A/N: I suppose I'm obliged to apologise for the quite long break from updates, but some of you already know that I wasn't going to write more until a certain period. There's also the factor of my stepdad being a asshat and cutting off my internet frequently… so yeah… I wasn't able to post this chapter until now.
Basically, my updates may be infrequent but I still will complete this story, I swear on my life.
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Warnings in General: Homosexual relationships, multiple pairings (SSxJP, SSxSB & SSxLM), Crack moments, slight OOC? And MAYBE DESCRIPTIVE SEX LATER IN STORY, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
Warnings this Chapter: Some fluff I guess, Snape being a general depressive git at times, and Lucius being a slight dick… and SMUT!
Chapter 9 – Chilly Morning After
It's peaceful, a gentle melody of birds chirping and owls hooting loud, vibrating through my ears loudly, making it hard for me to fall back to sleep. I try anyway, snuggling closer to the only warmth offered to me, the unfamiliar arm wraps tighter round my waist and I open my eyes to realize where I am and who is cuddling next to me.
"Oh…" I mumble to myself, trying not to stare so shocked at the two Gryffindor's practically lying on top of me. The tell tale signs of quiet snoring and mumbling show the two boys haven't woke up yet. I let myself calm down and actually accept the comforting touches and embraces, as I've never experienced such warmth or happiness since… well ever.
The Tower we fell asleep in is actually bitingly cold, the cold winter coming closer and closer. It's a miracle I didn't catch frostbite as I can feel my curled up fingers shivering for survival, my nose feeling tingly and red. Without thinking about it, I burrow my face into James' shoulder, sighing with relief the sudden warmth the crook of his neck offers.
"You awake?" A quiet tired but equally suave voice of Sirius Black mumbles behind my ear, the warm air tickling my ear and making me blush red. I nod slowly, mischievous arms sneaking onto my body in response. "Good…"
I nearly yell in surprise as Sirius sexually starts to rub my body, I hit his hands away with a scowl.
"Really, this time in the morning?" I hoarsely reprimand Sirius, trying to ignore the grin I can feel on my neck. "You're one horny dog, do you ever stop?"
"I don't think so…" Sirius retorts with charm, softly and soothingly kissing my neck. I try to ignore the embarrassing blush that is obvious against my pale skin. I sigh, leaning back and accepting Sirius' touches, albeit grumpily.
I'm too tired to care or even notice but the sun slowly raises, more and more light entering the Tower. Despite the cold, the view from where I lie with Sirius and a sleeping James is beautiful; I normally don't have time or am too occupied to care for such things. At some point, I curled into Sirius and James more and more until my face was the only thing left untouched by a careless limb or friendly leg. I'd only admit it to myself, but I've never been this happy, even if this happiness is achieved by unreal emotions from two whom I would never consider cuddling up to.
"Mm…" James groggily mumbles, tucking himself into me before regretfully sighing and sitting up. His even more tousled jet black hair and dazed brown eyes enrapture me for a second before I manage to look away, I do catch James cocky grin though. "Good morning Sev…"
With slight grudge, I slowly stand up and untangle myself from the pile we unwittingly made. Stretching my limbs and yawning, both Sirius and James come up as well to stand next to me. I force my sudden blush as their arms wrap around me in one way or another. I feel quite awkward as I don't know what to say to the two after last night's events. Apparently, James seems to know exactly what to say…
"I can't believe this actually happened," James says, with a grin rivalling the happiest man on Earth. "And just on time too, we have a perfect opportunity for a date today!"
"Date…?" I mumble, taken aback with how fast James is going with our 'test.' I notice with unease how Sirius looks frustrated and plain angry at James for mentioning such a thing.
"Hey, what about me!?" Sirius bursts out, grabbing me possessively. "I know you two are going to do this test run but we're sharing, remember?"
"Well, we can't exactly date him at the same time," James retorts, his voice taking on a patronizing tone. The thick tenseness in the air is nearly suffocating; the sudden change in atmosphere and feel is unnerving. "But, I feel as I should be able to date him first. It's only fair."
"Grr…" Sirius growls, his eyes darkening and looking ready to pounce any moment. Before the situation could get any messier, I step in front of the two, giving them my best glare.
"Stop it," I order. "What are you, barbarians? I'm here and I can listen to what you're saying, who said I was going to date any of you today? Maybe I'm not ready?"
The two shut up a look at me with an aghast expression. As if the idea of me not dating them is horrid and should be avoided. I roll my eyes at their behaviour and stare with daggers until one of them speaks up.
"Sorry Sev," James mumbles, but turning to me with puppy dog eyes. "But why can't you go on a date with me today? Won't it be nice…?"
"And don't forget me…" Sirius snidely adds in, sending me a pleading look as well.
If I thought about it hard enough, there won't be much to think of. I enjoy their touches and warm embraces. If somebody were to say to me a few weeks ago that I would crave Sirius Black and James Potter for whatever reason, I'd hex them to oblivion.
But, I do crave them… and a certain blonde. What can I do to change that?
"F-fine…" I choke out, breaking out of my self-doubt and confusing turmoil. The two seem so happy their bright smiles catch me off a little. I have to get one last word in though. "But, if I'm feeling suffocated or too weirded out by everything. I can call this whole thing off."
Their smiles lower slightly, but recover as they realize I just accepted this crazy proposition. I'm not even exactly sure why I just did but the sudden hug from James cuts off that thought.
"Thank you, thank you!" James yells our happily, his voice bouncing off the Tower circular walls. "I won't let you down, I swear!"
"Well," My voice takes an icy tone as I start to feel extremely claustrophobic. "You can let go of me now…"
James jumps back, looking upset at making me feel uncomfortable already. Sirius smirks and challenges his 'friend' with risen eyebrow. I step between the two Gryffindors', already sensing an impending fight.
"And no more fighting like dogs," I order the two. "I'd rather not deal with silly scraps and fights over myself."
"Fine…" Sirius mumbles in defeat, giving James one last glare before turning to me with a soft expression. "What now Sev?"
"Now..? I am going back to the Slytherin Dormitory," I sniff, rubbing my arms to warm up. I cut the two Gryffindors' off before they can complain. "I do want some rest before I get taken Merlin's knows where."
"Fair enough," Sirius shrugs, James sighing before nodding in response. Turning around, I practically rush out of the Tower away from the duo.
My breath is quick, for some reason my body decides to have a panic attack. The importance and seriousness of the situation catching up to me, my mind running over what this all means…
James and Sirius don't actually like me, or love me. They're under some sort of potion which makes them crazy over me, is it so wrong to go forward with this? Considering that the real Sirius and James would rather hex me than date me. There's also Lucius, who I am very confused about, I just feel completely wrong for my sudden urges. Reaching the stone entrance to the Slytherin Dormitory quickly, I barely rush out the password before entering the Common Room. I head towards the fireplace and rich green silk chairs as I know I will not be able to sleep during the storm in my head. Sitting down, I curl up into a small ball and try to relax my breathing, all the while my head throwing insults at me for being disgusting and evil for exploiting poisoned students.
I somehow relax enough to drop off to a light sleep, waking up every few minutes or so. As my eyes begin to close again for another restless sleep, warm hands grab my shoulders gently, pressure exerted in a massaging manner. It takes me a few seconds to realize I'm not dreaming.
Jumping up with a quiet yell, I turn around to Lucius, who holds his hands up in a non-threatening way.
"I did not mean to make you jump," Lucius calmly states, seeming to take a new direction in his attitude. Lucius more careful and not walking any closer, whereas he would jump on me everywhere before. "I wanted to help you relax, Severus."
"W-well," I briefly stutter, still feeling wary around the attractive Slytherin. "You don't need to."
There's a silence, slightly awkward but mainly tensioned filled. I can't describe the type of tension as I am captured in Lucius' stormy grey gaze.
"I do not understand," Lucius begins suddenly, staring intently at me. "How you can deny me so much when I offer the best and quite frankly the only option to you."
"What do you mean by that, Lucius?" I quietly say, feeling nervous as Lucius' predatory eyes seem to see through me.
"I'm sure you've heard of the 'Dark Lord,'" Lucius states, the familiar name ringing sirens in my mind. "It would do us all a big favour if you accept me and the power that comes with becoming my lover. Rather than those unruly light Gryffindor's…"
"I heard of him," I response, after a brief pause. "I am interested in the Dark Arts, but you shouldn't use that as an excuse to get me in your bed. If I ever do such a thing, it won't be because of bribery."
"Power isn't something to bribe with, Severus." Lucius sighs, seeming frustrated with my responses. "It's a luxury only few can have, and this is your opportunity."
"I said I'm not interested in that," I bite back, crossing my arms defensively. Despite being attracted to the blonde, I will never sell my soul to him like that.
Before I can do anything, Lucius stalks up to me and holds my arm, too close for comfort. The sudden deranged look in his eyes scares me but I cannot do anything as Lucius goes through turmoil.
"Fine, but I will get you Severus." Lucius growls possessively, forcing me to stare into his gleaming eyes. "I will get you, and you will be willing. And you won't regret it; in fact, you'll thank me for it."
Lucius surprises me further by rushing forward and passionately kissing me, it's softer than usual but still full of lust and emotions. I'm left in a daze as he breaks away, staring into my eyes deeply before turning around, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I'm now too awake to sleep again.
Hours drag by slowly and painfully, it is early afternoon as I drag myself into the Great Hall. I ignore Lily's blatant stare and even the two Gryffindors' I previously cuddled up to earlier. Seating myself under the Slytherin table, I grab some toast to force down my throat. I sit aimlessly for a while, lost in my thoughts until someone pokes me to get my attention.
It's James, looking quite uneasy as all the Slytherins' on my table glare hatefully to him.
"Hey," James greets, rubbing his head in an abashed way. "I was wondering if you wanted to go with me to Hogsmeade today, y'know… if you want to."
Thinking about it a little, I nod slowly, watching with slight amusement as James jumps up into the air with his fist out excitedly.
"Yes!" He cheers, not seeming to care about the scene he is creating. "You won't regret it Sev, meet you at the gates at one?"
Giving another nod while trying to avoid the stares of the nearby Slytherins, I watch as James smiles brightly, walking off with a skip in his step. I turn back around; content to stare at my still full bowl of porridge. Despite saying yes to the Gryffindor, it still feels wrong to take advantage of his 'ailment.' A quiet cough from behind me breaks me of my dark musings, the sound emitted from an almost furious looking Lily, standing before me with her hands on her hips.
"Sev, come with me," Lily orders, her voice expectant. Her green eyes narrowing as I don't move even slightly. "Now, Severus."
Next thing I know, I am quickly dragged upwards from my seat and the strong vice grip that is Lily Evan's soon pulls me along. I am helpless and honestly a little humoured.
"What is it?" I ask as Lily stops dragging me, led outside beside the oak tree again. Lily looks to me with a sad expression, her bottom lip hanging out ever so slightly, her green eyes sparkling with a whirlpool of anger and regret.
"I'm sorry," we both say in unison, I manage to crack a small smile and Lily beams at me, letting out a small laugh.
"Well, seeing how we're both sorry," Lily begins, seeming more herself now. "And the fact we're both forgiven, let's start over?"
"Of course," I nod, letting the redhead hug me tightly. Even though Lily seems to stick her head into business she shouldn't, I still want her as a best friend, and the thought of us being like before nearly rips me apart inside.
"So, the gates will be opening for Hogsmeade soon…" Lily hums. "I suppose we should get ready and go?"
I jolt suddenly with remembrance; I'm meeting and going on a date with James then. Lily instantly notices the change in my demeanour and sends me a concerned look. I try to think quickly of how to avoid telling Lily my dirty secret nor hurt her feelings.
"Sev…?" Lily steps closer, barely able to touch my shoulder in concern before I jump back, skittish and shaky.
"I can't!" I say, quite loudly. "I already have plans; I would go with you Lily but…"
I find I can't finish my sentence, my voice dropping suddenly as I can't find a reasonable excuse to explain just why I can't spend time with my closest friend. Lily sighs, her voice dripping of disappointment and defeat.
"It's okay," Lily mumbles, despite it being not okay. "I'll just go to Hogsmeade with Joanne and the others. See you."
Once again, Lily walks off. I lean against the tree, feeling angry at myself, for many reasons…
I realize time has passed as a group of Hogwarts students leave the castle in hoards, towards the gates that will open to Hogsmeade. I make my way towards the stone path leading to Hogsmeade, following the chattering and loud crowds of students until I reach the tall spiked gates, self-consciously looking around, messing with the sleeve of my button up shirt.
"There you are!" James bright voice breaks through my reverie, I notice straight away that the dark-haired Gryffindor cleaned up and dressed nicely for this 'date.' I can't help but stare at the tight but rich looking collared, white silk shirt, covered with a nicely fitting red jacket. I feel inadequate in my casual long-sleeved cotton shirt and slacks.
"Like what you see?" James coos, winking at me coyly. I jump slightly, embarrassment filling me at being caught. I snort and shake my head, despite liking what I saw.
"You wish…" I mutter, crossing my arms in defence. James laughs, apparently seeing through me.
We walk quietly for a while, every so often, James will send me a heated look, as if he wants to get closer. It is the fifth time before I say anything.
"What?" I ask, my voice cold. "Why do you keep staring at me? It's very unnerving…"
"Can I hold your hand?" James says, not answering but answering my question. I blush, feeling odd at all this attention.
"Someone will see," I grate out, realizing how many students are in Hogsmeade, many already sending us incredulous looks.
"Let them see," James says, trying his best to convince me. I continue to shake my head though, too conscious of what people will think. "Oh come on, please?"
I find myself unable to say no anymore to James, his hazel eyes beckoning me enough that I hold out a hand and let his grasp it, showing clearly to anyone to looks hard enough that we're 'close.' But James' expression of utter joy soothes my worries a little, my mind settling down and choosing to be ignorant of peoples' opinion.
James leads me around Hogsmeade, often making stops in the shops to buy various things. He surprises me the most in Honeydukes by purchasing a whole bag worth of dark chocolate mint squares. I take the bag with surprise, I didn't expect much from our 'date.'
"T-thanks," I barely manage to say before James drags me along further, before I know it, we're both sitting in a secretive booth at the back of The Three Broomsticks. I nurse my pint of butterbeer, avoiding James' pointed looks, and our feet brushing together once or twice enough to make me jump and shiver slightly.
"So, are you enjoying today so far?" James asks, trying to start some form of conversation. "I mean, you like the date… right?"
"It was…" I sigh, trying to find the right words from my tumbling mind. "Better than expected… I enjoyed it more than I wanted to."
James grins, getting intimately close to me in the booth, sliding an arm around my shoulders. I blush yet again, staring intensely at my pint, my eyes never meeting James'. My mind is currently in turmoil, guilt and enjoyment mixing together to make a horrible concoction.
"You're so shy…" James chuckles, daring to get even closer and sweetly kiss my cheek. He laughs again at my face reddening even more. "I wish you'd look at me."
Without even thinking, I look upwards towards him and our faces are only a small inch away. I gasp loudly in surprise before James boldly places his lips on mine, his mischievous tongue darting out to swipe my slightly parted lips open even more. I keen softly, blushing even harder at the sound I just made.
"Y-you're so…" James gasps, not being coherent in his words as he attacks my mouth. "…Gorgeous…"
"James…" I quietly moan, feeling suddenly heated and hormonal, from just a kiss.
James continues to kiss me feverishly, his hands bravely going lower until he is rubbing my clothed erection. I'm very glad our booth is away from prying eyes, I don't think I can control myself any longer. With a quick movement, I straddle James and continue our tongue battle. My bold move surprises the Gryffindor and his slight falter gives me advantage and soon enough I'm taking clear power over him.
"Sev…" James moans, a little too loudly for comfort. Glancing behind me, there's luckily nobody near our booth to neither hear nor notice this blatant act of exhibitionism.
"S-shush, someone will hear!" I hiss, slightly more aware of just where we are and who can see if they looked past the wall separating us from the busy pub. James just smiles and continues to snog me heavily, his hand creeping downwards to caress my thin trembling thighs. I barely hold in a moan, the pleasurable sensation of James strong hands too much.
James smiles and enjoys my muffled moans and half-hearted glares, clearly relishing in my pleasure, the thought that the Gryffindor just wants me to release makes me blush. I'm not used to such display of 'kindness' and 'unselfishness.' To my utter surprise and slight embarrassment, James practically grinds our lower half's together, so I can clearly feel his ever-growing bulge against my bottom.
"W-we shouldn't…" I gasp out, feeling the coil inside me curl even tighter, my whole body aflame with lust and pleasure; it's almost too much to bear, a sudden jolt of pleasure spikes my body as James starts sucking greedily and almost possessively on my neck, I never known I like that.
"W-wait, stop before I- "I try to say, pass my overwhelming sensitivity, but before I can push James off for not listening, I arch upwards in sudden pleasure, as if a lightning bolt struck me. I blush in pure embarrassment because I've just came in my underwear, just from my neck being sucked and erection being groped.
I find myself not looking James in the eyes properly, despite still sitting on his lap. As I finally find the courage to glance at the Gryffindor, who is currently grinning happily to me.
"Stop looking at me like that," I huff, crossing my arms. I pinch James however, as he refuses to listen. "This is so embarrassing, I can't believe I did this with you-"
"Don't say that!" James gasp, hugging me to his chest protectively. "I wanted to please you because you're the most important person to me… actually, Sev… I think I love-"
"No!" I jolt, untangling myself from James speedily. I find myself hyperventilating and panicking. "You can't, no… you don't love me!"
"I do!" James argues, seemingly confused by display of panic. "I don't care if you don't love me now, but I'm going to be honest about my feelings Severus. I will change your mind on this, we're perfect together."
"Are we?" I snidely sniff, staring at my knees rather than James. "Don't you think it's weird how 'suddenly' you changed your mind on me, the James Potter I knew would rather lie with a Centaur than me… don't you find it weird how you used to bully me mercilessly and now you want to shag me?"
James looks thoughtful and actually worried for a second at my words, but his scrunched up expression changes to disbelief in a tiny fraction of a second.
"I love you!" He nearly yells, probably loud enough for passerby's to hear. "Our past is in the past. I know I've done some horrible stuff to you but I will do anything to get your forgiveness!"
"You don't understand," I sigh, unable to convey to the Gryffindor my guilt that gnaws at me, the never-ending confusion of 'am I taking advantage?' or 'am I raping him?' James is utterly clueless and bewitched by the potion, yet I'm still letting him date me!
I try to ignore his pleading eyes as I leave The Three Broomsticks, towards the castle where I will mope in self-pity while ignoring the urges of my lust to rip off James clothes because then, and only then, will I become a greedy monster.
A/N: Well, IT'S FINALLY DONE AND UPDATED! I hope you enjoyed this chapter as I hope it tides you over until next time. (Which might be later than sooner, apologies!) Sev might go through some emotional turmoil in this story as he tries to accept the threes' touches and well 'sexual advances' but there will be heavy sex eventually.