Chapter 5: I'm not Gay
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm fine," Snape snarled angrily. Morgan gave him an uncertain look. "Really I am. Lucius and I just had a fight, not that uncommon between us."
"For just a fight you seem pretty worked up over it. Why don't you just go and talk to him, if he is really the one for you he'll understand." Morgan gave Severus such a fixed stare that he could swear electricity ran down his back.
"That's the problem he won't understand. I'm not the person for him and he's not the one for me, but for some reason he's fixed on the idea that we're in love," Snape slammed his fist onto the table, staring angrily at the cascade of blonde hair several rows up. How could Lucius be such an ass? Snape was obviously not in love with him but for some reason it wouldn't register in his mind. All they really had was a great friendship and a bit of fun here and there, that was all. But no Lucius had to think of them as a couple and get all-jealous on him when he talked to Morgan. He had acted like they were having sex in the back of the room literally behind his back. All Morgan had wanted to know was if Snape was over the little incident in Transfiguration.
"So he's in love and you're not?" Morgan interrupted Severus' thoughts.
"Exactly," Morgan was finally getting it, "It was just for fun, he was the one who suggested I live a little in the first place. And now he's getting all relationship on my ass."
"Well you are being insensitive." Snape froze and turned to glare at her. She stuttered a bit but continued to talk. "I mean you shouldn't just rule out a relationship there is always time to fall in love with him. You are only sixteen."
"I am not being insensitive," Snape flicked his hair out of his face and crossed his arms. "He's just being jealous. I'm in love with someone else," he gave Morgan a side glance, "and he wants me for himself."
"There's someone else? What's his name?" Morgan wiggled an eyebrow at Snape.
"It's not exactly a him. More like it's a girl," there Snape had gotten that in the open.
"A girl? So what are you? Bi?"
Snape was going to explain but he had a feeling she wouldn't get it. Therefore even though it killed him to do so he nodded his head.
She nodded as if she knew what he meant, really understood. "Who is she?" Morgan touched his arm Snape instantly pulled away.
"No one," Snape began to recede into himself.
"Really?" Morgan raised an eyebrow. "With the passion I saw in your eyes this morning when I caught you and Lucius necking I would say it would take a really big no one to pull you two apart. Exactly how long have you two been going out?"
"I told you he's not my boyfriend," Snape stood up angrily, his long greasy locks slapping Morgan in the face. Everyone in the room shut-up and stared at him. Without a look at Morgan or Lucius Snape grabbed his bag and stomped out of the room. He knew Morgan meant well and he really wanted to talk to her but why did they have to talk about that? Why did she have to push?
Severus ran up the dungeon stairs mad at the whole world. He would show Morgan how gay he wasn't and at the same time prove it to Lucius too.
"Let the courtship began," he muttered to himself. First things first, he needed to bathe.
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Snape stood there with a bar of soap in his hands staring at the water droplets slamming onto the cold tiled floor. Steam began to rise and twist about Severus leaving a damp trail on his pale naked chest.
Reluctantly he stepped under the stream of falling water and winced as the hot bullets slammed onto his body. He pulled shut the curtain ad began to lather up the soap in his hands.
It felt weird as he washed away years of grime and dirt from his body. The water running down him was so brown Snape was shocked plants hadn't started to sprout on him.
When he was sure that everything was cleaned up Severus dried himself off and pulled on a clean pair of Lucius' pants and a shirt. Both pulled taut over his body but the only other choice he had was his dirty black robe and anything was better than that.
Straightening up he stared at himself in a foggy mirror and almost yelled in shock. Instead of the sallow skinned geek with greasy hair standing there before him was a young clean man with slightly rosy cheeks from all the scrubbing. His hand moved up to the lanky wet hair hanging on his head.
He lifted up a bunch of it and cut it off with a simple spell. Snape continued to butcher his hair until it was finally short and relatively even.
"There," he whispered studying himself. If that didn't get Morgan's attention he didn't know what would. Slipping his arms into an extra clean robe he found lying around Snape stepped confidently out into the corridor.
Unfortunately the first person he came in contact with was Lucius. In fact Lucius walked right into him muttered sorry and continued on his way. There was no look of recognition at all on his face.
"Is he that mad at me?" Snape thought, "Then again why do I care? I'm mad at him too."
Then he remembered what he had just done. "That's why he didn't recognise me," Severus chuckled to himself. "This just might work. Now I wonder where Morgan is."
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"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm fine," Snape snarled angrily. Morgan gave him an uncertain look. "Really I am. Lucius and I just had a fight, not that uncommon between us."
"For just a fight you seem pretty worked up over it. Why don't you just go and talk to him, if he is really the one for you he'll understand." Morgan gave Severus such a fixed stare that he could swear electricity ran down his back.
"That's the problem he won't understand. I'm not the person for him and he's not the one for me, but for some reason he's fixed on the idea that we're in love," Snape slammed his fist onto the table, staring angrily at the cascade of blonde hair several rows up. How could Lucius be such an ass? Snape was obviously not in love with him but for some reason it wouldn't register in his mind. All they really had was a great friendship and a bit of fun here and there, that was all. But no Lucius had to think of them as a couple and get all-jealous on him when he talked to Morgan. He had acted like they were having sex in the back of the room literally behind his back. All Morgan had wanted to know was if Snape was over the little incident in Transfiguration.
"So he's in love and you're not?" Morgan interrupted Severus' thoughts.
"Exactly," Morgan was finally getting it, "It was just for fun, he was the one who suggested I live a little in the first place. And now he's getting all relationship on my ass."
"Well you are being insensitive." Snape froze and turned to glare at her. She stuttered a bit but continued to talk. "I mean you shouldn't just rule out a relationship there is always time to fall in love with him. You are only sixteen."
"I am not being insensitive," Snape flicked his hair out of his face and crossed his arms. "He's just being jealous. I'm in love with someone else," he gave Morgan a side glance, "and he wants me for himself."
"There's someone else? What's his name?" Morgan wiggled an eyebrow at Snape.
"It's not exactly a him. More like it's a girl," there Snape had gotten that in the open.
"A girl? So what are you? Bi?"
Snape was going to explain but he had a feeling she wouldn't get it. Therefore even though it killed him to do so he nodded his head.
She nodded as if she knew what he meant, really understood. "Who is she?" Morgan touched his arm Snape instantly pulled away.
"No one," Snape began to recede into himself.
"Really?" Morgan raised an eyebrow. "With the passion I saw in your eyes this morning when I caught you and Lucius necking I would say it would take a really big no one to pull you two apart. Exactly how long have you two been going out?"
"I told you he's not my boyfriend," Snape stood up angrily, his long greasy locks slapping Morgan in the face. Everyone in the room shut-up and stared at him. Without a look at Morgan or Lucius Snape grabbed his bag and stomped out of the room. He knew Morgan meant well and he really wanted to talk to her but why did they have to talk about that? Why did she have to push?
Severus ran up the dungeon stairs mad at the whole world. He would show Morgan how gay he wasn't and at the same time prove it to Lucius too.
"Let the courtship began," he muttered to himself. First things first, he needed to bathe.
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Snape stood there with a bar of soap in his hands staring at the water droplets slamming onto the cold tiled floor. Steam began to rise and twist about Severus leaving a damp trail on his pale naked chest.
Reluctantly he stepped under the stream of falling water and winced as the hot bullets slammed onto his body. He pulled shut the curtain ad began to lather up the soap in his hands.
It felt weird as he washed away years of grime and dirt from his body. The water running down him was so brown Snape was shocked plants hadn't started to sprout on him.
When he was sure that everything was cleaned up Severus dried himself off and pulled on a clean pair of Lucius' pants and a shirt. Both pulled taut over his body but the only other choice he had was his dirty black robe and anything was better than that.
Straightening up he stared at himself in a foggy mirror and almost yelled in shock. Instead of the sallow skinned geek with greasy hair standing there before him was a young clean man with slightly rosy cheeks from all the scrubbing. His hand moved up to the lanky wet hair hanging on his head.
He lifted up a bunch of it and cut it off with a simple spell. Snape continued to butcher his hair until it was finally short and relatively even.
"There," he whispered studying himself. If that didn't get Morgan's attention he didn't know what would. Slipping his arms into an extra clean robe he found lying around Snape stepped confidently out into the corridor.
Unfortunately the first person he came in contact with was Lucius. In fact Lucius walked right into him muttered sorry and continued on his way. There was no look of recognition at all on his face.
"Is he that mad at me?" Snape thought, "Then again why do I care? I'm mad at him too."
Then he remembered what he had just done. "That's why he didn't recognise me," Severus chuckled to himself. "This just might work. Now I wonder where Morgan is."
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