Disclaimer: Not mine, just the plot
A/N: sorry for taking so long on this chapter! I hit dead ends as I was typing this… but now no worries! I am done!! Muwahahahhahaha! –gets smacked on the head by Andeh- D:
-talks to myself- wonder if this chapter is good… -slips and falls to the ground- AHH!
So… er… uhm… Harry tried to get lovey lovey with Severus but failed miserably. Not to mention, Severus lost a good chunk of hair… haha jk! Maybe he'll succeed this time… maybe.
Time for some fun in the snowwwww!! YAY
Chapter 14: Nervous? Of Course… Not
Harry woke up and sat up warily on his bed. Yesterday's occurrences flashed across his mind. Harry groaned and put his head in his hands.
'Everything went wrong… it was so embarrassing…'
He rubbed his face with his hands tiredly and swung his legs off the side of his bed. Placing his feet inside the warm black slippers, Harry padded slowly to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Harry came out, dripping wet and only had a white fluffy towel wrapped around his hips. With all the thoughts floating around his head he forgot to take fresh clothes into the bathroom.
"Merlin it's fuckin cold!" Harry cried as he scrambled over to the wardrobe and yanked the door opened. Quickly, Harry grabbed a black sweater, black sweat pants, and a pair of socks; he donned them with haste.
"Ahh… much better." Harry sighed happily.
Harry walked out the room and went downstairs. He rounded into the kitchens and reached up into a cupboard to get his cup when Harry heard Severus clearing his throat behind him. He looked back and smiled at the older man.
"I was just going to make some coffee. You want a cup?" Harry offered. Severus nodded and Harry turned around to get another cup.
Harry puttered around the kitchen while Severus looked on with amusement. It was the first time seeing Harry wearing all… black.
"Harry are you pretending to be me? You're actually wearing black."
Harry turned on the coffee maker and turned around to face Severus. He crossed his arms in front of him and smiled.
"No… I just took whatever from my closet and threw them on. Besides, I favor darker colors over light colors any day."
Harry then sauntered over to Severus and wrapped his arms around the older man. When his hands reached the small of Severus' back Harry rubbed small comforting circles. Harry pressed his ears onto Severus' chest and listened to the soft heartbeat; Harry let out a sigh.
"Is my heartbeat that interesting?" Severus asked, chuckling. "You should go tend the coffee now… it's ready."
Harry sniffed once and indeed the delicious coffee scent wafted into his nose. He untangled his arms and gave Severus a light kiss on the lips. Harry skipped over to the counter and poured two cups of coffee.
"Do you want milk in yours?" Harry asked before he made his way over to the fridge. He took out the carton of milk and shook the container; it was only half filled.
"No it's alright Harry, I like my coffee bitter."
Harry shrugged and closed the door to the fridge with his foot. He walked back to the counter and poured some milk into his own cup of coffee. He watched the white liquid swirled and blended into the dark coffee. Taking both cup in his hands, Harry walked over to where Severus was waiting and handed the man the cup without milk. Severus murmured his thanks and took a sip.
"So you have anything planned today Harry?" Severus queried as he took another long sip of the hot coffee.
Harry shook his head in the negative. "Not really… I don't really feel like studying up for Potions either."
Harry sighed and sipped his coffee. He was still drinking when he turned around to look out the kitchen window. It was only lightly snowing and the grounds were covered in a blanket of soft snow. Then an idea came crashing into Harry's head.
Harry spun around so quickly that some of the coffee sloshed out of the cup and onto the floor. Severus arched his eyebrows and glanced at the mess Harry made. The teen paid no attention to the small puddle of the fallen coffee and walked right into it. Severus sighed and rolled his eyes; he held up his hand and signaled for Harry to stop where he was. Harry saw the hand and froze in mid-step.
"What? What is it?" Harry asked, his eyes wide. "What's wrong Sev?"
"Don't move." Severus commanded then whipped out his wand and muttered a cleaning spell to get rid of the puddle of coffee.
Harry looked down and saw the wet spot on his socks. Realization dawned on him and he promptly blushed.
"Brat you should watch where you're walking. I don't want you trekking around my house with that soiled sock." With another wave of his wand, Severus made Harry's socks disappeared and left the teen standing in the middle of the kitchen barefoot.
"Oh! COLD! COLD!" Harry cried as he began to hop around the kitchen floor.
Severus barked out a laugh and waved his wand once more and sent both cups of coffee to the sink. Still laughing and shaking his head, Severus walked over to Harry, who continued to jump around, and swept the green eyed teen off his feet. Harry let out a surprised 'eep' once he found himself being carried bridal style by Severus. Harry blushed a light pink and clutched the front of Severus' robes tighter.
"I wasn't finished with my cup…" Harry mumbled; he turned his head and saw that Severus was carrying him to the living room.
"I doubt there was any left in the cup. Most of the contents probably splashed out when you were hopping around."
Harry huffed and stayed silent in Severus' arms. Once they were at their destination, Severus dropped Harry onto the couch unceremoniously, where Harry let out a protest, and sat down next to the teen. Harry glared at Severus as he straightened out his sweater before crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"There was no need to drop me on the couch like that." Harry pouted. He then lowered his head and laid on the Potions Master's thighs. "I'm not some sort of a throw rug you know."
Severus laughed and brought his hand to play with the dark tresses on Harry's head. Harry hummed in satisfaction and closed his eyes, feeling Severus' fingers carding through his hair. Just as Harry was about to fall asleep, Severus stopped playing with his hair and began using his index finger to brush against Harry's cheek. Harry opened his eyes groggily and slowly looked up at Severus, albeit upside down.
"Whassuh…" Harry mumbled incoherently. Severus smirked when he heard Harry mumbled something that was not a word.
"I am amazed at your vocabulary Harry," Severus said, looking down at Harry whose eyes were half way closed. "But anyway… I--"
Severus started then stopped when he saw Harry had already gone back to sleep, his lips were parted slightly and Harry let out a tiny snore. Severus shook his head and just continued stroking Harry's cheek. Twenty minutes later Severus began feeling numb since Harry's dead weight was cutting off the blood circulation in his legs. He moved slowly, lifting Harry's head with one of his hands and taking a cushion with his other. Severus stood up quietly and laid Harry on the cushion; Harry continued snoring and did not stir. Severus pulled a blanket that draped on the back of the couch and covered Harry with it. The teen mumbled in his sleep and turned to his stomach, his face buried in the cushion. Severus bent down and kissed the messy mop before walking away and headed for the potion lab.
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Harry let out a long yawn and stretched. He turned to his side and found himself facing the coffee table. Harry blinked a few times and sat up then winced when his back felt sore. Sleeping on a soft sofa was bad for a person's spine.
"Especially mine…" Harry muttered as he twisted his back left and right.
He then turned his attention to one of the windows; the sun made the snow that covered the grounds glittered and bright. Harry decided that it was time to go outside and play with all the freshly fallen snow. Pushing the blanket aside, Harry stood up and walked down the hallways that led to the lab. He just knew that Severus would be down there if the man wasn't in the living room with him.
"I'm pretty sure Sev's down in the lab," Harry said to himself, "Let's just call it a lover's intuition."
'But then we're not exactly lovers if we haven't… Ah never mind.'
Harry walked down the twisting hallways; the paintings hanging on the wall greeted him as he passed. Four months in the manor, the paintings finally stopped sneering at Harry whenever he went to the lab. Trusting himself not get lost anymore, Harry grinned when the black door appeared at the end of the hall. He slowly turned the doorknob and walked inside.
Severus was hunched over the work table, a steaming cauldron next to him. As Harry marched closer he smelled the wickedly sordid scent of the potion bubbling inside the cauldron. Harry peered down and a look of disgust crossed his face; the thick brown liquid squelched.
"Merlin that smells awful!" Harry yelled; he then pinched his nose.
Severus looked up and turned his head. Harry was glaring down at the cauldron with hate.
"The potion did nothing to you Harry," Severus smirked, "You don't have to look at it as if it killed someone you love."
"Well… It smells awful!" Harry stopped glaring at the potion and looked up at Severus. "What kind of potion is it? Please tell me it's not edible."
"It's a salve actually," Severus explained; he took a ladle and stirred the contents. "It's not quite done yet. By the time I'm finished it should turn white and odorless, unless I add some sort of scented oil to make it smell acceptable."
Harry nodded then glanced at the brown muck once more. "Are you sure that can turn white and odorless? Right now it sort of looks like something from a sewer."
Severus couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Yes Harry it can turn white and odorless. The salve is for healing cuts and getting rid of scars. It's quite helpful actually."
Severus turned around and leaned against the table. "What brought you down here? You were sleeping so soundly an hour ago."
Harry shrugged; a smile was tugging at his lips. "I woke up and saw that you weren't there and I just knew you would be down here so I came to look for you." Harry circled his arms around Severus and sighed. "I also saw how the snow was so inviting and wanted to ask you to join me outside."
"You want me to play with snow?" Severus cocked his head to the side. "You must be joking."
Harry shook his head; his emerald orbs shone brightly. "I'm not. Besides, we need to go out instead of being cooped up in the house all day."
Severus arched his eyebrows and stared down at Harry. The teen pouted.
"Come on Sev! Go out and play… Please?" Harry pleaded; he batted his eyes just to add an effect.
Severus groaned and placed his hand on his forehead and looked heavenward. No one can resist the puppy eyes. No one. Not even Severus Snape himself.
"Alright… Fine. We'll go outside." Severus relented. Harry actually clapped his hands and was about to walk off when Severus grabbed hold of his arm. "You're not going with just that sweater and sweats Harry."
"Aw… if I bundle up… I wouldn't be able to move!" Harry whined.
"Remember Harry if you caught a cold you'll be sneezing everywhere and I don't want you contaminating my house." Severus chided.
Harry grumbled the rest of the way up to their rooms where he and Severus put on their warmest coats.
(Later outside in the snow covered grounds…)
"Ohhh… Cold breeze!" Harry shivered as winds whipped across his face; he pulled his scarf higher to cover the bottom half of his face.
"It's a good thing I made you wear your coat and scarf isn't it?" Severus smirked. "Otherwise I would have another grand show of you dancing around in the snow."
"Ha.Ha. Very funny Severus." Harry scowled. Another blast of wind had Harry shaking in his boots and running into Severus. "Okay yes! I'm thankful you made me wear a coat!"
Severus lips curled up into a smile and he took out his wand. After a few waves and an incantation, both Harry and Severus found themselves wrapped in a thin layer of warmth.
"Is that better?" Severus asked, tucking his wand back into his coat.
Harry nodded his head and dashed off in front of Severus and bent down to gather snow in front of his feet. Severus chuckled and just stood a few feet behind the excited teen and watched as Harry gathered enough snow and made a giant snowball.
Harry was oblivious to the fact that Severus was ogling his arse and had something wicked in his mind. And so, Harry continued his efforts of making the "perfect snowman".
Severus smirked to himself as he bent down and gathered a handful of snow and rolled it into a perfect sized ball. He walked stealthily and took aim at Harry's arse. The wet, cold snowball smacked against Harry's behind and left a wet splotch on his pants. Harry squealed in surprise as the coldness settled into his bum, not to mention the sting where he was hit was beginning to spread across his arse cheek. Harry spun around, one hand rubbing his behind and the other pointing at Severus accusingly.
"You did NOT just throw a snowball at my arse Severus!" Harry pretended to be mad but failed as he began laughing along with Severus.
"It was too tempting with your arse wiggling around. It made the perfect target… I couldn't resist." Severus chuckled; Harry turned red as a tomato.
"This means war!" Harry yelled; he stooped and began piling snow into his hand.
Severus shook his head and laughed. "There's not going to be any war Harry…" Severus turned and was about to make his way to the front of the house. "Make your snowman, I'll just--"
The sentence was almost out of his mouth when Severus was hit on the arms with a flying snowball.
"HAHA! Take that!" Harry whooped and went to make more snowballs.
"Mr. Potter… You are going to regret throwing that snowball at me."
And so, we find our two favorite men battling each other with flying snowballs. Most of the balls that Harry threw totally missed their target for Severus merely ducked and dodged them with ease. Severus, on the other hand, aimed very well; Harry was now covered with wet splotches. Harry was now frustrated seeing how Severus easily dodged his attacks, so in a last attempt, he made one medium sized snowball and with a growl he ran at Severus and tackled the man. Severus was taken by surprise and fell onto the ground with a 'thump' with Harry on top of him.
Good thing for snow or Severus would have cracked his head open from the tackle.
"Can't dodge this now Severus!" Harry cried with a sinister gleam in his eyes. "Surrender now!"
Before Severus replied Harry smeared the snowball right onto his face and down his neck. Cold snow dribbled down the neck and went further down his body. Severus screamed bloody murder as he tried to shake Harry off of him.
Harry laughed and pinned Severus body down with his own. Harry tsked at the Potions Master.
"Can't escape Severus… I won." Harry said smugly. He looked down at Severus; dark eyes stared back at him.
Harry moved lower, his hands traveling down Severus' body as he did so. His mouth ghosted over Severus thin lips.
"I won…" Harry whispered against it.
Severus licked his lips and parted them slightly. "Yes… You did…"
"So I think I deserve a prize don't you think?" Harry said softly; he leaned closer to those thin lips.
"Mmm…" Severus lifted his head a little and came in contact with Harry's own warm lips.
Harry shut his eyes once he felt Severus caressing his lips with those slightly dry ones, he didn't mind of course. Harry moaned and brought his hands up to tangle his fingers within Severus' silky black tresses. Severus in turn wrapped his arms around Harry's body and brought the teen closer to him. He nibbled on Harry's bottom lip and the teen gave a small squeak. Taking the invitation, Harry opened his mouth to let Severus' tongue to tangle with his own. Harry moaned into the kiss; Severus withdrew his tongue and just continued to kiss along Harry's jaw. The green eyed man was so into the feeling that his hips thrust into Severus' own. Even with all their layers of clothing, Severus felt Harry's arousal pressed against his own.
'Merlin… I don't think I can stop…'
"Harry… I think we should take this inside… My back's getting cold." Severus murmured; his hands traveled down and grasped Harry's arse and he then gave a squeeze.
Harry gasped and pushed himself up a little. "Yes… Yes inside… Let's go inside." He rolled off and stood up.
Severus sat up as well and brushed snow off his coat before standing. With a smirk he swept Harry off his feet, again, and carried Harry back into the manor.
Let the fun begin.
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A/N: hehehe… A good snowball fight can bring so much ;D Anyways, what do you think? You probably know what's going to happen in the next chapter ;P I'm working on it :D Please Review!
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