Chapter 1:Intro
Snape glided menacingly across the linoleum of the enormous building. Slowly trailing behind him walking in long prideful strides was Draco Malfoy, with a slight look of malevolence plastered across his face.
"So Draco tell me again what precisely you were doing in the forbidden forest at this time of night" Snape said flatly.
Draco had been "wandering" the lengths of the forbidden forest in the darkest hours of the night when he had, coincidentally, ran into his Professor. What exactly Draco had been doing in the confines of the brooding forest was unbeknownst to Severus. But what the potions Professor had been doing was the bigger mystery.
"I presume that you are not going to tell me why you were sashaying about one of the most feared areas on Hogwarts grounds" He sneered, making it more of a question than a statement.
"I might consider it …" he started snottily.
Snape stopped in his tracks and spun on his heel to face his young but not quite SO young contender.
"Watch your tone Draco, if your father catches wind of your insolence toward me…"
"Could we move along Severus, I would hate to be rude but I have quite a bit of Potions homework, you should know that though".
Snape's face went blank and he froze, Draco following suit. He allowed himself a tiny grin before straightening his robes and turning to walk away. He made a small mocking laugh that Snape could only barely hear over the clattering of the young boys' shoes. Then he stopped suddenly, and turned back to face the stunned professor.
"Oh, and should you mention this to my father Severus, might you tell him why you were in the forest so late?". With that he turned and started for his room.
After that utterly embarrassing confrontation with Draco, Snape made a B-Line for his room also. With less confidence in his ghostly stride, he made his way to his office to retrieve a sleeping potion he had concocted recently. He would have great trouble sleeping after such an encounter.
As he was on his way out of his office, potion wrapped tightly in his sweating palms, Snape wondered what it was that kept him silent while the young man whom he protected beyond reason gave him the old what for. The thought occupied his mind as he was thinking back on the way Draco had so mockingly walked away from him. A walk he had thought that he had perfected over his years playing the role of a self-serving jackass of a Professor. He willingly remembered the way folds of the boys' nearly white hair, raised and fell on his head as he walked away. He shook his head lightly as if to rid himself of the thoughts occupying the vacancy of his mind. Maybe he was just tired. Maybe he just needed to sleep. Yes that was it. He just needed a rest.
Draco rose from his bed early the next morning. He sat up slowly, eyes glued closed with sleep, and rested his soar body on the bed's backboard. He rubbed at his icy blues and then ran his pale fingers through his pale blonde hair. He was becoming a bit shaggy. With all the work he had been doing lately, he had little time to groom himself. Of course not much grooming was due. His looks were stupefying, one trait he had received from his father that he valued.
He was out of bed in another five minutes and into his emerald slytherin attire. Making a quick decision to skip breakfast and take a walk to the common room. So he could think. Snape seemed oddly suspicious of his activity in the Forest the previous night. As all the students knew and ignored, Draco was Snape's favorite student, some even considered the evil boy the Professors "protégé".
But despite the somewhat friendly ties between professor and student, Draco could not let Snape get suspicious. If Snape was going to begin pursuing Draco on his little conquests, he would need to find a new place. For if Severus saw the activities that he was engaging in. Not only would he lose his title as teachers pet, he would lose all his pride.
End Intro-