Last Witness: Detached (Snape Love Story)

Stay Behind

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 A touch woke her up as he stroked her hair and back. It was a slow, tender touch and yet to her it felt like something to get away from. She fought the urge to shiver against his cold hands but then she remembered that last night had other purpose than pleasure which she considered to be only an enjoyable side effect at this point. Georgianna started to kiss her way up his chest until she found his mouth and nibbled on his lower lip. He didn’t object her approaching him once more; in fact, he seemed to be quite pleased with it. He pulled her closer to him under the covers, allowing her to rest on his shoulder.

“I never thought you had this in you Lorrelaine,” he said as he continued to caress her bare skin.

“Now you know,” she mumbled in a pretense sleepy tone.

He rolled over her, searching for something.

“There you go; your trip with Snape is coming up, you better enjoy the smoking while you can.”

Finally a topic that interests me… feel free to go on.

She gladly accepted the offered cigarette and watched as he lit it for her. The corners of her mouth twitched up into the best imitation of pleasant smile she could fake right now:

“Why Yaxley, is he even more intolerant to it than you are?”

He pulled the covers away, sliding his hand over her intimately.

“Snape is obsessed with his teaching job; he’ll treat you like he would a pesky student trust me,”

Not even as far as I could throw you Yaxley.

Out loud she snorted:

“If he’s such a nut, what makes the Dark Lord value him so much? So far it sounds like he’s punishing me…”

Start talking….

Georgiannna pulled Yaxley into a kiss that she planned to keep up until he relaxed enough to talk. It didn’t take long before he broke the kiss and grimaced:

 “Snape was the one who brought in the prophecy on Potters; he might see everybody as one of his students and seem like a snappy little spy who hides in Hogwarts but the fact is that he’s ruthless… He wouldn’t spare his own family if he had any; it’s what made him the Dark Lord’s pet before you came along…. Judging by his attempts on becoming a gentleman in your presence I’d say he misses the post. Having him come as your sidekick is a worse punishment to Snape than the Cruciatus Curse.”

Yaxley’s finger traced her navel slowly before he continued:

“Don’t get this the wrong way though, Snape knows Karkaroff as the back of his hand; having him with you on this is a hell of an advantage. But it has its risks; he’s a Death Eater before he is anything else. Supposedly, he loved that Potter Mudblood and still he said that she had to go.”

“You sound so… concerned,” she raised her eyebrows noting the comment on the mother of the Boy Who Lived.

“I would hate to lose you now that you’ve come to your senses about sleeping with me,” he chuckled darkly.

Georgianna rolled her eyes and got up:

“I’m not yours to lose Yaxley.”

His eyes narrowed at her: “Where do you think you’re going?”

She started to get dressed and didn’t bother to look at him before she replied:

“I have a job to do remember? I can’t spend entire day in bed with you.”