Wanting Him

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Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, just the insane plots that I send the characters into.

Summary: Harry Potter wants Severus Snape, but doesn't think he could ever get him. Will one night locked in the Potion Master's personal lab make Harry think otherwise?

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Chapter Four: PROFESSOR SNAPE?! Why am I in your bed?!

Severus looked at the young Gryffindor in shock. Why in Merlin's beard did Harry BLOODY Potter what Severus Snape to stay with him? However, he didn't know. Only Harry did.

'When did I start thinking of him as Harry?' Severus thought to himself as he gently pried Harry's hand off his sleeve.

'When you subcontiously began to like him...' His inner mind retorted. Pretending to igore it, Severus picked Harry up off the couch bridal style. Feeling the warmth surrounding him, Harry sighed contently, turning in his arms to snuggle into his chest. Faintly smiling, Severus carried Harry into his bedroom.

He knew that he shouldn't be doing this, and the proper thing to do would be sending the boy up to his dormitory, but his inner mind was right. He was begining to like the boy, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to send the boy up on his own. So, despite what his Teacher-mind thought, Severus pulled back the covers and softly laid Harry down on his bed. Sighing, he removed the boy's robes, socks, and shoes before pulling the blanket back up to his chin.

Severus, feeling the need to shower immensly, took up the offer and headed into the bathroom.

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Now fully dressed in his night clothes and showered, Severus returned to his bedroom. Harry was still sleeping soundly. Thanking the gods that tomorrow was Saturday and the two could sleep in, the Potion's Professor climbed gratefully into his large, comfortable bed.

Sighing in relief, he muttered "Nox" quietly before falling asleep. Unconsiously, Harry turned over in bed and snuggled up near Sev's chest, and Severus, feeling the need to protect the boy even in his sleep, wrapped an arm around Harry and pulled him closer.

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The next morning was something neither of the two wizards were going to forget. Severus, thankfully woke up first. He was mildly surprised when he found Harry so close. Their limbs were all tangled with eachother, but somehow, their bodies aligned. That feeling alone caused Severus to feel something rather odd. All his blood rushed down below before he even realized it. He groaned at the feeling of Harry's lower body pressing into his gerth.

Just then, Harry desided THAT was the time to wake up. Severus slid his lower body away, to make sure that the young boy wouldn't feel what he was doing to Sev.

"Professor Snape...?" Harry mumbled quietly, taking a look around the room. Suddenly, a look of realization hit him and he looked down to where he was sleeping. It sure as hell wasn't his dormitory.

"Why am I in your bed?!" He demanded, sitting up. At least he still had some clothes on.

Severus groaned, sitting up as well so he could look at the Gryffindor. "You fell asleep on your stool..." He retorted quietly. "And...I didn't want to wake you up so I put you on the couch..."

"Then how did I end up in your bed?" Harry asked moodily. Severus sighed. He knew he shouldn't lie to the boy, so he didn't.

"I had turned away to go to bed myself, when you grabbed by sleeve. You were half-awake when you asked me to stay. I knew I shouldn't leave you on the couch and you weren't letting go anytime soon, so I picked you up and carried you into bed. I removed your robes, shoes, and socks, but that's all before I showered and went to bed myself. Unconciously, it seems, that the two of us had...meshed together in our sleep." Severus finished with another sigh.

Blinking, Harry stared at his crush. 'Please tell me he hasn't found out...' He thought helplessly.

When Harry didn't say anything, Severus smirked slightly. "Well, it's about noon. Would you like to take a shower and stay for lunch?"

Harry couldn't help but smile. "That would be great. However, because you let me stay the night, could I make it?"

It was Severus' turn to blink. "I was going to order some from the house elves..." He said slowly.

Harry shook his head, his smile fading some. "I've been cooking my whole life. It wouldn't be a problem." With that, the young boy got out of bed. He saw the joining bathroom from where he stood. Without another word, Harry in and shut the door, locking it behind him.

Severus stared at Harry's back, his jaw hanging open slightly. 'His WHOLE life?!' He thought with disbelief.

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