I woke up late that morning to no Millicent beside me. Her note read that she wanted me to meet her after dinner, I'd have to break it to her that I had something to do after dinner. I got dressed and headed down to the Great Hall, Snape eyed me as I headed to my seat, I hated it. There were already rumors floating around the school about Snape and his "liking" for some of his student's. They'd been around since forever, and again I tried to push him out of my mind. It was hard for me to eat though, with his eyes burning into my skin. I jumped every time I heard footsteps behind me, I'd never been this nervous before in my life. I'd even let Weasley get away with a snide remark about my hair, and that never happened. As hard as I tried to stop thinking of Snape, there seemed no resolution, he floated into my head the minute I tried to get him out and once he was in he was in. Because I was so focused on him, the day seemed to be going by faster and faster.

"Draco" Goyle said "Drake?"

"Hmm?" I asked mounting my broom. This was our first practice since our win.

"What's up with you?"

I contemplated telling him and Crabbe. I needed to get this thing off of my chest. But I just shook my head and sighed.

"Um Quidditch scouts are coming to the final game" I informed

"Feeling a little nervous?"

I chuckled lightly "You have no idea"

We had an average practice, but it could've been better. I missed the snitch the first and second time. But noticing the Gryffindor team were watching us, and seeing Potters reaction to my two misses prompted me to keep my head on the game.

"Good game I commented" Once practice was over "We've got the field for practice at 6:00 a.m. be here" I said in a less than threatening tone. Which seemed to surprise the team because I'm usually always aggressive after practices. We were on our way to the shower's when Potter got bold and said

"Nice seeking Malfoy"

"Fuck off Potter" I spat

"Ooh Touchy" Weasley said

My face grew red, I was already stressed out and ready to fight. Crabbe and Goyle ushered me to the shower, not wanting me to be pulled out of the game for letting them get to me. I heard them go back over to them and Goyle hiss.

"Better watch out Weasley before we catch you and your Mudblood girlfriend . . . we know where to find you"

"And if I were you Potter I'd watch my back"

"You have to be alone some time"

"Get outta here Goyle!" Weasley shouted

I changed out of my suit, face flushed red and wanting to go back out of there and kick some Gryffindor ass.

"Relax Drake" Crabbe said "We took care of it"

I pulled away from him. I didn't need anyone taking care of it, I was wound tightly already . . . mostly because it was already 7:00. I didn't go to dinner, I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate on eating with Snapes hungry eyes' on my back. I wandered around the halls meeting up with The Bloody Baron a few times, and together we threatened Peeves.

"You can get rid of me now" Peeve's hissed "But I know Draco . . . what Severus likes in you and I know what he wants from you"

My face went even whiter than it already was. The Baron chased him off and without a second look at me he floated away. I suddenly felt another load put on my back, Peeve's had a big mouth and if he knew about Snapes propositions . . . I felt sick. I thought I would hurl when I reached the dungeon door. Upon entering the room it was freezing, not that it always wasn't, just more than usual. Minutes later I heard Snapes hard cold voice from behind me.

"You made it"

I was frozen for a second, afraid to move. Reluctantly after a few very long seconds I nodded. Yet I didn't turn around. His footsteps were as cold as the room. I jumped when they stopped behind me.

"Relax Malfoy" He instructed pulling off my Slytherin robe. It fell to the ground with a soft thump, only leaving me there in my t shirt and jeans. His touch, though freezing burned my skin as he ran those skinny callused fingers of his up and down my arm's.

"Take off all your clothes" he ordered placing himself in front of me and seating himself on top of the desk. "Slowly"

A rigid look on my face, I did as told. He openly stroked himself as I did. I stopped when I reached my dark green briefs. Snape drew in a sharp breath as his eyes tread up and down my long, sleek body.

"A . . . all of them" he stuttered removing the black shirt he wore.

Tears stinging my eye's I pulled down the briefs, his eyes bulged as he stared at my flaccid penis surrounded by pubic hair only slightly darker than the hair on my head. He slowly walked over and kissed my neck, chest and then stomach, muttering to himself how beautiful my body was.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this" He shuddered kissing my backside. But I did. He'd been making advances at me since I first got to the school. I always told him to "fuck off" but now . . . I couldn't.

"Don't fight it" he moaned taking me into his mouth. I'd had blow jobs before but this was disgusting.

An anger so fierce came over me. I pushed him away and landed a kick into his side. I wasn't going to do this.

"What do you think you're doing you sick fuck" I spat pulling up my underwear and pants "You fucking wait until my fucking father hear's this"

I was halfway out the door before he grabbed me and threw me into a desk. I tried my hardest to fight him off but in the end he had me pinned down. I couldn't move, and I couldn't breathe. The cold air whipped against my bare skin, as he tore off my pants and underwear.

"You're not going anywhere" he raged placing himself inside of me, and let out a sick groan of pleasure as he pushed my head into the desk. It didn't matter how much I cried out, or what words of hate I spewed . . . no one could've heard me. I felt trapped, degraded and hateful of everybody and every thing. The tears began to form in a pool on the desk. As I lied there, with someone who was my favorite teacher (emphasis on was) doing this to me, the worst thing was . . . I'd come down here and participated . . . like a fool.

"This was all Potters fault, all of this stemmed from him" I said to myself "It was because of him I was here, it was because of him Snape had this chance, it was his fault. All. His. Fault. And I swore to Merlin that he'd pay. If I took my final breath making sure he did so. He'd pay

A/N I know the chapter before had nothing really to do with this one just wanted everyone to wait it out a little longer.