A/N: Wow, I got a lot of praise and reviews last chapter, I read through them and started smiling… I do love it when people like my stories… :)
But, I've been late in updating, I apologise because I've been and still am ill for the past week… it's hard enough spitting out this chapter while nursing a splitting headache… but oh well, here ya go guys!
Also, I've added a little sex to this chapter to make up for my brief absence.
Warnings in General: Sexual scene, Homosexual relationships, multiple pairings (SSxJP, SSxSB & SSxLM), Crack moments, slight OOC? And MAYBE DESCRIPTIVE SEX LATER IN STORY, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. And maybe some Lucius Malfoy being himself, which is pretty bad by the way…
Warnings this Chapter: More funny moments, still T rated… and Severus swearing like the BAMF he is.
Chapter Three – Blame
The first thing I hear in the next morning is obscenely loud birds chirping and hooting, loud enough to wake me from my deep sleep. It takes only a moment before I remember everything from yesterday:
The incident in the Great Hall, Lily's apology and offer of friendship, Potter manic confession of love…
I feel tired just thinking about my previous day.
Grudgingly, I slip out of my bed and quickly dress, doing my best to avoid the body mirror in front of me. After carefully tying my green tie, I slip out of the Dormitory, doing my best to not wake the still sleeping students. I refrain from rushing to the Hall to see if Lily is even awake, I instead take a leisurely pace, trying my best to calm my nerves. Despite our brief separation, I still have feelings for her.
"Sev..!" Lily cheerfully greets me, rushing over to me as I enter the Great Hall. "Good morning, I hope you slept well?"
"I slept okay," I lie. In fact, my dreams were plagued with Potter for some strange reason. But I don't exactly want Lily to know of such things. "Are you okay?"
"I'm great," Lily smiles, making me blush slightly. "I have lessons soon, I'll meet up with you later…"
"I thought we have the same lessons?" I ask, realizing Lily's words.
"Dumbledore wants to speak to you, in his office, so you're excused for the morning lessons…" Lily admits, slightly bashful. "The passwords 'Gumdrop' by the way, I'm sure it's nothing though."
"Really..?" I slightly jolt at Lily's words, I haven't done anything? "I guess I'll see you later then…?"
"Bye Severus," Lily says as I turn around to walk to Dumbledore's office. I half-heartedly wave to her as I leave, feeling confused and a bit apprehensive of what the Headmaster would possibly want. Reaching the Gargoyle, the entrance to the office, I quickly say the password before heading up towards the Headmaster's room.
"Come in," I hear Dumbledore say as I knock lightly on the large wooden door. Walking in, I realize with hesitation that Professor McGonagall and even Slughorn are present.
"Please sit down, Severus," Dumbledore orders, his voice overly pleasant. "Would you care for a lemon drop?"
"No… sir," I stiffly shake my head. Looking between the serious looking Professors, I gulp. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, but we have a few questions to ask you," Dumbledore explains, folding his hands in a very 'serious Dumbledore' way. "It is about yesterday's terrible incident…"
I arch a brow, why would Dumbledore and the other Professors find it useful in asking me? I have no clue what went wrong yesterday, but a bubbling feeling in my gut tells me the adults in front of me think I have something to do with it.
"After careful examinations from Madam Pomfrey, the three boys who fainted had unknown chemicals in their blood… which of course meant their food or goblets were spiked with some sort of potion," Dumbledore carries on, as if I wasn't having an internal mental crisis. "The effects of the concoction weren't immediately life threatening."
"Why do I need to know this?" I point out; the glare McGonagall sends me shutting me up quickly.
"Because, Mr. Snape," McGonagall almost snaps. "The potion was extremely powerful and only the best student or most talented potion maker could create such a thing. I'm sorry to say, but we have reason to believe you may have done this."
"What…?" I gape. "But… I didn't!"
Dumbledore raises a hand to placate my rising anger, he even looks a little sorry.
"I apologize, Severus," Dumbledore says, ignoring McGonagall's pointed stare. "But we have to go with the evidence, you are a very talented boy at potions, and we are aware of the animosity between you, Mr. Potter and Mr. Black."
"Well, despite how much I loathe the two idiots," I almost hiss, blatantly ignoring McGonagall's glare. "I wouldn't even try that, I don't even know what the potion did to them."
The awkward silence that follows my sentence makes me quirk an eyebrow, the Professors' doing their best to look at anything but me. Dumbledore coughs before explaining, albeit very cautiously.
"Well, it seems as soon as the boys woke up, the potion affected their mind," Dumbledore coughs again, probably to stall time. "They began to speak nothing but of you, and signs of obsession are clear. I feel that the potion had similar properties to a love or lust potion."
I feel the blood rush from my face, my face turning a light shade of extremely pale. I almost blanch and collapse.
Is that why Potter was acting so weird?
"W-what…" I croak, covering my face with my hands to escape the stares from the three teachers. "You actually thought I'd do that to myself?"
"Well-"Dumbledore tries to explain, but anger seeps through and I find myself clenching my fists threateningly.
"How could you!" I yell, barely stopping myself from hitting the Headmasters desk… or face. "I would never dream, or such a disgusting or foul thing…!"
"Now now, Severus," Slughorn finally speaks up, albeit looking nervous. "This is not such a time to have hysterics-"
"Hysterics…!" I cut the oaf off, the pitch wavering as I nearly lose my mind. "The two people I absolutely hate now have potion induced feelings for me!? And also counting Lucius fucking Malfoy!?"
"Severus!" McGonagall snaps, looking aghast at my language. "Calm down, otherwise I will have to dock points for rudeness!"
"Who cares about points?" I quiet down, but I still sound hysterical. "When my worst nightmares I didn't even know I had are real…"
I quiet down, trying my best to breathe properly without panting heavily. The three adults wait until I've become calm before saying anything.
"Now, we will need to discuss what exactly to do with the three students," Dumbledore explains calming, lifting a hand to cut off my biting remark. "It is something that can be treated here, rather than St. Mungo's, but the potion is quite complicated that it may take some time for the antidote to be made…"
"So, what you're saying is…" I pause, to calm my now fast beating heart. "You're going to allow the three fools to stay here? Where I am?"
"Don't be so worried, Severus," Dumbledore sighs, seeming frustrated with me despite the fact the incident isn't even my fault. "But from what I can understand, the three boys shouldn't or won't harm you, maybe be a little too friendly or overbearing but nothing dangerous."
"Maybe more embarrassing then," I mutter, Dumbledore ignores my glowering.
"I think this is all, Severus," Dumbledore says, sounding more cheery than before. I grumpily stand up and leave the office quickly, ignoring the hushed conversation that starts as soon as I left the room. Rushing down the stone stairwell, I head towards the Slytherin Common Room, to either somehow relax or vent to myself.
Reaching the dark room, I quickly walk into my Dormitory to flop onto my bed, feeling completely drained despite it being only 9:24am. Without realizing, I drift off to an uneasy and restless sleep…
"Severus… there you are," A regal voice breaks through my sleep. Cracking open a tired eye, I notice Lucius Malfoy has decided to mount on top of me, looking at me with a worrying hungry look.
I try not to screech out loud, especially as Lucius suddenly rubs me roughly in the crotch.
"Get off!" I yelp, trying to throw the horny Slytherin off me, who continues his ministrations. I struggle against his strong grip, feeling a sinking feeling in my stomach as 'little Severus' stands to attention.
"Why should I stop?" Lucius smirks, his stormy glazed eyes taking in my body. "You certainly look like you're enjoying it…"
"N-no," I gasp; as Lucius's almost girlish hands creep into my underwear, his pale skin and my hardness making contact. "P-please stop!"
Lucius growls, rubbing me harder and faster; he leans in, taking my lips hungrily, his selfish tongue devouring and dominating my mouth. My eyes nearly roll to my brain as a pleasure I've never experienced before rushes through me, before I know it, I've come in Lucius Malfoy's hand.
"Hm, that was delightful," Lucius hums, tonguing my mouth before finally climbing off me. His hard cock clear against his tight slacks, I avert my eyes. "I told you that you would like it…"
"T-that was r-rape…" I gasp, frantically pulling my boxers and trousers up. "Why would you even do that?"
"Well," Lucius huskily growls, stepping closer to my shaking form. "You are quite endearing, enough so that you're all mine."
"I'm not!" I hiss, twisting away from the advancing Slytherin. "I'm not anyone's property!"
Lucius growls, a predatory look taking his normally stoic face. I try not to whimper as Lucius grasps my collar, nearly lifting me up with his surprising strenght.
"Malfoy's always get what they want," Lucius nearly spits at my face, fearing he was about to do something, I quickly head butt the blonde. Ignoring his yells of pain, I rush out of the Dormitory, pushing pass confused Slytherin's and out of the dungeons, I keep running until I can't anymore.
Panting with exhaustion, I wipe my teary eyes and find that I've run to the same spot me and Lily normally meet up. I lean against the big oak tree, letting the tears stream down my face and the sobs escape.
"Snape?" A timid voice says, fearing it was Potter… or even Black, I whip my wand out to only point it at Remus Lupin.
"What!" I snap, putting my wand away to look away from the brunette, who is wearing a pitying look.
"I-it's nothing," Remus stutters, looking lost at what to do. "Uhm… why are you crying?"
"What, can't a cold-hearted Slytherin be allowed to let off some steam!?" I find myself growling, despite not being angry at the werewolf. Remus sighs, sitting beside me without invitation.
"Sorry," Remus quietly apologizes, surprising me. "I didn't mean to be insensitive, it's just… something weird is going on and you're the only familiar face who hasn't gone loopy."
"You'd be surprised…" I mutter, but my interest is perked by the brunettes choice of words. "What do you mean… something weird is going on?"
"Well, you already know of the whole incident yesterday morning," Remus elaborates, sighing before continuing. "But since being released from the Infirmary, Sirius and James are acting weird… so is a lot of the girls in Gryffindor…"
"Oh," I mumble, feeling a blush reach my face at the mention of the two students who are apparently 'love-sick' for me. Remus and I no longer speak after that, just taking in the silence. I don't complain either when he gets up, leaving me to my own thoughts.
I will never admit enjoying the werewolf's company.
I sit at the lake for a while longer, realizing that I've skipped all my lessons for the day and not even caring. I knew all I needed, especially where Dark Arts are concerned…
"There you are!" I jump, Lily's shrill voice breaking through my thoughts. The redheaded beauty stomping towards me with a pout, hands on curvy hips. "Why weren't you in lessons like you promised?"
"Sorry," I sigh, looking down to my shoes, avoiding Lily's confronting gaze. As if sensing my mood, Lily sits beside me, hugging me tightly.
"Are you okay?" Lily worriedly asks. I try not to blush because of the fact Lily is barely inches away from my face. Shaking myself from my stupor, I try to answer without revealing too much.
"I've been much better," Is all I can come up with. "I-I just had some horrifying news from Dumbledore…"
"What news?" Lily asks, looking intrigued.
"It's nothing to be worried about," I quickly lie, pretending not to notice Lily's hurt expression, she knows me better than anyone, being able to tell when I lie.
"Alright, I'm going back up to the castle," Lily huffs, standing up and stepping away from me. "You can tell me when you're ready, but I won't always be here."
I gape, suddenly unable to speak out as Lily stomps away from me in a huff. I feel immensely bad and horrible for lying despite the fact Lily and I both know something is going on. I try my best to stop sobbing again, feeling abandoned by everyone and alone in this whole mess.
I couldn't find the bravery to go back to the Slytherin Dormitory, lest Lucius be waiting there.
A/N: Thankfully long (for me anyway,) I hope you enjoyed this and the sexual scene… if you're disgusted, just remember, the three boys have different ways to show love/lust and Lucius would most probably be kinda rapey when he has eyes on someone.
Sirius is up next, muhahaha!