the room, he'd then blamed bloom for not paying attention to Neville's rapidly deteriorating potion until it was too late, and hideous, vile yellow sludge was climbing out of the cauldron and dripping onto the worktable. Hermione's notes, along with her peace of mind, had completely disintegrated, and knowing Professor Snape, were quite ruined for the day. As musa and stella filed out of class with the others, bloom sighed and received sympathetic looks from her two friends, along with harry and ron who made a point to glower at their Potions professor. Their resentful stares might have been invisible for all the acknowledgement they received, but it made bloom feel a little better, nonetheless. After all, Professor Snape had been so freaking nasty to her!
"Yes, sir?" asked Bloom
bloom remembering to keep her eyes slightly downcast. It was ostensibly to show respect, but after Harry's disastrous attempt at Occlumency, bloom was taking no chances by risking a glance into those dark, flashing eyes. For a moment, the professor studied her carefully, then, with a deft wave of his hand, Summoned a chair. His voice was diffident, almost casual.
"Please sit down, Miss kuchiki." Said severus
Bloom sat carefully, feeling even more trepidation. First, he bit her head off, now he was almost…courteous? It had been a week since classes had resumed after the winter holidays, and Bloom had not seen her professor since that horrible night she'd found him befouled and broken in the Grimmauld Place library. She was even more dismayed, after eavesdropping on a conversation between Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey, to discover that Professor Snape had spent the first two weeks of the Christmas holidays in the infirmary under Madam Pomfrey's care. bloom ministrations, it seemed, had only been adequate to get him mobile enough to make it back to Hogwarts.
The events of that night had lingered in her memory since, even manifesting itself in her nighttime dreaming. At first, they were common-or-garden nightmares, in which Professor Snape was lying there bleeding, while Hermione was frozen to the spot and too afraid to move, or help. Inadequacy dreams, pure and simple. In the last few days, since she'd returned to Hogwarts, the dreams had taken on a different… complexion. She would be massaging his temples, and he would suddenly grasp her hand and hold it to his cheek. She would bend down to take the teacup from his hand, only to find him grasping her face and pulling her toward him.
The latest dream was the most unsettling. Two nights ago, it had started like the others, with her finding Professor Snape on the floor. Then the dream changed. Instead of finding him huddled in pain and degradation, he'd suddenly reached for her and pulled her down, pinning her underneath him, looking around quickly, as if to make sure they were alone. His body was warm and the weight of him on her abdomen gave her a feeling that she could only describe as… pleasant pressure. He was hard and unyielding, and her limited experience with the opposite sex told her that what she felt pressing against her pubic bone was his erection. She looked into his eyes, and they were large and dark, liquid and hypnotic. Framed by long, black lashes and lids that slowly closed and opened, they filled her vision to nothing more than their dark, beckoning gaze. She lost all the will to move, content to lie beneath his comforting, crushing weight, lost in his eyes forever.
He'd caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, and in a voice woven of silk and velvet, he purred, His hair hung down like a curtain that encompassed them both, and she could feel his breath, warm and sweet, against her face. His voice was soft and tender, and the smile on his face was so unlike his usual scowl, that, when he leaned down, and hesitated, she rose from the floor and pressed her lips to his, as if to seal his words with a kiss. It wasn't like kissing Ron, or even sky or any of her ex-husbands… The professor's lips moved over hers so softly, and he smelled of patchouli and freshly mown grass… Bloom awoken with a start, gasping, sweaty, and definitely stirred, her heart pounding.
Bloom was almost unable to look up at the Head Table during breakfast that morning. She could barely make it through her Potions lesson that afternoon. As the evening wore on, she felt increasingly foolish about her reaction. She was a woman who has lived a very long time and been to a great many battles, after all, with desires and biological needs. She told herself it was just a manifestation of the need to protect, and to be protected. Sealing with a kiss, for uncle beerius sake! It was, after all, only just a dream.
Professor Snape, for the most part, had treated her no differently than he had before that night at Grimmauld Place. If anything, he was a little more impatient with her, and Hermione supposed she understood it. She, bloom kuchiki, Gryffindor warrior fairy and Harry Potter's best friend, had seen him at his most vulnerable and helpless. It had to cut deeply for a private wizard like Professor Snape to be seen any other way than in complete, iron-clad control. As she sat in front of him, Hermione thought of all of this, and wondered if he was about to make her take some sort of wand oath not to reveal what happened that night. As she considered even suggesting it herself, he stood quietly and began to keep at peace.
"Miss kichiki, I am a private man-" said Severus
"I know sir, and I meant every word I said! I won't tell a soul! In fact, I'll even take a wand -" rambled bloom
"I'm also a very impatient man who doesn't like being interrupted!" said Severus
Severus had whirled to face her, his movements sharp as lightning, and he winced to see her visibly shrink from him. He sighed and suddenly scrubbed his face with his hands. It was a very un-Snape-like thing to do, bloom shivered as she thought. It made him more human. It was oddly appealing. It also made her think of him pulling her down on the floor with him in her dream. She shifted in her seat a little, and blushed, to his confusion.
"Miss kuchiki, if we could manage to sit still and listen for more than five seconds without waving our hands in the air or interrupting, it would be most appreciated." Said severus
"Sorry, sir." Said bloom
Bloom sighed and slumped tiredly. This man was Exhausting. bloom was never going to understand or please this man. She certainly was never going to end up lying on the floor with him. She blushed again, causing her professor even more confusion. With a slight huff, he straightened again. She sighed and wondered if she was doing all of the right things to let him know she wanted him. But then again men can be stupid to notice things such as this. Guessing Severus snape as a stupid spot in him. Oh well he would figure out soon enough on what she felt for him. But right now, she didn't know if she was going to let him know. She was going to lead a train of breadcrumbs for him to fallow to see if he would figure it out.
"As I was saying, I'm a very private man, and I wanted to – to thank you for – assisting me. I was at a distinct disadvantage, and quite… vulnerable at the time." Said everus
Bloom watched him carefully, and her heart told her to hear the apology, the , what this man must go through, and her soft, tender heart went out to him. She wished she would be able to listen to his thoughts. But she knew he was private. Even her powers wouldn't even work for her to hear anything. But for now, she was going to let him have his privacy. And see if he would open up to her sometime about what he was dealing with. And what happened to him during those death eater meetings he was forced to go to. Sometimes she didn't trust Dumbledore when it came down to this war they were fighting. None of her friends and family trusted him. But they were fighting for what is right and making a better place for everyone.
"And, are you well now, sir? No lasting injuries?" asked bloom
"I am quite well, Miss kuchiki, thanks, in great part, to your quick thinking and assistance. I am not a man who seeks out help unless necessary, but I am… grateful that you were available. I am also aware of your discretion." Said Severus
Severus sat down in his chair and glanced at her troubled face. Again, his eyes slid away from hers, unwilling to meet her gaze. He wondered what was on her mind. And if it was him who she was thinking about. Bloom was still shocked at what Severus was doing. He apologized and thanked her at the same time. She was going to accept it because times like this with Severus snape don't come around very often. Severus seen her mind going a mile a minute.
"I am not used to being … treated with sincere compassion, Miss kuchiki. I found it… most comforting." Said severus
Bloom was shocked that he was opening ip to her. As she felt tears prick her eyes and looked away. The more she tried to stem the rising tears, the more they pooled in her eyes until one single tear spilled down her cheek, and she dashed it away, embarrassed. Her lips trembled, and she felt foolish, childish. Taking a deep breath, her voice shook. But she was just happy that there was opening up to her. She was not going to break this bonding that they were doing. Severus waa shocked to see the shock on blooms face and they tear rolling down her face. It's as if his words touched her in a huge way. Well, that is what he hoped for.
"You – you shouldn't have to – to endure that, Professor. I can hardly stand the thought that you have to face that monster and – and allow – allow him – " said bloom
bloom openly wiped the tears from her eyes and brushed the back of her hand against her running nose. A hand cupped the back of her head, almost gently, and when she opened her eyes, he was standing beside her, holding a white handkerchief to her face. She looked up uncertainly, and he placed the handkerchief over her nose. Bloom arched a brow at him and wondered what he was doing. Severus sighed he can be human, you know. And that is what he was doing. Plus, he wanted to create a bond between him and bloom. He has wanted her for so long. Bloom got the point of command he was giving her. Obediently, she complied, and for some reason, it made her laugh in spite of her embarrassment, to be sitting here, having Professor Snape, of all people, blowing her nose like a first year. Apparently, it was the reaction he wanted, for he released both her head and the handkerchief at once and resumed his seat.
Bloom blew her nose again and wiped her eyes, feeling absurdly better. There had been something singularly reassuring about the feel of his hand on the back of her head, and it made her realize that he was, after all, a man. Before everything, before professor, before wizard even, he was just a man. A man who was willing to sacrifice too much of himself. Oh how she loved this man. But she would never tell him right now. It was not the correct time to do so. Severus sighed he didn't know that his worlds would mean that much to bloom. But it seemed that it has.
"I'll clean this and return it to you, sir," said bloom
"No matter. Now, Miss kuchiki, there is another reason I wished to speak to you." Said severus
This time, his eyes did not break from hers, and she felt caught in his gaze. His eyes were large and dark. Bloom glanced away, feeling both invaded and somehow guilty. For a terrible moment she was afraid he had Legilimised into her mind and seen her dream of him. She gulped. Again, he hesitated, and frowned. She could see his Adam's apple move as he swallowed. She could see the faint line of the beginnings of a five o'clock shadow, a smudge of ink on the tip of a long, tapered finger. It was if she were absorbing every speck of minutiae in him, and it made him uneasy.
"I wish to ask you about your relationship with Sirius Black.?" Asked severus
"S-Sirius? I – I don't know- I didn't-" said bloom
"Miss kuchiki, please don't misunderstand me. From the first time I saw him… interacting with you at Grimmauld Place last summer, to the night when you and I… I was under the impression that his… advances were, shall we say, less than welcome. If I am mistaken, I would like to be enlightened." Said severus
"excuse me where is this coming from, sir, but why?" asked bloom
"I will caution you again not to misunderstand me, Miss kuchiki. I merely point out that I saw-" said severus
"No, sir. Forgive me for interrupting," said bloom
Bloom was blushing from talking about what happened with serius. But she was not going to say that she hated the man. And how he made her skin crawl. He father even had talks with serius about how he has been harassing her. King cold one of her blood adopted fathers he was furious when he found out about serius flirting with someone who hated his guts and could set his balls on fire. Most of all she wouldn't set his balls on fire because of the fact that he is harry godfather and his only family who basically cared about him. But she does kick him in the balls when he tries to come on to her. Yes, she had a few ex-husbands and still friends with them. But she was not going to let that pig touch her.
"Well? Merlin's sake, woman, spit it out!" said severus
"I only meant that, well sir, you made it quite clear that night you don't have a very high opinion of my character, and I wondered why someone like yourself would even care about the real truth of the matter. No one else does, well besides my ex-husbands you know." Said bloom
Severus was shocked by what she shared with him. He knew she has suffered so much to get back to them in the correct timeline. But this was something he was not expecting for someone so angelically beautiful. He was silent for a few moments. He was beginning to look uncomfortable. Perhaps he was now wishing he'd not brought up the subject. Hermione was forced to agree. He pressed his lips together as if he was painful to continue. But he needed to comfort her. He felt the need to do so. While he was wondering why he was not good at talking about such things. Bloom sighed and knew that she was only thinking that way because of how she suffered from sky and other evils like him.
"To be perfectly honest, Miss kushiki, as you no doubt know by now from Mr. Potter's hopeless attempt at Occlumency, the history between myself and Sirius Black is rather strained." Said severus
"Umm, I'm not sure I understand, sir. Harry never discussed your lessons. He only said they weren't working and that you'd ended them." Said bloom
It was almost worth this entire, awkward conversation to witness the bafflement on Professor Snape's face. He was utterly nonplussed at her comment, although he quickly hid it behind his usual look of disdain, and she could tell by the slight frown between his eyes that he wasn't sure he completely believed her. Uncertain how to proceed, Hermione sat still, the only outward sign of her insecurity was the twisting handkerchief between her busy fingers. In the silence bloom became sure the professor was going to challenge her, but something made him change his mind. But he knew that harry invaded things that he shouldn't have seen. Basically, how his father and mother treated him. And how they tortured him to be the way he is now.
"Well, that puts a different spin on things, then, miss kushiki, are Sirius Black's advances welcome?I would appreciate total honesty. I am aware this may be difficult, but I assure you my motives are Honorable." Said severus
"I can think of no reason they would be anything less than honorable, sir. However you feel about me personally, you've never behaved... inappropriately toward me or any student - in that way. But I do kick him in the balls a lot when he tries. It simply isn't in you, is it?" said bloom
Oh, gods, that hurt. Hurt right down to his magical core. It hurt worse than any Crucio he'd ever received, more than any insult, any rape, any curse. It hurt as much as Lily, as much as… Severus found himself hoping he'd be summoned tonight, to be punished. He deserved it, after what the girl had just said. After what he'd done. But then again, she was being honest. But it was funny that she kicked him in the balls more than once. The fucker deserved it. Bloom arched a brow and wondered where this was going. She knew this is how severus communicated with everyone he seemed that he wanted to be close with. But for now, it was something that she was going to let him do. And inch himself along until he was comfortable about talking about other things.
"No, Miss kushiki. Even though it is hilarious that you kick him in the balls. But that is not something I would ever entertain. I'm not known for my kindness, but I should hope I'm not seen as that type of predator. I am glad you understand this, at least." Said severus
"Yes, sir." Said bloom
Bloom huffed and dropped her eyes, and after a heartbeat, she glanced up, and saw his bland expression, patiently waiting for the answer to his question. She closed her eyes, feeling the flush of shame rise from her neck to her face. Bloom sighed and didn't know where they are going from there in this conversation. Severus sighed and knew he spoken to her to harshly. To be truthful he didn't want to be on the wrong end of her friends and family. But for now he was treading slowly to the goal he wanted. And get what he wanted out of all of this war and people using him.
"At first, I was flattered. I'm not blind about my looks, Professor. I know what people say." Said bloom
Bloom sighed as she cut herself off as Snape's hand, which had been propped under his chin, hit the table with a thump. She could see the disapproval in his eyes. Professor Snape hated her tendency to over detail things. But for now she was wondering what she was going to be saying next. But she was not blind how she looked. And she knew she attracted a lot of guys. Well Weasley is not what she wanted. She was not going to go out with the likes of Weasley. Plus, he was not her type. And she knew she was to smart and powerful for her own good. She is a warrior fairy and a warrior to the soul socitey. And death city. But for now she was going to see how this was going to go.
"I can't tell Harry. Or burn sirus balls off.. He loves Sirius so much, and I don't really know how he would react. I don't want to be the cause of a disagreement or bad feelings between them, or worse, I don't want Harry thinking I'm somehow leading Sirius on." Said bloom
severus was silent for several more heartbeats. bloom could not be sure, but for a moment she thought she saw a satisfaction, a triumph, in his dark eyes. He took a deep breath, let it go, and pursed his lips. Severus took bloom to the headmasters office since he needed to know about what she had told him. Bloom sighed and knew talking to the headmaster was not going to work. Severus knew as well. But they have to try and do it this way. Well before a line of very powerful people was going to line up and kick the shit out of Sirius and then harry would think it was all not right for his godfather to be treated poorly.
Meanwhile a few minutes later
bloom looked from Professor Snape to the Headmaster, then back to Professor Snape. For a moment, she wasn't sure if she should laugh or hex her Potions professor. Both options sound very good right now. Both men stood still, waiting for her to respond, the Headmaster with a serene, almost amused expression, Professor Snape with barely concealed impatience and resentment. Finally, the silence stretched, until bloom felt it would snap if she remained quiet.
"Let me make sure I understand this clearly, You told Vol-?" asked bloom
"-The Dark Lord, that I was in love with you. That I was, what word did you use? I am infatuated with you. " said severus
I'm sorry, sir, but I don't really understand. Why would you do that?" asked bloom
bloom was reeling from the confession Professor Snape had just made. Apparently, the Headmaster already knew about it. Hermione had never been so flummoxed in her short life. Professor Snape had told Voldemort that he could use her obsession with him to corrupt her and use her against Harry. So this was something that she didn't understand. But for now she was going to listen to severus and see what he was going to confess to her. And she was going to take in everything he said to her. Then she would process it and go from there.
"I guess I do understand the ruse, of making him believe that isolating Harry would weaken him, What I don't understand is why you told him I was in love with you? I'm not usually well sure about things, but this is really beyond me, sir. Why on earth would you want me, of all people, to be in love with you? Pretend to be, I mean." Said bloom
"Try to look at it this way, Miss kushiki," said Dumbledore
Bloom arched a brow and saw Professor Snape's eyes flicker toward the older man. There was resentment clearly in her professor's eyes, and something less definable. It was not, she was certain, aimed at her. It was that indefinable depth in Severus Snape's eyes that would come back and haunt bloom two years later. But for now she needed to see what she needed to do. But she was not sure until she was able to hear everything. Even though she does hope that he does love her. That was something she always wished for. Severus sighed and knew this was not going to go over well.
"Professor Snape is very concerned with things that are happening since Tom Riddle has returned. He's also expressed your reluctance to speak with anyone about the perceived treatment you received from Sirius." Said dumbledore
Now, look, Headmaster! I don't see where -" snapped bloom
"Ahem. Headmaster, am I early for our meeting? Four o'clock, wasn't it?" simpered unbridge
Both bloom and Severus glowered at the little pink toad, while the Headmaster, ever the gentleman, stepped forward. Oh how she wanted to burn that pink toad back to where she came from. She has no clue on how to treat someone. Severus was worried about what this pink bitch is going to do to poor bloom. Dumbledore sighed and it had to happened when they were talking shop. But for now they might have to put this off for another time. Umbridge looked at everyone in the room and wondered what they were talking about to urgently.
"Not at all, Dolores! You're perfectly on time, as always. Professor Snape and Miss kushiki were just leaving. We can continue our chat at a later time, I think, Professor Snape. Good day, Miss kushiki." said dumbledore
Professor Snape made a small formal bow and ushered Hermione from the Headmaster's office. By the time they reached the hall outside the stone steps, bloom was seething. Oh she hated that woman. Severus was yanking on her arm so she didn't do anything stupid to the pink bitch of the school. Her classroom make him sick with all of the pink. Bloom was muttering something that he didn't understand or could hear. Bloom growled and wanted to get that bitch back.
"Perceive? Perceive? He's acting like we're making it up! He's talking like I'm trying to-" hissed bloom
Professor Snape was striding down the hall as Hermione walked with him, struggling to keep up. He too, was furious. Bloom glared as fire burned in her eyes. Severus was completely turned on for right now. But he was thinking about Umbridge stripping naked to get rid of his boner. Bloom made a primal growl that would make someone shiver. Her sword spirits muramasa and Suzaku was doing her paper work in her office. They only bring it for het to sign.
"Acting as if this was all a joke? What does he think I'm doing out there? I'm not doing this because I want to- Letting that vile pink nightmare run the school with her stupid decrees! She's hurting people and he does nothing!" hissed bloom
" – It's not like I like being his sodding sacrificial lamb… Greater good, fucking Potter…" hissed severus
"Wait!" said bloom
Bloom grabbed Snape's arm with such force it spun him around. He looked down where her hand gripped his arm, then at her, hostility radiating from him. She knew she was pissed off. But severus was seething. He shouldn't be seen acting like this in front of their simpering pink blob of a cow. Bloom snickered mentally over that one. But she needed to calm severus down before she would do something to him. And she was thinking it was not going to be pleasant.
"Unhand me, Miss Granger! I'm not to be pawed at!" snapped severus
"What is the matter with you? Are you insane?" hissed bloom
Shock stilled his tongue for a moment, then he shook her hand from his arm and continued striding down the hall. bloom had no choice but to follow him. Bloom had to get through his anger like her own. She didn't want him fired. Or even worse. She would probably make him her official sex slave if she wanted to. It was something that pink cow wanted if she had the balls to do it. Bloom sighed and took a deep breath and knew that she had to take one for the team on this one. And try to get severus to calm down. Because if she couldn't then he was probably fucked to no ends.
"Oh, no, you don't. You have to talk to me about this." Snapped bloom
"I am under no obligation to do anything according to your whims, Miss kushiki, and I will remind you that you are in danger of losing a rather large amount of house points. Not to mention garnering a month of detention." Snapped severus
severus kept his eyes ahead as he raced down the stairs towards the dungeons, knowing full well she was right behind and would not be deterred. Bloom groaned he was acting like one of her children when they didn't get what they wanted. Or if they didn't get their way. She sighed and knew that this was something she needed to get him to listen to her about. And she knew snape was not one to be he messed with when he was in a bad mood. And sadly she could careless.
"Don't be childish! Be that as it may, your actlng like one of my children Professor, you obligated yourself to me the moment you told Voldemort-" grumbled bloom
"Do NOT say his name! Childish? Really? I know very well what I've done." Hissed severus
"Then explain it to me! Please, Professor! Explain what you've done Explain it so I can help you. So I can help prevent another night like the one in Grimmauld.. or else I will lburn his cock and balls off!" Snapped bloom
"Very well. Come with me, Miss kushiki. I fear our conversation will not be suitable for this open a forum." Said severus
The punishing grip on her arms loosened, and he looked into her large amber eyes. She was as open and soft as a newborn, full of concern and confusion. He had caused all this. He closed his eyes in defeat. He sighed, and bloom suddenly wished she was anywhere but here in this place with this wizard.
Meanwhile a little while later
By the time they reached Severus' study, he had calmed down somewhat and was able to think a little more clearly. Blast Dumbledore! He felt like hexing the old fool. Severus never should have gone to him and confessed what had happened that night. He thought the man would help him find a way out of the hole he'd dug for himself. Instead, Dumbledore had been angry, and his insinuations and suggestions made Severus realize that Dumbledore misinterpreted his motivation the same way Black had done – Albus believed Severus secretly wanted her for himself as a spoil of war, and would play both ends to get her. But he was not going to allow such a thing to happen. But for now they have to figure out something before bloom makes Sirius black not a man anymore. Even though it was funny to think about.
"Don't be ridiculous, Albus! Why in Merlin's name would I want that princess-" said severus
" Severus. And your reasons can be easily explained, as one who knows your history." Said dumbledore
"She's a student, a princess who is going to be queen one day. " snapped severus
severus furious that Dumbledore would intimate that Severus' motives had been anything other than self-preservation. Dumbledore sighed and knew that he was walking on thin water with severus. But for right now he was going to have to see where this was going to go. And about Sirius he didn't know what he was going to do about him. But they need him for harry sake of being happy for the war. But for now he needed to hear severus out. And then make a choice. Or let him be on his feelings. It is plain as day that he loved the princess.
"I was being tortured, Albus! I had just come from Grimmauld Place, where I was witness to that mangy cur molesting the fairy princess in the library! She was vulnerable and scared and I pictured her in my mind. The Dark Lord saw her, and I had to think of something. Forgive me for being human!" said severus
Severus despised himself for the lie, but it was a small lie to cover a bigger one. Alubus sighed and knew he wouldn't confess to him about his true feelings. But he was going to make sure that he would keep watch. Severus sighed why cant the old man stay out of his business Severus reached the door,
Meanwhile a few hours later
Severus now sat, facing this student, who looked at him with an agonizing mix of bewilderment, trust and anger. He met her glare and held it until she dropped her gaze. Oh how her eyes turned him on. But not the time to think about this type of stuff. Bloom was precous to him and he was going to protect her from any harm. Even though she could protect herself. his self-loathing rising like bile, leaving a horrible taste of guilt in his mouth. She chanced another look at him, and licked her dry lips.
"Dumbledore…doesn't believe me, does he?" asked bloom
"No. He didn't believe me, either." Said severus
"About why you told Vol-The Dark Lord I was in love with you." Said bloom
Her voice was almost as bland as his. He looked at her carefully. He was a spy. He was a petty, bitter, lonely spy who had nothing to live for except to see that Potter fulfilled a bloody prophesy issued before the boy was even born. His only love had turned on him and died because of his foolish decisions. His one true friend had died a horrific death because he had persuaded him down the wrong path. Severus realized he himself was facing a very short, very bitter path ahead, alone. It was the loneliness that would kill him in the end. It would make him reckless, and eventually he would seek out death to crush the loneliness.
Why not seduce this fairy princess, trusting young woman? Why not enslave her with the prison of his own design, weaving such a spell of dark seduction and promise that she would never wish to leave, as long as his silken lash caressed and pleasured her? Why not corrupt her, mold her into what he needed? He had done it before to terrifying success. He had made mistakes at that time. He had learned from them and would not make them again. And in the meantime, she would grow of age, to warm his bed and stimulate his mind, and whether or not Potter or the Dark Lord won would be no matter. He could shut away the guilt and the remorse and the betrayal of everything and everyone, even her, and they could go. He could just disappear, steal her away, where no one could find them…
The dark seduction was indeed pleasurable, but voracious. It could never be satisfied, for it could never be allowed to grow in the light. He had tried to feed it in his early days as a Death Eater, after Lily abandoned him to the darkness. It had exhausted him, jaded him to the point of seriously considering celibacy. He had driven his desires like a wild horse, but in the end, it was not pleasure he had ever really craved, ever really, truly wanted. That had died on the day he hissed a foul name into the air, destroying a friendship that had meant more than physical pleasure...
bloom. Oh, he could seduce her, even keep her. But would she ever truly be happy? And why, gods damn it, did he care for the happiness of a fairy princess – and why did it seem so integral to his own? Severus sat, regarding her so intently he could feel her growing discomfort. He hadn't been so different, really, at that age. If he were honest with himself, they were very much alike, painful thought it was to admit. Thin, awkward, ostracized, proud and arrogant in their knowledge, eager to show off their skills. Self-conscious, hypersensitive to criticism, but cunning and resourceful when necessary.
He continued to contemplate her, his admiration reluctantly rising another notch. Clever little witch. Age had given her the poise she so sorely lacked as a youngster, showing off her knowledge, always having to be the first, the best, the correct answer. He would show her how a real man is when he makes love to a woman. Unlike her ex husbands who probably didn't do her right. But then again she is very angelically beautiful. Bloom is a rose that needed to be caressed and treated with as much she deserved in her station as a princess. And plus he knew she could hurt him badly if he fucked up or did something she didn't like.
Well, he had been admired once. The loss of that friendship hurt almost as much as losing Lily, and was twice as hard to reminisce over. He pushed the thought away, knowing that, if he contemplated it for long, it would come back and torment him until he could never make it go away. It raised the darkness in him, and for a moment, he allowed it to touch him, to slide over his soul like a wanton caress. What, then, would bloom be in ten years' time, bowed under by his overbearing hostility? Severus Snape knew all too well his shortcomings. He also knew how to use his assets to great advantage. He could corrupt her. He was sure of it. She was untouched, he knew it. She could fall so easily for the right combination of innocence and knowledge. Knowledge was her lust. Praise was her aphrodisiac. She was as ripe as Eve had been in the garden, and like Eve, she would fall to his silken, Slytherin tongue.
A soft, sensual word of praise, spoken in a tone of voice pitched with intimacy and experience. An intense heat found in the eyes that could hint of both threat and promise. A practiced, knowing touch at a vulnerable moment of his choosing, and his making. He looked into her eyes, as clear and clean of reproach as a unicorn's. They were starting to show tension under the weight of his contemplation. Pinned by those liquid, dark eyes, Hermione jumped slightly, as if prodded by an unseen hand. Severus realised he'd been staring so long, she thought he was using Legilimency. Severus mentally crossed his fingers and decided to do the only thing he hadn't tried – he would tell her the truth.
"You ask me why I want to know, Miss kushiki. I'll tell you. No Slytherin tricks, no guile. The honest truth. I hate the way he looks at you. I hate the way he gropes you. I hate the way he throws his conquest in my face!" said severus
Now the emotion was there, crackling around the edges of his formidable self-control, but he wanted to know. And she was going to know as much as he was willing to tell her. and it filled bloom with consternation. She watched him carefully, a little warily. But she was going to listen to what he has to say. Bloom was not one to judge someone. Well maybe a few people. But for now she wanted to hear what severus has to say to her. And why he told the dark lord about his supposed feelings. Unless they are real. Yeah right she would wish that they were. But she doubted it.
"There has been no conquest." Said bloom
"There will be." Said severus
"I think I have a little say in it, Professor. I am not attracted to Sirius Black, nor do I have any plans in future to be." Snapped bloom
Severus was shaking his head, and a grim, almost cruel smile slashed across his face. He rose from his chair in his alarmingly sudden way. He walked toward her, bearing down, seduction by intimidation. He knew that she was being serious. But for right now he needed to explain to her what Sirius black is all about. Yes he knew bloom can take care of herself. But black is on a whole another level than she thinks.
"It doesn't matter what you want, miss kushiki. Sirius Black is Harry Potter's godfather, And we all know that Mr. Potter's happiness and welfare are the most important considerations to the hopes of winning this war. Harry Potter's godfather has him wrapped around his undersized little tool, Miss kushiki. What Harry Potter's godfather wants, he gets, because giving his godfather what he wants makes Harry Potter happy!" explained severus
"Harry's not like that!" said bloom
"The hell he isn't! Nothing's too good for Sirius Black! Ever since I've known him he's been the same. He can't stand the thought of another wizard having something or someone first! How many times did he seduce a girl just because he could, just because another man wanted her? He's always been able to get his way! Look what he's done to every young witch to cross his path! Right now, today, all he'd have to do is to tell James he wanted you and you'd be on his doorstep in stockings and suspenders with a big bow tied around your arse before you could say Nimue's Bristols!" said severus
Severus wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, removing the flecks of foam. He was panting as if he'd been running. The darkness was riding him, the pale rider on the pale horse, galloping through his mind unchecked, unheeded. Bloom arched a brow and wondered where that came from. Well bloom was going to make sure she was not going to take shit from black. She didn't like him and she loathed him. But harry maybe harry was someone who might be blinded from what was right in front of him. And sadly she knew that was all true.
"Harry." Said bloom
"What?" asked severus
Severus turned to the fairy princess, his anger rushing hot and uncontrolled through him. For a moment, Severus thought she had calledhimHarry. She was shaking her head, and there was a fearful look in her eyes. Severus stared at the fairy princess, stunned at what he'd said. And just as it possessed him, the darkness left him, cracked, blasted apart and opened by the little ray of light sitting across from him. Rage and humiliation drained from him, leaving him shaking and almost in tears. For a moment, he was a skinny seventeen-year old-again, telling Lily Evans those same words, trying to convince her that James' and Sirius' motives were far from honourable.
Here he was, twenty years later, trying to convince bloom of the same thing about Sirius and Remus. It was as if history was doomed to repeat itself over and over in his mind.Oh gods.He ran a shaking hand through his hair, and his breath came in great sobbing gulps, although his eyes were dry and burning. bloom stood slowly and walked toward Severus. She approached him very carefully, as if afraid of incurring bodily harm. She put a gentle hand on his shoulder, as if to calm him.
"I think you'd better sit down. Please." Demanded bloom
"Miss kushiki, Once again, I am forced to rely upon your discretion. I-I'm not behaving in a manner that befits either your teacher or a gentlemen." Said severus
"I'm not offended, truly. Please don't distress yourself further, sir I had heard way worst in my long lifetime. This is some – some vendetta between you and Sirius, isn't it? This isn't really about me, is it?" asked bloom
"It is for him. He's decided you're- you're - " said seveus
"You promised me the truth. No Slytherin tricks. No guile. All of this wasn't just to save yourself. You could have done that any number of ways Why did you tell the Dark Lord I'm in love with you? So you can get revenge on Sirius Black for something that happened when you were my age?" demanded bloom
"No Yes. It is partially. I will admit that. Can't you understand? Sirius will seduce a witch just because another wizard is in the picture." Said severus
Bloom sighed and pinched her nose in annoyance. It seemed that he was having a hard time answering her on what she wanted to know. But for now she was going to push more and more. Because it seemed that it was helping him to confess. Even though she hated going this route with anyone. Severus sighed and knew she was not going to give up until she got what she wanted. So, he was going to do what he said he was going to do. He was going to confess to her about what he meant. It was just not the thing he was used to doing. He hasn't spoken like this for a very long time.
"And you think that's what he's doing with me? Are you the – what did you call it? The wizard in the picture?" asked bloom
Severus looked at her, his black eyes growing dark. She could not break his gaze. He stilled to the point where she could no longer hear even his breathing. He raised his chin, and his lips relaxed and parted slightly. His expression changed into one that Hermione could only think of as horney. just as agonizing pain seared up his forearm. His Dark Mark roared and pulsed as if it had a life of its own. Severus gasped and hissed, his arm convulsing with the pain, his fingers curling and bending unnaturally as the muscles spasmed and contracted beneath the seething, writhing flesh. he all but moaned to himself, and pressed his arm to his side until the painful summoning subsided. He swore under his breath, then rose and found himself face to face with bloom. In the few seconds the Mark had drilled its pain into his nerve endings, he'd quite forgotten she was there.
Severus and bloom looked at one another, over the space of a few , please, please, don't make me go to him again, Severus silently begged, but the deaf, blind gods stayed silent and indifferent. He closed his eyes to master his fear, hating that Granger, of all people, was witness to it. He felt like a helpless child again, looking up into the eyes of his drunken father, cowering, anticipating the swaying stance, the sound of the belt sliding from his trousers. He had pleaded silently for protection then as well, knowing none would come…
"Miss kushiki, please leave now. I have to –" snapped severus
"It's him, isn't it? He's summoning you, isn't he? What will he do to you?" asked bloom
"I cannot say, but it will not do to keep him waiting Miss Granger, if you wish to help, please go and tell the Headmaster I was summoned. I'll return when I can." Said severus
"But he'll want to know about us! You've told him about me, and he'll expect some sort of update! Can you – can you make up something? Can you show him – I don't know – me thanking you or, or something, anything?" asked bloom
bloom looked into his eyes with absolute trust, and as the pain subsided, his Slytherin heart whispered, And the darkness that was never far from him, that he fought every day, settled into his belly like a heat, a latent, sensual power. It was a power of knowing that she was ripe and sweet for plucking. A few honeyed words, a soft, innocently placed touch, and soon she wouldn't need to pretend… As if she'd read his thoughts, she looked up at him, her eyes bright and fearful. She grabbed his wrists in her hands, and when he looked down at her small hands, encircling his wrists,
"Look at me, Professor!" demanded bloom
bloom stepped back, looking down at his feet. She smiled, as if recalling a pleasant memory. She lifted her gaze to him, and the glow in her eyes almost made him stagger. It was a knowing, warm glow, and it made her look older, more worldly, more knowing. For a fleeting, thankfully transient moment, the visage of seventeen-year-old Bellatrix Black came to mind. Mercifully, it was gone just as quickly. bloom moved closer, and Severus almost took an involuntary step back. She still held onto his wrists, pinning him in place. She laughed softly, modestly, and he wasn't sure if the sound frightened him or aroused him. His mind was telling him one thing, but his traitorous body, quite another…
"Professor, I wanted to thank you again. Iamafraid to be in the house alone with him. He thinks I owe him. He said that I should feel grateful for his attention. He thinks he should be the one I give my – " said bloom
Bloom sighed and stopped again, and blushed. Blushed, for Merlin's sake! She looked at him with admiration shining in her eyes. Her eyes was looking at him. But she knew that she needed to get this over with soon as possible. Severu sighed as her touch warmed him. But the dark lord was not happy. He was not happy when he was left waiting. Bloom knew the liked of beings like the dark lord. And she fought a great many of them. And won each time. But for now this was one that needed planning. And she hated that severus had to be the one to do it.
"I know I've never been one of your favorite students, but at least you don't force me to do something against my will." Said bloom
"Nor will I, You are quite safe here with me, Miss kushiki."
Severus hand hand reached to cup her cheek. She closed her eyes, and nestled against it. Severus' eyes grew wide, as he felt his cock roar into life. Bloom sighed and knew this has something she has been waiting for so long. But right now they needed to get this done and over with so he can go and get whatever the dark lord was waiting to do to him. That made her sick to think about. In spite of his rapidly spiraling thoughts, he smiled at her outright audacity. He raised a delicate, expressive eyebrow. His soft words were rewarded with her brilliant smile, her eyes lighting at the praise. There - oh yes, there it was. The heat of princess bloom kuchiki praise. Her treasured, truest lust. Just as he had done before his summoning, his lips relaxed and parted into a smile worthy of a lover. severus eyes slid slowly over her, starting at her mouth, and traveling, first down her body, then returning to her face. He felt powerful, basking in her open and enthralled admiration. She was watching him intently, her body still. Her mouth was also parted, and Severus could see her rapid breathing, her pulse flashing at her throat.
"Yes, such a brave and good woman, bloom," said severus
Severus caressing her name with a voice that was soft and silky, that promised so much. It was a voice he'd used a hundred times to get what he wanted. It had enticed quite a few females, willing and unwilling, into loosening their thighs and sharing his bed or his coin. It was a voice he'd used to assure victims when there were no assurances to be given. It was used to placate and seduce when the revels called for the innocent to suffer, and he could offer nothing more than a soft command to close their eyes, and dream. He used his one true beauty, and it soothed even him. He could see the flush on her skin, and knew his beauty had produced it. He returned her predatory, knowing smile. As his hand slid from her cheek, she turned her head slightly, and his fingers brushed against her lips. They were soft and heart-shaped, and they pursed slightly against his fingertips. He dragged his middle finger across her bottom lip, his movement so subtle, it could almost be construed as accidental. He could feel the soft puff of her breath against his finger. For a sweet, dirty moment, Severus imagined what she would do if he slid his longest finger between her lips and into her warm mouth. He could almost feel her tongue cradling it, swirl around it as she suckled it. He could imagine her, eyes closed, lost in the longing, not fully understanding, but welcoming it nonetheless…
severus sneered down at the fairy princess, the powerful darkness feeding these stolen, forbidden seconds. He could hear her breathing increase, and he felt an electricity pulse between the two of them, and he knew she felt it as well. They were both breathing heavier, and their chests rose and fell in unison. Caught up in the fantasy, bloom looked modestly down at his hands. Her voice was almost a whisper, and her eyes were lidded. She touched the tip of her tongue to her top lip, and Severus' raging hard-on tightened his trousers painfully.
"I'm so glad you're there. You're the only one who believes me. Well beside my friends and family. I don't want to go back there with Ron and Harry. He doesn't understand. No one does, even Dumbledore. He doesn't believe me, either. Harry's so blind where Sirius in concerned." Said bloom
"Shh. It's alright, bloom. You don't have to go if you don't wish it. I'll ensure you never have to." Said severus
severus felt her shiver, and he knew at that moment, she would be his. And underlying it all, under the darkness, under the lust, was that pulsing, tiny light that wanted him to do the right thing, to keep his promise to her. But he was hoping what he felt was going to be the beginning of something that he always wished for. But he knew that he has to be patient with bloom. She been through so much. And he had a feeling her one daughter hermione would not believe her since she is friends with harry and ron. Bloom was not one to associate with her daughters' friends. She had her own friends with her on this mission.
"But the holidays – " said bloom
"Can be spent here. I require assistance on a Potions project. I'll arrange it with the Headmaster. It will give you a reason to stay away from Grimmauld, and no one would be the wiser. Your friends and family can stay as well." Said severus
severus voice was as far removed from his teaching voice as possible. It was creamy and rich, and the girl responded so beautifully to it. Watching her, Severus could almost forget they were playing a desperate game of charades. More than that, he could feel the needy urge to forget it was only a game… She was looking at him with dawning hope in her eyes.
"Would you – would you really want this? Would you allow me to assist you, and have my friends and family here as well. Well hermione might want to stay with harry and ron. But the others would love it. Professor?" said bloom
He favored her with another sneer, and made an appreciative humming noise. This time, he dialed in a touch of soft menace to his sinful, silken baritone beauty. It was seduction itself, more than even his words.
"Oh, yes, I want this as well. I very much want you here, bloom, along with your friends and family."
Blooms lips flushed a luscious shade of pink. He found himself aching to discover if her little nipples were the same, dusky hue as her pouting lips; oh, those sweet, little pink nipples, begging to be nibbled, like the heart-shaped lips, that were parting... plus he had a feeling that her friends and family hated being in the house with the weasleys and black as well.. but for now he was going to host some guest. Even though he wouldn't have to send out letters because she would use the hell butterflies. Hell they could come and go all they wanted.
"Thank you, Professor. You always make me feel safe." Chirped bloom
And it was over. Safe. The word instantly dashed ice-cold water over his libido, and deflated it like a nail driven into the tyre on a Muggle automobile. Severus felt a sickening urge to send her screaming from the room. How dare she tease and flirt with him? How dare she make him want her, then plunge a dagger in his desire with one tiny word? Who the fuck started this? The Mark burned under his skin again, and he grunted in pain. The last of his dispirited lust was tamped down to nothing, as he tried to deal with the pain. bloom saw his sudden discomfort, and looked up at him expectantly.
"Do you think it was enough? I was afraid I was laying it on a bit thick. Perhaps you can, oh, I don't know, tweak it in your mind or something?" said bloom
severus gave her another stiff little nod, and whipped around. Almost before she could register it, he was gone, striding out of the room. bloom sat down shakily, her bravado gone. She had told Professor Snape it was all an act, yet she was trembling. She touched her face; she could still feel the warmth of his palm against her cheek, the whisper of his fingertips brushing over her lips. She could feel every small callous on the pads of his long fingers, could smell the crushed rosemary as they lingered over her mouth. She could still hear his voice saying her name, gently, almost affectionately. She could see the heat in his dark, obsidian gaze. It was the singularly most erotic thing that had ever happened to her in her short life. Her body had all but hummed when he stroked her cheek, and she'd felt cold and hot at once. She was almost sure her knickers were wet.
And when she kissed him, and asked him to be careful, she had prayed for one brief moment that he would return her embrace. In those few short minutes with her professor, she dimly understood why Sirius Black had not so much as stirred any latent emotion, other than revulsion. She understood desire now. It had a name and shape and form, and bloom was deathly afraid her body had decided that form was her Potions professor. bloom touched her lips again, Suddenly, she felt very ashamed of herself, but she couldn't quite pinpoint why. She waited a few minutes, until her mind emptied of the inexplicable feeling of guilt, and rose to find the Headmaster. He was waiting down the hall from Professor Snape's office. She walked quickly towards him, but Professor Dumbledore seemed in no hurry to move away. She waited until she was close enough to be able to whisper to him.
"Sir, Professor Snape wanted me to give you a message. He's been – " said bloom
"I know, Miss Granger. I encountered him as he was leaving. He asked me to come down and make sure you were alright, He seemed to think you might be a bit… agitated." Said dumbledore
"Well, sir… Aren't you worried for him? After all, the last time he was summoned…" said bloom
"Miss kushiki, Professor Snape is a very capable wizard. He is the one man I trust with my life. I have every confidence that he will return to Hogwarts soon, and without grievous harm. You must trust in his ability to take care of himself." Said Dumbledore
Bloom stared at the Headmaster. She was still smarting from his remarks about her and Sirius. Now, to blithely dismiss Professor Snape's potential peril seemed callous in the extreme. A sense of grave injustice flared within her, but she quickly remembered that she was now a player in this dangerous game. Immediately, bloom tried to rearrange her expression into a calmer one. How could he not be worried for severus. This was one fucked up thing after another with this man. And dumbledore cant be trusted. But she would play him and make sure that he was not going to catch on to what she was thinking and what she was feeling right now. But she needed to get to dinner as she wished albus a good evening.
Meanwhile a hour later
After bloom had her dinner and made sure to ignore her daughter and her friends chatting. While she was chatting away with the others from the winx. Her friends who stand by her always. bloom risked a final glance up at the Head Table. Only the Headmaster and Professor McGonagall were left, chatting away like old friends. Disappointed, bloom finished the last of her pumpkin juice, and was about to leave, when a drawling voice behind her said,
"Looking for Lover Boy? I told Father I can't understand what he possibly sees in you, but, then again, Snape's no oil painting, either, is he?" said draco
Bloom sighed and whirled to see the smirking, pointed face of Draco Malfoy, sneering down at her. Of course! Lucius Malfoy would have been at the Death Eater meeting, when Professor Snape was hurt. Draco could have been there as well, for all she knew. Choosing to ignore Draco, bloom silently rose and started to walk away. From behind, Draco softly called out,
"Hey, kuchiki, what do you get when you cross a fairy with a Potions master?" asked draco
"Oh, I don't know, Draco. A Malfoy?" snapped bloom
"Shut your grubby mouth, kushiki! You're going to have to learn some manners around your betters, sure you're a princess but I'm still far better than you.. There are some who believe that a wizard who can't keep his witch under control deserves a little beating himself. I wouldn't be so smug if I were you!" hissed draco
bloom stood still for a moment, as dark energy was forming around her. She had just about enough of this little bastard mouth. Stella and musa and techna stood up with her.. they would stand by her side until the very end. bloom walked back to the Slytherin table. Oh how she wanted to make a example out of this little shit. Bloom was fallowed by her friends.
"Shut up, Malfoy. Here's a riddle for you, Draco. Do you know how easy it is to castrate a ferret? No? Keep annoying me and you'll find out firsthand!" hissed bloom
"Enjoy it while it lasts, fairy. When he gets tired of you, he's already promised the rest of us can play with you." Purred draco
Bloom growled her blood was boiling, she was trying to keep her power levels down so she didn't destroy anything. But she did put slight presrue of spirit energy on draco. As draco gasped for air and pissed and shit himself. She was satisfied. While she and the others walked toward the Gryffindor common room. She may not be in possession of Slytherin guile, but she was strong enough to learn how to control her emotions around Draco Malfoy. If Professor Snape had a hidden agenda, she would be clever enough to find it. As she made the long walk to Gryffindor Tower, her initial exhilaration faded, just as Draco had planned. His parting shot had put just enough doubt in her mind, as to exactly the conditions Severus Snape had bartered, when he made his pact with his Dark Lord.
Meanwhile with severus
Severus was in front of the dark lord and knew that he was fucked. He waited to long for himself to come to the meeting. While all of the other death eaters looked at him as if he knew that he was scewed. And up shits creak. The dark lord looked to severus with anger in his eyes. He hated the fact that his followers are late. He didn't care for what reason. Severus sighed and wondered how bloom was doing. And hoped what the dark lord wanted with him would be quick and easy for him. As severus bent down and kissed the dark lords robed. That needs a good washing or to. Or does he not have any more robe that don't smell like ass.
"You're rather late, Severus, Dallying with your new toy, no doubt." Hissed the dark lord
"Forgive me, My Lord, I confess she has provided more distraction than I am used to indulging." Said severus
Severus forced his body to remain relaxed, as he allowed the Dark Lord to invade his mind. It was always a sickening sensation; there was a corpulent feel to the Dark Lord's invasion of Severus' mind, a subtle sliding against his consciousness. It felt oily and rancid, as if something rotten stroked the corridors of his soul. bloom, looking up at him with that soft, trusting glow… The dormant, innocent arousal, the more knowing pull of desire, … He pushed all his want, his need to possess the fairy princess, his erection, the feel of the physical pulse in his groin as she touched her soft lips to his fingertips. Finally, the Dark Lord sat back on his throne.
"You've done well, Severus. Already, the girl is pulling away from the Potter boy." Said the dark lord
"Really, My Lord? My Draco tells me that the kushiki girl and Potter friends are as close as ever. Apparently, they're working together with several other students in some sort of clandestine Defense club, where the fairy princess is one of the leaders." Said lucius
"It does, if you do not wish to draw any undue attention to yourself, Lucius. I've told the fairy princess that she must carry on as always. She understands that she must not show any outward signs of rebellion, or our association ends." Said the dark lord
The dark lord finds this fairy princess amusing. And wondered how she was going to train any of the other students. But for now he would have to wait and see how this was going to turn out. While severus groaned mentally from what lucius had said and done. He knew bloom was going to train some of the students. She even brought in stuff and others to help her out with the training. It was needed. Because none of the Weasleys didn't let them train. While bloom with her friends and family is the right thing to teach everyone what is needed to be done.
"I think you've grown soft, Lucius. You used to be much more… Slytherin." Said severus
"Children, please, You know it pains me to see my loyal lieutenants squabbling. Of course, the girl must act as if nothing is amiss. Severus will teach her the ways of his house, Lucius, and when her loyalties are revealed at my triumphant moment, the Potter boy's anguish will make my victory sweeter" hissed voldermort
Voldermort didn't want this sort of bickering in his ranks. Even though he does torture them and make them do things that makes them suffer. But for now he was trying to get this meeting done and overwith. And lucius son if he could do anything than whine and tale on others. Then he would not fit in on their ranks. Lucius was lectured about this constantly about his son being a whimp as the mugggles would call it. Lucius only takes it and nods. But it seemed the boy didn't even change a ounce. It seemed the parents are not raising the boy right.
"Rome was not built in a day, my dear Lucius, and neither is vengeance. Let my Potions master brew his young lover in her time, and she will be all the more flavourful and potent for his patience. I seem to recall, Severus, that you ever enjoyed the taste of willing flesh more than that which is taken by force." Purred voldermort
Severus willed his body not to shudder in revulsion at the Dark Lord's fondling, possessive touch. Severus didn't like it how he was being touched. But he needed to make the snake man as bloom called him. He tried not to laugh when she asked if he had a penis. But not the right time to be thinking these thoughts. While the other death eaters was watching. Voldemort wondered what would be next on severus lit of things when it came down to his new princess play toy.
"Indeed, My Lord. I find the idea of rape to be a huge waste of energy that can be better spent in more... pleasurable pursuits."
Some of the Death Eaters laughed, knowing it was a barb against those who had took him by force, whose selfish cruelty was only too well known. Severus had never enjoyed the tang of rape, which was why he privately thought the Dark Lord frequently used it as a punishment for him. Severus would always take celibacy over forced molestation, and this pleased the Dark Lord. He was only too happy to appease his loyal Death Eaters' darker appetites now, to keep them sated, dependently under his thumb. However, when the war was over, he would need acolytes like Severus, whose minds were not slaves to their basest desires.
"She is an intelligent young witch and fairy, who craves knowledge over everything. Once she has tasted the forbidden fruit, she will only crave more. Already she asks questions. It will be only a matter of time until she is ready for her answers." Said severus
Voldemort decided the fairy princess was a pleasant diversion for the Potions master. Already forced to live the life of a monk in the soft nest of Hogwarts, Severus eschewed all but the occasional dark revel, and only then when under the most imperious command of his Master. He occasionally frequented the Knockturn Alley whores, who gratefully accepted his coin, but turned their faces away, as if being forced to copulate with a golden idol or animal. If the young girl could give Snape her loyalty, and willingly warm his bed, she could give Voldemort another string to his bow against Harry Potter; against Severus, even. If properly motivated, she would provide wise counsel to the Potions master. She would certainly keep him on his toes, until she was no longer of use.
"Rise, my friend. Now, when is the next Order meeting?" asked voldermort
"Next week, My Lord. I plan on antagonizing the blood traitor, Black, into a confrontation. If I can convince Potter that Black is molesting his friend, it will be one more distraction to demoralize the boy." Said severus
"Well played, my friend. The game is afoot, then. Isolate the boy, until he stands alone, and he will fall. I am pleased with your report, Severus. Return to your school, to your little plaything, Kiss her goodnight for me." Said severus
Severus stood, and kissed the hand that had stroked his hair. He stood and faced the Dark Lord, resisting the urge to wipe his mouth. Severus Apparated to the same point he always used, just outside the wards of the school. He stood still for a moment, looking down at his feet, letting his stomach catch up with the rest of him. He could see little whorls in the dust, showing the patch of dirt he used over and over, Apparating and Disapparating from Hogwarts. How many times in the last six months had he been summoned before the Dark Lord, and thankfully returned to this same spot, with his body and his sanity intact? How many times had he returned with neither?
Meanwhile a few hours later
bloom sat in her room for almost an hour after the DA strategy meeting, she needed to go over what and who group each person was going in. today was just the testing of who can perform what type of powers. And she was arguing with herself about going to see Professor Snape. If she went to his private quarters, what on earth would she say to him? Of course. Then, she'd just slide out of the room, on a slime trail of his scorn. But he had already told Voldemort about her, before she'd found him there. He was already upset with her, when he left Grimmauld Place that night, which was why Voldemort saw her in the professor's mind in the first place. She had caused his punishment.
It had been that guilt that had made her start the strange little charade, the one that began with her pretending to be infatuated with her professor, and ended up with her - well, being infatuated with severus. She thought of his voice, how sweet and seductive it had sounded, like the softest silk sliding over her nerve endings, awakening her to feelings she'd never experienced before. She paced her small room, chewing on her bottom lip thoughtfully. bloom grimaced. She was doing a pitiful job, fooling even herself. He had stirred something within her, something dark and forbidden and oh, so, tempting. She lay on the bed, very still, trying to remember the feelings he'd evoked when he touched her cheek. His fingers were so sensitive…
Meanwhile with severus
Severus would have known it was her from a mile away. Her absolutely unreasonable hair, fluffing out in every direction, her slightly toes-out walk and her tense posture, all told him even from this distance, that Miss kushiki had come to his quarters. His soft boots carried him down the hall behind her, and he made an impulsive, but potentially disastrous decision. She was still walking away from his door, and any minute now, she would turn and…
"Miss kuchiki?" purred severus
bloom jumped, with a little squeak, and as she spun around, her eyes widened in shock. Before Severus could react, she turned and ran so quickly, he barely had time to register her terror-paled face., but fear had given her wings. She flew down the hall as if the hounds of hell were after her. Severus felt something shift from the top of his head, and he cursed silently to himself, as the heavy cowl fell from his hair. He was still in his Death Eater robes. The girl was racing down the corridor, and it would only be a few feet before she was in view of the staircase. From there, she would run straight toward the Ravenclaw Common Room, screaming that there were Death Eaters in the castle…it looked like an invisible arm had yanked her around the waist, and held her aloft. Bloom was wondering what was going on. She was not able to speak. And blooms cries for help were silenced, her Patronus left ran from behind, removing the heavy robes as he ran, saying,
"Miss kushiki, please don't panic. It's me, Professor Snape." Said severus
Suspended in midair, the young woman looked as if she was floating underwater. Her hair, which had been streaming behind her, was twisting and turning in the magic current of the spell, tangling hopelessly. As he grew near, Severus put an arm against her back, and another around her waist. and caught her neatly as the canceled spell dropped her to the floor. He steadied the frightened girl on her feet, and she turned huge, tear-filled eyes to him. He stepped back, feeling foolish and, no doubt, looking the part as well.
"I'm sorry, Miss kushiki," said Severus
"I thought for a moment… I thought…" said bloom
"Calm yourself, Miss kushiki, I apologise for jinxing you, but I had to stop you, before you mistakenly alerted the entire school that we were being invaded." Said severus
Bloom narrowed her eyes at him, shaking her head, then she sagged with relief. Well after she stomped on his foot and slapped him. Severus sighed he kinda deserved that one. While bloom pinched her nose in annoyance. She should of figured it was him. She just got startled from him sneaking up on her.
"I'm the one who should be apologizing, sir. I saw the robes, and I just panicked I feel so foolish! I came down to see if you were alright, and the moment I saw you," said bloom
"I suggest in future, Miss kushiki, that you refrain from sticking your pretty head where it doesn't belong, and perhaps you won't find yourself running from imaginary peril. Lion, indeed! certainly won't win points for the famous Gryffindor courage." Snapped severus
He turned on his heel, not wanting to see the reaction of his words. It had hurt like fuck when he'd walked away from Lily, and felt the distance growing between them, along with her silence. He didn't want to stick around to hear that silence again… bloom growled hw dare he speak to her like that. Why was he being such a dick all of a sudden. As she stomped her well healed foot as used her spirit energy to stop him. She was not going to let this one go. He was not going to be a dick to her after what they shared in the class room before he went to the snake man who might not have a penis.
"Now wait just one damn minute! Don't you dare walk away from me after saying something like that!" hissed bloom
"I would advise you to lower your voice and change your tone, Miss kushiki. Thirty points from Gryffindor for your insolence. And the use of your spirit energy against me." Hissed severus
That stopped her. She never lost points for her House. For a moment, he thought he had cowed her enough, but she merely changed tack, and continued walking toward him. Fuck the house points. She could care less about them. While she was not going to stop this. She was going to not give up. She didn't know what the hell crawled up his ass and died from that meeting. She sighed and let him go from her hold on him.
"Fine. I probably deserved that.. but I don't care about house points to be truthful neither does my friends. But my daughter and her friends do." Said bloom
Bloom sighed and she came close enough for him to see the sweat on her forehead, the corkscrew curls of her hair, where the Impedimenta Jinx had twisted and knotted it. She was still breathing heavily, and he waited for her to speak. She drew herself up to full height. She was going to find out why he was being a asshole to her. She wanted to know what has changed between them. Severus sighed and knew she is not interested in potter. She kinda finds him annoying. But there was a history from his time in school. With potters.
"You frightened the devil out of me – I came down here to see if you were alright, or if you were hurt, or needed help. And you scared me, you jinxed me, you insulted me, then you took house points away from me! Shit that is nothing to me!" hissed bloom
bloom had worked herself up into a state, and now stood, breathing hard, staring at her professor, who was looking at her as if she were from another planet. Frustrated, Hermione raised her hand to wipe the perspiration from her forehead, only to be met with the complete tangled mess that was her hair.
"AND you've tangled my hair into knots! How am I supposed to fix this? Stella is going to have to work hard to get these out you majoy ass, But youarealright, aren't you?" said bloom
Severus opened his mouth to speak, she just ranted and hissed at him out of anger. Yes he deserved it. And he opened his mouth and closed it again. He was completely overwhelmed by the little fairy princess impudence. He was still smarting from her remark about Harry, angry at her self-righteous outburst, and flummoxed that she'd had the cheek to stand up to him. He was the one who walked away, head held high. He was not followed. How dare she - Amidst all the conflicting emotions, was the sudden realization that, before he'd frightened her into her sudden dash, she'd been here because she was worried about him. After all the anger,
"Come with me, Miss kushiki. Perhaps I can help you, and we can discuss this little… outburst with calmer heads." Said severus
Severus gave her hair another glance, and shook his head, bemused. For a moment, he thought she was going to refuse to come with him. She merely looked at him, waiting. Severus smirked, realisation dawning. Once they had returned to his study, Severus excused himself, and took the opportunity to change back into his regular school robes. It would not do to be seen here with Miss kushiki in anything other than a professional setting, no matter how much he would prefer it otherwise.
Bloom felt his magic slide around her hair, untangling the unmanageable mess, as if being brushed by unseen hands. Her hair began to smooth and curl of its own accord, her red hair into long, luxurious ribbons. The curls slid around themselves. One slinked around her arm. Severus smirked as one daring little curl reached out and attempted to slip around his wrist, like the tendrils of an octopus. watching the curl insinuate a tentative grip on his wand. Hermione watched in fascination, as her hair reached to slink around her professor's hand almost possessively. Before it could wind its way around him completely, he dropped his arm, and stepped back, studying his work.
"That's a little better, I think, Miss kushiki, better than stella am right?" Asked severus
"That's – that's wonderful! You'll definitely have to teach me that one, Professor. Oh don't let stella hear you say that. She will not be happy with you." Said bloom
"Indeed, although you may have to take a few running starts at it. Usually, if you make a downward motion of your wand, your hair will straighten. Yours, however, apparently desires to do otherwise." said severus
Hermione laughed, her cheeks turning pink. She pulled the searching curl back, and let it twirl around her finger. Her hair finally settled around her head in soft, curling waves. She smiled her thanks at her professor, and he nodded his acknowledgment. Now that the initial terror of the evening had passed, bloom felt drained, and completely idiotic. She'd taken one look at the menacing figure striding down the hall, and instead of assessing the situation, she'd turned tail, and ran like a first-year. It was only as she was about to reach the main body of the castle, did it occur to her to conjure her Patronus, to warn the DA. She shuddered now at the thought that she might have actually sent it. Oh uncle beerus, what a hideous mess she'd come so close to making! She felt a bit shaken at the thought of how much damage she could have wrought.
"Miss kushiki?"said severus
"Yes, sir? I'm sorry. I was – " said bloom
"Indeed, I merely asked, would you care for tea?" asked severus
"No, thank you, sir. I really should to return to Gryffindor Tower. I'm going to have to avoid Mr. Filch, as it is." Said bloom
"Yes. In future, Miss Granger, perhaps you could refrain from taking unnecessary risks, however well intended. While I am flattered you were concerned for my welfare, I wish to remind you that I am a fully grown wizard, and capable of taking care of myself." Said severus
Severus sighed and knew that she was only coming to check in on him. But for now he was going to have to try to get her to be more careful. They don't want their very own pink blobbed cow as bloom and the others like to call her. He just didn't want to have her get caught from her. He has seen what has happened to those who has been captured by her. And it was not pretty. His tone sounded testy and crabbed, and bloom felt as if she'd completely ruined the golden glow of their earlier time together. She nodded, suddenly unable to meet his eyes.
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. Goodnight, sir. I apologise for my poor manners earlier." Said bloom
"Miss kushiki, wait." Said sevreus
bloom looked up into his pale face, and could have sworn she saw something… it was gone before she could categorise it, but it certainly wasn't anger, or disappointment. It was… Professor Snape tilted his head slightly, and, had it been anyone else, flirtatiously. Smoothly, he drawled, he wanted to see her patronous and she shocked him. As it appeared it was a fairy just like her.
"bloom?" said severus
bloom shook her head, even as she walked toward him. Was he casting an Imperio? Her feet moved toward him of their own accord, and she could no longer stop herself, than stop breathing. When she got close enough to touch, he gave her a sneer that was almost sensual felt him enter her mind, and he moved effortlessly through her consciousness, gently probing, opening her, peeling back the walls of her resistance, like the most delicate pages of a book. He was a scent, and a flavour, and a hypnotic voice, moving within her mind… And suddenly, she was alone again. He was gone, and she felt chilled. There was a slick taste in her mouth that had nothing to do with him in her mind, but something that had been inhismind, earlier… She was falling, her mind sizzling with the implication of what he'd seen, and now what he knew. Strong hands gripped her arms. She heard a sob escape her throat, a sound of humiliation and fear, and suddenly, she was sitting in a huge chair, and her professor was kneeling down in front of her, apologizing.
The end