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Harry had finally made his decision.

After sitting at his desk for almost an hour staring at his papers without really seeing them, he had decided that he wanted to teach at Hogwarts. Hermione would be there, so he would have friends. He would be able to make more amazing memories at the one place he had always felt was his home. And he had enjoyed teaching his peers in fifth year.

He set the other two papers aside and signed the paper that Albus had given him. Now, before he went to Hogwarts, he had just one more thing to do.

"Remus?" Harry went downstairs to find Remus and Sirius talking quietly, Remus's hand gently stroking Sirius's hair. Harry smiled as the two looked over at him. "Can I talk to you?" He had thought of asking Sirius for advice, but his godfather hated Severus and Harry knew he would throw a fit and most definitely strangle Snape if he knew the Potions Master had kissed his godson.

"Sure, Harry." Remus kissed his husband gently before getting up and pulling Harry around a corner, out of earshot of Sirius.

"So...remember when I went to Hogwarts for my interview?" Harry asked, and the older man nodded. "Well, after I was done, I ran into Snape. He invited me for a drink and we talked...and then he kissed me." Remus nodded, not looking at all surprised. "I just don't know what to do."

"This is a rather personal question, but did you enjoy the kiss?" Remus asked.

"Yes, I...I liked it," Harry realized. Truthfully, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it.

"Then I suggest you talk to Severus," said Remus.

"But he kicked me out afterwards," Harry protested. "He won't want to talk to me."

"Harry," Remus said, putting a hand on the younger man's shoulder. "This is something you and Severus need to discuss alone. I can give you advice, but I'm afraid I cannot make Severus talk to you. You'll have to convince him to talk yourself. Severus is a very private person, as I'm sure you're aware by now, and I don't want to intrude."

Harry nodded. "Thank you, Remus."

"You're welcome." Remus patted his shoulder reassuringly and went back into the living room. "And good luck, Harry."


The next afternoon, Harry took a deep breath and knocked on Snape's door. The Potions Master opened it and was about to close it again when Harry put a hand on the door and said, "Wait."

"What? I don't want to talk to you," Snape sneered.

"Please," Harry said, stepping in the doorway so Snape couldn't slam the door. "Professor..." But the title didn't sound right. "Severus..."

"Don't call me that." Snape's tone was sharp.

"Wait," Harry said. "I accepted the teaching job, and you and I both know we'll have to work together often at school. It's best that we talk this through now."

Snape stared at him for a moment, and Harry gulped under the older man's glare. "Fine. Come in," Snape said. Harry did so and Snape crossed his arms. "What do you want from me?"

Another kiss, Harry thought, but of course he didn't say it out loud. After a quick glance at Snape's lips, he asked, "Why did you kiss me?"

"I was drunk," Snape said, as if that explained everything.

"But you hate me," Harry protested. "You and I...we've hated each other for so long and everyone knows it. Even if you were drunk, I have no clue why you would want to kiss me-"

"I don't hate you," Snape sighed.

"What?" Harry gaped at the Potions Master.

Snape smirked at Harry, whose jaw was practically on the floor. "Oh, that's very attractive."

"Yeah, yeah, can we get back to the part about you not hating me?" Harry asked.

A hint of amusement glinted in Snape's onyx eyes. "I barely know you, Potter. True, you remind me of your father. But I have watched you over the years, and seen you grow up. You inherited as many qualities from your mother as you did from your father."

"And that's why you kissed me," Harry said. "Because you were drunk, and you thought I was my mother." Harry knew the complicated past between Snape and his mother, after Snape had given Harry his memories.

"What? No, you idiot," Snape said, to Harry's surprise. "I wanted to kiss you, not your mother."

Harry's eyes widened. "What?"

"Oh Merlin, I can't believe I just said that." Shaking his head, he continued, "You saved my life that night, during the war. And stayed by my side while I healed. You may look like your father, but I have come to realize that you are much more mature, kind, and brave."

"So...after seven years of Potions classes, you decided I'm not an exact copy of my father and now you want my friendship?" Harry grinned, remembering Snape's words from his last visit.

Snape glared daggers at him. "Hilarious," he said, his voice dripping sarcasm.

Harry smiled, and then found his gaze drifting down to Snape's lips again. "May I ask you something?" Snape nodded, and Harry felt a pang of nervousness before asking, "Will you kiss me again?"

Snape's eyes widened in surprise. "Why?"

"Because I...I liked the kiss," Harry said. "I want to kiss you again." He stepped forward, a few inches separating him and Snape. "Please."

Harry closed his eyes when Snape's lips brushed gently against his own. Harry leaned into the kiss, gently biting down on Snape's lower lip. His heart skipped a beat when he heard Snape moan, and felt strong arms pulling him closer.

Snape pulled away a few seconds later. "I think that's enough," he said.

Harry tried to conceal his disappointment. "Please...Severus," he said. "May I call you Severus?" The Potions Master nodded, and Harry smiled. "I think I have feelings for you."

Severus raised an eyebrow. "You think?"

"Yes, well...I don't know how I feel," Harry admitted. "But I know that I felt something when we kissed. That's why I asked if I could kiss you again, not just because I wanted to but to confirm what I felt when you kissed me the other night. I want to figure out what it is that I'm feeling, and also I want to get to know you more."

Severus's eyes were wide as he stared at Harry. "What is it that you want, Harry?"

Harry looked at him in surprise at the mention of his first name. "I want to spend more time with you," he said. "I want us to be friends, and later, maybe even something more."

"I...I think that is a good idea," Severus agreed. "We don't know much about each other."

Harry nodded in agreement. "So just friends, for now?"

"I would like that." Severus actually smiled, and Harry's heart skipped a beat. "Friends."


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