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Of Dogs and Pawns	By : TheLadyFeylene Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Of Dogs and Pawns
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Disclaimer: Character's belong to J K Rowling, save for some random NPC I made up.

Warning: Slash and rape. Men raping other men. You have been warned.

Dedication: Aw...I don't know who's twisted enough to appreciate a dedication here. Hehehe...sure I do, but I won't mention any names.

Author's Note: Just a twisted little piece I couldn't get out of my head. It came to me one night, and I just couldn't let it go. It sloshed around for a few weeks, and finally I decided to write it out as a story, and not let it whither away as a fantasy in my own mind. Enjoy! One Shot Of Dogs and Pawns "Merlin, Sev, you'r doing it *again*!"

Severus Snape's eyes came back into focus, and he swung his head around to meet the rather insulted eyes of Lucius Malfoy. The rest of the immediate Slytherin table snickered and hid their smiled behind cups and hands. Severus sighed, gritting his teeth.

"Doing *what* again?" He demanded, raising one black eyebrow at the older student.

"Staring at the puppy eyed little Gryffindor."

"I most certainly was not!" Severus rolled his eyes, exasperated. His voice was indignant, and he glared at everyone of his tittering house mates. The truth of the matter was he *had* been staring off in the direction of the Gryffindor table. And perhaps *one* particular member of the house had fallen within his line of sight. But it hadn't been intentional.

"You were."

"I was not! And haven't all of you have anything better to do then watch where I happen to be looking?" He slammed down his fork, eyes narrowing.

"I'd just watch yourself." Another one of Severus' house mates, a rather rat faced boy named Derek Cross, piped up. "That's Black's little lap dog. And he doesn't like it when other people look at his things..."

"I wasn't looking at the damn Gryffindor!" He stood up, knocking back the bench as he did so. He was causing a bit of a scene, but he didn't much care. He turned on his heel, school robes swirling about him as he stalked out of the great hall. What did it matter to any of them, anyway?

He headed downwards, in the direction of the Slytherin dorms. He had homework that needed doing, anyway.

He had not been *staring*. Perhaps...just perhaps his gaze may have flicked in that direction, maybe even lingered, but he had certainly not been staring.

And try as he might, Severus could not comprehend what it was that drew his gaze time and time again to that rather fragile looking, golden haired Gryffindor.

//He damn well near tried to kill me!// Severus reminded himself, flopping down on his bed with his arithmancy text open in front of him. That had been the start. Ever since that night, that rather harrowing night, Severus had found himself watching Remus Lupin, not even knowing he was doing so. And it didn't help matters that Lupin was so damn *congenial!* When they passed in the halls, Lupin would nod ans smile at him, or even say hello. It drove Severus mad.

//This is hopeless.// He slammed his book shut, scowling at nothing in particular. It wasn't as if he had *feelings* for Lupin. Not really. He didn't know. Certainly he was attractive, in a rugged sort of way. There was something wild about him, if one looked close enough. Severus chalked it up to the lycanthropy.

//It doesn't matter what you feel for him, Black's already lifted his leg and claimed him as his own territory.// It was a well known fact around school. Remus Lupin belonged to Sirius Black, even if he didn't know it yet.

At age sixteen, hormones and affections were a rather sticky subject. Severus knew he preferred men over women, and was rather certain he preferred blonds. He certainly thought Lucius was something nice to look at. And Lupin, yes. Then things got confusing. His own sexual experiences were limited at best. A few fumbling kisses with his dorm mates, one rather intense session with a Ravenclaw prefect. And of course hours of self exploration. And of late he had found Remus Lupin slipping into his fantasies.

"I didn't mean to upset you, you know."

Severus hadn't even heard the door open. He looked up at Lucius, shrugging. "I've been off sorts lately. Test tomorrow."

"Of course." Lucius dropped elegantly to sit beside Severus on the bed. "But really...don't waste your time pining after Black's little stray."

"Lucius, for the last time..."

"I'm not stupid, Sev." Lucius held up his hand. "No one is. We've been talking about it for weeks, you're thoroughly besotted with the thing. I don't care one way or another who you wish to pleasure yourself to, but as for the waking world...Lupin is below you."

"Fine." Severus couldn't even find peace in his own dorm. "If you'll excuse me? I need to study." ***

The next week passed with little incident. Severus did his best to completely ignore Lupin, and focused on his schoolwork. Nothing more was said of it. Lucius seemed to have let the matter drop, as did the rest of the gang of Slytherin's Severus referred to as hid friends. Friends was used simply for lack of a better term.

"...going to crush them tomorrow!" The entire day's topic of conversation was the next day's Quidditch match. Lucius was the team captain, of course. Severus had yet to make the team.

"Of course we are." Lucius' voice was like oil. Half of the time it grated on Severus' nerves. But he followed Lucius' lead, rather then find himself bent over a desk somewhere and beaten within an inch of his life. Lucius did not take well to disobedience. Severus was in his own world, however, paying little attention to talk of strategy or brooms or formations. He only came back to himself when he practically walked into Lucius, who had paused in front of him.

"Well well well." Lucius was saying, his voice taking on a rather unpleasant note that Severus knew too well. "Look at what weve found...Black's little lap dog. Wandered away from your master, Lupin?"

//Oh wonderful.// Severus ground his teeth together, staring at the ground. What in Hecate's name was a gryffidnor doing wandering around in a rather untraveled area of the dungeons?

"I'm just passing through..." Lupin said, trying to weave his way through the small crowd of Slytherins. Lucius put out his hand, stopping the other boy from passing.

"No one passes through here. You're in our part of the castle, and you shouldn't be. Gryffindor's aren't welcome down here."

"I had a detention with Professor Kips, I'm going back to my own dorm. I'm not looking or any trouble."

"Well it looks like trouble found you..." Derek added, and Severus wanted very suddenly to be somewhere else. Derek grabbed Lupin, pinning his arms behind his back.

"Well look Sev, this is your lucky day."

"Excuse me?" Severus gave Lucius a rather flat look, his tone dry. He wanted no part of this.

"You've got the little pup all to yourself, away from his master. Isn't that what you've wanted?" Lucius prodded, grinning wickedly. Severus sighed, rolling his eyes. He couldn't very well *leave*, that would find him waking up in the morning to the same gang, turned on him. But he could feign indifference.

"Come on Sev, I've got him held down." Derek chimed in. "Why don't you give him a little kiss, eh?"

Lupin was silent throughout the exchange, eyes darting from Lucius to Severus and back again. Severus crossed his arms, shaking his head.

"Honestly, Derek." He snapped.

"Go ahead, Sev." Lucius urged. "You have your chance...go on and take it."

"Just a little kiss, Sev...you know you want to..."

Throwing up his arms, Severus knew he had no way of getting out of this. Acting as though he couldn't care less, e took a step toward Lupin, who was making no attempt to free himself of Derek's hold.

"Fine." Severus snapped. "If it will shut all of you up, then fine." He grabbed Lupin's chin with his fingers, tilting the werewolf's head up. He sighed, hating himself for this. He lowered his lips to Lupin's, briefly, and pulled away quickly. Yes, he wanted to kiss Lupin. But not like that. And now that it was over, he could hardly even remember what it had been like.

"That was not a kiss, Severus." Lucius chided. "Give him a *real* kiss."

"For the love of...fine!" Severus' eyes flashed, and he lowered his lips to Lupin's again. This time he battered his tongue against the barrier of Lupin's lips, forcing them open. He moved his mouth over the Gryffindor's, feeling his treacherous body reacting to the situation. Yes, his attention were forced. Yes there were three or four other men watching. Yes his partner was being held down, but it was still arousing him.

"There." He pulled away, slightly dizzy. Lupin looked sad, and embarrassed. He lowered his eyes, cringing in on himself.

"There now." Lucius patted Severus on the shoulder. He smiled, his other hand snaking down to grasp between Severus' legs. The black haired boy yelped, and leapt back. "And I see you enjoyed it...now what are we going to do about this?"

"Nothing." Severus snapped, straitening himself out, pale cheeks flushed red.

"We can't let this opportunity go to waste." Lucius strode over to Derek, and grabbed Lupin himself, pulling him out of the other boy's grip. "Come along Severus." He took Lupin's collar, dragging him behind him. Lupin finally began to put up a bit of a struggle, but Lucius was still stronger.

"Lucius..." But a stern look silenced him. He set his lips in a thin line, and followed diligently after Lucius. //And they call Lupin a lap dog...what are we then, to Malfoy? Slaves?// Lucius threw Lupin into an empty classroom, and slammed the door shut behind them.

"Malfoy..." Lupin hissed, pulling himself away and glaring with heated eyes.

"Shut up, you pathetic little dog." Lucius snapped, backhanding Lupin across the face. The Gryffindor fell back, eyes wide. "You're going to behave, and perhaps we'll let you walk out of here alive."

It was an idle threat, or so Severus assumed. They couldn't actually *kill* Lupin, not and get away with it. In truth, they couldn't do much and get away with it. But it seemed Lucius didn't really care. He rarely did.

"Now Severus, enjoy."

"Pardon?" There was little doubt in the slim Slytherin's mind what Lucius meant, but he was stalling. This did not sit well with him.

"He's yours, for an hour or so. Maybe this will get it out of your system. Go ahead, he won't fight back, I've seen to that."

"Lucius, you can't honestly expect me to..."

"You want to." It wasn't a question. It was a flat fact. Severus didn't answer. Yes, he did want Lupin. But not like this.

"I can't do it with you *watching*." He said, pleased with his own brilliance.

"Oh please!"

"Well I can't!" Severus snapped, folding his arms over his chest.

"Fine." Lucius raised one eyebrow at Severus. "I'll leave you alone. But believe me, I will know if you haven't." It had the ring of a threat to it. Lucius gave Lupin one more disgusted look and left the room. Though most likely he was just outside the door.

"Lupin..." Severus said, hesitantly.

"Why do you do whatever he says?"

It wasn't what Severus had expected. He paused, mouth open. Then he shrugged. "The same reason, I suppose, you follow Black like a lost hound."

"Which I don't." Lupin shrugged, rubbing his cheek where Lucius' hand had made contact. "But I suppose that's the difference between us. It's goats and sheep."

"Excuse me?" Severus didn't quite follow.

"Sheep need to follow, goats need to be led" Lupin sat on the edge of a desk, his face unreadable. He didn't seem too worried.

"Yes, well." The conversation was irritating to Severus. He wasn't entirely certain what he was going to do either. He was rather certain that Lucius *would* know what happened in the room. And he really didn't want to face the wrath of his fellow Slytherins.

"I'm not going to try and talk you out of this, I know what you're going to do to me."

"You don't seem too afraid." Severus said, trying to keep an upper hand on the situation. There was something rather unerving about having one's imminent rape victim talk calmly and rationally to him.

"I've come to accept that bad things happen to me." Lupin shrugged. "I'm not going to roll over on my stomach for you, but I'm not going to fight you either."

"Fine then." Severus advanced on the other boy, grabbing him about the shoulders and pulling him off of the desk. He hauled him to his feet, kissing him again. Lupin was slack in his arms, most likely some sort of disarming tactic. It was unnerving, and Severus was finding it hard to bring himself to hardness. He slid his tongue between lac lips, willing himself to enjoy this. But he couldn't. With a harsh growl, he turned Remus around, tossing him over the desk.

"Getting rough?" Lupin asked, bitterly. Severus hit him hard in the center of his back, and was rewarded with an exclamation of pain. A low grunt, almost surprised. It was something. He flipped Lupin's robes up, pulling down his trousers and underclothes. He allowed himself a moment of appraisal, hand grasping one of Lupin's smooth, taut buttocks.

"Just a bit." He hissed, smacking the werewolf on the rump before fumbling with the strings of his own trousers. He stroked himself to hardness, trying to convince himself that the man before him wanted this. He exhaled, and positioned himself behind Lupin. He had never done this before, but it looked easy enough. Bracing himself against the desk with one hand, he took himself in hand and began to slowly enter Lupin.

It was tight. He pulled out, and pushed in a bit more. Lupin was straining away from him, making soft whimpering noises in his throat. Severus closed his eyes, and drove himself in, feeling something burst. He felt Lupin grow wet, and realized something.

"You're a virgin!" He exclaimed, in shock.

"Yes..." Lupin groaned, his voice strained. "You...sound surprised..."

"I figured you'd given yourself to Black years ago."

"Sirius and I have *never* slept together." Lupin said.

"Oh." Severus shrugged. He decided he was sick of talking. He hadn't known Lupin was a virgin. He drove himself into the werewolf, feeling dirty and sick and shamed. He found his peak with difficulty, climaxing inside of Lupin. He satisfied himself with the yelp Lupin let out. He pulled out, wanting to be ill.

"Satisfied?" Lupin asked, voice hitching.

"Honestly? No." Severus couldn't look at Lupin. He wanted to vomit. What had he just done? He had raped Lupin. And why? Because Lucius told him to. And above that, he had taken Lupin's virginity. And he hadn't even attempted to make it enjoyable for him. He was lower then dirt.

"Well, I certainly hope you learned something." Lupin had stood, and was doing up his trousers. He looked flushed and angry, and there was no kindness in his eyes any longer.

"Lupin, wait." Severus couldn't leave it like this. He gritted his teeth, and slipped off his own clothing. "Here...it's only fair."

"What?"

"Take your revenge, whatever you want to call it. An eye for an eye and all that crap."

"Are you...offering yourself for me?"

"Yes." Severus leaned forward, bracing himself on the desk.

"Are you a virgin?"

"Yes!" Severus gritted his teeth. Why was the damn creature wasting time with talk?

"All right then."

"All right then?" Severus spat. "As though it would make a difference?"

"Well, yes." He felt Lupin's hands on his back, rough and slightly calloused. "It wouldn't be quite the same thing."

"Well it is, so just do it." He gripped the edges pf the desk with his fingers, awaiting searing pain and the hot trickle of blood on his thighs. But that didn't come. Lupin's finger, however did. And it was moist and gentle and not unpleasant. "What are you doing?" He demanded, gasping as he felt Lupin brush a sensitive spot.

"Preparing you."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not an unfeeling arse like you." Lupin said, rather cheerily. Severus just scowled, then yelped as Lupin hit that spot again, harder this time. It felt...good, actually. And then a second finger joined the first, and Severus was rather ashamed to feel himself pushing ack against them. He was well aware he was being taught a lesson here, but he didn't care. So Lupin had more of a heart then he did...as if that was surprising?

Lupin withdrew his fingers, and rubbed Severus' back gently. He drew him up off the desk, and turned him around so they were facing one another. Severus felt a bit uncomfortable, standing naked before Lupin, but he acted as though this were all well and good, and perfectly normal.

"Yes?" He asked, folding his arms. What was the wolf playing at?

"Kneel down, please." Please. Even in this highly bizarre situation, Lupin was saying please. After a moment's sullen hesitation, Severus lowered himself to his knees. He wasn't an idiot. He was well aware what Lupin wanted him to do. And he would play this little game, and he would play it well. Reaching out, he undid Lupin's robes and trousers, hand reaching inside to run over his shaft. Lupin *was* enjoying this.

"Not worried I'll bite you?" Severus hissed, pulling Lupin's underclothes down for he second time. He leaned in, licking Lupin's erection, shuddering slightly as he did so. He'd never had any experience n oral pleasures, but how difficult could it be?

"No." Was all Lupin said, and his hand was in Severus' hair, urging him on with soft noises. The Slytherin took to his task, engulfing Lupin's shaft with his mouth, working it over with tongue and teeth. "That's enough." Lupin said, pushing his head back. "Come here."

Severus stood, and was a bit surprised to find himself drawn into an embrace, Lupin’s lips on his jawbone and neck.

"Lupin..."

"My name is Remus." The Gryffindor whispered. As if they were lovers.

"Please, let's get his over with..."

"Fine." Lupin ran a hand down Severus' back, and turned him around again. Severus took up his position on the desk, gritting his teeth again as he felt the tip of Lupin's erection against his opening. The werewolf took his time, easing in slowly, stopping at every hiss and grunt Severus emitted. It was tight, and full, and straining, and it hurt a bit, but not as badly as he'd thought. Certainly not as badly as he had hurt Lupin.

The werewolf began to thrust inside of him, slowly at first. He held his waist firmly, moaning softly as he increased his pace. It felt good. Severus dipped his back, pressing against Lupin's strokes as he did so. Why didn't he give the other boy this? Why couldn't he have at least made things pleasant?

Because he was scared. He was scared of Lucius, he was scared of Lupin, and he was scared of is own damn feelings. But that didn't matter right now. All that mattered was the exquisite feeling of Lupin emptying himself into him with a low growl.

"There." Lupin pulled out, kissing Severus' back lightly as he did so. "We're even." Severus mumbled, wincing slightly as he gathered up his clothing. Now it hurt.

"Not really, but you can tell yourself that." Lupin said, eyes curious and inscrutable.

"Lupin..."

"I told you, Severus, my name is Remus. The least you can do is give me the courtesy of using my proper name!"

"Fine, *Remus*." Severus spat the name out like a curse. "It's over and done with."

"Maybe." Lupin shrugged.

"You shouldn't have been down here in the first place, It's your own damn fault."

"I had a detention!"

"You allowed yourself to be cornered by them. What did you think they would do to you? You've heard the stories about Lucius...they're not stories, Lupin, they're true. Be glad he didn't take a fancy to you himself, or I doubt you'd be able to walk at the moment."

"I suppose so." Lupin was putting himself back together as well. He paused. "And you do fancy me?"

"No, Lupin, I do not fancy you."

"But you stare at me. And you obviously wanted me..."

"Just shut up, Lupin!" Severus whirled on the other man, angry. What right did he have to try and put thing in perspective? To justify the situation? He was a victim...or was he? Severus didn't care. He just wanted to be away from the entire twisted thing. He had done as Lucius had wanted, and he hated himself for it. And he hated Lupin as well, for being calm and accepting and rational. And for knowing.

"Fine." Lupin shrugged, and walked past Severus out the door, an angry and hurt expression on his face. Severus heard a short, sharp exchange between Lupin and Lucius, and shoved past them both. They made him ill. They all did. Lucius, Lupin, Black....nothing but figures, acting out their little power plays in the battlefield of Hogwarts. And he was nothing but a pawn. First Lucius', then Lupins.

Throwing open the door to the boy bathroom, he locked himself in a stall and threw up. Then he sat down and wished he could cry.
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