1 Long Time Lust: Part II
WARNING: this contains implied SLASH. Men loving men. There is nothing explicit at all in this chapter, but if you don't like the thought of two men together, please don't read it. It only causes hassle for us both. Just press 'Back' and leave.
Authors Note: I'm sorry that this has taken so long, but I've had exams, and then I moved house, somehow managing to misplace my notebook with this part written in it. This is 2 of 3, and the next part is already half written, so it should be here shortly. This is dedicated to everyone who reviews this and my other stories: THANK YOU!
Days passed, and they heard nothing. No whispers as they passed people in the corridors, no strange looks, no funny questions with heaps of underlying innuendo. In fact, the only thing that was out of the ordinary was that Snape looked even more smug and happy than normal, but this was to be expected.
James and Sirius knew better than to relax and think that Snape would stay silent though. Snape still owed Sirius for the shrieking shack incident in their previous year, as well as hundreds of minor tricks they had both played over the years. As time went on, both boys became more and more certain that Snape was planning something big and terrible.
The rest of the school returned on a Saturday. James met Lily outside the school with a terribly guilty conscience that only got worse when he kissed her. His feelings compounded when he looked past Lily and saw Snape grinning, an expression James had only ever seen Snape wear right after he had knocked James off his broom in Quidditch. James stiffened and swore.
"What's wrong?" Lily asked, running fingers down his face.
"Just Snape, being a shit as usual," James said through gritted teeth. Lily grimaced and they went inside.
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The consequences started the next day. So many people were giving Sirius and James funny looks in the halls the even Lily noticed. "Why is everyone looking at us funny?" she asked. She and the Marauders were walking to the Potions lesson they shared with the Slytherins.
"I daresay its Sirius, not you, he's always done something odd," replied Remus, shooting James a look that said 'You owe me'. Lily seemed to accept this and paid no more attention to the stares.
Remus seated himself next to James in the their lesson, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's up with you and Sirius, and I'm not sure I want to. But I do know that you've both been impossible to talk to since Christmas, and I'm sick of it. What's going on?"
"I thought you said you didn't want to know?" James snapped. Remus gave him a searching look.
"You're right, I don't," he said, and went to sit next to Peter. Sirius wandered over to James.
"Looks like its me and you, then," he said nonchalantly. James shot a shifty look around the rest of the class, sure that they were being watched. "I'm not sure that now is the best time," he responded.
"You know, Jamie, you're just going to make it worse by looking shifty like that," Sirius teased.
"What's up, you two? Lover's tiff, is it?" Snape called derisively, to the cackling laughter of his Slytherin friends. The Marauders all glared.
Snape made similar comments for the entire lesson, escaping censure from the Professor, who had rather a soft spot for the potions prodigy. This was nothing unusual, but his comments were now of a more explicit nature, and were making some of the more immature students blush.
At the end of the lesson, Snape waylaid the Marauders by the door. The Professor had already left, but scenting a fight, the rest of the students stopped to listen in, so Snape had the perfect audience.
"Have they told you, Evans?" he asked, in a caring voice that was far more patronising than anything else, and the Gryffindors bristled.
"Go to hell, Snape, and let me past," Lily snapped.
James heard Snape talking, and knew that he was about to tell Lily, his beloved girlfriend, what he had seen on Christmas Day, but his brain was moving in slow motion and he couldn't quite believe it was happening. It felt like it was all a dream, and that making any move would make it real, make it that Snape really was telling Lily.
"Don't touch me, Mudblood. I never could quite work out why Potter wanted to, you know. But over the holidays, I had an enlightenment on the subject: he doesn't."
There was a stunned silence, as all betting on the outcome of this particular fight, and all wonderment at what it was about stopped, and everyone tried to take in this newest development. James didn't like Lily, who he had been with for the last year.
"Excuse me, Snape? How would you ever know-," James began, but Snape cut him off.
"I got that impression when I saw you making out with Black. I presumed it meant that you didn't fancy Evans any more." This time, it was Sirius who had to restrain James, to stop him from ripping Snape's throat out. Snape continued with obvious delight. "And as for Black asking me to join in…" he allowed a small silence for people to digest this information, "I guess you just weren't good enough for him, Potter."
There was immediate furore. "Fuck off, Snape!" Lily screamed. James reached out to comfort her, but she screamed at him too. "Go to hell, James Potter, you lying, cheating bastard! You're worse than he is!" She ran from the room, sobbing, and Mirabel, her best friend, followed, glaring angrily at all the boys as she left.
With a final look at Snape, Peter and James began to usher James and the surprisingly silent Sirius out, but Remus stopped as he reached Snape, leaving the others to go on ahead.
"You," he said clearly, enunciating the word, " are such a sick fuck. You just had to see us all unhappy and screwed up, didn't you?"
"Yes," said Snape smugly, with the odd grin on his face again.
Remus punched him hard on the face. "Bastard," he said, before escaping.
End Part II
I know it's a bit short, but the next will be longer, and also probably the last. If you liked it, please don't hesitate to let me know. That's what the review button is there for!
WARNING: this contains implied SLASH. Men loving men. There is nothing explicit at all in this chapter, but if you don't like the thought of two men together, please don't read it. It only causes hassle for us both. Just press 'Back' and leave.
Authors Note: I'm sorry that this has taken so long, but I've had exams, and then I moved house, somehow managing to misplace my notebook with this part written in it. This is 2 of 3, and the next part is already half written, so it should be here shortly. This is dedicated to everyone who reviews this and my other stories: THANK YOU!
Days passed, and they heard nothing. No whispers as they passed people in the corridors, no strange looks, no funny questions with heaps of underlying innuendo. In fact, the only thing that was out of the ordinary was that Snape looked even more smug and happy than normal, but this was to be expected.
James and Sirius knew better than to relax and think that Snape would stay silent though. Snape still owed Sirius for the shrieking shack incident in their previous year, as well as hundreds of minor tricks they had both played over the years. As time went on, both boys became more and more certain that Snape was planning something big and terrible.
The rest of the school returned on a Saturday. James met Lily outside the school with a terribly guilty conscience that only got worse when he kissed her. His feelings compounded when he looked past Lily and saw Snape grinning, an expression James had only ever seen Snape wear right after he had knocked James off his broom in Quidditch. James stiffened and swore.
"What's wrong?" Lily asked, running fingers down his face.
"Just Snape, being a shit as usual," James said through gritted teeth. Lily grimaced and they went inside.
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The consequences started the next day. So many people were giving Sirius and James funny looks in the halls the even Lily noticed. "Why is everyone looking at us funny?" she asked. She and the Marauders were walking to the Potions lesson they shared with the Slytherins.
"I daresay its Sirius, not you, he's always done something odd," replied Remus, shooting James a look that said 'You owe me'. Lily seemed to accept this and paid no more attention to the stares.
Remus seated himself next to James in the their lesson, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's up with you and Sirius, and I'm not sure I want to. But I do know that you've both been impossible to talk to since Christmas, and I'm sick of it. What's going on?"
"I thought you said you didn't want to know?" James snapped. Remus gave him a searching look.
"You're right, I don't," he said, and went to sit next to Peter. Sirius wandered over to James.
"Looks like its me and you, then," he said nonchalantly. James shot a shifty look around the rest of the class, sure that they were being watched. "I'm not sure that now is the best time," he responded.
"You know, Jamie, you're just going to make it worse by looking shifty like that," Sirius teased.
"What's up, you two? Lover's tiff, is it?" Snape called derisively, to the cackling laughter of his Slytherin friends. The Marauders all glared.
Snape made similar comments for the entire lesson, escaping censure from the Professor, who had rather a soft spot for the potions prodigy. This was nothing unusual, but his comments were now of a more explicit nature, and were making some of the more immature students blush.
At the end of the lesson, Snape waylaid the Marauders by the door. The Professor had already left, but scenting a fight, the rest of the students stopped to listen in, so Snape had the perfect audience.
"Have they told you, Evans?" he asked, in a caring voice that was far more patronising than anything else, and the Gryffindors bristled.
"Go to hell, Snape, and let me past," Lily snapped.
James heard Snape talking, and knew that he was about to tell Lily, his beloved girlfriend, what he had seen on Christmas Day, but his brain was moving in slow motion and he couldn't quite believe it was happening. It felt like it was all a dream, and that making any move would make it real, make it that Snape really was telling Lily.
"Don't touch me, Mudblood. I never could quite work out why Potter wanted to, you know. But over the holidays, I had an enlightenment on the subject: he doesn't."
There was a stunned silence, as all betting on the outcome of this particular fight, and all wonderment at what it was about stopped, and everyone tried to take in this newest development. James didn't like Lily, who he had been with for the last year.
"Excuse me, Snape? How would you ever know-," James began, but Snape cut him off.
"I got that impression when I saw you making out with Black. I presumed it meant that you didn't fancy Evans any more." This time, it was Sirius who had to restrain James, to stop him from ripping Snape's throat out. Snape continued with obvious delight. "And as for Black asking me to join in…" he allowed a small silence for people to digest this information, "I guess you just weren't good enough for him, Potter."
There was immediate furore. "Fuck off, Snape!" Lily screamed. James reached out to comfort her, but she screamed at him too. "Go to hell, James Potter, you lying, cheating bastard! You're worse than he is!" She ran from the room, sobbing, and Mirabel, her best friend, followed, glaring angrily at all the boys as she left.
With a final look at Snape, Peter and James began to usher James and the surprisingly silent Sirius out, but Remus stopped as he reached Snape, leaving the others to go on ahead.
"You," he said clearly, enunciating the word, " are such a sick fuck. You just had to see us all unhappy and screwed up, didn't you?"
"Yes," said Snape smugly, with the odd grin on his face again.
Remus punched him hard on the face. "Bastard," he said, before escaping.
End Part II
I know it's a bit short, but the next will be longer, and also probably the last. If you liked it, please don't hesitate to let me know. That's what the review button is there for!