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Much Ado About Nothing	By : goblet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
by The Goblet

Chapter 22

Peter hurried up to his room in the Hog's Head and retrieved the items he had stolen from Severus earlier in the week. He had left them in the overnight bag he had taken to Hogwarts, so all he had needed to do was dig it out of his cupboard.

Once he checked that everything was still in the bag, Peter locked his door and made his way to Rodolphus' room, which was on the first floor at the back of building. Trembling slightly from anticipation, the young Gryffindor knocked lightly on the door.

"Pettigrew," Rodolphus greeted him as he opened the door. "Come in."

Peter shuffled inside, clutching the bag to his chest. He was excited; he still couldn't believe that he was going to do this!

"Sit," the Slytherin commanded, pointing to the end of the bed. Peter sat as instructed, placing the bag in his lap.

"Did you manage to acquire our special materials?" Rodolphus asked, straddling the back of a chair to look at the mousy Gryffindor.

Peter nodded vigorously. The masculinity of Rodolphus stance, Hell: the masculinity and power of Rodolphus himself was an enormous turn on. "I-I-I even got a set of his robes," he stuttered as he felt himself becoming aroused.

"Excellent," the Slytherin shot him a feral smile. "Before you go and transform, there are a few items of business that we need to discuss."

"There are?" the animagus squeaked.

Rodolphus nodded. "Firstly, this is one of my deepest secrets, I've wanted to nail Snape's pretty little arse since fourth year. You will not tell anyone about it. Is that clear? Not even my brother."

"I promise, I won't tell anyone."

"Have you already told anyone?"

"No, not a soul," Peter stated, shaking his head.

"Do you swear a wizard's oath that you will not divulge this night to anyone, even upon punishment of death?" Rodolphus asked, his voice hardening.

The chubby animagus nodded vigorously. "I swear on my honour as a wizard that I will not tell anyone," he declared.

"Good." Rodolphus smiled again. "Secondly, this is my fantasy, and I wish for things to proceed as I desire."

"Of course, Rodolphus," Peter grinned. He couldn't wait to play Snivellus. The sooner he could Polyjuice, the sooner the powerful Slytherin would possess him.

Rodolphus stood from the chair, and walked seductively towards Pettigrew. He sat on the bed beside him and groped him thoroughly through his trousers, smiling when the smaller man blushed.

"I want you to put on Snape's robes and only Snape's robes," he instructed. "No pants, no shoes, nothing but the robes.

"I will be waiting on the balcony. We will pretend that this room is the dormitory and that other students are still in here, and we want to be alone. You will drop to your knees and suck me."

Rodolphus placed one hand over Peter's mouth as the animagus began to speak. "I have already cast an obscuring charm, if anyone was to come by, they won't see us."

The Slytherin slipped his hand into Pettigrew's pants and continued his rough groping. He pulled hard at the erect organ, feeling his swell in response.

"After a while, I will pull you up, turn you around and fuck you," he continued, his hand moving faster as he envisaged Snape's pale little arse.

"Any and all comments you will make will encompass and compare my attributes against Lupin's. For example: I am better hung; I fill your arse better; I fuck you harder; I am a pure blood. Feel free to add that you love me and any other endearments that you think of while I'm fucking you – not that I think you will be able to think with my cock up your arse." Rodolphus smirked.

"If you can manage to act as a slut that would be excellent," Rodolphus added, leaning over to possess Peter's mouth in a domineering kiss.

He bit down hard on the animagus' lower lip as he released him. "Any questions?" he asked.

Pettigrew shook his head.

"Well, off you go then," Rodolphus instructed, removing his hand, but leaving the Gryffindor's trousers open and his arousal hanging out of his underwear.

Peter nodded, and stood from the bed with shaky legs.

Rodolphus grabbed him as he was about to walk away. "Just one more thing," he said, pulling out his wand, and tapping Peter's backside. The Gryffindor felt his arse widening, and a cleaning charm cleansing him inside and out.

"For later," Rodolphus whispered seductively.

Peter blushed once more and shyly held the bag in front of him, hiding his manhood from view. With a smack on his backside from his lover, he made his way to the bathroom.

"James has fallen for Lily!" Sirius whispered loudly.

Remus nodded in agreement. "And Severus says that Lily overheard him speaking with Arabella. So they shouldn't fight next time they meet!" He giggled again, and was joined by Sirius. Maybe it was time to cast a sobering charm.

Their giggling was interrupted by the arrival of Sirius' brother.

"Sirius?"

"Hey Reg!" Sirius exclaimed, standing up and slapping his hand on his brother's back. "Come join us."

"Actually, I would like a word, if you don't mind," Regulus answered quietly.

"In private?"

"If you want, but I don't mind if Lupin hears, it concerns him."

The two Gryffindors looked at each other. What did Regulus need to tell them?

"Let's go outside," suggested Remus, standing up unsteadily. "It's quieter there."

The three men walked outside, Remus taking longer as he had to manoeuvre through the crowd dragging his cannonball. He wasn't too steady on his feet as it was, being on the plastered side of merry.

Once outside, Regulus pulled out his wand. "May I cast a sobering charm?" he asked. "It would be best if you were not intoxicated."

Sirius gave his brother a strange look. A sobering charm?

"I'll do it," he replied, casting a charm both on himself and Remus.

When they were both stone-cold sober, Regulus turned to Remus. "Are you marrying Snape tomorrow?"

"You know he is," answered Sirius. He was not happy that his brother had interrupted Remus' Freedom Night, not only interrupting his seduction of the waitress, but also requiring that they be sober for whatever small matter had arisen.

"I'm not sure that he will when he learns what I know."

"There's a problem?" Remus asked. Had something happened to Severus? Had Albus been called away?

"Tell me."

"You may think that I don't like you. And please realise that I am not doing this out of spite, but after wrestling with my conscience. I know Sirius loves you like a brother. I assume he helped you win Snape's affections and love. That he helped arrange your marriage."

"What's the matter?" Sirius asked. His brother was scaring him. What was wrong?!

"I came here to tell you, for I couldn't allow you to marry him without telling you." Regulus took a deep breath before continuing. "He has a certain… reputation…

"He is… disloyal."

"Who, Severus?"

Regulus nodded. "Your Severus. Slytherin house's Severus. Every man's Severus."

Remus' heart had stopped. "Disloyal?" he croaked out.

"Disloyal probably is too kind a word," Regulus answered sincerely. "Others would call him worse, if you can think of an appropriate title, I will call him that."

Severus was a slut? The slut of Slytherin? Sirius could not believe what his brother was telling them.

"I don't believe you," Sirius stated. "What proof do you have?" he asked. "Do you have any proof that Snape is disloyal?"

Regulus nodded. "Come with me now. I saw him with another man in this very building." Regulus pointed to the Hog's Head. "They are visible from the street. On the balcony they were… together, the night before your wedding.

"Come, I'll show you," he repeated. "If you still love him after seeing what I saw, then marry him tomorrow, but if you wish to keep your honour, I suggest that you change your mind."

Remus worriedly looked at Sirius. He didn't know what to think, what to do.

"You want him to call off the wedding, because you say that Snape sleeps around?" Sirius demanded.

"I speak the truth," insisted Regulus. "You may not believe my word, but follow me, and I will show you what I saw. I will show you enough to back my word. When you have seen it, heard it, then you can take whatever course of action you feel appropriate.

"I just couldn't allow the marriage to proceed without informing you of that."

Sirius stepped close to Remus and pulled him into a brotherly embrace. His friend seemed to be in shock, the news of Snape's unfaithfulness hitting him hard. Sirius wanted the truth. If Regulus had staged some sort of hoax, then there would be hell to pay. If Snape was fooling around behind Remus' back, then the consequence would be worse. Much, much worse.

"Show us then."

tbc...

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