Oh Merlin

"So, Severus, are you going to grace us with your permanent presence"?

Narcissa asked the dark haired man with slight humour dancing in her eyes.

The potions master let a smirk like smile tug at his lips, at seeing the look of pure delight on Draco's face made that smirk spread into an amused, most un- Snape like, grin.

The blonde teen did a little dash and put his hands to his mouth, "W-would you stay Professor?!"

Snape couldn't help it; he had to let out a laugh, a deep silky laugh. "If you want me to Draco"

Narcissa looked with slight surprise; she'd never heard Snape laugh before. Miriam also looked at the potions master with hidden bemusement. Narcissa spoke her thoughts to the man who was currently locked in a hug by a certain blonde teenager.

"Why Severus, what a delightful smile. You should laugh more often"

The dark Professor's head snapped up and his pale complexion flushed a slight pink tinge, his smile disappeared instantly to an uncomfortable grimace. He wasn't quite used to being complimented like that.

He coughed a bit and couldn't quite seem to meet the blonde woman's laughing eyes, "When the mood takes me" was all he said.

Draco felt something he hadn't before, he felt a little bit of… spark in the air. And it wasn't the spark of a wand. Could it be…?

He chose not to say a word.

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Lucius felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, everything he had been moments ago coughing blood over, was solved. The mark was a spell to prevent him from punishing his insolent heir, cast by none other then Severus Snape. He scoffed, so the man thought he was being important, being a threat. He barked with malice. No, an impermanent spell wasn't going to affect him in his ways of moulding his son. Lucius was setting Draco up for something bigger, something beyond father and son discipline, Draco was born to become a deatheater, and Lucius wasn't going to deny the Dark Lord of young blood. Draco was going to take that mark, whether Lucius had to drag him by his blood stained skin to receive it.

Lucius was many things, but two things he was certain on being was organized and never liking things to be too simple.

He had to get rid of Severus, and he would get rid of his anger at the same time. Sort of like brutally killing two birds with one Avada Kedavra spell. And he would reveal his knowledge of the spell and its impermanence to his son in a way that would break him for good. Fill him with enough terror to put him firmly in line. Oh he liked that, he liked that a lot.

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Draco was showing Snape to the room he would be staying in. Miriam, with a large smile and a warm goodbye had made her way to her sleeping quarters. Narcissa spoke the worries that had been praying at her mind. "Severus, are you sure you have the time to stay with us? What I'm trying to say is, don't you have work or any appointments you have to meet?"

Draco stopped and stared at the man in question with large eyes. Why had his mother said that? With Snape around he would be safe from his father, for sure, then maybe he could stop being the scared weak boy he had become, and the cruel brat who feared rejection at school, he could start being who he knew he was; confident, self assertive, maybe a little arrogant, he thought with a smirk, yet someone who could have friends, real friends. But he couldn't do it alone.

Snape looked at the woman with a raised ebony brow. "Don't you want me around?"

Narcissa looked slightly horrified, "No, no, no! What I mean is that we seem to be dragging you from your life and putting it into the mess of ours, I don't want you to feel pressured"

The man thought for a second, "Oh Narcissa, my life is a small run down house and a potions phial, nothing I can't leave for a while"

She still spoke on, "But what about your spy work?"

"He will call me when he wants me, that's when I work, its nothing of importance for the moment, the Dark Lord seems to be biding his time, for what, I'm not sure, but I can't find out now"

She smiled, "You're more important then you think"

He didn't show on his face, but his heart swelled.

Draco released a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. Good.

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The potions master felt quite at home in his vast room, with his few possessions 'flooed' over. But he found himself conveniently forgetting; this wasn't his house, this wasn't his family, and Lucius was in fact somewhere, and that thought continually made his blood run cold, he's in here, surely he's found out I'm here by now? Why isn't he making himself known?

He heard a knock at the door. Must be Draco, he said he'd give him a few moments privacy in his room, but Severus had an inkling he would hurry back.

He walked a touch cautiously to the door, would his concerns be revealed? Would Lu-

Yes, oh Merlin.

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Hiding in a hole so sharp pointy things won't hit her as their thrown

It's been a long wait, but the next chapter is finally here!

I still don't know about this story, it doesn't seem to be going anywhere and it doesn't make sense, and, I don't know! I can't write it, what do you think?

And do you think Severus and Narcissa should get together?

Thanks to my reviewers! You know who you are! 