No Other Cure

by Silent Cure

A picture ruins Malfoy's life. But what happens when a certain raven begins to develop feelings for him? What if those feelings become action? And what happens when Malfoy becomes deathly ill and Snape finds himself facing charges? DMSS. NC17

6. Blond Little Vampire

† 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 VI Blond Little Vampire

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Draco's POV

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I had been ill for over a month, and it had only been a week since I had been staying in Snape's room, closely monitored by the man I fancied so much. It was wonderful, only days after I had slept in the man's room my voice had returned and I had caught Snape both kissing me and embracing me. I had to admit, my heart was full of butterflies and I felt like I was winning some war. Well, now Halloween was coming up and I was thinking of what to be, for I still liked to go trickier treating in Hogsmead. What was better than getting FREE candy? And if there was no candy, playing tricks. I dare say it was my most favorite holiday of all. This year it was on Friday, so we got a three-day holiday. On Halloween day the teachers would give out candy at the end of their classes and some even dressed up. For instance, McGonagall was known to stay in her cat form with her fur died black and wearing a witch's hat. Professor Lupin taught them about Vampire's, Ghost, and Halloween traditions and where they came from. It was a very fun time of the year, but I couldn't decide what to be this year. I had it, however, imbedded in my mind something good was going to happen between Snape and me.

Halloween day came very fast. We ate pumpkin juice and fruit with whipped cream, pancakes shaped like ghosts. There were enchanted Pumpkin candles floating around and every now and then you'd swear your food winked at you. I suppose I should tell you about our classes, cause I did enjoy them on this day. Our first class was Charm's. Professor Flitwick didn't dress up but he did decorate his classroom with a very large pumpkin and candle skulls. The next class was Transfiguration. Like I said, McGonagall was in her cat form, silky black fur and a big witch's hat on her head. She let us even take some candy from a bucket at the end of the session. Next was lunch. Same as before but this time with Pumpkin pies. After lunch was Potions. I enjoyed it, even though there was nothing in Snape's lesson that related to Halloween or even hinted he knew that later that night he'd have to listen to TRICK OR TREAT! Over and over till he got a headache, either from the voices or from drinking, trying not to act violently. A bit of me hoped he might get drunk but maybe I could have more fun if he was sober. I did my potion right and got one of those snake like smiles and we were dismissed. I lingered a little and walked up to the man, with a slight pout. "What? No candy?" I asked with a grunt. He looked up at me, black hair falling out of his face.

"I don't give out candy Malfoy." He replied coolly. I pouted again.

"It's Halloween you know. No candy and you get a trick." I smirked a little, I was having fun. He eyed me suspiciously as I absently planned out all sorts of tricks I could play on Snape with the password to his room. "You'll be late for class Mr. Malfoy." he muttered. I folded my arms and looked at him bitterer than before.

"It's Draco. Not Mr. Malfoy." I snapped. I watched curiously as he gave a final sigh, irritated with me and leaned down, opening a drawer to his desk. He sat back up and slipped a small cardboard container across the desk. I looked curiously at him.

"There, Mr. Malfoy. Now I suggest you get to class." Snape told me and went back to his studies. I took the box and smiled, letting it slid he had called me Mr. Malfoy again. I turned and left, I would thank him later. He was right; I was late for Green House. Only once I was outside did I read what the box said. It was a chocolate frog; I smiled and wondered if Snape had known that chocolate frogs were my favorite. I put it in my pocket and rushed off, up the stairs and out to the greenery, getting there just in time. We were learning about some fungus that festered in a dragon's stomach, but at the end of class when got three chocolate thorns. We smiled and walked to our final class, Dark arts. I was still bugged about what my costume could be but Lupin gave me an answer when he pulled up the vampire page.

"Vampires (or vampyres) are mythological beings that subsist on human and/or animal life-force. In most cases, they are reanimated corpses who feed by draining and consuming the blood of living beings. In folklore, the term usually refers to the blood-drinking humans of Eastern European legends, but the term is often applied to similar legendary creatures from other regions and cultures. The characteristics of vampires vary widel---" He kept talking but I knew, that was what I was gunna be tonight, and, maybe I could torment Snape later that night. I found my hand in my pocket, touching the Chocolate frog box before yawning and leaning back, watching the Professor talk about vampires, but I wasn't listening anymore.

Dark Art's ended, we got chocolate enchanted spiders, Ron was terrified, with was just great. Lupin was a good teacher, though he seemed to fool around a lot, but he did make Dark Art's fun, though I hate to admit it. I waved good-bye to Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle and told them I'd see them at 9 in the courtyard to head out to Hogsmead. I headed back to the dungeons, stopping in Snape's classroom, but didn't find him, so I went to the dragon and told the password, it opened up and I walked in, feeling relived, as if I had just walked home… no, this was better than home. I looked around and heard a shower running in the bathroom. I looked smug and walked over to the bathroom and turned the knob very quietly. Oh it was open. I smiled and gathered myself then threw open the door. "IM HOOOME!" I sang out. A very frightened Snape popped his head out from behind the curtain. "If you don't get out now, Mr. Malfoy, you'll find yourself out of my room and I guarantee you, you won't be coming back in." he growled in such a way I backed out immediately, fearful a little. I closed the door and took off my robe and my tie and lay down on the couch, reading through one of Snape's potion books. I yawned. At Halloween, at the candy shop in Hogsmead they sold candy that transformed you into the desired creature for the night and ended when you returned home. This was why Malfoy wasn't in a hurry to find a costume of anything. Costumes were for Muggles. I turned on the couch and looked at the door when Snape walked out, fully clothed, looking a tad ticked off that I had walked in on him. "I'm sorry." I said looking apologetic as I took out my chocolate spider and pulled off a leg, munching on it. He sighed and sat down in one of the chairs watching me closely.
"So, what are you planning tonight, Sevvey?" I asked, looking interested as I munched another leg. He looked offended.

"It's Snape to you and I plan to stay in here and tune you brats out." He snapped, taking a sip of some whiskey I hadn't noticed before. The glass chimed s it was set back down on the black coffee table. He than spoke again, this time with a little bit of amusement in his voice. "I take it you're going out to Hogsmead, your curfew is twelve. At twelve I will be locking the doors and I won't open up because you're late. Understood?" He looked at me, obviously expecting me to obey.

"Fine, fine… Oh and can't I call you Severus in here?" I asked, leaning back against the couch, the leather groaning against my back. "No." I growled and looked away. Oh well, I was still going to call him Severus. I than stood cheerfully.
"Wanta go to Hogsmead for a supper?" I asked smiling at him. He looked up at me, with those cold black eyes.

"I don't do dates Draco, especially not with my students." I smiled wide and he caught it. "What?" I looked peachy.

"You called me Draco, that's all. Alright, if you don't want to go to dinner with me than I'll have to make it up to you." I paused. "What's your favorite candy?" I asked curious. He looked taken aback again, not sure what to respond to first. "It was a slip of the tongue and no, I'm not telling you my favorite candy because I don't have one." He hissed at me. I walked over and stood in front of him, a hand on my hip. "LIAR." I said, making an L with my figures. "Everyone has a favorite candy. Even old men like you." He looked defensive for a moment but didn't respond. I snorted, I'd find out from someone else than.

After supper I hurried to the courtyard and we went to town, stopping in at Hogsmead to get our transforming candy, but I should tell you, I had run into Dumbledore after supper and had took advantaged of the situation.

"Dumbledore, might I have a word?"

"What is it my boy?" he asked with a tender look, wondering obviously if I was feeling ok.

"I was wondering, do you, know what Professor Snape's favorite candy is?" I asked, not wanting to make it sound suspicious. Dumbledore blinked at me for a moment than smiled.
"Ah, Of course I do, Gummy Slugs is all he'll eat of candy." Dumbledore didn't ask me why I had asked, I assumed he could read my mind and left happily to go to his room and eat lemon drops.

So I need not tell you that while we were at the candy shop I bought a small box of gummies and put them in my bottomless, enchanted, bag to give to Snape later. We had a good night and didn't play any jokes. My costume was wonderful. My canine teeth turned to fangs and I wore a black cape. I took a look at the clock tower. Was that correct? The clock read 11:40. I panicked. I had twenty minutes to get home.

"Sorry guys, I'm tired, going to head back now." I called and turned to run back.

"Night Malfoy." Called Crabbe and Goyle,

"Good-night Draco." Chimed in Pansy.

I rushed back as fast as I could to Hogwarts. Down the flights of stairs into the dungeon. The clock tower began to ring. I nearly ran into the Dragon painting. "Serpent's Eye." I said, waiting for it to open, but it didn't.

"Missster Sssnape has locked up." Hissed the Dragon.

"But the last bell hasn't rung!" I called, hoping for Severus to hear me outside.

"Ssseverouss iss tired, go away." Hissed the Dragon again. I panicked a little and looked at the painting sad.

"Please tell him I'm here and that I'm sorry! I came as fast as I could!" The painting seemed to take a moment harvesting it's thoughts. "He'ssss told me to let you in, consssider yourssself lucky." Hissed the painting and it opened with a creek. I rushed inside and it closed. Snape was standing on the other side and locked the door with three locks and cast as spell on it, like he did every night. I smiled but he looked unimpressed. "Your late."

"By one second…" I replied quietly, taking off my boots and the cape and sitting down on the couch, smelling whiskey thick in the air, but Sevvey didn't seem drunk, so I didn't worry. He sat down on one of the leather chairs.

"You were still late." He muttered, taking a sip of amber whiskey.

"I'm sorry, Professor." I said looking away, sad he was so upset with me. Then I remembered the gummies and dug in my bag and pulled the little box out and put it on the coffee table next to his drink. "That's for you…" I said quietly and got up, heading into the bathroom to get changed.

While I was in the bathroom I peeked out and saw him picking up the small box and unwrapping the orange and black ribbon. He smiled down into the box but looked a little surprised. I came out in my silver and green shorts and folded up my clothes, putting them on a chair against one wall and sat down across from Snape with a small smile. "Are they... alright?" I asked quietly, hoping I hadn't crossed a line. Snape looked up at me, still a little shocked. "Yes… but how did you-?" he began but didn't finish as he looked back into the box. I smiled proudly.

"Dumbledore might have slipped me a clue." I said happily. Then I got up and walked around behind the chair he was in, leaning close, bringing my lips to his ear. I was going to kiss him, and he knew it and went rigid. "Enjoy." I chuckled and kissed the end of his jawbone lightly and stood up, going to bed. I could literally hear Snape's thoughts, well it was one night...maybe… I smiled and snuggled into the black sheets like always. He finished the bottle of whiskey and flicked off the lights, all but a candle, the candle he always left on, for secretly, Snape was fearful of the dark. I felt him walk to the other side of the bed and there was a removing of his robes and shirt and I felt him hesitantly lift the blankets then slip into the bed, his warmth heating the sheets. I turned over and found myself pressed to his body. I smiled, it was only one night, and here was Snape, sharing the same bed as me. I brought my hands up from my side and pressed them to his chest, running my fingertips over the gentle dips of muscle and the outline of bone. His breath quickened, sand that made mine as well. I moved and kneed him accidentally in the groin. I felt the professor go rigid again and I didn't know he was biting his tongue, holding back a moan. "Malfoy…" he growled deeply and propped himself up on a arm, looking me in the eye. "I know you're awake… You, we, can't do this." He hissed and began to back out of the bed. My arms grabbed his waist and I fallowed him, shoving my groin against him, feeling a moment of pleasure go through my body and Snape felt it as well and froze. "Malfoy…" he growled again but I clamped my lips over his, no. I wasn't going to let him back away. "Just one time." I whispered in his ear. "At least once." I whispered again. "You've locked the doors, no one will come in… I'll be very quiet." I whispered, bent on getting what I wanted tonight.

My hands were still groping all along his chest, I pulled on his arm, trying to get him to move to the center of the bed, he fallowed hesitantly. I smiled and rolled him gently on his back and moved on top of him. I had gained back some of my original weight but still was only 93 pounds. I lay atop him, the blankets keeping the warmth about us. I kissed his cheek, my tongue traveling the sweet skin, he watched me closely, intrigued by my silver flicking appendage. I stole a kiss from him, it was quick though, and moved, burying my face in his hair, smelling the melon shampoo he used. Like I had thought. His hair was silky soft, not at all like its greasy look would suggest. It was actually shinny and soft. As I breathed it in I moved forwards and backwards a little, grinding my hips against him. He went rigid again and brought a hand up and hooked it under the waistline of my pants. I took this as a good sign and kept moving. Slowly I sucked lower down his chest and ran my tongue all over that sweet skin. I planted my hands on his hips, his groin to my stomach I could now feel clearly how much of a bulge had formed. I smiled up at him and he glared slightly back. "W-what do you look so smug about?" he hissed, laying his head back as I squeezed his hips. "Your hard Sevvey." I teased. He flushed and his face went paler than usual. He looked like he was gunna spit something back but couldn't find any words so I just smirked and pushed my stomach down on his groin. He obviously liked the pressure cause he laid back his head with a silent groan. I smiled again and nipped the alabaster skin slowly moving lower. He slowly slid up, so his back was against the headboard and looked at me, slightly wary.
"Don't worry, I won't bite." He smiled kissing along the skin just before Snape's pant's came into view. I smiled and slowly began to unzip them. "These really can't be all that comfortable." I smiled and pulled down on them, vanishing under the sheets and popping up again, chuckling his pants off the bed. Now I could feel Snape's large, well sized boner pressed against my thigh as I slid up to kiss him. He caught my lips this time and didn't let me leave. His lips slid open much to my prodding tongues liking and I slipped the silver inside the other's mouth, exploring the tastes, a little shocked when Severus' tongue rubbed again mine but soon the touch made me moan out happily and I broke the kiss, taking a deep breath. I realized Snape hadn't spoken all this time and nipped his neck. "Heya, lost your voice?" Snape snorted and pulled me up by a shoulder, his teeth clamping onto my neck, but not hard enough to break it, though I must admit it made me breath deep and become slightly more turned on.

"Please. You know were breaking about a million rules. Almost all of them leading to the consequence of Azkaban, right?" he asked with gleaming eyes. "That's fine, I'll make it worth your time." I smirked. "Ever been sucked by a student?" Snape glared slightly. "I can proudly say I haven't." he growled, going straight again but his boner didn't give way. I stuck my tongue out at him, which was probably the worst thing I could have done. He quickly slipped his lips over it and began to taste me. I moaned quietly as he sucked and then moved away, pulling the covers away as I moved downwards. He leaned back and took a deep breath as I moved slowly, licking my way down his front, stopping and flicking my tongue at his hip then down, moving around his, very large member to his thigh and down through the inside. I stopped.

"Am I making you horny Sevvey?" I asked in a teasing voice, exhaling a hot breath on his balls. He let off a silent moan.

"I am not a teenager, Mr. Malfoy, I don't get h-horny." He muttered, his hand twitching a little when I exhaled again. I smirked. "So what word would you use to explain your current situation?" Snape didn't reply. I passed some time, deciding to tease him. I admit, I am not a virgin, well not technically and I have sucked before. But I don't know if it counts. I mean I was only 11 and father was rather demanding.

I flicked my tongue out onto the tip of Severus' member and he couldn't help but moan a little. I smiled and licked his hip again then bit down on it and he squirmed, a hand going to my shoulder and tightening. "There's a old wound there... be gentle." He hissed to me. I released the skin immediately and looked at the alabaster flesh but there was no cut or scar. I was puzzled but licked the skin gently anyway, as if apologizing. I was beginning to go a little soft now so got back to the task at hand. I smirked up at Snape and then, put my lips over the head of his cock. He covered his mouth and bit the skin to hold back a moan. He knew he should cast a silencing charm on the room but didn't want to leave his current position to get his wand; he'd just have to stay quiet.

I worked well, running and flicking my tongue over the head that I held in my mouth, I let it out long enough to hiss a comment to Sevvey. "I want your jist in my mouth." I then chuckled. "Dad would be so mad it he saw us." And then slowly I began to swallow and lower my mouth. "Just hurry up." Snapped the man as he wriggled under my lips. Snape was big though and he stretched my throat wide. I gathered myself about half way down. He didn't rush me and kept his hand on my shoulder as I lowered some more and finally slipped the remainder of his member down my throat. I swallowed on it a few times and Snape had to keep back a moan again. Slowly I began to move my head up, all the way to the tip then back down the shaft to the base. Slowly I sped up as my throat adjusted to the size in my mouth. Soon I had him fighting back constant moans, his hand growing tight on my shoulder as I moved. I knew he was getting close. But I decided, I would allow him to get off. I had gotten to suck off my Professor, the one man I had pinned after for seven years. This was good. It was all I needed tonight. Getting screwed by the man could wait so I slowed way down and his hand tightened till it was painful and I felt him thrust into my mouth. Not ready for it I gagged and laid an arm down across his waist, trying to hold down his hips. "D-draco…" he whispered under his breath and laid his head back. I knew what to expect and sucked and swallowed hard on him, bringing my teacher right over the edge. A warm wet liquid spilling into the warm cavern of my mouth and down my throat as I pulled my head off the man's softening boner. I swallowed the rest and moved so he could slide down and lay comfortably, my body perched atop his. I Had to admit I was very hard at this point but I was savoring the sweet bitter taste in my mouth and I was sure Snape was tired so I stayed quiet about my own dilemma. I nuzzled his collarbone and licked it affectionately. Carefully I got off Snape and snuggled next to him. He wrapped his arms around me and breathed soft, warm breaths against my forehead. Snape paused. And spoke softly to me. "Not a word of this to anyone... and next time… we use a silencing spell." He smiled the last part and licked some blood off his hand as if confirming that he couldn't stay quiet. I smiled, did Snape just say, 'next time'? Oh, I couldn't wait for next time. I sighed in relief and nuzzled his ribs. "Ok…" I paused. "Hey Severus?" I asked. He didn't budge. "Mmm?" I kissed his side and sat up my head on an arm. "Why do you have so many scars?" I asked with a frown absentmindedly my hand laid on his stomach and stroked one of the defined marks on his skin. He put a hand on my head. "That's not your concern." He hissed with a kiss to my forehead. "Go to sleep." He turned onto his side and embraced me the way he had when he had been drunk. I smiled. "Ok… night." I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep.

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Tada! Chapter 6. Something actually happens and Snape returns his feelings for Malfoy. Lets hope they don't get caught! That would be bad for both of them. So, where did Snape's scars come from? What's this about Malfoy and his father? Join us next time and you might find an answer.

Snape: Huh…

Draco: what about me? Snape gets head and I'm left to deal with my boner?

Author: Yup.

Draco: grumbles

Author: since we didn't hear from anyone last time we will now hear from Professor Snape!

Draco: Yay clap

Snape: sigh I am Severus Snape. I was born January 9, 1958.I don't know how tall I am… 5.11 maybe? Somewhere around Peter's height. I Weigh 125pounds. I wear my black robes, black dress shirt and pant's. My favorite food is pasta's and my favorite treat is gummy slugs. I liked potions and dark arts and dislike Potters, Lupin, Sirius and being relied on. I am single.

Author: Ok it's 3 in the morning and our cast and director are tired so thank you and join us next time.