Silence has its price

Author: Robin-no-ouji
E-Mail: Robin-no-ouji(at)web(dot)de
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters described in this story. They solely belong to Joanne Kathleen Rowling.
Pairing: Lucius/Severus
Note: This one-shot was inspired by the great art of Arkoniel (arkoniel(dot)deviantart(dot)com) and her amazing Lucius/Severus picture in particular: This is supposed to describe the circumstances before and after the situation captured in this drawing.


Now that the sun was gone, the red moon had conquered her throne once again. Where she only seemed to be spilt with blood, the earth had bathed in it. Full rivers of this red liquid had been shed this day, mothers tortured and children killed.

In a vain attempt to cover up the unspeakable remains of this slaughter, fog had started to creep through the forests and was sliding over the rivers now, advancing the fields with its long, white arms.

The night had been a very long and exhausting one for Severus Snape. Tired from seeing all the blood spill, green light engulfing vibrant bodies, taking away their innocent lives and hearing all those desperate cries for mercy, he longed for a long and warm shower. Although no blood was staining his own hands, he felt cold and dirty none the less.

Now that the Death Eater gathering was finally over, he went through the many passages of a house, he didn't even know the location of. The owner, however, he did know all too well.

Shuddering once again, he turned around another corner. It wasn't that he was afraid of said person.
Severus was more powerful than him, and additionally in their master's good graces, after all. Therefore, he didn't have any reason for fear. It was rather the point that he made him extremely uncomfortable in a very strange kind of way.

Already looking forward to several shots of whiskey, he knew would help him to mentally survive this night, he went on.

Suddenly he heard footsteps in the hallway. They seemed to come out of nowhere and after a second, he realized that they were coming nearer. He spun around and took in his surroundings, his wand already in his hand.

"Why so nervous dear friend?" a silky, jet familiar voice asked.

Seconds later, Severus could already make out the first hints of blonde hair in the darkness.

"Is there something you wanted, Lucius?" he replied, eyeing him with suspicion after his face was finally visible in the scarcely, torch-lit passage. "I've got no time for small-talk."

"Of course. So many things to do... so many people to please..." Lucius trailed of, smirking at his fellow Death Eater.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Severus grunted, one eyebrow raised in silent question.

"Let's just say… there is some very promising information that has come to my notice." the blonde said cryptically.

"How very fortunate for you." Severus replied. "Now, if you don't mind – important potions are waiting for me." he tried to escape the confrontation.

Severus turned around hastily, desperately wanting to leave the house as quick as possible.

Just when he was about to exit the dungeons, a rough hand grabbed his shoulder, whirled him around and shoved him against the nearest wall.

Although he was a very suspicious person in nature, and especially considering his unusual activities, Severus hadn't expected such a physical action and had been too surprised to even draw his wand.

Just when he felt Lucius' cane pressed against his chest, he realized his grave mistake.

"I know what you're doing, Severus." The blond whispered, his left hand wandering down his arm, taking a strong hold on his wrist.
"I know that you aren't loyal to my master." he stated, a satisfied smirk firmly plastered on his face, and pressed the top of his cane more firmly against Severus body. Just above his heart.

For a short moment, Severus was unable to speak. Thousands of thoughts kept running through his head.
Random excuses for his actions, words of denial, ways of fleeing and ways of killing… when finally his brain focused on one single question.

"Why am I still alive then?" he asked coldly, looking Lucius straight in the eye, not showing his true emotions at all.
"Why am I still alive then, for any other reason than you making ridiculous accusations?"

"Because you've got something I would like to have. You give me what I want and in exchange I will keep my silence."
he offered, a sneaky sound to his voice. "Should you turn down this offer, however…" he threatened, strengthening his hold on Severus' wrist.

"What could I have in my possession that could be of such interest to you?" the black haired man asked arrogantly,
trying to suppress the uncomfortable feeling of uncertainty this deal and Lucius' immediate presence awakened in him.
He wondered what on earth could evaluate with his life and the honours Lucius could receive, turning in a dangerous and influential spy.

Now the blond man grinned, more so than before, if that was even possible. Then he bent forward, his lips almost touching Severus' cheek.

"Your body is what I want Severus." he whispered. "I wanted you since that day I saw you laying on your bed naked after someone had secretly hexed your clothes. You looked like sin back then, and if it hadn't been for my engagement to Narcissa, I would have tried to seduce you that very night!"

Severus' eyes widened in shock, before he closed them again, vividly remembering the incident Lucius had spoken of.

Damn those Marauders.

"Is that all you want?" he croaked, trying to regain his composure. "What exactly are your conditions?"

He didn't dare to turn down this offer, at least not for now. If this was really the only thing Lucius asked of him, he would have to endure. He couldn't risk getting caught. He had nowhere else to go to, nobody else to protect him.

One aspect, however, was a complete mystery to him. Why on earth Lucius would want him of all people, he couldn't explain.

"I'm glad you are this cooperative, Severus." the blond grinned, gently pulling back his dark hair. "After every one of our gatherings, after pleasing your so called master, you will come to please me." he whispered softly. "You will fulfil my every wish, my every dream… my every demand." Lucius' words tried to seduce his mind, while his lips ghosted over his throat, trying to seduce his body.

For a second the blond stopped. His new toy was tense under his ministrations, his eyes closed, his breath quickened. Lucius smirked.

"Arrangement's starting now…" he whispered huskily, while his hands continued to roam over his body and his lips started to tease him once again.

"Lucius…" Severus croaked at a loss for words. He didn't know what to do nor what to think. His mind couldn't believe this was really happening, although his body screamed it was the truth.

Then suddenly the warm body pressed against his own was gone and cold air invaded its space. He looked at the blond in question, his dark eyes burning with a kind of heat, he had long thought forgotten.

"Follow me." was all he received as an explanation, and after a moment of hesitation and a short uproar of his hurt pride, he did as he was told.

They went back the way they'd come, again walking through the dimly lit hallway. This time, however, Lucius led him up a stairway on the left side, showing him to a part of the Manor he'd never seen before.

Red carpets were covering the floors where old, hardly moving portraits of Lucius' ancestors hung on the stone walls
and few glamorous chandeliers were illuminating the stairs and different hallways.

After several long minutes of almost complete silence when only their footsteps were creating the slightest bit of noise,
the blond finally stopped at an enormous solid door, apparently made of some kind of expensive dark wood.

The second Lucius touched the handle, the door sprung open and a wide, but forbidden-looking suite came into his view.

"Welcome to my humble quarters." Lucius introduced him grinning, asking him to come in.

Severus followed suit and let his eyes roam over the beautiful furniture, the various books and an inviting bottle of dark red wine on a table. Finally his eyes landed on the wide four-poster bed on the right side of the room. He quickly looked away.

"Have some wine." the blond offered, an invitation Severus took gladly, welcoming this little opportunity of distraction from his unwelcome and troubling thoughts.

After a few sips, Severus already felt better. So good in fact, that he didn't mind Lucius stepping behind him, putting his hands on Severus lower hip.

He had seen so many things in his life, done so much… so this was just another step to tarnish his already barely remaining innocence. He sighed, hoping Lucius didn't notice. Unfortunately he had.

"Don't worry my dear Severus." he kissed his temple. "You're going to enjoy this." he whispered, caressing his neck.

"You do promise way too much Lucius…" Severus replied, turning around. Just when he came face to face with him, the blond pulled him nearer, silencing him with a kiss.

He was pressed flush against him and he could feel almost every curve of his, he had to admit, desirable body.
He gasped as he felt his own react to the close presence of someone who promised desire and lust for him - something he hadn't felt in years.

Returning the kiss, he moved into Lucius, wrapping his arms around his shoulder. He could feel Lucius grinning and punished him with a strong tuck on his long, blond hair. Lucius laughed, a strange sound to Severus' ears and in revenge pushed his dark haired lover on the large bed.

Lying there, Severus watched Lucius crawling on top of him, eyeing him with a mischievous grin, and started to undo the buttons on his black robe. Revealing pale, warm skin, he started to caress every inch of Severus' chest, worshipping him with his lips.

"You will love what I am going to do to you. You will moan in pleasure… cry in lust… scream my name when I'm making you come!" Lucius whispered huskily, grinding into Severus body, making him shudder in arousal. "Let yourself fall, Severus…" he moaned "Let yourself fall into me…"

Looking into the blonds burning eyes, he let himself fall… deeply.


"What do you want Lucius?" a very angry Dark Lord wanted to know. "I hope for you that it is something of great importance why you're interrupting me!"
he hissed in annoyance.

"Of course, my Lord." he bowed deeply. "There is something very important that you should know..."


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