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TITLE: Welcome to the Club Author: Sheila B Rated: PG13 Pair: Snape/Draco Summary: A sort of sequel to Happy Birthday, but slightly more angsty in places. Begins the morning after the famous "desk" incident. DISC: Not mine **** What is it about men and blonds? Severus Snape wondered, smiling stupidly down at his lover. Is it the fact that they will always seem inoccent and angelic no matter how much of a little brat they really are? No, that couldn't be it. Was it cultural programming? The way all fairy tales feature a thin, virginal, blond princess to be won as a sort of prize? Well-he was thin, blond, no longer virginal but if there were a "princess" of Hogwarts, Severus supposed his lover could be considered one. But had he "won" Draco? It was more like Draco had won him. Seduced him. No, that was wrong. He could have stopped himself at anytime. He was bigger, stronger, older, and a helluva a lot smarter that young Mr. Malfoy. It was no one's fault but his own. Dear Diary, Last night I nailed Lucius Malfoy's 16 year old son on top of my desk. And I liked it. Then I let him sleep in my bed. Yes, in my bed. I could get fired for this. Hell, I could get killed for this, after all, he IS Lucius's son, and Lucius has killed for less. He could imagine Dumbledore staring seriously at him from behind his half moon glasses. "I'm asking you to cease your relations with the Malfoy child." Dumbledore would say. At this moment, Draco opened his eyes and muttered something. "Dad?" Severus jerked away from where his hand had been straying toward Draco's pale hair. "No, it's me." "Oh." Draco struggled to a sitting position. "I thought I'd fallen asleep in front of the fire and Dad was standing over me looking dissaproving." Severus smiled. "Lucius' famed Dissaproving stare. I remember it well." "And he would have so much to dissaprove of.."Draco purred. He ran a hand up Severus' arm and waggled his eyebrows. Severus gracefully moved himself away. "No. " "I'm here, I'm pretty and I want you. What's the problem?" "Does nothing I say get through to you? Do all my words just float out of your air filled head?" Severus pointed at himself,then pointed at Draco and said slowly, "Me, Teacher, You Student." "But we were so good together-" "Good together or not, you are sixteen and I am thirty five." "Not that big of an age difference, "Draco yawned and began adjusting his clothes and searching around for his robes. "You're not all old and wrinkly yet. " "I'm flattered,"Severus said dryly. "Go somewhere else now, please." ** Draco left his professor's rooms walking on air. He saw Neville Longbottom on the stairs and didn't even feel like tripping him. "What's up with you?" Pansy asked, a sneer twisting her lips. "You look like you just go laid or something." Her eyes narrowed, "DID you?" "That's none of your buisness." "You better not have gone off and had sex with someone. You're supposed to be seeing ME." It was true. Pansy had *decided* that they were going to date each other, and had proceeded to act like Draco's girlfriend, whether he wanted her to be or not. So he let her keep her delusion. After all, they both benefited. She, Pansy, got to date a Malfoy, and he, Draco, got to be the first boy in their Hogwarts class to have a girlfriend. And they were friends, after a fashion but that's where it ended. He just didn't want to sleep with her. His owl landed on his shoulder and stuck out it's foot. Draco took the parchement from it, and read the letter to himself. Draco, My buisness has concluded early, and I will be at Hogwarts to collect you in one hour. Father. When his father arrived, Lucius looked gaunt and tired. He sat in the back of the Jaguar, his eyes ringed with faint dark circles, a pale hand resting on the window sill. Butterflies churned in Draco's stomach. Yesterday, he'd been so excited to be spending time with his father, and today he just wanted to be by himself and think about how different he felt. He was changed, and it wasn't something he figured he could ever share with Lucius. "Dad, guess what? I had gay sex for the first time last night, and I really liked it. In fact, I want to do it again. And again and again." He imagined himself saying. "Your mother-"Lucius began-"has been taken to hospital. I thought it best that no one else know at the moment." "May I see her?" "No," Lucius said, turning his head away. "What-what happened?" "Aurors." "Why? When? How badly is she hurt?" "I don't wish to discuss it." "Please, Father, tell me!" Draco cried desperately. Lucius backhanded him hard and Draco reeled back, his face stinging. "I told you, we're not going to discuss it,"Lucius said coldly. ** "Professor Snape! Dobby has brought the laundry!" "Yes, thank you, Dobby." The house elf scurried out and Severus returned to his reading. The robes had to be washed after last night, and Severus silently gave thanks for the presence of creatures who had been trained not to wonder why there was a stain on his robes. Next time, we'll take our clothes off. No! There isn't going to be a next time. No more sex with Draco Malfoy. You stay away from your student, you sick pervert! Well, it's not as if I make a habit of this, Severus argued with himself. I'm not normally into boys-why am I trying to rationalize this? I'm being silly. We did it, it's over, it's done. Dumbledore appeared in the center of the office, looking frazzled. "Don't do that!"Severus yelped, slamming his book shut. The Headmaster could make himself invisible and sometimes liked to wander the school like that, and pop in on his unsuspecting faculty. "I must speak with you about Draco Malfoy." Oh God. Here it comes, Severus thought with dread. Dumbledore sat himself down across from the Potions master. "He's experienced a family emergency, his mother has been injured, quite severly." "Narsissa? How?" "Aurors. The story seems to be that she got in between them and her husband by accident." Severus was surprised to find his heart aching for Draco, and what he must be going through. "She was innocent in all of this. And so are the children,"said Dumbledore. "We must make every effort to make sure that Draco and Diaphana are safe, and know that they can still trust us. That is why I came to you, as you are Mr. Malfoy's Head of House." ** Draco started trying to kiss him as soon as Severus got the door to his office closed. "No-no-Draco-"He pulled Draco off him and deposited him in a chair."That isn't why I wanted to talk to you." "What about, then?" Draco asked in a disappointed voice. Severus sat across from him and studied his hands. "I heard about what happened with your mother, and I wanted to make sure that you were alright." "I'm fine." "Good, then. Well, that is all." He didn't know what else to say, he wasn't good at this sort of thing, and never had been. All of a sudden, there were lips on his, and thin little hands tangled in his hair. He tried to push Draco away, knowing how this was going to end up. "Don't you want me?" Draco asked. He leaned his forehead against Severus', the only way he could look Snape in the eye was if the Potions Master was sitting down. Oh yes, I want you, Severus thought, looking at the beautiful person who was so close and so sweet smelling. The question is, why do YOU want ME? I'm ugly, and older, and mean, and dangerous-and everyone here hates me except Professor Dumbledore. But YOU want me, why? "I don't know." Draco said, as if he'd read his mind. "I don't know why, I can't stop myself." "You have to stop. This is wrong." Severus smoothed blond hairs away from Draco's forehead absently. Draco had climbed into his lap and rested his head on Severus' shoulder. "I know why you want me, though. Because I'm pretty." "There is much more to you than that, I'm sure. I haven't seen any evidence of it, but I'm sure you've got many interesting layers." "My Dad said I'm not good at anything except being-" "That isn't true, "Severus reprimanded before Draco could finish. "Don't ever think that, it only limits your possibilities." "May I spend the night here?" "No you may not." "I was hoping you'd changed your mind-"Draco smiled slyly. "No. And please get off my lap. You're being mushy and mushiness is not attractive on you." ** Severus ascended the steps behind the other Death Eaters, hood drawn over his face. In the darkness, it was impossible to tell who was who, but he knew most of their shapes anyway. The first one to reach the top of the stairs pushed open the door and entered Lord Voldemort's chambers. They all took their places in a circle around the fireplace. Voldemort sat in an easy chair, posed like a king on a throne. Nagini lay coiled up in the corner, hissing at the men in robes. "Welcome, "their master said in his hideous, high pitched voice. "Tonight we gather to witness the induction of a new member to our ranks. Lucius, I believe you have brought me a present?" "Yes, my Lord,"Lucius Malfoy stepped forward. He had his arm around the shoulders of a much smaller person, also clad in a black hooded robe. He guided his companion forward, the smaller person's body language clearly showed that he wasn't sure this was a direction he wanted to go. "Come here, child.." "My Lord, I give you this most precious gift of all." "Let me look at you, boy. Remove your hood." The boy reached up, and with trembling hands pushed back his hood to reveal the tow headed Draco Malfoy. Severus' heart plummeted to his feet. He tried to keep his expression neutral, when all he wanted to do was grab Draco and drag him out of there. This was no place for children. "Bring forward the branding tools so that Draco Malfoy may receive my mark." Wormtail rolled up the sleeve of Draco's robe, and even though Severus couldn't see what was actually happening beyond that, he knew what was coming. Draco uttered a muffled scream and his body jerked. A few moments later, Wormtail turned him around to face the other men. Draco had terrified tears streaming down his cheeks as Wormtail held up the still red and burned forearm. "Brothers, let us welcome our newest member, and remove our hoods so that he may see his comrades." Severus pushed his hood back, and fought down a wave of nausea as he met Draco's horrified expression. ** During Potions on Monday, Severus couldn't look Draco in the eyes. He taught the lesson as if Draco weren't in the room, and allowed him to sit in the back gabbing away to his friends all period. It was a particularly difficult potion they were working on today, and most of Severus' attention was focused on making sure Neville Longbottom didn't blow up the school by accident. "I want two sheets of parchment on that, you may work with a partner if you wish," he said as the class filed out. Draco was one of the last to leave, and Severus gently held him back. "Let me look at that arm," he said quietly. Draco stiffened, but allowed himself to be lead to a chair and sat down. Severu rolled up the sleeve of Draco's robe, his forearm was bare due to having already pushed back the sleeves of his white collared shirt. "This wasn't treated properly at all, "Severus murmured. "If I've told them once, I've told them a thousand times, you can't brand people and then just leave the mark unattended to. This is very red. Does it hurt still?" "Yes, "Draco said softly, looking at him warily. Severus was silent as he prepared a salve at the lab counter. He returned to the boy and began spreading some of the ointment onto Draco's skin. "Hold this bandage over it for about 15 minutes, then wash the ointment off. It should be better after that." "Thank you," said Draco. "Professor Snape?" "Yes?" "You gave me a six out of ten on the last essay." "And?" "But I fucked you. I thought that would at least get me an eight or nine." TBC |