A/n: Hey everyone! This is my first time posting on here although I have read loads of amazing fics on here. This is also my first ever HP fic. Please enjoy.

Giant shoutout of thanks to nuclear_glitter for being the awesome beta for this story.

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Part 1

Severus Snape was good at ignoring people. Often enough they would leave him alone, figuring he was as much of a werido as everyone said he was.

But him.He wouldn't leave. Everyday at the same time and place, he came and just watched. He didn't even try to hide the fact he was watching Severus.

Malfoy's are too damn proud, he thought. They can't ever take a no for an answer.

To be truthful, it wasn't even Severus's fault. He never wanted that rubbish to get around. But he wasn't especially popular with the Slytherins—or really anyone for that matter—so of course no one would listen to him. Yes, he was doing something less than appropriate in the showers but how was he to know anyone would walk in? He didn't even know it was Malfoy in the shower next to him and that somehow those idiots who barged in would make some connection between him and that egotistical blond.

Hell, he wasn't even thinking about Malfoy. He was thinking about Lily. She infuriated him. She was a muggle born. She had scores almost as high as his. She was horribly beautiful. He couldn't help it. Every time he saw her or they spoke, there was a stirring in a certain naughty part of him. It was just because he was fifteen, that's all. All it really was was hormonal attraction. He was still sane; that he was sure of.

Lily hadn't been as nice to him recently. Well, maybe he hadn't been as nice to her recently. Something like that. Of course, it was all Potter's fault. That piece of dung seemed to be all she cared about. She alwayed talked about him with Severus, praising him like he was some lord. Severus didn't know when it all happened; last year she hated his guts and this year the two were almost a…couple. It revolted Severus, who knew Potter didn't deserve her. She was…well, she deserved someone better. Someone like him. Yeah, Severus and Lily. Potter could go into a dragon's lair for all he cared.

Maybe his dislike for Potter had shone through too harshly or maybe she had gotten a whiff of the Severus and Lucius rumor. Whatever the matter, Lily didn't seem to be as fond of him as she used to be. Plus, now he had a blond stalker to deal with.

"Hey, Snape."

Oh, Merlin. The cheeky bastard first invaded his private space and now he felt the need to talk.

"What?" hissed Severus.

"Why do you always come here?" Malfoy flicked some white blond hair over his shoulder and scanned the tiny courtyard.

"It's private." Severus placed emphasis on the "private," but of course Malfoy was too thick to understand.

"Hm. Interesting." Malfoy smirked. "I could show you some private areas."

Severus rolled his eyes. It was well known that the wealthy boy was very promiscuous and didn't mind doing it with anything human that had two legs. Rumor had it that he even had "special relationships" with professors. Of course, since this couldn't be proven (or more likely, the Malfoy family payed to make sure any evidence was over looked) there had been no charges.

But what bothered Severus most was the fact that the git had made statements alluding to his (dare he even think it) penis, even after he has obviously shown Malfoy he had no interest in him, friendship or otherwise.

"I am doing quite well here. Although may I suggest for you to visit those areas by yourself and leave me alone."

Malfoy raised one eyebrow delicately and stood up, reaching his arms up toward the sky in a stretch. He glazed around the courtyard again. It was surrounded by castle walls on three sides and opened up to the northern side of the Forbidden Forest, far from the Black Lake and other students. Severus was surprised Malfoy had even found it; most students didn't even know this courtyard existed.

He crossed from his side to sit on the rock next to Severus. "If you ever want to see them, visit me." He placed a piece of folded parchment between them. "You can always close your eyes and pretend I'm a certain redhead," he mischievously whispered.

Severus stiffened, but refused to look up from his book. What…?

He laughed. "Oh, don't look so shocked, Snape. You're more obvious than a mudblood. But as I said, visit me."

Malfoy winked before turning and walking away.

Severus searched through his bag. Where was it? He turned his satchel inside out and watched as textbook after textbook fell out but not what he needed.

He searched though the books scattered on his bed but couldn't find it. It wasn't until he had almost given up hope that he found it wedged between the yellowing old pages of his Potion's book.

Yes! He grabbed the novel and sprinted out of his room, through the common area, and toward the library.

This book was almost a month late. And he knew the policy almost too well: A book a month late without excuse meant detention. He knew the person in charge of detention this month was Professor Dumbledore, who although fair had never seem to particularly like Severus.

He ran by people, bumping into so many he was surprised no one had hexed him yet. He bolted into the library and handed in the book to the assistant there.

She smiled and told him the library would be closing in exactly one minute.

He sighed, relieved. He was about to walk away when the librarian called him back.

"You forgot this, Mr. Snape." she handed him a folded piece of parchment. He accepted the paper with some confusion, unfolding it has he walked away. As he read a room number and a time, he frowned. This was the note Malfoy had given him over a month and a half ago. The boy had stopped invading his courtyard, but he kept making snide remarks when he was around Severus. He didn't know what to make of it, so he assumed Malfoy was being his usual git self. Now, he realized it was because he hadn't accepted his invitation.

Severus was about to throw away the note when he had a brilliant idea. He sprinted off toward the staircases.

If Malfoy wanted to be a bastard, so could he. The note implied Malfoy would be alone. Severus could, oh he didn't know, possibly hex the popular boy a little bit (or alotta bit) and no one would know. He was good at hiding his handiwork.

He ran up a few more staircases and finally reached the right floor. After a few doors, he was able to find the correct room. He grabbed his wand and whispered, "Alohomora" and rushed into the room expecting to see a white blond head.

But there was no blond head; in fact, there was no other head beside Severus's. He was about to sigh and leave when the door slammed behind him and he was suddenly blindfolded. He felt himself being pushed into a chair and his wrist bounded to the armrest and ankles tied to the legs.

He yelled. "What the hell! Malfoy! You—"

"Oh, Severus," a blatantly female voice giggled into this ear.

"L-lily?" This was not what he was expecting. "Is that you?"

"Who else?" she said, running delicate, feminine hands over his shoulders and down his chest. Her hair, finer than he had expected, brushed against his face. He was having a hard time controlling his breathing.

"What are you doing?" He said, trying to sound calm although he was sure his voice was about five octaves higher than usual.

"Having fun, of course." She removed her hands and Severus had to force himself from moaning out in complaint. But she was back again but in a different place. Her hands brushed against the inside of his thighs. He bit his lips, trying not to say anything he would regret later. She moved her hands up along his thighs until they were gently squeezing his crotch. His thoughts were hazy, a tiny sliver of it being sensible, while the rest was in some horny animal frenzy.

One thought was able to shine through it all. Lily would never do this. No, she wouldn't. The Lily he knew was more likely to punch him in the gut than rub his crotch. He was about to express his disbelief and demand to have the blindfold taken off, when she gave him a harder squeeze that kicked the breathe out faster than a leg locking curse.

"Oh." Was the only thing he could utter.

One of her hands expertly unzipped his trousers while the other traveled under his jumper and shirt and along his bare chest. Her hands sneaked under his boxers and began to play with a very sensitive member.

He couldn't hold himself back anymore. He was moaning and jerking against the restraints holding him down. He wanted to see her, that gorgeous face looking up at him with brilliant green eyes.

"Please take, oh fuck, blindfold off," he weakly begged.

"Maybe later," she giggled. The hand on his chest slid down to join its partner. He felt his pants and boxers being pulled down. He lifted his hips as high as he could manage and felt the garments being pulled to his knees. There felt like a breeze running over him, but it was easily forgotten as she kissed the inside of his thighs, centimeter by centimeter, first right leg then left. Once done, she licked his cock, which felt like it was as hard as a rock, from the bottom to the tip. Her hands massaged the base and balls, as she placed it on her lips and slowly pushed it in further.

He was groaning like a madman at this point. Merlin, he wanted her so bad. He had thought about things like this way too often. In fact he was thinking about a situation similar to this that fateful day in the shower. But to have it happen? That's another thing entirely.

"Lily…" he moaned.

She abruptly pulled his cock out of her mouth. The sudden loss of it almost deflated him. "Don't call me Lily," she said angrily, "Call me L."

"What? Why?"

"Do you want me to do this or not?"

Severus was about to snap back at her, until he realized he was the one rock hard, tied to the chair, and with the no wand. Lily was a more than competent witch. He didn't want her wrath directed at him when he was so merciless. "Please, erm, L, continue."

"Good." She placed the dick in her mouth again, but this time much deeper. He could feel himself halfway eaten. She began to suck back and forth, slow then fast then slow, deeper and deeper. She was playing with him with her tongue and hands. Severus could barely breathe.

He was saying things he didn't understand because it felt so good. He wanted this. He needed this. He didn't even warn her before he came, but she seemed to know anyway and swallowed it quickly.

After a moment of gorgeous silence, she spoke. "How was it?"

"Blimey. Beyond, wow, brilliant." He was still out of breath.

"Good. Now let's take the blind off, shall we?" she said. Severus thought he heard a mocking tone, but he guessed she was just teasing him.

The blindfold disappeared into the air, leaving behind golden shimmers. When the shimmers disappeared, everything Severus was about to say disappeared as well.

Because staring up at him was none other than Lucius Malfoy. The boy smiled wickedly. "Like the voice change? I'm incredibly gifted with that spell. It comes terribly in handy." He was one of the scariest things Severus had ever seen—Malfoy talking with Lily's voice.

"You bastard!" Severus started screaming all of the profanities he knew at the egotistical bastard in front of him when other Slytherin silence him with a quick charm and returned his voice to normal.

"Ah, much better," he said, "You are so much nicer when you shut up. Now listen up, Snape, because this can ruin you more than it will ever ruin me. I don't mind telling everyone what happened in this room. Although, you may. So I advise you to go along with me. I like you. Not like in that way, wipe that look off your face. You," Malfoy paused thoughtfully before going on, "amuse me. So I would love to do this again. And we will. Unless, of course you rather me tell the whole school about our little meeting. Understand? Good. I'll send you a note for the next meeting."

Malfoy almost skipped out of the room, leaving him behind. It took a good five minutes for the bounds on his ankle and wrists to disappear, and by that time he had lost any heart to chase after Malfoy.

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