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Lost and Damned	By : danniperson Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 24087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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LOST AND DAMNED

Practiced at the Art of Deception

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Theodore Nott was an attractive young man, Severus noted disdainfully. He didn't tend to find himself partial to sixteen year old boys, but with Theodore's new mission, he found it hard to think about anything but whether or not the boy's charms would actually work on Harry. Theodore was tall and fit and tan from summering in exotic places. He had full lips and clean, straight teeth that could become a charming, crooked smile. His hair was thick and appeared silky smooth to the touch, a beautiful dark brown color with striking cerulean blue eyes. He didn't always smile and he didn't always talk, but that mystery only seemed to make him all the more appealing to the female student body.

Severus already wanted to stab the boy in his pretty eyes the moment he stepped into his office. It couldn't be too hard, could it? Severus was doing everything in his power to shove Harry away. When faced with someone his age, far more attractive, and probably a lot nicer, how could he resist? Ezra Nott had also made a good point. Theodore didn't bring attention to himself the way Draco did. He wasn't entirely blameless in the horrible things the Slytherins did, but Theodore didn't make himself known for things and he certainly didn't have any sort of negative history with Harry and his friends. And if Harry Potter could find himself good friends with Draco Malfoy and in love with Severus Snape, how much easier would it be for Theodore Nott to charm him?

"I assume your father has told you what you are to do?" Severus asked as Theodore sat in the chair beside Draco in front of his desk.

"Yes, Professor," said Theodore with a deep frown.

"No objections?" he asked, sure to keep his voice steady and betray nothing.

"No, sir," Theodore replied.

"I doubt the idea of screwing the Boy-Who-Lived is appealing," Draco teased.

"It's not," Theodore said. "But for my father and for the Dark Lord, I will do what I must."

"Good," Severus said, though it wasn't good at all. "It would be wise to do what you can immediately. You know the Dark Lord will want to see progress immediately."

"Yes, sir," Theodore said. The corners of his lips twitched up into a mischievous smirk that Severus didn't like. "I've got a plan."

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Harry Potter sighed heavily as Hermione swiftly left class ahead of everyone else, in an absolutely rotten mood. Harry packed away his Potions book and stood up, smiling and nodding at the praise that Slughorn continued to shower over him. While he had found his newer copy of the required Potions text, he switched the pages with the "ruined" pages of the Half Blood Prince's book. It wasn't his fault he was getting helpful hints…Did she want him to fail? To be fair, he had gotten better towards the end of last year and had managed an O in Potions, but still. It felt good to be doing so well and making such good grades. Hermione was only jealous; when it came to her grades, she had to be the best. It was getting sort of annoying, actually, especially when she was left in such a rotten mood for so long.

"You'd think your friends would be more happy for you."

Harry turned around, raising his eyebrow as Theodore Nott walked up to him. Harry almost groaned, dreading what was likely to come. Draco had warned him this morning that Theodore was going to try to "seduce" him, though they hadn't had enough time together for Harry to ask as many questions as he would have liked. He very well couldn't act like he knew, though…He'd have to play along like he didn't suspect a thing and act uninterested. Which wasn't hard…He really wasn't interested and he doubted that he would be even if he didn't know about this whole plan.

"Yeah," Harry said, feeling uncomfortable as Theodore went to walk beside him, but he didn't object to it. He would at least let Theodore make his attempts. Already he could feel the eyes of their classmates on them as they passed and rolled his eyes as they began whispering.

"I think you're doing great," Theodore said quietly. "A lot better this year…Must be easier without Snape picking on you, eh?"

Or without Snape distracting me, Harry thought to himself with a small smile. "Probably. Damn bastard…discouraging my natural talents and all."

"I'm sure you have many of those," Theodore said with a grin.

"What?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows. That was a bit more forward than he was expecting.

Theodore just smirked. "You know, ah…Draco told me…about your preferences," Theodore explained.

Harry did his best to look surprised and angry. "Don't worry, though," Theodore quickly reassured. "He only told me because of something I told him."

"What reason would be good enough to tell you something like that?" Harry grumbled, voice irritated. His pulse raced, half expecting Theodore to notice something wrong at any moment.

"Because…I'm the same way," Theodore confessed quietly.

Harry's eyes grew wide. "Really?" he asked doubtfully.

"Mhm," Theodore said with a nod, his blue eyes glancing around the corridor. They were almost alone now. The Greengrass sisters were walking side by side, whispering to one another and glancing to Harry and Theodore often. "You don't believe me?"

"I find it hard to," Harry confessed, figuring it wouldn't be realistic to just buy it right off the bat.

"I don't blame you," Theodore said with a chuckle. "But maybe I can prove it?"

Harry did not like the sound of that. His eyes widened in alarm, and before he could say anything he felt Theodore's firm grip on his arm, slowly urging him back against the wall, beside a large statue. His slightly taller body was close and that mouth was only an inch away from his. Warm breath blew against his mouth and he absentmindedly licked his lips. His pulse was racing and for a moment he didn't think to shove him away…Couldn't think of much of anything. "I couldn't believe my good luck when Draco told me that you and I shared certain…pleasures," Theodore whispered and Harry had only just gotten his mind back when those lips pressed against his. The hands moved up his sides and slid around his back, downwards, grabbing his arse and pulling him closer. Harry gasped and squirmed, reaching up to shove the boy away. It felt good, but Harry knew he had to stop this. He didn't want this.

"Nott! Potter?"

Theodore pulled away with a grin and flicked his tongue out to trace across Harry's lips before pulling away and grinning. "Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall."

Oh bloody hell, Harry thought with a groan. He cleared his throat and stepped out to see Professor McGonagall standing there, looking scandalized. She just gaped at them for a moment before glaring sternly. "Twenty points from Gryffindor and Slytherin and detention Friday night, 8 P.M. in my office!"

"Y…Yes, Professor," Harry mumbled.

"Now, off with you both! The corridors are no place to be…" she said, but didn't finish, instead shaking her head and walking off towards Slughorn's office.

"Friday night, then, Harry," Theodore said, winking and walking off.

Harry just watched him for a moment and looked down the hallway in both directions. There was no one there now and Harry hoped that no one but McGonagall had seen. He really hadn't expected that. He figured it would be a slow process of Theodore trying to buddy up, maybe a bit of light flirting…Certainly not full out kissing him and groping him in the hallway the first day.

Getting a hold of himself, Harry turned and swiftly walked down the corridor and practically ran upstairs, nearly running into Draco who just started walking down. "We need to talk," Harry said, jerking his head to get Draco to follow him. He kept walking, well aware of Draco following him, calling after him and asking what was wrong and where they were going and telling him to stop. Harry kept walking, though, heading straight towards the library. To no one's surprise, Hermione sat at one of the tables, surrounded by books.

"Hermione, I need to talk to you," he whispered anxiously, sitting down beside her. She sat stiffly and glanced at him, a harsh look that slowly melted into worry.

"Harry, what's wrong?" she whispered back.

"Yeah…what…the bloody hell…is wrong?" Draco panted, sitting down across from Hermione and beside where Harry sat at one end of the table.

"Nott kissed me," Harry explained.

Hermione went bug-eyed. Even Draco seemed surprised.

"Theodore Nott?" Hermione gasped. "Wh…Why?"

"He's trying to seduce Harry," Draco explained. "But…Wow. I didn't think he'd go that far right away." Draco shook his head and slyly grinned. "So, how was he?"

"Not the point, Draco," Harry said through gritted teeth.

"Wait, why is Theodore Nott trying to seduce you?" Hermione demanded.

Harry frowned and glanced to Draco. He didn't mind if Hermione knew that Theodore was working for Voldemort, and he doubted Draco would, either…But he wasn't sure if it would lead to questions they didn't need to answer for Draco's sake.

"He's working on orders from the Dark Lord…and his father," Draco explained. "They want him to get close to Harry. I warned him about it this morning."

"And you didn't tell me?" Hermione hissed.

"There was no time! You were too busy studying or being mad at me," Harry defended.

Hermione sighed. "So…What is the plan exactly?"

"To get into Harry's pants," Draco snorted. "They want people to get close to Harry so they might be able to bring him to the Dark Lord eventually. Gives me a good reason to be seen with Pot-head and a good way to give him useful information." Draco shrugged.

"So…you…?" Hermione asked, eyes widening.

Draco was quiet for a moment and rubbed his left forearm. "Yeah…"

Hermione just stared at his arm for a moment before slowly nodding. "So, we just need to keep an eye on Nott then?"

"Probably," Draco said with a nod. "Since they want him to get close to Harry, I doubt he'll go too far…But that also means he'll probably be keeping a close eye on you, Harry, so you'll need to be careful. It also makes me wonder if he won't have the other Death Eaters using their kids for shit like this. You might need to be careful, too, Granger…I wouldn't put it past them to try to get to Harry's closest friends."

"Okay," Hermione said with a nod.

"Also…McGonagall caught us. She gave us detention together," he muttered with a grimace. "And he grabbed my arse."

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione gasped. "Did anyone else see?"

"I don't think so," Harry said.

"Do you feel violated, Potter?" Draco asked with a grin.

"A bit, yeah," Harry replied with a grin, rolling his eyes.

"You never did tell me how it was," Draco reminded him.

Harry sighed. "Okay, it was pretty good," he admitted. "But I tried to stop him."

"Why?" Draco demanded. "It's hard for a gay boy to get some action…"

"I have an interest in someone else," Harry reminded him.

"Yes, well, that doesn't mean you can't have a bit of fun on the side. You should use this to your advantage!" Draco told him. "A lot of the girls say he's very good."

"We're not all sluts like you, Draco," Harry told him teasingly.

"Yeah, well, you should be," Draco said with a grin.

"It could make…him…jealous," Hermione said thoughtfully.

"That's the spirit, Granger!" Draco said.

Harry sighed. "The last thing I need is for the two of you working against me. It could have the opposite affect, you know."

"No, I think it would work," Draco said with a grin.

"And I don't mean you should…have intercourse with him or anything," Hermione added, turning slightly pink. "I only mean that it's not so bad that he kissed you."

"Did you just say intercourse?" Draco asked, chuckling.

"Shut up," Harry told them, glancing around for anyone that might be nearby. "Anyway, what do I do about Nott?"

"Just like I told you," Draco said. "Just let him do what he will, just don't seem interested. Or let him shag you, if you really want."

Harry sighed. "I really do not know how we became friends."

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"I can't believe you kissed Harry Potter!"

Severus froze at the sound of Blaise Zabini's voice. He stood at the door of his office, hand hovering over the handle, while he listened to Blaise and Theodore speak.

"You saw that?" Theodore groaned.

"Yes! And so did McGonagall, apparently."

"Yeah, well, it's not like I enjoyed doing it."

"You groped his arse and everything! Rubbing against him…Wha-"

"I was doing it on orders," Theodore grumbled. "I'm not a queer, if that's what your asking."

"Well it sure looked like it."

"Like I said, I'm doing it on orders," Theodore said. "Potter's apparently a fairy and they need someone to seduce him. I'm not happy about it, but this is the Dark Lord we're talking about."

"You expect me to believe you're working for him?" Blaise said dubiously.

"I think anything should make more sense than me being a homo," Theodore scoffed.

Blaise was quiet for a moment and Severus found that his hand was gripping the door so tightly he was surprised he hadn't broken it off yet. He listened carefully, wanting to hear more and feeling sick the more he heard. He hoped they hadn't walked off yet.

"Don't tell me I'm going to have to fuck Tracey in front of you tonight for you to get it," Theodore finally snapped.

"Well it would restore my faith in you," Blaise said jokingly.

"Have no worries. Tracey's enough of a freak, I'm sure she wouldn't mind putting on a show," Theodore chuckled. "Let's go to dinner…Maybe I can get Draco to tell you…"

Severus listened to them walk off, discussing the attractiveness of Tracey Davis. He had known Theodore would be trying to seduce Harry, but part of him had hoped it wouldn't go so far, especially so fast. Theodore had kissed Harry…Touched Harry. Severus could see the images fly through his head…Harry's face twisted in pleasure while Theodore Nott touched him everywhere.

Never in his life had Severus wanted to take points from his own House more.

Dinner was a difficult affair. Severus could not wait for his lessons with Harry tonight…He surely was a masochist, to want to be near him so much…to want to see it so much…Minerva never spoke of what she had caught Harry and Theodore doing, to his surprise. Others were curious as to why she had given them detention, but all she would say was that she caught them doing something horrible and that was all she would say on the matter. Severus wanted her to say more, but he bit his tongue. He wanted her to paint the perfect picture of what she had seen. Severus glared at his food so that he wouldn't glare at Nott or Potter and he left the moment he could.

He sat calmly behind his desk, feeling the storm brewing heavily inside. The seconds and minutes ticked by too slowly and he was tempted to go out and hunt down Potter and drag him here by his hair. He sat still, though, waiting…biding his time.

Finally Harry walked in and shut the door and Severus immediately put up the silencing and locking charms and wasted absolutely no time pointing his wand at Harry and exclaiming, "Legilimens!" with more force and eagerness and dread than he could remember.

He knew what he wanted to see and immediately latched onto it. He knew it was going to make him sick and furious, but he had to know…Had to see it. He was not disappointed. Theodore Nott pushing Harry against the wall, kissing him, running his hands all over that delectable body, groping that firm arse, pulling him close, licking him…Severus didn't note the way Harry tried to push him away. He couldn't see it. He shoved pulled himself out of the boy's mind, pleased by the way he stumbled back and fell straight on his arse, looking confused and irritated.

"Good to see you moving on, Potter," Severus hissed. Harry looked up at him in shock. "Good to see you finally getting over this stupid little crush of yours. Throwing yourself at the first boy who might share your interests."

"I did not throw myself at him! He threw himself at me, if you didn't notice!" Potter snapped, glowering at him.

"I bet you enjoyed it," Severus growled. "Didn't you? He's rather attractive, isn't he? You can't deny that, Potter."

"He's alright, but-"

"He has quite the reputation, you know…He's very good at what he does from what I hear. You'll be very happy," Severus said, voice low and dangerous. He could feel his anger bubbling up hotly within him. He clenched his fists and breathed deeply, struggling to keep control of himself and not to shove the boy over his desk and ravish him the way he so craved to.

"No! I don't bloody want him!" Potter shouted. "I want you!"

"You really should make up your mind, Potter. You can't go from fooling around with little boys to throwing yourself at old men," Severus growled.

"I have made up my mind," Harry snapped. "You just don't want to see it," he said.

"No, Potter, I think I just saw everything," Snape snarled as Potter marched forward, startled the moment the boy threw his arms around him and pulled him down into a hard kiss. Snape immediately wrapped his arms around the smaller body and held him tightly, possessively against him.

Potter was his.

Potter belonged to him.

Theodore Nott could never, ever have him.

Severus wanted him baldy…To show him that he belonged to Severus. To show him that Theodore Nott could never give him what Severus could, could never make him feel the way Severus could, could never love him or desire him the way Severus did.

"Get out," Severus growled, shoving the boy away harshly.

He couldn't do this. He felt too much…way too much…and this was getting too out of hand.

Potter blinked in surrpise and then glared at him. "Fucking hell, Snape, stop this!"

"Get OUT, Potter!" Severus roared, holding up his wand.

"Snape-" Potter said warningly.

It was wrong, but it was the only way to keep them both safe. Severus flicked his wand and watched as the boy soared through the door, the door slamming shut behind him. Immediately Severus heard the boy pounding on the door, screaming at him, calling him a coward, begging him to let him in. Severus turned and hid away in his private chambers, pacing the floors and drinking his favorite brandy, using every ounce of self control he had not to go out there and drag Potter in here with him.

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