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Dumbledore acts very Slytherin
Title: Path of the serpent
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/LM with a little SS/RL and SS/DM on the side (like good ice-cream, really)
Rating: slash and NC-17
Feedback: oh yes, highly appreciated!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling made them up and I play with them
Warnings: none here
Category: all over the place
Summary: even Dumbledore can act like a true Slytherin…
A/N: we are now slowly moving towards one of the darker sides of this story. Cuddly
stuff is nice and even essential every now and then, but it also tends to get me bored
easily. And my beta underlucius? Impeccable! All remaining mistakes are, as always, all my fault.
14/?
They took a long and refreshing shower, during which Severus couldn't help but secretly glance at Lucius from time to time, trying to find some sort of signal that indicated he indeed had heard his hazardous remark. But if his lover had, he never showed it in any way. Something that still did not make the potions master feel at ease. Not only because he knew his lover too well to be reassured but also because it made him wonder why on earth it had slipped from his mouth in the first place. That together with the fact that he recently had thought of Lupin as 'Remus' was enough to question himself. He had been disturbingly careless twice in an alarmingly short amount of time. That was so NOT him… maybe Lupin was right when he had mentioned that he had definitely too much on his plate?
After the shower and getting properly dressed again, he was just in time to see a house-elf serve their dinner on the table.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Snape saw the house-elf waiting nervously. Why didn't it just leave as it should do?
"Excuse me, sir… Penny has post for the professor's guest. An owl br…"
"Yes, yes, just lay the letter next to his plate and leave us," the potions master sighed. The elf did as ordered and disappeared with a muffled 'plop'.
"Ah, dinner. Good." Lucius walked out of the bathroom, closing the last buttons on his shirt.
"And post for you," Severus pointed at the envelope. They sat down and while serving himself to some potatoes, beans and roast beef, the potions master looked at how his lover took the envelope, tore it open and read the short letter stoically.
"Something of importance?"
Lucius sighed, putting let letter back in its envelope. "Important enough for me to have to leave you earlier then I had planned. We'll have to postpone the overnight stay, I'm afraid," he gave the potions master an apologetic look before he too ladled some food on his plate.
"So, what else is new?" Snape grunted, not even making an effort to hide his disappointment.
"I know lov love.." Looking rather sad himself, Lucius bent slightly forward and caressed his lover's cheeck with his fingers, only to straighten up immediately again and give his full attention to the food in front of him.
For a while they ate in silence.
"So… have you started on the potion for The Dark lord yet?" The casually asked question came like a bolt from the blue. It took Severus completely by surprise. He did, however, manage to not show it.
"Of course not," he answered, aggrieved.
"No?" Lucius raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat puzzled.
"Were you there?" the potions master sneered. "Haven't you been listening? He is going to kill me the moment I hand him the potion, so please forgive me when I don't feel the urge to hurry."
"He will not be patient for very long." Wrong answer, definitely the wrong answer. Lucius knew it the moment he saw those dark orbs in front of him catch fire.
"My my, your social calender has to be very empty nowadays when you are that anxious to be willing to attend a funeral so eagerly." Contrary to his eyes, Snape's voice sounded alarmingly calm and cold. On the inside however, he felt hurt. Deeply.
"Don't say that! Don't you dare say or even THINK that! That is not true and you bloody well know that, damnit!" It was now Lucius' turn to flare up. He knew it had been Sev's insecurity that had made him say what he did - even up to this day he knew Severus had great difficulty believing that someone could actually like him, let alone LOVE him. It frustrated him nevertheless. "You have to make sure that you can convince him otherwise. Dig for information, Merlin! Present the potion in a …use some kind of diversion…"
"Diversion? You want a diversion? You can bloody well GET a diversion! I will give you all a diversion no one can ever forget!" Severus roared. He was livid! Absolutely livid!
"Sev, I…" Lucius did not like the look in his lover's eyes. Not one bit.
"OUT! I have preparations to make for my 'diversion', so LEAVE!" the potions master screamed and before he knew what just had happened, Lucius found himself standing in the hallway with his cloak, cane and gloves. For a minute he stared completely dumbfounded at his gloves. And then it slowly sunk in. He had just been turned out. He! Lucius Malfoy! Turned out like some stupid servant or insignificant commoner! His mouth fell open and the rising anger turned his face a deep shade of red while he raised his hand to thump on the door with force. His fist was about to hit the wooden door when he managed to get a grip on himself. No, he was not going to make a big scene. He was not going to lose his dignity by drawing attention to himself this way.
He took a few deep breaths and managed to calm down enough and walk out of the school as if he had planned to leave anyway. That stupid git! That stupid, stupid git!
Some little voice in the back of his head warned him, made him worried, but at the moment he was just too angry to pay any attention to that. Or even wanting to. Instead, he made his way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, all the way cursing very creatively, and Apparated.
Severus meanwhile destroyed the dinner plates by throwing them at the wall, before sinking down into one of the chairs by the fire. Burying his head in his hands, he groaned loudly. All right. He was still alive. After throwing Lucius Malfoy out of his rooms, he was still alive. So there really HAD to be something like a guardian angel. Or Great Wizards of the Afterlife.
But that still left him with the inevitable. Oh gods… his life was a mess, such a mess… Lucius was right, though - The Dark Lord would not be patient for long. So he had to make the potion without any further delay. And then deliver it to him. The thought of that alone was eh toh to destroy his night's rest for a long, long time. And then he didn't even think about the diversion yet alr already had a diversion in mind. One that would certainly please The dark Lord without any doubt. It would make HIM extremely sick, though. Sick and probably insane. But hey, oingoing insane meant staying alive, it was a small prize to pay, right? His last resort. It was exactly that - his last resort. But would he be able to live with himself after that? Let alone forgive himself? Oh, wait, no - he would be insane by then. And one of the benefits of a lost mind was not being able to remember. Right? The few insane people he knew of were certainly not remembering anything… peace at last. He laughed bitterly and stood up again. There was work to be done, potions to brew. Three potions. He needed three potions for this. And after that - 'accessories' had to be gathered. Oh, and a quick visit to Snape Manor to instruct the house-elf for the necessary arrangements.
And while the potions master started to go through his private stock of ingredients, the DADA teacher knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.
"Ah, Remus, glad you could come. Please, sit down," Dumbledore invited his guest inside and they sat down by the fire. Remus watched the Headmaster pour the tea, not understanding why he was asked to come here at this time of the day. It was even more confusing when the Headmaster spent almost half an hour talking about how good a teacher Remus was and how happy the children were with finally having such a skilled teacher. He basically sucked up to him. Big time.
"Even Severus stopped complaining about you! Imagine that!" Dumbledore chuckled. "And you and he even socialise every now and then, is that correct?" The Headmaster leaned backwards and smiled warmly.
"I would not exactly call it 'socialising', Headmaster," Remus answered, a bit confused. How did this man know? Or didn't he know ALL the details of their 'socialisation'? Was he here to be questioned about it? And even so, why would he care? "He just... tolerates me a bit more."
"I am so pleased to hear that… it is good to know that you two have been able to overcome your um, differences." Dumbledore nodded and muttered something about wonders that will never cease. "You two are really becoming an outstanding example for good understandings between two of the most diametrically opposed Houses here at Hogwarts. But I do hope you are not the only one Severus sees in between his classes…ah, how could I forget - he still sees Lucius Malfoy. Did you already meet Lucius, since being back here, Remus?"
"No, and that would not be something to look forward to," the DADA teacher shook his head and looked at the flames. "In a weird way Severus is always somewhat predictable in his unpredictability. At least, I like to think so. Lucius on the other hand… I don't even trust the air he breaths out!"
"Mmm, yes, Lucius always has been more of a 'predator', I suppose…regretfully so." The Headmaster stared at his teacher in a worried fashion and sighed. "Could you do me and The Order a favour, Remus? Would you be willing to? There are things I, we, need to know, things of great significance, and my surmise is that you are the only one able to find them out for us."
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Rahela - fair enough! I read chapter 13 again and tend to think I used the phrase maybe not
too much but certainly too close together. Should have spread it throughout the
chapter more, maybe. Ah well.. I forgive myself.
Orphelia - thanks again and yes, Tarleton Alley (chapter 1)… just couldn't resist it.
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/LM with a little SS/RL and SS/DM on the side (like good ice-cream, really)
Rating: slash and NC-17
Feedback: oh yes, highly appreciated!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling made them up and I play with them
Warnings: none here
Category: all over the place
Summary: even Dumbledore can act like a true Slytherin…
A/N: we are now slowly moving towards one of the darker sides of this story. Cuddly
stuff is nice and even essential every now and then, but it also tends to get me bored
easily. And my beta underlucius? Impeccable! All remaining mistakes are, as always, all my fault.
14/?
They took a long and refreshing shower, during which Severus couldn't help but secretly glance at Lucius from time to time, trying to find some sort of signal that indicated he indeed had heard his hazardous remark. But if his lover had, he never showed it in any way. Something that still did not make the potions master feel at ease. Not only because he knew his lover too well to be reassured but also because it made him wonder why on earth it had slipped from his mouth in the first place. That together with the fact that he recently had thought of Lupin as 'Remus' was enough to question himself. He had been disturbingly careless twice in an alarmingly short amount of time. That was so NOT him… maybe Lupin was right when he had mentioned that he had definitely too much on his plate?
After the shower and getting properly dressed again, he was just in time to see a house-elf serve their dinner on the table.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Snape saw the house-elf waiting nervously. Why didn't it just leave as it should do?
"Excuse me, sir… Penny has post for the professor's guest. An owl br…"
"Yes, yes, just lay the letter next to his plate and leave us," the potions master sighed. The elf did as ordered and disappeared with a muffled 'plop'.
"Ah, dinner. Good." Lucius walked out of the bathroom, closing the last buttons on his shirt.
"And post for you," Severus pointed at the envelope. They sat down and while serving himself to some potatoes, beans and roast beef, the potions master looked at how his lover took the envelope, tore it open and read the short letter stoically.
"Something of importance?"
Lucius sighed, putting let letter back in its envelope. "Important enough for me to have to leave you earlier then I had planned. We'll have to postpone the overnight stay, I'm afraid," he gave the potions master an apologetic look before he too ladled some food on his plate.
"So, what else is new?" Snape grunted, not even making an effort to hide his disappointment.
"I know lov love.." Looking rather sad himself, Lucius bent slightly forward and caressed his lover's cheeck with his fingers, only to straighten up immediately again and give his full attention to the food in front of him.
For a while they ate in silence.
"So… have you started on the potion for The Dark lord yet?" The casually asked question came like a bolt from the blue. It took Severus completely by surprise. He did, however, manage to not show it.
"Of course not," he answered, aggrieved.
"No?" Lucius raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat puzzled.
"Were you there?" the potions master sneered. "Haven't you been listening? He is going to kill me the moment I hand him the potion, so please forgive me when I don't feel the urge to hurry."
"He will not be patient for very long." Wrong answer, definitely the wrong answer. Lucius knew it the moment he saw those dark orbs in front of him catch fire.
"My my, your social calender has to be very empty nowadays when you are that anxious to be willing to attend a funeral so eagerly." Contrary to his eyes, Snape's voice sounded alarmingly calm and cold. On the inside however, he felt hurt. Deeply.
"Don't say that! Don't you dare say or even THINK that! That is not true and you bloody well know that, damnit!" It was now Lucius' turn to flare up. He knew it had been Sev's insecurity that had made him say what he did - even up to this day he knew Severus had great difficulty believing that someone could actually like him, let alone LOVE him. It frustrated him nevertheless. "You have to make sure that you can convince him otherwise. Dig for information, Merlin! Present the potion in a …use some kind of diversion…"
"Diversion? You want a diversion? You can bloody well GET a diversion! I will give you all a diversion no one can ever forget!" Severus roared. He was livid! Absolutely livid!
"Sev, I…" Lucius did not like the look in his lover's eyes. Not one bit.
"OUT! I have preparations to make for my 'diversion', so LEAVE!" the potions master screamed and before he knew what just had happened, Lucius found himself standing in the hallway with his cloak, cane and gloves. For a minute he stared completely dumbfounded at his gloves. And then it slowly sunk in. He had just been turned out. He! Lucius Malfoy! Turned out like some stupid servant or insignificant commoner! His mouth fell open and the rising anger turned his face a deep shade of red while he raised his hand to thump on the door with force. His fist was about to hit the wooden door when he managed to get a grip on himself. No, he was not going to make a big scene. He was not going to lose his dignity by drawing attention to himself this way.
He took a few deep breaths and managed to calm down enough and walk out of the school as if he had planned to leave anyway. That stupid git! That stupid, stupid git!
Some little voice in the back of his head warned him, made him worried, but at the moment he was just too angry to pay any attention to that. Or even wanting to. Instead, he made his way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, all the way cursing very creatively, and Apparated.
Severus meanwhile destroyed the dinner plates by throwing them at the wall, before sinking down into one of the chairs by the fire. Burying his head in his hands, he groaned loudly. All right. He was still alive. After throwing Lucius Malfoy out of his rooms, he was still alive. So there really HAD to be something like a guardian angel. Or Great Wizards of the Afterlife.
But that still left him with the inevitable. Oh gods… his life was a mess, such a mess… Lucius was right, though - The Dark Lord would not be patient for long. So he had to make the potion without any further delay. And then deliver it to him. The thought of that alone was eh toh to destroy his night's rest for a long, long time. And then he didn't even think about the diversion yet alr already had a diversion in mind. One that would certainly please The dark Lord without any doubt. It would make HIM extremely sick, though. Sick and probably insane. But hey, oingoing insane meant staying alive, it was a small prize to pay, right? His last resort. It was exactly that - his last resort. But would he be able to live with himself after that? Let alone forgive himself? Oh, wait, no - he would be insane by then. And one of the benefits of a lost mind was not being able to remember. Right? The few insane people he knew of were certainly not remembering anything… peace at last. He laughed bitterly and stood up again. There was work to be done, potions to brew. Three potions. He needed three potions for this. And after that - 'accessories' had to be gathered. Oh, and a quick visit to Snape Manor to instruct the house-elf for the necessary arrangements.
And while the potions master started to go through his private stock of ingredients, the DADA teacher knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.
"Ah, Remus, glad you could come. Please, sit down," Dumbledore invited his guest inside and they sat down by the fire. Remus watched the Headmaster pour the tea, not understanding why he was asked to come here at this time of the day. It was even more confusing when the Headmaster spent almost half an hour talking about how good a teacher Remus was and how happy the children were with finally having such a skilled teacher. He basically sucked up to him. Big time.
"Even Severus stopped complaining about you! Imagine that!" Dumbledore chuckled. "And you and he even socialise every now and then, is that correct?" The Headmaster leaned backwards and smiled warmly.
"I would not exactly call it 'socialising', Headmaster," Remus answered, a bit confused. How did this man know? Or didn't he know ALL the details of their 'socialisation'? Was he here to be questioned about it? And even so, why would he care? "He just... tolerates me a bit more."
"I am so pleased to hear that… it is good to know that you two have been able to overcome your um, differences." Dumbledore nodded and muttered something about wonders that will never cease. "You two are really becoming an outstanding example for good understandings between two of the most diametrically opposed Houses here at Hogwarts. But I do hope you are not the only one Severus sees in between his classes…ah, how could I forget - he still sees Lucius Malfoy. Did you already meet Lucius, since being back here, Remus?"
"No, and that would not be something to look forward to," the DADA teacher shook his head and looked at the flames. "In a weird way Severus is always somewhat predictable in his unpredictability. At least, I like to think so. Lucius on the other hand… I don't even trust the air he breaths out!"
"Mmm, yes, Lucius always has been more of a 'predator', I suppose…regretfully so." The Headmaster stared at his teacher in a worried fashion and sighed. "Could you do me and The Order a favour, Remus? Would you be willing to? There are things I, we, need to know, things of great significance, and my surmise is that you are the only one able to find them out for us."
****************************************************************************
Rahela - fair enough! I read chapter 13 again and tend to think I used the phrase maybe not
too much but certainly too close together. Should have spread it throughout the
chapter more, maybe. Ah well.. I forgive myself.
Orphelia - thanks again and yes, Tarleton Alley (chapter 1)… just couldn't resist it.