CHAPTER ONE
"What the-" Serverus Snape, most hated teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was not a morning person. Not a night person either come to think of it. In fact, he would be the first to tell you he was not an any-time-of-the-day person. So when at 3:15 in the wee hours of a Saturday morning, someone comes a-banging on his door, Snape was sure whoever it was, was not expecting a big smile and an offer of a cup of tea and biscuits.
Stumbling out of bed, mind still fuzzy from the, ahem, enjoyable dream he had been so rudely awakened from, grasping a dressing gown, (or what he thought was a dressing gown and was actually a silk negligee from Thursday nights "date"), he staggered to the door.
"Voldermort had better have risen from the dead!" he muttered as he clutched the door handle.
"Black? What the hell are you doing here?"
"G'morning Sev-er-ra-rus. Do ya wanna lil drink with a long term crimi, crimy, bad guy?" Black stumbled against the door frame and the smell of alcohol on his breathe shocked Snape into stepping back, allowing the man access to his rooms.
"Black of all the idiotic, insane, utterly stupid things you have done over the 40 some years you have been - what the hell do you think you are doing?" Snape's voice rose a couple of octaves as Black stretched out an arm and ran a finger over his dressing gown.
His sqwark of embarrassment, as he realized that Kiara had left her negligee so carelessly where a half asleep professor of potions could grab it, and unfortunately wear it in front of a man he considered an enemy, was only a wee bit higher.
"Pretty Sevvy. I had no idea you had such interesting things in yer wardy- robe. Else I woulda paid ya a nity-nite visit a long time ago." Black collapsed into giggles as Snape crossed his arms over his, er, bodice.
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you with Lupin? Won't he be wondering where his mutt is?"
He stared in shock as Blacks face crumbled. His eyes blinking quickly in an attempt to keep the tears welling in the blue eyes at bay.
"Remmy doesn't love me any more. Remmy found a new man. Actually a woman! Says he don't wanna drive a stick anymore!".
Serverus Snape, as a pureblood wizard who had never had much to do with muggles other than muggleborn wizards at the school, couldn't understand the stick reference, but the gist of what had happened, that he understood. And actually could sympathize with. It was thanks to the betrayal of his long-term previous partner Lucius that he had spent the last year enjoying the pleasures of the flesh with as many different people, male and female, as possible. As one of the heroes in the War against the Moldy Voldie, there were plenty who were happy to 'help out' as it were.
"Come sit down Black, I'll get a sobering potion from my stocks, else your going to be incredibly embarrassed come tomorrow morning."
Sirius Black, former convicted convict, newly pardoned citizen, hero of WWII (Wizarding War 2, the first being against Grindelwald), wandered around Snape's dungeon rooms, with unashamed curiosity, touching books, ornaments and photo frames, even going so far as to pick up one which had been face down on the mantle. Privacy was obviously not an issue that the drunken Black was familiar with.
Snape came back in, (after taking a small detour to his bedroom to change out of the black silk item and into a black silk manly dressing gown), clutching a small vial of a potion, the most foul-tasting that he had, which he usually reserved for students who smuggled alcohol back to the dorm rooms.
"Oh, Sevvie! Why'd ja change?"
"Here, drink this, you bloody git and then you can sit down and have a cup of chamomile tea. I want to go to bed preferably before morning. Just because you don't work other than to sign autographs...."
His grumbling faded into a small smirk as he watched the look on the intruders face as he swallowed the concoction.
"Uggh, Snape, that's disgusting", Black sank into a conveniently placed armchair and placed his head into his hands, muttering to himself as Snape summoned a house elf.
"Carrot, can you get me some chamomile tea from the kitchens please? Thank you".
"I didn't want to be sober you bastard!" Black burst out as Carrot left.
"Ungrateful Sod" thought Snape as he sat down gracefully into his own chair, long, lean body settling into the cushions.
"Look, I am well aware that you wanted to forget whatever it was that caused you to be so upset that you get utterly sloshed and then stumble down to the dungeons and a man you've hated since your school days. But as I have a wee bit of experience in what you are going through, take a bit of advice. Getting drunk, embarrassing yourself, and suffering the hangover from hell as well as the humiliation of people knowing how upset you were, will not make Lupin come back to you. Trust me, Been there, done that, bought the robe. Better to take a calming potion, have a nice long sleep and then act completely dignified the next day, alright?"
"You talking about Lucius?" Sirius Black stared at the dark haired, sleep ruffled man in bewildered shock. Intellectually, he had always known that Serverus Snape was an attractive, intelligent man, but he had always just seen him as the greasy git he had known at school. He certainly never thought of Snape as a sexual being with partners and orgasms. But tonight, he had seen a sexy nightgown, that he was sure Snape would never have bought himself in a million years, and had heard from his own lips how he dealt with betrayal.
"Mmm. Bastard thought that switching sides in the last few weeks of the war meant that he deserved a bit of fun. Huh. But still, probably for the best anyway I suppose."
"How can you be so philosophical about it? You'd been with him since you were what? Fifteen?"
"Mmm bout that. Off and On. Joined the Death eaters for him too. And it's taken me almost a year to get to this point. If you had asked me a couple of months ago, I would have still talked about testicle stew and maybe Penis Pie. Don't ask why they are both foods."
Black chuckled at the slight joke.
"I just... I couldn't understand how one day Lucius could love me so completely, be with me body and soul, be so , so... and then the next want out. I had no warning. Just one day: happy, next day: pain".
"With Remus, I mean, I knew we weren't getting on so well, but like every couple goes through a slump right? I mean we still loved each other. I always told him I did, he always said he did. I mean, so we only had sex once a week or so. But we are getting older right? I mean we can't always shag morning, noon and night. I then I came back to our rooms tonight, last night and he's waiting in there with, with HER. I mean. He needed her to hold his hand as he told me it was over."
"Still, better than finding out from a letter the gits son bought you. Draco gave me the letter and I took it with me while I supervised some Potions exams. Read it in a class room full of Children. Totally idiotic thing to do. Felt like I was going to scream and break things. But at least I never had to actually MEET the person he shacked up with I suppose. Anyway, enough of the memory lane, are you feeling better, Black?"
"Yeah, actually I am", Sirius gave Snape a sheepish smile. "I am sorry about coming and bothering you. Bringing up bad memories and all. I don't even know why I came down here. I was just so upset I suppose."
"I guess it must have been a bit of a shock, being betrayed by Lupin like that", Snape watched Blacks face as the man remembered what had happened the previous evening.
"I guess I should have been expecting something like this. I mean, we have been together since I escaped from Azkaban and that was what? Eleven years ago. Add to that the war, constant hiding, dealing the betrayal of Peter, our guilt at things that were beyond our control." He sighed. "Its really quite amazing that we made it this far without a break. Anyway, he'll soon get bored with HER. We are meant to be together. This is just, a, a detour. Do you know how we met?" Sirius changed the subject abruptly, wanting to remember happier times.
If Serverus realized this, he gave no indication, merely following the ebb and flow of the conversation like stick in a river.
"I'm guessing on the train?"
"Mmm. I was just sitting down and playing with my wand. I said Accio and whoom! Remus comes flying into my carriage. Lands right in my arms. We were both so utterly shocked. Me of my magic and he that one moment he had been walking down the passage and then suddenly he's tossed off his feet and straight into some strange boys arms!"
Snape couldn't help the small snort of suppressed laughter.
"How did you and Lucius get together Serverus?" Black asked. This was a point the had always been curious about.
"I don't know. One day we were just friends. We were studying together in the library. He put his hand on my thigh and said 'Have you ever thought about fucking me?'. Next thing I know, we are back in the dorms having mind- blowing sex. Of course Lucius was a bit of a risk taker. Got off on danger just as much as me, and I was a complete slut when I was a spy. Bit embarrassing when McGonagall came upon us on the quidditch field in sixth year," he smiled as he remembered.
"You get off on danger? Ever tried it in the staff room? Or the potions classroom?"
Serverus laughed aloud. "Potions classroom, yes. Lucius bent me over my own desk. What about you? Do you like the risk?"
"I love it but Remus preferred a bed. Though I did convince him to take a risk with the transfig. Classroom. That was about a month ago. Do you know, it never occurred to us that you and Lucius might still be together. I mean you were obviously fucking at school. I mean, I remember being in History of Magic with the two of you and watching Lucius as he put his hands under the desk and a few seconds later you'd go all stiff and lean over to him, whispering fiercely".
"Oh my god!" Serverus sat bolt upright, :You mean everyone knew? Lucius always told me there was no way ... Merlin how embarrassing! Though it does explain why the teachers always tried to make Lucius and I sit on opposite sides of the room, and gave us separate detentions! Not that it worked. Lucius would just write erotic notes".
"Didn't you get caught with one of those once?" Sirius leaned forward in his chair, watching in amusement as the normally dour Potions Professor's high cheekbones were suffused with the pink color of his blush.
"Yeah, again it was McGonagall. It was so embarrassing when she started reading it out and then stopped and blushed an amazing red as she realized what the note said! 'I can't wait to take you in my mouth and suck, err um, Detention Mr. Snape.'" they both laughed as they remembered.
"She kept the damn note too. I'm sure that she got off on that!"
"Well you and Lucius did make an attractive couple".
"Don't be silly Black", Snape seemed to take offence at that. "Beautiful Blond Lucius Brandin Malfoy and ugly, dark Serverus Alberico Snape. I know that I was shocked. I mean, by Morgan Le Fay! He could have had anyone he wanted. Did you know he liked to use Polyjuice?"
"Your kidding? Who did he like to become?"
"No, he liked me to use it."
"Why?"
"Don't be stupid Black, because I was ugly and Lucius hated the idea of a monogamous relationship, while I insisted on it. There was no way I was going to catch an STD because of his poor taste in men. This way he still got to play around, and I still got to have a Lucius to myself without risk. It was fun. I'd spend a week watching whoever Lucius wanted me to be the next weekend, learning their mannerism, their habits, etcetera, etcetera."
"That must have been time consuming and slow".
"Mmmm. Still, was good training for being a Death Eater. And a Spy. So anyway, you live in Lupin's rooms don't you? Are you planning on going back there?"
He watched as Black looked sick. "I really don't want to".
"Its alright. You can have the pull out. Albus gave it to me a few years ago"., Serverus sighed.
"Thanks Serverus. I just don't think I could face him tonight".
"Fair enough. Come on. Drink your tea and lets go back to bed. I haven't had to pull an all-nighter since the end of the war. I think I'm too old to pull one now."
"What the-" Serverus Snape, most hated teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was not a morning person. Not a night person either come to think of it. In fact, he would be the first to tell you he was not an any-time-of-the-day person. So when at 3:15 in the wee hours of a Saturday morning, someone comes a-banging on his door, Snape was sure whoever it was, was not expecting a big smile and an offer of a cup of tea and biscuits.
Stumbling out of bed, mind still fuzzy from the, ahem, enjoyable dream he had been so rudely awakened from, grasping a dressing gown, (or what he thought was a dressing gown and was actually a silk negligee from Thursday nights "date"), he staggered to the door.
"Voldermort had better have risen from the dead!" he muttered as he clutched the door handle.
"Black? What the hell are you doing here?"
"G'morning Sev-er-ra-rus. Do ya wanna lil drink with a long term crimi, crimy, bad guy?" Black stumbled against the door frame and the smell of alcohol on his breathe shocked Snape into stepping back, allowing the man access to his rooms.
"Black of all the idiotic, insane, utterly stupid things you have done over the 40 some years you have been - what the hell do you think you are doing?" Snape's voice rose a couple of octaves as Black stretched out an arm and ran a finger over his dressing gown.
His sqwark of embarrassment, as he realized that Kiara had left her negligee so carelessly where a half asleep professor of potions could grab it, and unfortunately wear it in front of a man he considered an enemy, was only a wee bit higher.
"Pretty Sevvy. I had no idea you had such interesting things in yer wardy- robe. Else I woulda paid ya a nity-nite visit a long time ago." Black collapsed into giggles as Snape crossed his arms over his, er, bodice.
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you with Lupin? Won't he be wondering where his mutt is?"
He stared in shock as Blacks face crumbled. His eyes blinking quickly in an attempt to keep the tears welling in the blue eyes at bay.
"Remmy doesn't love me any more. Remmy found a new man. Actually a woman! Says he don't wanna drive a stick anymore!".
Serverus Snape, as a pureblood wizard who had never had much to do with muggles other than muggleborn wizards at the school, couldn't understand the stick reference, but the gist of what had happened, that he understood. And actually could sympathize with. It was thanks to the betrayal of his long-term previous partner Lucius that he had spent the last year enjoying the pleasures of the flesh with as many different people, male and female, as possible. As one of the heroes in the War against the Moldy Voldie, there were plenty who were happy to 'help out' as it were.
"Come sit down Black, I'll get a sobering potion from my stocks, else your going to be incredibly embarrassed come tomorrow morning."
Sirius Black, former convicted convict, newly pardoned citizen, hero of WWII (Wizarding War 2, the first being against Grindelwald), wandered around Snape's dungeon rooms, with unashamed curiosity, touching books, ornaments and photo frames, even going so far as to pick up one which had been face down on the mantle. Privacy was obviously not an issue that the drunken Black was familiar with.
Snape came back in, (after taking a small detour to his bedroom to change out of the black silk item and into a black silk manly dressing gown), clutching a small vial of a potion, the most foul-tasting that he had, which he usually reserved for students who smuggled alcohol back to the dorm rooms.
"Oh, Sevvie! Why'd ja change?"
"Here, drink this, you bloody git and then you can sit down and have a cup of chamomile tea. I want to go to bed preferably before morning. Just because you don't work other than to sign autographs...."
His grumbling faded into a small smirk as he watched the look on the intruders face as he swallowed the concoction.
"Uggh, Snape, that's disgusting", Black sank into a conveniently placed armchair and placed his head into his hands, muttering to himself as Snape summoned a house elf.
"Carrot, can you get me some chamomile tea from the kitchens please? Thank you".
"I didn't want to be sober you bastard!" Black burst out as Carrot left.
"Ungrateful Sod" thought Snape as he sat down gracefully into his own chair, long, lean body settling into the cushions.
"Look, I am well aware that you wanted to forget whatever it was that caused you to be so upset that you get utterly sloshed and then stumble down to the dungeons and a man you've hated since your school days. But as I have a wee bit of experience in what you are going through, take a bit of advice. Getting drunk, embarrassing yourself, and suffering the hangover from hell as well as the humiliation of people knowing how upset you were, will not make Lupin come back to you. Trust me, Been there, done that, bought the robe. Better to take a calming potion, have a nice long sleep and then act completely dignified the next day, alright?"
"You talking about Lucius?" Sirius Black stared at the dark haired, sleep ruffled man in bewildered shock. Intellectually, he had always known that Serverus Snape was an attractive, intelligent man, but he had always just seen him as the greasy git he had known at school. He certainly never thought of Snape as a sexual being with partners and orgasms. But tonight, he had seen a sexy nightgown, that he was sure Snape would never have bought himself in a million years, and had heard from his own lips how he dealt with betrayal.
"Mmm. Bastard thought that switching sides in the last few weeks of the war meant that he deserved a bit of fun. Huh. But still, probably for the best anyway I suppose."
"How can you be so philosophical about it? You'd been with him since you were what? Fifteen?"
"Mmm bout that. Off and On. Joined the Death eaters for him too. And it's taken me almost a year to get to this point. If you had asked me a couple of months ago, I would have still talked about testicle stew and maybe Penis Pie. Don't ask why they are both foods."
Black chuckled at the slight joke.
"I just... I couldn't understand how one day Lucius could love me so completely, be with me body and soul, be so , so... and then the next want out. I had no warning. Just one day: happy, next day: pain".
"With Remus, I mean, I knew we weren't getting on so well, but like every couple goes through a slump right? I mean we still loved each other. I always told him I did, he always said he did. I mean, so we only had sex once a week or so. But we are getting older right? I mean we can't always shag morning, noon and night. I then I came back to our rooms tonight, last night and he's waiting in there with, with HER. I mean. He needed her to hold his hand as he told me it was over."
"Still, better than finding out from a letter the gits son bought you. Draco gave me the letter and I took it with me while I supervised some Potions exams. Read it in a class room full of Children. Totally idiotic thing to do. Felt like I was going to scream and break things. But at least I never had to actually MEET the person he shacked up with I suppose. Anyway, enough of the memory lane, are you feeling better, Black?"
"Yeah, actually I am", Sirius gave Snape a sheepish smile. "I am sorry about coming and bothering you. Bringing up bad memories and all. I don't even know why I came down here. I was just so upset I suppose."
"I guess it must have been a bit of a shock, being betrayed by Lupin like that", Snape watched Blacks face as the man remembered what had happened the previous evening.
"I guess I should have been expecting something like this. I mean, we have been together since I escaped from Azkaban and that was what? Eleven years ago. Add to that the war, constant hiding, dealing the betrayal of Peter, our guilt at things that were beyond our control." He sighed. "Its really quite amazing that we made it this far without a break. Anyway, he'll soon get bored with HER. We are meant to be together. This is just, a, a detour. Do you know how we met?" Sirius changed the subject abruptly, wanting to remember happier times.
If Serverus realized this, he gave no indication, merely following the ebb and flow of the conversation like stick in a river.
"I'm guessing on the train?"
"Mmm. I was just sitting down and playing with my wand. I said Accio and whoom! Remus comes flying into my carriage. Lands right in my arms. We were both so utterly shocked. Me of my magic and he that one moment he had been walking down the passage and then suddenly he's tossed off his feet and straight into some strange boys arms!"
Snape couldn't help the small snort of suppressed laughter.
"How did you and Lucius get together Serverus?" Black asked. This was a point the had always been curious about.
"I don't know. One day we were just friends. We were studying together in the library. He put his hand on my thigh and said 'Have you ever thought about fucking me?'. Next thing I know, we are back in the dorms having mind- blowing sex. Of course Lucius was a bit of a risk taker. Got off on danger just as much as me, and I was a complete slut when I was a spy. Bit embarrassing when McGonagall came upon us on the quidditch field in sixth year," he smiled as he remembered.
"You get off on danger? Ever tried it in the staff room? Or the potions classroom?"
Serverus laughed aloud. "Potions classroom, yes. Lucius bent me over my own desk. What about you? Do you like the risk?"
"I love it but Remus preferred a bed. Though I did convince him to take a risk with the transfig. Classroom. That was about a month ago. Do you know, it never occurred to us that you and Lucius might still be together. I mean you were obviously fucking at school. I mean, I remember being in History of Magic with the two of you and watching Lucius as he put his hands under the desk and a few seconds later you'd go all stiff and lean over to him, whispering fiercely".
"Oh my god!" Serverus sat bolt upright, :You mean everyone knew? Lucius always told me there was no way ... Merlin how embarrassing! Though it does explain why the teachers always tried to make Lucius and I sit on opposite sides of the room, and gave us separate detentions! Not that it worked. Lucius would just write erotic notes".
"Didn't you get caught with one of those once?" Sirius leaned forward in his chair, watching in amusement as the normally dour Potions Professor's high cheekbones were suffused with the pink color of his blush.
"Yeah, again it was McGonagall. It was so embarrassing when she started reading it out and then stopped and blushed an amazing red as she realized what the note said! 'I can't wait to take you in my mouth and suck, err um, Detention Mr. Snape.'" they both laughed as they remembered.
"She kept the damn note too. I'm sure that she got off on that!"
"Well you and Lucius did make an attractive couple".
"Don't be silly Black", Snape seemed to take offence at that. "Beautiful Blond Lucius Brandin Malfoy and ugly, dark Serverus Alberico Snape. I know that I was shocked. I mean, by Morgan Le Fay! He could have had anyone he wanted. Did you know he liked to use Polyjuice?"
"Your kidding? Who did he like to become?"
"No, he liked me to use it."
"Why?"
"Don't be stupid Black, because I was ugly and Lucius hated the idea of a monogamous relationship, while I insisted on it. There was no way I was going to catch an STD because of his poor taste in men. This way he still got to play around, and I still got to have a Lucius to myself without risk. It was fun. I'd spend a week watching whoever Lucius wanted me to be the next weekend, learning their mannerism, their habits, etcetera, etcetera."
"That must have been time consuming and slow".
"Mmmm. Still, was good training for being a Death Eater. And a Spy. So anyway, you live in Lupin's rooms don't you? Are you planning on going back there?"
He watched as Black looked sick. "I really don't want to".
"Its alright. You can have the pull out. Albus gave it to me a few years ago"., Serverus sighed.
"Thanks Serverus. I just don't think I could face him tonight".
"Fair enough. Come on. Drink your tea and lets go back to bed. I haven't had to pull an all-nighter since the end of the war. I think I'm too old to pull one now."