Title: Harry Potter and a Slytherin Love
Author: Yih
Author's Note: This is a SLASH HP/SS story with a very good friendship story for HP/DM. That's your warning, if you don't like slash then go read my other stories! I happen to be a very open minded individual and can see the beauty of both types of relationships. Isn't that fun?! I think it is ^_^;;. R+R for more! Reviewer thanks below!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling ^-~ I wished I owned something, but I don't more the pity.
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2: Back to the Past? (May 14, 2003 to May 21, 2003)
Oh, he'd noticed. He knew the minute he'd arrived that Severus was there. How could he not? Just being near Severus brought all those agonizing feelings to the forefront, emotions he'd tried to keep in control. It was for the best that he'd let Severus go. The common opinion of the wizarding world was that he was a great failure, and he knew it was true.
Knowing that one day he was going to fail Severus kept him from pursuing his other half even if it didn't keep him from loving Severus from afar. When Albus had asked him to return to fill the vacancy left by another incompetent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he'd initially refused. But Albus's and Draco's combined persuasion proved too powerful to resist. In the end, they'd gotten him to accept the position.
What really made him stick to his decision was when Draco had reminded him that Severus saw the real Harry, not only the surname: Potter. What were his words? "If there is one person who understands you, it's Severus. Don't bother to deny it, I know you're a hidden adamant perfectionist, more so than Hermione Granger. But you can't be afraid to fail someone because if you do you will never love. Isn't love all about risks? Risk it! You're a Gryffindor! What did we fight for? For unhappiness? Merlin, I hope not! I hope that we fought for love and happiness."
On that particular night, Draco had been in fine form. The depth he'd gone was almost surprising if Harry hadn't known that there was more than Draco let other people know of. Everyone assumed that all a Malfoy cared about was a prestigious name, extravagant wealth, and immense power. But Draco was different. Those three things did matter to him, but not as much as true friendship. He had had to learn the hard way, and he certainly wasn't going to let his two best friends do something as foolish as make each other unhappy!
That was why Harry had returned. Maybe Severus had never loved him, though Draco personally thought that the reasoning was that of a dunderhead. If anything, Draco had convinced him that he had to give his love a chance for himself. Besides, what Draco really thought was that Severus was afraid. Whenever Harry conversed about it out loud, he scoffed at the idea, but inside of himself he thought that maybe Draco was right. If that was the case, then all he had to do was to eradicate the fear.
What was of a more overwhelming concern was if Severus thought it was best for them to be apart. Severus was notoriously a stubborn git. Convincing him that he was wrong was next to impossible. Draco bet that it'd be easier for Severus to hate Harry and then fall in love with him than changing what Severus thought was right. Yes, that was next to impossible indeed.
While he was immersed in his thoughts, he saw out of the corner of his eyes that Severus was slipping away while Draco and Albus sunk into a deeper conversation. Harry was only dragged out of his reflection when Albus dropped both of his hands on his shoulders to attract his attention. As always, the Headmaster knew precisely how to draw his focus to him.
"Well, it's decided," Albus remarked. "There will be two Defense Against the Dark Art professors for the first time ever. But I suspect that managing the Dueling Club and overseeing any detentions with unruly troublemakers will more than keep the two of you busy." His eyes twinkled like he was hiding a secret from them. Not far from the truth if it was Dumbledore. "The arrangements of who gets what duty," he remarked, "is up to you two." After saying this, the Headmaster told them where their rooms would be, and then he took leave of them so that they could get situated in their quarters.
Once they'd finished moving their trunks and things to their shared apartment, they collapsed onto the couch that was already there. "He knew that I was coming in case you tuned the entire conversation out," Draco commented. "Typical of Dumbledore, makes me think he can divine more than Trelawney can guess." Harry grinned. "Silver and crimson decorations, colors of both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Luckily, he didn't use red and green together."
The only answer Harry gave was a quick, barely discernible nod. It was only when Draco shoved at Harry for a verbal response that he gave him one, "Albus has his way of knowing like how he knows why I came back and why you're here. That's Albus's way."
"You came back to seduce Severus," Draco retorted with a smirk. "And I came because I'm not wanted anywhere not by anyone. Dumbledore being who he is likes to pick up strays and I'm one of them. It's very flattering for my ego, I assure you."
Sensing the hint of hidden depressed feelings in the undercurrent of Draco's tone, Harry tousled his friend's white blond hair until it was nearly as messy as his own. "Albus wanted you as a teacher, and I need you as a friend. To say you're unwanted by everyone is untrue. I mean if I hadn't wanted you then I never would have offered you a bed. How's that for your ego?"
Draco rolled his eyes upwards and shrugged deliberately. "How wonderful, I am the friend of the 'Boy Who Lived.' It's doing wonders for my self- esteem, I guarantee you." Finally shifting his eyes to pin them onto Harry's own, he drawled in a faintly mocking tone, "You're like Albus, always taking in strays. You see some goodness in everyone. You're one of the few people that gave me a chance and that sees Severus's true self." Before he got too emotionally deep, he decided to change the subject by asking, "So when do you start your pursuit of the Potions Master, and how can I help?"
It was very nice of Draco to offer, this was a side of him he hadn't know that existed until they'd been forced to work together to survive. When trying to trick Voldemort to be convinced of Severus's and Draco's loyalty several sacrifices had to have been made that involved Harry. It had drawn them close, and it had caused Harry to fall for Severus and become best mates with Draco. "I don't know," he admitted honestly. "I hadn't really thought beyond getting here." He had tried hard not to.
~ (2 years ago)
It amazed him how calm, how steady he was when he reached Albus's study, which he found open like the Headmaster was expecting him. As he walked through the passage, a myriad of thoughts overwhelmed him. He felt rejection keenly, sadness vividly, and unwanted especially. Feelings were not unfamiliar to him, though he'd tried not to feel anything that made him too miserable.
"A lemon drop for your thoughts?" Albus asked kindly and gently, his eyes gleaming with his customary good humor and sage-like wisdom.
"No thanks," Harry answered, sitting down at the chair that Albus had gestured at. "I'm sure you know why I'm here, you knowing everything that happens in these walls." He attempted to smile but only ended up failing miserably. There was nothing else for him to do but to forge onward. "I've come to ask you to transfer me to a University that will expand my knowledge on Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"You are running away," Albus remarked bluntly. "You don't need to explain your actions, but I'm very disappointed in both you and Severus right now. Though I want you to stay and work things out, the decision to leave is not a bad idea. I think Severus has taken you for granted and that he doesn't want to hurt you. And you need to get away and serious evaluate the relationship to see if you really wish to pursue it. Any relationship with Severus will require long-term commitment and endless patience on your part."
"An insane notion," Harry retorted with an edge, "that he doesn't want to hurt me by forcing me not to be with him when I want to be with him." He sighed tiredly with the weariness of being aged before his time. "It hurts me more when he pulls away from me, but I understand. He needs as much time to think as I do." He paused to stare levelly into Albus's steady gaze. "You have my reasons to go, so where will I go?"
"There is a colleague of mine that resides in Australia that runs one of the best postgraduate facilities for Defense Against the Dark Arts. You will go to him and perhaps he can teach you something new." Albus's eyes twinkled even more than they had been doing before. "That's if you don't teach him more. There's not much more you can learn unless you delve into the Dark Arts; the past give years we have drilled all our knowledge into you so that you could go against Voldemort."
Harry managed a weak smile, but it faded as soon as it appeared. "So when can the arrangements be made? When can I leave? I'd like to leave as soon as possible. The longer I stay, the harder that it hurts me and the more difficult it becomes to leave."
Albus nodded with understanding and gave him a reassuring smile that was meant to calm his overanxious nerves. "It will be arranged by tomorrow if possible, and the portkey will become available whenever the details are finalized. Does that sound acceptable to you?"
"Thank you, Albus," responded Harry gratefully.
~
"I heard that you're leaving Hogwarts," Severus remarked in a casual tone that implied that he didn't care in the least bit that Harry was leaving. However, if Harry bothered to look up into his dark eyes he would have seen that the Potions Master did care.
Harry nodded in confirmation and didn't bother to look up. He didn't want to because it was hard enough for him to urge himself to go as it was. He wanted nothing more than to stay, but he knew that he needed to go. "Yes, I am. I leave very soon, make my departure that is."
"It'll be for the best," Severus responded. "There isn't much that you can do here anymore." As soon as the words left his mouth, he cringed at how offhandedly cruel he sounded. He'd basically said that Harry was useless now that they'd defeated Voldemort, which wasn't true. Yet he didn't retract his statement because it'd be better for Harry to hate him then to linger in hope for him.
Harry managed to smile barely. "Goodbye Severus. I cannot thank you for all that you've done for me." He paused and glanced away before he took a deep breath to gather up his nerve. If he was going to leave, he wasn't going to go without leaving behind an indelible impression in Severus's mind. If Severus was going to haunt him, then he damn well was going to haunt him back!
Grabbing Severus by his shirt, he dragged his lover down to kiss him hard on the lips. The kiss was filled with desperate and unfulfilled desires that made Severus want to crash and burn. His legs felt like they were liquid when Harry's tongue dived into his parted lips to dance with his own tongue. Just when all his remaining resistance caved in, Harry drew away before he was tempted to shag Severus senseless.
"When Draco comes around, tell him that Albus knows where I am. That is if Draco ever wants to visit me, then Albus can prepare a portkey for him," Harry commented lightheartedly. To his ear it sounded like he was struggling to maintain the tone, he hoped that it didn't sound so forced to Severus. But knowing how Severus knew him, he knew he didn't have a prayer of deceiving his beloved.
While their kiss had made Severus doubt Harry's ability to let go, his laid- back mention of Draco confirmed that Harry was serious about breaking all contact with him. Half of him was glad that the bane of his existence, his weakness was leaving. The other half of him was aching for Harry, jealous that Harry wasn't cutting off ties to Draco but to him. Then again this was for the best. "I will be sure to let Draco know when he comes around."
"Thank you, Severus." Turning away from the love of his life was the hardest thing that he had ever had to do. But he didn't look back for the fear that if he did that he'd not be able to leave. Step by step, foot by foot, he walked away from Severus Snape for an unknown period of time. Each moment brought him closer to the new path that his life would take.
Pulling a purple and green spotted sock out of his pocket, he reached inside without pausing in hesitation as the portkey opened and pulled him to his destination in Sydney, Australia. The suctioned feeling had taken time for him to get use to, but he was now able to enjoy the ride as if he were freefalling. The ride was longer than normal because of the distance, but like every time he'd used a portkey--- he'd stumbled out disoriented to his surroundings.
Severus was surprised to see Harry vanish into a portkey so soon after saying goodbye to him. He hadn't thought that Harry was leaving so soon, but it made the kiss make much more sense. It'd been a farewell kiss. No wonder it'd been so desperate and unfulfilled. It all clicked together for him. He thought he had time, a few days to get use to the idea. He hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Harry was gone, and he didn't know where he was nor how long he'd be gone.
~ (present)
He stood outside of Severus's rooms, staring at the snake that guarded the entrance. The snake opened her eyes and gazed at Harry with her silver slits that widened with her recognition. She hissed, "I have not ssseen you in a very long time, Harry Potter. It isss good to sssee you again."
Smiling apologetically, he hissed backed at her, "I went away to ssstudy with a massster. But I am back now. Will you let me into Ssseverusss'sss roomsss?"
The guardian snake seemed to consider the request for a moment before she slithered away from the door and with a flick of her tail, she popped it open. "Go in Harry Potter, Ssseverusss isss inssside."
What the snake had not told him was that Severus was sitting on the couch, seeming like he was waiting for Harry to arrive, like he expected Harry to come. It was Severus that had given her permission to allow Harry entrance into his room, Harry alone. While Severus lounged there, he didn't have a doubt that Harry would show up. He prided himself in knowing his former lover extremely well. And he still did, he thought with satisfaction as Harry appeared at the doorway.
"Are you going to stand there and gawk or are you going to come inside?" Severus asked in a deliberately harsh edge voice.
"It's good to see you too, Severus," Harry murmured back in a vaguely amused tone. "Why did you runaway?" he queried softly in the way that he use to whisper sweet endearments into Severus's ear after they'd made love. When Severus didn't answer, Harry moved closer to him until he was near enough to touch him. "you don't normally run."
"Neither do you," Severus answered bitingly. And it wasn't like Severus had seen Harry for the first time in two years and had brought back arrival. He was disgustingly jealous no matter how hard he tried to convince himself that he wasn't. "Why did you come back?"
Harry gave him a look that he couldn't believe that Severus was asking him that particular question. Running his hands through his messy hair, he dropped his body into the armchair. Running his hands through his messy hair, he dropped his body into the armchair that was nearby. "For you, Severus. I came back for you. Why else would I come back into Rita Skeeter's domain."
"I had no idea I meant so much to you," Severus snapped. "No word from you for two years, I only knew you were all right because Albus passed me word that you were doing fine!"
His eyes widened slightly in surprise because for Severus this was equal to a loud exclamation that he'd missed him. It wasn't that he hadn't wanted to contact Severus, but if he had he would have caved in and come back before he was ready. Now that he was back, he was sure that he would give Severus the time he needed to acknowledge that they were soul mates. He was even ready to completely let go of Severus. At least, he hoped he was if he needed to do that.
When Harry didn't make a response to him, the last visages of Severus's control snapped. Anger and frustration at himself and Harry poured into his voice as he yelled, "Now you're back and think I'm going to welcome you back with open arms because I've been deprived of your presence, right?! Come to flaunt Draco in front of me, haven't you? Well, fine---"
Joy was bursting inside of Harry because Severus cared about him, if he didn't care he wouldn't have gotten angry. Knowing Severus, he would have ignored him. No, Severus's fury and sharp comments were a good sign that he cared, his Snapish brand of caring. There was only one way that Harry knew to stop Severus when he was like that--- to kiss him.
Drawing Severus down to kiss him, he cut off anything further that Severus was about to say. All he did was fill the kiss with his pent up lust that had built up inside of him for the past two years. As Severus relaxed against him, Harry stopped his aggressive though passionate assault of his former lover. Instead, he softened his approach in a way designed to make the Potions Master melt into him.
~
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Author: Yih
Author's Note: This is a SLASH HP/SS story with a very good friendship story for HP/DM. That's your warning, if you don't like slash then go read my other stories! I happen to be a very open minded individual and can see the beauty of both types of relationships. Isn't that fun?! I think it is ^_^;;. R+R for more! Reviewer thanks below!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling ^-~ I wished I owned something, but I don't more the pity.
Website:
2: Back to the Past? (May 14, 2003 to May 21, 2003)
Oh, he'd noticed. He knew the minute he'd arrived that Severus was there. How could he not? Just being near Severus brought all those agonizing feelings to the forefront, emotions he'd tried to keep in control. It was for the best that he'd let Severus go. The common opinion of the wizarding world was that he was a great failure, and he knew it was true.
Knowing that one day he was going to fail Severus kept him from pursuing his other half even if it didn't keep him from loving Severus from afar. When Albus had asked him to return to fill the vacancy left by another incompetent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he'd initially refused. But Albus's and Draco's combined persuasion proved too powerful to resist. In the end, they'd gotten him to accept the position.
What really made him stick to his decision was when Draco had reminded him that Severus saw the real Harry, not only the surname: Potter. What were his words? "If there is one person who understands you, it's Severus. Don't bother to deny it, I know you're a hidden adamant perfectionist, more so than Hermione Granger. But you can't be afraid to fail someone because if you do you will never love. Isn't love all about risks? Risk it! You're a Gryffindor! What did we fight for? For unhappiness? Merlin, I hope not! I hope that we fought for love and happiness."
On that particular night, Draco had been in fine form. The depth he'd gone was almost surprising if Harry hadn't known that there was more than Draco let other people know of. Everyone assumed that all a Malfoy cared about was a prestigious name, extravagant wealth, and immense power. But Draco was different. Those three things did matter to him, but not as much as true friendship. He had had to learn the hard way, and he certainly wasn't going to let his two best friends do something as foolish as make each other unhappy!
That was why Harry had returned. Maybe Severus had never loved him, though Draco personally thought that the reasoning was that of a dunderhead. If anything, Draco had convinced him that he had to give his love a chance for himself. Besides, what Draco really thought was that Severus was afraid. Whenever Harry conversed about it out loud, he scoffed at the idea, but inside of himself he thought that maybe Draco was right. If that was the case, then all he had to do was to eradicate the fear.
What was of a more overwhelming concern was if Severus thought it was best for them to be apart. Severus was notoriously a stubborn git. Convincing him that he was wrong was next to impossible. Draco bet that it'd be easier for Severus to hate Harry and then fall in love with him than changing what Severus thought was right. Yes, that was next to impossible indeed.
While he was immersed in his thoughts, he saw out of the corner of his eyes that Severus was slipping away while Draco and Albus sunk into a deeper conversation. Harry was only dragged out of his reflection when Albus dropped both of his hands on his shoulders to attract his attention. As always, the Headmaster knew precisely how to draw his focus to him.
"Well, it's decided," Albus remarked. "There will be two Defense Against the Dark Art professors for the first time ever. But I suspect that managing the Dueling Club and overseeing any detentions with unruly troublemakers will more than keep the two of you busy." His eyes twinkled like he was hiding a secret from them. Not far from the truth if it was Dumbledore. "The arrangements of who gets what duty," he remarked, "is up to you two." After saying this, the Headmaster told them where their rooms would be, and then he took leave of them so that they could get situated in their quarters.
Once they'd finished moving their trunks and things to their shared apartment, they collapsed onto the couch that was already there. "He knew that I was coming in case you tuned the entire conversation out," Draco commented. "Typical of Dumbledore, makes me think he can divine more than Trelawney can guess." Harry grinned. "Silver and crimson decorations, colors of both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Luckily, he didn't use red and green together."
The only answer Harry gave was a quick, barely discernible nod. It was only when Draco shoved at Harry for a verbal response that he gave him one, "Albus has his way of knowing like how he knows why I came back and why you're here. That's Albus's way."
"You came back to seduce Severus," Draco retorted with a smirk. "And I came because I'm not wanted anywhere not by anyone. Dumbledore being who he is likes to pick up strays and I'm one of them. It's very flattering for my ego, I assure you."
Sensing the hint of hidden depressed feelings in the undercurrent of Draco's tone, Harry tousled his friend's white blond hair until it was nearly as messy as his own. "Albus wanted you as a teacher, and I need you as a friend. To say you're unwanted by everyone is untrue. I mean if I hadn't wanted you then I never would have offered you a bed. How's that for your ego?"
Draco rolled his eyes upwards and shrugged deliberately. "How wonderful, I am the friend of the 'Boy Who Lived.' It's doing wonders for my self- esteem, I guarantee you." Finally shifting his eyes to pin them onto Harry's own, he drawled in a faintly mocking tone, "You're like Albus, always taking in strays. You see some goodness in everyone. You're one of the few people that gave me a chance and that sees Severus's true self." Before he got too emotionally deep, he decided to change the subject by asking, "So when do you start your pursuit of the Potions Master, and how can I help?"
It was very nice of Draco to offer, this was a side of him he hadn't know that existed until they'd been forced to work together to survive. When trying to trick Voldemort to be convinced of Severus's and Draco's loyalty several sacrifices had to have been made that involved Harry. It had drawn them close, and it had caused Harry to fall for Severus and become best mates with Draco. "I don't know," he admitted honestly. "I hadn't really thought beyond getting here." He had tried hard not to.
~ (2 years ago)
It amazed him how calm, how steady he was when he reached Albus's study, which he found open like the Headmaster was expecting him. As he walked through the passage, a myriad of thoughts overwhelmed him. He felt rejection keenly, sadness vividly, and unwanted especially. Feelings were not unfamiliar to him, though he'd tried not to feel anything that made him too miserable.
"A lemon drop for your thoughts?" Albus asked kindly and gently, his eyes gleaming with his customary good humor and sage-like wisdom.
"No thanks," Harry answered, sitting down at the chair that Albus had gestured at. "I'm sure you know why I'm here, you knowing everything that happens in these walls." He attempted to smile but only ended up failing miserably. There was nothing else for him to do but to forge onward. "I've come to ask you to transfer me to a University that will expand my knowledge on Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"You are running away," Albus remarked bluntly. "You don't need to explain your actions, but I'm very disappointed in both you and Severus right now. Though I want you to stay and work things out, the decision to leave is not a bad idea. I think Severus has taken you for granted and that he doesn't want to hurt you. And you need to get away and serious evaluate the relationship to see if you really wish to pursue it. Any relationship with Severus will require long-term commitment and endless patience on your part."
"An insane notion," Harry retorted with an edge, "that he doesn't want to hurt me by forcing me not to be with him when I want to be with him." He sighed tiredly with the weariness of being aged before his time. "It hurts me more when he pulls away from me, but I understand. He needs as much time to think as I do." He paused to stare levelly into Albus's steady gaze. "You have my reasons to go, so where will I go?"
"There is a colleague of mine that resides in Australia that runs one of the best postgraduate facilities for Defense Against the Dark Arts. You will go to him and perhaps he can teach you something new." Albus's eyes twinkled even more than they had been doing before. "That's if you don't teach him more. There's not much more you can learn unless you delve into the Dark Arts; the past give years we have drilled all our knowledge into you so that you could go against Voldemort."
Harry managed a weak smile, but it faded as soon as it appeared. "So when can the arrangements be made? When can I leave? I'd like to leave as soon as possible. The longer I stay, the harder that it hurts me and the more difficult it becomes to leave."
Albus nodded with understanding and gave him a reassuring smile that was meant to calm his overanxious nerves. "It will be arranged by tomorrow if possible, and the portkey will become available whenever the details are finalized. Does that sound acceptable to you?"
"Thank you, Albus," responded Harry gratefully.
~
"I heard that you're leaving Hogwarts," Severus remarked in a casual tone that implied that he didn't care in the least bit that Harry was leaving. However, if Harry bothered to look up into his dark eyes he would have seen that the Potions Master did care.
Harry nodded in confirmation and didn't bother to look up. He didn't want to because it was hard enough for him to urge himself to go as it was. He wanted nothing more than to stay, but he knew that he needed to go. "Yes, I am. I leave very soon, make my departure that is."
"It'll be for the best," Severus responded. "There isn't much that you can do here anymore." As soon as the words left his mouth, he cringed at how offhandedly cruel he sounded. He'd basically said that Harry was useless now that they'd defeated Voldemort, which wasn't true. Yet he didn't retract his statement because it'd be better for Harry to hate him then to linger in hope for him.
Harry managed to smile barely. "Goodbye Severus. I cannot thank you for all that you've done for me." He paused and glanced away before he took a deep breath to gather up his nerve. If he was going to leave, he wasn't going to go without leaving behind an indelible impression in Severus's mind. If Severus was going to haunt him, then he damn well was going to haunt him back!
Grabbing Severus by his shirt, he dragged his lover down to kiss him hard on the lips. The kiss was filled with desperate and unfulfilled desires that made Severus want to crash and burn. His legs felt like they were liquid when Harry's tongue dived into his parted lips to dance with his own tongue. Just when all his remaining resistance caved in, Harry drew away before he was tempted to shag Severus senseless.
"When Draco comes around, tell him that Albus knows where I am. That is if Draco ever wants to visit me, then Albus can prepare a portkey for him," Harry commented lightheartedly. To his ear it sounded like he was struggling to maintain the tone, he hoped that it didn't sound so forced to Severus. But knowing how Severus knew him, he knew he didn't have a prayer of deceiving his beloved.
While their kiss had made Severus doubt Harry's ability to let go, his laid- back mention of Draco confirmed that Harry was serious about breaking all contact with him. Half of him was glad that the bane of his existence, his weakness was leaving. The other half of him was aching for Harry, jealous that Harry wasn't cutting off ties to Draco but to him. Then again this was for the best. "I will be sure to let Draco know when he comes around."
"Thank you, Severus." Turning away from the love of his life was the hardest thing that he had ever had to do. But he didn't look back for the fear that if he did that he'd not be able to leave. Step by step, foot by foot, he walked away from Severus Snape for an unknown period of time. Each moment brought him closer to the new path that his life would take.
Pulling a purple and green spotted sock out of his pocket, he reached inside without pausing in hesitation as the portkey opened and pulled him to his destination in Sydney, Australia. The suctioned feeling had taken time for him to get use to, but he was now able to enjoy the ride as if he were freefalling. The ride was longer than normal because of the distance, but like every time he'd used a portkey--- he'd stumbled out disoriented to his surroundings.
Severus was surprised to see Harry vanish into a portkey so soon after saying goodbye to him. He hadn't thought that Harry was leaving so soon, but it made the kiss make much more sense. It'd been a farewell kiss. No wonder it'd been so desperate and unfulfilled. It all clicked together for him. He thought he had time, a few days to get use to the idea. He hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Harry was gone, and he didn't know where he was nor how long he'd be gone.
~ (present)
He stood outside of Severus's rooms, staring at the snake that guarded the entrance. The snake opened her eyes and gazed at Harry with her silver slits that widened with her recognition. She hissed, "I have not ssseen you in a very long time, Harry Potter. It isss good to sssee you again."
Smiling apologetically, he hissed backed at her, "I went away to ssstudy with a massster. But I am back now. Will you let me into Ssseverusss'sss roomsss?"
The guardian snake seemed to consider the request for a moment before she slithered away from the door and with a flick of her tail, she popped it open. "Go in Harry Potter, Ssseverusss isss inssside."
What the snake had not told him was that Severus was sitting on the couch, seeming like he was waiting for Harry to arrive, like he expected Harry to come. It was Severus that had given her permission to allow Harry entrance into his room, Harry alone. While Severus lounged there, he didn't have a doubt that Harry would show up. He prided himself in knowing his former lover extremely well. And he still did, he thought with satisfaction as Harry appeared at the doorway.
"Are you going to stand there and gawk or are you going to come inside?" Severus asked in a deliberately harsh edge voice.
"It's good to see you too, Severus," Harry murmured back in a vaguely amused tone. "Why did you runaway?" he queried softly in the way that he use to whisper sweet endearments into Severus's ear after they'd made love. When Severus didn't answer, Harry moved closer to him until he was near enough to touch him. "you don't normally run."
"Neither do you," Severus answered bitingly. And it wasn't like Severus had seen Harry for the first time in two years and had brought back arrival. He was disgustingly jealous no matter how hard he tried to convince himself that he wasn't. "Why did you come back?"
Harry gave him a look that he couldn't believe that Severus was asking him that particular question. Running his hands through his messy hair, he dropped his body into the armchair. Running his hands through his messy hair, he dropped his body into the armchair that was nearby. "For you, Severus. I came back for you. Why else would I come back into Rita Skeeter's domain."
"I had no idea I meant so much to you," Severus snapped. "No word from you for two years, I only knew you were all right because Albus passed me word that you were doing fine!"
His eyes widened slightly in surprise because for Severus this was equal to a loud exclamation that he'd missed him. It wasn't that he hadn't wanted to contact Severus, but if he had he would have caved in and come back before he was ready. Now that he was back, he was sure that he would give Severus the time he needed to acknowledge that they were soul mates. He was even ready to completely let go of Severus. At least, he hoped he was if he needed to do that.
When Harry didn't make a response to him, the last visages of Severus's control snapped. Anger and frustration at himself and Harry poured into his voice as he yelled, "Now you're back and think I'm going to welcome you back with open arms because I've been deprived of your presence, right?! Come to flaunt Draco in front of me, haven't you? Well, fine---"
Joy was bursting inside of Harry because Severus cared about him, if he didn't care he wouldn't have gotten angry. Knowing Severus, he would have ignored him. No, Severus's fury and sharp comments were a good sign that he cared, his Snapish brand of caring. There was only one way that Harry knew to stop Severus when he was like that--- to kiss him.
Drawing Severus down to kiss him, he cut off anything further that Severus was about to say. All he did was fill the kiss with his pent up lust that had built up inside of him for the past two years. As Severus relaxed against him, Harry stopped his aggressive though passionate assault of his former lover. Instead, he softened his approach in a way designed to make the Potions Master melt into him.
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THANKS to ALL my REVIEWERS! You guys were great! FF.net was doing funny things yesterday or this would have been out yesterday!
@_@: Sorry about the spelling.
selua: Thanks, I like the premise as well.
Hogwarts Dropout: Bitter reunion turned out nice eh? I'll be adding another story soon, it's about an old and used concept taken another way ^_~, sort of. You'll see it soon enough.
BELOVEDbyWAR: Yay, did I describe Severus well? Good, yay! My problem is with Dumbledore, but I think the situation has gotten so far out of whack that Albus has been forced to become serious!
Crazycheesecake: More will come soon!
Samson: Thanks, I hope this is just as interesting!
Amidalla95: Has this been posted soon enough?
Misst: I love HP/SS ships as well. I'm a HP/SS & HP/DM shipper. Check my favorite stories, you may see something you like. I must confess, this is the first time I've written a slash fanfic though, I'm trying though!
