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Only minutes later Harry returned from his bedroom, fully dressed. He found Severus in a chair, reading.
Slowly he walked up to Severus and put a hand on his shoulders.
"Hello." Harry said softly.
"Hello, indeed." The professor replied in a very characteristic voice.
Harry made a brave move and sat down in front of Severus, on the floor, leaning on his professor's legs.
"Do you mind me sitting here?" The boy murmured.
"No." Severus said curtly and put away his book.
"What would you say if I said that I still fancy you? Even more so, in fact." Harry asked.
"I would say that you are just an immature teenager." He said expressionlessly.
"What if it isn't teenage hormones?" He tried.
"Then I would say that you are being a fool." The older man said as a matter of fact.
"Damn it; just give me a chance, will you?" Harry begged.
"Harry, I could not possible take advantage of you when you are this vulnerable. I do believe that you will change your mind in a few…" He trailed off as Harry caressed his chin.
"Wow. I managed to make you speechless. I should write this moment down." Harry joked.
"I think not. Harry, you are not bloody well yet." Severus objected.
"Let me set my own limits, will you?" The boy said softly.
The professor pushed Harry away from himself and left the room.
Severus strode through the hallway and exited the house. Outside his house was a small bench where he sat down.
Damn Albus! Damn it all! He may be recovering but what if I'm not bloody ready? I can't cope with this. Damn Albus fucking Dumbledore.
A few minutes later Harry joined him on the bench.
"I'm sorry." Harry said apologetically.
"Don't be." The teacher muttered. "You did not do anything wrong."
Harry squinted at the sun. "I know."
Severus rose and walked into the living room where he sat down. Harry followed. They sat in silence for a few minutes.
"You're tired, aren't you? Did you sleep anything at all last night?" Harry asked anxiously.
"I am just fine thank you." The teacher replied in a stern voice. "What would you like for lunch?" He asked.
"Oh, just drop it. You don't have to be all perfect just because of me. I know you must be bloody tired as you didn't sleep anything at all. Don't pretend to…" The boy muttered.
"I beg your pardon? Never assume you know how I feel." Severus hissed furiously.
"Oh, come on! I wouldn't respect you any less just because you're not on top all the time. I don't care if you've got flaws; it just makes you more human…" Harry countered. "Being tired is not the same as being weak. I think you should know that."
"Shut up." The man snapped.
"Weakness is not admitting one's weaknesses." The boy said knowingly.
"I am not weak!" Severus bellowed. For a few moments he was furious with the boy. Just seconds later, he realized he had gone too far. He looked at Harry and immediately regretted his actions.
The boy wasn't trying to mock you, Severus, a voice in his head said.
Harry had pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them tightly, trying to protect himself. Severus could have sworn that Harry was having flashbacks in his head.
"Harry, I…I didn't mean it like that." He said regrettably. When the boy didn't respond, he walked up to him. He bent down and pulled the trembling boy tight to himself. A few long strides later, he was in Harry's room where he placed the boy on his bed. After tucking the boy in, he left the room.
A couple of hours later, Harry opened the door to his room, watching his professor reading as usual. He entered the living room and sat down next to his teacher.
Severus looked up and nodded at the boy.
"I'm sorry…for earlier. I just…well I got scared. By your load voice. And I had flashbacks…" Harry apologized.
"My fault and for that I am sorry." Severus put away his book. "Did you have a nice sleep?"
"Yes, thanks."
All of a sudden Severus found that his arm was around Harry's waist. Apparently the boy didn't seem to mind.
"Will you teach me something?" Harry put his arm around his teacher's neck and smiled.
"What precisely do you want me to teach you?" The man tensed a bit, he wasn't used to this kind of contact.
"To kiss." The boy smiled innocently.
Somehow Severus just lost himself. He had not allowed himself to do it for years but now he did. His own body was full of suppressed lust.
The kiss only lasted for a few seconds but it was enough. Enough for Severus to feel loved and enough for Harry to feel needed. Their lips exchanged dreams of hopes and wishes. The older wizard ran his hands through the boy's hair, causing him to moan.
"That…was amazing!" Harry smiled from cheek to cheek. He leaned in for another kiss but Severus put a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed the boy away.
"I think that is quite enough for today, Harry." He caressed the boy's cheek gently.
"I…I agree." The boy blushed. "Guess what? That was like the best thing that's ever happened to me but still…it was really frightening." He looked ashamed.
"Harry, it is not your fault that you were abused. It is not your fault that you react this way. Do not forget this." Severus said reassuringly. "We should get something to eat, you know."