Title: Without You
Rated: R for situations/language
Summary: Harry and Snape are a thing. But, how long with they stay together? Will their relationship last or will they be torn apart by wickedness?
Pairing: SS/HP
Disclaimer: I hate this part...so just read the previous chapters for this...makes my life easier. Lol.
A/N: So you know, this is the last chapter you'll see my alliteration (For now anyway, lol). Oh, and let me say sorry for the really long delay, my life is insanely busy right now, but not too much longer, I'm trying to get things done when I can. So bare withme and know I'm not ignoring you and that I love all my readers, but that I am just crazy, but in any spare minute I get I am trying to get this done. D.But I'll save the rest of this chapter's A/N for the end, enjoy!

Chapter 3: Late Love

"Ok lover, now, how shall I punish you?" Snape said.

"We don't have much time," Snape continued, "Filch will be on watch still, especially after Dumbledore was here, what'd he say to Filch?"

"To keep an eye on us...but why?"

"Lovely, I'll explain later. This means that I cannot properly punish you though."

"Boo" whined Harry, in a very childish tone.

"I know, it hurts me too, trust me," said Snape with a grin, "but, I do think that Saturday 'detentions' for a month will do, agreed?"

"Oh, but Professor..." said Harry, in a mocking tone of himself in this position in past years.

"No buts Potter, well - I shouldn't really say that now should I..." Snape suspiciously grinned, "let me amend my statement, no excuses"

"Hmm...are we trying to imply something Sevvy?" Harry winked to his lover and nudged him a little.

"Actually..."

But no one will ever know what would follow actually for his voice trailed off into an indecipherable moaning noise as a pair of lips met his own. Since Severus had been in midsentance, Harry took advantage and immediately thrust his tongue into the older man's mouth.

Snape, now having registered what was going on, began to excavate his lover's mouth. Their tongues began to battle, both were determined to be dominant in this situation. They continued their clash of their tongues until finally they broke apart for air.

"That wasn't what I was implying, but I won't start complaining." said Snape in a voice very unlike his own.

"Now, I'll be seeing you next Saturday, won't I?" purred Harry, now making eye contact with his lover.

They always seemed to get lost in each others eyes, so the long period of silence that overtook them now was not very uncommon.

"Yes, you will be." said Snape breaking the trance, "And bring this attitude with you, I like this dominant yet mysterious Harry. Plenty of things there are to still explore of this you, if you catch my drift" Snape gave another one of his mysterious and evil grins.

"No guarantees Sevvy dearest, see I, unlike you, actually own emotions. These emotions do tend to direct my actions and attitudes."

"And since when don't I own emotion...?"

"Come off it...you honestly think you're an emotional person?"

"When it comes to anger, yes." Snape grinned.

"You know that's not what I meant!" said Harry, rolling his eyes in clear sight of Severus.

"You're right. But I love you, I'm pretty sure that's one of those emotion things you speak of, love."

Harry no longer cared about carrying on this conversation, he couldn't even think straight anymore. This was the first time Severus had ever actually said those three magic words and Harry couldn't be happier.

"I...I love you too" said Harry, tears welling up in his eyes, he couldn't believe this was real, that it was actually happening.

Harry pushed himself into Severus again, knocking him into the chair behind him. He layed on top of him as he shoved a pair of lips to the other man for a second time that night.

After another ravishing session, Harry broke for air.

"You have no idea how wonderful you've made me feel just now, how wonderful you always make me feel." said Harry, leaning his head on the chest of his lover.

"You have no idea how wonderfully you deserve to be treated. There's no way I'll ever be able to give you all that you deserve Harry."

"But you already have Sev, really. You've given me someone to live for, someone unafraid to say 'I love you', the first person in my life who made me feel so complete."

"Harry..." Severus was speachless, he had no idea how much he could mean to anyone, especially this boy, who he'd never expected to be here right now with.

Harry just looked at Snape with the most loving eyes imaginable that Snape just froze up there, he didn't know what he should do, this boy was his everything, but what could he say right now?

"Well, no matter how much I hate to say it, you better get going back now...Filch and Dumbledore..." Snape wanted to hit himself over the head. He knew that at times like that you can say the wrong thing, but that, that was just the stupidest thing he could have possibly said, he wanted to disappear.

Harry's face saddened a little, but he replied with:

"Well then, I guess I'll see you Saturday..." Harry got up and trudged a little ways towards the door before a large, warm hand grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

"Or...you could just spend the night down here."

'But what about..." said Harry, wide-eyed at the suggestion.

"Fuck Filch and Dumbledore, well...I'd prefer - "

"Ahem. No need to go there." Harry wickedly grinned.

And Snape, hand-in-hand with his lover, began to escort him to his quarters for the night.

A/N: Don't kill me! I know what you all expected this chapter, sorry, but don't kill me! You'll get what you want, no worries D. Prays readers don't brutally murder him