A House Homecoming for All

\"Don\'t you wave that thing at me!\" Lucius rolled his eyes and turned around briefly to zip up his pants without the scrutinizing glare of one, \"tortured\" Jessica.

\"Heaven\'s sake, it\'s just a representation of-\"

\"I don\'t bloody care what it was suppose to symbolise - it\'s only too right you should be pulling more copious amounts of dangerous weaponry out of your trousers after what you made me... gag upon,\" Jessica\'s voice petered off into te dank corridor of her \"chambers\" and the relatively less obtrusive catacombs of the manor. Breathing a sigh of relief to hae the implict reminder of her garish stay at the manor veiled at least for the time being, Jessica took her attention from the giant splintered crucifix, the spatterings of her own blood still vividly present and laid it on the page in front of her, now stained a very apropriate pallor of green upon the cleached parchment.

\"Oh, I didn\'t hurt you too badly-\"

\"That doesn\'t matter! You still scared me half to death and made both Severus and I believe you were out to kill me!\"
Lucius cocked his head quizzically and sat down in a modestly adorned chair for once which was absolutely a peasant\'s bench in comparison to the collection of custom decor presently strewn about the dungeons as discards from some accomplished sculptor.

Jessica gave a deep groan and ran a finger down one of the cellar\'s walls, \"You could\'ve...\"
But Jessica couldn\'t very well think of another plan of action which might\'ve portended a contingueny contrasting the one she now faced; now she\'d been exposed to the true depth and grace of the goingson beneath her very nose; one in which is Dumbledore was worth any of his supposed salt, could\'ve desiphered keenly months before their arrival, but instead, had chosen to ignore the adhesive guilt now running freely.

Lucius turned accusingly toward Snape who in turn scowled and crossed his arms as a familiar gesture of resolve.
\"You could\'ve used your superior noggin, Sna-\"

\"If you would be so kind to examine what evidence I had to process and rightly piece toge-\"

\"Oh come on! How obvious could it get, you bloody-\"

\"Oh very nice - resorting to your more limited vocabulary yet again, you sychophant stumbling-\"

\"At least I\'m not pretending to have all my faculties, you smarmy bast-\"

\"And what are you suggesting exact-\"

\"Shut up!\"

Lucius and Snape jumped at the intercepting command and gave one last passionate glare at one another before their arbiter, exemplefying their vagrant cozening over the past few days.

\"With you two, I might as well compose an abridgement of these events, excluding all circumstantial bickering and superfluous needling of the male ego along the way!\" Jessica hurled another glower at Snape before he turned away begrudingly from his playmate and sat down once more, bequeathing his mistress a timid smile only to recieve an impassive snort.
Lucius visibly gloated over the proceedings and plucked himself up like some aristocratic starfish of snobbery.

\"Carry on, Lucius - I AM actually recording all of this!\" Jessica added cheerily, holding up a green quill which she immediately sucked in her mouth and thought into with a rapturous gleam in her eye, nearly bordering on orgasmic. Snape casually glanced over to what she was \"writing\" in perfect textbook script which would in any other circumstance when actual handling would\'ve been needed, been angular and miniscule.

\"I don\'t think those quills are good for you, you know; you\'ll get a headache... and they\'re making you tell lies by the look on his face,\" Lucius drawled and resumed his place behind a small table in which he was previously pointing at various diagrams of locations and happennings in succession.

Jessica pilled the quill out of her mouth insouciantly with a faint \"pop,\" making Snape\'s thigh give an involuntary twitch.

\"I\'m merely livening up the history of the Dark Lord\'s endless trilogy of foppery,\" Snape smirked and Jessica gave an erotic growl between chortles whilst Lucius nearly fell over from the perverse saccharinity of it all.

\"Right, well, since you put it so aptly, I\'ll continue, shall I?\" Lucius queried, pouring himself another glass of wine before demonstrating how he could\'ve abducted Jessica so easily and in a matter of minutes and devise an inpenetrable defence charm to prevent any subsequent recue apparation; both Snape and Jessica were impressed.

\"Such forgery and deception - even more than usual, Lucius... and here I thought you\'d given up and returned to the dark side...\" Snape whistled and crossed his legs comfortably, Jessica\'s eyes lingering along the inseam of his now freshly exposed button up trousers longingly.

To this, Lucius gave a great chuckle and sat down with a deafened thud upon the pine desk, allowing his legs to hang langorously, suspended off of the edge.
\"Now, where\'s the fun in that exactly?\" he warbled and cast sideglance to a busily formatting Jessica who was now rapidly spellchecking her work. Suddenly, she spat out the quill with a shudder and wiped her mouth with assiduous obsession until her mouth was bone dry.

Snape stared on aghast, not sure of what exactly was the proper loverly thing to do, and Lucius simply looked on detached with a strange combination of fascination and disgust etched across his normally sanguine complexion.
\"What the bloody hell!\" Jessica stuck out her tongue and tried to brush it ridiculously with her fingers, inexorably conducting more heat energy for new parasidic dezidens to hatch upon and create a colony.

All at once, the inevitable dawned upon both of Snape\'s and Lucius\' compressed and fractured prophesies; Snape was the first to act.
Shoving her as firmly as he could to still guarentee her proper range of motion at a later date, and maneuovred her into the hall where he proceeded to cast several deep cleansing charms upon her head; they were so lucky as to have apparated just before a thunderous apprasial sounded the sky, alluding to a far more sickening gesture soon to follow through in Lucius\' domain.

Subdued, but never dormant, Jessica struggled to her feet after Snape had pinned her to the ground forcefully (she liked it rough as much as the next girl, but please) and practically shoved his wand down her throat whilst chanting some litanous phrase in latin she\'d not yet been introduced to.

\"Quit it, Severus, you\'re hurting me!\" Jesica coughed and spluttered about, holding her chest protectively, but at the same time managing to expel whatever it was that had obtrusively breeched her windpipe. The dissolute captions resting on their laurels in Snape\'s brain seemed to interpret a sign of weakness from the assertive, dominant female as a sign to promote their own worth and he lunged upon her, tackling Jess down to the grounds overlooking Hagrid\'s cabin yet again.

\"Severus!\" she squealed and clawed at his velvety clad Snape-cloth, smelling of asphodel, elder berries and some mafic mineral used in the pestal and mortar. Having no mercy left to disperse or any scrofulous means to expiate, Snape completely covered Jessica\'s twitching form with his sheer size, weighing down upon her heavily.

\"You must listen now,\" he breathed and placed a restrained peck upon her forehead as he\'d come to know it was a reliable allaying tactic to whatever plagued her ever agitated mind, floundering in its voluminous activity.

\"The Dark Lord has set ou poi poison you through your own mind; it is a very ancient curse and one that is difficult to reverse, if not fatal in its procedure to begin with.\"
Jessica\'s eyes knowingly shone with an emerald and sable glistening wet; she ceased her movements and clung to her protective man-shield in a semi-plutonic manner, albeit occasionally dipping her carefully orchestrated grip under the pretense of a sudden interest in surtorial endeavors to give his bum a pinch.

Inhaling in a few shaky breaths, dreading her noraml verbal example of her innate ability to presage her own mortal failure, Jessica held Snape\'s head against the side of her neck and whispered into his mouth.

\"Do you think I\'m going to be forced to submit?\" she didn\'t acutally want to say it, and he knew she never would, so he merely bit her earlobe and didn\'t answer. Jessica\'s face tensed and contorted into a forced parody of good humor, the sun\'s shadow just kissing the outer edge of the jawline serenely.

Snape reached his hand from around her middle up to her cheek and dapped at the accumulated tears with the pad of his thumb reverently; then, bringing the digit to his mouth and licking the small essence of a descendent of evil, what would most likely end up to be his lifemate was she to see the day after, and smiled nostalgically. Jessica hiccupped and pressed her nose beneath his chin in a tender nuzzle, ushering him to regale her with some witty aphorism or at least a euphanism for the time\'s evil break to continue into strained limbo.

\"Tell me something I\'ll remember then,\" she whispered and bit gently at his adam\'s apple, her teeth just barely grazing the flesh, but suckling on the skin tantilizingly.

\"Before I met you, I fancied myself a wet, green scaled, lurid fish. Then you brought to my attention that I\'m still able to breathe and dive and hunt brilliantly... and yet, never to be caught - forever to swim about aimlessly in the pit of self-deprecating sludge refracted from rejection; I didn\'t think it for a minute, Jessica.\"

Jessica broke into a fit of giggles which inevitably evolved into sardonic guffaws accompanied by several knee-slaps once Snape had demonstrated the famed English courtesy of removing one\'s person from another in the midst of hyperventilation. Once she\'d calmed down a bit, she lay sprawled upon his legs with the most permanently mezmerizing grin Snape had ever been witness to.

\"Not a yellow, red, or blue scaled one, but a Slytherin through and through,\" suddenly, all colour fled from her flushed cheeks and she wrapped her arms around her knees comfortingly.
\"I\'m not his daughter, nor will I be an accessory to his compulsory incestuous rituals, Severus,\" Jessica sniffed and rocked back and forth in a multitude of mental conpulsions, her hair blurring the profile of her face so that all the appeared to be left of her was a tawny orb and limbs clasped in submission; ironically enough, it was the antithesis of what she wanted to convey.

\"I know, love,\" Snape said as genuinely as he could under the circumstances. Chances are, Lucius would be killed within the hour and they would be hunted down into total subjugation until all he would remember before the impenetrable gloom and defilement awaiting him, would be the cries and proverbial steadfast mantra emanating from her lips in anything but poetry.

What still amazed her was the containment and the reigning in of his extraordinary batallion of emotions continuously coursing through those detrimental veins, key to her well being; she was aware that he was the last option and the most reliable as he loved her. His vellum aid had been prndednded during their second swaray in his chambers when he could no longer estrange himself from the ostensible derailment of a long time friend; he would\'ve declined any comiseration with the angelic demon if all was just as it seemed. And for that, for all of him, she loved him in return - perhaps she would even more in death.

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Lucius was shiverring; he couldn\'t rightly remember the last time he had shiverred but he was reliving the awfully foreboding sensations it provoked deep in the basin of one\'s stomach. The roof of the greenhouse had been ripped from its hinges and he was literally swamped in his own shrubbery - a fine way for such an elegant plebesite to go down. Before he detatchedly observed the black clad mass overtake his property complete with a backdrop of lightening and the lurid scent of brimstone brimming the coolest of the semi-airid win, he observed a new shadow in the Dark Lord\'s most regular crowd of henchmen - the face of a girl in the shape of a monster.