A/N: Reviewer's notes at the end of the chapter.
Beta by Kristine Thorne
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Hi all, thanks for all your reviews, there were loads for the first chapter of the sequel. I note that some of you want Ron dead, and some want Ron alive. I have this nice little place in the middle and its called 'torture'.
Also, there has been some confusion regarding Harry's appearance and the potion he took at the beginning of the mission. Can I refer you all back to chapter 2 of Dance In The Dark Of Night where Harry watches the changes occur whilst in the toilet cubicle at King's Cross Station. His hair grows longer and stays at shoulder length for the duration of the mission and the beaded braids appear in his hair, his face does not change. Harry has to cover his scar with the bandana. When Harry joins Severus on the platform, they both recognise each other instantly, the changes only make them look more like Muggle hippies, nothing more. The reversal takes place in the hospital wing, when Sev gives out a second potion.Hope this helps. OK, on with Snarry stuff.
Chapter Summary: Harry and Sev's first night back at Hogwarts and Harry has to cheer Sev up after a turbulant day, not your average slash bed scene. Remember the change that occured in Harry the night he took the Kin Bond Sword?
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Chapter Two – Down In The Dungeons
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Harry approached the armchair and knelt on the floor beside Severus, he placed a hand on his Kin's shoulder.
"So you want to be 'debriefed'?" Severus asked with his eyes still closed, the voice still stern but with the slightest of facial expression to show that he was teasing.
"You said you would find us somewhere to sleep," Harry said taking hold of one of Severus' hands.
"Not joining your friends in Gryffindor tower then?" Severus continued to tease.
"You know that I can't," Harry responded, laying his head in Severus' lap.
Severus began to stroke a hand over Harry's head and Harry relaxed into the touch.
"If we are attending a lunchtime meeting we should at least get to bed soon," Severus said, starting to pull the blanket away from his chest.
Harry jumped to his feet allowing Severus to stand; he gathered their things together making sure that the letters were put away safely in his rucksack.
"So where are we going?" Harry asked.
"We are certainly not sleeping in here, you'll see when we get there," Severus responded.
To Harry, Severus looked very worn, withdrawn and tired; the potion was obviously taking a while to work for him.
Severus led the way out of the hospital wing and headed for the main stair hall. Harry followed and soon he was looking up at all the staircases randomly moving around, taking the opportunity since Hermione and Ron had reached the tower.
Severus headed for the staircase, which led them lower and down into the dungeons, the staircases obligingly staying stationary for the duration of their descent. Harry followed Severus still, only thinking about how he was soon going to have his Kin all to himself and in a proper bed too.
It was a little bit colder in the dungeon but no where near as cold as it had been for them sleeping in the tent. They were soon passing what Harry remembered to be the old Potions classroom; Severus didn't even pause to look in. Harry had a look and then had to walk briskly to catch up with Severus again.
Eventually Severus stopped outside a large heavy door.
"Why here?" Harry asked.
Severus looked at Harry as if he was being a bit slow. "You'll see." Severus took out his wand and tapped on the door as he said the password. "Stella Matutina."
The door swung open to allow them inside.
As they entered the first room they both dropped their rucksacks up against the nearest wall. They stood in a living room, which was partly like a study with many bookcases and a big solid desk. All the bookcases were empty and there were no ornaments or personal objects of any kind, the mantle above the fire was empty too. It wasn't an unpleasant room, just obviously unlived in. A few personal items on the shelves and the comfort of familiarity would be the making of the place, Harry thought as he looked around, something in his mind telling him that he would be trying to make the place feel like home sometime soon.
Severus waved his wand at the fireplace and a warming blaze immediately filled the hearth. Next he lit a few torches to give subtle lighting, and then sat down in a chair by the fire, slouching down into it.
Harry looked around but the only other seat was a sofa pulled back from the fire. He chose to remain standing, he didn't anticipate letting Severus remain out of bed for much longer anyway.
"I would like for us to obtain some kind of peace out of this situation," Severus said sternly.
Harry began to wonder with a cold grip on his heart if he was beginning to lose a bit of his Sev, whether coming back to Hogwarts had been a terrible mistake after all. Severus was closing off from everybody else but he was also inadvertently starting to cut himself off from his Kin too, or so it seemed. Severus was staring into the fire, his face blank and expressionless.
"It might help if you didn't give them everything that they expect of you," Harry snappily criticised.
"To match their own charitable effort," Severus snapped in return, not turning his head from the fire.
Harry stood watching his Kin, unsure of what to do next.
Severus brought his arm up to rest on the arm of the chair and let his head fall into the palm, his hair blanketing his face.
Suddenly Harry had an idea, he went to the rucksacks and began to search through his own, looking for something they hadn't used in a while.
"Somebody has to make the first move, I can only defend you so much," Harry said to Severus, his hand at last resting on the thing he wanted.
Harry pulled the crystal ball from his rucksack. He held it up so that Severus would see that he had it, if he cared to look. Harry thought about what Severus was thinking and feeling and immediately he felt the rejection, the hurt and the sadness, perhaps not as intense as the day when Severus had been planning to take the 'Blissful Death', but too much for Harry to bear.
"Is this how it was before?" Harry asked, not really expecting a reply. "You terrorised the students, strutted about, took points unfairly and then you came back here and threw yourself in this chair. Is this what I wasn't seeing? I know what you're hiding under there now."
Harry came to kneel in front of a stony Severus, his face still stubbornly hidden. Tears were still flowing down Harry's face, taking on Severus' emotions, and feeling wretched, thinking of how he would pay for one mistake forever.
"You can't hide from me Severus," Harry said hoping the use of his full given name would catch his Kin's attention.
Severus turned to look up at Harry slowly and saw the crystal ball and saw Harry's reaction to it.
Harry brushed the hair away from his Kin's face with a single hand. "So you can stop trying now." Harry spoke through the tears. "I am here, facing you like a reflection."
Severus' face softened into sadness but it didn't break; it was as if it had been so long he didn't know how to anymore. Severus reached a hand up to Harry's face and Harry allowed the crystal ball to slip from his fingers and roll on the floor.
"It's been a long hard day." Severus said, his voice familiarly softer.
Harry came up from the floor and sat himself down on Severus' lap; letting his legs drape over one arm of the armchair. He began to stroke a hand through Severus' hair till his Kin began to relax with the touch. Harry then leant over for a kiss and Severus groaned a little under the weight.
"You are too big to be sitting on me like this," Severus grumbled.
Harry leant in for another kiss. "Well take me to bed then."
Severus got up from the chair once Harry was standing and headed for the closed door directly opposite the one they had entered through.
"If I know those little creatures at all," Severus began. "The house elves have probably been changing the sheets on this bed every week, even though it hasn't been slept in."
"What is this place?" Harry asked.
"You usually only get like this after a vision," Severus grumbled about Harry's lack of brainpower, but he was back to teasing his Kin again, Harry recognised. "These are my former quarters."
"These are your quarters?" Harry asked as if surprised.
Severus rolled his eyes and wondered if Harry was being purposely dense to make him tease. "Yes, though the rooms have been cleared of books and artefacts, I will have to find out what has become of them."
Severus pushed the bedroom door open and Harry was the first to peer in.
"Well, the bed has sheets and blankets on it, that will do me, I have simple tastes these days," Harry said trying not to think about the fact that he was in Professor Snape's quarters and about to sleep in the same bed as Snape himself had slept in, whilst dreaming of new ways to torture his Potions class.
"Not exactly true Harry," Severus pointed out.
"Hmm, no, you're far from simple," Harry replied.
"This is strange," Severus said looking around the room himself. "I remember it, but it doesn't feel like mine anymore. Maybe the bed will feel better with you in it, I don't think I spent that much time sleeping in it before."
Harry went into the room, leaving Severus in the doorway. "Let's test that theory right now shall we?" He said starting to unbutton his shirt. Harry proceeded to take his clothes off slowly, intending that Severus would watch it all.
First of all, Harry had to stop removing the shirt and get his coats off first, he tossed them onto the floor, expecting Severus to protest at the mess, but he said nothing. Then Harry went back to the shirt and peeled it off. Harry's hands had just reached the waistband of his leather pants when one of Severus' hands closed over the top. Harry found that his Kin had left his position by the door and was standing before him.
"Oh no, you don't," Harry said firmly. "You're feeling a bit low love, I think it's my turn to be in charge tonight."
"That makes a change," Severus replied with a slight smile.
Harry took hold of Severus by the arms and steered him so that he stood with his back to the bed. Harry peeled Severus' coats off and they joined the heap on the floor. Next, Harry unbuttoned Severus' shirt, planting kisses over his chest as the flesh became revealed. Next came the pants and the boots, each inch either kissed or caressed as soon as Harry could get to it.
Harry then drew the covers back and pushed Severus down. Harry took the rest of his own clothes off quickly and jumped into the other side of the bed, pulling the blankets up over his now virtually naked body. Even in their apparent privacy and security he didn't dare take the Talisman off.
Severus lay back on the pillows beside Harry, still looking a bit sad.
"There, is this where you want to be?" Harry asked.
Severus looked to Harry and smiled a little. "If only we could stay here."
"We have till lunchtime," Harry said smiling back. "I'll make you forget about everything else, I know what you've done for me."
"What I've done for us," Severus corrected.
"If I give you some attention tonight, I can be sure that I won't have a vision halfway through, or ever again for that matter. I could play with you all night," Harry said brightly, as he had only at that moment thought about it. "Are you sleepy Sev?"
"No," Severus answered. "Not any more."
"You gave me too much rejuvenation potion didn't you?" Harry asked grinning knowingly at his Kin.
Severus didn't bother trying to deny it. "Yes," He said with an evil twitch at the side of his lips.
"You had better have given yourself too much as well," Harry warned playfully.
"I think I might have done, yes," Severus confessed. "I think it might just be beginning to work."
"Hold on one moment," Harry said jumping up and closing all the curtains around the four-poster bed. "There, that's better, feels more like a tent now."
"You are strange," Severus commented whilst understanding Harry all the same.
Harry pulled himself up on an elbow and leaned over Severus. "Now, I don't require anything from you, you just lie there and I will make you feel like the most wanted pot of gold the wizarding world has ever seen."
"Transforming lead, Harry?" Severus attempted to tease in a self-depreciating manner.
"Shut up Sev," Harry said warmly as he closed the gap between Severus' lips and his own.
Harry trailed a path of kisses down Severus neck and across his shoulder, over his chest and up the other shoulder. The fingertips of a hand trailed over Severus abdomen, making him inhale deeply with the sensation. Harry found that he himself was ready for anything but he wanted to wait till Severus was like a lump of jelly before he took things further.
Now the fatigue had gone and the rejuvenation potion was fuelling them both, Harry felt more intensely hot for Severus than he had previously thought possible without the swords still insitu. Harry desperately hoped that Severus wanted him just as much. If Harry knew anything about the Kin Bond at all, he knew what lay behind Severus' carefully practised restraint and there would be no complaints from him.
Harry was pleased to note that Severus lay completely still as he had been instructed, he had learnt over the months that he oughtn't to mess with Harry when he was busy. Harry lay perched over Severus for a moment, observing his Kin splayed out on the bed next to him. Harry had removed the sheets till they were ready to sleep; he didn't want to get tangled up in them and panic at the restraint.
Harry began kissing Severus on his neck again and trailed down his torso, exploring every curve with a gentle touch, as he stroked the inner side of each arm in turn lightly with his hand. Severus was melting. Harry reached down and stroked the inside of Severus' left thigh, pushing a little. Severus willingly let Harry move him; Harry did the same with the other thigh.
Harry ducked his head down and resumed kissing, letting his hair trail over Severus' abdomen as he ventured lower. Harry was intensely curious, he had played with Severus as a man many times already, but what about the changes the Kin Bond created. Both he and Severus were different to normal wizards, different to normal Muggles too.
The changes that had occurred to both their bodies after they had first taken the Kin had made sure of that. Although Severus' first Kin was dead and he was now an elder Kin, they both still had the equipment necessary for pregnancy, even if Severus couldn't now conceive. It was now Harry's wish to exploit that fact for their mutual enjoyment.
Maybe, Harry thought, he could introduce the subject this way, by making love to Severus in this manner; it might make it easier to ask for the thing he wanted more than anything else.
Harry sat back, looking down at Severus, who was now spread out on the sheets awaiting his next move. Severus' head was flopped to the side on the pillow, a slight frown on his face as he wondered why Harry had stopped. Harry moved to kneel on the bed between Severus legs, pushing with his hand gently encouraging his Kin to give him more room. Severus swallowed with what could have been nervous anticipation, still keeping his eyes closed.
Harry leant forward, letting his head come close enough to Severus' so that he would feel his breath hot on his thigh. It was the usual indication that Harry gave before he began, Harry looked up to see a smile cross Severus' lips. Harry grinned too but in a more mischievous way and Severus couldn't see it. Severus thought he was just getting the usual and Harry's mind was made up. He was going to feel his Kin, warm and tight around him, they could hardly accuse Severus of defiling him, if Harry was the one who did all the giving. They would only be giving him another excuse to maintain his bedroom dominance.
Harry gave Severus only one luxurious lick, before returning his attentions to his abdomen and chest, kissing his way up his Kin's body. Harry trailed the tips of his fingers over both Severus' arms in turn, he then leant down to kiss his neck, nibbling gently and making Severus squirm.
Harry then pulled up a little and trailed his fingertips over Severus' chest, paying particular attention to the nipples. A smile played gently across Severus' lips, Harry found it irresistible and leant forward to take him in a kiss. Severus' mouth opened eagerly and Harry explored every inch, allowing his supposedly submissive Kin to now kiss back.
Harry felt the heat mounting inside of him, the sensations washing over him as he continued to kiss his Kin. It was like the dancing in a way, they were both so inexperienced, Harry hadn't had too much time for loving before Severus and Severus hadn't had anybody prior to his Kin and certainly not after, yet somehow, whatever they did, it always ended up feeling like they had been doing it for years. They had both had some very nasty experiences, Harry would have been too afraid of intimacy with anybody after his uncle, yet when he and Severus were together it just didn't seem to matter.
Harry didn't have to make a decision to take it further, he shifted his weight slightly as he continued to kiss Severus, hardly thinking of anything at all, as he let the feelings of the moment have him. Harry broke off the kiss for a second to run his hands through Severus hair and take a breath before he lost himself completely.
Harry was hard; as he entwined his hands in Severus' hair he pushed up slightly to kiss his neck again and found himself suddenly nudging up against warm flesh. Severus had been moving against the stroking of his hair, almost purring with contentment, but now he froze with an audible gasp. Harry froze in position too, not moving away again but feeling like the sensation would drive him mad if he didn't move forward, he needed to go further now. Harry awaited Severus' response; he needed some indication that he was about to do the right thing.
"Sev?" Harry prompted.
"Hmm?" Severus responded dreamily.
"May I?" Harry asked feeling like an idiot for expressing himself in such a manner.
Severus didn't seem to mind his inarticulacy; he raised a hand and placed it on Harry, pulling him gently towards him, giving his consent without a single word.
Harry gently pushed forward, nudging his way inside, knowing that, despite any prowess either of them might display, this was still a first time. When Harry eventually slid completely inside Severus he forced himself to stop moving and remain there for a moment. He felt very much like a teenager now, he felt like he would tip over the edge sometime very soon and it would never do, he owed it to Severus to think of something very boring. History classes, Harry thought, he was back at school and finding that he hadn't graduated after all, he had double History on a warm sunny afternoon.
"Harry?" Severus whispered. "You all right?"
"Yes," Harry said, breathing in deeply and leaning down to a kiss. "Just thinking of History."
"Hmm?"
"You're so hot, don't want to rush," Harry replied moving ever so slightly and feeling the sensation of it threatening to overtake him anyway.
"Really?" Severus responded. "History?"
"Hmm."
"What about Potions?" Severus asked with a mischievous grin. "Would thinking about that make you last longer?"
"Maybe."
"With me standing behind you, my breath hot on your ear, on your neck, an arm firmly wrapping around your waist, my eyes looking deep into your cauldron." Severus teased.
"Stop it," Harry said giggling and struggling hard with himself to remain still.
"Holding you tight," Severus continued in a whispered voice.
Harry suddenly felt Severus tighten around him and he groaned before flopping onto Severus' chest. "Oh you git, now you've asked for it," Harry said letting go at last.
Minutes later Harry rolled to the side breathless and with his head still spinning, yet somewhere inside himself he still had a yearning. His body felt like a pool of jelly, he didn't think he could get up if he tried. He lay on his back by Severus' side and was aware that he was grinning like an idiot.
Harry looked up and saw Severus leant over him, watching him. Severus ducked down to kiss Harry, it should have been a long luxurious kiss, but it still had fire.
"One of the consequences of our being Kin together," Severus began after he had bit Harry's ear. "Is that I still have something that needs attending to."
To illustrate the matter Severus pushed himself up against Harry's leg.
"My guess is that you have something that might serve very well for the purpose, if you were inclined to allow it," Severus continued.
Harry grinned even more widely when he realised what Severus was hinting at. "The rules still apply?" Harry asked.
"If you really want them to," Severus offered, still kissing Harry, moving to his neck. "Although this could be considered an exception."
"I really want you to, Sev, I've thought of little else for months," Harry said, making sure that Severus was clear on the matter.
"Whatever you do to me, I do to you," Severus said playfully, stroking his hand up Harry's leg. "Except that I can last forever. Are you sure?"
"Yes, very sure," Harry said obligingly letting his legs spread apart as Severus moved him. The yearning deep inside him flooded Harry's mind in anticipation. Harry placed a hand on Severus, encouraging him, ever the impatient younger Kin.
Eventually they slept for a while but Severus woke early, considering the time they had gone to bed. A clock on the wall told him that it was barely eight in the morning. Harry lay curled up at Severus' side in the bed, the sheets draped over him in a tangled manner. To Severus he looked adorable, so relaxed and sated, happy and untroubled. Severus had never seen anything quite like it, they had both had such a hard life so far, he knew he was going to fail to keep his hands off his Harry sometime very soon.
Severus began by stroking Harry's back, not meaning to disturb him, but Harry moved under the touch and shifted to lie resting against Severus' chest. To Severus he seemed to be still asleep but when Severus dared to kiss his Kin on the forehead, Harry pulled himself up to meet Severus lips.
"Wake me up Sev," Harry whispered against Severus' ear, pushing the rest of his body up against Severus, making his wishes clear.
Severus pushed Harry over onto his back and Harry giggled with anticipation. There behind the curtains, it was as if they were in their own little world and everything else had disappeared. "Are you sure you want this Harry?" Severus asked.
"Are you going to ask me this every single time?" Harry replied.
"I want to be sure." Severus insisted.
"If I put it in writing will you stop asking?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Severus replied with a smile.
"Do you want it too?" Harry countered.
"Of course I do," Severus answered as if it was the silliest question he had heard in a long while.
"It's just you've never seemed that keen, almost bordering on outright refusal."
"I never refused you!"
"You made me feel as if I couldn't ask for it."
Severus thought for a moment. "I did, you are right, but I only wished you to consent when you wanted it, not because you felt under pressure. Maybe I over compensated in my effort to hide how I felt. Then, of course, there was the war."
"Wanting this was the only reason I needed for finally confronting the Dark Lord, it was just too daunting before," Harry spoke. "I have never wanted anything more."
"I didn't know." Severus said leaning down to kiss Harry gently.
Harry pulled Severus back to him rather more roughly. "You do now," Harry growled, claiming from Severus a deep and passionate kiss, which served to fuel his Kin for the main activity.
"Just one more time before we have to go back out there to the meeting and lunch," Harry pleaded.
"If the thought of all that doesn't make me last longer, I don't know what will," Severus commented grimly.
"Shh, love," Harry said. "You're with me now." He added getting a firm hold on his Kin and pulling him down into place. "Everything will be all right, you'll see."
Severus ducked down to ravage Harry's neck.
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Stella Matutina - All passwords taken from a book called 'The Golden Dawn' by Israel Regardie
The 'gold' and 'lead' reference is a nod to Nicholas Flamell and the Philosopher's Stone which was reputed to be capable of turning lead into gold as well as the longevity aspect which is mentioned in Harry's year one adventures. It is said that claim of turning lead into gold was never meant literally and was intended to be symbolic of turning a leaden life into a golden life via a journey or quest and the Philosopher's Stone itself never had tangible existence. Basically Harry is turning Sev's life 'golden' by giving him a good seeing to.
TBC very soon
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Quick A/N Don't know if I have to warn about female pregnancy or not, but there will be one soon, no icky stuff. Also, at some point, a het sex scene, a bit rough and consensual, essential to plot, not graphic (ch Truth or Lust).
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Beta by Kristine Thorne
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Hi all, thanks for all your reviews, there were loads for the first chapter of the sequel. I note that some of you want Ron dead, and some want Ron alive. I have this nice little place in the middle and its called 'torture'.
Also, there has been some confusion regarding Harry's appearance and the potion he took at the beginning of the mission. Can I refer you all back to chapter 2 of Dance In The Dark Of Night where Harry watches the changes occur whilst in the toilet cubicle at King's Cross Station. His hair grows longer and stays at shoulder length for the duration of the mission and the beaded braids appear in his hair, his face does not change. Harry has to cover his scar with the bandana. When Harry joins Severus on the platform, they both recognise each other instantly, the changes only make them look more like Muggle hippies, nothing more. The reversal takes place in the hospital wing, when Sev gives out a second potion.Hope this helps. OK, on with Snarry stuff.
Chapter Summary: Harry and Sev's first night back at Hogwarts and Harry has to cheer Sev up after a turbulant day, not your average slash bed scene. Remember the change that occured in Harry the night he took the Kin Bond Sword?
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Chapter Two – Down In The Dungeons
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Harry approached the armchair and knelt on the floor beside Severus, he placed a hand on his Kin's shoulder.
"So you want to be 'debriefed'?" Severus asked with his eyes still closed, the voice still stern but with the slightest of facial expression to show that he was teasing.
"You said you would find us somewhere to sleep," Harry said taking hold of one of Severus' hands.
"Not joining your friends in Gryffindor tower then?" Severus continued to tease.
"You know that I can't," Harry responded, laying his head in Severus' lap.
Severus began to stroke a hand over Harry's head and Harry relaxed into the touch.
"If we are attending a lunchtime meeting we should at least get to bed soon," Severus said, starting to pull the blanket away from his chest.
Harry jumped to his feet allowing Severus to stand; he gathered their things together making sure that the letters were put away safely in his rucksack.
"So where are we going?" Harry asked.
"We are certainly not sleeping in here, you'll see when we get there," Severus responded.
To Harry, Severus looked very worn, withdrawn and tired; the potion was obviously taking a while to work for him.
Severus led the way out of the hospital wing and headed for the main stair hall. Harry followed and soon he was looking up at all the staircases randomly moving around, taking the opportunity since Hermione and Ron had reached the tower.
Severus headed for the staircase, which led them lower and down into the dungeons, the staircases obligingly staying stationary for the duration of their descent. Harry followed Severus still, only thinking about how he was soon going to have his Kin all to himself and in a proper bed too.
It was a little bit colder in the dungeon but no where near as cold as it had been for them sleeping in the tent. They were soon passing what Harry remembered to be the old Potions classroom; Severus didn't even pause to look in. Harry had a look and then had to walk briskly to catch up with Severus again.
Eventually Severus stopped outside a large heavy door.
"Why here?" Harry asked.
Severus looked at Harry as if he was being a bit slow. "You'll see." Severus took out his wand and tapped on the door as he said the password. "Stella Matutina."
The door swung open to allow them inside.
As they entered the first room they both dropped their rucksacks up against the nearest wall. They stood in a living room, which was partly like a study with many bookcases and a big solid desk. All the bookcases were empty and there were no ornaments or personal objects of any kind, the mantle above the fire was empty too. It wasn't an unpleasant room, just obviously unlived in. A few personal items on the shelves and the comfort of familiarity would be the making of the place, Harry thought as he looked around, something in his mind telling him that he would be trying to make the place feel like home sometime soon.
Severus waved his wand at the fireplace and a warming blaze immediately filled the hearth. Next he lit a few torches to give subtle lighting, and then sat down in a chair by the fire, slouching down into it.
Harry looked around but the only other seat was a sofa pulled back from the fire. He chose to remain standing, he didn't anticipate letting Severus remain out of bed for much longer anyway.
"I would like for us to obtain some kind of peace out of this situation," Severus said sternly.
Harry began to wonder with a cold grip on his heart if he was beginning to lose a bit of his Sev, whether coming back to Hogwarts had been a terrible mistake after all. Severus was closing off from everybody else but he was also inadvertently starting to cut himself off from his Kin too, or so it seemed. Severus was staring into the fire, his face blank and expressionless.
"It might help if you didn't give them everything that they expect of you," Harry snappily criticised.
"To match their own charitable effort," Severus snapped in return, not turning his head from the fire.
Harry stood watching his Kin, unsure of what to do next.
Severus brought his arm up to rest on the arm of the chair and let his head fall into the palm, his hair blanketing his face.
Suddenly Harry had an idea, he went to the rucksacks and began to search through his own, looking for something they hadn't used in a while.
"Somebody has to make the first move, I can only defend you so much," Harry said to Severus, his hand at last resting on the thing he wanted.
Harry pulled the crystal ball from his rucksack. He held it up so that Severus would see that he had it, if he cared to look. Harry thought about what Severus was thinking and feeling and immediately he felt the rejection, the hurt and the sadness, perhaps not as intense as the day when Severus had been planning to take the 'Blissful Death', but too much for Harry to bear.
"Is this how it was before?" Harry asked, not really expecting a reply. "You terrorised the students, strutted about, took points unfairly and then you came back here and threw yourself in this chair. Is this what I wasn't seeing? I know what you're hiding under there now."
Harry came to kneel in front of a stony Severus, his face still stubbornly hidden. Tears were still flowing down Harry's face, taking on Severus' emotions, and feeling wretched, thinking of how he would pay for one mistake forever.
"You can't hide from me Severus," Harry said hoping the use of his full given name would catch his Kin's attention.
Severus turned to look up at Harry slowly and saw the crystal ball and saw Harry's reaction to it.
Harry brushed the hair away from his Kin's face with a single hand. "So you can stop trying now." Harry spoke through the tears. "I am here, facing you like a reflection."
Severus' face softened into sadness but it didn't break; it was as if it had been so long he didn't know how to anymore. Severus reached a hand up to Harry's face and Harry allowed the crystal ball to slip from his fingers and roll on the floor.
"It's been a long hard day." Severus said, his voice familiarly softer.
Harry came up from the floor and sat himself down on Severus' lap; letting his legs drape over one arm of the armchair. He began to stroke a hand through Severus' hair till his Kin began to relax with the touch. Harry then leant over for a kiss and Severus groaned a little under the weight.
"You are too big to be sitting on me like this," Severus grumbled.
Harry leant in for another kiss. "Well take me to bed then."
Severus got up from the chair once Harry was standing and headed for the closed door directly opposite the one they had entered through.
"If I know those little creatures at all," Severus began. "The house elves have probably been changing the sheets on this bed every week, even though it hasn't been slept in."
"What is this place?" Harry asked.
"You usually only get like this after a vision," Severus grumbled about Harry's lack of brainpower, but he was back to teasing his Kin again, Harry recognised. "These are my former quarters."
"These are your quarters?" Harry asked as if surprised.
Severus rolled his eyes and wondered if Harry was being purposely dense to make him tease. "Yes, though the rooms have been cleared of books and artefacts, I will have to find out what has become of them."
Severus pushed the bedroom door open and Harry was the first to peer in.
"Well, the bed has sheets and blankets on it, that will do me, I have simple tastes these days," Harry said trying not to think about the fact that he was in Professor Snape's quarters and about to sleep in the same bed as Snape himself had slept in, whilst dreaming of new ways to torture his Potions class.
"Not exactly true Harry," Severus pointed out.
"Hmm, no, you're far from simple," Harry replied.
"This is strange," Severus said looking around the room himself. "I remember it, but it doesn't feel like mine anymore. Maybe the bed will feel better with you in it, I don't think I spent that much time sleeping in it before."
Harry went into the room, leaving Severus in the doorway. "Let's test that theory right now shall we?" He said starting to unbutton his shirt. Harry proceeded to take his clothes off slowly, intending that Severus would watch it all.
First of all, Harry had to stop removing the shirt and get his coats off first, he tossed them onto the floor, expecting Severus to protest at the mess, but he said nothing. Then Harry went back to the shirt and peeled it off. Harry's hands had just reached the waistband of his leather pants when one of Severus' hands closed over the top. Harry found that his Kin had left his position by the door and was standing before him.
"Oh no, you don't," Harry said firmly. "You're feeling a bit low love, I think it's my turn to be in charge tonight."
"That makes a change," Severus replied with a slight smile.
Harry took hold of Severus by the arms and steered him so that he stood with his back to the bed. Harry peeled Severus' coats off and they joined the heap on the floor. Next, Harry unbuttoned Severus' shirt, planting kisses over his chest as the flesh became revealed. Next came the pants and the boots, each inch either kissed or caressed as soon as Harry could get to it.
Harry then drew the covers back and pushed Severus down. Harry took the rest of his own clothes off quickly and jumped into the other side of the bed, pulling the blankets up over his now virtually naked body. Even in their apparent privacy and security he didn't dare take the Talisman off.
Severus lay back on the pillows beside Harry, still looking a bit sad.
"There, is this where you want to be?" Harry asked.
Severus looked to Harry and smiled a little. "If only we could stay here."
"We have till lunchtime," Harry said smiling back. "I'll make you forget about everything else, I know what you've done for me."
"What I've done for us," Severus corrected.
"If I give you some attention tonight, I can be sure that I won't have a vision halfway through, or ever again for that matter. I could play with you all night," Harry said brightly, as he had only at that moment thought about it. "Are you sleepy Sev?"
"No," Severus answered. "Not any more."
"You gave me too much rejuvenation potion didn't you?" Harry asked grinning knowingly at his Kin.
Severus didn't bother trying to deny it. "Yes," He said with an evil twitch at the side of his lips.
"You had better have given yourself too much as well," Harry warned playfully.
"I think I might have done, yes," Severus confessed. "I think it might just be beginning to work."
"Hold on one moment," Harry said jumping up and closing all the curtains around the four-poster bed. "There, that's better, feels more like a tent now."
"You are strange," Severus commented whilst understanding Harry all the same.
Harry pulled himself up on an elbow and leaned over Severus. "Now, I don't require anything from you, you just lie there and I will make you feel like the most wanted pot of gold the wizarding world has ever seen."
"Transforming lead, Harry?" Severus attempted to tease in a self-depreciating manner.
"Shut up Sev," Harry said warmly as he closed the gap between Severus' lips and his own.
Harry trailed a path of kisses down Severus neck and across his shoulder, over his chest and up the other shoulder. The fingertips of a hand trailed over Severus abdomen, making him inhale deeply with the sensation. Harry found that he himself was ready for anything but he wanted to wait till Severus was like a lump of jelly before he took things further.
Now the fatigue had gone and the rejuvenation potion was fuelling them both, Harry felt more intensely hot for Severus than he had previously thought possible without the swords still insitu. Harry desperately hoped that Severus wanted him just as much. If Harry knew anything about the Kin Bond at all, he knew what lay behind Severus' carefully practised restraint and there would be no complaints from him.
Harry was pleased to note that Severus lay completely still as he had been instructed, he had learnt over the months that he oughtn't to mess with Harry when he was busy. Harry lay perched over Severus for a moment, observing his Kin splayed out on the bed next to him. Harry had removed the sheets till they were ready to sleep; he didn't want to get tangled up in them and panic at the restraint.
Harry began kissing Severus on his neck again and trailed down his torso, exploring every curve with a gentle touch, as he stroked the inner side of each arm in turn lightly with his hand. Severus was melting. Harry reached down and stroked the inside of Severus' left thigh, pushing a little. Severus willingly let Harry move him; Harry did the same with the other thigh.
Harry ducked his head down and resumed kissing, letting his hair trail over Severus' abdomen as he ventured lower. Harry was intensely curious, he had played with Severus as a man many times already, but what about the changes the Kin Bond created. Both he and Severus were different to normal wizards, different to normal Muggles too.
The changes that had occurred to both their bodies after they had first taken the Kin had made sure of that. Although Severus' first Kin was dead and he was now an elder Kin, they both still had the equipment necessary for pregnancy, even if Severus couldn't now conceive. It was now Harry's wish to exploit that fact for their mutual enjoyment.
Maybe, Harry thought, he could introduce the subject this way, by making love to Severus in this manner; it might make it easier to ask for the thing he wanted more than anything else.
Harry sat back, looking down at Severus, who was now spread out on the sheets awaiting his next move. Severus' head was flopped to the side on the pillow, a slight frown on his face as he wondered why Harry had stopped. Harry moved to kneel on the bed between Severus legs, pushing with his hand gently encouraging his Kin to give him more room. Severus swallowed with what could have been nervous anticipation, still keeping his eyes closed.
Harry leant forward, letting his head come close enough to Severus' so that he would feel his breath hot on his thigh. It was the usual indication that Harry gave before he began, Harry looked up to see a smile cross Severus' lips. Harry grinned too but in a more mischievous way and Severus couldn't see it. Severus thought he was just getting the usual and Harry's mind was made up. He was going to feel his Kin, warm and tight around him, they could hardly accuse Severus of defiling him, if Harry was the one who did all the giving. They would only be giving him another excuse to maintain his bedroom dominance.
Harry gave Severus only one luxurious lick, before returning his attentions to his abdomen and chest, kissing his way up his Kin's body. Harry trailed the tips of his fingers over both Severus' arms in turn, he then leant down to kiss his neck, nibbling gently and making Severus squirm.
Harry then pulled up a little and trailed his fingertips over Severus' chest, paying particular attention to the nipples. A smile played gently across Severus' lips, Harry found it irresistible and leant forward to take him in a kiss. Severus' mouth opened eagerly and Harry explored every inch, allowing his supposedly submissive Kin to now kiss back.
Harry felt the heat mounting inside of him, the sensations washing over him as he continued to kiss his Kin. It was like the dancing in a way, they were both so inexperienced, Harry hadn't had too much time for loving before Severus and Severus hadn't had anybody prior to his Kin and certainly not after, yet somehow, whatever they did, it always ended up feeling like they had been doing it for years. They had both had some very nasty experiences, Harry would have been too afraid of intimacy with anybody after his uncle, yet when he and Severus were together it just didn't seem to matter.
Harry didn't have to make a decision to take it further, he shifted his weight slightly as he continued to kiss Severus, hardly thinking of anything at all, as he let the feelings of the moment have him. Harry broke off the kiss for a second to run his hands through Severus hair and take a breath before he lost himself completely.
Harry was hard; as he entwined his hands in Severus' hair he pushed up slightly to kiss his neck again and found himself suddenly nudging up against warm flesh. Severus had been moving against the stroking of his hair, almost purring with contentment, but now he froze with an audible gasp. Harry froze in position too, not moving away again but feeling like the sensation would drive him mad if he didn't move forward, he needed to go further now. Harry awaited Severus' response; he needed some indication that he was about to do the right thing.
"Sev?" Harry prompted.
"Hmm?" Severus responded dreamily.
"May I?" Harry asked feeling like an idiot for expressing himself in such a manner.
Severus didn't seem to mind his inarticulacy; he raised a hand and placed it on Harry, pulling him gently towards him, giving his consent without a single word.
Harry gently pushed forward, nudging his way inside, knowing that, despite any prowess either of them might display, this was still a first time. When Harry eventually slid completely inside Severus he forced himself to stop moving and remain there for a moment. He felt very much like a teenager now, he felt like he would tip over the edge sometime very soon and it would never do, he owed it to Severus to think of something very boring. History classes, Harry thought, he was back at school and finding that he hadn't graduated after all, he had double History on a warm sunny afternoon.
"Harry?" Severus whispered. "You all right?"
"Yes," Harry said, breathing in deeply and leaning down to a kiss. "Just thinking of History."
"Hmm?"
"You're so hot, don't want to rush," Harry replied moving ever so slightly and feeling the sensation of it threatening to overtake him anyway.
"Really?" Severus responded. "History?"
"Hmm."
"What about Potions?" Severus asked with a mischievous grin. "Would thinking about that make you last longer?"
"Maybe."
"With me standing behind you, my breath hot on your ear, on your neck, an arm firmly wrapping around your waist, my eyes looking deep into your cauldron." Severus teased.
"Stop it," Harry said giggling and struggling hard with himself to remain still.
"Holding you tight," Severus continued in a whispered voice.
Harry suddenly felt Severus tighten around him and he groaned before flopping onto Severus' chest. "Oh you git, now you've asked for it," Harry said letting go at last.
Minutes later Harry rolled to the side breathless and with his head still spinning, yet somewhere inside himself he still had a yearning. His body felt like a pool of jelly, he didn't think he could get up if he tried. He lay on his back by Severus' side and was aware that he was grinning like an idiot.
Harry looked up and saw Severus leant over him, watching him. Severus ducked down to kiss Harry, it should have been a long luxurious kiss, but it still had fire.
"One of the consequences of our being Kin together," Severus began after he had bit Harry's ear. "Is that I still have something that needs attending to."
To illustrate the matter Severus pushed himself up against Harry's leg.
"My guess is that you have something that might serve very well for the purpose, if you were inclined to allow it," Severus continued.
Harry grinned even more widely when he realised what Severus was hinting at. "The rules still apply?" Harry asked.
"If you really want them to," Severus offered, still kissing Harry, moving to his neck. "Although this could be considered an exception."
"I really want you to, Sev, I've thought of little else for months," Harry said, making sure that Severus was clear on the matter.
"Whatever you do to me, I do to you," Severus said playfully, stroking his hand up Harry's leg. "Except that I can last forever. Are you sure?"
"Yes, very sure," Harry said obligingly letting his legs spread apart as Severus moved him. The yearning deep inside him flooded Harry's mind in anticipation. Harry placed a hand on Severus, encouraging him, ever the impatient younger Kin.
Eventually they slept for a while but Severus woke early, considering the time they had gone to bed. A clock on the wall told him that it was barely eight in the morning. Harry lay curled up at Severus' side in the bed, the sheets draped over him in a tangled manner. To Severus he looked adorable, so relaxed and sated, happy and untroubled. Severus had never seen anything quite like it, they had both had such a hard life so far, he knew he was going to fail to keep his hands off his Harry sometime very soon.
Severus began by stroking Harry's back, not meaning to disturb him, but Harry moved under the touch and shifted to lie resting against Severus' chest. To Severus he seemed to be still asleep but when Severus dared to kiss his Kin on the forehead, Harry pulled himself up to meet Severus lips.
"Wake me up Sev," Harry whispered against Severus' ear, pushing the rest of his body up against Severus, making his wishes clear.
Severus pushed Harry over onto his back and Harry giggled with anticipation. There behind the curtains, it was as if they were in their own little world and everything else had disappeared. "Are you sure you want this Harry?" Severus asked.
"Are you going to ask me this every single time?" Harry replied.
"I want to be sure." Severus insisted.
"If I put it in writing will you stop asking?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Severus replied with a smile.
"Do you want it too?" Harry countered.
"Of course I do," Severus answered as if it was the silliest question he had heard in a long while.
"It's just you've never seemed that keen, almost bordering on outright refusal."
"I never refused you!"
"You made me feel as if I couldn't ask for it."
Severus thought for a moment. "I did, you are right, but I only wished you to consent when you wanted it, not because you felt under pressure. Maybe I over compensated in my effort to hide how I felt. Then, of course, there was the war."
"Wanting this was the only reason I needed for finally confronting the Dark Lord, it was just too daunting before," Harry spoke. "I have never wanted anything more."
"I didn't know." Severus said leaning down to kiss Harry gently.
Harry pulled Severus back to him rather more roughly. "You do now," Harry growled, claiming from Severus a deep and passionate kiss, which served to fuel his Kin for the main activity.
"Just one more time before we have to go back out there to the meeting and lunch," Harry pleaded.
"If the thought of all that doesn't make me last longer, I don't know what will," Severus commented grimly.
"Shh, love," Harry said. "You're with me now." He added getting a firm hold on his Kin and pulling him down into place. "Everything will be all right, you'll see."
Severus ducked down to ravage Harry's neck.
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Stella Matutina - All passwords taken from a book called 'The Golden Dawn' by Israel Regardie
The 'gold' and 'lead' reference is a nod to Nicholas Flamell and the Philosopher's Stone which was reputed to be capable of turning lead into gold as well as the longevity aspect which is mentioned in Harry's year one adventures. It is said that claim of turning lead into gold was never meant literally and was intended to be symbolic of turning a leaden life into a golden life via a journey or quest and the Philosopher's Stone itself never had tangible existence. Basically Harry is turning Sev's life 'golden' by giving him a good seeing to.
TBC very soon
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Quick A/N Don't know if I have to warn about female pregnancy or not, but there will be one soon, no icky stuff. Also, at some point, a het sex scene, a bit rough and consensual, essential to plot, not graphic (ch Truth or Lust).
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