With a groan, Severus felt himself hit the ground, his wand already torn from his hand roughly and tossed to the edge of the lake. "Get up, Snivellus" James ordered, a crowd already gathering around the group, most faces shining with excitement, while others looked on with bored amusement. "I said get up!" James snapped, his foot connecting with Severus' rib cage. Sirius' eyes danced with delight as he watched from behind James, his mouth over the wound Severus had caused him earlier.
"Oh, let me" He said, excitedly drawing his own wand and pointing it towards Severus with delight, "Sectumsempra!" He barked out, a large gash appearing over Severus' chin causing the greasy haired boy to yelp, covering it with his hands as blood slipped between the fingers. Cheers rang out and Sirius took a joking bow to the gang behind him.
"Well Snivellus? Going to fight?" Sirius asked in a falsely sweet voice as he strode towards Severus, picking the lanky male up by his collar, his bemused eyes met empty ones and the boy spat blood in his face angrily, "Leave me alone, Black" He hissed in hatred. For once the boy's amused exterior crumbled, for once he realised how pure the hate was in the others eyes. Sirius Black was not one to be hated and he didn't like it in the least.
"Hmph" Sirius grumbled, dropping Severus to the ground uncaringly before moving to the side of the lake, "You want this?" He asked Severus with a smirk, picking up the others wand between his fingers and waving it a bit as if he were enticing a dog with a bone. Reaching a bit, Severus bit down on his lip knowing there had to be some payment for this act. "Bow. Bow to your master" Sirius said with a grin, James laughing, "You heard him, Snivellus, bow to him" He taunted.
Glaring fixedly from one to the other, Severus clenched his fists, "Never" He said firmly. "Is that your final answer?" Sirius asked in a feign disappointed voice, when he received no response he turned and held back his arm, "No!" Severus cried before Sirius hurled it out into the middle of the lake then dusted his hands off, "Too late"
With a look of pure dislike, Severus stood, shoving past James and heading inside the castle, his books left lying in the mud.
The next morning didn't go without event either as a bright red letter leapt from Severus' hands and hovered inches before him catching the attention of almost the whole room. "You pathetic waste of space! You expect me to replace that wand after you carelessly lost it? Next time try not to be so careless with your things, idiot! You were most likely causing trouble, like I expected anything from such a let down in the family!" With a glare, the paper shredded itself and burnt into ash.
For a moment the hall was silent, then the Gryffindor table roared with laughter followed by the other tables, even Slytherin. Turning red in embarrassment, Severus jumped to his feet, moving out of the hall past the Marauders who smirked, "Watch it idiot" James smirked, crossing his arms, "Not cool" Sirius muttered as Severus left causing James to turn to him with a raised eyebrow, "Come on, you know I was just pulling Snivellus' leg. Besides, since when do you stick up for him" James snorted. "I don't. Just…you know, he already got it bad enough this morning, and it's too early to be focusing on anything but food" Sirius defended.
Regarding his friend for a moment, James grinned, "Yeah, come on" He laughed, leading the group to their usual seat.
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"What do you want, Black?" Severus growled, finding a wand pressed close to his throat, his voice lowered in a whisper. As much as he'd like for Black to back off, he wasn't about to attract attention from the Librarian.
Sirius fell silent for a moment, regarding the words before he pressed his body closer to Severus' without moving his wand. "Silenco" He whispered, removing the others ability to speak before he roughly plunged his lips down against Severus' the kiss lingering for moments in which he slipped his tongue between the frozen lips, forcefully claiming the other as his own and exploring the every detail of the Slytherin's mouth before drawing back, regarding the boy then turning on his heel and leaving the Library briskly.
Falling into his seat, still unable to form words, Severus stared at the door which Sirius had passed through unblinkingly. His throat dry and his lips on fire. He felt horrified, because it was Black who had stolen his first kiss. He felt used, the kiss had been forced of course, and Black knew he couldn't tell anyone else about it. Most of all, he felt himself wanting more and hating himself for it.