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Title: Legacy
By: Vaughn
Part 3/?
Rating: PG-13 (Parts 1 and 2, Part 3 is Nc-17)
Thanks for all the feedback!
"So, you scared him, huh?"
Sirius let out a started yell as Remus' voice cut through his daily routine of trying to remove the paint from his mother's portrait. He had tried everything magical at this point; today he was using some Muggle product that Hermione had suggested.
"What on earth is that smell, Sirius?"
"Turpentine. It's a Muggle paint remover, but so far all it's done is make dear old mum mad."
"You are a disgrace to the honorable name of Black! You...”
Sirius raised his voice over his mother's tirade for them to move into the living room.
"What brings you here, Remy?"
"I need a reason to visit an old friend?"
"No, but I'm sure it has something to do with my 'detaining' of Severus a few nights ago."
"Well, I heard you scared the living daylights out of him. I didn't even think that was possible anymore, even for you."
"I didn't mean to...hang on, how do you know about that?"
"Your chessboard volunteered the information. That knight of yours is quite talkative if you ask the right questions."
"I knew that board was nothing but trouble!"
Sirius walked over to the staircase and shouted in the direction of the sitting room.
"ONE MORE STUNT LIKE THIS AND IT'LL BE BACK TO THE ATTIC FOR YOU! I'M WARNING YOU, GUYS!”
Sirius shook his head at the chorus of grumbles in response.
"Mother took that set away from me because it told a guest some rather nasty things she had said about them before they arrived. I should have left it where it was."
"Come on, Sirius. It wasn't their fault. Maybe he thought you were having him on. You two don't have the best history together, you know."
"But we've been honest with each other for months now! He knows I don't have the patience for elaborate pranks; I lose interest too quick."
"True, true...hmm, let me think a moment."
Both men nearly jumped off the settee when the portrait began to screech louder than usual. They grabbed their wands and ran toward the painting as the volume was becoming unbearable.
"There are rules, Sirius!! RULES!! YOU NEVER CARED FOR RULES!! YOU WERE ALWAYS TOO GOOD TO LISTEN-"
A quick flick from Sirius' wand silenced the raving woman for the moment. He turned to Remus to apologise for the noise. The Animagus was surprised to see his friend gazing at the portrait, as if deep in thought.
"I know that look, Remus. What? What did I do now?"
"I believe the question here may be what you didn't do."
Remus headed back toward the living room with Sirius in his wake. As soon as they were seated, Remus held up his hand for silence. Sirius nodded for him to continue when he was ready.
"Severus and you both have one thing in common, right?"
"We both went to Hogwarts..?"
"No, not that. You're both Purebloods."
"Yeah, that too."
"Well, your mother was talking about some sort of rules."
"She babbles on about a lot of things, Remus."
"I know that, Sirius. I was under the impression that Purebloods are an old-fashioned sort. They have a lot of rules governing social behaviour and such."
"You got that right. You would not believe the stupid, outdated rituals I had to endure while I was growing up."
"That's what I mean, Sirius! There is most likely rules regarding courting, then. Since Severus comes from an old Pureblood family, and takes tradition more seriously than you...”
"You think I insulted him by not following Pureblood courting guidelines?"
"See, you must know of them, then."
"I only had them drilled into my head a million times after I hit puberty. 'A Pureblood wizard must adhere strictly to these rules when courting another otherwise the intention may be misconstrued...blah, blah, blah.."
"You said it yourself right there, Sirius! ’Intentions may be misconstrued'. I'll bet Severus thought you weren't serious; just looking for a quick shag or something. I don't think he's that type.."
"How are you so sure I'm not just looking for a quick shag?"
Remus prattled on as if Sirius had just said something completely idiotic.
"Because you would have gotten that from someone else already. You haven't because you-fancy-Severus. And I'm going to help you get him. What are those rules again?"
Sirius admired himself in the mirror of his bedroom. The elegant, midnight blue dress robes really did suit him well. It almost made him forget the fact that he was going to have to act like a dammed fool in front of Severus.
He had to hand it to Remus, though. That man had covered all the bases for him and made certain he had all the rules memorised and everything set up. Remus had even managed to convince Severus to meet with him again.
Now all he had to do was wait.
A loud knock made his heart race. Severus was finally here; he had to get this right. This was his last chance...
Severus swung open the door before Sirius had a chance to respond. He raced down to the dining room.
"Black! Where are you...?” Severus called out.
"Here, Severus! In the dining room."
Severus stormed in and looked prepared to have an all out fit. The Potions Master was quite a sight; one hand high in the air and mouth totally agape at the sight before him.
The long, ebony table had been polished to a high shine. Every single dish Severus was known to enjoy was laid out before him. Remus had brought him a list obtained from the Hogwarts house-elves. Moreover, there was Sirius clad in old-fashioned dress robes and his hair slicked back.
"Black! What in Merlin's name are you doing?"
"Oh, back to my last name are we, Severus....?"
Sirius-don't forget rule #1-Whatever the courtee desires, so shall it be.
"My sincerest apologies, Severus. As you wish. Please, do have a seat."
Sirius ushered him to his seat before Severus had the chance to protest.
"I still do not know what you are up to, Sirius. Would you be so kind....where did you get all this food? I thought that house-elf of yours refused to cook anything decent?"
"I made it all myself, Severus." Sirius beamed.
Rule #2-Although you will have house-elves and the like at your disposal, you still want to impress as much as possible on this key first date. You should prepare all the food yourself to show your prospective mate that you are resourceful.
Severus was looking at him as if he had suddenly sprouted a third head.
"This is what Lupin thought was urgent! Dinner with a ridiculously costumed fugitive from Azkaban! What is wrong with the two of you, anyways? Do either one of you have a clue as to what is important and what is not?"
"Well, Severus, I consider eating with you important. Might I add you are wearing a lovely robe tonight?"
Rule #4-Make sure you compliment your date whenever it is apprioriate. Remember, being a Pureblood is not everything...well, it is almost everything! Still, you want to ensure your success by any means necessary!
"Are you blind, Black? I am wearing a work robe that is currently covered in stains from three mishaps I had today. I have your pet werewolf to blame, he floo-called me every 15 bloody minutes to ensure I was coming here tonight!"
"I will make sure I talk to Remus about that. He will never floo-call you again, I promise...”
Rule #5-Always be at the ready to defend the honour of your ideal mate.
"All right, Black. I am quite tired of your childish games. I am leaving; please contact me when you have gotten some professional help."
Severus stood up and was halfway across the room before Sirius remembered Rule #6...
If things are not going well, remember to thank your date for taking the time to dine with you. This may impress the other party enough to give you another chance; it also serves to keep the families involved civil. Never forget that Purebloods are a special breed of wizard and must work together as such.
"Severus!! SEVERUS!!!" Sirius sounded near panic.
"WHAT!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, BLACK!!"
"Thankyoufortakingthetimetodinewithme." Sirius rushed out.
"Thank me for...Oh, no...”
Sirius watched in pure horror as a look of comprehension dawned over Severus' face.
Well, it can't get any worse, can it?
Of course, he was wrong yet again. Severus bursting out in a seemingly uncontrollable fit of laughter was infinitely worse.
"You....Sirius Black...courting me with Pureblood traditions, no less!"
Sirius felt like a failure and an utter fool. He couldn't bear to look at Severus any longer, so he pretended to be suddenly interested in the carpet.
He suddenly felt two hands grasp both sides of his face, gently easing his face upward. Severus' face, the one he had dreamed about, was now right in front of his own. Sirius could feel the heat rising up the back of his neck at the unexpected touch.
"You know, Sirius, I was not sure if you were playing an elaborate prank on me or not when you pulled that little stunt with the chess game. But now I am certain.."
Sirius waited miserably for the rejection that was sure to come.
"That you are not.."
Severus leaned in and began to kiss him in a way he'd only imagined before. Reality was much sweeter....
Sirius reached up and entwined his hands in Severus' surprising soft hair for a moment, and then moved one slowly down Severus' chest as if tracing a fine line. Their kisses became more intense and Severus began to moan in that delicious voice of his.
He could stand it no longer; Sirius entire being felt as if it were on fire. He dragged Severus down onto the floor and began to tear at his clothing. When Severus was finally naked and lying before him, Sirius had to pause for a moment to enjoy the view. His body was lean, pale muscle with just a trace of coarse, dark hair around his lower region.
Severus looked a bit shy about being studied so closely, so Sirius reached up and gently squeezed a nipple to show his approval. Severus moaned in delight, so Sirius tweaked even harder, causing Severus to arch his back. Sirius quickly undressed, positioned himself on top and rubbed his cock against Severus' own; the friction was heavenly, but he didn't want their encounter to end so soon. He wanted to make sure Severus had no excuses...
Sirius made his way down, licking every inch of Severus' bare chest and stomach along the way. He was surprised to hear Severus mumbling and groaning under his breath, he never would have pegged him for the vocal type. He could barely make out what Severus was saying though, and that wouldn't do. He had to make him scream, as he had always imagined.
He took his time, and was nibbling slowing at Severus' inner thighs when the Slytherin finally lost his famous self-control...
"Oh gods.. Sirius.. please!!...Fuck me, now...." Severus groaned.
Sirius felt like he'd hit the jackpot. He had admired Severus' ass for years, and to find out he actually bottomed almost made Sirius climax right there on the carpet.
However, he had other things in mind for this time. He did not want Severus to do anything in the spur of the moment he may regret later.
"Now, now Sev. Patience is a virtue, you know."
When Severus nearly yelped in frustration, Sirius decided it was time speed things up. He deftly licked the underside of Severus' thick member, getting a surprised gasp in response. He took the entire length down his throat easily, moving up and down with increasing speed. He felt hands pulling on his hair as Severus bucked his hips upward in perfect rhythm with Sirius' mouth. Severus was just about there when he suddenly pulled away from Sirius. He gave Severus a look of pure confusion.
"Did I do something wrong, Sev? If I did, I'm..."
Severus put a finger to Sirius lips and shook his head. He retrieved his wand from his discarded robe and was fully clothed in the blink of an eye. Sirius watched silently as the other man walked out the door without another word.
Not even goodbye.
About four and a half hours later, one Remus J. Lupin spotted Severus Snape lurking about the school grounds. Unable to ignore his curiosity any longer, he made his way to 12 Grimmauld Place.
What he found there was a naked, drunk, and crying Sirius Black sitting on the dining room floor.
It was going to be a long night...
By: Vaughn
Part 3/?
Rating: PG-13 (Parts 1 and 2, Part 3 is Nc-17)
Thanks for all the feedback!
"So, you scared him, huh?"
Sirius let out a started yell as Remus' voice cut through his daily routine of trying to remove the paint from his mother's portrait. He had tried everything magical at this point; today he was using some Muggle product that Hermione had suggested.
"What on earth is that smell, Sirius?"
"Turpentine. It's a Muggle paint remover, but so far all it's done is make dear old mum mad."
"You are a disgrace to the honorable name of Black! You...”
Sirius raised his voice over his mother's tirade for them to move into the living room.
"What brings you here, Remy?"
"I need a reason to visit an old friend?"
"No, but I'm sure it has something to do with my 'detaining' of Severus a few nights ago."
"Well, I heard you scared the living daylights out of him. I didn't even think that was possible anymore, even for you."
"I didn't mean to...hang on, how do you know about that?"
"Your chessboard volunteered the information. That knight of yours is quite talkative if you ask the right questions."
"I knew that board was nothing but trouble!"
Sirius walked over to the staircase and shouted in the direction of the sitting room.
"ONE MORE STUNT LIKE THIS AND IT'LL BE BACK TO THE ATTIC FOR YOU! I'M WARNING YOU, GUYS!”
Sirius shook his head at the chorus of grumbles in response.
"Mother took that set away from me because it told a guest some rather nasty things she had said about them before they arrived. I should have left it where it was."
"Come on, Sirius. It wasn't their fault. Maybe he thought you were having him on. You two don't have the best history together, you know."
"But we've been honest with each other for months now! He knows I don't have the patience for elaborate pranks; I lose interest too quick."
"True, true...hmm, let me think a moment."
Both men nearly jumped off the settee when the portrait began to screech louder than usual. They grabbed their wands and ran toward the painting as the volume was becoming unbearable.
"There are rules, Sirius!! RULES!! YOU NEVER CARED FOR RULES!! YOU WERE ALWAYS TOO GOOD TO LISTEN-"
A quick flick from Sirius' wand silenced the raving woman for the moment. He turned to Remus to apologise for the noise. The Animagus was surprised to see his friend gazing at the portrait, as if deep in thought.
"I know that look, Remus. What? What did I do now?"
"I believe the question here may be what you didn't do."
Remus headed back toward the living room with Sirius in his wake. As soon as they were seated, Remus held up his hand for silence. Sirius nodded for him to continue when he was ready.
"Severus and you both have one thing in common, right?"
"We both went to Hogwarts..?"
"No, not that. You're both Purebloods."
"Yeah, that too."
"Well, your mother was talking about some sort of rules."
"She babbles on about a lot of things, Remus."
"I know that, Sirius. I was under the impression that Purebloods are an old-fashioned sort. They have a lot of rules governing social behaviour and such."
"You got that right. You would not believe the stupid, outdated rituals I had to endure while I was growing up."
"That's what I mean, Sirius! There is most likely rules regarding courting, then. Since Severus comes from an old Pureblood family, and takes tradition more seriously than you...”
"You think I insulted him by not following Pureblood courting guidelines?"
"See, you must know of them, then."
"I only had them drilled into my head a million times after I hit puberty. 'A Pureblood wizard must adhere strictly to these rules when courting another otherwise the intention may be misconstrued...blah, blah, blah.."
"You said it yourself right there, Sirius! ’Intentions may be misconstrued'. I'll bet Severus thought you weren't serious; just looking for a quick shag or something. I don't think he's that type.."
"How are you so sure I'm not just looking for a quick shag?"
Remus prattled on as if Sirius had just said something completely idiotic.
"Because you would have gotten that from someone else already. You haven't because you-fancy-Severus. And I'm going to help you get him. What are those rules again?"
Sirius admired himself in the mirror of his bedroom. The elegant, midnight blue dress robes really did suit him well. It almost made him forget the fact that he was going to have to act like a dammed fool in front of Severus.
He had to hand it to Remus, though. That man had covered all the bases for him and made certain he had all the rules memorised and everything set up. Remus had even managed to convince Severus to meet with him again.
Now all he had to do was wait.
A loud knock made his heart race. Severus was finally here; he had to get this right. This was his last chance...
Severus swung open the door before Sirius had a chance to respond. He raced down to the dining room.
"Black! Where are you...?” Severus called out.
"Here, Severus! In the dining room."
Severus stormed in and looked prepared to have an all out fit. The Potions Master was quite a sight; one hand high in the air and mouth totally agape at the sight before him.
The long, ebony table had been polished to a high shine. Every single dish Severus was known to enjoy was laid out before him. Remus had brought him a list obtained from the Hogwarts house-elves. Moreover, there was Sirius clad in old-fashioned dress robes and his hair slicked back.
"Black! What in Merlin's name are you doing?"
"Oh, back to my last name are we, Severus....?"
Sirius-don't forget rule #1-Whatever the courtee desires, so shall it be.
"My sincerest apologies, Severus. As you wish. Please, do have a seat."
Sirius ushered him to his seat before Severus had the chance to protest.
"I still do not know what you are up to, Sirius. Would you be so kind....where did you get all this food? I thought that house-elf of yours refused to cook anything decent?"
"I made it all myself, Severus." Sirius beamed.
Rule #2-Although you will have house-elves and the like at your disposal, you still want to impress as much as possible on this key first date. You should prepare all the food yourself to show your prospective mate that you are resourceful.
Severus was looking at him as if he had suddenly sprouted a third head.
"This is what Lupin thought was urgent! Dinner with a ridiculously costumed fugitive from Azkaban! What is wrong with the two of you, anyways? Do either one of you have a clue as to what is important and what is not?"
"Well, Severus, I consider eating with you important. Might I add you are wearing a lovely robe tonight?"
Rule #4-Make sure you compliment your date whenever it is apprioriate. Remember, being a Pureblood is not everything...well, it is almost everything! Still, you want to ensure your success by any means necessary!
"Are you blind, Black? I am wearing a work robe that is currently covered in stains from three mishaps I had today. I have your pet werewolf to blame, he floo-called me every 15 bloody minutes to ensure I was coming here tonight!"
"I will make sure I talk to Remus about that. He will never floo-call you again, I promise...”
Rule #5-Always be at the ready to defend the honour of your ideal mate.
"All right, Black. I am quite tired of your childish games. I am leaving; please contact me when you have gotten some professional help."
Severus stood up and was halfway across the room before Sirius remembered Rule #6...
If things are not going well, remember to thank your date for taking the time to dine with you. This may impress the other party enough to give you another chance; it also serves to keep the families involved civil. Never forget that Purebloods are a special breed of wizard and must work together as such.
"Severus!! SEVERUS!!!" Sirius sounded near panic.
"WHAT!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, BLACK!!"
"Thankyoufortakingthetimetodinewithme." Sirius rushed out.
"Thank me for...Oh, no...”
Sirius watched in pure horror as a look of comprehension dawned over Severus' face.
Well, it can't get any worse, can it?
Of course, he was wrong yet again. Severus bursting out in a seemingly uncontrollable fit of laughter was infinitely worse.
"You....Sirius Black...courting me with Pureblood traditions, no less!"
Sirius felt like a failure and an utter fool. He couldn't bear to look at Severus any longer, so he pretended to be suddenly interested in the carpet.
He suddenly felt two hands grasp both sides of his face, gently easing his face upward. Severus' face, the one he had dreamed about, was now right in front of his own. Sirius could feel the heat rising up the back of his neck at the unexpected touch.
"You know, Sirius, I was not sure if you were playing an elaborate prank on me or not when you pulled that little stunt with the chess game. But now I am certain.."
Sirius waited miserably for the rejection that was sure to come.
"That you are not.."
Severus leaned in and began to kiss him in a way he'd only imagined before. Reality was much sweeter....
Sirius reached up and entwined his hands in Severus' surprising soft hair for a moment, and then moved one slowly down Severus' chest as if tracing a fine line. Their kisses became more intense and Severus began to moan in that delicious voice of his.
He could stand it no longer; Sirius entire being felt as if it were on fire. He dragged Severus down onto the floor and began to tear at his clothing. When Severus was finally naked and lying before him, Sirius had to pause for a moment to enjoy the view. His body was lean, pale muscle with just a trace of coarse, dark hair around his lower region.
Severus looked a bit shy about being studied so closely, so Sirius reached up and gently squeezed a nipple to show his approval. Severus moaned in delight, so Sirius tweaked even harder, causing Severus to arch his back. Sirius quickly undressed, positioned himself on top and rubbed his cock against Severus' own; the friction was heavenly, but he didn't want their encounter to end so soon. He wanted to make sure Severus had no excuses...
Sirius made his way down, licking every inch of Severus' bare chest and stomach along the way. He was surprised to hear Severus mumbling and groaning under his breath, he never would have pegged him for the vocal type. He could barely make out what Severus was saying though, and that wouldn't do. He had to make him scream, as he had always imagined.
He took his time, and was nibbling slowing at Severus' inner thighs when the Slytherin finally lost his famous self-control...
"Oh gods.. Sirius.. please!!...Fuck me, now...." Severus groaned.
Sirius felt like he'd hit the jackpot. He had admired Severus' ass for years, and to find out he actually bottomed almost made Sirius climax right there on the carpet.
However, he had other things in mind for this time. He did not want Severus to do anything in the spur of the moment he may regret later.
"Now, now Sev. Patience is a virtue, you know."
When Severus nearly yelped in frustration, Sirius decided it was time speed things up. He deftly licked the underside of Severus' thick member, getting a surprised gasp in response. He took the entire length down his throat easily, moving up and down with increasing speed. He felt hands pulling on his hair as Severus bucked his hips upward in perfect rhythm with Sirius' mouth. Severus was just about there when he suddenly pulled away from Sirius. He gave Severus a look of pure confusion.
"Did I do something wrong, Sev? If I did, I'm..."
Severus put a finger to Sirius lips and shook his head. He retrieved his wand from his discarded robe and was fully clothed in the blink of an eye. Sirius watched silently as the other man walked out the door without another word.
Not even goodbye.
About four and a half hours later, one Remus J. Lupin spotted Severus Snape lurking about the school grounds. Unable to ignore his curiosity any longer, he made his way to 12 Grimmauld Place.
What he found there was a naked, drunk, and crying Sirius Black sitting on the dining room floor.
It was going to be a long night...