Disclaimer: Hp is not mines...although I wish Severus was I aslso wish he was tied naked to my bed...
Also disclamer: The poem in this chapter is copyrighted to my Friend Tiffany. She is an excellent poet and if you dare take her poem ad claim ti I hope you burn at the hands fo Elizabeth Bathory or worse...a clown... you are warned...
A/U: thank you for the reviews they are muchly so appreciated. This chapter hints at slash so if you don't like it please don't read it because I gave you a warning and I don't need reviews that sounds like this : " You never mentioned this is a slash fic! Guy on guy is gross your going to hell you sinner BURN BURN!!!" or anything like that. So you are warned. Oh yes and sorry this took so long.
Chapter 4. Maybe someone gets it.
Harry jolted back from the computer desperately searching for the exit but not finding it fast enough his eyes wandered back to the page.
As Harry sat in detention writing out lines with his right hand his mind wandered to the potions master in front of him.
"Wish he could be just master" Harry murmured to himself while continuing to write. As more and more sensual images about the potions master surfaced in harry's mind his decided to put his left hand to good use. Sneaking it down the front of his robes he began to slowly rub his erect shaft though the material in his pants. Putting down his quill he began to slowly concentrate on this on activity. It was then that his lips betrayed him once again.
"Snape..." He muttered just a bit to loud for his liking. Glancing up he noticed the Potions master staring back at him. His cheeks flushed a pale pink and he tried to withdraw his hand from his robes.
"Mr. Potter." Snape started his voice seeming deeper then usual "What is it your doing in my potions class?" Harry stumbled for an answer.
Please that's not how it would happen...if it were to happen that is which would be never
"Nothing Professor." He mumbled coming up for a lack of a good answer.
"Wrong answer Potter. You were..touching yourself. Yes you were and in my potions class." Snape stood to his full height and strode over to Harry pulling the boy up by his shoulders. "You were fondling yourself and not very well at that." Harry looked up into his teachers eyes staring into the depths that flashed so many emotions at this time. Then without hesitation Snape fulled harry up into a kiss. Harry murmured his disagreement but was soon co-operating without objection...
Huffly: So Jaded what did you think?
Jaded:...It wouldn't happen like that.
Onyx: See F.B and I have been telling you that for weeks and you refuse to accept that.
Huffly: Sure what ever.
HUFFLY HAS JUST SIGNED OUT
Onyx: That is just like her to quit.
Fadedburgandy: lol that is so true. But I've g2g ttyl Onyx!
Onyx: farewell.
Jaded: bye...
FADEDBURGANDY HAS JUST SIGNED OUT
Jaded: You leaving to?
Onyx: No not any time soon. So what was your favourite part about the story? Any critique?
Jaded: Well I just don't think Harry would do that with a professor.
Onyx: oh please we all see the way he looks at Snape. Who could resist?
Jaded: ...I can think of a few people.
Onyx: Ya well these people are obviously pig headed Griffendors who have some kind of mental block and hate him just because he in head of Slytherin house. They can't see the fact he is an intelligent sensual man who, maybe is not the most attractive specimen on the planet, is a very...sexual person.
Now that you mention it his voice is rather sensual...deep and soothing...and who cares if I tell this guy...or girl...that I've got some silly childish crush on Snape...It's not like they know who I am.
Jaded: Ya I can see where your coming from there. But why would Snape have relations with a student?
Onyx: Maybe he's not as innocent as he looks ;)
Jaded: Hahaha ya I can see that.
Onyx: So do you write?
Harry stopped and thought. Did he write.
Yes I do.
Jaded: Just some poems, nothing huge.
Onyx: Would you mind sharing one with me?
Jaded: Ya sure just give me a sec to type it out.
Harry dove under his bed and wrenched open the floor board. He pulled out a leather bound book and flipped to a random page. There was no fear with this person. Harry understood why.
I'm never going to meet this person. So who cares if they know how fucked up I am? After all there reading stories about me and Professor Snape!
Jaded: Ok this one is one of my favourite so please don't laugh.
Onyx: I'll laugh if I feel like it, type it out already.
Jaded: ok
Some ones a bit snarpy.
Jaded:
Bitter Hope
Banish the memories
Strike out the light
Leave me in solitude
Leave me in night
Remove the feelings
Relax in the dark
Enfolded in ice
Forever now marked
Be rid of the future
Be gone now the past
Leave me in chaos
Let the pain last
Enveloped by memories
Of what's never to be
Chased by these demons
From which I can't flee
In darkness I'm bound
In solôus I cope
If ever eternally
ill hold bitter hope
This one has got to be my favourite
Harry reminded himself reading it over on the glowing blue screen as Onyx typed hi or her response.
Onyx: Depressing, thought provoking and angst along with a slight twinge of empathy, something not felt very often by myself, I would say that is quite excellent.
Shocked Harry hurriedly responded. He had shown this poem to both Hermione and Ron both who seemed to ignore the deeper meaning and only read the words.
Jaded: Thank you. I think your probably the only person that's actually gotten it.
Onyx: then your showing stupid people.
Jaded: Haha.
Onyx: Well Jaded I'm off but I'll add you to my friends index to show me when you online.
Harry glanced to the small figure showing two people hugging at the corner of his screen and moved his mouse over it. It showed the word 'friends' in the small box that appeared under it he clicked it. Then reading the options he clicked add friend. The name Onyx appeared in the friends section.
Jaded: I added you to mine to. :)
Onyx: Well I had fun critiquing both smut and an excellently written poem with you. Have a tolerable day. Farewell.
Jaded: Terra.
Harry closed the conversation box and smiled.
Maybe someone gets it after all