SLYTHERIN SORT OF STYLE

-CHAPTER NINE-

BETA 1: Syvixxe

BETA2: Kiritsu

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Duff looked up from his newspaper when he heard someone scream down the end at the tunnel. The scream was loud enough for him to hear even while being inside the told house. There was no doubt in his mind of who it could be. He knew only one person who could scream and curse in that particular way, without sounding like a child throwing a tantrum.

"That must be our guest, don't you think?" he said lazily to Arrow, who was half lying on the broken bed. He was still pale and almost asleep, the illness the curse had caused him to feel had really taken its toll. Duff was worried but he didn't show it.

"Yes, a bit sooner than expected but that doesn't matter," Arrow replied and sat up slowly and stretched, as if he was in pain. Duff could imagine Arrow still felt sore in muscles and organs, but as usual the other man refused to acknowledge it. Arrow had always been the kind of man who took the pain and shut up about it, he never complained.

"No, it doesn't. So how do you suppose we'll take him on?" Duff asked. They hadn't really discussed it before since it had been the least of their worries. They had more problems with lying low and getting rid of the people looking for them.

"Do what you feel like," said Arrow with a small smile. Duff gave him a mirror smile.

"I think we need to do something to shock him or distract his thoughts…" Duff said thoughtfully. Arrow's smile widened.

"I have an idea," he said wickedly.

"Oh?" Duff asked with a raised eyebrow. He still wore his leather pants even if they were a bit dusty from living in the shack and often sitting directly on the floor. He liked the fact that Arrow finally said something to show interest in what was going on, it meant the man was feeling better. Duff had no problems with taking care of both of them, but it had worried him that Arrow let him run the business without any complaints.

"Well yes…" Arrow said slowly. They could still hear Snape cursing away, but now it seemed closer. "Have you ever thought about what makes Snape embarrassed?" Arrow asked him.

"Er, no?" Duff said questioningly. He didn't know where this was going but he trusted Arrow to have a valid point.

"Well, sex actually."

"What?" Duff asked confused. Snape and sex just didn't fit together. The slime ball was just a too big of a turn off.

"If we begin a false conversation, meant for his ears of course, but he doesn't know it, don't you think he'll stay outside and wait for us to be quiet?" Arrow asked and Duff nodded. It sounded just like the man he knew. Snape had always been too curious for his tastes.

"That sounds like him," he agreed reluctantly. Arrow smirked.

"Exactly; and what if we 'discover' him listening in on us before he shows himself? Don't you think that will make him embarrassed?" Arrow asked with a smug look. Duff rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, why not. But we better begin now. He'll be here any second."

Arrow patted the place beside him on the bed. Duff went over and sat down with a small fear that the bed would finally collapse under both their weights. It looked worse for fears, and while he rather not push it he moved closer to Arrow.

Arrow gave him another wicked grin, and so their made up conversation began. They didn't have to talk it through; they were tied by their hip as it where so they just winged it like always.

Snape POV

'Bloody brats,' he thought. He hated this place; he had done so ever since he had seen the hairy half-breed idiot Lupin as a werewolf down here. He had almost been killed!

Snape began to walk. He listened for sounds but he couldn't hear anything but his footsteps. That in itself was made him a bit uneasy, especially since he knew that there were supposed to be two men nearby. He couldn't imagine why else the brats had pushed him down here, surely they knew he could get out if only he wanted to? No, their parents must be nearby.

He frowned a bit and walked a bit faster. He entered the creepy old house and when he didn't hear anything he walked upstairs and made sure to jump over the step that he knew creaked from the last time he had been there.

He figured they'd be in the bedroom since that was the only room that wasn't completely torn apart by Lupin the wolf.

He froze when he heard voices. His instincts took over and he let them. Snape snuck over to the door and listened carefully. Perhaps he could catch something interesting…

"I want you to be my bed lover…" he heard Arrow say. Snape blanched. Did he just hear that?

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I am not sure that Darek and Ryan would like it."

"I don't think they'd mind at all.

"Why not?" Duff asked this time.

"I just know. Please?"

"Well…" Duff said slowly. "Alright… but I'm on top." Snape pulled a face. He couldn't believe his ears. He briefly wondered if he should get the hell out of there and forget what he heard.

"Come on then, show me what you've got!"

Snape blushed deeply when he heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing and moaning. When the bed creaked he almost ran away. He was about to when suddenly a hand grabbed the back of his robe.

Normal POV

"Oh no, I don't think so Snape. I would like you to join us," Duff whispered huskily in his ear and Snape shuddered. Snape spluttered when he was led into the room. A shirtless Arrow lay on the bed and grinned at him. Duff lifted Snape and dropped him unceremoniously on the bed. Arrow held him still while Duff crawled over to Snape and sat down on him…

"Let go of me!" Snape spluttered and tried to wriggle out of their grip on him.

"Nah, I like you just the way you are…" Arrow said lazily and ran a finger down Snape's shin.

Snape tried once more to wriggle away but froze when Arrow moaned and threw his head back with a look of unmistakable pleasure.

"Oh yes Snape, keep doing that!" Arrow said. Snape looked around for a possible exit. He had been in many dangerous situations but never quite in one of these before… he had no idea how to get out. In his current position he was unable to reach his wand. He was in a room with not one but two fully trained wizards, which, by the way, were very powerful. Enough so to make Dumbledore pale once in a while. Duff subtly slipped behind Snape and lifted him up slightly so he could hold the black haired man against his chest.

"I demand that you free me immediately!" Snape cried.

"Now, where's the fun in that?" Arrow asked and looked at Duff.

"Yeah," Duff agreed. "I'm sure you'll see things our way once we're through with you. "

When Duff and Arrow's hands began to find their way all over Snape's body until they reached a private place Snape said what they had been waiting for.

"I'll do anything!"

Duff and Arrow looked at each other, silently asking each other if Snape had had enough of their fun.

"Anything?" Duff repeated smugly but Snape missed his tone because he was occupied in other ways, such as trying to fend off Arrow's roaming hands.

"Yes!" Snape said desperately and smacked Arrow's hand away from his privates.

"Like working for us?" Arrow asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, anything…" Snape was acting the precise opposite from his usual self, it was quite entertaining really. Funny how the man would panic like this, the man was not easily broken but if you pushed the right bottoms… The thing with Voldemort was that the snake condemned sex and rapes, so the Death Eaters never tortured anyone through sex, so Snape was left defenseless against that kind of approach. Duff knew that, being a Death Eater spy himself.

"Alright," Arrow said with a shrug and Snape relaxed. "Although, I don't think you've grasped it yet so perhaps you need a little something to remind you…" he continued and Snape's face was downright comical with the horror written all over it.


LATER

"I'm bored," Ryan announced from his place on Darek's bed.

"So?" Blaise asked.

"I wanna do something."

"What do you have in mind?" Darek asked and put his book down on his lap. He looked at his brother. He didn't quite know what to make of his current mood, but based on experience he knew a bored Ryan was never a good thing.

"I don't know, anything would do… Perhaps sneaking out of school?" Ryan said and sat up slightly.

"I don't think that would be such a good idea, not with Duff and dad being near us, if they need our help we won't be here," Blaise said. Ryan turned to the other boy.

"Oh please! You know just as well as I do that they're very capable to take care of themselves and if not they've got Snape," Ryan said and rolled his eyes.

"I've voiced my opinion," Blaise said in an even voice. Blaise never rose to challenges or arguments, Ryan was the leader among the three of them, and Blaise never challenged Ryan just for the fuck of it. Blaise would only calmly make an input and voice his opinion but he left it up to Ryan to make the final decision. Both Ryan and Blaise looked over at Darek. Now, Darek was usually the one who rose to Ryan's verbal challenges and the two of them could get caught in pretty heated arguments sometimes.

"What?" he said. Blaise looked meaningfully at him and Darek sighed.

"I agree with both of you…"

"How can you do that?" Ryan cried. He had expected Darek to settle it for them. Blaise was usually the one who didn't take sides whenever Darek and he had a fight.

"Well… I want to go away but still I think it's risky…" Darek trailed off and sucked on his bottom lip.

"So fucking what? Can't we ask dad and Arrow? If they say it's alright we'll go?" Ryan asked. Darek stood up and stretched his long legs.

"Let's go then," he said and put on a robe.

"Blaise, you're alright with that?" Ryan asked the dark haired pretty boy as he stood up.

Blaise shrugged noncommittally. "Yeah, sure, why not. I'm not exactly having a blast staring at the wall during the evenings when I can be elsewhere and get myself laid," he replied with a smirk, telling the others he was cool with it. Ryan nodded absently as he too began to get dressed. He decided to take one of Darek's robes because they looked better on him.

"Hey! That's mine!" Darek said.

"Point?" Ryan asked with a smirk. Darek glared and shrugged.

"Just don't ruin it; I'm very fond of that one."

"You're found of every piece of cloth you own Darek," Blaise reminded him.

"Oh shut up!" Darek pouted as Ryan dragged him out of the room by his sleeve.