This chapter defineately has more sexual tension and some snoggin ;) rated T. Next vmchapter will be M for sure! Some in depth with snapes mind as well.

Chapter Two

Harry sighed as he saw the time. He looked over at his friends in the common room. They were giggling to themselves. They were clearly beconing more "together" very cute he thought. Maybe he would have that with a man one day. He smiled to himself. A pair of onyx eyes flashed before his eyes then it was gone. He had to go to detention. "He gathered his school bag before heading off. "See you later Harry," he heard his friends chimmed up as he left.

The journey through the dungens was nothing compaired to the rest of the castle. It was dark, and cold but had a sense of welcome he couldnt quite understand. Maybe he was ment for slytherin after all. As he walked the halls he saw Professor Snape's office come into view. He took a breath and knocked on the door.

The door flew open immediately. "Surprisingly punctual Mr. Potter," Snape sneered down at him. He was relatively close, Harry stared up into the mans face such astounding features he thought, For a Professor. Harry could almost swear he could smell the man. It Was woodsy it was strange musk with a sweetness to it. "Potter do not stand there all day!"

He nearly tripped walking past the man tryig to get his scent out of his nose. So weird why was he suddenlying being so weird. Harry sat at the only desk with a cauldron at it. "You have one hour Potter to sucessfully complete the sleeping draught, be warned it can be unstable if not done properly so pay attention!" Harry nodded in understanding as if he was actually listening.

He sank into the desk amd began slicing and crushing ingrediants. He was doing surpringly well. He was almost done few more stirs and couple more drops. Harry really was trying to pay attention to stir counts when he saw those eyes again. Pierce black but beautiful. Harry was lost who did thpse eyes belong too and why were they bothering him.

"Potter! Potter move! What are you doing?!" Harry looked down at his caildron it was shaking and turning a narly yellow instead of the light blue colour it had been previously. Harry didnt even have time to breathe as he was being ripped from his seat and shoved against the wall. Just in time too his cauldron exploded into a thousand pieces shrapnel shooting across the room. As the pieces settled Harry was very much aware of the sudden very solid body pushing him against the wall. It felt good solid, that smell! No! Harry looked up to see the professor mear inches from his face.

"Potter are you alright?" Harry blinked a few times "Potter answer me do i need to take you to the hospital wing?" Snape looked down at him, "um.. y-yes Professor im alright." Snape leapt away from the wall as if Harry hot some how became red hot.

"I told you to pay attention Potter, you are a complete incompitance sometimes!" Harry left a sudden guilt all of a sudden. Guilt? When did he ever feel guilt for messing up a potion? "Potter are you sure your alright?" Harry finally shook himself out of his daze. He took a few steps back towards his desk. He began picking up the scattered papers around the room. By that tine Snape had whisked back to his desk, flashing a spell to make the cauldron fix it self. As Harry continue picking up his belongings he noticed a red sticky ooze sticky to most of his things. Harry glanced at his hands? He was bleeding! Pretty badly too. His left hand was cut wide and deep, had he been hit with a piece of the cauldron? He looked up at the Professor who was back to marking parchment. Harry looked back down at his hand, it hurt, in fact it was burning.

Harry was a little scared, "uh... P-p-professor I-i think..." he didnt even finish his sentence before Professor Snape was at his side. "

"Let me see," he took Harry's hand carefully. Indeed it had to seem a piece of the cauldron had sliced his hand open. "I better take you to Poppy, he sighed, "pro ably should call on Dumbledore as well. Suddenly Harry went rigid.

"No, n-no hospital wing, and no D-dumb-bledor." He didnt want Dumbledore to know about his state. He had been completely unhelpful during the summer and he didnt want the old mans help now! C-cant you fix it Professor?" He knew Snape was a potions master if anyone could fix it he could, as much as he hated to admit it.

Snape stared down at the boy, who was clearly in a daze. He really should take him to the hospital wing, so know he was questioning the boy. Why didnt he want to see Dumbledore? He didnt have lomg enough to think. When Potter grabbed out. "Professor?" Harry's eyes closed and he began to fall. Snape grabbed him and brought his body close. So much like James he looked but he was defineately not him. Snape sighed as he lifted the boy in his arms. Potter must of made a pretty close batch of sleeping draught if remains on the cauldrpn caused him to pass out. Snape knew he had a healing potion in his chambers lab that would fix Potter up just fine.

So Severus started on his way back to his chambers with Potter in his arms he hoped no one would seem him with the unconcious boy. He didnt need rumors spreading about. His luck prevailed as his chambers were not too far from the potions classroom. Severus muttered his password and disappeared into his room.

-o-o-o

Harry felt him self waking up. He was warm it felt nice. Then he remember the events he had just gone through. He opened his eyes and saw a giant fireplace the wall lined with books. He looked down at his hand and flexed he couldnt even see a scar or anything. His hamd looked completely healed. Harry sat up from the couch he was laying on. A very red couch. He smiled to himself, maybe he was back im the common room. But no their fireplace wasnt nearly this big and no books.

"Ah Mr. Potter your finally awake." Harry nearly jumped out of his skin. The sudden feeling of Snape behind him made him suddenly very nervous.

"Excuse me Professor, but where are we and why?" Harry was indeed very curious why he was where he was he should be in the hospital wing?

"We are in my chambers Potter, your hand needed healing amd you were very insist

ant on not going to the hospital wing."

Harry did vaguely remember saying that and the last about Dumbledore, "and you listened to me, Sir?"

Snapes eyes shone bright almost angry, Harry nearly gasped. Those eyes. Beautiful onyx eyes.

Snape sneered his cold stern face back in place, "no Potter, i simply didnt want to be blamed for your mishap. But as you seem fine now i will escort you out."

Potter suddenly felt a wave of anxiety. Leave? He didnt wamt to leave. He followed the Professor towards the portrait, taking in as much of the room as he could. He was surprised at the room it wasnt dark. Not much like Snape at all. It had a warm feel to it. There were thousands of books lining the wall. Did he read all these? Harry wondered. He noted a closed door and asumed it was the bedroom..

"Satisfied yet Mr. Potter?" Harry whipped his head back to the professor who was eyeing him very curiuosly. Harry could feel his cheeks going red, "sorry, Professor."

"I hope your hand is feeling better Mr. Potter. And dont stray in the halls right to your dormitory. Is that understood."

Harry was staring at his shoes, "yes Professor" he mumbled.

"Look up when you speak Potter!" Snape snapped at him. Harry looked back up into the professors eyes. He tried to hide it but Snapes eyes gave away something of curiosity and something else... beautiful eyes...

"Goodnight Professor." Harry strood the portrait taking in a deep breathe as he passed his Professor that intoxicating scent hit him hard. Harry heard the portrait close behind him he checked to make sure Snape had stayed in his room. Then he ran he ran so hard back to Griffindor tower. He was completely out of breathe as he hit the third floor so he slowed his pace he was far enough from Snape now to think clearly.

He didnt understand what was going on. He had always hated Snape and Snape hated him too. Rigjt? Then wjy did he help him? Harry was feeling conflicting emotions this was the potions professor everyone feared yet he had done as Harry woshed and didnt take him to the hospital wing. Why? Harry clearly wasnt going to find out tonight which left him with his other problem. He was very much aroused. Why was he so aroused.

Harry decided to hit the bathrooms before heading upstsirs. Fix his "problem" sooner than later. So to the bathrooms he headed.

-o-o-o-

Malfoy had been muddling about in the corridors when he saw Potter running and fast. He followed the path he had came from to make sure he shouldnt be running too. Everything seemed normal. Non the less Malfoy was bored and decided to follow him. He ran all the way to the third floor how could he run so far jeez. Finally Harry stopped too catch his breath then headed to what Malfoy could see was the bathroom. Not before Malfoy noticed the tent Potter was sporting. Where had he come from that he was so aroused. Malfoy took this as his opportunity to toy with Potter and followed him in.

-o-o-o-

Harry stared into the mirror unaware of his new company.

"Whats up with you Potter!" Came the sneer of Malfoy from behind him.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Potter spit back, not turning from the mirror. Suddenly Harry felt hands on his hips amd whirled around pulling his wand. "Piss off Malfoy im in no mood to deal with you today."

Draco stepped closer his eyes sizing up Potter's "threat. "Calm down Potter." Malfoy took another step closer leaning in "im just here to help you," he whispered.

"I dont need help Malfoy especially not yours." Harrys wand had lowered realizing Draco wasnt gping to kill him. At least he didnt think so. Draco stepped closer again.

"Really Potter? Cuz your pants look a little tight to me." He sneered eyeong up Potter amd making it very obvious as he liked his lips.

Harrys breathe hitched in his throat. Today had been one hell of a day with emotions. Now he really did wish he had listened to his professor and gone straight to the tower. Malfoy was just a few inches from his face. He seemed to be toying with him bit Harry was so turned on from early the scent he couldnt get out of his head. Draco was whispering sweet nothing in his ear.

"Come on Potter... i know you want it... i can feel your heavy breathing." Draco chuckled, Harry didnt have time to move before Malfoy's lips were on his. He couldnt stop himself. This dispiteful kid he had hated his whole time being at Hogwarts was snogging him in the bathroom.

Draco ground his hips against Harry pulling out a grown. He felt the boy pull away. "Oh Potter who would ever thought you liked the blokes." Harry felt his fave go crimson. Soon the whole school would know he had snogged Malfoy.

"Im not going to tell anyone you snogged me Potter," as if Malfoy was reading his mind. "Put as i see it Potter you still have a problem." Malfoy didnt hesitate and grabbed Potters cock through his trousers. Harry moaned at the touch. Malfoy looked at Potter, " you wamt me to fix your problem Potter?"

Harry couldnt resist he was so horny, "y-yes." He choked out.

Draco turned them around amd pushed Harry against tje wall biting his neck. Harry groaned loudly before wrapping his arms around Draco. "So submissive Potter," Draco ground his hips back into the boy underneath him. Getting another moan in return, "beg for it Potter, beg for me to suck you dry."

Harry was too far gone to say no. "Fuck Malfoy suck me please!" Draco leaned in giving Potter a quick kiss before vanishing all of Potters clothes his hard cock springing up in between them. It was seconds before Draco was on his knees Potters cock in his month. Malfoy wasnt completely gay he liked girls a lot but every now and then he fancied a bloke amd he was sure Harry would keep his secret.

Harry watched Draco bob up amd down on his cock. He wasnt going to last long his wet mouth felt so good. Harry leaned his head against the wall closing his eyes suddenly he imagined another face bobbing up and down his cock. He imagined looking into those eyes... Harry felt himself getting close fuck Draco was good at this. "Ahh, fuck yes Malfoy harder." He imagined the other man the dark one. He let out a moan "sn..mmmm." he opened his eyes, to see a tall dark figure standing at the entrance of the bathroom. Omg Malfoy didnt lock the door. But Harry saw who the digure belonged too. He couldnt stop Malfoy, Harry met those onyx eyes and lost it. He came hard. His eyes shut and gripped Malfoys hair cumming deep down his throat.

Harry was exhausted. He tried to speak but couldnt. He wanted to tell Malfoy to turn around. But he couldnt even move or try to speak. Why wouldnt Snape announce himself. Draco got off his knees not bothering to turn around nuzzled into Potters neck. "Mmmm..."

"Are you finished yet Mr. Malfpy?" The sudden spoken Prodessor made Draco scream. He whipped around. He looked terrified. "I-i- was j-just."

"Save it Draco i dont want to hear you right now. To your Dorm NOW!" Draco didnt even turn to look at Harry he took off running. Which left just Professor Snape amd a very naked Potter. "Would you mind covering yourself God dammit." Harry scrambled around quickly feeling his professor's eyes on him the whole time. Once dressed Snape gave him a once over. "I will escort you back to your dormitory since you seemed to have gotten lost last time."

Harry couldnt even speak his embarassment evident. His teacher the one he might be fancying he wasnt sure yey, just caigjt him amd MALFOY in a very heated moment. Harry looked down at his hands. His hand. He realized he had never thanked the Professor.

"Um... thank you professor. For earlier fixing my hand and all."

"Dont make it an everyday thing Potter, but i must ask you what you and were up too." Harry felt his face heat up he hoped they wouldnt talk about it.

"What did you expect not to talk about it Mr. Potter?"

"Was hoping, Sir." They had stopped they were in front of Griffondor tower.

"You can tell me Mr. Potter or Professor Magonigal? Which will it be?" Harry felt trapped but he defineately didnt want Magonigal to know she would defineately tell Dumbledore.

"You cant tell Dumbledore." Snape didnt move but Harry felt as if he wouldnt. "He was um... well Professor you saw." Harry stared at his feet he couldmt look into that mans eyes. His scent already starting to arouse him again.

"What i ment to ask Potter is did Malfoy attack you?" Harrys head snapped up at those words. Why did he think Malfoy attacked him. Did he? He didnt say no?

"Um no Professor he didnt attack me. He must have over heard me the other day as i assume the whole school will know by tommorow. But im gay Professor. Sorry."

"Do not apologize for your sexuality Potter it is unnecessary, good night Mr. Potter." And with that he strood off leaving Harry very confused in front of his Dormitory. Later he would deal with what happened, but for now he was going to bed.

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