Revised Version – 1
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THE ENEMIES
: Lucille Lee
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SUMMARY: One midsummer night, Remus tells Harry how Sirius and Severus' enmity intensified. Sirius/Severus Sirius/Remus Severus/OC WIP
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WARNING: Rated R for Yaoi male slash and language. So if that is not your cup of tea, you know which button to click, right?
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CHAPTER 1
SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
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"Still awake, Harry?" asked Remus, peering in Harry's room.
"I was thinking about Sirius," said Harry, his eyes averted. "And Snape."
Remus came in, closing the door behind him.
"Really? What about Snape?"
"Do you think they must be fighting in the world beyond this one?" asked Harry, his lips twisting in a wry smile.
Remus sat down at the foot of his bed. "Probably."
"I am so sorry that Snape did not leave behind any children. How am I supposed to repay his debt? He died saving my life."
"There is no debt on you."
Harry sat up. "I hated him as much as I hated Voldemort, you know. But… I don't think I wanted him dead. It is… I can't describe it. It is so hard to imagine the world without him. Of course I still hate him."
Remus closed his eyes and nodded. "I know what you mean. I felt the same way when Sirius… I had known Sirius ever since I had entered the magical world. Though he will always remain one of my best friends, I never had any special attachment to him. Don't get me wrong. I loved him as a brother, but… Well, anyway, when he died, I simply couldn't digest the fact. It didn't seem possible you know. Even now when I wake up after my transformations I expect to see him there. Though I am not going to see him anymore, it is as if he is always there."
Harry was listening intently. "That's it! When I was in Hogwarts a week ago, one night I got drunk and was just moving about aimlessly through the school. When I came to the dungeons, I panicked knowing that I would lose Gryffindor so many house-points if Snape found me. I ran away quite fast. It was only when I woke up next morning and remembered the last night, that I realized that there would be no Snape anymore. But… it seemed as if it just wasn't possible… that he would always be there no matter what."
A long silence followed.
Then suddenly Harry asked, "Remus, why did Sirius hate Snape so much?"
"It was hate at first sight, Harry. Sirius was confident, cool and handsome. Snape was a cunning, quiet fox. They came from entirely different worlds. It was impossible for them to be friends. And then when one was sorted into Gryffindor and the other in Slytherin, their hatred only grew. But it intensified especially after the sixth-year."
"What happened?" questioned Harry.
Remus wondered if Sirius would like it if he revealed his deepest secret to Harry. Would Sirius have told Harry about that year?
"Remus?"
"It's a long story, Harry. It's late now. You'd better sleep."
"I won't be able to sleep if you leave me in such suspense."
"Okay. I am not sleepy anyway. It all began on a Halloween evening. Professor Dumbledore had decided that we were to have a mask ball. Well, the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Julia Lockhart might have had some hand in the decision, but a ball that had been, and what a ball it was…"
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Sirius was sure that he was never going to be a fan of anyone but the Deadly Comets after this. Their music was simply marvellous. He didn't remember having so much fun and hearing this good music ever before. Hmmm… maybe that Lockhart woman did have some brains in her blonde head in spite of his observations. In any case, he was having the evening of his life.
At least he was trying to.
Presently, Sirius was going through a 'phase'. Something, he couldn't discuss about with James. Of course, James would understand if he talked to him. James was his best friend. But… seeing Lily with James and James always running behind Lily… well, it scared him. What if this one thing proved to be the hitch in their friendship which was supposed to be eternal?
He wished that Sandra would not get so close to him. It was… not what he liked. If it had been Remus instead, it would have been better.
But he put up with it and everybody imagined that good old Sirius was as happy and care-free as ever.
After an hour or so, his thoughts began bothering him. Plus, he really would go mad if that idiot blonde didn't move away from him. For Merlin's sake, he wanted to scream, I am gay. Too gay to feel comfortable with your attentions.
Eventually, he could take it no more. He made some excuse and left the Great Hall.
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It was pretty quiet out here. Everyone was in the Hall, enjoying themselves. Sirius felt miserable.
He took off his cloak and moved outside.
Autumn was setting in. There were hardly any flowers out here – only a chilly wind.
He sat down near the lake.
Why was he queer? Why had the gods granted him everything but this? Why couldn't he be normal like everybody else? Why couldn't he be perfect like James?
Heck! Even that Snivellus had what he lacked!
He was disgusted with himself. Why was he the odd one out? Doomed to suffer the loneliness… forever.
He got up and began running towards the Gryffindor Tower. All he wanted now was a Sleeping Draught and a good, long sleep. He had lately begun using that potion when he found that he could not sleep at nights because he kept thinking about what he was – or wasn't. He was ashamed of himself.
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The sound of moans from an empty classroom startled him. Well, another couple, just in time to worsen his opinion about himself.
That was what he thought until he heard a male voice whimper, "Oh, Ian!"
That was… Snivellus? Was it that greasy git in there getting fucked?
He was enraged beyond words. It was impossible! Who would dare to touch that dirty boy?
But as the moans became more intense, his curiosity increased. So… his arch-enemy was gay, too. And had a sex life! Why? How
Stealthily, he pushed open the door. 'Bastards! Didn't even take proper 'precautions' before climbing on each other,' he thought with contempt.
But all those thoughts were lost as he saw the naked back of Ian Richards… Snivellus' hands buried in his hair and… Ian was giving that bastard a… blow job.
His breath caught in his throat. Though he could not see Ian at his job as Snivellus was shoved up against a wall facing Sirius, but the expressions on his face… Sirius felt himself growing hot… blood rushing in places he had never before fully imagined to be so pleasurable.
Merlin's balls! Just looking at Snape was such a turn on… he could see his thin, pale body, his long hair brushing against his shoulders… it was as if he had never seen Snape before… Certainly never like this
As Snape came, moaning his partner's name, he slowly opened his eyes.
Sirius had forgotten everything but what he was seeing. Everything but Snape.
Their eyes met. In the absence of sufficient light, Sirius did not know what those eyes said, but Snape did not give him away. Instead, his thin lips curled in a sneer… as if, for once, he had something that Sirius would never ever have.
Sirius' head was paining. So many emotions… so many realizations… it was too much.
He stepped back and forgetting his cloak there, rushed towards his dormitory, a strange pain twisting his heart.
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That night was the first sleepless night of his life. He didn't want to sleep. All he wanted to do was to let his head pain and think about… all he had seen – and what he was going to do tomorrow.
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