Disclaimer : Harry Potter belong to J.K Rowling.

Thanks about the review you post about this story. To say the truth, I'm agree to say, yup, Sev gave up to Harry too fast. Hahaha, sorry about that but I'm too lazy to write a long long story, so I cut the story from it's original plot to make it as short as possible and it make Sev so easy to fall to Harry.

And sorry about the grammar mistake, somebody already told me about that before in my previous stories and I'm still learning to make it better and I hope I get some progress in that part (Sweatdropped). Even Jhoy helped me to beta-ed all of my stories before. Haha. It's a very different pairing from all of stories that I ever made because right now I'm in love with Severus, so I try to make it one (drooling). I bet my Sev will gonna be OOC just a little bit in latter chapter. So, please be aware about that. ;) But thanks for all of your review anyway.

The warning always be the same, if you didn't like yaoi or the story or heavy MXM sex or not even 17th years old, please don't read this story. Here we go.

Chapter 6

The sun peeping up behind the cloud, spraying its first light little by a little, telling every single person that a new day has come. The beautiful light of a new day showering every part of the earth with its beauty and warm, but not in dungeon of Hogwards for it have no window to the garden nor the room near the surface of the earth.

Two breath mingle together become one, chasing each other as the breather lay asleep peacefully in the cozy bed in the cold and damp room. The younger of the two spooning the older one, his hands encircle the older man's waist tightly as he tuck his head behind the older man's own head. Their legs tangle on each other as the quilt cover their naked body preventing their body to be exposed to the cold.

Harry stir from his sleep as his confused mind try to reconcile what has been happened to him and where he was. 'It's not my room! Where am I?' He tensed slightly as he wake up in a strange room. When he begin to roll his body, much to his surprise, he can't move his hand away. He look down at his hand and found out that his lover lay peacefully on his arm, trapping Harry's hand beneath the sleeping man body as Harry hug him closed in his sleep last night. He exhaled slowly, slowing his frantic heartbeat when last night memories flood into his mind. Their row and love making.

Harry smile softly as he nuzzle his nose to the older man's nape, inhaling his sweet scent as he remembering their intimate moment together. He laying still for a moment savoring the warmth of his lover against him and the felt of his beloved soft skin against his. Pale against tan. He hiss slightly when his morning wood come in contact with the older man's backside. He moan in disappointment as he stop his body instinct to hump against his lover or even molest him in his sleep. 'I'm sure he'll hex me into next week if he wake up with me humping at his backside even though I already get his ass last night.' Harry thought with a grimace. He inhale deeply before he release his breath slowly, trying to calm himself as he close his eyes.

'Think about something nasty and disgusting, Harry. Think fast, I know I can do it.' Harry cheer himself as his mind begin to wander around. 'Nasty, something nasty.' He repeating it like a charm when an imaginary Severus in maid uniform with a blush on his cheeks and a shy eyes come into his mind. 'GAH!' Harry snap his eyes open as he choke his own breath. He blush blood red as the imaginary Sev keep on appearing in his mind. 'Owwww, shit! Merlin beard! That definitely not nasty!' He scold himself in his mind. 'I said think something nasty!' well, Severus Snape is nasty. His little mind said to himself. 'Not nasty enough for me, I guess. Especially not right now.' he drop his head in defeat, he squirm slightly as he adjust his erection, trying as much as possible not to come in contact with the person before him.

'Great, not only I become harder, now that picture won't come off sooner.' Harry groan mentally when he feel his erection stiffer than before. 'Oh you pervert mind. Shit! Damn teenage hormone and damn morning wood!' he curse himself over and over as he close his eyes again, willing his mind to erased the temptation picture as he sort his breath again. As he begin to focus his mind, he project a picture of Voldemort in bikini. 'Ewwww,' Harry gagged slightly at that picture. 'At least it's success' Harry shiver slightly as his problem sort itself immediately as soon as the picture come into his mind. Harry sighs as he tuck his head on Severus' back head.

When he calm enough, Harry propped himself up by his arm, peering down at the still slumbering man in front of him, watching him. A lithe and pale body being covered by a quilt as Harry's own body spooning him from behind, his innocent oozing from him as he sleep (though when he wake up, he definitely never been innocent) with one of his palm laying under his cheek on the pillow and his other hand laying under his chin. A red lips open slightly as he breath and his body curled up in a fetal position with a shoulder lenght black hair scattered all around the pillow, making it looks like a black halo.

Harry cares the soft cheek with the back of his hand as he memorize every curve and dip of the older man's face. He brush aside some bangs that slick on Severus' forehead with care and love before his finger trail down from his perfect black and slim brow down to his close eyes. A long black eyelashes rest softly on his high cheekbone. The younger man cares the hook and big nose with his finger as he felt a tingle on his finger.

'Something amiss in here.' The younger man frown as he scrutinized the sleeping man in front of him. He trail his hand on Severus' upper hand and spread his fingers widely up and down the older man's body. 'My skin keep on tingle,' Harry frown at the new discovery, 'This tingle.. It's happened everytime I get contact with other people's magic. But why I never realize it before. I always been near him all this time, from the class and everything, but I'm just realize it now? I even don't realize it when we make loved last night.' Harry's frown deepened as he thought about his failure in recognizing something very important.

He hummed slightly as his concern turn into fascination as he realize that his lover not been curse nor hex by anyone but he himself. He analyze every spell and charm that been cast by his beloved one by one. 'Notice – me – not charm and high level of glamour.' Harry smile with himself as he reveal the spell one by one with a wonderful accuracy.

Harry whisper softly as his magic begin to glow from his palm, spreading softly all around Severus body, erasing every magic that enveloping his lover. The body before him begin to glow as Severus' glamour and charm begin to wearing off due to the neutralizing magic Harry cast on him.

Harry gasp as he saw the changes on his lover as the glamour and charm has been lift, a big and hook nose turn back into a straight and small nose, his greasy and shoulder length hair become a waist length and smooth, his thin and tall body shortened and become slimmer.

Harry gawked at the new Severus, from a bat like professor, he turn into a boy that he used to dream recently. The first person he fell in love with. His gawking turn into a big smile as he staring at the still sleeping older man with happiness in his eyes. He's very grateful to be granted by a very precious gift that he ever receive in his life, except for having Ron and Hermione as his friends. Not only he get a man he fall in love with, but he also get the first reason why he fell in love. The boy in his dream that turn into Severus Snape.

Severus eyelids flutter slightly as he come from his peaceful slumber. The first thing he acknowledge the moment he wake up are how relaxed and mushy his body are and the warmth that enveloping him. He yawn widely as he turn to his back and stretch his body, taking down the quilt from his shoulder. When he open his eyes, he let an unmanly squeak at the sight in front of him.

"What are you doing here, Pot - hmpp" Severus hissed at the younger man whose half laying in the bed beside him, staring down at him with amusement and love in his eyes before he swooped down and kissed him long, wet and hard. Severus try to pushed him away but Harry hold him still. He moan as Harry's tongue sweep his lips, trying to coax his lips apart, to give him an entrance to his mouth and in the end, he did. They kiss passionately, their body move by their own account as Harry move on top of the older man's slimmer body, covering his body by himself as he kiss him still, crushing their body as close as their body can do.

"Sleeping, love. And as I says before, it's Harry, not Potter. Remember, Sweetheart, I always keep my promise." Harry pant as he broke their kiss before he peck Severus' lips loudly. Severus froze as he heard Harry's words. He open his mouth to speak but nothing come from him as the previous night memories begin to flood in his mind making him frozen with shock.

'Merlin beard! How could I sleep with my own student and a Potter all of the people.' He scream in his mind as lick his lips nervously before he shut his eyes tightly, guilty and shame flooding all over him. 'And the worst is I love what he did to me.' He gulp at his own thought.

"I know what you thinking of. But, I guess you should remember. Last night I've told you before that I want you, all of you and I love you, so no, you're not taking advantage of me." Harry said as he kiss Severus' forehead. "Please, Sev, please give us a chance."

"What did you called me before?" he asked Harry, disbelieve written all over his face as he sneer at Harry. "But, no. I can't be with you. If you seem to forget, I'm your professor and I thought we – " Severus point at Harry and then to himself multiple times "are supposed to hate each other. You hate me and I despise you." He said lightly.

"For your first question, I called you Sev before. And as I said to you, again, last night, no, I don't hate you. It was you who hate me but after seeing your response to me last night, I guess you don't really hate me that much." He grin at Severus as he put their forehead together.

"Never. Call. Me. That. Anymore." He hiss at Harry, his eyes become slit in fury as blush explode on his cheeks. Noone, noone ever called him that, except for Lily and damn that boy to throw the reality of his last night reaction at Harry seduction, straight to his face. Harry stare at him for a moment, watching him closely as he contemplating what he supposed to do with his temper tantrum.

"Sure, Love." He said calmly with a smile etched on his lips.

"And not that stupid nickname too." He snap back at a calm boy before him. Harry quirk his eyebrow at him.

"Sorry, love, either it's Sev or Love. Or you prefer for sweetheart?" Harry asked him playfully.

"Are you insulting me?" Severus gritted his teeth, a vein begin to popped in his temple. "Don't try with my patience, Mr. Po – Harry or I promise you I'll hex you into oblivion, student or not." he said tensely. Harry sighs loudly as he shake his head in frustration.

"You know what, you're the most stubborn person that I ever met, not that I don't know that from my experience with you all this six years in Hogwards." Harry said as he rolled his eyes. "But, no, Love. I don't insulting you nor I try with your patience for you don't have any. And before you say something insulting at me again, I don't care if I'm your student or not. I'm in love with you and after I got a taste of you, don't ask me to pull myself away from you because I won't." he slit his eyes at the older man under him before he kiss him again. "So, I'm suggesting you to start to bear yourself with me." Harry told him with a stern voice like he's been scolding a naughty child with a finality in his tone.

Severus gapped at the boy – no, man – in front of him. His heart beating faster as he heard Harry's stern voice on him as his magic rippled around their body, making him dread in fear and excitement. But what scare him the most is the realization that Harry's domination on him make him unconsciously submit at him and it turn him on too. 'Merlin shit!' is the only thing that he can think of as Harry kiss him lustfully and cares him all over again.

A/N : Uh – oh! Review plz.