/AN: Note that there is a sex scene in this chapter (YEAH!), and it will be denoted by ~~~ so if you do not wish to read about SSxLM then I have noted where you can skip. J I hope that you enjoy this chapter. I'm almost done with the Chamber of secrets, only 2 chapters left! Please enjoy!

Severus had found it easier to just avoid Gilderoy, rather then try and fend the man off. He was feeling guilty about allowing Gilderoy's advances, but it was getting harder and harder to stay on the opposite side of the school.

He missed Lucius, he was so much better at disposing of minions like Gilderoy. Thinking about some of the missions Lucius had been on, some of the wonderful stories he would bring back of how he'd totally left a man broken. Snape sighed, his heart beating faster, he'd know a way to handle Lockhart.

At that moment the flamboyant man bustled over to Snape, his arms open in greeting. "Well my Severus. It is good to see you. I think we had an appointment in my office. Come, Come."

This was it, he couldn't run away, he couldn't rely on Draco's good timing, and Lucius wasn't going to come to his rescue. This was reality. Gilderoy knew… he knew about his affair, he knew Snape's weaknesses, and most of all… he was going to know Severus's body once again.

He hung his head in defeat and followed the DADA professor up the stairs down the halls, into his large study. All the pictures of Lockhart seemed to watch, knowing what was about to happen. Gilderoy waved his wand, and offered Snape a goblet of firewhiskey. He swallowed it fast, hoping the haze would kick in and allow him some reprieve from this nightmare.

It wasn't long before the other man was on top of him, taking his robes off, running his fingers through Snape's hair. Severus laid dead as he could on the table, facing away from Lockhart. It didn't take long for Gilderoy to get upset, and as he did he tried everything he could to get a reaction out of Snape. Eventually Snape rolled over his eyes sullen, his face emotionless, "What do you want?"

Gilderoy looked astonished, it wasn't like the times before, the times at school. Gilderoy murmured a spell to loosen Severus up, which caused a good reaction on the potions master's face. Gilderoy smiled, "You just need to get into it…"

Severus turned away again, feeling the man closing the distance between them, knowing the pain he was about to feel. He saw his wand, laying right next to his head. It was mocking him, he knew it was just another joke to Gilderoy, a 'fuck you'. Severus wasn't going to let it happen this time… he was older, he didn't need Lucius to protect him. He snatched up the wand, turning he shouted, "Sectumsempra!"

Gilderoy yelled out as blood cascaded out of new wounds. It looked like someone had taken a razor blade and cut him all over his body. He stammered, falling back from Snape, who was smiling down at him. Severus levitated Gilderoy's body watching as the blood dripped to the floor. "Your going to stop doing this to me." Severus spoke, watching the blood drain from Gilderoy's face. Severus moved his sleeve revealing a kind of tattoo on his arm, "There are things I could do to you, things I've learned that would leave you powerless to ever attack anyone like this."

Gilderoy nodded, seemingly having trouble staying conscious. Snape muttered the counter curse, the blood that littered the ground coming back into the body of Lockhart. He smiled as the man struggled to breathe, coughing and having fits as the blood flooded his body.

With a loud 'thud' Gilderoy fell to the ground, groaning and sobbing. Severus straightened his clothes, put his wand in his pocket and strode out of the study, a large grin on his face.

Draco looked through the lists for the next years extracurricular studies, he really wanted to take classes that would involve Harry, but was unsure of what kind of subjects he would take. As he walked the corridors reading the list of classes he felt an arm on his, that pulled him into a classroom. "Malfoy."

Draco turned to see Harry, who had somehow taken the list out of his hands. Harry searched it, seeing the notes, pros and cons and even the highlighted parts Draco had written. "Having a hard time choosing?"

"Potter…" Draco looked around, wondering if they were truly alone. "How… How have you been?"

Harry looked up smiling at Draco, "I kinda missed your company. As weird as it is, I do like our time away from everyone else."

Draco cocked his eyebrow, "Really Mr. Potter, I never thought you cared."

"And that's about my fill." Harry turned on his heels, acting like he was going to leave.

Draco's hand darted out, pulling him back. "Alright, alright. I was wondering what classes you were taking next year."

Harry looked at the list once more, "I'm taking Care of Magical Creatures."

Draco's face lit up, "I was hoping to take that one."

Harry nodded, "Ron is taking it as well… so I doubt there will be any time for us to speak during class."

Draco's face fell again, and he sighed leaning against the wall. "Sodding Weasel."

Harry punched him in the arm, "Hey now! He is still my mate!" Harry shook his head, "I also wanted to ask you if anyone's talked about stealing from my room."

Draco tilted his head, "What? You had someone steal something from you?"

"Yeah, it's just that… no one is supposed to know the password. So only a Gryffindor could have done it." Harry clenched his fist, "But I have no idea why anyone from my house would want to steal my things."

Draco knitted his brow, "There is one person who comes to mind." Harry looked at him, "Ginny Weasley. She's been after you this year, always following you, wanting your attention, she's been fixated on you."

Harry chuckled, "Ron's sister? Nah, she's sweet. She hasn't been following me, she just wants her brother's attention, she must be a bit lonely. Why would she want anything of mine?"

Draco rolled his eyes, "You shouldn't trust her, she's been up to something. I've caught her in the halls-"

"Draco, enough." Harry sighed, "I know your jealous of Ron, but don't blame his sister!" Draco tried to say more, but Harry quickly shushed him. "Anyways, I'm having a match against Hufflepuff, tonight, are you going to be there?"

Draco looked away unsure, "I'd be the only Slytherin there… it would seem weird."

Harry looked a little hurt, so Draco couldn't help but add, "I'll make something up though! I really do want to see you fly…I can pay more attention then usual."

Harry and Draco laughed, it was true that when Slytherin and Gryffindor played against each other, the two had a hard time appreciating each other's skill.

Getting Crabbe and Goyle to join him to "see if Potter breaks his neck" was easy enough. He pushed his way through to some good seats, getting a good view of Harry who was resting on the ground waiting for the game to start.

Harry looked up to see Draco, the two goons making faces at him as he gave a short wave.

Harry was just mounting his broom when Professor McGonagall came half marching, half running across the pitch, carrying an enormous purple megaphone.

"This match has been cancelled," Professor McGonagall called through the megaphone, addressing the packed stadium. There were boos and shouts. Oliver Wood, looking devastated, landed and ran toward Professor McGonagall without getting off his broomstick.

Professor McGonagall ignored him and continued to shout through her megaphone:

"All students are to make their way back to the House common rooms, where their Heads of Houses will give them further information. As quickly as you can, please!"

Then she lowered the megaphone and beckoned Harry over to her.

Draco stayed as the crowd began to dissipate, wondering where the Professor was going to take Harry.

Draco noticed some of the students swarming around them were grumbling about the match being canceled; others looked worried. Harry and Ron followed Professor McGonagall back into the school and up the marble staircase. Draco followed them, trying to keep a good distance away from them as they ascended up the stairs. Crabbe and Goyle were probably already in the Slytherin Common room, but no matter, hopefully they would keep their big mouths shut about where Draco had headed.

"This will be a bit of a shock," said Professor McGonagall in a surprisingly gentle voice as they approached the infirmary. "There has been another attack… another double attack."

Draco listened carefully, wondering who else could have been paralyzed. From the room came a terrible shout from Ronald Weasley, "Hermione."

"They were found near the library," said Professor McGonagall. "I don't suppose either of you can explain this? It was on the floor next to them…"

Draco wanted to get closer, but the door was only open a crack, and if he was caught peering into the infirmary he knew he'd be in loads of trouble. "I will escort you back to Gryffindor Tower," said Professor McGonagall heavily. "I need to address the students in any case."

Draco rushed to his own Common room, knowing there was nothing more he could learn. Severus stood at the entrance, his brow furrowed at the sight of Draco coming into the portrait.

"As I was saying…All students will return to their House common rooms by six o'clock in the evening. No student is to leave the dormitories after that time. You will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No student is to use the bathroom unaccompanied by a teacher. All further Quidditch training and matches are to be postponed. There will be no more evening activities." He rolled his eyes as he said it, "If you really NEED to use the bathroom, I suggest you do your business in the common room lavatories. Otherwise… ask another teacher."

There was a commotion in the common room, some students relished in the fact that nothing had harmed the Slytherin house, others were afraid their luck would run out. Draco ignored them all and went to his bedroom, wondering what would come of the school.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Severus shouted. He didn't care if any of the students heard him at this point, which due to his deafening charms the could not. "YOU SUSPENDED DUMBLEDOR?"

Lucius put his finger in his ear, sure that there was permanent damage now. "Severus. It was the feelings of the Governors that-"

"Lucius MALFOY!" Severus growled, "This is not the time for your politics! The Chamber of Secrets has been opened again!"

"Isn't that a good thing? YOU of all people should be proud!" Lucius yelled back.

"ME! You think I'm HAPPY students are getting attacked, by some weapon of the DARK LORD?"

"Listen, everything is going to plan. I was told if there was even a whisper of His return, I should give the book to one close to the boy who destroyed everything." Lucius put a hand on Severus's cheek. "You'll see, we will be welcomed back with open arms."

Severus shut his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the hand. "Lucius… they're just children…" He smacked Lucius's hand away, "You put your OWN son in danger? OUR Draco?"

Lucius's eyes turned cold, "Do not speak to me like that! You know he is safe in Slytherin! As you are!"

Severus turned away from Lucius, closing his eyes. He couldn't talk to Malfoy, he wanted so much to tell him all the secrets he'd been hiding, to tell him why he felt the way he did. Even to tell Lucius about her, but if he did… it would surely end things.

"Sev…" Lucius wrapped his arms around Snape, holding him close to his body. "Don't be like that… I wanted to stay with you…"

Severus couldn't help feeling weak in his arms, he turned and kissed his blond lover. Lucius smiled, kissing Snape's lips, feeling the inside of his mouth. Lucius pushed Severus onto the bed, waving his wand over the man to completely disrobe him. He pushed his cane down on Severus's chest, enjoying the look that Snape gave him.

"I'm going to make you regret yelling and throwing a fit earlier." Lucius said, taking Snape's manhood in his mouth. With another wave Snape's arms were glued to the bed, unable to move, it was easy to make the hooked nose man cry out for mercy, to bend him to the Malfoy will.

Severus whimpered and pleaded to be released, begging to be allowed to enjoy the intimacy. Lucius finally gave in, entering the man, feeling his hands on the pale back. Severus called for Lucius all through the night, confessing all of his feeling to the blond man. With a grunt and whispered words of love, Lucius emptied himself yet again into the potion's professor.

They laid next to each other, panting, exhausted and laughing. Lucius barely laughed anymore, but Severus brought out the child in him, the young man that he used to be. Tonight they would only have each other, but tomorrow Lucius knew he would once again be a Malfoy.