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Sorry been busy lately, exams came up and projects kept on popping up. Not to mention my grandma -78- died. So I’ve been distracted for a while.
Pant…huff…wheeze…
Swing!
Thud!
“Draco, what are you doing?” Severus Snape, 35, Draco’s mentor and godfather asked the very much worn out blond.
“Isn’t it obvious,” Draco muttered sarcastically. “I’m training.”
“Well you can’t learn anything like that.” Sev shot back.
“Shut up!” Draco uttered tiredly. “You’re not my keeper.”
“Draco,” Snape drawled with a smirk. “I am your keeper.”
“Argh!”
“Now tell me,” Snape said –gasp!- looking concern, “why are you training so hard.”
Draco sighed. “I went to a guild a week ago-”
“No surprise there,” his mentor interrupted sarcastically.
“Shut up!” the youth pouted. “Well anyway, I saw this slave-”
“No duh.”
“Stop interrupting!” he screamed in frustration. “This slave is different! He was gorgeous, positively breathtaking with eyes as green as the emerald and hair as-!”
“Enough! I don’t want to hear your inner fantasies.” Severus said looking a bit sick.
Draco shrugged. “You asked…”
“I wish I didn’t…”
Draco’s mouth curved upward but he immediately sobered. He turned to stare at the beautiful sunset painting behind Sev's head. “It’s not very likely that I’ll meet him again.”
Snape looked sadly at his godson and student. It was clear Draco felt something more than lust towards this slave. He never works this hard for a slave. Sigh. His godson has fallen in…lo…lo… He couldn’t even say the vile word! Let me try again. His godson has fallen in…lo…lo…luv. There he said it! Okay… maybe luv is kinda different from love but it’s the closest you’re gonna get from him. Anyway… apparently he has fallen hard.
Draco had fallen in love with a slave…
Glassy-eyed, longing-expression, flushed face –of course that could be from the training…-
His godson has fallen in the hands of cupid.
Damn that freakish, pig-like angel!
“Well come on!”
Said student jumped at Snape’s sudden declaration. “You are a Malfoy and a Malfoy is stubborn to the bone. They do not give up and lastly, they always get what they want!”
Draco smiled gratefully at Sev and took on a battle stance. “Come and get me!”
“Draco, I’m touched really…,” Sev smirked, “but I’m afraid you’re not my type.”
“Oh puh-lease, I’m everybody’s type!”
“Well I’m not everybody!”
“Stop with the shitty jokes and fight!”
Snape charged at his opponent, sword ready to strike. He swung bellow Draco’s thigh intending on damaging his legs. Draco was able to jump and dodge the attack. A swift kick on the right shin send Snape stumbling back. Mentor retaliated with a long, bloody gash on the forearm. Draco clutched his injured arm and turned to Sev, eyes burning with excitement. He stood up straight; if he felt any pain he did a good job of not showing it. Severus smirked and motioned for the fight to go on.
Beautifully crafted swords clashed in every possible manner.
A kick on the abdomen, an elbow on the stomach, the fight continued. Draco was able to dodge a flying kick that was aimed directly on his head. Doing a flip, he kicked Severus in mid-air and was able to unarm him. Draco threw both swords on the floor and took on a fighting stance, ready to strike.
Snape charged at him, throwing a hook but Draco blocked the attack with his arm.
Both dance a lethal but graceful dance, trying to send their opponent to the floor.
Severus was able to knee Draco in the stomach, making the youth fall to his knees. He clutched his stomach with both his hands making his mentor the victor of their fight.
Draco slowly stood up, a hand still on his injured limb. “I see you haven’t lost your touch.” he winced.
“I see you have,” Sev retorted. “We have to work on that.” He turned to look at his student. “Better get a numbing potion,” he advised, “I kneed you pretty hard.”
“Yes Sev.”
Draco was walking through the darkest, dampest corridor anybody had the displeasure of passing. Why did Sev have to live in the dungeons? There were plenty of free rooms in the higher levels…
Well, it does add to the creepy bastard look he puts on…
He reached Sev’s room and knocked. “Sev? Severus?” he called through the stone walls.
“Come in.” was the quick answer.
He opened the heavy wooden doors and entered.
Draco just stared.
Reason?
Snape was wearing reading glasses…
You know the little, -usually rectangular- glasses some people use for reading? Well he was wearing one. A pair of silver, horn-rimmed glasses. It was sooo creepy.
“Uh, Severus?” Draco mumbled.
Snape nodded to show that he was listening.
“Are those reading glasses you’re wearing?”
“I’m not young, Draco,” the older sighed, “as soon as we grow old, some senses begin to waver.”
“Uh, okay.” the blond nodded in false sympathy, “why did you call me here?”
Severus finally looked up from his paper-work. “You’re ready,” he stated simply.
Confusion was evidently written on his face, “Ready?”
“Yes ready.”
“Um, Sev? What am I ready for?”
Snape sighed, a long suffering sigh. “Do I have to spell it out for you?” he sneered slightly. ‘He is your godson. Be patient with him. Do not kill him.’ his mind chanted.
Severus looked Draco straight in the eye. “You can defeat Lance and win this Harry-boy, you’ve been obsessing about.”
Draco’s eyes brightened. “Really?” he asked, too hopeful.
“Draco,” Severus addressed him seriously, “but…”
Draco’s eyes dimmed.
“You are still a Malfoy, even if your father’s gone. For Dante’s hell do learn to hide your emotions!”
Blondie smiled sheepishly, “Sorry Sev…”
flashback
Harry had been happily talking to his two guardians; Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.
“Sooo, Harry,” Sirius smirked at his ‘honorary’ son, “I saw the young blond that came here that came here a while ago, eyeing you in a very non-platonic way.”
“Siri!”
‘Siri’ laughed, while his husband, Remus shook his head.
“I’m sorry Harry,” Remus said, glancing at his lover, “but you already know that Padfoot has been trying to set you up for years.”
Harry sighed, “I know…” then he smiled. “The whole guild knows.”
“Hey!” Sirius pouted, “I’m right here you know!!!”
“We know Sirius,” Harry smiled fondly at his ‘parent’, “we just don’t deem you important enough.” That of course was a lie, but it was fun teasing him.
Sirius pouted.
Sirius and his lover, Remus ‘adopted’ Harry when they found out that his parents were murdered. Siri was one of the guild’s guards while Remus, one of the payed servants. Harry has known them ever since he stumbled onto the guild. They were the ones that cleaned his wounds and took care of him when he didn’t have a place to go to. Unfortunately when Lance found out about him from one of the more bitchy slaves, he quickly took interest. Nobody can deny that Harry was very beautiful. Lance offered him a job, knowing that he didn’t have money, food or shelter, so Harry was forced to agree in exchange for a place to stay. Both Remus and Sirius tried to convince him but he just smiled sadly and shook his head.
He never made a bigger mistake.
Harry sighed wistfully, hoping for a real home for him, Padfoot and Moony, but that’ll never happen. He was stuck here, working for a perverted bastard that has a freakish obsession, namely HIM.
His musings were cut short by a ‘swoosh’ of curtains.
Dauphine entered. She was the same person that tattled on Harry, the same person that told Lance about Harry’s existence. Harry hated with the passion of a thousand flames.
“What do you want?” Sirius growled coldly.
Dauphine smirked. “Master Lance wanted to see his slut.”
Both Sirius and Remus stood in front of Harry, “Never call him that.” Remus said in a calm but strained voice.
“What? It’s true,” the red-head (Dauphine) mocked. “The kid ‘is’ a slut.”
“Harry is not a slut!” Sirius said, coming quickly to defend Harry.
Dauphine’s smirked widened. An eyebrow raised, “tell that to the master.”
She quickly left the cot.
“Harry you could just run,” Remus said steering his shoulders so that he would be facing him. “Run and you don’t have to go through this torture.”
Harry sighed sadly. Yes, he could, but he didn’t want to leave the two best people he has ever met. “I can’t…”
Both Padfoot and Moony sighed sadly. They looked at him with sorrowful eyes, “you better get there if you’re not running,” Sirius told him, “he might punish you.”
Harry nodded and left.
End of flashback
Now lays here waiting for Lance to dismiss him. But tonight, Lance wrapped a possessive arm around him, caressing his face gently. One might say they were lovers but if one looked closely, there was no love in the bigger’s eyes, only pure needy lust.
He didn’t do anything wrong. He did whatever his elders asked him to. So why did he the gods punish him so? He lost his parents in a massacre, got bloody in his escape and now gets raped repeatedly. Maybe the gods just enjoys torturing a poor unsuspecting mortal. Maybe they ran out of interesting things to do so now they’re picking on him.
The thought in his mind just made him more miserable. So he silently cried himself to sleep.
Severus came out from the training room carrying a long jewel encrusted box.
“Draco,” he called softly, very unusual for him. “I have something for you.”
Draco looked at his godfather curiously. “What is it Sev?”
“This,” Severus thrust the box towards Draco, “is a family heirloom. I doubt that I’m ever gonna have an offspring of my own so it’s yours.”
Draco smiled at his mentor.
Snape cleared his throat, uncomfortable, he hated being sentimental. “Here,” he thrusted the box towards Draco’s waiting hands.
The blond opened the box finding a Emmorsion1 sword in it, with emeralds and diamonds encrusted on the hilt. He looked up, seeing a fidgeting Snape, a sight you would almost never see.
“Thank you.” he breathed.
Sev stopped fidgeting and nodded his poker face back on. “Get ready, the carriage is set.”
Draco smiled charmingly at his mentor, “thanks Severus, for everything.”
Severus nodded, and motioned for Draco to finish.
But before he got out of the gates, he head Sev shout him something.
“You are a Malfoy; keep your dignity in tact. And you better not lose.”
Draco laughed.
A Snape will always be a Snape.
There, I finished it. It’s a bit shorter that the first chapter but I ran out of things to write. Sorry.
R&R!!!
Akira
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