Screw the disclaimer, you all already know it.

Lmao, I know it hurts to not have prep. I am gay. Anyways, I've got plans for Harry's pain. Sev's going to loosen up sooner or later.

Chapter 4. (When a character dreams…

Harry followed him, feeling slightly shafted and thoroughly pissed. He sat down beside Hermione and Ron and dished up quite a lot of food.

"What's wrong, Mate?"

"Nothing. I'll tell you later." Harry growled, forgetting he was to stay in Severus' quarters now.

Harry's high from sex was finally dissipating. He was finally reminded of the lovemaking he and Sev had been doing. He squirmed in his seat, attempting to get comfortable in it. Without much thought, Harry looked at Ron and Hermione with a pleading look and they, all three, departed from the hall.

Severus watched quietly as his new lover left the hall with Ron and Hermione. With a shrug, he dismissed it, thinking Harry was going to tell them about their recent… agreement. He looked down at his food, having lost his appetite once he saw Harry moving uncomfortably. He knew what it was about and wasn't about to let himself forget he was harsh with the boy. Severus took a small sip of the drink he'd gotten. Sighing, he began thinking again, of how uncomfortable the boy must be.

Damn me. Damn it… For Merlin's sake, I could have taken my anger out on something other than that beautiful boy. I'll make it up to him, when he comes down to our rooms later tonight.

Meanwhile, up in the Gryffindor common room, Harry was almost laying down in the comfortable chair he had chosen to sit in. He looked at his friends before nodding slightly.

"I guess I've got to tell you everything." He looked toward the fire and blushed, having forgotten that everything meant his having sex with the Potion's professor.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Ron questioned.

"Well…" Harry began but was cut off by Hermione. "He forced himself on you?"

"No, no of course not. Severus was somewhat of a gentleman." Harry said quickly, never really thinking he'd have forced himself to stand up for the abhorrent man he was now bonded to.

"Then what's wrong? Was he horrible?" Ron questioned, clearly not understanding his friends problem.

"Obviously not. Here is the full story, if you guys promise not to interrupt again." Harry paused, making sure neither of them were about to interrupt.

"Okay. To make a long story short, I have been dreaming about Snape since the beginning of the summer. When I got on the train and heard Snape was onboard, my heart fluttered. I soon blacked out and I don't remember anything until I woke up in Dumbledore's office. I overheard something about a bonding and that Snape didn't want to bond with me. That pissed me off, of course. Anyways, Snape soon left, leaving me there to suffer whatever magic was occurring by myself."

"And?"

"Well, I passed out again and was being carried down to Snape's quarters, when I woke up again. He smelled like Alcohol and I wasn't about to question why. Anyway, Snape and I had to have sex." Ron shuddered. "Well, Severus was rough and didn't use any lube or anything." Ron gagged. "So, now I'm sore and I don't think Sev is very happy with me. I told him I loved him and he bit my head off." Harry finished lamely.

"Harry you really should go talk to him. You two really need to work things out. A bond is forever."

"I know, but I'm afraid he'll just get mad at me or something worse. I don't want to die before I reach the age of eighteen."

"Just go talk to him. I'm sure he's not that bad. After all, you two are supposed to be in love with one another, even if it seems like he's not."

Harry nodded and stood up. "Well, then I'll see you guys tomorrow in class. I'll be staying down with Snape from now on. Have a good night." With that, he left the tower and slowly walked down to Snape's quarters.

On the way, Harry bumped into Nearly Headless Nick. Well, more or less walked through. Turning around, Harry looked up at him, a false smile on his face.

"Hiya Nick."

"Harry. What are you doing out of the tower at this hour? Shouldn't you be up playing with your friends or something to the effect?"

"Nope, I'm supposed to be down with my Bonded. Trying to work out problems that have arose even though we've only been together for nearly three hours now."

"Ah, I see. Well, you better get a move on. Peeves is acting up again, I was just on my way to find the Bloody Baron. Have a good night."

Harry nodded and began walking off to the dungeons again, he'd calmed down slightly, having talked to Ron and Hermione. He needed to talk to Severus, find out if the man could actually be decent.

Once he reached the dungeons, Harry entered the room and looked around, spotting Snape asleep on the couch. 'He must have stayed awake waiting for me. Should I wake him?'

'Yes, wake him. He'll get a crook in his neck if you don't. Besides, you two need to talk.'

'I know, but he looks so innocent laying there.'

'Wouldn't you rather he be lying in your arms?'

Harry shook his head, moving over to wake Severus up. He shook him gently, being rewarded with a loud, "What-huh?" and a shove.

"Oh, Harry… it's only you." Sev yawned and stood up. "Let's get to bed its late."

Harry nodded feeling slightly put out. "Alright, but we need to talk. This is important."

Severus nodded, knowing they did have to talk. "Okay, but then we need to get to sleep. We've both got a long first day tomorrow."

Severus walked into their bedroom and began to unbutton his robes, each button bringing him closer to being ready for bed, something he didn't want. The closer he got to getting ready for bed, the closer he was to having to talk to Harry about their recent love making session. Shaking away those thoughts, Snape looked at Harry who was now in his boxers and trying to get into bed without Severus seeing him.

Harry yawned and also removed his robes, climbing into bed as quickly as possible. He was cold being down in the dungeons. He laid down and looked up at Severus with a pleading look, almost begging him to hurry up and get into bed.

Severus attempted to hurry, it was really unlike him to rush anything. He soon climbed into bed and turned to look at Harry.

"Well, what is it?" Severus said quickly, sounding crabby.

"I want to know… what's going on between us. Why is it that we're not getting along like we're supposed to? Why are you afraid to say I love you? Why can't we just try to get things to work out? Christ, Severus… I thought we were supposed to be in love. I can't have been put into a one-sided loving relationship. You have got to be in love with me." By the end of his spout of questions, Harry was near tears, wanting to know why his lover wasn't anything more than a quick fuck.

"Harry, Harry… Calm down. No… don't cry." He mumbled as Harry started to cry, his heart lurched and he reached over and brushed a hot salty tear away. "I don't know what's going on between us. I'm not afraid to say it… I just don't like saying something I'm not sure is true."

Harry whimpered as more tears came falling down his cheeks. He hated crying but he wanted to be close to Sev. He hid his face in the older man's shoulders and let all his tears, pain and sorrow wash out of him. He laid there, his back heaving with sobs as he held Severus close.

Severus didn't know what to do. He wasn't sure how to make Harry stop crying, all he knew is that he needed to hold him, let him cry against him. He sighed and rubbed Harry's back.
"Shhh… I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you, if I can prevent it. I'm..." He lowered his voice to a mere whisper and said, "Sorry." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the crown of Harry's head.

They laid there in silence, both thinking about their final words. Harry fell asleep in Severus' arms, his body wasn't up to staying awake for long. He simply wanted to die. He'd shown weakness in Snape's presence, even if they were bonded.

Severus looked down at him. "Harry…" He was rewarded with a grunt. "I love you."

Harry grunted again and snuggled closer to him. "That's nice."

Severus didn't say anything, but simply moved closer, resting his head down on the pillow. He slowly drifted off to sleep. He had wanted to talk more to Harry but couldn't. He was too afraid of what he'd learn.

Severus took a step closer to the cliff, he wasn't sure what was down there but he wanted to take a dive. The darkness that was below the rocky structure he was on, seemed to be more welcoming than the dead grass and dust flying around.

There was a voice coming from the darkness, he recognized it instantly. Harry. Severus dove down into the darkness.

Morning came much quicker than either had expected. Severus had gotten up much as he had in the past few days. He laid awake, looking down at Harry, who was using his chest as a pillow. Sighing, he reached down and tried to wake him up. Without much luck, Severus scooted down and kissed him sweetly on the lips.

Harry returned the kiss and sighed in his sleep, clearly thinking it was a dream. He opened his eyes slowly and saw, Severus looking down at him affectionately.

What in the world has gotten into him? Why in the world is he… holy shit, he's gone mental.

Severus sighed and looked around, his mind wandering slightly to the younger boy beneath him. He had the sudden urge to strip him naked and ravish his body. Shaking his head, Severus rolled over and looked up at the ceiling.

"We'd better get up. You go take a shower first…"

"Alright." Harry said slowly, getting up and opening the curtains around the four post bed.

He squeaked and shivered as the cold air rushed into the room. He shuddered and got up, moving to his trunk. He quickly pulled out another robe, clothes and a fresh pair of boxers. He walked into the bathroom and entered the shower, his morning erection throbbing as the hot water cascaded down his body.

Severus, being a snoop… walked into the bathroom. He sat quietly on the toilet, as Harry showered.

Harry couldn't stand it much longer; he reached down and began stroking himself. His mouth refusing to keep his moans quiet as they came, he leaned against the back of the shower, his hand moving along his length.

Severus listened to the moans, getting aroused himself. He slipped out of his own boxers and quietly slipped into the shower. He was surprised to see, Harry had his eyes closed and was slowly stroking himself.

Harry opened his eyes as Severus moved in front of him. He gave him a sheepish smile and inched closer, knowing what he wanted from Severus. He ached to feel Severus near him, almost as much as he ached to feel the man's mouth around his smooth cock.

Severus kneeled, water cascading down his firm chest and back. He waited as Harry moved closer, almost willing the boy to let him give him oral pleasure.

Harry was close enough now, for Severus to pleasure him. Severus flicked his long tongue at the head of Harry's cock before running it along the boy's cock. His hand moved up instinctively to fondle the boy's sack, wanting to thoroughly pleasure the boy.

Harry moaned, his hips thrusting forward, wanting more of Severus' attempts to pleasure him.

Severus took Harry into his mouth, at the same time nipping and sucking gently on the boy's cock. He moved to let the boy fuck his mouth.

Harry did so, and was soon quivering on the brinks of climax. He wasn't used to such pleasure, therefore he was easy to get to cum. He wanted more of this and a little less of the other. He wasn't into pain much, but if Severus wanted him to, he'd do it.

Severus flicked his tongue at the head of the cock again, before bringing him deep into his throat. He sucked somewhat hard and soon, was rewarded with the feeling of Harry's seed sliding down his throat.

Harry collapsed against the wall, his knees feeling like jelly. "We… We… we should… get cleaned up." He panted, not knowing what to do.

Severus nodded and held his hand out to Harry, who accepted it. He began to lather Harry's hair up, making sure his hair was beautiful. He then began to clean the boy up.

Harry turned around and began to clean Severus up, wanting to make him feel as special as he had felt. He smiled and looked up at Snape.

Snape leaned down, letting Harry wash his hair. He immediately felt better, as he rinsed the soap out of his hair and it wasn't greasy. He cocked an eyebrow at Harry, before turning off the water.

"Lets get out." Severus said quietly. "We've got to get to breakfast."

Harry nodded and slipped out, grabbing his own towel and one for Sev, who began drying himself off. Harry followed suit and got dressed.

Severus on the other hand put the towel around his waist and walked out into the bedroom, grabbing out a pair of boxers, pants, shirt and robes. He put them on in the same order. Reaching for a pair of socks, he paused to watch Harry put his on.

Harry was putting on a pair of mustard colored socks, which were moth eaten and holey. Harry's big toe slipped out one of the holes and he let a small cuss word slip.

Severus tossed him a pair of his and looked down at another pair. He put them on without much thought and looked at the boy, who was now slowly putting Severus' socks on.

"We'll have to get you some new socks, yours look like they'd be something someone from the bible would wear." He let a small snort of laughter escape.

Harry listened to the bubbly sound and found it soothing. He enjoyed the sound so much, he found himself wanting to hear it again. He stood up and walked out into the living room, not bothering with his hair.

Severus on the other hand, pulled a comb through his hair and blinked some. "What in the hell did he do to my hair? It's never been so soft and silky. I'll have to talk to him." He finished and walked out into the living room, having grabbed his wand.

He walked to the spot where Harry's bag was and looked at it. "You've got double Potions today, haven't you?"

Harry nodded and put his shoes on; not really wanting to know what was on Severus' mind. He stood up and looked at Sev.

"Well, I'll see you later. Lunch, Potions, Dinner, and after." He looked interested in the floor.

Harry nodded. "I love you."

Severus paused and looked at him, wondering why he was in such a good mood. "I love you too. I'll see you at breakfast, but I won't say a thing." He grabbed his wand and walked out of the room, obviously going to breakfast.

Harry nodded again, moving to grab his bag. He rushed to catch Snape, wanting to walk with him up to breakfast. When he was right behind Sev, Harry reached forward and swatted his ass playfully.

Snape jumped and turned around, the death glare in place until he saw Harry. "Oh, Harry, it's just you. You scared the hell out of me."

Harry laughed, "Just me? Sorry, I couldn't resist." He walked along side of Severus until they had to part to enter the Great hall.

He sat beside Hermione and watched as Snape sat beside Flitwick.