Serpentine
by Loki

The Necessary Evil of the Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters included in the Harry Potter series, I just include them in my dirty fantasies. Also, WARNING: Hot wizard on wizard action is planned to occur in later chapters. Not intended for a younger audience.


Lucius Malfoy was in his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was sitting at the Slytherin table, his long blond hair not tied back today by a silk band but instead hanging freely in his face, completely covering his left eye. It was difficult to see very well like this, his depth perception was terribly skewed; but he thought it looked cool.

Christmas vacation had just begun, and almost everyone in the school had gone home for the holidays. Usually his parents would send him an owl with a message asking him to come home but this year he was rather surprised to recieve a message telling him to stay at Hogwarts, and that his mother and father wanted to take a trip to Arubia.

It was lonely in the Great Hall without the chattering students and teachers. The only other Slytherin (which were the only students he chose to associate himself with in the school) that he knew very well at all was Severus Snape, who was sitting at the opposite end of the table reading a thick black book. His locks of black greasy hair dangled around his face-- he'd always had that long hair, just as he himself had kept his hair long. The two of them weren't really friends, but one summer Severus had stayed at his manner over the summer for his birthday. He was turning twleve years old-- Severus wouldn't be twelve for a few months-- and his parents were off somewhere again, and the only friend they trusted him to have over was quiet little Severus. They'd spent most of the day eating cake, which by his own command they left the message on the top which was slurred from "Best Birthday Wishes to Lucius" to say "Brest and ass for Lucius". After their bellies were satisfied they'd retreated into the woods to play in his favorite tree, where he got the brilliant idea to tell Severus to jump off for his own amusement. Severus objected, of course, but just a few lines like "All my other friends did it, if you don't that means you can't be in my group." convinced him. Severus jumped out of the tree and plumitted to the ground, breaking his leg and knocked unconsious. Lucius had to run back to his house and use flew powder to get his parents, but not before laughing cruelly. He shared the story when they returned to Hogwarts after that summer, and to this day all the people he knew-- including James Potter and his people-- made fun of Severus for it.

Now he felt a bit of repent for it, though, as he'd matured slightly in the past four years. Severus didn't have any real friends that he knew of. He did come from a highly respected pure blooded wizard family, though, so the boy had come to his house on a number of occassions with his father. All the males in his family seemed to have that hooked nose and pale skin; neither of which Lucius had ever found very attractive.

Still, though, Severus wasn't so bad. He was just a bit on the odd side. With no one else to talk to, Lucius figured he'd give the guy a chance.

He got up and strolled down to the end of the table, stopping when he came to face Severus from the opposite side.

"Well hey Sev," he said looking down at him in a condescending sort of manner; he didn't mean to talk to him that way, it was just in his nature.

"What do you want?" Severus said quietly, not looking at him and bringing his book up to hide a bit of his face. Lucius could read the title now, it was Potions and Elixers. "And don't call me Sev."

"I just want to talk, don't be so over protective of yourself." said Lucius, "Into potions, hm? I'm more of a wand magic sort of person."

Severus looked up at him, his eyes a shining pure black, strands of hair covering them. "Ok." he said simply.

"Come on," Lucius sat down, "Why won't you talk to me? Is it because of what happened that one summer?"

Severus didn't answer either question. "Why do you want to talk to me?" he asked instead, "None of your brainwashed, suck-up cronies around?"

"Well, no, none of them are." said Lucius, "But that's not it. I'm just bored."

Half of that was a lie, of course-- the first part. But Lucius lied most of the time. He was a smooth talker, and to talk smooth to some people you just have to lie.

"Don't you get bored sitting all alone? I'd go out of my mind. You know, I've got a book that's sort of a family heirloom back in the common room. It's got a bunch of spells and potions that my family's made up over generations, you can look at it if you want. And I promise I won't be asking you to jump off of any stairwells or anything on the way there."

Severus stared down for a moment, apparently contemplating. "Alright." he said at last, but grudgingly. He was probably just bored too.

They left the Great Hall and traveled down into the dungeons where the Slytherin Common room was. They casually said the password and their door opened, and they continued up a staircase to the boy's sleeping quarters. No one was in there, and down in the common room there had only been two or three girls playfully casting silly hexes on each other. They had all waved at Lucius.

"These are asinine, these ingrediant combinations would never cause the effects described," Severus said as he read from the book Lucius gave him. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor flipping pages intently. Lucius was up on the bed lying down. The previous sentence was actually the most he'd heard Severus say in a long time. He had a nice voice.

"Probably. I don't know that anyone's ever actually attempted them." replied Lucius, staring at the cieling.

"Well the spell's might work, but I can't concieve the logic for these potions."

Lucius rolled over and stared down at him. He was still flipping through the pages. He'd always been somewhat subconsiously aware that Severus was a surprisingly good looking boy behind the foreboding glares and sneers, but he'd just never noticed how good. It was a few moments before he realized that he was transfixed on Severus's chest, which under the baggy black robe had a dark t-shirt covering it so tightly that it was like a second skin. His figure was perfect.

The moment he consiously realized what he was staring at his glance whisked away. What was that, he wondered. He'd Never stared at any part of a guy before. It was true that he'd always found their chests more appealing than women's, though-- something about big blobs of fat with nipples attached just didn't bring up any nice emotions for him.

Severus yawned. It was getting dark outside.

"You don't have to sit on the floor, you know." said Lucius, "You can sit up here with me if you'd like."

Severus looked at him and carefully got up, going over to sit at the foot of the bed.

"Up here!" said Lucius scooting over, "I'm not gonna make you sit at the end like a dog."

"Oh," Severus turned around and crawled to the other end of the bed with Lucius. It was rather large for a one person bed, but there still wasn't much space between them. A canopy was hanging down around them.

For a little while longer Severus continued to read. Lucius spent the time daydreaming before he was awkwardly pulled out of his thoughts by something collapsing onto his shoulder.

"What the hell!" Lucius said, looking down to see Severus. Behind thick wisps of black hair he could see that the boy had fallen asleep.

His pride wanted him to pull away in disgust, but he had to admit that it was actually rather cute. There was no one else around anyway, so he gently rested his head atop Severus's and started drifting off himself.

After what Lucius thought was a few minutes (thought it was actually a few hours), his eyes shot open and realization swept over him. He pushed Severus-- whose arm had wrapped around his-- away so hard that he rolled off the bed.

"Get off of me!" said Lucius. Severus got up looking startled.

"Sorry..." said Severus, "I'll-- I'll go,"

Severus started trying untangling himself from the canopy of the bed and find where it parted.

"No, it's alright." Lucius pulled him back. "I didn't mean to push you quite like that. Are you alright?"

"Yes..." Severus sat back on the bed next to him, pulling his knees to his chest. For some reason Lucius was compelled to look down between his thighs, where he saw quite a portruding bulge.

"And what's that?" Lucius asked, unable to keep from smirking. "I dare ask what you were dreaming about."

Mortified, Severus pulled his robes around him and covered himself, unsure what to say.

Lucius just laughed.


What an odd place to end a chapter, I know o.O If anyone leaves any kind reviews I shall continue. Otherwise I may abandon this.