A/N: Thanks for lorefor the prompt! Many thanks rosy for all your hard work on the Snupin Santa fest! It was fab as always!!!
Severus edged closer to a piece of mistletoe draped artfully from the ceiling. The object of his quest was moving in his direction. He averted his eyes so he could appear indifferent and moved ever closer to the dangling parasitic plant. A hand touched Severus' shoulder and he turned.
"Always wanted to do this after father said you were something to experience!" Draco sidled up closely.
Severus pushed him back. "Are you daft? I'm your godfather!"
Draco waggled his eyebrows. "Incest is best the Muggles say!"
With a sigh and an exaggerated eye roll he pushed Draco gently in the direction of his current boyfriend. "I believe the Saviour of the Wizarding World would be happy to indulge you."
"Hrmph. You're no fun, Severus." Draco said blithely before moving off.
Severus glanced around; he saw that his quarry had been weigh laid. No one else appeared to be approaching so he held his ground. It could not be too long. Really, how long could anyone speak with three Aurors without breaking out in a rash?
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up just as he felt fingertips touch his hair and then collar. He whipped around to confront the interloper.
"Hello, Professor." She said and then stood on tiptoes. "I hope you don't mind. I've always wanted to."
Severus detangled himself from the grasping fingers. "I think not. I will not be the teacher portion of your student-teacher fantasy."
Hermione's eyes opened wide. "It's not really a fantasy, just some interest. You do have an amazing nose and are quite brilliant and obviously misunderstood."
"Spare me the Gryffindor rescue! Now, go find your red-headed boyfriend." Severus literally waved her off.
Hermione stiffened and huffed. "Ronald and I are no longer a thing!"
"He has several other siblings you might find suitable. Off you go."
"Well, I never!" Hermione mumbled through pursed lips as she stalked off.
"And you never will." Severus muttered and looked around. Damn! Where had Lupin gone?
A house-elf passed by and Severus grabbed a glass of champagne off of the tray. He coughed and sputtered as he gulped it too fast and the bubbles tickled his nose.
"Hey, Snape!"
Severus turned quickly on his heel. He was face to face with the boy-who-continued-to-annoy. "Yes, Potter?" Severus drawled.
"You’re under the mistletoe. A kiss is traditional."
"Did Draco put you up to this?"
"Well, um, he said I could learn some things."
"From one kiss, not bloody likely. Go and have your sloppy snog with Mr. Malfoy."
Harry looked crestfallen for a moment and then relieved. "Thank God! I don't know that I could have gone through with it, but I told Draco I'd try." Harry was halfway across the room in a split second.
Severus rubbed the bridge of his nose. This had not been as easy as he had expected. A party, some mistletoe, a daft werewolf clearly equated to successful seduction. Didn't it?
"Professor?" A sing-songy voice tinkled behind him.
Didn't anyone walk up to a person and make eye contact? Severus whirled around again.
Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley now stood in front of him. "We were wondering Professor, since you are standing under that mistletoe by yourself, if you would be the trois in our ménage a trois?"
"Are you certain it's not tres, Ginny?" Luna asked.
"No, I will not be the third in your little sex game! I am not here alone. And Miss Weasley I do not believe you are even of age. Go find you mother. NOW!" Severus voice rose above the din in the Great Hall; heads turned in his direction. Damn!
He had a headache. A large one. Perhaps his plan had been somehow been flawed.
"Hello, Severus."
He was on a merry-go-round; he sighed and turned. Thank Merlin it was Charlie Weasley! A little sensible dragon talk, a story about something that was accidentally incinerated and one more tip on the uses of dragon egg shells and he would move on.
"Charles." Severus nodded.
"You're standing under that mistletoe and I was wondering if you were interested in something more than just a kiss. I've an amazing dragon tattoo I could show you…the tail is quite interesting." Charlie lifted an eyebrow as he ran one hand from his chest down to his zipper.
This was not happening. A warm hand cupped his shoulder from behind. Oh no, not again.
"Severus, Charlie" Remus nodded.
"As you can see Mr. Weasley, I am not alone."
"Sorry Severus, Remus I didn't know." Charlie hustled off heading straight for Oliver Wood.
"Kiss me, Lupin." Severus whispered. "Kiss me and then walk out of the hall with me. Don't ask any questions."
Remus put a hand to Severus' face and bent to kiss him. It was a long, slow, not mistletoe kiss at all. He drew back and winked before hooking his arm through Severus'. When they were beyond the doors Severus stopped.
"Thank you, Lupin."
"Am I being dismissed?" Remus asked. "I had the distinct impression that earlier you would have welcomed my kiss, but we were interrupted by the Aurors and that parade of admirers of yours."
Severus closed his eyes. This was not what he had planned, or was it? "Must we talk about this?"
Remus grinned broadly. "No, Severus we don't need to talk. I can think of more than a few things we could do that don't require speaking at all."
"If I leave with you, you had better be suggesting what I imagine you are suggesting."
"I am certain we are both talking about the same thing, however, if after the sex you discover that we aren't; we can talk about it then."
Severus smirked. "I doubt that will be necessary." He held out his arm for Remus to take. The evening had not gone exactly as planned, but the end result had been acceptable. He would take Remus home with him, and if he was lucky, Remus would stay until they ran out of take-away places that delivered. If he was exceptionally lucky, perhaps Remus would stay for sometime far beyond even that.