Anywhere (3:2/?)
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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SORRY- the song 'Anywhere' is on the album, 'Origin'
Rating: PG-13 may go up to R depending on how I feel.
Warnings: Slashy goodness in this chapter. The unedited version is on
Chapter 3: So by the Morning light, we'll be halfway to anywhere part 2
So by the morning light
we'll be half way to anywhere
where love is more than just your name
New York City
The soft click of a door closing roused Severus from what he could hardly call sleep. It took the older man a few minutes to remember where he was and what he was doing there. The previous night's events brought a smile to his face and he buried his face deeper into the pillow. The spot on the bed next to him was empty. He began to wonder how it was that Harry was up before him. Severus figured that the boy must not have had even six hours of sleep.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee reached his nose and jumped out of bed to find where it was coming from. Well, he didn't jump out of bed so much as he stumbled out of bed, into a table then into the sitting area with one eye half open.
"Morning, sunshine!" Harry chirped from the couch as he fiddled around with a mobile phone. The response he got from his former professor was something that sounded an awful lot like "cheeky ass teenagers."
"Where were you this morning? Woke up and you weren't there." He yawned, picking up a large cup of coffee.
"Did a little shopping." Harry flipped though a copy of the jobs section of the New York Times. "Here." He held a tiny mobile phone over his shoulder for Severus.
"What's this?" He asked Harry. Severus flipped open the phone and gave the item a quizzical look.
"It's a telephone, only you can take it with you." Harry tried to think of a better way to explain the concept of mobile phones to Severus but that was all he could come up with. Severus leaned over the back of the couch and softly kissed Harry on the cheek.
"I missed you this morning." Severus purred in Harry's ear.
"What do you want?" Harry sighed and folded the newspaper, placing it on the small coffee table.
"What makes you think I want something?" Severus sat down next to him sipped at the large cup of coffee. Harry glared at him with a look that showed he knew what his lover was up to. "What, I can't want to have sex with my boyfriend?!" A long, pale arm wrapped around Harry and pulled him close to him, covering his face with kisses.
Harry giggled and squirmed in the tight embrace. Severus was always very forward when it came to sex. Always telling Harry exactly what he wanted and when. It had been a while since he had even slightly hinted at wanted to have sex. "As much as I would love to stay here and let you fuck me into next week, we should get going. Go take a shower and I'll enquire about a flat then we can go wander around the city." Harry gave Severus a light smack on the bottom and watched as he left towards the bathroom pouting at the teen sitting on the couch.
Soon, the duo had left their hotel room with all they would need for the entire day including a camera, money, and mobile phones. "Let's see, I've got most of the day mapped out for us. By the way tomorrow we're going to look at three different places. So anyway, back to today. I figure we could do a little bit of shopping, go out to dinner then maybe hit a club tonight that is if you're up for it." He looked over to his companion and his slightly put out expression. "Are you still moping about before?" Severus acted as if he couldn't hear Harry which aggravated the younger man. "Stop being such a baby. When we get our own place, for the first week, we can have all the sex we want, okay?" He knew he was stating the obvious and that there was a 99.9% chance that they wouldn't be leaving the bedroom for the first week, only because of their newfound freedom and whatnot.
"Well I would hope so. It's not entirely about that though. For the past week or so, you have been very…distant. You know you can always tell me what's troubling you." His hand rested lightly on Harry's shoulder as they walked down Broadway and found a taxicab.
Harry slid in next to Severus and placed his smaller hand in Severus' larger one. "I know, love." He turned to the cabdriver, "Eighth Avenue and St. Mark's place."
"Where are we going?" Severus asked as Harry slipped Severus' arm around his shoulders.
"I need clothes and you certainly need clothes. You know, something other than black and shades of grey."
"I'm wearing a blue shirt aren't I? The last time I checked, blue wasn't the same as black."
"Sevvie, your shirt might as well be black, it's so dark." Harry took out a hotel notepad and looked over the list he made.
Things to do:
Buy mobile phones Check real estate listing Check Wanted advertisements Take Sev shopping for clothes Buy furniture Buy other shit for new flat Get haircut Take Sev to get haircut Open bank accountThe first three items on the list had a check next to them. "You made a list?" Severus asked, obviously trying not to laugh. "What's wrong with my hair?"
"You're what, 39 years old, and you've had the same hairstyle since you were 16. I'd say you're ready for a change. You don't have a problem with my list, do you?"
He didn't like the idea of letting Harry decide on how his hair should be cut but knew Harry wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. That was just the way the young wizard was. He was stubborn beyond belief and would pout and pout until he got his way. "So where are we off to first?" He sighed.
"Glad you asked," Harry was positively giddy at the thought of dragging the other man around town and dressing him up and cutting his hair like he was some kind of doll. "First, we're going to go down to the village so I can get a few things. Don't bother asking what things only because I'm not going to tell you! Then we're going to go to Bloomingdale's so we can get some colour into your wardrobe. And finally, we're going to go get your hair cut. I was thinking we could perhaps go somewhere nice for dinner. Considering you had promised we could go out to a nice restaurant after my graduation." Harry was practically bouncing in his seat with excitement as he told his former professor about the events he had planned for the day.
Severus tried to total up how much this entire shopping spree would be costing them but gave up. "How exactly are we supposed to pay for all these expenditures and a flat when neither of us have a job?"
"You and I both know I have quite a fortune from my parents and a reward from that thing I did. I hope you don't think I'm going to make you pay for everything."
"I hope you know what you're doing."
"We'll be fine. Tomorrow we're looking at three places to live. All within our price range. And I told you before; you can continue with your research and write for some of the American journals and the text book I know you've wanted to write. Also, I bought us tickets for Les Miserables for next Tuesday evening."
"Any other touristy events you have planned so I can go and drown myself in the river now?"
"Quit being such a prat. You'll have fun, I promise." Harry gave him a kiss on the cheek and rested his head on his shoulder. "Have any regrets about running away with me yet?"
"No, should I?"
Harry shook his head and the two spent the rest of the ride down to the village in silence. The sunlight filtering through the car window glinted off the high polished platinum and the diamonds; while the sapphires seemed to glow in the light. Looking don at the delicate piece of jewellery, Harry twisted it around his finger and mentally added another stop on their 'to do' list, though he would have to find a way to go without Severus knowing.
As usual, St. Marks was packed. Harry and Severus made a deal that if Harry could spend an obscene amount of money on clothing and shoes, then Severus could go look around some of the numerous bookshops and herb shops in the area. And so, for the next three hours, Severus let Harry lead him through shop after shop; buying everything from t-shirts, far too tight leather trousers (which in Severus' opinion could have looked a lot like a pair of Harry's silk trousers had they not been so tight and shiny), and flow-y dress shirts, to comic books and records (A/N: Does anyone still say records or am I the only one?). He had twenty more minutes until Severus could drag him around to all the stores he wanted to go to.
"What about these?" Harry asked pointing to a pair of black boots that came up to the middle of his calf and had four buckles covering a row of laces.
"They're fine." Severus deadpanned as he flipped through a guide to the different shops in New York City. Harry huffed, bought the boots and grabbed his lover by the hand, leading them out of Religious Sex. The two wizards walked towards Eighth Avenue. All of a sudden an idea came to Harry's head and the young man stopped abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk. "What is it now?" He was obviously getting frustrated and was also worried by the devilish grin plastered on Harry's usually sweet looking face. "Uh-oh. Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like this?" He mumbled to no one in particular.
"You have a healing potion back in our room, don't you?"
"Of course. Why would you need it though??"
"Come along. This is the last place, I promise. Stay here, I shouldn't be too long." Harry gave his hand a slight squeeze before running up the stone steps and into the door on the right.
Ten minutes later, Severus was getting tired of holding Harry's enormous amount of bags when said teenager hopped back down the steps and pulled Severus into a sweet yet passionate and desperate kiss. "What did you do?" Severus pulled away quickly and scanned the area for anyone who might have caught their little display.
"You'll see, later." Harry replied with a slight lisp.
"Should I even bother asking about the lisp or are you not going to tell me?" Harry grinned and popped a little metallic ball between his teeth. "What, may I ask is that?"
"Pierced my tongue."
"Just now?" Harry nodded. "And why would you ever do such a thing?"
"Blaise pierced his. Terryseems to enjoy it." Harry winked at him and too his bags. He watched as the other man turned four shades of pink in realisation of what Harry meant and what kind of affect this could have on certain parts of his anatomy.
"Blaise is with a Hufflepuff?!" Severus stared at his lover, wide-eyed. "I like it. Now if you are quite done spending your money and punching holes in your body, I would like to get some of my shopping done. Come along, boy." Harry rolled his eyes and followed Severus as they headed to Angelica's Herbs to buy some plant or something. Harry couldn't remember what it was exactly for he hadn't been paying attention when Severus was telling him about it and what its properties were and so forth.
They emerged from the store laden with bags and proceeded to East West Books and finally Enchantments to finish off the herbal spots on Severus' list. By this time, Harry was regretting ever letting the man thumb through the book. "Are you almost done? My arms are killing me!" Harry whined.
"Are you kidding me? We aren't even halfway through!" Severus spun around when he heard several bags drop to the pavement. "Be careful with those. It seems unfair that I had to spend God only knows how long in your stores while you tried on the exact same pair of brown trousers and black blazer twelve times!"
"Humph. And they were not the same items! The first pair was brown, the second pair was khaki. One was light, one was dark. Jeez, you'd think you couldn't tell the difference! And I had to try them on just so I could decide how it looked!" Harry restrained himself from shouting at the man who had his arms crossed at his chest and was tapping his toe impatiently.
"Are you quite done? I would like to get the rest of my shopping finished so we can finish this accursed shopping trip and go back to our hotel room. Potter, have you completely forgotten that you have a wand?" Harry gave him a puzzled look. "Use your wand to shrink all the bags but one and put them all in the larger bag." He tried to use as simple language as he could to get the point across to Harry. He looked in either direction before taking out his wand. He placed the smaller bas in a medium sized bag and checked around once more before muttering 'reducio' and stuffing it in the larger bag. With all that they had already bought, this had to be done three times. He then put a weightless charm on it and shrunk that down even further and placed it in his pocket. "See, was that so hard?" Harry chose to ignore that last comment and walked along side the older man.
The pair walked in silence to Strand Book store on 12th street where, combined, they spent a little over two hundred dollars in a little under two hours. They left the store with four shopping bags and hurried to find an empty alley to shrink their new purchases and place a weightless charm on them as well.
Looking at his watch, Harry sighed and turned to face Severus. "It's getting a tad late. Maybe we should skip brightening up your clothing for today."
"Let's go drop all these bags off and I'll take you out for that graduation dinner I owe you."
"Thank you, love. Just one more stop. Why don't you go back to the hotel and make a reservation at a restaurant and I'll be there in 45 minutes."
"Um. Okay. But what if I need to contact you? Won't muggles be suspicious if they see you talking into a mirror?"
"That's what this is for." Harry replied holding up Severus' mobile phone. "I'm the only one on your speed dial so just press 1 and then the green button."
"It seems simple enough. How does one answer a call on this thing?"
"When it rings, just press the green button. I'll see you later sweetheart."
"Any chance of you telling me what it is that you need to buy?"
"Nope. Ta!" He quickly kissed Severus and let the man find a cab on his own while he headed to The Pink Pussycat Boutique. But first, he would hit a jewellery store.
Severus arrived back at the Marriot twenty minute after Harry had gone off to wherever it was he was going. Ha walked over and dropped the tiny bags on the bed and resized them. Severus gaped at the amount the two of them bought in one day. All their packages nearly covered the bed and Harry was still out shopping. Quickly, he took a shower and spelled his hair dry. "We're not going to have any money left." He grumbled as he locked the door and went down to the concierge desk.
The lobby of the hotel was not crowded but not empty. People were seated on the couches and in the chairs, chatting with one another. People came and went dressed in everything from tuxedos and gowns to jeans and t-shirts. Severus gained quite a few glances from passers by. He didn't know if it was because of his appearance or some other reason that he was unaware of.
Behind the concierge desk, reading a magazine was a girl who looked like she was maybe in her mid twenties. Her brown, curly hair reminded him of Hermione Granger. He stood there for a moment before ringing the bell on the desk. "Oh, hi! I'm Kate, how can I help you?" Severus immediately thought she was far too energetic.
"Yes, well, I'm wondering if you could make a reservation at a restaurant for tonight, say, around 7.30-8.00."
"Okay, what restaurant?"
Shit. "I'm not sure, what would you recommend?"
"Well, what kind of occasion is it? Birthday, anniversary, business, et cetera." She asked, pulling out a listing of different eateries.
"I guess you could say graduation/engagement of sorts."
"And for how many?"
"Two."
She looked at him oddly. "And what kind of graduation?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?"
"Well I need to know the type of atmosphere you want."
'Big word for the girl.' Severus thought. "Something classy and fancy. Maybe romantic even." He cringed. "I guess you could say high school graduation."
"Your son or daughter?"
His eyes were wide. "No, not my son or daughter. My bloody fiancé."
"The girl you're engaged to, just graduated from high school?" Again with the weird look directed at the inky haired ex-professor.
He pushed a chunk of black hair behind his ear and willed himself not to get angry and start screaming at the stupid girl. All of a sudden he and Kate heard someone trip over by the escalator and turned to see who it was. Harry back from his shopping trip, had tripped over his shoelace and nearly fell flat on his face in the middle of the lobby. Severus groaned and brought the young girl's attention back to him. A tap on his shoulder made him forget what he was just about to ask the concierge. "Harry."
"Sevvie, I left my key upstairs in the room, can I borrow yours?"
Severus muttered something along the lines of 'irresponsible little brat' and handed over the plastic card. "Thanks, love." And Harry nearly ran to the lift.
"Your fiancé?" Kate asked, nodding towards Harry.
"Yes, now can you please just recommend a restaurant so I can go back to my room?"
"The Oak Room over at the Plaza is nice. Pricey, but nice."
"Fine, make a reservation for two around 8."
"What name should it be under?"
"Severus Snape."
"Okay, there. Nice name by the way."
Severus glared at her before turning and following Harry's path towards the lift.
The door was locked. 'Harry has the stupid key.' Patiently, he waited a while before banging on the door. "In a minute!" A disgruntled Harry screamed. Wrapped in nothing but a towel with his hair still sopping wet from a shower, Harry answered the door and nearly got jumped by an over eager Severus.
SLAM! Severus shut the door and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, slowly sliding the towel from the young man's waist as their lips connected and his tongue wove its way into Harry's welcoming mouth. His naked body was pulled tightly against the black shirt and jean clad figure before him. The front of Severus' shirt was soaking wet from the water still dripping down Harry's body.
"So what did you buy?" Severus asked breathlessly as he broke the kiss for some much needed oxygen.
"Something you'll like very much and some other things we'll both enjoy. Also, as soon as we find a place to live, I have an order that's waiting to be delivered. I think you'll enjoy it." His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and he leaned against Severus, his chin resting on the man's shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly about his waist. The scent of soap and shampoo comforted Harry and he snuggled closer to the warm body, his fingers twisting a few strands of shiny black hair.
"I think I'm warming up to that spike you have through your tongue."
Harry rolled his eyes and ran his tongue along the shell of Severus' ear. "Healing potion, darling?" He pulled back and held out his hand.
Severus opened a small case in the bathroom and took out a small vile. "Here." Harry gratefully took the vile and swallowed the nasty tasting concoction. "Get dressed before I throw you onto the bed and have my way with you. We have reservations at 8."
"Why are you so cold when we're in public?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. It's quite rare that you show any affection in public. Most of the time you call me Potter. You're sweet to me when no one is around but the minute people are present, you go all cold and practically unfriendly." Harry said while rummaging through his trunk and finally taking out a pair of navy blue and black plaid boxers and a pair of neat, creased, black trousers and a deep purple, silk shirt. Severus chuckled at the shirt Harry was putting on. "What?"
"Lucius has the same shirt. It looks much better on you though."
"Sure, thanks." He watched as Severus went through his own things to pull out a charcoal grey, button-down and a pair of obsidian cufflinks and a black blazer to match his nicely fitted trousers.
"I'm sorry you missed your graduation and can't celebrate with your friends." Severus cupped Harry's face in his hands and kissed him softly.
"I'm not. I'm here with you and that's all that really matters. I'll see them all again one day. I was the one who dragged you alone on this little….adventure, if you will. If anything, I should be sorry that I made you leave with me."
"I chose to leave with you. You didn't make me do anything. Come, let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"The Oak Room." He held open the door for Harry and wrapped an arm around his waist as they walked toward the lift. "Harry," He paused.
"Yes…" He turned to face the slightly taller man.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." He smiled sweetly and kissed his cheek.
The minute they reached the lobby, Severus' arm dropped to his side and he walked two paces in front of Harry. The young man huffed and sped up his pace to walk beside the man who had just told him he loved him.
The Oak Room was filled with patrons. Harry and Severus waited for a few moments until they were lead to their table. Harry was grinning like a child on Christmas as he looked around. They sat down and ordered drinks from the bar (Harry was loving his fake ID) and looked through the menu. Severus had set down his menu and had decided that he would order for the both of them since Harry was having a hard time deciding. "Are you and your son ready to order?" The waiter asked, eyeing them both.
"He is NOT my son." Severus said through gritted teeth.
"Terribly sorry, sir. I just assumed tha—"
"Yes, you assumed."
"May I take your order?"
"We'll have the chateau briand for two."
When they got back to the hotel, Severus threw his blazer onto a chair and let his hair down from the tight ponytail it had been in. In the corner by the bed, he spied a brown paper bag with no indication of what store it was from. His curiosity piqued, Severus walked over and attempted to peek inside.
"Uh-uh. Who said you could go snooping through my bags?" Harry waved his finger at him the way Molly Weasley did with Harry. He picked up the bag and swung it back and forth in his hand then plopped on the bed next to his lover.
"Do I even want to know what might be in there?" He asked wearily.
"Even if you did ask, I probably wouldn't tell you."
"I'm going to go watch the, um, television." Severus left the bedroom and stretched himself out on the couch in the reception area.
As soon as he was out of the room, Harry opened the bag and laid out his purchases on the bedside table. He placed a few candles strategically around the room and got to work with the Make Your Own Dildo Kit he had purchased. He undressed and folded his clothing neatly and placed them off to the side and slipped on the long silk robe he had hid in the room while Severus had been making reservations downstairs. Giving the room a once over to make sure everything was in place, Harry opened the door to the reception area.
The second Harry had closed the bedroom door, Severus had phoned room service, instructing them to send up a bottle of their finest red wine. The piano near the window called to him. He hadn't played in years and wondered if he still remembered anything. There was a knock at the door and Severus quickly answered it, not wanting Harry to find out what he had planned. Severus carefully poured the deep red liquor into the two, empty, crystal wine glasses on the piano. Four candles were lit; two on the piano and two on the coffee table. He sat down at the piano and let his fingers trail over the smooth keys. Hesitantly, he began to play and the bedroom door opened.
He took out his wand and charmed the piano to continue playing while he got up and took Harry by the hand. Harry was pleasantly surprised and followed his boyfriend to the piano. "Sev, I want to spend forever with you. Will you be my bond mate?"
Harry's words caught him off guard and for once, Severus Snape was speechless. "Of course! I was going to ask you if you would be my bond mate tonight, also."
"I also want to legally take on your last name."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Severus pulled the slender man close and kissed him for all he was worth. "You have made me so happy." Harry's only response was a soft kiss on the lips laced with the flavour of red wine. After his first glass of wine, Harry's face was slightly flushed as he took Severus' hand and lead him in a slow dance. "How much did you spend after you left me, today?"
"About $250 and change."
"What the hell did you buy?"
"You'll see." The twinkle in Harry's eye reminded him of Dumbledore when the meddling old man had something up his sleeve. "Dinner was lovely, by the way. I'm sorry the waiter thought I was your son."
"That's another thing, Harry. Are you sure you want to be tied down to someone who could be your father? I mean, you shouldn't be stuck with an old man like me."
"Would you just shut up with all this 'old man' business? You are definitely not old. And, I'm willing to bet that someone younger can't do the things we do. Now, would you care to see what I bought today?"
"Of course but I'm a bit worried about how you spent your money."
"You'll like them, I promise."
"I'd better." He turned Harry around in his arms and pulled the teen flush against his body. His hands worked adroitly to untie the tight knot in the sash of the robe; his mouth latched onto Harry's neck, gently sucking and nibbling where shoulder met neck. Harry breath caught in his throat when Severus pressed his throbbing erecting along the cleft of his ass.
A whispered 'finite incitatum' and they moved into the bedroom, taking the wine with them. Spread out on both bedside tables was a candle and Harry's purchases. Upon closer inspection, Severus saw what it was that Harry had bought. The one thing that caught his eye was a small, black, velvet box by their pillows. "Harry, what's that?" He pointed to the box and Harry picked it up.
"On my way back, I stopped at this antique store and saw it in the case. It was perfect so I bought it for you." He opened the box and inside was a white gold eternity ring of a snake biting its tail. The scales had been etched by hand with tiny emerald chips for eyes. Lifting the ring from the box, Harry slipped the ring on Severus' left ring finger. He smiled and fiddled with his own ring.
"I love you."
"Love you..too." Harry breathed, his eyes drooping as he cuddled up against the man he loved more than life itself. Severus reached up to turn off the lamp on the bedside table then gathered the sleeping Harry in his arms and fell asleep himself.