It really shouldn't have surprised Severus that much when he saw Potter sitting in front of his doors again.

"What are you doing here, Potter?" he asked exactly the same as he did last week.

"Can you give me a detention?" Harry seemed to follow their routine.

"As much as I would love to, I cannot. What happened today?" he sighted and took one step closer.

"I hoped I could be saved?" Harry looked at him with a grin spreading on his face.

"I beg your pardon?" it this brat really making fun of him? Severus crossed his arms and gave him a look of disapproval.

"Ron said to me that he had to fulfill his brother responsibility," Harry smiled again and stood up. It was the moment when Severus noticed a bruise under his left eye and his ruptured lip.

"Come in."

Harry didn't really know why he came here. He could have go to the hospital wing, to his rooms, to Hermione, or he could help himself and heal his face with magic. But somehow this felt like the right option.

When Snape ordered him to sit on his couch, while he put some papers and other stuff on his table, Harry felt like crying again. Last time he talked to this man he wasn't expecting much help. In fact, he thought he would just kick him out and won't talk to him. But he listened to his stupid problems and made him actually feel better. With just a few words he lightened up his world.

Harry knew he wasn't fair with Ginny. He knew she didn't deserved this. But neither did him. Being with her made him cruel. He was always ready to fight, always expecting someone to attack them, always saw faces of dead people in his nightmares.

"I just felt so guilty. For not making her happy. I could never look at her the same after all," he said it just because it felt right to say it. Severus didn't ask him anything. He simply sat beside him point at him with his wand and whisper well-known words. After few seconds Harry's cheek didn't hurt anymore and his lip wasn't on fire.

"Better?"

"It still hurts."

"That is because it was done by your friend," Severus answered simply. Harry felt the need to be close to someone. To feel warmth again. He knew that his former professor understood him. Truly, deeply on some levels no other could ever understand. He didn't have any misconceptions about Harry, any expectations. For him he was just a normal person. Like any other. He could trust him, and he did.

"Maybe you can kiss it better?" Harry whispered so softly he wasn't sure Severus heard him.

"I beg your pardon?" There was expression of disbelieve on Snape's face. Just what was that stupid boy doing? Was he serious? He couldn't possibly want this, right? He saw Harry blushing and turning away. Why? Why wasn't Severus able to refuse him? It was most definitely stupid. It wasn't right. There weren't any feelings involved. And yet… he found himself kissing Potter's cheek lightly.

His expression after was priceless. He was red as if it was his first time being kissed. He looked confused and ashamed but also sad. So very sad that Severus just had to kiss him again. Where his lips were hurt.

Harry sighted and closed his eyes. He offered himself. And Severus wasn't a man who would refuse a gift. They kissed again and shortly after the tender start the kiss turned into a desperate battle.

Harry's hands found their way around the professor's neck pulling him closer. Soon they would get rid of their clothes. Their lips exploring everything as well as their hands.

It was the first time Severus had his back scratched so badly. Deep red lines ran all the way from his shoulder blades to his collar bones.

It was also the time when he learned that Harry Potter is kind of crybaby.

But Harry couldn't really help himself. He felt so alive in that moment. So happy. Everything was suddenly so simple. He just wanted to be messed up by Severus. So that he would forget everything. There would be nothing, just Harry and him and never-ending pleasure.

"I'm sorry," Harry said long after everything was done. He was still panting hard and his heart was racing like crazy.

"For what exactly?" He saw a small smile appear on Severus' lips before it turned into smirk.

"For using you like this. I didn't really plan for this, you know?"

"It makes it hard to believe you after…" Severus didn't finish his sentence on purpose. Harry made a bothered face but smiled eventually.

"You can't say you weren't enjoying it!"

"That makes two of us, I suppose."

Hello my beautiful readers!

I can't even express how much I am excited and happy and bouncing around my living room like a madman thanks to your reviews and reactions! Thank you so much for following my stories and for liking them! I'll do my best to write more.

Going back to this chapters – now it's kind of obvious that this will be explicit (more in the future). I wanted to leave this scene in clouds because it invokes that feelings are being developed and so is some relationship rather than just jumping right on the sex. But don't worry, there will be scenes in the future.

We are in the middle of prologue and the whole thing is written in more art-like way? I mean there are more thoughts and hints then actual storyline and descriptions and stuff, but this will change after the prologue ends. I like to write in this style more, but it really doesn't work for longer stories and I'm aware of it, so I'll try to back off a little and write in a way that is pleasant for you. And what is more important in a way that no one get lost in what is happening.

I hope you liked this part and as was said before - the next one will be out shortly after new year and it will also be longer than this one. I have to restrain myself from posting it too often because then there wouldn't be time for you to let the chapter sink in and for me to write anything! But anyway, have a nice weekend!

Bye for now!