A/N: So, A) The rating has gone up because Sev is a big prev, and B) I went back and edited the previous chapters.
The Little Voices
"Harry, stop pacing" Hermione said, not even bothering to look up from her book.
"I can't help it" Harry whined, still pacing in front of the common room fireplace, "it's been two days, two days, and nothing. He won't even look at me during Potion class…oh Merlin, he's mad. Really, really, mad. Dumping my body in the lake mad."
Or in the Forbidden Forest.
Or feeding you to a dragon.
"You're not helping!" Harry snapped at the voices.
Sighing, Hermione finally looked up from her book to her friend, then at the Weasley twins who were whispering in the corner, no doubt coming up with another prank on some poor unsuspecting soul.
"Fred, George" she called, when they came over she pointed at Harry who was arguing with the voices and said, "pet and cuddle"
Grinning, the two bounced over to the young man, and tackled him to the floor.
"Hey!" Harry yelped in surprise.
The twins ignored him and moved around until Harry was between them, each having one arm around his waist, and their legs tangled together.
"There, there" Fred soothed as he and his brother petted the unruly hair.
"Don't worry your adorable little psychotic head" said George.
"I'm not psychotic" Harry pouted, calming down under the petting and cuddling.
Says the boy who has voices in his head.
Ron came down from the room, Charms book under one arm, and upon seeing the three cuddled up on the floor, with his brothers making soothing noises as they petted Harry's hair. Blinked and looked at Hermione.
"He was freaking out again?" he asked her.
Hermione nodded, "Feeling calm now?" she then asked Harry who was all but purring as George scratched behind his ear.
"Yes" Harry hummed happily, snuggling close to the twins.
"Good, now listen very carefully" said the brainy witch as Ron sat down next to her and looked at her notes scatted about around her, "the reason why Professor Snape hasn't done or said anything is because he probably doesn't know how to respond to your gift. Especially since it wasn't a trick, he needs time to figure out what to do."
"Which gives you time to think up another gift to give him" Fred piped up, "any thoughts?"
Us covered in chocolate!
I think it's a little too early for that.
"Ummm, I was thinking about making my triple layered cake" Harry said after a moment.
"The one with the cream and strawberries?" asked Ron, looking very eager.
Harry nodded, "And yes, you can help" the young wizard laughing when the young Weasley started to drool.
~.~
"Potter has a crush on me"
"Of course he does, you are a very sexy man Severus. I, myself, often have dreams of you doing unmentionable things to me" Lucius said dryly as he signed off on another important document.
"I'm serious"
Raising a brow, the blonde lifted his head and looked at the man who has slumped in one of his office chairs, "Don't you have class?" he asked, putting down his quill
"It's lunch"
A quick spell showed the Malfoy Lord that it was indeed past noon, "I see" he then said before calling an House- Elf, "bring me my usual for both me and my guest" he then said when the Elf appeared.
After the Elf bowed and disappeared, Lucius stood up and made his way over to his friend, who was staring up at the ceiling as though it held all the answers.
"So, Potter has a crush on you"
Severus nodded, "I didn't think of it the first time he gave me a gift, which was chocolates by the way, too surprised. Then two days before, at dinner, I get a heart shaped brownies with a note, here"
Still looking at the ceiling, Severus takes out note card and hands it to his friend, Lucius takes and read it.
"…..Potter has a crush on you" he then said after a long surprise pause.
"I know! What do I do?"
Lucius isn't sure if the man was asking him or the ceiling, but decided to answer either way.
"Shag him"
"Lucius!"
Lucius shrugged at his friend's disbelieving look, "I would" he then said, "as would my wife, in fact, you wouldn't happen to know if he likes blondes as well or is interested in a threesome?"
"You—"
"You haven't thought about it?"
"…..Once, but I was drunk"
"Alcohol is said to be the best next thing to getting the truth out of someone"
Severus glared at him, unperturbed the Malfoy Lord gives the note card back to the man, who snatched it back.
"By the way, how were the brownies?"
"What makes you think I ate them?"
Lucius just gave him a look.
"They were delicious" Severus admitted with a slight sad whimper.
Lucius chuckled, before deciding to take pity on his friend, "In all seriousness, you should talk to Potter if you're at a lost on what to do. Actually, I'm surprised you haven't done so already"
The House-Elf came back with lunch, and after clearing off a cluttered table, the two sat down to eat. As he ate, Severus thought about why he hadn't talk to Potter. The answer was, because he was afraid. Afraid that if he let himself be vulnerable, he'd get hurt. He always gets hurt. Then again, Potter for all that he looked like his father, the one thing the Potion Master could say for sure was that the young man wasn't malicious like his late parent.
It was actually the first thing he noticed about the youth during the First Year, along with how big and deep his green eyes were without the glasses. How adorably easy he blushed and fidget when under attention. The way his hair refused to be tamed the same way as his spirit, and when the boy got older, the Potion Master couldn't help but noticed how full his lips were or how often the Gryffindor would nibble on the bottom as he worked, making it red.
There was the way the boy smiled, a soft gentle thing that Severus always felt didn't grace those lips often, which made it all the more beaui….Oh.
"Are you alright?" Lucius asked around his red wine, when the wizard made a strange noise.
"No"
Dear Merlin, he liked Potter, actually liked him. And not in the way he liked Lucius, but in the lustful- maybe- wanting something- more sense.
He was in trouble.
~.~
Do you think it's hexed?
Could be.
Maybe we should have Hermione open it…or Malfoy.
"I vote for Malfoy" Harry said two weeks later, as he stared at the letter in the owl's beak, his name written in familiar handwriting.
"It's not hexed" said Hermione from his left.
Ron looked at her then at the teacher's table where Professor Snape was staring at Harry with a gaze that the red-head wasn't sure if he was trying to murder his best friend with his eyes alone, or doing Legilimency to get the Savior to hurry up and open the letter . It was hard to tell.
"I'm too sure about that" Ron said to them.
What if it's a rejection letter?
Actually, knowing our walking wet-dream, he'd probably do it publicly rather than in a letter or privately.
Good point, wait. Does that mean he's a sadist? And if he is, does that make us a masochist?
Well there was that one time
"Can we talk about that later, preferably not in the Great Hall, and focus on the letter. The owl is getting impatient"
Said Owl was indeed getting impatient, in fact it remained Harry a lot of Severus….and Hedwig when he eats all the bacon.
"I'll open it" Ron said, tired of all the waiting and possibly worried for Harry's wellbeing as Professor's gaze was getting dangerously darker.
The red-head took the note out of the owl's beak, and unfolded it. He read it while Hermione gave the owl bacon as an apology.
"He wants you to come to his office at seven tonight" Ron then said, handing Harry the note.
Disbelieving, he read it, sure enough it does say exactly what Ron said.
This is good! Is this good? Please tell me this is good.
This is good, definitely good…..what should we wear?
Better not ask Hermione.
Seven o'clock came around, and Harry, dressed in his best (which admittedly wasn't his best, he really needed to get rid of Dudley's old clothes and go shopping.). The triple layered strawberry cake he made after he was able to get Hagrid to excuse him from class, was wrapped up in a pretty box with an equally pretty bow on top.
You remember to put on clean underwear right? Nothing ruins sexy times more than dirty underwear.
And bras, whoever invented bras are the Devil.
Remembering when Hermione had him help unhook her bra, and how long it took, Harry nodded in agreement. And yes, he did have on clean underwear. Finally they made it to Severus's office, and after taking a very deep breathe, knocked on the door.
"Enter"
Harry opened the door and found Severus sitting patiently behind the desk, the young man shivered under the dark eyes.
"And what do you have there?" Severus asked, looking at the box, and was that an hopeful expression Harry sees.
"A cake" Harry said pausing to lick his lips nervously, "for you"
"Another gift" Severus purred.
Omg, if he does that again we're going to faint…or cum in our trousers, whichever comes first.
Harry blushed, both at the voice words and that his cock twitched under the purr. Severus took out his wand and with a wave the box floated out of the student's hand and gently settled on the desk. Then the Professor stood up and made his way over. Harry doesn't move, and looked everywhere but at the approaching man, he gulped when his Professor stood so close his black robes brushed against him. And when long fingers gentle took hold of his chin and titled his head up, Harry's breathe hitched.
"And why" said Severus softly, "have you saw fit to bestow upon me such gifts hmm?"
"I-I-I" Harry stuttered, heart racing.
"A dare perhaps, from your friends"
"No!"
Severus's lips curled up into a smirk, which was doing things to Harry that was very much inappropriate for this conversation.
"A prank then, mostly likely the Weasley Twins are behind it"
"No"
…..This doesn't seem to be going well.
Do you think if we distract him with the cake, we can make it to the door?
"No?" Severus tilted his head just slightly.
Harry nodded furiously, praying that the man believed him, and was he getting closer?
"Well then, the only over conclusion I can come up with, is that for whatever reason. You are infatuated with me, am I right?"
Harry nodded, face turning red.
"Oh really?" Severus purred once again, an arm going around the young man's waist and pulled him close until he was pressed against the warm hard body.
Holy Hippogriff Batman!
Whattodowhattodowhattodowhattodo!?
"Then shall I let you in on a little secret?" asked Severus.
"Yes?" Harry squeaked with wide eyes, licking his lips nervously, face getting darker when dark eyes locked onto the movement.
"Two weeks ago, I came to a revelation about you, it was….surprising. Even more so of my quick acceptance, however, on after further thought; I realized that my life has been a long series of choices not my own. It's been a long time since I've had the freedom to do so."
Severus leaned down and brushed his lips against Harry's, who was sure if it wasn't for the arm around his waist and the grip he suddenly had on the man's robes. His trembling legs would have forced him to the ground.
"P-Professor" he whimpered when the man brushed against his lips again.
"Now that I have it" the Professor continued, mouth hovering over his, breathe hot, "I'm not going to waste it with overthinking" and with a growl Severus kissed him, the movement was rough and so sudden that Harry's glasses fell off his face and to the ground.
As he did in class, Severus took charge, their lips clung to each other. His tongue demanded entrance and Harry granted it. Moaning as his Professor's tongue, hot and silken, explored his mouth. A hand came up, firmly grabbed his hair and tilted his head further back, making him whimper. Though it could be the way Severus was suckling his tongue.
The other hand goes down, grabbed one nice, round and firm arse cheek, and pulled his hip closer. Severus groaning when their hard cocks brushed together, Harry whimpered when their cocks brushed again and teeth nibbled at his bottom lip before that wonderful tongue was back in his mouth.
When they pulled apart. Harry's face was flushed, mouth apart, lips swollen and breathe coming out in pants; green eyes dazed, and body trembling. Severus's cock twitched, and he licked at the Savior's lips.
Harry whimpered and leaned forward for more, and he get a peck before he's suddenly being lifted and carried over to the desk. It's only when he's sitting on the desk does he registered that the voices were talking, once was actually singing.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hal—leeee—luuuu—jahhhh!
Quick Boy Wonder, to the bat-bedroom!
"Shut-up" Harry mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" asked Severus.
"Nothing" Harry said quickly, blinking when he noticed that his glasses were back on his face, not broken and the cake box was open next to him, "what are you doing?" he then asked, were they stopping?
The grin the man gave, was positively filthy as he scooped up some icing with one of his fingers, "I'm going to have cake." He purred.
Severus's grin grew at the bewildered look on his boy's face.
Someone in that big fluffy kingdom in the sky loves us.
...Yeah, Severus may or may not have done some things with that cake
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