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Warnings: Slash. Het. Ummm... nothing bad in this chapter.

A/N Okay sorry guys that this update has been soooo long in coming. My partner is having some family issues and the next chapter mite take her a while. But do not despair we are continuing this till the finish. Thank you, and remember to review.

The Threat of Time

Chapter 11

Present time. Severus

Severus Snape paced his office floor. Who ever said the patients was a virtue obviously needed to be check into St. Mungos. Snarling he pointed his wand to his left, destroying many potion bottles. What the hell was he going to do? He knew what his younger self had done. All of what he did. There was no way he could face Har... Potter again, or for that matter there was no way he would be able to stand the smiling face of Albus. That man would think it all incredibly funny. Him and Harry Bloody Potter bond together because of a randy teenager. What a laugh.

Looking into the mirror above the sink he let of a sigh of frustration. He was not the young man that Potter and his gang had tormented all those years ago. His eyes held no warmth, no life. His hair still pitch black hung in a greasy mass about his chin, not that it had been grease free when he had been younger but it had gotten worse with age. He was not the same man.

"Why the hell did I have to do that?!" he screamed in outrage at his mirror image. Severus Snape fell to the floor his body curling around itself. His head between his raised knees he wondered what had possessed him to ask Har... Potter to do that?

Past. Severus Snape.

He had never thought Harry would go for it. Everyone knew that the spell he had cast on the other boy was used only by married couples. The fact was he had no idea why he had even suggested it. It just felt right somehow. He knew that Harry would be angry with him once he knew exactly what the spell did... but Severus was not worried.

His father had once told him that when he found the person he would be spend the rest of his life with he would know. He remembered at the time scoffing and telling his father that he was not some Bloody girl all hyped up by romance and the like. His father had only smiled in that annoyingly smug way of his and told him that he would know what to do when it happened, that all Snape's knew. That had been the summer before his fifth year.

Now in his seventh year he finally knew what his father had meant. Scowling he turned the page in his potions book. This was not supposed to happen; he was a bloody guy he was not supposed to feel this way. He was not supposed to be stuck in tow bit Muggle romance novel.

"Snape." Lifting his head slightly in acknowledgment to what he assumed was a Slytherin; he turned his thoughts back to his potions book.

"Snape, I want to speak with you." He looked up and was surprised to see Remus Lupin smiling coldly down at him.

"What do you want?" he asked not bothering to conceal the anger in his voice he continued. "How did you get in here?" Severus was seated by the fire place in the Slytherin common room. Lupin smirked slightly.

"I have my ways, but that is not what this is about." He looked deep into the black eyes of the other boy, his own golden eyes shining with some predatory emotion. Severus looked on thoughtfully, he had never seen the man in front of him act this was before.

"What?" he asked his voice suggestion at his anger.

"You are..." he faltered slightly, his face screwed up in thoughts, nodding his head he continued on. "You need to stay away from Shaffer." Severus was surprised but he did not show that to the werewolf.

"Why? He is Slytherin after all." Why would Lupin not want him around Harry?

"I have my reasons." Lupin leaned in close to Severus, he seemed to pause then he rushed out of the room. Severus stared after him, even more confused then before. Had Remus Lupin just sniffed him?

Past. Draco and Ginny.

This was great, just great stuck with an angry and fuming Weasley and no way out of it. Draco bit back a smile as he watches Ginny unsuccessfully try to wipe away a smug of ash off her face. Stop it! Why are you thinking about her? Why are you thinking about smiling? Draco shook his head violently, trying to get the thoughts out of his head. He did not need this.

"Stop that!" Ginny barked at him, her red hair falling about her face. She really was beautiful... Arghh... stop it! He commanded himself. he looked up and down her body with a leer. She blushed a bright red and lowered her eyes.

"Stop what, Red?" he voice was low and husky. Draco sneered when he was her shudder slightly.

"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Shaffer you may leave now." The professor that had given them the detention frowned at them, hey eyes boring holes into Draco's head.

"Best you go to your dorms." She said before stalking out of the room. Ginny stood, rubbing away ash from her pants; their detention had been to clean the fire places in the professor's class. There were four total.

"Come one, lets go. I'm tired." Slowly she started to walk toward the door, telling herself that she was not waiting for Draco to walk with her. She gave a small sigh of relief when she felt him walked next to her.

"So."

"So." Draco mocked lightly. Ginny blushed and looked away.

"About that kiss, Weasley, it was nothing. That thing that happened the other day, it was nothing. Just... hormones' acting up is all." Ginny looked at him her large brown eyes glowing with an unknown emotion.

"Draco? Do you know anything about what was hitting us the other day?" Startled by the change of subject Draco said nothing, his silver eyes watching her move beside him.

"Draco?" Merlin she had great lips! All red and with enough pout to make them look as if she had just finished a lengthy snoging session. Feeling the same thing that he had the other day he looked away, hoping that he could stamp out the warm feeling fluttering about his chest. He did not need to feel this way about a Weasley. Smiling at her he turned the corner. Why did I just smile at her? he asked himself as he left her standing at the corner. He needed to find Potter, the two of them had to speak on a few important matters.

Ginny, Past.

Merlin he is sexy! Ginny was instantly outraged by her thoughts. So what if he had been acting nicer? He was still a Bloody Malfoy and a Bastard at that. Even though she tried to think otherwise, she knew that she was starting to like the guy. When he had said that their kiss and the moment that they had shared were nothing, she had felt a tightening in her stomach and she felt tears try to push there way out of her eyes.

But then he had to go and smile at her like that! Prat! Did he know that she felt a fluttering in her chest and belly when ever he did that? Did he know that when he smiled at her like that she felt an almost irresistible urge to jump on him and kiss him till her face turned blue?

"Draco?!" he continued to walk. Resigning herself to solving the mystery alone she walked toward the library.

Harry. Past.

Harry sat in the Great Hall, alone, waiting for someone to show up. Who he did not know, part of him was waiting for Ginny she was a good friend after all and a fellow Gryffindor. He smirked, at home at least. He even had something that he wanted to speak with Draco about, that piece of information would have surprised the hell out of Ron and Hermione. Thinking of his friends he lower he head to the table, waiting on one last person... Severus Snape.

There was no use denying it, he felt something for the younger version of his Potions Professor. Something about the other boy drew him in. Harry shock his head he should be trying to make friends with the Marauders, at the very least his mother. But no he had to sit here pinning away for a man that he always knew to hate him dearly and completely.

"Pot... Shaffer." Harry lifted his head, Stormy silver eyes glared down at him.

"Malfoy." Draco continued to stare at him.

"What?" he finally asked when he could not stand to be under the intense eyes. Draco smirked.

"I wondered if you would like to take a walk." Harry sat still, moving nothing and showing no emotion on his face.

"Why?" he asked, his voice reviling his suspicions. Draco shrugged, or what could be considered a shrug, his left shoulder twitched slightly.

"The two of us have some things to discus." He seemed to not think that what he was asking was strange.

"You know who I am right?" Draco glared at him. "Harry Potter? The-Boy-Who-Lived? Your school enemy?" Harry shook his head, dismissing the blonde from his mind he placed his head back on the table, forgetting that a few moments ago he had wanted to speak with him.

"Harry." Draco said it sharply, drawing the attention of the Slytherins around them. They glared at who they thought was an enemy to the Slytherin house, but did nothing.

"Go away Malfoy." Harry mumbled from the table top. Harry felt Draco's anger but he did not move or lift his head. When he was sure that Draco was gone he also stood, stretching his body as he went. He really had sat for far too long.

Walking through the Great Hall, he felt eyes watching him, making a quick survey he found that one Remus Lupin stared furiously at him. Harry smirked, not knowing why the younger version of his mentor was so angry. Remus stood up, obviously wanting to fight Harry, but before he could reach Harry, Lily Evens caught up with him, her bright green eyes glances at Harry with worry.

Harry not really caring to find out why Remus was angry walked out of the hall toward the Slytherin common rooms.

Before he could say the password to let him in Severus walked out. Surprise showed briefly on his face before the mask fell into place, hiding everything that he was feeling to everyone.

"Well... how are we today?" Severus leaning forward so that when he spoke the last word it his breath was hot against Harry's neck. Blushing Harry mumbled that he was fine. The intense dark eyes swept down Harry's body slowly, till they once again rested on Harry's eyes. The mask fell for a moment and Harry shuddered when he saw the look that Severus had. A look that said mine.

"What do you want?" Harry asked, Severus smirked and raised an eyebrow as if to say You know. Suddenly remembering the spell, maybe that was not such a good idea. Severus leaned forward again, his lips almost touching Harry's ear. A hot tongue flicked out and ran the length of Harry's ear, making the green-eyed boy moan in pleasure.

"Come with me."

TBC