Sing for Me, Cry for Me

22. Attacking Snape.

Seeing his best friend in bed with Lucius Malfoy was definitely not the way Ron Weasley wanted to start his day. This morning when Ron woke up he wondered why Harry wasn’t up yet. Harry was always the one to wake up earlier and always the one to wake up Ron. And after their yesterday’s spat Ron was afraid that if he wouldn’t wake Harry up and Harry would be late for Potions the matter of their friendship would be very much endangered. That’s why when all the other boys left the dorm he came up to Harry’s bed and opened the curtains.

“Oh, shit!” thought Ron his mouth hanging open. He immediately closed the curtains with a jerk, “I so didn’t need to see that!”

There on the bed lay half-dressed Harry Potter wrapped in the arms of half-dressed Lucius Malfoy. Ron slowly sat on his bed and shook his head. “How the hell Lucius Malfoy got into Harry’s bed? But damn they look good together. Oh, shit I so didn’t think that. I mean it’s Lucius Malfoy. Well, yes it’s Lucius Malfoy. It’s been Lucius Malfoy for a whole month now. And Harry he looks so happy and peaceful there with him. I probably shouldn’t wake him up. Maybe he wants to spend the day with him. No, no, no I don’t think about that. Not at all. Like what Harry can possibly be doing with Lucius Malfoy all through the day. I mean wasn’t night enough. Damn stop thinking about that! Thinking right now is not right at all!”

So Ron went to the Great Hall where the rest of the student’s body had already gathered and caught the eye of Draco Malfoy on the opposite side of the hall at the Slytherin table who was very curious as to where was Harry and if they eventually made up. But Ron mouthed later to Draco and started filling his plate with food not quite taking his mind of the picture of Harry and Lucius Malfoy in each other arms. “Well, why do they have to look so perfect? I hope he won’t hurt Harry again. I can’t watch him suffering because of Lucius. He looks so helpless and hopeless and absolutely lost. But Lucius always changes everything. Sometimes for better sometimes for worse. Though now it seems that he did everything right. I wonder though who are they to each other. They are sure damn soulmates. But Harry of all people has to be special along with Lucius Malfoy. Who knows what’s it all about between the two of them apart from that soulmate thing.”

And so Ron was spending his breakfast totally lost in his thoughts until he felt a painful jab to his ribs and looked startled at the person who brought him back to earth.

“Ouch, Malfoy that bloody hurts!”

“I’m glad. So what’s it all about?”

“What d’you mean?”

“Well you sitting all through the breakfast spaced out. And where’s Harry?”

“Blissfully lounging in bed with your father.”

“What?” asked Draco raising his eyebrows, “You’re pulling my leg, right?”

Ron shook his head. Draco grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the entrance.

“I need to see it. Father in Gryffindor Tower. Father in bed with Harry? How do they look? Are they naked?” he whispered into Ron’s ear so that no passers-by could overhear them.

“Draco, it’s sick it’s your father you’re talking about in bed with Harry. You shouldn’t be interested like that.”

“Whatever why not? They must make a perfect picture.”

“That they do.” mumbled Ron.

“What did you say?” asked overexcited Draco.

“I said that they do damn you! You should have seen them!”

“Whoa, Ron what’s your problem? Don’t you want Harry to be happy at last? Even if the person who is able to make him happy is my father?”

“I guess I do. I just… I never actually pictured them together… and every time Harry met your father he was so sad and unhappy after and now… now they are sharing the same bed…and they shouldn’t look so good together… they shouldn’t fit perfectly for each other…but somehow absolutely inexplicably they do.”

“And why shouldn’t they fit together perfectly?” inquired Draco.

“Well, you know you’re father is older, much older than Harry and he’s married and he’s once been a Death Eater and we all were enemies and suddenly they are all lovey-dovey. Don’t you think it’s odd?”

“But we have already decided that they are somehow connected and that probably they are soulmates and in that case no one pays attention to past relations and associations. Well, that is some ugly portrait you’ve got here.” muttered Draco in a disgusted voice when he and Ron stood in front of the Fat Lady.

“Wait here I’ll look if there are no Gryffindors. They might very well eat you alive.”

Ron whispered the password and peeked in. The Common Room was empty and he beckoned Draco to come in all the while shaking his head.

“I can’t believe it. Two Malfoys in the Gryffindor Tower at the same time. The world must be coming to an end.”

“Oh, don’t be such a drama queen, Ron. Well? Where are they?” asked Draco almost bouncing off his feet.

“I can’t believe you are so excited about seeing your father and Harry in the same bed.”

“Kidding? I’m just dying to see them together!”

“And why is that Draco?” asked an amused voice of his father coming from the stairs holding a grinning Harry tightly in his arms.


***

Lying in a warm embrace Harry was only too aware of the fact that night came to an end and that he had to face a new day letting Lucius go for who knows how long. That’s why instead of getting up Harry pressed himself still closer to Lucius feeling the responsive motion when Lucius’ arms wrapped still tightly around him. Harry grinned.

“I see no reason for grinning like that, kitten. We still have to get up sooner or later.”

“Oh shut up you! Lucius can’t we just stay like that?”

“As much as I wish to I don’t think it’s an option. You have to attend classes and I have my own business to attend.”

“I don’t want to. I like it here.”

“I bet you do.” said Lucius smirking.

“Maybe you can kidnap me, ha? That way I will stay with you forever and no one will know where to look for me eventually they will get tired and forget about me completely.”

“As much as I would like to have you all to myself for the rest of my life I don’t think that kidnapping you is an option either.”

“And why is that?” asked Harry propping himself up on his elbows and putting his head on Lucius’ shoulder kissing him.

“First of all we’ll be together quite soon. That is if you find out what is going on. And secondly I don’t think that you would fancy much living in the dark of my manor for the rest of your life albeit with me. I know you too well Harry and you will need your freedom sooner than you can imagine.”

“You’re right I guess.” said Harry reluctantly getting up off the bed.

“Of course I am right. I am always right.”

“Yeah, yeah I know. You are always right because you are a Malfoy.”

“Exactly. Like I said before you learn fast. But I didn’t say that you had to leave the bed quite yet.” said Lucius and with that he grabbed Harry by the waist and pulled him on the bed once again.

Harry was resting his head on Lucius chest looking at him with big puppy-dog eyes.

“What do you want love?”

“Tell me!” pleaded Harry.

“I don’t think so.”

“Please?”

“No way Harry.”

“Why are you being so cruel?” pouted Harry.

“That’s what I am.”

“You said you loved me.”

“I do.”

“Than why are you keeping me in the dark?”

“There are so many ways in which I love you and watching you like that is one of my favorites.”

“Sometimes I hate you.”

“I’m sure you do.” said Lucius gliding his hands all over Harry’s body and stopping at his ass.

Harry sighed.

“You’re not going to say. You’re such a bastard. And I will have to spend the rest of my life with you?”

“Indeed you will.” said Lucius with a satisfied expression on his face.

Harry started tracing Lucius’ chest with his finger saying:

“In this arrangement … are we equal?”

“Yes.”

“Than I have the right to know!” yelled Harry triumphantly.

Lucius laughed.

“Harry dear but I do absolutely nothing to hinder you in finding out what is this arrangement all about.”

Harry huffed.

Lucius laughed still harder.

“As much as you look absolutely adorable with this expression on your pretty face it won’t help you one bit. And now off you go to the bathroom. I think you’ll be late for classes.” said Lucius slapping Harry on the ass.

Harry groaned:

“Classes…”

“What’s your first class?”

More groaning:

“Potions and Snape is so gonna kill me. Damn I didn’t have a detention in a month. Though I am getting top marks in Potions now it doesn’t mean that he started liking me and I’m sure he will be only too glad to finally have an opportunity to give me another detention.”

With that Harry disappeared in the bathroom. When he reappeared Lucius was already dressed.

“You don’t need a bathroom?” queried Harry.

“I used a spell.” said Lucius simply.

“And couldn’t you tell me about the spell too?”

“Why would I? I quite like the way you look all angry like that with your eyes flashing and your mouth snarling. You know you’ve got absolutely fascinating canines”

“And do you like me like that?” asked Harry snarling just like Lucius said baring his canine teeth storming towards Lucius and hitting him with his fists on the chest.

Lucius took hold of Harry’s hands in his strong grip and lifted both hands up to his lips kissing them.

“Yes, love, I like you that way. Though like I already said I like you any way at all. You are just perfect for me.”

They stood in silence for sometime until:

“Do you hear something?” asked Harry, “Maybe someone forgot something and came back?”

“Check who’s there.” instructed Lucius.

Harry looked out of the door so that Ron and Draco didn’t notice him and returned to the room with a grin spreading all across his face.

“Can you imagine that? Your son desperately wants to see us together in bed.”

“Really?”

“Pity we are already up though.” said Harry laughing, “It seems so cruel to disappoint him.”

“Well, he’ll have to live with it. Our personal life doesn’t concern him. Especially our bedroom life.”

“Come on let’s disappoint him. I wanna see the look on his face.”

“My, my, I really have a bad influence on you.”

“But you love me any way at all so I don’t have to worry, right?”

“Yes, kitten that is right.”

“Good and now come on.” said Harry grabbing Lucius’ arm.

“Don’t even think about that love. I am the one to lead.” And with that Lucius snaked his arm around Harry’s waist and stirred him towards the door smirking as he heard Harry mumble:

“Malfoy and equality are two concepts that will never live together.”

***

“And why is that Draco?” asked an amused voice of his father coming from the stairs holding a grinning Harry tightly in his arms.

“Damn, you’re already awake!” swore Draco.

Lucius raised an eyebrow at his son.

“Draco if I am not mistaken I already told you to keep your nose out of my business. Especially if this business concerns Harry.”

“I’m sorry father but you see it’s not fair. Ron, here” he pointed at Ron who turned bright red and glared at Draco, “saw you together in bed this morning and I haven’t. I just wanted to settle a score with him.”

Harry looked at Ron’s face and laughed:

“You saw us together?”

Ron flared:

“Well, of course! I wondered why you were still asleep and decided to wake you up. How was I supposed to know that you and Mr. Malfoy were…”

“Sleeping, Ron. Just sleeping.”

“Whatever.” said quietly Ron bending down his head while Draco looked challengingly at Lucius.

“Don’t even think about it, Draco. There are certain rules that you will obey whether you like it or not. And our,” Lucius brought Harry still closer to his body, “personal life stay that our and you stay out of it. Is that clear?”

“Yes father.” nodded Draco reluctantly acknowledging his father’s authority and right for his and Harry’s personal life being private knowing only too well that it was quite pointless fighting his father.

“Good and now all of you off to your classes. I think you are late enough as it is.”

“Oh, don’t worry father, only fashionably late”

“Uh-ha,” grumbled Harry, “tell Snape about it.”

“Well? What are you waiting for?” barked Lucius, “The door is that way! Go!”

Ron and Draco snapped out and started walking towards the door followed by Harry who was stopped the next second by Lucius’ hand wrapping around him from behind.

“Not you kitten. I’m not done with you yet.” smirked Lucius as Harry turned around to face him and smirking in return kissed Lucius full on the lips.

***

“Mr. Potter, how gracious of you to attend my class at such an early hour.” said Snape walking towards Harry as Harry was closing the door behind him. His face was flushed for at least three reasons: from the kiss that Lucius so generously bestowed upon him not letting go of Harry’s mouth for fifteen minutes at the very least, from the running full speed to the dungeons as well as from the dread that was coursing through him now as he got a picture of Snape’s sneer directed right at him. Harry gulped as Snape drew closer and suddenly stopped narrowing his eyes.

When he stepped closer to Harry Snape felt a very familiar scent that belonged to none other than his old friend Lucius. Snape sniffed the air. It is his scent. Well, well, well, looks like Lucius has got a thing with Potter. It’s rather unexpected and strange I would never see that coming unless … unless Potter is Lucius’ mate. I wonder. It’s quite probable. With mates especially Veela’s mates you never know. As well as you never know with Potter himself. So Lucius didn’t come accidentally too early that day during my Potions class. To supervise Potter’s work indeed. Bet he was jealous of Granger being so close to Potter. Though when did it happen? I really need to communicate with my friends more but these brats just take all of my time.

Harry stood shocked as he felt and heard Snape sniffing the air around him. Is he mad or what? Give me detention, take away points and let me take my sit! Maybe he’s providing a new pattern for those being late. Or maybe … now wait just a second … he had just sniffed the air that means he smelled something … bastard he smelled the air around me … gee Lucius must be quite all over me for Snape to smell him but they are friends? I suppose so he must know things about Lucius … he must know things about Lucius … he might very well know that thing about Lucius and I. Can he?

“Mr. Potter you will stay after the class and now take your sit before I take off all your points and forget about the fact that your last test paper was the best!” snarled Snape.

“Yes sir.” said Harry and hurriedly marched to his seat, which he now occupied with Draco under the scrutinizing gaze of one Hermione Granger who still believed and now more than ever that there was a thing going on between Harry and Snape. Since when Snape praised a non-Slytherin student in front of the whole class and since when did he praise Harry Potter of all people. Since when Snape warned before taking points. And why the hell they stood so close to each other with Snape almost sniffing the air? Is it his method to check if Harry cheated on him or not? Interesting, very interesting. And does Harry have to stay after class for a snog session or what? I wonder if he gets extra points for extra curriculum work with Snape.

Hermione now watched Harry closely while he was taking out his things. Harry raised an eyebrow at her and mouthed: “What you’re staring at Granger? Go back to your work or your cauldron might very well explode.”

There appeared tears in Hermione’s eyes and she hastily turned away. Harry smirked and started working on his potion his thoughts drifting away to the way Snape behaved. He knows something. He definitely knows something. Git. How can he not? Will he tell me? As if. He’s as much a bastard as Lucius if not worse. Does he know what is going on between Lucius and me? Well I can ask him right? Can I? It’s Snape after all. Anyways. I am a Gryffindor. I am brave. I have been humiliated so many times by Snape that I can stand this once more. Right after class I will ask him whether he knows something or not.

Harry patiently waited for students to leave the classroom when the door finally closed after the last one who was a smirking Draco Harry started carefully approaching Snape as if he was in a cage with a dangerous animal. It’s stupid he’s just my professor. If he won’t tell me than he will just ask me to leave and nothing else. Why am I so damn nervous? It’s just Snape after all. Harry don’t be stupid. It’s not just Snape. It is Snape. And it is scary as it is. Snape. Snape. I can’t believe I’m afraid of Snape.

Snape meanwhile was shuffling through some papers wondering what on earth possessed Potter that he fidgeted on the spot and made one step an hour. Eventually Harry stood in front of his desk feeling as if he still was a first year though he cast a surreptitious glance at Snape’s desk to note which books he needed for his home work after which he started glancing uncertainly at Snape himself. After some more minutes passed in silence and seeing that Snape wasn’t going to talk Harry braced himself and started:

“Professor…”

But was abruptly cut off by Snape.

“Potter I don’t remember giving you permission to talk.”

Harry glared at him. Right professor as if I need your permission to talk. That seemed to spur Harry’s courage considerably.

“Sorry professor I didn’t know I needed your permission to talk.”

“That’s just too bad Potter that you lack in good manners and have not the slightest notions at all as to how you should behave appropriately in front of your professor.” said Snape not taking his eyes of the papers.

“I am so sorry professor for being such an underbred student and how I abysmally lack in all sorts of manners though I am sure as my professor you are going to tell me all about it.”

“Indeed I will Potter.” answered Snape facing Harry at last.

“It’s a pity though that I don’t want to hear anything about it.”

“It’s a pity Potter that you are not to decide what I should talk to you about.”

“Oh really professor?”

“Potter…” growled Snape.

“Don’t give me that shit professor. I don’t need your lectures anymore. All I need to know is what you know about Lucius and me?”

Snape smirked.

“And who gave you an idea that I know something about the both of you?”

“The look on your face gave me that idea. So if you don’t mind wasting my time…”

“But of course your precious time Mr. Potter…”

“Just tell me what it is all about.”

“Why should I do it Potter?” asked Snape leaning over the desk closer to Harry.

“Out of goodness of your heart?” suggested Harry.

“Hardly.” said Snape straightening up.

“I know you know everything about Lucius. Is it so hard to tell?”

“And why may I inquire don’t you ask Lucius himself. As far as I understand the two of you are more than just on speaking terms judging by the way you looked when you entered my classroom.”

“He won’t tell me.” said Harry resentfully. It was so damn hard admitting it to Snape of all people.

Snape looked at him questioningly.

“He says that I have to find the answers on my own.”

“So what’s the problem Potter?”

“Damn you professor I don’t know where to look for them!” yelled Harry.

“Language Potter. There’s no need to yell at me if your lover won’t share his secrets with you.”

Harry narrowed his eyes and walking over Snape’s desk was now standing right in front of him.

“You of all people owe me answers professor.” hissed Harry pointing his finger at Snape.

“And why is that Potter?”

“Because it was your fault that it happened in the first place. Because it was you who gave me a detention here. Here where there’s not a soul around. Here where you left me till midnight with no wand scrubbing dirty cauldrons. Here where Lucius found me and here where he raped me. But he wouldn’t tell me why he did it only that it had to be done. And now he won’t tell me why things turned the way they turned and why instead of hating him I love him. And he says that it’s forever but he doesn’t tell me what exactly. And I know that we are soulmates in a way but he’s such a bastard and doesn’t tell in what way exactly. And you I knew you wouldn’t be much better. But I thought it was worth a try. After all if I have to look for answers on my own why can’t I have my answers from you?”

Snape was a bit shocked by this discovery. So it all happened here during detention and than so many changes took place. Potter started studying, broke up with Granger and started hanging out with Draco. So that was what brought so many changes. Lucius actually raped him in school. Potter said that Lucius had told him that it had to be done which means that somehow Lucius discovered his mate in Potter. But how? As far as Snape knew veela found its mate by its voice. What could Potter be possibly doing to awake veela senses in Lucius? Snape would have been thinking for a long time if he wasn’t brought back from his thoughts by rather vicious kicks delivered to his chest. Snape was rather surprised to see absolutely furious Potter kicking him. When he was finally able to catch Harry’s hands he held Harry in a tight grip while Harry tried to kick him now with his legs.

“As much as I’m sure Lucius appreciates your temper I don’t advise you to attack me any further.” hissed Snape in Harry’s ear still holding him tight in his arms while Harry was gradually calming down.

It was at that moment that the door opened and Hermione came in.

“I’m sorry professor I think I forgot my…” she stopped abruptly and a sudden gleeful expression shone all over her face at seeing Harry and Snape in such a position.

“I knew it! I knew it!” she cried her eyes bright with triumph.

Snape let go of Harry, straightened his robes and as calmly as he could asked:

“Do you mind sharing your discovery with us Miss Granger?”

Harry was straightening his own robes not quite believing that he had just attacked Snape. He was all flushed for the second time that morning though this time it was from embarrassment that he lost control like that.

“I knew that you and Harry were lovers.” declared excited Hermione.

Harry looked at Snape and couldn’t help it. He burst into laughter. The expression on Snape’s face was too priceless lost somewhere between shock and absolute inability to believe his ears. At that moment Harry thought that Snape wouldn’t be able to talk ever again. But Harry had to do justice to Snape. He was the master of taking control over the situation even as absurd as this one though he briefly wondered how come Snape hadn’t Avada Kedavra Granger on the spot she made her declaration.

“Beg your pardon, Miss Granger?” asked Snape in a dangerously calm voice that should have warned Hermione to shut her mouth and run away as far as she could. Though Harry found out that she was acting more and more like a Gryffindor thoughtless and reckless and he though still laughing hysterically doubled over on the floor was waiting with great anticipation to what would happen next.

“I knew it!” she continued still wearing that gleeful expression on her face which Harry so wanted to wipe away with a well placed slap, “I knew it that day in Potions class when my cauldron exploded. You changed your attitude abruptly and even gave him top marks though you knew perfectly well that he couldn’t do the potion correctly and that it was Lucius Malfoy who did it instead of him. And you haven’t taken any points from him for a month now and you haven’t given him any more detentions. I mean why do you have to give him detentions if he undoubtedly spends all his nights with you.”

Snape looked at Harry who was slowly coming back to his senses and then leveled Hermione with his scariest glares but before he could get a chance to speak he heard Potter say:

“You know Granger if it was the way you would answer during your tests you would be the lowest in our year. So many answers and all wrong.”

Snape looked at Harry helped him to get up of the floor, which was quite shocking for Harry and saying:

“Hush Mr. Potter let me deal with it” sneered at Hermione and continued:

“I would advise you Miss Granger not to share your discovery with any one besides the two of us.”

Hermione snorted but Snape continued unwavering though Harry could swear that his gaze and sneer became still more intimidating:

“I would also advise you to remember that I am still your professor and as such you should respect me. And again as for your discovery I’m afraid if you are going to babble about it around Hogwarts people might think that it is your way of taking revenge on Mr. Potter here for becoming the top of class and on me for giving you a month worth of detentions with Mr. Filch. Oh and I think I forgot to mention that I am going to fail you in every test we are going to have so that by the time winter holidays arrive you will be the laughing stock of the whole school. Don’t forget that you are having my class with Slytherins and there are so many reasons for them to dislike you. That’s all I wanted to tell you Miss Granger and now I’d really appreciate it if you left my dungeons in peace.”

By the end of Snape’s speech Hermione was chalk-white trembling with unrestrained rage. She turned around and reached for the door but before leaving turned back and hissed at Harry:

“Whore.”

“Fuck off bitch!” snarled Harry back.

She left banging the door. Harry turned around smiling.

“That was cool professor. And I wanted to apologize for attacking you. I just lost control.”

“No need to explain Mr. Potter. Apology accepted.”

“Why didn’t you deny it?”

“Just for the fun of it.”

“I see. And I also want to apologize for her dragging you into all this.”

“I don’t see how it is your fault. Tell me Potter why didn’t you tell anyone about Lucius’ raping you?”

“I didn’t want anyone to know. I didn’t want to talk about it. I just wanted to forget.”

“Did you forget?”

“Can’t you see? Besides I started having all those confusing feelings about him…”

“I see. And as for Miss Granger I don’t think we need to worry.”

“That doesn’t matter. I would always find another rumor to beat her down. I’ve got used to her accusing me of sleeping with you and Lucius and even both of you.”

“I don’t think Lucius would like to hear that.”

“No shit. Anyway I am already used to her not believing me capable of being first in the class.”

“For someone being so smart for all these years Miss Granger turned out to be rather stupid.”

“Tell me about it. Oh, shit I’m late for Care of Magical Creatures!”

Harry was almost out of the door when he looked at Snape one more time asking:

“You haven’t changed your mind by any chance professor?”

“I don’t think so. It’s a pure pleasure watching you agonizing so much about something especially when I happen to know all the answers.”

“Damn you Slytherins I so hate all your games.”

“Language Mr. Potter.”

“Right, right. Say hello to Lucius I’m sure you are going to see him soon.”

“I will Potter. I will.”

***

It was when Harry was already walking towards Hagrid’s hut when it hit him:

“I just had a decent conversation with Snape. Well taking into account that I spent this night in the arms of Lucius Malfoy talking decently to Snape shouldn’t be such a great shock anymore.” reasoned Harry after awhile and grinning widely approached his class.