Always.. (Snames fanfic)

Chapter one

James walked around the school, meeting his old "friends" and visiting his old classrooms. He found a door, which was painted black and had an S on it. It was of course near the Slytherin dorm. 'I WONDER WHO'S DORM THIS IS!' James thought. He knocked on the door only to hear a faint, "Come in" from behind it. He went into the dorm to see a very familiar man sitting in the kitchen eating. "Hey Loser!" James chuckled. Snape growled and threw the worst thing ever, a hard covered book, hitting James in the chest. "Ow!"

"Be lucky I didn't fucking kill you Potter.." Snape snarled. James rolled his eyes. "You know you missed m-"

"I did not, and I certainly won't miss you again."

"C'mon Sev-"

"You have no right to call me by my first name James.." suddenly, James saw the amount of alcohol bottles everywhere, a knife who was unmistakably covered in blood, and a random bloody cloth. 'He's an alcoholic..? Since when? And why does he cut himself?' James thought. Snape groaned. "Are you just gonna fucking stand there!?" He snarled. James snapped out of his thoughts. "Sorry."

"Why are you even here!?"

"What. I can't visit my old friend?"

"I am NOT your friend nor an old one.." Snape growled. James sighed. This was gonna be hard I mean, how could Snape even forgive James? Snape grumbled. "Hey, mind if I stay with you for awhile?" James asked. Snape sighed and mumbled. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Fine. But, you don't question anything that happens in MY dorm!" James chuckled. He liked Snape, yes, but he can be an asshole. James chuckled and laid in the middle of the bed. Snape growled. "You get the right side of the bed, I get left." Snape grumbled. James chuckled. "So, you'll sleep against the wall?"

"Exactly dumbass." Snape sighed as he grabbed a bottle of whiskey. James couldn't help but stare. Snape easily drank the alcohol like it was nothing and threw away the bottle. James chuckled, making Snape glare. "What's so funny, Potter?"

"I'm just surprised on how much you drink. And you still look-" James cut himself off. Snape raised an eyebrow. "And I look what?"

"Nothing you dork." James chuckled. Snape rolled his eyes and went into the bedroom and through his dresser. "What 'cha looking for Severus?"

"A clean shirt, unlike you I like to be in clean clothes.." Snape grumbled. He sighed. "No clean shirts.. I'll do laundry later I guess..." He grumbled. Snape grumbled and took off his robe, a white dres shirt and black jeans under it of course. James couldn't help but stare. 'merlin's fucking beard Snape's fucking gorgeous' James thought. James kept imagining.. things, unaware that Snape was trying to get James out from the middle of the bed. Snape was of course in black sweat pants because they're comfortable af. "JAMES!" Snape snapped. James jumped a bit. "S-sorry!" James chuckled as he got off the bed. Snape rolled his eyes and laid down, facing the wall. James blushed more. 'holy fucking hell..'

With that, James fell asleep next to Snape. Awhile later, Snape woke up feeling something soft against his chest. He chuckled a bit, knowing it was James. He toyed with the others hair with a small smile on his face. Snape wasn't one to smile, yes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't from time to time. James let out a small "mmm" as Snape ran his fingers through James' brown hair. (Ik some people say it's black but it's dark brown. Cause, why not :/) he stopped suddenly, feeling James' nose brush against his neck slightly. Snape sighed and sat up. James, who missed Snape's warmth, grumbled and tugged Snape back down. Snape blushed as he felt James' arms wrap around him. Snape sighed and slightly cuddled against James' chest.

James woke up to see the pale man fast asleep. 'guess he likes to sleep in late..' James thought. He got up and went to grab some clothes. 'guess I'll wear some of snapes.. he won't mind!' James thought. He changed. 'they fit. What a shock, and they're so SOFT!!!' James' eyes lit up. For once, Snape has comfortable clothing. James chuckled and his eyes went wide. He heard a small cat meowing. Snape got up and sighed. Snape glared at James then went into the kitchen where a small black and white cat followed him. The cat was half black, half white with a few gray stripes on it's back and it was missing a paw in the back, it's ear was ripped and tail was torn. "You have a Cat?"

"Yep, found her in the forbidden forest. She was hurt badly when I found her but, now she's fine."

"What's her name?"

"Silver on account of her silver colored eye. Her other eye color is a copper color." Snape grumbled as he gave the cat food and water. James chuckled. "You know snevilus, you don't HAVE to have a pet."

"Go to hell, Potter.. I don't need your bullshit and stop calling me that.. your 32 for God's sake!"

"Whatever Loser." James was then hit with another hard covered book. "STOP THROWING BOOKS AT ME! LET ALONE HARD COVERED ONES!!"

"THEN ACT YOUR DAMN AGE JAMES POTTER!!" Snape snapped. James jumped at the sudden raise of voice. Silver meowed and hopped on the counter and onto snapes shoulder. Snape calmed down and picked silver off his shoulder and held her in a comfortable position so he didn't get attacked by a struggling cat. "Just- ugh.. I'm gonna take a shower.."

"Can i-"

"Fuck no."

"Ok.." James mumbled. He really wanted to hop in the shower with Snape for a second, that's all he needed. Snape set down silver and grabbed a clean black tank top, clean boxers, and clean pants along with a towel. He glared at James and slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it, proceeding with his shower.

James began thinking. About what? What'll be like to have Snape say he loves him at least once, even if he'll pry it from the Raven haired male. James gently pet the small cat and fell asleep once again.