A/N: I might as well call this fic "James Vents his Emotions".
Anywayz, same warning applies: No spell checker, Me=Lazy Bastard, spelling
mistakes are prolly galore. Also, I'm sorry for ruining such a happy
story. It's just what comes out.
"Fuck." Muttered Severus into his pillow. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!"
"Fuck what?" Asked Lucius evenly from the dormitory entrance.
Severus looked up and exclaimed viciously, "FUCK YOU!"
To this, Lucius only raised an eyebrow. Severus and Lucius were best friends. Well, as best of friends two people can get in Slytherin House. While they were both very intimidating to those younger than them, and even most of the people above them, they were immune to eachother. So, it was with this immunity that Lucius was able to brave the storm that was Severus.
Without being invited, Lucius casually walked in and sat down in an arm chair in front of Severus' bed. From his new vantage point, Severus could see that Severus held a medium-sized dagger in his right hand. Lucius had seen this dagger many times, as it never left Severus' body. But very few times had it ever been drawn in private.
"Contemplating suicide?" Asked Lucius, nodding to the dagger.
Severus sighed dramatically and said, "No. Of course not. Suicide would mean that they beat me."
Lucius tried to keep the relief from his face. As much as he tried to hide it, he really did care for the introverted bastard. "Too bad. And I was in the mood for a good suicide too."
"Fuck you." Severus said again. But he had lost all of his earlier virility. Now he just looked, and sounded, pathetic.
Lucius steepled his fingers in front of his mouth and asked, "Homicide, then?"
Severus only grunted, which Lucius took to mean, 'Unfortunately, no.' There was an uncomfortable silence for several minutes, with Lucius watching Severus closely, and Severus examining his dagger, lost in his own world. Finally, Lucius couldn't take the silence anymore, and he asked, "Is this about that mudblood you consort with?"
Quicker than Lucius thought the other boy was capable of, Severus had jumped out of bed, bouded across the room, and now pressed the razor-sharp dagger against Lucius' throat. "I swear to Merlin, Malfoy. If I EVER hear you call her that again, I will kill you."
He pressed the dagger harder against Malfoy's skin, drawing a slight amount of blood, and whispered dangerously, "I will kill you."
Malfoy took a deep, ragged breath, and held up his hands in submittment. "Ok, Sev. I didn't mean any offense to you. I swear."
"Hmmmm." Was all Severus said in reply. He did, however, remove the dagger from his friend's throat. He pocketed it, and moved back to his bed. Laying down, facing Lucius, he was quiet for a few minutes.
Lucius took out his hankercheif and dabbed at the spots on his neck that were bleeding. He knew that his friend would talk eventually. All he needed to do was wait. Finally, after a few minutes of silence, Severus sighed and said, "You were right. This is about Lily."
Lucius grinned at his friend and said, "No Shit. Everything in the last month has been about that damned mu-" Lucius saw Severus tense up, and was able to stop himself from uttering the offensive word. He took a breath and continued, "about that damned Gryffindor."
"Hmmmm" Said Severus again. But that was all he said. There was another long silence, wherein Lucius started to get annoyed.
"Are you going to tell me what the fuck's wrong? Or can I go get a snack?"
Severus narrowed his eyes and sighed. "Fine. Lily and I had a date last night, and she didn't show. This morning, she sleeps till about 4 in the afternoon, and, when she finally wakes up, she tells me that she spent all night with James Fucking Potter."
"Oh?" Asked Lucius suggestively.
But Severus shook his head. "No. Not like that. Although I would actually feel better if all she wanted from Potter was a good fuck. I mean, I know I'm not exactly good-looking, and, if she had told me that she needed a night with a gorgeous guy, I could almost accept that better. But she spent the whole night talking to the jackass. That suggests real connections. I mean, she's never spent all night talking to me." Severus stopped talking for a second, and Lucius could have sworn that he saw a tear fall from the other boy's eye.
"If only she had just needed a pretty lay." Severus continued. "My aunt and uncle love eachother more that any people I've ever seen. But they both have people on the side. And they both know about the other's infidelities. They love eachother more than life, but they know that everyone needs a break sometimes.
And if Lily had needed this, I would have probably let her. I would have let her because I would have known that it was only about pleasure. I would have known that she cared for me more than any sap she picked up. And that's why I could have forgiven her if she had spent all of last night fucking or just fooling around with that jackass. Because I would have known that she cared for me more. As it is now, I don't know any such thing. If anything, I think she likes Potter more. She always did."
After that, Severus fell silent and peered at his best friend, as if searching for advice. Lucius, however, had none to give. 'This is why I don't get attached to girls.' He thought to himself. But he coudln't say that to Severus, for fear of another blow up. Finally, he leaned forward and asked, "Well-what are you going to do?"
Severus chuckled mirthlessly, and muttered, "Well, that's the six million dollar question, isn't it?" Lucius, who had no clue what his friend was talking about, nodded anyway. After another long silence, Severus finally stood up and said, determinedly, "I'm going to break up with her."
"If I'm right, and I usually am, she likes Potter more than me. And she's gonna break up with me eventually for him. I can't let that happen. I have to do it first."
"When you gonna do it?" Asked Lucius, getting bored with this melodramatic crap.
"Right now." Said Severus, as he gathered up his courage and hurridly left the room.
End of Chapter 2. To Be Continue(Mayhaps)
"Fuck." Muttered Severus into his pillow. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!"
"Fuck what?" Asked Lucius evenly from the dormitory entrance.
Severus looked up and exclaimed viciously, "FUCK YOU!"
To this, Lucius only raised an eyebrow. Severus and Lucius were best friends. Well, as best of friends two people can get in Slytherin House. While they were both very intimidating to those younger than them, and even most of the people above them, they were immune to eachother. So, it was with this immunity that Lucius was able to brave the storm that was Severus.
Without being invited, Lucius casually walked in and sat down in an arm chair in front of Severus' bed. From his new vantage point, Severus could see that Severus held a medium-sized dagger in his right hand. Lucius had seen this dagger many times, as it never left Severus' body. But very few times had it ever been drawn in private.
"Contemplating suicide?" Asked Lucius, nodding to the dagger.
Severus sighed dramatically and said, "No. Of course not. Suicide would mean that they beat me."
Lucius tried to keep the relief from his face. As much as he tried to hide it, he really did care for the introverted bastard. "Too bad. And I was in the mood for a good suicide too."
"Fuck you." Severus said again. But he had lost all of his earlier virility. Now he just looked, and sounded, pathetic.
Lucius steepled his fingers in front of his mouth and asked, "Homicide, then?"
Severus only grunted, which Lucius took to mean, 'Unfortunately, no.' There was an uncomfortable silence for several minutes, with Lucius watching Severus closely, and Severus examining his dagger, lost in his own world. Finally, Lucius couldn't take the silence anymore, and he asked, "Is this about that mudblood you consort with?"
Quicker than Lucius thought the other boy was capable of, Severus had jumped out of bed, bouded across the room, and now pressed the razor-sharp dagger against Lucius' throat. "I swear to Merlin, Malfoy. If I EVER hear you call her that again, I will kill you."
He pressed the dagger harder against Malfoy's skin, drawing a slight amount of blood, and whispered dangerously, "I will kill you."
Malfoy took a deep, ragged breath, and held up his hands in submittment. "Ok, Sev. I didn't mean any offense to you. I swear."
"Hmmmm." Was all Severus said in reply. He did, however, remove the dagger from his friend's throat. He pocketed it, and moved back to his bed. Laying down, facing Lucius, he was quiet for a few minutes.
Lucius took out his hankercheif and dabbed at the spots on his neck that were bleeding. He knew that his friend would talk eventually. All he needed to do was wait. Finally, after a few minutes of silence, Severus sighed and said, "You were right. This is about Lily."
Lucius grinned at his friend and said, "No Shit. Everything in the last month has been about that damned mu-" Lucius saw Severus tense up, and was able to stop himself from uttering the offensive word. He took a breath and continued, "about that damned Gryffindor."
"Hmmmm" Said Severus again. But that was all he said. There was another long silence, wherein Lucius started to get annoyed.
"Are you going to tell me what the fuck's wrong? Or can I go get a snack?"
Severus narrowed his eyes and sighed. "Fine. Lily and I had a date last night, and she didn't show. This morning, she sleeps till about 4 in the afternoon, and, when she finally wakes up, she tells me that she spent all night with James Fucking Potter."
"Oh?" Asked Lucius suggestively.
But Severus shook his head. "No. Not like that. Although I would actually feel better if all she wanted from Potter was a good fuck. I mean, I know I'm not exactly good-looking, and, if she had told me that she needed a night with a gorgeous guy, I could almost accept that better. But she spent the whole night talking to the jackass. That suggests real connections. I mean, she's never spent all night talking to me." Severus stopped talking for a second, and Lucius could have sworn that he saw a tear fall from the other boy's eye.
"If only she had just needed a pretty lay." Severus continued. "My aunt and uncle love eachother more that any people I've ever seen. But they both have people on the side. And they both know about the other's infidelities. They love eachother more than life, but they know that everyone needs a break sometimes.
And if Lily had needed this, I would have probably let her. I would have let her because I would have known that it was only about pleasure. I would have known that she cared for me more than any sap she picked up. And that's why I could have forgiven her if she had spent all of last night fucking or just fooling around with that jackass. Because I would have known that she cared for me more. As it is now, I don't know any such thing. If anything, I think she likes Potter more. She always did."
After that, Severus fell silent and peered at his best friend, as if searching for advice. Lucius, however, had none to give. 'This is why I don't get attached to girls.' He thought to himself. But he coudln't say that to Severus, for fear of another blow up. Finally, he leaned forward and asked, "Well-what are you going to do?"
Severus chuckled mirthlessly, and muttered, "Well, that's the six million dollar question, isn't it?" Lucius, who had no clue what his friend was talking about, nodded anyway. After another long silence, Severus finally stood up and said, determinedly, "I'm going to break up with her."
"If I'm right, and I usually am, she likes Potter more than me. And she's gonna break up with me eventually for him. I can't let that happen. I have to do it first."
"When you gonna do it?" Asked Lucius, getting bored with this melodramatic crap.
"Right now." Said Severus, as he gathered up his courage and hurridly left the room.
End of Chapter 2. To Be Continue(Mayhaps)