Friendship and Beyond 44/?
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
Dating or Detention?
The next few hours were some of the longest of Severus' life as he alternated between diligently grading some of the last course work before finals, and examining Harry as he single-mindedly bent over the parchments in front of him. Even studying the boy as he had the whole day, Severus was no closer to figuring out the enigma that was Harry Potter.
Just as he was content to think the whole thing was some twisted joke for Lucius' amusement, he would catch Harry looking at him 'covertly.' As Severus turned back to concentrate on the fifth years essays he felt Harry staring a whole in the top of his head. Snapping his head up unexpectedly caused their eyes to meet and Harry's gaze to soften before he turned his head away in embarrassment. This happened quite a few times over the last three hours causing Harry to blush prettily at him each time.
After catching Harry at this bizarre game of peek-a-boo and looking at the barely marked paper in front of him, Severus decided to call Harry on his strange behavior. Walking noiselessly across the office floor as Harry continued to grade a first year test Severus placed a hand on Harry's shoulder after approaching silently, causing Harry to jump in place nervously.
"Shall we stop this nonsense, Harry?"
"Um, what nonsense sir?" Harry asked softly, not looking up from the desk until Sev gently took the test from his nerveless fingers as he continued to rub Harry's shoulder and neck soothingly. "Get up."
Harry stood and followed Severus to a small connecting doorway off to the side of his office. Inside was a small sitting room complete with its own library and fireplace, as well as a private storeroom. Harry stood awkwardly by the door as Severus lit the tapers with a small wave of his wand. Severus quickly shucked off his outer robes and sat, leaving him in a simple white poet's shirt and black trousers. Overall the general effect was mouthwateringly hot, leaving Harry almost dazed watching the bit of skin showing on his chest and the small dusting of chest hair visible as well.
"Well come in already Harry." Severus interrupted Harry's ogling impatiently, although with a secret smirk on the edge of his lips as he watched Harry's reaction to his displayed body. [Well that answered at least one question.] "Sit if you would."
"Sure." Harry agreed sitting cautiously across from Severus, looking at him in a frighten Ned manner, quickly cover by polite interest.
"I need to ask you a few things about last night and I expect you to answer truthfully. Is that understood, Potter?"
Harry nodded with a quick jerk of his head as he closed his hands around the arms of the chair in which he was sitting.
"Go ahead."
"First of all what was the purpose of your visit during dinner?" Severus asked cautiously watching Harry carefully as he did so.
"Oh, um, the bond flared up unexpectedly." Harry answered softly, wincing from the remembered sensation.
When Harry stayed silent Severus raised a questioning eyebrow expecting him to continue without having to be encouraged further.
"I was worried and came down to make sure you were alright." Harry mumbled, abashed at his own sentimentality in the face of his professor's continued indifference.
"I thank you for your concern, although it was unnecessary."
"You're welcome." Harry answered softly. "Unnecessary or not."
"Very well, that explains why you were in the dungeons, but not you extreme reaction to Lucius'… unwelcome foray into my personal space." Severus understated carefully, so as not to anger Harry needlessly.
"Er, unwelcome?" Harry all but squeaked in surprise.
"Quite." Severus answered darkly, glaring into space for a few moments, still angered at Lucius' presumption.
"Well, that's great!" Harry exclaimed breaking out into a wide grin before realizing what he said. "Um I mean… not great. Bad, very bad. Er, yeah. That bastard!"
"Yes." Severus agreed, smirking at Harry discomfiture. "That still doesn't answer my question however."
"Would you believe I suddenly needed to use the toilet?" Harry questioned
"No."
"Bugger!"
"Well?"
"I was uncomfortable seeing Malfoy, er…" Harry stumbled off blushing to the roots of his hair.
"Kissing me?"
"Quite." Harry agreed impassively, borrowing a page from Severus' book.
"I am sorry if seeing me engaged with another so bothers you, Harry." Severus continued softly, gauging Harry's reaction to the bit of censure in his voice.
"It's not like that at all." Harry exclaimed sharply.
"How is it then?"
"Er…"
"The truth please." Severus reminded him, leaning forward in his seat in anticipation.
"Bloody hell." Harry murmured softly, paling somewhat with nerves, before straightening his posture in a gesture of determination. "I, um, may… fancy you a little bit."
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
Dating or Detention?
The next few hours were some of the longest of Severus' life as he alternated between diligently grading some of the last course work before finals, and examining Harry as he single-mindedly bent over the parchments in front of him. Even studying the boy as he had the whole day, Severus was no closer to figuring out the enigma that was Harry Potter.
Just as he was content to think the whole thing was some twisted joke for Lucius' amusement, he would catch Harry looking at him 'covertly.' As Severus turned back to concentrate on the fifth years essays he felt Harry staring a whole in the top of his head. Snapping his head up unexpectedly caused their eyes to meet and Harry's gaze to soften before he turned his head away in embarrassment. This happened quite a few times over the last three hours causing Harry to blush prettily at him each time.
After catching Harry at this bizarre game of peek-a-boo and looking at the barely marked paper in front of him, Severus decided to call Harry on his strange behavior. Walking noiselessly across the office floor as Harry continued to grade a first year test Severus placed a hand on Harry's shoulder after approaching silently, causing Harry to jump in place nervously.
"Shall we stop this nonsense, Harry?"
"Um, what nonsense sir?" Harry asked softly, not looking up from the desk until Sev gently took the test from his nerveless fingers as he continued to rub Harry's shoulder and neck soothingly. "Get up."
Harry stood and followed Severus to a small connecting doorway off to the side of his office. Inside was a small sitting room complete with its own library and fireplace, as well as a private storeroom. Harry stood awkwardly by the door as Severus lit the tapers with a small wave of his wand. Severus quickly shucked off his outer robes and sat, leaving him in a simple white poet's shirt and black trousers. Overall the general effect was mouthwateringly hot, leaving Harry almost dazed watching the bit of skin showing on his chest and the small dusting of chest hair visible as well.
"Well come in already Harry." Severus interrupted Harry's ogling impatiently, although with a secret smirk on the edge of his lips as he watched Harry's reaction to his displayed body. [Well that answered at least one question.] "Sit if you would."
"Sure." Harry agreed sitting cautiously across from Severus, looking at him in a frighten Ned manner, quickly cover by polite interest.
"I need to ask you a few things about last night and I expect you to answer truthfully. Is that understood, Potter?"
Harry nodded with a quick jerk of his head as he closed his hands around the arms of the chair in which he was sitting.
"Go ahead."
"First of all what was the purpose of your visit during dinner?" Severus asked cautiously watching Harry carefully as he did so.
"Oh, um, the bond flared up unexpectedly." Harry answered softly, wincing from the remembered sensation.
When Harry stayed silent Severus raised a questioning eyebrow expecting him to continue without having to be encouraged further.
"I was worried and came down to make sure you were alright." Harry mumbled, abashed at his own sentimentality in the face of his professor's continued indifference.
"I thank you for your concern, although it was unnecessary."
"You're welcome." Harry answered softly. "Unnecessary or not."
"Very well, that explains why you were in the dungeons, but not you extreme reaction to Lucius'… unwelcome foray into my personal space." Severus understated carefully, so as not to anger Harry needlessly.
"Er, unwelcome?" Harry all but squeaked in surprise.
"Quite." Severus answered darkly, glaring into space for a few moments, still angered at Lucius' presumption.
"Well, that's great!" Harry exclaimed breaking out into a wide grin before realizing what he said. "Um I mean… not great. Bad, very bad. Er, yeah. That bastard!"
"Yes." Severus agreed, smirking at Harry discomfiture. "That still doesn't answer my question however."
"Would you believe I suddenly needed to use the toilet?" Harry questioned
"No."
"Bugger!"
"Well?"
"I was uncomfortable seeing Malfoy, er…" Harry stumbled off blushing to the roots of his hair.
"Kissing me?"
"Quite." Harry agreed impassively, borrowing a page from Severus' book.
"I am sorry if seeing me engaged with another so bothers you, Harry." Severus continued softly, gauging Harry's reaction to the bit of censure in his voice.
"It's not like that at all." Harry exclaimed sharply.
"How is it then?"
"Er…"
"The truth please." Severus reminded him, leaning forward in his seat in anticipation.
"Bloody hell." Harry murmured softly, paling somewhat with nerves, before straightening his posture in a gesture of determination. "I, um, may… fancy you a little bit."
