A/N: So I have a wad of English to do, but I just had to get this chapter up to explain the posts will no longer be regular. I think my other chapters said that too, but it's true this time. I probably won't post more until after exams... so that's feburaryish. I think I may re-write this as well, but I make no promises. I haven't gone through and spell checked it, so her hair might be girly again instead of curly... Oh ya, this chapter does have mentions of homosexuality.

Chapter Nine: Half-Assed Chapter

I walked through Diagon Alley with Wren playing playfully at my side. I smiled weakly at her. She was always so good to me. Richard and Natalie were close behind me, but I didn't dare move my face so people could see my eyes. "Mom," Wren said. "Will you come with me to buy a wand?"

She pulled her Slytherin scarf tightly around her. "Sure sweetheart," I said.

"Hey mom," Richard grabbed my other hand softly. "We're going to check out the used books. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yes, fine," I smiled at him. "You're too sweet to me."

Natalie laughed as Richard's grip disappeared from my hand. "He's your son, it's his job. Thanks Kali," she said with a smile.

"Now that they're gone," Wren pulled tightly on my arm. "Let's go!"

"Okay, okay," I said, following my daughter into the wand shop.

The man came out of the store. "Ah, a sibling of Richard Alan?" he asked.

It was creepy how good some of the shopkeepers' memories were. "Yes," I said with a smile. "She's excited about picking out her wand."

"How will I know?" she asked eagerly. "'Chard said it's awesome."

The man chuckled. "You'll know. Trust me," he started to bring out some boxes. "Are you hoping to be in Slytherin then, with your brother?"

"'Chard's in Ravenclaw. I'm going to be in Slytherin," she said.

"The scarf?"

"Was given to her by a friend," I said with a smile.

The man rubbed his chin. "You're Kali Alan, aren't you? I should have caught on when I saw Richard. I'm not a Death Eater or anything, but my wife is good friends with Lucius and Narcissa. I've heard quite a bit about you, and Severus," he winked.

I bit my lip. "Oh? That's lovely, I'm glad rumours have spread," I said.

"I know this child isn't his, don't worry," he said. "My goodness, don't be so defensive. I'm just a shop keeper."

"I don't even know you and you already know my personal life," I snarled.

"Sorry," the man lowered his head and began to help Wren pick out a wand.

I grew bored quickly, and began to itch my arm nervously. I kept my head lowered. I really don't need to think about Severus right now. As if on cue, I noticed Severus Snape walk smugly outside of the window. He didn't seem to notice me and he was wearing a deep green turtle neck. I hadn't seen him in any clothes aside from his teaching clothes, formal wear and his nudity. He looked... comfortable. He had a bag in his left hand with a scowl on his face. I turned away quickly and moved myself in front of the window so that Wren wouldn't see him. She was too busy playing with her new wand anyway. "Mom I found one!" she waved it around in an artistic fashion.

I laughed and watched her beam proudly. A wand was basically the only thing she needed, since she actually wanted Richard's hand-me-down books and I had bought her a gorgeous black owl when she first started mailing Severus. It was horrible, but lovely. I paid for her wand, careful not to make eye contact with the storekeeper. "Bye!" Wren exclaimed as we left the room.

"See you," the shopkeeper stated, probably more to see my reaction.

Wren immediately noticed Severus walking into a store. "Sev'rus!" she shouted.

She hadn't seen Severus since she was five, but she still remembered him. I doubted that he remembered her as she ran up to him. He smiled awkwardly. "Hey Wren," he said.

"How'd you know it was me?" Wren asked, slightly disappointed.

I stood across from Severus, not taking a long time to get to where they were standing. "Hi Kali," he said.

"Hey," I said, with not much enthusiasm.

"I'm going to be at Hogwarts this year!" Wren said. "'N daddy thinks I'll be in Slytherin 'cause he was in Slytherin."

"That's wonderful," Severus replied, with fake excitement for the girl's sake.

I had a hard time listening to the conversation and Wren started to tell him how excited she was. I kept myself busy by playing with the bracelet around my wrist. Quite a time later I felt his warm hands stop the bracelet. "Are you alright Kali?" he asked.

I looked into his deep eyes, letting cold chills run up my spine. "No," I watched some strands of silver glisten in his hair. "Is your hair going grey?" I smirked.

He left go of my wrist and ran his hand through his hair awkwardly. "I blame the damned students," he said. "It's all the stress."

I laughed. "Are you going to start dying it soon?" I asked, winking.

"I thought I looked stunning with a bit of grey, don't you?" he tried to add sarcasm into his voice. "Anyway, I don't think there's much of a point. I am getting older, you know. And then there's you, who doesn't seem to age much."

"Yes, I'll never be able to mature," I said, "I just keep hurting myself."

"Have dinner with me."

"Excuse me?" I asked, lowering my eyes and tucking my hair behind one of my ears. I had no clue which ear it was.

"Come to the school; Julia's taken over the house, or I would have invited you there. Draco can watch the kids, can't he?" he asked.

"Well, he may be too busy with his wife," I said.

"Does she know about you?" he questioned.

"Yes," I muttered. "She knew, but Lucius didn't and don't you dare tell him. I'll slaughter you, right here if you did."

"I said nothing, I just figured he knew," he replied, rubbing his hair. "So you're not interested then?"

I watched Wren chase around Natalie and Richard with her new wand. "Why on earth would I want to go out with an old teacher?" I asked.

"Umm," I watched Severus nervously move the bag in his hands. "Because I'm still in love with you?"

I felt myself blush. "Good reason," I said.

"I'll have a couple things to do before our fancy dinner though, so would you mind hanging around the school or visiting with some of the teachers?" he asked.

"No," I said. "I wouldn't mind at all."

"Okay," I watched Severus' lips turn into a small smile. "Gather the munchkins, send 'em home and then come with me."

"Demanding, are we?" I felt like punching his wrinkled face, for no real reason. I felt my anger rising, just because he had called my offspring, and offspring's female friend, munchkins. Normally, I would have laughed.

Wren noticing me looking in their direction, stopped chewing on Richard's arm and approached me. "Did you need me mommy?" she questioned arrogantly.

Richard and Natalie followed quickly, acknowledging their Professor Snape.

"Yeah, do you think you could stay at Draco's for the night? If anything happens, I'll be there right away," I said.

"Me too?" Natalie questioned. "You did tell my mom I could stay."

"Yes, yes," I replied, rubbing my head. "You as well."

"Draco won't like that," Richard said. "I don't want to be in his house."

Wren pulled playfully on Richard's arm. "But Daniel is gonna be there," she said.

"I don't like Daniel," Richard said, being a difficult son. "What are you doing anyway, mom?" he said more curious than angry.

Daniel was Draco's other son, that he had with his wife in the same year that I had Wren. There were close as a brother and sister could get, but Daniel had a lot of flaws that Wren didn't seem to see. "Discussing your marks this year with Professor Snape," I stated, with a smile.

Wren's ears perked up and smirked. "Is Sev'rus gonna be our new daddy?"

"No," I stated in an angry fashion. "We're just talking."

"At least you only have one father," Richard snarled at Wren, but glared at me.

"My goodness Richard. It's not pick on mommy day," Wren said. "Can she not have a life aside from us?"

"We're going to fucking boarding school, Wren. How does she not have a life aside from us? Do you think she just sits at home and twiddles her thumbs?"

"Language," I stated.

"Fuck you," Richard snarled.

I grabbed his arm as he tried to run off. "What's your problem today?" I asked. "Honestly, if you want me to stay home, I will. You know that I'd stop anything for you two." I glanced over at Natalie. "Natalie as well."

She had been eerily quiet through the whole argument, but I didn't really blame her. Richard pulled his arm away from me. "No," he stated. "Go."

"Ms. Alan," Natalie said. "I'll send an owl if anything happens, okay?"

I nodded. Natalie watched him like a hawk. I knew if anything went wrong I could count on her. "Thanks Natalie."

"What if Draco doesn't want us there," Richard said.

"Then kick him in the family jewels," I said.

"Can I really?" Richard asked.

"No," I said. "If you're going to kick him at least fight fair. There isn't any good reason why you guys can't stay there for the night."

"Are you going to walk us to the station mommy?" Wren asked.

"I'll meet you there," I smiled.

"Will you be there to tuck me in at night?" Wren asked.

"Maybe not," I said. "It depends on how late I stay. To be perfectly honest I might just go home and stay there."

"Don't blame you," Richard said. "It's horrible at Draco's."

Natalie wrapped her arm tightly around Richard's. "We'll be fine," she said.

"Okay," I said. "Good night," I kissed Wren's forehead. "I'll see you in the morning, bright and early."

"Goodnight mum," Richard said and took Wren's hand as he walked off.

Severus grabbed my hand greedily and pulled on me. "Alone," he said. "I notice Wren still hasn't learned to pronounce my name."

"I'm sure she has," I stated, letting him pull me to a back alley of Diagon alley. "She's either too proud to admit that she's been pronouncing it wrong or she knew that she was pronouncing it wrong in the first place. She still calls me almost all the different ways you can call your mother, your mother." I noticed him take off his sweater. "What're you doing?"

"Getting read to change," he said. "Am I carrying you?"

"No," I replied. "I think I can fly myself."

"Have you been practising?" he asked, casually.

"Yes," I stated. "I want to be able to protect my children."

He seemed to laugh. "From what?"

I took off my clothes as I began to change, so that nothing could be seen. Severus didn't seem to be as worried about nudity as I was. "Anything," I said. "Everything."

He grew silent as I watched him change elegantly. I finished mine and kept my eyes on him. It was almost sick the way he made it look so easy. Watching him made the pain less in my back and, well, everywhere. His hand extended towards mine and without speech, our hands locked together. I knew how to fly, but for a split moment I had forgotten and let him lift me into the air. I tightly held onto my clothes and began to fly through the air.

I felt ill as I looked down at the greyscale ground. Heights had always bothered me. I closed my eyes, hoped that Severus didn't notice, and let him lead me to the school. I knew that for a while we were real high, since I felt my ears pop. We're probably high enough so that we won't be noticed by muggles. My stomach churned. I am a muggle. I hit the ground, hard, since I wasn't watching where I was going. I looked up as I began to change back, ready to put my clothes back on immediately. I watched Severus' feet shove through his pant legs. I threw up on the ground. "Get up," Severus said, near a snarl.

I coughed, but stood up and put my shirt on. "I have some things to do in the school, but you'll meet me in my room in about an hour, okay?"

It sounded like an order. "Okay," I stated.

He began to walk away, but turned around. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I said, taking a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Positive."

"Okay," he said, turned his back and walked away from me.

I stayed there for a moment, keeping my head from spinning. I sat back down on the ground. Soon enough I realized that I was not alone. "Are you okay?" I hadn't seen him for over fifteen years, but I recognized the supposed great Harry Potter immediately.

"Fine," I glared

I couldn't help my eyes from looking at him. His hair stretched onto his back, he was very slim (not built at all) and still has his emerald eyes that found their place stared at me. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Severus Snape invited me," I said. "Shall I ask you the same question?"

"Sure," he said with a cocky smile.

I waited, but then repeated his question. "What are you doing here?"

"I teach here," he replied. "I've taught her for four years, this'll be my fifth."

I laughed, in his face. "You? A teacher?" I said. "Richard never mentioned you."

He crossed his arms. "Do you think Richard even remembers me?"

"You left us when he was five and a half," I replied. "I think he remembers."

"I don't remember what I did when I was five," he said.

"You probably blocked out your childhood. I would have, if I was you," I said, but didn't try to sound insulting.

"Maybe he blocked out his," Harry said.

"Are you saying I did a horrible job raising him?" I asked.

I was going to stand up to glare at him, but I knew I'd only throw up again. "No," Harry said. His eyes softened. "No, you did I fine job. I mean, Richard doesn't act like he knows me at all."

"He doesn't though," I said.

Harry held out a hand to help me up. "I mean he acts like he doesn't remember me," he said with a sigh.

I ignored his hand. "I'd prefer to act like I didn't remember you."

"Can we move?" he asked nervously. "I'd rather not be near your vomit."

"Memories coming back?" I asked sarcastically.

"No," he said. "The smell makes me want to vomit."

"Oh," I felt myself blush and stood up.

He grabbed a hold of me, before I realized that I was falling onto the ground. "Listen," he said. "I need to talk to someone about something and you would be perfect."

"Thanks," I muttered. "What's it about?"

"A long time ago," he said leading me to well-placed bench outside. "Like five years maybe? Everything happens on the fives it seems."

I sat down on the bench and watched his eyes move, like he was reacting something out in his head. He sighed and sat down beside me. "You're not going to tell me now, are you?"

"You look gorgeous," he whispered, sliding his arm around my back.

"Harry, you broke it off," I said.

"I heard you're living with Draco Malfoy," he said.

"Not really," I said.

"Are you still together then?"

"I don't know." I paused. "Are you going to tell me the damn story or not?"

He pulled his arm away awkwardly. "Yes," he said. "But you have to understand why I'm telling you?"

Because you're self-centred? "Okay," I said childishly, "Listening."

"I can't tell anyone else," he said, clenching a fist. "Even he won't talk to me about it. I went down thinking that I could defeat the Death Eaters since I had found a passage that Professor Snape used to get down there. I was so cocky," he said. "They captured me in an instant. They wanted to test Snape to see if he really was loyal. H-he was supposed to rape me," I noticed him shaking. "I realize he had done it to you, b-but it's a little different for a guy you know?"

"I know," I said, fighting to not touch his hand.

"Well, he was behind me, naked. It was h-horrible and the next thing I knew was that my hands were free and he was on the ground. I watched them beat him. Lucius tried to protect him. Lucius said he wanted to keep him, like as a pet, you know? They agreed to it, surprisingly. Severus was still pretty hurt though, conscious, but bleeding. They skinned his arm where the Death Eater's mark was. I fled, but when I saw him in school the next day he just sat in his room. I went there to talk to him about it, but he pretended it never happened. I can't tell Dumbledore, it was stupid of me to think I could take them all on. I have no one to talk about it. Why did he sacrifice everything for me?"

"Maybe he's not interested in guys," I said.

Harry laughed as tears poured down his face. "We both know that's not true."

"Harry," I tried to comfort him without touching him.

"It was stupid to even tell you," he said. "He stole you away from me. I thought I could cure you. I know he's not a bad guy, it's just he knew he'd get hurt if he didn't…"

"You're talking about two completely different things," I said. "I know why you broke up with me, so don't even bother going into that again."

"It was for your own good," Harry said.

"So you leave me alone with a boy," I said.

"Your son. Severus' and your son. I offered to help pay for him. I offered to say, but you didn't want to see me."

"You told me I was in love with someone else."

"You were."

"I wasn't."

"We've been through this," Harry said.

"That's what I said." I said. "I'm glad Richard didn't tell me about you because then I would have sent him to another school."

I walked off quickly. "Kali!" Harry shouted from behind me. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry."

I kept walking. "I'm not angry," I shouted back to him.

"This is why we didn't work. You don't admit anything. You don't forget anything," he shouted.

I turned around. "Did you really expect me to just forget about Severus?" I shouted to him. "I had a miniature him wandering around in my house. He was so different from me, yet the same as me. I would have stayed with you Harry. Even if Severus came to me, I would have stayed with you."

"I believe it, that's why it was better for us that we separated."

We were still shouting at each other from a bit of a distance. I felt like a moron. "I don' understand you Harry."

Harry shrugged. "I don't think I was meant to be understood."

I nodded – slowly. I didn't say anything and began to walk away from him, backwards. He kept his eyes locked with mine as we parted ways. I walked into the school and decided to try to find Severus, even though it hadn't been an hour. I found him in the Great Hall decorating for the students tomorrow. They levitated candles until they seemed to fall into place in the air. He seemed out of place with the other Professors. They all chatted amongst themselves and he was left to work alone. Nothing has changed. "Miss. Kali?" I recognized Hagrid, since it was hard to forget a mass of hair.

"Hi Hagrid," I said shyly.

"My, you've grown," he smiled. "Richard is quite bright. There were rumours through the teachers that he is yours."

"He is," I beamed proudly. "I have a daughter coming this year too."

"What house does she want to be in? Probably Ravenclaw like her brother," he chuckled and awaited my answer.

"Actually she wants to be in Slytherin," I said, lowering my voice.

Hagrid's jaw dropped. "Really?"

"She's quite fond of Severus and he had given her a Slytherin scarf. She told me that there was no way she'd be in a different house."

"Well at least it'll end the Slytherin drought," he laughed in a Santa Claus fashion. "I'll look forward to teaching her." He went back to moving around the tables. "It was nice seeing you again."

"You as well," I said.

Severus' eyes locked with mine. "I still have a lot of candles to do," he shouted down the hallway at me.

None of the teachers noted that he talked, except for Dumbledore who acknowledged me. "Come back for a visit?" Dumbledore asked me.

"Yes," I smiled. "Just checking out the place before the kids come."

"It wouldn't be dangerous," Dumbledore winked.

I smiled and walked over to Severus. "I'll watch you then," I said.

"It'll be boring," Severus promised.

"You forget that I'm excited when Richard lights candles for me," I said.

"I wouldn't know that," Severus said.

I nodded. "Sorry," I muttered.

"You can stay in my room if you've already gotten bored," he said, dryly.

"Am I not allowed to talk to you?" I asked.

"Wouldn't want to ruin dinner conversation," he replied.

"You don't have much to say, do you?" I asked a question again.

"No," he said. "I don't."

"Do you love me?" I asked.

The room went silent and I suspected that everyone was looking at us. "Albus," he said. "I'm going to leave a little early. I hope you don't mind."

He smiled. "Not at all."

Severus' cold hands took mine and pulled me beside him, even thought I could barely keep up with his swift pace. He was silent as we moved down to his room. "Sorry," I said. He didn't respond. "I really am."

He opened the door, pulled me in and slammed it shut behind me. I noticed that something was cooking itself at a kitchen I never noticed he had. He was still wearing the green turtleneck that I was fond of. "So any particular reason you're being grumpy?"

I regretted saying it as soon as he turned around. "No," he said sarcastically. "It's just been a bad day."

"So, running into me was bad?"

"No," he said.

"What about Wren?"

"No that was good too," he almost shouted in an angry manner. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Can I ask you something then?"

"No," Severus replied. "I'm tired. I should have said another day."

I sat down at the table and lowered my head. "I could come another day."

He sat down at the table with me, placed a plate in front of me and then one in front of him. "I've already made a meal," he said. "I wouldn't be able to eat all of this."

"As well as today?"

His black eyes looked up to me. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."

"Can I visit you again?"

I noticed slight colour form in his cheeks. He looked down again. "If you'd like. Are you seeing Draco still?"

"You didn't even try to sneak up on that one," I sighed. "I don't know." I felt my stomach churned as I jabbed the food. I had forgotten about my nausea. "We had a fight last night that went until morning. Richard heard us, but I don't know if Wren did or not."

I noticed him spin a spoon in his cup of coffee. "What happened?" he asked. "I know it's none of my business, but it might be better if you let it all out."

A sigh slid through me. "Apparently he's actually interested in his wife."

"God forbid!" he smirked.

"Shut up," I wanted to punch him, again.

"Sorry, I'll stop the commentary," he said.

"Well, if you really don't want to hear it..."

"No, tell, please, I'm interested," he said.

"So he was supposed to send the night with me, one night, since Lucius wasn't visiting and there was no real reason to be at home. I guess there was. He called me up and said he was spending some time with his wife. He even referred to her as his wife, like I was just some side thing," I said.

"But you are just some side thing," Severus said. "You're nothing special to him. Has he even helped raise Wren?"

"Did you help raise Richard?"

"I'll have you know," Severus beamed proudly. "That I am one of Richard's favourite teachers. He talks to me all the time."

"He doesn't even know you're his father," I glared.

Severus shrugged. "I'm sure he suspects it," he muttered.

"He probably doesn't."

"We should probably go back to the matter that we were discussing before," he said. "Do you think Draco no longer has feelings for you?"

"I'm beginning to wonder if he ever did."

"I'm sure he did."

"You just said that I was nothing special to him," I replied.

"I was grumpy," he stated.

"You're difficult today," I stated back.

"May I kiss you?"

"Pardon?"

"Never mind."

"I heard you," I smiled. "Usually people don't ask."

"Well I'm asking."

"That's sweet of you."

"So I can or I can't?" he asked.

His sleeved positioned so I could see down it perfectly. I noticed the scar that may have related to Harry's conversation with me earlier. "What's that scar from Severus?"

I noticed that he hadn't eaten anything, much like me. "Nothing," he muttered, tightening his sleeve.

"I was talking to Harry today," I said.

"Is that another reason why you're upset?" he asked.

"No," I said. "Well, maybe." I felt myself blush. "He told me a story," I began. "It's interesting. Apparently you're not a Death Eater anymore."

I watched his fist clench and then unclench against the table. "I'm Lucius' now," he said. "I got kicked out. That's what the scar is from."

"Where a mark used to be?" I asked.

"Yes," he said. "They tore it off of me. Lucius saved my life. It was the same night that you had come to check on Richard. Do you remember that day?"

"Vaguely," I said. "I had a breakdown, in front of Wren. It was horrible."

"I still remember, even though a lot of other things happened."

"You were there for me," I locked eyes with him. "That's one of the reasons Wren looks up to you, you know."

"May I kiss you now?" he leaned closer to me.

"Did you really throw it all away for Harry?" I asked.

Severus shook his head and sighed loudly. "I suppose. I just didn't want to rape him, that's all." He leaned closer to me and rubbed his cheek against mine. "Things went terribly wrong the last time that happened to someone I knew and cared for."

I kissed his cheek. "You should talk to him about it," I said. "I think he needs something like that."

"What happened between you and Harry?"

"He hated that I had feelings for you," I said.

"Did you have feelings for him?" he asked, pulling his head away from mine. "I mean, not that it is any of my business."

"I did," I said. "That's why I didn't see anything wrong with continuing a relationship with him. I told him I would have stayed with him, even if you had come back to me."

"Is that true though?"

I blushed and looked down. "Probably..."

"He didn't believe you then. Those lies are hard to get through people. Harry probably saw it right away," he said.

"At least I tried," I stated.

"I won't argue with you," he muttered.

"So you don't think I did?"

"It's not that..."

"Then what is it?"

"Never mind," he said. "It's nothing to think about."

I was quiet and looked down at my meal. I didn't want anything to eat. "I think I'll just head home," I didn't look at him and stood up away from my dinner.

Severus was up and beside me in moments. "Don't leave," he panicked. "I didn't mean to offend you."

"I'm just tired," I said.

"Stay here then," he suggested. "I haven't really been able to talk to you."

"I'm not going to sleep in your room," I laughed. "I'll just go home."

His arms found their way around my waist and he kissed my neck. "I haven't had anyone to talk to for a while. Lucius and his wife are together again and none of the teachers will talk to me since they found out I was a Death Eater."

"Weren't you just a spy though?"

"Yes, but I can't tell them that. It'd get to them eventually," he sighed. "I can't wait until the war starts up again."

"War?"

"Yes," he said with his nose on my shoulder. "I'll kill them all, aside from Lucius of course. I'd protect him 'till the end."

"You know, it's not very romantic when you do this," I said.

He laughed, but awkwardly. "So you think I'm trying to be romantic?"

I leaned into his arms, so I could be closer to him. "I thought so," I said.

"Do you really want to sleep?" he asked. "You could have my bed again. I doubt I'll sleep tonight anyway."

"Okay, okay," I sighed. "Forcing me to sleep."

"You're slurring your words. I doubt that you noticed," he lifted me awkwardly and tossed me onto his bed.

"I didn't," I smiled and wrapped up in his sheets. The smell that I remembered flowed into me and I shut my eyes. I felt the bed lower slightly and suspected that Severus sat on the end. He stayed silent, but I felt his eyes on me. "What happened between you and Lucius?"

"Nothing," Severus said. "I never said I was mad at him."

"I mean," I said. "How did you meet him?"

He laid down beside me and put his arms around my waist again. "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes," I said. "I really do."

"Well," I felt his sigh against my neck. "After Hogwarts I went to a college and was rather outcasted. I didn't mind, mind you, since I was quite into my studies. My roommate, however, grew interested in my studies far too much. I shared a room with Lucius, since I went into residence to escape from my family. He was a curious fellow and I found myself looking at him when he didn't think I was watching. He didn't even try to be sneaky though. I'd be studying and he'd just sit there and watch me with a smile on his face. Eventually, he asked if I'd help him study. I accepted and we talked more then. He asked a lot of questions. We became pretty good friends and I didn't really have anyone else to talk to anyway.

"I started noticing him in my classes, even though he wasn't actually in any of them, and he's sit with me. He pointed Narcissa out of the crowd and told me that's who he was supposed to marry. I told him that she was attractive, since she was. He said that he never had a conversation with her yet, but found her attractive as well. We went to a party after that class; Lucius has insisted that I went with him because he didn't want to be alone. It was boring and Lucius had one too many drinks. I ended up carrying him back to our room and he started to kiss me. I pulled away from him and put him into bed, telling myself that he was drunk. I was attracted to him, but didn't think anything of it. The next day, when he was actually sober, he kissed me again in the safety of our room. He started telling me how attractive and interesting I was. I found it weird, but it made sense to me since I wasn't attracted to any girl like I had been with him.

"So I was a side thing for Lucius to play with. He married Narcissa, like he had too, but would come visit me often. It wasn't just sex or anything like that. He'd bring gifts and we'd talk. It was quite amazing, until Narcissa found out about me. She loathed me. She thought I was just a stupid kid that was trying to steal her husband from her. She started to have affairs as well, but Lucius didn't care. Neither did I, to be honest. I think it bothered him a little bit more, when he was older, since he did have feelings for her."

"So you're gay?" I asked.

He kissed my neck. "Obviously not," he said. "The only male I've ever been attracted to is Lucius. I just never found any girls I clicked with before him. He looked kind of girly anyway." He laughed quietly.

"So where does Julia come into the story?"

"Oh," I felt him squeeze me tighter. "Do you really want to hear about it?"

"Yes," I said. "I'm curious."

"Second year teaching here," he started. "I went to a strip club with Lucius. I was getting nervous, since people had started to suspect that I was, in fact, homosexual since I spent so much time with Lucius. I had quite a crush on Minvera McGonnigal at the time and I didn't want her to get the wrong opinion. So, Lucius said, a strip club was the only answer. That's where I met Julia. She was a hooker and an exotic dancer, and Lucius bought her one day for me. She was unbelievable," he quickly noted who he was talking to and I noticed the tone in his voice changed. "Anyway, several months later I asked if she wanted to stay with me and offered to buy her services forever."

"How romantic," I rolled my eyes.

"I liked her. She liked the fact that I had money."

"And..."

"I went out one night with Lucius, just to hang out and when I got back she was injured. It looked like she fell down the stairs and the bookcase fell on her. She was quite a clumsy girl though."

"Ah," I said. "Did Lucius like her?"

"No, but I still did pay attention to Lucius."

I yawned and wrapped up tighter in the blankets. "So what did happen between you and Julia?" I asked.

His weight was gone from the bed and when I opened my eyes, he was gone. Shit.

A/N: See? I didn't have the heart to let Severus rape Harry, but I think Harry's a little more scarred now. Everyone is out of character. It frustrates me, a lot. But that's okay. I'll live.

Is anyone else wondering where the painting is? Did Severus throw it away? Is it still hiding? Did I just forgot to add her in? gasp

Thanks to my reviewers DeathlyNightshade, Sesshomaru's Angel and Smiley Face3!

Thanks to everyone that reads too!

(Didn't need to change it this time, woo!!)