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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
8,806
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0
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Memories
Title: Lessons
Author: Madilayn
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s):Sirius/Remus; Snape/Voldemort/Bellatrix
Feedback: desired.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
WARNINGS: Contains mentions of CHAN, NON-CON,
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He remembered. The man lifted the glass to his lips and drank deeply, seeking to drown the memories. The pain. The humiliation.
It had started when he was thirteen, and had continued until he was twenty-one.
And now it had started again when he was thirty-four.
He shifted uneasily, the pain still there, the humiliation still sharp, despite the several glasses of firewhisky he had consumed. His head slumped to folded arms on the table before him and tears started to flow.
Time passed, and the tears ended. The man stood and made his way stiffly to the bathroom, to the welcome hot bath where he could scrub away the evidence; scrub away the hate.
And leave the memories that nothing could dull.
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He remembered. He remembered what it was to be loved, to love. All he could feel now was numbness and a longing for what was not.
He remembered the memories, good and bad. But most of all he remembered the loving.
It had started when he was thirteen, been consummated when he was seventeen, and finished when he was twenty-one.
And then, out of the blue, it had started again when he was thirty-three.
But then, when he was thirty-five it finished again.
The man withdrew further into himself, seeking solace in his memories.
Author: Madilayn
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s):Sirius/Remus; Snape/Voldemort/Bellatrix
Feedback: desired.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
WARNINGS: Contains mentions of CHAN, NON-CON,
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He remembered. The man lifted the glass to his lips and drank deeply, seeking to drown the memories. The pain. The humiliation.
It had started when he was thirteen, and had continued until he was twenty-one.
And now it had started again when he was thirty-four.
He shifted uneasily, the pain still there, the humiliation still sharp, despite the several glasses of firewhisky he had consumed. His head slumped to folded arms on the table before him and tears started to flow.
Time passed, and the tears ended. The man stood and made his way stiffly to the bathroom, to the welcome hot bath where he could scrub away the evidence; scrub away the hate.
And leave the memories that nothing could dull.
***
He remembered. He remembered what it was to be loved, to love. All he could feel now was numbness and a longing for what was not.
He remembered the memories, good and bad. But most of all he remembered the loving.
It had started when he was thirteen, been consummated when he was seventeen, and finished when he was twenty-one.
And then, out of the blue, it had started again when he was thirty-three.
But then, when he was thirty-five it finished again.
The man withdrew further into himself, seeking solace in his memories.