8. Stolen Kisses
The night of Slughorn's party came with Severus and Harry sitting at the same table completely coincidentally thanks to Slughorn's meddling. Severus just hoped that no one would see what he thought was obvious attraction between the two males. True enough the Lovegood girl that Harry had brought and Severus had spent the evening sneering at. Harry may have insisted that there was nothing but friendship between Lovegood and his Harry. Severus really had to stop thinking of Harry as his.
But that didn't mean he was any less angry about there being another person in the picture. Okay Harry was obviously gay. True enough he had thought himself straight until that previous September. He looked between the girl and his lover there didn't seem to be any attraction but Severus had been hurt too much to believe that out of everybody who would be willing to date the Boy Who Lived Harry had chosen his greasy, old potion's master. The odd girl seemed to be looking between Harry and Severus.
'Harry doesn't care about what people think,' Luna said suddenly.
Harry was talking to Trelawney rather reluctantly. Not that Severus blamed him all things considering. Severus didn't like talking to her either the prophet always reminding him of what he had done. How he had sold out his first love, his best friend and lover's parents to Voldemort. Severus imagined that Harry felt much the same towards Trelawney. That was when Lovegood spoke. Severus paled at what she had said. Did she know? Had Harry told her? Was she just spouting nonsense that had hit closer to home than she had expected it to?
'What are you talking about, Lovegood?' sneered Severus.
'I saw Harry looking at you,' Lovegood said.
Severus felt his heart close in fear. Lovegood had noticed? If the Lovegood oddity had noticed how come nobody else had noticed? Severus glanced around checking to see that nobody else heard what they were talking about. Harry was being dragged off to speak to Slughorn, Worple and the vampire. Severus felt the fear for Harry's welfare rise up again. He kept an eye on the trio of wizards and the vampire whilst hoping to dissuade the girl of the accurate notion that Potter and he were involved.
Severus sneered, 'that's what your eyes are there for.'
'And you were looking back,' Lovegood continued.
'It's polite when talking to look at someone just because your father never taught you any manners doesn't mean I've got none,' sneered Severus.
'You're familiar with one another,' Lovegood said.
'I have taught him for five and a half years,' Severus replied.
'Don't worry I won't tell anyone,' Lovegood said.
'I assure you there's nothing to tell,' Severus said haughtily. 'Look around nobody else thinks there's something odd going on.'
'People see what they want to see,' Lovegood smiled serenely.
Severus had to admit that the girl was right there. He was guilty of that himself in regards to the boy's home life. He had wanted to see James' son not realising that he was nothing liking James nor was he really like Lily either. Harry was simply Harry not James Potter, not Lily Evans, not the Boy Who Lived but few people saw that. Severus suddenly got an insight into how lonely a life Harry's was; no family and surrounded by people who wanted only his fame. But he couldn't admit to the girl how right she was about his unprofessional relationship with the boy.
Severus stalked off separating couples who were loitering in the alcoves cursing people here and there. Then he caught sight of the boy who seemed to be always on his mind these days. Harry seemed to be hiding from his adoring fans in the alcoves. Here was the Gryffindor Poster Boy the epitome of Gryffindor supposed bravery (what Severus saw as foolishness) when fighting Voldemort and his followers hiding from a bunch of school kids. Severus couldn't help but laugh internally at this.
'Why Mr. Potter,' Severus drawled. 'Hiding in the alcoves how very brave,' Severus smirked.
'I'd rather face Voldemort any day rather than my admirers,' shuddered Harry.
'Oh I'm sure that not all your admirers are that bad?' smirked Severus.
Severus sank into the small alcove hidden behind the red curtain with golden tassels – how appropriate for a Gryffindor although not really a Slytherin. He could see the minute details on Harry's face that one only saw when they were in kissing distance. He could see the fine lashes behind Harry's glasses. The minute strands of red within the mane of raven hair. The almond shape of Harry's emerald green eyes that fluttered slightly as he looked up at Severus. The slight flush on Harry's cheeks.
'Can you think of an admirer I'd like to face?' questioned Harry.
'Oh I should think so,' Severus smirked.
Severus drew the boy closer towards him looking at those slightly parted lips. He pounced on the boy feeling Harry's hands go to his hair. Usually the tugging sensation would be painful but not with Harry; never with Harry. Severus and Harry kissed passionately their tongues exploring each other's mouths forgetting that they were in an almost public setting where anyone could find them. In that moment they forgot about the faces that they had to present to the world as ruthless Death Eater and Golden Boy and what would happen if anyone would had ever find out about the two of them.
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Hermione was looking desperately for Harry. She knew she looked a mess; her brunette curls falling out the bun she had done especially for the occasion, her face flushed and eyes wide. Cormac McLaggen had attempted to grope her but she was having none of it after cursing him with one of the so called Prince's curses which she was so not telling Harry about she went looking for her friend. She was sure that Harry's chivalrous side would respond by hexing McLaggen some more. Not that she condone hexing her classmates or anything.
After realising that Harry was nowhere to be found in the main room she had looked in alcoves wondering if Harry had found some nice boy to kiss senseless. Hermione was well aware that her best friend was gay. It's wet? Honestly Harry what straight guy would say that? Hermione wasn't even sure if Harry knew this yet. Harry could be very slow on the uptake sometimes. Hermione supposed it was because he was so busy fighting a war that he didn't concentrate too much on himself.
So far Hermione had interrupted no less than five couples in various states of passion. There Dean and Ginny who were kissing (Ginny less willingly than Dean). Hermione wished that the girl would get over Harry and realise she had a really great guy already. Harry was obviously never going to be interested in her. Then there was Luna and to her surprise Draco. Hermione hadn't even known that the Slytherin Prince had been invited to the party [1]. Hermione just hoped that Draco didn't hurt the blonde girl.
There had been a few others that Hermione did not know; two boys blond, the handsome Italian Slytherin from her year and a dark haired girl, a raven haired seventh year boy and girl. Then Hermione threw open another curtain at the end that even without the curtains only one right there would be able to see what was going on inside. There she saw the last thing she had ever expected to see. Harry hadn't found a boy to kiss under the mistletoe. No he had found a full grown, old enough to be your father man!
Harry Potter and Severus Snape. It sounded like a bad joke. But she couldn't deny it. Hermione doubted that they even realised she was there as they hadn't stopped. Harry had his hands in Snape's hair where the green eyed teen was backed against the wall. Snape's hands were on Harry's bum where they seemed to be slipping up Harry's dress robes. Harry let out a groan into Snape's lips. Hermione knew how wrong the tryst was but at the same time Hermione could not deny that the teacher and the student looked right together.
Hermione wondered if this was just alcohol induced but the way they were Hermione somehow didn't believe it. Hermione may not have Harry's instincts but she could tell there was something more than alcohol in this snog. Hermione thought back onto the last three months. Could it be this secret, illegal affair that had Harry acting so strangely this year? Hermione thought back onto everything that had happened over the last few months and couldn't help but think how much sense that would make.
Hermione thought right back to the first day back at Hogwarts where Harry had come in late. Hermione had heard Malfoy tell them all about the attack in the Hogwarts express that had gone unpunished. Harry had come in with Snape and his lips all bruised. She had thought it was some effect of Harry and Malfoy's fight but now she realised it must have been a kiss. Now that she thought of it Harry had been rather flushed and almost sad as well. Had they kissed all the way back then?
It would make sense. He and Snape had shared a lot of looks that day. And they weren't exactly full of hatred. Then there was the fact that Harry had been hurt by what Snape had said. Then he had seemed almost disappointed about having his detention suspended for a week. Nowadays he didn't seem at all worried about detentions. And she had heard from Ron before they had fallen out that Harry never appeared to return after the detentions. Harry claimed he and it couldn't be proven he didn't but given all Hermione was witnessing it would make sense if he didn't.
Had Harry and Snape slept together? Hermione knew that Severus was in his mid to late thirties so that would mean that he would probably want to have sex. Hermione could only hope that Harry hadn't been forced into anything but judging from the show she was getting she would say not. They may still be fully clothed but those moans were not what you would call at all decent. Hermione could blush just to look at them. Hermione tried clearing her throat hoping that would make some affect.
It didn't.
'Harry,' Hermione said a bit louder.
Hermione didn't want anyone to find out what was happening between her friend and her Professor. At least not until she figured out what was going on because if she alerted someone to this and Harry was happy with Snape – he had seemed a lot happier of late – then she wouldn't begrudge him that. Whether or not she approved was a different matter. Harry and Snape stopped kissing to look at her their eyes going wide when they realised that they were no longer alone. Of course they wouldn't want anyone to know what was going on.
'H-h-Her-Hermione,' stuttered out Harry apparently shocked to see her standing there.
'Granger,' Snape said awkwardly.
'Harry, Professor,' Hermione said.
'Maybe we should take this somewhere else,' Harry suggested glancing around to see if anyone was watching.
'Agreed,' Snape nodded. 'Follow me.'
Hermione didn't know what was going on but she wanted to find out so she followed. They slipped out Harry and Hermione not with Snape obviously pretending not to be together. After all nobody was going to question two students from leaving together early but they would if they appeared to be with their professor. Hermione saw several jealous looking girls glaring at her. They obviously were under the impression that she and Harry were leaving to do something else. Hermione wondered what they would do if they knew Harry was gay.
Hermione considered Ginny. Really that girl had to know when the give up. Harry was never going to be hers apparently he was Snape's. Hermione had heard that there was a fine line between love and hate but this was extreme. All these years of hatred boiled down to a stolen kiss under the mistletoe. Hermione was lead deeper into the dungeons by the two lovers. Harry appeared to know where they were going. They stopped at a door with a silver snake handle which she had never noticed before.
'Adaugeo aevum,' Snape said.
Hermione knew that that was the aging potion. It didn't surprise Hermione that a Potions Master even if he now taught Defence Against the Dark Arts had a password as a potion. The door swung open revealing a soft lamp lit green room with black, leather padded sofas and a small table and a soft white rug. There were several doors leading to other parts of the small home Hermione presumed because Hermione realised that this was where Snape lived. Harry had obviously been here before the way he curled up on the sofa.
'Severus come and sit beside me,' Harry said. 'Hermione can take the other seat.'
Hermione watched incredulously as Severus Snape did what Harry told him to do without so much as a sneer. There was definitely more than sex in this relationship. Hermione just had no idea just what. Hermione sat down where Harry had directed her to as Harry curled up to Severus. Hermione had to remind herself that Harry did not in fact live here but he seemed comfortable enough that he may as well. There was another awkward silence as the three stared at each other. It was Harry who eventually broke it.
'Will you tell anyone?' Harry asked nervously. 'About me and Severus.'
'Are you being forced into it?' I asked.
'You think I would force Harry,' Snape asked shocked.
'Well excuse me for saying you are sleeping with your student,' Hermione said boldly.
'I started it,' Harry said. 'Severus tried to end it before it was begun reminding me that he was my teacher.'
'And?' asked Hermione.
'Since when do I ever listen to what Severus has to say,' laughed Harry.
'At least some things don't change,' Hermione muttered.
'I know how wrong this is,' Snape said. 'And I am less than impressed at my control where Harry is concerned. I couldn't resist him.'
'Tell me from the beginning,' Hermione said.
'I had liked him from last Christmas,' Harry said with a blush.
'That's why you and Cho split?' asked Hermione.
Harry nodded, 'but nothing happened. Then I came back to Hogwarts and-'Harry began.
'I felt attracted to him,' Snape continued. 'I tried to resist him by reminding myself why it wasn't a good idea and showing how much I hated him.'
'Well we ended up nose to nose after screaming at each other,' Harry said.
'When was that?' asked Hermione.
'First night,' Harry replied.
'We kissed,' Harry said simply.
'I think it would have gone further if Peeves hadn't interrupted us,' Snape admitted.
'Did he see you?' asked Hermione shocked she hadn't heard anything if Peeves had seen.
'No he was a corridor off but he made enough noise to distract us,' Harry said.
'I tried to make him loath me,' Severus said.
'Then I seduced him in detention,' Harry said.
'Not that much seduction was required,' Severus admitted.
'This git,' Harry said fondly. Hermione thought it was the first time she had heard the term "git" being used as a term of endearment but then again Harry and Snape weren't the conventional couple. 'Tried to end it again but I quickly changed his mind,' Harry wore a grin that Hermione had never seen before – seductive and dangerous. 'And that was that. Please Hermione don't tell.'
'I won't,' Hermione said. 'But only because I don't want to hurt you. I don't approve of this at all Harry. You and I Harry James Potter are going to have a serious discussion on school rules.'
'Isn't it Severus who you should be having that discussion with?' asked Harry hopefully.
'You're the instigator,' Hermione replied.
'Fine,' Harry sighed. 'But can you save it till tomorrow only it's my last night at Hogwarts…' he trailed off looking at Snape suggestively.
'Please keep the clothes on until I'm out of the room,' groaned Hermione. 'If you ever hurt him I'll make sure you never see the outside of Azkaban,' Hermione threatened Snape as she turned to leave as the two began kissing.
Hey I'm back. I am deliberating about making it an Mpreg. It wasn't going to be but I'm not sure. What do you think? Please review.
[1] Slughorn let Snape stay in the spirit of Christmas and because Snape was too busy with Harry he didn't drag him off to interrogate him about what was going on.
