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TITLE : Happy Birthday Draco 1/1 By: Sheila Bailey Rated: NC17 Summary: It's Draco's birthday, and he gets disappointed. Who will cheer him up? Also my answer to the "first line challenge" Pair : Snape/Draco Disc: Not mine Notes: Happy Birthday, Telanu!! Thanks Lizz, for betaing. And telling me to "bend canon and fuck it" I didn't know this *health class* theme had been a challenge on another list, I just thought it would be funny, so I did it. So, I've actually answered TWO challenges. Go me, it's my birthday, actually it isn't. ** "Professor Snape, I don't want to die a virgin." That was the phrase that had started it all, Severus reflected. And led to them both doing something unbelievably wrong and stupid. Curse that new health class for making his student think about the subject. He was to teach the Slytherins, along with Griffindor, everything they needed to know about safe sexual intercourse. This had not put Severus Snape in a good mood. The last person Severus had wanted to deal with today was Draco. Usually, he enjoyed favoring Draco over the other students, it upset them so much. But the boy's attitude was becoming annoying and frustrating. He was trying to teach an important class, one he didn't want to teach in the first place. And Draco just sat in the back, smirking at him with his pretty face, not even bothering to pretend he was listening. Severus wanted to grab him and shout, "This could save your life, you imbecile!" Or just grab him anyway. Severus gave a little start at that thought. "Why are we wasting our time learning this crap? " Pansy Parkinson complained. "You Know Who is back and we could all die tomorrow, so why should we care about safe sex?" "Because, " Severus leaned close to her face. "Madame Pomfrey is ill, and I am substituting for her, and this is what she left for the lesson plan. You will be quiet, you will pay attention, you will take notes and you will learn this." Pansy muttered something rude and sulked. Hermione was diligently writing down the notes on the various forms of protection and the disgusting diseases you could catch if you weren't careful. Neville looked like he was going to either throw up, burst into tears or both. Ron was trying very hard not to fall asleep, and Harry was writing Cho Chang's name all over his parchment. "So anyway, "Draco continued, turning to Crabbe. "Dad's coming to get me after class. We're spending the weekend in Cannes for my birthday. " "Lucky sod." "MR. MALFOY!" Draco jumped a mile. Snape never picked on him. Ever. "Mr. Malfoy, do you want to share your conversation with the class?" "Just mentioning that my Dad is taking me to Cannes this weekend." "Well, how fortunate for you. Not that any one else actually cares. Pay attention. " Draco stared at him in shock. Teachers almost never spoke to him that way, least of all Professor Snape. He was so stunned he shut his mouth and picked up his quill to take notes. And realized he was turned on. Draco shifted uncomfortably in his seat and bit the inside of his lip. That voice, that way of speaking that Snape had, so in control and strict. Draco fought to keep his erection from increasing, by thinking about other things. Harry Potter falling down the stairs. Quiditch. Multiplication tables. Harry Potter getting hit by a train. A tapping was heard on the classroom door. "Longbottom, answer that," said Severus. Neville hurried to the door and opened it. A magnificent eagle owl flew in and went straight to Draco. "Get that creature out. " Severus snapped. "Mail is not to be received in the middle of my class!" "Sir, " said Crabbe, "Sir, it's from his father." "I believe I was not talking to you, Mr. Crabbe" Draco unrolled the parchment and read it to himself. He looked up with his familiar, confident expression and stuffed the letter in his pocket. "Are we finished?" Severus asked. "Yes, sir." "Good", Snape spat in clipped tones, annoyed at the persistant interruptions " Mr. Malfoy, I would like to see you after class." The owl swooped out and class returned to normal. After class, Draco approached Severus' desk "Professor Snape, I didn't quite get what you were trying to explain earlier in class..." "Well then, perhaps you should have listened properly." "Maybe you could show me...?" Draco blinked sweetly. Severus stared. Had the boy just fluttered his eyelashes? " I'm not here for demonstrations!" Severus sputtered. "Then what do they pay you for anyway?" Draco couldn't believe what had just come out of his mouth. Was he actually trying to flirt with a teacher? "You'd better hurry up, if you're still planning to go on holiday with your father, " Severus said smoothly. He turned away and began to wipe off the blackboard. Draco left and walked slowly down to the lake, where he perched on a rock and read his letter again. Draco, I'm sorry, but we can't go to France this weekend. I have some business to take care of. Your mother will send your birthday gifts by owl post later this evening. It was signed formally with his father's official stamp. Draco crumpled it up and threw it into the woods. What was he going to tell everyone when they found out? He'd bragged so much about this, and now it wasn't going to happen. All he'd wanted was to spend some time with his father for once; the exotic setting was only a plus to make his friends envious. "Fuck it. " He said out loud. "Littering? "Severus Snape asked. He had a plastic bag of some water growing weeds, probably collecting them for one of his potions. He retrieved the letter from the ground and was opening it. "And using profanity? If you weren't a Slytherin, I'd be tempted to give you a detention for that. " There was a painful silence as Snape finished the letter. "Oh. I see." "What am I going to tell people?" "I think, " Snape said slowly, "That if they ridicule, they aren't very good friends. Come back inside, there's no point in sitting down here by yourself." Snape began to walk back toward the castle, and Draco accompanied him. "I thought-"Draco started to say, "I figured if I got to go somewhere cool, I could feel better about the other thing. " "Yes, there's nothing like material goods to make a person feel better about themselves." The tips of Draco's ears turned pink. Talking to Professor Snape about his secret was just too weird. He desperately wanted a grownup to talk to, but this was Professor Snape, the Ice King. When they reached the Slytherin house, they parted ways. Draco went to his room, Snape to his office. Crabbe and Goyle wanted to know why he hadn't left for France yet. "My Dad had important business to take care of, "Draco told them archly. "It's Ministry stuff, it would take too long to explain." "Too bad. We made plans with a couple of birds this weekend, to go into Hogsmeade,"said Goyle. "Too late to get a third girl." "You'd love it, Draco, these are the easiest girls ever, I swear." "I sort of have a headache anyway, "said Draco. "You two go without me." Disappointed with the majority of his birthday presents, Draco knew what he really wanted for his birthday. And he needed Crabbe and Goyle to be gone for him to have a chance of getting it. ** Draco showered and changed into fresh robes, and a fresh uniform, wondering if he had the right sort of underwear on. He didn't really own any sexy underwear, he wasn't sure it would actually matter in the long run. Draco didn't intend to be wearing his clothes for very long anyway. He stood in front of the mirror, combing his hair and studying himself. "I always get what I want, "He said in his most confident voice. Severus was in his office, grading Potions essays by the light of a few candles. "Morons, " He muttered. "It's a sad, sad day when children can't even spell their own last names right. That's ten points off." There was a hesitant knocking on his door. "Enter," He said in his scariest voice. The heavy oak door creaked open and Draco Malfoy stepped onto the worn carpet. Severus noticed how the light from the corridor framed Draco's head like some kind of strange halo. "I'm very busy." "I know, I need to talk to you. It's about health class today." "You wouldn't have so many questions if you'd paid attention during my lecture." "You really seemed to know what you're talking about, I want to discuss some things that weren't covered in the lesson. " Draco sat down on the edge of Severus' desk. "Get off my desk, Malfoy." He couldn't have the boy that close to him, not the way he'd been feeling lately. "Sir, I really want to talk to you about my problem." "Alright, fine. Talk. " "Everyone else is having sex. And I'm not." "And?" Severus asked impatiently. "I want to. I can't let everyone else get ahead of me. I bet even Longbottom's had sex." "I highly doubt it. He'd have to be able to get out of his own way first." They shared a snicker at the mental picture. "Anyway, I thought maybe you could show me,"Draco said boldly. Severus dropped his "Grading" quill, sending a splotch of red ink across Dean Thomas' paper. "Pardon?" He asked. "Show me how to do it. Like..I want you to do it to me." "I'm not going to do that." His furiously pounding heart betrayed his cold words. "Why not?" "You're a student. MY student to be specific. I'm old enough to be your father. Of all the..." "You're my Head of House. You're supposed to advise and guide me. So guide me, damnit!" Draco hissed. He jumped off the desk and leaned across it so that he was right in Severus' face. "Or what? You'll pout and hold your breath?" "If you want me to," Draco had moved around behind him and begun massaging Severus' shoulders. "Draco, don't push me, please. " Severus shook him off. "You called me by my first name, "Draco said. "I'm getting to you, aren't I?" "No! Go away, you empty headed little boy. Go away now, and we can pretend this never happened." It was a plea, almost. He wasn't sure he could control himself. "But I don't want to." Draco said with the most innocent expression he could muster. "Professor Snape, I don't want to die a virgin." He climbed in Snape's lap and kissed him hard on the lips. Snape tried to shove him away but Draco remained where he was by sheer force of will. He rubbed his pelvis against his teacher's and Snape gave in and grabbed him close, returning the kiss. Draco kissed down his neck, and under the collar of his shirt. Severus realized that Draco seemed to know by instinct where all his buttons were, and how to push them. He couldn't have stopped himself if he'd wanted to. Severus lifted Draco off the ground, Draco wrapped his legs around Severus' waist as Severus flung him down on the desk. An ink bottle tipped over and spilled across the remainder of the ungraded essays. Papers and books tumbled to the floor, the "Demotivators"desk calendar crashed into the rubbish bin with a metallic clatter. Severus reached under Draco's robe and unzipped his gray trousers, pulling them down along with Draco's underwear. His hands felt soft, smooth skin and silken hairs that were undoubtably pale blond. "Ow!" Draco complained. "Hmm?" "Something's digging into my back." Draco pulled the Catbert doll out from underneath him and tossed it off to the side. Draco shifted his legs, scattering more papers, the heel of one of his shoes scratched the desk's finish. "What was that thing anyway?" "Catbert. A character from the Muggle newspapers." "You mean, those stupid cartoons that don't even MOVE?" Draco asked incredulously. "Just because they aren't what you're used to does not make them stupid." Severus slipped his hand between Draco's thighs, which willingly parted for him. He touched his fingers to Draco's small entrance and pushed two fingers inside. Draco made a sort of gasping, squeaking sound and bucked his hips. "That's right, " said Severus, "I want to hear you." "Are you-are you going to.." Draco stammered, briefly losing his mask of composure. "There are two things we need first, can you tell me what they are?" Now let us see if he really hadn't been paying attention. "May I do it?" Draco asked. Severus handed him the wand, Draco stuck out his arm and said dramatically. "Accio condom! Accio lubricant!" A small tube, and a foil wrapped package zipped through the air, sliding in under the gap in Snape's office door. Severus caught them in his hands, passing the condom to Draco. "I'm not even going to ask you where you got these from, " he said in his best "Grownup" voice. "I want you to put the condom on me, go on, try it." "Why me? "Draco whined. "You're the one who said you wanted to learn about sex." Draco rolled the condom onto Severus' hardened shaft, making a very annoyed face the whole time. Severus squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers and placed them back inside Draco. "That tickles." said Draco. "Look, when I said I wanted to hear you, I didn't mean I wanted to hear every damn thought going through your head." "What are you doing now?" "Now I'm going to penetrate you. You need to pay especial attention to this part." He pushed into Draco, trying to go slowly and carefully. Draco cried out in pain and his blue eyes widened. "Yes, it hurts, I know." "I-I like it." "That's -ah-good to-ah-hear," He was so tight, Severus had never had a virgin before, and his own memories of his first time were dim now. Draco's relative innocence was almost contagious, and made Severus feel as if he were a virgin as well. "Professor Snape? Um-I really, really, really-Oh My God-like this. I thought I wouldn't-I thought I'd like girls better but this is-Oh My God, this is-" Draco continued to babble, making sounds of surprise and appreciation mingled throughout. Severus managed to tune him out, concentrating mainly on finishing the task at hand. Draco's breath caught and he stiffened for a moment, before coming with a shudder. Severus kept going until he shot his seed into Draco, pausing for a moment to catch his breath before pulling out. Draco was breathing hard, looking up at him in shock. Severus helped him to sit up, they both refastened their pants and Draco slid off the desk. He wobbled and Severus caught him. "I should go back to my room now." "Yes, you don't want to be found here, not in this state. " Draco started toward the door on shaky legs. Severus felt a rare pang of sympathy and remembered vague, old fashioned notions about being a gentleman. "Draco, wait." Draco turned to him with questioning eyes. "Sleep in my bed tonight." Severus came to him, scooped Draco up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom. The End. |