The Princess and The Half Blood Prince

Thoughts of Muder

As expected, I was at my wits end with in the first three days. Fred and George we're constantly into something. Some of which I honestly would have found funny anywhere other than my house.  Harry, Hermonie, and Ron somehow managed to stay out of trouble for the most part. Arthur never stopped asking questions about muggle things.  Molly insisted on doting on me, like I was her own child. That irked me for reasons I couldn't explain though. She was sweet really, but over bearing.

A loud explosion came from down the hall. The guys had just gotten to the house for our annual Christmas drinking. I've never seen four men look so terrified in my entire life. Even Severus looked a bit concerned.

Glitter rained down everywhere. It was all over the furniture, in the fire place, the floor, and the ceiling. Fred and George were coated in glitter. Apparently whatever they were doing had gone quite wrong.

My red eyes blazed. "If the two of you want to live to see Christmas!" I snarled. "This mess had best be gone before I get back!"

Mandy came into the room just then.
"Ahh excellent. Mandy go grab two vacuums. These two will be taking care of this mess if they know what's good for them. Please show them how to use them properly." I smiled sweetly at the twins.
"Yes ma'am." She turned and headed for the nearest closet.
"Where?" Severus started, but Allen grabbed his arm shaking his head no.

"Best not when she's in this kind of a mood." He whispered.

I turned from the room.  I went into my own room. I threw my jeans on the floor opting for a medium length green skirt. I slid my knee high converse on. I'm not sure where I'm going, but if I don't get out of the house soon I'm going to feed one or all of the people in my house to the wolf pack that prowls the property.

——-Allen——-

"Well she's a peach." One of the Weasley twins grinned.

"Don't take it personally. She just needs time to adjust. She doesn't typically spend this much time with people. Especially outside of school. In fact this is the first time ever she's come back for break. She'll get used to you. Although I am surprised she didn't hang you from the ceiling by your nut sack over the glitter. She hates glitter more than I think anything else." Allen smiled attempting to lighten the mood.

"Yeah maybe." The other twin this time.

Allen waved his wand and the mess disappeared. "I'd suggest having Mandy show you the vacuum though. Just to be on the safe side. The Princess will be in a better mood when she's had some fresh air and quiet."

—-Back to Ira——-

There was a knock at my bedroom door. It took all my will power not to throw my glass of Tennessee honey at it.
"Come in!" I gripped my cup a little tighter.

"Ira?" His smooth voice washed over me like warm bath.
"Severus?" I stared for a moment realizing what I just said. I tried to play it off. "What can I do for you?"
"I just wanted to check on you." He shifted uncomfortably.

He was as unused to giving comfort as I was to receiving it.

"I'm ok. I just need space from the noise for a while." I rubbed my temples. "They're so fucking loud all the time."

He smirked at me. "Language Miss Greyson. I would hate to have to give you detention."

My mind flashed back to his thumb rubbing along my sensitive spot. I smirked back at him. "You sir can give me detention anytime."

"Even now?" He purred
"Especially now." I licked my lips

His hands were in my hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck. With his free arm he lifted me up and carried me to the bed. I nipped at his neck. He let out a low growl.

"Miss Greyson, you are very naughty."

I slid my tongue from the base of his neck all the way up biting his ear when I reached it.  He laid me on the bed. He hovered over me for a moment. Slowly he bent his head and kissed me again. More gently this time. Then he trailed kisses down my neck to my chest.
"Severus." I moaned running my fingers through his soft black hair.
I felt him smile against my skin before kissing his way back up again.

An hour passed. We were still tangled in each other's arms kissing and teasing. Both holding back from the one thing we really wanted.  He reached up and kissed my forehead.

"Ira." He looked down at me black eyes filled with lust and love and sorrow. "I cannot love you."
"Who said anything about love?" I cocked my head. "Love leads to nothing but pain and heartache."

Another man's face flashed in my mind. A teenager really. We were so young and so stupid. But he was gone now, and I vowed I would never love another. Not after what I did.

Severus looked like he was having a similar thought process.

I unbuttoned his shirt running my hand along his smooth chest "I don't want love. I want distraction."

"And are you distracted?" He gave me a cocky grin.
"Hmm. Perhaps not. Better kiss me again to be sure." I pulled him back down to me.

His hands roamed up and down my body. I'm glad I decided to put on the skirt.  He gripped my ass tightly. Gods his hands felt amazing.  I bit his neck again.

"If you keep doing that I won't be able to restrain myself." He bit my neck in return.
"I'm all your Professor." I stared into his eyes.

He kissed me softly. "I can't I'm sorry."

With that he got up and strode from my room. I laid there for a few minutes confused, a little hurt, and sexually frustrated. Thunder clapped outside. It's going to be a long break. Rain came pounding against the window in buckets.

I wonder if we'll get a white Christmas this year or just a wet one? How befitting of my mood.