Insistent

Chapter 4


Severus appeared in Albus’ office ten minutes early. This way, no one could say he was late.

Or accuse him of being inappropriate with a student.

Even though she was not a student.

Anymore.

Severus let out an annoyed sigh as he realized it was not just him and Albus, “Good morning, Minerva. I was under the thought that you were to be in the Great Hall quizzing the staff about their evenings and generally being a Nosy Nettie.” There. A small nudge into her being as annoyed as he.


“Minerva insisted upon being present,” began Albus. “Why don’t you take a seat, Severus.” It was not a question it was a command by a general.

“Yes, horrible, horrible news” Minerva was wringing her hands and pacing across the Headmaster’s office. She, too, had a seat in one of the overstuffed chairs in front of Albus’ desk.

Severus frowned. He hated to be the last to know about something terrible. “What is so horrid that you had to intrude upon my sanctuary?”

Albus tossed the Daily Prophet at him and announced in his most clever of voices, “Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban.” There, Albus thought, that should shut him up.

Albus noted that Severus was actually gaping like a fish.

The thoughts that ran through Severus’ mind were in quick succession. Finally he was able to voice them. “How? No one has ever escaped before. It is a horrid place.” Severus was scanning the article. Suddenly he stood and began pacing as Minerva had. His mind was reeling. “I supposed that you are concerned for the poor Potter child. I supposed that you think that Black is looking for him?”

“Yes.” Answered Albus, “Black was overhead saying, ‘He’s at Hogwarts’.”

Minerva looked at Severus, “That is not all Severus; Potter has run from his family home. He is now staying in Diagon Alley; however for a while no one knew where he was. Minister Fudge found him; the Accidental Magic Reversal squad fixed his transgression, oh, dear…”

“What transgression?” Severus had finally heard something that made getting up this morning worth while.

“The poor boy blew up his aunt. Don’t laugh, it’s not funny. She had said terrible things about Lily and James and poor Potter just lost all control. She was the size of a—what do the Muggles call those things that you ride in? Oh yes, a car. Severus, stop laughing this instant!”

Severus had lost all control. His laughter had caused tears to flow down his cheeks and he was on the verge of literally falling out of his chair. “Minerva, it’s humorous. Stop being such a mother hen.”

Severus took a moment to control him as he sat up straight in his chair. “The boy clearly needs to conquer his emotions. However, will he come here for the remainder of the summer, is this the horrible news that you are to break to me? That even on my off time, I have to put up with the brat?”

Albus looked at him and stated very firmly, “You are well aware that children can not be at Hogwarts during the summer. No exception has ever been made. He will stay put until the start of the year. Now, what of Black?”

“What of him?” Severus was quite tired of this conversation. “I have told you on many occasions that I never saw Black at any of my many meetings, however, that was the way the Dark Lord planned. None of us knew many of the other followers. It is not as if I would walk up to people on the street and say, ‘I took the mark, you?’ I am not positive one way or another. Black showed the capability to murder early in life, he was granted privilege, therefore, why should he not do it again? Now, if you would like to speak of Regulas, then I have things to say. As far as I am concerned, Sirius Black got what he deserved in Azkaban whether he killed the Pettigrew kid or not.”

Albus held his hand up to stop Severus from his rant. “That is not what I meant, boy.” He proceeded to let him and Minerva in on the ministry plans for the school for the upcoming year. Each time the word ‘Dementors’ was used, Severus visibly flinched.

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Bill Weasley awoke with a horrible headache. He stumbled down the stairs and drained the first cup of hot tea that he found, which happen to be his mother’s.

“Morning, love. Feeling better?” asked Molly.

Bill looked at her, “What is planned for the day? I have planned to owl the office and take a few days off work. I have a lot of vacation time saved and I figured that we could go explore some pyramids, Ron and Ginny would love it.”

“Wonderful, we leave in an hour.” Molly shuffled out the door and up the stairs.

Bill summoned some parchment and a quill. First, he wrote to his employer and explained that his family was in town and he was taking some time off. Should he be needed for a specific reason, he added; please do not hesitate to owl. There. That should satisfy the goblins. His next letter, however, was more difficult to write. After many drafts he finally came up with:

Abigail:

I’m a right idiot. Please forgive me.

Bill


He knew in his heart that she was back with him. He was her constant companion and Bill wondered if she could ever truly break away from Severus Snape.

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Minerva entered the Great Hall to eat. Looking around she noticed that Abigail was already there and sitting with Professor Flitwick and Poppy Pomprey. Smiling, she took a seat next to the young visitor intent on a fishing expedition. Albus had returned to his office and mentioned that the girl was found in bed with their Potions Master. This piece of information could be worth holding over Severus’ head later in the school year.

“Hope that your stay in the dungeons was satisfactory,” Minerva said.

“Yes, I slept well,” Abby knew that she needed to be on her best Slytherin behavior.

“So, Severus was amenable?”

Abby smiled, “Yes, he was the perfect gentleman.”

Minerva gave Abigail her most motherly look and spoke quietly whilst she laid her hand atop the younger woman, “Severus is a complicated man. He is not without lady friends; when you arrived, obviously upset, I was hoping that he would not take advantage of the fact.”

“Ah, yes…well it is hard to take advantage of the willing.”

Minerva cleared her throat and continued, “It is nice to know that Severus’ lady friends do not mind sharing him. I know that I will rest more peacefully knowing that one is not laying in wait to cast the killing curse on him.”

“Severus? Snape?”, asked Poppy Pomfrey. “Whatever would a woman, much less multiple women see in him? He is cruel and brash. I have attended to him many times where he has literally brought me to tears just from the words out of his mouth. I will grant you that he is handsome, especially when he hasn’t been hanging over a cauldron all day, and intelligent and well versed but that mouth of his—what language.”

“Now, Poppy,” said Minerva, “you know as well as anyone that boy uses his acerbic tongue to hide his emotions behind.”

“I still don’t see it” concluded Poppy.

“Well,” chimed in Abigail, “I will help fill in the gaps for you. Severus usually does prefer to keep his kept women in the dark of his lair—chained to the torture wall that he has built in the bottom of the south side of the castle. It is under the ground—far under—therefore, no one can hear the screams from the ladies. Just as well, I am not sure that Severus would want everyone to know what a most pleasurable lover he is. His cock is so very talented, you know, and he can do wonders with his tongue and in all truth, his acerbic words don’t have much of a bite when he’s growling in your ear how your pussy is gripping his shaft. I don’t know about you, but I think he’s brilliant and a battle of word sparring with him makes me all hot and tingly on the inside.”

Bitch, thought Abby, she deserves this.

“I swear last night I screamed so much that this morning he had to give me not only a potion so that I could walk but also one that made by voice not sound so raspy. I do however still have the whelps on my lower back from being taken hard up against the dungeon wall. What memories…Well, have a nice day.”

Abby rose from her seat and swayed out of the Great Hall. The whole table had heard their conversation and now that she was gone, they were all left to consider if she was telling the truth or not. Moments later Severus hurried into the room looking furious. Cape swarming behind him, he plopped down into his chair and started to place things on his plate. Madame Hooch must have been feeling brave, “Severus, dear, is there a place in the dungeons where it is so far underground that if a person got lost, we would not be able to hear the screams for help?”

Great balls, this woman is just a bother. “Yes, in the south side of the castle there is such a place. Once a Slytherin student was carried down there by some classmates for some—entertainment. I have sealed it off and preformed countless spells so that I am the only one allowed to find it. We have not had any further trouble. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, no reason, just—well, nothing.” Hooch did not usually act like an idiot.

“Spit it out woman, I am starved.”

“Your lady friend was telling us about it, is all. I have to admit that I did see you as a whips and chains man, however, I – well, never your mind.” Hooch returned to eating her eggs.

Severus looked around at his colleagues and suddenly understood. They had pushed Abigail. Well, no since in her having all the fun. Clearing his throat he said, “When the opportunity arises for a perfect sex lair, you should always jump at the chance. If you’d like Hooch, I can take you down and show you just how enticing it can be.” Severus rose and walked over towards her, leaning down he whispered in her ear, “Just know that once you get there, I am in charge.”

He continued walking towards the entrance to the Great Hall, Minerva called after him, “Severus, I thought you were starving!”

“I am woman,” he yelled, “however; I just realized that I wanted to have my bangers with a side order of cunt!”

He smiled all the way to the dungeons. There was even a skip in his step.