Harry Potter and the Beach Vacation: chapter 4
pairings: HP/SS, HG/RW
author's note: I'm back now, and I have tons of ideas, so I'll keep the chapters coming for a while. Thanks for your reviews and patience!
Disclaimer: Same as last chapter, all rides and other attractions in quotes are copyrighted by Busch Gardens, and Warner Bros. And J.K. Rowling own Harry Potter.
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The day was great for everyone.....except poor Severus. They had ridden every single roller coaster in the park, and Lucius had graciously handed over his dare money. But he almost soiled himself on the "Gwazi," a huge double wooden coaster that twisted and tangled over and under each other, both cars coming within arms' reach of the passengers. Harry had squished himself comfortably on his left side, whooping and laughing with the rest of the group(save Neville.) So it wasn't that bad, when he looked back on it.
"Isn't this great, Severus? I knew you would enjoy it once you loosened up a bit." Lucius chuckled, misconstruing the Potions Master's frozen grimace for a smile. Snape just gave the tall blonde a look of utter disbelief, and idly meandered into a sweet shop.
Harry grinned. He needed to stock up on some candy, and he was having a particular craving for......
"Yes!" Ron and Draco jumped as the Boy Who Lived shouted and ran to the Custom Confections counter, hurrying to buy half a dozen chocolate covered strawberries.
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Snape choked on his vanilla milkshake when he saw the object of his desire day-dreamily stroll through the large store, glancing every now and then at a display of tooth-aching candy, while sucking on a large juicy strawberry, chocolate sauce lazily dripping down his fingers, only to be scooped up with his cute little pink tongue. Harry bit slowly into the berry, eyes shutting in pleasure. From across the room, the man could hear his guttural groan of happiness.
"Severus! Where are you going?!" Lucius yelled as the khaki clad teacher dashed at break-neck speed out of the shop.
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Neville and Pansy were very persistent that they attend the 1:00 show of "World Rhythms on Ice," which Snape and Lucius actually enjoyed, though they would rather kiss Voldemort's shiny bare ass before admitting it...ever.
With one last stop at the "Edge of Africa" gift shop, they made their way out of the park, and back onto the big ugly bus.
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Somewhere through the trip back home, Dumbledore saw fit to loose his mind temporarily and blast the entire group with a "Sing to Me" charm. They could only sing out titles and snippets of songs, and could not talk normally, nor control the volume of their voices. And the songs popped out randomly, under no jurisdiction of the conscious thinker.
Hermione was hitting her head against the seat in front of her, trying to stop herself singing "The Wheels on the Bus," and Ron chimed, "Shebangs, shebangs!"
"One-eyed one-horned, flying purple people eater!" Seamus sang very off-key. Pansy had her hand clapped over her mouth, but she couldn't hold it in and burst out "mmm dada, dada, Dude looks like a laaaady!" at Lucius Malfoy, who fought to reach the crooning teen's neck. Draco pulled on his shirt and bellowed "Papa can you hear me?"
"I like it, I love it, I want some more of it!" Harry sang with an uncharacteristic Texas twang towards his seat mate, Severus. The professor turned around with a cringe and replied in song,"Ooooh, my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch," and Harry finished for him," a long, lonely time....." Okay, getting mushy.
Dumbledore, who had cackled until tears rolled down his cheeks, waved his wand, and everyone stopped singing. Thank God, Severus thought, not meeting his crush's eyes. How utterly humiliating.
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At the hotel that night, everyone jumped into the pool. After several games of "Marco Polo," in which Snape was the undefeated champion, they had a huge buffet dinner, then collapsed onto their beds.
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*Harry welcomed Severus into his arms, laughing with him, planting loving kisses along his jawbone. Severus pulled his chin up so that he was gazing into deep black orbs, full of heated passion. His thin lips slowly parted, and in the teen's ear he whispered, "I love you..."* Snape woke up, wondering why he was awake, when he heard his name whispered in a heated fervor, bed sheets being yanked this way and that, and a boy grunting in annoyance.
He let his eyes get used to the darkness, then scanned the room. Harry was moaning 'Severus, oh Sev,' hugging his pillow like it was no tomorrow, and his bedmate Ron was slowly wakening.
"Wha choo goin' on about, Harry?" He muttered, his squinted eyes glazed with dreams.
'Oh God, Weasley's going to wake up and hear Harry whispering my name like that.....gotta stop him!' and the potions teacher shot out of his comfortable cocoon of bed sheets, crossed the two feet between him and the boys, and then clapped a hand over Harry's mouth....and cast a quiet deep-sleep spell on the red head. Then he backtracked. Harry was having a wet dream about HIM! 'He likes me!' Oooh, things were about to get fun.
The tall man sighed, relief washing over him, when he felt a warm tongue slide slowly over his palm. Yikes!! Then, blackness.
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Day Three: morning
Harry woke bright and early, stretched, and swung his legs over the side of the bed. And met something warm and soft.
He looked down, and gasped, surprised to see his Potions Professor, the object of his dreams, sprawled on the floor like a passed out drunk. Ron woke with a start, and saw as well the odd posture of their chaperone. Huh. Well wasn't that odd. He leaned over his friend, and slapped the man on the face twice.
"Had too many nuclear kamikazes, sir?" He grinned.
'Why the hell am I on the floor?! All I remember was....Potter likes me! And then he licked me! Damn! I must've...fainted. I'm turning into a pansy!!' Snape blinked and shot up like a rocket, hitting Harry smartly on the leg for the kamikaze comment he heard somewhere.
"Wasn't me!" The Boy-Who-Lived griped, massaging his calve.
"Count yourselves lucky that I'm not remembering that to take off points." he muttered.
"Wow, he MUST'VE had too much to drink!"
"Shut up, Weasley!"
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"So sir, what're we doing today? I need to start bracing myself." Draco smirked, shoveling syrupy pancakes into his maw. Hermione flounced over to their table and sat down on Ron's lap. She helped herself to his bacon while Snape went over their day plans.
"We're going to the beach....ah, and then we'll come back here quick and then head over to the local mall...it's supposedly very nice. So only the essentials in your packs, please. Sun lotion, cover shirt, towel....Longbottom, you are welcome to take any sand toys." Neville flushed and whimpered. Harry and Ron shot withering glares at Snape, but they only bounced off his repelling shield.
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author's note: please read and review! I need Draco pairing suggestions!