!$!$! I just got done reading a great Harry/Severus story called "Trust" read it! It's great! lol anyway...that's why I haven't updated...I spent the last three days reading that stories 35 chapters...and helping Ray with something. So anyway... here goes nothing!$!$!
After the short make out session, Harry pushed Severus off of him and wrapped the older mans arms around his body. "I love you Sevy, but now I need sleep." he laughed and curled against his newfound boyfriend.
Severus wanted to tell Harry that he loved him back, but his doubts about the relationship overran his mind and he just hugged the boy tightly before falling into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning Harry woke up and walked along the cold dungeon floor to the door. He turned back and looked at Severus, he looks so... normal, when he's asleep, Harry mused. He walked back to the Gryffindor Tower and slipping into bed, hoping he could lie to Ron and say he came back after the rest had fallen asleep.
Two hours later Harry woke again due to a slight push from Ron. "Harry mate, what happened to you last night?" Ron asked, sitting on the edge of Harry's bed.
"When I went to get my book I ran into..." Harry searched quickly for a name, "Nearly Headless Nick, and we talked for some time." he lied.
"Oh... well get up, I'm starving!" Ron exclaimed and set too to the bath room to freshen up. Harry followed him and after brushing his hair and teeth he changed and walked with his friends to the Great Hall.
"Oh Harry, I'm so glad that you've been around again." Hermione nearly brusted with happiness as she hugged her friend tight. "We've all missed you so much those few days you disappeared!"
Harry felt guilt land on him. His friends had missed him, and it was only a few nights. He still saw them in classes. He was wrong about them, they really did love him. However, it didn't change the way he felt about Severus.
"I didn't disappear," Harry laughed and hugged Hermione back quickly. "I just can't tell you where I was. But there's no need to worry about me. Now let's eat!" he said excitedly, trying to distract his friends from asking anymore questions.
Later that night Harry sat in the chair, on Severus' lap, wrapped in the mans arms. They had been talking for some time about their situation. They agreed that they wanted to be a couple, but not to tell anyone. Harry had agreed that every other night he would sleep in Gryffindor Tower, so that he could still spend some time with his friends, and lesson the suspicion.
Severus kissed Harry on top of his messy black hair and felt a familiar pain in his left arm. He winced and kissed Harry's head again. "I'm sorry, but I have to go." he said and slid out from underneath Harry before exciting the room.
When he returned back about an hour later, Harry watched him walk over to the bed and sit down. Harry kneeled in front of Severus and pulled back the sleeve of the man's robes. "Does it hurt?" Harry asked, looking at the throbbing Dark Mark.
"When he calls." Snape replied, trying to throw his sleeve back down. However, Harry had done what he was trying to avoid. The boy's eyes wandered down to the man's wrists.
"Sev..." Harry looked up into Snape's eyes.
"We'll talk about it when I get back." he said and started packing some clothes.
"Back from where?" Harry asked sadly and sat on the bed.
"I'm going on a mission for Voldemort." he whispered, as if not really wanting Harry to hear it. When he was done packing he walked over to the bed and pulled Harry to his feet. "This will be a considerable amount more dangerous than the thing I did last for Dumbledore, however I most go. I'm not sure when I will be back, but it won't be more than two weeks-"
"Two weeks!?!" Harry protested.
"I'm sorry, I really am. You know that I must go, The Order is depending on me for information. I'll be back as soon as I can." he kissed Harry on the forehead and hugged him tight.
"Be careful, Severus, I don't want to loose you..." Harry whispered and hugged his boyfriend back. He planted a kiss on Snape's lips before he walked out of the door.
Harry sighed and headed to the Gryffindor Tower, he would be spending more time there, after all.
Three days later Snape hadn't returned. Harry set off to the showers after Quidditch practice, fore it had been raining badly and he was trenched in mud. He stood in the shower and let the hot water run of his body unceremoniously. He had a few scrapes and bruises and tingled with pain when the drops of steaming H2O hit them. 'I miss you already Severus...' he thought and fell to the floor of the shower.
He sat there, nearly drowning in the water, for twenty minutes, just thinking. He couldn't believe how fest he fell for his professor of potions. He couldn't believe how quickly he accepted the idea of being gay. 'It's meant to be...' the thought as he stood up and turned off the water.
That night after dinner he was walking out of the Great Hall with his gang of friends with he felt a soft touch on his shoulder. Wishing it was Severus, he flung around to find his elderly headmaster.
"Sir..." Harry said, nodding his head.
"I'd like to speak with you in my office, Harry." Dumbledore said and led the boy to his stair case. "Strawberry Gum Drops." he spoke and they rode up to the oak door.
Upon sitting in front of Professor Dumbledore's desk, Harry turned to the man with confusion on his face. "Biscuit?" he offered a basket to Harry, who took one.
"I've been informed, Mr. Potter, of a relationship between a certain Boy Who Lived and my loyal Professor of Potions." Dumbledore said calmly, with a smile.
Harry choked on his biscuit and felt his heart sink into a dark pit. He didn't say anything, he feared that anything he voiced could only make matters worse. When the headmaster refused to say anything, Harry finally spoke up.
"Who told you this?" he asked weakly.
"The person, who wishes to remain anonymous, thinks that I should break this up." Dumbledore responded, dropping his smile.
"Sir, please tell me who told you this!" Harry demanded, feeling his temper rise.
"I do no know, Harry. There was a note left for me. It was typed on a typewriter, therefore I can not distinguish you it came from. I only wish to know if this is true." he asked, smiling again, slightly.
Harry didn't know what to do. He could never lie to Dumbledore, he trusted the man with his life. However, he and Severus could get into trouble. Even if they didn't, he would be breaking his promise with him, and Severus might never forgive him. Something deep inside of Harry told him he had to tell Dumbledore. He nodded.
"Splendid! Simply splendid!" The headmaster exclaimed, no hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Sir... I...I don't think I understand...." Harry said, still weakly, trying to understand.
"I think that it's great that Severus has -finally- found someone for himself!" Dumbledore smiled and offered Harry another biscuit, he turned it down.
"B-But, Sir... it's against school policy!" Harry said, still confused.
"You sound as if you wish for me to break you two up." now it was the older man's turned to be confused.
"No, Sir, no! Far from it! I just... I don't get it, why are you discarding the rules?" Harry asked.
"Harry, surly you don't expect me to fire Severus? He's the best potion maker in all of England! Besides, it'd be very hard to find another professor, why do you think I do not allow him to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? And you, Harry Potter, have suffered enough in your life, as has Severus. The two of you deserve some happiness for once." he smiled.
"Thank you so much, Professor." Harry restrained himself from leaping at the man and hugging him. "Thank you so very much!"
Dumbledore clapped his hands together and said, "You are really welcome my dear boy, but I must be going now. I'm due for my weekly trip to Honeydukes. You wouldn't want my sweet tooth to suffer, would you?" Harry laughed and shook his head before exiting the crazy headmaster's office.
One week later Harry sat on his bed reading through "Which Weekly". Severus was still not back. Harry was starting to become worried. 'This will be a considerable amount more dangerous than the thing I did last for Dumbledore...' Snape's words ran through Harry's mind. Then the picture of his love's wrists came into his mind. There were scars, which seemed to be from some pretty deep cuts.
Harry hoped that wherever Severus was, that he was okay and that he knew Harry loved him.
Finally, two days after that, Snape came back to the school. He was sporting a sprained ankle, a bruised cheek, and tons of bandages. Harry ran into Severus' room as soon as he heard about it from Neville. He saw his boyfriend limping over to his bed, using a cane.
"Sevy!" he cried out and helped the man lay down.
"Hey there." Snape smiled up at him once he was laid down.
"We need to talk." Harry said, sitting next to him.
Snape's smile turned to a worried look.
"First I need to tell you..." Harry gulped, "That Dumbledore knows."
"What?!" Severus screamed, and tried to sit up, but fell down coughing.
"It's okay, he's fine with it, more like he's ecstatic about it! I just want to know who told him..." Harry's faded out as he pondered who on Earth could have told.
"Well... we still have to be careful. If he school governors find out, I'll still be in trouble, but I'm glad to have Albus' support." Severus smiled weakly, and relaxed.
"Now, onto something more important." Harry said, lifting Severus' left sleeve. "Tell me where these came from." he kissed the scars gently.
"They're old and unimportant." Severus said softly and closed his eyes.
"Sevy, please..." Harry whined.
Severus opened his eyes again and stared into Harry's worried pools of emerald. He sighed and sat up, painfully. "I'm not suicidal, Harry, if that's what you're thinking." he said and held Harry's hands. Harry's worried eyes calmed down a little.
"Then what is it, who hurt you like this?" he asked, rubbing the scars with his thumbs.
"My father..." Severus cast his eyes downwards.
"What?!" Harry screamed, "How could any parent do that?!" He kissed Severus' cheek and looked up at him, waiting for a response.
"It was many years ago... during the summer before my fifth year here at Hogwarts. My father couldn't stand me anymore. He slit my wrists, hoping that people would think I killed myself, and he wouldn't be convicted. However... I lived. Albus came to my rescue after I had been bleeding for almost too long. I was brought back here, where I have lived since. I became the Potions Master just four years after graduating. My father was sent to Azkaban where he rotted for ten years. He died two months before he was to be released. I'm glad..." he finished, waiting for Harry to say something.
The boy didn't speak, but he threw himself at Severus and embraced him tightly. "I...never knew..." he whispered into his boyfriend's ear. "I'm so sorry... gosh Sevy, I'm sorry." he rocked the man back and forth, comforting him, it couldn't be easy remembering something like that. He had probably never told anyone.
"Yes...well, it's not your fault. But if you don't mind...get the hell off of me!!!" Snape bellowed.
Harry pulled away and looked back at him with hurt eyes. Then he realized that his lover was in dire pain. "Sorry." he laughed and helped Severus lay back down. "So what happened?" he asked, pulling a potion for pain release off of a shelf and handed it to Severus.
"The usual, Voldemort trying to recruit evil doers." Snape laughed with a cough.
"What kind of evil doers?" Harry asked and kissed his boyfriend.
"Dragons, those damned beasts!" Severus pulled off on of his bandages to reveal burn marks.
"Oh, Severus!" Harry said worriedly and kissed the burns.
"With the fire, horns, and talons...well let's just say I had a few close calls." he kissed Harry. "But I knew I had to come back to you." he kissed him again. "Anyway, I accidentally on perhaps caused a huge catastrophe. Of course, The Dark Lord wasn't very happy about this, so he used a few curses on me, however... I'm fine now. Can we go to sleep?" he yawned and pulled Harry down into the bed.
"I've missed you so much Severus!" Harry said and curled up next to the man.
"I have missed you to, Potter, and I love you, Harry." he smiled as he planted a soft kiss on Harry's lips before closing his eyes. Before he fell to sleep, he laid awake a few minutes, pondering why he had been called away so suddenly just as someone told Dumbledore about he and Harry.
!$!$! Well...one person guessed just about everyone that it could possibly be that was spying on our little couple...I will tell you that it was on your list! So...anyway... what did you guys think? The next chapter will be the longest one yet! So....enjoy! Review! mwah!!!!$!$!
After the short make out session, Harry pushed Severus off of him and wrapped the older mans arms around his body. "I love you Sevy, but now I need sleep." he laughed and curled against his newfound boyfriend.
Severus wanted to tell Harry that he loved him back, but his doubts about the relationship overran his mind and he just hugged the boy tightly before falling into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning Harry woke up and walked along the cold dungeon floor to the door. He turned back and looked at Severus, he looks so... normal, when he's asleep, Harry mused. He walked back to the Gryffindor Tower and slipping into bed, hoping he could lie to Ron and say he came back after the rest had fallen asleep.
Two hours later Harry woke again due to a slight push from Ron. "Harry mate, what happened to you last night?" Ron asked, sitting on the edge of Harry's bed.
"When I went to get my book I ran into..." Harry searched quickly for a name, "Nearly Headless Nick, and we talked for some time." he lied.
"Oh... well get up, I'm starving!" Ron exclaimed and set too to the bath room to freshen up. Harry followed him and after brushing his hair and teeth he changed and walked with his friends to the Great Hall.
"Oh Harry, I'm so glad that you've been around again." Hermione nearly brusted with happiness as she hugged her friend tight. "We've all missed you so much those few days you disappeared!"
Harry felt guilt land on him. His friends had missed him, and it was only a few nights. He still saw them in classes. He was wrong about them, they really did love him. However, it didn't change the way he felt about Severus.
"I didn't disappear," Harry laughed and hugged Hermione back quickly. "I just can't tell you where I was. But there's no need to worry about me. Now let's eat!" he said excitedly, trying to distract his friends from asking anymore questions.
Later that night Harry sat in the chair, on Severus' lap, wrapped in the mans arms. They had been talking for some time about their situation. They agreed that they wanted to be a couple, but not to tell anyone. Harry had agreed that every other night he would sleep in Gryffindor Tower, so that he could still spend some time with his friends, and lesson the suspicion.
Severus kissed Harry on top of his messy black hair and felt a familiar pain in his left arm. He winced and kissed Harry's head again. "I'm sorry, but I have to go." he said and slid out from underneath Harry before exciting the room.
When he returned back about an hour later, Harry watched him walk over to the bed and sit down. Harry kneeled in front of Severus and pulled back the sleeve of the man's robes. "Does it hurt?" Harry asked, looking at the throbbing Dark Mark.
"When he calls." Snape replied, trying to throw his sleeve back down. However, Harry had done what he was trying to avoid. The boy's eyes wandered down to the man's wrists.
"Sev..." Harry looked up into Snape's eyes.
"We'll talk about it when I get back." he said and started packing some clothes.
"Back from where?" Harry asked sadly and sat on the bed.
"I'm going on a mission for Voldemort." he whispered, as if not really wanting Harry to hear it. When he was done packing he walked over to the bed and pulled Harry to his feet. "This will be a considerable amount more dangerous than the thing I did last for Dumbledore, however I most go. I'm not sure when I will be back, but it won't be more than two weeks-"
"Two weeks!?!" Harry protested.
"I'm sorry, I really am. You know that I must go, The Order is depending on me for information. I'll be back as soon as I can." he kissed Harry on the forehead and hugged him tight.
"Be careful, Severus, I don't want to loose you..." Harry whispered and hugged his boyfriend back. He planted a kiss on Snape's lips before he walked out of the door.
Harry sighed and headed to the Gryffindor Tower, he would be spending more time there, after all.
Three days later Snape hadn't returned. Harry set off to the showers after Quidditch practice, fore it had been raining badly and he was trenched in mud. He stood in the shower and let the hot water run of his body unceremoniously. He had a few scrapes and bruises and tingled with pain when the drops of steaming H2O hit them. 'I miss you already Severus...' he thought and fell to the floor of the shower.
He sat there, nearly drowning in the water, for twenty minutes, just thinking. He couldn't believe how fest he fell for his professor of potions. He couldn't believe how quickly he accepted the idea of being gay. 'It's meant to be...' the thought as he stood up and turned off the water.
That night after dinner he was walking out of the Great Hall with his gang of friends with he felt a soft touch on his shoulder. Wishing it was Severus, he flung around to find his elderly headmaster.
"Sir..." Harry said, nodding his head.
"I'd like to speak with you in my office, Harry." Dumbledore said and led the boy to his stair case. "Strawberry Gum Drops." he spoke and they rode up to the oak door.
Upon sitting in front of Professor Dumbledore's desk, Harry turned to the man with confusion on his face. "Biscuit?" he offered a basket to Harry, who took one.
"I've been informed, Mr. Potter, of a relationship between a certain Boy Who Lived and my loyal Professor of Potions." Dumbledore said calmly, with a smile.
Harry choked on his biscuit and felt his heart sink into a dark pit. He didn't say anything, he feared that anything he voiced could only make matters worse. When the headmaster refused to say anything, Harry finally spoke up.
"Who told you this?" he asked weakly.
"The person, who wishes to remain anonymous, thinks that I should break this up." Dumbledore responded, dropping his smile.
"Sir, please tell me who told you this!" Harry demanded, feeling his temper rise.
"I do no know, Harry. There was a note left for me. It was typed on a typewriter, therefore I can not distinguish you it came from. I only wish to know if this is true." he asked, smiling again, slightly.
Harry didn't know what to do. He could never lie to Dumbledore, he trusted the man with his life. However, he and Severus could get into trouble. Even if they didn't, he would be breaking his promise with him, and Severus might never forgive him. Something deep inside of Harry told him he had to tell Dumbledore. He nodded.
"Splendid! Simply splendid!" The headmaster exclaimed, no hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Sir... I...I don't think I understand...." Harry said, still weakly, trying to understand.
"I think that it's great that Severus has -finally- found someone for himself!" Dumbledore smiled and offered Harry another biscuit, he turned it down.
"B-But, Sir... it's against school policy!" Harry said, still confused.
"You sound as if you wish for me to break you two up." now it was the older man's turned to be confused.
"No, Sir, no! Far from it! I just... I don't get it, why are you discarding the rules?" Harry asked.
"Harry, surly you don't expect me to fire Severus? He's the best potion maker in all of England! Besides, it'd be very hard to find another professor, why do you think I do not allow him to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? And you, Harry Potter, have suffered enough in your life, as has Severus. The two of you deserve some happiness for once." he smiled.
"Thank you so much, Professor." Harry restrained himself from leaping at the man and hugging him. "Thank you so very much!"
Dumbledore clapped his hands together and said, "You are really welcome my dear boy, but I must be going now. I'm due for my weekly trip to Honeydukes. You wouldn't want my sweet tooth to suffer, would you?" Harry laughed and shook his head before exiting the crazy headmaster's office.
One week later Harry sat on his bed reading through "Which Weekly". Severus was still not back. Harry was starting to become worried. 'This will be a considerable amount more dangerous than the thing I did last for Dumbledore...' Snape's words ran through Harry's mind. Then the picture of his love's wrists came into his mind. There were scars, which seemed to be from some pretty deep cuts.
Harry hoped that wherever Severus was, that he was okay and that he knew Harry loved him.
Finally, two days after that, Snape came back to the school. He was sporting a sprained ankle, a bruised cheek, and tons of bandages. Harry ran into Severus' room as soon as he heard about it from Neville. He saw his boyfriend limping over to his bed, using a cane.
"Sevy!" he cried out and helped the man lay down.
"Hey there." Snape smiled up at him once he was laid down.
"We need to talk." Harry said, sitting next to him.
Snape's smile turned to a worried look.
"First I need to tell you..." Harry gulped, "That Dumbledore knows."
"What?!" Severus screamed, and tried to sit up, but fell down coughing.
"It's okay, he's fine with it, more like he's ecstatic about it! I just want to know who told him..." Harry's faded out as he pondered who on Earth could have told.
"Well... we still have to be careful. If he school governors find out, I'll still be in trouble, but I'm glad to have Albus' support." Severus smiled weakly, and relaxed.
"Now, onto something more important." Harry said, lifting Severus' left sleeve. "Tell me where these came from." he kissed the scars gently.
"They're old and unimportant." Severus said softly and closed his eyes.
"Sevy, please..." Harry whined.
Severus opened his eyes again and stared into Harry's worried pools of emerald. He sighed and sat up, painfully. "I'm not suicidal, Harry, if that's what you're thinking." he said and held Harry's hands. Harry's worried eyes calmed down a little.
"Then what is it, who hurt you like this?" he asked, rubbing the scars with his thumbs.
"My father..." Severus cast his eyes downwards.
"What?!" Harry screamed, "How could any parent do that?!" He kissed Severus' cheek and looked up at him, waiting for a response.
"It was many years ago... during the summer before my fifth year here at Hogwarts. My father couldn't stand me anymore. He slit my wrists, hoping that people would think I killed myself, and he wouldn't be convicted. However... I lived. Albus came to my rescue after I had been bleeding for almost too long. I was brought back here, where I have lived since. I became the Potions Master just four years after graduating. My father was sent to Azkaban where he rotted for ten years. He died two months before he was to be released. I'm glad..." he finished, waiting for Harry to say something.
The boy didn't speak, but he threw himself at Severus and embraced him tightly. "I...never knew..." he whispered into his boyfriend's ear. "I'm so sorry... gosh Sevy, I'm sorry." he rocked the man back and forth, comforting him, it couldn't be easy remembering something like that. He had probably never told anyone.
"Yes...well, it's not your fault. But if you don't mind...get the hell off of me!!!" Snape bellowed.
Harry pulled away and looked back at him with hurt eyes. Then he realized that his lover was in dire pain. "Sorry." he laughed and helped Severus lay back down. "So what happened?" he asked, pulling a potion for pain release off of a shelf and handed it to Severus.
"The usual, Voldemort trying to recruit evil doers." Snape laughed with a cough.
"What kind of evil doers?" Harry asked and kissed his boyfriend.
"Dragons, those damned beasts!" Severus pulled off on of his bandages to reveal burn marks.
"Oh, Severus!" Harry said worriedly and kissed the burns.
"With the fire, horns, and talons...well let's just say I had a few close calls." he kissed Harry. "But I knew I had to come back to you." he kissed him again. "Anyway, I accidentally on perhaps caused a huge catastrophe. Of course, The Dark Lord wasn't very happy about this, so he used a few curses on me, however... I'm fine now. Can we go to sleep?" he yawned and pulled Harry down into the bed.
"I've missed you so much Severus!" Harry said and curled up next to the man.
"I have missed you to, Potter, and I love you, Harry." he smiled as he planted a soft kiss on Harry's lips before closing his eyes. Before he fell to sleep, he laid awake a few minutes, pondering why he had been called away so suddenly just as someone told Dumbledore about he and Harry.
!$!$! Well...one person guessed just about everyone that it could possibly be that was spying on our little couple...I will tell you that it was on your list! So...anyway... what did you guys think? The next chapter will be the longest one yet! So....enjoy! Review! mwah!!!!$!$!