Hi everyone!! I'm sorry I know I should be updating my other stories Unintentional Love or The Other Boy (which im thinking of pushing to the side for a little while but as I wanted to be sensitive in Unintentional Love so I needed a story to fuel my smutty mind into. This story will be three chapters long (hopefully) with some different and odd pairings. This chapters pairing is James/Severus yay! I hope you like it!
Oh, yeah. I can't remember if Rodolphus Lestrange had been described but I imagine him like Madcarrot (from DeviantArt). If you need help look at her (his?) pictures. She (he?) is really talented!
"It has come to my attention that a group of Gryffindors have been bullying certain individuals from Slytherin house," Professor McGonagall informed the marauders in an icy voice. "Now, you boys wouldn't know anything about this incident, would you?" Her eyes narrowed dangerously as James Potter stepped forward.
"Of course not, Professor," James answered, giving her his best 'who, moi?' look. "Professor, you can't believe it was us. All Gryffindors hate Slytherins, even you don't get along very well with some of the students. Anyone could have committed these vile attacks." Sirius nodded in agreement while Peter looked at Professor McGonagall's feet, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. He's such a baby. Anytime we get in trouble he just bursts into tears, Sirius thought. Remus avoided his friend's eyes, refusing to share the triumph the other two boys felt for their most recent prank on a certain dark-haired Slytherin. The two less responsible members of the marauders see even getting into trouble as a laugh. Then when Gryffindor lost house points Sirius and James would plot their revenge against the Slytherins they got in trouble for harassing.
"Don't try to be cute Mr Potter. I know it was you four that were the antagonizers because one of the victims told me so," Prof McGonagall carried on, giving each boy a long stare. Sirius started to protest but he was cut short by the infamous large vein on the professor's temple. "Do not try to deny it. I have questioned the boy and several others in both his house and my own. I do not need to tell you how disappointed I am. This kind of behaviour will not endear you to your classmates," Remus looked up from under his tawny bangs in time to see James and Sirius share an 'oh, really' look. Sirius tried to smile at the young werewolf but he looked away, feeling disgusted with himself. A long silence settled over Prof. McGonagall's office. "Now, in the past I have been aware of the scuffles between you and certain individuals. However, I can no longer turn a blind eye, considering how vicious the attacks have become-"
"Now hang on Professor! It's not like they're such innocent victims. They've pulled more pranks on us than we have on them," Sirius blurted out.
"Mr. Black, you will do well not to interrupt me again. I understand that they are not completely blameless but they have not pulled such 'pranks' that would result in the object of said escapade being mortally wounded. Will you let me finish? Or do you need to butt in again?" Sirius would never admit it but her argument had definitely hit home. He remembered all too vividly the time Remus almost killed that greasy bastard because of him. How could I forget? The consuming guilt of having almost ended a life, the crushed look on Remus's face when he had faced expulsion was too hard to forget. If it hadn't been for Dumbledore Remus and him would have been expelled. The transfiguration teacher eyed the boys before resuming her scolding. "Professor Slughorn, the Headmaster and I have agreed that if any of you or any of the Slytherins fight again you will be threatened with expulsion," the bottom of Peter's stomach dropped onto the floor, making a metallic 'clang'. The small boy looked at his friends to make sure it had just been his imagination. Expulsion? I can't get expelled!
"But Professor, we don't get along every well, we're bound to fight sooner rather than later," a voice said. Remus didn't realise till later that it was his. Sirius and James nodded in earnest.
"I understand that Mr Lupin. This measure is to stop you boys and your Slytherin rivals from killing each other with an innocent 'prank'. It is understandable for you to fight every now and again. The 'fighting' that will not land you an early ride on the Hogwarts Express is normal, light teasing. However, anything else will not be looked on as kindly," Sirius slowly raised his hand as if they were in class. The elderly witch sighed, "Yes Mr Black?"
"What do you mean by 'anything else'? Normal, light teasing isn't as defined as you may think Professor."
"Fine, if you boys need a list I will give you one. However, do not think that just because I do not say it now, you will not receive punishment for it. I will not condone: cursing other students in class, in the hallways, which you shouldn't be doing anyway, or in the grounds. You will not sabotage their school work, call them vicious names, and remark on their height, looks or other physical characteristics. You will not poke fun at their religion, orientation or nationality. And neither will you use racist comments when in or out of earshot," Remus did look at his friends expressions at the last item on the list. I think the marauders have done all of that except racism. Had we ever been racist? Remus struggled to find an example of that particular abuse. "As you may have guessed these rules also apply to your Slytherin counterparts. Any questions?" When no answer was forthcoming the teachers dismissed them.
The four companions walked down the stone corridor, two guilty and two thoughtful. Their footsteps echoed in the passageway.
"Well, that was annoying," James said.
The silence that stretched between the marauders was almost tangible and for the fattest member was too much. After saying good night to his friends Peter scurried off to the Gryffindor tower.
"Hey James, where are we going?" Sirius asked. James mentally winced. Why does he always have to ask me?
"Why don't we go sit by our tree?" Remus suggested. Oh, Remus you life saver James thought. Can Remus read minds? Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he could. Remus gave James a kind smile who winked back.
***
"But, Professor they were the ones that started these fights! All we did was stick up for ourselves," Severus Snape complained at Professor Slughorn. He had been summoned into his head of house's office with his only friends, Rodolphus Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy. The blond was gripping a table so hard his knuckles had gone white. Unlike Lucius who went pale when angry Rodolphus had turned redder and redder till his face matched his flame-like hair. The rotund Professor held his hands out in a placating gesture.
"Now, now, boys there is no need to get angry-"
"No need?! This isn't fair! We shouldn't be punished they should. We haven't done anything," Rodolphus complained. Lucius and Severus seemed uncomfortable with the red head's comment.
"You three know that isn't true. You have delivered just as many blows as you have received I'm sure," He ploughed on before one of the irate boys could interrupt, "I would be disappointed with you otherwise," The Head of Slytherin shared a brief smile with his students, glad to see Mr Lestrange calming down. "I'm sorry that you boys feel it is unfair but this is the way that Professor McGonagall, the Headmaster and I have decided to handle the situation. There isn't any room for discussion Mr Malfoy."
The young blond bit back his scathing comment and crossed his arms. Despite the situation Severus felt the corners of his mouth lift up, he looks like a five year old that's been told he can have his sweets after dinner.
"I know it may seem unfair but this really is the only way," Professor Slughorn said before ushering the angry teens out of his office.
"Hey guys can we go to the library? I need to look up something for herbology," Lucius asked. He looked down at his personal librarian and stopped at what he saw.
"I can't believe this! How come we have to be punished too," Rodolphus ranted as the trio travelled down the passageway. "I mean, they're the ones that start everything! They're the ones that aggravate us! They're-"
"Shut up Roddy! You're not helping," Lucius called to the red head who, during his rant, hadn't realised he had left his friends behind. Lucius was crouched next to Severus who was holding his head in his arms.
"Aw, fuck. What's wrong Sev?" Rodolphus turned on his heel to hunker down next to the distressed teen.
"Nothing, just fuck off Rodolphus."
"Severus there's no reason to get angry," Lucius admonished.
"C'mon Sev you can tell us what's wrong. Does your stomach hurt?" The black-haired boy looked into Rodolphus's serious face before flashing him his crooked grin.
"No, it's nothing like that," the two elder boys were glad that their friend wasn't crying. Severus was the youngest out of the three and Lucius and Rodolphus had always felt the need to look after him, despite Severus's superior magical talent.
"Then what's wrong," Lucius wrapped his arm around Severus's bony shoulder. Said boy made sure the passageway was still empty before carrying on.
"I just feel bad about telling McGonagall about those idiots," he mumbled into Lucius's sleeve. The blond glowered at Rodolphus for his previous bitching.
"We don't mind Sev. Really I was just being a prick. The only bad thing is we can't get the bastards back," he assured.
"It's not that," Severus said plainly. "It's just I've had to put up with their shit for six years. Six years. I just wanted our last year to be normal, for me not to feel hunted every moment of the day. I just wanted a break." Lucius ruffled Severus's greasy hair and Rodolphus placed a kiss on the boy's pale cheek. The teen made to break out of the suddenly too close embrace before his molesters squeezed him into a Slytherin cocoon.
"Snape sandwich!" Rodolphus exclaimed, causing Salazar Slytherin to roll over in his grave, but he got the desired result. Severus gave his best friends his rare uneven smile. They gave him a little room to breathe.
"It's ok, Sev, we understand. Maybe it'll give us more time to study for exams," Lucius gave Severus his famous half-smile, referring to their past arguments on study timetables.
The sound of footsteps forced the three boys apart as if they had been electrocuted. Just after the boys had smoothed out their robes and assumed a slightly pissed expression the three boys they would rather not bump into rounded the corner.
Black, Potter and Lupin stopped as they caught sight of Lucius and Rodolphus forming a protective stance around Severus.
"What are you doing around here?" Rodolphus asked.
"What do you think we're doing? We're-"
"We're just going outside," Remus interrupted before Sirius could say something to get them in trouble.
"What are you up to Snivellus?" James asked the Slytherins, his eyes narrowing.
"We're going to the library," Lucius stiffly responded.
The silence lengthened between the two groups, Gryffindors at one end Slytherins at the other. This is ridiculous Remus thought. Is it really so hard to talk to them without using insults?
"So, how are-"
"Don't say such puerile piss in my presence Lupin, it makes you seem," Severus paused for a second "thick."
Sirius and James whipped their wands out as did Lucius and Severus. Rodolphus's head was cocked to one side looking Sirius up and down.
"Wait!" Remus exclaimed grabbing hold of Sirius and James's shirt tails. "Come on children let's play nicely. We're seventeen for Christ's sake! Is it so impossible to be near each other without resorting to such infantile actions?"
"So what do you suggest? We suddenly drop the past and become best buddies?" Severus asked.
"I know it won't be easy to get along but I'm sure we could at least try," the young werewolf said.
"Yeah right, Remus. Like it would be possible for us to 'get along'," Sirius said rolling his eyes, but pocketed his wand anyway.
"I don't think we need to drop all our hatred at once. Maybe all we need to do is ignore one another for a little while. Let some wounds heal," Rodolphus suggested. Remus looked at the red head in surprise then nodded in approval. The other Gryffindors snorted daintily at the suggestion while Lucius and Severus dragged their friend aside.
"What are you on about, Roddy?" Lucius hissed at his friend. Rodolphus looked at the blond then at Severus, flinching at the betrayed look in those black orbs.
"I'm just saying we could try it. And if that fails I have a cunning plan." Severus highly doubted that a spanner like Rodolphus Lestrange had ever had a 'cunning' thought in his life let alone one that would suit this situation.
"What is it?"
The Marauders watched as Rodolphus leaned into his friends, whispered something then cringed as they erupted. It's kind of fun watching them like this. It's like a soap opera or something, Sirius thought.
"Well, we could at least try Rodolphus's suggestion," Remus said to his friends. James looked like he might protest but gave up when Remus said "Please?"
"Fine," James said, taking over, "but you guys have to try too."
"Fine," Rodolphus said grinning like an idiot. Lucius sent them a self righteous look and Severus glared at the wall.
"We'll see you around then," Remus cheerily waved at the Slytherins as his friends dragged him in the direction of the front door.
***
A week later...
"Uh, that was so boring," Sirius exclaimed as he, James and Remus left the clearing where Care of Magical Creatures was held, Peter having had a different lesson.
"You can say that again," James stretched his arms over his head.
"Well, if you didn't like the subject why did you take it?" Remus asked his friends for the millionth time.
"Remy, we told you. We liked it in fifth year. It seemed like a good idea to take it again. We didn't realise it would be such a waste of time," Padfoot explained, Prongs nodded in the background. Remus shook his head at his friends. James began to riffle through his bag and then tipped the contents out on the floor.
"Dam it! I've left my notebook back in the clearing. It had all my notes for the Transfiguration homework in it," the exasperated teen said.
"Hard luck Prongs. Do you want us to go back with you?" James checked Remus over. It was the full moon tonight and he looked like he'd been hit by a truck.
"Nah you two go inside. Have a rest," he told Remus.
"Thanks," Remus beamed at him then hurried inside after Sirius.
James walked back toward the edge of the forbidden forest. It's been such a long week, no wonder I forgot the book. He had successfully ignored Snape and his cronies for seven whole days but his patience was wearing thin. I don't think I can simply ignore them any longer. Just ignoring somebody seemed so simple but not when that somebody was Snape. The small boy was such an easy target: he was stick thin, short, powerful magically but physically weak and other than his freak friends was incredibly unpopular. A perfect victim. Every time James walked past the runt he couldn't help but want to tease him.
I mean he's just so...so...defiant! He's so different from everyone else! The Gryffindor Seeker stopped at that thought. Different? What mould did Snape not fit in? The mould that adores you. That's impressed by you, an annoyingly accurate voice nagged in the back of his mind. Over the past week James had had a chance to properly examine his erstwhile prey. James could admit to himself, while none of his friends were around, that he admired the antisocial boy. Severus Snape was an ugly, unkempt, physically inadequate, nerdy, piece of nothing who despite being bullied every single day still managed to be himself. Snape didn't put on airs, he didn't bow to anyone, and he didn't care what anyone thought of him. Unlike you, James pushed the self-hating voice into a dusty corner of his mind. However, the voice was being more vocal than usual. You just don't like him because he doesn't suck up to you, because he's the only one who sees who you really are.
"Shut up," the brunet whispered. The sound of his quiet voice in the gloom at the edges of the forbidden forest jerked him out of his reverie. He could see the opening to the glade where his notebook had been left. The light filtered through the thick canopies, illuminating a crouched figure that James identified as Snape. James moved to stand behind a tree not having the energy to 'ignore' the boy.
The Gryffindor risked a peek around the tree and was outraged to see that the weedy boy was flipping through his notebook. James stepped into view to confront the boy but was forced back off of the path by the sound of footsteps. The two Slytherins he least wanted to see walked towards their friend, kicking up leaves as they went.
"Hey, Sev. What're you doing?" Rodolphus asked leaning over his sitting companion to look at James's notebook.
"Hi," the outcast replied, distracted. What's in my book that's so interesting? James though, trying to remember if he'd written anything incriminating in it.
"What's with the book?" Lucius asked, taking a cigarette out of his pocket. He offered them to his friends.
"Cigarettes are bad for you, you know," Severus stared accusingly at the offending fag. Rodolphus waved them away and Lucius stuffed them in his pocket.
"I offer you a cigarette out of the goodness of my heart and you refuse them in such an uncaring way. I'm hurt Severus, you hurt me," the blond lent against a tree and placed his pale hand against his chest, the picture of innocence, "and you haven't explained about the book. Is it yours?"
"Nah I found it over there."
"What's in it? Porn?" The thin boy pressed the book against his chest, foiling Rodolphus's attempt to swipe it.
"No."
"How could you accuse our innocent Severus of having such poisonous filth on his person," Lucius said taking a long drag on his cigarette. Rodolphus thought for a second. James could see the cogs turning in his head.
"Gay porn?"
"No! Of course not. It's just a normal notebook. And it's not even mine," the boy mumbled, blushing a furious red.
"Oh?" Lucius crushed his fag end under his boot. "So why are you looking at a normal notebook that isn't even yours in the forest all by yourself?" Lucius narrowed his eyes at the boy's guarded expression. Rodolphus plonked down next to Severus.
"It's Potter's," he admitted making James jump. Lucius made a 'hurry it up' gesture. "I nicked it from his bag during Care of Magical Creatures." Lucius arched an eyebrow in his best friend's direction. "I was curious."
"I thought we were over trying to discover their evil plans," the red head pointed out.
"I know. I was just...curious."
"About?" James shook his head. Snivellus is even tight lipped with his friends. I don't think I could be bothered with Sirius or Remus if I had to quiz them just to have a simple conversation. Hats off to those two for putting up with that weirdo.
"There wasn't anything I was curious about in particular. It's just during Potions yesterday both he and Black were giving this notebook more attention than their beloved wolf. I wanted to see if there was something in it."
"Is there?" The tall blond asked.
"Not really. But it does seem that making a chart of the people they find most attractive in school is more important to them than succeeding in Potions. They've dubbed it their 'would you?' list."
"Ooooh! Give me, give me, give me," the red head snatched the notebook that Snape offered to him. James winced from behind his tree. The 'would you?' list was just something stupid Sirius had suggested. It wasn't something he was terrified would be made public but it wasn't something he was proud of either. The list featured some stupid ones that were written as a joke. Sirius and I just wanted to see how far we would actually go before saying enough. "Ha! Lucius you've got to look at this."
James felt somewhat proud that his list was interesting enough for the cool blond to come of his high horse to read it. No matter how important or rich you are everyone loves a bit of gossip.
"Hey, hey Sev. Look, they've even wrote down guys. Who knew they swung that way?" The black-haired boy looked determinedly away. Lucius clocked his friend's uncomfortable expression and took the notebook out if Rodolphus's hands.
"Let's go. We're going to be late for dinner otherwise and who cares which morons those two find attractive?" Lucius threw the book onto the ground.
"I don't think all the people they're attracted to are morons," Lucius cocked his head to the side.
"Oh really," he drawled. "And who was this intelligent person who could attract people as shallow as Black and Potter?" Lucius's last remark hurt James more than he'd cared to mention. Shallow? I'm not that shallow...oh who am I kidding. I've been bullying a boy for six years because he didn't adore me like everyone else.
"Sevvy," the red head said matter-of-factly. Lucius stopped mid denial then turned to look at said boy who was beat red, his hands scrunched into fists. James kicked himself. They've taken it completely out of context! James had asked Sirius if he would do fat, ugly, Ethan Ainsworth from Hufflepuff and Sirius had retaliated. At the time James had said yes for a laugh but now...now his nemesis might actually take it seriously. This is bad. So bad.
"R-Really? Oh," Lucius sank down next to his mortified friend. "And...Uh." The blond looked at Severus helplessly. Despite his incoherence Severus still caught his meaning.
"Of course not! Why would I like that idiot? He's tortured me for six years and you think at a mere mention of him maybe liking me, which is almost certainly a lie, I would start pining for him? How stupid are you?" Lucius allowed the insult glance off his armour considering the state his friend was in.
"Well, if you ask me-," Rodolphus started.
"I DIDN'T!"
"-I think it would make perfect sense for you to like him."
"There is something wrong with you Rodolphus. Seriously, seriously wrong." Lucius shook his head at his friend's insanity.
"Is this about your plan if we couldn't ignore them? Because it would never work. I hate him." The boy said his voice dangerously low.
"I believe that my plan would work. My basis for it is that love and hate are not opposites. They're both a form of strong passion which you could divert by fucking Potter's brains out," during his statement the red head had moved to sit in a lotus position as if he had just finished passing on great wisdom to the incensed teen. Lucius stood up and offered a hand to Severus.
"Shall we leave the Zen master and go eat or should we first watch him struggle to stand up?" Severus took his friend's hand.
"Let's go back to the castle. I need something to settle my stomach." The two Slytherins left, ignoring their friends cries for help. James watched the red head ungracefully stand up and turn to leave but not before taking the notebook with him. The Gryffindor slowly sank to his knees, suddenly exhausted.
***
One day later...
James's thoughts were interrupted by a long, drawn out yawn.
"If you're so tired why not go to sleep Padfoot?" James suggested.
"Yeah. I'm not getting anywhere with this. I'll try again tomorrow." The handsome boy put his Transfiguration essay to one side and began undressing for bed. They were both tired, more so than usual. Last night had been the full moon and the marauders had enjoyed another four legged night of exploration. Remus was in the hospital wing recuperating from the strain, Madam Pomfrey not trusting the rest of the marauders to leave him alone. Wormtail snored loudly in his bed next to Remus's empty one.
James lay down in his bed, already in his pyjamas. All the other boys were either asleep or talking quietly with their neighbours.
"Night," Sirius said as he climbed into his bed.
"Night," James murmured. Padfoot looked up at his friend's apparent melancholy.
"Don't worry about Moony. We'll see him tomorrow, bright eyed and bushy tailed," the two boys shared a brief smile.
"I know Sirius. I just need to think about some things."
"Can I help?"
"Nah, I just need to think," James repeated. His friend took the hint and turned his lamp off, snuggling under the covers. James did the same, smiling as another yawn emitted from his friend's bed.
After what could have been minutes or hours the dormitory quieted down, until only even breathing could be heard. Though he was exhausted his mind wouldn't let him sleep. James rolled over in bed, trying to find a comfortable position. The boy soon gave up and allowed his mind to wonder. The first subject it landed on was Snivellus. James thought over the encounter he had witnessed yesterday. He had found out several things:
1) Rodolphus Lestrange was insane and he should never go near him.
2) Snape was gay. He had often heard rumours about the slender Slytherin, including the supposed scandal of Snape having an affair with Aloysius Abendroth, the Arithmancy Professor, which James knew to be false. Sirius had made it up after getting in trouble for a particularly nasty prank against the Slytherin. James now knew that the boy was gay because when accused of liking him Snape hadn't complained about his gender. He had also denied that the notebook contained gay porn more profusely than it containing normal porn.
3) This 'plan' the red head had mentioned last week definitely had something about him fucking Snape.
This last discovery had been a source of great mental anguish for the Gryffindor. When Sirius asked him whether he 'would do' Snape James had said yes. Over the last week the seeker had become obsessed with the short boy. Without the constant renewal of their hatred their animosity had begun to slip. James had very little reason to hate the boy except for the past and he had promised Remus to try and let it go. Without that past Severus Snape was oddly alluring.
Despite the large hooked nose, crooked teeth and hair that could use a wash of course. The boy was different from everyone else. James knew very little about him and the mystery surrounding him attracted James more than he'd care to mention. There was also the problem of Snape's alleged loyalty to You Know Who but the danger that enveloped him was quite the turn on for James. Though there were parts of Snape that were unattractive he more than made up for it. He was thin, short and would be a perfect fem. He had slender hips, and by what James had seen, had long legs that would make any girl envious.
James shook his head of the sultry thoughts, not wanting to go down that road. The confused teen thought of Lily Evans instead. She was beautiful, had a great body and had been warming up to him quite nicely. However, the image of the girl was doing nothing for his erection which shrunk slightly in protest at the loss of Snape. Ok, so maybe I have a slight problem. James had never considered himself gay before but neither had he considered himself heterosexual. He had been attracted to Lily so he had been straight. So does my new attraction for Snivel- no-for Snape make me gay? I need to talk to Remus. He'll be able to help me figure this out.
James swung his legs out of bed as quietly as possible. He moved to his trunk and retrieved the marauders map from under some textbooks and his most prized possession, his invisibility cloak. Swinging the latter over his head he tip-toed across the dormitory and into the common room.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" James whispered. The map showed that the corridor outside was empty so the boy opened the door and stepped out.
"Wha-? Who's there?" James ignored the Fat Lady as she peered into the darkness, looking for the student who woke her up. Making sure the cloak covered him up he started to walk with the marauders map in front of his face.
After a few moments he saw a name that made him pause. Severus Snape was out of bed, he wasn't even in the dungeons like all the other Slytherins. James looked at the 'Remus Lupin' label in the infirmary before setting off towards Snape. James began to run, hoping Filch wasn't nearby, as Snape sped up. His prey stopped in front of a seemingly normal wall before pacing up and down several times. James now saw his own label turn the corner and he caught sight of the pale boy. Snape was wearing a plain black jumper over threadbare pyjamas. His face was a mask of concentration. James gasped as a door popped into existence in the previously unadorned stone wall. He shook his head clear, ran the last few metres and slipped through the door after the boy.
They were inside an extremely small roundish room. The shape didn't really matter because all access to the walls was prohibited by stacks of books, old and broken furniture and other dusty odds and ends. Pushed up against a wall of stained books was a black and silver chez long. The fabric looked like it had belonged to Queen Victoria after Albert had died.
The goth sat on the chez long and sighed, a smile of contentment appeared across the usually stressed boy's face. James shuffled his feet, aware that the window of acceptably announcing his presence had been left on the other side of the door. However, the other boy's body suddenly tensed at the slight scuffing sound and stared straight at James. He looked at where the boy's feet were before carefully navigating towards the door. He paused for a second before reaching out to touch the seemingly empty air in front of him. James pulled the cloak from around his body causing the small boy to jump back, tripping on some discarded books and landing on the chez long.
"Hi."
"How...?" The boy asked in a daze. He saw the invisibility cloak pooled at James's feet and nodded to himself. "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" James countered Oh, how witty.
"Let's try again. Why did you follow me?"
"You were out of bed," James stated feeling more and more of an idiot.
"So were you. And ever since that little prank your friend pulled on me you are no longer Head Boy and so had no right to apprehend me," Snape smirked at my cringe. He's never going to let me forget Sirius had almost killed him even though I saved him.
"I just saw you walk into this room that hadn't been there before and so I decided to follow. What is this place anyway?" James allowed himself to examine it more thoroughly. The ceiling was domed and the stone walls had no windows, reminding him of the dungeons. Thick white cloth had been draped over some of the furniture.
"I don't see how that is any of your business," James frowned at the snarky teen. However, Snape lost his smirk as curiosity filled his eyes. "That's an invisibility cloak. Where did you find it?" James felt himself relax at the more friendly atmosphere.
"You answer my question first." The Slytherin considered his options before nodding. James sat down on the chez long and the inky-haired boy moved as far as possible from the Gryffindor.
"It's called the Room of Requirement. It becomes whatever you need the most."
"And you needed a dusty, depressing storeroom?" His attempt at humour fell flat at the hardness in the boy's eyes.
"Where did you get your invisibility cloak?" He repeated.
"It was my dad's. It's been in the family for a long time and he gave it to me just in case."
"Just in case you ever need to walk around after hours and stalk people?" Snape asked, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Encouraged by his light humour James shuffled closer. However, their closeness seemed to spook the younger boy.
"What are you doing?"
"I just thought we could...get along a little better."
"Have you been talking to Rodolphus?" The guarded expression gave way to suspicion.
"No," James blinked. Severus was transported back a few days ago.
"I'm just saying we could try it. And if that fails I have a cunning plan." Severus highly doubted that a spanner like Rodolphus Lestrange had ever had a 'cunning' thought in his life let alone one that would suit this situation.
"What is it?"
"Ok it'll sound really stupid at first," he warned them putting his hands out in defence.
"Well that's a bit of a given with you Roddy," Lucius rolled his eyes.
"I think the best way to get rid of the frustration that will inevitably build up is to be fuck buddies." The red head had said it so matter-of-factly it took a few seconds for the other two to properly comprehend what he had said.
"What??"
"Are you insane?" Severus spat.
"Just think it over. There is such great friction between us it would make sense. We don't have to start dating and all that lovey-dovey crap but if we become fuck buddies we'd eventually come to at least like each other."
"I vote for your first idea," Severus said looking at his blond friend for support. However, he was too busy looking over at Lupin to notice.
Catching Lucius's look Roddy added, "Dibs on Black."
Severus looked away unconvinced, did that mean I've been left with Potter?
"So you want to be friends, all of a sudden," Severus leant on one arm and looked James over. What's his game?
"Well...yeah," the Gryffindor looked distinctively uncomfortable.
"Why the sudden change of heart?"
"I realised the animosity between us isn't worth it. Since we can't fight anymore wouldn't it make more sense to make up? We're just unnecessarily hurting each other otherwise."
"So you think I should just forgive you for all the shit you've put me through? That I could dump all my hatred for you just like that? That I coul-" Severus was silenced by a pair of warm lips pressed against his. The startled teen tried to push away but James had snaked a hand around his body pushing him closer with a strong hand. His protests were silenced by the feeling of a warm body next to his, lips moving gently against his.
Severus had never been kissed before. He'd only allowed himself to imagine it a few times, resigned to dying alone. He hated being touched due to the potentially painful connotations of such an act unless it was his two friends: he knew they wouldn't hurt him. Severus never thought that being touched in such an intimate way by James Potter would feel so good, would feel so safe. His onyx eyes closed as he allowed himself to move into the kiss. His pale, long-fingered hands found their way into James's striped pyjama top.
James never thought he would enjoy kissing the lanky outcast as much as he was. The amateurish kiss spread tingles throughout his body and added fire to his newly born erection. But, alas, humans would always be inflicted with the need to breath. The two teens parted sucking in air. The kiss had been relatively chaste compared to other snoggs he'd had but it had set his heart thumping stronger than any other.
"Woah..." Severus's eyes were dilated more than usual, making his already large eyes seem huge.
"Yeah, woah," James moved in for another kiss but was stopped by the young goth.
"Potter..I...I've never done anything before," the blush on his face became more pronounced.
"Call me James," the boy replied, smiling kindly, "and don't worry. I'll teach you." The kiss was accepted this time but was broken far too quickly for either boys liking, "Just copy what I do."
James ran his tongue along the crevice between Severus's lips, seeking entrance. He was quickly admitted into the Slytherin's wet cavern. James began to stroke the other boy's slack tongue with his own causing Severus to moan. The delicious sounds went straight to his groin. Severus mimicked James's movements and moaned again at the resulting friction. The Slytherin was a little ashamed at his lack of control but when James squeezed his ass the thought flew out of his head.
James moved his mouth to the pure white skin of his neck and began sucking. Each lick and nip was punctuated by another moan. The older boy bit down at the soft virgin flesh at the junction between the collarbone and soothed the redden skin with his tongue. Throughout his ministrations James's hand had moved under the baggy jumper and shirt and had began to tease a pert nipple.
"W-wait!"
"What's wrong?" Severus's face was flushed with arousal. So cute James thought. "There's no need to be embarrassed," by the look on his face James knew he'd touched a nerve. "Can I take this off?" At his lovers nod the Gryffindor pulled the ill-fitting garment over his head. Underneath the boy wore a grey oversized pyjama top that fell to his knees. "C'mere," James pulled the delicate teen onto his lap, unbuttoning the top as he did.
"That's not fair," the Slytherin's bony hands fisted James's striped top. James revealed bony shoulders, rosy nipples and a flat stomach as he pulled the grey shirt off. Severus gasped as the cold air hit his naked torso.
"Not fair?"
"My shirt's off but yours isn't." James smirked at the eager boy.
"Go on then," he leaned away from the boy in his lap so the bony hands could unbutton his own shirt. Severus's mouth made an 'o' shape when James's muscular body was revealed. He looked down at his own skeletal body and felt disgusted. He moved to cover himself but was stopped by James.
"There's no need to be shy. You're so beautiful," Severus arched his back as James sucked eagerly on the pink nipples. James felt a hand card through his messy hair and decided he liked it. Sev's other hand raked up his back, his nails causing heavenly pain.
"Oh!" James bit down on the hard nub. "Are you joking?" The hand in his hair pulled his head up so he could look him in the eye.
"Of course I'm not."
"I wouldn't really describe myself as beautiful..."
"I would. I mean you skin is so," James swung his lover around so his was lying down on the chez long, "pale and," he kissed his way down the trembling boy's chest, "tasty" he briefly dipped his tongue into the boys belly button. "And it makes you so," James ignored Severus's straining erection and moved back up to passionately kiss the insecure boy before pulling back "beautiful."
"James please," he whined. Severus wasn't even sure what it was that he wanted but he knew he needed it and James was the one to give it to him.
"Can I...?" James fingered the elastic waist band of Severus's worn pyjama bottoms. The boy nodded violently making him smile. The trousers were pulled down and flung somewhere in the cosy room. James moved back to sit on his heals to get a good look at his new boyfriend. Severus's normally sickly pale cheeks were flushed a gorgeous pink, his nipples were hard and the normal sized erection was pointing towards his flat stomach.
"Please," he repeated. James quickly divested himself of his bottoms and leant over the pale creature. Severus wrapped his long legs around James's hips and rubbed their cocks together, making his lover gasp. Their mouths clashed together passionately. A small film of sweat developed on James's back as he thrust against Severus.
"Severus," he moaned into the bloodless neck.
"Yea-yeah?"
"How far do you want to go? Cus I'll stop if you want," all James wanted was to thrust his cock into the virgin tightness of Severus's ass but he wouldn't force the boy.
"I want you James." A clatter drew their attention to one of the discarded tables next to the chez long. A pot of lubricant had landed on it.
"I love this room," James said before leaning over to grab the pot. He looked questioningly at his lover who nodded, fear prominent in his eyes. James kissed him sweetly before pushing the delicate legs up and over his muscular shoulders.
He unscrewed the lid and coated his fingers in a healthy amount of the liquid. His first finger pushed slowly into the tight ass. Severus sucked in some air as he felt the uncomfortable feeling of being opened. He had contemplated masturbating like this before but he'd never had the courage to actually put a finger in himself.
"Ow..." Severus whined.
"Just relax ok?" He nodded and took a long, steady breath. James moved his finger in and out again and decided he had stretched the teen enough. A second finger was added and they were scissored. James's fingers were pushed further into that solid heat. When he saw the pain in his lover's eyes he kissed him to try and take some of the ache away.
James could feel Severus begin to loosen and so he started to wiggle his fingers around.
"What on earth are you trying to accomplish by moving them around like that James? Oh!!!" The Slytherin jumped as his prostate was brushed against and pleasure coursed through his veins.
"That was what I was trying to accomplish," he smirked at Severus's exasperated expression.
"Don't get too cocky, Potter." James shut him up by scraping his nail across the spot again. He did this several times, he thrust his fingers in and out and he curled his fingers to give his lover as much pleasure as possible. But when the other boy's prick began to leak pre-come James decided he was stretched enough and the fingers were removed, making Severus whimper.
"Are you ready?" James asked him.
"Uh-huh."
James slathered his cock in lubricant and guided it into Severus's virgin arse. "Nn!" The boy gritted his teeth as the Gryffindor buried himself to the hilt.
Breathing through his mouth James asked him if he was ok.
"Yes, I'm fine except for the awful pain!"
"Just calm down. It's like my fingers just bigger-"
"A lot bigger."
"-you just need to calm down. You'll get used to it," James gripped the back of the chez long determined to wait as long as Severus needed before he began to move. After a few seconds the Slytherin began to wiggle his arse.
"Ohhhh, Sev don't do that." The boy smirked at his lover's moan and arched his back into his cock.
"James...I want you to start moving." James grasped the boy's bony hips and pulled his long prick out of the tender ass, only to thrust back in. The Gryffindor angled his thrusts towards Severus's spot, glad that he could give his lover such pleasure.
"James!! James d-don't stop."
"Oh yes...Severus!" The thrusts sped up and sounds of flesh hitting flesh resounded in the cluttered room. Severus pushed into James's thrusts and has he did so the heat in his groin grew and grew till it was unbearable. His boyfriend noticed how close he was and so gripped the black-haired boy's aching red flesh. The smaller boy gasped in pleasure and then let out a long moan.
"Please James," his voice had become raw from screaming. "James!! Please...I need you! Harder! I need m-more," he mumbled. James's thrusts came faster and harder and more and more erratic, each time hitting Severus's prostate. The older boy pumped his lover's cock until he felt the milky white substance coat his hand.
"JAMES!!!" The young boy screamed before collapsing on the chez long. Severus's ass tightened impossibly during his orgasm drawing James over the edge. James collapsed onto his exhausted lover.
His softened cock slipped out and so James rolled Severus and himself so the younger boy was lying on top of him. A muted thump drew his attention to the table that the pot had been sitting on. A blanket had appeared this time which he grabbed and wrapped around them. Their breathing slowed down to normal.
James kissed the top of his lover's head and then stroked through the sweaty hair. The Slytherin avoided his eyes. James tipped his head up so he could properly look at him and was relieved to see he was only embarrassed.
"Hi," the dark-haired boy said, smiling slightly.
"Hi."
"Things aren't going to be the same are they?"
"No. But that's good isn't it?" After all that did Severus want to start ignoring each other again?
"Of course. But I don't know how well I will be received in the Slytherin common room when this gets out."
"Well, we could meet here. In secret. Until it can't be helped,"
"I'd like that," Severus looked fondly at the packed room.
"You never properly answered my question before. I now know this is the Room of Requirement but why does it turn into this room for you?"
"I started coming here in our third year. I hadn't become friends with Rodolphus yet and Lucius couldn't protect me from everyone," at James's concerned look he added, "not you. I'm not that popular in my own house either. When I heard of a room that became whatever you wanted I had to find it and when I did I simply thought 'I want a private place that no one could hurt me in' and this is what appeared. To me it's become a safe room that's exclusively mine."
"Sorry for barging in."
"Don't worry James. If we could meet up here, this room will be an even more welcome escape," Severus smiled that awkward, crooked smile that James had never seen, before burying himself into the crook of his neck. James looked down at the drowsy boy and saw a future. A future that would have plenty of bumps along the way but a future that had a happy ending attached.
James gently placed another kiss on that precious head before falling asleep.
Wow! My longest chapter ever! I hoped you liked it. Please don't forget to review i'd really like to know how you felt about it!