"J-James, Prongs . . . er. . .Sir-Padfoot-Sirius. . . ah. . .hello Rem- I mean Moony. . . "Peter managed to squeak out, face burning so crimson that it could give the Gryffindor curtains a run for their money.

Malfoy however, wore an impassive expression, and didn't seem shocked at all at the sudden disturbance, he just casually sat up straighter in the conjured bed under the dim lighting in the room of requirement.

"Wormtail!" James bellowed, face flushed. "Oi! At least have the decency to cover yourself up!"

"Pete, um. . ." Remus started feebly.

"I knew you were desperate to get laid, but you were desperate enough to . . . with a Slytherin! A Malfoy! That's sick, are you dense." Sirius managed, a grimace spreading over his face.

Lucius, who had remained quiet through all of this, finally spoke, "Why don't you lot sod off!" He growled angrily then he spoke directly to Peter in a hushed tone, but loud enough for the other three marauders to clearly hear. "Pete, baby, if they can't accept you, can't accept us, than, well, you don't need them. They're not your friends, they're just using you. Think about it, they don't treat you like a true friend. . . But I do, and so much more. . . If they can accept Sirius and Remus together, but can't accept you and I, than well, you should leave . . . for me? Better yet, for you. Don't lose your dignity for them," Lucius murmured quietly into the younger teen's ear, teasingly running his hand along his side in way of distraction.

Peter was clearly flustered, attempting to think straight and ignore the blonde's administrations as he tried to focus on the other's words. Biting his lip he nodded in agreement, nervously glancing at the group before them.

"Pete," Remus began to try and hold back the oncoming tension.

"He's kind of right," Peter whispered shakily.

"Don't listen to his shit!" James shouted "He's the enemy! Wormtail, you're literally sleeping with the enemy!"

"You didn't act like this when Sirius and Remus came out!" Peter said, his face flushing again.

"Well they were bloody meant for each other. This . . . isn't natural."

"So I'm not natural?"

"Well trust me mate if you went around au natural all the time I don't think . . . not the point," James said shaking his head in disgust as if to clear an oncoming thought. "I meant, he's a Malfoy, the target of a few of our genius pranks. . . A Slytherin. . . He's dating Narcissa!"

"Don't listen to them baby, he's making you chose, me, or them . . .You know I would never make you do that, but they aren't real friends, aren't we so much more? Honestly, you don't need them," Lucius said.

"You guys really can't accept me . . . for who I am . . . for what we are?"

"I really think it's more of a matter of stomaching it," Sirius mumbled.

"Well fine! He's right, I don't need you! Why'd you even come down here?"

All three boys stared slightly dumbstruck at him before James flared up, "Fine, you're no marauder, choosing this filth, over us! Let's go." He said ushering the other two out." Oh, and by the way, we wouldn't have come here if you hadn't left us that perv note to come and watch this freak show!" James called over his shoulder before slamming the door shut.

The room was quiet for several seconds, as Peter heaved a sigh and rested his head on the blonde's bare chest.

Then, all of a sudden, Lucius threw the other boy off of him, abruptly standing as he began to dress.

"What are you doing?" Peter asked, blinking bewilderedly up at the blond.

Lucius merely smirked, tugging his shirt on over his head as he said. "Well, not that this hasn't been . . . fun, but I'd say my work here is done. What, did you really think we were in a relationship or something? I have a girlfriend. . ."

"But, I thought-"

"I helped you get laid, and it was even somewhat good, but it was only meant to be a onetime thing, don't look so surprised."

"Lucius-"

The Slytherin sighed, done with his dressing as he looked at the younger teen impatiently. "It's Malfoy, and stop acting like some clingy, love sick school girl. It's not that big a deal."

"You used me!"

Silver eyes rolled as Lucius scoffed. "You hardly seemed to be complaining earlier."

Peter's chest was constricting painfully as the weight of all that was happening finally began sinking in. "It was my first." He said quietly, seeing a mixture of pain and guilt flash briefly in the Slytherin's eyes before being quickly blinked away.

"Look, whatever you assumed you were wrong. . . Try and get yourself together before you leave, I've got to go." He murmured as he exited the room hastily, the door shutting behind him with a sense of finality.

one hour later. . .

"Didn't need to see that!" Lucius shouted, covering his eyes upon entering his dorm and seeing his two best friends feverishly snogging. "When did this happen?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow as the two brunettes pulled away blushing.

"Earlier today," Snape dismissed. "Anyway, what happened, did it work?"

"Exceptionally, one down, three to go. They never even suspected that I wrote the note! I'm a pretty damn good actor if I do say so myself!"

"Perfect, what'd his face look like?" Severus asked, almost bouncing with joy.

"Shocked, hurt I suppose."

"Nice!" Regulus offered, "I bet you broke his heart."

"Yeah, his little fragile Gryffindor heart." Lucius laughed, the sound strained as he unconsciously brought a hand up to gently touch his lips, thinking of how soft yet slightly rough pink ones were pressed up against his only hours ago.

"Well, at least you still have Narcissa." Snape said, breaking the blonde's thoughts, "I think I'm going to turn in, good night mates."

"Yeah, Narcissa," Lucius muttered bitterly.

AN: Okay, well, I'm back. And I hope you liked it, terribly tired but at least it's up. Sorry if it's not my best but I like it. Please review!

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