Love is just a downfall, which I will erase,…
"I never trusted you," a dark man spat and Severus smiled amused. "I'm sure of that," he answered and tried to find an easier position in the chair he was chained to. His dark hair seemed even greasier than usually and his olive skin was pale, as though he hadn't slept in days. "Don't agree with me!" the bald man growled and Severus just looked at him, a vague smile on his face.
"Don't look at me like that!" the man growled as the silence between the two men continued and placed his hands on the chair as he leaned in. Severus didn't look disturbed at all, even though he was chained to a chair and interrogated for several days now. "Don't you like it anymore? Please tell me if I'm annoying you Shacklebolt, I'd love to know," Severus said seductively with a mocking glint in his eyes.
Kingsley leaned in even more and his breath touched Severus' cheek as he whispered: "You love other things to Severus, but you can't have everything you desire." As he spoke, his hand ran over Severus' leg and the greasy haired man slowly closed his eyes. Softly Kingsley's lips brushed against his and Severus Snape breath stopped for a moment. The next moment however, he leaned in en their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Kingsley's hand were still on Severus thighs, as the other fought with his chains, trying to grab Kingsley Shacklebolt. Their tongue's were fighting a war that was equal to the one raging in the magical world.
After a few moments however, Kingsley broke off the kiss and for a moment looked Severus right in the eyes. His hand gently touched his cheek and a slight blush appeared on Snape's olive skin. Totally unexpected Kingsley slapped him so hard, Severus fell over, chair and all. Severus started cursing as his head made contact with the floor, but when the other man didn't answer he fell silent.
"Don't worry Severus, you'll survive," Kingsley muttered amused as he grabbed his wand en made sure the chair landed in its original place. "What the hell were you thinking! Idiot!" Severus cursed as he was set upright and the chains on his wrist were making an angry clanking sound. "Have you completely lost your mind!" he ranted on, but the words didn't seem to reach Kingsley Shacklebolt. The man was looking at his wedding ring, as though he had just remembered that he was indeed married and that his wife was waiting for him at home.
"Love is a downfall, which I will erase," he muttered as he looked at Severus Snape, who finally seemed to realize why Kingsley had brought him here, almost a week ago. From a small iron table, he watched the man grab a small bottle and his complexion paled visible. The dark man walked back towards the chair and came to an halt in front of Severus. "Drink this," Kingsley said and Severus sneered. "Do you really believe I'd drink that? Not a chance! I am a potions master, remember! I make those potions daily!" he shouted and Kingsley Shacklebolt took one step forward.
With one hand he pinched Snape's nose and when the man opened his mouth to protest he emptied the bottle in his mouth. Severus swallowed the green potion and started coughing. "Bye Severus," Kingsley said, but didn't even look at the man, who seemed to disappear more with every breath he took. When there was nothing left of the potions master, Kingsley turned around and left the room whispering: "Love is just a downfall, which I will erase,…