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The morning came far too quickly for Severina. She was not one to waste her day away in bed. She’d have her initial moment of lingering, but would get up to start her day, no matter what it brought. However, they were returning to England today. A portkey scheduled for this afternoon. At the beginning, the return trip home what what she looked forward to the most. Now?
Now she laid in a large, comfortable bed naked and sandwiched between two warm bodies; one soft and yielding, one firm and unyielding. For having never shared her bed with another before, she had not found it too difficult to sleep with Lucius and Narcissa. Though, perhaps she had just been too worn out to really take exception to having two individuals invading her personal space. The thought of the activities they had gotten up to in the night made Severina’s face flush, which she promptly hid in Cissa’s soft, fluffy blonde hair as the slgihtly smaller woman lay sleeping in Severina’s arms. The motion causing Lucius to tighten his hold which… caused her to flush more as she felt his semi-hard cock press against her behind.
Now, exactly how was she going to get herself out of this situation? Not that she wanted to, really, but… the natural demands of a freshly woken body were making their self known. She shifted slightly as she contemplated ways to slip from the entangled mass of limbs that held her trapped when she felt a kiss to her shoulder, and then her neck. Rina’s eyes closed as she helft herself relax back against Lucius.
“Goodmorning, Rina.” She felt her cheeks flush as he spoke into her ear, his voice deep and husky from having just woken up. Merlin… Cissa had to be taking contraceptive potions regularly to not yet be pregnant with his child, lower conception rate among Purebloods be damned.
Speaking of… she would need to get her hand on some rather soon.
“Good morning,” Rina replied, hoping he didn’t notice how her voice was slightly higher in pitch… an illusion shattered by his chuckle. “I need to.. extract myself…” Rina began to say, earning another chuckle.
“Of course, but it will cost you a good morning kiss.” Rina looked at him, aghast with her head turned slightly, only a slightly awkward position to hold.
“I have not brushed my teeth yet, and neither have you. So you will keep your mouth away from mine,” Rina said in a firm whisper, keeping her voice lowered as she half-lectures Lucius, not wanting to disturb the still sleeping Cissa.
“How am I not surprised… alright, I will relinquish my hold.” Which he promptly did before helping to extract her from the almost octopus-like hold of one Narcissa Malfoy.
Rina grabbed the largest bit of clothing to cover her modesty as she slipped out of bed - which happened to be Lucius’ dress shirt - and disappeared quickly into the en suite bathroom. Once in there, she took her time to compose herself. To reflect on what had happened, and the situation she was now in.
Lily was her best friend, and a childhood friend at that. This fact would never change now that their relationship was on the mend, or so Rina hoped. But her friendship with Lucius and Narcissa was nearly as strong, just in a different fashion. This sexual tilt could potentially complicate things. No, it would complicate things.
Firstly, they were married to each other. While it was common to take a mistress or lover outside of their marriage for the Purebloods, much like muggle nobility, it was not a position that Rina wanted to have. Not, at least, for the long-term. Not now, at least. As Severina Snape, perhaps. But now she was her uncle’s heir. She did not know her uncle well yet, but… there was a reason he had not had children yet, she was sure. And likely it meant he never would have his own. That meant she would inherit. She would have to marry herself, and…
What if this made things so complicated with her dear friends that it ruined their friendship? They were valid concerns, but it was a rabbit hole easily fallen into as well. One that took splashing cold water on her face to stall her thoughts long enough to pull out of them.
“Communication. It is what your friendship is based on. Talk to them.” Severina said these words to her reflection and took a deep breath. She then walked out to the room to find Lucius sitting up against the headboard of her bed - it was hers, this whole house was! - and Cissa cuddled up to his side still looking sleepy, but now awake. She merely reached out a hand toward Rina.
Thoughts of having this very serious, and needed conversation fled her. Later. They would have that conversation later. For right now… she went to the bed and let Cissa pull her in close.
“I like you in his shirt,” was Cissa’s hello.
“Don’t worry, I banished our morning breath with a spell,” Lucius assured her before finally claiming his ‘good morning kiss’, followed by Cissa who simply would not be left out of the fun.
An hour would pass before they get out of the bed to prepare for the day. They broke their fast with a light meal before conducting the ritual to transfer the blood wards to her, ensuring that she alone could allow anyone passage unto it’s grounds. The added benefit being… if she had to run from Lord Voldemort and his advances, she now had a place to do so. Hidden by ancient magics that even the powerful Dark Lord could not dismantle, even if he did know where to look.
Though she regretted the end of the short trip in the end, she had to admit that she felt… lighter as she returned to Prince Manor. The grief was still there, but in the month since she finally felt like maybe she was ready to live again. That she had a reason to, other than just obligation to her new family.