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Poison.	By : JackSoloBlack Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Sirius Views: 3734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Poison.

Chapter 1: An Odd Conversation.

Sirius had wanted Severus ever since he had first laid eyes on him. Ever since the time in first year when he had seen him across the other side of the entrance hall, just before sorting, his thoughts had been taken over with images of the quiet, greasy haired boy who, much to Sirius' dismay looked destined to be a Slytherin.

Sirius had longed to run his hands through that hair for longer than he could remember. It was like a drug to him, a dangerous obsession that would one day be the death of him. The young Marauder couldn't get enough of it. Whenever he saw Severus in the halls or in a classroom, it would take all he had in him not to run over and push him against the nearest wall and show him how he felt.

Sirius' obsession had, in a sense become almost dangerous. He hated to think what others might do to him if the ever found out he was gay, and was chasing a Slytherin, no less. He was a Gryffindor, he was supposed to hate Slytherins for Merlin's sake! Not go chasing after them in his every waking thought, and dream! But that's exactly what he was doing, and it was getting him into trouble.

"Sirius! Sirius mate! Wake up!" James yelled at him from across the Gryffindor table at breakfast that morning. "Earth to Padfoot! Ground bass Prongs is trying to establish communication! Wake up Mister Padfoot!"

"Huh? What? Sorry. I was thinking."

"About what? You never think! About anything! What's up mate?" James asked with concern.

"Nothing. I'm just tired." Said Sirius, who was in fact staring over at the Slytherin table at the back of Snape's head wondering if he would ever have a chance with that one. He knew Snape hated him, and he pretended to return the feelings until he could figure out a better approach at getting his attention.

"Right, well anyway, as I was saying Mister Padfoot, when are we gonna tell Moony what we've done?"

Sirius sighed. "I dunno. Tonight maybe." Sirius' eyes suddenly brightened. "Hey! It's a full moon the day after tomorrow! We could tell him then!"

Just then, the subject of their conversation himself entered the Great Hall, looking rather pale and worn out. "Hey Moony! You okay?"

"Yeah, mostly. I have a headache."

James and Sirius looked at each other, sympathy written all over their faces. None of them knew exactly how Remus felt at this time of month, but they knew that however it was, it wasn't very pleasant.

"Don't worry mate. We have some good news for you, but you have to wait till tomorrow."

Remus looked surprised. "Why on Sunday? Of all times?" James just smiled.

"You'll see."

Remus looked over at Sirius who was once again staring over at the Slytherin table. "What's up with him?" James shrugged.

"Dunno. Oi! Pads!" Sirius grunted in reply and continued staring at the back of Snape's head. The young Slytherin was sitting alone at the end of the table reading a thick leather-bound book Sirius presumed to be on potions or the dark arts. He was always reading.

Sirius' thoughts began to drift to other things, his over-active imagination fuelling the dirty images his mind came up with. Sirius found himself becoming increasingly dizzy, and found he had developed a slight ach in his groin. 'Crap! I need a cold shower…'

Sirius stood up, rearranging his robes so his fellow Marauders wouldn't notice his steadily growing arousal. "Oi! Pads! Where are you off to!" James called after him.

"Just… For a walk. I'll see you guys at lunch!" James just shook his head as Sirius rushed out of the hall, wondering, not for the first time what was on his friends mind.

Sirius raced out to the grounds, deciding just to go for a swim in the lake instead of a shower. It was still early and everyone was still at breakfast, so he had a while.

Sirius threw off his robes, after checking the grounds were deserted, then dove into the cold water, surfacing a few meters out, treading water. Sirius lay on his back for a while, again wondering if he would ever be in for a chance with Snape. As far as he knew the handsome young Slytherin was straight. It was a fairly long shot that he harboured the same feelings that Sirius did for him. Even less likely he'd return them so openly.

Sirius musing was suddenly interrupted by a smooth voice from the shore calling out to him. "Black, why do you always find the need to be somewhere when others are more than likely to show up?" There was a pause, and Sirius righted himself in the water, sure of whom it was. "And in an indecent state, no less."

Sirius spun round, suddenly realizing that Snape had his wand extracted from the inside pocket of his robes, and was twirling it in his fingers. Incredibly long fingers that Sirius would like nothing more than to…

"What? Dog got your tongue Black? Or are you just incompetent?" For not the first time since he had mastered his Animagus transformation Sirius wondered if perhaps Snape knew. 'But how could he? Remus didn't even know yet…'

Sirius wondered if perhaps Snape had been spying on them. It probably wouldn't be the first time. "What do you want Snape?" Snape smirked at him. Sirius liked that smirk, he just wished it was directed at him for a different reason than the dislike etched in every line of Severus' pale face.

"What? I can't even come by to say hello now?" Sirius picked his words carefully.

'There was no one else around…'

"Not if you're going to be annoying." He said simply. Snape's smirk widened.

"You're slow this morning. What happened? Potter feed you a brain addling potion? It wouldn't be the first time." Sirius blanched at the memory of how James had accidentally fed him a Confundus potion with his pumpkin juice one morning when we had knocked into Remus and unknowingly spilled some in Sirius' drink. Unfortunately Snape had been present for that incident, and Sirius had been slightly embarrassed that he'd had to see that.

"No. I'm tired." He admitted, though he wouldn't say why. Sirius was finding it increasingly difficult not to go over and pull Severus into the lake with him and snog him senseless.

Snape seemed slightly perturbed by Sirius lack of a witty remark, and seemed to take a moment contemplating his next words. He glanced around the still deserted grounds. "Other than the obvious fact that I'm a Slytherin, what do you have against me Black?"

"I don't have anything against you!" Sirius blurted out before being able to catch himself. Snape looked for a moment surprised, then regained his composure slightly, raising an eyebrow.

"Really? You could have fooled me." Sirius couldn't reply to that, so he remained silent in the water. Snape sat down at the edge of the lake, still twirling Sirius' wand. "You know Black, you interest me." Sirius stayed silent, wondering where this was leading. "You've always been interesting. How did you end up in Gryffindor, anyway?"

Sirius blinked, surprised. "I don't know. I just wasn't like my parents, I 'spose." Snape smiled oddly at him, and Sirius wondered if he could possibly feel anything towards him. 'He dared not to hope…'

"Pity… We may have gotten on better than you think if you'd been a Slytherin." For a minute he looked almost… Wistful…

"Really? What makes you think that?" Sirius asked, feeling a slight pang of hope at those words. Snape thought for a minute.

"Well, like I said, you're interesting to me… And aside from the obvious differences in houses… We could have a lot more in common than you think…"

'Than I think…'

"You're weird." Sirius settled on after a while, finding nothing else better to say. Snape just smirked.

"You're telling me."

They sat in silence for a while, and Sirius soon began to feel cold. He chanced out on a venture. "Can I have my robes back? I'm cold." To his slight surprise Snape just gave him a slightly triumphant grin, then tossed him his robes from the shore. "Thanks."

Sirius dragged himself out of the water and pulled his robes over his head, surprised to find that Snape hadn't looked away as he changed. 'Perhaps he had a chance after all…'

"So…" Snape started. "You don't have anything against me Black? Then why the enmity between us?"

"I don't know." Sirius' head was spinning him all kinds of thoughts. 'He desperately wanted to drag Severus off into the trees and…' Sirius wondered if it was just his imagination running away with him, but Severus seemed to be looking at him with what almost appeared to be longing. 'Was he moving closer…?'

Severus was almost within reach now, holding Sirius wand behind his back as he leaned in and quietly whispered in Sirius' ear. "Meet me here latter tonight." And then he was gone, Sirius' wand slipped deftly back into his pocket, almost without his noticing.

Sirius stood there for a minute, wondering what on earth had just happened, but feeling lighter than he had in a very long time. Sirius' thoughts were full of engaging images of which he would have dwelt on for the rest of the day, if not for a sudden interruption of his thoughts.

"Oi! Padfoot! There you are mate! About time you showed up! We've been looking for you all morning!" James called as his fellow Marauders made their way across the grounds.

Sirius pushed all thoughts of Severus to the back of his mind until latter, and instead joined in James' teasing of Remus by not telling him what they had in store for him in a couple of nights time.
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