I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no mistake, this is slash. HP/SS I had to get this out of my head, but I'm still working on my Pissed of Potion Master story. Do not worry.
Strangely enough, I like music when I read. For some reason, I think The Unforgiven II by Metallica goes really well with this chapter.
Severus Snape and the Boy-Who-Is-Missing
If you asked him, he would say 'Yes, I am a fool.' Severus Snape was a fool in his own right, or at lest he thought he should be. You see Severus is a Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. One of the most feared Professors, thank you very much. He is very proud of that fact.
However, our dear Professor is also a pawn for the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. Professor Snape made a mistake in his youth and now owes his life to the Headmaster, who gave Severus a second chance at life. Snape would do anything for Albus and of course, the Headmaster knows this well, and that is why Severus is now sitting in a booth at a muggle club called Nowhere.
He is there because of Harry Potter. The damn boy always seemed to run his life, even more so then the Headmaster. You see, Harry, right after graduating, disappeared into thin air. One minute the boy was giving his class graduation speech, the next he said 'Good Bye' and did the impossible. He Apparated out of Hogwarts.
Severus was there to witness it. He loved the looks on everyone's faces, but he could not help but feel a little heart broken. It was bad enough that the boy he loved to tease was graduating, but it was different to just disappear entirely. And if you repeat this to any one, Severus will come after you and your first born, with a big smile on his face.
So now, Severus sat at the booth awaiting his contact. A man that Albus said was a complete mystery to the wizarding world. This meant that the Headmaster thought they would get along splendidly. However, that is not why he was there. No, this 'Mysterious' man said he had information regarding a new Dark Lord and Harry Potter.
The music and the lights were getting on his nerves and the fact that this man was late, did not help his mood any. He did not even know what this man looked like. But he remembered what Albus said, 'Don't worry, he knows you.' That more then anything, unnerved him.
Picking up his drink, Severus scanned the room, for, well he did not know, but something. Anything to keep him from falling asleep. As it so happened, when Severus was looking away, a young broad man sat in the booth next to him. Unknowing of this, Severus let out a screech when he looked back. To think he used to be a spy.
Severus opened his mouth to yell at the handsome man, but he beat him to the punch. "I know. You're going to chop me into little bits and use me in one of your potions."
The young man that sat next to him was something else. His long dark shaggy hair fell over his right eye. His left eye was of a blood red in color. Severus shuddered to think of who it reminded him of. The man was tan, muscular and carried several weapons with him, including a wand. It made him wonder how the man was even aloud to enter the club.
"What is your name?" Snape hissed at the gorgeous man.
The man gave a smile that had to rival Lockheart's. "You can call me Tom Riddle for all I care. But if you must call me something, it's Vladimir ."
"So, Vladimir." Snape glared. "Tell me what you need to tell me, so I can leave this deathly place."
"I happen to like it here." He glared back. "Besides what do you want to know?"
"Albus Dumbledore said you had information about a new Dark Lord."
"Yes," The man turned his head to watch the dance floor. A gesture that made Severus completely snap.
"Now see here!" He yelled over the music. "I don't have time to waste!"
The young man looked back at him, unfazed by the outburst. "Dance with me."
"WHAT?"
"You want information. I will give it to you if you dace with me." The man moved closer to Severus, full lips grazing over his ear. "We are being watched by some of your old D.E. pals. Dance with me or do not. But I will not tell you anything while I'm being watched."
"That doesn't make any since." Severus whispered. "They will still watch you in the crowed."
"Perhaps." Was the only reply.
The man stood and seductively walked towards the dance floor. It was then when Severus realized how unearthly this man was. His hips moved with such a grace that would only belong in heaven. The sea of people parted as Vladimir walk through. He entranced everyone around him. Once he reached the middle of the dance floor, he turned and reached out his hand to Snape, who was still setting at the booth.
It was as if he was pulled from the inside. Severus could do nothing, but walk up to the warrior. It amazed Severus that a war god of a man was as short as he was. Vladimir pulled Snape closer to him, flushed up against his body and they fit perfectly.
The music that Severus did not even notice go off, turned back on and the body close to his started moving. The crowed around them started to dance as well, but Severus wasn't paying them any mind. All he could do was look at the one red eye.
The body against his was moving in such a way that it left Severus breathless. Vladimir 's body was almost like liquid. It flowed evenly so. It was as if he was trying to crawl into Severus's skin.
"Hold on tight to me." The breathless voice panted in his ear and Severus closed his eyes and growled because of it. "D.E. on the prowl."
The next time he opened his eyes, Severus saw the front doors of Hogwarts. He let go of the body grinding against his and fell backwards. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I had to take us somewhere a little safer, then my club." Vladimir held his hand out and Severus reluctantly took it. "Besides, I don't think they will follow us here." Turning the young man walked up the stairs and went to open the doors, but was turned around and pushed to them by a very irritated, frustrated and aroused Severus.
"I want to know what game you are playing!" He hissed.
"I am not playing a game, Professor." His deep seductive voice made his pants even more constricting. Severus did not let up though, his grip on the man's shoulders tightened. "If I have your word, I will tell you something that about your Golden Boy. But you must not tell anyone what I have told you. Not even the Headmaster must know."
"Alright, you have my word." Severus steeped back, giving the warrior room.
However, all Vladimir did was lift his hair away from his left eye, showing a brilliant shade of green. Further still, he lifted his hair away from his forehead and there, as clear as day was the lighting blot scar.
"Harry…?" Severus whispered in disbelief.
Suddenly it was Severus's turn to be pressed up against the hard wooden doors. "You tell no one." Harry hissed. "I trust you not to say anything. You do and I will come after you, like I did Voldemort." Harry's hair fall into place, shielding his green eye, only the red eye stood out and it frightened Severus so.
"I…" Severus took in a breath. "I gave my word, Vladimir ."
He let go of Severus, but did not back away any. "I knew I could trust you." Lips pressed to Severus's sweetly, despite the lustful aura that surrounded the two. The potion master wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and his hand cuddled deep with in the dark shaggy hair.
"Severus!" Vladimir and Snape pulled apart, to stare at the Headmaster. "When I said by any means, I was only joking."