"Potter… don't play with my emotions. I've lived a long life… and I can't stand to hear words… like this. Word that you don't mean." Severus said, looking down into the pain-filled pools of emerald.
"I love you, Severus Devlin Snape; listen to these words, please."
"Harry… I…"
Harry sat up and caught Severus' lips in a deep loving kiss.
Chapter Ten.
A week passed as slow as molasses in the winter time, Severus found himself rushing up to the infirmary at every interval in his busy schedule. He'd simply stop in, see how Harry was doing and then head back down to his classroom. Sometimes he'd come in late, startling the students and yelling at them to get their books out. He wasn't about to let it show that he'd been sleeping poorly and being run ragged by his deep need to see how his partner was.
Meanwhile, Harry was having problems of his own. He seemed to have gone into a deep depression, though he'd try to make it seem like he was happy for Snape's sake. When his partner left, Harry always let the tears fall. He hurt deep down when he looked at Severus and saw that the man really did love him. He hated himself for killing their baby and he blamed Albus Dumbledore for the loss of his and Sev's baby. Either way you looked at it, Harry was more upset than he had ever been.
His friends would come and visit him every now and then, but they seemed to be more absorbed in each other. When they did come, they would simply talk about all the cute little things Harry missed the other doing while being laid up in the hospital wing. This didn't help his mood, he wasn't sure whether he wanted to be with Severus or he wanted to try to leave Severus and risk a broken heart.
The days were long, while he laid there in bed. He thought about how rash he had been and about how much he truly loved Severus. After being stuck in the infirmary for eight days, Harry was finally let out.
He got dressed and walked slowly down the corridor to the Great Hall. It was breakfast time and he was sure he'd be able to catch up on everything. He walked into the Great Hall only to be greeted by several people staring at him. Severus meanwhile looked like death warmed over and he simply didn't seem to be aware of anything but his tea, which probably was a good thing considering Harry looked like he was about to cry.
Harry quickly headed to the Gryffindor's table and knew he'd be asked all sorts of random questions by Dean and Seamus. He sighed and sat down beside Ron, who was looking with starry eyes at Hermione who was taking a drink.
"Hey mate, what's going on, why is everyone so quiet?" Harry asked, as he nudged Ron in the ribs.
"What? Oh hey, Harry. I suppose it's because they're all shocked to see you. Everyone thought that you were either expelled or dead." Ron said, hardly paying attention to Harry.
"Well, that's great… I suppose. Why didn't you try to set them straight?" the raven haired boy asked, taking a drink of his pumpkin juice.
"Because, I've got more important things on my hands, look at her… isn't she simply adorable." Ron asked, as he noticed Hermione was picking her nose.
"Uh, very…" Harry said, getting up.
Harry headed down to Sev's chambers, looking like he was going to cry. He thought his friends would be more caring about how he was, but he assumed wrong. Once he reached the portrait, he was in tears. He tried to think about what the password was and simply couldn't form any words.
Severus had noticed that Harry looked utterly hurt and depressed. He headed down to his quarters. He stopped as he saw the younger man's shoulders shaking in sobs. He moved quietly and pulled Harry into a hug as he reached him. He felt the boy stiffen up as he grabbed him.
Harry yelped slightly and soon melted into the embrace. He didn't even notice as Severus said the password and moved him slowly into the room. He also didn't notice as he was lowered into a lap. What he did noticed was that Severus was crooning words of love into his ear, while rubbing small circles in the small of his back.
"Sevvy… Whats wrong with me?" Harry asked, looking up at Severus with the eyes of a child.
"You hurt, love. It's not your fault and sometimes it's alright to be over emotional." Severus purred, still rubbing Harry's back.
"But… I'm not just overly emotional, I'm flipping out over the stupidest things and it hurts to see people doing stuff… with each other." Harry said quietly.
"I've got an idea, I'll take the rest of the day and tomorrow off and you and I'll have a small get away. We'll get everything sorted out and if you want… we can try making another baby…" Sev purred behind Harry's ear.
"Is that all we have together, Sev? Am I just a way to make a baby? To get laid? Can't we just… spend time together, getting to know one another?" Harry asked, his eyes fully of hurt and demand.
"Of course we can, Harry. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do. Hell, we could go to the Snape Manor for that bit of time. You'll get to know your new home and your partner, if that's what you want." Severus said, his voice was soft and slightly hurt by Harry's insinuations.
"Very well, why don't you go talk to Dumbledore while I take a shower?" Harry asked, his body shaking slightly with anger.
TBC!
AN: I'm working on some other things but if I get more great reviews, I'll make this my top priority. I'm very busy, I'm in a band; school isn't going exactly how I want it… and well… I'm kind of worried that they're going to get rid of the music programs at my school. Morgue.
