Promises

Snape shot up, a stifled cry on his lips. The same dream again. But this time, he had woken up early. Voldemort hadn't had a chance to kill Harry this time. Something had pulled him out of his nightmare before that could happen, but what. He listened into the darkness. And there he heard it. A small muffled crying, a sobbing, from the other side of the door. Who by Merlin's beard would that be? A Ghost? Well whoever it was, he was not supposed to be in Snape's Office a this time of Night! He stood up quickly, only dressed with sleeping trousers and slammed the door open to give the culprit a good startle.

He definitely succeeded in that. Harry Potter sat on the floor, Tears streaming down his cheeks and now looking terrified. Snape had completely forgotten about him. "What on earth..." he started out but the words chocked in his throat. How could he look so helpless, so fragile? And why did this look so familiar to him? And then he knew. It was the same kind of look the Dream-Harry always had, right before Voldemort killed him. Some Part of Snape's brain must have been shut of a this moment, because instead of telling him that now, that he was awake, he could get lost, he dropped down to his knees and took the sobbing boy into his arms. The crying stopped for a second, and the boy went rigid. Snape wanted to draw back, as to not frighten him more, with this more then unusual and inappropriate behaviour, but to his surprise, to Hands clinched on his Arms, shaking but firmly gripping him so he couldn't back away.

"I'm sorry...hic...to...hic...bother you S-sir...hic" said he between sobs, clearly trying to pull himself together

"Now, now..." was all that Snape could muster. He had absolutely no experience, whatsoever how to console a crying teenager, but he definitely knew that what he was doing right now, was not the way a teacher should console a student.

And it got worse, when he felt Potters Hands on his back, warm and soft... A memory of green eye's came up in his Head, but they weren't Lily's...

And Severus Snape did something very stupid. He kissed Potter, right on the mouth.

And Potter kissed back.

At first it was careful, clearly inexperienced. But soon, both of them grew more courageous seeking out the other. Snape parted Potters lips with his tongue and the Boy let him in willingly.

With a soft sigh, he sank back on the ground, taking Snape with him, who let go of his lips, only to start kissing his collar bone, and neck.

"P-professor..." These words pulled Snape back into reality. What was he doing? Potter was a student, a boy on top of that and he was about to... do what exactly?

"No! Please Professor... Don't... please... don't stop..."

Snape looked down on the younger one, whose eyes went teary again. "Potter, this... this isn't..."

"I know it's not allowed, but I won't tell anyone, I promise, please, only this once... only tonight..."

Something I this words triggert Snape. Only this once. There would never be another chance. Not after this Year was over. He would be gone. Hated. Harry would only look at him to kill him. Only tonight.

And with a deep Breath he threw Caution to the wind and began kissing his way down, sliding one hand beneath Harry's Sweater. Harry. It sounded nice to say his First name, even if only in his head. The boy started to pant as Snape found his already stiff Nipple and started teasing it, circling around and Pinching a little. Then he let go for a second, to pull the Sweater and Shirt of Harry, exposing his white Chest. Harry was halfway through the transformation from a boy to a man. He was still slender but muscles started to show themselves under his abdomen an on his Arms and his shoulders became broader. Snape let a hand slide down Harry chest, then bend down an started to suck on a nipple.

Harry arched his back and a small moan fled his lips as the grown man started rubbing his trousers and his growing member inside them. With a wif of his hand, Snape made them vanish, along with Harry' underwear, so that the boy was now completely exposed to him. He took Harry's Member into his hands and started rubbing it. The boy moaned again, louder this time, and bit his lips as he started to pant and wriggle under Snape's touch.

"Let your voice out Harry, no one will here you" Said Snape in a low voice, showing his own Lust.

He continued licking and kissing Harry's Torso, but was now wandering down.

And when he took him in his mouth harry gave a scream and clenched his hands into the Potions Masters Hair.

"More...oh, God, More!", he gasped, as Snape now began circling his entrance. Harry took in a sharp breath when he led on finger in, slowly preparing him for later. Harry's stifled cries soon became more moans of pleasure and Snape took a second and third finger to make sure he wouldn't be in Pain.

"More...Sever...us...please...", The boy Panted and wriggled beneath him. And Snape obliged. With one swift movement he took out his Fingers and placed his own length at the boys entrance. Then he slowly started pushing in. Harry gave a whimper of Pain and Snape could see a single tear rolling down his Cheek. He bend down to lick it up.

"Bear with me jut a little longer," he said "It'll soon be better." he pushed all in in and waited for Harry to relax. When the boy softened he started to slowly pull out and push in again and was son rewarded by not painful cries but pleasured moans and gasps. Snape started to pick up the pace going faster and the boy clenched his hands on his arms, pulling him close. Faster and harder, Snape rammed into him, and satisfied by the screams an d yells he got as a reply until he felt he couldn't hold it any more. With Harry's Name on his lips he came, soon followed be the younger one.