Dirty deeds

19 January - contd

Severus woke before me. I could hear him moving around, and watched him through my cracked eyelids. He was definitely looking for the handcuffs. Daft sod, as if I couldn’t see that one coming, If you’ll pardon the expression. Not that averse to the idea, far from it, but want to savour my victory for a while longer.

Slytherin cunning definitely sexually communicable. First step to get new job, then rise through ranks to become head of new employer, become fabulously wealthy, use wealth to finance bid for power in Ministry. Could be first muggle Minister for Magic. Not sure whether there have been any women Ministers. Must look it up. In twenty year’s time I will be able to rule the world! Requires that I keep shagging Severus on a regular basis to keep Slytherin-ness topped up. Hey ho, into every life a little rain must fall.

I stred and and yawned and ‘woke’ up. It was well past lunch time, but not quite dinner time. Sod it though I was hungry. It doesn’t matter how much chocolate you eat, you need something a little more substantial to see you through the day.

Asked Severus whether he was hungry, adding for food very quickly when he smirked. His stomach rumbled in agreement. Suggested that we went out for a meal, and would introduce him to a new culinary delight – could choose Chinese or Thai, or could stay in and get take away. Suspect that thought couldn’t top the events of this morning and so decided to go out. Alternatively may be sulking that couldn’t find handcuffs and wanted tim wor work out a suitable come back.

Snape in clothes! So long since I have seen him wearing his robes that have forgotten how sexy he looked in them. All severe and strict, and very strongly tempted to think up some supposed wrongdoing from my seventh year to provoke him into giving me another detention. Undoing all those buttons like unwrapping Christmas present, and have to say that not disappointed with any socks, if you know what I mean.

Caught me looking at him and mistook sultry desire for something else and spent some time checking his robes for stains. Pointed out that was merely admiring his form and we very nearly didn’t make it out of the door. Will have to practice that look as obviously not working quite the way I wanted.

Wonder if I can ask him to give me sneering lessons for work. May not be there for much longer, but gives me good opportunity to practice for one woman reign of terror I intend to bring to bear in new place. No more working late, no more working weekends, and no cleaning up after boys on basis that ‘you’re so good at this’.

Went to Chinese wizarding restaurant. Muggle culture creeping in bit by bit. Even Lucius heard to admit that Muggle food good. I expect it hurt him to say it though.

Don’t think that Severus ready for the muggle version yet, although if we want to eat Moroccan we will have to. Over dinner we discussed when Severus should be introduced to my parents. His were dead, which may well be a good thing, as I don’t think they would have approved of me at all. First mudblood in the Snape family. Anyway when I think of how his father treated him – Harry couldn’t keep a secret for the life of him, barely fifteen minutes after the pensieve incident and he had blabbed all to me and Ron – I could easily add his father to the list of people to hex for treating Severus badly.

Not sure that my parents are going to take very well to me marrying older bloke that used to slag off during my holidays. Came out with a thirty minute rant on the subject of the unfairness of potion’s teachers whenever they asked me how school was going. Have old diary somewhere in which plotted various ways of killing Severus. Always failed to think of way of disposing of body that wouldn’t be traceable.

Can see introduction now. Mum, Dad, there’s someone I’d like you to meet. You remember the man I described as an two-faced, evil, underhanded, unfair bastard of a Slytherin who should be boiled in the oil from his own hair and then fed to crocodiles… well we’re engaged. I didn’t have the same grasp of invective then as I do now, so description quite mild compared to the depths of hatred felt for him. He gave me a bloody A on one of my essays. AN A. Bastard.

Deep breaths. All in the past.

Good job I didn’t think of that whilst he was handcuffed to the bed yesterday. For him anyway.

We thought that next weekend would be good, and decided on an early wedding. If we timed it right we could have the spring holidays as a honeymoon – four weeks all to ourselves. Venice. Very romantic. Think we ought to come back a week be tee term starts in order to recover our strength. Could all work out very well as have loads of holiday due from the ministry.

Severus likes Chinese. So that’s three things he likes – sex, curry and Chinese. Actually, four – taking points off Gryffindor.

Kept looking at ring flashing on finger and smiling like idiot. Severus didn’t seem to mind.


Dinner finished, plans all made, apparated back to the flat.

Settled on the sofa in front of the telly. Severus would never admit that he is interested in Muggle things – he isn’t a Weasley thank you very much – but they do fascinate him. Largely in a, don’t they cope well without magic the poor things, you have to feel sorry for them, sort of way.

He found the News particularly absorbing, and kept up a running commentary. He thought that Muggle politics was very similar to magical politics, though with less actual poisoning. Pointed out that poisoning your opponents was no longer considered acceptable post-Voldemort and he just rolled his eyes and said Yes Dear, If You Say So Dear.

Told him that if I ever heard words like that out of his mouth he would be sleeping on the couch.

Didn’t take long for that kind of threat to be issued he replied. Could see I was going to be bossy and domineering.

Didn’t object earlier.

Had a wide and happy smile at that. Conceded that under certain circumstances might be prepared to do as he was told, but that shouldn’t rely on it being a regular occurrence.

Indeed not.

Early night as has to be back at Hogwarts for Potions at 9am.


A/N - now I know what to threaten you with to get reviews. Just ask yourself though, if I couldnt persuade Hermione to get into bed with Lucius, how likely is it that I could persuade her to get back with Ron. She would just Hex me.