Chapter Seven;
Sirius waved Severus off as he went into his rooms to change, and with that he took the time to look around his chambers. He expected it to be Slytherin oriented but the colors were a deep shade of burgundy and black, it was actually kind of homey. He walked over towards a shelf to check over the books, and to his surprise found that near every book was a muggle-fiction most of them novels, and only a few potions journals. He pulled out a book and opened it, skimming through the page then dropping it to turn a deep shade of red as he skimmed over what seemed like a… love scene between two men.
"Ahem," Severus cleared his throat as he came out of his rooms and saw Sirius drop one of his books.
Sirius jumped and grabbed the book from the floor, "S- sorry!" he stuttered, "I was looking at it and just… got a surprise when I read the page, uh, I'll put this back," he explained putting the book back in its space.
Severus rolled his eyes as he caught the cover and seen what the book was, "It's an erotic novel, you should've looked at the side, I have them labeled for guest…" he said as he walked over towards his liquor cabinet, pulling out two glasses and pouring himself and Sirius some Firewhiskey.
Sirius didn't think he could turn redder without being considered a Weasley when Severus said erotic. "Oh, I see," he responded as he glimpsed at the sides of the novels and noticed almost every one of them was marked to be erotic. He shook his head 'The old perv…' he thought to himself as he turned back towards Severus to see him standing in front of him holding out a glass.
Sirius took the glass and sipped at it, taking his time to notice now that they were side to side he towered Severus, which was surprising, he had always thought they were the same height as he had actually never been too close to Severus when standing. He beat him by a few inches, the top of Severus' head just meeting Sirius' nose. He smiled down at Severus, taking a swig of his glass.
Severus stared up at Sirius giving a glare, "What're you laughing about?" he asked as he watched Sirius' facial expression go from being in thought to smiling.
"Oh, nothing. Uh, can I ask you something?" Sirius asked as he took a seat in an armchair.
Severus sighed, he knew this was coming. "It's about the novel, isn't it?" he didn't even need to see Sirius' nod; he knew it's what it was about. "Well, what do you want to know?"
"How long have you been… er…?" Sirius trailed off.
"A queer?" Severus asked, taking a seat on the couch and crossing one leg over the other, rolling his glass in his hands and glaring firmly at Sirius.
Sirius gave a sigh, "That isn't the word I'd use, isn't that… I don't know offensive?"
"No, actually. I could care less for the word, just as if I was a muggle-born I wouldn't care to be called a Mudblood." Severus retorted.
"Oh, I see… well then yes, how long have you been a queer?" Sirius asked.
Severus glared, "Don't use that word, you mutt, and since I was 13."
Sirius rolled his eyes, Severus was just being difficult like always, "13, huh?"
"Yes, 13, the normal age for a boy to begin to notice the opposite gender, or for me, the same gender, " Severus explained.
"Oh, well… uh, I'm not against that you know. I know a lot of Wizards who are like that… hell, even I'm li-" Sirius began to explain but then was interrupted by Severus.
"I don't need an explanation of something I am aware of. I heard the rumors, Sirius Black, sex God of Gryffindor, slept with anyone who would warm his bed," Severus said in a snappy tone, raising his eyebrow as if challenging Sirius to tell him he was wrong.
Sirius gave him a grin, "Well, I won't deny it… I was quite… popular in school, even a few Slytherins got with me," he admitted.
"How… lucky of them?" Severus spat, finishing off his glass.
Sirius shrugged his shoulders, turning his gaze to the fire that Severus had going, slowly finishing off his glass sip by sip. "Are you a virgin?" he blurted out. He couldn't help it, he wanted to know. He wasn't sure /why/ he wanted to know, but he did. "Because as we were aware, the only person you ever loved was Lily and I know you didn't shag her, and now this whole gay thing. So I'm not sure what to think."
It was quiet for a few minutes, an uncomfortable silence, but Sirius never lifted his gaze from the fireplace, he knew that Severus was trying to glare a hole into his head to refrain from killing him. After about ten minutes of silence, or so Sirius reckoned, he finally looked up to see Severus with a completely blank and emotionless expression. It worried him for a moment until he heard him whisper something.
"What… are you playing at?" Severus whispered.
Sirius frowned, "I'm not playing anything."
"Get out," Severus said firmly.
Sirius tilted his head in confusion, "Severu-," he began but was interrupted.
"Do /not/ call me that!" he yelled now standing up from his chair, "Out! Get out!" he yelled as loud as he could, debating in his mind to pull his wand out and torture Sirius to death.
Sirius frowned, he was confused, 'Why's he so angry? It was a question…' Sirius thought to himself as he stood up and walked to the door, "I was merely curious, I wasn't trying to make fun of you or anything."
"That's /exactly/ what you were doing. Get out! No wonder Remus warned me about you! He told you, didn't he? On a drunken night, decided to have a laugh at Snivellus, right?" he bellowed, his face distorted and red from anger. "Get out!" he yelled once again.
Sirius frowned he didn't want to leave, but he obeyed, walking out and towards Remus' chambers. Remus knew something he didn't, and he, even if he had to demand it out of him, would find out what it was.
