HP slash fiction, rated R. HP/SS, HP/DM, etc. HP and SS are shagging
secretly, until DM finds out. Betrayal and seduction ensues. Not set in any
particular year.
Disclaimer: If these characters were mine, not only would I be very, very rich, I would be British and very, very happy. Not to mention rich. And one of the most famous people in the world today. And my name would just so happen to be J.K. Rowling, too.
Harry's Secret Life
Chapter 1
Harry snuggled closer to his lover, trying to find more warmth. His eyelids fluttered as he began to awaken. Not wanting to wake up, he wrapped his arms around his Potions Master.
"Harry? Harry, dear. Wake up. Harry?" Severus Snape shook his student and lover gently. "Oh, bollocks! Harry! You must wake up!" Snape shook Harry harder.
"Hmmm....Severus? You look worried. Come back to bed. I'll make you feel all better. I promise."
Severus stood up and shook his head. "No, Harry. You must go. Now. Here, take your knickers. And everything else, too." Severus threw Harry's clothes at him, and as they hit, Harry sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Come now, Sev. No time, even for a quickie?"
"Harry, we have already missed half of breakfast! If we are to continue these passionate, love-filled nights, and trust me, I want to just as much as you, then they must be kept a secret!"
"Did you say breakfast, Sevy dear? That sounds marvelous."
Severus continued, not even noticing the boy's drowsy interruption. "And to keep it a secret, no one can become so much as remotely suspicious, because if they did, Dumbledore would investigate, and you know-" Severus was cut off by the creak of his bedchamber door, and the voice of one Draco Malfoy.
"Professor Snape, are you coming..." Draco's voice trailed off. He stared wide-eyed at his idol, Potions Master Snape, and his arch nemesis, Harry Potter, who was lying in the Professor's bed. Slowly, Draco walked into the private bedchamber as if he owned it. "Professor, sir, what is that...that...Gryffindor doing in your bed...and naked? Are you...were...and he....Potter? And...and Professor Snape? Together?! Professor, please, tell me that it isn't true, please...." Draco trailed off, Snape's eyes telling him all he needed to know.
"Malfoy, if you tell anyone, I will personally-" Snape was cut off by the slam of his own door, which covered the sounds of Malfoy's quickly retreating footsteps.
"Severus, what does this mean?"
"We're over Harry. For good."
*~*END CHAPTER 1*~*
AN: OK, so this is kinda small, but it is a good start, I think. This is the first fic I do, so please review, and I don't mind good criticism, but if you ARE going to criticize, please don't make it negative!!! Tell me what is wrong and HOW TO FIX IT!!! Thankee-sai!
Disclaimer: If these characters were mine, not only would I be very, very rich, I would be British and very, very happy. Not to mention rich. And one of the most famous people in the world today. And my name would just so happen to be J.K. Rowling, too.
Harry's Secret Life
Chapter 1
Harry snuggled closer to his lover, trying to find more warmth. His eyelids fluttered as he began to awaken. Not wanting to wake up, he wrapped his arms around his Potions Master.
"Harry? Harry, dear. Wake up. Harry?" Severus Snape shook his student and lover gently. "Oh, bollocks! Harry! You must wake up!" Snape shook Harry harder.
"Hmmm....Severus? You look worried. Come back to bed. I'll make you feel all better. I promise."
Severus stood up and shook his head. "No, Harry. You must go. Now. Here, take your knickers. And everything else, too." Severus threw Harry's clothes at him, and as they hit, Harry sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Come now, Sev. No time, even for a quickie?"
"Harry, we have already missed half of breakfast! If we are to continue these passionate, love-filled nights, and trust me, I want to just as much as you, then they must be kept a secret!"
"Did you say breakfast, Sevy dear? That sounds marvelous."
Severus continued, not even noticing the boy's drowsy interruption. "And to keep it a secret, no one can become so much as remotely suspicious, because if they did, Dumbledore would investigate, and you know-" Severus was cut off by the creak of his bedchamber door, and the voice of one Draco Malfoy.
"Professor Snape, are you coming..." Draco's voice trailed off. He stared wide-eyed at his idol, Potions Master Snape, and his arch nemesis, Harry Potter, who was lying in the Professor's bed. Slowly, Draco walked into the private bedchamber as if he owned it. "Professor, sir, what is that...that...Gryffindor doing in your bed...and naked? Are you...were...and he....Potter? And...and Professor Snape? Together?! Professor, please, tell me that it isn't true, please...." Draco trailed off, Snape's eyes telling him all he needed to know.
"Malfoy, if you tell anyone, I will personally-" Snape was cut off by the slam of his own door, which covered the sounds of Malfoy's quickly retreating footsteps.
"Severus, what does this mean?"
"We're over Harry. For good."
*~*END CHAPTER 1*~*
AN: OK, so this is kinda small, but it is a good start, I think. This is the first fic I do, so please review, and I don't mind good criticism, but if you ARE going to criticize, please don't make it negative!!! Tell me what is wrong and HOW TO FIX IT!!! Thankee-sai!