A/N: Hi everyone! I promised to jump right into the next chapter, and so I have! Here is chapter Nijuuroku (26) please review! Also I'd like to congratulate George2Bob1 for posting the 200th review! Yay! Thank you very much.

DETENTION WITH MS. PINK

"What time is it?" Harry asked. He was laying on the couch next to his professor, with his head on his chest, eyes drooping closed from mild exhaustion.

Severus had his arm wrapped around the boy, his hand angling up to toy with a lock of his lover's hair. "Mm…" He turned his head to look up at the clock on the mantle. "five minutes til one." he said smoothly.

"What?" Harry sat up quickly and looked at clock himself. "Shit! Herbology class is almost over!" He jumped up and grabbed his clothes from the floor, pulling his pants on frantically.

Severus sat up and smiled as he watched the boy in his fit of hysteria. "Harry, I'll write you a pass, asking for you to be excused. Saying something about how it's your fault for getting a detention tonight so we had to change our tutoring session to lunch." the man suggested easily.

"I thought you weren't going to treat me any differently then your other students, just because we're together." The boy challenged. It wasn't that he was ungrateful for the help, he just didn't want to be favored.

"I am an understanding man, Harry." Severus said with a quirk of his eyebrow. "You did say earlier that you had class, and it was my fault for keeping you. And of course I'm treating you differently then I would my other students. Do you think I go around and sleep with all of them?"

Harry blushed slightly. "Well I hope not." he finished fastening his belt and then went to buttoning his shirt.

Severus rose to his feet and stepped close to the boy. His hands went out to cover the other's and then he leaned down and pressed his lips to Harry's. "You're the only one I've ever met in my entire life that's made me feel this way." he whispered against those delicious lips.

"Severus…I…" Harry could feel the emotions welling up almost to bursting point. "I…"

"Yes?" the man urged. He felt nervous and almost expecting the boy to say what he had almost said last night. He had a pretty good idea what it might be. But he wasn't going to believe anything until Harry actually said those three words. The only problem was, did he love the boy? Sure he cared very much about him. And was easily thrown into jealousy, but he mostly wanted to see his lover happy. Did that mean he was in love with him? He had talked a little bit about this with Dumbledore, but still didn't know for sure. He knew he'd do just about anything for him. And he knew the trials that lay ahead of both of them. And after knowing what would have to take place, he could still himself with Harry.

"I have to go to class." Harry said with a friendly smile as he stepped back to button his shirt and finish getting dressed.

"What? Oh…right. I'll just write up that pass for you." the man said feeling a little disappointed. What would he do if Harry told him he loved him? How would he handle that? What would he say in return? No doubt if the boy actually every did say that, he'd be expecting Severus to say it back. But could he?

He moved over to a small desk and pulled out a piece of parchment to write on. As he scribbled over the paper Harry walked over completely dressed again. "You should probably put your pants on before you leave here." the boy smiled as his eyes moved over Severus' nearly naked body.

The potion's professor looked up and gave a small, half smile. "Oh I don't know, I kind of like the breezy feeling." he held out the pass as he smirked at his lover.

Harry laughed and took the paper. "Well, what if I don't like the fact that other people can see what's mine?"

"Oh? And what part of me belongs to you?" Severus inquired with a quirk of his eyebrow.

"Oh, alright. Then I guess nothing of me belongs to you." Harry said with a nod. "I'll just go share with everyone."

Severus' face fell dramatically. "I see your point." He stepped around the desk and reached up to pull Harry close to him. One hand on the back of the boy's neck as the other arm snaked around his waist. "All of you, belongs to me." he said in a rough voice.

"I suppose it's a fair trade, so long as all of you belongs to me."

"It's a deal." with that he claimed Harry's lips with his own in a quick and passionate kiss. "Now hurry to class." he said as he released his lover and went over to pick up his clothes from the floor.

"Yes sir…professor." Harry said with a grin before turning and making his leave.

Severus' head shot up when the boy said 'professor' and shot him a playful glare.

Harry hurried and found his way to the greenhouse, just as the lesson was at its end.

"Mr. Potter?" Ms. Sprout asked surprised as he entered. Every eye in the room was aimed at him.

"Uh…yeah, sorry ma'm. Professor Snape needed to talk with me and it lasted a bit longer than expected. I have a pass, though I'm not sure what good it'd do now." Harry flashed a polite smile as he crossed the room and handed the parchment to the woman.

She unfolded it and read it carefully. "This is rather surprising." she said folding it and stuffing it in her pocket. "This must be the first pass that man's ever written in his whole career." she chuckled. "That must have been quite the discussion."

"Eh…" Harry reached up and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Well take your place, but class is over."

"Yes ma'm, thank you." the boy moved and went to stand beside his friends.

"Harry." Ron said leaning around Hermione to whisper to his friend. "Malfoy came look'n for you. Said he needed to talk to you. But Crabbe and Goyle weren't with him. What does he need to talk to you about?"

"Well I don't know, Ron. You only just told me." Harry laughed.

"Right, well I thought you might have an idea." the red head said.

"Perhaps it's something that he can't say." Hermione said with a shrug.

"Can't say? What can't he tell us?" Ron asked his eyebrows knitting together.

"No, I really have no idea why he would want to talk to me." Harry said again.

After they finished with their classes and dinner Harry made his somber way to the DADA classroom. He didn't see Ms. Pink there so he figured she must be waiting for him in her office. He climbed up the stairs and lightly knocked on her door.

"Enter." he heard a small wind chime like voice dulled from the door between them.

Harry turned the knob and stepped into the room hesitantly. The walls were a sickly shade of pink and there were pictures of cats every where. The whole room made the boy want to vomit.

"Harry, my dear, come in and take a seat." she said in a cheery tone as if she hadn't been expecting him. "You're going to be writing lines for me today." she said as her student took a seat in a small desk he found in the corner of the room. He bent down to grab his quill and parchment from his bag but he was interrupted by Ms. Umbridge. "No, we're going to be using a rather special quill of mine." she piped as he handed him a worn out looking quill. She laid out a few sheets of parchment on the desk in front of Harry with a smile.

"What do you want me to write?" he asked looking up her a little confused.

"How about…'I shall not tell lies'." the woman said as she folded her hands delicately in front of her.

"How much?" Harry said with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh, let's say until the message sinks in." she smiled at him with a small undertone of hatred.

Harry let out a sigh before picking up the quill. "Um…you haven't given me any ink."

"Oh you won't be needing any."

"Okay…" Harry put the dry tip to the paper and pulled it across slowly. He was surprised to see a thick red line in its wake. "Hm." he continued writing out the first sentence, but his other hand was beginning to burn slightly. He was able to ignore it going on to the second sentence. But once he reached the third it was beginning to be a real problem. He looked down at the top of his hand. Slowly scratching its way into his skin was the sentence, 'I shall not tell lies'. he grimaced in pain and looked up at the professor.

"That's right." she said stepping closer to him. "You understand now, don't you?"

"I understand you're crazy." he said rubbing his bleeding hand.

Umbridge's face fell dramatically. "Why don't you go ahead and fill up those three papers?" she said with a hint of venom coating her otherwise cheery voice.

"Front and back?" Harry asked picking up the quill again.

A/N: hey there! I'm getting to this as fast as I can. I've recently become pretty ill, I had to go to the emergency room a while ago, but I'll get everything sorted out. I was wondering if anybody would be interested in a Snarry rp with me. I would have to play Harry, I'm sorry I'm just horrible at playing semes (guy on top) okay if you are send me a private message. And stay tuned for chapter Nijuunana (27).