A/N

the last chapter was dedicated to Ablacksheep I hadn't planed the love seen to be in the stables.
And this one was for Electra de Lioncourt if it weren't for you I would have totaly forgotten their angsty relationship in the beginning and the story would be incomplete and there is nothing I hate more than that!! by the way does your name have anything to do with Lestat? and thanks a bunch again!!

Chapter Ten

If Lucius thought that he had been the only one to see his life so insistently to the point were he had stopped trying to avoid the flashbacks, he had been wrong. Severus had been unwillingly visiting his past.

Tonight for example his mind was pondering the years after their amazing night together.

That had been the only night Lucius and Severus ever spent in each others arms.
Lucius had insisted in making the best out of his misfortune. Needless to say his success only lasted a few years.
With time and change came adjustment and along with adjustment came Draco.

That boy had been his pride and joy since Narcissa had announced her pregnancy.
He had been excited to an almost obsessive point. He had planed everything in that boys life if it were possible at such an early age. And it had only seemed reasonable to make none other than Severus Snape the godfather of his only son and heir to be.

Severus had accepted even though he had been reluctant, surprised and happy for Lucius. And as icing on the emotional cake, saddened.

Severus pathetically enjoyed his Love's happiness, even if it was from afar.
And that's why he had accepted. Because he too felt excited about the new Malfoy heir.
There was going to be this new bundle of joy in Lucius' life. And that was exactly why Severus reprimanded himself over and over again for accepting. That cute glorious bundle of joy was going to cry and worst of all demand attention! As if Severus didn't detest attention seekers.

Oh that fucking 'bundle of joy" hadn't even been born and it was already stressing poor Severus.
What had he ever done to deserve such punishment. Of course there was a silver lining in the bloody black cloud, it wasn't his child. He was not in charge of feeding it, raising it, and worst of all hearing it cry. And boy was he glad.

Severus grew into the idea of having someone to be responsible for even if it was only as a Godfather. And whether he would ever admit to it or not he loved the little blond idiot.

Draco had been after all a blessing of sorts for he insured that they would inevitably see each other regardless of their fights.

One of the most prominent had been when he became a spy for Dumbledor and The Order.

When Severus had decided to join the Light there had been a vigorous fight that had ended with a slam of Severus' door and a bleeding Lucius. A few weeks later news came to Severus that Draco had fallen from his broom and was unconscious.

The brat had woken a few hours after Severus' arrival. Meanwhile he had tried to comfort Lucius and Narcissa in a very unconventional way, his way.

Draco's pity accident had brought them back together.

Days, weeks, months and even years went by and Severus still loved Lucius.

Regardless of what the blond thought.

And boy is that bloody blond idiot wrong. When he chooses to think he somehow manages to come to the wrong conclusion.

Actually Severus had to correct that last statement, when he didn't bother to think he automatically came to the wrong conclusions.

The best, and maybe the only, example of this was when Lucius walked in on him and Marius.

Marius had been a very old and great lover. Of course it all ended when that blasted blond idiot came in!

Marius was a tall burnett. His eyes were a stunning green. He was twenty years Severus' senior. He had been a kind friend and amazing lover. One of the most amazing qualities was the ease and speed in which he managed to get Severus into opening up. The man was a smart one which definitely played in his favor. And even though everything was seemingly perfect between them they both knew Severus loved one and only one, Lucius. No matter the years and the life Lucius had without him. It was the one and only unspoken truth between them.

One night eight months within their relationship they were hanging out in Severus flat in London. It was the Christmas break and Severus was enjoying his time away with the annoying brutes he had as students. He had invited Marius to spend the break with him and the man had accepted with an extremely and unbelievable dorky grin.

It was at the beginning of the break that Severus finally figured why it was that he found Marius down right irresistible. The man had the capability to blush. And the only reason he ever blushed was Severus. That had been the reason why Severus had been so damn attracted to him since the beginning.

Severus remembered that the man had blushed since the first time they had spoken. Of course the best thing about Marius blushing was that it engorged his ego whether he liked to admit to it or not. Severus thought it so amazing that a man that age and with Marius' experience could still blush. Better yet that he was the reason.

Marius was far beyond a better catch than Lucius. He had the looks, money, power and none of the ego or better yet the control factor. Although it would be unfair to say that Lucius had ever controlled him. Somehow Severus had tamed the beast, so to speak.

To him it was prove that their was some type of innocence within Marius. And Severus was all for innocence.

That day everything had gone well. They had spent the entire day discussing so many subjects. One of which had been Edgar Allen Poe. They were both fans of his work and the man himself. They had concluded that the man had not only been born way before his time but had been an amazing evil genius.

After their discussions they had engaged in an innocent make-out session. And thats when Lucius decided to bust in on them like a crazed maniac.

And the screeching began. "How dare you do this to me! I thought you loved me! But obviously all you said to me was a bloody lie! Wasn't it!" "How could ..."

" Shut the Fuck up! Don't you dare accuse me of lying! Have you forgotten you are married! And that it has been over seventeen years since you left me!! I have a life you selfish bastard! I am not going to spend my life hoping you decide to leave your cheating wife and come back to me! Nor am I going to wait for her to die so we can finally live a fucking fairytale ending. Get the Fuck out of my house you arsehole!"

Severus had had enough. Lucius had been way out of line. Aparently he was to selfish to understand how hard it was for Severus to have him dangled in front of his face and not be able to have him.

As soon as he had left Sevreus proceeded to apologize for the whole messy and unnecessary scene. But Lucius had done way to much damage to repair with a simple apology.

That night Marius broke up their relationship on the sole basis that Severus didn't love him nor would have ever been able to.

Marius had been understanding. But the break up had been painful never the less.

Severus understood. How couldn't he. Marius was right after all.
That still didn't make things easier on him.

What Severus didn't know was that that specific night Lucius had gone to see him after finding Narcissa in their bedroom with her lover.

...

Severus now sat in his leather chair in front of the fire missing Marius and yet loving Lucius, still.

"Oh Marius, I wonder whatever became of you. Lately I cant stop thinking of you."

"Is that so Sevy dear?"