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.
Website: foolish.home.att.net
8: Dueling Club and Bridging the Gap (June 10, 2003 to June 11, 2003)
"You are going to go," Draco said bossily. "You said you wanted to get back with Severus and you know how he is. He's going to make you crawl on your knees and beg him to take you back because he feels bad. Then I know he'll make it more than worth your wild. I heard enough noise years back to make me green with envy."
Harry sighed. "What if he rejects me?"
"He'd be a fool to when you're dressed like that," Draco commented, his tone not lascivious though his gunmetal grey eyes certainly were. Indeed, Draco had every right to look that way. Harry looked good enough to devour. Clad in skintight black leather pants with a crimson silk shirt with the top three buttons unbuttons to show his sinewy chest, Harry was a feast for the eyes. "Severus would have to be blind," Draco muttered hoarsely, "and castrated to reject you if you do plead and beg."
Harry grumbled but allowed Draco to keep giving him the pep talk that he needed to get up his notoriously foolish Gryffindor courage. After all, it wasn't everyday that anyone confessed his undying love to a certain Potions Master in front of the entire school during the dinner hour. "Remember," Draco reminded, "to look into his eyes the whole time. If you move them away, he won't think you're ready."
"I know. I know," Harry muttered back sharply, his anxiety beginning to peek through. "I'm ready, stop fussing with my hair!"
Draco huffed and ran his hand once more through Harry's forever tousled locks. "There," he said finally. "That's the best I can do with your messy hair. Now go!" Draco shoved him out of his room in the direction of the dining hall. "Don't look at anyone but Severus. Don't think of anything but how happy you're going to be when you and he are together."
Nodding numbly, Harry started to walk down the long hallway gaining enough strength not to panic when he didn't see Severus at his normal sport at the teacher's table. He calmed down when he saw Severus entered from the side door. He took a deep breath; he braced himself. Here goes nothing. Steeling himself with optimistic thoughts, he strode down the center in a way so similiar to Snape, but that wasn't why the students were gawking.
They were gawking because Professor Potter wasn't dressed in school robe, he was wearing normal muggle clothing! Oh all the students conceded that their two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors were good looking, but they hadn't known that Professor Potter was so bloody sexy. It wasn't only girls that were drooling, quite a few boys too were mesmerized. Everyone in the room was staring at Harry, while he stared at Severus's dark fathomless eyes. It was like he was freefalling into those depths, and he didn't care if he drowned or not.
"What are you doing?" Severus hissed in demand, stopping Harry's descent. It snapped Harry out of his fall, and he saw that he was within arm's length of his lover. "Don't keep staring at me, Potter!"
Harry ignored him and went down on his knees before Severus. To Severus's complete astonishment, Harry rested his head on his lap briefly then raised his head again. It was an oddly submissive and needy gesture. "I love you, Severus Snape. I don't care what a bastard you are, I want to bond with you; I don't care what anyone thinks, anyone." To fully accentuate his words, he pulled Severus down to him and captured his lips in an embraced that was blatantly passionate.
As gobsmacked as all the students in the dining hall were, it was the teachers that were the most taken back by Harry's declaration. They were the ones that had watched Harry grow up in front of their very own eyes and had known how much Severus had despised Harry throughout school. Severus's targeted hatred of the boy, especially the last three years had resulted in many tears of anguish for Harry. McGonagall now suspected why. Had her golden boy been carrying on an affair with Severus Snape all these years?
It certainly explained Harry's wracking sobs at Severus's cruel harshness to him that had always made him angry and never anguish before 5th year. But that didn't make the situation any easier to handle. It also didn't explain Severus's increasing severity over the two years that Harry had left... unless Severus had felt the same way about Harry, and Harry's Head of House sincerely doubted that. She didn't think he was able to love anyone since loving someone meant making himself vulnerable.
Yet they were certainly kissing like there was no tomorrow. Everyone with eyes could see that Severus was kissing Harry back with equal fervor. That the most hated teacher in the school was actually embracing the Boy Who Lived with obvious passion behind the embrace was shocking everyone. When Severus finally pushed Harry away, Severus's lips were as bruised as Harry's were. Both of them were breathing hard and their eyes were dilated from their overwhelming desire. No sex for a week did that to them.
"Severus? Bond with me?" Harry whispered begged, his brilliant emerald orbs pleading as well.
Severus had been irritated beyond anything that Harry had avoided him, but all that dissipated when he'd seen Harry striding toward him with that look on his face. That look that said no matter what Severus said or did that Harry wasn't going to give up. He hadn't seen that look on Harry since Voldemort had tortured him. This was the Harry that he had started to fall for. This was the Harry he wanted.
Watching Harry moving toward him with such purpose reminded him of how sexy Harry was, had always been. He noticed though that he wasn't the only one that thought so. Several girls were salivating. Even some boys were openly admiring what was his. But like usual, he saw that Harry didn't notice how he affected the others. Typical Harry. Oblivious boy.
Yes, Harry was undeniably his. Had been ever since Severus had taken his innocence away many years ago. He had never liked sharing his lovers, and Harry was his lover. He'd been Harry's only lover, the only one to bring him fulfillment. And seeing Harry exude his sex appeal only made him realize more how lucky he was that Harry was his, his alone.
Whatever he had been expecting Harry to do, going down on his knees asking him to bond with him--- that hadn't been it. It'd shocked him that Harry was willing to put their relationship in the open after they'd kept it a secret all this time. While Severus had wanted to keep it a secret for Harry's sake, it hurt him that Harry had never made an attempt to make it public knowledge despite his protests against keeping it a secret. It made him feel like Harry was ashamed and that he took him for granted.
Harry was proving he wasn't and that Severus's pessimistic mind had been overactive in its imaginings. Harry had only been doing what Severus had wanted for him. And now he wasn't, announcing it in the dining hall was about as public as one could get. Oh Merlin, did he love this Gryffindor brat. Had loved him for years but had been denying it because for Harry's sake since he was old enough to be the boy's father. His father! He sighed inside and couldn't stop himself from caressing Harry's face, tilting it up so that he might look into those brilliant emerald eyes.
It was the first time that he truly noticed beyond the lean sexiness of Harry's well formed body how wretched Harry actually looked if one looked carefully. And Severus was looking carefully, studying his beloved with the eyes of a falcon. He saw that Harry was thinner than he had been before, and the shadows under his eyes were unmistakable. The damn boy had had trouble sleeping again. He worried that the old nightmares were plaguing him again. What a git he was! Harry needed him; he hadn't been there for him!
"Yes," he answered softly, softly enough that only Harry heard.
But there was no mistaking what his answer had been when Harry leapt to his feet and dragged Severus into another unashamedly wildly ardent kiss. It was midway through their kiss fest that Draco entered into the room wearing clothes that were similar to Harry's own garb. As he watched his best friend kissing his to-be-bonded fiercely, he smiled indulgently. There was a twinge of bittersweet regret that he squashed down.
It figured that only Harry Potter would be the only person on this earth capable of denying Draco Malfoy. He supposed that was at least a part of the reason he was dying to shag the Boy Who Lived, part but not all. No, it had taken Draco longer to realize how special Harry was and that tardiness had resulted in Severus completely claiming Harry as his own. Slytherins didn't share what they thought was theirs and Severus was no exception to the rule.
"Blimey!" Draco heard one of the Ravenclaws exclaimed. "Never knew that Snape could even kiss and not like that!"
Many of the Gryffindor 7th year girls were clearly outraged and goggled eye at the development before their eyes. The bravest of them cried out with disappointment, "I can't believe Professor Potter is kissing Professor Snape like that!"
All Draco could do was roll his eyes up heavenward and smirked. All in a day's job.
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"Expelliarmus!" cried out Julia Tamerlaine, the Head Girl and a Ravenclaw, with determination and power behind the spell. It caused her opponent, a 5th year Hufflepuff boy to slam into the far wall. The intelligent girl's blue eyes popped open with shock and she hurried over to him, grabbing the wand that hover in the air. She handed it to him and gave him a hand up. "I'm so sorry about that Frederick."
The good natured boy grinned and shook his head. "It's all right, Julia. I'm fine. Good job. I think you've definitely made it in."
Both Draco and Harry exchanged looks that said: 'The girl is good.' "Good job, Ms. Tamerlaine. You did very well," Harry remarked, glancing down at his sheet to call on the next dueling pair. "The next pair will be Ms. Spinnet and Ms. Maximillian."
Their duel was over quickly with Alicia Spinnet's younger sister, Amy putting the jelly leg curse on her opponent and plucking the wand out of the 6th year Ravenclaw's hand. Harry hadn't doubted the outcome since Amy was one of the better 7th year students he taught. What both Draco and Harry were looking forward to was seeing to see Ms. Lee and Mr. Lee duel together. The two of them were sister and brother, one a Slytherin and the other remarkably enough a Hufflepuff. Draco was convinced Mr. Lee, being older would win the duel hands down. Harry believed it to be the opposite that since Mr. Lee was older, he'd go easier on his younger sister and besides she was a Slytherin too.
Of course, they made bets pitting their students against each other. Despite poor Ms. Lee falling victim to Mr. Gregory's ducking of the stupefy curse, she was definitely Harry's best 5th year student and he was extremely pleased with her progress. The bet was simple, whoever won had to be the slave of the other for a week--- and Harry was intent on winning. He'd been far too often for his own likes on the losing side of the bet. He grinned with a devious smile that he knew he had to have gotten rubbed onto him by Draco, but he didn't care. Alisa was going to beat her brother Alexander effortlessly.
The two siblings took to the stage when their names were called. Neither of them were surprised since the postings for who was going to be dueling who had already been posted the day before. They formally bowed at each other while Draco gave the countdown and as soon as he was done, Alisa launched the first curse but wasn't as quick at blocking her brother's curse. Curiously enough, both of them had tried the same curse on each other--- the disarming charm. The pity was, Alisa actually lost her wand first since Alexander had managed to hold onto his for a little while before having it ripped away though she'd cast the spell first.
Draco smirked at Harry triumphantly. "Mr. Lee won."
"Ms. Lee was quicker at casting the spell, I say she won," Harry stubbornly responded. He wasn't about to be Draco's slave for a week again! He'd remembered it all too well, the arrogant bastard had him hanging upside down with a cock ring on trying to turn him on. While it wasn't the most humiliating thing Draco had put Harry up for, it was definitely the most excruciating thing.
"A duelist is over when the duelist is disarmed," Draco quoted word for word in the parchment he'd written. "It never said when the first spell is cast that disarms the opponent. Face it, Harry, you lost. You're my slave for the week."
The students still waiting to duel stared at them with shock, astonishment, and a few of the more bolder ones laughed. Harry glowered at them, but finally broke into a smile when Draco leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I won't do anything like last time, I don't think Severus would appreciate it."
Harry knew that was definitely true. They had just made up, and well even if the long conversations they'd had to clear up their misunderstandings and problems--- Harry doubted that Severus was going to like that his lover was the slave to the man he considered his biggest threat. No matter what Harry told him that Draco wasn't a threat, Severus didn't see it in that light. Oh well, there was nothing he could do. He'd made the bet so he had to stick with the bet. Foolish Gryffindor tendencies. He sighed dramatically.
"Mr. Moran and Mr. Kelly."
More dueling ensued and it was close to midnight before they had fully made up the final list of duelist in the club. It'd been a hard decision to make with the last ten to take up the last 5 positions, but Harry they really did felt that Alisa Lee deserved a spot on the team as Top of her Year despite losing her duel with her older brother. When he'd argued on behalf of Alisa, Draco had teased him of favoring Slytherins because of Severus.
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!" Harry shouted.
"Are too!" Draco yelled with insistence.
It was when Harry was about to argue more about the extraordinary qualities of Ms. Lee that Severus made his belated appearance. "I trust you two are at it again?" Severus queried with underlining amusement, but Draco could see the strain in the lines on his face. The Potions Master wasn't please that he had to fetch his errant lover to drag him to his rooms from Draco. Before Draco could reassure him, he discovered he wasn't the entire reason for the stress lines on Severus's features. "Your godfather and his werewolf have arrived."
"Padfoot and Moony are here?!" Harry exclaimed, joy evident on his face. "Really?"
"Really," Severus responded with exasperation. While he was happy to see Harry happy, he wasn't delighted to have to locate Harry with Draco nor was he overjoyed to know that he was going to have to share his Harry moments with a mutt and a werewolf this weekend. Figures, that when Harry publicly declared that he wanted to bond with Severus that this would happen. At least Albus had prevented the owls and howlers that were certainly trying to reach them from reaching them temporarily. Call it their 'bonding' gift from the Headmaster.
Harry grinned and linked his fingers through Severus. "You know you like Sirius and Remus; you just don't want to admit it. You want to continue being that boorish and snappish Potions Master, but you know you have a soft spot for them."
"I may have a soft spot for you," Severus snapped, "but that doesn't mean I have one for them."
"Oh come on," Harry teased with an endearing face that wasn't winning Severus over at all, "you know you have one for Remus, if not why would you continue to make him the wolfsbane potion?"
"To keep you safe since you insist on seeing the wolf!"
Harry rolled his eyes and winked at Draco that said: 'Sev won't admit it, but I know he likes them.' "Whatever," Harry muttered, squeezing Severus's hand. "Let's go see them, you don't mind if I leave do you Draco?"
Draco smirked. "No," he responded with an evil grin, "I don't. But first you've got to come here and I'm going to tell you something that will more than fulfill the bet that we made."
The flush of excitement that had stained Harry's cheeks drained and Severus stifled a groan. Didn't his lover ever learn never to make a bet with Draco? Apparently not as he watched Harry trot over meekly to Draco and tilted his head down to listen carefully to Draco's instructions. The more that Draco said, the redder Harry began. It was beginning to piqued Severus's own innate curiosity. Too bad that Draco wasn't the type that he could easily extract information from when he didn't want it to be extracted.
"Do I have to?" Harry whined.
Draco nodded. "If you don't want me to tell Severus what exactly you bet, you'll do it." He smiled with a malicious glint in his eyes. "I'm sure that he'll enjoy it. I, for one am definitely going to enjoy hearing about it if not seeing for myself."
"Tonight?" Harry queried, his head dropping in a way that said clearly that Draco was going to get his way.
"Hmmm..." Draco considered aloud. "Sure, tonight would be excellent. I only have to magically draft the names and then I'll be there to watch."
"You pervert."
"No worse than yourself."
"Much worse!" Harry exclaimed.
"You aren't protesting to it too much."
"I don't have a---"
Draco interrupted, "You do; you just don't want to tell Severus that you'd have to be..."
Harry cut Draco off by placing a hand over his jabbering mouth. "Fine! Just hurry up will you? If you don't finish in time to catch what you want me to do, it's your own fault!"
With that, Harry stomped out of the room, grabbing Severus's hand and dragging his lover with him. Severus had been flipping his head back and forth between them trying to figure out what was going on unsuccessfully. He'd concluded that Harry and Draco had developed a language only comprehensible to themselves. Also, that whatever Draco was making Harry do it was definitely something that he figured he wouldn't mind seeing as how it was causing Harry to flush with embarrassment. If anything, his lover was even more sexy when he was abashed about something. So whatever could it be?
Draco laughed with glee once the two had left. Oh, he was sure Severus was going to enjoy this immensely, though he was almost certain that Severus was going to kill him afterwards too. Oh well, it'd be worth it to see Harry's cheeks stained like a red rose and to feel the waves of embarrassment pouring off of him. Well worth it. It was his fault for losing the bet, though it'd been much closer than he had suspected that it would. That reminded him that he needed to award Alexander Lee some points for being such an upstanding Hufflepuff and helping him to win the bet. Definitely.
Now for the parchment, he waved his wand over it and the magic scrawled the names of the people that they decided would make very fine representatives for Hogwarts' first Dueling Club in years. Yes, the names were fine additions. The Head Girl and Head Boy, along with numerous prefects, Top of the Year students, and even significant Quidditch players. Overall, it was an interesting mix. Once the names were set in gold on the parchment, Draco posted it on the door of the classroom and hurried on his way to where he knew that Harry and Severus were going. Where else but Dumbledore's office for a gathering of the Order?
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Author's Note: Aw, someone was wondering what I was going to get Sirius and Remus into the action... so here it is. I have no idea how long the story is going to be. I mean now it's just about Severus and Harry having a relationship, daily doings in school. And of course more on Draco and Harry's unique friendship. This story is kind of disorganized, but fun to write. I mean there's no set pt for this story to end. It's about HP/SS love and DM/HP friendship/onesided lust and the Dueling Club and DADA. Hmm... what else to do? Is there a pt. to this story? It eludes me... Someone care to enlighten the author? Aww... well it's fun to read, right?
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Next Chapter: The Consequences of a Bet and the Roster
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Thanks to: Kate, Sirius28, Lina Inverse the Dramata, Dravizta, Heather, BekaJWP, and Sela.
Abraxis: Aw, well I hope Severus redeems himself in this chapter = ). I think the blame goes both ways. Half my readers want a 3some and half my readers don't. I think the ultimate conclusion of the story is where I incorporate Draco into the relationship or not.
Athenakitty: Yes. Yes. Next chapter it's borderline between R and NC-17 so far. Do you want the Chapter 6 NC-17 scene?
Tabitha: Thanks = ). Instead of getting together, Harry and Sev are bouncing through the turmoil of the 2 years they've been separated. But I promise, their relationship is going to get better!
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Questions to answer:
1. What in the world is Draco going to make Harry do?
2. How are Sirius and Remus going to react to the bonding ordeal?
3. Hmm... do Hermione and Ron ever show up?
4. How do I incorporate Draco in Harry and Sev? Harry's best friend or more? Read my response to Abraxis' review.
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: foolish.home.att.net
8: Dueling Club and Bridging the Gap (June 10, 2003 to June 11, 2003)
"You are going to go," Draco said bossily. "You said you wanted to get back with Severus and you know how he is. He's going to make you crawl on your knees and beg him to take you back because he feels bad. Then I know he'll make it more than worth your wild. I heard enough noise years back to make me green with envy."
Harry sighed. "What if he rejects me?"
"He'd be a fool to when you're dressed like that," Draco commented, his tone not lascivious though his gunmetal grey eyes certainly were. Indeed, Draco had every right to look that way. Harry looked good enough to devour. Clad in skintight black leather pants with a crimson silk shirt with the top three buttons unbuttons to show his sinewy chest, Harry was a feast for the eyes. "Severus would have to be blind," Draco muttered hoarsely, "and castrated to reject you if you do plead and beg."
Harry grumbled but allowed Draco to keep giving him the pep talk that he needed to get up his notoriously foolish Gryffindor courage. After all, it wasn't everyday that anyone confessed his undying love to a certain Potions Master in front of the entire school during the dinner hour. "Remember," Draco reminded, "to look into his eyes the whole time. If you move them away, he won't think you're ready."
"I know. I know," Harry muttered back sharply, his anxiety beginning to peek through. "I'm ready, stop fussing with my hair!"
Draco huffed and ran his hand once more through Harry's forever tousled locks. "There," he said finally. "That's the best I can do with your messy hair. Now go!" Draco shoved him out of his room in the direction of the dining hall. "Don't look at anyone but Severus. Don't think of anything but how happy you're going to be when you and he are together."
Nodding numbly, Harry started to walk down the long hallway gaining enough strength not to panic when he didn't see Severus at his normal sport at the teacher's table. He calmed down when he saw Severus entered from the side door. He took a deep breath; he braced himself. Here goes nothing. Steeling himself with optimistic thoughts, he strode down the center in a way so similiar to Snape, but that wasn't why the students were gawking.
They were gawking because Professor Potter wasn't dressed in school robe, he was wearing normal muggle clothing! Oh all the students conceded that their two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors were good looking, but they hadn't known that Professor Potter was so bloody sexy. It wasn't only girls that were drooling, quite a few boys too were mesmerized. Everyone in the room was staring at Harry, while he stared at Severus's dark fathomless eyes. It was like he was freefalling into those depths, and he didn't care if he drowned or not.
"What are you doing?" Severus hissed in demand, stopping Harry's descent. It snapped Harry out of his fall, and he saw that he was within arm's length of his lover. "Don't keep staring at me, Potter!"
Harry ignored him and went down on his knees before Severus. To Severus's complete astonishment, Harry rested his head on his lap briefly then raised his head again. It was an oddly submissive and needy gesture. "I love you, Severus Snape. I don't care what a bastard you are, I want to bond with you; I don't care what anyone thinks, anyone." To fully accentuate his words, he pulled Severus down to him and captured his lips in an embraced that was blatantly passionate.
As gobsmacked as all the students in the dining hall were, it was the teachers that were the most taken back by Harry's declaration. They were the ones that had watched Harry grow up in front of their very own eyes and had known how much Severus had despised Harry throughout school. Severus's targeted hatred of the boy, especially the last three years had resulted in many tears of anguish for Harry. McGonagall now suspected why. Had her golden boy been carrying on an affair with Severus Snape all these years?
It certainly explained Harry's wracking sobs at Severus's cruel harshness to him that had always made him angry and never anguish before 5th year. But that didn't make the situation any easier to handle. It also didn't explain Severus's increasing severity over the two years that Harry had left... unless Severus had felt the same way about Harry, and Harry's Head of House sincerely doubted that. She didn't think he was able to love anyone since loving someone meant making himself vulnerable.
Yet they were certainly kissing like there was no tomorrow. Everyone with eyes could see that Severus was kissing Harry back with equal fervor. That the most hated teacher in the school was actually embracing the Boy Who Lived with obvious passion behind the embrace was shocking everyone. When Severus finally pushed Harry away, Severus's lips were as bruised as Harry's were. Both of them were breathing hard and their eyes were dilated from their overwhelming desire. No sex for a week did that to them.
"Severus? Bond with me?" Harry whispered begged, his brilliant emerald orbs pleading as well.
Severus had been irritated beyond anything that Harry had avoided him, but all that dissipated when he'd seen Harry striding toward him with that look on his face. That look that said no matter what Severus said or did that Harry wasn't going to give up. He hadn't seen that look on Harry since Voldemort had tortured him. This was the Harry that he had started to fall for. This was the Harry he wanted.
Watching Harry moving toward him with such purpose reminded him of how sexy Harry was, had always been. He noticed though that he wasn't the only one that thought so. Several girls were salivating. Even some boys were openly admiring what was his. But like usual, he saw that Harry didn't notice how he affected the others. Typical Harry. Oblivious boy.
Yes, Harry was undeniably his. Had been ever since Severus had taken his innocence away many years ago. He had never liked sharing his lovers, and Harry was his lover. He'd been Harry's only lover, the only one to bring him fulfillment. And seeing Harry exude his sex appeal only made him realize more how lucky he was that Harry was his, his alone.
Whatever he had been expecting Harry to do, going down on his knees asking him to bond with him--- that hadn't been it. It'd shocked him that Harry was willing to put their relationship in the open after they'd kept it a secret all this time. While Severus had wanted to keep it a secret for Harry's sake, it hurt him that Harry had never made an attempt to make it public knowledge despite his protests against keeping it a secret. It made him feel like Harry was ashamed and that he took him for granted.
Harry was proving he wasn't and that Severus's pessimistic mind had been overactive in its imaginings. Harry had only been doing what Severus had wanted for him. And now he wasn't, announcing it in the dining hall was about as public as one could get. Oh Merlin, did he love this Gryffindor brat. Had loved him for years but had been denying it because for Harry's sake since he was old enough to be the boy's father. His father! He sighed inside and couldn't stop himself from caressing Harry's face, tilting it up so that he might look into those brilliant emerald eyes.
It was the first time that he truly noticed beyond the lean sexiness of Harry's well formed body how wretched Harry actually looked if one looked carefully. And Severus was looking carefully, studying his beloved with the eyes of a falcon. He saw that Harry was thinner than he had been before, and the shadows under his eyes were unmistakable. The damn boy had had trouble sleeping again. He worried that the old nightmares were plaguing him again. What a git he was! Harry needed him; he hadn't been there for him!
"Yes," he answered softly, softly enough that only Harry heard.
But there was no mistaking what his answer had been when Harry leapt to his feet and dragged Severus into another unashamedly wildly ardent kiss. It was midway through their kiss fest that Draco entered into the room wearing clothes that were similar to Harry's own garb. As he watched his best friend kissing his to-be-bonded fiercely, he smiled indulgently. There was a twinge of bittersweet regret that he squashed down.
It figured that only Harry Potter would be the only person on this earth capable of denying Draco Malfoy. He supposed that was at least a part of the reason he was dying to shag the Boy Who Lived, part but not all. No, it had taken Draco longer to realize how special Harry was and that tardiness had resulted in Severus completely claiming Harry as his own. Slytherins didn't share what they thought was theirs and Severus was no exception to the rule.
"Blimey!" Draco heard one of the Ravenclaws exclaimed. "Never knew that Snape could even kiss and not like that!"
Many of the Gryffindor 7th year girls were clearly outraged and goggled eye at the development before their eyes. The bravest of them cried out with disappointment, "I can't believe Professor Potter is kissing Professor Snape like that!"
All Draco could do was roll his eyes up heavenward and smirked. All in a day's job.
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"Expelliarmus!" cried out Julia Tamerlaine, the Head Girl and a Ravenclaw, with determination and power behind the spell. It caused her opponent, a 5th year Hufflepuff boy to slam into the far wall. The intelligent girl's blue eyes popped open with shock and she hurried over to him, grabbing the wand that hover in the air. She handed it to him and gave him a hand up. "I'm so sorry about that Frederick."
The good natured boy grinned and shook his head. "It's all right, Julia. I'm fine. Good job. I think you've definitely made it in."
Both Draco and Harry exchanged looks that said: 'The girl is good.' "Good job, Ms. Tamerlaine. You did very well," Harry remarked, glancing down at his sheet to call on the next dueling pair. "The next pair will be Ms. Spinnet and Ms. Maximillian."
Their duel was over quickly with Alicia Spinnet's younger sister, Amy putting the jelly leg curse on her opponent and plucking the wand out of the 6th year Ravenclaw's hand. Harry hadn't doubted the outcome since Amy was one of the better 7th year students he taught. What both Draco and Harry were looking forward to was seeing to see Ms. Lee and Mr. Lee duel together. The two of them were sister and brother, one a Slytherin and the other remarkably enough a Hufflepuff. Draco was convinced Mr. Lee, being older would win the duel hands down. Harry believed it to be the opposite that since Mr. Lee was older, he'd go easier on his younger sister and besides she was a Slytherin too.
Of course, they made bets pitting their students against each other. Despite poor Ms. Lee falling victim to Mr. Gregory's ducking of the stupefy curse, she was definitely Harry's best 5th year student and he was extremely pleased with her progress. The bet was simple, whoever won had to be the slave of the other for a week--- and Harry was intent on winning. He'd been far too often for his own likes on the losing side of the bet. He grinned with a devious smile that he knew he had to have gotten rubbed onto him by Draco, but he didn't care. Alisa was going to beat her brother Alexander effortlessly.
The two siblings took to the stage when their names were called. Neither of them were surprised since the postings for who was going to be dueling who had already been posted the day before. They formally bowed at each other while Draco gave the countdown and as soon as he was done, Alisa launched the first curse but wasn't as quick at blocking her brother's curse. Curiously enough, both of them had tried the same curse on each other--- the disarming charm. The pity was, Alisa actually lost her wand first since Alexander had managed to hold onto his for a little while before having it ripped away though she'd cast the spell first.
Draco smirked at Harry triumphantly. "Mr. Lee won."
"Ms. Lee was quicker at casting the spell, I say she won," Harry stubbornly responded. He wasn't about to be Draco's slave for a week again! He'd remembered it all too well, the arrogant bastard had him hanging upside down with a cock ring on trying to turn him on. While it wasn't the most humiliating thing Draco had put Harry up for, it was definitely the most excruciating thing.
"A duelist is over when the duelist is disarmed," Draco quoted word for word in the parchment he'd written. "It never said when the first spell is cast that disarms the opponent. Face it, Harry, you lost. You're my slave for the week."
The students still waiting to duel stared at them with shock, astonishment, and a few of the more bolder ones laughed. Harry glowered at them, but finally broke into a smile when Draco leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I won't do anything like last time, I don't think Severus would appreciate it."
Harry knew that was definitely true. They had just made up, and well even if the long conversations they'd had to clear up their misunderstandings and problems--- Harry doubted that Severus was going to like that his lover was the slave to the man he considered his biggest threat. No matter what Harry told him that Draco wasn't a threat, Severus didn't see it in that light. Oh well, there was nothing he could do. He'd made the bet so he had to stick with the bet. Foolish Gryffindor tendencies. He sighed dramatically.
"Mr. Moran and Mr. Kelly."
More dueling ensued and it was close to midnight before they had fully made up the final list of duelist in the club. It'd been a hard decision to make with the last ten to take up the last 5 positions, but Harry they really did felt that Alisa Lee deserved a spot on the team as Top of her Year despite losing her duel with her older brother. When he'd argued on behalf of Alisa, Draco had teased him of favoring Slytherins because of Severus.
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!" Harry shouted.
"Are too!" Draco yelled with insistence.
It was when Harry was about to argue more about the extraordinary qualities of Ms. Lee that Severus made his belated appearance. "I trust you two are at it again?" Severus queried with underlining amusement, but Draco could see the strain in the lines on his face. The Potions Master wasn't please that he had to fetch his errant lover to drag him to his rooms from Draco. Before Draco could reassure him, he discovered he wasn't the entire reason for the stress lines on Severus's features. "Your godfather and his werewolf have arrived."
"Padfoot and Moony are here?!" Harry exclaimed, joy evident on his face. "Really?"
"Really," Severus responded with exasperation. While he was happy to see Harry happy, he wasn't delighted to have to locate Harry with Draco nor was he overjoyed to know that he was going to have to share his Harry moments with a mutt and a werewolf this weekend. Figures, that when Harry publicly declared that he wanted to bond with Severus that this would happen. At least Albus had prevented the owls and howlers that were certainly trying to reach them from reaching them temporarily. Call it their 'bonding' gift from the Headmaster.
Harry grinned and linked his fingers through Severus. "You know you like Sirius and Remus; you just don't want to admit it. You want to continue being that boorish and snappish Potions Master, but you know you have a soft spot for them."
"I may have a soft spot for you," Severus snapped, "but that doesn't mean I have one for them."
"Oh come on," Harry teased with an endearing face that wasn't winning Severus over at all, "you know you have one for Remus, if not why would you continue to make him the wolfsbane potion?"
"To keep you safe since you insist on seeing the wolf!"
Harry rolled his eyes and winked at Draco that said: 'Sev won't admit it, but I know he likes them.' "Whatever," Harry muttered, squeezing Severus's hand. "Let's go see them, you don't mind if I leave do you Draco?"
Draco smirked. "No," he responded with an evil grin, "I don't. But first you've got to come here and I'm going to tell you something that will more than fulfill the bet that we made."
The flush of excitement that had stained Harry's cheeks drained and Severus stifled a groan. Didn't his lover ever learn never to make a bet with Draco? Apparently not as he watched Harry trot over meekly to Draco and tilted his head down to listen carefully to Draco's instructions. The more that Draco said, the redder Harry began. It was beginning to piqued Severus's own innate curiosity. Too bad that Draco wasn't the type that he could easily extract information from when he didn't want it to be extracted.
"Do I have to?" Harry whined.
Draco nodded. "If you don't want me to tell Severus what exactly you bet, you'll do it." He smiled with a malicious glint in his eyes. "I'm sure that he'll enjoy it. I, for one am definitely going to enjoy hearing about it if not seeing for myself."
"Tonight?" Harry queried, his head dropping in a way that said clearly that Draco was going to get his way.
"Hmmm..." Draco considered aloud. "Sure, tonight would be excellent. I only have to magically draft the names and then I'll be there to watch."
"You pervert."
"No worse than yourself."
"Much worse!" Harry exclaimed.
"You aren't protesting to it too much."
"I don't have a---"
Draco interrupted, "You do; you just don't want to tell Severus that you'd have to be..."
Harry cut Draco off by placing a hand over his jabbering mouth. "Fine! Just hurry up will you? If you don't finish in time to catch what you want me to do, it's your own fault!"
With that, Harry stomped out of the room, grabbing Severus's hand and dragging his lover with him. Severus had been flipping his head back and forth between them trying to figure out what was going on unsuccessfully. He'd concluded that Harry and Draco had developed a language only comprehensible to themselves. Also, that whatever Draco was making Harry do it was definitely something that he figured he wouldn't mind seeing as how it was causing Harry to flush with embarrassment. If anything, his lover was even more sexy when he was abashed about something. So whatever could it be?
Draco laughed with glee once the two had left. Oh, he was sure Severus was going to enjoy this immensely, though he was almost certain that Severus was going to kill him afterwards too. Oh well, it'd be worth it to see Harry's cheeks stained like a red rose and to feel the waves of embarrassment pouring off of him. Well worth it. It was his fault for losing the bet, though it'd been much closer than he had suspected that it would. That reminded him that he needed to award Alexander Lee some points for being such an upstanding Hufflepuff and helping him to win the bet. Definitely.
Now for the parchment, he waved his wand over it and the magic scrawled the names of the people that they decided would make very fine representatives for Hogwarts' first Dueling Club in years. Yes, the names were fine additions. The Head Girl and Head Boy, along with numerous prefects, Top of the Year students, and even significant Quidditch players. Overall, it was an interesting mix. Once the names were set in gold on the parchment, Draco posted it on the door of the classroom and hurried on his way to where he knew that Harry and Severus were going. Where else but Dumbledore's office for a gathering of the Order?
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Author's Note: Aw, someone was wondering what I was going to get Sirius and Remus into the action... so here it is. I have no idea how long the story is going to be. I mean now it's just about Severus and Harry having a relationship, daily doings in school. And of course more on Draco and Harry's unique friendship. This story is kind of disorganized, but fun to write. I mean there's no set pt for this story to end. It's about HP/SS love and DM/HP friendship/onesided lust and the Dueling Club and DADA. Hmm... what else to do? Is there a pt. to this story? It eludes me... Someone care to enlighten the author? Aww... well it's fun to read, right?
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Next Chapter: The Consequences of a Bet and the Roster
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Thanks to: Kate, Sirius28, Lina Inverse the Dramata, Dravizta, Heather, BekaJWP, and Sela.
Abraxis: Aw, well I hope Severus redeems himself in this chapter = ). I think the blame goes both ways. Half my readers want a 3some and half my readers don't. I think the ultimate conclusion of the story is where I incorporate Draco into the relationship or not.
Athenakitty: Yes. Yes. Next chapter it's borderline between R and NC-17 so far. Do you want the Chapter 6 NC-17 scene?
Tabitha: Thanks = ). Instead of getting together, Harry and Sev are bouncing through the turmoil of the 2 years they've been separated. But I promise, their relationship is going to get better!
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Questions to answer:
1. What in the world is Draco going to make Harry do?
2. How are Sirius and Remus going to react to the bonding ordeal?
3. Hmm... do Hermione and Ron ever show up?
4. How do I incorporate Draco in Harry and Sev? Harry's best friend or more? Read my response to Abraxis' review.
