Violations

Part 4 – Training






Part
4 – Training

 

“How
much has Severus taught you in regards to defensive duelling?” Lucius asked
Jessica on the way to the training room.

“Not much,” she replied meekly.
“There’s a Duelling Club at Hogwarts. He took me to the first session to watch
him, but, something happened and there were no more lessons before I left.”

After
each two steps, the base of his cane clicked against the marble flooring in a
steady rhythm. Lucius walked with his shoulders back and his chin held high in
a dignified manner. Jessica eyed him carefully and watched him, fascinated, as
he walked with such poise and refinement.

He is rather handsome, Jessica found herself thinking as
she looked into his glacier blue eyes, and a perfect gentleman when it
serves his purpose. Jessica kept her look of disgust to herself as she
thought about all the time he had been a complete slimeball to her. It’s all
just a show, Jessica convinced herself, he’s nothing more than a
selfish, audacious brute with enough money to persuade his superiors to look
the other way.

As if he could sense her wicked
thoughts, Lucius turned to look her way and curiously raised an eyebrow.
“Something vexes thee?” he asked calmly.

“Not at all,” Jessica assured him.
Noticing how exceedingly close she had drifted towards him as they walked side
bye, Je, Jessica took a giant step away from him.

Lucius either didn’t notice her abrupt
motion or didn’t care to acknowledge that she wanted to maintain a respectable
distance between them. He carried on walking swiftly towards the room they’d
been using for Jessica’s training without noticeably paying her much attention.

Lucius pressed his hand against the
large, oak door and pushed it open. It creaked faintly as it slowed to a stop
and Lucius stepped aside, letting Jessica in first. She hesitantly stepped into
the large room, letting her shoulder brush delicately against his chest as she
passed. A faint drift of his cologne lingered in the air around her and Jessica
found herself breathing deeply at it. She closed her eyes as she breathed it in
again, as if to commit the aroma to memory.

Lucius smiled as he caught up to her.
“Ardour,” he breathed into her ear as he passed her by, torturing her with
another waft of his rousing aroma. He pulled hind fnd from the top of his cane
and carefully leaned the snakehead against the wall. “Narcissa finds it
irresistible,” Lucius continued. He glanced over at her, one eyebrow raised in
amusement as if expecting her to somehow surrender to the aroma he was
inducing.

“It’s… rather pleasant,” Jessica
responded coolly, trying to shield her embarrassment. “Can we get started?” she
said to change the subject quickly. She extracted her wand from her robes and
tied her belt tight around her waist to keep the long folds of her clothing
from billowing out and getting in her way.

“My, my, aren’t we eager this
morning,” Lucius pronounced approvingly.

Jessica nodded affirmatively. “I want
to finish my letter to Severus and have it off to him before lunch,” she
explained.

Her excuse, although legitimate, amused
Lucius. He chuckled softly and nodded his head. “Very well.” Lucius backed up
until he was standing roughly twenty paces away from her. He tucked his wand
under his arm and reached up to his neck and untied his cloak before throwing
it aside onto the coat rack next to his cane. His shiny, leather boots left
foot imprints on the padded mat, as he stood parallel to Jessica.

Lucius pulled each of his brown
leather gloves tight and flexed his fingers. He was left wearing a white,
Musketeer-like dress shirt with long sleeves and elegant ruffles running along
down the middle. His smoke-grey pants fit him so perfectly Jessica could easily
make out the profile of his strong legs and rounded behind. “Hold you wand at
the ready, like this,” he instructed, taking Jessica’s attention away from
scrutinizing his lower body andonstonstrating with his own wand how she should
hold hers.

With her wand in her right hand,
Jessica bent her arm and raised it over her head while holding her left arm out
straight in front of her with her rigid fingers pointed directly at Lucius. She
stood with her weight on her left leg while the ball of her right foot bounced
readily against the padded floor behind her, prepared to thrust forward in an
attack at any moment.

“Good,” Lucius said. “Now, I’m going
to disarm you, so be prepared and watch me carefully.” His wand wiggled
anxiously in his hand as he waited for Jessica to acknowledge him.

She nodded confidently and pressed her
right heel back into the mats to test its softness. It’ll have to do,
she told herself as she recalled how painful it looked when Severus knocked
Lockhart off his feet at the Duelling Club.

“On
three,” Lucius warned.

Jessica squeezed her hand around her
wand and swallowed hard on one… took a deep breath on two…

“Incapatatus!”

Lucius whipped his wand around his
body and struck towards Jessica, sen a f a flash of white light her way.
Jessica instinctively drew her wand in front of herself as if to protect her
body from Lucius’ swift magic.

Before she had time to respond, an
invisible power pulled Jessica’s wand right out of her hand and forced her body
backwards. She fell gracelessly to the floor, slamming her back into the soft
of the mat beneath her.

“Ah!” she cried, feeling the wind
being knocked out of her chest. She gasped as she struggled to refill her lungs
with another breath but found it exceptionally difficult. Each breath came in
short, desperate gasps until a gloved hand slipped under her neck and carefully
hoisted her up into a sitting position.

“Relax, Jessica,” Lucius instructed as
he cradled her upper body in his arms. He pushed her jumbled locks of hair
behind her shoulders and delicately rubbed her back as she tried desperately to
get her breathing back to normal. “You’ll be happy to know, that was one of the
least powerful Disarming spells. “Not even half as powerful as the one you saw
Severus perform on Professor Lockhart.

Jessica coughed into her hand as she
finally managed to sustain a regular breathing pattern. She looked up
quizzically at Lucius and coughed one more time. “I never told you what spell
Severus – cough, cough – used on him,” she said.

Lucius
smiled and brushed his gloved hand through Jessica’s hair. “No you didn’t,” he
assured. “My son told me everything about the Duelling Club. He sounds just
like his father,” Lucius said proudly as he helped Jessica up onto her feet.

Jessica rolled her eyes as she found
her balance. She should have known. Draco was his son, of course Lucius would
have heard about the Duelling Club by his means. “If that’s so, I know just the
spell to take you down,” she said confidently, remembering how frightened Draco
looked after Harry had sent him soaring across the way after disarming him.

“You’re welcome to try,” Lucius said.
He began walking back to the spot he’d been standing in before, where he still
had at least ten feet of padding behind him. He raised his wand and motioned
for Jessica to do the same.

Still feeling a bit wheezy, Jessica
prepared herself as Lucius had. A tiny smile crept onto her face as she imagined
how much she was going to enjoy this if it went right. Jessica hadn’t
anticipated this much satisfaction since watching Lucius suffer in Diagon Alley
after she’d bit him.

“On three,” she said eagerly. Lucius
nodded in agreement and paid her close attention. “One.”

He glared readily at her.

“Two.”

He took a deep breath.

“Rictusempra!”

Jessica thrust forward, pointing her
wand angrily at Lucius as the spell struck him. She’d never forget the look on
Lucius’ face as his wand flew from his hand and his body lifted from the floor
and soared backwards all the way to the very edge of the pa mat mats. He landed
with a crash. Jessica kept from giggling as she heard an extensive groan sound
from his end of the mat.

Lucius was on his back and had one
knee bent up and the other lying flat against the mat. His arms were spread out
at awkward angles and he wasn’t moving. Jessica smiled at her success and
waited patiently for him to get up.

Lucius remained motionless, resorting
only to low groans and mumbles.

Jessica set her wand down on the mat
and slowly approached him. The mat squashed under her feet as she stepped
nearer. “Mr. Malfoy?” she called.

His eyes were closed and his chest was
barely moving. Long tresses of blonde hair spread in a mangled web across the
mat much like Jessica’s hair did when he’d knocked her down.

Jessica knelt down beside him and
tapped the back of her hand against his cheek. “Lucius?” she called softly.

He groaned again, assuring her that he
was still conscious. A moment passed before he rocked his head back and forth
and then slowly opened his eyes. He turned his head to give her a funny look
but then closed his eyes again. Lucius began to chuckle.

“Very well done, Jessica,” he
congratulated. “Only next time, you’re going to have to take your time bringing
your wand around your body. Then, you won’t hit your opponent with so much
force.”

“And why wouldn’t I want to do that?”
she asked and absentmindedly offered her hand to help him up.

Lucius gratefully took her hand and
pulled himself up to his feet. “Because, my dear, that was a Disarming
spell – not a spell meant to knock your opponent silly. Perhaps we’ll
get into that another day.”

Jessica looked doubtfully at Lucius.
“I don’t quite think I fancy the idea of practicing that alone with you.”

Lucius laughed again and put his hand
on her back as he walked her back to the far side of the mat. “Very well then,
I’ll have Narcissa join us. She rather excels in combat.”

Jessica casually reached her hand out
towards her wand and it immediately lifted off of the mat and soared directly
into her grasp. She turned to Lucius, expecting him to go back to his side to
show her another Disarming Charm.

He was still standing next to her,
staring fascinated at her wand. “Remarkable,” he whispered. “Forgive me for
being so blunt, but I thought you sacrificed your powers when you took Severus
as your lover.”

Jessica slowly shook her head. “No, I
didn’t,” she told him. “I only lost the ability to read the minds and sense the
emotions of everyone except Severus,” she explained, although she had the
distinct impression he knew before she did that this would result upon the loss
of her virginity.

“I see. And what of your Animagus
ability?” he inquired.

“Still in tact,” Jessica answered
immediately. “Shall I enlighten you?” A devious smile spread across her lips as
the memory of her last encounter with Lucius in the form of a Fierce Snake
played in her mind.

“Perhaps another time,” Lucius said
calmly, completely maintaining his composure, although Jessica was certain the
memory of Diagon Alley was just as fresh in his mind as it was in hers.

Lucius took another step closer to
Jessica. He held his black wand in his right hand and lifted Jessica’s arm with
the tip of his wand o sho shoulder’s length. He eyed down the line of their
parallel arms and put his left hand on her hip.

The sudden closeness made Jessica’s
heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard and flinched, anxiously wondering what he
was going to do. “Hold your arm tight,” he instructed, tapping his wand against
her right arm. “Now, for the next Charm I want you to bring you wand all the
way back,” he held her by the wrist and slowly eased her through the wand
movement.

Lucius whispered his instructions into
her ear and repeated the wand motion several more times. His gentle voice
tantalized Jessica’s ears and she found herself paying more attention to his
soft sounds than she was to the wrist movement he was showing her. His body was
warm and acted as a painful reminder of the warmth and comfort she left behind
at Hogwarts.

Noticher her lack of attention, Lucius
smiled to himself and continued moving along with her body until she had the
gesture mastered. “Perfect,” he breathed into her ear. “Now, all on your own,”
he said and slowly began to back away.

Jessica’s empty hand came down on the
hand Lucius had placed on her hip before he could move it. She turned her head
so that her cheek was almost pillowed against his chest. Lucius held still,
wondering if she could possibly have been aroused by their close encounter as
much as he had.

He couldn’t quite believe what Jessica
was doing when she pressed her entire body back into his and took a gentle
breath of his alluring aroma. Her eyes closed and her lips breathed a single
word in silence.

Severus.

She
missed him so badly. So badly that her body found content in burrowing in the
warmth of the man he sent her away to be with.

Lucius.

Lucius!

Dear Merlin!

Jessica’s eyes opened at once and she
immediately stepped away from him, bewildered and in total disbelief that she’d
allowed her body to be drawn to his.

“I’m sorry,” she quickly apologized.
“I didn’t mean it. I just…”

What had she done? Was she so
desperate to remember what it felt like to be in Severus’ arms that she’d allow
herself to seek comfort in the arms of the man she both feared and loathed?

“It’s all right,” Lucius said
causally. “After being subject to the effects of the Incapatation Charm, you’re
bound to experience a loss of equilibrium.”

Jessica’s mouth hung open slightly as
Lucius stepped away from her and walked back to the other side of the mat. She
found it to be rather fortunate that Lucius had only thought she’d lost her
balance when she had moved her body against his.

She brushed her hands down her robes
as if to wipe the reminiscence of his closeness away. And if she knew how,
Jessica would have removed every trace of his cologne from her clothing. As
arousing as it was, she did not want to have to be reminded of him with
every breath of Ardour.

Although, being that close to him felt
just as arousing as she imagined in her dreams of him. He was warm, and she
could feel a blaze of excitement rush through her body upon contact.

Enough! Jessica warned herself. It was
foolish to think that she could be aroused by Lucius Malfoy. She hated him!

Didn’t she?

Yes.

He’s a Death Eater. Perhaps even the very Death
Eater who murdered my mother. Or, the Death Eater who took me from my home and
dropped me at the feet of my father. Even now, Lucius would hand me over to his
Dark Lord if he were strong enough to finish me off.

“Are you ready?”

Jessica looked up at Lucius with
newfound loathing and eyed him dangerously. “Yes, I am.”

“Good. What I’m going to teach you now
is another Disabling Charm. Should all go well, your opponent will lose not
only his wand, but his ability to strike back for a short amount of time.” He
cocked an eyebrow and held his wand out in front of him. “Just fair warning,
you will collapse to the floor and lose almost all feeling in your body until
the spell wears off.”

Out of either fear or anxiety,
Jessica’s heart missed another beat. “For how long?” she asked.

“Not long,” Lucius assured. “Bung
ng
enough for me to get away. Thirty, forty seconds at the most.”

“All right,” she agreed softly. “But
turn about is fair play. Severus has already taught me some nasty curses.”

“I have no doubt,” Lucius said. He
cleared his throat and stepped forward. “On three. One. Two. Desarmaras!”

Jessica held her own wand out in
defence. The tip of her wand ignited as it absorbed the rush of magic coming
from Lucius. She felt a force thrusting her body backwards, but before she fell
Jessica saw her wand give off its own array of white light that soared directly
back towards Lucius.

For one brief moment the entire room
filled with a brilliant white light. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut and felt
her bottom hit the mat. She held her hands out to break her fall and heard her
wand skidding across the marble floor several feet away.

When she opened her eyes, Lucius was
on the other side, face down on the mat. His hair was all to one side and his
face was pressed awkwardly into the mat.

Strangely surprised that she could
move and feel each of her limbs, Jessica pushed herself up and went to pick up
her wand. There was an odd stir lingering in the air. Jessica’s robes clung to
her body and her hair felt especially staticy.

Jessica tried to remember what had
happened after Lucius cast his spell. She felt the blast forcing bac backwards,
but before she fell she could have sworn she saw her own wand emitting a surge
of power.

“Dear Merlin,” she said to herself and
approached Lucius. She rolled him over onto his back and cupped his face in her
hands. “Lucius?” she called softly.

He was breathing. His eyes were moving
slowly back and forth behind closed lids. He groaned and strived to open his
eyes.

“Lucius, are you all right?” Jessica
asked.

He looked at her and tried to sit up.

Nothinppenppened.

“Jessica,” he struggled to say. “Who
taught you to do that?” he asked.

Holding her hand behind his neck to
elevate him slightly, Jessica lifted him just enough to set his shoulders on
her knees. “I don’t know what you mean. Who taught me what?”

He groaned again. “I assume that
because I can’t move my arms or legs, you somehow managed to get my spell to
backfire. That is a task not easily managed, even by the greatest of wizards. I
also can’t quite see Severus teaching you something so soon.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what
happened,” Jessica said truthfully.

Lucius ground his teeth together and
groaned as he tried to get up. Jessica saw his knee fidget and then collapse a
second later.

“Take it easy,” Jessica said as she
hoisted him up into a sitting position. “You said yourself that the effects
wear off in less than a minute.” She let the back of his shoulders rest against
her chest and watched as he began to flex his fingers.

“Well, I’m delighted that you didn’t
take the opportunity to flee,” Lucius said. “You must trust that I’m not going
to turn around and place you in a body-bind as soon as I’m on my feet,” he
teased.

His good-humoured approach wrought a
smile on Jessica’s face. She temporarily dismissed the desire she had to loath
him when the fruity essence of his hair aroused her senses. She let a strand of
the long blonde wisps touch her cheek. It was soft and tickled her neck.

“Are you ready to stand?” she asked
when she saw his boot bouncing up and down.

“Yes, I believe so,” Lucius answered.
He slowly pulled his knees up together and pushed back on Jessica. She pulled
him up under his arms and once he was up she walked around to his front and
finally let go. He wobbled slightly and then went to take one step forward.

His foot came down in front of
Jessica, and when he went to take another step, his body fell forward and
Jessica caught him before he fell again. “Whoa,” she cried as his weight came
down on her. Jessica fell back and Lucius toppled over her with his hands
pressed down on the mat on either side of her head.

“Perhaps we moved to quickly,” Lucius
whispered. “I’m dreadfully sorry,” he apologized after realizing how startled
Jessica looked to have his body directly on top of hers. “I really didn’t mean
for this to happen,” he said quite seriously, although he didn’t let the
opportunity to feel her this close to him slip away in vain.

“It’s okay,” Jessica said quickly and
immediately began to slither out from under him. This time she watched as
Lucius helped himself up to his feet. She backed up against the wall and stood
still as he regained all feeling in his limbs. In the time it took him to
compose himself, Jessica closed her eyes and reflected on what had just
happened.

Something she had done caused his
spell to backfire. She escaped his Charm with nothing but a sore wrist from
falling backwards. And then, she willed herself to help him up. She cradled him
in her arms and touched his hair as she breathed in his aroma. Lucius had
fallen, consequently caging her between thoor oor and his body. It had
frightened her, but at the same time…

“Dear Merlin,” she whispered to
herself as she remembered her last vivid dream of him. She compared the feel of
his body pressed against her in the dream to the reality of being beneath him
on the floor. In her dreams she allowed Lucius to arouse her, knowing that it
was only a dream. Now… today… right here… his closeness aroused her just the
same.

Terrified of the thought of wanting to
be so close to Lucius and angry at herself for feeling this way for him,
Jessica kept her eyes squeezed shut and reminded herself just how appalling
this was becoming. She didn’t want Lucius, but her body was begging to know if
this man was just as superb in reality as he was in her dreams.

Lucius tossed his hair behind his
shoulders and straightened up in a dignified manner. He eyed Jessica and saw
that she was still a little shaken. He stepped up to her and offered her his
hand. “Are you all right, Jessica?” he asked while still maintaining a
respectable distance from her.

“I’m fine,” she insisted. “Just fine.”

Jessica watched in shock as her hand
reached to to take his. He helped her back onto the mat and began walking with
her to the doors. “I think we’ve had enough for today,” he decided. “This
evening you may continue with your reading. After dinner either Narcissa or I
will review along with you.”

“All right,” Jessica agreed. She
placed her wand back in her robes and then looked hopefully into Lucius’ eyes.
She gave him a dispirited look of wanting, yearning and agony – and he saw
right through it.

When he sighed Jessica knew right away
that he knew something was troubling her, perhaps even exactly what might be
troubling her.

Impossible, Jessica told herself, he couldn’t
possibly know what’s troubling me. He can’t see into my dreams.

She looked up into his pale blue eyes
like a frightened girl ready to receive a scolding. His mere curiosity
frightened her and his suddenly overpowering presence intimidated her. Jessica
was considerably shorter than he was which only added to the frightened child
inside her.

For one moment,” Lucius began in the
softest voice Jessica had ever heard surpass his lips, “may we put our differences
aside long enough for you to tell me what it is I can do to make your stay here
more enjoyable? I don’t want to keep seeing you mope about the manor.”

Her fear of him slowly subsided until
all that remained was the awkward desire to be closer to him. “We’re not so
different, you and I,” she found herself saying. “You’ve been nothing but kind
and generous towards me since the moment I arrived, and for that I am grateful.
Quite honestly I feared that you would be the man I mistook you for when we met
last year. You’ve already done everything you can to make me feel happy and
welcome. It’s just that…” She turned her gaze from his eyes to his lips and
then closed her eyes, not wanting to be lured into the awful temptation.

“Just what?” Lucius encouraged. He
took one step closer to her and turned her chin up with his gloved hand,
touching his fingers to her as little as possible.

Jessica
looked anxiously between each of his eyes and then closed her hands around his.
“I’ve been away from Severus for a long time now, and I think my longing for
him is playing some nasty tricks on me in my sleep. I long to be with him, but
in his absence… I find myself…”

I can’t believe I’m thinking of
telling him this,
Jessica said to herself. No, I can’t. I cannot tell him about my dreams, but
I can neither go on pretending that he doesn’t entertain my thoughts and
desires.

“I understand,” Lucius said.

“No, I don’t think you do.” Jessica
absentmindedly squeezed her hands tight around his glove. She neglected to
notice that her fingers were rubbing the brown leather affectionately as she
spoke. “I do want you to understand that I love Severus very much,” she said,
“and being here with you… I somehow find myself wanting to be reminded of what
it feels like to be loved, and to be held, and…”

Jessica’s voice trailed off as she
took the closing stride towards Lucius and stepped up on her tiptoes before
closing her eyes and touching her lips to his. She kissed him softly once for a
little while until she realized that he was not returning her kiss. Although
his lips remained motionless, Lucius did not step away or push her back. He
stood patiently and watched her as she backed down and took her hands off of
him.

“I’m very sorry,” Jessica apologized
sincerely. “I – I don’t know what I was thinking. Forgive me.” She started to
walk around him but felt Lucius’ hands come around her shoulders and stop her
from leaving. He held her right in front of him and gazed down at her with a
serious expression on his face.

“I believe I know what you were
thinking,” Lucius said, “but as lonely as you may feel, that gives you no right
to be so bold as to kiss a married man.”

Jessica shed a shameful tear and
raised her hand to wipe it away.

Before she could, Lucius brought his
finger to her cheek and wiped it for her. He lifted her chin again and sighed
as he looked at her reddened eyes. “I know you love Severus and I know you
wouldn’t dare betray him by taking another man in your arms. On the same note,
there is no other woman I would rather be with than the one I made my wife.”
Lucius brought his hands down to coil around her shoulders. “After I kiss you,
may you walk away with enough guilt on your conscious to realize that you’ll
never again want to betray the man you truly love.”

Before Jessica could respond to his
words, Lucius slanted his head down and settled his lips on top of hers.
Jessica was taken aback by the hot, heavy motion of his lips stroking over hers
and the strong, gloved fingers wrapping around the back of her neck. As Lucius
held her close Jessica didn’t even think of pulling back. His kiss in reality
felt as warm and intense as it did in her dreams. Jessica weaved her hands
through his hair and ed hed her mouth to him when his tongue began to stroke
softly against her bottom lip. She moaned low in her throat and took one more
quick breath before Lucius framed her face in his hands and kissed deep in her
mouth as her hands came down and grasped his broad shoulders.

When his tongue touched hers Jessica
gave into the sensations that were rushing through her body. The heat that
suffused her limbs spread quickly and invaded her core. Jessica turned hot,
wanting to feel his hands upon her body.

Frightened by her fierce desires
Jessica pulled back quickly. Lucius looked anything but surprised, rather
satisfied that she’d broken the kiss off first. What she was unaware of was how
close he had been to wanting to fulfil her desires by taking her into his arms
and filling his hands with her generous curves.

His serious expression reminded
Jessica of his last words. She thought of Severus and how she had just betrayed
him by ta ple pleasure in a kiss from another man, a married man in fact.
Consumed with guilt, Jessica brought her fingers to her lips intending to wipe
the feel of his kiss away.

She squeezed her eyes shut realizing
that she wanted his taste to linger on her lips and in her mouth just a little
bit longer. Jessica sniffed, torn between wanting to hold Lucius again and
honouring Severus by never touching Lucius again.

Lucius touched his own lips. He eyed
Jessica carefully and released a heavy breath before speaking. “There was a
time that I desperately wanted to be the man chosen to take you as a wife,
Jessica,” he confessed. “The day Voldemort announced that he had a daughter,
one who he wanted to give to his most faithful follower, I got down on my knees
and swore that I would do anything to have you.” He picked his cloak up and
tied it neatly around him. “Back then I hadn’t even seen how beautiful you
were. I wanted you purely because I thought that I’d never find a woman who was
willing to love and marry me once she found out what I was. But now, I’ve found
that woman I never thought existed and I am very happy to have her. I’ll not do
anything to lose her. So please,” he looked desperately into Jessica’s eyes.
“Please, do not tempt me like this again. I don’t know that I’ll be able to
resist you next time.”

Jessica nodded, declaring a silent
agreement.

“Good,” he said and reached for his
cane leaninainsainst the wall. Before leaving he bent his head down to
Jessica’s ear. “You are beautiful,” he whispered in assurance. “Severus is a
very lucky man to have you.”

Before he straightened up, Lucius put
his hand to her chin and touched a single kiss to Jessica’s cheek. She closed
her eyes and swallowed hard, knowing that this would be the last time she ever
felt his lips upon her.&nbs 

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So, what do you think so far??? Let me
know, K? I’d love to hear from all of my readers. And, if you’re wanting to
know the history of Severus and Jessica, or perhaps the rendezvous in Diagon
Alley I was referring to, it’s all in my fiction called Journey to Passion,
available to read on both adultfan and fanfiction . net. If you’re a fan of Snape,
I promise you will love the Journey. I’d love for you to read it and leave a
review. Jessica sure knows how to press his buttons!

K, next chapter up is going to be jam
packed with adult content… just fair warning. After all, do you really think
Lovely Lucius will be able to get to sleep after THAT little enterprise??? No
way!

… And will Snape ever find out about
their kiss??? Is the burden of one kiss too much for her? Cond wid with guilt,
will Jessica confide in Snape and confess her dreams or the real kiss?