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Promises of Forever	By : Ravenheart Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/James Views: 18939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I was unable to answer
any review this past week (class starting and all that) But I will
get to it this week! Also, this is slightly darker than the original
and deals with some pretty shady topics and I begin to show you the
perversion that is Tom Riddle (think Emeric Belasco to those who have
read Hell House)

Tittle: Promises
of forever

Chapter: 15
– Together

Pairing: James
Potter & Severus Snape

Summary: James
survived that fated Halloween night, now with an infant by his side
he has to face adulthood and a world that demands his son. Thank
goodness he has Severus Snape on his side.

Warning:
Character Death, OOCness, cuteness, AU, Harry's three months old
instead of 15 months. Manipulative!Dumbledore, Evil!Tom Riddle

Disclaimer: This
is a work of fiction, written to win the NaNoWriMo challenge. No
money is being made from this and no copyright infringement is
intended.

Previously:“I'm
going to murder Sirius.”

Together
yet apart

Snape could do nothing
but smirk at that.

“He stopped you
from sending letters to me?” he asked, incredulous, his eyes
shining with twisted humour. “Why would he think you were
sending letters to me?!”

“Because I was,
you bloody bastard! I can't stop thinking about it... the sex, your
reasons for doing what you did and I want to repeat it all over
again!” the former auror cried, still sitting on the floor but
this time, hiding his face in his hands.

And Severus could see
that James was clearly ashamed of himself. Like someone who didn't
want to feel what they were feeling. Well good! That made two of
them.

“Tell me why you
joined the Death Eaters.” the hazel-eyed wizard demanded,
without looking up.

He heard a sigh, before
the deep voice of Severus begun talking near his ear and he felt the
weight of someone resting against his back before he felt the sharp
chin on his shoulder.

“I was... taken
in by Rosier right after Hogwarts. I knew what he was, and I knew
what he did. I'm not a nice man James, I'm as far away from nice as
one can possible get! I like the thrill of hurting and hunting
someone, I like knowing I'm the one responsible for one's pain and
release. When Evan introduced me to the Dark Lord... I was thrilled.
I knew exactly what they did and He encouraged experiments, I felt
like I had finally found my group in life.”

James breathed a sigh
of relief, despite Frank's words he had worried, he had worried that
what would come out of Severus' lips were words that would ultimately
say 'it's your fault'. To hear that it was of Severus' own volition
that he had joined, that he enjoyed it. Was both relieving and
worrisome.

“So it wasn't
me.”

Severus just snorted,
one of his fingers curling around James' thumb in that intimate
caress they had gotten used to.

“Of course it
wasn't you, you big headed arrogant arse. My decisions had nothing
whatsoever to do with you Potter.” The gentle squeeze of his
finger, too off the sting of Severus' words and brought a faint smile
to James' face

“And you left
because of Lily.”

“Pretty much.”

“Do you ever
regret it?”

“Joining or
leaving?”

“Either. Both.”

“Of course. To
both questions. I am a sadistic bastard Potter, but even I have my
limits. The things I've seen the Dark Lord do... are you familiar
with the term infantophilia?”

“Never heard of
it.”

“First let me
begin by telling you that the Dark Lord is depraved. Completely. His
morals, his goals, his methods and specially his sexuality.
Punishments varied, and even if he never raped any of us he never
really kept his sexual relationships in the bedroom. And those
partners varied... from eight year old children up to twenty year old
adults. Never above. He bewitched all of them to crawl to him, to beg
for pleasure that was never truly given. The dark lord had a special
fondness for honey coloured little girls and raven haired boys. Under
the age of five. That is infantophilia.” He swallowed and he
could tell that James was completely disgusted by the trembling of
his hands.

“You remember the
Benson raid?”

“Of course.”

“I saw the dark
lord rape their 5 year old boy, I saw him tear into him like the most
delicious treat he had ever had. It was because of this and other
stuff that I don't regret leaving. I do regret the freedom we had in
regards of some stuff.”

“Like?”

“The freedom to
experiment mostly.” He shrugged unapologetic.

“And the Light
side?” James asked, his hands trembling.

“Not much of a
'light' side if you ask me... even if none of the so called 'light'
have those same fetishes, well... none that I know of that is... the
stuff some of them do in the name of propriety and to keep the
current state of society is one of the worst things I've ever
witnessed.”

James just gripped his
hand tighter. Fingers clumsily entwined.

“So you think
we're a bunch of hypocrites?”

“No. I think the
Light's side set of morals isn't that different from the dark, but
the Light tends to do things in the shadows, they hide who they
really are, the dark side doesn't. Frankly, I don't even remember why
both sides are fighting.”

James just turned
around, letting go of Severus' hand just so he could wrap himself
around him, he was trembling, from head to toe. Trembling like
Severus had only seen in his victims but he doubted it was from fear.

“Did we
disappoint you that much?”

“I'm used to
disappointments.” Was the answer, along with a shrug.

“From your point
of view we're not that much better are we?”

“No,
unfortunately you're not.” he sighed, letting him thumb caress
the other man's spine as he turned to face him.

“I'm being
selfish here, but I want you to be happy on our side, I don't want
you to regret it and I don't want you to have any reason to want to
go back to the old ways.” He took a deep breath as he mumbled
on Severus' neck, his hold on the man tightening considerably.

“I want you to
stay with us. Harry misses you...” he said to him, not more
than a whisper.

“You don't hate
me anymore then?”

“No... I can't...
I can't forgive you... but I'm unable to let you go either.”

“Good, the lack
of your presence and that of your spawn were entirely unacceptable.”
And Severus grabbed James' hair, bringing him forward until their
lips met, their tongues fighting for the upper hand, until roughly
James grabbed Severus by the forearm and pushed him on the floor,
slowly crawling up to him until James lay practically covering
Severus.

“I want to be
inside you.” He whispered, hastily getting rid of Severus'
jeans and underwear, opening his own pants and getting out his
already half-hard penis.

Both of them hissed on
contact, James giving Severus somewhat reverent kisses as the other
hissed and arched and searched for the goddamn jar of lubrication
with his left hand.

“You're not
taking me without lubrication Potter!” he growled, thrusting
the tiny jar into fumbling hands, watching as the lid was open with
trembling hands an a finger was coated. James slowly pushed a finger
in... and then two... and finally three.

And then... bliss, as
he slid into Severus for the first time.

The Slytherin has his
head thrown back eyes closed tight as he felt the body over him start
to move in a punishing tempo.

It was over too soon,
with James spilling his semen inside Severus as he jerked himself
off, reaching orgasm with a shout.

“Good... so good,
so good...” James murmured, still holding himself up with his
forearms as he lazily thrust inside his potion apprentice. “I
want to try something... but I'm not sure you'll like it.” He
said, breathless. “Hell I'm not sure I'll like it.”

“Go ahead.”

And James gave him that
smile, the one that was both grateful yet mischievous, before taking
Severus' semen on two fingers and licking them clean, and then just
attacking his mouth with a tender kiss as he gently rolled his hips,
causing he Slytherin to whimper, allowing his penis to soften inside
Severus.

When James finally
collapsed beside him, Severus reached out for his wand to banish all
their clothes and cuddle the former Gryffindor close. He rolled his
eyes as James nuzzled his neck, kissing parts of him that he had
never dreamt would be kissed by a Potter.

“I like it...
didn't think I would, but I liked it.” he heard the whisper and
felt his hand running up and down his back, his hips and the curve of
his arse. Not that he wasn't doing some exploring of his own with
lips and tongue and hands as well.

“Pervert... maybe
you can just suck it next time.” He smirked, his fingers
brushing over a couple of scars on James' shoulder.

“Never sucked a
cock before, you'll have to show me.” He grinned, and for the
first time Severus noticed that he hadn't taken off his glasses, not
now and not on their first time. Odd.

“Gladly.”
Severus whispered, summoning a basin and a dry cloth. “But
first I'm showing you how to clean after yourself.”

At that James could
only roll his eyes as he took the now damp cloth and started to clean
Severus. It was something he never thought he would enjoy, but he
did.

A few moments later,
while James was trying to distract Severus again and the later was
trying to keep up with his reading, they heard the floo on the ground
floor activating.

“James?! What the
hell James? What the fuck are you doing here?” They heard the
unmistakable voice of Sirius Black.

“Well shit.”
James murmured, trying to hide his face on Severus' shoulder.

With a furious glare
Severus sent him out of the room, with strict orders to 'get rid of
the flea bitten mutt.'

“James? What the
hell are you doing in the grease hole?” Sirius asked as soon as
he saw his barely clad friend. “Half naked even!”

“What are you
doing here Sirius? And how did you find me? Or Severus' house for
that matter?”

“Severus? Know
what, never mind! Dumbledore needs to talk to you right now and Frank
said you were here, why you're staying with him and not us I've no
idea. But we'll have a talk of our own later. You, me and Moony.”

James just rolled his
eyes quickly binding his friend to that piece of the mantelpiece he
was touching and warding the exits of he living room from Sirius.

“What the hell?!
James!!”

“I'm going to get
changed you idiot, and you're going to wait here or I'm turning you
into a kneazle!” James threatened and left, not bothering to
listen to Sirius' protests.

Getting in the room
again, he found Severus changed into his clothes already, that
furious scowl still on his face as he stared at James and behind him,
half-expecting, half-dreading the sight of Sirius Black.

“Is he still
here?”

“Yes...” He
begun reluctantly, seeing that scowl deepen on the harsh, Roman face.
He quickly crossed the room and begun dressing.

“I have to go,
Sirius said Dumbledore sent him and he's expecting me.” He
added sheepishly, by way of explanation. “Sorry about that.”

“Fine!”
Severus spat, glaring at James with such force he thought that he
really should be falling dead at any moment. “Just go!”

James swallowed,
staring as Severus went back to his reading. Sitting on the edge of
the bed he quietly moved next to his potion apprentice, his fingers
entwining with the others.

“Listen can I...
that is... may I come back later?” James asked, hastily adding
as Severus look went from simply dark to positively murderous. “I'll
bring Harry! It's not just the sex, I promise!”

“Fine you
nuisance! Just go! Get out!” He shouted.

And James fled.

He found Sirius still
attached to the mantelpiece, glaring at him. He just shrugged
unapologetic.

“No one told you
to come here.”

“Dumbledore
counts as no one now does he?” He sneered, shaking his head
before disappearing into the fire.

“Idiot... he's an
idiot!” he rolled his eyes again before shouting for Hogwarts,
the headmaster's room.

As he came out his eyes
immediately found Dumbledore, Sirius, and two other people he had
never met before. One a short plump woman with brown hair and hazel
eyes dressed in usual wizard style with dull red robes and hat, the
other a tall man with brilliant blue eyes and bald, in a muggle suit.

“What can I do
for you Headmaster?” James asked, his sixty sense tingling. Not
in a warning for danger approaching, but a warning that he wouldn't
like what was about to happen.

“Welcome my boy,
welcome... you see, these two would like you to ask you a few
questions.”

“I see... what
about?”

“Such a pleasure
to meet you Mr. Potter!” Exclaimed the woman, extending her
hand. “Do forgive our rudeness I'm Modesta Vang, this is Leslie
Sharp and we're reports from The Daily Prophet we got in contact with
Headmaster Dumbledore about getting an interview with you about that
fated day when He-who-must-not-be-named was vanquished by your son.”

“I take it that
he agreed to it for me?” James asked with a pleasant smile,
even as his eyes turned colder and colder as the woman continued with
her inane talk.

“Well... yes of
course he did.”

“Of course...”
Dumbledore interrupted, before the temper of his former student
reached its limit. “I agreed because you've been away from the
world for some time now, I thought it would be good to get you out
some more.” He smiled, the twinkle ever present.

“I am getting out
Headmaster I have to work remember? In the future I'd thank you to
keep out of my business.” James replied, a hard edge to his
voice.

“Now Ms... Vang
was it? I'll have to ask you to owl me any question you might have
and we'll schedule an interview, but I will not answer any questions
about October 31^st. If anyone wants to know they have
Auror records.” He added, using the same voice on her.

The reporter could only
nod before she made herself and her companion scarce, the overall
mood in the room taking a turn for the worse.
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