Chapter thirteen

'Professor Snape gave you that love bite, had sex with you. I never knew he was gay, but then, I didn't know you were gay.'

Harry heard the change in Hermione's voice, it went from a shocked high squeak to normal then contemplating.

'Yeah, he is, we are and it was me that talked him into sex Hermione, not the other way around. Actually, I instigated it all, the kiss, the touching, the sex,' Harry groaned softly.

Hermione smiled then chuckled, 'You've got it bad, haven't you Harry?'

'Yeah and I can't work out why I've fallen for him so fast. It's only been just over a day and I can't wait to see him, I hate being away from him.'

'It can happen Harry, love at first sight and all that. But I don't think it's really that sudden. Look at the way you two were with each other, there might have been feelings then, but all you saw was a teacher that seemed to hate you. He acted his part of a death eater that was supposedly working for Voldemort but really working for Dumbledore and helping you. Even though you said that memory showed him agreeing to help Dumbledore with you because you had your mother's eyes, it had to be more than that. What he did, what he'd been doing for years was dangerous, doing it for your eyes seems so farfetched.'

'I never picked up on it, but he said he always cared about me, he had to act like he hated me so Voldemort wouldn't look into his mind and see the truth. He also said when he started to soften towards me, see me upset or hurt, he had to bring forth his memories of my father and Sirius, his hate for them, that kept him hard. I used to think it was all Severus' fault, with my father and Sirius, but after talking to Remus and Sirius that day, I realised they gave him just as much as he gave them. Okay, one more thing Hermione, you know I've been, well, off, a bit depressed and since I've been with Severus, I'm good. But when you keep going on about things that depression comes back and I can't cope. So can you please just ease off, I need time and I need this year to put all that behind me. But you asking about how I am or anything all the time doesn't help, it actually makes me worse.'

'I'm sorry, I just can't seem to help myself when it comes to you. I've been worrying about you for years, so I ask to find out what I can do.'

Harry gave Hermione a smile, 'I know you always worry about me, like a mother, but I don't need you to. Just let me get through this and I'll be fine. A lot happened to me over the years and it's not just going to go away overnight. Actually Severus has told me things about his childhood and he knows about mine and all the years here. So we've been doing a lot of talking and even though I normally talk to you, talking to him helps more Hermione because he can understand as he went through similar things.'

'Yes, he would understand. When he told you to go to his office, was that to do with your school work or because you're together?'

'He noticed I went from being okay too stressed, so he gave me a massage, it helped. He was the one that told me to talk to you, let you know about us and to let me talk when I want to, not to push. So again after class, that was because I gave him a look, so he knew I needed to talk to him, but that time there was sex. Blimey I can't get enough of him Hermione, enough of his touch and he has the most gorgeous body under those robes.'

Hermione laughed loudly, 'You really have it bad but I don't want to hear that, any of that Harry. I have to think of him as my teacher, not some gorgeous man. So since I know not to keep asking you things and I know who it is that is shagging your arse, you can come to Hogsmeade with me on the weekend.'

'Hermione,' Harry's eyes widened at what she had just said, then he saw her cheeky smile which made him laugh and he hugged her, 'Yes, he does and really good too. Now we have to find you someone, someone that suits you and your personality.'

'I'm in no hurry Harry, I have my friends, my studies, I'm fine for now. I'm just glad to have my friend back and I won't badger you with questions but if you ever want to talk you know I'm here for you.'

'I know you are, you always have been. Oh can you and maybe Neville do me a favour?'

'Depends on what it is and I can't talk for Neville.'

'Spread the word without being obvious that I'm gay and in a relationship. I get girls pinching my arse and asked out all the time. I'm expecting invitations to Hogsmeade.'

'They pinch your arse,' Hermione giggled.

'Yes, I had bruises and it's not funny,' Harry scowled then laughed with his friend.

'Alright, we'll spread the word you're shagging a bloke, but I won't make it obvious.'

'Hermione, why are you talking like this all of a sudden? You would never say shagged my arse, now you are.'

'I think because of what was going on before I couldn't loosen up, I had to stay serious and concentrate. But what you said last night, you're right and not just about personal things about each other. All of us had to be more serious, more grown up, even before we should have. The war is over and we're not in danger anymore and it's like there's this great weight that has been lifted from my very soul, it's a damn good feeling Harry.'

'Yeah, it is and I know what you mean. I feel the same it's just this one thing I have to put behind me and I'm sure I'll be completely free of all that. Now come on, join me for lunch,' Harry hooked his elbow and Hermione slipped her arm through his and they walked down the stairs and out of the common room. Harry pretended to pull a seat out for Hermione which made her laugh before he sat down beside her, 'There's Neville, tell him what I asked,' Harry said softly as he pulled food towards him then he scanned the great hall making it look like he was just glancing around, but his eyes met Severus and he couldn't help smiling and was pleased to get a smile back. Harry gave him a nod then started eating.

Draco Malfoy had been watching his godfather when Harry stepped into the hall and he saw his face light up. When Harry smiled at him, Severus had smiled back and it made Draco happy that his godfather had finally found someone, even if it was Harry Potter which meant they would be seeing a lot more of each other.

That night, Harry did sneak back into Severus' rooms, but this time he was sitting up in bed naked, reading a book. To Harry it looked like he was waiting for him. Harry dropped his bag and took his glasses off before he went to undo his shirt.

'Slowly, I want you to strip for me,' Severus said slow and seductively.

Harry sucked in a sharp breath at the sound of Severus' voice. He slowly bent down and removed his shoes and socks, leaving them on the floor at the end of the bed. Then he decided this time he'd start with his pants, so he undid the button and slowly pulled down his zip before pushing his pants and underwear over his arse and hips then down his legs. He then pulled them off dumping them on top of his shoes. He stood in just a shirt as he stared at Severus and could see the carnal longing on his face. He licked his lips, then slowly undid the buttons of his shirt before pushing it off his shoulder and just let it fall to the floor before he knelt on the bed and crawled up until he was sitting across Severus.

'You like me doing that, don't you babe?' Harry smiled seductively.

'Oh yes, I like that very much,' Severus reached around and grabbed Harry's arse, 'I've been waiting for you baby and I've got plans for us.'

'Oh, what type of plans?'

'I want you to do whatever I ask, without hesitating.'

Harry realised Severus liked to be in control, 'Okay, I can do that and I like the fact that you take control,' Harry realised it was true, he'd been in control of so much from a young age that he liked the fact that someone else could take the lead now.