AN: Yeah sorry for the really long wait. But I wrote it (well.. most of it anyways) and my computer just fucked up and it got deleted! TT So I had to rewrite it. And also (would this be called an excuse?) Cass.. --kills her-- she didn't respond to the email for ages... was she ignoring me?
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't claim to own. Don't sue. I'm broke and you'll get nothing from me, NOTHING! --mad scientist laugh-- My twisted pleasures in writing this aren't profitable. TT aw
Title: Who's Shagging Whom?
Warnings: Hm.. suggestive things?
Summary: Draco just had his way with Harry, now what? A better question would be: Now who?
AN2: I need reviews. They are my fuel. Because without them I just feel like.. not writing. I don't care what you say in the review, just review ANYTHING! Even if you don't want to... --puppy eyes--
The next morning at the breakfast table, Draco sat alone at the breakfast table with a devious sort of smile on his face. That smile alone was enough to have empty seats all around him, distancing himself from the rest of the Slytherins. But of course, how could he not have a smile? Even if he was a Malfoy, taking advantage of Harry Potter like that, and having him LIKE it was enough to make him smile.. sort of.
Across the dining hall he could see Harry talking to his friends, most likely trying to explain where he was last night. That thought made him snicker. But that little laugh caused a lot of strange looks his way.
Draco was now fed up with all the strange looks. So he stood up, grabbing some toast of course, he was hungry, and left the breakfast table. He just needed some fresh air, so he headed down to the lake. There he sat on a large rock, nibbling at toast and thinking of what he should do tonight. Since it was a Saturday, there wouldn't be anything really.. But there could be if he--
Something moved in forest, Draco stood up, his hand reaching for his wand. But when the thing came out he saw it was.. Lupin? With.. He peered closer. Sirius Black it was! A fugitive and a werewolf, together! He sat back again, not really caring that it was Sirius Black heading towards Hogwarts castle.
He went back to nibbling at his toast before he realized that the giant squid had stuck a tentacle out of the water, which was now making it's way to Draco's foot.
"Aahg!" Draco all but yelled, jumping up on the rock he had been sitting on. Slimy things like that really.. freaked him out.
Gently, he prodded the squirming tentacle with his foot, trying to get it to go back to the water. Sadly it didn't work. So after a minute more of prodding it, Draco sighed and got off the rock, thinking to head back to his common room for some planning of tonight.
Back at the castle, Draco somehow made a wrong turn and ended up in Dumbledore's corridor. Looking around, he sighed, about to turn back when he heard voices coming from behind the statue. Quickly, Draco hid himself in a classroom, peeking out through the door as Dumbledore, Lupin, and the ever shaggy Sirius Black came out, arguing.
"I don't really see why he can't, headmaster. I mean--"
"I know, I know. But it's for the safety of the students."
"But what about Remus!"
"Sirius, it's not a big deal really."
They continued to argue about it for a few minutes, and Draco was getting anxious to know what it was.
"So you see?" Dumbledore put his old hand on Black's shoulder, looking him in the eye. He seemed sad.. "It's best if he didn't use the school grounds for transformation anymore."
Ohh so that's it. Guess Lupin still hid in the Forbidden Forest for his monthly visit by a certain wolf. It didn't matter to him though, because Lupin's appearance was just a cameo, and anyways it wasn't happening again.
Draco watched the three walk down the hall before he left his little hiding spot. Going back to the common room in the dungeons.. Hey.. dungeons.. That gave him the idea for tonight.
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Later that night, the Slytherins were still avoiding Draco. But that just suited him fine, because at around 11pm he left, and no one questioned him or tried to stop him. Not that they would have been able to, but it wasn't the point.
The blonde schemer made his way down further in the dungeons. Where he knew a certain professor's private quarters to be.
When he got to the simple oak door, he knocked lightly, a smile playing on his lips. Through really, he didn't know why he was knocking.
The door opened, and a tall pale man with long black hair and dark eyes opened the door and looked to see who knocked.
"Why," His smooth voice said. "If it isn't Mr. Malfoy. What are you doing out in the halls so late?"
Draco grinned slyly, "Why, Professor Snape, I have come for you."
"For.. me? Explain yourself."
"I know about you and Harry." Draco smiled, pleased to see the shocked look on his teacher's face. "And I'm afraid I don't know how to keep a secret. So.." He glanced up at Snape, grinning, "I'm just here to warn yo--"
Snape cut him off sharply, "What do you want?"
Placing his pale hand on the potion's master's chest, Draco stepped closer. "I want you.. to take me." Inside he was laughing at the nervous looking face of Snape.
"Mr. Malfoy.." The professor stepped back, only to have Draco step with him.
"Call me Draco, please."
"Mr. Malfoy I do not think I could do that."
"But, professor, you have no problem doing that to Harry Potter. And doing it almost every night. And if you don't.... You'll most likely be fired from your job. Doing that to a student, Dumbledore won't like it I bet..."
((Cass' little bit now. Sorry sorry it took so long))
Severus backed further into his room. only to have Draco follow. After a few more steps he ended up backed against his desk, silently looking and trying to think of some way out of this. But, for the first time, his mind failed him as the blond got closer and closer with every small step.
Draco placed his hands on either side of the professor and looked up at him. Even with the foot he grew over the summer and the rest of the school year, he still wasn't tall enough to look the dark man in the eyes. Of course, this didn't discourage him one bit.
"Mr. Malfoy, I suggest you drop it. I can't do that." he managed to keep his voice steady... Sort of.
Draco still looked at him, this time, with lust in his eyes. Severus could see it and frankly, it scared him.
"Like I said. You had no problems doing it for Harry Potter. Why all of a sudden do you have a problem doing it for someone else? Especially if that person is someone who could easily separate you from your fuck toy and your job." he smirked and mock sighed. "But then again, I can see where it would be a problem. I guess I will just go then. Of course, you best get a head start on packing. Once Dumbledore finds out, you will want to run..." he looked over his shoulder and began to walk out of the office when...
"Wait!"
Draco stopped walking and casually turned around. Hearing Severus' voice so needy and desperate made him laugh inside. He never thought he would live to see the day when Severus Snape became squeamish.
"All right. But swear on your life you won't let it get out."
Draco smirked. "Now professor. Have I ever broken a promise to you?"
Severus seemed to think about this a second. "Yes... several times as a matter of fact."
Draco laughed seeing the uneasiness in his teacher. "Well... Severus... I won't do that this time.. if you do exactly as I tell you."
Severus' face twisted in an odd manner. He had herd that phrase too many times to like it. And it just so happened that that phrase was herd mostly from the Sr. Malfoy. ((for all of you out there that means Lucius Malfoy))
"And what exactly is it that you want?" Snape dreaded this. He always dreaded this.
"Exactly as I said. I want you.. to take me."
Severus closed his eyes at this. he thought for a few minutes and decided... he had no choice.
He pointed towards his private chambers not looking up from the place on the floor he had become fixated with.
"Go on. If you want this, you're leaving afterwards."
"Of course professor. I wouldn't have it any other way."
Draco walked to the bedroom, sat on the bed and waited. He watched Severus walking around the room preparing what he needed for this. Ooh this was going to be fun.
((and there is your cliffy))
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AN(again): Ok, so it's been ages I know. But see... --lists off excuses ending in...-- so all in all it's Cass' fault because she took so long to write. And she WILL write the rest later. She just needs time 's all... I think maybe tomorrow or the next day. BE HAPPY AND REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't claim to own. Don't sue. I'm broke and you'll get nothing from me, NOTHING! --mad scientist laugh-- My twisted pleasures in writing this aren't profitable. TT aw
Title: Who's Shagging Whom?
Warnings: Hm.. suggestive things?
Summary: Draco just had his way with Harry, now what? A better question would be: Now who?
AN2: I need reviews. They are my fuel. Because without them I just feel like.. not writing. I don't care what you say in the review, just review ANYTHING! Even if you don't want to... --puppy eyes--
The next morning at the breakfast table, Draco sat alone at the breakfast table with a devious sort of smile on his face. That smile alone was enough to have empty seats all around him, distancing himself from the rest of the Slytherins. But of course, how could he not have a smile? Even if he was a Malfoy, taking advantage of Harry Potter like that, and having him LIKE it was enough to make him smile.. sort of.
Across the dining hall he could see Harry talking to his friends, most likely trying to explain where he was last night. That thought made him snicker. But that little laugh caused a lot of strange looks his way.
Draco was now fed up with all the strange looks. So he stood up, grabbing some toast of course, he was hungry, and left the breakfast table. He just needed some fresh air, so he headed down to the lake. There he sat on a large rock, nibbling at toast and thinking of what he should do tonight. Since it was a Saturday, there wouldn't be anything really.. But there could be if he--
Something moved in forest, Draco stood up, his hand reaching for his wand. But when the thing came out he saw it was.. Lupin? With.. He peered closer. Sirius Black it was! A fugitive and a werewolf, together! He sat back again, not really caring that it was Sirius Black heading towards Hogwarts castle.
He went back to nibbling at his toast before he realized that the giant squid had stuck a tentacle out of the water, which was now making it's way to Draco's foot.
"Aahg!" Draco all but yelled, jumping up on the rock he had been sitting on. Slimy things like that really.. freaked him out.
Gently, he prodded the squirming tentacle with his foot, trying to get it to go back to the water. Sadly it didn't work. So after a minute more of prodding it, Draco sighed and got off the rock, thinking to head back to his common room for some planning of tonight.
Back at the castle, Draco somehow made a wrong turn and ended up in Dumbledore's corridor. Looking around, he sighed, about to turn back when he heard voices coming from behind the statue. Quickly, Draco hid himself in a classroom, peeking out through the door as Dumbledore, Lupin, and the ever shaggy Sirius Black came out, arguing.
"I don't really see why he can't, headmaster. I mean--"
"I know, I know. But it's for the safety of the students."
"But what about Remus!"
"Sirius, it's not a big deal really."
They continued to argue about it for a few minutes, and Draco was getting anxious to know what it was.
"So you see?" Dumbledore put his old hand on Black's shoulder, looking him in the eye. He seemed sad.. "It's best if he didn't use the school grounds for transformation anymore."
Ohh so that's it. Guess Lupin still hid in the Forbidden Forest for his monthly visit by a certain wolf. It didn't matter to him though, because Lupin's appearance was just a cameo, and anyways it wasn't happening again.
Draco watched the three walk down the hall before he left his little hiding spot. Going back to the common room in the dungeons.. Hey.. dungeons.. That gave him the idea for tonight.
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Later that night, the Slytherins were still avoiding Draco. But that just suited him fine, because at around 11pm he left, and no one questioned him or tried to stop him. Not that they would have been able to, but it wasn't the point.
The blonde schemer made his way down further in the dungeons. Where he knew a certain professor's private quarters to be.
When he got to the simple oak door, he knocked lightly, a smile playing on his lips. Through really, he didn't know why he was knocking.
The door opened, and a tall pale man with long black hair and dark eyes opened the door and looked to see who knocked.
"Why," His smooth voice said. "If it isn't Mr. Malfoy. What are you doing out in the halls so late?"
Draco grinned slyly, "Why, Professor Snape, I have come for you."
"For.. me? Explain yourself."
"I know about you and Harry." Draco smiled, pleased to see the shocked look on his teacher's face. "And I'm afraid I don't know how to keep a secret. So.." He glanced up at Snape, grinning, "I'm just here to warn yo--"
Snape cut him off sharply, "What do you want?"
Placing his pale hand on the potion's master's chest, Draco stepped closer. "I want you.. to take me." Inside he was laughing at the nervous looking face of Snape.
"Mr. Malfoy.." The professor stepped back, only to have Draco step with him.
"Call me Draco, please."
"Mr. Malfoy I do not think I could do that."
"But, professor, you have no problem doing that to Harry Potter. And doing it almost every night. And if you don't.... You'll most likely be fired from your job. Doing that to a student, Dumbledore won't like it I bet..."
((Cass' little bit now. Sorry sorry it took so long))
Severus backed further into his room. only to have Draco follow. After a few more steps he ended up backed against his desk, silently looking and trying to think of some way out of this. But, for the first time, his mind failed him as the blond got closer and closer with every small step.
Draco placed his hands on either side of the professor and looked up at him. Even with the foot he grew over the summer and the rest of the school year, he still wasn't tall enough to look the dark man in the eyes. Of course, this didn't discourage him one bit.
"Mr. Malfoy, I suggest you drop it. I can't do that." he managed to keep his voice steady... Sort of.
Draco still looked at him, this time, with lust in his eyes. Severus could see it and frankly, it scared him.
"Like I said. You had no problems doing it for Harry Potter. Why all of a sudden do you have a problem doing it for someone else? Especially if that person is someone who could easily separate you from your fuck toy and your job." he smirked and mock sighed. "But then again, I can see where it would be a problem. I guess I will just go then. Of course, you best get a head start on packing. Once Dumbledore finds out, you will want to run..." he looked over his shoulder and began to walk out of the office when...
"Wait!"
Draco stopped walking and casually turned around. Hearing Severus' voice so needy and desperate made him laugh inside. He never thought he would live to see the day when Severus Snape became squeamish.
"All right. But swear on your life you won't let it get out."
Draco smirked. "Now professor. Have I ever broken a promise to you?"
Severus seemed to think about this a second. "Yes... several times as a matter of fact."
Draco laughed seeing the uneasiness in his teacher. "Well... Severus... I won't do that this time.. if you do exactly as I tell you."
Severus' face twisted in an odd manner. He had herd that phrase too many times to like it. And it just so happened that that phrase was herd mostly from the Sr. Malfoy. ((for all of you out there that means Lucius Malfoy))
"And what exactly is it that you want?" Snape dreaded this. He always dreaded this.
"Exactly as I said. I want you.. to take me."
Severus closed his eyes at this. he thought for a few minutes and decided... he had no choice.
He pointed towards his private chambers not looking up from the place on the floor he had become fixated with.
"Go on. If you want this, you're leaving afterwards."
"Of course professor. I wouldn't have it any other way."
Draco walked to the bedroom, sat on the bed and waited. He watched Severus walking around the room preparing what he needed for this. Ooh this was going to be fun.
((and there is your cliffy))
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AN(again): Ok, so it's been ages I know. But see... --lists off excuses ending in...-- so all in all it's Cass' fault because she took so long to write. And she WILL write the rest later. She just needs time 's all... I think maybe tomorrow or the next day. BE HAPPY AND REVIEW!