Caleb

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

" I have something for you Lucius, a present of sorts." Lucius turned to look at his father. The old man was looking good for his age, but then that it is just one of perks to being a vampire. He knew that look, that manipulative look his father sometimes had. He was planning something, something momentus. "Why thank you father, you shouldn't have really." Lucius knew the only way to find out what was going on was to play along with his father's games.

"Yes, its in your room," he drawled. Now Lucius was becoming very anxious, the last time his father had played these sorts of games he, Lucius, had come away with a broken arm and a split lip. "I do hope it's to your liking, Tobias and I had a hell job finding it for you, and you are so fussy." Lucius stared at his father in shock but quickly recovered when he saw his father's glare. He wasn't surprised at his father's generosity, it was his fathers secrecy towards the subject of the gift that bothered him. His father usually boasted to his friends about the luxurious gifts he lavished on his 'boys'. However, Lucius' excitement was getting the better of him so he made his way to the door, "Lucius?," Abraxas said "Play nice". Lucius looked puzzled for a moment but shook his head and left the room.

Meanwhile

Severus Snape woke up to the sound of chirping birds in an open window, he snuggled further into the soft sheets, Soft sheets??. Severus jumped out of the bed in an instant, Where am I?? What happened last night??. Severus was starting to wish he had said no to the gorgeous being, that was Regulas Black, when he had suggested going on a pub crawl. He could never say no to those beautiful eyes. Severus was so absorbed in his musings he didn't hear Lucius open the door. Lucius stepped into the dark room and looked around the room, he didn't see anything. Damn my gullibilty!!. He shoulf have known that something was wrong when Regulus had spent two hours going to the bathroom, Damn those Black brothers. If it wasn't one making a fool out of him it was the other. But how could Severus say no to the boy he had lusted over for four years?

Severus watched as Lucius Malfoy walked around the room seemingly looking for something. He knew Lucius from the incessant ramblings from some of the pureblood girls in Slytherin, particularly Narcissa Black. She had a picture of him on her bedside table, Severus had always thought her a stupid stuck up bitch, but she hadn't lied when she was describing Lucius. He was absolutly gorgeous.But wait... he was missing the point, what the hell was he doing in the same from as Lucius Malfoy? The man was a vampire for Merlin's sake. A vicious blood sucking leech. Suddenly Severus smelt something wonderful a gorgeous mixture of vanilla and cranberry. He continued to inhale the sensual aroma, he felt like he was in heaven. He shook his head so that he could think clearly.

He continued to watch Lucius stumbling about the room with the grace that only a Malfoy could muster until he made his presence known. "Excuse me, but what am I doing here?" To say Lucius jumped was an understatment, he spun around to face Severus with a look of disbelieve in his eyes. The emotion that he had shown was quickly masked behind his cold facade, "So you're the gift" he whispered so softly that Severus barely heard him. Gift? Severus thought. "My father has been so kind as to give me a gift for my amusement, it seems that you are the gift" he drawled. He took a few steps towards when his steps suddenly faltered and his eyes glazed over as he took a deep breathe.

Lucius quickly recovered and looked as if he couldn't breathe. "Get out" he rasped. Severus looked at him as if he had grown another head and continued to stare blankly. On noticing that he hadn't moved Lucius roared "Get Out!!". Severus scrambled to his feet and fled the room unaware of the pain he had left behind.