Desperation

A/N: None of these chars are mine unless I state so. They all belong to the great J.K. Rowling. Also please do not read on if slash offends you or you have not yet finished HP-And the Half Blood Prince.

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"Don't call me a coward" he muttered to himself. It wasn't true, he wasn't a coward. It took all his bravery to do what he had done… even for him. Angrily he wiped away a tear that was gradually sliding down his pallid cheek . He had promised himself that he couldn't get worked up over this. He pulled up his sleeve and peered at the throbbing tattoo of his impurity. The dark mark bore and burnt violently in his flesh. He wasn't calling, no, he was congratulating. him

Severus sighed and pushed a few strands of greasy hair from his face. Should he be feeling guiltily or let the judges of his heart frown? He couldn't believe he had agreed to do it…. He stood and paced the small, dark room. Was it all just a bad dream? He touched his cheek and low sob escaped his paled lips.

There was a gentle knock at the door and he swiftly swept away the tears and straightened up. Dusting down his robe, "Enter". His voice wasn't cracked or muffled by the tears. He was good at hiding his emotion. He had had year to perfect that skill.

Shyly Draco pushed open the door. His robes torn and tattered, stained with thick red blood. Once perfected platinum hair was now dishevelled and bloodstained. He was shaking profoundly with an unusual glimmer of fear in his icy silver eyes.

"Yes, Draco?" Snape continued his pacing of the shadowed room.

"Severus.. I-I'm… s-scared" whimpered Draco. Oh how strange was it to see him in such a state. He bowed his head and looked, ashamed with himself, at the floor.

Severus fell silent for a few brief moments. Then moved forward so that he could pull Draco into his arms in a deep embrace. Battling against his tears, "That's quite understandable, Draco".

Slowly the youthful pulled back to look at his trusted friend and ex-teacher. His hair falling messily affront his watery eyes, his slender form shaking against the larger man. Such a young person should not have been dragged into the affairs of evil… For now he was nothing more then an innocent angel, falling from grace.

"I just couldn't… do it" he breathed.

"I know. But that's ok… he's forgiven you, has he not?"

"If it wasn't for you. I'd be…"

Severus placed a finger to Draco's lips, "Shhhh." His cold fingers touched his face, and from then it seemed that all previous life was erased as he leaned in. He captures Draco's soft, sweet lips in his own. Light dainty fingers trailed up the back of Severus's robes, pulling him closer.

Draco was submitting to it with pleasure. Pushing himself further in. His tongue like an skilful snake as it weaved and danced with Severus's. But it was Snape who broke this desperate act of pleasure and looked deeply into Draco's longing eyes. His fingertips catching the tear that threatened to fall down his beautiful face.

"Draco. You need rest…" he looked away, ashamed of himself for taking such an advantage. And was taken totally off guard when Draco's cold hand pulled his face so that he could loo kat him clearly.

"No.. I need you".

A/N: That's it for this chapter . If you think I should carry on, please tell me so. I like comments,compliments orhow I could improve. Please don't falme, it doesn't make me feel nice xD, If you don't like just.. don't comment. Thank you for reading. x x x.