And it begins
If somebody would have seen Severus when he woke up, the witness would probably have had an heart-attack. Naïvely you would think that in the head of the Potions professor wouldn't be anything even remotely sexual, but according to the blissful smile and the tented blanket Severus was having a really, really steamy and pleasant dream.
Moaning he stretched his lean built body like a happy cat, groaning softly at the sinful feeling of the silk sheet gliding over his sensitive member. Yes, Severus Snape, the master with the billowing robes slept naked (A/N: I don't know about you, but the mere image of that makes me drool.) and now he had little "problem" to take care of.
Taking his time he swiftly moved his hand down his broad chest, paying carefully attention to his pebble like nipples that graved for attention. Murmuring incoherent things Severus pinched the sensitive flesh, sending flashes of pleasure through his body.
Inside his mind he saw a head covered with long black hair leaning over him, nibbling his chest with his lips and teeth. Big emerald eyes looked up on his eyes, lust making the jewel like eyes glow like the ones of a cat. Severus almost heard purring from his younger lover and it alone almost made him come.
In the reality Severus' hand moved down south and he wrapped his long elegant fingers around his aching member, electing hoarse moans to pass from his lips. Moving his hand up and down he started to pant. Bucking his hips he pleasured himself, although in the land of dreams it was Harry who teased him to the edge with the strokes of his hand and licks and kisses placed on his being by the very much kissable lips.
Screaming hoarsely his love's name Severus came to his own hands and finally he returned to the reality. Soft blush crept to his cheeks when he realise just how erotic, but at the same time romantic, his dream was. Muttering a cleaning spell he removed the sticky sperm from his stomach and sheets. Running a hand through his hair he woke himself completely up.
"Holy fuck.." he muttered, rubbing his eyes.
Sighing he glanced at the wizards' clock on his night stand. It nearly yelled at him that he was late. Breakfast was almost ended and he was due to teach fourth year Hufflepuffs and Rawenclaws in half an hour. Muttering some curses that would have made even Voldemort pale at horror, if the greatest bastard in the history of Wizarding world would be still alive, Severus flung his long legs of the bed and landed on the cold stone floor.
"Shit!"
Still naked, he walked to the bathroom to take a hasty shower. Nothing would make him even more grumpy, but he had no other option. The student's were going to have a hell of a day enduring the pissed off Potions professor.
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The day passed by on wings for Harry, for he was quite anxious to see Severus again. He had double potions on the afternoon. The only thing shadowing it was the fact that they had to share the lessons with Slytherins. After Draco Malfoy had made a sort-of a truce with the Gryffindor trio the other Slytherins were really pissed off. They still consider Draco as their "leader", so they left him alone, but they were ten times more cruel to the Gryffindors. And just how much Draco tried to make them stop, they just made it worse. So it was going to a hell, but it didn't matter so much to Harry, he was way too happy to spend two hours with Severus in the same room. Although he would prefer them alone in the music room, playing together. Or he did prefer more the fantasy of them snogging each other silly. But he had to settle for watching Severus scare the crab out of the students.
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"Silence!" Severus roared behind his desk.
In a blink of an eye the room fell silent and in the smothering silence there were numerous gulps heard. Severus gave everyone, minus Harry and Draco, the infamous Death-Glare. The tension in the room was so thick that it could be cut with a knife.
"Thank you. Since I have no intention of hearing cauldrons blowing up, I've got a pop quiz for you. The questions are from everything you've learned during your years in these lessons, so I want to see high grades."
Harry groaned inwardly. Severus was on a very foul mood. Then he concentrated on the quiz and surprisingly he found it very easy. 'Severus will be happy.' Harry smiled and answered the questions calmly.
"Times up! Return the parchments on my desk and you're free to go." Severus told them after two hours. Few incoherent protests were heard, probably somebody's test was still unfinished.
Harry made it slowly, wanting to stay for a little chat with Severus. Ron stumped out from the classroom, muttering curses under his breath all the way and he failed to notice that Harry had left behind. Hermione looked questioningly at Harry, but soon she just shrugged it off. The Slytherins and the Gryffindors ran from the classroom and nobody noticed that Severus had his head buried in his hands.
"Severus? What's wrong?" Harry asked kindly, approaching his teacher.
Severus groaned and slit one of his eyes open. He look at Harry and all Harry wanted to do, was to take the suffering Potions professor on his arms and hug all the worries off.
"Just a nasty headache, it's all."
Harry managed to stop himself from cooing and chose to help his love. Silently he stepped behind his professor and laid his satchel on the ground. Not once Severus showed that he was aware his student's movements. Carefully Harry placed his fingers on Severus' temples and startled his professor. Soon the fright passed and Severus moaned when Harry's quite talented fingers sent waves of relief through his throbbing skull. Harry smiled softly and applied little pressure to his massage. Severus leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
"Where did you learn to do this?"
"Having severe headaches after Voldemort induced sleeps gives you a pretty good idea. I learned on myself."
Severus just groaned his comment and surrendered to Harry's talented hands. The moans coming from his professor and loved one were stirring Harry's groins. He moved his hands to the slender neck and continued his massage there. Harry almost winced from sympathy when he felt the really, really tense muscles under the satin skin. No wonder Severus had killer headaches (A/N: I know from experience, my neck and shoulders are like rock.). Softly coaxing the muscles he managed to untie few knots.
Severus felt like he was dead and shipped to heaven. For the first time for a very long time he felt the blood circulate in his head too. All he wanted to do was melt to a puddle on Harry's feet and just worship him. He could settle for devouring this angel sent from above. It was the time when Harry slipped his hands down the broad shoulders and to Severus' chest. For a second Severus thought that Harry was going to stop, but was snapped from his mourning when Harry started to unbutton the buttons on the robes.
"Wha.. What are you doing Harry?" Severus asked stupidly.
"Just going to help your robes off. Your upper back is like a field of potatoes, so I thought I would do something to it while I'm at it. That is, if you don't mind it?" Harry explained, feeling like a child caught from the cookie jar with crumps on his face.
"No, go on. You just startled me."
Harry chuckled softly and helped his professor from his robes and removed his own as well. Under them Severus wore black jeans and a white t-shirt and Harry was looking good in his tight black jeans and t-shirt. Fortunately Severus didn't saw this outfit right away, he would have lost his long lost blood circulation from his head. All the blood would have pooled on his groins.
Harry continued on kneading the flesh with his fingers. Severus felt like a happy cat and soon a purr escaped from his lips and it earned a soft laugh from Harry. Wanting to get another purr, Harry selected a particularly vicious knot from Severus' shoulder and started to tease it to open up. Severus didn't purr, but he moaned in ecstasy. It was all Harry needed to drain all his blood from his head.
"Oh God.." Severus moaned breathlessly.
Harry had to fight the urge to jump on the older man's lap and claim Severus as his own. But he managed to suppress this urge. Just barely.
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Severus head was getting really foggy and so he ignored the fact that anybody could just walk on them. Absentmindedly he thought that he really didn't mind. There wasn't anything illegal happening. It was in the rulebook of Hogwarts that a student over 16 and a teacher can infact have a relationship, if both parties are willing. And Harry was just kindly helping him. So nothing naughty in here.
"Severus!" Harry snapped amused.
Severus groggily opened his eyes and looked at Harry who was now sitting on the edge of the table and he was looking at his professor's eyes smiling.
"What?"
"I've called you for about three times and you were just ignoring me." Harry chuckled.
"Sorry, must be dosing off."
"Well, I don't blame you."
Severus smiled sleepily and was about to fall asleep on his desk when Harry shook him gently. Whining like a little child Severus fixed a sleepy glare on Harry, which he just brush off.
"Come on, I'll help you to your chambers. These were your last lessons, right?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, come on."
Harry took Severus' arm and guided it around his shoulders and he took a good grip around Severus' waist. Surprisingly they were almost the same size, although Severus still was couple inches taller. Both were silently enjoying the closeness when they made slowly way along the hallway. Harry didn't even notice when his hand slipped down and cupped Severus' hip, but Severus sure noticed it, although he still was sleepy. His breath hitched in his throat.
Harry asked him something, but he didn't catch it. "What?"
"What is your password?"
"Mmm.. House of the cunning ones."
"Right you are." Dracula in the portrait answered him.
"'House of the cunning ones'? That's a mouthful."
Severus tried to laugh, but it ended as a yawn. Harry took pity of him and guided him towards the bedroom. Harry took a quick look around and it took his breath away. The living room was breathtaking and he made a very good imitation of a goldfish. Severus saw this from the corner of his eye and he smirked inwardly. He knew that Harry would be thrilled to see the rest of the chambers so they soon continued the path towards Severus' bedroom.
"You've got really beautiful place here." Harry murmured.
"Thank you."
The bedroom was really a sight to see. The king size bed was in the middle of the room and it was surrounded by flowing black silk that was hanging from the roof. The walls were painted with dark crimson and there were candleholders scattered around the room. It was really romantic and at the same time it was made for long nights filled with breathy moans and searching hands. Harry wondered briefly just how many people Severus had brought here. Probably too many to count, he thought bitterly, jealousy filling his head.
"Okay, now get to bed." Harry murmured and guided Severus towards his bed.
Ready to place Severus to the pool of black and red silk Harry leaned just a tad bit too much on top of the bed and when he let go off Severus, Severus hadn't pull his arm away from Harry's shoulder and they both fell on the bed. Somehow Harry ended up sprawled under Severus, his face against the other man's neck. Severus was neatly tucked between Harry's long and slender legs. Both of them blushed heavily when they realised what had happened.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry.." they both uttered at the same time.
Harry lifted his face and in that instant he was captured by the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Severus' black eyes were slightly clouded by sleep, but there was also much burning feelings towards the younger man under him.
Severus couldn't keep him emotions or actions in check and he gave up to his temptation. Slowly he lowered his lips on the softer ones that belonged to Harry. Like reading the older man's thoughts Harry raised his head just a bit so their lips met in the middle. The kiss was slow and sweet and they both just went for it. Sighing happily Harry raised his hand to Severus' hair, twirling it around his fingers. Severus was the one to bring the kiss to the next level.
Very gently he licked Harry's bottom lip, asking Harry to open up. Happily Harry obliged and low moan vibrated through his throat when the tip of Severus' tongue swept over his tongue all the way. Severus forgot every thought about being tired when Harry pushed his tongue past Severus' and they engaged themselves to the heated kiss. All the time they kept their hands on safer places, not wanting to rush things.
When the need for oxygen came too great they reluctantly let go of their liplock. Harry nearly purred and reached to snatch a little kiss from Severus. The Potions professor chuckled slightly and leaned his forehead against Harry's, sighing contently. Harry looked up on the black eyes and a goofy smile crept to his lips.
"How did we end up here?" he asked softly.
"I don't know about the details, but I don't complain."
"Neither do I."
They smiled at each other before sharing a little kiss. Harry reached out his hand and caressed Severus' cheek. Happily Severus' leaned into the touch, purring like a happy cat.
"I thought you were tired." Harry murmured fondly.
"I was, but not anymore." The sentence was clearly fighting with the huge yawn.
Harry chuckled. "Now. Sleep. You."
"Only if you stay here with me."
"Sounds good to me."
Almost jumping up and down with joy Severus grinned and kissed Harry again. When he got off from the sweet trap of Harry's legs he dropped on his side next to Harry, looking at him carefully. Seeing the worry in Severus' eyes Harry took his hand to his own.
"I'm afraid that I wake up and see that all of this is just a dream."
Harry cocked one of the pitch black eyebrows and smirked. Before Severus had time to ask what the smirk meant Harry attacked him and pinched the soft pale skin on Severus' waist that had been exposed when they had fallen to the bed. Severus yelped and pinned Harry back beneath him.
"Why did you do that? It hurts.." Severus pouted.
"I proved that you aren't sleeping."
Severus mock-glared him and returned to his side. He pulled Harry closer to him, face to face. Harry rubbed his nose against Severus' and smiling contently they both soon fell asleep, feeling sure that now they had everything.
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A/N: well that was the third chapter, hopefully you enjoyed yourselves.
Thank to all the reviewers, I appreciate every single one of you and thank from the bottom of my heart.
athenakitty: yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Prophetess Of Hearts: to express his feelings, I think I said.. he is a sad, sad lad, with the past with the Dursleys and all..
Elebereth: one tries to do it's best.. big smile thank you..
Immortal Memories: you would think so, but I think that it suites them…
dablksaiyangurl: I don't play either of them, but I'm great fan of cello-music and my friend plays violin and this fic is kinda dedicated to her.
MustIBeAMalfoy: thank you.. bows deeply with a grin
A/N: well thanks to everyone one more time, more is coming with Cello and Violin. I'll see all then.. waves and returns to type out the story
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