Nice Wizards Finish Last Chapter 2

Severus Snape, nine years old, skipped down the dirty Muggle street, uncaring for his mismatched clothes or unclean hair.

For once, he was thrilled. He felt like singing. All because he had found it, finally. Something that was meant to be his. Something that was worth possessing.

He hadn’t been sure, when that redheaded girl first started showing the signs, but he’d approached her anyway. A Muggleborn. Not quite a proper witch, but the next closest thing, and actually better in some ways, because he would seem like a god to her.

His mother often let him borrow her wand, when she was too drunk to care much. He could do real magic, the kind a muggle girl would never have seen before. He approached this Lily Evans about her gift, and she had been receptive!

She ought to have been, when he was going out of his way to teach her, but still. Muggles and women could never be counted on to be logical, so it was a surprise to find some rationality in someone who was both. 

But all this had been months ago, and wasn’t the reason he was skipping. Today, he had taken his mother’s wand out, sneaking to the dirty riverbed with Lily to show her some proper magic. Lily had been thrilled. She agreed easily, and they had put the plan into action.

Severus cast the simple household charms he knew, and Lily watched like he was weaving the most elaborate of spells. It had been thrilling. And then he handed her the wand, giving explicit and detailed instructions, and let her attempt a simple levitating charm.

She managed it.

It took three tries, but she made a leaf flit up, hovering in the air. That was the reason Severus was skipping. The entire reason he was this happy. It had been confirmed for him, just now, that this was worth his time.

Above all, Severus could not stand stupidity. It rankled his great mind. Even in a childhood flame, a simple Muggleborn lover taken under his wing, he could not abide an idiot.

But she wasn’t. For all the faults in her blood, Lily Evans was a bright girl. All it took was one look to spot the intelligence in her eyes!

That was the day Severus had decided it for certain: Lily Evan's was meant to be his.

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Severus couldn’t stop himself. No matter what he did. No matter what he said. He tried everything, really, he did, but he just kept doing it anyway. That’s why he was here, again, slinking through the same damn hallway with a stiff gait, moving awkwardly to accommodate his hard on. 

James Potter really hadn’t been lying. Every night, over and over again, he ravished Lily in that same classroom, tossing her around and cumming inside her every time. And Snape kept coming back. He needed to watch, simply because he couldn’t make himself stop.

It was the most turned-on he’d ever been, and didn’t recognizing that just fill his stomach with bile?

With growing skill from his many repetitions, Severus crept up to the correct door, peering through the crack. At this time they ought to just be getting started…

The room was empty.

“What,” Severus began to say.

“Petrificus Totalus,” a voice barked behind him. 

Severus reached for his wand, but the spell hit him before he got far, making his body stiffen up and topple over, landing on his back. Helpless, he glared up at the face approaching above him. James Potter smirked.

“Snivellus!” he said. “You didn’t actually think you were being sneaky, did you? I’ve noticed since the beginning. At first, I didn’t think much of it. You were welcome to keep doing… whatever this is. But you kept at it, you know, and I think that deserves a reward.”

Severus wanted to bark at him to let him go. To duel him like a man, rather than striking him in the back. But as his lips weren’t working, he simply lay there, attempting to curse the bully with his eyes.

“Come on,” said Potter. “You’ll LOVE this.”

Flicking his wand, he levitated Severus with the same spell that Snape showed Lily so long ago, the one that won him over to her. Snape drifted inside the room, coming to a stop in the middle of the floor, still hovering there.

“Lily will be arriving soon,” said Potter, shedding the outer layer of his robes to stand in simple clothes. “Then we can really get started.”

Lily… did Potter think she would ignore seeing him like this? They might not have gotten on as well ever since he slipped and called her a Mudblood once, but he had trained the girl well. She wouldn’t accept seeing him in such a state!

Severus heard footsteps outside and relished the way Lily would free him. Maybe she would even turn on James Potter?

Yet, for some reason, that thought sent a pang through him that it never had before. If she broke it off with Potter… Would he not be able to see her pull such faces ever again?

In the end, it was all a moot point. Just before the door opened Potter lifted a cloak, hurling it over Severus. When it settled over his body, Snape found he had been rendered completely invisible. Nobody would ever notice him now, unless they physically tripped over his stiffened body.

Lily stepped into the room, looking as nervous and eager as she always did at the start.

There were no words this time. James walked briskly over to her and grabbed her neck with both hands, tilting up her chin, and kissed her.

Lily’s eyes bulged. Her body shivered. Potter kissed her long and hard, only pulling back after a great period of time had passed, saliva trailing between their mouths. He released Lily’s throat, but only to tear off her robes, revealing her naked body beneath them. 

He grabbed Lily’s fiery red hair and pulled her with it like it was the end of a leash, making her stumble after his longer strides. From his position so low down, Serverus could see it. Lily’s pussy was already leaking from the treatment.

They still didn’t speak. Potter released Lily’s hair when they were right next to Severus. He stood there, his arms crossed, looking at Lily while she collected herself, naked and breathing heavily from the quick start. 

James didn’t move a muscle, as still as a statue, and waited. Lily began to twitch. She reached across, rubbing her side. She kept watching him for the next step, but it wasn’t coming.

“Please?” she said finally. 

It was exactly what Potter had been waiting to hear. He sprung into motion, faster than Lily could react. First he twisted her around by the shoulders, so that her ass was toward him and her glistening pussy was just above Severus’s face. Then, he wrapped a burly arm around her throat, lifting her up.

Lily’s feet left the ground, even as her toes stretched down reaching for the floor. James had her throat in the crook of his elbow. Suspended and stuck beneath his greater strength, Lily was at his mercy. He slammed his fingers into her pussy.

One arm was all he needed to hold up her entire body. At the same time his other hand was free to pump through her slick slit, opening her pussy wider than Severus would’ve been able to with his entire manhood.

There was a loud succession of wet slapping sounds as Potter’s fingers sped through Lily’s depths, accompanied by gurgling sounds out of her mouth, partially stifled by the arm at her throat. Just as she was growing used to what the fingers were doing to her, they dragged out of her depths, delivering a brutal slap to her sensitive crotch, turning the skin bright red. When they hit her wet pussy lips, Potter’s fingers sent drops flying, some of which landed on the cloak over Severus’s face.

Even under the petrification curse, the stiffest part of his body was between his legs. The desire throbbed in him, demanding that he reach toward his crotch to alleviate it, but he couldn’t. His whole body was still frozen.

Potter returned to fingering Lily, this time increasing the fingers he used from two up to three. Lily’s moans grew louder, while her face was getting red. Potter mixed in a few more slaps, eventually adding a fourth finger, prying Lily open wide. The gorgeous witch’s eyes rolled up in her head. Abruptly, Potter tore his fingers out of her, just in time for a clear stream to splatter out… all over the cloak above Severus’s face.

Snape could smell it. The pure arousal. The tangible proof of how turned on this girl was. It was what should’ve been his to experience, and now he was experiencing it, just not in a way he ever imagined. 

Potter smirked, looking down. Lily was too out of it to notice her orgasmic juices hadn't gone straight to the floor, but rather trailed off of something. Potter released her, and she dropped to the floor on all fours, barely conscious. 

While Potter stripped out of the rest of his clothes, Severus was left right next to Lily. He could see her face in perfect, haunting detail. The way her mouth was hanging open, saliva dripping toward the floor. And the look in her eyes…

James Potter shed the last of his clothes, his enormous cock casting its shadow across Lily. He reached down, grabbing Lily by the back of the head, pushing her face flat to the floor. His hand gripped her crotch, coming away slick with juices which he promptly smeared across his cock. And, using that for lubrication, he plunged directly into her asshole.

He kneeled behind her, bending his knees to plunge into Lily from behind. Lily’s chin was pressed to the floor, jerking forward slightly as Potter thrusted into her from behind. All of that cock… pressed into such a small hole… Severus trembled.

Potter didn’t speak like he usually did. He moved silently and confidently, utterly committed to ruining Lily in the best way possible. The claps of their flesh were deafening in the otherwise empty classroom. Grabbing Lily by the back of her skull, Potter lifted her face, holding it right in front of where Severus floated invisibly.

Potter was smirking at him, but his wasn’t the face that Severus noticed first. Instead, it was Lily’s. Her tongue had lolled out. But most importantly, her green eyes had gone vacant.

Suddenly, Potter winced. Lily trembled. She came again, her empty pussy squirting another orgasm onto the floor while her ass was plundered. Potter came too, giving her asshole a nice creamy filling.

“Wasted one,” he grunted. “Can’t be getting you pregnant that way.”

Lily trembled, not seeming very capable of caring about that or anything else at the moment. Before she could react or move, Potter was lifting her again.

“I’ll make up for that,” he promised confidently.

Hooking his hands under her knees, he brought them together behind her head, forcing Lily’s chin down against her chest. He held her like a toy, in an elaborate position Snape had only seen similar things on Muggle wrestling programs

Lily’s legs were spread at angles, her toes higher than her head, while her crotch was utterly exposed. Potter took full advantage as he slammed his cock (still dirty with bits of semen and spots of her juices) as far inside her as he could reach.

Severus may have been imagining things, but he swore he watched Lily’s stomach bulge.

Potter’s cock was nothing but a blur as his athletic hips buried it inside Lily and pulled it out just as fast, over and over again. Lily’s perky tits bounced wildly on her chest. Her red hair hung down, messily. But what Severus noticed above everything else was her face.

A spot of drool dribbled off her lips. Her eyes were most of the way shut, but as her head jerked around, Severus could see her pupils were rolled halfway into her skull anyway. Her mouth hung open. All together, he was forced to recognize something that he first noticed in the aftermath of Potter claiming her ass. Severus couldn’t see the intellect he first fell for.

It was why he stooped to spend so much time with her. Lily’s mind was so bright, she could almost keep up with him. Yet now, he couldn’t spot any sign of it. On that big, muscular, competent brute’s cock, she’d lost all traces of the spark he’d first seen. She’d been fucked stupid.

“That’s right!” Potter grunted. “You like it like this? You like being twisted up and taking my cock?”

Lily howled in the affirmative. Potter tilted his body backwards slightly, giving himself better leverage to plunge into her even faster. It was there, as he fucked her faster than Severus had ever seen before, that they came at the same time, Potter seeding her womb with all that he had.

His cock slid out of her, beginning to go limp. And because of the new position, without that huge cock stopping everything up, a glob of juices plopped out, semen mixed with clear fluid landing directly on Snape’s long, beaked nose.

Clutching Lily closely, Potter smirked past her, looking down at Snape.

‘Enjoy your gift,’ he mouthed.

And dammit… Snape had done exactly that.