Interlude

Cold had set in, and snow had fallen. Weeks had passed, and soon it was a little more than a week from Winter Hols.

Harry thought that things couldn't get any better as he and Severus fell into a routine. They would go about their normal days during the week, and then at midnight, they would meet in Severus's chambers and spend two hours together.

On the weekends, Harry would spend about half of Saturday with his friends, and then he would spend most of the rest of the time with Severus. It was bliss.

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"Damn, these dungeons are so cold," Harry said as he joined Severus on the couch in front of the fire.

"Whine, whine, whine, that's all you do," Severus replied as he kissed the Gryffindor in greeting. "I light the fires for you; I like it cold."

"I know, and thank you," Harry smiled at him and pecked his cheek. "What 'cha reading?"

Severus held up the book. In gold script on the cover, Famous Potions Masters, was written.

Harry snorted. "Why am I not surprised?"

The Slytherin rolled his eyes and put the book down. The two had precious time together, and he'd be damned if he was going to spend it reading. He turned on the couch to face Harry.

Severus opened his mouth to say something and then stopped. Then he said," Did Draco cast a glitter charm on you?"

Harry looked down. "Aw, damn! That ass. He's still mad about the tutu and the girl's uniform."

The Potions Professor let out a snicker. Draco had lost another bet, and Harry had made him wear a girl's uniform for a week.

"You have a strange affinity for putting Draco into girl's clothing."

Harry shrugged. "I know; it's weird."

"I'm sure that's not the only weird thing around here," Severus raised an eyebrow in amusement.

"I like being weird, thank you very much!" Harry mock huffed.

Severus rolled his eyes at the raven-haired teen. "Well, I suppose I like you better as you are, so I guess that means I like you weird."

"Aw," Harry grinned, but there was a slight pink tinge to his cheeks. Suddenly, Harry reared his head back and sneezed.

"Gesundheit," Severus grinned. Harry opened his mouth to say thank you, but he sneezed again. "You're getting sick."

"No," Harry wiped his nose," I'm not. I sneezed twice; that doesn't mean I'm going to get sick."

"You're going to get sick," Severus predicted, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"You'll see," Severus said, all-knowingly. Harry shook his head again and leaned back against the Slytherin's chest. The spy wrapped his arms around the smaller wizard and placed his chin on the orphan's head.

All was quiet until Harry asked, "Do you think the Headmaster knows about us?"

Severus snorted. "I wouldn't doubt it; that man knows everything that goes on at Hogwarts.

"I don't know, though. If he does know, he's making some great exceptions for you and me," Harry answered, titling his head back to look up at his lover.

"Why wouldn't he? He always makes exceptions for the Boy-Who-Lived," the ex-Death Eater kissed Harry's scar.

"You always hated that, didn't you?"

"Of course. You're the one person who shouldn't be spoiled like that; it would go straight to your head. If the rules of the school don't apply to you, who's to say that the law doesn't as well?" Severus explained. "Headmaster Dippet felt pity for Tom Riddle, because he was an orphan from a particularly nasty orphanage. Dippet let Tom Riddle get away with everything, and no teacher tried to do otherwise. That's why I'd always try to punish you. You're not above the rules, and to have you think so could have been disastrous."

"You were trying to keep me from becoming Voldie Junior," Harry smiled as he got the meaning.

"Right. I'm not a bastard to students without reason," Severus grinned at him.

"And what is that reason?" Harry asked, grinning back.

"Children are obnoxious brats who think they know everything," Severus answered, looking pointedly at him.

"I don't claim to know everything," Harry glared slightly at his mate.

"I didn't say you were," Severus smirked.

"But you were looking at me like you were talking specifically about me," Harry pouted.

"But I didn't say anything about you," Severus grinned slyly.

"You're an ass," Harry huffed.

"You're too huffy," Severus shrugged.

"You're mean," Harry whined.

"You're whiny," Severus retorted.

"You're…mph…" Severus cut Harry off by placing his lips over the Gryffindor's open mouth.

Harry moaned slightly and ran his hands through his lover's silky locks. Severus slowly advanced his tongue, knowing that Harry was still prone to panic attacks. Eagerly responding, Harry turned himself so that he was sitting in Severus's lap, all the while still kissing the older man. The two broke for air, and Severus began placing kisses on Harry's neck. The Boy-Who-Lived gasped slightly and gave the spy more access to his neck. Severus responded by biting down on the junction of neck and shoulder softly.

Harry moaned loudly as Severus sucked on the wound. Sev stopped after a few seconds and went back to kissing his Gryffindor boyfriend. The teenager wrapped his legs around Severus's waist and groaned as Severus grabbed his arse. Harry wiggled a bit until he could feel Severus's hard on against his own. Severus moaned deeply and Harry purred as they began removing one another's cloths.

"Let's go to the bedroom," Severus whispered huskily as he pulled off Harry's shirt. The Gryffindor nodded and Sev stood up, with Harry's legs still around his waist. Harry giggled slightly and sucked on the Potion Master's neck as he was carried to the bedroom.

End Interlude

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