Out of Nowhere

Disclaimer: Like you didn\'t read it in the other10 chapters...I still don\'t own anything but the plot and Leah.

A/N: This chapter has a little...I wouldn\'t exactly call it non-con, but it leads to humiliation, and it\'s sexual in nature. I just wanted to let everyone know! Also, for my reviewers:

Alauralen: Thank you. I wanted to make that chapter sweet and full of WAFF to cushion the blow of this one. LOL! It\'s going to be kind of bad for our herione.

darko: *bows* Thank you so very much! You can\'t imagine how much it means to me to get a review like yours. =)

BlackLustz01: Thanks!! This next chapter ends up a little darker, so I thought I\'d butter my readers up first! *g*

catpower: I had to have the lovely \'Awwww\' chapter as a precurser to this one. I have dubbed it the \'Ewww\' chpater. LOL! She is developing feelings for someone (someones?), but her reactions were all almost purely the bond she and Remus shared. It\'ll reflect in the chapters after this one. I made Moony whine as opposed to talking because her guide is really an etheral being from another plane of existance, whereas Monny is real flash and blood. Had to give him the canine traits that we all see in dogs. I hope it reflected that she kind of expected it. Snape was definately not happy about the way she acted toward him, hince this, the \'Ewww\' chapter. Yes, Snape gets his revenge. Oh, and the whole maternal instinct thing, that was definately the bond, too. Leah\'s not the maternal type...at least not yet anyway. *grins evilly*

NOW, ON WITH THE CHAPTER MY MUSE HAS BEEN DYING TO WRITE EVER SINCE LEAH GOT BIT!!

Everyone else made their way into the Great Hall and breakfast began. Leah finished up quickly and excused herself, telling all present that she needed a nap as she stayed up all night. Albus promised her that he would check in on Remus in a few hours and make sure that he didn’t need anything, and that he would wake her before eleven.

When she got to her rooms, she stripped down, and fell into a dreamless sleep.

At precisely eleven AM, Leah became aware of an insistent knocking. She rolled over in her bed and groaned at being awakened. With a huff, she put one of her pillows over her head and began to drift off again. She didn’t hear the person walk into her rooms and then into her bedroom. The next thing she knew was her pillow was being pulled off of her face. When she opened her eyes, she was met with a smiling, yet still sick looking Remus Lupin. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said, grinning, using her greeting from earlier.

Sitting straight up in the bed, she asked, “What are you doing up?”

He laughed and sat on her bed. “I’ve been up for about an hour now. Before you say anything else, I feel much better than I look. Why don’t you get dressed and let’s have an early lunch. I was thinking a picnic under the tree by the lake.”

She put her finger to her bottom lip in an unsure gesture. “I don’t know…”

He blushed, remembering their last picnic. “I’m doing it as a thank you, that’s all. Besides, I want to know why I was ‘Moony’ last night!”

“That’s the second time you mentioned it, does that mean that you understood me?”

The blonde haired man smirked. “I did keep my human mind. What do you think?”

With a shake of her head, she crawled from under the covers of her bed and walked into the bathroom. Leah had begun to appreciate her younger, stronger, thinner body in a way she never could as a teen. Half an hour later, she walked out dressed and brushing her wet hair. She began to gather it to braid it when Remus stopped her. “Will you wear it down today? I think you have the most beautiful hair.”

She looked at him and picked up the wet ends, shaking them at him as she smiled, “I normally would wear it down all of the time, but if I let it air dry, it gets unbelievably frizzy and untamable. That’s the only reason I braid it here.”

Remus turned the young woman around, waved his wand, and quickly dried her long hair. “There,” he said with a self satisfied smile, “will you wear it down today?”

She ran her fingers through her hair and smiled. “I suppose so, since it’s dry.”

Remus walked back to his room and grabbed the large picnic basket and Leah took his free arm. Quietly, they walked out to the lake and sat under the shade of the oak tree. With a flick of his wand, Remus unfolded the blanket and set everything for their meal. Leah laughed at this as she sat down. “What I wouldn’t give to stay here. Sometimes, I feel like a child again just watching the world in awe.”

“That’s how most muggle-born witches and wizards feel when they first learn they are coming to Hogwarts. It’s generally a bit of a culture shock to them.”

Leah snorted softly. “I’m sure it is. I know that I’d be scared shitless if, at eleven, I had to leave everything I knew to come to school. Of course, I imagine that at eleven, the kids are still young enough to adapt pretty quickly.”

The conversation between the two went on for some time. In between bites of food, Leah discovered that Remus did indeed keep his mind and he could understand her while he’d transformed. She also learned that he thoroughly enjoyed her story and wanted to hear more of it, or read it eventually.

Remus learned that she called him Moony because it just fit his exquisite werewolf form better in her eyes. He also learned that Leah often times lounged on her couch in her own time in much the same way with her Mastiff that she did with him. He understood better her ease with him lying across her, and then on her pillow.

Albus found the two lying on the quilt, staring into the azure sky, discussing classic literature quietly. He hated to disturb them, but there was urgent business that he needed Remus to attend to. The old wizard cleared his throat. When they looked at him, Remus immediately knew something was wrong. “Headmaster,” he greeted.

The old man smiled at the two and greeted them. He held his hand down to Remus and helped him up. “If I may have a word with you, Remus?”

“Certainly, Dumbledore. Will you be alright Leah?”

She smiled and waved them off. “Of course I will Remus. You got and do, I’ll be fine.”

Remus knew that she was pensive about the headmaster seeking him out, but he knew that she’d be alright once he knew what was going on. Leah lay in the shade for a while longer, listening to the sounds of the world around her. Finally, she gathered up the quilt and the picnic basket and made her way back inside. After napping for another hour, she set out for the greenhouses. She looked through all of them for Pomona, but the plump witch was nowhere to be found.

The young woman smiled at the thought of being all alone, all afternoon in the seclusion of the greenhouses. She could play in the dirt and reconnect with the earth and herself without any interruptions. She loved the hustle and bustle of the castle, but quiet time in the garden was precious to her. She grabbed a spade and a water mister and set out amongst the plants. There were still some plants that she was wary of, but she knew exactly where she could go and be around normal, plain herbs.

Leah traipsed back through a couple of the greenhouses, and out of the back door of number 4. She stepped into the sunlight of Severus’ private garden. The earth smelled richer and the sunlight brighter in this garden. She smiled. It almost felt like her garden at home.

Gently, she began to aerate the soil and pull up weeds. When she got to the end of the first row, she’d broken out in a sweat. She gazed down at the plants, roots deep within the earth, and had the sudden urge just to lie amongst them. Leah knew that no one would see her were they to decide to come to this particular garden, so she did what any young woman in desperate need of grounding would do, she laid down in the row between the plants and stretched her arms out beside herself.

Leah watched the sky above her and just listened to the sounds of Scotland. Soon, her fingers were buried deeply in the soil and she began singing. She sang softly, as much to the plants as to herself. The song spoke of courage and strength and doing what needed to be done with no thought for self. It conjured images of deities watching over their beloved worshippers and children. She was in an almost trance-like state as she began the song again.

Severus stopped at the door when he heard the singing. He did not understand the language, but immediately, he recognized Leah’s voice. It’s cadence rising and falling with an imaginary beat. Secretly, the dark man enjoyed hearing her sing. She had a voice like none that he’d ever heard. He walked quietly toward her at the end of the row.
As he approached, he found it humorous that she was lying on the ground spread eagle with her fingers buried in the dirt and singing.

When she ended the last verse, a small smile played upon her lips. She lay there with her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of the ground beneath her body. “Come to help me weed the herbs, Severus?”

He was shocked to find that she knew he was there. Her eyes sparkled when she opened them. Leah got up and grabbed her spade. “It’s the way you walk. When you got close, I could hear your steps.”

He sneered at her. “I suppose since your mutt left you decided you’d encroach upon my territory?”

She snorted at his barb. “Actually, no, had I wanted to pester you, I’d have come down to your lab. I came out here for some peace and quiet. Last night was arduous and as much as I enjoyed it, I’m still not too sure about this whole bond thing.”

She began digging again, not wanting to think about the still present bond. Severus began his own digging two rows over, realizing that she was still very unhappy about being marked. They worked for about two hours until Severus looked at his watch and deemed it was time for supper. Helping Leah up, she asked, “You aren’t going to let me take advantage of you like last time, are you my gardener fantasy come true?”

“I’m not even going to dignify that with a response,” he said solemnly before turning around and walking away.

She jogged to catch up with him as they made their way back into greenhouse number 4 to clean up. When he was done, he walked off as if she wasn’t there. She hurriedly cleaned herself up and ran after him. Leah caught up with the tall man as he was heading up the steps of the castle. “Severus,” she said a bit breathlessly, grabbing his elbow, “I was just aggravating you back there. I didn’t mean it. I know you value your life too much to incite the rage of a werewolf. I value your life too much to do that.”

He simply scowled at her and shook loose from her grip. Leah sighed and followed him into the great hall. She sat beside Albus and the two had a lively conversation (much to the surprise of everyone there) about popular music and its effect on kids today.

When the meal was over, everyone rose and went to their respective rooms, except Leah. She followed Severus toward the dungeons trying to get him to talk to her. Finally, at the top of the stairs she grabbed his upper arm and spun him toward her. “Look, Snape, you need to get over this little snit you’re in! I don’t know what your fucking problem is, but it lies with you.” She narrowed her eyes at the scowling man. “You’re acting like a child.”

Leah did not expect his angry outburst as he used his superior height to his advantage and backed the young woman up against the far wall. “I don’t know who died and made you goddess of Hogwarts, but your attitude is starting to exasperate me. You waltz in here as if you own the place and start seducing the only reputable men in this castle who are under the age of one hundred! You assault me, and then you manage to get yourself marked by one of the most unpredictable and violent magical creatures known to wizard-kind! And you want to know what could possibly have me in a snit, as you call it. Could it be that trouble follows you? You’re worse than Potter ever thought of being! At least when he gets into some life threatening situation, he has enough sense to know that his life is in danger!”

By this time, Severus was seething with anger and he’d begun to yell. His chest heaved as he struggled to regain control of his emotions. Leah stood there pressed against the wall, wide-eyed but not scared, well, not really. Once he started his tirade, she simply clamped her mouth shut and let him get everything out. Once his breathing evened out a little he began again, this time is voice was low and velvety. “I honestly could care less what happens to you while you are here, but I will not let you get me in another situation such as the one we found ourselves in with Lucius. It could have been fatal for us both.”

The intensity of Severus’ gaze did not go unnoticed by Leah. She cast her eyes down and spoke in a low whisper. “I…apologize, Severus. Since this whole fucking bond thing, I’ve wanted nothing more than to have a few hours alone with you to find out about my kindred.”

As she finished, she placed her palm over his heart. “My totem took me to her brother, your totem and that has never happened to me before. Our similarities outweigh our differences more than either of us is willing to admit.” Leah looked into his eyes and they still held the same intensity, only there was a fire there that was absent before.

“Promise me that we’ll talk about it. I want to know more about another lone wolf who’s got to search for a new pack.”

He nodded curtly and turned toward the dungeons. The dramatic flair of the action was lost because he was wearing muggle clothes and no robe. Leah turned and started back to her room. “Men are so easy,” she said to herself with a smirk on her face.

Two weeks passed and Remus had not been seen in the castle. Leah kept inquiring from Dumbledore as to where he was, and all the old man would tell her was that he was on a mission. Two days later, Leah was in the astronomy tower gazing out across the serene grounds of the school when she noticed someone walking onto the grounds. She watched the figure as it came closer to the castle and she squealed with delight when he finally got close enough for her to realize who it was.

She ran down the steps of the tower and through the castle, not bothering to acknowledge the portraits who were telling her to slow down. She met Remus as he rounded the corner of the corridor to Dumbledore’s office.

Leah launched herself into his arms and kissed both of his cheeks. “You’re back!” She exclaimed, grinning widely.

He was rather startled by her reaction, but smiled and hugged her before answering, “So I am.”

The young woman giggled and hugged him again. “It’s been a long two weeks without you to help break the monotony. I’m glad you made it back in one piece.”

He smiled again and ran his fingers through her hair. “It was nothing, really. Can we talk over supper? I’ve got to speak with Albus, and I’m not sure how long it will take.”

The young woman beamed. “Of course we can,” she said before kissing his cheek again.

At supper, Leah talked animatedly with the werewolf, and afterward, they went to her rooms for a drink. She curled up on the couch and leaned on his shoulder until he put his arm around her, and she found herself leaning against his wide expanse of chest. “You know,” she said after she took a sip of her wine, “I didn’t realize just how on edge I’ve been, Remy.”

He looked at her incredulously. “You have?”

“I have since you left. When I saw you walking across the grounds today, it was like every bit of stress and anxiety immediately dissipated. It’s the bond, isn’t it?”

He shook his head and replied, “More than likely it is. Did you get agitated or short-tempered while I was gone? Depressed? Lonely?”

“No, I didn’t get any of that. I just felt, I don’t know, off balance, I suppose. I spent one day in Severus’ herb garden, though, and that helped tremendously,” she finished with a smile.

Leah spent a lot of time with Remus for the next two weeks catching up and just enjoying his company. Soon, it was the night of the full moon and before the sun went down, she checked on Remus. She kissed his forehead and made him promise her that he’d be okay. He did the same with her when she found out that she was spending the evening in the potions lab with Severus.

She made her way down to the dungeons to find Severus standing over three cauldrons, each one simmering softly. She stood at the door watching him as he accurately measured and sliced ingredients, stirring them just so. Severus Snape was in his element. He looked relaxed and content and in a world all his own. Once he finished, she walked fully into the room. “You’re quite impressive when you’re brewing.”

He made a non-committed grunt in acknowledgment and began to prepare his next ingredient. Leah simply sat at the worktable and watched. He pulled off the dragon hide apron he wore and turned the heat down on the potions. “They need to simmer for six hours. Shall we have a drink?”

She agreed wholeheartedly and they walked back into his quarters. He handed her a tumbler of brandy and she sipped the liquid. “I’ve noticed you’re spending quite a bit of time with your werewolf.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, it’s that god damned bond. If I’m away from him for more than about twelve hours, I start to get all edgy and stressed out. I thoroughly enjoy his company, but the bond is rather tedious.”

“Yes, I can see the difficulty in throwing yourself at an attractive man,” he mocked sarcastically.

She laughed at his sarcasm. “That’s definitely not difficult, I assure you. It’s the whole bond…thing. Am I acting this way because of the bond or because I want to? That’s what’s tedious.”

Severus decided that he didn’t want to spend the remainder of the night discussing the wolf, so he changed the subject. “Tell me, you have a fairly vast knowledge of herbs from what I can see, but do you know much about harvesting them by the phases of the moon?”

“Believe it or not, I’m still learning about that. When I first began researching herbs, it was because of my chemistry classes. I found it fascinating that we could get certain drugs naturally when science insisted upon synthesizing them. It actually led to me doing a bit of research on my religious path and finding my way, so to speak. So it’s true that certain herbs and flowers have more magic when they are harvested in the correct phase of the moon?”

“It’s especially true in regards to potions ingredients. As a matter of fact, would you like to accompany me to a patch of moon flowers that I need to harvest this evening?”

She raised an eyebrow. “You don’t have any moon flowers in your garden behind number four, where are these?”

He gave her what could have been mistaken for a genuine smile. “They are actually in a clearing just inside the Hogwarts wards in the Forbidden Forest. They should be quite beautiful this time of the summer.”

“What do we need?” She asked.

“I’ll go get my leather bags and two sharp blades. That is all that we shall need.” He rose gracefully from his chair and walked back into his lab.

When he came back, he was carrying two black leather bags with a long shoulder strap and two knives with blades about two inches long. Leah got up and took a bag, draping it over her shoulder and put the small knife in the pocket on the side of the bag, as Snape did the same. He held out his elbow in a gentlemanly fashion, smirking to himself.

The duo made their way out to the forest and Leah followed him down a thickly overgrown path that suddenly opened to a small clearing. She gasped at the beauty of the thousands of large, open moon flower blooms growing on every tree trunk and branch in the meadow. Severus showed her what she needed to do to correctly harvest the delicate looking flowers, and she began her task. It did not take long for her to get lost in her work.

With her own thoughts wandering where they wanted to, Leah didn’t notice when Severus stalked up behind her. As she straightened up he snaked his arm around her mid-section and pulled her back into his chest. She made a small gasp at this action, but didn’t make any move to stop him. Then, he pushed her long hair over her left shoulder and whispered in a voice that could melt platinum, “I brought you out here because I have something special planned tonight.”

Leah shivered. The voice he used was a combination of everything she’d ever associated with the word ‘sexy’ in her life. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and he began kissing the exposed expanse of neck. She groaned. His lips felt undeniably good on her neck, and she didn’t want to do anything that would cause them to ever leave. But, as all things inevitably end, his devilish mouth found its way to her ear where he murmured, “Eximo induviae.”

Leah’s clothes immediately dissolved and she gasped again as the warm summer air drifted across her pale skin. “That’s a spell of my own devise,” Snape whispered silkily.

He turned her around and his lips caught hers in a searing kiss. He pulled both of her arms behind her back and caught her wrists in one of his large hands. Leah was incredibly turned on with the way he was handling her. He was gentle, yet his movements clearly said that he was in charge and he would not take no for an answer. When he broke the kiss, her mind was reeling. The things he did with his tongue should be illegal! He looked her in the eyes and smirked before he said, “Vinxi.”

Instantly, her wrists were bound with unseen ropes and she could not move them. He stepped back and admired the naked body of the young woman in front of him. Severus really hated that this lithe, supple creature had crossed him, but there was nothing he could do about how she would react to his revenge. He quickly transfigured a straight back chair out of an old log and forced her to sit in it. “That was another of my own personally invented spells. I do hope you like it, because once I get done, you will not have enjoyed yourself.”

He leered at her as he watched her expression morph from near ecstasy to the closest thing to fear he’d ever seen on her face. He pointed his wand at her and whispered in a voice that could make any woman’s temperature rise, “Delectatio contrecto. Well, you’ll enjoy the effects of that spell. I must add one more, though,” he sneered. “Perculsus.”

As he cast the last spell, a man easily as tall as Severus and twice as broad across the shoulders, sauntered up. “I see you have brought the entertainment tonight, Brother,” he commented.

Snape inclined his head and answered, “Aye, I did. We are just waiting on Mulciber and Malfoy. As soon as they arrive, I’ll leave you to your fun.”

When Severus mentioned leaving, Leah’s head snapped up and her eyes narrowed. “Leave?” She ground out through clenched teeth.

He stepped up to the young woman and ran a pale finger down her cheek. A very pleasurable sensation ran through her whole body at the touch. It felt almost as if his one finger caressed her whole body at once. Leah shivered and her nipples hardened. “Yes, my dear,” he whispered. “I’m going to leave you with my associates whilst I finish gathering the herbs I need.”

“Uh uh, no way! I may let you have your way with me, but I’m not letting any of these sick fuckers lay a hand on me! Let me go!” She began struggling against her magical bonds.

“I don’t think you are in any, ah, position to make demands. Rest assured that if you get back to the castle, you won’t be any worse for wear, physically at least.” He ran his finger down her neck this time and Leah moaned.

“What did you do to her, Severus? I’ve never known any of our entertainment to go from anger to ecstasy with a touch!” Mulciber asked.

Severus smirked at his question. “Delectatio contrecto, a spell to cause pleasurable sensations throughout the body with a touch. It’s one of my more ingenious spells, if I do say so myself. Ah, Lucius, Walden, so glad you could join us!”

Malfoy and McNair heard the last of the explanation to Mulciber. Leah looked up at the two new death eaters. Lucius Malfoy was dressed immaculately as always and Walden McNair wore simple black, cotton robes.

Lucius put his hand on Snape’s shoulder. “I see you still have possession of our little vixen.”

Anger welled up in Leah as the blonde man approached her. “Snape, I thought you said we were just inside the wards of Hogwarts. How’d they get in here?”

“Did I say inside? My sincerest apologies, I meant outside,” he sneered sarcastically at her. “Gentlemen, since you are all here, I do believe that the fun can begin. The only rule is no touching. If you do, you’ll find it to be a very…shocking experience.”

With that, Severus walked to the other edge of the clearing and began to idly cut the flowers. Malfoy approached the woman and rubbed his hardening length through his pants. “Such fire alight in your eyes. By the end of the night, I’m sure it will be gone.”

“Go fuck yourself, Malfoy. Oh wait, you can’t because you don’t have enough cock!” She spat.

He immediately grabbed his cane and brought it down hard on the top of her thighs. The moan the issued forth from her mouth was not the expected moan of pain, but one of pure pleasure. Lucius felt a jolt crash through is body and jumped back. “What the hell?”

Mulciber spoke up. “Pleasure spell on her and what appears to be a shocking spell directed toward us if we touch her.”

Lucius looked out across the clearing. “Severus you really are a kill joy! You do know that, don’t you?” He called out.

Snape did not even turn around; he merely waved his hand over his head in acknowledgement.

McNair watched the exchange and sauntered up to the young woman. “You are a fiery little hell cat, aren’t you? Well, I have something that all women want.”

Walden opened up the fly of his trousers and pulled his half hard cock out. He began to stroke himself and Leah laughed. “Are you sure all women aren’t scared of that?” She asked eyeing the extremely large dick in front of her face.

He raised an eyebrow and stopped fisting his prick. It still wasn’t fully hard and fell just a couple of inches above his knee cap. “You mean you wouldn’t go crazy over a cock this size?”

“I’m sorry, dude, but mares in the field would be scared of that! Sometimes, less is more, unless you’re talking about Minute Malfoy over there.”

McNair and Mulciber both exploded in gales of laughter. “You are full of fire little one, but we will remedy that tonight.”

Walden began to stroke himself again as he talked dirty to Leah. She rolled her eyes at him as he stroked himself closer to completion. Soon, Severus walked up behind her and ran his hand down the back of her neck. She moaned as her whole body sang in appreciation. As the dark man touched her, the other three got off on hearing her groans. In almost no time, Mulciber’s body was racing toward orgasm and when he came, he was standing in front of Leah. He spurted his seed all over her chest.

The young woman grimaced as the first man came. Before long, Lucius stepped up to her left and came all over her cheek and in her hair. With one last tap from his cane, he watched her body writhe as the pleasurable sensations she had been feeling crashed through her as the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.

Her orgasmic screams spurred McNair on and he came forcefully on her chin and in her lap. Leah whimpered in humiliation and looked around. The three death eaters were leering at her. Each of them were taunting her and calling her names, accusing her of getting off on their abuse. Severus stood behind her and smirked.

Angry red humiliation flared in her cheeks as the three men walked away. After they aparated, Severus levitated her chair to just inside the Hogwarts wards. He smirked at her before saying, “Revenge is indeed a dish best served cold, don’t you think? If you aren’t at the table for breakfast in the morning, I shall be back out to get you. Have no fear, nothing can harm you here.”

He traced his finger once more down her cheek, avoiding the drying sperm, and walked away. Half an hour later, Moony came running through the forest and stopped in front of his mate. Leah had been crying the whole time she’d been alone.

Moony sniffed his mate and became angry at the smell of three other men on her. She reeked of sex. He sniffed once more and turned his back, trotting back toward the castle. Somewhere inside, Leah felt something break. It ripped at her heart, and she began to wail. “Moony,” she cried out, “Please come back. It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it. I’d never do that to you!”

The young woman sobbed. She knew when he turned his back on her that he’d found her ‘behavior’ unbecoming. She was bonded no more.


A/N2: Meanings:
Eximo induviae: to remove clothing
Vinxi: to tie up or bind
Delectatio contrecto: pleasurable touch
Perculsus: shock