It all started by accident really it was completely and accident one of those times in life where it happens seemingly all on its own as if fated by the gods or something. He hadn't meant it to happen and he hadn't even thought it was possible, never actually considered it either. Who would, it was mad, impossibly insane and truly unthinkable that it would ever happen. The sort of thing if you spoke to anyone of it they wouldn't believe you. They'd laugh and think you were joking because it was that unthinkably impossible. But it had happened and it really wasn't his fault because he really didn't plan it at all and no one could have possibly dreamed of the outcome of that one little accident of fate.
It was roughly one o clock in the afternoon he crawled out of his bed and down the stairs. He'd been at Grimmauld a week now and he was alone in the house except Sirius so he didn't bother to dress. Just wander down hair all over the place sleep pants hanging low on his thin hips and rubbing sleep from his eyes sleepily. He wandered into the kitchen on bare feet so he made no noise to announce his presence. He didn't see the man at all. Well he didn't until he walked right into the solid warm chest with a slight oomph and staggered backwards nearly falling on his behind before strong but delicate hands wrapped firmly around each of his arms and pulled him back into that warm chest, only for a moment before he stepped back slightly to give him room.
"Ugh sorry Siri, still half asleep" He muttered patting the shoulder blindly before trying to dodge around him.
"I think you are really going to be in trouble if you cannot even sense when there is a stranger standing right in front of you" A low silky voice drawled.
Harry stiffened immediately turning so they were pressed right up against each other in the space between the counter and the kitchen table.
"Oh I apologise I didn't think anyone else would be here" he murmured turning sleep fogged eyes up at his old Professor.
"Clearly" He smirked his breath ghosting over his cheek softly.
Harry couldn't help it he breathed it in, it smelt like mint and coffee and something else just so him that it made him smile slightly.
"Did you come here for something?" He asked softly letting his arm rub just slightly against that soft black robed chest minutely.
"I did but as you can see we are the only two present" he murmured his face seeming to get closer as he spoke.
Harry bit his lip a little blinking up at him innocently
"Well then I should keep you...entertained until someone does come back for you" He murmured lowly inching just a little more against the solid warmth emanating of him.
"Yes, a good host would make sure his guests are kept...happy" he mused those thin lips getting minimally closer again.
"Yeah" he breathed and the distance closed between them and their lips touched, then an arm was around his back and the world swirled into that smell and taste, that man all opposing senses of bitter and sweet together.
He was suddenly lifted onto the table behind him by strong hands under his thighs having not noticed they were backing up into it anyway he let himself be manoeuvred. Hard strong and totally in charge he was plundered. Hands soon tore his sleep pants away and he was spread naked before those dark impenetrable eyes that studied him keenly before those thin lips opened and said.
"Well Mr Potter you are indeed as ill equipped in every matter of your person as you are in my lessons I see" in a cold drawl and he stuttered blushing crimson.
Harry sat bolt upright in bed a shout on his lips and a groan rumbling in his chest. He was hot, sweaty and tangled in blankets.