The Dark Room

Sorry for all of the readers that I’ve been gone for a while. I hope this, er, satisfies you...


The physician said not a word but turned the paper to the anxious group. On it was indeed a red stain marking Malfoy as a father to be............but there was also a black one as well . . .
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Mari wiped the tears from her face as the enormity of what she’d done, settled in. Terrified at having to choose between the two she’d planned this pregnancy. In her Animagus form of a cat she thought it might be possible to be impregnated by two different men. She’d calculated her ovulation with a special thermometer and had intentionally gotten the two wizards drunk in the hope that her deviance wouldn’t even occur to them. Damn! Is this really what I want?

Malfoy had stormed and raged at the Healer. “I will personally see that you are discharged from your post for your incompetence!” he’d raged. She’d never seen the man so angry. Severus merely stood against the wall with his arms crossed against his chest, scowling in thought as the test was repeated. The result was the same. Mari was having a child for each man.

Lucius had stormed over this for what seemed an eternity, how he’d be the laughing stock of the Wizarding community. It was unheard of to share a wife! He, Lucius Malfoy, pureblood to the extreme, could not possible partake in such a thing. He’d demanded the Mediwizard abort Snape’s child and fumed even louder when told that breaching the womb would kill his child as well. Of course even if it were possible, Mari would never allow that to happen.

Eventually his tirade ended and Lucius stormed out leaving Mari alone with the stoic faced Potions Master. Severus, always the gentleman, escorted her home without a word. At the door the softness of his touch surprised her as he wiped the tears from her cheek.

Now, here it was a week later and she was still suffocating over her actions. Neither man had made any attempt to contact her and worry that she’d lost them both was making her feel more alone than she’d ever felt.

Hope suddenly filled her when the knock sounded at the door. Mari leapt to her feet in answer.
A glimpse of black caught her eye before the blow sent her reeling to the floor.

“Bitch!” The hoarse voice seethed.

Chills of fear ran down her spine at the realization that this was not Lucius. Mari knew that voice. Suddenly she was very afraid.

“Stupid whore!”

Rough hands grabbed her hair, pulling Mari to her feet. The hand entwined in her locks twisted hard enough to pull some of it from the roots. Face to face with her attacker she spat out his name, “Launder.”

“That’s right you stinkin cunt! Thought you’d seen the last of me did you? Well I for one am happy to say that you were wrong.”

The man looked like he’d aged twenty years in the past few months. Grey hair spotted the once dark head. Rough lines now covered a face marked by terrifying blood shot eyes. Robes torn and filthy the man reeked of Firewhiskey and stale cigarette smoke. Mari was unable to hide the revulsion on her face as the man spoke.

“What ‘d you say Mari. Ready to have a little fun? No one around to protect you now is there?”

Pain stabbed through her as his hand grabbed her breast, twisting it unmercifully. Having been raped once when she was a teenager, this was something she did not want to face again. Mari pointed her fingers and poked out hard, hitting the man in the center of his throat. Letting go of her hair Launder grabbed his throat, choking. Taking a breath the woman turned slightly to the side, kicked him hard on the shin before bringing her led down on the top of his foot with all the force she could muster. A grin almost formed on her lips at the satisfaction of the cracking bones.

A scream leapt from the man’s injured throat a moment before his balled fist slammed into her stomach. Mari doubled over before the next punch hit her in the eye.

“Fucking bitch! You broke my bloody foot!” The man raged as Mari fell to the floor in agony. “You’re going to pay for that! I was going to keep you around for a while. Thought we could have some fun.” Another fist found its mark and blood began to flow freely from her nose, one more to the side of her head. The witch crouched on all fours, head down, trying to breathe when a foot slammed into her stomach.

“Stop, please,” she croaked, “I’m pregnant.” She pleaded as she fell to her side. His sinister laugh rang through Mari’s ears as he kicked her again.

“Sure you are honey. Nice try.”

One more kick, and another, the pain shooting through her abdomen was excruciating.

Launder shoved her onto her back and began to lift her skirts. Mari unconsciously lifted her knees to a fetal position.

“That’s right honey, now. You’ve got it. I know you wanted this all along.” The man unzipped his pants and removed his cock. Slowly he worked it as he positioned himself between her legs.

A wet trickle ran down her inner thigh as a single tear ran down Mari’s cheek. “SEVERUS!” she screamed with all of the energy she had left. Closing her eyes, the woman prayed for it to be over quickly. Neither had heard the door open behind them. Suddenly Launder flew backward, hitting his head on the side of the coffee table.

Through swollen eyes Mari saw Severus pull his wand.

“Never touch my woman! Crucio!” His wand flicked at the fallen man who screamed and writhed in agony. “Since it appears that Malfoy was uncharacteristically lenient in his punishment Mr. Launder, I assure you that I will not be! Crucio! You will never touch the woman I love again! Crucio! Diffindo, Eviscero”

Mari barely heard the string of curses that flew from Snape’s lips. The pain running through her was agonizing, yet she had heard the words. He loves me. Her body went numb and suddenly all she could feel was euphoria. She’d truly not felt the man capable of such an emotion and yet, Severus Snape had said he loved her. Black robes swirled around her as he knelt and gently took her in her arms. As he cradled her tears ran down her cheeks, blood seeped in a pool between her legs. Mari sobbed of both joy and pain.

“The babies are gone,” she whispered.

“And you are not Mari. That is the important thing.”

“I got pregnant on purpose.”

Snape’s dark eyes searched her face, “why would you do this?”

“I didn’t want to be forced into a decision. I wasn’t ready to lose either one of you.”

Severus pulled the woman to his chest and stroked her hair gently. “It wasn’t my intention to force your hand, but when Malfoy declared his desire to wed you I had to make my own case known. It was a foolish thing to do. You could have merely denied Lucius’ request but it was my actions that forced you choose. I’ll rescind my offer and bother you no more.”

The unselfishness of the words melted Mari’s heart. He loves me and yet he’d let me go because he thinks that would be best for me. I love him so much. This gentle man. So complex, so scarred was his soul. Caught in a purgatory between good and evil, he is a good man. I want to be his. I want to take care of him. I want to give him the love he needs and be with him. Always. “No. Severus please don’t. I’m sorry. So sorry for all that I’ve done.” Mari pulled back to look at his handsome face. “I love you Severus. I love you so much. All that I am, everything that I have . . . it’s yours. I’m yours if you still want me.”

“Do you really?” Snape felt hope swell inside that dark soul. Hope that this woman could actually love him. Really love him for whom he was. He couldn’t promise her much. He had so little to give, yet if she was willing to, nay wanting to share her life with him? Wonders will never cease. “Do you really love me?”

“Yes Severus, very much so.”

“And you wish to marry me? Over Malfoy?” The look on his face was incredulous, almost shy.

“More than anything.”

Malfoy had Apparated several minutes earlier. He stood back silently taking in the sight of Launder’s form with disgust, knowing exactly what he was doing here. Knowing what would have happened to Mari had Snape not intervened. He watched the two quietly. Snape, stroking her hair. He realized that they were actually in love. True, somewhere deep in his own dark heart he had feelings for the girl, but not like this. If Mari married him, love was something he knew she’d never give to him. They’d never share the kind of feelings she and Snape obviously had together. Part of him actually wished it was possible.

“I’m sorry about your baby Severus. I really would have loved to have your child.”

The Potions Master realized that he had actually been looking forward to the babe as well. He hadn’t imagined himself the paternal sort, but something in the girl stirred him deeply. “It will be all right. We’ll have plenty of time to sire others. I will see to it personally.” Snape heard the small chuckle followed by a groan of pain. “We need to get you to the hospital.”

The two were so deeply engrossed in each other. They barely heard Launder’s moan. They did however turn at the firmly spoken, “Avada Kedavra.”

“Well I do apologize at my obvious lack of judgement in letting Launder live.” Malfoy strode stealthily up to the two. “It appears that I shall be the first to wish the happy couple congratulations hmmm? Severus, why don’t you get your lady to St. Mungo’s and I shall just clean up a bit here.”

Snape helped Mari to her feet but she made him pause on the way out. With a sob she wrapped her arms around the fair man tightly. “Lucius, you are wonderful. Thank you.”

Malfoy scowled in order to suppress his grin as the two left. He rocked back on his heels slightly. He actually felt good about something he’d done for once. An unusual yet not exactly unpleasant feeling. Lucius Malfoy’s heart grew two sizes that day.
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Two months later Severus and Mari were married. It was a small wedding. Lucius was the only guest and that was fine with Mari. It was a bright starry summer’s night and the trees shone with faerie lights. With the warm night’s breeze came a while stallion, shaking its mane as he emerged from the wood. The woman almost blushed as her husband placed her on the animal and mounted behind her. Warm arms held her tightly as they rode to the hidden cottage Malfoy had graciously provided for their honeymoon.

Small but warm and cozy this was the perfect place for the two to start their marriage. A few weeks all alone with him was going to be heaven. They stood side by side, quietly for a moment before turning to each other. He was so beautiful Mari couldn’t help but smile. She wanted to look at that gorgeous countenance forever. Snape raised his brows slightly and she swore the corner of his lip turned up just a bit. Though she’d been with many men, Mari actually felt shy, demure, almost as if she’d never been with a man before. Having this man so close almost made her nervous. They’d abstained the past months to allow her time to heal, and yet now . . . she could wait no more.

Slowly her arms circled his neck. “I love you Mr. Snape.”

He cocked his brows and spoke in that deep baritone, “Do you Mrs. Snape?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Hmmm.”

“Say it,” she asked.

“Say what?”

“You know what.”

“I hear it’s going to rain tomorrow.”

“Severus Snape you know exactly what I mean! I don’t expect to hear it twenty times a day though you likely will, but you will say it. Now!”

“Madam. I find it to be truly extraordinary that you can see past all that I have done to look at who I am. More so that are you actually capable of loving the man you find there. You are intelligent, compassionate, witty and I find you to be the perfect compliment to this less than perfect man. I would be a fool not to love you.”

Mari’s eyes misted at his words. “And you are no fool are you my love.”

“No my lady, I am no fool. I do love you.”

“Then I think it’s time you kissed me.”

Severus gladly appeased his wife with a gentle brush of his lips. “Not enough,” she whispered in response. Now the man did grin at his wife. It was awkward, but beautiful.

“You are a greedy one, aren’t you?”

“Yes, and you’d best get used to it. It’s going to be a long night.”

Mari kissed him with all of the pent up longing of the past months. Her tongue slid over his and it was delectable. His fingers unbuttoned the front of her gown and slipped it from her shoulders. She wore no undergarments and Severus forgot to breathe for a moment as he took in the beauty of her body. “Lovely.” He didn’t even remember taking his own clothes off before he reached for her.

Mari reached down to touch him. The feeling of it was wonderful Fingertips like a feather’s touch across the head of his erection, her thumb running over the silken drop of liquid in small circles. The palm of her small hand slowly trailed down to rub Snape’s cock before grasping the swollen member fully in and squeezing it gently. His wife’s hand ran up and down the length, pulling it toward her. The grasp becomes more firm, slowly milking until another small drop forms. Dropping to her knees, Mari savored the feeling of the tip of her tongue flicking over the head, tasting him. Snape closed his eyes, feeling the hot wet texture circling, the palm cupping and squeezing his balls. A warm firm grasp covered the base of his member while the moist wetness surrounded him. What lovely sensations, squeezing, milking, the incredible pressure of her suckling, tongue licking, tasting.

Snape’s pleasure was mounting too quickly. He eased her to her back. “I need to taste you.” Quickly he spread her legs. A small cry came from her lips as he fingered the shaved mons. A finger ran over her, teasing the clit before sinking into her depths. He lay on his stomach and ran his tongue over her, slowly, savoring this moment, her taste. Several times he lapped her juices before burying his face and thrusting his tongue inside. He could feel the soft nubs there while it circled slowly. Pulling back slightly long digits slipped inside, pulling the wetness back with them. He splayed her wide to find the clitoris and took it gently in his teeth. Nibbling, teasing it with his tongue, sucking it as his fingers worked in and out of her pussy. Faintly he heard her call his name and felt her hand in his hair, pulling him closer. She was delicious and she was all his.

Finally he pulled back and positioned himself at her entrance. Snape grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her, coating it with her juices before inching it just inside. Slowly he entered her fully. She was so tight the pressure was incredible. Pulling his hips back he watched as his penis slid in and out of her. Mari was writhing under him, needing release but the Potions Master continued his deliberately slow movements. Restraint He told himself. Neither one of them would be coming for a while, he vowed.

“I want you on the chair,” he spoke as he pulled out. Severus strode over to the chair and sat, taking her hand as she mounted him. Slowly she eased herself over the length of him. His hands cupped her breasts and Snape leaned forward to take her nipple in his mouth. Teeth teased the nub taunt, biting gently. He leaned back and allowed his wife to ride him. She was beautiful. Skin, breasts, belly. The view was perfect and the feeling of that pussy sliding over him excruciatingly pleasurable. Muscles of firm legs flexed as she rose and fell, grinding him, slamming his member into her hard. He could feel the need of her impending climax.

“Slow down my love. We have plenty of time.” Her soft whimper made him grin again. Her desire made him feel very much a man. He held her as their breathing slowed. “Come,” he said pulling her up. They sat back on the floor and he eased her onto him once more. “Sit back.” Mari leaned back on her arms and pulled off him slightly. She loved to watch his cock as it moved in and out. Slowly they watched as her pussy engulfed him and then withdrew over and over again.

Next he moved her to the table. Leaning her back his hardness entered her once more. Splayed out before him his fingers spread her to tease her clit. He rubbed the tiny thing between his fingers, stopping to pump into her. His dark hair swung just a bit when his thrusts increased. Soon he was slamming into her hard. Snape could feel the tiny spasms in her vagina, knowing that she was close. Faster, harder he pumped her.

“Severus!” she cried.

“My wife,” he panted, “now, I am going to make you come.”

The moment he said the words he felt her buck underneath him. Her pussy began covering his hardness with a flutter of spasms. His own impending orgasm began to mount. That incredible feeling just before he came was one he wished he could hold onto forever. A mixture of intense pleasure and excruciating agony, Snape’s cock swelled and began to shoot it’s wetness into her. One last hard thrust and he stopped moving. Embedded deeply inside his own body jerked with it’s release.

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Seven years later . . .

“It seems I haven’t had you for an eternity,” the deep voice drawled.

“That’s because it has been an eternity love,” Mari said pulling him to her for a deep kiss. She settled him back against the bed, lifting his night clothes as the lightening flash lit the window. Rain struck the glass with the pounding force of the storm outside. The rumble of thunder so strong it shook the walls. Her hand slid up his leg, barely touching his hard shaft.

“Mommy,” the tiny voice cried out. A girl of about six ran into the room with wide eyes. “I’m scared.”

“Come here sweetness. It’s ok,” she coed at the child.

“Daddy!” Two small boys came running into the room. Dark hair cloaked their identical pale faces. “Thunder boom,” the chimed together.

“Ommy, addy,” another boy spoke as he too entered. “Wanna sleep choo.” A chorus of ‘me toos’ from the other children rang out after that.

Mari took the boy in her arms and handed him to a very rueful Severus Snape, “so much for that thought.”

“Yes. Remind me, exactly why was it we wanted to have children?” The man scowled as the four climbed onto the bed and snuggled next to him.

“Because you love children Mr. Snape.”

“Ah, I had forgotten. Perhaps it was the love of another that caused me to take leave of my senses. Temporary insanity.”

Mari crawled onto bed and placed a kiss on his waiting lips. “You always were a man of such pretty words Severus. I love you too.”

The End

June I hope you liked this ending!