A New Drug: The war is over, it's almost graduation, and Harry and Severus are out for the same thing… they just don't know it yet.

Title: A New Drug
Rating: Teen
Pairing: HP/SS

A New Drug

Part 9:

One that won't make me nervous

Wondering what to do

One that makes me feel like I feel when I'm with you

When I'm alone with you

Severus just couldn't understand it. He had not seen the boy at all since he passed through the double doors leading out onto the grounds a few days ago. He had stayed in the shadows of the Entrance Hall watching for him to return, but he never did, and soon the doors were locked for the night. Still, Severus stayed and watched, and as the days passed, still, there was no Harry. 'Is he really gone?' Severus wondered. 'No, that couldn't be right,' he thought, second-guessing himself. 'Granger and Weasley would be up in arms, demanding that we search for him. Where is he then?'

The night of the Graduation ceremony arrived, and Severus made up his mind. If he saw Harry, he would drag him away kicking and screaming if he had to, but he was going to get his answers. He was definitely going to find out what was going on – one way or another. He washed his hair, and got ready for the ceremony, donning his dress robes. They, like his work robes, were mainly black, though they were satin and had accents of green, white and silver as well. Once he was dressed, he gave himself an appraising look in the mirror – something quite unusual – dried his hair until it looked soft and silky, framing his face. Satisfied, he picked up an invisibility cloak he had confiscated from one of the students, stuffed it in his pocket and headed for the door.

'Oh, no,' Harry thought when he saw Severus arrive. He took a deep, mental breath and closed his eyes. 'It's all right, I can get through this,' he told himself over and over in his head. Feeling himself harden beneath his robes, he shifted nervously, but as the Headmistress, Professor McGonagall continued down the list toward his name, he began to grow anxious. Then, the strangest thing happened.

Severus turned around from shaking one of the graduates' hands, a few minutes before Potter was called, and slipped out the side door, not bothering to close it behind him. In the small antechamber, he donned the invisibility cloak and stepped back into the Great Hall. He arched an ebony brow when he saw Potter on the stage, shaking hands with Professor Flitwick, then turn to where he normally stood with a look of bewilderment on his face. He watched as Harry stared a moment at the empty space, then moved off the stage toward him.

Harry sighed as he passed by the open antechamber after a quick glance to see if anyone was inside, only to find it empty. Looking morose, he returned to his seat, and Severus arched an invisible brow at his reaction. 'There's still time,' he thought.

Severus kept hidden until the post graduation party in the Great Hall was in full swing, finding once, to his relief, that Weasley and Granger had forced Harry to stay. Removing the invisibility cloak and slipping it in his pocket, Severus returned to the room, seemingly unnoticed. He stepped up behind Harry quietly, and saw the boy stiffen even before his friends had noticed that he was there and paused in conversation, looking bewildered.

"Congratulations, Harry," Severus said softly, and when the boy turned to look at him, he saw apprehension shining in his eyes.

"Th-thank you, Professor," Harry stammered. Severus arched his brow in question, standing there patiently. Uncertain what the man wanted, he lowered his gaze a moment, and saw the proffered hand. Reaching out slowly, he grasped it in a tentative handshake.

Realization dawned on Severus when he felt Harry's clammy hand in his, and he tightened his hold on the boy's hand, not letting it go, and pulled him closer. "You look bored, Mister Potter," he whispered huskily in Harry's ear, and smiled to himself when he heard the unmistakable sound of Harry's breath hitching. "Is the party not to your liking? Perhaps you would care to join me; there is something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

"O-okay," Harry stammered as Severus pulled back and released his hand. "J-just give me five minutes; I'd like to say good-bye to my friends."

"Very well," Severus said. "I'm sure you can find me. I detest parties, I'll be outside." He turned to go, and sensed Harry turn back to his friends before smiling and turning back as though on second thought. "Oh, and Harry…"

"Yes?" Harry asked turning, surprised to find how close the man was. No reply came however; instead, Harry found his lips suddenly captured by those of the man he craved.

Severus smiled into the kiss amid the startled gasps of Harry's friends, and held it just long enough to feel Harry begin to melt. Breaking the kiss, he murmured, "Don't be late." He smiled when Harry nodded dumbly and muttered something incoherent before turning away once more. He couldn't hide his smirk as he left, hearing Harry's friends begin to bombard him with questions.

Harry wanted to scream. That one kiss had been everything he'd dreamed of and more. Severus' words were like music to his ears. 'Don't be late.' Harry smiled in spite of himself as the words of promise echoed in his mind. "I – I'm sorry," Harry stammered, ignoring his friends' questions of disbelief and outrage. He shook their hands without even thinking about it, and then hurried off to find the man. 'To hell with five minutes,' he thought as he slammed back the last of the butter beer he'd been drinking, and threw away the bottle on the way out without even pausing. He stopped in the Entrance Hall and smiled when he saw the man standing there.

"How would you like to come with me, Harry," Severus murmured, his voice carrying softly through the hall to where the Gryffindor stood. "To a private party?"

Harry closed his eyes and sighed, causing Severus to smile. Opening them once more, he walked slowly but confidently to where Severus stood, hesitating only a moment before he looked up into the onyx eyes of the man he loved and whispered, "Will there be more of what was in the Great Hall?"

"It's guaranteed," Severus murmured, slipping his hand in Harry's and holding it with firm gentleness. "All that and more… if you so desire it." As he watched, Harry closed his eyes, going weak in the knees, and moaned softly. The sound sent shivers down Severus' spine.

"Lead the way," Harry whispered wantonly, and Severus did just that.


Author's Note: This is the last instalment of A New Drug here on Fan Fiction - I know I said that there was going to be twelve parts, but I got to looking at it, and I meant twelve pages - each page, save this one instalment, was a part unto itself. With this part, there were twelve pages all together. It was after twelve pages that things got too hot for the Fan Fiction crowd. If you wish to continue the story in two weeks, it can be found on my live journal page or on Ruby Quill. Feel free to contact me privately if you need the web addresses.