The Artifact

Beta - The Goblet

Part 2


Completely unaware of the forces that would soon be gathering at Hogwarts, life was proceeding in the great castle as it always had.

Severus Snape grumbled as he stalked towards the Headmaster\'s office. His robes swept out behind him causing a very pleasing bat wing effect for his stalk. People parted for him like the Red Sea. The other staff members moved grudgingly, while students nervously threw themselves flat against the walls with a satisfying smack as he stormed by.

The Potions Master was absolutely furious by the time he arrived at the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to the Headmaster\'s office. \"Spring Surprise,\" he growled, not missing a step as the statue moved aside and began climbing the moving stairs. Not that he stopped for them: Snape took the steps two at a time storming up to Dumbledore\'s office.

How DARE the Headmaster undermine his authority! Placing that incompetent dunderhead Neville Longbottom in his Sixth year advanced Potions class without consulting him!


The Advanced potion classes were his one true joy, his oasis of excellence in a sea of incompetence. That class was meant for only those few who had the desire, the ability, and the artistry needed for real potion brewing.

That one class had always been by invitation only. Severus had even magnanimously (after several thinly veiled threats from the Ministry) invited Potter and his playmate Granger into his most special class. The Ministry had made it clear that Potter would be pampered and allowed to take whatever classes he needed to become an Auror. But at least Potter was not a complete waste of oxygen, unlike Longbottom. Dumbledore should have been satisfied with that concession, but no, he had to send an edict from on high that the little idiot would be in his class, period!

The utter nerve of the man!

Storming up the stairs Severus did not bother to knock. Pulling out his wand as he reached the top of the stairs, Severus cast the most powerful unlocking charm he knew. If Dumbledore was going to ignore his concerns and his authority then he was certainly not going to bother with formalities like basic politeness!

The Headmaster should be grateful that he did not just blow the damn door off its hinges!

He swooped in with his jet-black robes flaring perfectly, almost as if they sensed his rage. Severus took two steps and opened his mouth to being his rant when he was brought up short.

The Headmaster had yet to notice that he had entered the room. He was sitting in his comfortable red lounge chair in the center of the room.

And he was getting a blow-job.

It was strange to see the old man, his usually kindly face lax, his eyes fixed on his lap, his mouth parted as he panted with sinful pleasure. Severus did not want to look down. Intellectually Severus knew that it was completely wrong: that the Headmaster and the woman before him should not be doing such base carnal acts in his office. Still the Slytherin felt that he was in the wrong for intruding.

He started to back out of the door, hopefully before either of them realized that he had seen them, but his curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to know who it was that was pleasuring the Headmaster. His black eyes dropped to the dark figure kneeling at the great wizard\'s feet. When Severus finally got a good look at the person who was sucking Dumbledore\'s cock he almost fainted.

Severus Snape gasped as he realized that it was not a woman servicing the old man. It was his own mouth that stretched around what looked to be a VERY generously proportioned prick. He watched transfixed as his own head bobbed up and down the long thick shaft.

Suddenly realizing that he was not alone, Dumbledore snapped out of his stupor and whipped his head around so fast that his glasses flew off.

\"Oh dear...\" he coughed, his usually bright blue eyes wide with surprise. Severus could not recall the last time he had seen the Headmaster so utterly mortified; though he really could not enjoy the moment.

He was too busy staring at himself deep-throating the Headmaster!

Besides, at that moment, Severus Snape had but one thought that had embedded itself in his very confused mind. \'Is my hair really that long?\'

The figure kneeling before the Headmaster began to fad immediately, revealing Dumbledore\'s right hand, which had been working his cock. \"Severus...\" he choked out as the Potions Master realized that it had all been a nothing more then an illusion.

The white haired wizard flushed red with embarrassment as he somewhat reluctantly released his organ and covered himself with his brightly colored robes. \"I am so terribly sorry my boy. I was too preoccupied to realize you were coming.\" He blushed deeper beneath his white beard as he realized what he had just said. \"This is a bit unseemly. I am sure that you had no wish to know that you were part of an old man\'s masturbatory fantasies.\"

Still staring at where the illusion had been Severus said softly, \"You, actually become aroused thinking about, me?\" He sounded completely incredulous.

\"Well my boy, I would think the answer to that would be obvious.\"

\"You fantasize about having sex with me?\" Snape whispered haltingly as if he spoke of the impossible while his eyes stayed glued to Albus\' crotch. Although covered, the old man\'s rather impressive erection was still visible, tenting the burgundy material.

\"Many people do Severus,\" assured Dumbledore with a sly smile, very much aware of that those black eyes were not looking at his face. \"I dare say that you star in many a wet dream in this castle every night.\"

Snape blinked at him as if unsure, before his lip curled back into a snarl. \"Do not mock me.\" He turned on his heels, all thoughts of Longbottom and anything else forgotten in his haste to get out of that room.

\"Severus.\" The sound of his name spoken so gently halted the Slytherin as he reached for the door. \"I do not mock you Severus. I speak only the truth. You are a very attractive young man.\"

A shudder ran through the stiff black clad shoulders. \"I shall leave you to your, entertainment,\" he hissed and stormed out the door, slamming it closed behind him with a crash.

Albus\' phoenix, Fawkes was startled by the noise. He leapt from his perch in a flutter of red and gold feathers, but settled quickly on Dumbledore\'s shoulder. The Headmaster stroked his old friend\'s chest soothingly. \"That was interesting Fawkes,\" he noted as he summoned his glasses to his hand, and set them on his nose.

\"How very strange. It was as if Severus could not believe that someone could actually find him sexually attractive,\" Dumbledore mused as he thought about the fascination with which Severus had watched the illusion. And the fact that, for a moment the dark haired man looked as if he were on the verge of dropping to his knees in its place.

\"This is a puzzle my old friend. Why should Severus run out of here like a frightened rabbit?\" Albus murmured stroking Fawkes\' throat as the bird trilled sweetly. The man had definitely not been repulsed by what he witnessed... the look he in his eyes pointed very obviously to the contrary. Suddenly his bright blue eyes twinkled with understanding. \"Oh my! I had just assumed Malfoy or Voldemort had... Fawkes, could Severus possibly be a virgin?\"

Albus Dumbledore stroked his long beard thoughtfully. It saddened him to think that at thirty-seven, Severus might never have experienced sex.

In fact, the more he thought about the possibility that Severus had never made love with anyone, the more determined he became to find out for sure.

And Albus had to admit, the more he thought of the possibility that Severus was a virgin, the more determined he became that he would be the one to relieve him of that unfortunate condition.

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