The Harry Potter Conundrum

Chapter 1: The Teenager out of Nowhere

"Potter, what do you want? Can't you leave me in peace for once?" he sneered, looking at the group of four in trepidation.

"Why should I, Snivellus? You're only one of those evil snakes and probably a Death Eater in training," James stated before laughing as if he made a great joke. Sirius, who stood next to him and that snivelling rat Pettigrew, laughed also. Only Lupin looked at him with a blank face.

Severus just wanted to reply something to that when he was hit with a spell cast by Potter, and that caught him square in the chest. Within seconds, he floated in the air in front of the laughing quartet.

Closing his eyes, he prayed that the newest torment wouldn't go on for too long when suddenly something slammed into his chest, and he fell to the ground again. At first, he assumed he had been hit with just another spell courtesy of Potter when he realised that his landing had been far too soft for the hard ground.

Opening his eyes, he saw that he was lying on another boy the same age as himself that he had never seen before. The boy had dark brown, nearly black shoulder-long hair bound by an emerald green ribbon at the nape of his neck and wore Muggle clothes that indeed had seen better days.

"When I get a hold upon that stupid bint. I'll kill her slowly and extremely painfully," the boy muttered so low that Severus doubted that anyone else except him could have heard the boy. Though to his own confusion, Severus wasn't even put out by the death threat that fell from the other boys full and red lips.

The boy opened his eyes when he realised that someone lay on him and revealed the most beautiful green eyes Severus has ever seen. Not even Lily's eyes reached that beauty. It was as if he had been stunned, but for the life of him, he couldn't move his gaze from those emerald green eyes, never mind doing something like standing up.

The boy beneath him was utterly stunning from what he could see and especially feel where he was pressed against the other. He didn't doubt that he could stare into these green eyes for hours on end or would overly mind exploring those firm muscles he could feel under his fingers.

"Well, hello," the boy greeted him with a lopsided grin that gave Severus hundreds of very inappropriate ideas. Not to mention that soft and silky voice. He had to forcefully suppress his thoughts to prevent his body from reacting. "Had I known that I would end up under such a handsome boy, I would have let them kill me years ago."

Severus blinked in shock and confusion.

"You must have hit your head," he finally brought out, wondering whether it had always been such a hot day but also what the boy had meant with letting them kill me. But, of course, he couldn't have meant that literally, could he?

He observed the boy raising an eyebrow.

"What? You are handsome never let anyone tell you differently," the boy replied.

His smile grew further, noticing the slight blush that now adorned the other boy's otherwise pale cheeks.

All Severus could do was swallowing hard. Who was that boy that came out of nowhere? Who probably saved him from more torment by Potter and could make him feel things he never felt before. Especially after only knowing him for mere minutes?

"As much as I enjoy lying in this position with a good-looking boy on top of me...I would prefer it without an audience," he snickered. "And fewer clothes," he teasingly whispered in Severus' ear before looking over to where Potter and his friends were standing staring at them, completely baffled.

That brought Severus' attention back to the present. But also that he lay on top of another boy in front of Potter and his idiots. So he quickly scrambled off the other boy dusting off his robes.