#what on earth is going on in the house of commons

[sansaorgana]

— SOMEPLACE BETTER (III)

PART ONE || PART TWO

PAIRING — Sauron x fem!human(?)!Reader

SUMMARY — Lady Galadriel keeps convincing Halbrand and his wife to change their minds and go back to Middle-earth but Sauron is starting to realise that this new life might be his chance to start all over and redeem himself.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — As I warned, in this part Sauron is very ooc but I'm a sucker for happy endings... I couldn't picture it any other way with a mortal Reader tbh... 🤷🏻‍♀️ Although, whether she is really a human or not – I let you decide and interpret it whatever way you wish! 😉💝 The song The Reader sings in this part is called Lonesome Road and I know it from Joan Baez but I changed the lyrics a little so they could fit the fantasy world better.

WORD COUNT — 4,570

ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE.

SOMEPLACE BETTER (III)

Even though he thought Halbrand's wife had given up on him already, it seemed to be quite otherwise. The guards came to Sauron in the early morning to tell him that he was free to go under a condition to never start any fight on the streets of Númenor ever again. Next time, the Queen Regent would not be so merciful. And now, she would even give him a chance to prove his worth and earn the guild crest.

Apparently, (Y/N) had spent nearly the whole night begging and pleading after getting an audience.

Free to go anywhere he wanted to, he simply decided to walk back to his new home and wait there for Lady Galadriel to show up with the next idea or opportunity.

It was not going according to his plan – (Y/N) had made sure of it. But it was still going well enough and that was what mattered the most.

As he was approaching the house, he heard a familiar voice singing a song as the sound travelled through the open windows and out into the streets. The voice perhaps was not the most talented but it was not awful either and he found it oddly soothing to listen to.

Slowly and quietly, Sauron walked inside the house and leaned on the wall with crossed arms as he watched (Y/N) with a smirk. She had her back turned on him and had no idea he was there as she busied herself with brushing her hair in front of a small mirror and preparing to go to her new work.

And while doing so, she was singing. Sauron listened with curiosity because he had missed many new songs in the time when he had been regaining his strength to go back to the world of living.

And he had never been familiar with the songs of common people anyway.

“They say all good friends must part sometime. Why not you and I, my Lord? Why not you and I?” (Y/N) sang softly. “Oh, I wish to the gods that I'd never been born or died when I was a baby, my Lord… Or died when I was a baby,” she added and Sauron swallowed a lump in his throat.

He had no idea he would be able to see himself in a song written by commoners and yet, he sometimes wondered himself why the Valar had created him. And he often wished they had not. It would save him pain and suffering that he was not able to speak of.

“Oh, I wish to the gods that I'd never seen your face, heard your lyin' tongue, my Lord… Heard your lyin' tongue,” (Y/N) kept going with the song as she put some rouge upon her cheeks. “You better look up and down that long, lonesome road where all of your friends have gone, my Lord, and you and I must go…” she continued humming and then she jumped up at the sight of him standing behind her with crossed arms. “Oi, Hal, I haven't seen ye. Forgive me, I know ye don't like it when I sing,” she got nervous in an instant.

“I don't?” Sauron raised an eyebrow, surprised.

“Ye always say it's givin' ye headaches,” (Y/N) rolled her eyes with a sigh. “Anyhow, I'm off to work now,” she informed him with a sweet smile and approached him to place a kiss upon his cheek.

He let her but when she wanted to move away, he grabbed her wrists to keep her in place and she raised an eyebrow at him.

“What have you done to free me, love?” He asked in a whisper.

“I begged and pleaded for ye, Hal,” she answered. “Told the good Queen ye're naught but a man who wants to work, with a pride that's hurt. I promised ye wouldn't get in trouble again. An' ye better not.” (Y/N)'s eyes filled with pain as if she knew already he would break the promise.

Because Halbrand most likely had broken such promises many times before and Sauron had planned that, too. But now, looking deep into her eyes, he suddenly wanted to change his mind. He did not want to be like Halbrand – he wanted to be a better version of him.

“I don't deserve you,” he admitted and caressed her cheek gently.

“Start, then,” she challenged him with a cracked smile and patted his chest before going out of the house.

And even though Sauron was tempted to stay inside and wait for Lady Galadriel to show up, he walked out as well and went to the forge nearby where he was supposed to start his own training to be able to earn the guild crest.

Humiliating it was and very humbling for the disciple of Aulë to be reduced to the role of a common smith's errand boy.

When Sauron was coming back from work, it was getting dark already. He was walking slowly down the steps and whistling the very same song he had heard earlier that day – the one Halbrand's wife had been singing.

In his hands he was carrying a few coins he had earned on that day and he was playing with them by tossing them in the air and catching them swiftly right after. As he approached the harbour, he spotted (Y/N) standing by one of the wooden tables and selling the goods to the people standing in the queue.

He wondered why she was left alone by the stand but assumed the woman working with her was having a break. And the closer to the market he was getting, the more he could see how stressed Halbrand's wife seemed to be.

“You useless woman, you can't even count properly, can you?!” Sauron heard some man's harsh words due to the fact his hearing was much better than if he was truly human.

“I-I'm sorry, I'm still learnin'. How much do I owe ye, then?” (Y/N) was trying to sound nice.

“You're good for nothing, stupid wench,” the man spat out. “Where is Bellona?”

“She had to leave earlier today. Please, it is no big deal. Let me just give you back the money and–”

“You should go back to Middle-earth where low women like you belong,” the man interrupted her.

Sauron didn't think much in that moment as the primal instincts took over him. He hid his coins away and hurried to (Y/N)'s stand as he grabbed the rude man by his tunic and turned him around.

“Are you bothering my wife?” He asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Hal!” (Y/N) squealed, looking nervously at the guards that were already coming their way after sensing trouble. “Let go of him, I beg ye! Ye promised me ye wouldn't–”

“Oh, but it's different, is it not? This man deserves it,” Sauron hissed out and when he was sure that (Y/N) kept glancing at the guards, he allowed his eyes to transform into two snake-like orbs that visibly terrified the rude man.

Sauron let go of his tunic the moment he heard the guards standing behind him and the man hurried away as quickly as possible.

“It's nothin', it's nothin'!” (Y/N) exclaimed at the guards. “I'm closin' for the day! Please, let us go.”

The men looked at each other but since the other man had run away and did not file any complaint, they just shrugged their arms and walked away alongside the rest of the people waiting in the queue.

“Ye promised!” (Y/N) gave Sauron a very scolding look as she busied herself with tidying up the stand and collecting the money.

“If you think I am going to let some bastard treat you this way, love, then you are mistaken. If I must rot in that cell for a lifetime, then I shall,” Sauron shrugged his arms and Halbrand's wife looked at him as if he had just said something crazy.

“Since when are ye so gifted with words, Hal?” She chuckled and shook her head. “Anyhow, in that cell, ye won't be 'round to protect me. Foolish, it'd be, but ye've never been the brightest, have ye?” she pointed out and Sauron gritted his teeth with an eye roll.

She kept blabbering to him about her day while they walked back to their house and even though it was a short road, it felt like forever due to her talking. However, Sauron was very surprised at the sight of Lady Galadriel sitting by the table when they entered the house.

He had been waiting for her to come and now he was shocked, nearly startled. As if he had forgotten already about his scheme.

“Oi!” (Y/N) put her hands on her hips. “Is it not illegal to sneak up on folk like that inside their own homes, Elf?!” She asked. “When'll ye leave us be, huh?”

“The Queen Regent agreed to gather the army. They will seek for the volunteers,” Galadriel announced. “People of Númenor might not need you, Halbrand, but when we arrive in The Southlands, a strong leader will be needed. Someone to unite and show the way.”

“Someone to lie, ye say,” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and finally closed the door behind her. “But go on, Elf, keep talkin'. I'm sure my husband'll agree sooner or later. Vain as he is, always has been,” she sighed as if she was defeated.

Sauron felt an odd tug inside his heart at those words. Even though going with Galadriel to Middle-earth and continuing his plan while leaving annoying (Y/N) behind would be an ideal outcome… He felt challenged now to refuse Galadriel just to show (Y/N) that he could do better than that.

“I have already told the Queen Regent who you most likely are,” Galadriel insisted, ignoring Halbrand's wife and looking deep into his eyes.

“You must be desperate,” he pointed out with a smirk and watched his angry wife unpacking the groceries from her wicker basket on the kitchen counter.

“Of course I am. And you should be, too. It is about your home. Why do you give up on it so easily?” Galadriel wondered out loud.

“It gave up on us long before we ever gave up on it,” (Y/N) turned around to answer her.

“This land was your place in Middle-earth. It was giving you vegetables to eat, grass to feed your animals with, clean water from the rivers…” Lady Galadriel pointed out.

“And what do ye know about it, grand Elf?” (Y/N) rolled her eyes at that. “It ain't easy work growin' yer vegetables an' keepin' yer animals alive. One bad winter's all it takes to take away yer loved ones, yer cows, horses, an' chickens. I've no love for that land,” she stated, harshly.

“You can change the fate of people who suffer like you have suffered…” Galadriel's voice softened. “As their Queen,” she tempted and Sauron raised an eyebrow, surprised to see how dirty she could play.

Nearly as dirty as him.

“Me? A Queen?” (Y/N) laughed at that. “I can't even read!” She only said and turned around again to deal with the groceries.

“Halbrand, please. They need you,” Galadriel stood up and put her hand on his shoulder before lowering her voice. “I need you,” she added and looked down before leaving the house quietly.

Long silence occurred between Sauron and Halbrand's wife.

“Go with her,” (Y/N) muttered.

“What?” Sauron looked at her, surprised. She turned around to lay her wet eyes on him.

“I know ye want to. Just go, claim the title that's not yours, go on. But don't be stupid enough to think she'd ever want ye the way ye want her. Please, husband, don't embarrass yerself by thinkin' she'd want a filthy, ragged commoner,” (Y/N) whispered but in her voice there was no malice – it was pure worry and concern. Love.

“I'm not that stupid,” Sauron approached her with hesitance and put his hands on her arms to comfort her. “I know you're the only woman who is crazy enough to love me.”

“But is that enough to make ye stay?” She asked and her lower lip trembled.

He did not answer but he pulled her close to his chest to wrap his arms around her and kiss the top of her head.

Sauron was laying awake all night long as usual, caressing the back of Halbrand's wife and staring at the ceiling. He knew they would gather the volunteers on the next day and he still was not sure what to do.

The path he had chosen for himself was not so certain anymore. He truly did not mind the life he had here in Númenor and even (Y/N)'s presence was becoming less and less annoying to him. In fact – even though she had no idea who he truly was – it felt oddly nice to be loved and taken care of. As simple as that.

He extended his hand to the nightstand and brushed the pendant laying there with his fingertips as he remembered the very first conversation he had had with the heraldry's original owner – Diarmid.

“A sure path may crumble, but there's always another. Often, it can lead us someplace better. Someplace good. They say there's a place across the sea, a man can escape himself. Find another path. Perhaps another life.”

What if it was a second chance for him? Not for Sauron, but for the real him – Mairon…? What if it was his chance to get redeemed? To be at peace finally as if all the suffering Morgoth had put him through had never taken place?

(Y/N) shifted slightly in his arms and he looked down at her face that was now lit up by the first rays of the rising sun getting through the window. At that moment, that common and simple woman looked like the most beautiful creature in the whole world to him. And she certainly felt like peace.

“Is it time to wake up now, love?” She mumbled out, sleepily.

“No, love, not yet. I will tell you when,” he assured her.

“Good,” she smiled and nuzzled her face deeper into him.

“(Y/N)?” Sauron swallowed a lump in his throat as he fidgeted with the pendant between his fingers.

“Hm?”

“What if I told you I was not your husband?” He tried to make it sound light-hearted as if he was jesting. “That I'm a spirit that took over his body at that time when he was away while the village was being attacked?” He looked down at her, nervously.

“Ye're crazy, Hal,” she chuckled and opened her eyes lazily. Then, she tilted her head and reached her hand up to caress his hair. “But, mayhaps, I'd believe that, ye know? 'Cause ye've changed a lot since then,” she admitted and hesitated for a moment as she bit on her lower lip. “It doesn't matter, love. I love ye the way ye are now – more than I've ever loved ye, even though I didn't think it was possible,” she confessed and Sauron felt his heart swelling inside his chest as he leaned down to join their lips together in a loving kiss.

As he watched the ships sail away on that day, Sauron couldn't believe that he was simply letting them go. He saw Lady Galadriel standing in her shining armour, holding her sword. She was still glancing at him as if she expected him to jump into the waters and join them no matter what.

He wondered why she was so drawn to him, even after (Y/N)'s big mouth had made it clear that he was not any forgotten king. Could Galadriel feel who he was, deep inside?

But who was he? He was not sure anymore.

So, he looked away and went back on the road that would lead him to the forge where he worked these days. He was told he would get his guild crest very soon because they were in awe of his extraordinary talents.

Not only talent was his quality, though. It was also how much he was able to work at once and without breaks. At least it had been this way until recently.

It was the first time ever when he felt… tired. In the simplest and most common way, he felt exhausted and his stomach seemed to demand to have a meal. He nearly fainted at the end of his shift and when he dragged his feet back home, he was yawning. Surely, it would worry him under any other circumstances but now he was simply too tired to overthink what could have caused it. Was it some sort of a curse put on him by angry Lady Galadriel?

“Halbrand!” (Y/N)'s worried tone brought him back to reality when he entered the house.

She hurried to him and cupped his cheeks with widened eyes.

“Love, ye're so pale, an' the bags under yer eyes… What happened?!”

“Nothing happened,” Sauron shrugged his arms. “I'm just tired, that's it. I nearly fainted,” he admitted and sat down on the chair, sighing out of relief to finally be able to rest a little.

“Well, that's no wonder! Ye've been eatin' half meals for weeks now!” Halbrand's wife pointed out in a scolding manner. “We're not starvin' anymore, Hal, ye don't have to keep givin' me yer portions!” She exclaimed and approached the stove to pour him a bowl full of soup. “Here, eat,” she ordered as she placed it in front of him.

And, for some reason, Sauron ate all of it in a blink of an eye. He even asked for one more portion as Halbrand's wife gave it to him gladly but not without more of her whining about him being irresponsible. Then he asked for another and after three bowls of her soup, he finally felt better.

His stomach was no longer hurting at least, but he was still sleepy.

“Go, take some rest, love,” (Y/N) shook her head. “Ye don't sleep enough, don't eat enough. At least ye're not drinkin' and gamblin' anymore, but ye can't go on like this. Do ye want to die before forty, Hal? I ain't lettin' that happen!” She continued with her usual whining and he rolled his eyes.

“How can I rest when you keep your mouth open?!” Sauron asked and she huffed but she went silent and left him alone in the bedroom as she went back to the kitchen to clean the bowl after his soup.

It was the very first time when Sauron fell asleep not out of boredom or the need of dissociation but out of exhaustion.

And when he opened his eyes again, it was the next morning already and (Y/N) was shaking him to wake him up.

“Halbrand! Ye're gonna be late for work!” She exclaimed.

“But… I'm still tired…” He mumbled out, not understanding what was happening to him.

“Like all of us working folk each mornin'!” (Y/N) laughed. “Come on, I'm not lettin' ye out without breakfast, go to the kitchen,” she hurried him and he rubbed his eyes before nodding at her.

Sauron began to suspect that he was turning into a human for some time now but it took an unusual revelation to convince him that it was truly happening indeed.

(Y/N) was grinning widely on that day when he came back home and she welcomed him by throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him all over his face as he tried to give back some of the kisses. When she finally stopped, she fixed his brand new guild crest and batted her eyelashes while looking up to stare into his eyes.

“What is it?” He asked.

“I think I'm expectin', Hal,” she told him, excitedly. “I wasn't sure but my friends at work said those are the very symptoms!” She added happily and he froze as he blinked slowly a few times, trying to process the new information.

“That is… Impossible,” he furrowed his brows.

“I used to think so, too. Married for so long with no babe of our own but I was wishin' and hopin' and here we are!” She clapped her hands like an excited child. “Perhaps it was that damned Middle-earth not being good for us, Hal, but here we can!”

Sauron took a deep breath in. She didn't understand – it was not about being fertile or not. It was about the fact he was a Maia and there was no possibility of him putting a baby in her without doing it with his own free will.

Unless…

“You're not sleeping around, are you?” He asked before he could think about the rubbish leaving his mouth.

(Y/N) froze at his words and her smile turned into a frown. She approached him at this very moment and slapped his face. Hard. He could feel it like any mortal would now and he admitted it truly hurt.

“How dare ye, Halbrand?! Ye wretched bastard! Even if ye meant to jest, that was uncalled for!” She raised her voice as he rubbed his cheek and winced out of pain.

“I'm sorry, love, I haven't thought before speaking. I just can't believe it…” He tried to excuse himself. “Please, forgive me.”

Her face didn't look so angry anymore but she didn't say anything and turned around without a word to walk away.

In fact, she didn't say a word to him for the rest of the day and only at night when she was deep asleep, he dared to touch her abdomen slightly with his hand.

He wasn't able to feel any presence there but these days he couldn't feel anything, to be honest. He couldn't hear nor see as much either. He was losing his abilities as time was passing.

Sauron kept his hand there, on the belly of Halbrand's wife, and he sighed. It was happening, whether he liked it or not. And he was not even sure anymore if he wanted it or not.

As he got lost in the train of thought, he realised that he had been caressing (Y/N) abdomen all that time without thinking. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled gently at him.

“Hal, ye son of a bitch,” she shook her head and giggled as she took his hand carefully and brought it to her lips to place a few small and sweet kisses upon his knuckles. “I swear, ye're gonna be the death of me.”

“And you are going to be the death of me,” he chuckled and leaned in to peck her lips.

She was going to be. Literally.

This body would start growing old normally now and, eventually, he would pass away like every mortal. But maybe he would do that laying in a bed, holding her hand and surrounded by their children.

When they broke the kiss, (Y/N) smiled widely and caressed her husband's cheeks lovingly. She looked ethereal at that moment and a crazy thought appeared inside of his head.

“Tell me, love,” he started and she raised an eyebrow at him, “are you a spirit sent to me from Valinor to lead me back on the right path? Have I passed the test?” He dared to ask and he could swear, there was a small sparkle lighting up her eyes for a short while. But then, she only laughed.

“Go back to sleep, ye madman,” she patted his chest lightly and turned around while laughing softly.

He kept staring at her for some time more, then he went back to looking at the ceiling. And, eventually, he turned around as well to wrap his arm around the waist of Halbrand's wife.

His wife.

Halbrand was coming back from work slowly while playing with the little horse forged out of iron in his hand as he hummed a song. The sun was setting slowly on the horizon when he approached the harbour where (Y/N) was slowly tidying up her stand on the market.

Her own one, that she had earned finally and was so proud of it as she was working for herself now and was able to bring more money home.

He watched her tidy up with a loving smile and their son was helping her while talking to her excitedly about something – his mouth would never close just like his mother's.

“Daddy!” He spotted him finally and ran up to him as (Y/N) chuckled.

“Hey, little man,” Halbrand crouched down to give his son a hug. “How was your day?”

“It was good!” The boy nodded. “I helped mummy a bit. And yours, daddy?”

“I made this for you,” Halbrand handed him the little horse and the boys' eyes sparkled at the sight.

“So pretty! Thank you, daddy!” He wrapped his little arms around Halbrand's neck to give him another hug and Halbrand patted his back.

“And for me?! For me?!” He felt something tugging at his tunic and he laughed at the sight of his excited daughter. He gave her a hug, too and caressed her ruffled hair as she gave him a toothless smile.

“I have something for you, too, Princess,” Halbrand assured her and took another item out of his pocket – a seashell made out of iron.

He had made sure it was crafted with the best precision and with all the tiny details, therefore it looked nearly like a real seashell. Only it was silver, which made it even better in his little girl's eyes.

“Thank you, daddy!” She giggled as she squinted her eyes at the shell and kept examining it under every possible angle.

“You spoil 'em way too much!” (Y/N) stood above him and he stood up to greet her with a short peck on the cheek.

“Somebody has to,” Halbrand answered playfully and his wife shot him a glance, which made his son giggle.

“Stop sayin' nonsense and let's go back home,” she shook her head and walked away slowly.

He watched his children follow her happily and he did, too, but much slower as he stared at the sun setting on the horizon. The sky looked like a canva full of pink and orange hues and he took a deep breath in at the beauty of it.

It was nearly as peaceful and beautiful as back in the day in Valinor. Mortals perhaps were not welcome there but, apparently, they could also experience wonders as marvellous.

And perhaps this whole life was built on a lie because he couldn't imagine telling (Y/N) the truth about who he truly was and that her real husband had been dead for years. That he had died because of gambling and drinking after leaving her alone when she was being attacked by the Orcs. There was no point in telling her even if she would somehow believe him. It would only bring her useless pain and he knew very well that her actual husband would most likely never do all these things he had done to make her happy. He would not love her right like he could.

“Ye comin', Hal?” His wife's voice brought him back to reality.

Halbrand nodded at her and joined her side to take his daughter by her little hand.

After all, it was not the sunset but her and her brother that were the real wonders. And it was not Númenor that he called home but it was them – they were his better place.

MASTERLIST

[rogueslytherinprincess]

Mattheo x Y/N x Theo

Summary: Y/N (AFAB) is happily in a relationship with Mattheo and Theo but what happens when Cormac McLaggen won't leave her alone? Can they save her in time?

word count: 5209

Warning: Smut, Sexual assault, attempted rape, swearing, drinking. Oral (F and M receiving), Unprotected sex

A/N: Now what in the hell got into me that I decided to write this after years of not writing? Not proof-read! I literally wrote this in less than an hour. I think my spirit guides are telling me something.

The party music boomed through the Slytherin common room.

Y/N leaned against the wall, cradling a cup of fire whiskey, as she chatted quietly with Pansy.

"...so then Flitwick pairs me up with Finnigan. Well, that idiot has to try and show off doesn't he?" Y/N took another sip of her drink. " The next thing I know, he's blown up the cup and I'm covered in soot and vinegar. It took me three showers to get the smell out of my hair."

Pansy threw her head back laughing, " That's why you took so long? All this time I thought your boys had cornered you in the showers again."

"I wish." Y/N peered around the busy room filled with dancing bodies. "I wonder what’s taking them so long?."

"McGonagall kept Blaise and Draco back after their lesson so they couldn't get snacks from the kitchen," Pansy explained. "They're trying to sneak in now and get some."

“Well I hope they hurry back,” Y/N pouted “I could use some hugs after this shitty day.”

“Looks like your day's about to get shitter.” Pansy nodded over the top of her cup towards the dance floor. 

Y/N's eyebrows furrowed as she tried to see what her best friend was gesturing at. A groan escaped her lips as Cormac McLaggen pushed his way through the crowd towards her. The boy had been pestering her all year despite her constant rejections.

“For Merlin's sake,” Y/N turned her back to the Gryffindor, hoping he wouldn't spot her. 

“I thought you told him you were seeing Mattheo and Theo?”

“I did!” Y/N carded her hand through her hair, frustrated. “He's so thick his mind can't comprehend I'm with them both.” 

“Y/N!” Cormac slurred, stumbling into Pansy and pushing her aside. 

“Hey!” Pansy glared at the drunk boy, coming to stand behind Y/N, determined not to leave her alone with the creep.

Y/N gave him a tight smile. “Cormac.” 

“So when are we going to go on that date?” Cormac's eyes leered up and down Y/N's body, settling on her breasts. 

Y/N pulled up the neckline of her emerald green bodycon dress, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “ We're not. Remember I'm in a relationship.” 

Cormac scoffed, taking a swig from his glass. “Opening your legs for half the guys in your house is not a relationship.” 

Y/N mouth dropped open.

Sure, Cormac had put Y/N into more than a few uncomfortable conversations, but he had never insulted her like this. 

“Pardon?’ Y/N clutched her glass tighter. 

“Too far McLaggen.” Pansy gritted through clenched teeth. 

“What? All I'm saying is that I can keep you well satisfied that you wouldn’t need to sleep around,” Cormac wiggled his eyebrow at Y/N suggestively. 

A shiver rolled down her spine in disgust as anger overtook her. “I wouldn't date you if you were the last man on earth, McLaggen! You're a creep who needs a reality check. No self-respecting woman would go near you!” 

Pansy let out a snort in agreement. 

Cormac’s face flushed with anger. Lunging forward he gripped Y/N's upper arm, hard. “Self-respect? What does a whore like you know about self-respect?” 

Pansy pulled out her wand and aimed it at McLaggen’s chest. “If you know what is good for you, you’ll get your hands off her!” 

Pansy never got to make good on her threat before Cormac was thrown up against the wall, next to Y/N. 

“Now what do we have here?” Mattheo gripped Cormac by his shirt collar. 

Theo walked around Mattheo, his eyes zoning on the reddened handprint that adorned Y/N’s skin. He pulled the blond's head up by his hair, smacking the back of his head against the wall. “Looks like a prat who doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself.” 

Mattheo pulled Cormac closer, fury swimming in his eyes. “Funny. Me and Theo seem to have that problem as well.” 

That was all the warning Cormac got before Mattheo punched him hard in the stomach. 

McLaggen clutched his stomach as he fell to the floor. Theo took the opportunity to kick the boy in his side, making Cormac groan in pain.  

Mattheo laughed, pulling Cormac up by his collar and landing another punch to his face. A few minutes passed with the two boys taking turns hitting him till Draco, Enzo, and Blaise pulled them away not wanting their friends to commit murder, at least not in front of so many witnesses. 

A couple of Cormac’s friends made their way through the crowd, throwing dirty looks at the Slytherins as they helped their injured friend up. 

Cormac spat blood on the floor. “Fucking pricks. You’ll pay for this.” 

Mattheo tried to break from Enzo’s hold. “Yeah? Let’s go again then.” 

Theo also struggled in Draco’s grip.

Y/N stepped forward, placing a calming hand on each boy’s chest. “Matty, Teddy, stop. He isn’t worth it.” 

“You’re the one who isn’t worth it. Deatheater slut.” Cormac sneered as he walked backwards towards the Slytherin entrance. 

The insult had all five Slytherin boys rushing forward but Cormac and his mates were already running out. 

“Guys!” Y/N pulled Mattheo’s hand and held Theo’s arm. “Leave it.” 

“Fucking cunt! He’s dead when I see him next.” Mattheo ran his hand through his hair. 

“Look, just forget about him.” Y/N wrapped her arm around Mattheo. She pulled Theo closer, getting on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Have a drink and let’s just forget this happened.” 

Theo looked down into Y/N's big doe eyes and nodded, pecking her on the lips. Y/N smiled and turned to kiss Mattheo on the lips, too

*** 

The party ended and Y/N took Theo and Mattheo into her room. Pansy was spending the night with Blaise so the three were free to do as they wished. 

Mattheo kissed Y/N deeply as Theo worked the zip off her dress, letting it pool to the floor. 

“So beautiful,” He said, licking and biting her neck. Y/N moaned softly giving him more access. Mattheo took advantage of her moan and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Y/N ran her fingers through his hair as Theo slowly moved his hands up her stomach to cup her breasts. Y/N’s couldn’t help but arch into his hands as his fingers teased her nipples. Mattheo grinned, kissing down the free side of her neck as his fingers slowly stroked from her hip and dipped past the band of her underwear. 

“So wet,” He whispered hotly against her skin. Y/N’s shivered as his fingers lightly grazed her clit. “Could play with you all night like this.” 

“Please Matty,” Y/N’s eyes looked at him with need as Theo kept his hands on her breasts.

“Please what baby?” Matty asked stepping back. Y/N leaned heavily against Theo who was enjoying making her senseless by just simple nipple play. 

“Touch me,” Y/N whispered. “Please.” 

Mattheo smirked and looked at Theo, “Look how desperate she is and we’ve barely even started.” 

Y/N whimpered as Theo also took his hands off her body. 

“Go lie down on the bed,” said Theo, “and spread those pretty legs for us.” 

Y/N quickly made her way over to her bed and lay down as he asked. She bit her lip as she looked at them, her eyes hazy with lust, and slowly spread her legs open.

The boys couldn’t help but groan as they saw a wet spot forming on her underwear. They quickly stripped off and joined her on the bed. 

Theo lay next to Y/N, his mouth quickly taking hers in a hot passionate kiss. Mattheo meanwhile, lay between her legs, slowly peeling off her underwear. 

“Fuck your dripping baby,” He said as he parted her lips and blew across her clit.  Y/N moaned softly into her kiss with Theo as her hands gripped his shoulders. She pulled back, Theo moving his kisses to her neck, as she looked down at Mattheo with desperation and need. 

“Please Matty,” she whimpered. 

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” Mattheo smirked as he licked a long strip from her hole to her clit. Y/N arched off the bed, her nails digging into Theo’s shoulders making him hiss. 

“Careful principessa,” He said, marking and biting her neck. 

“S-Sorry” She whimpered as Mattheo continued to suck and lick at her. He brought his mouth to her clit and sucked it, his tongue lashing at it harshly. 

“Matty….gonna cum,” Y/N panted as her thighs began to shake. 

Theo trailed his kisses down her chest, licking her nipple. “Cum for us pretty girl. Make a mess on Mattheo’s face.” 

Y/N closed her eyes teetering on the edge. All it took was one synchronised suck, Mattheo on her clit and Theo on her nipple, for her to fall off the edge. She writhed under them moaning as pleasure flowed through her body like electricity. 

Mattheo kept licking at her till she gently pushed his head away still shuddering. “Too much” 

Mattheo grinned, giving her clit a kiss. “Too sensitive?” 

Y/N nodded, her breathing still heavy and her face flushed. 

“You're so pretty when you look like this,” said Theo, pushing hair away from her face. “All glowing and wrecked.” 

Y/N looked up at him slowly catching her breath, “Want more Teddy.” 

Theo smirked, “Just came and you’re already desperate for more baby?” 

Y/N nodded. “Felt empty when coming. Need you inside me.” 

Theo chuckled and nodded. “As you wish principessa.” 

He made his way between Y/N’s legs, groaning at the wet sticky mess between her legs. “So fucking pretty. Let's see if we can make you messier when my cum is dripping out of you.” 

Y/N looked at Mattheo who was watching the two intently. She held out her hand to him. 

“Yes, baby?” He said, holding her hand. 

“Want you in my mouth,” She whispered, her eyes falling to his hard cock. She licked her lips in anticipation. 

“You sure? You want both of us at the same time.” He asked settling near her head. She nodded, reaching out for him. 

“Please, want to please you both,” She said, stroking his big cock. 

“Okay, baby. Take what you need.” He grabbed a pillow and placed it under her head to give her better access. 

She smiled before slowly licking his cock. Her eyes flickered to Theo who was still rubbing his cock between her folds. 

“You ready?” He asked. She nodded, taking Mattheo’s cock head into her mouth and sucking at the same time Theo pushed in. Both boys let out a groan. 

“So fucking tight,” Theo growled, pushing in all the way to the hilt. Y/N moaned around Mattheo’s cock, the vibrations making him buck his hips. Y/N gagged slightly, making her glare at Mattheo. 

“Sorry babe,” he said sheepishly before letting out a moan as she began sucking his dick again. 

Theo set a hard and fast pace, pounding in her as she moaned. 

“Fuck. Teddy.” She said, realising Mattheo’s dick from her mouth as looked down at Theo. “Feels so fucking good. So deep.” 

Theo smirked and started thrusting harder. Y/N looked at Mattheo. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” 

Mattheo raised his eyebrows. “Y-You sure?” 

Y/N nodded. “Yes. Want to feel you in my throat.” 

Mattheo didn’t need to be told again as he sat up on his knees and gently guided Y/N’s head to his cock. “I’ll start gently.” 

Y/N nodded again, opening her mouth for him. He pushed his cock into her mouth slowly. Y/N gagged a little again but quickly relaxed her throat as she took him. Her eyes glistened with tears as she looked back at Theo. 

Theo gave another hard thrust as he felt Y/N’s pussy clench around him. “You’re close, aren’t you? Can feel you squeezing me.” 

Y/N hummed in approval as Mattheo fucked her mouth. 

Theo brought his thumb to her clit and began rubbing it. “Cum for me baby girl.” 

Y/N cried out around Mattheo’s cock as her pleasure intensified. Mattheo, feeling her cry's vibrations, picked up his speed as he throbbed. “Fuck Y/N, gonna cum too. You gonna swallow it all.” 

Y/N nodded as best as she could while squeezing her eyes shut. The feeling of Theo’s cock hitting her just right and his thumb circling her clit had her arching with pleasure. Theo applied more pressure to her little nub as he too began throbbing inside her, his thrusts becoming desperate as he chased his own high. 

Tears spilled from the sides of Y/N’s eyes as her orgasm hit and she moaned loudly. Watching Y/N’s cry, set off Mattheo’s own orgasm as he thrust hard one more time down her throat, his hot seed spurting out. Y/N choked slightly, before swallowing his salty cum down. 

Theo couldn’t help but groan as he felt Y/N’s pussy pulsate around him, milking him as she came. He buried himself hard and deep, staying there as he pumped her full of his cum. 

Y/N whimpered, feeling Theo’s cock so deep within her sensitive pussy. Theo collapsed next to Y/N, his arm coming around her waist as he leaned his head on her shoulder. Y/N panted, coming down from her high. She stroked Theo’s back with one hand while the other patter Mattheo’s thigh next to her shoulder as they all basked in the glow of lovemaking.

***

A few days passed since the party and Cormac had managed to stay off the boys' radar. Y/N was happy to be rid of the pig and his unwanted advances. 

Sitting in the grand hall for lunch, the group laughed at a story Pansy was recounting about a Hufflepuff accidentally setting half of Professor Sprout's garden of fluxweed on fire. 

“Oh!” Y/N looked at her watch. “That reminds me, I need to see Professor Slughorn on his assignment for polyjuice potion before class starts.” 

Y/N pecked both Theo and Mattheo on the lips, gathering her things and rushing to the dungeons. 

She knocked on the door, hearing Professor Slughorn speak to someone inside. 

“Three days should be about right.” Slughorn was explaining to someone. “Come in!” 

Y/N entered, freezing when she saw it was McLaggen who the professor was speaking too.

“Ah Miss Y/L/N, how can I help you?” Slughorn turned to her. 

Y/N licked her dry lips, turning her gaze to the teacher, refusing to acknowledge Cormac at all. “I was hoping to ask some question about the polyjuice assignment you set.” 

“Well that is a funny coincidence, Mr McLaggen was asking about the same assignment” Slughorn let out a chortle. 

“I can come back some other time.” Y/N turned to leave but Slughorn called out to her. 

“No, it’s okay. I have time now to give you both a mini-lesson before the bell. Please sit.” Slughorn gestured to the seat next to Cormac who gave Y/N a smirk, his lip still split. 

Y/N bit her bottom lip as she slowly made her way over. She pulled her chair, making sure to leave as much of a gap as she could before sitting. 

Slughorn turned to the board, writing down the various steps to the potion. Y/N tried her hardest to concentrate on her notes but Cormac’s heavy wheezing was very distracting. 

She took a deep breath to block him out, her focus on her notes. That was until she felt fingers ghosting her knee. She jumped up, banging her foot into the table leg. 

“Is there a problem Miss Y/L/N?” Slughorn turned towards her. 

“N-No sir. I have all the information I need so will take my leave. Thank you for the extra help.” Y/N grabbed her things and rushed for the door. She turned the corner in the dungeons, placing a hand on her chest to steady her racing heart. 

A hand grabbed her shoulder, slamming her into the wall. 

Cormac caged Y/N against the wall, his broken nose skimming along her cheek. “Where’s your guard dogs now, beautiful?”

Y/N tried to push Mclaggen off her but he was bigger and stronger than her. “Piss off Cormac before you get a replay of what happened at the party!” 

Cormac let out a chuckle, resting his head on Y/N's shoulder. “Your little protection squad isn’t here princess.” 

Y/N let out a chuckle, standing on her tiptoes she whispered in McLaggen’s ear, “I think you are mistaken if you think I need protecting.” 

Cormac snapped his head up, looking at Y/N confused. 

Y/N gave him an innocent smile, placing her wand tip against his chest, “Everte Statum.” 

Cormac flew, his back smacking against the wall opposite Y/N.

“Come near me, my boyfriends, or my friends again,” Y/N knelt next to the groaning boy, “I’ll hex you so bad that your bloodline will end with you.” 

Y/N stood up, smoothing down her uniform before exiting the dungeons. 

***

The rest of the autumn term passed without incident. Christmas break had come and gone, with the throuple splitting their time between Y/N and Theo’s houses with the odd party at Malfoy Mansion. 

Soon it was time to return to Hogwarts. Y/N, Pansy and the Greengrass sisters were swapping Christmas break stories in the common room when the boys stormed down from their dorms. 

“What’s the matter, loves?” Y/N stood up, walking over to Theo, her hand coming up to cradle his cheek. 

“Someone trashed our rooms while we were away.” Mattheo rolled his tongue in his cheek with annoyance. 

“Who would do that?” Pansy crossed her arms. 

“Dunno.” Mattheo ran his hand through his curls. “Probably some idiot hoping to score some weed or a bottle of fire whiskey.” 

“Well whoever it was, I’m sending an owl to my father,” Draco clenched his jaw, “My best dress shirts were thrown around like common material. Does whoever did this know how easily they crease? Dumbledore needs to up the security around here.”

Everyone watched as Draco continued his rant, exiting the common room. 

Y/N wrapped her arms around Mattheo, kissing the side of his neck. “I’ll help you clean up.” 

“It’s fine. Nothing a few spells can’t tidy.” He kissed the top of Y/N’s head, hugging her tight. 

“Anything missing?” Y/N's voice came out muffled from how her face was still pressed into his neck. 

Theo shook his head, flopping down onto the couch. He pulled Y/N’s hand, causing her to fall backwards onto him. Mattheo sat next to Theo, pulling Y/N's legs onto his lap, massaging her calves as Theo played with the ends of her hair.

“Don’t worry about it principessa.” Theo kissed the crown of Y/N’s head as it lay against his chest. 

Even though the boys didn’t seem worried, something in Y/N’s chest still felt tight. 

***

Y/N flopped down onto her bed and groaned. 

Pansy chuckled, changing out of her uniform, “Transfiguration wasn’t that hard.” 

“What do you mean? It was brutal,”  Y/N flipped over, staring at the ceiling. “I thought I finally got it. My toad had turned completely into a toadstool, then it had to start jumping and croaking all over the desk.” 

Pansy let out another laugh and Y/N rubbed her face with her hands. Leaning up, she turned to her pillow where a white note lay. “Looks like my day might still have a chance to get better.”

“What is it?” asked Pansy, pulling a Slytherin hoodie over her head. 

Y/N bit her lip, hiding her smile, “The boys want me to meet them in the Prefects bathroom.” 

“Ooh,” Pansy wiggled her eyebrows at Y/N as the girl jumped off her bed “Go get some loving!”

Pansy slapped Y/N on the arse playfully as she left. 

***

Y/N skipped happily to the fifth floor toward the Prefect’s bathroom. It had been a happy perk for the trio to rendezvous occasionally since Theo became a Prefect two years earlier. 

Y/N entered, licking her lips in anticipation but to her dismay the room was empty. 

“Teddy? Matty?” She called out. One of the toilet stall doors slammed open causing Y/N to jump. 

Mattheo walked out, rubbing his chin as he looked Y/N up and down. 

“Matty.” Y/N put a hand to her racing heart. “You scared me. Where is Teddy?” 

Mattheo didn’t answer but continued to swagger over to Y/N. 

Y/N tilted her head in confusion, something was off about her boyfriend. 

“Matty?”

Mattheo grabbed the back of Y/N's hair harshly, crashing his lips to hers. Y/N pushed at him but he used his other hand to grip her waist tightly, walking her backwards till she slammed against the bathroom wall. 

Y/N let out a groan as her head collided with the stone. Mattheo bit down her neck harshly as she tried to push him off. “Matty! Stop!” 

Y/N was used to the boys being rough but this was something different. 

She again tried to push him when another stall door banged open, a smirking Teddy exiting. 

“Teddy.” Water gathered in Y/N’s eyes as Mattheo continued to grope at her body. “Tell him to stop.” 

Theo just raised his eyebrows and began prowling closer to the pair. Y/N opened her mouth when three more stalls opened. Draco, Blaise, and Enzo began walking towards her. 

“Wha- What are you doing ?” Y/N tried to grab her wand but Theo was too quick, pinning her arm to the wall with one hand and using the other to throw her wand into the large pool-like bath that occupied the centre of the room.

“Teddy!” Y/N let out a shriek as Theo grabbed her around the neck, bruising her lips with another hard kiss. Mattheo began to slowly unbutton her top, as she thrashed against the two. 

“Stop it! Please!” Tears streamed down Y/N’s face as she tried to get free. 

“I thought a deatheater’s slut would be more willing.” Mattheo laughed his hand sliding up Y/N’s thigh. 

Y/N looked down at the boy with confusion as more tears fell. The boy in front of her looked like her boyfriend but his voice. “McLaggen?” 

Mattheo smirked. “It must be love if you can recognize me in this ugly form.” 

Y/N fought even harder as McLaggen lifted her skirt higher. “I swear if you don’t let go of me…” 

“You’ll do what Y/L/N?” Teddy smirked, kissing the side of her neck. “Just pretend we’re your boyfriends and enjoy yourself, babe.” 

McLaggen let out a growl, his hands rubbing at the marks in between Y/N’s thighs. “What the fuck are these?” 

Y/N took his distraction and kneed him in the face. “If you don’t know what those are then it's obvious you’ve never pleasured a woman before.” 

Cormac jumped up from the floor, wiping the blood from his nose. “Stupid bitch.” 

He slapped Y/N hard, her head hitting against the wall again. Blood trickled from her lip, down her neck and chest. 

Grabbing Y/N by the arm, Cormac threw her at the three boys behind him. “Lift her up and hold her legs wide and steady.” 

Y/N screamed at the boys to stop, jerking back and forth trying to escape their hold. 

Cormac stroked his hands up Y/N's legs, settling himself between them. He grounded his hardened member against Y/N’s clothed core making her sob harder. 

“You like being covered in marks?” Cormac pulled his wand from his back pocket and kneeled down in between Y/N’s thighs. “Let’s leave a few permanent ones. Incendio” 

Pain shot through Y/N as she screamed. She could smell her skin burning as fire seared her. 

McLaggen pointed to another hickey on Y/N's thigh. “Diffendo .” 

Cries tore from Y/N’s throat till her voice went hoarse. Her body shook, drenched in sweat from the tortuous burns and cuts McLaggen inflicted on her. 

“I think that’s enough.” 

Y/N’s head lolled from side to side as she looked over to “Teddy” standing behind McLaggen. That is when she noticed “Mattheo’s” hair begin to lighten from his usual dark brown to blonde. “Teddy” was starting to shrink and the boys who were holding her were also changing. 

“The Polyjuice is beginning to wear off. You said we could have a go of her and she wouldn’t know it was us because of the potion.”

“She’s out of it as it is!” McLaggen stood, shoving his wand back in his pocket. “Let’s have our fun and then leave.” 

Y/N felt the grip on her slacken while the boys argued amongst themselves. Taking a deep breath, she twisted once more, landing on her stomach. The fall knocked the wind from her but she continued to try crawling towards the exit. Y/N pushed herself to stand, but the burning pain of her thighs had her faltering and the blood leaking from her wounds made her knees slip from under her. 

A cry shuddered from her chest as she felt weight come down on her thighs. “Where are you going babe? The fun is just beginning. 

Y/N clawed at the ground as she heard the sound of Cormac unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper. 

He pulled Y/N up by her hair, his mouth licking at her ear as he spoke. “I love hearing you scream.” 

He let her fall against the ground again as he pulled her underwear to one side, the tip of his dick, rubbing at Y/N entrance. 

He gripped her hips ready to push in. 

“Confringo!” 

McLaggen’s body flew from on top of Y/N, landing in an unconscious pile on the far side of the room. 

“Pansy help her!” 

Y/N fell in and out of consciousness but even in her state, she could hear the panic in Theo’s voice. 

“Y/N!” 

Y/N felt drops of water falling on her face as she was gently turned on her back, her head resting on something soft. 

“Hold on. The professors are coming.” 

The sounds of fighting, spelling flying and various crashes faded away as Y/N passed out. 

Pansy shook Y/N, trying to wake her just as McGonagall and Snape entered. 

McGonagall kneeled down next to Pansy as Snape broke up the fight between the boys. 

“Severus! She needs to see Madame Pomfrey now! You take her, I will handle them.” 

Snape nodded marching over and gently picking Y/N up and taking her to the infirmary. 

***

Y/N’s eyes fluttered open as she saw the bright candles floating above her. She slowly reached her hands out, feeling the white sheet that covered her. She looked around and realised she was in the infirmary. 

A quiet sob escaped her as she remembered the events that led her to her current situation. She panicked when she felt hands cupping her face. Mattheo jumped from his chair the minute the sob escaped his girlfriend. 

“Y/N baby,” He said, trying to calm her but she pulled away from his touch. 

“Not Matty,” she whispered brokenly over and over again. 

“Hey, hey,” Mattheo put his hands up. “It’s me, babe. Its me.” 

She looked at him, distrust flashing in her eyes.

“Look I can prove it.” Mattheo slowly sat on the bed and took her hand into his. “You don’t buy cherry-flavoured lip balm because you end up licking you lips too much because it’s your favourite flavour. You always fiddle with the ring, Theo got you when you’re thinking of us but with the bracelet, I bought you when you’re worried about us. You say you hate wearing your hair up because it hurts your neck but put it up anyway because you love the neck massages I give you on the days you do. Theo showed you a secret spot down by the black lake on our fourth date, its were we made love to you for the first time.” 

Y/N looked at him, sobbing in relief as she leaned forward and hugged him. “Matty. I was so scared. He tried to…” 

Y/n couldn’t finish her sentence as she trembled harder. 

“We know babe, we came looking for you and that’s when Pansy told us about the note. We didn’t send it.” Mattheo held Y/N tighter as Theo walked in. Y/N tensed looking at Theo but Mattheo gently rubbed her back. “It's Theo. I promise you, it’s him.” 

Y/N hesitated before reaching out a shaky hand towards him. “Teddy?” 

Theo quickly sat down and hugged Y/N close, kissing her head. “Yes principessa, it’s me. We’re here and no one is going to touch you.” 

Y/n cried against his shoulder. Theo rubbed her back looking at Mattheo who was still holding her hand. He pulled back so he could look into her eyes. 

“Dumbledore’s expelled Cormac and his friends. The ministry is also looking to punish him for his crimes. You don’t have to worry about that pathetic being ever again.” 

Y/N sniffed wiping her cheeks. “Can I leave yet? I just want to be in my bed.” 

Mattheo looked at Theo then Y/N. “We can ask Madame Pomfrey for you but I think your mum and dad want you to go home for a bit, till you feel better.” 

Y/N shook her head. “I don’t want to home, I want to stay with you two.” 

Theo smiled gently, kissing her head again. “If that is what you wish, we’ll let your parents know.” 

Y/N nods. 

***

A few hours later Y/N was lying in her bed, her boys on either side of her as they held her tight. 

“We’ll kill him you know?” whispered Mattheo. 

Y/N looked at him and nodded. “I want to be there. I want to hurt him… Like he hurt me.” 

Her hand subconsciously went to her thighs, remembering the cuts and burns that adorned them. 

Theo looked down and gently took her hand away. “He might have tried to erase us but we’ll make you ours over and over. No one can stop you from belonging to us.” 

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears as she nodded. “Can you…mark me again?” 

Mattheo looked at her surprised. “You want us to touch you?” 

Y/N nodded. “I don’t want to have sex yet, soon but not yet. I just want your marks on me again.” 

She slowly spread her legs and lifted her skirt showing her soft smooth thighs. 

Theo gently brushed his fingers on her soft skin. “Like a blank canvas.” 

They both moved down her body and gently began sucking and biting at her skin. Tears streamed out the corners of her eyes as Y/N felt herself beginning to heal in the comfort of her two lovers. 

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