Chapter 48: A beautiful day [R-18]

Winter break has been much like the previous one. Nymphadora had the time of her life. She was given a set of quidditch balls for children and she took a liking to the bat and the bludger. A few lamps got destroyed to pieces but nothing a simple Reparo charm couldn’t fix. Rick was delighted to see his Aunts again, especially Cassiopeia. He couldn’t help it but like the snarky woman.

It was during this period that Rick had a talk with his parents about his idea for Lily’s gift: an engagement ring. He wanted it to be with the carvings of lions’ heads and red rubies. His mother loved the idea while his father was nonplussed about it. He had no opinion about jewelry. That earned him a comment from his wife who dragged Rick away to talk more about the subject.A few days later, mother and son went to the Potter’s family vault at Gringotts and she gave him a few ugly trinkets that nobody ever wore and which had some rubies on them. It hadn't been easy but they found one with the desired stones. All Rick needed to do was to work on them to fit the ring. Easier said than done.

Business wise everything was going well. The palladium he sold through the goblins was making a decent amount of money which he used to buy more ingredients, not only for alchemy but also for his diverse potions and runic projects. Dorea confessed that she had begun legal procedures to be able to open an apothecary from home where she’d use an owl to deliver packages containing the medical pills she was making by bulk. She was readying herself to take over the medical industry and had already thought of making a contract with St Mungos. Of course Rick would be the one credited for the original discovery. She had secretly contacted some of her potions master friends for support about spray drying. Of course, not all potions could be turned into pills, like Felix Felicis, but most of the ones used in healing could. Since she was focusing her future business on this type it was fine for her.

Lily had succeeded in refining her potion for werewolves into a pill. One afflicted by the disease needed to take the pill every evening for a week before the full moon so it could have an effect. The transformation wouldn’t hurt anymore and the werewolf would not behave as if it had rabies. The NEWTs practical in potion asks to brew a sixth or seventh year potion (chosen randomly) and to have bonus marks, to present a new potion of their own making if they could. She intended to brew her ‘wolf-easy’ potion (as she called it) then. Of course she would need a werewolf to test it and prove it worked. She had asked Dumbledore for help and he found a few werewolves interested in what she was offering.

There has been some talk about the pureblood movement on the rise. A few muggle villages had been attacked and everyone suspected that it was the mysterious new Dark Lord. Arcturus who had plenty of connections with the dark families - the Black family being one - had learned that many had already joined him. For now he was building his army but soon, he would make his move. From what he heard, the goal of the man was to purge the world of muggles and muggle-borns. He hoped none of the members of his family would be stupid enough to join the man’s ranks. With how insane Walburga was, he was sure she would try to force Regulus into doing so. His grandson was weak-willed and his mother had been quite abusive to make sure he didn’t turn like his brother did.

Another one who worried him was Andromeda’s elder sister. Bellatrix Black was a very exceptional witch for her age and had a lot of talent with the family magic regarding curses. Unfortunately she was severely touched by the Black madness. She loved power and wanted it, no matter what she had to do. A dangerous combination when a Dark Lord was around. He had cursed his youngest son for selling her to the Lestranges in a marriage contract to save face. With Andromeda eloping, Cygnus Black had to salvage his reputation and marry his eldest daughter, something he didn’t intend to do like he did his other daughters. Why? Nobody knew.

The return to Hogwarts at the beginning of January was without fanfare. That is if you didn’t count James Potter trying even harder to woo Lily. With a bit less than six months before the seventh-years would graduate, Potter was trying more and more to get Lily to fall for him. She was more than happy to be able to skip all but two classes she shared with him. Potions and charms wasn’t something she could not attend although it didn’t bother much. Those were her favorite subjects to study and she was so focused on them, she didn’t pay attention to the guy. At all. She didn’t even notice that he didn’t bully or prank anyone anymore as she was his sole focus. Short of amortentia, he had tried everything without any success.

The closer the end of the school year was approaching, the better Rick got an idea of what he wanted to do once he graduated. He received no letter or messages from the Department of Mysteries to offer him a job as an unspeakable so he gave up on it. Studying magic would be done on his own or at least with Lily. Secretly, he was leaning towards professional quidditch more and more. Being the captain and having to devise tactics, plays and training regimen for each member of the team had turned out to be a lot of fun. While he still wondered how the DoM could not jump on the opportunity to recruit him (or Lily) with his grades, plenty of professional quidditch recruiters gave him an invitation. The Appleby Arrows, the Pride of Portree, the Ballycastle Bats and most importantly the Montrose Magpies. That happened despite their loss against Ravenclaw. Mira Ross had been at the infirmary the whole week-end of the game for a stray curse she had been hit with and thus wasn’t able to play. Oliver Stroud had to take her place as a keeper and the stress of the match and playing in public got to him and he played badly. They lost 350 to 400 with Rick catching the snitch easily against a ravenclaw seeker who couldn’t do anything against him. That proved the team had an excellent offense and that Sirius was doing one hell of a job because without him the loss would have been even greater. Many times he had hit a bludger at the right time to stop a chaser to score.

When Rick had been nothing but encouraging at the end of the match and the team practiced even harder because of their loss, they were now on equal footing with Slytherin. Behind even because of the smack down the snakes gave to Hufflepuff. If Gryffindor wanted to win the cup they would need to beat the Badgers with a lead of at least 400 points. Minus the 150 points from the snitch - that everyone knew Rick would catch - that left a 25 goals difference to make. ‘Not easy but far from impossible’ were the reassuring words he had given his head of house.

The final game of the cup happened the week-end right before the exams. There was a lot of pressure on the team’s shoulders and it showed. Hufflepuff, after their disastrous season, was determined to at least end up in third place and would give everything they have for that. As such, everyone knew they would be part of a difficult match.

“Don’t worry, we’re going to win this.”

Rick appeared relaxed and calm in front of his team. It wasn’t fake, he really was.

“Ten or a thousand points, doesn’t really matter. Don’t think about the points, think about playing for fun, about enjoying the game as if it was practice. The game won’t stop until the snitch is caught and I’ll make sure it won’t be until it’s the right time for that. We have plenty of time and opportunities.”

“Easy for you to say, you just have to catch the snitch. We have to deal with pumped up Hufflepuff who had nothing to-”

Abigail Taylor was interrupted when the tower in which they were waiting to make their entrance into the pitch began to shake. In a rhythm.

*Thud* *Thud* *Clap**Thud* *Thud* *Clap*

*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*

“What in Merlin’s beard…”

Rick grinned like a loony escaped from an asylum and Sirius began to laugh.

“I can’t believe you guys actually went through with it!”

*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*“Of course we did.”*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*“What’s going on?!”*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*“That, Isolde. Is the new Gryffindor team’s anthem.”*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*““Anthem?!””*Thud* *Thud* *Clap*The very powerful voice of Freddie Mercury began to sing all across the stadium, and shocked everyone present. Sirius, Rick and Mira - who was a muggle-born - began to sing too while tapping their feet on the ground and clapping their hands.

“Buddy, you're a boy, make a big noise

Playing in the street, gonna be a big man someday

You got mud on your face, you big disgrace

Kicking your can all over the place, singin'

We will, we will rock you

We will, we will rock you~”

The song had its intended effect on the team and when the door to the pitch opened, they all flew in formation outside. They did a lap around the pitch and saw all of Gryffindor house participating in the song, making the stands shake. Current students and former. Many had no idea what was happening but the tune was so catchy that some began to join the others in the little ‘dance’. That was a blatant declaration of war against Hufflepuff and it had the desired effect. They were tense. With at least half the supporters manifesting their support for Gryffindor, they felt the pressure.

“See?” he said to the team. “They’re uneasy. They will make mistakes and we need to capitalize on it right from the start. The more we press them the more they will underperform.”

If his little speech had not been quite effective earlier now the whole team was ready to play and win.

And an easy win it has been. None had played as well as they ever did. Not even during their best practice. Mira was stopping 80% of the shots from the Hufflepuff chasers, while James, Abigail and Isolde were scoring 75% of theirs. Rick didn’t even try to search for the snitch at first, he was just flying close and in a circle around the Hufflepuff seeker in an intimidating manner. The poor fifth-year boy was busier looking at Rick from the corner of his eye than paying attention to the field.

The game ended in a whopping victory of 740 - 120 after three hours of play. Rick had caught the snitch in an ascending manner, out flying his opponent with pure raw speed thanks to his broom. The victory laps while Queen’s chorus of “We are the Champions” was playing had been grandiose. Even Rick was surprised by that as he hadn’t thought of it. He knew that his girlfriend was the one responsible however and he could only love her more for it.

The joy in the locker room had been intense, everyone was dancing, singing with the quidditch cup being passed around. On their return to the Gryffindor’s common room the party was already underway and went even more crazy when everyone saw them around. There was so much happening that no one noticed Lily drag Rick outside the common room when he got back from changing into more comfortable clothes than his quidditch robes. They didn’t get far; she just dragged him to the nearest broom closet and kissed the living hell out of him. In no time, she had her shirt slightly open to show a lot of cleavage and revealing her bare shoulders. Her arms were around his neck and pushing the back of his head forwards against hers to deepen as much as she could their kiss. Her legs were around his waist. She used one hand to open his zipper and bring out his hard as steel cock. He knew she had been planning for this when, putting his hands under her skirt he felt her bare ass. In one deep and hard thrust he buried balls deep inside of her, hitting the entrance of her womb with the same eagerness he always had and she always loved.

“Miss Evans! Mister Wald!”

The couple, not having even begun to really have fun, froze in place when they heard the scandalized voice of their head of house who had opened the door to their hiding place. They pulled back from each other’s faces and looked at Professor McGonagall’s stern face. It was a very uncomfortable silence that lasted for a few seconds before she spoke.

“I expected better from the Head Girl and Head Boy than snogging inside a broom closet past curfew.”

Neither Lily nor Rick had a visible reaction but inside they were panicking. They were not just snogging and they didn’t want to find out what would happen if Minerva found out.

“How long has this been going on?” the Professor asked, surprising them.

“...Before curfew?” Rick tried but the glare he got told him it wasn’t the right answer. He didn’t understand why she was interested in knowing that. Lily did however. At least about the part of when their relationship began.

“Easter of our fourth year, professor.”

A flash of satisfaction crossed Minerva’s face. “...I am making the rounds tonight. Make sure I don’t find you in there when I walk by again in ten minutes.”

She said nothing else and closed the door. A few meters away, she used her patronus to send a message to everyone involved in the bet. Three blue silvery cats ran in as many directions as they were to tell the losers to meet up in Dumbledore’s office. Today was a great day for her. Her lions had spectacularly won the quidditch cup, she won 75 galleons and her two favorite lions were together. She was in such a good mood that she went against her usual inclination of taking points for breaking the rules.

Back in the closet, Rick and Lily stayed silent, recuperating from the shock and fright. It was him that broke it first.

“The Room. Ten minutes?”

“... The room.” she agreed. “Why ten minutes?”

“I need to pick up something to make that day and that night truly special.”

She gave him a quizzical look but accepted his answer. Rick despite all of his instincts telling him not to, pull out from her. Both groaned at the loss of feeling from each other. Sharing one last kiss they excited the broom closet and went their own way.

Lily wondered what Rick had in mind. They won the quidditch cup, yes but that was hardly something new. It was the fifth time for him after all. How and why this night was supposed to be truly special eluded her. When she arrived at the seventh floor, she saw that the room’s door was there and she wondered if someone was already inside and if yes, where would they go to have a few intimate hours? Opening the door, she was surprised by what she saw inside. A round table with a red and gold tablecloth and lit candles at the edge of its middle. Silverware for two was on it. On the other side of the room was a huge window giving a great view of Hogwarts’ grounds and Scotland’s nature. The inky sky was enlightened by the stars and an almost full moon. Hearing a pop, Lily turned around to see Barmy. Before she could ask anything he snapped his fingers and bells appeared on the top of each plate - probably with food inside. He then popped away as fast as he popped in. She wanted to see what was under the bells but abstained. She didn’t want to ruin Rick's surprise for her.

Pulling her wand she began to transfigure her clothes. First lingerie. She knew Rick loves something daring and dark green with lots of lace and patterns. She took a moment for herself wondering exactly what to make that would absolutely please him. From the talk she had had with his Aunt Cassiopeia and the work she saw Ted do, French lingerie was the way. Having witnessed Ted, Charlus and Rick making clothes so often she knew how to make what she had in mind. A wave of the wand and a cloth appeared. Then, she began working on it.

The garment lay before her, an exquisite creation of lace and desire, dark as the deepest midnight and just as intoxicating. The delicate floral lace wove intricate patterns across the bodice, each thread a whisper of temptation against bare skin. Slender black straps framed the neckline, teasingly delicate, their purpose seemingly ornamental rather than practical. The cups, sheer as a lover’s sigh, plunged in a deep V, their scalloped edges skimming over curves with an intimacy that seemed almost illicit.

A satin band cinched the waist, smooth and firm, molding to the body as though it had been designed for her alone. Below it, dark ribbons crisscrossed the torso, a lattice of sin and suggestion, reminiscent of a corset laced just shy of undone. The lace panels along the sides wove an intoxicating contrast—partly sheer, partly opaque—revealing just enough to set the imagination alight.

The lower hem dipped into a scandalous cut, framing the hips with lace as fine as the touch of wandering fingers. Suspender straps, thin and trailing, draped down in invitation, waiting to be fastened, to complete the vision. And then, at the center of it all, the most wicked of secrets—a daring cutout, open and waiting, offering no pretense of innocence.

It was not merely a garment. It was seduction, woven into fabric. A promise. A challenge. A night waiting to unfold.

For a dress she didn’t think much about it. For one, she was sure she wouldn’t wear it for long and for two she already had a favorite dress. A bit of magic later and she was all ready. Undergarments, dress and shoes. The only thing missing was makeup. She had a solution for that however. She simply thought that she needed some and the room gave her some. It didn’t actually make it. Lily supposed it took the makeup from the lost and found room. Looking at the options she had, she chose what to work with and applied make-up on her face.

She was done just in time when Rick got inside the room.He paused when he saw her, then smiled. He too pulled his wand and transfigured his clothes into a dark blue tuxedo, almost black.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, Lily.” he confessed and took her in his arms for a kiss. “I know you already ate a bit at the party, that’s why I asked Barmy for something light although…”

Lily diverted him from the table. She simply couldn’t wait anymore. She has been horny since the end of the match a few hours earlier and what happened in the closet didn’t make things better. She extinguished all the candles’ light and thought of a king size bed appearing near the widow, lit only by the moonlight.

“I’m hungry but not for food.” she said seductively and pulled him with her as she walked backwards. “I don’t know why we even bother with clothes.”

“I had this grand plan of a romantic dinner but you dragging me to this cupboard changed things. Still, I love our night starting like this.” he pushed her down on the bed and began to kiss her neck. He removed her choker to leave hickeys and bite marks while his hands began to explore her body and remove her dress. Lily was grabbing his ass with one hand and gripping the back of his head, pushing him more, more kisses, more contact with her.

She couldn’t take it anymore so she rolled them around and straddled him. Two ‘swishes’ of her wand and her dress was gone and so was all his clothes, including underwear. With the moonlight  shining on her from the back he really thought that there was no more beautiful sight in the world.

“Like it?” she asked, pointing to her lingerie by letting her hand glide over her body to end up cupping her chest and raising it.

“That’s the prettiest lingerie I’ve ever seen.”

She was pleased to hear that and she leaned down to kiss him. With one hand she took his cock and lined it up with her fold. There was no more waiting.

They were both ready and the teasing was driving them crazy.The witch let out a moan as the cock slid in her and her boyfriend grabbed her ass. The moment was perfect, the room, the moon, the heat, the smell. Rick was kissing her breasts and playing with them, trying to bring more moans from his witch girlfriend. Lily was bouncing on his dick with her arms around his neck and her eyes closed. He was holding her waist and was thrusting back and forth, not letting her do all the work.

When his mouth found her nipples he felt her tighten up and her nails dig into his shoulder. The pain only made him more turned on. Lily had her eyes closed and her head thrown back, enjoying the feel of the cock going in and out. She was so wet that her pussy was making sloppy noises every time she went up and down.Her boyfriend grabbed her by the neck and brought her face closer. Their foreheads were touching and they were sharing the same air as the witch continued to ride him. Rick was getting close and his grip was making her unable to breath but she didn't want him to stop. She was also close and just wanted him to come.

“Please, I'm so close.” she managed to say despite his grip on her throat.

“Not yet." he groaned as his balls began to tighten.

“Please, please, please.” She kept repeating it over and over.

He finally kissed her and she took a deep breath and started bouncing harder. Her legs were beginning to hurt and she was sure her ass would be sore in the morning but she was determined to make him come first.

“Lily!” he screamed as his grip tightened and his dick spasmed, emptying his seed into her.

She could feel it filling her up and her pussy began to convulse. She had quite the orgasm, her juices mixing with his cum and drenching his crotch and her inner thighs. Lily fell on his chest and tried to catch her breath. His arms were around her and he was holding her tight. His hand was slowly moving up and down her back, tracing patterns.

“More.” she ordered. She raised from his chest and went on all four, facing the window. She lowered her chest onto the bed and used her hands to spread her asscheeks offering him her asshole. After her very first time doing anal sex, the redhead had been hooked. That wasn’t new. What Rick didn’t know however was that she had bought toys to get herself used to his girth. They were small at first then bit by bit she enlarged them until they almost reached the size of his dick. Even Marlene didn’t know about this. Only Dorea did. What no one but her knew however, was that during the day she went to class with a plug in her ass. Since she wanted it to be a secret and a surprise for Rick, she couldn’t use them during the night since he and Marlene were sleeping in the same bed as her. The day was the only time she could ‘practice’. Some days had been very difficult to go through and she was almost constantly horny but no one saw anything. She spend no time in giving him an invitation to fuck her ass in the dirtiest way possible that would have made a whore proud.

“I want more than a repeat from last time. Fuck my ass and fill me with cum. I want your cum inside me, dripping down my legs and ass and I don't care if people see it. I want to be your dirty bitch and feel like your cumslut. Fuck my ass, pull my hair and choke me. Use me as your toy, your sextoy, your whore. I want it harder and faster and deeper and rougher than ever before. Please, give it to me, baby. I want to scream your name until my voice breaks and feel your dick inside me for days. I want you to be so rough with me that no other man would dare to touch me. I don’t care what happens after this night is over but I want to be fucked like I never have been before. I need to feel it, need to know you're in control, not me. I just want to feel like a slut that was just fucked. Please, please, give me your dick, now. Fuck me now, fuck me hard, make it hurt and make me cum, please, baby, please.”

Most of the degrading things she said about herself were untrue albeit with a teeny tiny hint of truth. She knew he loved her talking dirty to him. He turned into a real beast when she did and she wasn’t disappointed in doing so when she felt his cock that was back to hardness, probe her rosebud. Not caring at all if anyone could have heard her, the scream of pain and pleasure that echoed in the room was the direct result of Rick plunging every single inch of his cock inside her asshole in one go, his pelvis resting on her fat and pillowy butt.

Immediately, her hands let go of her asscheeks and went near her head to grip the sheet. To hang on while Rick was giving her the ride of her life. He went full speed right from the beginning and she thanked whatever god was out there for making sure she had the presence of mind to train herself for what was happening. He was so violent and brutal that she prayed her poor starfish would be able to close again once he was done. At least that’s what she would have thought if she could have made a single thought. She was drowning in pleasure and pain and the only thing in her mind was to feel more of it. Even that thought went away when Rick took her in a choke hold. A minute of this and Lily came as hard as she did the first time they had tried anal sex. She completely drenched his thighs and the sheet below her. Her ass clenched so hard he exploded inside it, delivering as much cum as he could.

When he was spent, he released his hold on her neck and leaned back, pulling out of her and admiring his work. She may have been unconscious but her body was still twitching a few seconds more. The sight of her ass nearly made him hard again. Her rosebud was gaping and his seed was running down, passing over her pussy who was still leaking his cum and her love juice. Still feeling playful, Rick shifted her body so she would lay down on her back with her head at the edge of the bed, where he stood. He crouched down, kissed her forehead then her lips before letting his fingers softly and gently go through locks of her hair. He had been doing it for a few minutes when Lily opened her eyes slowly. She was disoriented at first but moaned at the pleasant feeling on his hand in her red mane.

“Are you alright?”

“Never better.” she answered with a very hoarse voice.

“Let me guess, more?” she nodded slowly and moved her head to feel his hand more.“How about a break?”

“After.”

“After what?”

“Clean.”

She moved a bit then let her head hang beyond the edge of the bed and opened her mouth. He understood what she wanted and he shook his head amusedly.

“You’re insatiable.”

“Hmhm.”

Rick stood up in front of her and laid his cock right on the middle of her face. She hummed in contentment and began laying kisses on it at first. When she had enough she began licking it. Using her hand she grabbed his dick to direct in so she could have better access to some part of it. Rick felt his balls grabbed and knowing his girlfriend, he took a half step to let them rest on her lips. A deep whiff of his scent later and Lily was kissing, licking and sucking on them for a minute or two, only stopping when his cock was back to full mast.

“Fuck throat. Not nice.” he understood from her badly intelligible voice.

Taking a step back he put the tip of his dick on her lips and pushed past them slowly. Despite what she wanted, he knew that in her state, going all out wouldn’t be good for her. No matter her protest and her hands trying to push his ass, he didn’t do as instructed. He wanted to enjoy this a bit, most notably the bulge in her throat every time he pushed his whole cock in her mouth. She whined in disappointment when after a dozen thrusts he completely pulled out.

“Why?” she rolled her body to lay on her belly, having recuperated more than a bit from the assfucking he gave her.

“Because this night is not going the way I planned it. I wanted to give you something and preferably we would be dressed and fresh. Not naked, drenched in sweat and our cum.” she noticed the sadness in his voice and reached for his hand with hers.

“Then do it now.”

“Lily… It’s not the kind of gift which-”

“Now. Come on, our relationship is a bit different from what normal couples have.” she insisted.

Rick took a deep breath and agreed to her request. He pulled her out of bed and led her in front of the window. The moonlight made her in his eyes one of the most beautiful sights. She still had her lingerie on her with cum still running down her thighs. By all means, she was dirty as hell and he absolutely loved it but no matter how enchanting he found her, he had the jitters.

“Well?”

Looking her in the eyes, he took another deep breath. Signaling her not to move, he went to his discarded clothes and brought a black velvet box the size of a hand palm.

“I… I know we’re still young but with the world turning for the worse outside of Hogwarts, I wanted you to know how much I love you. There aren’t any words in any language which could accurately describe how much I do.” She was looking at him intently, not caring one bit about what he had in hand. “That’s why I thought of this. It’s… a symbol of how deep my love is. When you kissed me for the first time in this very room… I told you as long as you were in my life I’d be happy. I still think it today. I just want you more in it. Permanently.”

He opened the box and Lily's eyes grew wide, nearly popping out of her head. On a red silk cushion was a golden chain with a huge golden ring. It had lions’ heads carved all around it with small red rubies between the heads.

“Lily, I-”

“I’m not putting that around my neck.” Despite how hoarse her voice was, its tone was implacable. Her answer broke his heart for a whole second. “It’s my ring finger and nothing else.”

“I… you…”

“Yes.” she replied with a smile splitting her face. “Now instead of making it a gift, how about you propose to me properly?”

Immediately, Rick was down on one knee. He took the ring between his fingers and removed the chain before letting it rest inside the box that he put to the side on the floor.

“Lily Jean Evans. Will you marry me?”

“I will, yes.” She replied with tears of happiness forming at the corner of her eyes. They began to fall when he put the ring on her left finger. Admiring the ring on her finger for a few seconds, her attention went back to her now fiance still kneeling in front of her. She took his head in her hands and gave him a kiss loaded with every ounce of love she had for him. When she pulled away, she led him back to the bed where she laid on her back and spread her legs as an invitation.

“Make love to me. Make me feel complete. Make me feel like I’m yours.”  She pleaded while using two fingers to open her pussy wider.

He did.