One too strong to fight

Chapter nine

There was only a week to go until the Polyjuice potion would be ready, Draco had taken some of Harry's hair while he slept, this was a hard enough thing to do as he was hardly ever in the dormitory any more, he was constantly with Snape, that or in class.

Harry had been feeling a little off for the past week, he refused to see Madame Pomfrey, insisting that he was fine. Severus however wasn't so sure but could do nothing to persuade his stubborn young lover.

However there were other things on Severus Snape's mind and they too involved Harry Potter, he was getting rather sick of concealing just how much he cared for the teen, he was planning on proposing after he had graduated but before that step came he had to admit to Harry that he loved him, just to see if Harry felt the same.

He didn't have anything to worry about him; he was just as scared as Severus that those three little words would destroy what had so far been there perfect relationship.

It was a Friday evening and Harry had been sitting in the Slytherin common room doing his homework, normally he would have sat in Snape's chambers to do it, occasionally getting hints on his potions essay but today he had been called to Dumbledore's office for an Order meeting, one that Harry was 'too young' to attend.

He did however plan to sneak into Severus' chambers later that evening, he was dying to kiss his boyfriend and possibly have his wicked way with him. Draco was sitting opposite him also completing homework; he was having a little trouble with Magonigal's transfiguration essay.

"You know what" Harry said throwing down his quill, "I think we should take a break for a while, I can't be arsed with this crap any more."

"Couldn't agree with you more" Draco responded still scribbling away, "However this has to be in tomorrow and unlike you I'm not shagging my teacher."

"Hey, that's a little uncalled for Dray."

"Sorry Har, I'm a little stressed that's all." Draco said putting down his quill and rubbing his temples, Harry moved round so he could sit behind Draco. He then began to massage the blonde's shoulders causing him to moan in satisfaction. Blaise was watching jealously from the sofa but knew not to interfere, if he did he wouldn't be getting any from Draco tonight and he was severely sexually frustrated, especially now witnessing the scene before him.

The portrait hole to the Slytherin common room suddenly burst open revealing Severus Snape, Harry let out a cat call as the potions professor swept in, he sent the death glare to a number of first year students who cowered under his gaze. "Alright settle down." He instructed sending Harry a meaningful look, the young boy shrugged innocently.

The entire common room was silent so Snape could continue, "The headmaster has just instructed me that a number of Gryffindors have complained about our new student and the circumstances in which he was allocated to Slytherin house and as always Dumbledore stands strong behind them."

"I'm not going back; one of them will be dead within a week." Harry said defiantly, making eye contact with Severus and not breaking it.

"My sentiments exactly Mr Potter, the headmaster was also quick to agree that this scenario was also likely, he has therefore requested that tomorrow, after lunch, all of those Gryffindor's and Slytherins in Harry's year remain behind."

"And what on earth is that going to achieve other than possibly a little Gryffindor blood being spilt?" Draco asked and Harry laughed along with others in their year.

"We shall find out tomorrow Draco, now I suggest you finish your homework and get to bed, Harry, may I see you for a moment." Harry winked at Draco and followed Snape out of the Slytherin common room.

"I've wanted to do this all day." Harry admitted as he flung his arms around Severus and kissing him, the portrait had barely shut.

"Wait until we get into my rooms." Severus hissed but took Harry's hand within his own and led him to his chambers. "How are you feeling?"

"A little nauseous but other than that I'm fine, it's worse in the mornings." Harry said before turning his attention back to Snape or more precisely the sensitive spot on his neck.

"I think you should see Poppy, Harry, you could be ill."

"Right now all I want is for you to be kissing me."

"On one condition"

"There are conditions now?"

"That you will go and see Poppy."

"Maybe"

"Harry" Snape said warningly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go see her." Harry however was just as sly as any other Slytherin, he had agreed to go and see her but he had not specified when.


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