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This is the happy ending; there are no warnings because it's Romance! Okay, mebe a smudge of angst, but I think the sappiness makes up for it. If you want my ending go to the next chap! If not, enjoy!

"I don't want to be separated from him, and the only way for me to get over everything he's done to me is to forget." He lifted Remus' wand and placed it at his temple. "So help me forget Moony."

Remus shook his head, running nervous fingers through his tawny hair. He had too much to deal with these days and it was starting to get to him. He continued to sit in silence, reliving the previous moments, still not quite sure they were real.

"A Memory Charm?" The werewolf demanded. "Do you know how dangerous that could be? What if I erase the wrong memories?"

"I trust you Remus."

"He trusts me." Remus scoffed and laughed bitterly. "I don't know if I've helped or harmed in this case." Why must everything be so confusing? He sighed.

"How much of this year do you want to erase?" Remus shifted nervously, wary of the response.

Harry didn't disappoint him.

"I don't want to forget this year." His eyes grew sad. "I want to forget Severus."

"Merlin, how could I be so stupid as to help him?" Remus groaned. "Why did I think this would help?" He angrily stood and looked around, there was nobody, he sighed as he remembered everyone would still be in class. Harry had run off soon after the casting of the spell, he hadn't remembered why he wasn't in class or why he was with Remus, just that he was going to lose points if he didn't get to Transfiguration.

"How is that going to help you Harry?" Remus tried to change his mind. "That will only make Severus suffer, and I know you wouldn't want that."

Harry smiled softly. "I'm kind of hoping I'll fall in love with him again." He admitted. "The chances – I know – are against me, the likelihood of us 'falling in love again' is slim to nothing. But I have hope. And I have faith in Severus; if he cares then he won't give up on me so easily."

"Harry…" Remus frowned doubtfully. "Are you sure you should put so much trust in Severus, I've known him longer then you, and he doesn't seem like the type to – "

"I know him Remus." Harry interrupted. "I will answer for my own decisions, so you don't have to worry about me. All you need to do is get me started." He smiled disarmingly again.

Remus walked towards the castle with a heavy sigh, his eyes glued to the path distractedly. He needed to tell James what had happened, the elder Potter had to know about the situation before he found out from someone else.

"Okay, right now he should be in…Divination." He muttered to himself as he hurried his pace. "I can't do anything at the moment so I'll just have to wait for him in the dorm."

"Wait for who?" A voice asked softly.

The Gryffindor paused and looked up in surprise; he hadn't expected to see any students at this time, though he had to be honest with himself, a lot of people skived off on a regular basis. Especially the person in front of him.

"Sirius." He stopped in surprise and stared at his ex. "What are you doing here?" He murmured.

Padfoot scuffed his shoe as he shrugged his shoulders carelessly. "I was just taking a walk." He replied airily.

Remus arched a brow. "You were taking a walk." He repeated doubtfully as he crossed his arms. "During class? What's your real reason Padfoot, you know you can never lie to me."

"I was looking for you." Sirius blurted, he flushed in embarrassment. "Damn it, I'm supposed to be this cool guy that can get anyone he wants, but when I'm with you I loose my nerve." He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Remus, I can't stand this separation anymore."

There was a hurt frown. "Well then you should have thought of the consequences of your actions before you had gone through with them." Remus said. "I don't want to get hurt again."

"I won't hurt you! I love you!" Sirius exclaimed. "Would I ditch class and hunt you down if I didn't?"

Remus shrugged. "You could have been pranking someone for all I know Sirius, I don't claim to know how your mind works." Please, just leave me alone, I don't want to hurt you.

"You know that's not true Moony." Sirius grew somber as he bowed his head. "I was a bastard, a prick, a complete arse, whatever you want to call me, I acted towards you." He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm fucking sorry Remus; I never meant to put you in that situation."

The werewolf paused and really looked at his fellow Marauder, he was looking a bit worse for wear, not his usual radiant self. Sirius' eyes had slight shadows beneath them, and it even seemed that the blue orbs had taken on a gray tinge, not to mention his hair wasn't as glossy as it usually was. Remus mentally cried. "You really are sorry aren't you." He whispered.

"Yes." Sirius said eagerly, stepping forward with hope. "You can't imagine how sorry I am."

"I think I can." Remus bowed his head. What I'm about to do is hard enough as it is. "Sirius, I think we should take a break."

Padfoot was shocked to say the least. "A break?" He blinked. "But, Remus, why?"

"I don't want to be anything more then friends Padfoot, at least for now. I need time to think about us being us again." His eyes were sad. "It's either that or nothing."

Sirius seemed that he was about to protest but Remus stopped him.

"Friends?" He held out his hand hopefully.

Sirius stared at the hand before he slowly took it and squeezed. "Friends."

--- --- ---

"So why are we waiting for Prongs?" Sirius asked as he spread out on the Gryffindor couch, he was surprisingly taking Remus' suggesting very well and didn't bring it up again.

Remus continued to pace. "I've done something really stupid." He admitted. "I wasn't thinking straight, actually I was thinking more with my heart then anything, so I suppose I wasn't too stupid when I – "

"Calm down Moony!" Sirius chuckled slightly and sat up. "Take a breath and try again."

There was a heavy exhale. "I cast a Memory Charm on Harry." He blurted.

"You what!" Sirius jumped to his feet, eyes wide. "As in Obliviate, no more memories, the whole bit?"

Remus winced and nodded. "Yes."

"Bloody hell, James is going to kill you." He laughed and fell back onto the couch.

"You're supposed to help me!" Remus cried. "He's going to be pissed once he finds out that I hexed his brother!"

The soft click of the portrait had both heads turning in question. James sauntered into the room with his bag thrown over his shoulder and a quirk to his eyebrows.

"I hope you're not talking about me and my little brother." He said as he threw down his bag. "Because I really don't want to have to hex one of my mates for something so trivial, especially when Harry comes running to me telling on you."

"No worries there mate; Harry's not going to be remembering anything at all." Sirius laughed, Remus shot him a glare.

James turned a questioning look onto his friend. "Where've you been? Both of you for that matter, you weren't in Divination with me." He sat next to Padfoot. "It was such a bore! You should have told me and I would have gone with you."

Sirius smirked. "I was looking for Remus. Moony here, well, I'll let him tell you himself." He stood and stretched with a slight pop to his back. "I'm going up to take a quick kip, it's Potions next, no point in showing up really."

"Thanks a lot Padfoot." Remus muttered as the Animagus skipped the length of stairs. Perhaps Sirius wasn't taking their agreement as well as he had first thought, because this was revenge if anything.

"So, why and how did you hex Harry?" James got right to the point.

The werewolf shifted nervously, tugging at the cuffs of his robes. "First of all, he asked me to do it James, so don't think I did it for my own amusement or something of the sort." He rolled his eyes, finally succumbing to his fate. "I cast a Memory Charm on Harry."

James laughed. "No really, what did you do?"

The amber gaze remained serious. "He's forgotten everything that he asked me to erase. I'm not too bad at Charms, so he came to me for help."

"What do you mean he's forgotten everything?" James demanded, suddenly feeling uneasy about the situation.

Remus glared and adjusted his robes. "I mean, he's forgotten everything." He sighed and shook his head. "Everything about Severus Snape that is."

James leaned forward in shock. "What?"

"What do you want to hear James? Do you want me to tell you everything?" Remus paused in the fiddling of his tie and looked toward the other Gryffindor. "How Harry came to me, looking for an escape? He wanted to forget Prongs, so I helped him."

"By performing a Memory Charm?" The elder Potter exclaimed. "Wasn't that a bit much? I mean, what if you had put too much force into it and he had forgotten everything?"

There was a sigh and Remus went back to fixing his robes to distract himself. "I know James, I tried to stop him, I argued with him, and explained how it was a bad idea." He turned and looked regretful. "But he wanted to go through with it despite everything. Love is a fickle matter, you know that."

"Yeah," James murmured, "I do."

--- --- ---

"Snape, I need to talk to you for a moment."

Severus slowly turned toward the leader of the Marauders, having been interrupted from his self-loathing. He scowled. "Potter."

James sighed. "I'm not here to hex you if that's what you're thinking." He glared. "It's about Harry."

"What about him Potter, afraid that I will rape him of his innocence? That I will turn him into a Death Eater? That I will turn him against you?" He demanded. "I've heard the whispers, I know your fears."

There was a tense silence as James fought to hold back his rage at the familiar taunting, something about Snape always got on his nerves.

He shook it off and glared at the triumphant smirk being shot his way. "I came to give you a bit of advice Snape, stay away from him."

Severus scowled at the underlining threat. "I think I am within my own rights to see Harry if I wish it, he is in my House after all. He – "

"Won't remember you." James said.

There was a moment of silence before Severus found his tongue.

"What?" He demanded. "What do you mean he won't remember me?"

James flicked his hair from his eyes distractedly. "Have you ever heard of the spell, Obliviate?"

"You actually went that far?" Severus choked; everything was rushing up at once, he was close to breaking down at the unfairness of it all. "You hate me so much that you erased his memories of me?"

"No, he did that himself." James replied darkly. "You pushed him that far, so far that he didn't want to remember you at all."

Severus backed away. "I did no such thing." He whispered as he turned and began to hurriedly retreat. "I did no such thing!"

James watched sadly. He had the entire summer to mull over everything, the year was practically over.

--- --- ---

"Hey James, do you have my trunk?" A muffled voice shouted from under the bed.

James' popped his head through the doorway and glanced around. "Nope." He replied, stepping into the messy room.

"I can't find the damned thing!" Irritation now laced the voice.

"Did you ask Padfoot?" James snatched a comb on the dresser and walked out without waiting for a response.

A huff and a loud thump was heard. "No, I can't find him, have you seen him? James? Damn you! Thanks a lot for helping!"

"Hey mini James, someone put your trunk in my room." Sirius' voice interrupted his cursing. "Do you want it, or am I going to be able to pack extra supplies?" He teased.

"Leave it!" Harry yelled as he crawled out from under the bed, there were clumps of dust in his hair and his cheeks were flushed. "I've been looking for it."

Sirius clucked his tongue at Harry's new look. "What were you doing under there?" He chuckled. "Have you finally taken my advice and decided to become a traveling circus performer?"

Harry stared at his brother's friend as though he were crazy, which he probably was. "What does that have to do with me being under my bed?"

"Nothing at all!" Sirius cackled madly as he left. "By the way, have you seen James?" He called from the hallway. "We're going to miss the train if we don't hurry!"

"He was just in here!" Harry began tossing random items into his open trunk. "He probably went back to your room to finish packing!" He called over his shoulder.

There was a loud thump and a groan as someone obviously fell down. "Found him!" Sirius yelled.

Harry rolled his eyes and threw a few more of his belongings into the trunk; he slammed the lid with a satisfied sigh and struggled to lock it while he sat on its top to keep it closed. "Finished!"

"Us too." James appeared in his doorway again, Sirius pushed him further in as he attempted to see Harry.

"Prongs, are little boy is growing up!" He pretended to cry. "He's a fourth-year now; his life is going to be so much different from last year." He wailed. "He's practically an adult!"

Harry perked up at that. "Is it really that different?"

"No." James laughed and pushed Sirius out of the room. "Come on, Mum and Dad are going to take us to the Platform."

"I don't know if I have everything though…" Harry glanced around his room hesitantly.

James clapped him on his back and helped drag his trunk out. "You'll be fine Harry, don't worry."

--- --- ---

"Remus!" Sirius cheered as he spied their lycanthrope friend. The amber eyed teen turned with a tired smile upon seeing the three.

"Hello." He greeted.

Sirius scoffed. "That's no way to say hello Moony, we haven't seen each other all summer!" He squealed in a bad imitation of a girl and held out his arms. "Group hug!"

Harry and James tried to scurry away from his hands but they soon found themselves gasping for breath alongside Remus.

"Padfoot!" Remus protested.

"Let us go or you're going to kill us before we even get back to Hogwarts!" James threw his head back and sobbed through his gasping laughter.

Harry laughed as he struggled to breathe. "I don't want to die a fourth-year!"

Sirius let them go and they all fell to the ground on their arses. "You lot are no fun." He grabbed his trunk and began to tug it toward the train.

James and Remus laughed as he pretended to ignore them. Harry on the other hand had paused to watch a group of Slytherins heading their way; he could tell what House they were in because Regulus was tagging along with them. His attention had been caught by a sallow skinned boy with a hooked nose and narrowed eyes; his hair was lanky and looked slightly greasy as it brushed his shoulders.

Whose that? He frowned. Is he a transfer student, because I don't think I've ever seen him before.

"Harry, what are you looking at…" James scowled as he saw who was approaching. "What do you prats want?" He crossed his arms with a glare.

"Nothing Pothead." One of the Slytherins laughed at James' growled.

The teen Harry had his eyes on sneered with the rest of his buddies. "What's wrong Potter? Have you lost your girlfriend?" He laughed. "Have to settle for this one in her stead?" He pointed toward Remus with disgust.

"At least I have a girlfriend Snape." James spat.

Dark eyes narrowed. "Watch yourself Potter; I haven't forgotten what happened last year." He began to walk away. "If I were you I would watch my back unless you want your little pet to suffer the brunt of my anger."

James fumed, trembling in his rage. Remus watched everything with silent eyes and sighed to himself as he pulled James out of his stupor. "Come on let's go, I'm sure Sirius has saved us a compartment." He sent a sad look toward Harry, who remained in a daze as he stood. "I'll explain everything once we get inside."

--- --- ---

"He what?" James gasped in shock. "Why would he do something like that?"

Remus looked toward Harry and James' eyes lit in recognition. "Ah, I forgot about that." He muttered ruefully, he lowered his voice. "But why would Snape erase his memories? Is this like a Slytherin conspiracy or something?"

"I'm just telling you what I heard James, Severus apparently created a potion over the summer and dosed himself with it. In my opinion he's become a bit more open, if you could call it that and he doesn't remember a thing about Harry, don't you find that odd that they both chose the same fate?"

"Very romantic." James muttered sarcastically. "I think it's codswallop. Okay, so he didn't pay attention to Harry on the Platform, that means nothing." He said stubbornly. "Until I see some hard proof I refuse to believe that this is anything but a bad joke."

--- --- ---

"Okay, now I think this is a really bad joke." James muttered as he set down his fork at dinner later that night. "They didn't even acknowledge each other! It's as though they don't know the other one exists!"

Remus silently chewed his mouthful of lamb; he swallowed and wiped his mouth with a shrug. "I told you Prongs, they both have started over."

Sirius reached between them and snagged the basket of rolls. "It's sad in a way; they have a chance to be happy and all that mushy stuff. But they probably will never 'meet' the way they had before and fall in love." He stuffed his mouth and continued talking. "They'll live a life of unhappiness and then marry some bird, who will end up getting fat and sitting around doing nothing with their – hey James, speaking of which, how's Lily?"

"Shut it you arse!" James smacked him over the head. "What if she had heard you?"

He glanced down the table and was met by a pair of flaming orbs; apparently Lily had very good hearing. He smiled and waved, cooling her scowl a bit.

"So what are you going to do about it?" Remus prodded, bringing James' attention back to their conversation.

James held up his hands. "Nothing, I am going to do absolutely nothing." He pointed out his brother. "Look at him, Harry's happy the way he is now, why would I want him throwing himself on Snape when he's already got everything he wants?"

"That's not true Prongs." Sirius appeared again. "You saw him over summer, he was happy, sure, but there was something missing. His smile didn't reach his eyes you know?"

Remus gave him a pointed look. "You see James, even when Harry has been stripped of his memories; he still feels the same emotions." He shrugged. "You never know, perhaps they're soul mates."

"Ah Moony, not that again." James grimaced. "I don't want to know if Harry is bound to Snape, it's disturbing."

There was a shrug. "It's something you must accept; plenty of wizards have soul mates." Remus smiled. "I'm sure Lily is yours."

James blushed and looked away with a slight mutter.

"So I'll ask you again James." Remus leaned his head on his hand as he looked toward his confused friend. "What are you going to do?"

"I'll do whatever makes Harry happy."

--- --- ---

"What do you need help with? This again? Harry, Transfiguration isn't really as hard as you're making it out to be."

Harry scowled down at his book and then back at his brother. "So says you." He muttered reproachfully. "I don't understand why we have to make turtles into teapots! If I was a turtle, I wouldn't want to be a teapot!"

"I don't think they mind too much." James shrugged. "And for all you know, those turtles could be spoons transfigured to look like turtles. It's a vicious circle Harry, you have to get used to it." He paused to see that the Slytherin wasn't listening anymore.

He sighed when he realized Harry was staring down at his book, but his eyes were elsewhere. James discretely followed his gaze and he silently groaned.

Snape.

The year had passed somewhat smoothly, so far there had been no "Snape" incidents, though Harry did have a tendency to watch the older wizard. And if James was being completely honest – he could be on occasion – he had caught Snape staring too. It was getting close to Halloween, Harry's favorite time of the year; James was going to do something for the younger wizard, something that would make him happy.

James looked at his little brother and sighed in defeat. It seemed he would never see the two Slytherins apart now that they had found each other; he would have to accept Remus' theory after all. Harry continued to pretend to read, while still glancing out of the corner of his eye at the shadowed wizard sitting by himself.

Well, if Harry was happy…

"What are you looking at?" James leaned forward and whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry jumped in surprise as he was caught staring and turned a glare onto his brother. "What was that for?" He hissed, surreptitiously peeking again to make sure the Slytherin hadn't heard him.

"You were mooning over Snape there." Prongs nodded toward his year mate.

"That's Snape?" Harry asked in surprise. "I can't believe I've never met him even though I'm in the same House! I've heard about a lot him, he's good with Potions isn't he?"

There was a tense smile. "He is." James acknowledged. "You got a crush on him?"

The embarrassed flush Harry's cheeks took on was answer enough for that.

James laughed and pushed his little brother toward the Slytherin. "Go on; ask him out if you fancy him so much." He teased. "I'm sure he'll say yes to a cutie like you."

Harry glared, but moved forward nonetheless. He wasn't afraid of some sixth-year. Severus glanced up from his parchment and stared at Harry's approaching figure. He gulped, okay; maybe he was just a little bit afraid.

He nervously halted beside the table, luckily there weren't any other students about, or this would have been even more difficult.

"Er, hello." Harry muttered, his focus shifting away from the fathomless eyes.

Severus nodded his head silently, eyes piercing through the younger wizard. What is this fourth-year trying to pull? He glanced behind the boy and toward the table he had just been inhabiting with James, the resemblance between the two was uncanny. They were obviously related. He's probably working for his brother. His eyes narrowed.

Why am I being such a Gryffindor? Harry sighed and held out his hand confidently. "My name's Harry, Harry Potter. Now I know you'll probably be thrown off by the surname, but please ignore any relatives that I regretfully have." He cracked a smile. "I like you; well I have a bit of a crush on you actually. I was wondering if you would like to…er, goonadatewithmethisweekend?" He rushed through the last part as he lost his nerve.

The dark eyes continued to stare at him and for a moment Harry thought that perhaps the other Slytherin wasn't all there, that thought was quickly displaced as Severus slowly smiled. Harry flinched in surprise, from what he had heard, Snape was always scowling or something of the sort.

"You're interesting." Severus chuckled lightly, he had never met someone with such a lack of tact, yet the young wizard was charming in his own way. He was cute. "I'll go with you to Hogsmeade." He agreed.

Harry's eyes lit up happily. "Really?" He breathed, remembering himself. "O-okay, er, I'll meet you at the carriages around noon? On Saturday?"

Severus nodded. "That's fine." He smirked as Harry returned to his previous table with a bounce to his step. Never before had he opened up so quickly to a stranger, sure the younger Potter was in his House, but that didn't mean he went out on dates with any Slytherin that asked. Not to mention he had only realized his bisexuality over the summer, so perhaps it was a good thing he had met Harry this year.

Harry seemed different from the usual students that plagued the castle. Severus slowly gathered his belongings. Different was good.

--- --- ---

"You look great Severus!" Harry smiled as he saw his date walking toward him. He had gotten up early and dressed to impress, he was waiting beside a carriage toward the back and gestured for the elder teen to enter first.

There was an appreciative chuckle. "If I didn't know any better, I would say I am to be the woman on this date." Severus teased.

Harry's eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I was only trying to be polite, my mum always told me to be nice to girls, and I've never been out with a bloke so I don't know if it would be the – "

"It's fine." Severus cut him off with a slight smirk. "To tell you the truth, I've never gone on a date with a wizard either."

Harry stepped into the carriage with wide eyes. "Really? Wow, it's a good thing that I found you then." He chuckled. "I'm surprised no one has asked you out yet!"

Severus scowled and glared out the window as they began moving. "Are you trying to be funny?" He turned back toward the surprised teen. "Is this your idea of a joke, asking me out on a date?"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in surprise. "Why would I think this was a joke?"

"Don't play innocent with me Potter." Severus sneered. "Your brother taunts me on a regular basis, laughing at the way I look and my lack of friends. This is probably some well thought out plan between the two of you."

Harry's mouth dropped open and then he glowered. "It's nothing of the sort! I like you, honest to Merlin I do. I've never even seen you since this year!"

Severus felt his temper cooling. "Truly?"

"Yes!" Harry pleaded. "Please don't think I would sink so low as to trick you, you're a very nice looking wizard. Why would you think I was pulling your leg?"

"Not too many people think the way you do Harry, in fact practically no one does." He looked away as they came to a halt. "I have never been told I was attractive unless it was in jest, so to have you seem happy to be with me," he chuckled ruefully, "well I am in Slytherin, I immediately thought the worse."

Harry smiled and shook his head as he slowly leaned forward. "You're beautiful to me Severus." He placed a chaste kiss on the surprised lips.

This is so right; it feels like I belong here in this moment. Severus made a slight noise in the back of his throat as Harry pulled away with twinkling eyes.

"I take it you liked that?" He grinned.

Severus cleared his throat; he refused to get all 'lovey dovey' on the first date. "It was nice." His voice came out throatily despite his attempt to clear it. He flushed. Merlin I am such a girl.

There was a chuckle as Harry opened the door and held out his hand. "We're going to have fun Severus, you watch." He promised as Severus slowly took his hand. "I'm going to make sure you say yes to another date with me."

The pair walked towards Hogsmeade happily, both reminiscing over their first kiss, and both hoping that there would be many more to come.

"Do you want to get a Butterbeer?" Harry asked eagerly. "I've always loved the Three Broomsticks."

Severus nodded. "That would be acceptable." He smirked as he was eagerly pulled down the cobblestone path.

They passed an Asian couple along the street and the girl looked up, watching silently as they passed through dark eyes. Her boyfriend tugged on her Slytherin scarf and she laughed as she turned her attention away.

Severus and Harry continued along the street, hands locked together as they ignored the world around them and simply lived in the moment.

--- --- ---

"What do you want Snape?" James slowly looked up at the scowling Slytherin.

Severus narrowed his eyes. "Why are you allowing this? It's been three weeks since we made our relationship known." He hissed. "Are you planning something? Is Harry planning something?"

James frowned in confusion. "Hold on, what are you talking about?" He set aside the Snitch he had been toying with and turned his whole attention onto his rival. "Are you and Harry fighting?"

"No." The scowl was clearly meant for his last comment. "I want to know why you're so accepting of our relationship. We're enemies Potter, we always have been, why are you letting me stay with Harry? I'm older then him! I'm in Slytherin and he's your younger brother!"

There was a chuckled sigh and James rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "Oh Merlin, I don't need this." He smiled and looked Severus in the eye. "Remus is better with this sort of thing, but I suppose I'll have to do."

"What are you talking about?" Severus demanded in irritation.

"You're doubting yourself Snape." James began fidgeting with the Snitch once again. "You're making up excuses, reason why you shouldn't be with my brother. Why don't you think of the reasons you should be with him?" He quirked his lips into a teasing smile. "They won't outweigh the bad I assure you, but just think for a moment."

What is he on about? Severus remained silent. Does he really expect me to come up with reasons why I should be able to stay with Harry? Not that anyone could separate us if they tried. He glowered at the thought. Harry is mine.

"Have you though of any?" James spoke up.

Severus' lips thinned. "No." He growled.

The Gryffindor clapped his hands together. "Then let me give you one." He leaned forward. "I don't complain about you two and I don't try to be the prat older brother because Harry is happy."

"What does that have to do with – "

"You make him smile." James interrupted, explaining as he grew serious. "He's been hurt real bad in the past. I'm hoping you can keep him happy."

Severus looked ready to protest and James held up his hand to pause him.

"Don't get me wrong, I still think you're a bastard." He sighed and shook his head. "But you make Harry happy, so I accept you as his boyfriend."

Severus remained silent as he stared at the Gryffindor. His robes shifted as he stepped away from the bench and he walked away.

Wonky Gryffindors. He rolled his eyes, ignoring the feeling of elation in the pit of his stomach.

--- --- ---

The night was calm and heavy with sleep. The Slytherins were all tucked away in their beds, dreaming up new ways to be the sneaky snakes that they were taught to be. One such Slytherin was tossing within his sheets, strange pictures rushing through his dreams.

He was walking through the hall toward his next class; he rounded the corner, only to collide with a slight body. The two tumbled to the ground, the smaller boy on top of his chest, their lips pressed together. A strange flutter erupted in his stomach, as though someone had released a flock of butterflies within him.

"Snape!" The younger wizard squeaked and scrambled away.

He scowled, having been caught up in the moment. "Get off Potter."

They bickered for a moment and he spat a few more insults for good measure, smirking at the angry expression on the third-year's face. He walked away, having had the last word. As he walked the length of the hall he lifted his fingers to his lips and frowned in confusion at the tingling he felt, and the heat that radiated from his cheeks.

-- --

Trash littered the ground around him, as he looked up he found he was with the same boy, but for some reason he couldn't remember his name.

"Kiss me." The boy locked their fingers together.

Surprise flashed through him. Where was he? Why was he continuously finding himself with this young wizard?

He was pulled closer, until their chests were pressed together warmly. "I said kiss me." The boy continued, as though he had answered his previous demand. "I know you want to; I can see it in your eyes."

Was it really that obvious? Lust rushed through him; he wanted to have this elusive memory to hold onto forever. He suddenly had a pair of heated lips smashed against his own and he moaned at the intimate contact.

-- --

A mischievous laugh brought him into the next scenario and he had to pause for a second and find his bearings.

"You poor confused soul, lying to yourself and holding this silly crush on Lily. Why would you want her when you could have me?" The boy slipped closer, running a finger across the robed chest before him. "You're so tense Severus."

He froze, feeling the stirring in his groin. Why were the two of them always caught up in heated moments like this? Were they past lovers? Was this a simple dream with no further meaning?

He hadn't been paying attention to what the younger boy had been doing because he was soon wrapped up in a gentle and slow kiss. He felt loving hands cupping the back of his neck; he was sliding closer to the edge. If he fell off, he didn't know what would happen.

This mysterious creature had entrapped him within a spell of deep emotions. He felt that he truly cared about the happiness of this boy, that he could truly love him. He allowed himself to be swallowed by the kiss.

Yes…that was it, he lo –

Severus suddenly jolted out of sleep, body immediately going on high alert as his dark eyes darted about the room in a quick scan. Something was wrong. He looked toward the silent beds around him suspiciously.

"Severus."

He gasped as his gaze shot toward the end of his bed; the whispered voice was coming from the shadows.

"Who's there?" He demanded.

A messy head popped up and a quick smile alleviated his false fears.

"Harry." Severus murmured. "How did you get in here?"

The fourth-year grinned as he slowly crawled onto the bed and slid in next to his boyfriend. He planted a gentle kiss on the pale cheek and winked.

"It's a secret."

Severus smiled and tugged the smaller body onto his chest, feeling a shadow of a past memory poke at his mind. He shook it off and admired the shirtless wizard.

"I suppose you expect to spend the night now that you're here?" He teased playfully.

Harry happily wrapped his arms around the slim chest and pressed his cheek against the heated skin. "Of course." He murmured. "I didn't steal James' cloak for nothing."

"Ah, so your secret is revealed." Severus ran his hand down the smooth back; he smiled as he amused himself with drawing pictures with his finger. It was amazing that something so simple could amuse him.

"I had a dream about you." Harry's voice was soft in the silent room.

"Oh?" Severus cocked a brow though it couldn't be seen. "And what kind of dream was it?"

Harry shifted until his face was pressed against Severus' neck and he playfully nibbled on the juncture between his shoulder blade and throat. "A good dream." Severus twitched at the tickling sensation.

"I had a dream too." Severus groaned as Harry's mouth trailed down to his chest.

"What kind of dream?" Harry grinned cheekily.

Severus smirked. "A good dream."

"Hey! You can't steal my lines!" Harry pouted childishly.

"I can do whatever I want to; I'm your elder so you must respect me." Severus scoffed silently.

Harry stuck out his tongue. "You're two years older." He protested. "That's not much of an elder to me." He sighed happily. "But I will listen to your excuses only because you're my boyfriend and someone must do it."

"What would I do without you?" Severus murmured as he looked into Harry's eyes and gently cupped his cheek. He leaned forward and pressed their lips together in a chaste kiss, running his fingers across the flushed skin. He pulled away and Harry's eyes remained closed, his lips still puckered as though he were still kissing someone.

"You're so beautiful Harry." Severus leaned forward and kissed him again, this time Harry opened his eyes sleepily as he pulled away.

He smiled beautifully up at him, emerald eyes glistening in the moonlight. Severus stroked the boy's hair and the then blinked. Moonlight? They were in the dungeons, there were no windows, he glanced around and scowled.

"Avrey put out your wand and stop staring!" He spat as he snapped the drapes around his bed closed. Merlin, there were Peeping Toms everywhere these days! He turned his attention back onto the lithe body curled around his own; he stroked the soft hair and trailed his fingers down a smooth cheek.

"You make me so happy, I'm glad we found each other." He whispered into the darkness. "Are you happy Harry?"

For a moment he was met with silence and he assumed Harry had drifted off. He sighed and kissed the slumbering boy on his head as he sank beneath the sheets. He blinked in surprise when a gentle hand wrapped around his left and linked their fingers together.

"Harry?"

A flutter of warm air on his cheek made him halt his questioning and Harry's voice floated around him softly.

"Yes Severus, I'm happy."

Severus smiled, a true smile which was hidden in the shadows. He pulled Harry closer to his chest and lovingly kissed his temple.

"I love you Harry." He murmured.

Harry tightened his hand in agreement. "I love you too."

The End

AN: Happy ending, aw. Take that everyone who doubted me:laughs: Thanks go out to everyone who reviewed and read the fic! Sank u! It was fun! Thank u Zoomi for being my beta through the whole thing!

-Red