I have to say that this is my favorite chapter to write so far. I love writing my Lucius. Hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 2

Severus retired to his rooms for the night, still disturbed by the events of the interview. As his belongings were still in the room from the year before, he had nothing to unpack and settled in quite easily. He had just gotten comfortable in his favorite green velvet armchair when there was a soft knock at the door.

Groaning inwardly and cursing outwardly he snarled at the door, "What is it?"

There was a pause from the person behind the door. In the crack between the door and the floor, feet were nervously shifting weight. The visitor rapped once more, very softly.

A very annoyed Severus yelled, "WHAT!" at the person behind the door.

The knocking continued, still very softly, but more urgently. Severus shot out of his chair, darting toward the door and opened it, his robes in a flurry around him. A hooded figure stood before him. A very stinky hooded figure.

"What the-" Severus began pinching his nose.

"Severus-" the voice whispered from under the hood.

"What... I mean... Who's Severus? I wouldn't know... My name is Sullivan..." Severus mumbled, his anger and annoyance forgotten in his need to keep his true identity secret.

"Oh," said the voice. A very familiar voice, Severus thought. "Volde- ...I mean... I was told that Severus would be here..." the voice continued. "I'll just be going then..."

The hooded figure turned around to leave, but as he did, a powerful draft that is so not a plot device blew his hood back from his head revealing long, and very oily white-blonde hair.

"Lucius!" Severus exclaimed, fully surprised. For all he'd known, Lucius was still in Azkaban.

The figure turned around to reveal that it was, indeed, Lucius. He looked a bit confused, however, and was backing away from Severus slowly.

"How do you know me!" he asked suspiciously.

"It's me," Severus snarled, removing his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "Severus."

"I didn't recognize you!" Lucius exclaimed. Severus rolled his eyes.

"Shhh-" Severus hushed Lucius, dragging him into his quarters. He shut the door with a snap, locking the door and muttered a silencing charm. He turned to face Lucius who was making himself at home in Severus' favorite chair.

"Get your stinky arse out of my favorite chair," Severus growled at Lucius and Lucius obeyed. Severus sat down and Lucius moved to sit opposite him on Severus' bed.

"Did I ask you to sit down, Lucius?" Snape asked dangerously.

Lucius immediately paused in his attempt to make himself more comfortable and opted instead to remain standing.

"What the hell is that stench anyway?" Severus asked, pinching his nose once more with a purely disgusted look on his face.

"I didn't notice any smell," Lucius stated, pulling a bit of what looked like rat feces from his hair. "But, I guess being in Azkaban, with no showers, rats, no sewage system, and a very friendly cell mate who likes to call me 'Mama' would cause me to smell a bit..."

Severus rolled his eyes. "How did you manage to get out? And more importantly, what are you doing here?"

"Well, ah, to answer the first question, I used the old 'tap the guard on the shoulder and run the other way' gag. Worked like a charm," Lucius replied.

"Only you..." Severus remarked

"Indeed," Lucius chuckled. "As for the second question, Voldemort thought it would be a good idea for me to hide out here for a while, cause I'm kinda on the Wizarding World's Most Wanted list."

"That makes two of us," Severus sighed.

"Why is that?"

"Oh, didn't you hear?" Lucius shook his head. "I killed Dumbledore last school year and now both the Order and the Ministry are out for my head."

"Go figure!" Lucius exclaimed shaking his head.

"I know, right," said Severus. "And anyway, you can't stay here. The idea is even ridiculous. Sometimes I wonder what goes through the Dark Lord's mind..."

"Well, I have to stay here, Severus. The Dark Lord said you'd be difficult. He said that if you refused, he'd come here and kill you himself."

"Ah," Severus thought it over for a moment. "Well, you can stay for the time being..."

"Score!"

"BUT, only until I speak with the Dark Lord. Hopefully we both won't be caught until then..."

"Fine," Lucius groaned, disappointed. "Well! Let's get some sleep!" Lucius chirped excitedly, tearing off his robes and preparing to jump into Severus' bed.

"No! You're showering. You smell like dead pole cats."

"Funny you should mention that," Lucius laughed. "I had one as a pet... But, I couldn't bring it with me, sadly..." Lucius became teary eyed. "Chester! How I miss thee!" he wailed.

"Shut up and go take a bath."

"Right," Lucius skipped into the bathroom and closed the door.

"And you're not sleeping in my bed," Severus called to Lucius. "You're on the floor."

"Aw, mannn."

Severus had survived one full night in Hogwarts castle and awoke to find himself encapsulated in a very strong embrace. He opened his eyes and moaned as they adjusted to the light. As he was trying to stretch he became very aware that the arms his was wrapped in were Lucius' and the struggle to remove himself shortly became life or death.

"Let- Me- Go- Lucius!" he growled, trying desperately to loosen himself from Lucius' grasp. Finally he resulted to kicking him, very hard, in his manhood.

Lucius woke up gasping and removed his hold on Severus to clutch his delicates which were in a very intense pain.

Severus got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day. The welcoming feast and sorting were today and he needed to be in character so as to fool all of Hogwarts. He had very little faith that he would make it out alive considering Harry Potter was still attending, and he would surely recognize him at once and hex him into oblivion.

It was days like these that Severus wondered why he even bothered.

However his day had one redeeming factor. A hot and steamy shower. He reached inside the shower curtain and cut the water on. He began to undress while waiting for the water to warm. Once fully undressed, he tested the water with his hand and, finding it warm enough to his liking, he brushed the curtain aside just enough for him to step in and avoid releasing the steam that he enjoyed so much. But before his foot reached the surface of the tub, he eye caught a rancid ring of dirt around his beloved bath. He also found that it looked slightly slimy and was giving off a distinct scent.

"Disgusting," he groaned.

"Well, the favorite part of my day is ruined," he thought to himself. "There's no way I'm getting in that... Leave it to Lucius to ruin my already ruined day."

He cut the shower off and redressed himself in some fresh clean robes and walked back into his bedroom finding Lucius lounging sleepily in his bed.

"Out!" he roared and Lucius jumped out of the covers revealing that he was completely naked.

"Ugh," Severus groaned throwing a sheet over Lucius. "Put some clothes on, for Merlin's sake! We're going to set some rules right here and NOW!

"Awww, c'mon Severus," Lucius whined.

"No! I'm not coming on anything, Lucius," Severus snarled. Lucius giggled as he pulled his pants on.

"Shut up and pay attention," Snape snapped. Lucius listened raptly. "Rule number one: no sleeping in my bed. There's a perfectly good cold stone floor. Rule number two: clean the shower."

"That's not a rule," Lucius observed.

"Rule number three: shut up and stay out of my way. I'm not going to babysit you," Severus concluded as he put his glasses on preparing to leave for the staff room.

"What the-" Lucius asked staring at Severus totally bewildered. "Who are you?"

"Fuck off!" Severus exclaimed and stormed out of the room.

"Gee," sighed Lucius settling down into Severus' favorite chair. "That guy in the glasses sure is mean."

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Chapter 2 done. There haven't been many reviews, so I don't know whether to keep writing or not. If you like the story, please leave your feedback and I will totally keep writing. Cookies to all who review!