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The Very Best of Frenemies

"The Very Best of Frenemies"
Who: Severus & Sirius
When: 6th Year

No one commented on the state of one Severus Snape when he strode purposefully across the Common Room and rushed for the stairs. He flung himself into his bed and charmed the curtains to close so that he could be even more alone than his own purposeful isolation gave him. He could smell Sirius Black on his clothes and he fingers the bruise on his neck with purpose, pushing at it to relive the dull pain and kee it purple. There was something really wrong about that.

No one bothered him all night. Wearing his collar high the next day, Severus ignored the Marauders as he took his seat in Potions. He even ignored the spitballs. No need for detention. He had mushrooms to cataloge after dinner. Remus Lupin's higher voice hit his ears halfway through class: "Paddy, don't even think about it. He's not worth it." Severus turned to glance over his shoulder. His dark eyes met Sirius's. And he turned back around again. No hex. Just a sneer.

Luckily, dinner came quickly after that and, notebook in hand, Severus left early to head out into the woods.

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Out of hand? That was Sirius's problem. He went too far. James usually was the guiding hand to stop things before anyone died or became disfigured. Severus didn't dare glance over his shoulder at Sirius as James threw an arm around his neck and led him down into the dungeon tunnels beneath the lake. Besides, he'd heard the talk. Sirius's other conquests. It was typical gossip, but likely true. Severus bottled up that jealous anger.

"What do you want, Potter?"

"Just a walk. You need to keep your eyes off of my girlfriend."

So. James thought he was looking at Lily? Severus sneered. "That ugly thing? No, I wasn't--uugh."

Well, he deserved that hit.

Sirius kept his expression blank at that hit. Because, also. He really did sort of deserve that hit. Sirius just leaned up against the wall and watched. Rolling his eyes for a moment.

"Oh come on, you git. The entire school knows how you faun over her"

He said, his own jealous anger coming though. What? You still like Lily? After he fucked you into the forest ground?

It was all just spinning out of control. Severus straightened himself up and leveled his heated, tar-black eyes on James Potter. "I don't. Why would I?"

Severus's smile turned -- well there was only one word for it. Evil.

"Mudbloods have no place here."

James did not use spells. He used fits. And that was fine, Severus was fairly use to getting roughed up. He let Sirius watch his best friend leave him bleeding. It wasn't just Dark Magic that sicked Severus Snape. He was not a good person. He was conditioned since his unwanted birth not to be.

Munblood.

Sirius sneers at that word. And he lets James beat him up. Because with that word. Sirius is reminded that no matter what they shared. No matter how good Snape looked in the moonlight or purring against his lips. He's still one of them.

A dick like his mother or brother. Or worse, like Bellatrix. Pureblood elitism.

He's actually considering not turning up on Friday for the first time that week.

The word is bitter. It's always bitter. It stings. His father, his Muggle father, has left him little choice but self hatred. The beating and blood shed serve to remind him of how like dirty he is.

"C'mon, Pads." James shook off the pain in his hand, out of breath. Severus never once tried to defend himself, not once, and he already proved to Sirius that he was more than capable of it.

And what? The fact he did'nt attack James out of what? Charity? Love? Nothing made up for that word.

Sirius rolls his eyes as he walks past Sev. His eyes quickly searching to make sure he was alright. That he was ok, just for a moment. Before he turned away, letting his long dark hair cover his eyes as he followed James out of the dungeons.

The full moon came and went. Remus was out sick for another stretch of time to recover. Severus was forced to go to see Pomfrey by midday, though he wanted that particular fat lip. Oh well. It was gone within the hour.

Friday morning swept in like a fog on the moors. Friday afternoon saw Severus absent for lunch, and then again for dinner. But he was there, on the seventh floor, with his hands clenched. Waiting.

Sirius battled with choice to turn up the next three days. Unsure what to do. For a long while it looked like Sirius was'nt going to show up. But finally, a voice came from the darkness.

"You've been watching me all week"

He said, as he stepped out of the shadows, his eyes soaking in the sight of the other boy.

Severus didn't turn, though his eyes did close. "And you've had quite a filled dance card, from what I've heard. No date tonight then?" Severus schooled his voice to sound neutral. His eyes slitted open and he watched Sirius's shadow. "Shall I be your fill in then?"

His body moved closer to the other boy. His hands running down Severus sides, his mouth hanging by his ear as he whispered into gently. "I was thinking about you" he said, gently biting that ear. It was true. He was. It was like Severus had gotten under his skin.

"But you said that word Severus. I can't forgive that"

"And you were thinking about me and shagging girls to make yourself feel better," Severus sneered. "You can't forgive me over a word and I'm suppose to feel something other than disgust at what I let you talk me into doing?"

He didn't pull away, though he did put his hand on his wand.

"You've no idea. You'd an idiot and a fool and for Merlin's sake, get your bloody hands off of me!"

He sighed at that, his eyes closing as he pressed himself closer. His hands roaming over that body as he kissed Snape's neck. "I did'nt talk you into it. You let me do it" he said, as his hand drifted down to cup that cock though Severus pants. "And you want this again, or you would'nt have showed up"

Severus's lips pulled upwards as he breathed in time with Sirius. He focused on that crack in the wall in front of him and tried not to lose sight of it. "And--"

His voice cracked as he continued, reacting in no other way save that--

"You let him beat two teeth loose."

This entire thing was messed up. And oh Merlin, did Sirius have to be so close?

"I stared. You didn't look back. What is this? Why are you here?" Severus was just a shag. And that hurt him, but he swallowed it up.

"What would you had me do?"

He replied, his hands moving away from his body as he walked over to lean on the wall. He was partly ashamed of that. But, that was something between Snape and James. "You insulted Lily, what did you expect to happen?

He leaned against the wall as he looked over at him.

"I'm here, because you got under my skin Severus. I keep thinking about you. Your not just a shag"

Severus laughed and finally turned back to Sirius. "I insulted Lily before he tried to figure out what I was doing staring at you." He ripped open his collar. The bruises had been barely hidden by the cloth. "Or figured out who gave me these. Potter--" Disgusting, terrible, annoying Potter!-- "is a devastatingly clever boy."

Sirius was a bit dense. He went off to have fun knocking boots around the school and Severus got himself punched senseless to protect him.

"You think I came up here to be fucked, Black. And you're wrong." Well. Not really. Severus just needed his tantrum.

"And If I had lifted a finger to save you. He would have know something was up"

He said, glaring back at Snape but his eyes focused on those bruises. Like terrible reminders of what they had done. He went off to knock boots to try and knock that image of Snape out of his mind. Yet here was again> Clearly it did'nt work.

"Then why did you show up Snape? To tell me how terrible dull and dumb I am.How wrong I was? How my touch disgusted you??"

Severus pressed his pale lips together until they deepened to a cherry red. He looked at Sirius with an oddly unreadable emotion. "I didn't ask you to life a finger? No. Listen to me. You are dull. You are dumb. You're wrong, you're always wrong. And that's why my using that word is unforgivable to you and why..."

Severus was defeated. It stung.

"And why I can forget your short comings. I'm better than you, Sirius Black, but you've gotten under my skin as well."

Those words rang in Sirius's head. Sounded very much what his mother said when he finally left home. His hands curl in the castle hallway, as his anger shimmered gently. He's not wrong. He's not dumb. His eyes snapped up at Severus at "I'm better then you". Because, he was'nt. Snape was a spineless git. He had friends. A life. He could have any boy or girl he wanted and Sirius chose to fuck Snape. To come back tonight.

"And then what do we do? Severus?" He said that name again, as he gently pulled his long hair back into a poinytail. Quickly tying it up with some black string.

Severus was a boy of singular desire for self destruction. He accepted pain as a form of tenderness and took any contact as good contact. And that was why he moved across to Sirius and gave him a push, sending him into the wall.

"What do we do? We have rules," he murmured, heated, his mouth against Sirius' a moment later.

Sirius blinked as he was pushed into the wall. The cool stone up against his back, he was almost ready to push back but then those lips were on his mouth. And all that anger faded away. He melted into the other boy. His hands placing themselves on Snape's hips as they kissed. It took a good four minutes before Sirius finally pulled away, panting softly. A dull blush over his features.

"...What rules"

"Whatever we decide," Severus murmured. "Difficult rules. To keep us both safe. "I... I want you to promise that there's going to be no one else. If you want a shag, you come to me."

Sirius blinked at that rule. Because...really? That was bordering on boyfriend territory there. His hands gently squeezed Snape's waist before he pulled him close. His lips running over the shell of his ear. "And if I want it every day?"

He purred gently. It's true. Sirius was quite the horny fucker.

"Fine. My turn. You don't ever use that word about me or any of my friends" he said as he bit that earlobe gently.

Severus didn't need exclusivity for that reason. He just refused to sleep with someone sleeping with other people. It disgusted him to think of where Sirius's cock might have been. The boy wanted to put that very organ into him afterward? No. A thousand times no.

He clung to the front of Sirius's robes, fingers moving to the shirt beneath. "I won't say it," Severus promised. Compromise. It was all about compromise. "But no, you can't have sex whenever you want it. There are logistical reasons. And I'm not your whore."

He had an odd feeling that he was talking like a woman. He needed to rectify that.

"I want to try being the one to penetrate."

Hey. As long as Snape could keep him satisfied. He would hardly need to go in search of girls, now would he?

He shivered at those fingers, his near midnight eyes watching Snape. His eyebrows raised in shock. He hadn't expected Snape to agree to that. He pouted teasingly at that fact he could'nt get sex when he wanted. "Meanie"

He gently ran his fingers over those marks on Snape's neck as he nodded. He did'nt take a moment. Like he knew that was coming.

"Of course"

"And--" Yes, there were more demands. There were always more demands. Their eyes met for a moment as Severus once more ripped the buttons from Sirius's shirt. He liked being destructive, what could he say? "And if you get tired of me, you say it. You tell me. I won't hang on. I'm not those dozens of girls that still want you."

Severus tugged the shirt from Sirius's shoulders and bit eagerly into his mouth.

"Anything else?"

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