Title: Four Days
Author: Raven ( [email protected] )
Pairing: Lucius/Voldemort (implied)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Voldemort goes on vacation for four days, leaving Lucius in charge of the Death Eaters. NOT to be taken seriously! It'd be impossible to name all the pairings in this fic but the main focus is on Lucius/Voldemort, narrated by Lucius.Day Three
Day Three - Morning
I slept in. All goddamn morning. No work. Leave me alone.
Day Three - Afternoon
Is it me or are the weekends getting shorter and shorter? I woke up finally at around threeish, or maybe it was four. Who can tell? Anyway, I woke up and decided that today was the day I would recruit a few people into serving the Dark Lord. Not my most original idea, but I guess if he comes home to some new faces, it should make the fact that one of his pets getting hit by a log truck seem a bit nicer.
So I gathered my supplies, which included many phamphlets, had the Elves make some cookies and lemonade (addictive substance in the lemonade) and headed on out to do what I do best!
I set up the Death Eater stand in the middle of Knockturn. It was a lovely day and all and the cookies smelled positively delightful. Those who came by were lured by the free food and stopped to look at the phamphlets.
Voldemort doesn't know about any of this. He thinks I go out and, I don't know, talk people into joining. I do that, but this way the people come to me. And no one can resist the allure of free food. Once they ingested something chocolatey, they're more inclined to agree with what you say. And the addictive lemonade has them coming back for more. Therefore, the stand is always busy and it appears as though a lot of people want to sign up to be Death Eaters today.
So anyway, there I am, minding my own business, when guess who should come down the road? Severus Snape in all his glory. He tries to duck away when he sees me but I scream out his name and beckon him over. A few people give him dirty looks and it seems that in order for him to remain safe, he has to come visit with me.
I gave him a cookie because he was scowling and suddenly, an idea came to mind. What if I could re-recruit Sev into our way of life? He could work as an expert triple agent. And it would mean I wouldn't have to hunt him down and kill him. He has this habit of hiding and running away and I just don't need that sort of exercise.
So I show him the phamphlet and say, "Wanna re-join the cult with me?"
And he says, "I don't care to."
I say, "But it's really fun. Didn't you read the phamphlet?"
"I already read it. I helped make them."
Such a pragmatist, is Severus. So then I counter with, "It's not that bad. They'll give you a haircut and you said you've been needing one for awhile. You've got split ends."
Smart move on my part. Sev just hates split ends and his hand went to his hair. "It'll be a free haircut," I assure him.
"The leader hates me."
"I'm the leader." This got his attention.
"What happened to.."
"He's on vacation, left me on charge. You come back to us now, there won't be any punishment."
At this, he kinda goes a little red, which is just fine with me since he looks so cute when he blushes. "Wouldn't mind some," he mutters. But his tone is really low and I'm not sure if he's saying that or "wooden Hermione", which makes no sense.
"Get to meet lots of cute new guys. Recruitment has kicked off well and you'll be with your potions again."
I'm not sure which gets his attention more. The cute guys or the potions. "The Cause still the same?"
"Uh huh. But now it's more retro. We get to wear better outfits and all." I really should go over my plans of the Death Eater robes with Sev. I'm sure he'd love them. And the winter ones would just compliment his hair!
He still doesn't look all the way convinced. "It would mean betraying Dumbledore."
"Sev, you're a teacher. You have a teacher's salary. He shoves you with a bunch of whining, screaming brats all day. I'd say that he was the one betraying you." Kindergarden logic, I know, but still. "Besides, does he let you cut open small animals and people?"
"Sort of." He reaches for another cookie.
"But he doesn't approve of it. Our mutual Friend would."
"I guess." He eats the cookie and reaches for another. "I don't have to believe in anything, do I?"
"No, of course not. Just say that you do."
"What if there are no guys I like there?"
"Then I'll go out and recruit one for you."
As it turned out, Severus stayed around the recruitment stand for the rest of the afternoon. He'd probably say it was because he wanted to make sure that I was taking in a lot of cute, young guys with raging hard-ons, but judging from where his hand was most of the time, he stayed for the cookies.
In the end, I had him signed back on and gave him a handjob for staying to help me raise the factions of our Dark Lord's supporters. I just know our Lord will love this.
Day Three - Evening
After a long day of being out in the sun (four hours), I decided to spend the night inside the Dark Lord's castle. The place had a wonderful view and was always a delight to explore and..who am I kidding? I stayed because the bed was familiar and his scent was still on the pillow.
Fucking hell, I miss that bastard. And I despise him for doing this to me. It's the third day, I tell myself. One more day to go after this and I'll have him back in my arms and in my bed. One more damn day.
Alright, I wasn't that pathetic. I mean, I didn't curse my Lord out for leaving me. Save for three times. And I didn't cry that long. Only an hour, really. And I wasn't all that sulky. Just all night. I was just..mourning his loss, knowing it would be for another night after this one that I'd be deprived of his company. I guess I made it worse on myself, sleeping in his bed and all.
And now I'm just whining. Alright, I guess I should move on. Anyway, as I was laying in his bed, trying to sleep, I completely forgot about Voldemort's little pet. Not his collection of snakes or Death Eaters, but his other pet. The big one. Goes by the name of Nagini.
Now, I don't mind Nagini. In fact, I even like her. She's very slim and she's pretty. That and she's loyal to my Lord, so I really can't complain. She's never bitten at me, of course, and she's tried to eat Pettigrew a few times. That makes her quite alright in my book.
But anyways, I fed her that night and kinda put her out of mind. What I didn't know is that she normally goes wandering about the damn castle at night, investigating every which way and making sure the place is safe from any stray rodents and the like. So you could just imagine the kind of shock I felt when the damn thing ended up crawling into bed with me.
I was half asleep and either Nagini has some really strange habits or my Lord's, ah, proclivities are not what I envisioned them to be, because this big, massive snake came crawling right over me. And I mean, right on top. I had been counting the cracks in the ceiling when she came in. I was just minding my own business, trying to fall asleep and next thing I know, I'm looking into the glowing eyes of this predator.
Alright, so I got aroused. So what? I'm half-veela. That and if there's something massive resting between my legs, applying enough pressure to my groin, I'll get hard. There was this one time, you see, with this chair leg...
I'll move on.
Anyway, so this snake is on top of me and I'm not about to make any sudden movements. I'm thinking that maybe Nagini thinks I'm Voldemort and that's why she's so comfortable doing this right now. So I speak softly to her when it occurs to me that snakes don't have ears and I'm not sure if she can hear me. She's tasting me quite nicely, though. No, not there, on the face. And not in the mouth, I'll have you know.
So I figure she must know I'm different from her Master and I guess she realized this as well as she began to move off me. It turned out, the only reason why she turned was so she could head down into my trousers and...
Well, let me just say that my Lord has taught her quite a few interesting tricks. I won't go into graphic detail but I am very grateful she didn't use her teeth nor tried to swallow me. It wasn't until after she had tasted my ejaculate that she..what? Yes, I was sucked off by a snake and no, I did not think it to be possible. No, I will not show you the snake. Anyway, after she realized that I wasn't her Lord and Master, she slithered off of me and proceeded to lay upon the bed next to me.
I guess she missed him too. She allowed me to stroke her until we both fell asleep. She was soothing, in an odd way. Made me think of him since he does resemble a snake. But she was too thin and she didn't have the same hiss he did.
I'm grateful to her, oddly enough. Even though she couldn't have known what she was doing, and I wasn't about to stop her, the act was still reminiscent of him. I don't think he'd deign to put his lips on my cock and actually suck, but I guess that would have been what it felt like. In any case, she allowed me to have some rather interesting dreams.
Very interesting. And all perverted, I am sure.