Anywhere

Author: Darkness-Fades-dtwc

Summary: Based on the song, Anywhere by Evanescence. Harry knows he and Severus can't be together for obvious reasons. He's a student and a hero for saving the wizarding world, not to mention, he's expected to have a "normal" life which means he's expected to marry some nice witch and have a few kids. Severus is his teacher and a spy and an ex-Death Eater. Everyone opposes their relationship and Harry just wants to be happy with the one he loves. So where do they go, the muggle world, and New York at that.

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Lilypurewhite-  He couldn't just walk on a plane with a bird, could he?  How cute would that be though, a tiny little Hedwig.

Rating: PG-13 may go up to R depending on how I feel.

Chapter 2: There's No Need To Tell Anyone, They'd Only Hold Us Down

They left in silence, slipping away from the castle under the cover of night.  Harry's area of the dorm was cleaned and empty.  Severus' office and chambers were stripped bare.  All they owned they carried with them. 

After Severus withdrew the entire contents of one vault and converted it to muggle money, they slipped through the Leaky Cauldron and hailed a cab to the airport.  Harry clung to Severus' hand for dear life. 

"We are doing the right thing, aren't we?"  Harry asked, his head resting on ther other's shoulder.

"I hope so. And we did the right thing in not telling anyone?"

"There's no need to tell anyone, Sev, they'd only hold us down.  They'd try to convince us not to leave.  We did the right thing."  He leaned up and kissed him softly.

They arrived at the American Airlines terminal at Heathrow and paid for two tickets to La Guardia Airport in New York.  They were grateful that Gringotts had been able to convert the money into US dollars.  They tucked the counterfeit passports away and waited for their flight to board.

The two of them, both clad in black jeans and black shirts and Harry with his baseball cap, sat silently, holding hands.  Severus had watched intently as a plane took off and was scared shitless.  He yawned an gave Severus a quizzical look as he dug around in his pockets.  "I took this from the vault before we left."  He said softly, holding a small, intricately carved trinket box in the palm of his hand.  "It's been in my family for a while and I think you should have it."  He handed the glossy box to Harry who smiled up at him.  It was just big enough to fit in the palm of someone's hand and had an 'S' carved into the top surrounded by delicate filigree.  The glossy lacquer stained the wood a deep reddish colour.  "Open it."

Harry looked more confused than he had before when he saw the contents of the box.  The inside was lined with red velvet and resting on the soft velvet was a ring.  It didn't look like silver, or white gold.  It was definitely platinum and it seemed to be etched with a vine-like pattern with the small, flat diamonds and sapphires set into it.  It looked too big to fit on Harry's finger.  Severus took it from the box and took Harry's hand in his.  "It shrinks or stretches to fit the wearer.  This piece has been passed down through generations and my mother gave this to me, telling me to give it to the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with."  Harry's eyes were glassy with unshed tears.  Harry smiled and leaned in to plant a kiss on Severus' lips as the ring was slipped on his finger, fitting him perfectly.  It was unusual for him to see his former professor acting so sentimental.  "I love you, Harry James Potter."

"I'm so happy you're coming with me.  I'm not sure what I would do if I had to leave you here and go on with my life without you." 

A voice came over the P.A. system announcing their flight.  Harry wiped the few tears that he had cried from his face and boarded the plane.  Severus was reluctant to step into the aircraft.  "And this is safe?"  He asked, following Harry to their seats.

"They crash very rarely."  He said, watching the look of fear spread across Severus' features.  "Yes, it's safe.  You worry too much." 

Less than twenty minutes after they boarded, Severus watched the airport pass them by.  He turned to Harry who had snuggled up against him.  A sharp jab in the shoulder woke the boy up. 

"What the fuck was that for?"

"Are we moving?"

"Yes, just relax, you'll be fine.  'Are we moving?'  And here I was under the impression that you were practically a genius."  Harry snuggled back against his arm.  "Quit gripping my leg.  Sevvie, everything is fine.  Since when are you this scared?  You'll spy and risk your life once a week but you're scared of planes."

"That's different."

"Shh.  Just go to sleep.  When you wake up, it'll be yesterday, we'll be in New York."

"Yesterday?"

"There's a time difference.  Didn't you pay attention in Muggle Studies?"

"Didn't take it."

"Great.  I'm going to have to teach you everything I know."

Severus rolled his eyes but still couldn't seem to relax.  "You're too tense and it's disturbing my sleep."  He sat up and pushed the armrest up so he could scoot closer.  The plane was dark and the sky outside was filled with stars.  The few passengers on the red-eye flight were all behind them or in first class.  His seatbelt was unfastened and he pried the strong hand off his thigh.  He looked over and saw that Severus' other hand was gripping the armrest tightly.  Harry sighed out of frustration and leaned over to pry the other hand off the armrest.  "You can face the Dark Lord, but you're scared of flying.  Sure, that makes perfect sense." 

"Like I said, two completely different things.  I just don't trust these muggle contraptions.  Who knows how fast this thing is going.  How much longer before we can get off this thing?"  he asked, letting Harry take his hands in his.  "What are you doing?"  he asked as Harry threw a leg over him, straddling his lap and un fastening his seatbelt.  "You can't be serious.  This is completely inappropriate." 

"There is nothing inappropriate about sitting on my boyfriend's lap."  He whispered, trying not to talk so loud.

"With you, there is never anything so simple and innocent as 'sitting on your boyfriend's lap.'  Do you realise that people probably think I'm your father?  God knows I'm old enough."

"You're not old.  If you were, you probably wouldn't be able to do half the things we've done."  He smirked, reminding him of all their little escapades around the school.  "I just like being close to you.  Is that such a problem?"  He pouted.  He knew the other man could never resist him when he pouted.

"Yes.  Like I said before, you have ulterior motives.  Not old, my ass.  I'm too old for you."  He sighed.

"Please don't start with the age thing.  You're not too old.  You're perfect and I could care less if people thought I was your son."  Harry smiled.  Severus was starting to relax and forget that they were hurdling through the air at some high speed.  He was surprised when he felt Severus' soft lips upon his.  "I thought you were worried about what people might think."

"Shut up you insufferable brat."

For a while, the two exchanged soft, slow kisses to pass the time.  They would just have to sleep when they got to a hotel.  Back home, or rather, back at Hogwarts, everyone would be waking up in a few hours and find the two of them gone without a trace, save the letters they left.

"How do you think they'll react when they find out we've left?"  Harry sighed and slumped down against the other man's chest.  He couldn't help thinking about his friends' reactions to his abrupt departure.

"I have no idea."  He stroked the seventeen-year-old boy's hair while thinking about how people would react to his own disappearance.  'No one will care.  Hell, some people might even be glad I left.'  He thought. 

A few hours later, the pair arrived in rainy New York.  Severus smirked as some late, night travellers shot them odd looks.  Well, it wasn't as bad as Severus had originally thought.  It would be much worse if Harry was shorter but Harry had grown to almost Severus' height by seventh year and looked older than what he was.  "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, people in the muggle world are not as open to homosexuals.  Though, New York isn't quite so closed minded."

"Indeed?"

Harry and Severus walked out into the torrential rain and found a cab to take them to the Marriot in Manhattan.  Once they arrived, Harry shoved a few bills into the driver's hand and they entered the hotel.  "This will do.  For a short while, anyway."  Severus commented as they walked up to the front desk.

"We don't have reservations.  Do you have any rooms available at this time?"  Harry asked politely.

"The only room we have available is a suite.  It's $800 per night."  The woman answered, typing in some information into the computer.

"We'll take it."

"How many nights?"

"Four."

"How will you be paying?"

"Cash."

"I'll be needing your name."  Harry thought for a moment.

"Henry…Snape."  So he used Sev's name.  Big deal.  He waited as she typed in the information and handed him two keys to their room.

"There you go, Mr. Snape.  Have a nice night."

Harry offered a weak smile and joined Sev on the couch.  "I got us a room.  I hope you don't mind, I gave her your surname."  He took his hand and they walked over to the lift.  "Lesson one.  This is a lift.  You press the button whether you want to go up or down and then the floor number."  They got on and pressed the button for their floor.  "Do you regret running away with me?"

"No.  Do you?"

"No."

"I gave up everything for you, Potter.  This is what we wanted.  We had planned on moving in together after graduation, we just decided to move things up a day.  Tomorrow's a new day."  Harry leaned up and kissed him as the lift doors opened on their floor and they found their suite.

A/N:  Sorry if this really sucked.  I revised it a bit and added a new ending to the chapter.  I know it's very short and I promise that the chapters will be getting longer but you might have to wait a few days before I get them up.  My other stories will be updated shortly.