69

After leaving Susan behind, I prepared myself for a boring day, exhausted after everything I had achieved … but fate seemed to have other plans. Just as I took a turn, I heard a pop, and the familiar presence of Kreacher appeared in front of me.

"Tell me, Kreacher," I said, knowing he wouldn't appear immediately without something extremely important.

"We have an interloper at the house, sir," he explained quickly.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"Mudblood master's mother, sir," Kreacher answered.

"Lily Potter?" I asked, and Kreacher nodded.

"Good, thanks for the information. It was very important," I said, watching as his expression burst with happiness. He was still unfamiliar with gratitude, but luckily nowhere as explosive as Dobby.

After Kreacher disappeared, I decided to follow him. I used one of the secret tunnels to leave the school before disappearing, curious about the exact situation. Kreacher was very specific when he called her an interloper, and I wondered if it was Kreacher's old prejudices taking over, or if it was more or less accurate.

Soon, I found myself in Grimmauld Place, once again in the attic, wearing the invisibility cloak. I quickly checked the wards, moving along only after making sure there was no change.

Interestingly, I had to cast three different detection spells before I could catch Lily's presence. The first two only showed three people, which I identified as Ron, Harry, and Hermione, each in their respective rooms at this early hour.

Only at the third repeat, during which I cast an overpowered yet esoteric detection spell, I caught another, faint presence in the basement, showing that Kreacher had been more accurate than I had given him credit for.

Lily Potter was hidden from the rest of the occupants.

Admittedly, I could see where she was coming from. Even discounting the dubious aspects of the challenge that I had to her already the confusing situation, she was hardly dealing with a straightforward challenge.

Realizing that her son was now an adult while she didn't age a day under the statis field Snape was responsible for was hardly the easiest thing to swallow even in the magical world. And, she was smart enough to realize that Harry wouldn't handle it any easier.

Still, I had to adjust my expectations about Lily upward. Just in a day, not only did she discover where Harry was staying, but also found a way to bypass the Fidelius Charm — albeit a weakened version with many secret keepers — while the Death Eaters still failed to discover Potter's center of operation.

Her tactic was smart … too bad that it left her vulnerable to my little tricks even more than usual. Not only she was still alone, but also she was under the impression that she was in a safe house.

Safely under the cloak, I walked downstairs, though when I arrived at the basement entrance, I had caught several wards that weren't there during my previous visit, no doubt last-minute additions by Lily.

In there, there was even a ward to keep the house elves away. It was a genius ward, one that integrated some strong confusion effect, notice-me-nots, and more direct defenses. Not only it would keep a house elf from stumbling in, but also it would keep that blind.

Kreacher probably noticed her before she could add that ward, or her presence would have been completely hidden.

Fascinating.

The only reason I was able to bypass her wards without raising an alarm was the power differential I could bear thanks to the Elder Wand.

With that, I found myself in a corridor, one that was recently cleaned if the signs were accurate. I noticed three doors, the one in the middle wide open.

Secure in my invisibility, I peeked inside, and found a spacious bedroom — though furnished in horrible Black sense. The entire center of the room had been cleared so that the patterned tile flooring was immediately noticeable, though then, half of it was already covered with piles and piles of books and notes.

I recognized some of those books as belonging to Hermione, no doubt copied magically to give Lily a sense of what they were dealing with, and some others were passed by me as a part of our deal … though there were also several other books, no doubt from a hidden Potter library.

Probably from a safe house Lily had arranged before they went to hiding, in case they were compromised. Too bad they trusted Fidelius too much.

I barely paid attention to the other furnishing in the room, a dressing table over which hung an oval mirror, a bedside rug made of magical skin, and a large, old-style wardrobe.

What I really paid attention to was Lily Potter, lying on the tiled floor, an intense expression of concentration on her face, the intensity of it enough to arouse me. Especially since, secure with the wards she had set up, she didn't bother dressing properly, and was just wearing a bathrobe.

A bathrobe was slid open to reveal her beautiful body, which, combined with her expression, created an amazing sight from where I was standing.

She was spectacular.

Pity I couldn't just lean and kiss her.

Still, that didn't mean I would miss the opportunity. I carefully cast several spells on the room, the kind that would ensure keep her aroused and would keep her dreams filled with me. She already had some spells on her body to that aim … but stacking the deck further into my favor was never a bad idea.

With that done, I started walking around, only to notice several photos on the dresser … photos that I had taken just yesterday, showing Aurora in various revealing poses. The moving pictures were spectacular enough, showing her arousal and reticence at the same time, but what was even more impressive was the crumpled nature of them, along with a distinct smell.

Lily's smell, showed she had been enjoying the little gift I had slipped into her information package.

My pants got uncomfortably tight with desire, tempting me to abandon my idea of giving her some space, and her sexy yet casual look with the bathrobe didn't make things any easier.

Instead, I prepared to move away … but before I could do, she decided to take a break, and moved right to the dresser, grabbing the pictures once more. However, I noted she picked the ones I was partially visible, which put a smirk on my face.

It was nice to know I had made an impression.

As she took a seat at the side of her bed, an unexpected shudder went through her even before her fingers traveled down. "I hate you, you fucking Malfoy," Lily growled in anger, but the passionate way her fingers dug into her wetness was more than enough to take the sting.

A fact that she was aware of as well, considering the blush creeping to her cheeks. Her other hand was caressing her breasts as it pushed her bathrobe to the side, teasing her nipple desperately.

I would have blamed the spells I added, but I knew that was not the case. Not only did they work very slowly, but also it was enough to instantly turn a strong-willed woman like Lily.

Showing that her arousal was already in there, creating a fertile ground for a further push. And, the belief that she was alone made the act even more obvious.

"I'm going to make you pay, you blond bastard," she growled in anger. "Even if you helped me with that whore Aurora, who dared to humiliate me like that. But maybe I'll let you delay your torture."

Her words of the threat made me feel even more aroused, the expression on her face delicious as she masturbated desperately, each second pushing her heaving chest even more out. I wished that I was allowed to reach and grab her tits, her state driving me even crazier than her state when she was helpless in my bedroom.

Watching her in her element, sexy, glorious, and angry at the same time, I could understand why both Snape and Potter dedicated their lives to win the affection of the redheaded beauty.

She was truly a fascinating sight, almost enough to earn my undying devotion as well.

Almost, but not quite. After all, I had some impressive competition, like Hermione, who was just as fascinating. Her intensity was somewhat lacking, but with every encounter, the gap was closing. The encounter with Fleur, for example, had been spectacular, and I couldn't wait until what she would do for payback. Fleur, who was another spectacular woman that was enough to rival Lily, raging against her nature yet ruled by it, competent, passionate, and sexy…

No, I thought as I watched Lily Potter bring herself to completion. She was spectacular, but not enough to fully command my attention.

No matter how dangerous the dance was.