A/N: HUZAH!!!  This chapter is finally done!  I'm sure you are all happy about that and to me it's kind of a relief and burden all in one.  Relief that this chapter is done and I can move on but burden because now I have to recover in my memory thoughts about what's to happen next because I still want a few more chaps before the end because always know how things are to end, I just have to figure out how to get there…Okay well I don't always know how my stuff is gonna end cause sometimes I change things, but this one I have a definite ending to that I've had in my brain from the day I started the fic.  Also thank you all so much for all the great kind reviews and I'm sorry I couldn't meet the demands to continue faster, but someone once told me that waiting for the next chap of a fan fic can be a pain, but the biggest pain a fan fic writer can put their readers in is if they completely abandon the fic, and I refuse to do such to any fic I write, but enough of me babbling .  On with the story!

Randomness of the Moraco: So many things that need to be done.  So many things I would like to do or get done.  So many things that I wonder if they'll ever be done.

~
The Young and the Hopeless
~
Chapter 5
Over The Sky
~

            Harry made his way to the astronomy tower where he found Sev.  'Sev, what are you doing all the way up here?' he asked as he entered the room.

            'You must remember, Harry, my name is Simon.'

            'There's nobody else around.  It feels strange calling you by a name I know isn't your actual one,' Harry said.

            Sev snorted.  'Well, to be technical, Sev isn't exactly my name either.'

            'I know, it's Severus, but when I found you, you said your name was Sev,' Harry explained.

            'Actually I was trying to say my name was Severus, but you were overly exuberant that morning and cut me off before I got out the "erus" part of my name.'

            'Sorry.'  Harry went to sit in the widow sill next to Sev, who seemed to be trying to read his book.  'So, what are you reading?'

            'Nothing of your concern,' he answered.

            Harry leaned over and Sev tried to turn away so Harry couldn't see the book.  Harry reached around and grabbed the book out of Sev's hands getting up from where he'd been sitting on the window sill. 

            'Give it back!' Sev protested as he tried to get the book back from Harry who managed to be dodging Sev's grabs.

            'What is this?  Star-crossed At Midnight?'  Harry chuckled.  'Of all the people to read romance novels, I never expected you to be one.'

            Sev snatched the book from Harry's hands.  'Well I am, okay!?  And I'd appreciate if you wouldn't say anything to anyone about it.'

            'Don't worry, Sev, I wouldn't tell a soul.'  Harry put his hand on Sev's shoulder and tilted his head to look into Sev's eyes under the other man's nodded head.

            Sev looked up and into Harry's eyes.  'Do you promise?'

            Harry keeping complete eye contact replied, 'Yes, I promise.'

            'You're a very honest trustworthy person aren't you?'

            Harry blushed slightly.  'What makes you say that?'

            'You looked me in the eye to make a promise.  I can tell if one is telling the truth or lying when looking into their eyes.'

            Harry smiled and chuckled.  'Remind me to never lie to you.  Though I shouldn't have any reasons to.'

            'I should hope not,' Sev replied.  He has such beautiful eyes.  I trust those eyes.  I trust him.  Dear, do his barely pouted lips look tempting.  Normally I should be asking myself why I'm thinking such a thing about another man, much less another man from another time, even more much less a man that is the son of one of the men I hate most in my life.  I don't care why or what I'm thinking anymore.  He's perfect, all the way down to that scar on his forehead.  Sev leaned down, closing his eyes, as his lips met those of the man looking up at him.

            The warm caress of another pair of lips shocked Harry at first.  OMG, what do I do?  I know somewhere this has to be wrong.  I mean this man is going to grow into my slimy git potions professor.  But…But, this feels too right. Well, he's not professor Snape yet, he's still Sev.  My age, rather attractive, nice bummed Sev.  Harry closed his eyes and leaned in to deepen the kiss.  He wrapped his arms around Sev; the left wrapped around his neck, the right wound up in Sev's raven hair.

            Sev proceeded to wrap his arms around Harry's waist.

            They continued kissing until both of them were in dire need of breath. 

            'Wow,' Harry whispered.

            Sev quickly jerked away.  'I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me.'

            'Oh, um….well, did… did you mean … I mean, is there…um…anything behind it?' Harry managed to babble out.

            'I need to go,' Severus said.  Severus picked his book up from the ground where he'd dropped it when he'd swept Harry into his arms, and left the room.

            I'm not overly sure where that came from, but if he ever does it again I'm not going to complain Harry thought.

~

            How could I be so stupid?! Thought the young and troubled Severus who'd sought refuge in a secret chamber behind a painting near the bottom of the astronomy tower. What was I even thinking?!  I know he's attractive, but I hardly even know him, beyond the fact that he's James Potter's son, and a very nice person.
            But he did kiss me back, didn't he?  He can't be the one my older self talked of could he?  I don't know, I can't really say I love him, especially since I don't know him that well.  Maybe I should try to get to know him better.  Yes that's a good idea.  For starters maybe I should go back to Gryffindor tower. 

Sev stood up and headed for Gryffindor tower.  He was determined to find out more about Harry, and on his way to the tower he would conceive a way to do such.

~

            On the way back to Gryffindor tower Sev lost what guts he thought he had to speak with Harry.  He snuck into the 7th year dormitories while everyone was down in the Great Hall eating.  He retrieved a potions book he'd been reading from his trunk and drew the curtains all around his four poster bed, so that when the others came in they'd think he was sleeping or did not want to be disturbed.

            Sev had fallen asleep reading his book when Harry and the others all finally came in to go to bed.  Harry looked over at Sev's bed with the curtains drawn up all around.  Harry lay looking at Sev's bed until he realized all his other fellow dorm mates were asleep.  Their status confirmed by their snores.  I can't sleep Harry thought to himself.  I just can't sleep without seeing him to make sure he's okay.  What if he's really upset and me kissing him back made it worse.  What if he's cried himself to sleep or something?  Harry kept fighting with his thoughts until he finally got out of bed and crept over to Sev's bed.

            'Simon,' he whispered.  He used the code name just in case someone wasn't fully asleep like he thought they were.  When he didn't get an answer he pulled back the curtains to peek inside.  There Sev sat fast asleep still in the clothes he'd worn for the day with his wand in his right hand and his left hand sprawled over a book that was open sitting atop his chest.  Harry smiled relieved to see that nothing appeared to be wrong with Sev.  He gently removed the book, making sure to keep it open to the page he'd been on and then took the wand from the other boy's hand placing it in the book like a bookmark, and then sat it on the bedside table.  He managed to tuck Sev in under the covers without waking him.

            'Sleep well, Sev,' Harry whispered in his ear.  He then placed a kiss on his forehead and then pulled the curtains back to, hiding Sev from the outside world of the bed, and retired to his own bed, feeling more like he would be able to actually go to sleep.

~

            The next morning Sev woke up to an empty dormitory.  He realized that he was still wearing his clothes from the previous day but actually tucked into bed.  Who did this?  Where is my book and wand? He  pushed the bed curtains aside to find his belongings on the bed side table.  He started to think.  Okay, I feel asleep reading, that's the last thing I remember.  That and a dream about Harry telling me to sleep well and kissing more on the forehead, but…  No.  That' couldn't have possibly been real.  Or could it?  That would explain my things ending up out of my grasp and me actually being under the sheets despite the fact that I never changed to actually go to bed.  I'll have to ask him about that sometime later.  I'm sure he's run off to Hogsmeade today.  Maybe I'll try to talk to him again later this evening. 

            Sev got out of bed and dressed for the day.  It being a weekend he wore a set of robes that were rather for leisure.  The set consisted of a pair of black trousers and a long sleeved top that was mainly black and had white pieces on the shoulders and around the bottom to break the ever ending monotonous colour. He gathered his school things and went down to the library to work on some homework that was due following week.

            He was having a discussion with Madame Pince about what books he would be able to check out of the library for some reading and what he could not when he noticed Harry walk by through the doorway to the library.  He finished his chat with Madame Pince and prayed that Harry had gone back to Gryffindor tower since that is where he decided to head.

~

            Sev, or Simon now, entered Gryffindor tower in search of the boy who lived.  He didn't see him in the common room and presumed he was probably in the dormitory.  He walked up the stair case and entered the 7th year boys dormitory.  Harry was there and the Neville and Seamus were there as well.  He ignored the other two boys and walked up to Harry's four poster bed where he as sitting stretched out on his stomach, facing the complete opposite way of the door, writing in a book.  Sev walked up and leaned on the right post at the foot of the bed.  'Excuse me, Harry.'

            Harry turned away from his the book he was writing in, his journal, to look at Sev.  'Yes, Simon?'

            'C-could I talk to you?'

            'Sure, what about?'

            'Um, some things I'd prefer not saying around other people.' He darted his eyes toward Seamus and Neville.

            Harry caught on.  'Hey Seamus, Neville, do you guys think there's anyway you can take what you're doing down to the common room for a few minutes?'

            'This is our dormitory too, Harry, and frankly I'm rather comfortable at the moment,' Seamus replied.

            'So, why didn't you two go to Hogsmeade this weekend?' Harry asked.

            'There's nothing new to look at,' Seamus answered.  'What about you Neville?'

            'Oh, Gran hasn't sent me any allowance, so it's not like I'd be able to buy anything if I went and that's the best part.'

            Harry sighed.

            'Maybe a walk on the grounds,' Sev suggested.

            Harry smiled.  'I think I could use a good walk.'  He looked out the window.  'Though it does still look as though it's going to rain. 

            'You can always take your cloak and if it starts raining run back to the castle.'

            'Okay.'  Harry put his journal away in the top drawer of his bed side table and put on his shoes.  He then dug his cloak out of his trunk.  He noticed that Sev didn't care to grab a cloak for himself.  Once Harry was ready they left Gryffindor tower heading for the front entrance to the castle.

~

            'So, Sev, if I may call you that again?' 

            Sev nodded to Harry seeing as there was no one else running around out on the school grounds.

            'What did you want to talk about?'

            'Um, the- the kiss.  I'm still really sorry about that.  I hadn't really intended that to happen,' Sev told him.

            'It's alright.  Nothing to worry about, don't get your knickers all in a bunch about it,' Harry told him.

            'B-but I hardly even know you.  It just seems a bit wrong to me to kiss someone like that and I still don't know why I did it.'

            'Do you want to know me?'

            'Yes.  I don't want you to be one of my infatuations.  I at least want to try to be friends or something.'

            'I'd think we're a little past friendship,' Harry replied.  'If you'd like to get to know me though, I'd like to get to know you as well.'       

            Sev smiled at Harry.  'Shall we start getting to know each other better then?'

            Harry nodded.  'Sure.  But please understand if I say there's something I can't tell you don't press the matter because it's probably something sequential to history that you can't know.'

            'Agreed,' Sev replied.

            They found a nice place to sit by the edge of the lake where they both leaned up against a large tree root and stared out at the lake.  They exchanged birth days and talked a bit about their family and friends.  Harry only had to watch about letting any information sequential to the future a few times like about the fact that his parents and others are dead now and things of that sort.  They actually talked until it was nearly nightfall.  They ended up much closer together than they started.  Sev's arm was now around Harry's shoulders, with Harry's head on his shoulder and his own head leaning on top of Harry's. 

            'It's starting to get late,' Harry said.

            'Yes, it is.'

            'Maybe we should go back.'

            'Do we have to?'

            'Probably best before someone starts looking for us,' Harry suggested.

            Harry suddenly felt something wet drip onto his nose.  And then something else onto his hand.  He looked out on the lake to see rain drops beginning to fall, their pace becoming even more rapid.  'Sev, it's starting to rain.  I think we should head back now.

            'I suppose so,' he replied, getting up slowly. 

            Harry shot up off the ground and reached to grab his cloak that they'd been using to sit on to find that Sev had already grabbed it and slung it over his arm.  'I'd like my cloak if you don't mind?  Catching a cold isn't exactly my idea of fun,' Harry said.

            Sev smiled.  'No.'

            'Excuse me.'

            'I said no,' Sev replied.  'If you want your cloak back you'll have to come get it.' Sev smiled and made a run for it. 

            Harry chased after him.  They were heading somewhat towards the castle but not in a direct path.  More like Sev running from Harry in zig zagged lines getting somewhat closer to the castle every few minutes. 

            'Sev, give it back!  I'm  already soaked as it is!'

            'Good!' Sev yelled back.  He continued running but ran across a small patch of mud and slipped, falling to the ground.

            Harry ran over and swooped down over the top of him 'Ha! Now give it back!'

            'Never!' Sev yelled still clutching onto Harry's cloak.

            They both stared at each other, both panting from lack of breath.  Harry leaned down and kissed Sev, who returned and coerced the kiss to a full on lip lock.  Once they were out of breath, already having a bit of limited breath from all the running they broke apart. 

            'Can we go inside now?' Harry asked.

            'Sure,' Sev said smiling.

            Harry got up from the ground and then helped Sev up and they made a run the rest of the way to the castle.

~

            After they'd gotten to the castle they ran immediately up to Gryffindor Tower.  No one was in sight because it was dinner time and everybody was down in the Great Hall eating or off somewhere studying.  Harry and Sev mad their way through the common room and up to their dormitory entirely unnoticed. 

            'I must say Harry,' Sev said, 'You absolutely radiate the word sexy when you're soaking wet.'

            Harry chuckled and lightly blushed.  'No one's ever told me that one before.  Though the only time I'm ever really soaked is right after I take a bath or shower.'

            'I'm sure you're even more ravishing, soaking wet without your clothes on,' Sev blurted out. Shit!  Did I just say that out loud?!  I meant to only think it.  I must sound like such a pervert and like I'm inching to actually do something  with him.

            'Well, I suppose you'll find out soon enough,' Harry said. 

            'What?'

            Harry went over to his trunk and began to pull out his pyjamas.  'Well, I'm going to have to get out of these soaked clothes if I don't want to get sick.  You really should do the same.'

            Sev nodded and went to his own trunk to pull his pyjamas out as well.  He took off his cape he's been wearing as Harry took off his sweater. Sev kept telling himself not to watch Harry change, but was still confused if Harry wanted him to look or not from his comment. No, I shouldn't be doing this.  It's wrong to watch people change, even if they do insinuate wanting you to watch.  He may have been joking and if he was and I look I'll look like a complete pervert.  He turned away from Harry and looked down at his pyjamas on his bed as he started to unbutton his top, when a pair of hands reached around him, and unbutton it for him.  Sev, turned his head to see Harry behind him.

            'I thought you were curious about what I looked like soaking wet without my clothes on,' Harry said.

            'Well, I .. uh.. That is to say I-'

            'I'd be a bit interested about how you look wet without clothes myself.  I believe you look far sexier soaked than I ever will,' Harry whispered in his ear.

            This sent shivers down Sev's spine.  He turned to face Harry.

            'How about we help each other out of these wet clothes,' Harry said.  He reached and continued to unfasten the buttons on Sev's top.  When he finished with the last button he pushed the top over Sev's shoulders and touched the pale skin of the other boy's lean chest. 

            Harry then shoved his head into the chest which caught Sev completely off guard.  He was about to ask what Harry was doing when he heard him begin to chuckle.  'What's so funny?'

            'I win,' Harry said.

            'Win what?'

            'Oh.  For years all the Gryffindors have always bet that Severus Snape had no actual heart.  That he was some kind of magical machine programmed only to insult everyone but Slytherins,' Harry explained.

            'A right snark bastard of a machine,' Sev commented.

            'Yah,' Harry said without thinking.  He then saw the pained look in Sev's face and then gasped.  'You're not him, you know that.'

            'Yes I am,' Sev said.  He walked a bit away from Harry and continued changing.  'We're both one in the same.  I am him, just not yet.'

            'Then you can still change,' Harry said.

            'NO!  I can't.  If I do, or make decisions that the me of now did not then I could ruin the entire balance of history as you know it.  Do you know what kind of pressure that puts on me?!  Do you know how much I've realized only within the last couple of days that I don't want to end up that slimy git you and your friends talk and complain about every day?!'

            Harry looked to the floor as he pulled off his shirt and pants.  He hadn't thought about it.  He'd nearly forgotten that eventually this Sev, the one he'd come to know and care more for would have to go back to the past someday so that he would become the Snape he knew now and hated with a passion as equally as he was hated by the man. 'I'm sorry,' was all Harry could manage to say.  'But you do realize I said I won because I was the only Gryffinodor that said I believed that somewhere, even if it was deep inside that you did have a heart.'

            Sev turned around, after putting on his pyjama bottoms, to face Harry.  He walked up to him and looked slightly down to meet the other boy's eyes.  'Are you saying you believe the heart that exists within me now still exists in the other me?'

            'Somewhere,' Harry replied.  'Just pained… clouded… hidden.'

            Sev pulled Harry to him and captured the shorter boy's lips.

~

A/N: OMG!  This chap is finally done.  So long did it take to write it.  I got kinda stuck at a few parts too and I must say it's hard as hell to actually describe that set of Sev's casual type robes.  I'm definitely gonna have to draw a picture.  Most definitely.  Anyways though now that you've finished feel free to drop me some reviews.  Just don't ask for longer chapters.  This will probably end up being the longest one, but we never know.  I'm just not well known for having extensively long chapters and this one is a rare one, but I think it's because I wanted so much to happen.  I really hope I haven't rushed them along too quickly.