The Dark Conspiracy
A/N: Enjoy! :)
WARNING: MA rated content below. Sort of. Read at your own discretion
Chapter 19: A Lame Joke
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A few moments later, Severus was standing right in front of a memorial; a man and his wife, and their one-year old boy.
"Welcome to Godric's Hollow," Harry said, releasing the other man from his embrace. Severus looked murderous.
"You could have at least warned me before you apparated!" he snapped.
"If I warned you, you wouldn't come," Harry smirked. "Now come on!" he motioned for Severus to follow him down a path that would lead them off the main road. Severus followed the dark-haired, emerald-eyed man reluctantly. After a few minutes, they halted in front of a towering wrought iron gate. Severus' eyes widened. Harry grinned, seeing his expression. Harry then took out his wand and tapped it once to unlock the gates. Once it opened, he beckoned the older wizard to stand beside him. Harry then placed his pal on the space directly in front of the gates. The air surrounding his hand momentarily flashed a bright green. Severus looked on, seemingly interested but said nothing. Harry on the other hand caught his eye.
"Do what I do,"
Severus nodded slowly and imitated Harry. The young wizard then cleared his throat.
"I, Harry James Potter, Lord of Potter Manor, hereby allow entrance and residence to Severus Tobias Snape, Lord Prince. May he and I, cohabit your abode in peace and prosperity." After saying those words, Harry's hand glowed green once more, but this time, so did Severus'. The dark wizard felt an unfamiliar tingling sensation course through his body.
"There we go," said Harry, smiling. "You are now keyed in to my wards." Severus looked puzzled.
"You didn't just key me in, didn't you?"
Harry's grin grew wider.
"'Course I did."
"Did –did you even think of the wording you have used?" Severus asked, shocked at Harry's nonchalant attitude. "You gave me access and residence, Harry! That means –"
"You are now under the Lord of the Manor's protection." The younger wizard finished for him. He then sighed. "I knew what I was doing, okay Sev?"
Severus exhaled deeply. 'Wait, did he just address me by that ridiculous nickname?' Before Severus could even protest Harry's use of his shortened name, the young savior was already walking up towards the front door. Severus followed him quietly. When they had reached the entrance, Harry opened the door and stepped aside.
"After you," he bowed, asking Severus to step in ahead of him. The ex-spy stepped in and was immediately arrested by what he saw. The manor was done in updated Victorian style elegance; wood paneling and carvings adorned the huge space, as did tons of priceless heirlooms. Harry saw the awe in Severus's face and smiled.
"Welcome, Severus, to Potter Manor."
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Hermione walked up to a discreet-looking establishment.
"So this is the place…" The bushy-haired witch breathed as she moved to enter the dark lacquered wooden door.
"Professor? Harry?" Hermione called out. The space inside was dark and cluttered. No one seems to be around. 'Where on earth could they be?' she thought. Sighing, she turned back outside to leave, when she bumped into something –or to be more appropriate, somebody.
"Watch it where you're going –" a snobbish voice said firmly. Hermione looked up and saw pale gray eyes staring back at her.
"Malfoy."
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"What are you doing here, Granger?" Draco Malfoy asked, eyeing Hermione suspiciously, Hermione folded her arms across her chest.
"The same thing could be asked of you, Malfoy."
Draco's eyes momentarily widened at her accusatory tone, but he then recovered.
I don't know abut you, but this happens t be my godfather's apothecary. And I'm here to visit him." The blond-haired young man smirked. "What's your alibi for snooping around?"
"I am not snooping around! Hermione exclaimed. "I am looking for the Professor and Harry because I need to speak with them –"
Draco's pale eyes shot up.
"Potter! What would Potter be doing here? My godfather hates him!"
"It's actually none of your business, Malfoy." Hermione turned to leave. They're not here anyway. But if you do see Professor Snape, well, tell him I've found out about the truth." She then disapparated, leaving a confused Draco behind.
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After about a coupe of hours later, after they had their lunch prepared by an enthusiastic elf, Harry was showing Severus to his rooms. They walked up three flights of stairs and down a hall until they reached the end of it, culminating with two perpendicular rooms. Harry turned to his companion.
"Well, here you are, Severus, our rooms…"
"Our? Our rooms?" Severus asked, sounding flabbergasted. Harry smirked.
"Well, that didn't sound right, did it?" The young lord of the manor let out a small chuckle, leaving his companion all the more apprehensive. Harry saw the look on his face.
"Relax, Severus. I'm not going to make you share your bed with me… at least not yet…" Harry teased. Severus' mouth was agape. Harry turned his back on him with a big amused grin on his face. He then cleared his throat.
This is your room, " Harry said, pointing to a door at his left. "This is mine," he said, pointing to his right. "I hope Winky fixed yours to your liking. You can stay there and freshen up or take a nap until dinner time. I've already asked Winky and Dinky to pick up your things for you from your house –"
"Dinky?"
Winky's and Dobbys elfling."
"Oh," Severus remarked, remembering Harry's other former over exuberant house elf. "Really creative name…"
"Could be worse," Harry told him with mock seriousness.
"Oh? How so?" Severus asked curiously.
"Donky. I could call him Donky."
Severus' face screwed up in a look of utter disbelief and painful amusement.
"That's the lamest joke I've heard, Potter."
Harry laughed.
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Severus woke up with a knock at his bedroom door. He looked outside the window. The sky was already dark. 'I must've overslept,' he thought. He sighed as he stood up to answer the frantic knocking. He took a deep breath and opened the door slightly.
"Hello, Severus," the voice breathed.
It was Harry.
"I –I must have overslept." Severus said. "It won't take me long to get dressed for –"
All of a sudden, Harry pushed his door wide open.
"I don't think I need you dressed for this, Sev." The younger man snarled. Severus looked confused.
"Ha –Harry? I –"
The rest of his words disappeared in his throat as Harry suddenly had his lips on him. Severus' eyes widened in surprise as the young man began delving into his mouth, seeking entrance. Severus ad been kissed before, but not with such intensity and want as Harry did. The older man could not help but moan as Harry's tongue finally gained control of his mouth. It met with his own and together they performed some sort of a frenzied dance, nipping, tasting, sucking lightly.
"You taste so sweet, Severus," he heard Harry say. He then felt the young man's hands snaking their way from being wrapped around his neck, down to his chest as the kiss deepened. Severus gasped as Harry then began undoing the buttons of his robes. He pulled out of their kiss to look at the young man. His gaze was met by lustful, emerald eyes.
"Harry?" Severus swallowed as Harry was finally able to remove his shirt. Harry then pressed himself against the older wizard. Severus thought he could feel the straining erection in Harry's pants rub against his upper leg.
"I want you, Severus. I want you now.
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Severus woke up with a start. He was lying on his bed. Alone. He glanced at the window. The sun was just about to set. He sighed and cursed himself inwardly, remembering his dream.
"Stupid, bloody dream!" he said under his breath. He chanced a look down at his pants. The bulge he found there was no dream at all. "Stupid, bloody Potter. You really are the bane of my existence, you know? Even dreams of you make me want to strangle myself to death!" he spoke to the ceiling. Severus indeed had had dreams like that before, but never did they play out so… so vividly. "I wonder if it had something to do with the bond?" he thought to himself. He then shook his head. "This was a bad idea. Now I won't be able to look him in the eye without thinking … Ugh, Merlin, Severus, quit thinking about it!" He scolded himself. "Have you gone mad?"
'Probably, since you are talking to yourself,' said a little voice in his head.
"Shut it!" Severus slapped his forehead. "Merlin, I've really gone off the deep end."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Severus?" It was Harry.
'Think potions, think potions…' Severus berated himself.
"Severus, are you up yet? Dinner's ready!"
'The Draught of Living Death contains the essence of belladonna…'
"Severus! I know you're up! If you don't answer me, I –"
'Three clockwise stirs… four counterclockwise, then –'
" –I will come in there myself and carry you bridal style all the way down t the kitchens!"
'Damn. You.'
"I will be right down!" Severus yelled back. 'That Harry Potter sure knows how to get to me.' He then glanced between his legs. 'Hey, maybe pudding would do us good, don't you think?' His mind huffed in response as he exited his private chambers and made his way down towards the dining hall.
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A/N: So… what do you think? Reviews are love! Until next time! – Eastwoodgirl
P.S. Oh, and if you have time, please do check out my other new story Look At Me. It's just a little one-shot that I made while ruminating the purpose of my existence. Heheh. If you can read and review that too, that would make me soooooo happy I could die tomorrow. Ciao!