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*Author's Note: I was really excited writing this! This is the PIVOTAL moment for Severus and James. So...read and enjoy and please, please do drop a line and tell me what you thought. That way I know what I need to include and exclude, etc.
Enjoy!
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Severus followed McGonagall hearing nothing but the sound of his hammering heart. Swallowing, he focused on the sound.
Bu-bump, bu-bump, bu-bump...
"Snivellus!"
The mantra of his heartbeat was broken by the hiss, and Severus turned slightly to meet James's hazel eyes. Well, if he was continuing his mantra, he would've noticed that his heart skipped a beat.
"What do you want?" Severus tried to look incomparably angry, and his eyes lit up with a mad fire while his thin, refined lips curved up into a sneer. James couldn't help but snort at the sight. Severus looked almost like a bull. But as Severus glared him down, James cleared his throat and became serious.
"Look, Snivellus, I don't want to rely on you, but I have no choice," James whispered, his eyes pleading. Severus stiffened slightly at the sight of the puppy-eyes. They were even worse than Lily's. "I need you to help me."
"Oh yeah? And why should I help you?" It was only for a moment that Severus convinced himself that he wouldn't even bother to think about it. He knew that he would end up being James's slave as long as those eyes were locked on his.
Wait. Did he seriously just think that?
"Well, I - I can't get into this kind of trouble again..." James stammered. "I'm gonna get - well - er - suspended. And I can't leave. Not yet."
Severus stared incredulously at the tousled-haired boy, his mouth wide open. "You've managed to get into that much trouble?" When he spoke, it looked like his body swelled up like a balloon. James smiled blandly and retorted, "Well, I would've gotten expelled if the Headmaster hadn't excused me."
Again, Severus gaped at James. How the hell did this boy survive in this world? They should've locked him up and put him in chains...A bit of drool dribbled down his chin as he began to imagine James in chains...
"Hey, where's McGonagall?"
Snapping out of his daydream, Severus whipped his head back to the front, and his eyes widened in horror at what he saw.
"McGonagall's gone!" He blurted out in surprise, and he barely registered James's snide "No shit, Sherlocks."
"What the fuck do we do?" Severus wringed his hands, and wriggled about like a little worm in agony.
"Stop swearing, dammit!" James suddenly shouted over Severus's fevered mutterings. "She might still be around."
Biting back the retort he longed to throw at James, he had to admit, the boy had a point. McGonagall could still be somewhere close by, and the way their voices had risen...
"Shh! Footsteps!"
Without any further warning, James lunged at Severus, grabbing his slender wrist with a frightening force. There wasn't even time to protest before they were safely hidden in a small broom cupboard that Severus, surprisingly, hadn't noticed before.
"What is this - mmpph!"
James smothered Severus with his free hand, the other hand still clamped on his wrist. "Shut up," He hissed. "She's coming."
And sure enough, there was a clickety-clack of McGonagall's shoes as she scanned the corridors for the two boys. As she passed them they could hear her mutter wildly, "Those two...always getting into trouble...one of them a Gryffindor too...Dippet'll hear from me..."
Grinning, James looked down at Severus.
And he couldn't resist a grin back.
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"That was bloody brilliant!"
Severus's smile was so broad that James had to admit that when he smiled, "Snivellus" was quite adorable, actually, with his large ebony eyes and silky, curly hair. Damn, he wanted to take him into another broom cupboard and -
"Hey, are you okay?" Severus was staring up into his eyes, his own eyes wide with concern. Hurriedly, James wiped away the drool dribbling down his chin and looked away from the irresistible delight next to him. In front of him. Three centimeters from going on him. He tried to think about something, anything else.
He was gay, he knew that - he'd known that ever since he'd started noticing boys around him. Especially Severus Snape. The way that those eyes could just do things to you made you want to take him, hard and fast. Well, he wanted to, anyway. But he'd acted like he'd liked Lily because, quite frankly, he was scared.
He, James Potter, was scared.
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I know, I said it was pivotal, right? Well it was. Now they're able to stand each other...and James wants to do more than that.
XD
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