L'Enfant Préoccupé Chapter Thirteen - Welcome back, Harry
By RoseRed
**Hi!!!! The next chapter will definitely contain slash!!!! Thanks to my wonderful slash writer! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I can't wait to hear what you think of the next. By the way.the more reviews I get for this chapter, the faster I'll put out the already written slash! Thanks!!!!**
Harry was released from the hospital wing a few days later. All of his visible injuries were healed, though he was still quite weak. He often depended on Ron and Hermione to support during the first few days. When Harry first went through the portrait hole to Gryffindor tower, he was greeted by a massive 'Welcome back, Harry,' party. While he thanked everyone graciously, and stayed for an hour or so, he managed get away by saying he needed to rest. Soon, the party died down, and the whole of Gryffindor made there way to their beds.
Harry saw Ron enter the bedroom, and thinking Harry was asleep he stood in the doorway and smiled to himself. Slowly, he made his way to his own bed and quickly fell asleep. When Harry thought it was safe for him to sneak away, he quietly got up and retrieved his invisibility cloak. Slipping soundlessly down the stairs and out of the common room, Harry made his way down to the dungeons.
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Severus had returned to his rooms when Albus had arrived to see Harry, and had not visited Harry since. He knew of Harry's release, but had not seen him yet. Severus had been eating meals alone, and didn't have potions with Harry for two more days. Severus, though he tried hard to stop, often found his thoughts drifting towards Harry. If anyone had told him a year ago that he would be having inappropriate thoughts about the son of his school-age enemy, he would have cursed them into a hospital bed. Alas, that was where he found himself when he was reading a book, trying to do a potion, eating or even when he tried to fall asleep. He knew it was pointless and knew there wasn't anything he could do about it. He knew that Harry would never feel the same way about him.
When Severus was finally drifting off, to thoughts of Harry, he heard a knock on one of the large doors of his classroom. Thinking it was Albus, he didn't bother to cover his pajamas, and went to open the door. Ready to tell off the old man, he opened the door with his picture-perfect sneer. When he realized who it was, the smirk quickly left his usually emotionless face.
"Professor Snape," Harry said calmly, "we need to talk."
"Yes, fine. Enter. I'm going to dress." Severus turned and left at a quick pace for his bedroom. Harry made his way into Severus' quarters and sat down in one of the over-stuffed chairs. "Making yourself comfortable, I see." Severus said, making Harry jump.
"Yes, er, sorry." Harry said while standing up. "I'm sorry to come this late, but I think we both know that there are a few things we need to discuss."
"And you found it important enough that it couldn't wait until morning?"
"Yes. I didn't want to have to answer the questions that would have resulted from me willingly wanting to chat with my potions professor!"
"Calm yourself." Severus said suavely.
"Can we please just sit down and have a conversation like normal people?"
"If you wish." Severus said, motioning to the chair Harry have just vacated. Harry held back a sigh.
Neither man spoke, instead they both sat and stared at the other, daring the other to speak first. Finally, Harry broke the silence, "Professor, is there anything going on between us?"
"This is hardly a suitable question for you to be asking me this late, much less at all."
"I know, so can you please just answer?"
"Potter, you're trying my patience."
"Come off it! You can't pretend like I don't see you when you look at me. You can't expect me to believe that you feel nothing for me when I know you gave up your free time to sit and stare at me while I was unconscious!"
"You don't think that I could have had ulterior motives for what I did?"
"Such as?"
"For one, I gave up my position as a spy to save you. Two, I was only there in case Poppy needed me to make a potion that had to be made quickly."
"It would have taken you longer to rush down to your lab from the hospital wing then to just have had her tell you what she needed while you were in your rooms!"
"Poppy has a reasonable lab set up in the hospital wing."
"Yours is better."
"You're incorrigible."
"I get it from my father." Harry said while standing up to look Severus in the eye, challenging him to say more.
Severus stood and the two men begin a fierce stare down. One strong- willed person facing another. Two people whose pasts have not been filled with love and happiness. Two people that have more in common then they'll ever know.
Finally, Severus reached a hand behind Harry's head and pulled the boy towards him, pausing when there noses were almost touching. Closing the gap slowly, Severus connected their mouths. The kiss was lingering, slow and sweet. Neither man wanted it to stop, but Harry finally had to stop for air. When Severus looked down at Harry he didn't see the trembling boy he expected to find, instead he found a man whose green eyes were burning with lust. He saw a person that wanted everything that was about to happen. Inside, perhaps, Harry was nervous, but he knew he wanted it.
Severus stood behind Harry and tentatively lay his hands on the boy's thin shoulders, massaging them.
By RoseRed
**Hi!!!! The next chapter will definitely contain slash!!!! Thanks to my wonderful slash writer! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I can't wait to hear what you think of the next. By the way.the more reviews I get for this chapter, the faster I'll put out the already written slash! Thanks!!!!**
Harry was released from the hospital wing a few days later. All of his visible injuries were healed, though he was still quite weak. He often depended on Ron and Hermione to support during the first few days. When Harry first went through the portrait hole to Gryffindor tower, he was greeted by a massive 'Welcome back, Harry,' party. While he thanked everyone graciously, and stayed for an hour or so, he managed get away by saying he needed to rest. Soon, the party died down, and the whole of Gryffindor made there way to their beds.
Harry saw Ron enter the bedroom, and thinking Harry was asleep he stood in the doorway and smiled to himself. Slowly, he made his way to his own bed and quickly fell asleep. When Harry thought it was safe for him to sneak away, he quietly got up and retrieved his invisibility cloak. Slipping soundlessly down the stairs and out of the common room, Harry made his way down to the dungeons.
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Severus had returned to his rooms when Albus had arrived to see Harry, and had not visited Harry since. He knew of Harry's release, but had not seen him yet. Severus had been eating meals alone, and didn't have potions with Harry for two more days. Severus, though he tried hard to stop, often found his thoughts drifting towards Harry. If anyone had told him a year ago that he would be having inappropriate thoughts about the son of his school-age enemy, he would have cursed them into a hospital bed. Alas, that was where he found himself when he was reading a book, trying to do a potion, eating or even when he tried to fall asleep. He knew it was pointless and knew there wasn't anything he could do about it. He knew that Harry would never feel the same way about him.
When Severus was finally drifting off, to thoughts of Harry, he heard a knock on one of the large doors of his classroom. Thinking it was Albus, he didn't bother to cover his pajamas, and went to open the door. Ready to tell off the old man, he opened the door with his picture-perfect sneer. When he realized who it was, the smirk quickly left his usually emotionless face.
"Professor Snape," Harry said calmly, "we need to talk."
"Yes, fine. Enter. I'm going to dress." Severus turned and left at a quick pace for his bedroom. Harry made his way into Severus' quarters and sat down in one of the over-stuffed chairs. "Making yourself comfortable, I see." Severus said, making Harry jump.
"Yes, er, sorry." Harry said while standing up. "I'm sorry to come this late, but I think we both know that there are a few things we need to discuss."
"And you found it important enough that it couldn't wait until morning?"
"Yes. I didn't want to have to answer the questions that would have resulted from me willingly wanting to chat with my potions professor!"
"Calm yourself." Severus said suavely.
"Can we please just sit down and have a conversation like normal people?"
"If you wish." Severus said, motioning to the chair Harry have just vacated. Harry held back a sigh.
Neither man spoke, instead they both sat and stared at the other, daring the other to speak first. Finally, Harry broke the silence, "Professor, is there anything going on between us?"
"This is hardly a suitable question for you to be asking me this late, much less at all."
"I know, so can you please just answer?"
"Potter, you're trying my patience."
"Come off it! You can't pretend like I don't see you when you look at me. You can't expect me to believe that you feel nothing for me when I know you gave up your free time to sit and stare at me while I was unconscious!"
"You don't think that I could have had ulterior motives for what I did?"
"Such as?"
"For one, I gave up my position as a spy to save you. Two, I was only there in case Poppy needed me to make a potion that had to be made quickly."
"It would have taken you longer to rush down to your lab from the hospital wing then to just have had her tell you what she needed while you were in your rooms!"
"Poppy has a reasonable lab set up in the hospital wing."
"Yours is better."
"You're incorrigible."
"I get it from my father." Harry said while standing up to look Severus in the eye, challenging him to say more.
Severus stood and the two men begin a fierce stare down. One strong- willed person facing another. Two people whose pasts have not been filled with love and happiness. Two people that have more in common then they'll ever know.
Finally, Severus reached a hand behind Harry's head and pulled the boy towards him, pausing when there noses were almost touching. Closing the gap slowly, Severus connected their mouths. The kiss was lingering, slow and sweet. Neither man wanted it to stop, but Harry finally had to stop for air. When Severus looked down at Harry he didn't see the trembling boy he expected to find, instead he found a man whose green eyes were burning with lust. He saw a person that wanted everything that was about to happen. Inside, perhaps, Harry was nervous, but he knew he wanted it.
Severus stood behind Harry and tentatively lay his hands on the boy's thin shoulders, massaging them.