SEVERUS AND LUCIUS

Snape finds the school calm and quiet, and he is relieved that it is so. He sometimes, just sometimes, longs for the old days, though; the Quidditch rivalry with McGonagall, the friendly debates over the best uses for verbena with Sprout, the surprisingly spontaneous conversations with Madame Hooch, and the talks with Dumbledore that just aren't the same anymore. He heard a song once by that Muggle band The Beatles called In My Life; it has always haunted him. First, it was about Lily, then gradually, as the years have passed, it has come to have so much more meaning. Sometimes, when he's alone...

It is a small house, much smaller than the one Snape created, but it was ready for her at the right moment. There is a single bedroom, and for now it will suffice, but as the two wizards claim it and size up the bed, neither is sure how three lovers are going to fit on it later, let alone the two of them right now.

They'll make due.

There is no talking; mouths are put to better use the moment Snape's bag is on the dresser. Kissing each other passionately, it is difficult to tell which of the two is the more dominant, or rather, the hungrier. Kissing eyes open adds to the intensity and the need,...

Snape looks at Malfoy directly and says, "that would depend on how well you convince me you're worthy of her." There is a challenge in Snape's statement, albeit a teasing one, and Malfoy is more than prepared to meet that challenge. He nods politely to Elsbet first, then leans forward and kisses Snape again. It's a long kiss, long and sensuous, and before it's done the two wizards are fumbling with each other again. Elsbet giggles when Snape groans softly and she begins to undo his trousers. Their lips part and Malfoy glances down, then catches her hands. "Shall we move this to your room?"...