Disclaimer: I do not own this, nor will I ever. I am not making any profit off of this story and am only using it in fun.
Rating: M for some sexual situation and bad language
Summary: Marauder's Era. Sirius Black tries to make up for bullying Severus Snape with his marauder buddies. Slash. One Shot. SS/SB.
A/N: Thank you for reading.
A Lover's Discontent
"Snivellus." The voice called out softly, almost kindly but Severus Snape paid it no mind. He was not in the mood for it tonight.
"Snape, please its been too long." A head cocked to the side, shaggy black hair swinging with the force of it. "You can't still be mad at me for what happened earlier! You know I had to do it." Severus snapped his head up, black eyes burning with rage.
"Why is that, Black? Why did you have to do it?" He practically spat the words out, Sirius Black looked shocked but only for a moment.
"We can't tell anyone about us, you know why we can't. I have to keep up appearances." Severus dropped his head and began to read again, he flicked a hand in dismissal towards the man behind him. Black growled deep in his chest.
"You know I hate it when you do that." The voice was soft but filled with anger.
"I know." He turned the page of his book and started to take his notes down again.
"Then why did you do it? It's just us." Severus looked around the quiet library, there was in fact a few lonely first year Hufflepuffs clustered together near the far corner of the room. One glanced over to them, eyes unusually bright in the darkened room and waved a small hand. Severus did nothing but glanced behind him at the now waving Gryffindor.
"First years don't count, especially Hufflepuffs." Severus snorted.
"So much trust, foolish Gryffindor." Black snaked a hand around his chest, slipping his hand down Severus' shirt. Severus shrugged off the attention.
"I don't have time, I'm studying for NEWTS." He peered at Black. "Perhaps you should run off and do that yourself." Black sighed.
"No, you know that I'm sorry. Why can't you just forgive me and we can make up?" Severus ignored the puppy dog look and once again focused on his book. "Can't you even talk to me?"
"I can but I choose not to."
"I can't talk to you like this! Not everyone is perfect, we can't all live up to the Half-blood Prince's standards!" Severus shot to his feet, glare in full force as he stepped around the Gryffindor.
"I told you not to call me that, I told you." He whipped his wand out from his robed sleeve. "Petrificus Totalus." Black froze immediately a look of shocked disbelief on his face.
"If you can't listen to reason, than I'll just have to force it. I don't want to see you, I don't want to hear you and I don't want to think about you." He paused letting his voice practically drip with hate. "I hate you." He left then, his books hurriedly shoved into his bag and tried not to run out of the library. As he walked down the halls, he thought about Black, but could not find it in him to forgive. A third year Ravenclaw squeaked in dismay as he hurried past, her books thrown across the floor, but he paid her no mind. This afternoon had one more incident in a long line of problems. He was not going to forgive and forget. Fists clenched he stalked towards the dungeons, robes flying behind him.
"Sirius! What happened to you?" Sirius moved his eyes to see his best mate's girl waking casually over to him, a grin on her face. Her eyes slunk to his hand which was caught halfway between reaching for something and flinging back. "You're going to get a cramp if you stay like that much longer." The mirth in her voice was unbearable and all Sirius could think of doing was running after Severus. The git probably had locked up himself up somewhere to sulk. "Should I let you free?" She ask, wand twirling between her finger tips, expression almost serene. "Or will you just run off and bully Severus again?" Her voice had turned cold and Sirius was suddenly reminded of James saying that she could had a nasty temper.
"Do you think I don't know what's going on? He's my friend. He may not tell me everything but I've known him for years. You are using him, go back to your one night stands and leave him alone." With that she turned on her heel and left, only murmuring Finite Incantatem as an afterthought. Sirius slumped down his shoulders hitting the bookshelves behind him, earning a glare from the Librarian. He ignored her to stare at the stop where Severus had left.
Maybe he should just leave him alone. It would be for the best anyway wouldn't it? He left the library heading off towards the Great Hall still thinking about. Rumors were circulating about the Slytherins joining the madman with the pureblood mania, Sirius knew too much about it all ready his parents pressuring him to join the years before.
He walked calmly down the corridor, only casually watching for a sulking Severus. He stopped when he seen a couple snogging, half concealed behind a tapestry. He knew what would make Severus believe that he really wanted him, that he wanted a commitment. He jogged towards the Gryffindor dorms, he needed to look at a certain map.
When he reached the red and gold common rooms his friends James and Peter waved him over. James leaned across the chess bored the two were used to raise his eyebrows suggestively.
"Where were you just now?" Sirius said nothing but spotted Lily not even a few feet away from them. She was watching him through a curtain of red hair.
"I was with a friend." He knew that wasn't the right thing to say, James would pounce on the tidbit and demand more details.
"Was it that Ravenclaw in sixth year? What's her name?" he looked inquiringly at Peter who shrugged, too engrossed with his next move to care.
"Daphne, no." Sirius shook his head.
"Well than, who has got you so bothered? And don't tell me no one, I can see that you are."
"Listen James, its someone who could be important, I just don't have time right now to talk about it." He looked imploringly at his best friend before lowering his voice to a near whisper. "I need the map and cloak." Peter made a sound of victory as he finally made his move, face set in a smug grin. James swung his head around and glanced at the bored for a moment.
"Yeah, of course you can. But I will want details later. Knight to C-3." Peter let out a cry of dismay as James' knight crushed his Queen with flamboyant force.
"Thanks."
Severus' walk was less that satisfying. While the dungeons usually felt like home, better than his Spinner's End had ever been. He felt suffocated the damp walls and idiot classmates. He had left all his books and research at the library so he decided that a much needed study session was needed, besides Black would never enter the library twice in one day. It was the only place that was safe from the mongrel, seeing as he had the passwords and new the secret entrances to the Slytherin dorms.
"Mr. Snape." He stopped at the sound of his name and visibly crouched lower. He did not need this now, on top of everything else.
"Yes, sir." He tired to sound busy as to not encourage a lengthy conversation. Horace Slughorn peered at him from across the rather large book held in his hands.
"I was wondering if you, per chance, had taken a look at the pamphlets I left you… the ones for the Potions Mastery with Jeanie McNally? She is a dear friend of mine and would surly love to hear from you, dear boy."
"No, sir." He didn't elaborate, instead he adopted a neutral look. He had no intentions of joining the Slug Club or having anything to do with the walrus.
"You really should, it would be a great opportunity for you." Severus nodded his head.
"Yes, sir." Slughorn watched him for a moment longer, his mustache moving rapidly up and down.
"Right then, best off." Severus nodded politely and sped towards his corner of the library. All his stuff had been left unmolested and Black was no where in site. The boy had so many admirers Severus knew he wouldn't be left frozen for long. The student population of giggling girls and uncertain boys would never let the "oh so handsome" Sirius Black suffer. With a sigh he say down and began to read his notes on the Wolfsbane potion.
He was so engrossed with the text that he jumped when a hand slid across his ankle. He knew who it was immediately, with a jerk of his legs he tried to push his chair back but a soft chuckle followed by a familiar spell locked him in place. He leaned down nose almost pressed against the tables surface.
"I don't know what you are playing at, Black, but I want nothing to do with this. Let me go." His voice was quiet but he hoped so full of menace that his captor would free him, if not from reason but fear. Another low chuckle floated to his ears, he felt a small amount of desire rise up at the sound.
"You wouldn't listen to me before, I am going to make everything better." Without warning Black's hands deftly unbuttoned his trousers and with a jerk they were pooled at his feet. Fuming he tried to perform the counter-curse only to have Black slap his thigh sharply.
"Now, now Severus none of that, besides it wont work. I've got it all figured out." Black placed a warm hand to his navel working slow circles toward the waistband of Severus' boxers. Trying his hardest Severus ignored the exploring fingers and instead focused on his work, he would not give Black what he wanted. He was stronger than that. The fingers probed the elastic band and pushed in, teasingly close. Severus ground his teeth and stared at the explanation of why Wolfsbane needed to be stirred counter clock wise first then clockwise.
At the first licked he jumped but quickly refocused on his work, his body however stirred, painfully. Even as angry as he was with Black he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out long against the Gryffindor's skills. With a gentle tug and a teasing tongue he was fully erect and straining to focus on the potions text.
A slow strong lick across the head caused Severus to shudder; his head hit the table top breath coming out in harsh gasps.
"Careful." Black said hand beginning to move faster. His mouth engulfed the head of Severus' cock and sucked hard, tongue pushing against the slit, at the same moment Black spelled a wave a pleasure to pulse through his companion's body. He bobbed his head for a short time before sucking hard.
"Oh." Severus said as he climaxed. Black slithered up the chair, his body invisible.
"I figured out a way we can be together." Severus, still feeling the afterglow of his organism, could only nod.
"We can be together like this. Without anyone knowing, without everyone watching us, together." Severus felt arms wrap around his waist, a mouth press against his neck. He stiffened and jerk out of the familiar and annoyingly comforting embrace.
"No." his voice shook with fury. "I will not be ignored, I will not be your fucktoy, and I most certainly will not be named the mad Slytherin with the invisible boyfriend." The curse lifted, Severus stood on shaking legs.
"Don't you understand? I want to be with you, but we can't!"
"Right we can't because of what? Because I am a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor? Because James Potter wouldn't approve? What is it?" he reached out blindly to grip the invisibility cloak to reveal the stricken Gryffindor.
"You know why we can't." The voice was quiet. Severus flinched.
"Well? Maybe I don't, maybe I need you to tell me." Black raised his eyes then pointedly looked at Severus' left forearm.
"Where we're you over Christmas break?"
"I was at home." Stony faced he turned away.
"With Lucius Malfoy and that psycho Voldemort?" Black hissed as he gripped Severus' arms in an almost death grip. The Slytherin nodded.
"You would know wouldn't you? Not quite as light as you would proclaim to your Gryffindor brothers right? Your family is not know for its light aspects are they? At least Regulus is upholding the family honor!" Black looked as if he had been slapped.
"You don't know anything! Fuck you Snape, I tried to make it work. I tired." Severus watched as he stalked away, feeling the grief in him swell and turn to hate. He felt a hot stab of pain where his new Dark Mark had been placed. He was being summoned. He quickly gathered his books and raced towards the doors. In a few moments his opportunity would be lost and the Dark Lord did not accept tardiness.
"Goodbye Sirius." He quietly said across the hall, only glancing briefly at the other man's retreating back.
The End