Pittwitch's Birthday Present, from Marti

Pittwitch’s Birthday Surprise


Severus reclined in the make-shift hammock he’d hung on the Riddle Manor roof. He pressed his old harmonica against his lips and blew into it, closing his eyes to let the feelings wash through him. The music started, taking on the shape and texture of his isolation here among his Death Eater brethren. Most nights he slunk his way up the stairs and onto the roof, a bottle of Jack Daniels in hand, cast a Silencing Spell, and let the music take him away. He missed Hogwarts, and even the dunderheaded students. Anything was better than being a virtual prisoner in the home of a madman.

His eyes popped open as he heard the door creak open. His wand was immediately in his hand as the music abruptly ended. He glared as the door opened wider and Lucius, recently escaped from Azkaban, stepped out into the late summer night air. His wand lowered, but only slightly. He smirked at the purebloods clothing. Narcissa had become fond of Scottish dress and now had her husband wearing kilts, a blue and silver tartan flung uneasily over his left shoulder. He even had a sporran with a blue ribbon laced through the binding. Oh, the fun Severus could have while tormenting Lucius this night.

It wasn’t turning out to be so bad of a night after all.

“What are you doing up here, Malfoy?”

“I just wondered where our esteemed Potions Master had gone off to. Poor Wormtail is so lonely at the side of our Lord.”

Severus sneered at the mention of the former Marauder. If he ever got the little bastard alone, he’d take his life faster than a Dementor could kiss the soul out of him.

“I’m not Master Wormtail’s friend. I don’t care whether he’s comfortable or not. What do you want, Lucius?”

“I thought you might be lonely, Severus. You do come up here every night to look at the stars. I thought you might like some company.”

“You’re doing an awful lot of thinking, Malfoy. You should stop before you hurt yourself. I’m not lonely. I’m thinking of ways to help our Lord, of course.”

“Right. Because you’re his most trusted servant, now.”

“I just do as he wishes.” Severus narrowed his eyes as the blonde wizard came to sit beside him in the slightly swaying hammock. The way it dipped pushed the two men close together, their arms touching, pressing together, Severus’ left to the blonde wizard’s right.

Severus stiffened as that arm moved, and the other wizard put his hand on Severus’ nearest knee. In school, they had experimented in the dormitory, but never anything after Lucius had graduated and married Narcissa Black.

“What are you about, Malfoy?”

“Keeping you company, that’s all.”

“Innocence doesn’t sit well on you, Lucius. It’s like a Slytherin in the Gryffindor common room: it doesn’t belong. Why are you really here?”

Lucius grinned then, and squeezed Severus’ knee. An unbidden thrill ran up Severus’ leg right into his groin. He’d been too long without a woman if he was thinking of shagging Lucius Malfoy. He closed his eyes tight and stood up, his wand still held in his steady fingers.

“If you’d like to enjoy the night air, then by all means do so, Lucius. I suppose I’ll find my bed this night.” He nodded at the slightly older man and started to turn away from him. Lucius’ hand closing over his bicep stopped him.

“Wait. I have a… gift for you, my old friend.” Lucius whistled, and the door opened again. Severus’ eyes widened as he recognized Remus Lupin, former co-worker and sometimes lover, hands bound before him, his mouth gagged with what looked like a green silk scarf. He stared at Lucius with murder in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Severus. His eyes narrowed and ran at the former Potions professor, the murderer of Dumbledore. Before Severus realized it, he was lying flat on his back on the roof, Remus on top of him and pummeling him with his bound hands.

“Now, boys. Don’t use up all your energy before the main event.” The new voice came from the still open doorway. Remus froze as he heard the woman. Severus shuddered inwardly as he realized the newcomer, the one who had brought Remus up here, was Bellatrix LeStrange. He knew he should have remained in his bed and not come up to the roof tonight.

“What are you doing here, Bella?”

“I’m pursuing a hobby, Severus,” she purred, stepping out into the half moon light. “I wanted to know how many men it would take to satisfy me, on this, my birthday.”

“Didn’t you try to figure that out in school, Bella? I believe you were into the triple digits before your betrothed finally found out about your ‘hobby,’” Severus stated dryly, keeping Remus near him as he stood easily. Instead of his usual Wizarding robes, Remus wore the soft, much used brown leather bomber jacket he’d had since leaving Hogwarts. That means he’d been caught in Muggle London, near the old Black home. Severus wiped the memory of Grimmauld Place from his mind, unsure whether either Bella or Lucius was able to read anything. It was better to be safe than dead.

“Rodolphus cares not as long as I don’t bother him during his indulgences, Severus.” Bella turned to look at the werewolf. “And I promised your friend there, that if he and you play nice, I’ll let him go. You can safely ‘Obliviate’ him and he’ll be on his way, none the wiser of tonight's happenings. I’ve always wanted to have a go at a werewolf.” She licked her lips, painted bright red to match her nails, fashioned and shaped to look like talons.

Yes, she was the most bloodthirsty of the Dark Lord’s followers. He’d have to play along, and urge Lupin to follow suit.

“Fine, Bella. I’ll play along. It’s been too long since I had a go at a whore. I guess you’re just as good.” He shrugged, knowing what was to come next. She stepped forward, and slapped him, drawing blood down one side of his face, her nails having left furrows of rent flesh down his cheek. Severus smirked and lifted his left hand, coating the tips of his fingers and brought them to his nose. He sniffed, never taking his eyes from Bella’s, and licked a bit slowly. “Mmm. Is this really what you want, Bella?”

Bella licked her lips as she eyed Severus. From behind the Potions Master, she saw Lucius stand and press up against Severus’ back. The spy shuddered and reached forward with his raised hand, wrapping it behind Bella’s neck and pulling her closer for a harsh, lusty kiss.


Remus watched, wide-eyed, his jeans getting more uncomfortable by the moment. He’d been at the Leaky Cauldron, keeping an eye out for suspected Death Eaters when a woman had sat down across from him and started hitting on him. After having denied Tonks yet again, he’d been more than ready to take a jump in the sack with a strange witch. Blonde and busty, the woman hadn’t had to work hard into leading him up the stairs into an empty room. Lucius Malfoy had stepped out from behind the door and hit him with a body binding spell before he could even draw his wand. He’d watched the two assailants kiss as the woman slowly shifted from the woman downstairs to the more familiar Bellatrix LeStrange as he passed out.

He’d awakened bound and gagged on an unfamiliar bed. Bella had waited for him before dressing for her seduction of the Potions Master; red four inch high heels, black fishnet stockings, red leather covered nipple clamps, attached to each other with a gold chain. She’d covered herself with a black silk wrap and come to straddle his lap, laughing maniacally. He’d been painfully aroused watching her dress for him, his cock bulging against his jeans. It made him wish he’d worn underwear this evening.

Remus now looked at the three Death Eaters. Severus was snogging the witch before him, allowing her to cup his erection within her dangerous hand. Lucius stood behind Remus, pressing his own hardness into the werewolf’s ass. Moaning, Remus pressed back against the Death Eater. Lucius groaned and reached around to stroke the other man through his jeans.

“Did you hear her, werewolf? Play nice and you get to leave. Is that acceptable?”

Knowing he really had no other option, and aroused anyway, Remus nodded. With a wave of his wand, without breaking his kiss with Bellatrix, Severus released his former lover from his bonds. Turning with a growl, Remus pushed Lucius back onto the hammock and lay above him. Their tongues collided and stroked each other, each vying for the dominate position.

Bella pulled away from Severus, breathing heavily and smirking up at the dark wizard. She used her sharpened fingernails to slice the buttons off his shirt, listening with satisfaction as they pinged across the roof in the dark. His shirt fell open and she bent forward, attacking first his left nipple with her lips, stroking his cock through his trousers.


“If you do that to my trousers, I’ll have to assume you’ll be buying me more.” He breathed, biting back a moan. With a twist of his head he watched Remus kneel between Lucius’ open legs, his head beneath the blonde Death Eater’s kilt. By the way Lucius’ eyes were rolling to the back of his head, he had to assume that Remus was using his considerable knowledge of fellatio on him. He winced as Bella bit his nipple hard, and then started a journey down his chest. He turned back to see her kneeling now before him, unbuttoning his black trousers to release his cock.

“Oh, my. The Potions master is larger than I thought he’d be.” Bella cooed just before she engulfed his cock in her warm mouth. Severus groaned and tunneled the fingers of his left hand into her black hair. With his wand, he again waved it and cast a wordless spell to disappear all their clothes. If he was going to have to do this, why should he waste time undressing?

Lucius laughed and gasped as he felt his clothes disappear. He looked down and smiled at the sight of Remus Lupin devouring his manhood, stroking his balls. His fingers strayed down to his ass, pushing in a bit then coming back out, testing him, teasing him. He was surprised the werewolf acceded so quickly to his and Bella’s demands, but then he’d always known that Severus and Remus had an uneasy love/hate relationship. Neither liked the other man, but whenever they were together it was explosive.

Again, Lucius laughed. He now knew why Severus said the werewolf was addictive.

Bella dug her nails into Severus hips, pulling him closer to her mouth, letting him fuck her with shallow strokes. She kept him from getting too rough. She wanted him to last: she had plans for the three men. With a sigh, she felt his balls tighten beneath her chin and she pulled away, stroking him as he moaned in objection.

“Fucking tease,” he growled down at her as she stood gracefully, three inches shorter now that her high heels had been spelled away. Severus wrapped his arms around her and turned quickly, dropping her down to lie beside Lucius. He whispered another spell and the hammock Transfigured into a king-sized bed. He tossed his wand to the floor and crawled over Bella, his lips gliding up her body. He kissed her smooth stomach, laving a path of tiny bites up her torso before licking around her right nipple, avoiding the sensitive hardness. He rocked his erection between her open thighs, rubbing against her already soaked clitoris. With a pop, he released her breast and lifted his head, still teasing her now with his cock. He turned his head and bent down, kissing Lucius deeply, swallowing the pureblood wizard’s moans of ecstasy. Their tongues melded together, and he thrust into Bella, imagining he was taking Lucius.

Bella arched her back, one hand gripping Severus hair tightly, the other moving down between their entwined bodies to stroke Lucius’ hip, feeling Remus as he sucked Lucius’ hard. Her hand moved up and pulled Remus away from the other wizard. Remus sat back on his knees, his eyes flashing with desire as he watched Severus kissing Lucius, Bella stroking Lucius’ now free cock. He licked his lips and helped Bella stroke the blonde, while bending forward and kissing Severus’ left cheek as he thrust slowly into the witch.

Severus arched his back, releasing Lucius with a hiss and pounded into Bella a few strokes, shivers of desire running up his spine as he felt Remus’ lips on his body. He stopped moving and looked down at Lucius and Bella next to each other. Moving quicker than either of them had seen the Potions Master move, he pulled out of the woman and turned around, capturing Remus now in a kiss he had hoped to forget once he’d turned traitor.

Bereft, Bella climbed atop Lucius and slid him into her pussy, still clenching from how close she had been to orgasm when Severus had pulled out. She sat up and rode him slowly, building herself back up to where she’d been before.

Severus rubbed his cock against Remus’, his hands reaching around to grip the werewolf’s ass and pulling him closer. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bella take over fucking Lucius. He pushed Remus towards her.

“Fuck her, Remus. Like you used to fuck me in the Defense office. Do you remember bending me over your desk and sliding your cock in my ass? Do it to Bella.” He whispered into his lover’s ear. Remus shuddered and moved behind Bella, rubbing his cock up and down the witch’s ass. Severus smirked and bent to retrieve his wand, conjuring a bottle of lubricant quickly. He filled his hand and reached down to stroke Remus’ cock, liberally oiling him. Then he moved his hand to Bella’s ass, preparing her for Remus intrusion.

Bella moaned, feeling the two wizard’s behind her, ready to push inside through the tight ring of muscles. She lay atop Lucius, breathing heavily and relaxing as Remus entered her slowly until she could feel his balls resting against her ass. She moaned again, feeling the duel sensations of both wizards inside her, stroking each other through the thin layer between her pussy and her rectum. Slowly, Remus started moving, followed in tandem with Lucius. She looked down at her brother-in-law, smirking internally as she realized the wizard hadn’t had such a decadent experience since marrying her sister. He lay there, his mouth open, panting. His eyes were screwed tightly shut as he fought losing control.

Severus knelt behind Remus, looking over his shoulder to see the way the three of them moved together slowly. His hands moved to each of them, stroking whatever was there for him to touch. He reached between Remus legs and stroked his balls, making the werewolf thrust faster into the witch, all three of them gasping in unison.

He laughed evilly and moved behind Remus, dribbling lubricant over his cock, stroking slowly as he watched the threesome. He rubbed his cock up and down Remus’ ass, pushing in and pulling out teasingly, getting him ready for what the werewolf knew was going to be a powerful thrust.

“Ugh!” Remus moaned, thrusting into Bella harder than he had before. A cascade of moans echoed into the starry night as all three felt Severus enter Remus hard.

“More!” Bella gasped as the two men behind her pounded into her rhythmically, making her lose what little control she already had. She screamed out into the night, her orgasm shattering throughout her entire body. She rested her head on Lucius’ shoulder as he grunted aloud with his own.

Above the two semi-conscious Death Eaters, Remus pulled out of Bella, gasping Severus’ name as the Potions Master reached around the werewolf and stroked him until he came, spraying all over the witch’s back.

“Yes, Severus! God, fuck me, please!” Remus moaned as he felt his lover release inside of him, felt the pulsing of his cock deep inside his ass, heard Severus groan Remus’ name into the werewolf’s shaggy brown hair.

Remus turned his head to kiss Severus gently, their tongues playing against each other before both of them fell to their sides next to Bella and Lucius.

The three men looked at Bella groggily. “Happy birthday, Bella.” They said together, then faded sleepily.

Severus woke at dawn. He was sore, and the morning dew clung to his clothes damply. He stood and groaned his discomfort. He knew better than to fall asleep in the hammock after having drunk a full bottle of Ogden’s. Now, he’d have to venture into the communal kitchen and find some chocolate and perhaps a Hangover Potion.

He turned to face his impromptu bed and made it disappear quickly. Making sure his harmonica was in his inner pocket, he opened the door slowly, hoping he wouldn’t wake anyone. He cast a quick ‘lumos’ and started down the stairs quietly. At the bottom of the stairs, on the third floor landing, his foot kicked something shiny and metallic across the floor. Bending, he picked it up and ruminated about his finding. Bella LeStrange had no reason to be on the third floor, not in the staircase to the roof. What was her Slytherin toe ring doing here? Had Wormtail filched it from her jewelry case? Or was his dream, a very wet dream, been real? He hadn’t been with Lupin in almost three years but he could swear he could feel the man’s mouth on his body.

Frowning, Severus headed down to the first floor, unsure whether to confront the two Death Eaters from his dream, or keep it to himself.




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