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Snape Loves James for Money.

“Shut up Avery, I'm not a spoiled little rich kid like you. I'll get the money or I won't, go fuck yourself if you don't like it.” Severus pulled himself away from the Slytherin house table leaving his dinner behind.

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Severus felt the ball of lint, the sole occupant of his money bag. His timepiece chimed nine, curfew.Seventh, sixth and fifth floors tonight.

Starting down the fifth floor corridor a glint catches his eye. More wink in the dim passage as he approached the statue of Boris the Bewildered. Severus checked his surroundings cautiously before picking up the golden galleons. This is some kind of trap, no one leaves this kind of gold laying about. Wand out, he followed the heavily laid trail. In the two and half metres from the statue to the prefect's bath, there must have been two dozen golden galleons. “Come out from your hidey hole.” No response came. Whispering the password to the door Severus nudged it open, wand still at the ready.

A positive shimmer met Severus' eyes. Golden galleons sat in a glittering pile. Noticing the eyes that noticed him. “What are you playing at Potter?”

James slid lazily through the fragrant foamy water. “I wish to buy your silence.”

“Nonsense,” spat Severus.

“I have no intention of fighting or arguing. My clothes are right there, you can see that I didn't bring my wand. It is as I say, I want to buy your silence.” James' features were pleasantly guileless.

“There's more to it than that, I shouldn't think you have so many galleons as to go leaving them about unattended. What's your game?” Severus eyed him critically.

“I've noticed how you look at Malfoy. He won't reciprocate, surely you have figured that out.” Severus listened impassively. “While I have no doubt that you are comfortable enough snogging fifth years in the loo, I'm not. I doubt my heightened curiosity would be welcomed in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory. The water is perfect, I think you should join me. You might find it in your heart to tutor me, in realms I may be lacking.” James' delivery was as smooth as Severus' impassive exterior.

Crossing his arms and smirking Severus walked about the space around the pool-sized tub. “You want me to address your social deficits? I'm afraid Potter, I haven't that kind of time. You don't think your little werewolf pal, would be interested?” Severus felt his ego swell with each step.

“Wolves mate for life. I'm not ready for any kind of life commitment. You on the other hand are a Slytherin, which makes you susceptible to gain. Join me?” James swam another lap deliberately exposing long stretches of glistening skin.

“My silence?” Severus cocked an eyebrow at his slick nemesis. James nodded seriously. Stepping back onto dry tile, Severus took off his robes slowly, maintaining eye contact with the greedy Gryffindor. Conjuring a small pot of water-proof lube, Severus left it at the edge of the shallow end.

Entering at the shallow end, it was obvious to James why the lithe Slytherin seemed more confident without his clothes. Severus submerged himself briefly and pulled his hair back into a sleek black tail. “Let's hope you're a better at snogging than seeking.” Severus' black molten pools left James feeling somewhat vulnerable as the Slytherin pressed James against the interior tub wall. “Why Potter, will the wonders never cease, you're nervous?” Capturing James' lips, Severus slipped a hand around to cup the Gryffindor's bum. With expert precision, Severus hit each erogenous zone as though it were a kinky 'connect the spots.' Towing James into the shallow end. Severus laid back on the slope, water lapping him. Guiding James' hand to his aroused flesh. “Snogging is only one thing you can do in the loo.” The way James handled him, was inconsistent at best. “You have bought my silence sufficiently, you needn't worry.” Severus' instinct was very strong; just as he'd known, James wrapped his lips around Severus' cock. Feeling extra generous, Severus murmured encouragement to the Gryffindor.

Severus turned James smoothly in his arms whispering, “after today, you're not going to be curious any longer, you're going to be looking for your next connection.” Severus nudged a finger in, “don't come crawling to me to help you a second time.” The water-proof lubricant worked perfectly even in the presence of soap. Severus worked a second finger in and was gratified with a surprised exclamation. “I can tell you're excited Potter, however it's in your best interest to relax.” Severus distracted James with a nip on the earlobe as he replaced his fingers. James sucked in a breath as Severus worked his way in nice and easy. Severus could feel James shiver slightly against him. “Like that do you, well I think I've indulged you long enough.”

Severus withdrew slowly, climbing out of the water to towel off. “Your arse is nice, but Evans' is better.” Catching James' expression, “don't look surprised, you think your the only one to bed her? Don't fool yourself.” Severus dressed slowly watching Potter watch him. “Your dirty little secret is safe with me Potter. Good doing business with you.” Severus cast Accio, the gold soared into his open money bag.