The rivalry of two houses

Young James and young Snape

Rated mature for some future chapters. I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with it other than this fan fic. I don't own anything and no characters. Please enjoy what you read and post a review. Thank you! ^-^ Oh, and before I forget, in a previous chapter I said Snape's eyes were like a black then last chapter was a green I think, disregard the green one, I'll change it later.

"It's a promise ring.

Chapter 5

James was in the Gryffindor room after they had all ate and laid on his bed, thinking while no one around. It was easy for Snape to dismiss the curse himself, but the all genius couldn't figure out a way yet. He was happy for this because the curse was still on him and if he would have done more to want and break the curse, he would have to think of something tonight.

He smiled once more and smiled as someone knocked on his door to tell him that the very person he was thinking of was now here. So he got up from the empty room, walked to the door and told the five people to go somewhere else. The painting had glared at the Slytherin, expecting him to bring harm upon those inside, like every other Slytherin. She had stop as she swung open, students mumbling under their breaths, bumping into the man. Snape was expecting shocks of pain, but their came none, which resulted in a smile.

James noticed that ever since the spell, he has had more than that stupid look of boredom across Snape's face. He had succeeded in one thing that annoyed him, what else could he change? Greeting him, he stepped aside, letting the raven haired boy in the dark living area with only a fire for light.

He had lead Snape to the couch, sitting him down in a usual rude manor. He had not sat down himself, instead he still stood taking off his cloak, his sweater and his tie, finally sitting down next to him.

"Severus, I have a problem. Not with my classes, but with you, you see. I'm going to the Yule Ball with you and I don't need Lucius being a dick to me in doing so. Anyway to the point. I want you…to go out with me, permanently. If it's fine with you..?" Snape didn't know what he was hearing. It all seemed like a dream come true for him, but of course there was a catch. There was always a catch.

"So, if I agree, I can't be hanging out with Lucius? And then on top of that, I would be humiliated by you in front of people, but be lover's at night? Screw that! I wouldn't want that kind of relationship!" Snape got up, mad and vulnerable to James. He was his crush/first love in yet he was giving him the hardest choice. To be with him or to be without him.

Though it was tough, he still picked the one he wanted most. He sat back down after his little speach, giving him a rude look. His eyes had begun to burn holes in James' skin, wanting him to burn. "Listen here, Potter. I will not be treated this way if I am to be with you. I don't expect much just maybe for me to stay friends with Lucius, less torcher, and maybe... I'll be yours; just don't expect me to not stop being friends with Lucius." What am I doing? I'd never do this! The bloody fool has got me wrapped around his finger… This man is unbelievable.

Snape then looked over to a smiling ear to ear Gryffindor. "What you fool?" Then James leaned in, giving him a kiss on the lips softly, caressing his cheek and moving closer. He was taken by surprise, making him scoot away. "Wh-what are you doing-?"

"Kissing you of course." He moved in more and smiled. "This is what you like, right?"

I do like it, but what does it matter? Not like he's really interested in a person like me. It's mostly for the hell of it, right? Snape closed his eyes and let himself be kissed. Moving into it himself, he was then laid down. It felt good but it seemed to move too fast when he had begun to put his hand up his shirt and sweater. Snape's half lidded eyes stared at the man making fast moves. If he kept it up, they would… No, he didn't want to think about it, not when he could stare into James' beautiful eyes.

The black orbs of the Slytherin grazed over the soft skin of the Gryffindor's neck as he was kissed on the neck, jaw, ear… Oh, the ear.

Severus moaned lightly, clasping his mouth shut with a hand, it soon being grabbed away slowly with a teasing smile. "You wouldn't happen to enjoy this, would you Severus?" James then let go of that hand and resumed its place under his shirt. His head went back down his mouth finding a piece of collar bone and sucking lightly. Yes, he was going too fast, but he wouldn't go farther, right?

James got up, hovering over the boy and smiled. "Is there anything you would like for us to do?"

"Yeah. To slow down. I don't want my first time to be some mistake, not like you are, but still… James, don't you think that kissing and touching is fine for now?"

"I guess. Hmn, fine then. Only kissing and touching, then after the ball maybe something else?" He had stated seeing how far he could push it. Hair landed in front of his face and Snape smiled gently. James, shocked by the reaction blushed as the other moved it out of the way, only for it to fall right back.

"Anyway, I should be going. It would be bad for us to be seen like this right? It's bad enough that the paintings did." Snape stood up and fixed his uniform then his hair. James stood up as well and slipped his hands and arms around him, smiling. "I finally get to see you smile. You should do it more often. Come then." He pulled away and walked to the painting, tapping on it for her to open up. "Snape, I'll see you around."

Right back in his persona. I'd expect nothing less, from my lover… Wow, that sounds weird. "Right. By then, Potter." As he stormed out and walked a bit forward, the painting shut and back went on her glair. Looking forward awaited Lucius, which somehow made him feel uncomfortable.

Lucius leaned up against the wall, hair messed up and clothes askew, he spoke rather loud. "So, what did the ingrate want? Or rather, what did he do to you?"

"N-nothing. We just discussed his potions and things. Why? You're not my mother…" Snape stormed passed him, now past the good mood he was in and remembering what happened between them earlier. He walked down the hall soon followed by Lucius.

"Look, I'm sorry about not telling you. I just didn't know how to tell you."

"Just tell me. It's not like I have strong feelings for you, past best friends. It's not that hard. Now, if you don't mind, I still have work to do." As he went to go away Lucius pushed him against the cold stone wall, his face nearly inches from Snape's. "I will not lose to him. I'm still here for you, understand?"

Lucius really did care for his friend, maybe a little too much, but just the right amount for someone who he loved. Potter was going to get it, whether it be horrible or not, he was driven on making him miserable. If only he knew about their relationship.

The raven haired man pushed away from him and went to the tower alone, soon surrounded by work to keep him occupied. The blonde just glared at the back of the other's head, folding his arms and mumbling under his breath. Something had changed and he would find out.

The Yule Ball had arrived and everyone was in an up roar. The games going on and more conflicts then Snape would have liked. Between Lucius and James, it was hard to keep both happy. How was he supposed to accompany James if everyone would see? And now that Lucius followed the raven around, he had spent less time with James then when he was torturing him.

James had walked in the small, well, rather large foyer with his friends, laughing at Peter and his wardrobe. It was too crowded and where was Snape? As he looked around him, Serius Tapped on his shoulder and grinned. "Looking for a date? You're a bit late for that. See? I even got me one!" Ramus laughed and sighed. "If you call a friend a date. If so, all of us are dancing partners. Just imagine, two guys dancing."

James had blocked them out. It wasn't ridiculous for him. He loved Snape. Even more so now then when he asked him to go out with him. He did it to fuck with Lucius and Snape, but soon got caught.

"Hey, are you even listening?" Serius had asked, his coat over one shoulder and a loose shirt and tie. Black pants and black shoes. It fit him, but not with his date. "So, Lily, want to go dance and ditch these losers?" Black had said, hugging her close with an open arm, the other in a pocket. "I, guess… Bye, James."

"Yeah…" James had mumbled, soon going ahead to the ball.

Inside was a mass of white and beautiful lace. The 'sky' was filled with fake snow along with small candles. Each little table had glasses that refilled along with a few miserable people. He had not yet found Snape and he grew tired. He had something for them planned, but where was he?

He crossed the dance floor to look for him and was finally successful. What he saw was what he was dreading. Lucius stood next to Narcissa, his fiancée at the time and Snape sitting in front of them. Lucius' small smile had faded into a frown. Trying to be gentlemen like in front of his date, he spoke to the Gryffindor, though already knowing what he was to ask.

"Potter, I was just telling my love of your, skills. Though she knows already she had said. What has brought you to our company?"

"Snape is missing our daily studies. Though I distaste the idea today, he has given me a strict schedule. How are you Narcissa? When will the wedding take place?"

She looked peeved at the question, though rather more at the Gryffindor intruding. "We've decided after school is done."

Snape's face had brightened with embarrassment. He looked down and then got up slowly. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Lucius, Narcissa, good evening." His black hair was brushed back and to the side, falling gracefully over his black coat. He wore almost the same color as James, but he didn't want to seem too suspicious to others.

They walked quietly until James pulled the invisibility cloak over them and disappeared to an abandoned tower.

James took the cloak off of them and covered Snape's eyes. "I don't want you looking yet. So turn around and close your eyes." Snape did as he was told and giggled in the process. Whatever he was up to, it better be better than the ball, though he was finally alone with him, which was already better.

James laid down a large blanket, putting food and things on a table and playing music by a megaphone. "Okay, now you can look." He smiled and laughed as he saw Snape's reaction. "Apparently I did well."

"You did wonderful. How'd you get…never mind. I missed you; it's been forever for me." Snape latched himself around James, smiling ear to ear. "You did wonderful." He said as he gave him a long meaningful kiss, lasting what seemed like forever.

"What would you like to do first? Either way, I have a surprise for you." They sat down on the blanket, soon curling up next to each other.

Within the past few months both men had grown to love each other even more, only still kissing and going as far as jacking each other off. It had made it seem like it could last forever. Maybe it could for Snape, James thought, but he knew that it couldn't for him.

"Rather than you pick, how about we have our first dance?" The brunette had gotten up first, and then helped the raven up to join him once more. They wrapped their arms around each other and had begun to dance slowly to the music. The Gryffindor had pulled away and grabbed the Slytherin's hand, putting a silver band around his ring finger.