Chapter 1: Tony the Pony
For reasons that are not for me to disclose, Severus Snape suddenly found himself having to stay at Malfoy Manor for a night. He and Lucius had just finished a very pleasurable night of drinking and old stories, and he decided it was time for bed. "I will show you to your room then," Lucius said, and the two of them got up from the sofa and started to climb the stairs to the guest room which had been prepared for Snape. "Here we are," Lucius said as they entered the room. "Bathroom on the left, the other door is just a closet. Don't go in there unless you want to be...." He paused. "Actually, you probably will want that, but...well, just don't go in there."
Snape raised one eyebrow. He was pretty sure he did not want to know what Lucius was hiding in there. "Alright,' he said. Then he noticed Lucius was looking at him with an all too familiar smile on his face. "No, Lucius. No." he said. "Not that. NO!" He backed away from his friend, who was now advancing upon him with a maniacal glint in his eyes. "NOOOOOOOOO!" he yelled, as Lucius grabbed him and, even though he was smaller than Snape, managed to drag him to the edge of the bed.
"Yes!" Lucius said, trying to pull him down.
"Noooo... Oh, alright then, but only for a few minutes.." Snape sighed. He sat down on the bed, and pulled Lucius onto his lap. He wiggled his knees, singing "Giddy up, giddy up, thestral, wheee" in a less than enthusiastic voice, while Lucius giggled uncontrollably.
Snape's only consolation was, that if someone was to barge in during this, they just would assume they were doing something *very * different, and it would do no new harm to his image or characterisation...
For reasons that are not for me to disclose, Severus Snape suddenly found himself having to stay at Malfoy Manor for a night. He and Lucius had just finished a very pleasurable night of drinking and old stories, and he decided it was time for bed. "I will show you to your room then," Lucius said, and the two of them got up from the sofa and started to climb the stairs to the guest room which had been prepared for Snape. "Here we are," Lucius said as they entered the room. "Bathroom on the left, the other door is just a closet. Don't go in there unless you want to be...." He paused. "Actually, you probably will want that, but...well, just don't go in there."
Snape raised one eyebrow. He was pretty sure he did not want to know what Lucius was hiding in there. "Alright,' he said. Then he noticed Lucius was looking at him with an all too familiar smile on his face. "No, Lucius. No." he said. "Not that. NO!" He backed away from his friend, who was now advancing upon him with a maniacal glint in his eyes. "NOOOOOOOOO!" he yelled, as Lucius grabbed him and, even though he was smaller than Snape, managed to drag him to the edge of the bed.
"Yes!" Lucius said, trying to pull him down.
"Noooo... Oh, alright then, but only for a few minutes.." Snape sighed. He sat down on the bed, and pulled Lucius onto his lap. He wiggled his knees, singing "Giddy up, giddy up, thestral, wheee" in a less than enthusiastic voice, while Lucius giggled uncontrollably.
Snape's only consolation was, that if someone was to barge in during this, they just would assume they were doing something *very * different, and it would do no new harm to his image or characterisation...