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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: odogoddess, kink: dream sex, kink: first time, kink: genderfuck, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/severus |
LMoM#23 by odogoddess - 'A kiss to build a dream on'
Title: (8 - 14 Feb 1976) 'A kiss to build a dream on'
Author: psyfic
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Severus/Lily
Kink(s): wanking, dream sex, genderfuck, first time
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 2,435
Author's note: If you are reading this for the first time, please go to the first entry and start reading there. Otherwise, this saga may not make any sense at all. Thanks!
8 Feb 1976
RJL here.
The guys are getting worse. They've always enjoyed a prank and taking the mickey but it's getting to where I can't ignore them as prefect and they think I'm spoiling their fun.
They sat me down last night and showed me a bit of parchment. It was covered with lines and I realised it was a map of the school.
'Where did you get this?'
'Courtesy of Padfoot and Wormtail, Moony my old friend,' J said. He tapped the map. 'This has been helping us, but it could be so much better... if you were to give us a hand.'
'What with? It looks fairly thorough.'
'Ah, but if we get caught with it, old Pringle would pilfer it, wouldn't he? We need to make it look like it's got nothing on it. That's where you come in, Moony. We're all pants at charms, well, except Padfoot and that's a different kind of charm altogether.'
They laughed and I thought about their request. It seemed harmless.
'I could probably do it so it activates to our voices or some such.'
'No, we thought if we had a catchy phrase we could speak it and tap the map and it would disappear. Maybe it could reappear with some other phrase?'
'Yes, and more. We want it to show where people are,' S said, pointing to the map. 'That's where James here, comes in. He's researching the right spell.'
'What people?' I asked.
'Everyone.' J said. 'Every last person in the castle, living or ghost or poltergeist, human or part-human. Once I'm through, it should show everyone, even if they're disguised or animagii.'
I was flabbergasted. 'That's an invasion of privacy!'
J & S looked at each other. 'Told you, Prongs.'
'You did, Padfoot.'
I was annoyed. 'What? I'm a prefect, you know. I can't bend the rules for you. It's bad enough I look away or ignore some things already. Professor McGonagall's gotten after me once already about being too lenient on infractions made by my own House. That's favouritism and it's wrong.'
'We don't care if you give us infractions, Moony,' J said.
'Yeah, we just care that you give Slytherin house more than us, because they're spoilt, evil, little sods,' said S.
'Right. Now you will help us, won't you Moony?'
'It wouldn't be a true Marauder's project without you.'
'Yes. Sirius and I did all the groundwork,' P said now. He'd been quiet to now. 'It took us ages to map everything, but that's done and that's the hard part.'
'All we're asking is what you do best, Remus. We know you've got your spiffing journal locked so only you can see it.'
I felt myself go cold.
'Yes, and that's what I mean. It would be an invasion of privacy for someone else to read that without my permission.'
'Is it an invasion of privacy for someone else to know you're in your room writing your journal, then?' J sighed. 'Look, it won't show what they're doing. Just where they are. It's not like we want to see Flitwick getting his leg over.'
P made a face, S groaned and covered his hand to his face. J just looked at me with a big smile, knowing I'd say yes. I had no choice, really. They're my friends, for good or ill.
Sometimes I hate having been chosen to be prefect.
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
I finally finished it. Took ages, as I didn't want Slughorn to get suspicious and I had to hide it behind two other projects. Once it cooled, I had maybe a thimble-full, but it should be enough.
You only need a few drops of Felix Felicis, after all.
I'm going to have a few drops and then I'm going to do it.
It has to be today.
I just hope it's not too late.
This is bloody flaysome.
RJL here.
S & SS have detention for a week. They both got docked twenty points, as well, for fighting in the library. Mme Pince didn't want to let either back until they finish detention, either, but Prof F said that would make it impossible for them to study and they should not fall behind on their studies because of detention.
S could care less, but I honestly thought SS was going to cry.
I don't know exactly what happened, although I had gone there to return one of my books.
Lily had been in there, studying, and she looked up as I went by and smiled at me.
I smiled back and remembered I had wanted to ask to borrow her notes from our last Charms class, as P had spilt pumpkin juice on my own.
'Lily. I'm glad you're here. I need to ask--'
I had just barely said this when suddenly SS was standing in front of me. He looked angry, but he was also pale and trembling a bit.
I could smell it on him -- he was afraid.
Of what?
'Lupin.'
'Yes, Severus? I was just talking to Lily.'
His eyes narrowed and he suddenly asked, 'About what?'
His tone startled me and I was about to answer him when S stepped in, poking SS in the back and making him spin about and pull his wand.
'I don't believe that's any of your business, Snivellus. We have every right to talk to one of our Housemates. You on the other hand, have every right to go jump off the Astronomy Tower. Just have a care not to make too much of a greasy mess on the grounds below.'
SS's hand twitched on the wand and he looked to me, then over at Lily. He was furious, but underneath it, I was surprised to smell fear and longing and need... and self-loathing.
'I can talk to whomever I please, Black.'
'Why don't you go talk to your slimy friends in Slytherin then? Oh, wait, I forgot. You don't have any friends, do you, Snivellus Snake?' S stood straighter. He was taller than all of us, including SS. 'Not surprising with your ugly face and greasy hair. Don't you ever bathe?'
'Sirius!'
Lily was upset now, but SS took advantage of S turning to her to cast his spell. I didn't hear it, he cast under his breath, but suddenly S was covered with oozing sores. Lily screamed. Mme Pince shouted. S started screaming in pain.
SS looked... confused. He stared at S, then at Lily who was begging someone to go for Mme Pomfrey, and lastly, at me.
His look of confusion turned into a frown, then a hard stare. I could smell frustration now, and pain. A lot of it. And fear.
Then Mme Pomfrey came rushing in with Professor Flitwick and SS was disarmed, S stopped screaming, and Lily came to stand by me and clutch at my arm. She was also afraid, but she was watching as Mme P gave S some potion before levitating him out of the Library.
I watched as Prof F prodded SS out at wand-point to follow them. The Prof looked over at me briefly, then seemed relieved.
'Fetch the Headmaster, would you Mr Lupin? Tell him there's a situation in the Infirmary he needs to attend to.'
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
I don't know what happened. I was sure the potion was fine, but everything went tits up.
Did I make it wrong? I've only made two potions wrong my entire time here and both were in first year and involved one of that useless bunch adding illicit ingredients to my cauldron.
If I didn't make it wrong... what does it mean?
It's all a bloody mess and it's all my fault.
I dropped our house standing from first place to second. At this time of year that's rather serious.
Even Reg isn't too happy with me right now.
For all that Felix Felicis is purportedly luck in liquid form, this has been my unluckiest day so far.
And even that would be all right if I had been able to ask Lils out for Valentine's Day.
Even if she'd said no, at least I'd have had the chance of seeing her, of her knowing I care.
Every time I try to say anything to her we're either interrupted or my stupid tongue refuses to work right.
I'm bloody dead if even Felix Felicis doesn't work for me.
14 Feb 1976
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
I might delete this. I feel I shouldn't write about it, but it won't leave me alone.
I dreamt of Lily last night.
My hands were in her hair, stroking back the copper strands and smelling its summery fragrance as she tilted her head back and it cascaded down her bare back.
She was everything, and she was beautiful, and she was on top of me and I was naked before her, and there was no one else.
We moved together and it was a dance. It was a dance neither of us had ever done before -- I'd never done it with a girl and I know Lils has never done it at all.
I felt so free, so hard and so tender I wanted to cry like a child, but all I could do was hold her as I shook myself to pieces, gushing inside her, coming until I had nothing left to give.
Even then I still wanted, still hungered, still craved. Being inside her was horrible and wonderful and wretched and beautiful and when I woke up, soaked in tears and sweat and seed, I knew. I knew it was a dream.
I knew it will only ever be a dream.
I knew the Felix Felicis had worked.
Then I woke up again and knew it wasn't a dream, but a nightmare.
RJL here.
Woke up stiff as a stick, like normal except it was twitching and when it's like that, it won't go away until I wank.
Full moon in two nights.
Which means I'll be doing this a LOT. Hell.
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
Maybe that batch was delayed somehow?
I left the common room and headed for Pringle's office for detention.
There was a sign on the door saying Pringle was running errands and I should go to the library for a study period.
When I got there, it was quiet, only a few students in the stacks and Lils. She was alone at a table, writing.
I sat near her and she looked up, then smiled at me.
My stomach clenched up, but I managed to nod.
She kept working, whilst I got a paper out to write some notes for an essay on Herbology I had to complete. It was perfect, just her and I in the room filled with peace and quiet. It reminded me of those long summer days when we were lucky enough to ditch her mouthy sister and just be ourselves.
We worked like that for a long time until she finished her paper and began to sort out her book bag, putting her things away as she got ready to leave.
I tried not to look up. I didn't want her to see how disappointed I felt. I was just glad she was still talking to me after what had happened.
'I've been meaning to ask, Sev.'
I looked over now, surprised, and she gave me that half-smile she does when she's not certain of something.
'What?'
'I've just been wondering what you had wanted to talk to me about last week before you got into trouble.'
'Oh.' I couldn't help it. My face heated like a kettle on the hob.
'Sev?' She sat up now and stared at me. 'What is it?'
For once, my stupid tongue worked as it ought.
'Nothing, just... I was going to ask you out today. I mean, for today. For Valentine's. If you didn't already have plans, of course, but... I know it's too late now, so never mind.'
She looked at me for a long time and then she shook her head and smiled.
'Oh, Sev.'
Then she bent and kissed me.
On the lips.
Not for long, just a bit of a kiss.
Then she left me all a muddle.
What did she mean? Why did she look like she was sorry for me?
I had to wait to leave, as I can't walk when I'm that hard.
I made it to the loo, but I didn't get my buttons all undone before I was twitching and soaking my kegs.
It barely took the edge off, too.
I'm having a bit of wank in the dorm.
I've got Muffliato up and my curtains are warded and if anyone bothers me, even the Headmaster, I'll hex them first and ask questions afterwards.
RJL here.
I don't think they saw me.
I went to the Library to work on my Charms paper and when I saw SS and Lily sitting side by side, I snuck past behind them and went to the stacks where I could watch what they did.
Nothing much, at first.
Then Lily got up to leave and asked him something.
SS blushed. I could practically feel the heat of it where I stood.
Then Lily seemed to take pity on him and kissed him! Well, not a kiss kiss, just a quick peck on the lips.
SS looked pole-axed.
Then he left and I could smell his need.
When I went in the loo where he'd been I could smell his hunger.
It made me horny as a hare, not that it takes much at this time of month, but I haven't stopped wanking since.
I only stopped to have a nap and even then I dreamt about him.
I dreamt SS was holding me and stroking my hair. He was inside me, and we were moving together.
It felt so nice. I haven't felt him like that in so long.
We were moving together and he started to spunk inside me and I reached down to touch myself and realised I wasn't a boy. I was a girl.
I looked down at him and he smiled at me, a beautiful, heart-wrenching smile.
'Lily,' he said as he slid his hand down to touch me and I exploded from the joy of his touch.
And I woke up spunking myself.
Unfortunately, P was there and he gave me the mickey for it.
'You wanker,' he said. 'Must have been a nice dream. Who was she?'
I almost told him she was me, but instead I told him to 'sod off' and went to have a bath.
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