After Party

Portraits, Portraits on the Wall

Natalie fingered the green, silver and black striped silk of Snape’s tie. She smiled wickedly, then, hauled him abruptly up onto her further by the noose.

“You could have easily obliviated those memories,” she accused him, her nose touching his menacingly.

“Yes.” He panted, his pupils dilating.

“Bastard.” She bit his lip, drawing a trickle of blood. He tried to draw away, but she held him fast by his tie. “I spent the whole damn day with those images swirling around in my head!”

Snape chuckled, deep and low in his throat, his tongue licking away his own blood. “Serves you right.”

Natalie proceeded to taste his blood on her lips, tonguing his abused flesh ever so gently. His arms quivered, and he rolled them both to their sides on the hard desk top. Natalie plundered his mouth, tasting chocolate.

“Mmmmm, dark chocolate," she murmured.

Snape’s hands pressed her back closer to him, her unbuttoned robe parting, naked breasts pressed against the rough material of his robes. As her mouth kept him occupied, her free hand inched to her wand. Once reaching its objective, Natalie sprang from beside him, drawing him roughly to his feet by his still wonderfully useful tie, her wand pressed painfully against the pulse point in his temple.

“I could easily do the same,” she hissed, anger flashing in her eyes, tiny green flecks now more evident. Natalie did not like being played. “Perhaps you deserve twenty more?” she spat, rising on her tip toes to meet his lips as she pulled him down with her newfound handle.

Clasping the fabric with both hands, Snape managed to pull back a short distance. “Bitch,” he snarled before grabbing her roughly and kissing her, hard, mashing his already damaged lip against hers; bruising her own lips with malicious glee. Natalie lowered her wand, and released his tie, instead grabbing onto his neck, her fire-engine red nails digging deep into his skin, leaving marks as she met his ardor with her own fervor. His calloused hands sought her breasts, roughly squeezing, then pinching the nipples, increasing his pressure as his erection sprang back to life beneath the Slytherin robes, caught between his own body and the softness of Natalie’s. Very deftly, she removed his hands, and spun lightly around inside his embrace, allowed her robes to drop to the floor, placed both hands on Albus’ desk, then spread her legs wide.

Tossing her hair over one shoulder, she looked back at the Professor, now sporting a definite hard on, and winked. Then, she jumped, startled, grabbing her robes from the floor, pointing behind him, stuttering incoherently. Snape whirled to see what she was pointing just as a disembodied voice bellowed from parts unknown.

“PHINEAS NIGELLUS! You rotten old wanker! Get back here!”

“Fuck,” was all Snape managed to say, his enthusiasm waning.

High in Gryffindor tower, Albus and Minerva collapsed into a fit of giggles, having watched the “show” in one of Albus’ many spy glasses.

“Minerva, my dear, I believe we now have score one for you, and one for me.”

“Albus, you clever bee, I never knew you liked to watch.” Minerva panted between gales of laughter. "And, here I was worried about the poor girl. It seems she can hold her own with our beloved Potions Master, doesn't it?

"It certainly does, my precious bird. It certainly does."

The disembodied voice chastised Phineas Nigellus further, "You promised you old snake!"

"And we Slytherin are known for keeping promises." The former Headmaster snickered snidely. "She is quite good. Albus should hire her away from Beauxbaton."

Natalie had the good grace to blush slightly, eyes locked with Severus', now listening intently, oddly intrigued.

"Albus does not allow spanking of the students," the other voice chided.

"I was not thinking of spanking the students," Phineas replied.

Snape's eyebrows shot up, Natalie flamed beet red. The duo quietly slunk from the Headmaster's office, bursting into gales of laughter on the moving staircase.

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Okay:

Snape: 3 Natalie: 2

Remus: 2 Tonks: 1

Alexei: 1 Ana: 1

Albus: 1 Minerva: 1

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