† No other Cure †

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the author.

Pairings: Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy

Rating: M for sex scenes and language. This is a MM, meaning a man having sex with another man. If you don't like, don't read.

Genre: Romance/Angst

Theme: Harry Potter Chapter II The Watcher

Malfoy ran down the hall, he didn't go to his transfiguration class, he fled to his room, he didn't want his classmates to see the blush on his face, and he didn't care how many points his absence cost Slytherin. He fell on his bed and cursed a colorful number of swears. His hands fisted in his hair and his grey eyes slapped shut, Fawne made a screech and looked down at his distressed owner.

"Oh Fawne, I can't believe I did that! Damnit! If father found out he'd kill me..." he wailed quietly to the fruit bat. He was now very stressed and it mustn't have helped when he got that feeling again, the one you get when you know your being watched. He looked all around, even Fawne seemed a little worried but he saw nothing but his room, he thought he heard the sound of a shoe on wood from the corner but saw nothing… nothing. "I'm getting paranoid…" he sighed and sat up. He had a slight but very secret crush on his Professor so you can imagine that he would be at his wits end at this point, for he had it somewhere deep in his mind that Snape thought him a very weird child and that now, Malfoy had reason to believe Snape could never love him. These were his bottled up fears, as they had always been, they never changed but grew with each year he was at Hogwarts. Oh how it hurt to go home for three months, back to that damn man he called father… He hated it and now, Snape would never return his feelings. He had woken up countless times to ruined sheets and the remaining memory of Snape and a very pleasant dream. But he supposed, that was all behind him now, he was ruined, all cause of a picture…

Finally after beating himself up more over this, stood and fixed himself, peering into the mirror than, behind himself, he swore, he swore to the gods something moved. His breath caught short and he looked at the wall behind him… nothing. But he still felt as though he was being watched. He hustled out of their fast, a stone of fear in his throat. He rushed and managed to catch up with his class leaving Transfiguration and heading to the final class of the day with Professor Sprout.

The greenery was nice and simple. It smelt good and took away his fear but not his guilt. They were taking samples from a small dwarf tree that was known to sting anything that tried to attack and instantly kill someone. Ouch that sounded dreadful. They were given gloves thick enough to protect their hands but they had to be very quick in getting the bark or else the plant's sap would run and ruin the bark and burn through the gloves and onto the skin…

This time, Malfoy did something right and collected his sample quickly without a single burn. Professor Sprout complimented his quick work and shortly, Green House class ended and they were sent to their rooms for an hour than were to go for dinner. Malfoy walked slowly. He didn't want any dinner if it meant he had to see Snape, he was so ashamed, but of course he covered it up with his usual princy face and a smug look to those who questioned. Apparently his absence had only cost the class 10 points, which was fine.

Malfoy avoided the Common room, he didn't like the feel he got in there so he took to the outdoors to read his potions book from his father, flipping through the pages slowly, feeling rather sick again.

At that time, was when Harry and Ron entered their room and stared in dismay, Harry's trunk was open and things were everywhere.

"Is anything missing Harry!?" called Ron, running over to the legend's bed as Harry dropped down and searched hard. He looked up with horror.

"Yeah, my fathers old cloak is gone…" he said with a sharp breath.

By supper Malfoy had run to his room, put the book away and run out at lightning speed. He settled on the bench but stayed quiet, he didn't look at the teacher's table for a long time but when he did he found Snape, once again staring back, but this time he didn't look away, his hands were folded in front of his mouth and he watched the boy with cold eyes. It was Draco who looked away shamefully. He was so ashamed… Dinner had hardly started, he took a bite of a carrot and stood up and turned and walked out of the dinner hall, his back to Snape… as it should be. He shouldn't have to endure these feelings like this.

He made his way to the common room, though he was hesitant. He found himself dozing lightly in his favorite chair later that night and was woken rudely by Crabbe and Goyle who were heading to bed, and were wondering if he was going to sleep as well but Malfoy shook his head, said he'd stay awake a little longer.

It had not been half an hour when Pansy came down the stairs and looked at him. She looked scared.

"What is it Pansy?" he asked sitting up. She looked rather nice in her silver and green silk nightgown. Her next words made him freeze.

"I-I kept hearing noises! I… I thought someone was in the room but no one was there, then I heard breathing and it was gone! I'm so scared…" she whispered. Malfoy shook his head.

"Don't worry, your just imagining it." He said with a fake smile. "I guess I should go to bed too..." he muttered and got out of his chair and headed to bed.

"Goodnight Pansy." He said and vanished into his room. He took off his shirt and went to sleep, trying to forget his fear.

The next day didn't go good at all. Most of the morning was a blur, Potions class was horrible. He however did get a 100 on his text, which made him smile. He never had gotten a kind word from Snape. Never. Sometimes he got a nod or a Good Work today Mr.Malfoy and sometimes even a smile. Oh how he loved that smile. So mysterious but dangerous. He didn't see that smile now.

They learned about a certain plant known as Cyteryus but only vaguely. It was one of the world's most deadly plants and when mixed with venom, it could kill most painfully. Snape described how its poison trait made the skin swell and it was used in potions meant for death and death alone. It was illegal to grow and you would be sent to Azkaban if you were found with it. Malfoy listened to this information and closed his eyes once more. Class ended and he left slowly, not looking at Snape.

Later that day he managed to run straight into Severus. How uncomfortable was that? Two legged horses were less awkward. He ran straight into him and was knocked onto the floor since his own speed had matched Snape's but he was smaller and found the ground rather hard. He looked up at a rather confused Snape who pulled him up and brushed invisible dust from his black robe. He said nothing though, Malfoy gave a quick sorry and ran off too his next class and Severus walked to his room for a shower.

That dinner, Draco didn't even show, this puzzled Snape but he kept his slight worry hidden, especially from the students. He wondered if the boy was still on about that picture. Snape had put it behind him; it was something of the past. But he found himself a little worried for the boy and exited the dinning hall through the back, wooden door.

All this time Malfoy had been asleep in his bed and something… was watching him.

"Hehe… die." Cackled the creature hidden under non other than Harry Potters cloak. The creature looked human but had large fangs and horns and pure hate for the blond headed boy and his fathers.

Snape walked through the Common room and up the stairs. The door was locked.
"Open up Malfoy!" he called, nothing… Snape pulled out his wand and cast an unlocking spell and stepped in. He looked horrified as he rushed over to the boy. He was lying on the bed, blood was smeared on his face and down his arms and he looked very ill. Snape, in a hurry picked up the boy and put his cloak over him, to hid all the blood and took off out of the room.

Snape carried Draco to the Hospital Wing and found Madam Pomfreywho looked rather afraid of the situation and set Malfoy in a bed and Snape ran into the dining hall, causing a ruckus but he raced to the table breathing hard he explained what he had found to Dumbledore. The man took it in calmly and stood up.

"May I have you attention please, all students are to return to their rooms immediately. The House leaders took off to lead their students back and to keep panic down while Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall fallowed Snape to the Hospital Wing. Dumbledore looked down at the boy, Madam Pomfrey had begun to clean the blood. Draco was clearly awake his eyes were open but all spirit had been sucked up. His breath was hot and he was in a horrible cold sweat.

"What does this mean, Albus?" asked Professor McGonagall.

Snape stared at Malfoy with cold charcoal eyes, feeling rather desperate to help his favorite student.

Malfoy stared at Snape, with broken, shattered grey eyes; his body pained and his heart at having Snape see him in such a condition.

-------------------------------------------------†-------------------------------------------------

And that's chapter two! Once again, make sure to R and R and these chapters will keep coming! The next chapter is called Without Hope. What will happen to Draco? Will Severus realize his feelings for the wounded Malfoy are not normal?

Draco: I DIE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Snape: why does it say i'm 'desperate to help' Malfoy? Why am I desperate?

Author: Cause you just are, it's part of my plot so zip it!

Snape: …

Draco: I DIE!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!

Author: sigh Tune in again for the next chapter!