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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
39
Views:
22,626
Reviews:
109
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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It Hurt
A/N: Beta'd by my wonderful new beta, SKB.
It Hurt
The man shivered on his bed. He felt so weak. Before, when his Lord gave him a punishment, he could take it. He growled at himself softly. He was so weak in front of his Lord! He couldn't stand it. He was about to try and get up so he could go look outside at the bleak, gray world around him, when his daughter came into the room.
“Father, I have the potions you need to take.”
“I will do no such thing!”
“Father, please. You must take them so you'll regain your strength. You must have your strength if you wish to find out more information for our Lord.” He sighed.
“Fine, I'll take those damn potions.” he held out his hand impatiently for them. His daughter rolled her eyes and handed them over. He swallowed the two potions as fast as he could, grimacing at their taste and shivered again.
“There. You should feel better soon. I'll be bringing up your dinner shortly.” His daughter left and he turned on his side, staring out the window.
“You're too good to me, Rita. You're too good.”
~*~
Someone was kissing her neck. She sighed and turned her head, giving them access to it. They nuzzled her softly and started nipping down her neck towards her collar bone. She opened her eyes and was met with green.
“Harry...” he smiled and bite down hard, drawing blood. Layla gasped and writhed, but not in pain, not this time. This was different from before. This felt so... so good. She mewled softly and gripped his hair with one hand, her other, gripping the sheets. Harry increased the pressure, increasing her pleasure and only pulled back once Layla had reached her peak.
He lapped at her neck lovingly, nuzzling her. She panted and pet his hair. He moved up and kissed her gently.
“I love you, Layla.” she smiled.
“I love you, too, Harry.”
Severus, who had left earlier for a short meeting with the Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey had stood in the doorway, catching the end of their loving act. His chest tightened painfully when he heard their words of love. He silently left the doorway and softly closed the door behind me. He rested his forehead on the door and sighed softly. He decided he'd leave them alone for awhile and work on a potion or two.
But that wouldn't help him forget.
~*~
The Meeting With The Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey
Severus swooped up the stairs to the door and knocked sharply.
“Enter.” he did as he was bade and entered his office, taking a seat in front of Albus' desk.
“Ah, Severus, my boy. Would you like some tea? A lemon drop perhaps?” he allowed himself a small smile.
“No, thank you, Albus. I've just come here to speak to you and perhaps Poppy if she would like, about Harry and his inheritance.” Albus smiled and stood up. He took some floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, stating,
“Madame Pomfrey, Hogwarts Infirmary.” A moment later, Poppy's head appeared.
“Yes, Albus?”
“Poppy, Severus is here and he was wondering if you would like to know of Harry and his inheritance.”
“I'll be right through.” Albus smiled again and retook his seat, sucking on a new lemon drop as he did so. True to her word, a moment later Poppy was standing before the two, looking expectantly at Severus.
“Well? How is he? How is he doing? What is he?”
“Poppy, please, take a seat. Would you like some tea? Or a lemon drop?” she took a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to glare at Albus.
“No thank you, Albus. I would just like to know how Harry's doing. I need to make sure I know how to check him over when I need to.” Severus nodded.
“Understandable, Poppy. I'll show you.” he stood and walked over to the nurse, pulling down his high collar, showing her and only her, the claiming mark that Harry had given him. Her eye widened.
“He's... he's a...”
“Yes, he is.” She smiled wickedly, a sight that made Severus quite uneasy, though he didn't show it. She turned to Albus and nearly shouted,
“You have to get rid of your damned lemon drops for a month! I won!”
Severus was trying hard not to laugh. He should have known the two would make a bet between themselves on what Harry would turn out to be. He looked at Albus and saw the man was clearly crest-fallen at the prospect of giving up his lemon drops for a month.
“You should have known better than to make a bet with a woman, Albus.” That caused him to just pout more.
Severus left the headmaster's office laughing to himself.
End Meeting
~*~
Severus sighed and walked over to his small kitchen and pulled out one of his bottles of brandy and poured himself some. He walked back out to his living room and sat down in his comfy armchair in front of the fireplace and sipped his drink.
He knew he knew he was being stupid. He knew it was foolish for him to be hurt over their words of love for one another. He knew it... but he didn't care.
It hurt.
It Hurt
The man shivered on his bed. He felt so weak. Before, when his Lord gave him a punishment, he could take it. He growled at himself softly. He was so weak in front of his Lord! He couldn't stand it. He was about to try and get up so he could go look outside at the bleak, gray world around him, when his daughter came into the room.
“Father, I have the potions you need to take.”
“I will do no such thing!”
“Father, please. You must take them so you'll regain your strength. You must have your strength if you wish to find out more information for our Lord.” He sighed.
“Fine, I'll take those damn potions.” he held out his hand impatiently for them. His daughter rolled her eyes and handed them over. He swallowed the two potions as fast as he could, grimacing at their taste and shivered again.
“There. You should feel better soon. I'll be bringing up your dinner shortly.” His daughter left and he turned on his side, staring out the window.
“You're too good to me, Rita. You're too good.”
~*~
Someone was kissing her neck. She sighed and turned her head, giving them access to it. They nuzzled her softly and started nipping down her neck towards her collar bone. She opened her eyes and was met with green.
“Harry...” he smiled and bite down hard, drawing blood. Layla gasped and writhed, but not in pain, not this time. This was different from before. This felt so... so good. She mewled softly and gripped his hair with one hand, her other, gripping the sheets. Harry increased the pressure, increasing her pleasure and only pulled back once Layla had reached her peak.
He lapped at her neck lovingly, nuzzling her. She panted and pet his hair. He moved up and kissed her gently.
“I love you, Layla.” she smiled.
“I love you, too, Harry.”
Severus, who had left earlier for a short meeting with the Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey had stood in the doorway, catching the end of their loving act. His chest tightened painfully when he heard their words of love. He silently left the doorway and softly closed the door behind me. He rested his forehead on the door and sighed softly. He decided he'd leave them alone for awhile and work on a potion or two.
But that wouldn't help him forget.
~*~
The Meeting With The Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey
Severus swooped up the stairs to the door and knocked sharply.
“Enter.” he did as he was bade and entered his office, taking a seat in front of Albus' desk.
“Ah, Severus, my boy. Would you like some tea? A lemon drop perhaps?” he allowed himself a small smile.
“No, thank you, Albus. I've just come here to speak to you and perhaps Poppy if she would like, about Harry and his inheritance.” Albus smiled and stood up. He took some floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, stating,
“Madame Pomfrey, Hogwarts Infirmary.” A moment later, Poppy's head appeared.
“Yes, Albus?”
“Poppy, Severus is here and he was wondering if you would like to know of Harry and his inheritance.”
“I'll be right through.” Albus smiled again and retook his seat, sucking on a new lemon drop as he did so. True to her word, a moment later Poppy was standing before the two, looking expectantly at Severus.
“Well? How is he? How is he doing? What is he?”
“Poppy, please, take a seat. Would you like some tea? Or a lemon drop?” she took a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to glare at Albus.
“No thank you, Albus. I would just like to know how Harry's doing. I need to make sure I know how to check him over when I need to.” Severus nodded.
“Understandable, Poppy. I'll show you.” he stood and walked over to the nurse, pulling down his high collar, showing her and only her, the claiming mark that Harry had given him. Her eye widened.
“He's... he's a...”
“Yes, he is.” She smiled wickedly, a sight that made Severus quite uneasy, though he didn't show it. She turned to Albus and nearly shouted,
“You have to get rid of your damned lemon drops for a month! I won!”
Severus was trying hard not to laugh. He should have known the two would make a bet between themselves on what Harry would turn out to be. He looked at Albus and saw the man was clearly crest-fallen at the prospect of giving up his lemon drops for a month.
“You should have known better than to make a bet with a woman, Albus.” That caused him to just pout more.
Severus left the headmaster's office laughing to himself.
End Meeting
~*~
Severus sighed and walked over to his small kitchen and pulled out one of his bottles of brandy and poured himself some. He walked back out to his living room and sat down in his comfy armchair in front of the fireplace and sipped his drink.
He knew he knew he was being stupid. He knew it was foolish for him to be hurt over their words of love for one another. He knew it... but he didn't care.
It hurt.