Out of Nowhere

Disclaimer: The characters held within (save Leah) are not mine. They belong to the lovely JK Rowling (who isn\'t the devil, she\'s brilliant!!) and I am not making a profit, nor is any kind of copyright infringement intended.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS MENTIONS OF A FOOT FETISH AND A BIT OF FOOT PLAY. IT\'S NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, AND IT\'S NOT VERY LONG.

A/N: As always, to my lovely reviewers:

JJ: Thank you! *bows* I\'m not exactly sure how she\'s going to fit in (or if she actually does *grins*), but I will say this. It\'ll all come together in the end. (Do I sound cryptic like Dumbledore yet??) Her music will not signal that she can do magic, but I\'ve got some cool pseudo-magic planned, promise. And, sadly, I can\'t tell you if she has to choose, or if she stays at Hogwarts because it\'ll completely ruin the ending, and we don\'t want that at all!!

eve/roarke: I started it a couple of weeks ago...I think. LOL! Yeh, this one is just going to be lots of fun and very little angst, maybe a little more drama, though.

Papaya: Ah the power of music!! Got it in one!!! She managed to put their attentions back where they should be...on her! =D Do ya think I\'m capturing the whole sentimental Gryffindor with Remus? I just imagine him to be kind of old fashioned and do those little things that really impress girls. And, you\'re right, neither really know what they are getting in to. *grins evilly*

ON WITH THE STORY!!

She turned and faced the two men. Both were looking at her with looks of amazement, Severus to her left and Remus to her right. She cupped their cheeks. “I know that the two of you have never seen eye to eye on anything. With what you had to endure at the hands of Remus’ friends, Severus, I can understand your plight. I can also understand your lack of action Remus. It’s hard to go against your friends. I also realize that there comes a time when we have to let go of the grudges we hold and move on with our lives.”

Both leaned into her caress and looked at her with glassy eyes as she spoke. She took their hands and led them to the quilt where she had them sit facing her. “I want to say some things and I don’t want to be interrupted by either of you.

“I know that there are some dark days facing you both in the next year. The war is upon you. I also know that even though you don’t ever agree on anything, you are both on the same side. I don’t really care if you never agree on anything, but I will not be the one to cause any dissention in the Order.

“Now, with that being said, I want you both to know why I am doing this. I’m trying to make the best of the time I have here. I have a theory about how I’m going home, and there’s a very good chance that I won’t get to say good-bye to either of you. One thing about me is that I loathe good-byes. Thinking about how I got here, I tripped. It was pure clumsiness that dropped me on these grounds. If my luck holds and I do eventually get to go home, it’ll probably be at a bad time, and it’ll be because I fall and crack my head on something or I knock myself out. That means that I could be thrown back into my own time at any point and time during the day or night. I want to experience everything that Hogwarts and this wonderful magical world has to offer and that includes the men of Hogwarts.

“I find both of you attractive, but for entirely different reasons. Remus, you are kind and courteous. You enjoy a good conversation. You are one of those people that you can’t help but like, one of those people that a girl can’t help but find attractive. You have a gentle way about yourself that’s refreshing and very soothing.”

When she finished, she kissed the knuckles of his hand, which she was still holding. She looked at Severus who had a look of disdain on his face.

“Severus brilliance is a trait that many people find sexy, myself included. You are articulate and passionate. Even though you are a very private person, you let Albus have his way no matter what that entails. That tells me that somewhere behind the walls you’ve built around yourself, there is a noble heart. You radiate a power that is unmistakable and either frightens people or draws them to you. And,” Leah chuckled, “you have the body of a god.”

While listening to Leah, the harsh frown he wore turned almost into a smile. She lifted the large pale hand and after running her thumb across the knuckles, kissed it.

“I don’t want you to fight any more than you usually do. I’m sure that Albus will have my rooms ready in the next day or so and I’ll have to leave the dungeons. When I do, I’d like to spend some time with you both, nothing exclusive, nothing serious. I am a grown woman stuck in the body of an adolescent on the cusp of womanhood.

“There are things that I need that only a man can give me. I’ve never been one to keep only one man around. A place such as this can get very lonely very quickly, and I don’t do lonely. All I’m asking is that the two of you agree not to get jealous and act like rutting teenaged boys. If you don’t think you can do that, then let me know. I’m sure that Hagrid would be more than happy to have some female companionship.”

She was smirking as she said the last part. Both men’s eyes went wide with shock at her admission. She rolled her eyes. “I’m just kidding. I got over my biker phase in college.”

Her laugh broke the tension in the air and both men visibly relaxed. They all three got up and stood there looking at one another. She wrapped her arms around Severus’ neck and hugged him tightly saying, “I think it would be best if you went back to the dungeons now. I won’t be long if you have anything to say to me.”

He pulled back to see only warmth and sincerity in her face. With a curt nod, he pulled away and in a flurry of robes he was gone. She turned to Remus who watched the two of them. He put his arm around her waist and led her to the edge of the tower. “What were you singing?”

“I don’t think it’s come out yet, honestly, but it’s called ‘I will remember you’ and it’s by a wonderful pianist named Sarah McLachlin.”

He shook his head slowly. “Did you mean all of that stuff you said?”

Leah leaned her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. “Every word, Remus. Not knowing how long I’ll be here is the hardest part. I know that you and Severus will never be friends, but I won’t have the two of you fighting over me. Besides, I’m going to do what I want to, anyway. Can you accept that?”

He let out a sigh and turned to her. Remus held her face in both of his hands and kissed her. “If I must, then I will. I’ve never known a woman such as you. You see me as Remus, not as Remus the werewolf. It’s a new experience for me. The wolf does not like to share, but I will do what I can to keep him happy.”

She leaned into his broad chest. “Thank you Remus. I will do what I have to to not cause the wolf any jealousy, but on the flip side, we must also think of Severus. I won’t purposely make him jealous, either.”

“That’s fair enough,” he replied with his arms wrapped loosely around her shoulders.

She turned around in his embrace. “What should we do now?”

He put his chin on her shoulder. “I think it might be best if we go in. The mood was kind of ruined earlier.”

“Let’s go to the kitchens. I’m starving, and I want to make sure Severus has had something to eat.”

They went to the kitchens and were met by several house elves who re-loaded the basket Remus packed. They put everything from sandwiches to chicken and a ham, to chocolate pie in it. He carried the heavy basket down almost to the door to Severus’ quarters before Leah stopped to take it. She smiled up at him. “I had a really good time tonight, despite what happened. I don’t know what Albus has planned for me tomorrow, but I’d like to spend at least a few hours with you, maybe after dinner.”

“I’d like that, Leah,” Remus whispered as he captured her lips in a soft kiss.

She pulled back and cupped his cheek. “I would too,” she replied before she kissed him one last time, picked up the basket, and turned to step into the quarters she was sharing with Snape.

Severus was true to his word. When she stepped up to the portrait, it swung open for her. He was seated in the sitting room, reading a book, clad in a pair of sleep pants and his dressing gown. He looked up from writing in what appeared to be a journal and quickly strode over to help her with the basket.

He was surprised at the weight of it when he took it from her. “What do you have in here?” He asked suspiciously.

Leah grinned at him. “Something to eat. We went to the kitchens before coming back down here because I was hungry. Winky and Dobby said you hadn’t ordered anything, so I had them pack enough for us both, except, I think they packed more like for an army of a thousand.”

He shook his head, not only at the thoughtfulness of the young woman, but also at her ease. He’d never known anyone who could witness the Snape temper completely unrestrained, and not be a bit uneasy afterward. Maybe Leah wasn’t afraid of much.

Severus put the basket on the small table in his dining room. Leah began to pull food out as he disappeared to get the plates. They sat in silence as they ate. Leah had two ham sandwiches and a chicken leg and wing and finished up with a large strawberry short cake, complete with whipped cream.

Snape watched the young woman in amusement as she attempted to put a dent in the feast the house elves packed for them. “How on earth do you stay so scrawny eating like that?”

She swallowed the last bit of cake in her mouth and answered, “I suppose good genetics. I’ve got to have a lot of protein and carbs to keep the weight I have on. Mom used to tell me that I ate her out of house and home,” Leah chuckled.

“Indeed,” he replied, still amazed at the sheer amount of food she just ate.

“Are you going to be up for a bit longer?”

He raised an eyebrow at Leah’s question. “I’m not sleepy right now, and I’ve got to change into my sleep clothes. I just wanted to make sure that my banging and clanging around wouldn’t keep you from getting to sleep.”

He wiped his mouth on his napkin and set it on the table. “No, I’ve got some research notes to look over before I sleep this evening.”

She smiled brightly. “Good. I’d hate to incur your wrath twice in one night. That would almost be a death wish.”

Leah made her way to the bathroom and shut the door. It wasn’t ten seconds before she emerged again holding a black colored something. “Dobby!” She called through clenched teeth.

The eager house elf appeared. “Yes, Mistress. Is there something Dobby can be helping you with?”

“Where are my sleep pants and shirt?”

“Oh Mistress! Master Professor Dumbledore sent you a proper gown to sleep in. He told Dobby to make sure you got it.”

Leah growled causing Dobby to cower. Severus watched the exchange, silently impressed at her ability to cow the house elf, and openly amused at Dumbledore’s meddling. She narrowed her eyes in anger. “That meddling old goat! I’ll gouge that fucking twinkle out of his eyes the next time I see him.”

With another growl, she turned on her heel and stomped back into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she walked back out with her long hair down, wearing a silk night gown that swept the floor. As she stomped into the sitting area, Severus could see that it was not black as he suspected, but purple. It shimmered in the firelight almost like a Peacock feather. It had a low back, and thin spaghetti straps with a slit up each side about mid-thigh.

She was still grumbling under her breath when she sat down on the couch. Immediately, the slit rode a bit higher and again she growled. “Stupid fucking…I ought to cut his beard for this. He didn’t even leave me a fucking robe.”

Severus eyes glittered in amusement at the young woman. With her hair down and in the nightgown the headmaster so thoughtfully loaned her, she was the picture of beauty, even if she was angry. She looked up at her roommate and sneered. “He does this to everyone, doesn’t he?”

He shook his head. “I thought so, Severus,” Leah answered with defeat in her voice.

After a few more minutes of fighting with the long gown, she gave up trying to sit and stretched out on the couch. She was not going to worry about how uncomfortable it was and how she knew that some time in the night it would creep northward and be around her neck by morning. Leah closed her eyes in defeat before lifting her long hair over the arm of the couch so she wouldn’t lay on it and pull it.

It wasn’t but a minute or two before she felt a long finger run across the arch of her foot. “Did it hurt much?”

Severus had gotten his first glimpse of her tattoo on her foot, a long stemmed blue rose. Without opening her eyes, she answered, “Yes, it sucked. The next few days were even worse, but I’d do it again in a moment.”

“You would?”

She smiled. “I would in a heart beat. My best friend Jenni had a thing for roses, and her favorite thing to do was to take white ones and put them in a vase of blue colored water. Within a few days, she had blue roses.

“Jenni’s going to die in the next eighteen months. In my time, when she did pass on, my friend Christina and I were so upset that we wanted to do something in her honor, so we got matching blue roses. Chris got hers in between her shoulder blades. She said she wanted to keep Jenni close to her heart. I got mine on my arch so we could always walk together.”

He raised both eyebrows in surprise. “You went through all of that pain in memory of a friend?”

Opening her eyes, she looked into his shocked face. “The physical pain helped to ease the emotional turmoil I was in at the time.”

Severus stood and gently lifted her feet as he sat on the opposite end of the couch. He set her feet in his lap and gently stroked the sole of her tattooed foot. “It’s beautiful. The rose itself is, but the meaning behind it makes it even more so.”

“It’s a reminder every day of how beautiful the world was with her in it. She died the fall after we graduated. She had a brain tumor and after almost five years, it beat her. That’s all water under the bridge now, though. I made peace with her death.”

They sat there for some time in an awkward silence. Severus’ gentle strokes to her foot became a massage. Leah could feel all of the tension flowing out of her body through her feet. She was also quickly becoming turned on.

She opened her eyes about half-way and said, “I think it would be best if you stopped now.”

Pausing he asked, “Why?”

Leah blushed a little and replied, “Because I have a bit of a foot fetish, and a foot massage could be considered foreplay.”

With a smirk, Severus lifted her foot and ran his tongue across the bottom of her big toe eliciting a shudder throughout her whole body. “Hmmm…you do have a kink or two, don’t you?”

He began nibbling on the arch of the same foot. The young woman moaned appreciatively and said, “I have more than a kink or two. This one just happens to be one of my favorites.”

Somewhere between Severus’ talented hands kneading her foot, and his talented mouth doing wicked things to it, Leah found herself getting up and straddling his lap. She ran her fingers through his long silky hair as she tilted his face up to hers. They sat there for some time kissing and exploring each other’s bodies with their hands.

She discovered quite by accident that he enjoyed being scratched in the midst of an especially passionate moment and that his nipples were extremely sensitive. He began whispering deliciously naughty things in her ear, causing her to lose all of her self control. His voice and his accent were like liquid fire straight to her loins.

Neither saw the fire in the hearth flame green nor the disembodied head appear, but the both heard the voice come from it. “Severus?”

The dark haired wizard jerked his head up as he pressed her face into his neck. He narrowed his eyes at the face in the fire. “Lucius, may I help you?”

“Oh, it is you Severus. I was afraid for a moment that I’d gotten the wrong hearth. I apologize for the interruption, I didn’t know you were…entertaining. I need to discuss something with you that can not wait. Would it be possible for me to step through?”

Severus sighed, knowing that Lucius wanted to discuss some Death Eater issue. “This can not wait until tomorrow? Do you realize just exactly how late it is?”

Malfoy laughed. “Yes, Brother, I do realize how late it is, and no, this can not wait. I’m going to step through, but I assure you it will not take long.”

The blonde’s head disappeared, giving Severus a moment to whisper into Leah’s ear. “Follow my lead; I will not lead you wrong.”

She whispered, “Okay,” just as Lucius was stepping out of the hearth.

Severus made no attempt to move the young woman and glared at the blonde. “State your business, Lucius, and be gone. I have more…pressing matters to attend to at the moment.”

“It is rare that you entertain, Severus. Where did you meet her?”

“If you must know, I picked her up in Muggle London. I’m testing a potion that I’ve developed that mimics Imperious, and I needed a test subject. I should be allowed to derive pleasure from the effects of this potion, should I not?”

The steel gray eyes of the blonde darkened as he sat in Severus’ chair with a malicious smile on his face. Severus sighed and pulled her head from his shoulder. He whispered in her ear, “I’m sorry, but we have to.”

He leaned back and looked at the blonde. “You always were a sick fuck, you know that Malfoy.”

He snorted in an undignified way. “I forget that you aren’t Severus, developing potions to take away free will,” Lucius replied sarcastically.

Snape turned back to Leah and put one long finger under her chin bringing it up to look her in the eyes. “Kiss me,” he says quietly.

Leah closes her eyes and steels her nerves for what could be a long, humiliating night. Leaning in, she captured his lips in a tentative kiss, but one that brokered no resistance. Soon both forgot their visitor as their hands began to roam freely again. Lucius moaned from his chair and Severus looked up to see him rubbing himself through his pants. He steeled Leah’s movements. “Are you quite done, now Malfoy? Is there other business we should be attending to now that you’ve had your show?”

“I want to borrow her Severus. Just give us about fifteen minutes, maybe thirty. “I want to see those lush, pouty lips wrapped around my cock. I’m sure she gives excellent head.”

Severus stood her up and gave her hand to Lucius. “No oral sex, Lucius. That throat is mine to ravage. Get down on your knees and wank him.”

“I can wank myself, Severus,” Lucius said through clenched teeth, obviously angry. “What I want is to cram my prick down her throat, or bury it between her ass cheeks, maybe both.”

“I’m afraid you’ll have to find a willing subject, Lucius. This young beauty is mine to thoroughly debauch.”

Leah sat at Lucius feet listening to the exchange, unsure what to do. The blonde narrowed his eyes at Severus before unzipping his pants. “Fine! She had better be good.”

Severus smirked. “We’ll see.”

Leah’s heart was pounding violently in her chest. She knew that she had to do what Severus said, but she couldn’t believe that he’d violate any trust she might have had in him. When Lucius pulled his hard cock from his pants, Leah wanted to laugh at him. She understood completely the reason he always carried a long, thick cane.

Taking his small cock in her hands, she began to stroke him. She had to keep her face down so that he could not see the mirth playing across her eyes. He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. As her hand moved up and down his shaft, she used her other to cup his balls and roll them around in her hand. Severus left the room and brought back a phial of a clear liquid, putting it wordlessly in Lucius hand.

The blonde popped the cork and poured a bit on the tip of his cock. The pleasant scented lubrication glided down his shaft with the help of her hands. Soon, she was pumping him faster and harder as she slipped up and down his now oily skin. He began to moan out in ecstasy as he edged closer to release.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened and Leah slipped a single finger below his sac and pressed firmly on the skin. He almost came out of his seat as his orgasm crashed through his body with an intensity that he’d never felt. She stroked his small member until he stilled her hand.

“My, my but you are a good little slut,” he purred as he ran a finger through her hair.

He waved his hand and cleaned himself up, as Severus walked back into sight. He took a wet cloth and pulled her up as he cleaned her soiled hands. “Go to the bedroom and wait for me,” he whispered quietly.

She nodded and walked to the room and closed the door. Leah sat on the bed disgusted with herself. She only did what she had to do to survive, but it didn’t make her feel any less dirty. She was disgusted that Severus would force her to do something so vile. It was rather humorous, though, looking at his tiny little prick as compared to Severus’.

Severus. She was angry with him. He had violated her trust in him. Leah took slow deep breaths to calm herself. Her rational mind was telling her that Severus only did what he had to, but it didn’t make her less angry. He opened the door a few minutes later.

“Leah,” he said softly.

A/N2: Yeah, sorry about the cliffie here, I\'m writing the next chapter as you read this, so hopefully it won\'t be long.