Trysts With Quidam

Trysts With Quidam

Chapter 4: Lundi




Severus stood in front of his old mahogany desk with his arms tightly folded across his chest. His doppelganger was sitting restrained to a chair in front of him. The boy, whoever he was, sat frozen with fear. He held the padded armrests with such a tight grip that his knuckles were turning white, and he struggled to control his breathing. The unknown student stared at his professor with wide eyes as if he were afraid of what the older man might do to him.

The brooding professor studied the boy’s actions with intense interest. Severus found it surreal to look upon the fearful features of his own face. He calmly stared back at the boy while waiting in great anticipation for the effects of the Polyjuice to cease. He said not one word to his prisoner while standing stoic and patient.

While he waited, Severus thought about the girl who had managed to escape his grasp. He wondered whose idea it was for her to linger in the hut while her lover exited alone. They must have known that he would be there to apprehend them, or else they would not have attempted to avoid him by arriving early and placing wards about the property.

It had taken Severus only a few minutes to subdue the impostor. The boy’s feeble attempts to defend himself against his teacher’s wand had been utterly useless. After Severus bound his struggling prey, he had returned to the hut in search of the boy’s wanton accomplice, but the diversion had successfully assured her escape.

It mattered not to Severus. He knew that he would find her, even if his captive required a generous dose of Veritaserum to loosen his tongue.

Severus was certain that it was Harry Potter fidgeting nervously in front of him, so, when blonde hair became visible on the boy’s head, the teacher’s expression darkened slightly. Moments later, the disgruntled professor’s features were set in absolute confusion, as he stared down at a very uncomfortable Draco Malfoy.

Draco kept his face neutral, but his hands were still holding the armrests in a tight grip. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest if his godfather didn’t say something soon. He just wanted the night to end.

Severus took a deep breath, schooled his features, and asked, “Draco?”

Draco needed all of the help he could get in order to get out of his predicament, so he thought to soften his professor’s hard look by answering, “Godfather?”

Severus remained silent for a moment more while he observed the newly revealed features of his best friend’s son. He had never before noticed how much the boy had physically grown over the past year. Even with his own body back, Draco's physique properly filled out Severus' teaching robes. He wanted to be angry with the boy, but Severus was really angrier about the fact that it wasn't Harry Potter squirming in front of him.

He was also a bit disappointed in his godson, and it had been a long weekend for him. Severus just wanted to get the whole mess sorted before classes started the next morning. It was obvious to Severus that whatever had transpired over the past few nights was a convoluted mess of events. He ran his hands over his face and suppressed a yawn. He needed to appear alert and intimidating before he initiated his questioning.

As Severus struggled to with which question he needed to ask first, he opened and closed his mouth several times. Finally, he asked, "Where is Miss Parkinson?"

Draco calmed down a bit when he realized that Severus wasn't going to hex him, but he was still confused by the question. He simply answered, "I walked her to her room hours ago. She likes to get to sleep at a decent hour on Sunday evenings."

Severus started to look interested. "So, you are telling me that the girl with whom you just had intercourse wasn't Parkinson?"

"I doubt it, sir."

Severus actually stuttered out his next sentence. "What . . . what do you mean? You doubt it? Who was that girl?"

"I don't know, sir."

Severus' eyes grew so wide that his eyebrows almost merged with his hairline. He cocked his head slightly sideways and looked Draco up and down while trying to make sense of what his student was trying to say. He then pulled his chair out from behind his desk and sat toe to toe with Draco.

The two Slytherins were sitting on the same level and Severus leaned forward so that his piercing black eyes were only centimeters from Draco's nervous grey ones.

In a quiet voice, he said, "Tell me everything you know about tonight's events. Start from the beginning."

Severus listened quietly and carefully while Draco explained about the note he had found in his pocket the previous week along with a mysterious coin.

The note was from an unknown woman, and it explained that a modified Protean Charm had been placed upon the coin so that they could arrange meetings. The woman instructed Draco to contact her if he was interested in having the woman of his dreams, but she warned him that there would be a price for him to pay.

Severus was getting more and more curious by the second. "What did you have to give her?"

"She asked for ingredients for her potions and one of Pansy’s Slytherin ties. She also asked me to take Polyjuice."

Severus finally realized why Narcissa had been in the lab the day before chastising him for making her son provide expensive ingredients.

As Draco explained that she had sent him Polyjuice to drink, he added, "That's when I realized she was using the same potion on herself in order to become the 'woman of my dreams,' but I didn't mind. What man in his right mind would turn her down?"

Severus looked skeptical. "Indeed?"

"Wouldn't you go to her, sir?"

"Absolutely not, Draco. She could be anyone! How could you be sure that she would not harm you?"

Draco was immediately defensive. "Any bloke would love for a mysterious woman to offer him a good time. The danger makes it even hotter. Besides, I knew that I wasn't the only man she was playing with because I saw Weasley with the same coin and parchment. She slipped mine into my pocket during breakfast one morning, so I know she was a student. I felt her presence behind me, but she was lost in the crowd by the time I turned around."

Severus sighed. Young people were always so reckless with their lives. It's a wonder that any of them ever made it to adulthood. However, he had to admit that Draco's decision to bed an unknown person was less dangerous, not to mention less idiotic, than some of the choices he had made as a young man.

Severus smirked and said, "How do you know it was even a woman? You could have just had sex with a man."

Draco paled slightly, but quickly recovered his cool Malfoy demeanor. "Well, even if it was a man, which I doubt, it was still worth it."

When Severus realized that there wasn't anyone using his identity to seduce female students, he relaxed slightly. All he had to do was find the woman responsible for the whole mess and confront her.

Severus shook his head, as he decided that he would just let it go. Sometimes there was no explaining common sense to a teenager. He decided to give Draco detention for a week. Before sending him to bed, Severus needed to gather the one clue that Draco could offer.

"Draco?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Do you have that coin on you?"

Draco reluctantly removed the coin from his pocket and tossed it onto the professor's desk.

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Early the next morning, Hermione lay in her bed wide-awake. She couldn't go back to sleep because she was waiting in anticipation for her Monday morning classes to start. She felt both excited and nervous about her day, as she impatiently glanced at her wristwatch for the fifth time.

It was finally late enough for her to take a shower and head down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Upon her arrival at the Gryffindor table, she noticed Draco Malfoy staring at her with sleepy eyes from the Slytherin table. She guessed that he was not aware of the way he was so obviously ogling her because he jumped slightly when their eyes met. He was apparently too tired to observe propriety, and Hermione suppressed a laugh. She greeted him with a small smile and nodded in his direction before sitting down between Harry and Ron.

With a mouthful of food, Ron loudly stated, "I don't like the way Malfoy looks at you all of the time."

"How many times must I tell you not to speak to me while your mouth is full, Ronald?"

Harry cut in by explaining, "He's just worried about you, Hermione."

She leaned into Harry and whispered to him. "You know that's not true, Harry. He's jealous, and he has no right to be as long as he's spending his evenings doing indecent things to Lavender Brown in the middle of our common room."

Harry decided to change the subject and talk about their next Hogsmeade trip. He had long ago become a pro at staying out of Ron and Hermione's little tiffs. He, like everyone else, knew that his two best friends would eventually end up together.

Hermione quickly ate her meager breakfast and excused herself from the table. Her first duty of the morning was to make Skele-Gro for Poppy, so she eagerly walked to the dungeons.

As she left, she could hear Ron saying, "She looks a bit too happy to be going to the Potions lab, but I always said that she was mental."

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Hermione’s heart began to beat faster as the cool air of the dungeons enveloped her. Taking the steps two at a time, she descended further into the darkness and closer to where her desire dared her to go.

She knew that she had started a dangerous game with her professor the day before, and, when she started her little charade, she had never meant for him to find out about it. However, all of her plans changed after their first conversation in the library. She couldn’t stop herself from luring him closer and closer to the truth, even if the thought of him discovering her identity did scare her.

As Harry Potter’s best friend, she had long ago become addicted to the thrills born of danger and the unknown, and surviving the war had made her even more willing to live life in the moment. After all, she wasn’t doing anything physically harmful to herself or others. She was merely getting the most out of her teenage years.

Hermione slipped quietly into the lab and began preparing her workspace. While trying to appear uninterested in her professor’s whereabouts, she discreetly glanced into his office as she pretended to need something from the storeroom. It surprised her to discover that he wasn’t in his office because he never left his office when students were scheduled to be in the lab. Curiosity got the better of her, and she stole into the dimly lit office in search of one key item.

As she walked in front of Severus' desk, she smiled. A shiny gold coin sat conspicuously on top of a stack of graded essays. She picked it up and studied it while leaning slightly against her professor's chair.

Severus stopped short of entering his office when he saw Hermione so close to his desk. Her back was towards him, and she wore a robe that flattered her figure by clinging to her curves perfectly. He stared at her through the open door for ages trying to figure out what she was doing there.

It surprised him that he wasn’t bothered by her close proximity to his personal belongings. He felt only warmth and contentment at the site of her standing there, but his comfort in her presence instantly gave way to panic when he saw her place the gold coin back on his desk.

He immediately made his presence known to her. “Miss Granger! Would you care to explain to me why you are handling my possessions?”

Hermione visibly jumped at Severus’ piercing voice, and she nervously spun around to face him while adopting an innocent persona.

“I’m sorry, Professor, but it’s such an unusual coin and I was curious about it. I meant no disrespect.”

Severus strode over to the desk, scooped up the coin, and placed it in his pocket for safekeeping. Once he had it in his pocket, he relaxed a bit. “You should know better than to touch unknown magical objects . . .”

With false enthusiasm, Hermione interrupted him. “Oh? It’s a magical object! Would you tell me about it, sir?” Then, she dramatically placed her hands over her mouth and exclaimed, “I’m so sorry for interrupting you, Professor. I guess that I get a bit too excited about learning new things.”

“Of course you are, but where is your patience, Miss Granger?” He couldn’t completely subdue the chastising tone in his voice. “I had planned to tell you about the coin as soon as I found the time to look it over, but I have yet to thoroughly examine it.”

After seeing the confused look on his student’s face, he continued, “It appears that you were right in regards to yesterday’s discussion, Miss Granger. It was a female student all along, and she was using this coin to speak to one of her accomplices.”

“How?” Hermione now appeared to be intrigued by the magical trinket.

“She used a modified Protean Charm.” Severus sighed and continued, “If only my students would be as creative in class as they are when they are out causing mischief, my job would be infinitely easier to accomplish. It must have taken her ages to figure it out.”

Hermione looked thoughtful. “Actually, Professor, I used the Protean Charm in the same way three years ago in order to plan meetings with Dumbledore’s Army, so there are several students here at Hogwarts who might be familiar with the charm. You know . . . she may contact you if she thinks that one of her partners still has the coin. That’s probably the easiest way for you to find your answers, Professor.”

While Severus concentrated on Hermione’s words, she slipped back into the lab while making her excuses about having to check her potion.

He looked up just in time to see his heart’s desire disappear through the door. He would eventually have to address his unfortunate love for Hermione. He rubbed his aching temple at the thought that he had to care for another brainy and innocent Gryffindor who would never return his affections. Plus, she was his student.

He really needed to go on holiday and meet a suitable woman as soon as he solved the vexing mystery before him.

Severus knew that Hermione was an expert problem solver. After solving his riddle in her first year, she had gone on to become the true brains behind Potter’s success in defeating Voldemort. Even though he knew of her brilliance, he was still surprised that her conclusions about his predicament had been correct. He didn’t want to make the same mistake twice, so he decided to keep an eye on the coin for the next day. If nobody contacted him within the next day, he would initiate another plan.

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That evening, Severus sat at his favorite chair in front of the fire sipping brandy. It was just after twilight, and he usually used the hours before nightfall to unwind after a full day of classes.

He felt around in his pocket and pulled out the coin. He thought about how scared and innocent Hermione had looked when he caught her with it, and he wondered at the fact that he was able to look fondly upon a student who had given him so many headaches over the years.

The anxiety etched upon the young woman’s face bothered him a great deal, as he reflected on the fact that she had grown into another beautiful woman who couldn’t stand the sight of him. He hadn’t meant to startle her when he walked into his office that morning, but he needed to ensure the security of his only piece of evidence. She really shouldn’t have been sifting though things that didn’t belong to her, but that fact didn’t make Severus feel any better about her reaction to his presence.

As he drained the last swallow of brandy from his glass, the coin started glowing before writing appeared around the edge of it.

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He knew that the mystery woman would not appear as herself, but he had mistakenly assumed that she would appear in the form of a student. Since he had Draco Malfoy’s coin, he thought that she would probably appear in the form of Hermione Granger, once again.

He was completely wrong and utterly unprepared for what greeted him when he confidently stepped into the hut. His confidence deserted him as soon as he laid eyes on the elegant and willowy form of Narcissa Malfoy, but he was still determined to get the unknown student back to the castle and escort her to the headmistress.

“You knew that I took Draco’s coin?” He faltered slightly when her eyes met his, and he muttered, “You are in violation of several of this school’s rules. Come with me willingly, or I shall take you to Headmistress McGonagall’s office by force.”

The woman continued to stare at him in silence, so Severus eyed her warily while preparing to send a binding hex at her.

His wand hand froze in mid-air when she started humming a familiar tune.

“Who are you?”

She continued to ignore his questions, as she busied herself by lighting a stick of incense on the burning candle in front of her. Placing the incense in a vase, she raised her singing voice slightly while slowly walking in Severus’ direction.

He stood frozen and staring at her in complete shock. The smell of sandalwood reached his nostrils, and he finally understood the importance of the scent. “That voice . . .”

She finally spoke. Interrupting him, she said, “This voice is the only thing you responded to when you were recovering from that snake’s bite.”

She was speaking with an American accent. Severus realized that she was worried about him recognizing her speaking voice and inflection, so she was disguising her real voice.

He continued to stand mute, so she continued, “Not only did I sing to you, but I healed you, bathed you, and sat with you throughout the entire length of your recovery.” Tears threatened to spill from her glistening eyes. “What did I get for it, Severus?”

He opened his mouth to respond, but the revelation was too sudden for him to have words prepared to say to her. He closed his mouth and found a wall against which to lean.

She followed him. “I’ll tell you what I got. I got chastised by an ungrateful man who just wanted to die.”

As she came closer to him, his eyes softened at the woman who had saved his life because he was grateful to her.

She saw the change in him and couldn’t stop herself from reaching out to him. She’d hoped that he would open up to her for long enough to share the night with her, and his expression told her that there was a chance.

After taking his hand, she said, “When you told me that you wanted to die, in that moment, I also wanted to die.”

He finally found his voice. “Why would you want that?”

“Because . . . I love you, Severus.”

Severus withdrew his hand from hers and stumbled over to the sofa. He needed a moment of distance and concentration. He was very flattered that his savior had such strong feelings for him. The problem was that no one had ever told him that they loved him before, and he didn’t even know the identity of the first person to do so.

Severus pleaded, “Please, tell me who you are.”

“I’m yours.”

“What is your name?”

“Narcissa.”

“You are not Narcissa.”

“Tonight, I am she.”

Severus suddenly understood how Draco had easily succumbed to the charms of a woman whom he did not know.

“Why not come to me as yourself?”

“You want this woman, Severus.” She moved closer to him and placed her hand on his leg. While whispering in his ear, she continued to move her hand further up his thigh. “She means more to you than I ever will. Let me have this for just one night.”

Her touch was pure ecstasy, and her scent was the most intoxicating fragrance that he had ever experienced. Her hair smelled of fresh strawberries while her clothes carried a mixture of her sweet womanly scent and smoky incense, and he wanted to give himself to her. He felt wanted for the first time in his life, and the very person who granted him a second chance at life loved him.

He used the last of his willpower to put some distance between them, as he asked, “If you truly wanted me, then why did you bring all of those boys out here?”

She looked momentarily ashamed before she regained her composure and whispered, “There weren’t that many, and they were all students. It’s not as if I gave myself to strange men.” She continued babbling. “I couldn’t have you, but I figured out how to get the next best thing. I never meant for you to know, but you happened upon one of my trysts. My plans changed after that.”

“Why do you think Narcissa Malfoy means more to me than you do? Let me see you!”

“I cannot. You don’t want to know who I am, and you would despise me if I told you. We couldn’t be together even if you could stand the sight of me, so don’t ask me again. Please . . . just give me this one night with you. You have my word that this charade will end. It’s over, but give me tonight and let me go, Severus.”

The sound of his name being spoken with such emotion was difficult to resist. He could tell that she was nervous from the way that she chewed on her bottom lip, and he found it endearing that she was still gently stroking the back of his hand with her thumb. When he looked down at their entwined hands, he knew that he couldn’t say no to his savior.

He answered her with a kiss. Severus wished not to betray his innocence. He didn’t want to make the night any more complicated, so he made sure that their first kiss was bold and passionate.

She moaned into his mouth, and he grabbed her hips and guided her into his lap. He marveled at how thorough she was being with him. She took her time tasting his lips, brushing her fingers through his hair, and feeling his skin. She unbuttoned his coat slowly by taking her time with each button as if she were opening a rare gift. As she disrobed him, she continued to taste his lips, neck, and chest.

Soon, his erection became noticeable through his trousers. She lifted her skirt and rubbed her hot core up and down his length. The smell of her arousal and the feel of her cunt were driving him crazy. He needed more, so he ran his hands up her skirt and tore her knickers off of her.

He wanted to taste her folds more than he had ever wanted to taste anything in his life. Even though he had never performed oral sex on a woman before, he had seen in done on numerous occasions, and he couldn’t wait to get his tongue inside of her.

He laid her down on the sofa and pushed up her skirt. She shrieked with pleasure, as he buried himself between her legs. He licked and sucked on her until she was at the edge of release. He took a deep breath and moaned into her, as he inhaled her glorious scent. As he moaned, the sensation sent her over the edge. She gripped his hair, and drove his tongue deeper into her body by thrusting her hips. As her orgasm rolled through her body, she continued to fuck his mouth.

Afterwards, she caressed his back, and he kissed his way up her body. When his mouth reached hers, she kissed him hard and wrapped her legs around his waist. They enjoyed the feel of each other’s bodies as they removed their remaining clothing.

She didn’t want to leave him without having tasted his cock, so she started kissing her way down his chest. She licked a small drop of fluid off of his tip before taking him into her mouth.

Severus could not believe the sensations created by the woman sucking, licking and moaning on his cock. He never even imagined that a woman could make him feel so good. Knowing that he wasn’t going to last long, he made her stop by pulling her close to him for another kiss.

He wasn’t sure about most things concerning their rendezvous or the act of love, but he knew that he didn’t want to come until he felt her tight sleeve around his swollen length.

They became completely wrapped up in each other, and they continued kissing, caressing, and moving together. His heart was beating wildly at the though of being inside of her, but he wasn’t sure if she was ready.

Finally, she pushed him beneath her and straddled him before placing him at her entrance. He sheathed himself within her slick folds in one powerful thrust.

It was beyond surreal.

The feel of her mouth on his length was nothing compared to the feeling of having his manhood buried inside of her exquisite body. He didn’t even know how he could have ever thought of dying before experiencing something so sweet.

Far too soon, their time together came to an end. He didn’t want to let her leave, but he gave her his word that he would let her go. He enveloped her in one last embrace and kissed her soft lips.

With a sad smile, she left him alone in the dark room.

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