Being A Slytherin

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS WITHIN THE STORY, UNLESS YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF THEM, THEN I PROBABLY OWN THEM, LIKE SPIKE FOR INSTANCE..

DEDICATION: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE GAY PEOPLE OUT THERE, WHO HAVE ACCEPTED THEMSELVES FOR WHAT THEY ARE, YOU GUYS ROCK, I LOVE YOU :D

The next couple of classes were complete torture for Scorpius. The only thing he felt like doing was wrap his arms around Albus, and kiss him into oblivion, and then perhaps, continue obliviating him by fucking him long and hard.

The only thing he saw happening in the near future, however, was getting Spike hot and horny for him. He had his moves down, and he wasn't worried in the least bit. He would play his turn, to save Albus the humiliation; and no one need find out. Just him and Spike. He sighed, it sounded very wrong.

"What's up with you mate?" Albus asked him confusedly moving his hand away from the cauldron he was about to add something too. He shivered at the touch, but otherwise made no sign he had heard Albus talk to him.

Suddenly he felt a hand smack him across the face. Scorpius blinked and looked toward Albus, trying to keep his thoughts out of his eyes. Albus would not stop touching him dammit! He probably didn't even realize what he was doing to him.

Scorpius smiled placidly at Albus, and made his voice as strong as possible. "Ye, I'm alright mate, just have a lot on my mind."

"Ye I can see that, perhaps save the musings for your bedtime, so you don't burn down the school?"

Scorpius just nodded, and pulled his hand away from Albus' gentle one.

"Maybe you take care of the potions now, yeah?"

Albus gave Scorpius a pitying look before continuing with the potion.

"What's on your mind anyway?"

Scorpius paled and did not reply. Al raised his eyebrows but didn't probe.

"Ahh..nothing Albus, it's fine…really…" he smiled forcefully and glanced away from Al's concerned face.

Albus rolled his eyes; something was obviously up. Scorpius however seemed perfectly intent on keeping whatever was bothering him to himself.

The day dragged on at nearly a snail's pace. Each lesson Scorpius had to struggle to concentrate, images of what Spike would make him do, running through his head like a mindless runaway train. Thankfully, Albus had most of his classes and he insisted on sitting with him to watch over him. The last class before dinner was herbology.

They were dealing with some sort of plant that if touched wrong, would have severe consequences, such terrible ones that Professor Longbottom refused to tell anyone what it was, lest they be more careful.

Al kept jumping around on either side trying to protect Scorpius, they had gotten close somehow over the past couple of days, and Al didn't want anything to happen to him that he'd regret. Scorpius was fidgeting and his cheeks were flushed. A flash of rage went through Al, and he glared at Scorpius wanting answers.

Professor Longbottom looked away, and Al took it as an opportune moment to question Scorpius.

He gripped Scorpius' arm tightly and forced him to look up at him.

"What the hell is going on Scorpius?" Al asked, trying to keep his anger in check.

"Pardon?" Scorpius asked, surprise evident in his voice. Al didn't buy it, "You've been acting like a strange moron for the entire day, since you got that letter this morning."

At the mention of the letter, Scorpius stiffened. Obviously, Al was on the right track.

"So, err…the letter…" he pushed.

Al watched as Scorpius' face turned white, and his eyes hardened, the warm grey orbs turning into icy glaciers. Al shivered from the sight.

"Alright, sorry, I won't ask again…"

The two of them went to dinner after that, and Al watched as Scorpius pushed the food around his plate. He was definitely investigating that night.

Scorpius retreated to the dormitories with Albus following not far behind. Scorpius kept waiting for Albus to ask him again, whom he was meeting. But Albus never said a word. He merely smiled at Scorpius when they sat down in the dormitories, and opened a book, pretending to read. Really, he was looking at the Marauders map watching it.

Now, Scorpius was where he thought he was, right there, in the dormitory with him. He would make sure to watch it, and hope Scorpius wouldn't do anything stupid.

Suddenly, there was a loud tapping on the window. Albus jumped glancing at the sound. Before he could even move, however, Scorpius already lunged towards the window, opening it. He grabbed the envelope from the barn owl standing there, and threw him some treats from the nightstand. Albus watched as Scorpius paled, immediately burnt the letter with his wand, and ran to the bathroom.

He heard "Why, hello handsome!" and then quiet. Al sighed and turned onto his stomach, quietly mumbling, "Mischief managed," Scorpius would be out soon enough, he'd be able to check up on him then.

"Hey, Andromeda." Scorpius mumbled to the effervescent mirror. Andromeda not used to hearing the Slytherin sound so down, was about to say something else, but Scorpius said: "Wait!" Quickly he muttered silencing and locking charms on the door, and then turned back to the mirror, leaning forward on his hands, squinting his eyebrows together.

"I've gotten myself into a bit of a ….situation.." Scorpius uttered in somewhat of a monotone.

"A situation?"

"Yes, a situation…" Scorpius sighed, and rubbed at his eyes tiredly. "Someone found out I'm gay." He said as ways of explanation. If Scorpius thought Andromeda would be shocked he was very wrong.

"Well that's great!" She squealed happily; "was it your boy crush Albus?" she asked him wondrously, Scorpius had confided in her, and now every time Albus would enter the bathroom, she would comment at his looks nonstop causing the dark haired boy to blush quite prettily.

Scorpius scowled at her. "No, it was not Albus, and if he finds out I'll be fucking damned!" he replied angrily. "I don't want him knowing… I want to break it to him slowly, besides, I decided I don't care if people know I'm gay…well…I do care..but…MERLIN! You have no idea what I'm going through! I've been panicking the entire day!"

Andromeda inhaled, and said nothing, waiting for Scorpius to finish his rant.

Scorpius paused momentarily, gathering his thoughts, and then continued, and a deathly quiet voice, venom dripping from every syllable.

"There's this older year Slytherin called Spike. I have no idea what his last name is, but well….I figured writing in a diary, and spilling all my deep dark secrets would be a good idea. Turns out, it's only a good idea, if idiots like Spike don't read what you write over your shoulder and then blackmail you for it."

Scorpius had lost his malicious tone, and now just felt disheartened. "Spike threatened, that if I don't become his sex slave, he would tell the entire school I was gay. He would also tell Al I have a silly little crush on him, write to my parents that their son is gay…..and well, normally, I wouldn't care, but I don't want to get disowned, and I definitely don't want Al to know I have the hots for him."

"And is this Spike character…gay as well?" Andromeda asked him softly.

"No, he claims he's completely straight, and merely wants to experiment, and since I'm supposedly gorgeous, and very obviously gay, he wants to experiment on me. And because I have what to lose, I can't refuse him." Scorpius sighed again dramatically, and sat down on one of the green cushy armchairs that the bathroom offered.

"So, have you decided what you will do dear?"

Scorpius mulled this question over before nodding. "I'm going to be a Slytherin."

Al fidgeted in the dorm room in a very un-potterlike manner. His sheets were already messed up, and he scowled at it, confused at Scorpius manner. He had run into the dorm room grabbed some things from his trunk, and then ran right back into the bathroom again. He had yet to come out, and Al couldn't figure out why he felt left out. Something serious was going down that night, and he had no idea what it was. The decision to follow his fellow Slytherin on the Marauders Map had never felt better. He had hardly spent time with Lotus since he had become better friends with Scorpius, and he knew that after he knew what Scorpius was doing, he would make it up to her, maybe take a trip down to the lake, and have a romantic time or something. The idea cheered him up, and he stopped fidgeting.

After what seemed like an endless amount of time, the bathroom door opened, and Scorpius walked out. But this Scorpius was different. Al wondered why his heart was in his mouth, and why his dick twitched. However, Al only had eyes for Scorpius.

Scorpius was wearing fitted black jeans, a silver chain hanging from the belt strap, a silvery short sleeved polo shirt donned his chest and stomach, and the top three buttons were opened, revealing some kind of necklace.

Al hadn't realized he stood up, he didn't realize that he was close to Scorpius until he reached out and touched the necklace around Scorpius' neck. The charm was a scorpion. Scorpius was staring at him with a hollow look, no expression whatsoever. And that's when Al finally looked into his eyes.

He was wearing black eyeliner, and his grey eyes no longer looked grey, they looked like an endless ocean of silver orbs. Al opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

The two of them continued staring at each other, until finally Scorpius managed to croak out "I'm going out."

Al, finally finding his voice, nodded and said "I can see that," Scorpius shook his head towards Al and made to turn around, but not before, Al reached out and grabbed Scorpius' arm. Scorpius glanced at Al's flushed face, and obviously responding body, but said nothing.

"Yes?"

"Ahh…You, er…look incredible, Scorp…have fun tonight with whatever…"

Scorpius nodded, and gently retracted his arm from Al's clamp of a grip.

"Thank you. Have a good night."

Scorpius turned around once more, and this time Al didn't call him back. He watched Scorpius go with a feeling of loss within him.

The dormitory was quiet then, no one else was there, and Al took this opportunity to muse about what had just happened.

He knew that his heart had nearly stopped beating when he saw how….nice Scorpius looked..you mean fucking sexy his head interrupted him. He glared. Whatever.

An ache between his legs made him look down, where he saw his very obvious excitement.

Oh dear. He lied down in bed and put his hand between his pants palming at his erection. He tried forcing pictures of Lotus into his mind, but it kept replacing with Scorpius. He moaned. This was very very bad.

Not wanting to ruin his sheets any further, he ran to the bathroom, which looked immaculately clean after Scorpius had done whatever to make him look like some sort of sex god.

By now, his dick was pulsing and ready to explode. He couldn't understand why he felt that way. Scorpius, was after all a boy. He also, was probably not gay.

"Hello! I'm talking to you!" A very insulted voice finally drifted through his very panicked ears. The voice was womanly, and obviously was Andromeda.

"Yes, Andromeda," he said stiffly. "How may I be of assistance."

"No need to be rude!" Andromeda sniffed, "I was just asking what's wrong."

"Scorpius is what's wrong!" Al growled angrily. "He comes out looking like a fucking sex god, and I'm not supposed to react?" He asked nearly shouting his voice cracked at the end. He was past hysterics now.

"So the reason for your obvious bulge is because of Scorpius?" Andromeda asked, stating the obvious.

"Didn't we just finish discussing that?" Al asked becoming pissed. This was not how he imagined his day to go. "Yes, apparently, Scorpius gave me a fucking hard on! And I am very UNPLEASED with this turn of events. I have a bloody girlfriend, and when I tried to wank, whom do I think of? Bloody Scorpius! I am not gay!" he screamed at Andromeda. "And no one can tell me otherwise!" I am going to fuck my girlfriend tonight, just because I CAN!"

Andromeda sighed at the sixteen-year-old boy before her; who was in turmoil and to a tremendous extreme too.

"Calm down, dear." She told him, knowing it wouldn't help in the slightest.

Al slumped into the green comfortable seat much like Scorpius had done not moments before. Andromeda giggled at the déjà vu occurring in front of her.

Albus paused and looked into the mirror narrow eyed. "What's so funny?" he asked, not very remotely interested in the answer. His eyes were closed and his face pale.

Andromeda chuckled once more, and then said quietly, "Scorpius was freaking out not moments before in the same couch as you are currently sitting on."

"Where was he going?" Al asked, suspicion was clear in his voice.

"That," Andromeda began "I cannot tell you." Al scowled angrily, and stood up abruptly. "Going somewhere?" Andromeda asked, amused.

"I am." Al said brusquely. With that, he turned on his heel, and left the bathroom without another word.

Andromeda's words had a great affect on Albus, she obviously knew exactly what Scorpius was up to, and it was definitely something worth investigating. He sat down on the bed, and grabbed for his Marauders Map. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." Immediately the map of Hogwarts appeared before him and he quickly scanned it for Scorpius. It took him a minute, but he finally found Scorpius on the seventh floor walking, by himself towards an unknown destination.

Al quickly scanned the rest of the seventh floor, and saw an individual not moving, at the end of the hall. When he saw the name, his heart stopped. "Spike Shadow." His first thought was "What the hell kind of name is Spike Shadow?" and then "That's who Scorpius is meeting."

With his heart pounding, he jammed the map into the pocket of his robes and headed for the seventh floor corridor.

Scorpius neared Spike in the hallway and stopped in front of him inquiringly. "Well?" he said, but Spike said nothing, he was too busy staring at Scorpius' ensemble. The latter pretended not to notice. "Well?" he said again, raising his eyebrow and smirking the trademark Malfoy smirk. Spike reached out, and grasped Scorpius' crotch. He managed to hold in his gasp, but just barely. "Eager aren't we?" he asked amused, so far, his plan was working.

"Kiss me, now!" Spike growled, without a word, Scorpius complied, ignoring Spike's constant hand on his man bits. If Spike continued that for much longer, he would get hard, and he didn't want that to happen. He only wanted to get hard for Albus, but…Scorpius felt himself harden, and he sighed, maybe his plan wasn't working after all.

Suddenly, he felt himself being pushed to his knees. Oh, no! Scorpius refused to do this in the hallway. But Spike was stronger, and Scorpius felt his head being pushed into Spike's pulsing erection.

"Suck it Malfoy, now!" Scorpius felt like disapparating, and then remembered he only had one lesson, and that Hogwarts wasn't open for disapparation. Without anything better to do, he opened his mouth wide, and took in Spike's big length.

He heard the gasp, before he saw the intruder, and by the time Scorpius managed to turn around all he saw was the messy head of a certain jet black haired boy. Al.

Spike finally had it in him to move. Uncaringly, he lifted Scorpius by the hair, and dragged him back and forth in the hall as he asked the room of requirement for a private place to make out.

But Scorpius wasn't into it anymore, his mind was elsewhere, he couldn't stop thinking that Albus knew now that he was gay, that Al had seen him on his knees, providing services for another man. His face flamed and he didn't even realize they had entered into a cozy looking room full of couches and a bed.

Scorpius looked up into Spike's eyes, and saw no friendliness, no place in those eyes for a reprieve. He was lost. He was gone. He didn't stop Spike when he felt the clothes come off his body. Didn't make a sound, when Spike kissed his neck, and tweaked his nipples. He knew he arched, and got hard again, but the only thing that went through his mind was Albus. What would Albus think. How can I get out of this?

Then, Spike was slapping his face and when Scorpius focused his eyes onto Spike, Spike forcefully brought Scorpius' face to his own, and kissed him.

"You are my sex slave, Malfoy, don't forget that."

Scorpius groaned. He'd have to worry about Al later. Right now, he would continue his original plan.

Clearing Al from his brain proved too be difficult, but he did it. Now he would take over.

He stood up straight, and pushed Spike onto one of the many couches. Spike obliged with a moan. Scorpius straddled him and grinded against Spike's erection, growing his own even more in the process. He bent forward, kissing Spike all over the face and licking around his neck.

Al entered his mind again, and this time he didn't push it away, Spike seemed to be enjoying himself either way, what did it matter who he thought about.

It was very easy after that. Scorpius was rock hard, and making out with Spike was insanely easy, as long as it was Albus Potter he was thinking about.

As Scorpius was already completely naked, he figured it was Spike's turn.

He grabbed at Spikes clothes and ripped them from his body. Spike merely grunted, but didn't stop him. Now, that Scorpius was looking, he took in Spike in all of his naked glory. He was indeed very sexy. But in his mind, nobody beat Albus. Albus was beautiful.

Without waiting for an invitation, Scorpius grabbed onto Spike's length and harshly pumped up and down. Spike arched into his ministrations and continued moaning incoherent words that sounded something like ungh and urgh and gods.

Smirking in spite of himself, he delicately swirled his tongue out and around onto Spike's manhood. Another guttural moan came out of Spike and Scorpius felt like he was succeeding. Just a little more, and he'd make the other man come. He increased the licking and began sucking hard and fast moving his lips in sync with Spike's bucking hips. He bit roughly along the edge, and for some reason, that made Spike come undone. His scream pierced the room, and he lay splayed out on the bed exhausted.

Dusting himself off, Scorpius stood up, and summoned his clothes from across the room. He watched Spike with a smile as he got dressed. He had won this battle. He knew there was still a war especially with Albus.

Spike still had his eyes closed. As he reached the door, Scorpius decided to go for the guts. "I'll see you another time, yeah? That was…fun…" He chortled quietly to himself and opened the door to the Room of Requirement, making sure to slam it as he exited.

This wasn't the best of deals, but if he could gain experience, and perhaps some pleasure…what would matter. In the meantime, he would seduce Al, and get him into his clutches.

The trademark smirk was back, along with a jump in his step. Scorpius quickly found a shortcut to the dungeons, he was a little afraid, but he was ready to face Al; he knew how to be a Slytherin after all.

A/N

IT'S BEEN A MONTH AND FIVE DAYS SINCE I'VE UPDATED THIS STORY. AND I AM ASHAMED AT MYSELF; KNOW THAT IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE, AND THAT MANY THINGS CONSTANTLY HAPPEN EVERY DAY THAT PREVENT ME FROM UPDATING SOONER. I PUSHED MYSELF TO GET THS OUT FOR YOU GUYS AS SOON AS I COULD, AND I HOPE THAT IN THE FUTURE, MY UPDATES WILL BE ABOUT A WEEK LONG, NOT A MONTH.

AS YOU ALL KNOW, STORY ALERTS, FAVORITE ALERTS, AND REVIEWS, ARE WHAT MAKE WRITING POSSIBLE TO AN AUTHOR; ESPECIALLY ONE ON FANFICTION. THERE IS ONE THING I'D LOVE FOR YOU GUYS TO COMMENT ON, IF YOU LIKE HOW THE STORY IS GOING, AND A FAVORITE PART OF A CHAPTER (IT CAN BE MORE THAN ONE,) BUT I I KNEW WHAT YOU GUYS LIKED, I CAN MAKE MORE CHAPTERS LIKE IT…AND THEN I CAN KEEP ON UPDATING :D

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NEXT CHAPTER: ALBUS CONFRONTS SCORPIUS