Chapter 5- The many Fetishes of Snape.

Girls are damn confusing there like some kind of endless enigma. What did I do? I hate being mad at her. She's so cute when she's pissed off. The way that vein in her forehead bulges. The scarlet colour her cheeks turn when she's ready to knock me out flat. I get so turned on by anger- Malfoy's thoughts during the next double of Potions.

"Come on baby?" he pleaded. "I'll make it up to you or should I say I'll make out to make it up with you" – smug look on his face.

But he was ignored by Joanne who was sitting across from him.

Thinking he'd give himself a break for a while he twisted around to see Harry making eyes with Elisabeth and by the looks of it she was making eyes back with him.

"You're ridiculous Potter!" He snarled.

"Shut up Malfoy at least she's not pissed off at me" he replied smartly.

"At least I've got the guts to do something with her"

Harry clenched his fists under the desk.

The class formed groups of two. After being rejected by Joanne, Malfoy pulled Harry over and told him he was in his group, much to his dismay(he wanted to go with Elisabeth!!!).

( A/N: Ok I need to explain this so you know where I'm coming from :Malfoy is still a little bastard towards Harry and co. but they managed to save his life last year against Voldemort. 'cause his dad turned against his own son and was left to practically die- long story. so they have all become semi- friends. They aren't like besties but they don't full hate each other.)

So Elisabeth went with Joanne, Ron with Hermione.

"Ms Higgins. I need to have a word with you." Snape pulled her away leaving Elisabeth to chop the Asphodel and Monkshood at the table by herself.

"I have noticed that you and Mr Malfoy have become quite close lately"

"You might say that" she answered looking the other way as Malfoy shot a smile in her direction.

"I have also noticed that you possess many qualities of a Slytherin"

What- no I don't Joanne thought to herself.

"So I have asked to have you put into Slytherin House. I have already smoothed it over with Professors' Mcgonagall and Dumbledore they are going to allow it. Though Professor Mcgonagall was rather resistant at first but she soon came around. You're belongings have already been taken to the Slytherin dormitory, the password is 'Tillyfrog' I'm sure one of the students will be able to escort you to the tower. Now get back to work" He snarled.

Feeling quite astounded she went back to work with Elisabeth.

"What was all that about?" Elisabeth asked.

"Apparently I'm to change houses. I'm now in Slytherin"

"oh"

"Not that I want to be. That's the last place I want to go right now." She then explained everything that had happened with Malfoy.

"Well you'll have to come up to Gryffindor Tower and have a farewell party. We can sneak some food in from the kitchens maybe even a few bottles of butterbeer. Ron reckons he knows how to get down there, says there really friendly."

"Good I'll be there." Joanne said as she took over the chopping giving Elisabeth a break.

"So you fancy Ron then eh?"

"No. I mean not that he isn't a fine piece of work, I have someone else in mind." She stared over at Harry's table.

"Uh Huh. Mr Potter. Go on " She said seeing Elisabeth was obviously dying to tell her everything.

Harry grabbed the required ingredients and slammed them onto the table- he was still pissed about Malfoy's previous remark.

"Should've told me you were so touchy about this subject potter" He smirked. (note: Malfoy gets to smile and smirk-BUT he may never grin! That's Ron's job is taken! LOL)

"You know you're the pathetic one. You can't stop yourself from making your own girl / friend from hate you" he answered back.

"You're just jealous because you are not the love machine that I am" he stroked his chest and then flexed his muscles." You don't have the balls to do anything risky"

"I don't know why you're picturing my balls but I'll have you know there are plenty of balls to be had. There's no shortage in that department" Harry said.

"Potter, please no more about you're balls" Malfoy replied pretending to gag." I'm not that kind of male"

"I'm just as risky as you are! I am after all the boy who lived" He spoke proudly.

"Potter, I meant taking risk on the sexual frontier as well as the dare side of things"

"You sayin' I cant handle a dare now?"

"Yes, yes I am"

"Well prove it. Give me a dare" Harry answered confidently as he added powered ginger roots to their bowl.

"K then…" said Malfoy looking around the room for some kind of dare. Then he spotted the Veritaserum. "Slip some of that truth potion into Snape's glass on the desk"

"Are you mad! He'll see me! And how are we supposed to know how long it'll last it could last for hours he'd know by then what's happened."

"You said you could handle it" He said maliciously. "Just put half a drop in. It shouldn't last more than till the end of the lesson- and we're the only ones who'll know. I'll distract him while you put it in"

He hesitated for a minute.

"OK" he agreed.

"

Harry headed over to the cupboards wearily- watching where Snape was.

"Professor!" Malfoy called out. He had deliberately added the wrong components to the concoction and it had started to bubble and froth quite rapidly. Professor Snape swooped over angry though he blamed it mostly on Harry-

"Malfoy you really should partner with someone who knows what there doing" As he spoke Harry was pouring half a drop of truth telling potion into Snape's glass. Then Harry hurried back over to the bench with Snape and Malfoy.

"Nice of you to turn up again potter," He said sarcastically. "Leaving Mr Malfoy with this mess, 5 points from Gryffindor"

But Harry didn't care. He'd done the dare now Malfoy would shut up and in a few moments Snape would be spilling his guts. He just hoped he wouldn't figure out it was him.

"Mr Potter please get back on task" He glared at Harry then left them alone to their brew.

"Nicely executed Potter" Malfoy said applauding. "All we have to do now is wait for him to drink it."

They both watched Snape wander around the room. He praised the Slytherins looked down on the Gryffindors went back to his desk and reached out to pick up his- Harry and Malfoy held their breathes- quill and wrote on a piece of parchment. They both looked glum.

"The lesson will be over soon," Harry said.

"Think Potter! We've got to make him want to drink. We need to make him thirsty"

"We need a spell that'll make him feel heat" Harry replied. "But if we do that he'll know that someone's done it"

"It's all part of the risk" Malfoy smirked- annoyingly reminding him.

"Yes yes I get it. Can-io you feel-io the heat-io" (once again I apologize but I am too lazy to actually find a proper spell JK does them so good)

Harry pointed his wand at Snape who was congratulating Millicent Bulstrode on how well her potion was stirred(He loves to find the littlest things to commend them on). Snape started to pull his robes to let some more air flow in. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He began puffing. He was starting to look as though he had just run a 6 km marathon.

He walked over to his desk, stretched out his hand and pulled the glass to his mouth. Then he swallowed the water he was much in need of.

Harry pulled his wand out once again and chanted,

"Feel-io normal-o temperature again-o"

The sweat disappeared from his forehead. He stopped fanning himself with his hand.

"Lets bring him over here" Malfoy said evilly. "Professor!" Malfoy called again.

"What is the dilemma now, Mr Malfoy" He swept towards them.

"Err its Potter sir. He .. he he's making eyes at me and it's uncomfortable"

Malfoy looked over at Harry,

WHAT?! He mouthed to Malfoy looking angry.

Malfoy shrugged his shoulders.

"Mr Potter only I can and will make eyes at Mr Malfoy" He stopped thinking to himself- did I just say that.

Harry tried to stifle his laughter but Malfoy looked mortified.

"aherm" Snape cleared his throat. "That came out wrong what I meant was I have major eyes for Mr Malfoy." He couldn't stop himself. Harry was almost bursting with laughter now. "I can't wait to kiss Draco's soft lips again. He turns me on."

"What do you mean again?" Malfoy asked both horrified and suspicious.

"The night in the suit of armor. That was me you made out with." Snape clasped his hands to his mouth. He took them away slowly thinking it had stopped but,

"I used a Polly-juice potion to change into Joanne so I could fulfill my own sick fantasies about making out with you Draco because I love your sexy body"

Harry could no longer contain himself he was laughing hard but trying to surpress it so the rest of the class would not be drawn to them.

Malfoy stood there. Then he grabbed his robes and began wiping his tongue- feeling completely gross.

"Umm professor" Harry managed to say through the giggles.

"Do you Enjoy wearing lipstick?"

"Well it has been a fetish of mine since I was a young lad"

"What about the name Momo?" Malfoy managed though he was half choking- trying to stop himself from being sick.

"Oh it's been kind of a fantasy I've had since I was a child you see one summer in Sussex. Oh I was a young boy then. It was where I first really discovered my sexuality. A young group of friends myself included were all exploring our sexual nature. It was there that a rather shady tree in the dark and a tall muscular man help me discover the true calling of my life." Then he stopped. The colour suddenly drained from Harry and Malfoy's faces. The potion had worn off.

A very enraged Snape stood over them.

"Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy", he began quietly. " I know one of you put a heating spell upon me and I know one of you poured a drop of Veritserum into my glass." He looked at them with such anger.- even for him.

"Professor or should I say Momo you haven't any proof of it" Harry said cunningly- he was going to milk this for all it was worth.

"All right, I get it. You keep my secret and I wont put you on detention." He said, mad that he had to make such a deal.

"Sounds good Momo" Harry smirked.

"Don't push it Potter" He gritted through his teeth. "You're only getting out of detention this once. And if you think you're going to go blabbing this to everyone I might just happen to slip something into your drink. And I think you'll find it slightly worse than a truth telling potion" He glared at Harry.

The smirk form Harry's face was wiped off. They both swore never to speak of Snape's extra curricular activities. Malfoy was looking very pale. He still felt sick about snogging his own head of house. Snape swept passed them and returned to his desk where he poured the rest of the glass out.

"Happy now? I told you I could handle it"

"Yeah but that was nothing. I do things like that all the time" Harry looked about to laugh again.

"Not him! I didn't even know I was doing him!"

"Oh sure you didn't"

"Can it Potter. It was just one small dare. I wouldn't go getting all cocky yet. You're still a timid little mouse as far as I'm concerned"

"All right then why don't we settle this later -tonight Gryffindor common room- if you're up for it? OR are you pussy"

"No I get pussy" he smiled evilly. "Just give me the password and I'll be there"

"Frizzle sparks" Harry said in a hushed voice so not to be heard.

"Shall we say 11?"

"Sure. If it's not past your bedtime." He scoffed.

"Of course not …Momo" he said mischievously.