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NB: OoP spoilers.
NNB: This fic was almost not angst, but the emo within me took over writing. At least the first chapter isn't so bittersweet.
When Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow.
Chapter One: Games in the Dark (I love innuendo!)
Harry cursed under his breath as he stubbed his toe and clutched it, jumping wildly in a circle, grateful to the invisibility cloak for shielding him from any prying eyes. Then again, if he were caught, looking a fool wasn't going to be the worst of his troubles.
He carried on walking, slightly stooped so that the cloak would cover his ankles. He'd gone barely three steps before he heard a voice which never failed to chill his pale flesh.
"Mr Potter." He stepped backwards and hit the wall behind him, mentally damning himself for getting caught so early in their game of cat and mouse. He hoped desperately that he hadn't been heard and that he could sneak away to a more secure hiding place, although he knew he'd be found eventually anyway.
Snape was very good at this game.
Harry saw Severus' raised eyebrow and his slender hand rising to remove the invisibility cloak, his hand drawn to the collar as if by instinct, and then Snape saw him too.
"What have I told you about creeping around the school in the middle of the night?" Snape's voice dripped with icy scorn and made Harry shiver, but his delicate hand on his cheek reassured him that he wasn't in trouble.
"Do it?" Harry ventured hesitantly, a wicked smile playing at his lips. Snape's eyebrows crept higher but he grinned slightly. Unable to control himself any longer when faced with such an endearing pet lip, Severus kissed Harry lightly, only slightly afraid that Filch would see them. He patrolled the west side of the castle, trusting Snape to guard the east side and definitely not expecting him to greet rule breakers with tender kisses.
"Do you know how difficult it is to remain angry with you when you're so irresistibly adorable?"
"It must be challenging." Severus smiled again at his mock arrogance before his expression became serious once more.
"You shouldn't be wandering about Harry. I'm not the only person capable of finding you so quickly, and next time your retriever may not welcome you so warmly. What would happen if…Harry, stop pouting!" Harry's eyes had enlarged in ersatz distress, but he had to struggle to keep from grinning and ruining the perfect way to silence Severus. "Honestly, you're so childish!"
"Oh, but I assure you, I'm all man." This time, Snape couldn't help but laugh. Harry felt privileged to witness such a rare occurrence.
"Stop flirting with me when I'm trying to tell you off!" Harry hushed Snape again by brushing his mouth gently against his, their lips barely touching before he pulled away. Snape gave up trying to get through to him. "Just…just go to bed."
"Yes sir!" Snape tried to hide his smile behind his hand as Harry kissed him lightly on the cheek and skipped up the stairs and sighed, wondering what the hell he was doing.
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