89) A late night chat*

It was a great night. The cold was creeping in but nothing could help like a warming charm across the room.

"Is it the warming charm or you?" A teasing voice asked Severus while wiggling her ass to his abdomen.

"Ofcourse it's me." Severus replied affronted. His hands went to her abdomen as he pulled her body towards him.

They were lying in one of the guest's bedroom at the Dawn Manor. Severus had arrived after he finished the duels. Since he was a Triwizard Champion, it was easy for him to move. Besides Slughorn was all too accepting of his request to use his floo.

Francesca laughed as he effortlessly pulled her body towards his strong frame. Her naked back pressed against his warm chest while he slowly snuggled himself to her neck.

Severus spooned her while he gently kissed along her neck. He and Francesca occasionally spent the nights together. She gave the excuse of a night shift at her home while she sneaked around with him. Tonight was just the same.

Truth be told, he was getting more open with this harem thing. Afterall which man wouldn't want a harem of beautiful girls? He was okay with him being the sole man in the lives of them. Besides, he was getting already perverted thoughts inside his mind about the whole thing.

He was warming upto Francesca too. These late night rendezvous, her pervy attitude while being with him, the conversations. Everything made it hard to not like her. Besides she was the only one with whom he had the most development in his physical relations.

She slowly rubbed her back over his crotch. His rock hard steel was pressed tightly while he gently peppered more kisses along her neck and collar.

"Severus!" Francesca moaned as he bit softly on her collar.

Severus was excited by her words and gently moved his hands through her stomach. His big hands roamed across her stomach while he gently rubbed her hot skin.

Francesca moaned softly as his big palms roamed over her stomach. His skin felt hot over her cold skin. He gently cupped her chin and turned her head. Lifting himself he gently kissed her lopsided on her lips while his hands went lower.

Their lips met in a soft kiss while his hand went inside her panty. Finding her clit, he rubbed it.

Francesca moaned into the kiss. Severus took it as his sign, he slowly inserted his index finger into her lower snatch. He was amazed to feel her wet.

Severus pressed his erection to her back.

"I'd like to take you somewhere." He whispered against her neck. "And I need your help, Francesca," he said as his hand slid between their bodies and started to fondle her breasts.

"Where are we going?" Francesca asked amidst a soft moan as his hands went on to tweak her nipple.

"How about that state where your body aches, your pussy becomes sour from all the fingering and licking." He said wickedly near her ears while he groped her left tit.

He relished at the feel of her soft flesh under his fingers. The perky mammarian glands of her.

"You forget where you release in my mouth and all over my body." She stated breathlessly while his other hand traced circles on her back.

"You are too hot to not do that." Severus replied as he pulled her side. He slowly turned her and she was on his back now.

He kissed her shoulder, sliding a finger into her already moistening slit. "Something crazy. Dangerous. And all for me."

His hand moved from between them and moved up to cup her breast. She arched her back in response, letting out a soft moan. His thumb found her nipple and gently squeezed it. She shuddered again, her skin already glowing with desire.

"Look how wet you're for me." Severus whispered as he pinched her clit teasingly with a smirk.

Her response was to grip his shaft hard. Severus cock throbbed involuntarily as her warm hands wrapped around his shaft.

"You were saying something!" Francesca teased mischeviously as she took the towering muscle in her hand and gave it a slow sensual stroke.

"I was?" Severus asked amusedly as her thumb went to wipe the foreskin revealing the glistening tip. The precum helped her to easily slide her thumb across his angry cockhead.

"It aches my jaw to suck you off. You're too big and then you don't cum too soon. I mean that's great but we aren't fucking here." Francesca complained looking at him with a frown. She was honestly worn out after blowing him just one time. She didn't think that her jaw could take the ache longer. It hurt so bad and he didn't even cum in that time.

"Is that why you let me fuck your mouth?" Severus asked gently. He knew there was some truth in it. She was not enhanced like him. Moreover he was a bastard. His dong plus his stamina was too out of league for a good and pleasant oral sex. That too when he did it purposely.

"Yeah! It's better. Plus that makes me horny." Francesca admitted with a moan as his finger went inside her wet snatch.

"How about a 69 and then a titjob?" Severus asked to Francesca with a loopy smile. He flicked his finger up and scratched her inner walls. She felt so tight and hot around his finger.

Francesca bit her lip at his ministration.

"What's a 69 and titjob?" She asked after a moment when his finger stopped still. She was confused. She didn't know what he meant by 69 and a titjob?

Severus sighed and decided that perhaps he should show her.

"Umm. . . . You lay on top of me. We suck each other off in that. You play with little Severus. I play with you." Severus explained as he slowly withdrew himself from her.

Francesca nodded. She had never heard something along that line, but she was ready to try it. Besides from what he explained, it was going to be mutually pleasurable for both of them.

She got up and Severus gently put her in the position of 69 while he guided her with his words. It was awkward but he finally succeeded in it.

Her pussy was above his face while she was being greeted by his cock at her face. It was hot, yet sexy for both of them.

When he finally felt her slick tongue run along the length of his cock, he almost lost it. He threw his head back and groaned, his shaft swelling even further. In response, she grabbed the base of his dick and started sucking on it like she was trying to suck every drop of cum out of him. He let out a moan as her tongue teased his cockhead.

Knowing he should return the favour, he readied himself. He dipped into the clean snatch of her, running his tongue through the slit.

He flicked her clit, causing her to cry out a moan around his cockhead. He went back down and started kissing her entrance. After a few minutes of slow licking, he slipped his tongue into her. At first, she clenched around his tongue.

But as he continued to explore her depths with his tongue, she relaxed and let out a low moan. It was a sound that Severus had been waiting for, and it only spurred him on further. He flicked his tongue against her walls, feeling her writhe beneath him.

Francesca's hands were gripping the sheets tightly as she felt the pleasure mount within her. She took his cock deeper into her mouth. She knew that it wouldn't be long before she reached the edge. There was something with him, but he managed to make her cum within no time.

Severus was determined to prolong the experience. His tongue was relentless in its pursuit of every sensitive spot within her.

Francesca looked up at his cock. The pleasure from her nether region was too distracting. Her eyes seemed to go hazy with pleasure. It felt wild. She could feel his cock twitching in her mouth, and she knew he was getting aroused too.

She took him deeper into her throat, the sensation of him hitting the back of her throat only adding to her own arousal. She sucked him with passion, wanting to taste every drop of his cum.

Severus let out a low growl in her pussy, as he began to thrust softly into her mouth. He gripped the sheets tightly as he felt himself getting closer and closer to release.

Every moment felt like a torture to him now. He was getting closer. And this time he was not using occlumency to prolong himself.

They lay there together, panting and focusing on each other. Their mouths focused on each other.

Finally unable to take it any longer, Francesca cried out as an orgasm washed over her. Her body convulsed beneath Severus' touch, and he pulled away from her with a satisfied smirk on his face.

Seconds later with one last deep thrust, Severus came hard in Francesca's mouth with a groan.

She tried to swallow every drop eagerly. His cock throbbed as she tried savoring the taste of him on her tongue. However she failed when it became too much. She hastily removed his cock from her mouth. He was still jerking and spurting cum when she did that. His semen landed on her nose and eyes while she coughed from the copious amount of sperm already in her throat which activated her hag reflex.

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It was three in the night. The only sounds in the Dawn manor were that of Severus'. His footsteps echoes as he walked into the dimly lit chamber.

He approached the large portrait that hung on the wall. The portrait depicted a man with a long beard and a twisted smile on his face who was observing Severus.

The man was Herpo the Foul, the founder of the House of Dawn and the first known creator of a Horcrux.

"Ah, Severus Prince, the current Lord of House Dawn," the portrait mocked in a raspy voice. "What I did to be graced with your presence."

Severus bowed slightly. Maybe the man could warm-up to him then, the thought seemed futile though. His expression was still cold and indifferent.

"Greetings, Herpo - the foul. I'm here to pay my respects to the founder of my house." Severus greeted calmly.

The portrait snorted. "Respects? You don't deserve to be in my presence, let alone respect me. You are a disgrace to the House of Dawn, Severus Prince. You have betrayed what it stood for. You are not worthy to be the Lord of House Dawn."

Severus clenched his jaw, but did not lose his composure. What the fuck was that it even supposed to mean?

"I have done everything I could to elevate myself higher. I have done everything for the greater good of me. I don't care what you think of me, Herpo. You are nothing but an old portrait, a remnant of a bygone era." Severus replied coldly with a stern look at the portrait.

Herpo laughed mockingly. "You are deluded. You think you are somebody, but you are a fool. You have spurned the legacy of the House of Dawn, the legacy of power and glory. You have failed everyone, Severus Prince. You have failed your blood." He hissed angrily.

Severus glared at the portrait, his eyes flashed with anger now.

"What are you even spewing, you old fool! I have just received the Lordship. I don't even know what this house stands for. You don't even know anything about me. Yet, you have already decided that I am a disgrace." Severus proclaimed with a frown.

Herpo was silent as he hear that. He looked at Severus, his eyes gleamed with malice after a second.

"More powerful wizards than you have been the Lords of this House. They were far greater than you. They mastered the dark arts. They made the House of Dawn feared and respected. What have you done? You have betrayed your heritage. You have nothing to be proud of, Severus. You are a weakling, a coward." Herpo said with a sneer.

Severus lifted his hand. A flash of fire suddenly formed atop his hand. The fire danced and flickered forming shapes.

"I am by no means weak, Herpo. I think it's time you learnt that." Severus said coldly. The fire burned like an inferno suddenly. The fire engulfed his entire body but it didn't burnt him. The fire engulfed the room but nothing was burnt.

Herpo looked at him for a second. For a moment, he was silent. He immediately laughed scornfully. "You are deluding yourself. You think you are clever, but you are a fool. You could never surpass the magical mastery of me or even my lineage. You are nothing compared to the great wizards of the House of Dawn. But even then you're pathetic. You believe strength as magical strength. You have no understanding to be the Lord of this house." He proclaimed with a smirk.

"You're a confused boy. You don't have a hold of what you want. You're weak. You're pathetic. You allowed yourself to be manipulated. No son of House Dawn allows anyone to lord over him. You were a puppet, a tool, a pawn. You are nothing but a servant, a follower, a slave. You disgraced yourself and your house when you accepted anyone's order to marry someone. You accept a girl as your bride. You don't even have the courage to say no." Herpo continued.

Severus suddenly understood what he was referring to. He was referring to the whole meeting between Voldemort and the Blacks.

Herpo smirked at him, his eyes gleaming with contempt. "You were a fool to even think of getting help from the descendant of Lord Slytherin to defeat the Basilisk. My Basilisk is the most powerful creature in the world. It can kill with a single glance. It can crush bones with its fangs. It can tear flesh with its claws. It can destroy anything in its path. There is nothing you can do to stop it, Severus Prince. Nothing."

Severus raised his eyebrows. Surely Herpo the foul was joking.

"There is one thing I can do. One thing that can defeat your Basilisk. I have a rooster, Herpo, the foul. A rooster."

Herpo laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the chamber. "A rooster? A rooster? You think a rooster can defeat my Basilisk? You are more foolish than I thought. You don't know anything about my Basilisk. You don't know that I have charmed it against its weakness. You don't know that it can't be killed by the crowing of a rooster. You don't know that it can't be killed at all. Not until it lives. And it will live forever. Forever." He proclaimed proudly.

Severus finally asked, his voice weary and bitter. "Why do you hate me so much, Herpo? Why do you not want me as the new Lord of House Dawn?"

Herpo looked at him. His eyes were cold as he looked at him.

"You are not a true heir of my blood and magic. You are a mongrel. You don't have my gift. You have no ambition, no cunning, no ruthlessness. You have wasted your potential by snivelling with people. You have betrayed your destiny." He proclaimed angrily.

Severus replied stonily. His voice was firm and determined as he looked at him. "I'm more focused on my long term goals, Herpo. It doesn't matter what your words are. I am the man who made potions which removed the Vampires dependency on blood. In the same way, I am going to make potions for Werewolves. I will defy the norms, just like you did. But in my style. I'm going to do it my way. I'm going to be the new Lord of the House. There is nothing you can do other than complaining while being stuck in a wall."

Herpo smirked cockily. His eyes were gleaming with amusement as he looked at him.

"You are very confident, Severus Prince. Very confident indeed. But you are also very naive, Severus. Very naive indeed. You think you can achieve your goals without paying a price. You think you can defy the laws of magic without facing the consequences. You think you can be the Lord of the House without earning the respect. You are wrong, Severus. Very wrong indeed. You will see, Severus. You will see. I will be here, waiting and watching. Waiting and watching." Herpo commented as he looked at the young defiant boy.

Behind his facade, he couldn't help but smile. It was long time, since he finally saw someone with backbone in this hall. It was going to be a fun ride seeing him.

Severus finally sighed. He looked at the portrait wearily.

"It's a shame that I couldn't get your help, Herpo. You are the founder of the House of Dawn, after all. You are one of the most renowned wizards of all time You have the knowledge and the experience that I lack. You could have been a great help to me." Severus finally spoke up calmly.

At the portraits sneering look, he removed himself from the portrait chamber. His fading steps echoed in the room.

'If you become the Lord of the House of Dawn, Severus Prince. All my help will be there for you.' A soft voice muttered finally.