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Give Me One More Chance	By : ArchNemesis Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 34516 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Give Me One More Chance

This chapter is dedicated to my 350 reviewer:

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Chapter 23: Snape’s revenge

Pairings: James/Lucius

Rating: Kneazle

Disclaimer: The characters of Harry Potter are not mine; they are the property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I’m letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

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Beta-read by: Mitts. Any mistakes after she has done her work are mine.

Summary: Twenty-one year James Potter finds himself in a precarious situation after he splits with his boyfriend. Only his friends and family knows about it, but what happens when his ex-lover comes back?

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Notes: As promised, here is the next chapter. Also, would like some input on who you like to see or what you would like to happen next. I’ve already had an inquiry for more of Remus & Regulus. So, enough of my endless chatter, on with the show!

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Of all the things that could happen, Severus did not expect this! Again he found himself staring at his friend, trying to keep from throttling him.

“Calhoun! I will not be a participant in whatever hair-brain idea you got cooking! I have other matters that need to be attended to, if you don’t mind,” Severus ranted, shaking his head in exasperation.

“Come-on, Severus, it’s the summer and you don’t have anything pressing other than that family dinner with your parents, and I’m sure Sirius is looking forward to that,” Calhoun replied sarcastically, knowing his friend was trying to get out of doing this favor for him.

“No, Cal, and if Lucius finds out, I’m not sure if anything would stop him from hexing us, no matter how long we’ve been friends. Listen to reason, Cal. Lucius is very protective of his father, and I’m not about to get in the middle of whatever love triangle you got going on with Lucien and your father,” Severus shot back.

“Nothing of the sort is going on, my friend. I’m just… Look, my father has been seriously courting Lucien for over a year now, and he wants to make it official by asking Lucius’ permission. He knows about the parental bond they share. Both of them are each other’s source of comfort—we at least can grant them what they want,” Calhoun explained.

Sighing in defeat, Severus spoke, “I can’t promise anything, but I will talk to Lucius once he and James returns from the States, or wherever they are currently vacationing at with the boys.”

Smiling broadly, Calhoun hugged his friend. Severus stiffened from the unexpected contact, unused to being held by anyone who wasn’t Sirius or the twins; but nonetheless Severus patted Calhoun on the back awkwardly, which couldn’t have happened at a worse time as Sirius walked in.

“What the bloody hell is going-on?!”

“Now, Siri, it’s not what you think,” Severus cut in, hoping his husband wouldn’t do anything stupid. Sirius always had a knack for throwing his fist first, then if he was in the mood, asking questions later, something that he had in common with Lucius.

“Then tell me what I’m supposed to think it is then?” Sirius snarled.

Severus cringed. He knew that tone of voice. Sirius was mad.

“Sirius calm down. I was merely thanking Severus for doing a favor for me.”

Those disastrous words that came out of Calhoun’s mouth were Sirius’ breaking point for his jealousy. Calhoun eyes went wide with surprise when Sirius reeled back with his right fist. Sirius punched him in the jaw, then proceeded to fight with Calhoun.

The Potions master was at a loss on what to do. He didn’t want to spoil his surprise for his hot-headed husband just yet, but it looked as if he had too.

“Father!”

All movement ceased. Standing in all her glory of five-foot-two was the female Black heir, Sheridan, and behind off to the side was her twin brother, Orion, looking bored as if this was a common occurrence in their house.

Quickly as he could, Sirius stood up, trying to straighten out his clothes and hair as it came loose from the band that held the lengthy dark locks in place.

“Mr. Calhoun, are you alright?” she asked as the man in question wobbled to his feet, dusting off his long coat.

“Why yes, my dear, your father is a jealous man and rightfully so. I would be too for having a beautiful spouse as Severus,” Calhoun answered kissing the back of Sheri’s hand and giving her a saucy wink, causing her to blush prettily.

Sirius growled at the improper display, and was about to launch himself at his lawyer friend again, hating the way how Calhoun was openly flirting with his daughter. “Why you-”

“Stop it, Calhoun, you’re making Sirius madder than what he should be, and let go of my daughter’s hand if you value any pertinent body parts,” Severus threatened, on the verge of brandishing his wand, not liking what he was seeing as well.

The Potions master realized the attraction between his daughter and friend. This was a subject that he was hesitant to discuss with Sirius. Sheridan would be of age come the following year, and Severus was quite sure that the offers would start pouring in for their daughter’s hand in marriage.

After all, regardless of who Sirius was married to, his offspring were of the Noble and Ancient House of Black. And just about anyone who wanted to get their hands on a Black’s family fortune would make a bid at auctioning their sons off to marry Sheridan.

Luckily, Severus didn’t have to worry about Orion. The older twin was able to choose who he wanted to marry just as long as they (he and Sirius) approved of the person. It was rare to find someone who didn’t want the prestige of a name or money.

Yet, as far as Severus could tell, Sheridan had not shown any outward fascination for anyone close to her age. He hoped that one of Lucius’ boys had caught her fancy, but Harry and Draco remained aloof around her, treating Sheridan as nothing more than their baby sister.

The only one Sheridan seemed interested in was with Calhoun. Severus closed his eyes in thought over that. He didn’t have anything against Calhoun, but the man was just… well, too old for his baby girl. Calhoun was like an uncle to his children, and it would just be plain weird for him to be Sheridan’s husband.

No, this would definitely not sit well with Sirius at all. Maybe it was time to have a heart to heart discussion with his husband about Sheridan’s future.

“Orion, maybe you should be the gentleman, and escort our friend out. This way it will give your father a cooling off moment, hmm?” Severus suggested carefully, eyeing Sirius. The animagus looked ready to have another go at Calhoun. Sirius’ fists were clenched tightly at his sides; knuckles were white from the lack of blood circulation.

“I’ll go too,” Sheridan added, making a grab for her cloak on the peg next to the front door.

Severus intercepted her from taking one step toward Calhoun.

“No, sweetheart, remember that Miss Granger and Miss Weasley are waiting for you in Diagon Alley for some shopping. Now if you hurry, you’ll only be a few minutes late,” Severus said taking his daughter by the shoulders and guiding her to the fireplace towards the Three Broomsticks. This was girls’ night out, and Sheridan and Hermione were spending the night at the Burrow. Now he needed to figure out a way to get Orion out of the house.

“What are you up to, Sev?” Sirius asked. He saw the plotting look in his mate’s obsidian orbs.

“Nothing, why?”

“I snapped my fingers a couple of times before you even looked my way. Now, tell me,” Sirius demanded.

Turning sharply to his beloved, Severus draped his arms around Sirius’ neck, pulling him close. “If you must know, husband, I was merely thinking on how to get your son to leave without making it so blatantly obvious that I want him gone,” Severus purred, running slender fingers along Sirius’ chest, then pressed their lips together.

Backing Severus into a wall, Sirius swiped his tongue over slightly parted lips, wanting more. Within moments Sirius unbuttoned the dark vest and white shirt that was blocking him from getting to the smooth creamy pale skin of his bond-mate. He teased the flesh at the shoulder and neck, causing Severus to groan. The Potions master tilted his head back a little to allow Sirius better access. Sirius worked the now reddish spot on Severus’ neck, marking his beloved for all to see.

Heat blossomed in Severus’ stomach as it traveled downward to his budding erection, barely able to breathe as Sirius gently stroked his manhood. Sirius eased Severus to the floor in order to remove the Potions master of his trousers, and the rest of his articles of clothing. Then Sirius proceeded to ravage his mate in the foyer.

Apparently, this was something Severus had anticipated as he fumbled with his outer robe to retrieve the phial of oil, handing it to Sirius. Grey eyes danced with lust.

“You planned this,” Sirius accused, removing the stopper, allowing the cool liquid to languidly drip on the proudly standing penis of his lover.

Running his fingers up and down the silky appendage, coating them with the oil, which also included the steady thin stream of pre-ejaculate that was oozing from the moist slit, Sirius edged his slender digits to his husband’s taut entrance.

He wiggled his index finger into the crinkled hole, all the way to the last joint. Hearing Severus deliciously whimper, Sirius added his middle finger, thrusting a few times before scissoring them back and forth and added his ring-finger, widening Severus up a bit more. No longer able to take being impaled on Sirius’ fingers, Severus stilled, about to spill his pent-up load. But he whimpered out of frustration because Sirius had choked off his release.

“Please, Siri, let me come,” Severus begged. Under normal circumstances, Severus would not have begged or even pleaded, but this was his lover, the only man he would submit to.

“Oh, no… not yet, Sev,” Sirius whispered, removing his fingers from the now loosened channel and inserting his leaking rock-hard cock. Not stopping until he was fully seated in his husband’s twitching passage, Sirius immediately pulled out, ramming back in—never giving Severus a minute to form a coherent thought. Sirius repeated this pace, slowly building up to a gratifying rhythm with them panting in need. Sweat trickled down their faces leaving their bodies damp and slippery.

Sirius continued plunging into the fiery depths of his lover, extracting every delectable moan and howl from Severus. He glanced down the lithe body underneath his, and Sirius thought that he couldn’t be turned-on any further than what he was. Severus’ cheeks were rosy, and his dark eyes half hidden, lips swollen and red, onyx hair clinging to his head, mouth partly opened softly grunting with every inward stroke. Sirius summed up his husband in a word, “Beautiful.”

Not hearing the front door open and close, Sirius didn’t pause in his sensual ministrations of loving Severus, even when they heard, “Merlin’s beard! Mum, Dad! Please, this is something that a child should never see of their parents,” Orion squawked, as he came back into the house to walk in on his parents in the middle of having sex.

The oldest Black heir just knew he was going to be scarred for life after witnessing such an act. “Um… don’t mind me… I’ll… uh… get over to Blaise’s house. Bye!” Orion took off, not wondering if his parents were going to give their consent or not.

“Well, you’ve managed to get your son to leave,” Sirius said as he continued long even strokes within his lover’s tight channel.

“Of course, no thanks to you,” Severus managed to grasp as his prostrate was hit with each sinful stab from his husband’s cock.

The house at that point was silent, with only the harsh sounds of their labored breathing which was resonating within the walkway of their home.

oOoOoOo

Stumbling out of the fireplace, Orion landed face down on his friend. Blaise was amazingly stunned to see Orion, as they were going to hang out next weekend with Harry and Draco.

“Hide me, Blaise!” Orion said fearfully.

“Oh, dear. Orion is that you?” Mrs. Zambini asked, shocked at the scared look on her son’s friend’s visage. She happened to be walking by Orion shot out of the floo.

“Mum, I think something’s wrong with him,” Blaise said, as Orion trembled in his arms. “Maybe I should firecall Professor Snape-”

“No! I mean my mum is a little busy at the moment, and I don’t want him to be disturbed. If it’s all the same, Mrs. Zambini, could I stay the night?” Orion was pleading with his eyes for her to say yes. He couldn’t face his parents so soon after… He shook his head at the mental image of his mum and dad.

“But of course, dear. I’ll send an owl informing Severus where you are,” Mrs. Zambini replied as she went in search of her husband to let him know of their overnight guest.

Once his mother was out of ear shot, Blaise rounded on his friend. “What gives, Black?! You look as if you saw Grindlewald.”

Orion walked away, heading toward the spiral staircase. “Let’s go to your room and I’ll tell you all about it, k?”

Nodding, Blaise lead the way for what he thought to be an interesting conversation.

oOoOoOo

Severus crept out of bed leaving his husband sound asleep. They had managed to make it to their bedroom once it was quite clear that coupling on hard wood floors was not good for their backs or their knees.

Slipping on his evening robe and running his fingers through silken raven hair, Severus opened the door, taking one long fleeting look at his husband, his cock stirring at the tempting sight. Sirius was stretched out on his back with the top sheet bunched at his hips, his erection at half-mass.

Maybe Sirius knew that Severus was watching him while he slumbered, Severus would never know, but in that instance, Sirius mumbled something and grabbed his dick and began jacking-off.

The former Slytherin watched, fascinated as he too took hold of his own dick, pumping in synch with Sirius until both came. Sirius did not waken, still keeping his hand on his flaccid member, and Severus silently groaned, heading to the bathroom to clean himself of the mess he made before going to his lab.

oOoOoOo

The potion Severus had been working on was ready. This particular draught had been in the making for over several years. Severus worked non-stop researching the different types of plants and animal extracts after roaming through the Black extensive library.

There were books that not even Dumbledore knew of, he was quite sure of that as the majority of the tomes were of forbidden spells and curses. Stacks upon stacks of scrolls were littered around the circular hidden chamber that Sirius had once told him about when they were younger. And because Severus was bonded with Sirius, he too was granted access.

So, during his vacation time, Severus and the kids spent their summers at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Even after Lupin and Regulus started living there, Severus always made it a point to stay at least one month out of the summer in the old, cold, mold infested decrypted house, trying to find a solution to his ever present bane.

And now years later, Severus made his break through. Although human testing was outlawed centuries ago, he wasn’t without a proper guinea pig—especially since the Dark Lord had him labeled as a traitor.

Severus managed to catch a Death Eater, whose name he couldn’t remember now as the bumbling oaf wasn’t in Voldemort’s inner-circle, and those of a lesser status, Severus didn’t even bother learning who they were. But the idiot should have known better than to try to take Severus on, alone.

The fool had actually managed to keep Severus from pulling out his wand, but he hadn’t expected the ex-Death Eater to perform wandless magic. Severus had knocked out his attacker, throwing him against a brick wall. Severus knew he should be a bit more careful, but it was a Hogsmead weekend for the students, and it was his turn to chaperone along with Professor Flitwick.

He had quickly apparated directly home with his passenger, depositing his heavy load in the first empty cell he came across, and then apparated back to Hogsmead before anyone realized he had went missing.

Now, the Potions master walked into the lower bowels of the manor to the dank dark dungeon. In the distance, Severus heard incoherent ramblings. Arriving to the only occupied cell, obsidian orbs gazed merrily at the pathetic creature that was once considered a man.

Hardly anything was left of the man. Skin was sunken, practically wasting away from the bones. Where a head full of auburn hair once shone, now only a bald head could be seen; with holes eaten throughout the scalp. Worms were making their way from the inside-out, resembling a rotten apple.

Bending down, Severus spotted the chunks of food. The bloke could no longer keep anything down. The house-elves fed him daily. Severus wasn’t that cruel not to feed the man, he was after all a guest, but the draught Severus brewed made it impossible for the man to maintain a normal eating pattern.

This potion was designed with one purpose in mind—to slowly erode the body away from the inside.

“You have been a tremendous help in my research, my stupid friend. Someone should have informed you that I’m not one to be taken lightly,” Severus said all but to himself. The being in the cell was basically dead. Every so often the chains would rattle to indicate some type of life, but that was it.

“Yes, you have been a tremendous help indeed.” Severus departed, going back to his lab to jot down a few notes. Now it was time to set the next stage of his plan into motion.

oOo TBC oOo

A/N: Uh-oh! Looks like Severus has it out for someone. Any guesses? Don’t know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter to find out.

Nemesis

oOoOo Teaser for Chaper 24 oOoOo

“What is wrong with your husband? I understand the need to keep him up at night, but really? Give him a break,” Lucien chastised.

“I’m not sure what you’re referring to, Father? I’ve been meeting with Calhoun,” Lucius replied.

Gasping slightly, Lucien did forget.

James bolted from the room before Lucien finished his sentence.
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