Snape sat down at his old potions desk. He should have trotted off to bed like Dumbledore had told him but there was no way he was getting any sleep after what the man had just revealed to him.

He didn't know what to do as his eyes danced over the myriad of potions bottles lining the classroom walls, as though one of them would hold the solution to this awkward dilemma.

Though, he couldn't deny the warmth that filled his heart at the knowledge that someone actually loved him. He dare say it was the very first time it had happened to him in his entire life.

He shook his head before resting his head in his hands.

Why did this have to be happening now?

*~.~*

Harry strode down the corridor that he dreaded more than all the others combined as he spotted the door to his potions class appear upon the horizon.

Gods he hated detention, especially when it was a detention that he had done nothing to deserve.

A few steps out from the door, the echo of voices from within the classroom caused him to stop dead in his tracks. He darted to one side of the corridor, his ears burning as he strained to listen in. He knew better than to eavesdrop, yet that still didn't stop him from doing so.

"I wondered if you would care to join me for a weekend away." Dumbledore's voice warmed the dungeons as though it were a fire. He leaned against the front bench of the classroom as Snape stood almost defensively behind his own desk.

Snape eyed the man suspiciously.

"You have known me since I was eleven years old. Why do you suddenly want me to join you on one of your weekend adventures? Have you found another object of interest and you need me to go get it for you?" Snape narrowed his eyes as though he wanted to add more venom to his words but decided against it.

"Severus." Dumbledore smiled gently, the slight echo of amusement played out within his eyes.

"I thought it were obvious, but I wish to spend time with you."

Snape parted his lips to speak but nothing came out.

"Though, I can understand if I have perhaps scared you with what I told you last night." The Headmaster sighed.

"You didn't scare me." Snape stated hastily, as though being perceived to be afraid of something some how reflected poorly on him.

"Then I can count on you to join me? I know you hate crowds so I intend that we will go to a little stone cabin in the woods. I hear there is a lovely hot spring nearby. Hot springs are best enjoyed naked of course." Dumbledore winked at the professor, to which Snape did not look amused.

Naked? Harry screwed up his face as he wondered if he hadn't misheard Dumbledore's words. Though, he didn't know which was worse, Dumbledore naked or Snape?

"Though I must say, I am surprised that I didn't find you in the DADA classroom."

"Potter owes me a detention, so I thought it best to do it here."

"Oh, I see, and what was it that he did to deserve a detention?"

"Nothing really." Snape resigned before averting his eyes away from the Headmaster, as though afraid of having to justify his actions to the man.

"I see." Dumbledore straightened up before striding behind the younger man's desk.

"He just reminds me so much of his father." Snape gritted his teeth.

"Severus, you must let it go."

Snape closed his eyes, he knew the Headmaster was right, but that didn't make the execution of it any easier.

"Severus," Dumbledore whispered, he was now standing right next to Snape, his warm breath dancing over the younger wizard's ear.

"Can I kiss you?"

Harry faltered, managing to cover his mouth to stop the gasp from escaping. He didn't even feel mad at Snape for giving him a detention for literally no reason anymore.

Snape turned to the man, a pained expression imbedded itself upon his face. It seemed as though the gap between his reality and his ideals was slowly crushing him.

"If you must." Snape resigned as he felt Dumbledore close the small gap between them, there bodies now flush against each other.

Harry sunk his teeth into his fist as the sound of wet lips upon wet lips echoed through the room.

He could hardly believe it as he crouched closer to the edge of the classroom door. He would have to see it to truly believe it. He peered around the door frame and sure enough there stood Snape and Dumbledore, locked in an intimate embrace.

"I love you Severus. I always have."

"Not always, surely." Snape eyed the man dubiously as though he believed the older wizard was simply trying to flatter him.

"Always."

Dumbledore's hand slid from around the man's waist before sliding over the professor's buttocks.

"What do you think you're doing?" Snape stated as he reached for the older wizard's hand before prying it back safely on his hips.

"Trying my luck." Dumbledore smirked before stepping away from the dark-haired wizard. The Headmaster turned on his heel before starting for the door.

"I will come and collect you on Friday evening." Dumbledore stated as he strode across the classroom towards the door.

"Do I have a choice?" Snape muttered, raising an eyebrow as the older wizard disappeared from sight.

Harry panicked, there was no where to go as Dumbledore quickly approached him. He froze with fear, as though he had just become a statue.

It was too late.

"Good evening Harry." Dumbledore smiled warmly before striding past the young wizard.

Snape's eyes widened as he froze on the spot.

Harry could have died of embarrassment but it didn't seem as though Dumbledore even cared that he may have overheard that entire conversation.

But even if Dumbledore didn't mind, he was sure Snape would.

"Mr Potter." Snape's cold drawl summoned him as Harry suddenly felt as though he were walking straight towards his execution.

The professor eyed the boy dubiously.

"How long have you been standing there?" His eyes narrowed dangerously as Harry wondered why Snape was even bothering to ask him. Its not as though he was about to tell him the truth.

"I just got here." Harry lied as he stood awkwardly in front of Snape.

The man clenched his teeth before looking away, as though there was something he was dying to say but decided against it.

"Just go away Mr Potter." Snape stated grumpily as he waved his arm in an annoyed fashion at the door.