2. Of Secret Kisses and Precious Wishes
Warning: This chapter contains slash.
Notes: Someone said that I don't accept anonymous reviews. It's true. I did once in my life but you people have an idiot named 'fan' to thank for that. Not necessary a Flame, but he or she as insulting my beta. Now if anyone does do that, I know who they are and if they e-mail shows up!
Thanks to everyone who had the courage to review!
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Before Severus went to sleep, he took a potion. This potion was like to other. He could be in his own dreams. He just had to stop himself from hurting that boy.
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The boy was back. But this time, Severus was with him.
"You came back." It wasn't a question. In truth, the man did find the young one attractive and what he learned, this could be the Potter boy.
"I-...yes..." The boy was looking to the ground.
They were on the Quidditch Pitch, Severus noted.
"What is your name?" he questioned.
The boy fidgeted. "H-Harry Potter, Se-sir."
Severus stayed calm. "It's ok." And he did the one thing the boy, no, Harry, would never think of--he hugged him.
Harry stiffened, but soon melted when he felt Severus' mouth on him.
"Sir..."
"Please...call me Severus...or Sev," He said between gentle bites.
"S-Sev..." the boy moaned.
Severus tried to smirk but found out it was too hard. If this was the real Potter boy, then he would wake up with love bites all over his neck...and anywhere else Severus decided to put some on...
He pulled away and they boy moaned.
"Stop...we can not do this." He told the boy.
Immediately, the boy quivered and cowered until he was curled up in a ball.
Of course, thought Severus, the boy thinks he's going to get hit.
Severus was disgusted with himself. Never in his entire life has he ever hurt an innocent...never mind that... He tried to forget his Death Eaters days... But he was still disgusted. He never was in anything that involved domestic abuse. He broke the young man's wrist for Merlin's sakes!
He looked at Harry who in fact looked horrible.
"I-I..." He stopped. There was no way he would ever apologise to a Potter!
'I have to go...'
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And Severus woke up.
And hopefully, Potter will not remember this dream.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Perfect, he as Potter's soul mate. It was so clear and yet it wasn't.
Severus' soul mate was to be someone understanding, not his enemy's son! Severus took it easy that his soul mate as a boy. He had been openly gay since his sixth year.
He had to think. He had to think about Potter. He had to admit that the boy was beautiful. At his age, he no longer looked like his father. He had the unmistakable personality of his mother with a dash of his father. And how thin the boy was! He hardly weighs anything at all.
Severus groaned and sank back into the covers. He cared for the boy....
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Harry woke up with a start. He had another dream again. But this time he didn't wake up with anything painful.
His wrist had a wrap around it so itr would heal. Poppy told him he had a soul mate when he woke up. Harry didn't believe in that nonsence! Soul mates don't exist! According to Poppy, they do and his was evil! Well, not evil but abusive, which was not new to Harry.
But this was so bloody lovely. His one true love (here he snorted) was horriblely abusive! The bloke broke his wrist for crying out loud!
"Harry, dear, you are awake."
Harry jumped. He had not known she as up.
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Hmm, it's around 7:00. The headmaster has decided that you will have to stay here. Your mystery man has some brains. He broke your wand arm."
"Lovely."
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I know that this is a short chapter, but I have about 3 stories I'm working on at the moment.
Warning: This chapter contains slash.
Notes: Someone said that I don't accept anonymous reviews. It's true. I did once in my life but you people have an idiot named 'fan' to thank for that. Not necessary a Flame, but he or she as insulting my beta. Now if anyone does do that, I know who they are and if they e-mail shows up!
Thanks to everyone who had the courage to review!
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Before Severus went to sleep, he took a potion. This potion was like to other. He could be in his own dreams. He just had to stop himself from hurting that boy.
*********************************************************
The boy was back. But this time, Severus was with him.
"You came back." It wasn't a question. In truth, the man did find the young one attractive and what he learned, this could be the Potter boy.
"I-...yes..." The boy was looking to the ground.
They were on the Quidditch Pitch, Severus noted.
"What is your name?" he questioned.
The boy fidgeted. "H-Harry Potter, Se-sir."
Severus stayed calm. "It's ok." And he did the one thing the boy, no, Harry, would never think of--he hugged him.
Harry stiffened, but soon melted when he felt Severus' mouth on him.
"Sir..."
"Please...call me Severus...or Sev," He said between gentle bites.
"S-Sev..." the boy moaned.
Severus tried to smirk but found out it was too hard. If this was the real Potter boy, then he would wake up with love bites all over his neck...and anywhere else Severus decided to put some on...
He pulled away and they boy moaned.
"Stop...we can not do this." He told the boy.
Immediately, the boy quivered and cowered until he was curled up in a ball.
Of course, thought Severus, the boy thinks he's going to get hit.
Severus was disgusted with himself. Never in his entire life has he ever hurt an innocent...never mind that... He tried to forget his Death Eaters days... But he was still disgusted. He never was in anything that involved domestic abuse. He broke the young man's wrist for Merlin's sakes!
He looked at Harry who in fact looked horrible.
"I-I..." He stopped. There was no way he would ever apologise to a Potter!
'I have to go...'
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And Severus woke up.
And hopefully, Potter will not remember this dream.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Perfect, he as Potter's soul mate. It was so clear and yet it wasn't.
Severus' soul mate was to be someone understanding, not his enemy's son! Severus took it easy that his soul mate as a boy. He had been openly gay since his sixth year.
He had to think. He had to think about Potter. He had to admit that the boy was beautiful. At his age, he no longer looked like his father. He had the unmistakable personality of his mother with a dash of his father. And how thin the boy was! He hardly weighs anything at all.
Severus groaned and sank back into the covers. He cared for the boy....
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Harry woke up with a start. He had another dream again. But this time he didn't wake up with anything painful.
His wrist had a wrap around it so itr would heal. Poppy told him he had a soul mate when he woke up. Harry didn't believe in that nonsence! Soul mates don't exist! According to Poppy, they do and his was evil! Well, not evil but abusive, which was not new to Harry.
But this was so bloody lovely. His one true love (here he snorted) was horriblely abusive! The bloke broke his wrist for crying out loud!
"Harry, dear, you are awake."
Harry jumped. He had not known she as up.
"What time is it?" He asked.
"Hmm, it's around 7:00. The headmaster has decided that you will have to stay here. Your mystery man has some brains. He broke your wand arm."
"Lovely."
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I know that this is a short chapter, but I have about 3 stories I'm working on at the moment.