Sex
Severus, Avery, Lily, Lucius, others
Not explicit, 200 words
Third year, Avery drew Severus into the boys’ bathroom and charmed the door closed.
“What?” Severus asked. Avery stood awkwardly, his broad face red.
“I’ll do you if you do me,” Avery muttered.
Severus hesitated. The fairness of the offer appealed to him, as did its explicit terms. Besides, he didn’t hate Avery as he hated Wilkes. Just that morning, Avery had overslept, and Severus noticed a wet thumb by his mouth. The sight was not as pathetic as it should have been.
Nor was it now.
“Fine,” Severus said.
*
Severus did Avery again--gleefully. Then Rosier. Lestrange. Prewett. Black. Even Wilkes. Severus kept Wilkes waiting but treated him fairly when it was his turn. Severus was always fair; every favor was returned in kind, every slight remembered and repaid.
Lily disapproved, but what did Lily know about boys? Fooling around was fun, and he was tired of sitting alone at dinner. Avery and Black sat with him now.
When Severus arrived at Hogwarts, the teachers told him almost all the spells he knew were forbidden. Lucius said they were afraid of what they didn’t understand: wildness, power.
Sex was like Dark Magic, Severus realized. Irresistible. Momentarily uncontrollable. He loved it.
*
On DW:
1. Stammer 2. Stigma 3. Surly 4. Silence 5. Spell-bound 6. Spite 7. Stymied On LJ:
1. Stammer 2. Stigma 3. Surly 4. Silence 5. Spell-bound 6. Spite 7. Stymied *