"What're you looking at?" The whisper sent chills down Harry's spine.

He scowled and roughly pushed away his brother's friend. "Get off Pads; I don't want Remus to get jealous again." He scoffed.

"Don't worry, Moony won't get jealous over little old you, he knows my eyes are for him alone." Sirius chuckled. "Now who are you looking at?"

The love of my life and the bane of your existence.

"Because from here it looks like you're watching Snape." He grinned wickedly.

A blush tinted his cheeks pink and Harry glanced away. "Of course not." He muttered. "Can't I watch my own House without being questioned?"

Sirius' eyes lit up. "What's this? Does little Harry have a crush on Snivelly?" He teased.

Harry felt like dying when his cheeks heated up and effectively gave him away.

"I don't know what you're on about." He turned his burning face away.

"Harry has a crush" Sirius sang tauntingly. "What will your mysterious boyfriend say about that?"

He groaned. "Shut it Black." Harry buried his face in his arms.

"Would he be jealous that you're watching another man?" He continued.

He'd probably be relieved. "No, he doesn't care if I look at other guys. He trusts me."

"Hm, Remus doesn't trust me." Sirius pouted.

Harry rolled his eyes. "I wonder why."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"One, you flirt with anything that moves." Harry replied flatly. "Two, you're a sex fiend and three, well, you're Sirius Black."

"I do not flirt with anything that moves!" Blue eyes narrowed. "I'll have you know that I've flirted with a statue, that doesn't move."

"You thought it was a girl who had been petrified." Harry scoffed. "So that doesn't count."

"Details, details." Sirius waved away his words. "So I like to flirt, that doesn't hurt anyone."

"Flirting leads to sex, which you crave above everything else." Harry retorted.

There was silence.

"I guess, you're right." Sirius laughed. "No wonder Remus doesn't trust me."

"Speaking of which, where are your fellow Marauders?" Harry shot a quick glance down the table.

Sirius grimaced. "They've taken up the task of finding your "partner" as you call him." He sighed. "I myself was given the task of watching you."

"What!" Harry yelped.

There was a chuckle. "I know, it's not fair." Sirius gazed toward the Slytherin table. "You know, we haven't pranked little Snivelly in a while." He mused. "Maybe I can do that."

I can't believe they're trying to find out who my boyfriend is. Harry's eyes locked with Snape's momentarily. They can't find out.

He stood slowly, sending a last glance at Sirius before he headed for the doors. He hoped Severus would get the hint and follow him.

Why does James have to stick his nose in everything? Harry huffed as he leaned against the wall. Come on Sev, hurry, before they find me.

"What do you want?" An irritated voice questioned.

"They're trying to find out who you are." Harry turned toward Snape.

There was a moment's hesitation before a brow was raised. "And this concerns me how?"

Harry's mouth dropped open. "They can't find out." He shook his head. "Not yet anyway."

Thin lips twitched in amusement as Severus smirked. "Harry, you worry too much."

"I worry too much?" Harry snapped. "What is that suppose to – "

He was cut off as a firm mouth pressed against his own. Harry moaned in surprise but soon found his eyes fluttering shut as a wet tongue ran across his lips in a plea for entrance.

This has got to be a dream. Harry lifted his hands and twisted them in Severus' hair. Mm, but it's a very good dream.

Breathlessly they pulled away when their lungs screamed for air. Their foreheads were pressed together as they panted, eyes locked and glazed.

Long fingers carded through Harry's soft locks as Severus pulled away, trailing his fingertips across a flushed cheek.

Anther kiss was slowly given, soft and gentle this time and Harry sighed blissfully. I've gone to Heaven.

"Harry, be a dear and do me a favor." Snape whispered against his lips.

"Anything."

"I need a lock of Lily's hair." He murmured.

Harry froze, stomach dropping in fear as he pulled away. "What?"

"A hair, from Lily." He smirked. "I'm sure you know who Evans is." His fingers trailed through Harry's own locks once more.

"B-but why?"

Dark eyes narrowed. "Do not question me Harry." Snape hissed. "Or you will soon find that my patience wears thin."

The younger stiffened his shoulders as his jaw locked stubbornly. "I don't have to listen to you." I might have a huge crush on you but this is too much.

A smirk slowly spilled across the pale face. "Harry, what would your brother think if he were to find out that his younger brother is dating Severus Snape?" He nodded his head as Harry gained a sickened expression. "You obviously didn't think this little tryst thoroughly."

"That's not fair; I'm going to tell him eventually." Harry frowned.

"But how would James react if I told him I was fucking his brother's arse?" Snape leaned in close and whispered these dirty words in Harry's ear. The younger shivered at the thought.

"I don't want to hurt Lily." He remained firm in his decision.

"Very well." Snape pulled away.

Harry whimpered and sent a lost look toward the taller youth. Is he going to leave me now?

"Imperio"

Harry stiffened, eyes glazing over immediately. What's happening! Harry inwardly panicked, fighting off the relaxed fuzziness surrounding his brain.

:You will obey me.

Who's that?

:You will obey me.

Why should I? Harry fought. I don't want to listen to you.

:Obey me:

"No!" Harry fell to his hands and knees weakly, his arms quivering as they struggled to hold him steady.

"Damn your stubbornness!" Snape snarled. "Why did you fight me?"

Harry slowly lifted his head, eyes wide and frightened. "You did Dark magic." He whispered.

"Very observant." Snape sneered darkly.

Merlin, what have I gotten myself into? "Y-you're a Death Eater?"

Severus actually laughed. "Are you stupid Potter? I'm too young to be a Death Eater." He scoffed.

"You'll be expelled." Harry's eyes glinted dangerously.

"No, I won't."

Before Harry could scream a vial was shoved in his mouth, the thick potion cutting off his breath and effectively silencing him. No, no, no. This wasn't supposed to happen. Tears flooded Harry's eyes.

The bittersweet concoction slid down his throat, leaving a fuzzy emptiness in his mouth in its wake. The glass was removed as soon as Snape felt it safe and Harry greedily filled his lungs with air, coughing and spluttering with a red face.

A sharp pain surrounded his gut and Harry winced with a low whine. He weakly keeled forward, dully feeling thin arms wrap around his waist to keep him steady.

"That's it Harry." Snape soothed. "Allow your body to relax."

Relax…my body feels so heavy. Harry thought groggily. But it's so nice to be held…

Snape kissed his temple gently, lovingly. For now Harry would pretend it meant something.

"Where were you last night?" He breathed against the teen's neck.

Harry felt his eyes roll back into his skull. "I was in Gryffindor Tower." He said breathlessly.

A short nip to Harry's ear sent him melting into Snape's chest. "Don't you like spending time with me?" The whisper sent chills down his spine. "Or have you grown tired of me already?"

"Never." Harry whimpered.

"Good, because I still have uses for you." Snape crooned gently, as though whispering sweet nothings to his young lover.

"Uses?" Emerald orbs glanced up in confusion.

"Yes, uses." The greasy haired Slytherin sneered. "You are a tool for revenge my sweet."

"Why?" Harry asked sleepily, the potion now taking affect quickly.

"Because I am a true Slytherin and know when to take advantage of an opportunity when I see one." A strangely gentle hand stroked Harry's flushed cheek. "Why waste the chance of a lifetime, when everything is so neatly placed before me?"

"Severus." Harry slurred in protest, leaning heavily against the teen's arms.

"Shh, you're nothing but a pawn in my game Harry."

Nothing but a pawn…

No other thought penetrated Harry's hazy mind as he slipped into darkness.


Grr, where is this going? Never fear my dear readers, it will be happy... er, I think. Hehe, u better beg my beta to knock some sense into me, or we might end up with an unpleasant fic… I don't do happy well. By the way, thanks for betaing once more Zoomi!
-Red