Chapter 11

Ron had noticed a change in Harry's mood ever since he had nearly caught him and Snape together in his office. The red head had tried on a few occasions to build up the confidence to try and talk to his friend but didn't know what he would say. Slowly he began to realize that Harry, his best mate, was sneaking around the way he had been at the beginning of term. The thought of his friend sneaking around behind his back made him feel slightly ill, but then thoughts that Harry might be meeting with Snape made him nearly vomit. It wasn't the image of those two together, but the fact that Severus had told Ron he cared for him, told him that he wanted him.

Finally, one day, after Quidditch practice, Ron decided it was time to confront one of them. But which one? He could talk to Harry, but he would more than likely deny any accusations and just get mad about all of it. And, if he talked to Snape, he might ruin his new found relationship with the man. That was something he most definitely did not want to happen.

After hours of deliberation Ron found himself making his way through the empty dungeon hallway towards his 'lovers' office. He knocked on the door then waited a few seconds with no response. With a loud sigh he lowered his head then turned to walk away, but ran flat into the man he had come to see.

"Profes…Severus." The Gryffindor managed to say though he had been badly startled.

"Mr. Weas…..Ron." The potions master mocked back with a slight smile on his face. "To what do I owe the pleasure of one of your overdue visits?" Snape asked as he stepped forward, pinning the younger man against his office door.

"I, um…..I mean…" He cleared his throat and tried to think of what he was going to say. "Ok, I don't know how I'm going to say this so I'll just ask. Are you and Harry, um, do you like Harry the same way you said you like me?" Ron managed to phrase it.

"Why do you ask, my pretty little Weasley?" Snape questioned as he reached out to twirl a strand of that fiery hair around his index finger. Slowly he leaned down resting his head on his arm, his arm on the door, which placed their faces only an inch apart.

Ron took a deep breath trying to calm the many feelings that were bubbling in the very pit of his stomach. "Ever since he almost caught us that Saturday…" He began but was cut off by Snape.

"You haven't come down to see me. I was starting to worry about you." The Slytherin said.

"Why? I figured Harry would be taking my place. Malfoy mentioned something about seeing him down here just the other night." Ron said as bitterly as he could being that close to Severus. His mouth is right there the Gryffindor told himself all you would have to do is lean forward ever so slightly and… Before he could finish that thought the other had closed the space between their mouths but quickly pulled back.

"What do you want, Potter? I told you to come see me tomorrow night." The dark haired man said as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Sorry, sir, but I'm going to Hogsmeade tomorrow and I wanted to be sure I was ready for it." Harry replied as he removed his invisibility cloak. "Are you teaching Ron your seduction techniques too?" He asked tilting his head to the side so he could make eye contact with the other Gryffindor.

"No, Potter, I'm using my techniques on him. Now please, go away." Snape replied as he turned his attention back to Ron. "Your little friend has enlisted my help to make more appealing to someone he desires. Nothing more then that I can assure you."

"Wait! You're trying to seduce Ron?" Harry said nearly choking on the words as the crossed his lips.

"If you can try your luck with an older man, then I can try mine with a younger one." He answered without looking away from the red head he had pinned against the door.

"You don't have to try that hard, Sev." Ron finally said as a huge wave of relief swept over him and he pulled the other man closer.

"Don't I?" He asked slightly amused. Ron simply nodded before placing a simple kiss on his chin. "Are you just going to stand there and gawk at us, Potter?"

"Mhmm." Harry responded which caught both Ron and Severus off guard. "Well, I figure the best way to learn about seduction is to witness it first hand." A large grin grew on his face. "Not to mention what else I could pick by from watching the two of you."

"Actually, not much to see, Potter. I have already taught you how to kiss correctly and we don't do much more than that." The Slytherin informed him.

"Wait! You kissed him?" Ron said in a near yell as he slipped out from between the older man and the door he was being held against.

"Ron, I…." Snape couldn't lie. He had kissed Harry. "It was simply to show him how to do it properly. It didn't mean anything." He said as sincerely as he could manage as he reached out for the red head.

"Don't touch me. I don't want to see you, talk to you, or even think about you, either of you, ever again." He stated firmly before walking quickly down the hall and disappearing from view.

"Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry. I never meant to…." Harry began but didn't have time to finish.

"Go away." The potions master said simply, quietly, and far too un-Snape like to have come from his mouth.

Of course the green eyed Gryffindor knew better than to disobey a direct order from the man no matter how weak it sounded. "I am sorry." He muttered as he headed off towards his dorm room.