Life is a Cabaret – part 2







Severus woke next morning in a large bed with and immense hangover. He couldn't remember much of what happened after about 12 the night before.

"Oh god my head hurts." He moaned into what thought was an empty room.

"Well that will teach not to drink so much then won't it?" Said Lucius from next to him, completely naked and looking like he was asleep.

"Last night when we got back, I didn't, did I?" Severus asked.

"Three times, and I find it most off putting when your screaming 'Meurtrier' when you orgasm." Lucius said still not moving.

Severus lay there for a while trying to think about what happened the night. The last thing he remembered was giving the waitress a kiss after the 5th drink. But the rest of it was not in his memory.



~~*~~



After breakfast Severus was working the Malfoy library. He didn't know why it was still here really, none of the houses residents used the library. Draco certainly didn't, not judging from the mess off his homework's, fill of wrong or unchecked facts, bad spellings and the likes. Lucius never used it, preferring his own study as it was silent and more intimate.

"Are you hungry?" Lucius asked ungraciously striding into the library.

"No I'm ok for the minute, I ate at breakfast." Severus said not looking up from the books he was copying notes from.

"That was 10 hours ago." Lucius said picking a book up and looking at it with a quizzical look, as if it was far from him how anyone could enjoy such things.

"It was?" Severus said shocked looking up. "What time is it?"

"Well if its 10 hours since we had breakfast and we ate breakfast at 10.30 this morning, you do the maths." Lucius said looking impatient.

"Oh I'm sorry; I got engrossed in my research into…" Severus began but was cut off by Lucius.

"I couldn't give a damn. Listen how about another trip to that theatre tonight? I'm sick of the sight of this place." Lucius said with a look that suggested he had an unpleasant smell under his nose.

"Yes, suits me fine." Severus said putting the quill back into its correct place and leaning back in his chair.

"You don't have to you know. I know you think its sleazy." Lucius said, already knowing Severus was itching to go back.

"No its fine, I don't mind." His mind was already on the dancer.

Meurtrier Couleuvre, the deadly viper.



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They arrived at the club at about 10pm. Again they were shown to Lucius table.

"Well what did I tell you? Addictive." Lucius said looking at the stage.

"Evening Lucius." A waitress in a mask smiled giving him a drink.

"Ah Meurtrier, my dear." Lucius said accepting it.

"I saw you here last night. How did you like the show?" she asked looking at Severus while he was talking.

"Oh it was ok. This is Severus," Lucius said nodding at Severus and handing her a sickle.

She kissed him on the cheek and left.

"You know that girl?" Severus said watching her retreating back.

"Know her? Best damn whore in this place. What do you think I do when you or Narcissa is not here?" Lucius said and started to drink his whisky, not bothering to ask Severus if he wanted one.

After about half an hour the lights dimmed and there was a spotlight in the stage. The curtains opened to reveal a throne like chair and two girls, on in black corset and stockings and the other in emerald green.

"Good evening gentlemen!" the dark haired girl dressed in a black.

"Yes good evening!" added her partner, Meurtrier. "As you know I am Meurtrier Couleuvre and this is…"

"Angela Desmonda!" the girl in black shouted. "Yes dear your not only famous girl here."

Severus shook his head in disbelief.

"What is it?" Lucius whispered.

"The names! Angela Desmonda, means angel of the devil in Greek." Severus said.

"Oh well I would say she is! Damn tease that one!" Lucius said and continued to watch the stage.

"Well Angela what is tonight's playbill?" Meurtrier asked.

"Well I don't know how about we ask him?" Angela pointed at Lucius table and the light came up on Severus.

Almost immediately both girls were by his side and took and arm each and escorted him to the stage. They sat him down in the chair and stood either side of him.

"Well it appears he has Two Ladies!" Angela said and the music started.

The each sat on his knee and started to dance around him.




Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee,
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee,
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
And he's the only man, ja!
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
We like it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
He likes it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
This two for one!

Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
And he's the only man, ja!

Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
He likes it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
We like it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
This two for one!

I do the cooking
And I make the bed
He goes out daily to earn our daily bread.
But we've one thing in common
He,
She
And me,
The key,
The key,
The key.
Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!
We switch partners daily
To play as we please,
Twosise beats onesise,
But nothing beats threes.
He sleeps in the middle,
I'm left,
And I'm right.
But there's room on the bottom
If you drop in some night!
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
And he's the only man, ja!

Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
We like it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
He likes it.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.

This two for one!
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee!





During the song they ran their hands over him and generally tempted and teased him. he didn't move, too intimidated and enjoying it.

When the song was over they both kissed his cheek and the lights switched off. He heard them leave and suddenly he was sat back in his seat.

"Well starting to like this place then?" Lucius asked sneering, probably jealous.



~~*~~



After a few more drinks a spot light came up on the stage again.

"Well this seems like your lucky night gentlemen. It seems you have another peek at our lovely girls." Came a voice booming round the hall.

The curtains opened for the second time and again Meurtrier was there in a top hat and was holding a cane sat with her legs crossed elegantly and hands on knees.


What good is sittin' alone in your room?
Come hear the music play,
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret.
Put down that knittin', the book and the broom
Time for a holiday,
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret.
Come taste the wine, come hear that band
Come blow your horn, start celebratin'
Right this way, your table's waitin'
No use permittin' a prophet of doom
Wipe every smile away, yes
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret!

I used to have a girl friend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbors came to sneaker
Well, that's what comes of too much pills and licqueur
But when I saw her laid down like a queen
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie to this very day,
I remember how she turned to me and said:
What good is sittin' alone in your room?
Come hear the music play,
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret

And as for me,
As for me,
I made my up back in Chelsea
When I go, I'm going like Elsie,
Start by admitting go cradle to tomb
Isn't that a longer stay
What good is sittin' alone in your room
Come hear the music play, yes
Life is a cabaret old chum
It's only a cabaret old chum
And I love a cabaret!
Yes, life is a cabaret old chum
Only a cabaret old chum
So come to the cabaret



The dance was every bit as sensual and erotic as that of her first dance, only this time she didn't leave the stage. When the song was over she walked down the steps to Severus and handed him a key and winked at him before walking away. There were cat calls from the men and everyone seemed to act as if Severus had been given the crown jewels.

"Well she seems to like you Severus." Lucius said extremely put out.

"What is the key for?" he asked bemused.

"that's dear friend," there wasn't a bit of friendliness in his tone, "is a key to her room, meaning you can spend one night here with her, for free." He said and ordered yet another drink.

Severus put the key in pocket and looked around. People were trying to get a look at him. Who was this man who had been given all this attention by, as Lucius had put it, 'the best damn whore here?'

"I'm leaving," Lucius growled knocking back the rest of his drink and getting up.

He left without as much as offering Severus a word of farewell.

"Want to use that key now then?" said a woman at his ear.