A/N: Back again for your reading pleasure. Hope you enjoy. the chapter title comes from the song with the same title by Coldplay cuase I love the song and was listening to it while I was writing the chapter.. Thank you all whom have reviewed once again.. I love to hear that some of you are actually enjoying this..it's giving me faith in my writing ability I thought didn't exist. Remember the thoughts are in . Enjoy!

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~ To Love a Master ~ Chapter 9 Open Up Your Eyes ~

The next morning Harry awoke alone in Severus' bed. He gropped at the bedside table for his glasses and put them on. I'd say that was the best Christmas ever Harry thought. He sat up in the bed, back against the head board. He looked down at his ring and smiled. Sev's little snitch.

Severus walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a black bathrobe. He looked over at Harry, noticing he was awake and said, 'Good morning.'

Harry smiled. 'Morning.'

Severus walked over to his closet and opened it up, picking out what he was going to wear for the day. He laid it on the bed and then picked up the clothes Harry had worn the previous day. He used a quick clean spell on them and put them beside his own clothes on the bed.

Harry quickly slid into his own clothes and then helped Severus with the rest of his, buttoning his buttons and fastening his fastenings.

They snogged themselves silly through the dressing ordeal for about half an hour before they went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

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After breakfast, Harry went back to Gryffindor Tower to work on some of his homework. He was sitting on the over stuffed common room couch writing along on his charms essay when Professor McGonagall entered.

'Mr. Potter, I need to have a word with you,' she said.

'Yes, Professor?'

'You didn't return to your dormitory last night, Mr. Potter. You had me half out of my wits until I told Albus you were missing and he assured me you were still in here on the grounds and in no danger,' she explained.

'Oh, that,' Harry said. 'I- I was at Hagrid hut.'

'Oh?'

'Yes. I had some tea with him and we were talking. He was telling me a story and I fell asleep. He didn't want to wake me so I slept there for the night,' Harry explained.

'I'll have a talk with Hagrid later. Ten points from Gryffindor for breaking curfew. And be happy it's a holiday Mr. Potter, because if school were still in session it would be eighty.' And with that McGonagall left.

Harry couldn't believe he'd just lied to a teacher. Sure he'd done it before, but it had been a harmless lie which later saved the lives of many in the end. A shcoked look suddenly dawned his face. I didn't even see Hagrid yesterday. If she talks to him she'll find out I've lied to her. Harry quickly ran from the tower, across the school grounds to Hagrid's hut.

His friend greeted him and they exchanged thanks for each others Christmas gifts.

'Hagrid I've got a big favour to ask of you.'

'What can I do for you Harry?' the friendly giant asked.

'I need you to lie to Professor McGonagall,' Harry said.

'Lie to McGonagall?!' He shouted in a shocked outrage.

'Just hear me out please.' Hagrid kept his mouth shut and let Harry continue. 'I sort of didn't come back to my dormitory last night and McGonagall found out. I lied and told her I'd accidentally fallen asleep here and didn't wake until this morning. She said she'd have a talk with you,' Harry told him.

'Well, Harry,' Hagrid said. 'If you weren't in your dormitory where were you?'

'I can't tell you, Hagrid and I'm really sorry, but I can't tell anyone'

Hagrid glared at the pleading young man in front of him.

'Please Hagrid? Cover for me just this once? You don't know how much I really need you to,' Harry continued to plead.

Hagrid's glare softened to a pity sigh. He gave Harry a big hug. 'I'll do it,' he said. 'But just this once. JUST this once. And on one condition,' he told Harry.

'What is it? I'll do anything,' Harry told him.

'You must promise to tell me who the lucky girl or guy is someday. Not now 'course or else you'd 'ave already told me where you were, but someday,' Hagrid told him.

Harry smiled. 'Agreed. I will tell you someday, but now's not really a good time.' Harry gave Hagrid a hug. 'Oh Hagrid, you're the best!'

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Later that afternoon Harry went to see Severus. Harry ented the potion master's chambers to find Severus emersed in a photo album.

It was one that had some wizard pictures of Harry that he'd given Severus. Severus looked up as Harry entered. 'I was just thinking about you,' he said.

'I can't risk staying anymore nights over while I'm the only Gryffindor here,' Harry said.

'What happened?'

Harry walked over and sat beside Severus on the couch. 'Apparently McGonagall decided to make a spontaneous inspection of Gryffindor Tower in the middle of the night and happened to notice I wasn't in my bed.'

'Did she confront you?'

'Don't worry. I didn't tell here where I really was. Hagrid's covering for me,' Harry re-assured him.

'You mean you're trusting that oaf to tell a believable lie?'

'Hey!' Harry yelled. 'Hagrid's my friend! I'd prefer you not speak ill of him. Not in front of me anyway at the very least,' Harry told him.

'Did you tell him about us?'

'Of course not.'

'We're walking on a thin line of being caught,' Severus said.

'If we get caught, what does it matter? We're in love and we've got each other,' Harry said.

'Harry,' Severus said. 'I told you what could happen before we got truly involved. I have my job. You have your education and if you think to give that up for me in a heart beat, prepare yourself for a good hexing.'

'I still don't see what's so wrong with it all, as long as we're in love,' Harry said.

'Open up your eyes, Harry! Do you think for a second anyone would believe us. It really does not matter. Those who would judge us for punishment would simply assume rape and nothing else,' Severus said.

'But, I consented to the whole thing. I love you!'

'Whether you consented or not would not be looked at.'

'Then what would be?'

'The simple facts. The fact that I am a professor and you are my student which makes it inappropriate. The fact that we are both men which is also viewed as inappropriate by most of the public eye. And the fact that the idea of The Boy Who Lived falling in love with a Hogwarts potions professor, whom is also a former death eater, despite the fact that I turned to be a spy in the end, and whom hated your father, is preposterous,' Severus explained.

'Well we wont get caught,' Harry stood from the couch. 'So we'll never be judged.'

'Harry.' Severus stood as well.

'Good night Professor,' Harry said. He left Severus' chambers and returned to Gryffindor tower.

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Harry sat in his bed in deep thought. Is he trying to drive me away? I thought he felt as deeply about me as I do about him, but I guess I was mistaken. I really wish I could tell someone about us. Maybe I'd be able to get some advice. Who could I tell thought? Ron and Hermione would probably both freak out and get really preachy. Harry sighed. There's no one I can tell but the two of them. They're my best friends. My family. But I can't tell them. Not yet. I sure could sue some advice from someone though

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A/N: Whoo Haaa, another chapter down. Hope that was somewhat enjoyable but I'm adding a little spice so the story isn't completely honky dory fluff stuff. Please review and let me know your thoughts.