Note: Sorry. Ideas pop into my mind and I can't think of anything else until I write them out. I've had this one in my head for about a year or two now and I finally couldn't take it anymore. It gave me a small case of Writer's Block with FF (Following Fate) for a while. Anywho. I hope you enjoy. This is the direct influence of a dream I had (and what a good dream it was!).

Warnings: Nonmagic AU. Slash between the two males known as Harry Potter and Severus Snape. Language. Drama/tragedy. Character Death - But not the type you're thinking of. It's not that bad. Uh, yeah.

Pairing: SSHP

Summary: Nonmagic AU. SSHP. Severus Snape, world-renowned author and English professor, is suffering from a bad case of writer's block. Frustrated (more than usual), he heads an old haunt of his and meets the most charming of young men - one Harry Potter.

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Prologue
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It was sometimes almost burden - almost. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy being an author. Really, writing was about the only thing in his life he was truly passionate about these days. However, sometimes when he looked at his agenda…Well, he wondered if being an international writer was all it was cracked up to be.

Severus Snape was a simple…No, perhaps not a simple man. He preferred silk and velvet to cotton and fleece, and loved all the other little luxuries his fame had brought to him. His social life was relatively full of signings and balls and classes, as people from all over the world flocked to the school he taught English at.

Sometimes it was just too much. He'd never been social when he was young, and while he always felt a smug little trill to be rubbing elbows with the stars…It made him long for the dark enclosed office he wrote in. Especially when suffering writer's block.

He had to get out, get away from people. Go…Go…Well, somewhere. Some place that would clear his mind of all the havoc that was raging within and could hopefully give him some inspiration. After a moment's thought, Severus headed over to a phone and punched in the number for the University that employed him.

"Good morning! You have reached the administrative office at Hogwarts University of Creativity. May I help you?" a high pitched voice asked on the other line, causing the author to cringe slightly.

"Ah, yes. Ms. Winky," he began slowly, voice a chocolaty baritone. "This is Professor Snape. I'm calling to let you know that I am unable to come into work today. If you would be so kind as to cancel my classes?"

The woman on the other side mumbled something to herself before agreeing. "Yes, Professor Snape, Sir. Ms. Winky is now canceling your classes. Is there anything else I can help you out with, Professor Snape, Sir?" she asked.

He shook his head to himself before answering in negative. Both sides hung up, and Severus sighed in relief. The woman's voice…Ugh. Shrugging it off, he grabbed his cloak from the hanger and headed towards the entrance hall to his home. "I am going out and will be back in an unforeseeable amount of time," the man paused to call out into the seemingly empty house. He knew one servant or other was bound to be lurking somewhere nearby to hear him.

Sure enough…"Would you be wanting a driver, Mister Snape?" a voice asked off to the side. Turning to see who it was, Severus smiled slightly at the man approaching him from the left corridor.

"No, thank you, Dobbson." Twirling his cloak about himself, the black haired man began to work the fastenings. "I believe I will take the Aston Martin today."

"The Vantage Roadster, sir?"

Severus nodded and patted his pockets to be sure he had his wallet. "Yes, I need to get out. Do…something," he answered after a moment. "My deadline is coming up for the next chapter in my new book, but…Well, I suppose I've had too much on my mind to get much done." Walking over to a small portrait of a flower, the author thoughtfully paused before he clearly spoke. "Regale."

The portrait swung open with a click to reveal a long line of keys. Reaching in, the black eyed man grabbed a green one before closing the portrait again. "Well, I guess I'll be off. Dobbson, I expect you to keep everyone in line - as always." With that, Severus Snape turned on his heel and headed out the door, cloak billowing out behind him.

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Anyone guess where the password came from?

Note: Please help! I am searching for some well-written, slashy, HP…Nonmagic AU fics, magical AU fics, creature fics, all male threesome fics, or Mpreg fics! Do you, a friend, or one of your favourite authors have one out on FF . net or any other site on the web? If so, please send me a link!