Haha my first fanfic! This all started out as an RP with my dear friend Anna. The RP is simply wonderful and I just had to create it into a fanfiction. The RP is still going on today and I hope to write more chapters.

This story will keep you at the edge of your seat, It'll rip your heart out and put it back in then rip it out again twice as hard! Haha! So please enjoy the tale of "Hunted" Reviews would be most appreciated.

Warnings of things to come. Not right now, but eventually:

- Yaoi. If you don't like it don't read this.

- Self mutilation. By this I mostly mean suicide attempts

- Swearing. No one really cares right? But just in case.

Sorry this was so long. Enjoy

Snow fell in tiny flurries from the dark clouds and a slight breeze shook the leafless trees surrounding Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Students were shuffling through the outside halls, getting together with friends or rushing to their next class. Others gathered under the trees, studying for upcoming tests or just enjoying the time to relax. Laughter filled the cold winter air.

Further away a young boy distant himself from the groups of kids. He sat under a tree on a wooden bench. Snow collected itself in his short black hair, he ran a hand through it, catching some of the white crystals. He brushed it off and continued reading his book, black eyes darting back and forth as he read the difficult words.

Another figure watched him from behind, the boy looked up from his book at the newcomer, tilting his head slightly. The newcomers face was covered in claw like scars, he brushed his caramel bangs out of his eyes, smiling lightly. "Happy Birthday Severus." He said in a quiet voice.

The boy called Severus frowned slightly, turning back around. "Thanks Remus." He said in a sharp tone. The scarred boy, Remus sat next to him on the bench, brushing snow off is black Gryffindor coat.

"You don't seem to happy about it." Said Remus, watching Severus dark facial expression trying to read his book. "What's wrong?" Giving up on reading Severus shut the book and placed it next to him.

"I've never celebrated a birthday before, I've grown to not care for it." Said Severus, his tone bored and uncaring. Remus stared at him for a moment, trying to think of something to say.

"W-well that's not right. I think you should." He said, looking down at his feet. Severus laughed lightly.

"Ya right." He said sarcastically. Remus sighed.

"I'll get you something for your birthday, we are friends right?" Asked Remus. Severus stared at the brunette, eyes narrowed.

"Well your not like everyone else, so I don't see why we aren't friends." Remus shot him a small smile.

"Alright, so what would you like for your birthday?"

"Nothing."

"There has to be something you want."

"Not really, I've never gotten anything since I've never celebrated it."

"Should I get you seventeen presents to make up for it then?"

"No." Severus sighed heavily, staring at his closed book by his side.

"If you really want to get me something I wouldn't mind a book." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable about asking for something for once.

Remus nodded his head. "Alright I'll look for something you'll like." His sweet smile scared Severus a little, for someone to be happy around him was a mystery all on its own. He nodded slightly at the brunette.

"T-thanks a lot." He smiled, feeling quite happy about this. Remus chuckled, seeing Severus smile was a rare thing but the young werewolf was happy, knowing that he was his only friend. Severus was like him in a lot of ways.

Both boys were incredibly smart, liked to distant themselves from others, the top students in their classes, and major bookworms. Maybe that is how the boys became so close. Severus would have been alone without him. Remus himself was like that as well until he found James, Sirius, and Peter. Without them, the young werewolf would have been dead long ago. The scars on his face and body are reminders of that.

"Hey Remus!" Sirius Black was padding up to the bench, he leaned down and kissed Remus' forehead. A blush crossed the brunettes cheeks. Severus watched, quite amused at their strange relationship. Homosexuals weren't uncommon in Hogwarts and were widely accepted.

"W-what are you doing here?" Remus asked, surprised. Sirius smirked at Remus' stuttering, then he stared at Severus, narrowing his dark eyes.

"Happy Birthday Severus." Severus nodded him a thank you. The boys weren't so close but since Sirius didn't pick on him either, he was ok in his book. The only problem was that Sirius and James were very close. The mere thought of James Potter sent a shiver down his spine, he clenched his fists tightly.

Sirius sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Sorry to ruin your birthday and all Severus, but I've heard that James is planning on pranking you pretty badly. So just watch out ok?" Sirius was concerned for him, even though James was probably his closest friend he couldn't stop him from constantly harassing the shy Slytherin boy.

Severus quickly grabbed all of his things and stood. "Thanks for the warning." He growled before padding away. Just when Remus and Sirius were out of earshot Severus whispered under his breath. "If that Potter even tries anything on me, I have a new spell that would be perfect for him." His eyes grew dark, hatred spreading across them.

It was dark by the time Severus reached the dungeon to the Slytherin common room. He sighed heavily, for hours he kept a strong lookout for James. He was exhausted, glad that this day was almost over.

But only a couple of steps away, James Potter was hiding around the corner, he peeked over and smiled when he saw Severus coming towards him. "This is gonna be good." He jumped out, pointing his wand out at the small Slytherin. Severus' eyes grew wide and before he could draw his wand, he was hanging upside down in the air.

James laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the walls. "Happy Birthday you twit!" He shouted, spinning Severus around and around. Severus was used to this, it was James' favorite way to torcher him after all.

"Let me down right now Potter!" Severus shouted. James smirked, ending the spell. Severus fell to the ground with a loud, sickening thud. The air was knocked out of him and he struggled to get up.

James laughed again. "I'm not done with you yet birthday boy!" As Severus staggered to his feet the hood of his coat was pulled violently over his head, a new spell James had been working on. He moved his wand left and right, Severus being dragged by his coat along with it. He cried out as he was being dragged along the floor, slamming into walls and spinning in circles. He clawed at his hood, trying desperately to get it off his head.

James ended the spell. "Oh god that's a new one!" He threw his head back, laughing his bloody head off. Tears squeezed out of his eyes and he clutched his shaking sides. "God damn my ribs!" He laughed harder, watching Severus struggle to get back up.

Severus watched James. All of his hatred. All the times he has ever been picked on. Embarrassed. Ridiculed. Tortured. All of those dark feeling came flowing in all at once, shaking his whole body to the core. He grabbed his wand, glaring at James. With a slashing motion of his hand Severus screamed out "Sectumsempra!"

Blood spurted from James' chest as though he had been slashed with an invisible sword. He staggered backward and collapsed onto the hard floor with a sickening thud, his wand falling limp from his right hand.

Severus' eyes widened in absolute horror at what he had done. "No" He gasped, running to James' side. James' brown eyes were wide with pain, he threw his head back, letting out a scream of pure agony. Severus knelt down by his side, gripping his head and shaking it from side to side.

"No no no!" He couldn't stop the tears flowing down his cheeks. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't mean to I'm sorry!" His eyes flickered back and forth, watching as blood pooled around him. James was growing deathly pale, he stared up at Severus, smiling weekly.

"Your crying over me?" He said, voice strained and filled with pain. Severus shook his head.

"Don't talk!" He shouted. James chuckled, wincing as he did so.

"Why are you crying?" He whispered, reaching up and touching Severus' cheek softly, his blood stained his face and Severus shivered. "Its not like you." He whispered before his hand fell back down to his side.

Why was I crying? Severus thought. This is what I wanted, to see James finally pay for what he's done to me! For so long I've wanted him to suffer and have dreamt of the moment when he would be groveling at my feet. So why am I crying and begging him not to die?

Do you love him?

Those words slipped into Severus' mind, he stared at James with wide eyes.

He didn't know but somewhere, deep down in his heart there was someone screaming out that he loved James Potter. He shook his head. "I…I think I love you." He blurted out. James didn't respond, he was growing cold, his breathing slowing down.

Severus couldn't believe what he had just said. This is the person who's tortured him for so many years. And yet, he couldn't accept the thought of loosing him. Severus grabbed his wand, and with shaky hands he repeated "Vulnera Sanentur" three times.

The first time to ease the flow of blood, the second time to knit the wounds, and the third time to remove the most visible injuries. He was about to check to see if the wounds were healed when he heard a scream behind him. He spun around and saw two girls staring at him with wide, scared eyes.

One of them ran to go get help while the other ran towards him. Severus took one last glance at James before bolting down the hall. He ran straight into the Slytherin common room, ignoring the looks of the other Slytherin students. Once he was safe in his own room, he collapsed in his bed, throwing the covers over his face and instantly tears began to roll down his blood stained cheeks.

James's blood was in his hands and he shuddered, griping his shoulders tightly. For the next couple of hours, the same phrase kept repeating itself in his head.

Do you love him?