Another Dark Star

A/N: Happy Valentine’s day to my readers and reviewers. This hot little chapter is a thank you for sticking with me, enjoy!!


Chapter 40 – Auror School


Snape surveyed the scene before him with a blend of horror and contempt. The impressive Great Hall of his beloved Hogwarts; a seat of learning and Alma Mater of some of the greatest witches and wizards of all time, had been festooned with sickly pink hearts and red glitter and Severus for one was not impressed. When Lockhart had the audacity to suggest students come to him for a love potion he glared at the student body menacingly.

‘Just let one of the little twerps dare ask me, I’ll give them the most painful slow-acting poison I possess.’ He thought. No doubt the students believed he was so furious because he was alone and unloved; a hateful, ugly creature such as he had no place on Valentine’s Day, except perhaps moping in his lonely dungeon.

In fact the reason the ‘Dungeon Bat’ was so miserable was because for the first time he had a lovely, warm and willing witch with whom he wished to spend the day, however due to his pedagogic duties and the secretive nature of their relationship he was unable to do so. Still, he had sent Sadira a small token of his affection and would see her at the weekend instead. Now if he could get through the day without one of those hideous dwarf-cupids disturbing a class he would be a happier man.


Sadira and Tonks were hard at work on the physical training field, kicking lumps out of the training dummies with Taylor, Mason and their Physical Trainer; Professor Liebstrom. They were disturbed by a Third Year student, carrying a small parcel.

“An owl just arrived for Sadira Prewett; Anderson said she’d be here.” The young man said.

“That’s me!” she said, waving her wand and stopping the golem in its tracks.

“Thank you Carson. Take a break group.” Liebstrom called.

The young man, Carson, handed the box to Sadie with a wink and left. The box was long, slim and bright red. Sadie blushed when she remembered what day it was.

“Go on, open it!” pressed Tonks.

Sadie slid the lid off the box to reveal a perfect deep red rose, velvety in texture and almost black in shade.

“Oh Sadie, it’s gorgeous!” Tonks gushed as Sadira flushed even further. There was also a small black velvet pouch and a letter. She lifted out the letter first.

‘My darling Sadira,
Words cannot express how much I miss you and how I wish we could be spending this day together. I hope you will accept these tokens of my affection and allow me to make it up to you this weekend instead. These gifts I send are an expression of how dear you are to me but are mere trifles when compared to your beauty for you are more lovely and more radiant. Know that I love you and will be thinking of you and it will not be long before we are together again.
Yours always, as ever;
S.’

“Oh Sadie, that’s so romantic! This older bloke of yours sounds great. Does he have any single friends?” Tonks hinted, reading the note over Sadira’s shoulder.

“He does have his moments.” Sadie smiled, fondly remembering romantic evenings they had shared that summer.

“What’s in the bag then?” Tonks said, pointing to the pouch. Sadie opened it and tipped the contents into her hand to reveal a beautiful, and rather expensive looking, pair of diamond earrings.

“Bloody hell Sadie!!!” Tonks gasped jealously.

“What?” asked Taylor, now intrigued and nosy by nature anyway.

“Look at the rocks Sadie’s boyfriend got her!” Tonks said, pointing.

“Holy shit Prewett! That’s gotta be over a thousand Galleons worth of jewellery there.” Taylor spluttered.

“You must be fucking good in bed to have earned those!” he added, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“Taylor, that was a bit crude.” Mason chided, a little envious of this unknown rival for Sadie’s affections.

“Well I say marry the bloke as soon as possible. If he’s that romantic and spends all his dosh on fancy presents, he’s a keeper!” Tonks joked.

“Not to mention he’s wicked in bed!” Sadie added in an undertone, causing both girls to cackle.

“Well I can see I’m not going to get any work out of you girls now.” Sighed Liebstrom.

“Sorry Sir, I’ll get back to work right away.” Sadie said, snapping to attention.

“Oh, go on, you young ladies enjoy the holiday. Take five.” He said with a smile.

“Thanks Liebstrom.” Sadie said and he found himself sandwiched between his female recruits, receiving a kiss on each cheek.

“My lucky day!” he joked. “You’re very welcome girls”

“Sweet! Sadie gets a present from her fuck buddy and we get the day off. I like the guy already!” Taylor said joyfully.

“So... Gossip! Tell me more about this romantic and generous fella of yours.” Tonks pried as Sadira put her new earrings in, breathing in the heady scent of the rose which had a preservation charm.

“Well, he usually comes off as quite reserved and quiet but he’s unbelievably smart and has a wicked sense of humour. Most people wouldn’t have him pegged as a romantic but under the surface it’s like a well of passion bubbling away and he only shows it when he’s with me.

We’re neither of us fond of grand gestures or public displays of affection. Even his present is a total surprise, but then again he isn’t predictable either. Although he’s rarely spontaneous, he meticulously plans everything he does, he never lets anyone know what he’s thinking. He likes to keep me guessing.” She gushed, getting carried away in her thoughts of Severus while Tonks listened avidly, enjoying this rare opportunity of her private and reticent friend opening up to her.

“And when it comes to the bedroom, he’s even more so. He’s a talented lover and not selfish like younger guys can be; only interested in their own gratification. He enjoys seeing me receive pleasure for its own sake. He’s so amazing; I really do love him Tonks.” She sighed.

“So when will I get to meet this amazing lover of yours?” Tonks asked.

“I dunno Tonks, we still have to keep this pretty hush-hush. I haven’t asked him when we can come out in the open with this; I assume he’ll tell me when the time is right.” She replied.

“He isn’t married is he?” asked Tonks suspiciously.

“Gods no, definitely not. We lived together this summer remember? I can’t tell you his name or his job, you can ask pretty much anything else!” Sadie assured her.

“Ok, how old is he? You said older but are we talking Bill Weasley older or grey beard older?” Tonks asked.

“Tonks! He’s not old, he’s only thirty three.” Sadie said.

“Wow! Ok he’s not ‘old’ old but still, that’s a big age difference, fourteen years!” Tonks said.

“Fourteen years is a lot on paper but we’re well suited. He’s so mature and understanding, so patient and so clever. I fell for his mind long before I fell in love with the rest of him!”

“So what’s his best physical attribute?” Tonks asked, on a roll with the gossip. Sadie looked at her with an eyebrow raised and a sardonic smile.

“Apart from that!” Tonks said, exasperated. Sadie smiled a rare genuine smile.

“His eyes; he has lovely dark eyes and they are so deep, when I look into them I get lost.” She sighed dreamily.

“Jeez! You’ve really got it bad for this guy eh?” Tonks noted.

“I fell hard for him, that’s true.” She replied, twirling the rose in a very girly and un-Sadira like manner.

Tonks wondered what kind of a man he must be to have made such a big impression on the cold, reserved and taciturn Slytherin. She and Tonks had known each other for a long time and had been friends for about a year and the longest conversation they had ever had about Sadira’s personal life was the one they just had. Tonks thought about everything Sadie had just said, all the while wondering how she could find a man like that; tender, romantic, devoted and generous. She decided a fourteen year age gap wasn’t so bad if the man was as clever, loving and warm as Sadie’s.


That weekend, Severus Floo-ed to Sadie’s flat from his office only to find her living room dark and empty. He was immediately on edge and on his guard.

“Sadie?” he called cautiously.

“In here Love” she called from the kitchen. He allowed himself to breathe easier.

He entered the little kitchen and found the table set up for a meal; the single rose he sent her in a silver bud vase between a pair of cream taper candles in twin silver holders softly lighting the room. She turned from the stove and smiled shyly at him.

“Happy belated Valentine’s day Severus.” She said.

His eyes drank in the sight of her. Her wild dark curls were tamed into soft ringlets that tumbled loosely about her shoulders and down her back. She was wearing a clingy red satin dress that showed off her curves beautifully, teamed with tottering black heels that enhanced the curve of her legs and bottom and brought her closer to his height. Her lips and nails were painted the same shade of siren red as the gown and her entrancing green eyes, which he loved the most about her, were emphasised with plenty of black mascara and a hint of liner. The colour of the gown set off her pale skin well and made her seem as though she were a marble statue of some seductive goddess.

“I knew you wouldn’t have eaten at the school, so I thought you might like to share a romantic meal together.” She said, flushing slightly under the intensity of his gaze and twirling a curl around her finger nervously in an endearingly childlike manner. It was then that he noticed with a hint of pride that she was wearing the earrings he bought her.

He was worried when he bought them that she might not like them but if she bothered to wear them he knew she must love them. Sure, they were expensive, but he owned his own home and his food and board were covered for 9 months of the year anyway. It wasn’t as if he had anything else to spend his salary on and over the years he had amassed a tidy sum in his Gringotts account, splurging only on his one real expense; his library. Many of the books in his house were quite old and rare; expensive gifts to himself as reward for not losing his temper and poisoning students or staff.

“I see you liked my gift.” He said silkily, enjoying watching her squirm as his longing for her was evident in his expression.

“Yes, very much, they are beautiful, thank you Severus. You really shouldn’t spoil me like that.” She said, her breath hitching as he moved close to her.

“But you deserve it my dear. Besides, I enjoy spoiling you.” He said, desire darkening his eyes as he stood close enough to smell her perfume; still roses and honeysuckle, a scent he would never forget.

“Would you like to sit down and I’ll bring out the starter?” she said, flustered.

“I’d rather move straight to dessert.” He said lustfully, capturing her lips with his and drawing her body to his in a strong embrace, kissing her senseless.

“Oh Sev, I’ve missed you so much.” She sighed, holding him close as he ran his hands over the silky fabric of her satin clad form, enjoying the feel of the fluid smooth fabric under his skin.

“This dress is lovely, you look wonderful tonight.” He whispered, pressing his body against hers, revelling in her warm soft form moulding to his.

“Please Severus, can we have dinner first? I’ve been training hard all day and I’m actually starving.” She pleaded. He stepped back chuckling.

“Very well, let’s see what you have prepared, my domestic goddess.” He smirked.
She laid out the first course; asparagus and oyster salad. He raised a brow at her choice.

“If everything on the menu is an aphrodisiac, you won’t make it past the main course.” He admonished, enjoying the comely way she blushed. ‘She never usually blushes this much, I wonder what’s come over her?’ he thought.

Nevertheless he enjoyed the meal. She was right, he hadn’t been able to enjoy the excellent fare at Hogwarts while that smug, self-satisfied prick Lockhart had been going on with himself tonight, filling his spleen with bile and vitriol and upsetting his equilibrium.

Sadie brought out the main course; a delicate king prawn and garlic linguini. The girl never ceased to surprise him. He knew she was a competent cook as they had shared kitchen duties at Spinners End, but she had pulled out all the stops tonight. Her cooking really was delicious and even he ended up wanting more after tasting her fine fare. If she kept this up, the lean Potions Master wouldn’t remain so skinny much longer.

When she brought out dessert he was in heaven! He had always harboured a secret sweet tooth and when she revealed the petits pots de chocolat; little smooth dark chocolate mousses, he nearly died. How did she know his one weakness? Damn the temptress, teasing him with her lithe body and decadent dark chocolate. The dry bitterness of the chocolate was complemented perfectly by the sweet bubbly cava they were drinking. She had certainly spent a lot of time and effort in preparing this evening.

“Thank you Sadira, that was excellent. You did yourself proud.” He said, standing and helping her move the last dishes to the sink.

“Leave that for now, come with me.” He said enticingly, his hands upon her hips again and his mouth at her ear, placing butterfly kisses down her neck and across her shoulder, sending her head spinning in pleasure and need.

He guided her to the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed, sitting next to her and tracing her form gently with his fingers. She reached out to him, silently beckoning with her eyes. He leaned down and pressed another passionate kiss to her lips, tasting the sweet wine and bitter chocolate on her tongue as she pressed it against his.

She kicked her shoes off the edge of the bed and Severus toed off his boots and socks, swinging his long legs onto the bed too. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and placed it on the bedside table and Severus copied the gesture, the two dark wooden staves lying comfortably next to each other as their owners did the same.

Sadira made short work of Severus’ coat buttons and began unbuttoning his shirt when he pulled back and merely tugged the item over his head, leaving him bare-chested. He found the zip at the side of her gown and slowly, teasingly unzipped it, his fingers leaving a trail of fire on her skin as they traced the flesh uncovered. She shimmied out of the gown to reveal sheer, lace topped stockings and black lacy lingerie that barely concealed her large round bosoms and neatly trimmed bush.

He growled low in his throat as he pounced on her, kissing and caressing her alabaster flesh all over, paying particular attention to her breasts and buttocks. Teasingly slowly he removed her stockings; holding each foot in turn and kissing a trail back up from her arches to her thighs, purposely avoiding her apex, where she longed for him to touch.

“Oh Severus, I’m so hot, please, I want you now.” She gasped.

“Patience please love, I’m still unwrapping my gift.” He smirked, coming back up to face her and kissing her deeply.

He undid her bra, freeing the soft milky orbs for his hands to play with, holding the supple weight comfortably in his hands and rolling her pink nipples between his fingers, winding her up tight like a watch spring. She was babbling with need now; begging him to touch her and murmuring how good it felt and exactly what he was doing to her.

He moved his mouth to her breast while his hands slowly removed her knickers. Soaking wet they were and he could smell her arousal, it was driving him mad. He felt her silky soft hands roaming his body, stroking his skin and his ego as she reached for his tool, desperate to feel his velvety hardness and press it to her need.

He gave her what they both wanted, entering her slowly and completely, withdrawing almost entirely just as slowly before sliding into her again quicker, remaining in place as she came immediately. He had teased her so much that the friction of him entering her and his weight on her clit was enough to send her over the edge. He gritted his teeth against the powerful feeling of her inner walls convulsing and squeezing him so deliciously and the gush of wetness that followed her climax.

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t last.” She murmured, embarrassed.

“Never apologise for giving me what I wanted. You are so beautiful when you come, Love.” He whispered, kissing her lovingly as he began his thrusts again. He moved slowly and gently at first while she recovered from her completion but steadily increasing in pace and pressure as her body bucked against him, ready for more.

“You’re so tight and wet Sadie; you have no idea what you do to me. You have me quite undone my little minx” he whispered hoarsely as he pounded into her hot channel deeper and harder, feeling the resistance as his tip hit her cervix, hitting it hard to provide that pleasurable pain she loved so much, grinding his hips against hers to put pressure on her clit.

“Oh fuck Severus, I’m gonna come!” she moaned, bucking her hips wildly against him, locking her legs around the back of his thighs as she thrust violently against him one last time, screaming his name as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, turning her bones to jelly beneath him. The force of her second climax was all that was needed to send him over the edge and after a couple more violent thrusts he shot his seed into her, gripping her hips tightly as he forced his come as deep as he could, filling her with his juices.

They both collapsed panting and exhausted, clinging to one another for warmth as the cold air hit their sweat doused bodies. Sadira rested her head on Severus’ chest, wrapping her arms around his waist fondly and placing a tender kiss over his heart. He felt a swelling inside, knowing that this woman was not only interested in his connections, his professional talent or sexual prowess. She wanted him; all of him, and loved him completely.

“Are you going to tell me why you were so uncharacteristically prone to blushes tonight my princess?” he asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing really, just that I missed you, and Tonks teasing.” She replied.

“Why, what did she say?” he yawned, tired but curious.

“Well, when your present arrived in the middle of a class, naturally she was intrigued.
Obviously I couldn’t tell her the whole truth about you so I described you a little.” She said.

“Go on.” He encouraged.

“So she said I should marry you at the soonest opportunity.” She said quickly, embarrassed.

Snape froze, inhaling sharply. Marriage? He hadn’t considered that.

“Of course I’m not hinting or expecting a proposal or anything. Not that I wouldn’t want to marry you; I’d like to one day maybe. But I’m not forcing you or asking for any kind of...... I’m just going to shut up now.” She said, flustered.

He chuckled, relieved and amused at her embarrassment.

“I understand. I think perhaps marriage might be an option some time in the future but for now I am happy with what we have.” He replied with a small smile.

“Exactly; If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” She replied, relieved. “A Muggle saying Sev.” She elucidated upon seeing his puzzled expression.

“Indeed.” He replied with another yawn, pulling her closer to him and drawing the covers over them both.









A/N: Happy Valentine’s day to my readers and reviewers. This hot little chapter is a thank you for sticking with me, enjoy!!


Chapter 40 – Auror School

Snape surveyed the scene before him with a blend of horror and contempt. The impressive Great Hall of his beloved Hogwarts; a seat of learning and Alma Mater of some of the greatest witches and wizards of all time, had been festooned with sickly pink hearts and red glitter and Severus for one was not impressed. When Lockhart had the audacity to suggest students come to him for a love potion he glared at the student body menacingly.
‘Just let one of the little twerps dare ask me, I’ll give them the most painful slow-acting poison I possess.’ He thought. No doubt the students believed he was so furious because he was alone and unloved; a hateful, ugly creature such as he had no place on Valentine’s Day, except perhaps moping in his lonely dungeon.
In fact the reason the ‘Dungeon Bat’ was so miserable was because for the first time he had a lovely, warm and willing witch with whom he wished to spend the day, however due to his pedagogic duties and the secretive nature of their relationship he was unable to do so. Still, he had sent Sadira a small token of his affection and would see her at the weekend instead. Now if he could get through the day without one of those hideous dwarf-cupids disturbing a class he would be a happier man.


Sadira and Tonks were hard at work on the physical training field, kicking lumps out of the training dummies with Taylor, Mason and their Physical Trainer; Professor Liebstrom. They were disturbed by a Third Year student, carrying a small parcel.
“An owl just arrived for Sadira Prewett; Anderson said she’d be here.” The young man said.
“That’s me!” she said, waving her wand and stopping the golem in its tracks.
“Thank you Carson. Take a break group.” Liebstrom called.
The young man, Carson, handed the box to Sadie with a wink and left. The box was long, slim and bright red. Sadie blushed when she remembered what day it was.
“Go on, open it!” pressed Tonks.
Sadie slid the lid off the box to reveal a perfect deep red rose, velvety in texture and almost black in shade.
“Oh Sadie, it’s gorgeous!” Tonks gushed as Sadira flushed even further. There was also a small black velvet pouch and a letter. She lifted out the letter first.

‘My darling Sadira,
Words cannot express how much I miss you and how I wish we could be spending this day together. I hope you will accept these tokens of my affection and allow me to make it up to you this weekend instead. These gifts I send are an expression of how dear you are to me but are mere trifles when compared to your beauty for you are more lovely and more radiant. Know that I love you and will be thinking of you and it will not be long before we are together again.
Yours always, as ever;
S.’

“Oh Sadie, that’s so romantic! This older bloke of yours sounds great. Does he have any single friends?” Tonks hinted, reading the note over Sadira’s shoulder.
“He does have his moments.” Sadie smiled, fondly remembering romantic evenings they had shared that summer.
“What’s in the bag then?” Tonks said, pointing to the pouch. Sadie opened it and tipped the contents into her hand to reveal a beautiful, and rather expensive looking, pair of diamond earrings.
“Bloody hell Sadie!!!” Tonks gasped jealously.
“What?” asked Taylor, now intrigued and nosy by nature anyway.
“Look at the rocks Sadie’s boyfriend got her!” Tonks said, pointing.
“Holy shit Prewett! That’s gotta be over a thousand Galleons worth of jewellery there.” Taylor spluttered.
“You must be fucking good in bed to have earned those!” he added, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
“Taylor, that was a bit crude.” Mason chided, a little envious of this unknown rival for Sadie’s affections.
“Well I say marry the bloke as soon as possible. If he’s that romantic and spends all his dosh on fancy presents, he’s a keeper!” Tonks joked.
“Not to mention he’s wicked in bed!” Sadie added in an undertone, causing both girls to cackle.
“Well I can see I’m not going to get any work out of you girls now.” Sighed Liebstrom.
“Sorry Sir, I’ll get back to work right away.” Sadie said, snapping to attention.
“Oh, go on, you young ladies enjoy the holiday. Take five.” He said with a smile.
“Thanks Liebstrom.” Sadie said and he found himself sandwiched between his female recruits, receiving a kiss on each cheek.
“My lucky day!” he joked. “You’re very welcome girls”
“Sweet! Sadie gets a present from her fuck buddy and we get the day off. I like the guy already!” Taylor said joyfully.
“So... Gossip! Tell me more about this romantic and generous fella of yours.” Tonks pried as Sadira put her new earrings in, breathing in the heady scent of the rose which had a preservation charm.
“Well, he usually comes off as quite reserved and quiet but he’s unbelievably smart and has a wicked sense of humour. Most people wouldn’t have him pegged as a romantic but under the surface it’s like a well of passion bubbling away and he only shows it when he’s with me.
We’re neither of us fond of grand gestures or public displays of affection. Even his present is a total surprise, but then again he isn’t predictable either. Although he’s rarely spontaneous, he meticulously plans everything he does, he never lets anyone know what he’s thinking. He likes to keep me guessing.” She gushed, getting carried away in her thoughts of Severus while Tonks listened avidly, enjoying this rare opportunity of her private and reticent friend opening up to her.
“And when it comes to the bedroom, he’s even more so. He’s a talented lover and not selfish like younger guys can be; only interested in their own gratification. He enjoys seeing me receive pleasure for its own sake. He’s so amazing; I really do love him Tonks.” She sighed.
“So when will I get to meet this amazing lover of yours?” Tonks asked.
“I dunno Tonks, we still have to keep this pretty hush-hush. I haven’t asked him when we can come out in the open with this; I assume he’ll tell me when the time is right.” She replied.
“He isn’t married is he?” asked Tonks suspiciously.
“Gods no, definitely not. We lived together this summer remember? I can’t tell you his name or his job, you can ask pretty much anything else!” Sadie assured her.
“Ok, how old is he? You said older but are we talking Bill Weasley older or grey beard older?” Tonks asked.
“Tonks! He’s not old, he’s only thirty three.” Sadie said.
“Wow! Ok he’s not ‘old’ old but still, that’s a big age difference, fourteen years!” Tonks said.
“Fourteen years is a lot on paper but we’re well suited. He’s so mature and understanding, so patient and so clever. I fell for his mind long before I fell in love with the rest of him!”
“So what’s his best physical attribute?” Tonks asked, on a roll with the gossip. Sadie looked at her with an eyebrow raised and a sardonic smile.
“Apart from that!” Tonks said, exasperated. Sadie smiled a rare genuine smile.
“His eyes; he has lovely dark eyes and they are so deep, when I look into them I get lost.” She sighed dreamily.
“Jeez! You’ve really got it bad for this guy eh?” Tonks noted.
“I fell hard for him, that’s true.” She replied, twirling the rose in a very girly and un-Sadira like manner.
Tonks wondered what kind of a man he must be to have made such a big impression on the cold, reserved and taciturn Slytherin. She and Tonks had known each other for a long time and had been friends for about a year and the longest conversation they had ever had about Sadira’s personal life was the one they just had. Tonks thought about everything Sadie had just said, all the while wondering how she could find a man like that; tender, romantic, devoted and generous. She decided a fourteen year age gap wasn’t so bad if the man was as clever, loving and warm as Sadie’s.


That weekend, Severus Floo-ed to Sadie’s flat from his office only to find her living room dark and empty. He was immediately on edge and on his guard.
“Sadie?” he called cautiously.
“In here Love” she called from the kitchen. He allowed himself to breathe easier.
He entered the little kitchen and found the table set up for a meal; the single rose he sent her in a silver bud vase between a pair of cream taper candles in twin silver holders softly lighting the room. She turned from the stove and smiled shyly at him.
“Happy belated Valentine’s day Severus.” She said.
His eyes drank in the sight of her. Her wild dark curls were tamed into soft ringlets that tumbled loosely about her shoulders and down her back. She was wearing a clingy red satin dress that showed off her curves beautifully, teamed with tottering black heels that enhanced the curve of her legs and bottom and brought her closer to his height. Her lips and nails were painted the same shade of siren red as the gown and her entrancing green eyes, which he loved the most about her, were emphasised with plenty of black mascara and a hint of liner. The colour of the gown set off her pale skin well and made her seem as though she were a marble statue of some seductive goddess.
“I knew you wouldn’t have eaten at the school, so I thought you might like to share a romantic meal together.” She said, flushing slightly under the intensity of his gaze and twirling a curl around her finger nervously in an endearingly childlike manner. It was then that he noticed with a hint of pride that she was wearing the earrings he bought her.
He was worried when he bought them that she might not like them but if she bothered to wear them he knew she must love them. Sure, they were expensive, but he owned his own home and his food and board were covered for 9 months of the year anyway. It wasn’t as if he had anything else to spend his salary on and over the years he had amassed a tidy sum in his Gringotts account, splurging only on his one real expense; his library. Many of the books in his house were quite old and rare; expensive gifts to himself as reward for not losing his temper and poisoning students or staff.
“I see you liked my gift.” He said silkily, enjoying watching her squirm as his longing for her was evident in his expression.
“Yes, very much, they are beautiful, thank you Severus. You really shouldn’t spoil me like that.” She said, her breath hitching as he moved close to her.
“But you deserve it my dear. Besides, I enjoy spoiling you.” He said, desire darkening his eyes as he stood close enough to smell her perfume; still roses and honeysuckle, a scent he would never forget.
“Would you like to sit down and I’ll bring out the starter?” she said, flustered.
“I’d rather move straight to dessert.” He said lustfully, capturing her lips with his and drawing her body to his in a strong embrace, kissing her senseless.
“Oh Sev, I’ve missed you so much.” She sighed, holding him close as he ran his hands over the silky fabric of her satin clad form, enjoying the feel of the fluid smooth fabric under his skin.
“This dress is lovely, you look wonderful tonight.” He whispered, pressing his body against hers, revelling in her warm soft form moulding to his.
“Please Severus, can we have dinner first? I’ve been training hard all day and I’m actually starving.” She pleaded. He stepped back chuckling.
“Very well, let’s see what you have prepared, my domestic goddess.” He smirked.
She laid out the first course; asparagus and oyster salad. He raised a brow at her choice.
“If everything on the menu is an aphrodisiac, you won’t make it past the main course.” He admonished, enjoying the comely way she blushed. ‘She never usually blushes this much, I wonder what’s come over her?’ he thought.
Nevertheless he enjoyed the meal. She was right, he hadn’t been able to enjoy the excellent fare at Hogwarts while that smug, self-satisfied prick Lockhart had been going on with himself tonight, filling his spleen with bile and vitriol and upsetting his equilibrium.
Sadie brought out the main course; a delicate king prawn and garlic linguini. The girl never ceased to surprise him. He knew she was a competent cook as they had shared kitchen duties at Spinners End, but she had pulled out all the stops tonight. Her cooking really was delicious and even he ended up wanting more after tasting her fine fare. If she kept this up, the lean Potions Master wouldn’t remain so skinny much longer.
When she brought out dessert he was in heaven! He had always harboured a secret sweet tooth and when she revealed the petits pots de chocolat; little smooth dark chocolate mousses, he nearly died. How did she know his one weakness? Damn the temptress, teasing him with her lithe body and decadent dark chocolate. The dry bitterness of the chocolate was complemented perfectly by the sweet bubbly cava they were drinking. She had certainly spent a lot of time and effort in preparing this evening.
“Thank you Sadira, that was excellent. You did yourself proud.” He said, standing and helping her move the last dishes to the sink.
“Leave that for now, come with me.” He said enticingly, his hands upon her hips again and his mouth at her ear, placing butterfly kisses down her neck and across her shoulder, sending her head spinning in pleasure and need.

He guided her to the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed, sitting next to her and tracing her form gently with his fingers. She reached out to him, silently beckoning with her eyes. He leaned down and pressed another passionate kiss to her lips, tasting the sweet wine and bitter chocolate on her tongue as she pressed it against his.
She kicked her shoes off the edge of the bed and Severus toed off his boots and socks, swinging his long legs onto the bed too. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and placed it on the bedside table and Severus copied the gesture, the two dark wooden staves lying comfortably next to each other as their owners did the same.
Sadira made short work of Severus’ coat buttons and began unbuttoning his shirt when he pulled back and merely tugged the item over his head, leaving him bare-chested. He found the zip at the side of her gown and slowly, teasingly unzipped it, his fingers leaving a trail of fire on her skin as they traced the flesh uncovered. She shimmied out of the gown to reveal sheer, lace topped stockings and black lacy lingerie that barely concealed her large round bosoms and neatly trimmed bush.
He growled low in his throat as he pounced on her, kissing and caressing her alabaster flesh all over, paying particular attention to her breasts and buttocks. Teasingly slowly he removed her stockings; holding each foot in turn and kissing a trail back up from her arches to her thighs, purposely avoiding her apex, where she longed for him to touch.
“Oh Severus, I’m so hot, please, I want you now.” She gasped.
“Patience please love, I’m still unwrapping my gift.” He smirked, coming back up to face her and kissing her deeply.
He undid her bra, freeing the soft milky orbs for his hands to play with, holding the supple weight comfortably in his hands and rolling her pink nipples between his fingers, winding her up tight like a watch spring. She was babbling with need now; begging him to touch her and murmuring how good it felt and exactly what he was doing to her.
He moved his mouth to her breast while his hands slowly removed her knickers. Soaking wet they were and he could smell her arousal, it was driving him mad. He felt her silky soft hands roaming his body, stroking his skin and his ego as she reached for his tool, desperate to feel his velvety hardness and press it to her need.
He gave her what they both wanted, entering her slowly and completely, withdrawing almost entirely just as slowly before sliding into her again quicker, remaining in place as she came immediately. He had teased her so much that the friction of him entering her and his weight on her clit was enough to send her over the edge. He gritted his teeth against the powerful feeling of her inner walls convulsing and squeezing him so deliciously and the gush of wetness that followed her climax.
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t last.” She murmured, embarrassed.
“Never apologise for giving me what I wanted. You are so beautiful when you come, Love.” He whispered, kissing her lovingly as he began his thrusts again. He moved slowly and gently at first while she recovered from her completion but steadily increasing in pace and pressure as her body bucked against him, ready for more.
“You’re so tight and wet Sadie; you have no idea what you do to me. You have me quite undone my little minx” he whispered hoarsely as he pounded into her hot channel deeper and harder, feeling the resistance as his tip hit her cervix, hitting it hard to provide that pleasurable pain she loved so much, grinding his hips against hers to put pressure on her clit.
“Oh fuck Severus, I’m gonna come!” she moaned, bucking her hips wildly against him, locking her legs around the back of his thighs as she thrust violently against him one last time, screaming his name as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, turning her bones to jelly beneath him. The force of her second climax was all that was needed to send him over the edge and after a couple more violent thrusts he shot his seed into her, gripping her hips tightly as he forced his come as deep as he could, filling her with his juices.

They both collapsed panting and exhausted, clinging to one another for warmth as the cold air hit their sweat doused bodies. Sadira rested her head on Severus’ chest, wrapping her arms around his waist fondly and placing a tender kiss over his heart. He felt a swelling inside, knowing that this woman was not only interested in his connections, his professional talent or sexual prowess. She wanted him; all of him, and loved him completely.
“Are you going to tell me why you were so uncharacteristically prone to blushes tonight my princess?” he asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing really, just that I missed you, and Tonks teasing.” She replied.
“Why, what did she say?” he yawned, tired but curious.
“Well, when your present arrived in the middle of a class, naturally she was intrigued. Obviously I couldn’t tell her the whole truth about you so I described you a little.” She said.
“Go on.” He encouraged.
“So she said I should marry you at the soonest opportunity.” She said quickly, embarrassed.
Snape froze, inhaling sharply. Marriage? He hadn’t considered that.
“Of course I’m not hinting or expecting a proposal or anything. Not that I wouldn’t want to marry you; I’d like to one day maybe. But I’m not forcing you or asking for any kind of...... I’m just going to shut up now.” She said, flustered.
He chuckled, relieved and amused at her embarrassment.
“I understand. I think perhaps marriage might be an option some time in the future but for now I am happy with what we have.” He replied with a small smile.
“Exactly; If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” She replied, relieved. “A Muggle saying Sev.” She elucidated upon seeing his puzzled expression.
“Indeed.” He replied with another yawn, pulling her closer to him and drawing the covers over them both.








A/N: Happy Valentine’s day to my readers and reviewers. This hot little chapter is a thank you for sticking with me, enjoy!!


Chapter 40 – Auror School

Snape surveyed the scene before him with a blend of horror and contempt. The impressive Great Hall of his beloved Hogwarts; a seat of learning and Alma Mater of some of the greatest witches and wizards of all time, had been festooned with sickly pink hearts and red glitter and Severus for one was not impressed. When Lockhart had the audacity to suggest students come to him for a love potion he glared at the student body menacingly.
‘Just let one of the little twerps dare ask me, I’ll give them the most painful slow-acting poison I possess.’ He thought. No doubt the students believed he was so furious because he was alone and unloved; a hateful, ugly creature such as he had no place on Valentine’s Day, except perhaps moping in his lonely dungeon.
In fact the reason the ‘Dungeon Bat’ was so miserable was because for the first time he had a lovely, warm and willing witch with whom he wished to spend the day, however due to his pedagogic duties and the secretive nature of their relationship he was unable to do so. Still, he had sent Sadira a small token of his affection and would see her at the weekend instead. Now if he could get through the day without one of those hideous dwarf-cupids disturbing a class he would be a happier man.


Sadira and Tonks were hard at work on the physical training field, kicking lumps out of the training dummies with Taylor, Mason and their Physical Trainer; Professor Liebstrom. They were disturbed by a Third Year student, carrying a small parcel.
“An owl just arrived for Sadira Prewett; Anderson said she’d be here.” The young man said.
“That’s me!” she said, waving her wand and stopping the golem in its tracks.
“Thank you Carson. Take a break group.” Liebstrom called.
The young man, Carson, handed the box to Sadie with a wink and left. The box was long, slim and bright red. Sadie blushed when she remembered what day it was.
“Go on, open it!” pressed Tonks.
Sadie slid the lid off the box to reveal a perfect deep red rose, velvety in texture and almost black in shade.
“Oh Sadie, it’s gorgeous!” Tonks gushed as Sadira flushed even further. There was also a small black velvet pouch and a letter. She lifted out the letter first.

‘My darling Sadira,
Words cannot express how much I miss you and how I wish we could be spending this day together. I hope you will accept these tokens of my affection and allow me to make it up to you this weekend instead. These gifts I send are an expression of how dear you are to me but are mere trifles when compared to your beauty for you are more lovely and more radiant. Know that I love you and will be thinking of you and it will not be long before we are together again.
Yours always, as ever;
S.’

“Oh Sadie, that’s so romantic! This older bloke of yours sounds great. Does he have any single friends?” Tonks hinted, reading the note over Sadira’s shoulder.
“He does have his moments.” Sadie smiled, fondly remembering romantic evenings they had shared that summer.
“What’s in the bag then?” Tonks said, pointing to the pouch. Sadie opened it and tipped the contents into her hand to reveal a beautiful, and rather expensive looking, pair of diamond earrings.
“Bloody hell Sadie!!!” Tonks gasped jealously.
“What?” asked Taylor, now intrigued and nosy by nature anyway.
“Look at the rocks Sadie’s boyfriend got her!” Tonks said, pointing.
“Holy shit Prewett! That’s gotta be over a thousand Galleons worth of jewellery there.” Taylor spluttered.
“You must be fucking good in bed to have earned those!” he added, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
“Taylor, that was a bit crude.” Mason chided, a little envious of this unknown rival for Sadie’s affections.
“Well I say marry the bloke as soon as possible. If he’s that romantic and spends all his dosh on fancy presents, he’s a keeper!” Tonks joked.
“Not to mention he’s wicked in bed!” Sadie added in an undertone, causing both girls to cackle.
“Well I can see I’m not going to get any work out of you girls now.” Sighed Liebstrom.
“Sorry Sir, I’ll get back to work right away.” Sadie said, snapping to attention.
“Oh, go on, you young ladies enjoy the holiday. Take five.” He said with a smile.
“Thanks Liebstrom.” Sadie said and he found himself sandwiched between his female recruits, receiving a kiss on each cheek.
“My lucky day!” he joked. “You’re very welcome girls”
“Sweet! Sadie gets a present from her fuck buddy and we get the day off. I like the guy already!” Taylor said joyfully.
“So... Gossip! Tell me more about this romantic and generous fella of yours.” Tonks pried as Sadira put her new earrings in, breathing in the heady scent of the rose which had a preservation charm.
“Well, he usually comes off as quite reserved and quiet but he’s unbelievably smart and has a wicked sense of humour. Most people wouldn’t have him pegged as a romantic but under the surface it’s like a well of passion bubbling away and he only shows it when he’s with me.
We’re neither of us fond of grand gestures or public displays of affection. Even his present is a total surprise, but then again he isn’t predictable either. Although he’s rarely spontaneous, he meticulously plans everything he does, he never lets anyone know what he’s thinking. He likes to keep me guessing.” She gushed, getting carried away in her thoughts of Severus while Tonks listened avidly, enjoying this rare opportunity of her private and reticent friend opening up to her.
“And when it comes to the bedroom, he’s even more so. He’s a talented lover and not selfish like younger guys can be; only interested in their own gratification. He enjoys seeing me receive pleasure for its own sake. He’s so amazing; I really do love him Tonks.” She sighed.
“So when will I get to meet this amazing lover of yours?” Tonks asked.
“I dunno Tonks, we still have to keep this pretty hush-hush. I haven’t asked him when we can come out in the open with this; I assume he’ll tell me when the time is right.” She replied.
“He isn’t married is he?” asked Tonks suspiciously.
“Gods no, definitely not. We lived together this summer remember? I can’t tell you his name or his job, you can ask pretty much anything else!” Sadie assured her.
“Ok, how old is he? You said older but are we talking Bill Weasley older or grey beard older?” Tonks asked.
“Tonks! He’s not old, he’s only thirty three.” Sadie said.
“Wow! Ok he’s not ‘old’ old but still, that’s a big age difference, fourteen years!” Tonks said.
“Fourteen years is a lot on paper but we’re well suited. He’s so mature and understanding, so patient and so clever. I fell for his mind long before I fell in love with the rest of him!”
“So what’s his best physical attribute?” Tonks asked, on a roll with the gossip. Sadie looked at her with an eyebrow raised and a sardonic smile.
“Apart from that!” Tonks said, exasperated. Sadie smiled a rare genuine smile.
“His eyes; he has lovely dark eyes and they are so deep, when I look into them I get lost.” She sighed dreamily.
“Jeez! You’ve really got it bad for this guy eh?” Tonks noted.
“I fell hard for him, that’s true.” She replied, twirling the rose in a very girly and un-Sadira like manner.
Tonks wondered what kind of a man he must be to have made such a big impression on the cold, reserved and taciturn Slytherin. She and Tonks had known each other for a long time and had been friends for about a year and the longest conversation they had ever had about Sadira’s personal life was the one they just had. Tonks thought about everything Sadie had just said, all the while wondering how she could find a man like that; tender, romantic, devoted and generous. She decided a fourteen year age gap wasn’t so bad if the man was as clever, loving and warm as Sadie’s.


That weekend, Severus Floo-ed to Sadie’s flat from his office only to find her living room dark and empty. He was immediately on edge and on his guard.
“Sadie?” he called cautiously.
“In here Love” she called from the kitchen. He allowed himself to breathe easier.
He entered the little kitchen and found the table set up for a meal; the single rose he sent her in a silver bud vase between a pair of cream taper candles in twin silver holders softly lighting the room. She turned from the stove and smiled shyly at him.
“Happy belated Valentine’s day Severus.” She said.
His eyes drank in the sight of her. Her wild dark curls were tamed into soft ringlets that tumbled loosely about her shoulders and down her back. She was wearing a clingy red satin dress that showed off her curves beautifully, teamed with tottering black heels that enhanced the curve of her legs and bottom and brought her closer to his height. Her lips and nails were painted the same shade of siren red as the gown and her entrancing green eyes, which he loved the most about her, were emphasised with plenty of black mascara and a hint of liner. The colour of the gown set off her pale skin well and made her seem as though she were a marble statue of some seductive goddess.
“I knew you wouldn’t have eaten at the school, so I thought you might like to share a romantic meal together.” She said, flushing slightly under the intensity of his gaze and twirling a curl around her finger nervously in an endearingly childlike manner. It was then that he noticed with a hint of pride that she was wearing the earrings he bought her.
He was worried when he bought them that she might not like them but if she bothered to wear them he knew she must love them. Sure, they were expensive, but he owned his own home and his food and board were covered for 9 months of the year anyway. It wasn’t as if he had anything else to spend his salary on and over the years he had amassed a tidy sum in his Gringotts account, splurging only on his one real expense; his library. Many of the books in his house were quite old and rare; expensive gifts to himself as reward for not losing his temper and poisoning students or staff.
“I see you liked my gift.” He said silkily, enjoying watching her squirm as his longing for her was evident in his expression.
“Yes, very much, they are beautiful, thank you Severus. You really shouldn’t spoil me like that.” She said, her breath hitching as he moved close to her.
“But you deserve it my dear. Besides, I enjoy spoiling you.” He said, desire darkening his eyes as he stood close enough to smell her perfume; still roses and honeysuckle, a scent he would never forget.
“Would you like to sit down and I’ll bring out the starter?” she said, flustered.
“I’d rather move straight to dessert.” He said lustfully, capturing her lips with his and drawing her body to his in a strong embrace, kissing her senseless.
“Oh Sev, I’ve missed you so much.” She sighed, holding him close as he ran his hands over the silky fabric of her satin clad form, enjoying the feel of the fluid smooth fabric under his skin.
“This dress is lovely, you look wonderful tonight.” He whispered, pressing his body against hers, revelling in her warm soft form moulding to his.
“Please Severus, can we have dinner first? I’ve been training hard all day and I’m actually starving.” She pleaded. He stepped back chuckling.
“Very well, let’s see what you have prepared, my domestic goddess.” He smirked.
She laid out the first course; asparagus and oyster salad. He raised a brow at her choice.
“If everything on the menu is an aphrodisiac, you won’t make it past the main course.” He admonished, enjoying the comely way she blushed. ‘She never usually blushes this much, I wonder what’s come over her?’ he thought.
Nevertheless he enjoyed the meal. She was right, he hadn’t been able to enjoy the excellent fare at Hogwarts while that smug, self-satisfied prick Lockhart had been going on with himself tonight, filling his spleen with bile and vitriol and upsetting his equilibrium.
Sadie brought out the main course; a delicate king prawn and garlic linguini. The girl never ceased to surprise him. He knew she was a competent cook as they had shared kitchen duties at Spinners End, but she had pulled out all the stops tonight. Her cooking really was delicious and even he ended up wanting more after tasting her fine fare. If she kept this up, the lean Potions Master wouldn’t remain so skinny much longer.
When she brought out dessert he was in heaven! He had always harboured a secret sweet tooth and when she revealed the petits pots de chocolat; little smooth dark chocolate mousses, he nearly died. How did she know his one weakness? Damn the temptress, teasing him with her lithe body and decadent dark chocolate. The dry bitterness of the chocolate was complemented perfectly by the sweet bubbly cava they were drinking. She had certainly spent a lot of time and effort in preparing this evening.
“Thank you Sadira, that was excellent. You did yourself proud.” He said, standing and helping her move the last dishes to the sink.
“Leave that for now, come with me.” He said enticingly, his hands upon her hips again and his mouth at her ear, placing butterfly kisses down her neck and across her shoulder, sending her head spinning in pleasure and need.

He guided her to the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed, sitting next to her and tracing her form gently with his fingers. She reached out to him, silently beckoning with her eyes. He leaned down and pressed another passionate kiss to her lips, tasting the sweet wine and bitter chocolate on her tongue as she pressed it against his.
She kicked her shoes off the edge of the bed and Severus toed off his boots and socks, swinging his long legs onto the bed too. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and placed it on the bedside table and Severus copied the gesture, the two dark wooden staves lying comfortably next to each other as their owners did the same.
Sadira made short work of Severus’ coat buttons and began unbuttoning his shirt when he pulled back and merely tugged the item over his head, leaving him bare-chested. He found the zip at the side of her gown and slowly, teasingly unzipped it, his fingers leaving a trail of fire on her skin as they traced the flesh uncovered. She shimmied out of the gown to reveal sheer, lace topped stockings and black lacy lingerie that barely concealed her large round bosoms and neatly trimmed bush.
He growled low in his throat as he pounced on her, kissing and caressing her alabaster flesh all over, paying particular attention to her breasts and buttocks. Teasingly slowly he removed her stockings; holding each foot in turn and kissing a trail back up from her arches to her thighs, purposely avoiding her apex, where she longed for him to touch.
“Oh Severus, I’m so hot, please, I want you now.” She gasped.
“Patience please love, I’m still unwrapping my gift.” He smirked, coming back up to face her and kissing her deeply.
He undid her bra, freeing the soft milky orbs for his hands to play with, holding the supple weight comfortably in his hands and rolling her pink nipples between his fingers, winding her up tight like a watch spring. She was babbling with need now; begging him to touch her and murmuring how good it felt and exactly what he was doing to her.
He moved his mouth to her breast while his hands slowly removed her knickers. Soaking wet they were and he could smell her arousal, it was driving him mad. He felt her silky soft hands roaming his body, stroking his skin and his ego as she reached for his tool, desperate to feel his velvety hardness and press it to her need.
He gave her what they both wanted, entering her slowly and completely, withdrawing almost entirely just as slowly before sliding into her again quicker, remaining in place as she came immediately. He had teased her so much that the friction of him entering her and his weight on her clit was enough to send her over the edge. He gritted his teeth against the powerful feeling of her inner walls convulsing and squeezing him so deliciously and the gush of wetness that followed her climax.
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t last.” She murmured, embarrassed.
“Never apologise for giving me what I wanted. You are so beautiful when you come, Love.” He whispered, kissing her lovingly as he began his thrusts again. He moved slowly and gently at first while she recovered from her completion but steadily increasing in pace and pressure as her body bucked against him, ready for more.
“You’re so tight and wet Sadie; you have no idea what you do to me. You have me quite undone my little minx” he whispered hoarsely as he pounded into her hot channel deeper and harder, feeling the resistance as his tip hit her cervix, hitting it hard to provide that pleasurable pain she loved so much, grinding his hips against hers to put pressure on her clit.
“Oh fuck Severus, I’m gonna come!” she moaned, bucking her hips wildly against him, locking her legs around the back of his thighs as she thrust violently against him one last time, screaming his name as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, turning her bones to jelly beneath him. The force of her second climax was all that was needed to send him over the edge and after a couple more violent thrusts he shot his seed into her, gripping her hips tightly as he forced his come as deep as he could, filling her with his juices.

They both collapsed panting and exhausted, clinging to one another for warmth as the cold air hit their sweat doused bodies. Sadira rested her head on Severus’ chest, wrapping her arms around his waist fondly and placing a tender kiss over his heart. He felt a swelling inside, knowing that this woman was not only interested in his connections, his professional talent or sexual prowess. She wanted him; all of him, and loved him completely.
“Are you going to tell me why you were so uncharacteristically prone to blushes tonight my princess?” he asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing really, just that I missed you, and Tonks teasing.” She replied.
“Why, what did she say?” he yawned, tired but curious.
“Well, when your present arrived in the middle of a class, naturally she was intrigued. Obviously I couldn’t tell her the whole truth about you so I described you a little.” She said.
“Go on.” He encouraged.
“So she said I should marry you at the soonest opportunity.” She said quickly, embarrassed.
Snape froze, inhaling sharply. Marriage? He hadn’t considered that.
“Of course I’m not hinting or expecting a proposal or anything. Not that I wouldn’t want to marry you; I’d like to one day maybe. But I’m not forcing you or asking for any kind of...... I’m just going to shut up now.” She said, flustered.
He chuckled, relieved and amused at her embarrassment.
“I understand. I think perhaps marriage might be an option some time in the future but for now I am happy with what we have.” He replied with a small smile.
“Exactly; If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” She replied, relieved. “A Muggle saying Sev.” She elucidated upon seeing his puzzled expression.
“Indeed.” He replied with another yawn, pulling her closer to him and drawing the covers over them both.