Fic - Weakness. SB/HG. NC-17

Mon, 10 May 2004 02:08:20 GMT

Title: Weakness
Author: Fractal
Pairing: SB/HG
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con, underage (takes place summer before the fifth year).

She carries books like a barrier; not clutched to her chest like a virtuous schoolgirl should, all straying hair and flushed cheeks, but under her arm, or resting against her stomach while she leans against the kitchen counter talking to Moody, or Kingsley, or whoever is nodding gravely at her earnest words today.

She waves a wand as if conducting an orchestra; head held high she watches the others rise and fall with each curve of her hand in the air, taking their cues from her. Remus smiles proudly as if he taught her that himself – one bloody year you were her teacher, Moony, and you never had her style.

She scolds me in kinder tones but no less soundly than my own mother when I drink too much; arms folded under the schoolgirl chest, top buttons of her blouse unfastened in deference to the heat, her flimsy summer skirt damp and clinging to her legs. It's not the heat of the house in August that makes me moan into my pillow that night though, hand squeezing a prick that hasn't throbbed in years, and my mother never had that effect on me either.

She takes my cock like a Knockturn Alley whore when I stumble across her in the kitchen in the near-dark the night before they leave for school. With her nightdress ripped to her waist and cool thighs spread under my hands on that same kitchen counter, she doesn't push me away once I'm driving into her; she doesn't feel for her wand once she realises she's left it upstairs. She doesn't tell me how disappointed she is in me when I finally pull out, panting and sweaty, steeped in the smell of her to add to the whisky breath and the hint of hippogriff I couldn't be bothered to scrub away.

She bathes the mess off us both with the detached professionalism of a nurse, until the evidence is swirling away down the plughole, the gurgle of the water the only sound in the still house. Her voice is clipped and steely when she tells me that if I ever touch her again, she will kill me herself.

I knew she had a weakness somewhere.

fractalmuse

Fic - Weakness. SB/HG. NC-17