Horndog
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Chapter 26: A ‘Convincing’ Deal (I)
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 26: A ‘Convincing’ Deal (I) - Watch as Sirius navigates his way through the Hogwarts of the old days and the new. The way to a man’s heart goes through his belly, and the way to a woman's heart goes through her cunny—Sirius chose to live by those ideas.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Mystery Paranormal Magic Transformation
“Been a while, Severus—you mind having a chat?”
“You...” Severus sneered, slamming the door or trying to.
Sirius was faster and wedged his leather-clad foot firmly in the door’s path. “No need to turn bashful all of a sudden,” he taunted, his voice dripping with disdain.
“You never seemed to mind groveling at Lucius Malfoy’s feet or carrying out the Dark Lord’s bidding. So why the sudden bout of shyness?”
Severus Snape drew his wand with a swift, practiced motion, his dark eyes piercing the shadows. “What do you want, Sirius?”
“Really now? After watching me kill your fellow Death Eaters right before your very eyes, and surviving the Killing Curse, you reckon you stand a chance against me?” Sirius pushed the door open, unafraid of anything.
Bang!
Sirius wasn’t very gentle with it and stormed inside, making Severus step back further and further into his own house, like a cornered prey. He looked around at the condition of the house, and it looked nothing but rundown and neglected. The floor had much dirt on it, the furniture was broken, and bruised, and all the walls lacked portraits, or even wallpaper, so to speak.
“You truly live up to the name we teased you with,” Sirius remarked, casting a glance back at Severus. “Tell me, is being Slytherin synonymous with embracing evil? My parents, my cousins, my distant families—how in Merlin’s beard do you all manage to veer toward evil?”
Feeling suffocated, Sirius pulled his tie a little to loosen it. He then went over to a chair near the dining table, dragged it, and sat down. But then he noticed Severus’ hand moving secretly. “You’d be doing me a favor by calling them.”
Severus finally stopped and tried to talk seriously, “You left me no choice but to join them.”
“What did we do?” Sirius asked him earnestly. “It was just childhood banter.”
“Banter?” Severus sneered. “You haven’t changed one bit. Arrogant, rich, spoiled, opinionated brat then ... the same now.”
“And who might you be? A noble with the serenity of a Vela, perhaps? You’ve been poking your nose into our affairs since day one. Trying to spy on us, snitch on us, stirring up trouble at every turn.”
“You started it!” Snape barked, his voice cutting through the air like a whip.
“It was that blasted train. I had no interest in you or James. Yet you two chose to speak when not spoken to. You chose to antagonize me—you chose to trip me—you chose to call me Snivellus on the very first day of Hogwarts.”
Sirius still didn’t take Severus’ words seriously, scoffing. “Yet you proved us right. Look what becoming a Slytherin has gotten you.”
“Nothing but misery throughout my life,” Severus Snape drawled, his voice laced with scorn as he fixed Sirius with a piercing glare, the anger simmering in his dark eyes. Like a festering wound finally bursting open, his pent-up emotions spilled forth in a torrent of words.
“Knowing you has been my life’s greatest torment. You, with your reckless disregard for consequences, your arrogance knows no bounds. You sought to end me, all for the sake of your twisted amusement! And why? Because I dared to keep a watchful eye on you? That was justification enough for you to conspire to see me dead at the hands of your werewolf friend? Some friend you are!”
For the first time, Sirius averted his gaze from Severus, his already loosened tie still causing him to feel suffocated. “T-That was ... a mistake. I—”
“Mistake? I was sworn by Dumbledore to never speak of your friend’s secret. What did that earn me? Ridicule! James Potter paraded around Hogwarts, relishing in his fabricated heroics of how he saved poor Severus from death—to Lily, he bragged the same—bragged about a twisted murder you planned.”
Sirius breathed deeply, the memories fresh in his thoughts. All that had happened before he had changed his ways. Before he had gotten that oracle about his death. “I know it was a mista—”
“Did you stop?” Severus boomed, and stepped closer to Sirius, his hands gesturing his uncontrolled emotions. “I was reading the OWL’s paper, minding my own business by the tree. You came to me! James spun the first spell, and you were there to laugh as he boasted of his heroic deed.
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