Ahhhhhhhh! I've had so many reviews so quickly! I'm overwhelmed! But not so much that I can't write a new CHAPTER!!!
But first I'd like to address some concerns:
The Creepy Factor: Sorry if you find the chatting/cybering creepy. I thought about that and I realized the only reason that it seemed creepy to me (yeah, it even seems a bit creepy to me) was that Harry is expecting a student (although, if you didn't notice, Snape never leads him to believe this specifically...he just leaves that unanswered and Harry assumes) and instead is talking to an older man. But then I go with my belief that love and feelings transcend age difference, and as long as Harry is of age (which he is in this one) and of the same maturity level (which he would be for the most part considering all he's been through) it's not twisted to me. Well, not twisted in a bad way ;) (But in the hot way - says my friend Alex the Gopher)
THE Meeting (IRL): Don't fear! They WILL meet. I know it's gotten longer and longer but it's gonna happen soon. I promise. Plus, I'm updating faster than usual...right?
Harry's Obliviousity*: I know it makes him look a bit dumb that he's not at least trying to figure out who it is, but I think that Harry is almost happy not knowing because he would have fears that the person he's talking to isn't someone he'd actually like or get along with. Those are natural fears. But he still wants to find out eventually because he's lonely. So sorry if he seems a bit oblivious.
The Hot Harry/Snape Action: I don't think the action's going to be as hot as you want it, but I'm promising you now that this story will have a sequel (if it's wanted) and that one will be HOT like burny fiery stuff. ;) I wanted to put it into this story but I felt that ending it at a certain point was closure for this particular plot. So the sequel will continue along the same story but with a new plot...make sense? I hope so. But there will be some action in this one, so don't worry!
*Word supplied by my friend Alex the Gopher, who is my partner in crime for figuring out good endings for this story. Thanks Alex.
oh, btw, many of you have asked about Adventures In Life Drawing. I am going to finish it just as soon as this story is over. Thanks for your interest.
And now for the next chapter (but not the last one...probably third to last)
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Eight: Tea and Talk
"You wanted to see me, Headmaster?" Severus Snape swept into Dumbledore's office and stood at a respectful distance until the old man waved him forward and indicated a chair. Snape sat down on the edge, so as not to get to comfortable.
"Please, Severus. Call me Albus today. I thought we'd just have some tea and have a little talk."
Snape sighed but didn't object. "Alright," Snape replied, settling back into the chair. He might as well make himself comfortable now. This could take a while, and there was no getting out of it.
"Here you are...a dash of milk and no sugar, if I remember correctly." Albus looked at the potion master over his moon shaped glasses as he passed the teacup and saucer. Severus nodded and took a sip. "Now, my dear boy," he continued, causing Snape to mentally roll his eyes. 'Dear boy' indeed. "How has life been treating you?"
"I suppose it's not quite resembling the seventh level of Hades," the man answered. "Death Eater meetings haven't been so frequent, but the children are downright horrid creatures, as always. This lot of first years seems to been particularly keen on making my life a living nightmare."
"It can't be all as bad as that," Albus said with a twinkle.
Snape crossed his arms. "Longbottom is no longer taking my classes, so I suppose there is a silver lining."
Albus smiled at this. That was about as positive as Snape could be. "Let's not talk about school," said the headmaster, levitating a plate of scones and sending them in the other's direction. "Would you care for a pastry? They're raspberry," he said, laying emphasis on the last word.
"Oh...no. No thank you."
Albus cocked his head to the side at this. Severus Snape hesitating? This was highly unusual. What could be on his mind?
"Severus, I can't help noticing that you have been acting very odd lately. Is there anything that you'd like to talk about?"
"I don't know what you could mean, Albus," he answered stubbornly. His expression became stony, eyes narrowed warningly.
"You may think that I can't read your expressions, but I don't need to. Your eyes give you away, Severus. There is a light in them that I have not seen in a very long time."
There was an awkward silence. Snape was inwardly scoffing at the very idea. What would he have to 'give away' to Albus? There was nothing special in his life. Not even Harry. No, that didn't mean anything. But then, why did he suddenly come to mind? Snape shook his head as if to throw Harry from his thoughts.
"It's quite alright, Severus. Don't worry yourself about it. Only those who know and feel for you could notice such a change. I have always regarded you as a son, and I have always wanted you to be happy."
"I have no need for happiness," Snape spat out bitterly. "I've never had it before, and I don't need it now."
"So you say." Albus fixed him in a deep stare. "I think you have found something that brings you joy, Severus. Don't take it for granted, and don't deny it."
Snape stared back and then stood sharply. "Thank you, Headmaster. I must get back to brewing potions for Madam Pomfry. I do apologize for leaving so suddenly." The last sentence was laced with sarcasm, a warning that Dumbledore was delving too far, revealing too much. The headmaster only nodded his understanding. Snape turned and swiftly removed himself from the room.
*****
"Harry, what's the matter," Ron whispered over his cauldron the next day. The liquid inside was bubbling rapidly and very noisily. "You're drifting again."
Harry snapped to attention and added his powdered boar's tusk to his own potion. It turned black and started to bubble like Ron's. "Sorry...it's just that Snape is acting strange."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Seriously, mate. You've got to stop this Snape thing. It's creepy." Hermione glared at her significant other.
"It's not creepy, Ron," she said defensively.
"He's old."
"He is not," Harry whispered. "Dumbledore is old. McGonnagal is old. Snape's only in his thirties, and besides, he's built."
Ron glared. "Late thirties. And how would you know that he's built?"
"I can tell by the way his robes hang on his body."
Ron glanced at Snape and made a face, causing Hermione to roll her eyes with frustration.
"Anyhow," she said, whispering more quietly so as not to be overheard. "I agree with Harry. He's a bit distant. It's not like a spy to be distant, is it?"
"Maybe his underwear is in a twist and he's trying to figure out how to fix it without looking a fool," Ron said with a smirk. Hermione and Harry didn't reply and just stared wide eyed at him. Ron's smirk fell away. "He's right behind me. Of course he's right behind me."
"And just in time, apparently," came Snape's voice, "To hear the punch line. Fifteen points from Gryffindor. And you've ruined your potion. Learn to read, Mr. Weasley."
Ron's eyes darted to his potion, which had turned red and had stopped boiling.
"Oh, bloody hell," he moaned, knocking his head down upon the table. "I forgot the lizard tongue."
Hermione patted him on the back. "Maybe now you'll be nicer about Snape, hmm?"
*****
The air was crisp and the grass was damp after a good spring rain. Everyone was enjoying a lovely Saturday on the grounds, as it was warmer than usual. That is everyone except Snape, and apparently Harry, who had just messaged him. Snape again chastised himself for turning on the computer.
"I don't need happiness," he muttered stubbornly, as he began to type his reply. "Happiness will be the end of me."
'Happiness will give you something to live for besides duty.'
"Oh, shut up."
[4eyes: Looks like a nice day out.]
[4eyes: I'm sitting at my window.]
[TheMaster: Not nice enough to tempt me.]
[4eyes: Nice isn't tempting? Then I'd better be bad.]
[4eyes: *wink*]
[TheMaster: No. You'd better stay good if you don't want to be miserable.]
[TheMaster: Believe me, I know.]
[4eyes: Do you need to talk about something?]
[TheMaster: I've just been thinking about a lot of things.]
[4eyes: Are you okay?]
[TheMaster: okay...yes. Happy...more than before. Miserable...always]
[4eyes: I don't see how you can be happy and miserable at the same time.]
"Oh, its possible," Snape said.
[TheMaster: happier than before doesn't mean blissful. I still have a lot on my mind]
[4eyes: Care to unload?]
[TheMaster: I wouldn't want to burden you. You have enough to think about.]
[TheMaster: and it would probably give you more clues as to who I am. And you don't get to know that yet.]
[4eyes: Alright. I can deal with that.]
[4eyes: So, what do you want to talk about?]
[TheMaster: Let's see...]
[4eyes: I know]
[4eyes: we don't need one now because it's over the net, but it would be fun to come up with some safewords in case we ever met.]
[TheMaster: safewords?]
[4eyes: yeah, you know. Just in case the dom is being...well, too dominant]
[TheMaster: ooooh. Right.]
[4eyes: exactly. I for one vote for banana]
[TheMaster: Of course. Start first and foremost with the phallic symbols]
[TheMaster: I think snake would be better anyway.]
[4eyes: why?]
[TheMaster: because...what if you wanted a banana and I thought you wanted me to stop? It would spoil the fun.]
[4eyes: haha. Well then, I think we should go with mayonaise. I'd never ask for that.]
[TheMaster: White creamy substance. How mature of you.]
[TheMaster: I've got it.]
[TheMaster: Penguin]
[4eyes: excuse me?]
[TheMaster: Yes. Penguin.]
[4eyes: I don't get you sometimes. I can't tell if you're serious or making fun.]
[4eyes: But no matter. let's talk about something else.]
[TheMaster: I'm always serious]
[4eyes: All this talk about safewords makes me want to meet you even more...so let's not put me through that pain ;)]
[TheMaster: As you wish....]
[TheMaster: Truth or truth.]
[4eyes: Haha.]
[4eyes: I should have never started you on that game.]
[4eyes: What do you want to know?]
A smile flickered across Snape's lips without his realizing it. He would never admit it to anyone, but talking to Harry could always cheer him up a bit. Then he had an idea.
[TheMaster: What teacher do you have a crush on?]
[4eyes: oh no! This one's gotten me in trouble before.]
[TheMaster: the teacher or the question?]
[4eyes: both.]
[4eyes: I have this crazy, insane, endless crush on Prof. Snape.]
[TheMaster: Do you now?]
[4eyes: yes, and my friends think I'm crazy.]
"I don't blame them."
[TheMaster: Why him?]
[4eyes: I am crazy I guess.]
[4eyes: Well, because he's attractive, and dark, and has the most delicious voice...]
[TheMaster: he's greasy.]
"So they say," Snape said with a snort, running his fingers through his hair. Well, they'd be right about that today.
[4eyes: not always. I bet it's the potions. My hair is always worse after that class]
[4eyes: he looked hot during holidays. You should have seen it.]
[TheMaster: Is that all? Just his body?]
[4eyes: no! There's something more to him. He's so commanding...I like that. And I know there has to be more to him than meets the eye.]
[TheMaster: that was sarcasm, by the way.]
[4eyes: Shut up.]
[4eyes: And you asked too many questions so it's my turn. Who do you have a crush on, prof wise?]
[TheMaster: ...I suppose it's only fair.]
[TheMaster: I've always had a bit of a thing for Lupin, I suppose]
"Twenty odd years ago," Snape added to himself.
[4eyes: Haha. That's who Hermione has a crush on. Why lupin?]
[TheMaster: He's very...kind. I always appreciated that.]
[TheMaster: And he isn't bad looking.]
[4eyes: isn't bad looking? you can say it. You think he's a fox]
"More like a wolf."
[TheMaster: He's not as attractive as you.]
[4eyes: why thank you.]
[4eyes: it's your turn]
[TheMaster: Without going into too much detail, for the sake of sparing me an errection, have you had any sexual fantasies lately?]
[4eyes: Well, there is one where I'm making a potion and it's going wrong, and Snape comes over to help me...and then, well, *helps* me, if you know what I mean]
"Oh, good lord. I shouldn't have asked that," he said, ignoring the yummy picture that had developed.
[TheMaster: I do see what you mean.]
[4eyes: If I knew who you were, you could be in the fantasy]
[TheMaster: yes, well, it's your turn.]
[4eyes: sorry, sorry. Just kidding. Um...what was your first experience with someone, boy or girl?]
[TheMaster: It was a girl actually, name withheld to protect the not so innocent. It went horribly. More of a non-experience, actually. I couldn't get it up for her, and I thought something was wrong with me.]
[4eyes: was there?]
[TheMaster: No. I'd just chosen the wrong sex to fool around with. Imagine my surprise.]
[4eyes: I can.]
[TheMaster: Same question for you.]
[4eyes: Cho Chang kissed me once and then I went on a horrible date with her. I'm sure you remember that. The whole school thought I was an idiot.]
[TheMaster: I didn't know actually.]
[4eyes: I'd rather not remember that. or the time that Ron's sister tried to kiss me. But I kinda knew by then that I wasn't really into girls]
[4eyes: What was your first experience with a guy like?]
[TheMaster: one night stand. He was older and experienced, I was drunk and horny...]
[4eyes: drunk?]
[TheMaster: something that doesn't occur often, I assure you. Anyhow, I managed to get it up for him.]
[TheMaster: it wasn't very interesting. One night stands are typical for me, but not very frequent. As I've told you, I don't do relationships.]
[4eyes: we have a 'relationship']
Snape stared at the screen. True, they hadn't met, but Harry was right. He fought the urge to slap himself and replied:
[TheMaster: I suppose it's a sort of relationship.]
[TheMaster: But I want to hear about your first experience with a guy.]
[TheMaster: You have had one?]
[4eyes: well, it's hard because I'm not out, so I can't chance that any wizards I know are gay because it would get around and the last thing I need are more headlines.]
[4eyes: but the muggles have no idea who I am, so last summer I went to a group for gay young adults and met a nice guy. We only went on one date.]
[TheMaster: and?]
[4eyes: well, I met him at a cafe and we had some coffee. Then he invited me back to his apartment for a movie. So we were watching the movie and he had his arm around me and one thing led to another...and we were kissing when, BAM! hand down my pants. New territory, but I couldn't stop him...didn't want to]
[TheMaster: understood]
[4eyes: so, that was great, but I told him that I'd better be going home before the Dursley's made a fuss, so he said he'd drive me so we'd have time to talk more. So we get into the car and before he even turns it on he's kissing me again and for the second time that night...hand down my pants.]
[TheMaster: persistant]
[4eyes: Exactly. So after that he drove me home. Where we started talking...then kissing...then...]
[TheMaster: hand down your pants?]
[4eyes: how did you know?]
[TheMaster: For goodness sake]
[4eyes: my thoughts exactly, as nice as it was]
[TheMaster: so that was it?]
[4eyes: yeah. Pretty odd, but I can't complain]
[TheMaster: Nor would I...three times in one night]
[4eyes: hmm]
[The Master: How old was he?]
[4eyes: 24]
[TheMaster: Isn't that a bit of an age difference?]
Snape laughed at himself. "Much less than our age difference."
[4eyes: no. I was legal by then, anyhow. It doesn't matter.]
[4eyes: I don't understand people's problem with ages. I was just telling Ron the other day that Snape isn't old...to me, thirty something isn't old at all.]
[TheMaster: I want to meet]
It was out before he could help himself. It was as if someone else was moving his fingers across the keys. Snape wanted to tell Harry he was just kidding but somehow couldn't stand the thought of hurting his feelings.
[4eyes: you do? really?]
[TheMaster: more than anything]
Snape couldn't believe himself. Where had that come from? But at the same moment Snape knew that it was true. He couldn't deny that Harry was his counterpart. Somehow, in spite of telling himself that he was trying to bust the Gryffindor brat, he had opened himself to this.
[4eyes: just say where and when.]
[TheMaster: next friday, after classes are over.]
[4eyes: the astronomy tower okay?]
[TheMaster: that's fine.]
"That's perfect."
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Ahhh...I hope you like it. I wanted to give Snape and Harry more back story. The parts about Harry's adventure with a hand down his pants actually happened to my friend Alex the Gopher, with a few parts of the story changed. It was so fun I had to use it. Thanks for letting me tell everyone your unauthorized story, Alex.
But first I'd like to address some concerns:
The Creepy Factor: Sorry if you find the chatting/cybering creepy. I thought about that and I realized the only reason that it seemed creepy to me (yeah, it even seems a bit creepy to me) was that Harry is expecting a student (although, if you didn't notice, Snape never leads him to believe this specifically...he just leaves that unanswered and Harry assumes) and instead is talking to an older man. But then I go with my belief that love and feelings transcend age difference, and as long as Harry is of age (which he is in this one) and of the same maturity level (which he would be for the most part considering all he's been through) it's not twisted to me. Well, not twisted in a bad way ;) (But in the hot way - says my friend Alex the Gopher)
THE Meeting (IRL): Don't fear! They WILL meet. I know it's gotten longer and longer but it's gonna happen soon. I promise. Plus, I'm updating faster than usual...right?
Harry's Obliviousity*: I know it makes him look a bit dumb that he's not at least trying to figure out who it is, but I think that Harry is almost happy not knowing because he would have fears that the person he's talking to isn't someone he'd actually like or get along with. Those are natural fears. But he still wants to find out eventually because he's lonely. So sorry if he seems a bit oblivious.
The Hot Harry/Snape Action: I don't think the action's going to be as hot as you want it, but I'm promising you now that this story will have a sequel (if it's wanted) and that one will be HOT like burny fiery stuff. ;) I wanted to put it into this story but I felt that ending it at a certain point was closure for this particular plot. So the sequel will continue along the same story but with a new plot...make sense? I hope so. But there will be some action in this one, so don't worry!
*Word supplied by my friend Alex the Gopher, who is my partner in crime for figuring out good endings for this story. Thanks Alex.
oh, btw, many of you have asked about Adventures In Life Drawing. I am going to finish it just as soon as this story is over. Thanks for your interest.
And now for the next chapter (but not the last one...probably third to last)
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Eight: Tea and Talk
"You wanted to see me, Headmaster?" Severus Snape swept into Dumbledore's office and stood at a respectful distance until the old man waved him forward and indicated a chair. Snape sat down on the edge, so as not to get to comfortable.
"Please, Severus. Call me Albus today. I thought we'd just have some tea and have a little talk."
Snape sighed but didn't object. "Alright," Snape replied, settling back into the chair. He might as well make himself comfortable now. This could take a while, and there was no getting out of it.
"Here you are...a dash of milk and no sugar, if I remember correctly." Albus looked at the potion master over his moon shaped glasses as he passed the teacup and saucer. Severus nodded and took a sip. "Now, my dear boy," he continued, causing Snape to mentally roll his eyes. 'Dear boy' indeed. "How has life been treating you?"
"I suppose it's not quite resembling the seventh level of Hades," the man answered. "Death Eater meetings haven't been so frequent, but the children are downright horrid creatures, as always. This lot of first years seems to been particularly keen on making my life a living nightmare."
"It can't be all as bad as that," Albus said with a twinkle.
Snape crossed his arms. "Longbottom is no longer taking my classes, so I suppose there is a silver lining."
Albus smiled at this. That was about as positive as Snape could be. "Let's not talk about school," said the headmaster, levitating a plate of scones and sending them in the other's direction. "Would you care for a pastry? They're raspberry," he said, laying emphasis on the last word.
"Oh...no. No thank you."
Albus cocked his head to the side at this. Severus Snape hesitating? This was highly unusual. What could be on his mind?
"Severus, I can't help noticing that you have been acting very odd lately. Is there anything that you'd like to talk about?"
"I don't know what you could mean, Albus," he answered stubbornly. His expression became stony, eyes narrowed warningly.
"You may think that I can't read your expressions, but I don't need to. Your eyes give you away, Severus. There is a light in them that I have not seen in a very long time."
There was an awkward silence. Snape was inwardly scoffing at the very idea. What would he have to 'give away' to Albus? There was nothing special in his life. Not even Harry. No, that didn't mean anything. But then, why did he suddenly come to mind? Snape shook his head as if to throw Harry from his thoughts.
"It's quite alright, Severus. Don't worry yourself about it. Only those who know and feel for you could notice such a change. I have always regarded you as a son, and I have always wanted you to be happy."
"I have no need for happiness," Snape spat out bitterly. "I've never had it before, and I don't need it now."
"So you say." Albus fixed him in a deep stare. "I think you have found something that brings you joy, Severus. Don't take it for granted, and don't deny it."
Snape stared back and then stood sharply. "Thank you, Headmaster. I must get back to brewing potions for Madam Pomfry. I do apologize for leaving so suddenly." The last sentence was laced with sarcasm, a warning that Dumbledore was delving too far, revealing too much. The headmaster only nodded his understanding. Snape turned and swiftly removed himself from the room.
*****
"Harry, what's the matter," Ron whispered over his cauldron the next day. The liquid inside was bubbling rapidly and very noisily. "You're drifting again."
Harry snapped to attention and added his powdered boar's tusk to his own potion. It turned black and started to bubble like Ron's. "Sorry...it's just that Snape is acting strange."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Seriously, mate. You've got to stop this Snape thing. It's creepy." Hermione glared at her significant other.
"It's not creepy, Ron," she said defensively.
"He's old."
"He is not," Harry whispered. "Dumbledore is old. McGonnagal is old. Snape's only in his thirties, and besides, he's built."
Ron glared. "Late thirties. And how would you know that he's built?"
"I can tell by the way his robes hang on his body."
Ron glanced at Snape and made a face, causing Hermione to roll her eyes with frustration.
"Anyhow," she said, whispering more quietly so as not to be overheard. "I agree with Harry. He's a bit distant. It's not like a spy to be distant, is it?"
"Maybe his underwear is in a twist and he's trying to figure out how to fix it without looking a fool," Ron said with a smirk. Hermione and Harry didn't reply and just stared wide eyed at him. Ron's smirk fell away. "He's right behind me. Of course he's right behind me."
"And just in time, apparently," came Snape's voice, "To hear the punch line. Fifteen points from Gryffindor. And you've ruined your potion. Learn to read, Mr. Weasley."
Ron's eyes darted to his potion, which had turned red and had stopped boiling.
"Oh, bloody hell," he moaned, knocking his head down upon the table. "I forgot the lizard tongue."
Hermione patted him on the back. "Maybe now you'll be nicer about Snape, hmm?"
*****
The air was crisp and the grass was damp after a good spring rain. Everyone was enjoying a lovely Saturday on the grounds, as it was warmer than usual. That is everyone except Snape, and apparently Harry, who had just messaged him. Snape again chastised himself for turning on the computer.
"I don't need happiness," he muttered stubbornly, as he began to type his reply. "Happiness will be the end of me."
'Happiness will give you something to live for besides duty.'
"Oh, shut up."
[4eyes: Looks like a nice day out.]
[4eyes: I'm sitting at my window.]
[TheMaster: Not nice enough to tempt me.]
[4eyes: Nice isn't tempting? Then I'd better be bad.]
[4eyes: *wink*]
[TheMaster: No. You'd better stay good if you don't want to be miserable.]
[TheMaster: Believe me, I know.]
[4eyes: Do you need to talk about something?]
[TheMaster: I've just been thinking about a lot of things.]
[4eyes: Are you okay?]
[TheMaster: okay...yes. Happy...more than before. Miserable...always]
[4eyes: I don't see how you can be happy and miserable at the same time.]
"Oh, its possible," Snape said.
[TheMaster: happier than before doesn't mean blissful. I still have a lot on my mind]
[4eyes: Care to unload?]
[TheMaster: I wouldn't want to burden you. You have enough to think about.]
[TheMaster: and it would probably give you more clues as to who I am. And you don't get to know that yet.]
[4eyes: Alright. I can deal with that.]
[4eyes: So, what do you want to talk about?]
[TheMaster: Let's see...]
[4eyes: I know]
[4eyes: we don't need one now because it's over the net, but it would be fun to come up with some safewords in case we ever met.]
[TheMaster: safewords?]
[4eyes: yeah, you know. Just in case the dom is being...well, too dominant]
[TheMaster: ooooh. Right.]
[4eyes: exactly. I for one vote for banana]
[TheMaster: Of course. Start first and foremost with the phallic symbols]
[TheMaster: I think snake would be better anyway.]
[4eyes: why?]
[TheMaster: because...what if you wanted a banana and I thought you wanted me to stop? It would spoil the fun.]
[4eyes: haha. Well then, I think we should go with mayonaise. I'd never ask for that.]
[TheMaster: White creamy substance. How mature of you.]
[TheMaster: I've got it.]
[TheMaster: Penguin]
[4eyes: excuse me?]
[TheMaster: Yes. Penguin.]
[4eyes: I don't get you sometimes. I can't tell if you're serious or making fun.]
[4eyes: But no matter. let's talk about something else.]
[TheMaster: I'm always serious]
[4eyes: All this talk about safewords makes me want to meet you even more...so let's not put me through that pain ;)]
[TheMaster: As you wish....]
[TheMaster: Truth or truth.]
[4eyes: Haha.]
[4eyes: I should have never started you on that game.]
[4eyes: What do you want to know?]
A smile flickered across Snape's lips without his realizing it. He would never admit it to anyone, but talking to Harry could always cheer him up a bit. Then he had an idea.
[TheMaster: What teacher do you have a crush on?]
[4eyes: oh no! This one's gotten me in trouble before.]
[TheMaster: the teacher or the question?]
[4eyes: both.]
[4eyes: I have this crazy, insane, endless crush on Prof. Snape.]
[TheMaster: Do you now?]
[4eyes: yes, and my friends think I'm crazy.]
"I don't blame them."
[TheMaster: Why him?]
[4eyes: I am crazy I guess.]
[4eyes: Well, because he's attractive, and dark, and has the most delicious voice...]
[TheMaster: he's greasy.]
"So they say," Snape said with a snort, running his fingers through his hair. Well, they'd be right about that today.
[4eyes: not always. I bet it's the potions. My hair is always worse after that class]
[4eyes: he looked hot during holidays. You should have seen it.]
[TheMaster: Is that all? Just his body?]
[4eyes: no! There's something more to him. He's so commanding...I like that. And I know there has to be more to him than meets the eye.]
[TheMaster: that was sarcasm, by the way.]
[4eyes: Shut up.]
[4eyes: And you asked too many questions so it's my turn. Who do you have a crush on, prof wise?]
[TheMaster: ...I suppose it's only fair.]
[TheMaster: I've always had a bit of a thing for Lupin, I suppose]
"Twenty odd years ago," Snape added to himself.
[4eyes: Haha. That's who Hermione has a crush on. Why lupin?]
[TheMaster: He's very...kind. I always appreciated that.]
[TheMaster: And he isn't bad looking.]
[4eyes: isn't bad looking? you can say it. You think he's a fox]
"More like a wolf."
[TheMaster: He's not as attractive as you.]
[4eyes: why thank you.]
[4eyes: it's your turn]
[TheMaster: Without going into too much detail, for the sake of sparing me an errection, have you had any sexual fantasies lately?]
[4eyes: Well, there is one where I'm making a potion and it's going wrong, and Snape comes over to help me...and then, well, *helps* me, if you know what I mean]
"Oh, good lord. I shouldn't have asked that," he said, ignoring the yummy picture that had developed.
[TheMaster: I do see what you mean.]
[4eyes: If I knew who you were, you could be in the fantasy]
[TheMaster: yes, well, it's your turn.]
[4eyes: sorry, sorry. Just kidding. Um...what was your first experience with someone, boy or girl?]
[TheMaster: It was a girl actually, name withheld to protect the not so innocent. It went horribly. More of a non-experience, actually. I couldn't get it up for her, and I thought something was wrong with me.]
[4eyes: was there?]
[TheMaster: No. I'd just chosen the wrong sex to fool around with. Imagine my surprise.]
[4eyes: I can.]
[TheMaster: Same question for you.]
[4eyes: Cho Chang kissed me once and then I went on a horrible date with her. I'm sure you remember that. The whole school thought I was an idiot.]
[TheMaster: I didn't know actually.]
[4eyes: I'd rather not remember that. or the time that Ron's sister tried to kiss me. But I kinda knew by then that I wasn't really into girls]
[4eyes: What was your first experience with a guy like?]
[TheMaster: one night stand. He was older and experienced, I was drunk and horny...]
[4eyes: drunk?]
[TheMaster: something that doesn't occur often, I assure you. Anyhow, I managed to get it up for him.]
[TheMaster: it wasn't very interesting. One night stands are typical for me, but not very frequent. As I've told you, I don't do relationships.]
[4eyes: we have a 'relationship']
Snape stared at the screen. True, they hadn't met, but Harry was right. He fought the urge to slap himself and replied:
[TheMaster: I suppose it's a sort of relationship.]
[TheMaster: But I want to hear about your first experience with a guy.]
[TheMaster: You have had one?]
[4eyes: well, it's hard because I'm not out, so I can't chance that any wizards I know are gay because it would get around and the last thing I need are more headlines.]
[4eyes: but the muggles have no idea who I am, so last summer I went to a group for gay young adults and met a nice guy. We only went on one date.]
[TheMaster: and?]
[4eyes: well, I met him at a cafe and we had some coffee. Then he invited me back to his apartment for a movie. So we were watching the movie and he had his arm around me and one thing led to another...and we were kissing when, BAM! hand down my pants. New territory, but I couldn't stop him...didn't want to]
[TheMaster: understood]
[4eyes: so, that was great, but I told him that I'd better be going home before the Dursley's made a fuss, so he said he'd drive me so we'd have time to talk more. So we get into the car and before he even turns it on he's kissing me again and for the second time that night...hand down my pants.]
[TheMaster: persistant]
[4eyes: Exactly. So after that he drove me home. Where we started talking...then kissing...then...]
[TheMaster: hand down your pants?]
[4eyes: how did you know?]
[TheMaster: For goodness sake]
[4eyes: my thoughts exactly, as nice as it was]
[TheMaster: so that was it?]
[4eyes: yeah. Pretty odd, but I can't complain]
[TheMaster: Nor would I...three times in one night]
[4eyes: hmm]
[The Master: How old was he?]
[4eyes: 24]
[TheMaster: Isn't that a bit of an age difference?]
Snape laughed at himself. "Much less than our age difference."
[4eyes: no. I was legal by then, anyhow. It doesn't matter.]
[4eyes: I don't understand people's problem with ages. I was just telling Ron the other day that Snape isn't old...to me, thirty something isn't old at all.]
[TheMaster: I want to meet]
It was out before he could help himself. It was as if someone else was moving his fingers across the keys. Snape wanted to tell Harry he was just kidding but somehow couldn't stand the thought of hurting his feelings.
[4eyes: you do? really?]
[TheMaster: more than anything]
Snape couldn't believe himself. Where had that come from? But at the same moment Snape knew that it was true. He couldn't deny that Harry was his counterpart. Somehow, in spite of telling himself that he was trying to bust the Gryffindor brat, he had opened himself to this.
[4eyes: just say where and when.]
[TheMaster: next friday, after classes are over.]
[4eyes: the astronomy tower okay?]
[TheMaster: that's fine.]
"That's perfect."
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Ahhh...I hope you like it. I wanted to give Snape and Harry more back story. The parts about Harry's adventure with a hand down his pants actually happened to my friend Alex the Gopher, with a few parts of the story changed. It was so fun I had to use it. Thanks for letting me tell everyone your unauthorized story, Alex.