Slytherin & Gold

Slytherin & Gold

Chapter 3


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Harry

A few weeks into term Defense Against the Dark Arts was Harry and Ron’s favorite class. Hermione enjoyed it as well, though she would never say it. Harry got the feeling she didn’t like the way Ron looked at Professor Trisstt. One day, when the rest of the class was practicing hexes, they had a chance to really talk to Professor Trisstt. Since Ron and Hermione had helped Harry prepare for the Tri-Wizard Tournament, they all knew plenty of hexes.

“How do you like your other cla ?” ?” Professor Trisstt asked them as they all sat huddled in a corner away from the class. Each of them said they liked different subjects. Hermione said she liked Arithmancy, Harry said his favorite times were on the Quidditch field and Ron said he liked her class the best, which was closely followed by a humph from Hermione.

“What about Potions ?” she asked with a bit of a twinkle in her eye. None of them wanted to meet her eyes. “Come now ! With Severus Snape teaching Potions, he’s a wealth of knowledge on the subject.”

Harry finally said “Well, I’ve not exactly been one of his favorite students.”

“Oh … no….. no I guess you wouldn’t be.” Trisstt said to him as a curious sadness passed over her face. She had to leave it at that, because Neville had somehow hexed his school bag and it was trying to stuff him inside.

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At their next lesson, Harry decided to stay after class to ask Professor Trisstt why she thought Snape didn’t like him. It was quite a nice afternoon so she asked him to walk out on the grounds with her.

“Harry, how much do you know about your parents, when they were at school here ?” she asked in a more serious voice than he had ever heard out of her. They stopped to sit on the stone steps leading to the front hall.

“Not much really” Harry started, “only that dad was friends with Sirus , Remus Lupin and Peter Petegrew.” Harry’s expression grew a bit dark at saying Petegrew’s name.

“No one ever told you of your mum’s friends then ?” Professor Trisstt asked.

“No.” He said raising his eyebrows slightly.

“Well …… I was Lily’s best friend. That is when I came to school, your parents were a year ahead of me. As was Professor Snape.” Her eyes clouded over a bit with a look Harry couldn’t fathom. “ But about you and Professor Snape. Severus had a crush on Lily for a long time, did you know that ?” Harry shook his head no. “She was quite fond of him really, and helped him with some class work, as he helped her with potions. I think, Harry, sometimes when he looks at you, perhaps he sees the son he might have had. It doesn’t help that you look very much like James did at your age or that you have your mother’s eyes.” Professor Trisstt sighed, brushed a bit of hair out of Harry’s eyes and gave him a sad smile and looked down at her hands.

Harry felt compelled to ask “Professor Trisstt, how well did you know Professor Snape when you were at school ?”

“Not too well. He was in Slytherin house and I was in Gryffindor. But Remus, Sirus , James, Lily and I were in the Dueling Clus was was Severus. That’s where I had first noticed him. What a striking figure he was, with his pale skin, raven black hair and impossibly black eyes. And he was very good at dueling, too. I faced him once. We bowed to each other, looked up and locked eyes. After a moment or two, I felt my face starting to burn under his intense stare, so I used the only curse I could think of Locomoter Mortis , the leg lock curse. Severus’ long legs locked together and he fell over losing hold of his wand. He looked up at me from the ground and had a curious smile on his face, that is until Sirus and James started teasing him for being beaten by a girl.” She took a deep breath looked a little sad.

“After Lily started dating James, Severus was hurt and angry. I wanted so much to go to him, but I knew Severus would never date me.” The thought crossed Harry’s mind, she’s in love with Snape. “I was Lily’s best friend and fellow Gryffindor, so was often in the company of the people who liked Severus the least, though he didn’t seem to have many friends in Slytherin house either.” She paused here as if the coming memory was too painful to recite. “ I understand you know about Remus Lupin.” she said matter of factly. Harry nodded. “In my 6th year Sirus planned an awful trick on Severus, involving Remus. One that might very well have gotten him killed.” Her eyes had become watery, but she continued. “Sirus told me about it, maybe thinking I would be impressed, I don’t know. The thought of Severus being torn apart by a Werewolf.” She visibly shuttered. “I was in a state of shock. I ran straight to James, hysterically crying and pleading with him to do something. To keep Severus safe. I confessed my love for Severus to James. Luckily, he stopped it in time, but Severus never knew it was I who sent James.” Her tears falling freely down her cheeks as she lowered her head.

“He does now.” Professor Trisstt and Harry both stood and spun around to find Professor Snape standing behind them. He swept down to face Professor Trisstt and wiped the tears from her face. He looked into her eyes with a softness, Harry didn’t think was possible from him. And then without warning, he kissed her. Softly at first and then more deeply. Harry was uncomfortable just standing there watching. He went up the stairs and turned before entering the hall to look back again. They stood embraced in each others arms. It was a strange feeling to think of Snape as being like any other man. A man with love lost, and now possibly, love found. It was even stranger to imagine Snape as his father.


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Viviane

“He does now.” Viviane stood and spun round to see Severus. How much had he heard ? He came toward her in a cloud of black robes and stood facing her with black tendrils of hair falling into his face. She looked into his eyes. They were soft and searching. He gently wiped the tears from her face, his touch warm and comforting. He kissed her tentatively , then more firmly as she responded by moving closer until their bodies touched. He kissed her cheeks, her eyes, her neck, then buried his face in her hair, clinging to her as if he were afraid to let go. She whispered his name breathlessly and nuzzled into his neck as well. They fin pul pulled back to look at each other.

“How much did you hear ?” she asked.

“Enough”, Severus said. She smiled and his eyes smiled back. She laughed softly, a bit embarrassed thinking they each had been hiding so much passion just under the surface. Then she remembered, Harry had been out here with her. She looked around, but didn’t see him.

“I guess Mr. Potter has gone.” she said looking into his eyes. Severus looked at her, raised an eyebrow and said “Good.” This made her laugh again. He kissed her again deeply, drinking her in. Her knees where weak as she clung to him. She was drunk on the taste of him.

Finally, he pulled back, seeming to remember they were on the front steps of the school. “How about a walk around the grounds ?” he asked offering his arm. Viviane wrapped her arm around his as they walked down the steps and toward the lake. They walked in silence, neither wanting to break the mood. Being with Severus like this felt so right. She was afraid to say anything for fear this was all just another dream and she would wake in her bed, alone, again.

They stopped by the edge of the lake. Severus was staring out onto the water. Viviane gazed up at his strong profile, trying to read the expression on his face.

“Viviane, there are ……. aspects of my life that I can not share with you.” He looked down into her face, his expression very serious. “I tell you this, because I don’t want to lie to you. I hope we will be spending much more time together now.” She squeezed his arm to tell him she did also. “I don’t want that to get in the way.”

“I trust you Severus, I always have. I hope you will talk to me about many things, but what you choose to keep to yourself, I will respect.” His posture changed as his whole body seemed to breath a sigh of relief. He patted her hand as they continued to walk along the lakeside. They talked and walked for quite some time. She wasn’t sure how long, but night had rolled in and the chill in the air was getting colder. Severus removed his outer cloak, placed it around her shoulders and guided her towards the steps to the entrance hall. When inside the castle he removed the cloak, draping it over his arm, clasped her hand and began walking. As they passed the Great Hall, she could see there were very few students left inside. They had apparently missed dinner. Would Dumbledore wonder where they were ?

Severus was leading her down to the dungeons. She saw the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room, but he stopped to go through a tapestry to the right and down a long hall, to a ornate heavy wooden door. His quarters, she thought, with a small thrill. He took out his wand, tapped a particular place on the door while saying a spell she didn’t catch. The heavy door opened to reveal his lush quarters beyond.

There was a fire in the large stone hearth that glowed orange and gold. Many tapestries hung along the stone walls depicting legends of the wizarding world, he even had what appeared to be a magic window overlooking the lake. In the center of the far wall was a huge mahogany four post bed with intricate carvings on the posts. It was all exactly as she had pictured it. Severus caught her staring at the bed, she blushed furiously and turned her attention to the table and chairs near the fire. He had just conjured some meat, cheese, bread and pumpkin juice for them both. Severus came over to her and removed her outer cloak, then hung both their cloaks on hooks by the door.

“Please, warm yourself ” he said. “I took the liberty of conjuring dinner for us.” If she wasn’t mistaken he no longer sounded as confident as he had earlier. Viviane didn’t know why, but this warmed her heart all the more. She began pouring pumpkin juice for each of them. He had taken off his coat and was standing in his white shirt in front of her. The shirt lay open at the throat revealing a glimpse of his chest beneath. Noticing this made her face start to burn. She spilled a bit of juice on the table. He laughed gently and took her in his arms.

“Maybe bringing you here wasn’t such a good idea” Severus said.

She quickly protested, “No, I want to be here with you.”

He looked into her eyes and he kissed her again passionately. She responded with her whole body, leaning into him, trying to get closer. The fire between them building.

“Stay here with me” he breathed in her ear. She smiled and stepped back from him. She undid her robes and let them fall to the floor. She was left in her corset and chemise. He ran his hands along her sides, enjoying the feel of the corset, then moved his hands up to cup her breasts spilling over the top. He kneaded and teased each one in turn, making her sigh softly. He helped her to remove her corset, then it was his turn. Viviane pushed him back towards the bed. She helped him to remove his boots and his trousers. Then Severus removed his shirt and stood before her naked. His skin was smooth and pale, as she knew it would be, but there was nothing delicate about him. The strength and power of his body was obvious, and very well concealed by his usual manner of dress. He leaned forward unbuttoning her chemise, then raised it over her head.

Severus sat on the bed, looking at Viviane, running his hands all over her. His favorite parts seemed to be her hair and breasts. She laughed softly as he ran his figures through her hair. “I’m afraid this is a dream” he said in a horse whisper, then looking into her eyes he said “any minute you’ll vanish.”

She stepped into his arms pressing their now naked bodies together. She could feel his hardened length pushing against her stomach. “I have dreamt of this so often, it seems a dream to me as well.” she said. “Let us make it reality” she whispered looking deep into his eyes and kissing him again. Her need for him becoming greater and more insistent by the second.

He helped her onto the bed and laid her back onto the pillows. He was running his hands across her stomach and along her hips, much as he had in her dream, but he didn’t stop there. He opened her thighs gently and ran teasing fingers across her nether regions e hie his tongue explored her mouth. He bent his head and licked her breast, then using his lips to playfully nip at each one in turn. She began to moan softly, lifting her body towards him, wanting more of his touch, more of him. She put her hands in his hair and pulled his lips up to hers. She was trying to coax him on top of her. He finally rolled onto her. She grasped him, wrapping her long legs around him . All humor had left him, there was only need now. She moved under him trying to make their union complete. They each moaned softly as they were made into one.

Severus lay still, kissing and teasing her lips with his. She was glad for the moment to adjust to the size of him. Finally, she could stay still no longer, and began to move under him. He drew in his breath, then moaned deeply as they found their rhythm. She whispered his name in his ear and he breathlessly answered back with hers.

All rational thoughts were leaving her head. She was overcome by the feel of him, the smell of him, even the taste of him. “Severus” she whispered over and . T. Together they were riding a wave that was about to crest. She pushed his head up to look into his eyes as the crest came. Each of them took in a sharp breath, clinging to each other, kissing each other and then finally relaxed.

He rolled onto his back and she snuggled into his side and slept.

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Viviane awoke to find herself still lying next to Severus, but she realized with a start they were no longer in his bed. She lifted her head and looked around. They were lying on sweet smelling grass near a brook. She knew this place, had dreamt of it many times, but in those dreams she had been alone. She looked down at Severus, he was still sleeping. Viviane rolled out of his grasp and stood up. She looked at the trees and flowers. Then she walked to the brook and stuck her foot in, testing the water. There was a rustling behind her, she turned to see Severus sitting up smiling at her.

“You are a vision” He said as he held out a hand to her. She smiled and came back to him. She thought wickedly, she might as well enjoy this dream. She pushed him back onto the grass and sat astride him. He laughed as her hair fell onto his chest and tickled his face, a deep throaty laugh that rumbled through her body. But parts of him were not laughing, she felt as she leaned down to rub her breasts across his chest. Watching his nostrils flare as his excitement built. He reached between them to caress her. She sat back up to give him full access to her breasts. Since this was a dream she let herself go. She began rocking herself back and forth along his hardness, throwing her head back and letting her hair tickle her legs. Severus placed his hands an her hips, encouraging her movements. She threw her head forward , leaning down to kiss him and to bring him inside her. When they were one, she sat up and arched her back and rode him with wild abandon. A fleeting thought crossed her mind that her dreams had never seemed this real before. She rode him mercilessly as he encouraged her with his hands and his words. Using his long sensual fingers to rub her mound. She finally growled out her finish and he let a low moan escape him as he pushed up into her. She looked down into his eyes, if only she could be this free with him awake.

Viviane woke with a start and realized she was in Severus’ room and his bed. It was bliss to be in his arms. He stirred next to her and stretched.

“I was just having a lovely dream” He said. “and you were in it.”

“So was I, and you were in my dream. Tell me about yours.” She said hugging him to her again.


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Severus

Severus collapsed on top of Viviane and she held him close. He rolled off of her and onto his back, breath still in short supply. He closed his eyes and felt her at his side. He hugged her to him and fell asleep.

Severus awoke to the sound of a babbling brook. As he looked up, he saw Viviane, naked, dipping her toes into the water. He sat up to get a better look at her. She turned around. He smiled at her.

“You are a vision” he said as he held out a hand to her. She smiled and came back to him. But she was more aggressive in this dream. She pushed him back onto the grass and sat astride him. He laughed a bit as her hair fell onto his chest and tickled his face. He didn’t laugh long, as this creature she had become carried out her intensions. She leaned down to rub her breasts across his chest. He reached between them to caress her. She sat back up to give him full access to her breasts. Then she began rocking her hips back and forth along his shaft, throwing her head back. Severus placed his hands an her hips, encouraging her movements. She threw her head forward , leaning down to kiss him and to bring him inside her. When he had entered her, she arched her back and rode him savagely. He slid his fingers under her mound to stimulate her more. She finally growled out her finish and he let a low moan escape him as he pushed up into her. He looked up in time to see her fading away, as if she onlyonly been a ghost to begin with. He fell back onto the grass exhausted.

He awoke to find Viviane sitting up looking around the dim room.

“I was just having a lovely dream” he said “and you were in it.” He caressed her back and encouraged her to come back down to the warmth of the bed.

“So was I, and you were in my dream, too. Tell me about yours.” she said hugging him to her again.

Severus began to describe the glen he woke up in and the vision he opened his eyes to. Viviane had become very rigid. In a strange voice she asked “What was the first thing you saw?”.

“I saw you, naked, dipping your foot into the brook.” he said bewildered by her questions.

As he spoke, she sat bolt upright , her face drained of all blood and her eyes wide. “Severus that is exactly the same dream I had. Did we make love in your dream ?” He nodded. “How ?” she said.

“You sat astride me as I lay on the ground. I rather liked it.” But she had already jumped out of bed and was pacing the floor.

“How is this possible ?” she repeated again and again each time raising her voice. He was becoming concerned at her obvious distress.

He stood and went to her, taking her into his arms. “Viviane come back to bed.” he turned her head up to look into her wild eyes. “We will figure this out.” Severus hugged her tightly as she started to shiver from the cold room. He lead her back to the bed and under the covers.

“We should talk to Albus tomorrow. Maybe he has heard of this happening before.” he said holding her to him. She relaxed some.

“We should tell Dumbledore about us.” she said as she looked into his eyes. He would have expected no less from her.

“Yes, we should. I’d rather he didn’t hear it from our Mr. Potter.” She laughed softly and snuggled down to sleep.

What could this mean ? Severus pondered. Did it mean that the other vivid dreams he had had about Viviane were shared ones ? He racked his brain trying to remember when they had begun. When he was still a student here at Hogwarts, best he could remember. He hoped not, because they had not all been the loving kind of dream tonight’s was. He had a darker streak in those days. Did it mean the dream in the classroom was a shared one ? He had been horrible to her. He was hoping that one, had just been a regular dream.

“Viviane ……did you have a dream about me the night of the Sorting ceremony or the night after ?” Severus asked with a measure of dread. He hoped again the dream he had raped her in had been his alone.

“Yes” she said quietly, “I came to you. Here …in your chambers and once to your classroom. Did you have them too ?” Instead of answering her, he held her closer burying his face in her hair, pain taking hold of his heart.

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After breakfast, they went up to Dumbledore’s office. Severus nearly felt like a student again, being up here. He had come to confess to the Headmaster, in a manner of speaking. The door opened and Dumbledore walked in.

“Well, Severus, Viviane good morning to you both.” Dumbledore said quite cheerful. Then seeing a rather grave expression on both of their faces. “Is something amiss ?”

“No Headmaster…. well” Viviane started, but seemed to be having trouble finding the right words.

“We have come to tell you” he held Viviane’s hand “about our relationship, before you hear rumors.” Severus said. Viviane glanced at him thankfully.

Dumbledore clasped his hands together, relaxed into his chair and said “ I see……Well it’s about time you two figured this out.” They both looked at him a bit dumbstruck. “It was plain the love you had for each other when you were students and now it is doublely obvious. Congratulations to you both ! And thank you for coming to tell me.” Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled. Then a thought appeared to cross his mind. “ I do hope this will not interfere with your teaching or other activities.” Dumbledore stared hard at Severus. He knew what Dumbledore meant. His secret. The one only Dumbledore knew.

“No” they both said in unison.

“Was there something else ?” Dumbledore asked.

Vivian started “We have found out…….that is to say …. have you ever heard of sharing dreams ?”

“Sharing dreams ?” Dumbledore asked. “What exactly do you mean ?”

Severus tried, as best he could, to explain what had happened to them last night. Trying ,of course, to leave out the fact she had spent the night in his chambers and their activities both in the dream and out.

“I do not recall this ever happening before, but I will do some research and get back to you. For now, I would caution you both to keep your relationship to yourselves.” Dumbledore said looking over his spectacles. Severus knew the meaning of the warning, Draco. If the Death Eaters found a way of getting to Severus, Viviane’s life might be in danger.

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Harry

Professor Snape was almost civil to Harry through Potions class. When it was time to gather their things at the end of class, Professor Snape asked Harry to stay behind for a moment.

“Potter…..have you told anyone about what you….saw .. yesterday ?” Professor Snape asked.

“No, Professor” Harry said. The truth was Harry had thought about telling Ron and Hermione, but he didn’t feel right about it. It seemed more a private moment between Professor Trisstt and Snape. She had told Harry she loved Snape, after all.

“Good. I must ask you not to say anything about Professor Trisstt and myself to anyone, Harry.” Did Snape just use his first name ? “We have talked to the Headmaster and he thinks it best.”

“Yes, sir.” It seemed Snape wanted to say something else to him, but he wasn’t sure so Harry turned to go.

“Harry….I know this has been a long time coming….but…I arry rry about your parents death. Lily….. was a very bright girl…..and we were good friends.” Snape seemed genuinely sad.

“Thank you, sir. Professor Trisstt said my mum was fond of you.” There didn’t seem to be anymore to say, so Harry left the classroom.

He walked the well known path to Gryffindor Tower. Thoughts about Snape heavy on his mind. He had never liked Snape, that much was true and Snape had never liked him. But….to find out his mum liked him. And Professor Trisstt, who Harry respected, was in love with Snape. Also Dumbledore and Hagrid trusted him completely. If all these people whom Harry respected trusted Snape, then maybe he and Snape just got off on the wrong foot.

It was an odd feeling, not hating Snape. He wouldn’t go so far as to say he liked him, but this was a start. Years of pain could do things to a man, maybe with love in his life he would be different. Enough sappy thoughts, Harry thought, on to a game of exploding snaps with Ron.

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