MUGGLE MAGIC

A|N: To all my wonderful readers, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your wonderful responses. Like I mentioned before this is my first try at fic writing and it does me good to know that it entertains someone. I do hope you enjoy this chapter as Cassidy learns to play naughty and Severus learns about Muggle Magic.

Again, everything that is related in anyway to the Harry Potter world is property of JKR, everything else is mine. No profits made here, just the priceless feeling of accomplishing a dream. All credit for songs and lyrics are mentioned. Lyrics within the fic are between ** .

Thank you to a wonderful beta reader, there are no express my gratitude.



CHAPTER 11

Can you keep a secret? Come on, ohhhh
These walls keep a secret That only we know
But how long can they keep it Cause we're two lovers who lose control
We're two shadows chasing rainbows Behind closed windows Behind closed doors

If walls could talk-oh They would say "I want you more"
They would say "Hey, never felt like this before"
And that you would always be the one for me
Just two people making memories Too good to tell
And these arms are never empty When we're lying where we fall
We're painting pictures, making magic Taking chances, Making love

If walls could talk-oh They would say "I want you more"
They would say "Hey, never felt like this before"
And that you would always be the one for me

If walls had eyes, my They would see the love inside
They would see me In your arms in ecstasy
And with every move they'd know I love you so

When I'm feeling weak, You give me wings
When the fire has no heat, You light it up again
When I hear no violins, You play my every string

So stop the press Hold the news The secret's safe between me and you Walls, can you keep a secret?
”If Walls could Talk” by Celine Dion

The weeks that followed were nothing but sheer happiness for me. For the first time, my favorite songs had true meaning and real sentiment. In my happiness I had taken to singing again, especially in my room as I thought of him, waited for him, feeling him just on the other side of the wall. My emotions poured out through my voice.
Severus Snape consumed my thoughts during the day and my body each night. On those occasions when I would see him before or after his class he would throw me hot steamy glares when he was sure no one was watching. Secrecy was his utmost concern as it would be rather scandalous for us if we were caught. I didn’t mind at all. The sneaking around, the telling glances, encounters in the dark reaches of the dungeons, all led to heightened experiences and voracious appetites. I wasn’t complaining one bit!
Dinners at the Great Hall now proved to be an erotic affair for us. The man did things with his food that made me squirm with need; stroking the stem of his goblet, dipping his finger in his wine and swirling it, making little noises of relish while he was eating; all done discreetly. He had taken to seducing me right there in front of the other teachers and the students no less! Well two can play at that game, I decided.

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I scanned the group of second years presently in my potions classroom, Gryffindor and Slytherin. My dark eyes immediately sought out Harry Potter. I didn’t even have to try, the automatic sneer instantly pulled at my mouth. I was just about to issue a biting remark when a timid knock at the door took the words from my mouth.

“Yes… yes, come in,” I bellowed already aggravated at the interruption. A fourth year Hufflepuff prefect entered, the boy obviously trembling in fright. Perfect I thought as I smiled at him malevolently.

“Well? Are you going to just stand there?”

The boy held out a bit of parchment. But I continued glaring at him as he went from extremely flushed to a bloodless white in under 8 seconds.

Snatching up the missive I scanned it, wrote out a brief reply and passed it back to the waiting student who dashed out the door so quickly I didn’t have a chance to say anything further. Taking the delivered parchment I slipped it into my robe pocket when I suddenly felt another bit of paper…odd I thought. Pulling out the other note it read,

“If you’ll be nice, I’ll be naughty! Till tonight– CR”

Well. How intriguing. I began wondering just how naughty she was willing to be.

Thoughts of Cassidy naked and writhing in pleasure under me, on top of me, next to me filled my thoughts and stirred my own desire. She was asking a lot here – she had better be naughty, yes… very naughty indeed and I felt my lips curled up again this time in anticipation. Thank the gods it’s Friday. Inhaling deeply, I couldn’t help my eyes as they slid closed as the faint traces of her perfume from the note seemed to caress my face and I smiled for just a moment when suddenly, I sensed the student’s eyes on him.

Hurriedly I stuffed the paper back into my robes and searched the room. I was only met by one pair of eyes, wide and shocked. My own narrowed as I gave one of my most menacing glares.

“Well? Miss Granger?” I spat. “Are you finished with your potion?” She shook her head. “Then I suggest you concentrate on your work.”

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I had just finished speaking to Jessica through the floo when Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville dashed into my office, all of them wide eyed with shock. I flew from behind my desk, “What is it? What happened?”

I looked at each face, all of them too stunned to speak. I walked to my door and peered out at the students leaving their Potions class. All of the Gryffindor students looked alike, wide eyed and bewildered. The Slytherins, however, looked confused and just a bit wary. I did not see Severus.

Turning back to the gathered students in my office I saw that none had moved since their arrival. “What’s going on? Ok, now you are all scaring me. Should I call for Madame Pomfrey?”

“It’s the professor,” Neville muttered and my heart leapt in alarm.

“What about the professor? It is Snape you are talking about, right?”

Hermione nodded, but said nothing further. This was a very odd thing indeed. I was getting frustrated. Something had obviously shocked them to this state. But before I could delve into their minds,

“He’s gone mental,” Ron ventured.

“More like strange,” corrected Hermione.

“Creepy,” was all Harry could say.

“What are you all talking about? What do you mean, ‘mental, strange and creepy’ what!” I was getting exasperated.

“Snape didn’t pick on Harry today – or Neville for that matter,” Ron piped up.

“Yeah and he didn’t deduct points from us… for anything!” Harry said astounded.

“We think he may be sick,” whispered Neville.

“I don’t think so because I caught him smiling,” Hermione shuddered as she spoke. “Have you ever seen him smile?! It’s positively un-nerving.”

My lips quirked knowingly, “And what do you suppose caused this reaction in the Potions Master?”

“I’ll bet it was whatever was written in that piece of paper,” Hermione concluded.

So, he read it, and I smirked at the reaction it invoked in him. Hermione caught him smiling, no points were deducted from Gryffindor and he kept his tongue with Harry and Neville. He was playing nice which means he will expect me to play naughty. Well!

As the foursome continued in their deductions about the dour Potions Master’s behavior, my mind spun with thoughts of naughty delights I could ply him with.

I’ll have to call Jessica back and get a few things.

Making a mental list of the possibilities I forgot about the children in the room until I snapped out of it just in time to laughingly reply, “I’ll look into it,” when they asked me to check in on his mental health.

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Jessica stumbled out off the fireplace later that evening bearing parcels.

“Cassidy Rain Melrose, you owe me! You owe me big!”

I laughed as I helped her to dust off the ash on her cloak. “I know, I know Jess. Thanks for doing this.” I made a big play of throwing my arms around her and kissing her cheek. “My best friend in the world! Have I told you ‘thank you’ for putting me onto this job – no? Thank you!” I squealed as I grabbed her hands and spun her around.

Jessica feigned surprise, “Oh really? And weren’t you the one complaining a few months ago when Charlie and I put you on to it?”

“Yes but that was before…” blushing, I girlishly turned away and opened the door to the sitting room. Jessica followed me in and as I turned back to her I just couldn’t look her in the eye. She on the other hand stared at me calculatingly; moments later she gasped loudly,

“You did it! Oh good heavens, you slept with him!”

“Er… well, yes we did sleep too,” I laughed sheepishly.

“Oh come off, you know what I mean. You had sex! You had sex with Professor Snape!” Her face contorted a moment, “Ugh…You had sex with my Potions teacher.”

“Hey… hey now!” I reproached her, “None of that. He’s your ex-Potions teacher and he happens to be a very good lover.”

Jessica scoffed jokingly, “Really? Compared to whom?”

At my hurt _expression she let up, “Alright, alright, I’m sorry. It’s just that – it’s Snape!”

“Well I don’t understand why everyone is like that with him,” I snapped. “He’s been through a lot you know; it hasn’t been easy for him at all.”

“Oh I know Cass,” she began placatingly. “I’ve heard the rumors about his days at Hogwarts while I was here and I sympathize. It’s just that, I knew that you were waiting for the right person before taking this kind of step. Can I assume that he is the one you were waiting for?”

I sighed, “Oh Jess, he is the one. Remember how you knew that Charlie was the one? All those things you told me about how you felt, the longing, the need and the way it was when you consummated your relationship?” I cocked my eyebrows, “I feel that, all of it.” I smiled at the verbal revelation, the wonder in my voice. “The power of it, the magic Jess, it’s all there.”

And though I grinned like an idiot, Jessica’s face still held doubt. “I’m glad, Cass, that you’ve experienced the magic of it at last, but I can’t still help but doubt that Snape is the right person for you. There’s just too much in his past and too many possible hazards in his present to make me comfortable with it.”

I turned away. She was right about that; there were elements of his past and his present that could cause me anguish. In my eyes there were only stolen moments and a plausible future. At my crestfallen _expression Jessica added quickly,

“Nevertheless, I trust and respect your judgment. Now, about these parcels!” She laughed again, lifting the mood, “Just what are the two of you doing with each other?” she demanded slyly.

I smiled wistfully as I walked to the doors of my balcony. The chill of the late November air pounded on the other side of the glass frosting my warm breath and I smiled again, this time at the memory, “We fly.”

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That night after dinner Severus had a meeting with Professor Sprout. I didn’t mind that one bit as it gave me time to… well… prepare. However before leaving him at the entrance to the dungeons I whispered, “Join me after.” And I could swear his lips quirked again. Perfect.

As I busied myself in my rooms I recalled a moment I had with Jessica that evening. As we strolled the corridors of Hogwarts I admitted my true feelings for Severus. I told her about the love I felt every time I looked at him, every time I touched him; how it grew with every day that passed.

I told her of the connection he had with a woman from his past, a connection that was very much alive even though she was dead. Of his hardened heart being the result of his past torments and the ghost of his chief tormentor who still walked the halls in the face of his son.

I told her of my decision to love him without expecting anything in return, to give him my all, my complete devotion and to disregard my own yearning to be loved.

“How could you settle for a life like that?” Jessica asked, shocked at my statement. “How could you not want it in return? If you do this Cassidy, if you think this will work then you are a fool.” She sighed wearily, “A life like that is no kind of existence Cass. I guarantee that you will eventually want love.”

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I made a mental note; never purposely get into a conversation with Pomona Sprout about fluxweeds. Though the meeting lasted some 20 minutes It felt like 20 hours. I rushed down to the dungeons with one thought and only one thought in my mind. What is Cassidy up to? Though I prided myself on not being easily shocked or surprised I had to admit the anticipation was quite arousing.

I entered Cassidy’s office and warded the door behind me. Making haste to the bookshelf; I quickly muttered the password and stepped into the sitting room, another 2 seconds later I was in her bedroom and my jaw went slack at the sight.

Clusters of candles littered the room along with blood-red rose petals on the floor, on the nightstand, on the shelves and the mantle. My eyes were drawn to the bed, which was covered in dark red velvet; the pillows piled high against the headboard. ‘Well well well… doctor, you have planned’ I thought smirking,

“You promised me naughty Cassidy, and that’s what I’m expecting” I murmured playfully into the room.

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Standing in the dark shadows of the room, I asked softly, “Were you nice today?” and he turned at the sound of my voice.

“I daresay the students were beyond shocked, some actually looked traumatized,” he drawled. His eyes pierced the dark corner where I was standing. “I have never been that lax with students before so yes, I believe I was nice. This will never happen again Cassidy so don’t expect it. And now my reward,” he demanded.

I willfully kept him waiting. The soft fire in the hearth warmed the room to a balmy temperature causing him to strip off his robes. “Very well Severus, you deserve your reward but there are rules you must follow. If you don’t,” and I paused dramatically, “you will be very sorry.”

By the looks of him he liked the way the conversation was going, his lips curled again and his right eyebrow rose, “Will you – punish me if I disobey?”

“Yes,” I whispered silkily, “But not in the way you so obviously are hoping for.”

He groaned.

“Now, the rules – you will obey my every command.”

“That’s all?”

“And I will do all of the touching.”

“Very well Cassidy.”

“Good. Take your wand and place it on the nightstand and begin to get undressed.”

He stood there a moment just staring at me in the corner before he moved. His wand was deposited on the stand and his fingers were reaching for the buttons of his black frock coat. Fighting the urge to run to him and kiss him as he opened each and every button, I clenched my fists and stood my ground. One by one the buttons were opened but his eyes were still trained on the darkened corner where I stood.

Moments later a gloriously naked and aroused Severus Snape stood at the edge of my bed. “Good. Now, get on the bed…”

Surprisingly, he obeyed and I stepped out of the shadows. I was dressed in a simple black nightgown of lace and silk with a matching dressing robe over it and while his eyes devoured me he looked just a bit disappointed.

I laughed huskily,” You were expecting me to wear something naughty I know.” I rounded the bed to stand next to him, “But I don’t have to dress naughty to feel naughty.”

I ran my fingers just inches over his body, touching his glowing aura, and he sucked in his breath. “Besides,” I continued, “the last thing you will see is this impression of innocence, but your body… your body will feel the fire of my…” and I deliberately didn’t finish it. Let him think.

He was reaching for me but I stepped away from his hand, “Uh-uh-uh… you cannot touch me, rules remember.”

He groaned again, “Then touch me.”

I smiled impishly,

“No.”

Slipping off the robe, I let him feast on the sight of me in the filmy gown and the fire in his eyes flared.

“Now, close your eyes.” He did, almost too willingly, and I slipped on a silken blindfold. “Hold out your hands. “ He did and it was obvious the bastard was enjoying every moment of it. As I bound his proffered hands I had to command myself, Patience Cassidy, you’ll wipe the smile off of his face soon enough. I tied his hands to the headboard.

“Do you like my little game Severus?” I prodded softly.

“It has promise,” he said, mockingly lazily.

Well, if he wants it to be like that. I padded over to the bathroom to retrieve some of the goodies I had in mind and quietly laid them out on the nightstand. Every thing was set, perfect. Walking over to my player I popped in the CD Jessica compiled for me. Soon the room was filled with sound.

“Ugh, not that muggle nonsense,” he complained. “You’re spoiling it Cassidy.”

*Don’t you know that when you touch me baby that it's torture*

I sang, my lips just a whisper away from his own.

*Brush up against me I get chills all down my spine*

And I moved, slowly down to his chest, the vibrations of my voice, the pulse of the words, the beating of my breath on his skin, and oh I could see the instant change in his body. This was affecting him like nothing he had ever known before and I smiled. Without touching him I continued,

*When you talk to me it's painful
you don't know what you do to this heart of mine,
Don’t make this one dimensional
the way I feel is sexual; the way I feel is sexual
it can't be intellectual*

I blew into his navel and his stomach muscles clenched.

*The way I feel is sexual; the way I feel is sexual
when you're next to me*

I continued on my journey lower and lower till my mouth was just a breath away from his swelling manhood. I chanced a glance up at him and saw his breathing had become hitched, his hands were clenched, his knuckles shone white. I grinned.

*I confess I watch your mouth move baby when you're speaking
study your body when you walk out of the room
you'll see how much you value my friendship
but I want you addicted to my perfume,*

He cried out as the pulse of my words beat on his sensitive tip.

*Baby talk to me and let me kiss you
let me show you the things I can do for you,*

(Excerpt taken from “Sexual” by Amber)

Oh yes I thought, this is working better than I imagined it. He was practically shaking with need. I had an idea and I smirked at the thought. After blowing softly on his proud member, I made my way back up to his lips where I blew again teasing him with swirling streams of hot air from my mouth. I silently stepped away and looked down at him. The moments ticked.

“Cass?” he said his voice rough, husky and breathless. “Where are you, Cass?”

I leaned down swiftly and kissed the tip of his erection with icy cold lips.

“AHHHHHH!!!!!” he screamed and then spat, “Witch, you’ll kill me!”

I giggled and replaced the ice cube in the bowl.

I asked again seductively, “Do you like my little game Severus?”

He pursed his lips and refused to answer. Very well, stage two.

Still not allowing any other part of me touch him, I flicked my tongue on his tight lips then continued to press wet kisses along his shoulders. Trailing the tip of my tongue to his nipples, I sucked and then pulled each one gently with my teeth till he gasped. Taking another ice chip in my mouth, I held it inches over his swollen bud until cold water dripped down on it causing him to cry out and arc his back in shock.

Quickly I sipped some hot tea from the cup on the nightstand and laved the tortured bud again and he yelled at the unexpected contrast of cold and hot. Again and again I implemented the ice and the heat of the tea on his skin and I have to say that the results were impressive. He was writhing on the bed in utter need.

Smirking at the impassioned fever he had reached I sipped at my tea again, warming my mouth to scorching and this time took him into my mouth as deeply as I could. Working on his staff with my mouth and hands, I stroked, kissed, nipped, and licked until he almost reached his peak. I withdrew for a few moments, allowing him the chance to come under control, and then sucked on him again, pushing him to climax again and again until,

“Please Cass,” he gasped, his voiced strained. “I can’t… can’t…” he muttered breathlessly, “I need you now Cass… now.”

“Do you like the game Sev?” I asked again.

“Yes, by the gods yes!” he exclaimed fiercely.

Perfect. Well, now he deserved a little reward so I stripped off the nightdress and climbed up onto the bed. For the first time that night I kissed him fully on the lips and I moaned into his mouth as he responded voraciously. Straddling him, his member deep inside me, I began by squeezing my inner muscles around his straining erection while slowly gliding up and down until he begged.

Pumping myself on him now I maintained a slow pace even though I knew he wanted to careen into his climax. The music on the player had slowed into a sultry set. “Make a Wish” by Conjure One, was just the thing to keep it deliberate and slow.

*Tomorrow I will have no shame
And I will start again
Make a wish
Tell me have you ever felt alone like this*

I leaned over him and gently tugged the blindfold from his face. I looked into his eyes and was met by an inferno. I moaned as he whispered my name and I licked at his lips, his delicious lips, so used to sneering and twisting were now parted and dry with his rapid breathing.

*I took off my shoes
I took off my face
And then I undid the buttons on my dress
(I will start again)

Make a wish
You can close your eyes it's over now
Tell me have you ever been exposed like this
(You can look into your mind)
Baby, baby, baby
Feels like a kiss
(You can close your eyes and start again)
I bet you never thought that I could feel like this
Make a wish*

Slowly I continued to stroke his enflamed member, prolonging his climax, until it was too much to bear for the both of us and we screamed at the intensity and power of it.

After a few heart stopping moments, Severus asked, “What the hell was that?”

I rose up from his chest and gazed at him. He had a noticeably satiated _expression, and I stifled a giggle and calmly questioned, “Didn’t you like that?”

“I daresay I have never experienced anything quite like that.”

My lips quirked, “Really?”

“Mmm… Wizards usually use potions to enhance their sex life but there were no potions here, or were there? What did you use Cassidy?”

I climbed up to meet his lips and whispered, “Muggle Magic” against them before I kissed him hungrily.

“Cass? he muttered while I continued to nibble on his lower lip

“Mmm?”

“You haven’t untied me yet.”

I sighed, “I know.”

“Well?”

“Mmm? I kissed his nose.

“Will you untie me?” He was using his stern tone and I loved it.

“No,” I replied innocently as I resumed my worship of his face.

“Oh? And why not?”

“Because I’m not finished with you yet.”




A|N: I hope you liked that. I had a lit of fun writing this, it’s not everyday one gets to “undo” the Potions Master isn’t it. But I wanted you all to know that the story is about to step into some serious territory now, things are going to change. Let’s see how Cassidy and Severus handle it.