Warnings; Slash, Swearing, there's some violence in this.

Characters; James Potter, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, Regulus Black, Lucius Malfoy – Later Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter.

Shows; Harry Potter

Disclaimer; I can safety say I don't own Harry Potter (Even if I wish really, really hard)

Plot; Does Snape really like Lily?

James questioned his friend who was determent on saying silent. James nudged his knee.

"Come on man, seven years, you've told me everything, everything – so why won't you tell me this?"

Sirius shrugged slightly.

"There's nothing going on"

"You kissed me"

Sirius shook his head

"Snuffles kissed you"

James rolled his eyes as Sirius grinned. "Trust me James, nothing is going on"

James nodded stubbornly then grinned.

"How about you tell me what's up with you, I'll tell you who I'm thinking about fucking"

Sirius' eyes lightened up.

"Oh, oh tell me"

"A tooth for a tooth mate"

He sighed and nodded.

"Nothing going on, on. I've been thingying with Remus, but nothing manger"

James' eyes widened significantly.

"Oh get you"

Sirius chuckled.

"Who you planning on fucking?"

James pursed his lips then whispered something, "What was that, didn't quite hear that?" Sirius said cupping his ear.

"Severus Snape"

Sirius spluttered, looking at James in pure disbelief.

"No, no Regulus wasn't right – was he?"

James raised his eyebrows then looked down, making his eyes big behind his glasses. Sirius choked slightly and shook his head.

"Oh dude"

James laughed as Sirius collapsed back onto his bed.

"SLYTHERIN VERSE GRYFFINDOR" The commenter shouted into the microphone. James hovered on his broom, locating the Slytherin chaser; they glared at each other both eye lines went down when they saw the Quaffle.

The whistle blew and James moved not registering he was moving until the Quaffle was in his arms. He zoomed around the other players confusing the Slytherin chaser and keeping his target the fifty foot goal post.

The tension built in his head, so many things, the fifty foot goal post, Severus, the Quaffle in his arms, Lily; the closer he was getting to the goal post, Sirius. He threw the Quaffle aiming and successfully getting it through the centre goal.

He saw the celebration around him, but his eye line was focused on the black haired Slytherin who was looking directly at James burning a hole in him.

He sighed and turned his head to the red haired Gryffindor celebrating with the rest beside the shaggy haired Gryffindor celebrating but looking at James with a curious expression on his face.

Beside him the two remaining Marauders, both celebrating with the rest of the Gryffindors one met eyes with reassurance the other just a dazed as usual.

James shook his head and turned his broom back into first position waiting for the whistle. He gazed at the Seeker he knew that he'd located the snitch; he turned his head to the Slytherin seeker.

Regulus Black. The younger boy glared at him, half due to the match and the other half due to the truth that he knew and James was hiding.

James gulped slightly but shook it off noticing another of the Gryffindor chasers grabbing the Quaffle, he cursed himself then chased around, he turned his head slightly seeing the dark haired boy behind him. He then frowned.

Why was Regulus Black following him?

He zigzagged trying and epically failing to confuse him. He gained speed cursing himself he changed direction quickly then grabbed the flying Quaffle.

He flew towards the goal then felt a jolt. He frowned intensely then felt another jolt. He threw the Quaffle then was flung from his broom. James fell to the floor, not even registering that he was falling until he hit the soft sand, which on the contact felt like a tarmac pavement.

James groaned inwardly rubbing his forehead then seeing five blurry shapes surrounding him. Three being the Marauders – he guessed, One being Lily – he guessed again. But the forth, who was the forth?

James squinted trying to see but gave up dropping his head into the sand and closing his eyes.

James yawned rubbing his eyes; he felt a dead weight on his legs.

"Snuffles you lump" was his initial thought; he went to push the dogs head then frowned. He sat up properly and rubbed his eyes again.

"Severus what are you doing here?"

The black haired boy stirred lightly then looked up at James.

"I wanted to make sure you where okay. Lily left about an hour ago, The Marauders about half an hour, well Remus and Peter; they seemed to have a dog with them. Once they left I just sorter decided it was my turn – obviously it worked since you woke up" Severus smiled cheerfully.

James laughed and yawned. He smiled; he knew Snuffles had been there mostly because of the numerous dog hairs covering James' hospital bed.

Remus had been there because the Marauders map was on his bedside cabernet. Peter hadn't left anything but he wouldn't have been left.

Lily had been he could smell her perfume and on the bedside cabernet there was a packet of every flavoured beans. He turned his head back to Severus and smiled.

"You're far too cheerful, has someone slipped you a happy potion"

Severus laughed.

"I know you shouldn't ask a patient but have you decided between Lily and me?"

James frowned knitting his eyebrows together.

"I've tried, I promise I have, Sirius didn't help – I need to talk to Remus, then I'll be certain – I promise"

Severus nodded.

"Want some help?"

James nodded

"Anything man, anything" James laughed then smiled as Severus did, Severus took his hand then kissed him; James smiled into it then kissed him back. James slid his hand up to Severus' cheek and creased it softly as Severus snaked his hand down James' chest.

"Any help?"

James shrugged and pulled Severus forward.