Severus was trudging through the corridors faster than he ever had, one boy in each hand. Soon they were up in front of Minerva's office and he banged on the door with sheer force. Jordan had caught up with them just before the Headmistress had opened her door in a frazzled state.

'Yes, Severus? What seems to be the problem?' She asked rather shocked to be awoken like this on their first night back.

'I have reason to believe these boys have just committed quite the hate crime, Minerva.' Jordan explained feeling Severus fuming beside her.

Her eyes widened with understanding, she even shot a worried look at Severus' countenance. 'Yes, yes, of course. Come in.'

They all bustled in and Severus threw the two boys into the chairs in front of Minerva's desk.

Minerva stood in front of them and gave them her best sneer. Jordan knew it well, but she could definitely see Severus' own dictatorial air through her. 'What is the meaning of this, Mr. Vance?'

The boy looked up to her with a nervous air about him. 'I'm not exactly sure, Headmistress. To be honest, I don't know why I'm up here.'

Severus was instantly in his face. 'Where you the one who disrobed him, or were you the one who wrote those vile words above him?'

The boy looked up at him and Jordan could tell by the look on his face that he truthfully had no idea what he was talking about. He shook his head slightly as he spoke. 'I…I don't know what you're talking about, sir.'

'What are you talking about Severus?' Minerva asked with concern.

He rose up from his perch and locked eyes with her. 'Jordan and I were awoken by Mr. Baylor not thirty minutes ago to a very disturbing image, Headmistress. These boys disrobed and strung up a first year in his private room and…' He seemed to have trouble saying the words he had seen. Minerva leaned forward begging him to go on, but Jordan interjected.

'Above him, someone had charmed flashing, silver letters that said… Slytherins hate Fags.' Her eyes arose to see Minerva's lips straighten as she shot a death glare at the boys in front of her.

'Severus, I want you to use Legilimency right now to see if they are indeed the perpetrators and if they are, I give you both free rein to do with them as you wish.'

Severus nodded his head and leaned down into the raven-hared boy's face. He gulped and surcame to the raven-hared man's entering of his brain and memories. He searched through many scenes, none of them pertaining to the night's events when he came across the image of Jordan. He tried to resist delving into the memory, but he couldn't help himself. He was instantly standing beside the boy and another Slytherin; he was a redheaded boy that Severus knew of, Dean Hayworth. He was a seventh year as well; the boys seemed to be good friends.

The red headed boy was glaring at Jordan as they walked up the isle of the Great Hall and Vance seemed to be looking at her too, but he seemed uninterested. Dean turned to him. 'Who is that sexy little bitch?' He asked, perplexed by his Professor. Vance looked at him coldly. 'I'd watch yourself there mate. Her and Snape seem to be holding hands.'

'The tosser. What has he done to deserve such a fine piece of ass like that? She deserves a real man.'

Vance rolled his eyes and scoffed, 'And you're a real man, are you? Snape would have you hexed to bits before you could so much as look at her suggestively. And what are you talking about? He's been through quite a bit, more than the rest of us, what with his role in the war. Don't forget he sent you to Hagrid instead of the Carrow's last year when you wouldn't Crucio Sarah Windom.'

Dean huffed. 'Why do you have to take up for him all the time? He practically hates you. I tell you what though. I bet something's wrong with her. Who in their right mind would fuck Snape?'

Vance chuckled. 'I bet he's better in the sack than you are, you jealous twit. Once you get past his personality, he's not that bad looking either. He has a regalness to him.'

Dean looked at him as if he was insane. 'Yea…Well I wouldn't mind buggering her. Maybe I'll get my chance and she'll leave him to wallow in his miserable life.'

Vance said nothing, but shook his head at his friend. Severus had thought he had seen enough when he saw Vance eye Sam from a few seats away, a smirk settling at the edge of his mouth. Sam looked up at him and met his gaze; he too smirked at the older boy and looked away.

It then dawned on Severus what had happened. He searched through his memories until he found what he was looking for. As he expected, there Vance and Sam were on top of each other when Thorpe opened the door on them. He immediately went berserk, his wand drawn, not at Vance, but at Sam.

'So, you and Vance here like to fuck boys, do you? Well, we'll fix that little perversion of yours, you little Cretan.'

Sam tried to find his wand, but it was nowhere to be found and Vance tried to block him, but Thorpe stunned him. 'I'll deal with you later, Colin.' The memory was becoming fainter and fainter, but Severus could still see what was going on because Colin's eyes were open.

He looked away when he saw Thorpe levitate the boy and shoot ropes at him. The last thing he did was obliviate the first year saying, 'Slytherins hate Fags.' He then threw Vance over his shoulder and ran from the room, knocking on Tristan's door along the way.

Finding what he had set out to find, he pulled out of Colin Vance's mind, with a knowing look on his face. He turned to see Jordan and Minerva both looking at him expectantly. He glanced at the boy who looked as if he knew he had been found out, when Severus turned back to the women. 'Mr. Vance is innocent. However, I did see Mr. Thorpe commit the act.'

Jordan looked at Severus with a confused expression. 'If Vance is innocent, how did you see Thorpe? Was he his lookout?'

'No, Jordan. The boy is without fault… Just trust me.' He spat at his fiancé causing her to straighten up and nod her head in response.

'Well, Mr. Thorpe, do you wish to confess?' Minerva asked the boy in front of her with a sour expression.

He looked up at her with an equally shady countenance. 'Yea. I'll admit it. I've done nothing wrong though. It was a matter of opinion.'

Severus went to get in the boy's face, but Jordan caught him by the wrist. He shot her a rather nasty sneer before he could think about what he was doing, but Jordan knew he didn't mean it so she tried to calm him down by giving him a small smile of sympathy.

His chest was heaving, but he seemed to calm down a bit. Jordan looked at Minerva and nodded her head to go on.

She stared at the couple for a few seconds and turned back to the boy. 'Opinion or not, you have committed a hate crime. I could expel you myself, but I'm going to leave that pleasure up to your Heads of House.'

Jordan's grip on Severus' wrist released slightly so he could free himself. Now calm and collected, Severus turned to the boy and leaned down to wear they were a hairs length apart. 'You are utter and total scum and I hope you never find relief for the mental illness you no doubt have.'

The boy looked to be unconcerned with his professor's chiding. 'Likewise, Snape. I do however hope you and your bitch of a fiancé have a deplorable existence here. I'm not the only one who thinks this way.'

Before Minerva or Jordan could do anything, Severus had his wand at the young boy's throat. His voice more menacing than the two had ever heard before. 'I could kill you right here and now, you know? However, I enjoy my deplorable existence. If I ever see you in mine or my family's presence again, I might have to take you up on that offer though. Then again maybe my "bitch of a fiancé" might do it for me. Give me your wand, Mr. Thorpe.' He leaned up and held out his hand.

The boy looked up at him with utter disgust as his hand went to his pocket and pulled out his wand. He shoved it into Severus' hand and leaned forward. 'Such a nice piece of ass to be wasted on such a greasy git like yourself.'

Severus took the wand and very dramatically snapped it in the boy's face. It died with a spark and was no more. He then threw it in his face. 'Get out of my sight, you pathetic excuse for a boy.'

Just then there was a nock at their door and Draco peaked his head in. 'You called for me Headmistress?'

'Ah, yes, Draco. Could you please escort Mr. Thorpe back to London. He's been expelled and I think I speak for everyone present when I say I wish he was no longer in my company.' Minerva said with a distasteful look on her face.

Draco obediently stepped forward and took the boy by the back of the neck. Looking up into his Godfather's face, he realized the boy must have done something truly terrible to warrant this much hatred in his eyes. 'Yes, ma'am. Severus… Is everyone alright?' He asked, truly concerned.

Severus' glance rose to him. 'Show no mercy, Draco. This piece of shit is a threat to everything we hold true.'

Draco looked at Jordan and nodded his head. 'Yes, sir.' He then took the boy and escorted him out.

'I want a full report upon your return.' Severus spat as he turned away from their fleeting figures.

'Yes, sir.' Draco said as he left.

Jordan was instantly at his side as Draco took Thorpe away. 'Severus? Are you ok?'

He nodded as his attention returned to Colin Vance. 'Mr. Vance, if you could follow me.' He turned and left Minerva's office, Colin in his wake. Minerva looked up at Jordan. 'What just happened?'

She shook her head. 'I honestly have no idea. I'll tell you that I definitely forgot how nasty some Slytherins can be…' She looked down at the ground. To her surprise, Minerva came and hugged her. 'I know, dear, but I assure you there are very few people who think those things about you.'

She hugged Minerva back. 'It's not even that. I just can't believe some one would do that to someone in their own house. It's deplorable.'

'Indeed it is, dear. Now, did you make sure the boy wasn't hurt in the process?'

She pulled away, 'As best I could. I left him with Caroline, so if anything is truly wrong we'll be informed upon our arrival.'

'Well, go check on the boy and make sure Severus is ok. I haven't seen him that angry since your seventh year.' She said as she led her to the door.

'Thank you, Minerva. I apologize for having to wake you so late.'

'Oh no, dear. It's in the job description after all.'

Jordan left Minerva's office to venture down to her rooms.

Meanwhile Severus had already made it down to the dungeons with Colin. The boy kept looking at him with a worried expression, not knowing if Severus was going to give him months of detention or worse.

He stopped in his office and told him to sit. Colin looked confused. 'Sit, Vance. Now.' He roared.

Colin had never sat down so quickly in his life. He looked up at his Head of House with an even more worried expression. 'Professor, I can explain what you saw-'

'Oh, I hope you will, Mr. Vance. First, I would like to thank you, though.' He drawled in his usual countenance.

Colin's mouth almost dropped. 'Thank me? Excuse me, sir, but for what exactly?'

Severus reclined back in his desk chair and crossed his legs. 'Apparently you take up for me quite a bit?'

His cheeks reddened. 'Yes, sir. I do seem to find myself coming to your aid quite a bit. You'll have to forgive Dean, sir. He can be quite a prat at times.'

Severus chuckled. 'Yes. It would seem so.' His face then went stiff as he leaned forward. 'I would like you to do something for me, Mr. Vance.'

After getting over his initial shock at Severus laughing at him, he spoke. 'Yes, sir. Whatever you need.'

'I want you to keep an eye on him and any others like him. Especially, in my wife's classes. If there is anything amiss, I want you to escort her back to me promptly after class. I am a very jealous man, Mr. Vance. I do not want her to be mishandled in any way.'

Colin nodded his head in understanding. 'You trust me that much, sir?'

'Yes. After all, it's not like you'll go after her. What with the other bit I saw while in your head.' He instinctively raised his eyebrow.

Colin's cheeks reddened again. 'Thank you for not saying anything, sir. To be honest, I thought I was done for. You are the only one that knows…'

'It was not important at the time, Mr. Vance. However, your secret is certainly safe with me. I have some bad news for you though. You are going to have detention with me over this, Mr. Anderson as well. I could care less about your proclivities, but I will not have you copulating on my watch and definitely not with first years.'

Shaking his head, he looked at Severus. 'I understand, sir. You'll have to forgive me. I'm not really sure what came over me.' His face looked haunted as he continued on. 'I've never done anything with someone that young, sir.'

'And hopefully you won't on these grounds again, Mr. Vance. Next time I won't be so understanding.'

Colin shook his head. 'Yes, sir. I promise, it will never happen again.'

'Very well. You are dismissed.'

He stood to leave. 'I don't think you have a miserable existence, sir. I also don't think Professor Snape is a… a bitch. From what I remember of her, she is a very nice person. Although, I would not want to make her upset with me, sir. Much like yourself. I will do everything in my power to watch out for her.'

Severus thought about what the boy said. 'I don't remember asking you for your opinion about her, Mr. Vance, but thank you. She means a great deal to me. I find it to be quite admirable that you will watch after her so well.' Standing he held out his hand to him.

When Colin took it, he seemed to shudder a bit. 'You'll report to the potions classroom after dinner on Sunday for your detention.'

'Yes, sir.' Colin said as he turned for the door and left.

As he turned into the common room, Jordan came down the corridor and burst into Severus' office.

He seemed to be in the middle of deep thought because he barely reacted when Jordan came through the door.

She stood there for a second just looking at him when his eyes rose to meet hers. Knowing she had his attention she walked over to him and clutched his face in her hands, bringing him down into a hug. She knew he wasn't one for talking after such situations, so she comforted him the only way she knew how.

His arms snaked around her and pulled her body into his. They stood there for quite some time, until Severus broke away from her and walked through his office to their study. He looked so exhausted as he walked past the two children sitting on their sofa.

Caroline went to speak to him, but Jordan shook her head at her before she could. 'Go to bed Caroline. I'll escort Mr. Anderson back to his room.'

He got up and followed her as Caroline walked toward her room. She too looked completely drained. When Sam was at her side she turned and walked with him.

'Am I in trouble, Professor?' He asked after a moment.

Jordan looked at him, shocked. 'I'm sorry, Mr. Anderson. Why would you be in trouble?'

'My memory came back after you and the Professor left. I was with one of the boy's you took with you.'

'Professor Snape said Mr. Vance was innocent. I don't know what you mean?'

He looked up at her with blushed cheeks. Jordan thought for a minute and it occurred to her what he meant by 'He was with Colin.'

'Oh… Well, I assume Severus knows. I'll talk to him about it and let you know.' She was completely shocked. Good grief Sam was a first year. She continued on. 'I can't see him letting you off for this, Sam.'

Sam shook his head. 'That's what I thought… Thank you for everything you did for me, ma'am.'

'We just did what was right, Mr. Anderson. You won't have to deal with Mr. Thorpe anymore. He was expelled. I'll talk to Severus and let you know of your punishment in the morning.'

'Yes, ma'am.' He said as they came to his room. 'Good night, Professor.'

'Good night, Mr. Anderson. Sleep well.' She said as she looked up and down the dorm corridor to make sure everyone was at least pretending to be asleep.

Seeing that everything was in order and Sam was now in his room, she made her way back to her own room. Walking into their bedroom, she noticed Severus had fallen asleep in his robes. She slipped into the bed beside him and started to rub his back in small circles.

He moaned in pleasure as she went about her task, rolling over completely so she could reach his back entirely. Observing that he liked her menstruations she rose and straddled him. Rubbing his back, she could feel the tension he had. 'Severus?'

She heard a faint grunt from below her and took that to mean he wanted her to go on. 'Are you ok?'

She saw him turn his head after a second so he could speak to her. 'I didn't exactly take too kindly to hearing him speak about you that way. He wasn't the only one tonight either…'

Jordan sighed. 'Sweetie, it doesn't bother me that much. I know you get jealous very easily, but I could care less about what those stupid boys think of me.'

Severus flipped himself over under her. 'You obviously haven't heard what they said about you tonight. They said that you were too fine to be with me, that you must have something wrong with you to want to fuck me.'

Jordan's face was stern. 'Severus, you know that's not true. They are jealous prepubescent boys. Why does it matter to you?'

'I don't know…I guess it just caught me off guard. I didn't think anyone would say something about you like that… I'm also worried.'

Her hands came down to rub his chest. 'Why?'

'Dean Hayworth, he's a seventh year, said some very disturbing things to Vance tonight. I've told Mr. Vance that he is to keep an eye on you.'

Jordan laughed. 'Severus I can take care of myself. I don't need some seventh year watching over me.'

Severus captured her hands. 'You listen to me and you listen well, Jordan. If Mr. Vance tells you that he needs to escort you to me, you are to follow him. I am not going to have you violated in such a way.'

'Violated? What do you mean, Severus?'

He huffed. 'Mr. Hayworth said something about how he'd fuck you given the chance. I know you would never do such a thing, but he is quite good at defensive spells.' He leaned up and stroked her cheek. 'I just don't want you to get hurt. Mr. Vance's proclivities are… well, out of your league, so to say. I know he will be completely safe. He's also quite a talented dueler. He knows more non-verbal spells than the rest of his class put together.'

She smiled at him and her head fell forward onto his. 'Yes, I gathered. I am flattered by your precautions, Severus, and although I think they are highly unnecessary, I will do as you wish.'

'Thank you. Now, hush your trap. We aren't running on enough sleep as it is.' He said as he laid himself back, bringing her with him.

'Severus, I'm much too heavy to sleep on top of-'

'Hush your lying mouth and go to sleep, you harpy.'

Before Jordan could get offended and roll off of him to her side of the bed, his legs came up around her to trap her. His thighs were too strong for her to break free and as she tried, he chuckled to himself and kissed her forehead. 'You might as well give up, dear. You aren't going to win this one.'

She huffed as the realization hit her and just went limp in his arms. He smiled as they both drifted into a deep sleep.