Ravenrin & Slytherclaw

RAVENRIN & SLYTHERCLAW- Chapter 14

With the impending O.W.L.’s and N.E.W.T.’s on the horizon, Argenta decided that Hogwarts should host a foam party in the Prefect’s Bathroom, with thanks to Honeysuckle giving her access to the new password, which had to be changed after the Peeves incident. Invites were passed out to only a select of Hogwarts boys and girls in 7th year as well as select Durmstrang boys, telling them when and where and what to wear- swimwear optional!! On the night of the foam party Argenta and Honeysuckle made their way to the bathroom, whispering the password; ‘Squeaky Clean’, and entering the cavernous room, filled the tub with the thick, body weight taking foam and allowed it to overflow. Soon the invited guests flowed through the door to find both Honeysuckle and Argenta stark naked, frolicking in the foam.
“Come in! Enjoy yourselves!,” cried Argenta as she threw some of the foam at Honeysuckle. The party was in full swing when a loud pounding was heard on the door. Argenta sauntered over and opened it to show the waiting Severus a full frontal view of herself with foam coving her in very strategic places.
“Miss Emmanuelle!,” stammered Severus, flushing at the sight of his lover covered in foam. He managed to quickly regain his composure before yelling into the room.
“STUDENTS TO YOUR DORMS NOW!!”
“Really?,” Argenta drolled and challenged, staring at him. Severus turned heel and stormed off, leaving Mr. Filch still in his stunned state, staring at the sight of a naked pupil in front of him.
“Do you mind?,” Argenta cried before she slammed the door shut. Bemused faces now grinned at the way Argenta had managed to get rid of not only Snape, but Filch too, so easily. An orgy of writhing bodies soon ensured and the party continued through the night and into the dawn.
Severus meanwhile was nursing a tumbler, now half full of the amber Firewhiskey and at least half a bottle residing on his desk.
‘So she wants to play games and have everything her own way. I’m sure I can turn her off of her need for men- no boys her own age,’ he mused darkly as the bottle emptied and only a single glass full of the alcohol remained. As the sun rose on the Sunday morning, small groups of people slipped out of the Prefect’s Bathroom, watched by Severus who was hidden away in a nearby doorway waiting for Argenta to emerge. He watched everyone including Honeysuckle leave but no Argenta. Once the very last person he saw had been gone for around 5 minutes, he quietly entered the bathroom using the password to find his quarry languishing in the now water and bubble filled bath, laying on her back in a star shaped form. The corner of Severus’ mouth curled slightly into the beginnings of a smile as he found his-self a seat where he could watch her. She still hadn’t noticed that he had come into the room, so he silently cast wards on the walls and door, just so that they could be completely alone. Argenta had heard the hushed whispers but thought it was the pipe works settling from the strain they had been under after flowing all that earlier foam continuously into the room. Little did she know that Severus was now unbuttoning his shirt and trousers just meters from her. He carefully folded his clothes once he had taken them all off, placed them on the seat he had been sat on and grabbed a handful of fluffy towels before walking to the edge of the bath. He placed the towels by the side, with in reaching distance and slowly and silently inched his now very aroused body into the rose smelling water, which was still quite warm. He made his way to Argenta’s parted legs and stroked his tongue over her clit, making her start, which caused her to splash and splutter at the mouthful of water she had just swallowed in shock.
“I’m sorry,” Severus whispered as he waded closer to her.
“What are you doing in here? Don’t the teachers have their own bathroom?”
“Yes we do. But the splendid sight you showed me earlier had driven me to near insanity last night. Ever since we started this charade, my thoughts have not been my own. Thoughts of your body mingled with mine have seen me through the arduous task of teaching the dunderheads of the younger years, especially the 4th years. The days of our ‘detentions’ were the most helpful as I knew at the end of the day, I would be seeing you,” he splurted out, his thoughts tumbling out of his mouth without evaluating what he was going to say.
“What are you saying? You want us to stop? Is that why you’re here?,” Argenta asked, hurt in her voice, which she hated to hear in herself.
“No, if anything, I’m here for just the opposite. I think we need each other just as badly Argenta.”
‘Wow, when did his feelings change towards me?,’ wondered Argenta as she closed the gap between them, reaching out to him, feeling the need within herself, the one that he had mentioned, the one that they shared. Her hands snaked around his neck and crept into his hair, stroking and pulling it as they shared a long and passionate kiss. Her legs swung around his waist, so that he was supporting her in the water and from her new position, Argenta could ‘feel’ the need in Severus all too clearly. Very slowly he pushed into her walking to the edge of the bath so he could lean her against the side. As they reached it, Argenta’s arms stretched out and held onto the side as Severus drove his sex deeper into hers. Water splashed all around them, up the two writhing bodies, coating Argenta’s tender breasts with a frothy foam-like texture. Severus lowered his head, captured one of her erect nipples and mercilessly teased it till it pained her. Their pace quickened as the temperature of the water surrounding them dropped. They climaxed together, holding onto each other and the side of the bath to stop themselves from sinking into the now chilled water. Severus pulled out of her and pulled the plug, holding onto Argenta until the water had lowered enough for him to wrap one of the towels he had put at the side of the bath around her protectively. He then helped her climb out of the now empty and slippy tub and followed her as he wrapped a towel around his-self. He rubbed her dry as he placed tender kisses on her forehead, cheeks, nose and lips. Once they were both dry, they dresses and after one final kiss exited the bathroom separately.
Argenta headed to her Common Room but before she could reach it, she was stopped by the pounding footfalls and shouts of Serena and Latisha.
“There you are! We’ve been searching the whole castle for you! This came for you this morning,” Serena stammered as she handed over a letter whilst bent down, one hand on her knee as she tried to catch her breath back. Argenta snatched the letter from her dorm mates outstretched hand and tore it open. It was from her father. The news in the letter was that of a sad nature and caused Argenta to run all the way to the Ravenclaw Common Room and barge into it. She quickly found Honeysuckle tucked up in the corner snug by the window reading a book, which she quickly put down once she saw her friend’s distraught face.
“What’s wrong sweetie?”
“Read.. this,” Argenta said through the thickness of unshed and held back tears as she handed Honeysuckle the letter. She read in silence and once she finished she pulled her now very tear stained friend into a big hug and hushed her as tears flowed between them. The letter contained the news that Argenta’s only remaining paternal grandfather had finally succumbed to wizarding old age at the grand age of 123 and had died in his sleep during the night.
“Just be glad it wasn’t a painful death sweetie. He passed peacefully at home. It’s where he would have wanted to be when the time came,” Honeysuckle said, trying to comfort her upset and grieving friend. Honeysuckle had only met Grandpa Zac only twice but remembered him as a warm and quite funny man for his age, one who was loved by all that knew him. Nobody in the Ravenclaw Common Room said anything to the two girls as they could see and hear what was wrong.
“Let’s get some fresh air,” Honeysuckle suggested as she pulled Argenta up from her seat by the window and dragged her to their spot. Here they spent most of the rest of the day until dinner, forgoing lunch, talking about Grandpa Zac and his unusual hobbies and habits, remembering the better of memories of him. The following morning in their Potions class, Severus noticed that the two usually high spirited pupils were deathly silent- the complete opposite to how they usually were and just got on with the work that had been set.
“Miss Emmanuelle, will you please stay behind a moment,” asked the professor as the lesson ended. Honeysuckle whispered that she would wait outside for her before leaving Argenta and Severus stood in the room, desks separating them.
“Is there anything wrong Argenta? You seem so detached.”
“I received news yesterday that my one and only grandparent died late on Saturday night, when I was enjoying myself frolicking in foam and the pleasures of the nearest male body,” she said, tears welling up in her dark eyes. She dashed them away before they had a chance to fall and was joined by Severus, who had rounded all of the desks between them just to pull her into a tender and gentle embrace, one she would not have expected from her teacher or Head of House, but defiantly from her lover. He quickly released her when he suddenly remembered that he had another class waiting outside in the cold dungeon corridor.
“Come to my rooms tonight. We can talk then,” he whispered as he guided her into the waiting and comforting arms of her friend.
‘She’ll need all the comfort she can get at the moment,’ he thought as he cast his eyes over the waiting 2nd years, who were fretfully waiting to enter the classroom.
“Well, what are you dunderheads waiting for? Get yourselves in here, books out and open at page 161. Make notes and get your ingredients as stated on the board,” he barked and finally closed the door behind him. During lunch, Honeysuckle and Argenta spotted Malfoy talking into a walkie- talkie, held in his hand and quite close to his mouth.
“What does he think he’s doing? Everyone knows those things don’t work in the grounds,” Honeysuckle stated as she started to head over to the small group of 4th year Slytherins Malfoy was part of, but was pulled back by Argenta.
“I know what he’s doing, but you have to promise not to tell a soul though.” Honeysuckle looked at her friend quizzically, then nodded silently.
“Ok. You know Rita Skeeter, that Daily Prophet reporter. Well, she’s an unregistered Animagus. That’s how she’s managed to get those juicy, gossipy tit-bits about certain people all year.”
“The cheek of her! Sweetie, for your sake I will keep Mum. Hey, I’ll take your mind off things for a bit! Seal the deal with a kiss?”
“Oh Hell yes,” Argenta replied before launching herself onto Honeysuckle and kissing her soundly on the lips, stunning all that where in the courtyard. Their kiss deepened as boys wolf-whistled their approval of the act. Soon the pair broke the kiss, stood up and linked arms and just walked away with secret smiles playing in their faces once more. How they loved playing with the affections of the male population of the castle. But Argenta was just glad for the distraction.
That night, as asked, after dinner Argenta was soon knocking on the door of her lover’s rooms. He opened it to allow her entrance, standing far enough away so she could walk past freely. Once the door was firmly shut and the silent wards cast, Severus turned to find Argenta standing right in front of him, her eyes full of unshed tears. Her arms slipped around his waist and she buried her head into his shoulder, her shoulders now shaking violently. He softly stroked the dark hair of his lover, uttering hushed comforts in her ear as she clung onto him tightly. He steered her to the chaise nearby and sat her down so that she was cradled between his arms and legs, surrounded and protected by him. Her tears soon dried up and dry sobs left her only every now and then.
“Oh my dear, I know it is hard losing a much loved relative, but you must go on. I’m sure that is what your family and erm…. Who did you say died again?,” Severus said, cursing his-self inwardly for not finding out who it was she was crying over.
“My Grandpa Zac. My Dad’s Dad. My last and only remaining grandparent!,” sobbed the heart-broken Argenta. She loved her Grandpa Zac so much, that it hurt to even think that he could, was, gone.
“When will the funeral take place?”
“Within the next few weeks. I’m not sure when. My parents will let you know when, so I and Honeysuckle can go and pay our respects.”
“Miss Blonde knew your Grandpa?,” Severus inquired, his eyebrow raised as he looked down at the prone figure in his embrace.
“Yes, they met only twice, but Grandpa Zac welcomed Honey as another Grand-daughter. She is, and always will be, the closest think I will have to a sister or any sibling. Our families have become close and are always in constant contact. Her parent will know about this but I’m not sure if they will be there,” Argenta rambled on, just filling the silence.
“You have the best person that I know if in your year as your best friend and she will always be there for you, and visa versa. Take her strength and hold it tight Argenta because you may find that it will be needed when the time comes,” Severus comforted her. They sat there in that position for a time, talking of the impeding exams and anything but the terrible news that had shook Argenta to the core. She left a little after 11pm, not stopping till she reached the warmth and familiar comfort of her bed in the Slytherin 7th year dorm.