"Because when you strutted into the Headmaster's office, you looked as if you had been fucked into another lifetime. And you still smell like it," Severus scowled, speaking particularly slowly into her ear.
"And I know you. You wouldn't dare engage in such a thing with Potter. Unless... it was the both of them?"
"Professor Snape!" Aurora gasped, looking up at him in shock. She could have burst out laughing.
"Don't Professor Snape me, you little slut. You expect to be treated like a grown up and then misplace your priorities like this? Missing out on an important meeting? For what, exactly?"
Aurora could not be less threatened right now because she knew quite well that Severus was not trying his best to be threatening. She looked right into his eyes and saw envy. Wait, what?
"Yeah, you know what? I was busy. I was busy with Draco Malfoy kneeling down over me and making me come over and over again, while Harry Potter sat in the next room and waited for me. Perhaps you're jealous of the both of them, considering both of them were closer to me when I orgasmed than you will ever be?" Her finger traced his jawline, her legs tightening around his one that was between hers. Severus's hand was still tightly holding her arm against the wall. "Someone is clearly incapable of letting sexy and powerful women in his life go off with other men. Perhaps if you made an effort to be less of an arsehole, you wouldn't have to stand to the side and watch it happen."
They both stared at each other. Neither of them expected to ever hear these words leave their mouths, not in front of one another.
"Right then. I've got to get back to the dorms, where Draco Malfoy is waiting to tie me to his bed and fuck me into the next year. May I?"
Severus let go of her arm but did not move. His eyes shut as she wiggled her away out of his reach and skipped to the Slytherin dorms, where she thanked the heavens for her comfortable bed, excited to fall asleep after such an exhausting day.
In the morning, Aurora and Harry went to visit Ron and Hermione, and helped them to their dorms to help them get their belongings, along with their own before the four of them went to Dumbledore's office.
"Good morning! Hello, Mister Weasley and Miss Granger, how are you feeling?" Dumbledore greeted them.
"I'm much better, thank you Professor Dumbledore," said Hermione.
"Alright, thank you," said Ron.
Dumbledore wasted no time in saying what needed to be said. "As you all know, Voldemort's return is now headlining news and the Ministry has come around to accepting this fact. I cannot predict what will happen from now until your return to Hogwarts, but I assume it will not get any better from here on out. Cornelius Fudge is set to resign in the coming days. Most of Voldemort's highest regarded Death Eaters now reside in Azkaban, though it will not be long until he calls upon new ones, and they are broken out."
"I do not ask of much over the summer, as you all will be in the safety of your homes," Dumbledore glanced at Harry, "But be aware of your surroundings. Stay safe and stay in contact with another."
"You may go now. Aurora, stay back for a moment."
The Golden Trio said their goodbyes to Dumbledore, Harry touched Aurora's hand before leaving. Aurora sat down on the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk.
"How is everything?" He asked, looking at her over his half-moon glasses.
"I assume you want me to talk about what happened at the Ministry," said Aurora.
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Invisible String
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