On a roll… YAY! Things finally get going a bit in this chapter. O.O Enjoy! I'm loving those reviews btw!
--SakuraSex
--
"Ah! Nhh--ah…." Pleased with the sound, James thrust into the moaning boy. The quidditch player planted soft kisses along the slender white neck. Severus' hair spilled out on the bed like a fan, his pitch black eyes half-lidded and pleading. "James…ah more…" The slytherin moaned out between pants. The taller wizard, happy to oblige, thrust deeper. "J-James I'm--"
"Godric, Sev!"
--
"Hn!" James' eyes shot open. (Good Merlin! What a dream.) He didn't need to look down to know what happened. The seeker whipped off his shirt and cleaned up his 'mess'. If he used his wand to do it the others would notice and never let him live it down. (Ok this isn't just pity or guilt. This is want, desire-- Merlin…this is love isn't it.
I love Severus. It makes no sense but… I don't think it has to.) Now that James realized his 'feelings' had developed into love, a bigger problem arrived. How to go about getting Severus to like him back.
It was hopeless. He tortured the poor boy for six years. James couldn't expect him to drop it all and leap into his arms. But yesterday Snape had snuggled into James embrace without thinking. That had to mean somewhere inside him, Severus has feelings for him. If James nourished those feelings he could capture the boy's heart. Of course this could take from days to years depending on how strong or weak Severus' feelings are.
--
A sharp sting was felt on Severus' face. "Stop crying you worthless child. Suck it up this is all your good for." Tobias yelled. The boy shielded his face to protect him from another blow, but it never came. Instead arms wrapped around him and pulled him close. It was James. "Don't cry. I'll protect you." He said.
--
Snape woke up to his wand ringing, which he quickly silenced, and opened the curtains on his bed. This dream was proof. He could no longer repress his love for James now that he was treating him kindly. He could only fire when fired at and now he was being apologized to. There was just something about James that he loved. He longed for the kind smile and gentle gestures he was never on the receiving end of. Although, the thought of forgiving James Potter was unacceptable… except in exchange for love.
Aside from love there could be several reasons for his actions. He could likely be tricking Severus, Dumbledore could be forcing him, Remus could be threatening him, he might just feel guilty, or even be pitying him. But then again it may really be love.
The studious slytherin settled down in his favorite spot in the library and began reading. A familiar voice bellowed from behind him, interrupting his studying. "Hey Snivellus"He snarled.
"Black, what do you want?" Severus tried to sound confident, but the fact was Black was deadly, especially without Remus there. Sirius Smirked.
"What did you do to James, hmm?" Severus could feel the heat of the fire burning in his eyes.
"I haven't done a thing." He replied honestly. Sirius was pushing Severus up against the wall towering over him. Snape's father was also tall so he panicked when people towered over him.
"Right so he's just been walking around like a sad puppy, not up for the usual routine of pulling pranks and making fun of you, for no reason? Ha! Not a chance."
"… I didn't do anything." Waves of anxiety flooded the shorter wizard's body.
"So you ratted on him to Dumbledore then?" Black smirked.
"No!" Severus was breathing hard now.
"Fine don't talk, in fact, I'll make sure you don't. Langelock." With that he stormed off, in his usual proud swagger, leaving Severus to catch his breath. He tried to let out a sigh of relief and found his tongue stuck to his mouth. Great…just great.
When it came down to it there was only one way to relieve this spell: Lucius. A counter curse had to be said to cure it but he wouldn't dare tell a teacher or a random student. Of coarse Lucius would want something in return. He would have to wait until late at night seeing as Lucius was off doing some special task for his father.
Severus figured his time was best spent in the library. He continued reading, studying, and completing homework until the lights went out on him. The studious boy sighed. It was after hours now and luckily the door didn't lock from the inside. This happened all too often to Severus. He just seemed to blend in to the place too well to be noticed. The slytherin closed the library door and slinked off to the dungeons.
-Meanwhile-
James looked over at Sirius smiling smugly. "Alright Padfoot what did you do and to who?" James smirked knowingly and Sirius stretched his hands behind his head.
"I cursed and the slimy git." He answered. James expression fell.
"Severus you mean?" James face was a mixture of anger and worry.
"Severus since when the hell do you call him that?" Sirius asked angrily.
"What did you do?" He could see that this was no time to mess with James.
"Cursed him with Langelock nothing fatal so calm down." Sirius laughed. "Not that he talks much anyway." James had to help him. Only the Marauders and the creator of the curse, Severus himself, knew the counter curse.
"The map, give it here." James held out his hand in front of Sirius. He paused for a moment then pulled the parchment from his pocket but held on to it.
"What's gotten in to you?" Black inquired. Now he was the worried one. James just grabbed the parchment and his invisibility cloak and vanished from the room.
The invisible Gryffindor opened the map, His brown eyes franticly scanned the parchment for Severus. He found the boy in the dungeon near the hideaway entrance to the slytherin dorms. The seeker made a quick stop at the potions storeroom before going to Severus. The Gryffindor surveyed the scene about fifteen feet in front of him. Severus was slumped against the wall, knees pulled into his chest, seemingly crying and shivering. The raven haired boy didn't notice as the seeker approached him. James faced the tortured boy.
Deep, black eyes looked up at him in fear. He took Severus cheek in his hand and drew his wand. The cursed boy grimaced instantly. James heart broke. (He thinks I'm going to hurt him.) The scruffy haired Gryffindor whispered the counter curse and dropped to his knees. Strong arms closed in around Severus' thin shoulders, his tears stopped instantly. "I'm sorry." James whispered.
"Why? Why do you care? Why did you help me?" The black eyes boy asked. Severus tried to break form the warm embrace, but James held him in place. "Sorry, sorry, sorry that's all you've said to me. But how can I forgive you? After all you've done to me, how could I trust you?"
"Severus…" Snape broke form his grasp. His thin fingers gripped James shoulders, piercing black eyes met remorseful brown ones. Severus skepticism made him say what came next.
"This is it James you are messing with me so stop it." Severus started. James shook his head. "Bullshit. Turn back now and I wont tell Dumbledore. I don't know how you found out that I liked you but… just stop torturing me like this!" He was sobbing now. His hands holding a vice grip on James' shoulders were shaking."
James was ecstatic. This meant that Severus did love him, and enough to sob over it too. All he had to do was get him to believe his feelings were honest and not a cruel trick. Luckily the seeker had prepared for this. James pulled out a small vial from his pocket. "Severus look at this. Tell me what it is." He was confused, but too the vial and inspected it. Severus looked at James in disbelief. "Well?"
"Veritaserum." He answered. With that the Gryffindor chugged the vial letting it fall to the floor when empty. " You know you don't have to drink it all." Severus expressed. James smiled.
"I want you have no possible way to doubt this." James too a deep breath and began to speak. "I never gave you a chance. I never bothered to see you for who you really are. There were so many judgments I made about you with nothing to go on. I thought you were like the other slytherin: rich, stuck up pureblood activists. But your not. All this time I hated you for no reason at all." Severus interrupted James.
"How did you come to realize this. What happened to make you change?" (Shit…) James had to answer honestly, not like he had a choice.
"I followed you." Severus looked disgusted. James bit his lip and continued. "The day Dumbledore and Pomfery called you down. I didn't get there until you left. But they were still talking and I heard." Severus hid his face in his hands.
"So you know then? About my father? My mom? My scars?" He chocked out the words trying to hold back tears.
"Yes…" James answered solemnly.
"Then its pity not a joke. Its guilt you feel." James
"Your wrong. Its remorse and self disgust that made me change. Then I realized how inhuman I was to you. I see you for what you are now and that's why I like you. Not because I feel bad or pity you. My love for you developed through seeing you with new eyes. I love you Severus and there's no way you cant believe that." James had done the one thing which left Severus defenseless. James loved him it was true and there was no way around it.
"James--" Severus was cut off by James' hand over his mouth. A thin fabric covered them. Lucius rounded the corner and proceeded into the Slytherin dorms. The wall grinded shut and James removed the cloak from the two of them. In the panic of the moment the seeker had pulled Severus into his lap and was now less than two inches
from his face.
"I've turned over a new leaf with you," he whispered, "and its only going to get better from here on out."
James planted a soft kiss on his lips. The raven haired boy simply rested his head on his shoulder and sighed. He didn't know what to think. It seemed that the impossible had happened and things, for once, were too perfect. Severus figured that if this was his one chance at happiness he didn't want to miss it. "I forgive you and I'm going to trust you… and I'm also going to go along with this. But as for a… relationship… I need a little more time to think about that."
James got up and pulled Severus to his feet. "We should get to bed its nearly one in the morning." James kissed Severus cheek he could feel the heat of the slytherin's blush in the cold dungeon. "Goodnight Severus." James words had taken a sensual tone that caused his heart to flutter.
"Night…James."