WARNING: This is Rape, Lucius/Severus, and Language. I don’t want to hear your bitching about this story. You have been warned.

Chapter 1-Lucius's Prey

Lucius bit his lip, drawing blood. "Damn it" he pulled himself to his knees as best he could. "Damn kid", he muttered. He had been chasing Harry Potter for about 15 minutes before the boy managed to escape. The Boy Who Lived didn’t play fair. This is twice since the Dark Lords return he has managed to get away. Voldemort would not be happy. How could he explain that Harry didn’t know that he was supposed to duel to the death? "Damn kid" took off running each time.

The Death Eater brought himself to his feet, brushing himself off. He looked around the woods, yes the woods were alive tonight. A quarter moon hung in the sky, barely casting any light. Lucius mumbled and strolled back toward the Death Eaters camp.

Severus Snape walked slowly, quietly following Lucius Malfoy from a good distance. Unseen, standing in the shadows. Watching, waiting. He had seen Harry getaway, when Lucius had tripped over the tree root in the ground. Harry then changed directions and called for his broom. Snape had to smile at this, yes Harry was a good wizard, gaining power, strength. But above all it was his athletic strength and smarts that enabled him to get away each time.

He watched Lucius swearing at nature, muttering to himself, hexing anything that moved. No wild animals were safe tonight. Nothing was safe tonight.

Severus shook his head, Lucius was the laziest fuck he new. Lucius hated the chase, the game, he preferred to be served. Even thought he deserved to be served. When they were in school Lucius never spoke to him unless he needed something. A potion or a Dark Arts spell was all he ever wanted. He wasn’t surprised Malfoy had become a Death Eater, though if he had known at the time it meant work he was quite sure Lucius wouldn’t have joined.

Malfoy turned suddenly. "Who’s there". Snape stopped. He had been walking louder than he had anticipated. The rustling of the leaves had given him away. "Hello Lucius" he stepped from the shadow of a nearby tree.
"Severus, what are you doing here?"

Snape looked up into the towering trees, letting the breeze hit his face, his robes billowing slightly.

"What are you doing here, Severus"?

"Lucius, where’s Harry Potter"? Snape smiled it was like probing your finger in an open wound.

Lucius winced, snarling "Got a way, and you what are you doing here, alone"? He emphasized the last part.

"Why, I’m watching you Luc, making sure you try your hardest to catch Harry Potter."

"You doubt my loyalties to Lord Voldemort, how dare you question me. When you do nothing to show your support" Lucius walked around Severus sneering at him, leaning into him. " I haven’t seen you chase Potter. Where do you loyalties lie, Severus".

"My loyalties lie with myself and Lord Voldemort and no one else", Snape whispered the words barely audible. Lucius now stood even with Snape looking into his eyes, rage slowly building under the surface.

"Severus, Severus, Severus" he whispered circling him again, trailing his finger across the mans chest and back. Snape was quite sure that Lucius was up to no good.

"I am not your prey Lucius, stop it". I will not become prey for this man. Severus made as if to go. Lucius standing behind him reached up and yanked his hair back. Knees buckling he fell forward. "Damn it" he had expected something from Lucius but not this, not a hair yanking. A spell, a hex, a curse, something but not this.

Lucius didn’t let go of his hair. Severus tried to grab for his wand, fumbling through his robes. Gasping for breath. "Seve-rus" Lucius singsong voice whispered in his ear "Seve-rus". He could feel the mans breath on his ear. Stroking his hair.

Lucius kicked Severus forward, throwing him on to his stomach, Severus shut his eyes, one hand was trapped under him. He struggled to free his hand from under him. A knee in his back, it was restricting his breathing, holding him down. He could feel another hand on his body moving his robes, the buckle on his jeans. Had he been hit with a spell after all? He couldn’t focus his eyes. He had hit the ground hard, his lip bleeding, the taste of dirt in his mouth. "Get off me Lucius". Severus struggled, trying to twist his body over, to free his hand. His wand, where was his wand.

"I like it when you struggle" Lucius whispered in his ear. Dragging his tongue across the mans cheek, biting his earlobe.

"What the hell’s wrong with you"? He tried grasping for a hand full of Lucius robes with his free hand. Trying desperately to free himself. But Lucius robes were already gone. Some how his own robes had been pulled up, his jeans at his ankles. "You’re a sick Fuck, stop this" he commanded.

"Yes" Lucius dragged his tongue down the mans back nipping here and there. Cupping the mans ass in his hands, biting. "Yes" he mumbled to himself, the dazed look of a man possessed in his eyes. The surrounding forest gone, the two of them were all he knew.

Snapes struggles only seem to egg the other man on more. He could feel the mans hardness against his opening. Rocking back and forth. He couldn’t believe that this was happening to him. That another man was forcing himself upon him, on the floor of the Forbidden forest.

Severus cried out as Lucius thrusted into him. He felt himself tear apart. His choked sobs died in his throat. Lucius yanked his ass up, digging his nails into his hips, biting his back. He could feel the blood ooze down his back. His other hand now free. He steadied himself, weak, and wobbly.

The other mans movements became swift, fluid, he could feel the release in him. Lucius dropped Severus to the ground. Watching as his seed and blood leaked from the other man. Lucius stuck his finger in the mess, watched as it slid down his finger. Sucking his finger finally "Nice, you taste so nice, Severus". The Death Eater smiled, rising, robes back on, dusting himself off "I’ll see you back at camp".

Harry watched from the trees above.