Blight

Chapter Four


We can often endure an extra pound of pain far more easily than we can suffer the withdrawal of an ounce of accustomed pleasure. ~Sydney J. Harris


Sirius just stood there for a moment, completely frozen in shock. It just wasn\'t possible that he was seeing this. His eyes went to Harry\'s discarded robs lying on the floor, to his half unbuttoned shirt, and then landed firmly on Snape, who at least wasn\'t undressed yet. The look in his eyes must have been fierce because Snape flinched slightly. Unfortunately he was in no mood to appreciate the victory over the usually imperturbable Snape.

He slammed the door, and practically ran over to the desk. He came around the side that Harry wasn\'t standing on, and as Snape turned to face him, he punched him in his jaw. Snape had no time to react to this, because as soon as he hit the floor, Sirius was on top of him his fist flying at Snape\'s face yet again. Before this punch could land however, Sirius was thrown off him by Harry, who looked livid.

\"What the hell are you doing, Harry?\" Sirius asked, shock and anger in his voice.

\"I think that\'s my line. What the hell did you hit him for?\"

\"What? Look at your shirt it\'s pretty obvious what he was going to do to you. You\'re his student! And I told him to stay away from you,\" He said turning to glare at Snape who was slowly standing, rubbing his jaw.

\"He unfortunately wasn\'t going to do anything to me, I was going to do something to him.\"

Before Sirius could get over the shock of this statement, Harry continued.

\"And it\'s none of your business what we do, I\'m an adult and I can sleep with who I want.\"

\"YOU SLEPT WITH HIM!”

Realizing that Sirius had completely misconstrued what he had said, Harry tried to tell him that\'s not what he\'d meant, but Sirius wasn\'t listening.

He had Snape slammed against the wall and he couldn\'t hear Harry over his own yelling. \"HOW DARE YOU! WHAT HAPPENED TO LEAVING HARRY ALONE?

This would have been the point where Snape would inform Sirius in a biting tone, that nothing had happened and he\'d gotten everything wrong as usual, taking at least some of the anger out of him, but unfortunately Sirius was choking him and he was more focused on trying to breath.

\"I can\'t believe I slept with you, you lecherous old pervert. You just couldn\'t resist the urge to do the one thing that would get me back for every prank I ever played on you, could you? What could be better than sleeping with my own son?\"


\"You slept with...,\" Harry started angrily, but stopped as that last sentence sunk in.

Sirius had forgotten that Harry was in the room, his anger overwhelming him. He removed his hands from Snape\'s neck, ignoring his coughing and gasping and turned toward Harry who staring at him blankly.

\"Your..your son? You meant godson right?\"

Sirius was tempted to lie, but he was sick of lying. He wanted Harry to know he was his father. \"No, I meant son. You\'re my son Harry. I\'m sorry I didn\'t tell you before but..\"

\"But my parents were married. They loved each other. She would never..\" He trailed off, his eyes darting around the room, and it was suddenly hard to breath.

\"Harry your mother did love James, it\'s just complicated. I..\"

\"No. I don\'t want to hear anymore. You\'re lying. I.. it\'s a lie! James Potter is my father and he and my mother loved me!\" Harry turned to leave, he had to get out of there. He couldn\'t handle it. The one thing that had kept him sane at the Dursley\'s was knowing that they weren\'t his parents. His parents had loved him, and when he\'d seen the pictures of them all together when he\'d come to Hogwarts, he knew he\'d been right. It couldn\'t all be a lie, it was the one good thing he\'d had to cling to.

Sirius put a hand on his arm. \"Harry wait, I..\"

\"DON\'T TOUCH ME! I HATE YOU. YOU\'RE A LIAR! AND YOU\'RE NOT MY FATHER,\" he yelled as he pushed Sirius off of him, causing him to crash into the desk. Harry rushed out of the room, missing the hurt and utter devastation on Sirius face, but Snape didn\'t miss it.


Sirius slid down to the ground his eyes filling with tears, Harry had never so much as raised his voice to him in the years since he\'d been out of Azkhaban. And he\'d said he hated him. He\'d missed twelve years of his life, and now he might never talk to him again. He laid his head on his knees, his body shaking as he wept.

Snape walked over to stand in front of him. He wanted to make some overture, after all Sirius had admitted last night that he wished they could have gotten to know each other when they were younger. It was his turn to take a risk, maybe they could both forget their bitter past and move on.

Sirius heard Snape\'s steps and his head snapped up. \"I bet you\'re enjoying this aren\'t you Snape? He hates me, just like you do. Maybe everybody else will finally realize you were right, and I am worthless bastard you\'ve always said I was.\" He stood quickly. \"I\'ll leave so you can celebrate properly.\"

Snape grabbed his arm. \"Listen Black, I didn\'t sleep with him. He thought that what happened the other night when I was drunk meant I wanted to pursue some kind of relationship. I had just informed him that was in no way possible for many reasons, mainly my lack of interest in him, when you walked in.\"

Although this revelation made his anger at Snape fade, it did nothing to ease his anger at his self. \"It doesn\'t matter now. He hates me.\"

\"He doesn\'t hate you. He\'s just had a major shock, and he\'s lashing out. Just wait until he\'s cooled off and talk to him.\"

\"Why are you trying to help me?\"

\"Contrary to what you believe, I do not think you are a worthless bastard. I undoubtably and quite rightly thought you were a bastard when we were young,\" he paused smiling slightly. \" But we\'ve both changed and we are different people. The reason I can\'t hate you like I did when we were young is because you don\'t give me excuses to. Not like you used to. I\'d like to get to know you as you are now, and form an opinion of you based on that, and nothing else.\"

\"Are you saying you want to be friends with me, Snape?\" He asked quietly, without a hint of mockery.

\"Not entirely. There is the other.. to consider,\" he said moving closer.

\"Oh right.. the other,\" he whispered also moving closer.

They stopped with their lips a breath apart, and Sirius knew that Snape wouldn\'t take that first step, so he\'d have to. This was different than before, more intimate and he could tell Snape was uncomfortable with intimacy.

He pressed his lips softly against Snape\'s for a few seconds before deepening the kiss. They slowly explored each other\'s tongues and there was none of the frantic and harsh desperation that had accompanied their first kiss. He stroked Snape’s neck lightly with his fingertips, and Snape hesitantly ran his fingers through Sirius’s silky brown hair.

Sirius reluctantly broke the kiss, smiling at the mixture of surprise and lust in Snape\'s eyes. \"I want..I want to make love to you. Right now.

Snape nodded, his tongue darting out to wet his lips, he was suddenly nervous. The kiss had been so intimate. He couldn’t believe how much it had effected him. He’d never wanted him more. But at the same time he’d never been more unsure of himself. He had no experience with intimacy. \"Alright. I don\'t have anymore classes today, let\'s go to my room.\" He turned but Sirius stopped him.

\"I don\'t want to fuck, Snape. I want to make love. Do you understand the difference?\"

\"I.. I\'m not sure I do.\"

\"Then I guess I\'ll just have to show you.”

Snape’s finger’s shook as he undid Sirius’s zipper. Sirius had already undressed him, somehow managing to stroke and kiss every patch of skin that was uncovered in the process. He was so hard it hurt, and as Sirius stepped out of his trousers and boxers Snape could clearly see that he wasn’t the only one.

He took a step forward his hand reaching down to stroke Sirius’s cock, but Sirius grasped his wrist lightly, stopping him. He shook his head smiling and backed Snape up, pushing him lightly onto the bed. “No hands, not yet.”

He slowly slid on top of him bringing Snape’s hands above his head to rest on the pillow clasping them with his. He gave him a long leisurely kiss, before kiss his way along Snape’s jaw to his ear. “I want you to lay there while I touch you. Don’t move your hands until I tell you, okay?” He licked the shell of Snape’s ear as he nodded his head in agreement.

“Good,” he whispered, before moving his mouth down to his neck, licking and sucking as he pressed their cocks together, rocking slowly. Snape’s fingers clenched the pillow, and he arched his hips up, intoxicated by the feel of Sirius’s hard length rubbing against his.

Sirius smiled as he continued to lick and kiss and bite his way down Snape’s body, coming up on to his knees so the only place they were touching was wherever his mouth happened to be. Snape gripped the pillow harder moaning as Sirius’s mouth worked at his nipple. When Sirius finally reached his stomach, and ran his cheek along Snape’s pale and surprisingly soft skin from one side to the other, placing soft kisses on the sensitive skin over his ribs, Snape couldn’t take it anymore.

He reached down and grabbed Sirius flipping him over on to his back and laying on top of him. Sirius chuckled as he ran his fingers through Snape’s long black hair. “You promised not to move until I told you to.”

“ I lied,” he said as he ran his hand down Sirius’s chest stopping at his stomach. “You should never trust a Slytherin. I suppose I’ll just have to make it up to you,” he whispered against his mouth, pressing their lips together for a fleeting moment. While he licked and bit various places on Sirius’s torso, his long pale fingers were tracing light and tortuously slow paths all over his body. Down his thigh and calves running lightly along the arch of his foot. Snape proceeded to stroke or lick or bite or nibble every part of his body, every part but one. Coming back up from a trip down to his feet which Snape had found were very sensitive, he kissed a trail up Sirius’s thigh. Suddenly without warning, he brought his mouth to Sirius’s cock, and Sirius gasped as he licked from the base to the tip. He held his mouth just above the tip, raising an eyebrow he looked Sirius in the eye, his hair failing down to partially cover one side of his face.

“Something you want, Black?” He asked in that gravely deep unbelievably sexy voice. Sirius had always been turned on by Snape’s voice, especially in the last couple of years, it had deepened as he got older. Sirius had always thought it was unfair that Snape should have such a sexy voice, but he was more than glad that he had it now. “Yes. Take me in your mouth. I want to feel your mouth on me.”

Snape kept eye contact as he slowly lowered his mouth down over Sirius dripping cock. Sirius arched his back as Snape took him deeper, his hands twisting the sheets. After a minute or two, Sirius moaned and sat up. “Snape stop.”

Snape raised his head frowning as he sat back on his knees.

“I want you inside of me. Please.”

Snape smiled as he crawled up between Sirius’s legs to give him a kiss. He reached over to his bedside table taking in hand a small jar of lubricant that he’d put there when they’s entered the room what seemed like hours before. Snape dipped his finger inside and brought it down to Sirius hole, running it along the sensitive outer skin. Sirius gasped in shock. “It’s warm.”

“Of course. A little spell I put on the jar.”

He slowly eased one finger inside of him, and then two, drawing them in and out in a maddeningly slow manner. Just when Sirius was about to yell for him to get inside him before he went insane, Snape withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his swollen and aching cock. Sirius arched his back bringing his knees up a little more as Snape went deeper and then pulled almost all the way out before slamming swiftly back in. They feel into a pattern, and as Snape moved in and out of him, he used one hand to stroke Sirius’s cock and the other to finger his balls. There pace quickened and they finally came to their releases, Sirius just shortly after Snape.

Snape collapsed beside him and they both were a few minutes getting their breath back..When they finally did Sirius turned to Snape. “Would it be alright if I stay here tonight, I.. I don’t want to be alone.” He held his breath as he waited for Snape’s answer. He knew that Snape was a very private person and sleeping together was very intimate, even more so than sex sometimes.

“Of course. I...would like that.”

Sirius scooted over, laying his head on Snape’s chest as he rested one hand on his stomach.

Snape stiffened at first, but after a moment he relaxed, going so far as to stroke his hair.

As Sirius traced little circles on Snape’s stomach, he thought that maybe it could work between them after all. Maybe the great love he’d been looking for all his life had been there all along, cleverly hidden in his greatest enemy Severus Snape. Quite forbidding wrapping was that, no wonder he hadn’t found it until now. Yes quite forbidding... and attractive, that was Severus Snape, the perfect package.

AN: I decided to change the ending, Severus and Sirius wouldn’t stand for anything other than being together. Also, this is fiction, a place where you can escape all the harsh realities of life. You can make the world how it should be, instead of how it is. If that’s not magic I don’t know what is.