Chapter 45 - Peace

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Finally! I was beginning to think I'd never get this done!

 Title: The Mary Sue Virus
Chapter Title:  Peace
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Graphic Sexual situations, Oral, Angst
Disclaimer: The recognizable characters in this work of fiction and the world it is set in are the property of J.K Rowling and Warner Bros. Pictures. The original characters are the property of Dazzledfirestar, Nanaea, Madapple and Polywolly, and are not to be used without the permission of those individuals. I am not making any money from this and it is purely a flight of fancy for the purpose of entertainment.

Insomnia always struck hardest after the meetings. It had been that way since… well since the beginning of his double life. Even before that, if he were to be honest with himself, he’d found it hard to sleep. He had left shortly after Draco had gone upstairs, apparating as soon as he was past the manor gates. The countless glasses of elf made wine weren’t helping. He wondered if Dumbledore might still be up. He’d feel better after making his report, he was sure of it.

 

He strode across the sitting room at Spinner’s End toward the fireplace. He reached for the Floo Powder and a thought occurred to him. Perhaps going back to the school now would be a better idea. That way the time he was wasting by pacing around the house could be spent getting some work done. He refused to acknowledge the thought of trying to get some time with Issobell, as pleasant as it was. First and foremost, he had to report to Dumbledore. A flash of green flame took him directly to Dumbledore’s office.

 

“Severus?” Twinkling blue eyes rose from a parchment on his desk. “I didn’t expect to hear from you until the morning.” Dumbledore adjusted his glasses. “Trouble sleeping again?”

 

“I thought you’d want the information as soon as possible.” Snape rattled off the important points of the meeting. “The Minister and his secretaries seem to be the important targets, the rest would be the proverbial icing on the cake for Bellatrix.”

 

“And the others?” Dumbledore seemed to be considering the new information as he spoke.

 

Snape shifted uncomfortably. “They did what they had to.”

 

“I expected nothing less.” Dumbledore’s eyes moved over the younger man. “What aren’t you telling me, Severus?” He adjusted his glasses again.

 

“Things did not go… well for your new recruits.” Snape knew that Dumbledore read more from the tone in his voice than the actual words. “I did what I could.”

 

The older man nodded heavily. “I will speak with them in the morning. With any luck the girls won’t be necessary in any further actions.” Dumbledore made his way back behind his desk. “Get some sleep, Severus.”

 

Once he had left the office and was clear of the gargoyle he let out a heavy sigh. Part of him truly hoped to run across some student, preferably a Gryffindor, wandering the halls so that he’d have someone to take some of this frustration out on. He considered stopping at the Slytherin common room, to see if… no, he shook his head. Dumbledore was right. He just needed a good night’s sleep.

 

Despite this statement of intention, his feet seemed to betray him, carrying him steadily in the direction of his house common room. Each treacherous step lent itself to even more treacherous thoughts. Images of Issobell stretched naked across his desk, pressed against the cold dungeon walls, curled up next to him back at Spinner’s End… they all danced in his mind prodding him to find her, and quickly. A plan was forming in his head as he reached the entrance to the common room. He pushed the door open forcefully, scaring the few students that were still out of bed. Issobell luckily was one of them. “Miss Widdershins.” His voice was stern, and she looked a little worried. He held the door open and said nothing else until she’d passed through it and out into the halls. As the door closed with a snap, he pressed her against the wall, claiming her lips with his own. “I need you. Now.” The ferocity in his voice took him by surprise as much as it did her.

 

“Here?” She was breathless from the kiss, but had obviously kept her wits about her far more than he had.

 

“No, no, of course not.” He ran through a few options in his mind, each one seeming more risky than the last. Then, in a moment of clarity, it came to him. He grabbed her wrist, leading her up the stairs and out the main doors of the castle. She shivered in the night air, and he wrapped her in his arms protectively. As they approached their destination, he stepped out in front of her. “Stay here.” He bent down, picking up a fallen branch and carefully approached the Whomping Willow. Before it managed to get a good swing at him, he’d pressed the knot in the trunk and the tree stopped moving. He reached back, taking Issobell’s hand and leading her down the secret passage under the tree.

 

When they reached the Shrieking Shack she looked around nervously. “Are you sure it’s safe in here?”

 

He looked down at her for a moment. “It is now.” He muttered. She looked at him as if she hadn’t quite heard. “You’re perfectly safe, pet.” He kissed her again, the passion that had threatened to take him over in the hallway, rearing its head again. His hands slipped along the back of her thighs before lifting her off her feet. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around him, letting him carry her to a nearby couch and dropping her down onto it, throwing a cloud of dust into the air. His hands climbed up her thighs as his lips traveled down her neck. His fingers finally grasped the waistband of her panties and with a tug he pulled them down off her hips. She wriggled the rest of the way out of them, and his hands snaked back up her legs.

 

“Severus…” Her head fell back and she sighed as his fingers found her centre. He actually smiled at this. She was so beautiful to him in that moment that he never wanted it to end. So little made him happy anymore… he shook his head, banishing any thought not relating to what he was doing to the girl beneath him. Her breath was coming in small gasps now, and her hips rocked against his hand as his fingers circled her slick entrance, begging him to deepen the touch. She whimpered as he pulled his hand away.

 

He kissed his way up her neck to her ear. “Tell me what you want, pet.” Something in him needed her to ask him, to tell him that she wanted him.

 

“I…” she gasped again as his fingers resumed their teasing. “I need you inside me!” She moaned. “Oh gods, Severus, please… gods I want you!” Her back arched as she cried out, her release crashing over her.

 

“Then you shall have me.” He nipped at her ear and she trembled. Undoing his trousers, he swiftly tugged them down and positioned himself at her entrance. Her hips bucked, silently asking again for him to enter her. He did not make her wait. Slowly he pushed into her, reveling in the warmth that surrounded him. He groaned as he began to move within her. He listened to her moans, her pleas for more as they mingled with his own voice. It felt as though all the things that were keeping him from resting melted away as he moved within her. Her body arched beneath him, her muscles milking him for all he was worth. It took all his self control not to give in to the pleasure, but he wanted this to last. Not just the feeling of her wrapped around him, but the peace she seemed to represent to him. He claimed her lips, swallowing her moans as he sped his rhythm, pounding deeper into her, feeling every inch of her around him. He groaned loudly as he lost control. “Issobell…”

 

He rolled off of her slowly, wrapping her in his arms. She smiled up at him. “I take it the meeting didn’t go well…”

 

He pressed his finger to her lips. “Let’s not talk of it.” His finger migrated down her jaw line, to her neck and lower. “I intend to keep you out past curfew, Miss Widdershins.” He smirked as his fingers slid under her skirt again. “And I intend on punishing you for letting me.”

Comments

[ladydeathfaerie]

poor Severus. lucky Issobell.....

*sighs* gods, i need sex bad.

one little thing, Daz.... Despite this statement of intention, his feet seemed to betray him, carrying him steadily in the direct of his house common room.

direct should be direction. just thought i'd let you know.

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Thanks for pointing that out. That's what happens when I post at 3:30 in the freakin' morning. Gotta stop doing that.

[ladydeathfaerie]

no worries, sweetie. and i love the new avatar.

someone has it so bad.....

damn it, i have to go. Edward is getting impatient. bastard.... oh, hi Edward. no. i wasn't talking about you. um.. you can put that away. there's no need to use it. i'm behaving. yes, i'll be getting back to the fic in just a moment. i promise. no, there's no need to.... hey! that hurt!

gotta run! toodles!

[manic-olive.livejournal.com]

A cup of tea and an MSV update.

All is right with the world.

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Oh, if only it were that easy.

How did you bring about world peace, Daz?

Why, with smutty fan fiction! LOL

[nanaeanaven]

Oh my, Daz. When he said, I want you. Now. I responded, like a bolt of lightning through my body. Sweet goddess, Issobell is one lucky Sue. *sigh*

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Wow, Nan! That's possibly the best compliment to a chapter I've ever gotten! *blush* Thank you, and I'm glad you liked it!

She is lucky, isn't she.

[nanaeanaven]

You're welcome, and thank you! :)

[ginevrasm.livejournal.com]

Mmmm...

You are on a roll, I think. Great chapter, and rather sweet for Severus.

I'm afraid my next chapter is coming a bit slowly due to personal circumstances...But it is coming! I promise.

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

He did come off far sweeter than I thought he would... hmm... oh well. And I'm not on a roll... I was switching between two chapters for quiet some time, they just both were finished on the same night! lol

And no hurry on your new chapter! It's always worth the wait! *hugs*