Title: Long awaited help.

Characters: HP/SS. M/M Slash

Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns all the characters, Hogwarts, everything. I make no money of my stories. I just enjoy playing with the characters.

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Snape and harry had avoided each other as well as they could over the next few days, with Snape avoiding going near the lab when Potter occupied it, and with Harry carefully leaving the lab the moment he fell asleep to avoid having Snape waking him up again.

But one day after finally having a small breakthrough, Harry had been working feverishly on his potion all day and well into the night. He knew he should have gotten good night's sleep before starting on this phase of the potion but he was just so anxious to finish it.

Now he began to regret his decision because the potion called for constant stirring for seven hours straight, and it was already two in the morning. But he stirred and stirred until his eyes fluttered down and he wasn't able to stop moving his hand.

Snape slowly walked up to the labs door and heard nothing, figuring that Potter had gone back to his chambers for the night he pushed open the door.

An odd chuckle slipped out of his mouth when he saw Potter sitting on a stool, one arm cradling his head on the table, and the other stirring the odd smelling potion which looked much clearer these days.

Snape walked slowly forward and leaned across Potters back to take the ladle himself. He heard Potter sigh and then he cuddled his body back into Snapes front. Snape stiffened but that didn't stop the sleeping Potter from trying to press his body into his taut one.

After a moment of trying not to feel Potters warm body pressed against his, Snape glanced down at Potters notes, nods than taps the ladle with his wand and it began to stir itself. After a moment of clenching his fists and silently cursing himself, he gently took Potter in his arms and walked back to his office.

While he walked he looked down at Potter and saw how exhausted the young man looked. Two black, crescent moons adorned the space below his eyes and his skin had a slight gray, sickly look too it.

'He has clearly over worked himself, overly confident stupid boy." Snape thought without any real feeling behind his mean words.

With a silent spell his office door opened and he walked in. He gently lay Potter down of the couch he had there and looked around for a blanket. But being his office he had none, he rolled his eyes and conjured both a soft blanket and a fluffy pillow.

He knelt down and carefully lifted Potters head and slid the pillow underneath, than he draped the blanket over him, he knew how cold these drafty dungeons could get at night. He stared at Potter for a whole minute before realizing what he was doing, and then he stood scowling.

Snape had turned to leave but heard Potter sigh out something that sounded suspiciously like his name. He spun around quickly and knelt back down by the couch, but Potter really was asleep. With a moment of hesitation he removed his glasses and placed them on the table next to the couch. He bit the inside of his cheek and hesitantly brushed a black lock of hair off Potter's face.

Again he caught himself and scowled but before he could make to get up Potters hand had caught his. He looked back down and saw that Potters startling green eyes were sleepily open, he looked half asleep still. Potters hand was warm and tight on his own, his thumb absentmindedly grazing Snapes sensitive palm.

Snape said quietly, "Yes Potter?"

Harry's sleepy mouth quirked up, "Thank you…Severus." Than before Severus could register what Harry was about to do his palm was pulled forward and Harry lightly kissed it before closing his eyes and falling asleep immediately.

Severus slowly pulled his hand back and stared at it, it was tingling. He clenched his fist and stood; he walked to the door and quietly shut it behind him. Severus wandered around his laboratory for awhile before sitting at the table Harry worked at and pulled Harry's notes forward. He scanned them and let a quiet, "oh." Slip from his lips. "He's making Memoratium. Of course."

He felt a sudden bang in his chest and frowning he massaged it. He read over Harry's notes again and thought, 'He seems to be in a crucial phase, I suppose I could finish this last bit for him. If it doesn't get done tonight all his work so far will have been for naught."

So for the rest of the night he stirred and added the necessary ingredients to the potion and finally let it brew. He knew Harry had a lot more work to do, but with this phase over at least he was half way done.

With that being his final he let himself sink lower onto the table and close his eyes. Within minutes he was asleep.

This time his dream wasn't dark and misleading, he could clearly see Harry standing in front of him. A hungry look on his face. Severus just smirked at Harry and crooked a finger at him, with his usual grin Harry sidled forward and pressed himself into Severus's body. Severus sighed when he felt Harry's lips on his neck while his fingers tried to sneak lower and lower on his body.

He pulled Harry's hands back up and quickly turned them both so Harry was leaning against the wall now. He leaned in and nipped at Harry's bottom lip, he could feel Harry trying to free his hands but he just held on tighter. His mouth traveled down Harry's mouth to his neck and then collarbone. After torturously teasing his sensitive skin he straightened and lightly sucked at Harry's ear, his tongue playing an arousing game with the landscape it was given.

Severus heard Harry moan and pulled back with a sneer, "You need to learn to control your emotions Harry."

Dream Harry just smiled before thrusting his hips into Severus's suggestively, he listened to Severus growl and said, "I guess you do too Severus."

"Cheeky aren't you?" Severus raised an eyebrow as he lightly pulled at Harry's hair.

"Mm and you're as sarcastic and snippy as ever."

Severus laughed, "Hm not as brave when I'm not dreaming you are you?"

Harry frowned, "But…I'm dreaming about you…"His arms loosened around Severus's neck slightly.

Severus thought for a moment and then stepped back, "Oh Bloody Hell." And he disappeared from Harry's dream. Harry's arms fell to his sides and in his dream he shrugged and began focusing on dreaming about Severus again.

And when he felt hands touching him he knew that this Severus was different than the other one because he was sweeter and gentler. Harry sighed in his dream and missed the harsh and unforgiving touches of the other Severus.

Severus however had awoken for a moment; he sat up and rubbed his face. His face was soaked with sweat as he realized that those dreams hadn't just been his but both of theirs, much like when he'd been teaching occulumency too Harry, their minds had been connected and with a little thought they could look into each other's minds.

So these dreams had been both their doing. They both had focused on each other so much that the only time they allowed their minds to relax and think about what they were trying not to focus on was when they were asleep.

Severus shook his head and groaned, he was so sure that it was all his doing, after all how could Potter think that way about him? He wouldn't, Severus had been too cruel to him when he was a student at Hogwarts. So Severus was the one invading Harry's mind and Harry being young and not in control of his libido had thought they were just dreams and dreams like that mean nothing to the young.

With a sigh he put his head back down, "I hope he thinks it was just a dream." And he fell asleep again.

Harry woke the next morning and looked around in confusion, mostly because the room was blurry and because it was very much not his room. He felt for his wand and found it in his robes, "Accio glasses."

He felt his glasses nudge his hand and he put them on, it looked like he was in Snapes office, lying on the couch. Harry sat up and felt a blanket fall off him, his forehead crinkled in confusion, since when did Snape care enough to put a blanket on him?

Suddenly he remembered his dreams from the night before and felt himself turning red. Apparently Harry's attraction to Snape wasn't going away; it was getting more and more persistent.

And it's not like he could do anything about it. When he'd started to find Oliver Wood attractive, he had just gone for it and succeeded in getting a boyfriend for almost two years. But with Snape he knew Snape despised him and would probably curse him if he tried anything.

Harry sighed and stood wearily, stopping to stretch. He walked out into the laboratory and stopped in shock, Snape was asleep with his head on the table where Harry was working. Harry remembered how he was supposed to do the phase he'd been working on continuously and that he couldn't have done it since he was asleep.

He groaned and rushed over to the table; he looked around for his notes and realized that they were underneath Snape. He cursed silently and moved his hand forward to pull at the papers but couldn't do it. Slowly he said, "Sev…Snape?" when he didn't answer Harry took a deep breath and softly touched Snapes shoulder.

He felt strong and muscular skin underneath the usual black robes and pursed his lips, maybe being this close to Snape after a night filled with sexual dreams starring the angry potions master wasn't the best thing.

Making to pull his hand back, Harry felt like he couldn't control where it went next. His hand hovered over Snapes shoulder length black hair before slowly pulling a curtain of it away from Snapes face.

Harry gasped when Snape suddenly grabbed his wrist, spun him around and had him trapped between his body and the table, "Potter?"

With an anxious grin Harry stuttered, "I was just trying to wake you up!"

"And that consists of groping me, while I'm asleep?"

"I was not groping you!"

Severus sneered at Harry and tried to hide how hard is heart was beating, "Oh yes because that would be so unusual for you wouldn't it, groping a man."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Most men don't seem to mind actually."

"I'm not one of them."

Harry was trying not to breathe much. Snape was standing so close to him and was holding his wrist in that almost painful way that was probably the reason for his arousal. He just hoped Snape wouldn't notice. He wasn't sure what kind of reaction he would get from that. "Yeah than why do you keep insisting on standing so close to me?"

With a jolt Severus remembered what happened the last time he'd been this close to Harry. His eyes flicked down and then back up to Harry's, who was blushing fiercely but staring determinedly back at him.

"Learn to control your libido Potter."

"Yeah well it's a work in progress. Can you let go of me now, especially if you don't like my reaction?"

Severus released his wrist and stepped back, he didn't know what made him ask but he blurted out, "Sleep well Potter?"

As he expected Harry's head snapped up and his eyes stared up at Severus's in confusion. He paled and then blushed, "Um…Good enough, I suppose. Why do you ask?"

Snape smirked, "Just a question."

"Uh huh."Harry didn't sound convinced even though he turned and began looking through his notes anxiously. He hovered around reading and randomly looking at his potion.

"It's exactly the way it should be…" He turned and looked up at Snape. "Did you do this?"

With a shrug Snape nodded, "I figured I might as well, you would have just ruined it."

Harry snorted, but his eyes were soft, "Thank you Severus..."

Severus blinked and felt the hand Potter had kissed the night before twitch, "You're welcome."

A grin flitted onto Harry's face and Severus realized that he let Harry call him by his first name. He scowled and pretended to look over into the cauldron. "This'd be for then?"

"Yes…it's for Ron…I was hoping that it could make him remember who he is."

"Where did you find the instructions for this potion? I last heard it had been broken up and placed into different books."

"It had been. I've been looking for all the missing pieces for the last year. And when I found it I realized how difficult it was going to be."

"You know there's a good chance that it will not work?" Severus turned and regarded Harry.

Harry scowled and the determination that Severus found so familiar flitted into his eyes, "Does that mean I shouldn't try?"

"No, but it means you shouldn't get your hopes up about the results."

"He's my best friend!"

"He hasn't been your best friend for three years and with your abysmal potion results I wouldn't put too much hope in store for what happens when he drink your potion."

He watched Harry's eyes glitter with anger, hurt and worst of all discouragement and felt a tinge of regret for causing that. "Screw you Snape!" he tossed his notes back down onto the table and turned to walk away.

Severus sighed annoyed with himself and went after Harry, "Potter! I'm just trying to make you be realistic. "

Harry spun around angrily, "No Snape you're trying to discourage me."

"Oh grow up Potter; you know that your best friend Ron has been as good as dead these last three years. I just don't think you should put much hope into thinking your potion will bring him back."

"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled angrily without thinking.

Severus flew back and hit a table; he slid down it and felt pain flow through his back.

Harry cursed and hurried over to Snape, "Oh...Shit. Snape I'm sorry." He was unaware that his hands were a running up and down Snape's back and arms. And he didn't seem to realize how close he was too Snape.

Severus looked up and realized how close Harry's mouth was to his, he shivered when he felt Harry touching him. He tried to focus on Harry's words and heard, "You just can be such a git sometimes. I mean I shouldn't have hurt you. But honestly why are you so cruel? I'm still sorry though Snape, and I completely understand if you don't want me to use you're lab anymore. But god you are such an arse."

The way Harry was talking so fast made Snape smirk, but what he was saying made him say, "Call me Severus…Potter." He waited and sure enough Harry's eyes widened at the shared memory.

Harry's hands froze and he realized that his earlier suspicions were true, somehow Snape knew about his dreams, in detail. He wanted to test it though so he whispered, "Call me Harry, Severus."

And when Severus smirked, Harry's blood boiled and he felt himself growing hard at the thought that Severus knew so much about his sex dreams. "How…?"

"Do you really care about that right now Harry?" Severus wound his hand into the hair on the back of Harry's head and narrowed his eyes on Harry's green ones, "Or do you want to make those dreams come true right now?"

"The last part…" Harry whispered hoarsely.

He felt Severus yank him forward and kiss him roughly. There was an edge of pain to the kiss but it just made Harry needier. He let Severus have control of the kiss for the first few moments but being the leader type he soon found himself fighting for control. But when he pushed, Severus pulled; when he wanted to deepen the kiss Severus lightened it.

He made a frustrated noise and was suddenly on his back with Severus above him, Severus sucked and nipped at Harry's throat and said, "Learn to control your emotions Harry."

"This is not a lesson, Professor."Harry growled sarcastically.

"Perhaps it should be." Severus chuckled darkly. He led a trail with his tongue down Harry's neck to the bit of chest that was revealed through the four open buttons. And when Harry tried to touch him and take control again, Severus quickly pulled his hands together over his head and tapped them with his wand. Thin silk cords tied Harry's hands together.

He looked at them and whispered, "Oh…"

Severus laughed darkly and kissed harry again, his lips and teeth were bruising against Harry's mouth, a small reminder of who was in charge. Harry moaned into his mouth and struggled against the bonds holding him. "Touch me Severus!"

He took pity on Harry and with a wave of his wand his clothes shredded and fell off. Harry looked down and gave Severus a look, "was that necessary?"

Taking in the sight of a naked Harry, Severus nodded heavily, "Very necessary." He dragged his index finger down Harry's chest, down his navel and through the trail of hair that led to Harry's erection. He raised an eyebrow when his eyes focused on Harry's erection.

"What're you thinking?" He heard Harry ask nervously.

"That maybe you had a reason to be a little overly confident." Severus winked at Harry who blushed at the first compliment he had gotten from Severus.

He couldn't say anything he just closed his eyes and felt Severus's hand hold him tightly. He began to move his hand slowly, so slowly that Harry felt like he was going to go mad with wanting more. Harry bit his lip and tried to move his hips into Severus's hand.

Severus just glared at him, "Do you want me to tie you up completely?"

Harry thought about it and smiled, "Mm no?"

"Are you sure Mr. Potter because if you want me too just ask."

"No, don't tie me up."

"Well that's not very polite now was it? I think you can ask a little nicer don't you?" Severus's pinky played with the Harry's slit, making him writhe around.

"Please…"

"Please what?"

Harry let out a colorful curse, "Please don't tie me up Severus, and please touch me again."

Severus slid down Harry's body and flicked the tip of his erection with his tongue. He heard Harry moan and gasp and repeated the move. And when he took him completely in his mouth he heard Harry make noises like he'd never heard before.

Harry's bound hands lowered on his head and he grabbed at Severus's hair. He pushed at the back of his head and hoped he wasn't being too rough. But apparently Severus could handle what he was giving him because he took him deep in his throat and sucked hard as he pulled his head back.

With a small grin Severus pulled back and listened to Harry's anxious panting, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes…"Harry whimpered his voice very hoarse. "I want to be on top Severus."

His voice was so no nonsense that Severus inclined his head, "Okay."

He tapped himself with his wand and his clothes were immediately off and folded on the table next to them, he heard Harry snort and say, "You couldn't have done that too me?"

He just grinned and lay back on the cold dungeon floor. "Go on, give me your best." He pointed his wand at the silk cords binding Harry's wrists and they disappeared.

Harry grinned and slowly stroked his way up Severus's surprisingly tight and muscular body. He got to his middle and licked up his thighs then close but not next to Severus's heavy, long erection. He felt the other man tremble and felt an odd pride at bringing the potions master to such a reaction. He teased his navel with his tongue and while he nipped at Severus's left nipple, his hand squeezed the right nipple. He sucked in the other and let his tongue circle it.

Snape was trying not to make any moaning sounds the whole time Harry was working on his nipples because he wanted to control at least one part of what was going on. But when Harry's naked body slid up his front and when Harry was positioning himself above his erection he couldn't help but let out a low groan.

Harry leaned in and began kissing him softly, and so sweetly that Severus was awed by how gentle and soft Harry's kiss was. In the next moment he was moaning into that mouth when Harry lowered himself onto him, and Severus couldn't help but feel like he was searing apart of himself into Harry.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the other man's face, his eyes were open and looking somewhat dazedly into his own, he was biting his lip while one hand pushed back his unruly black hair. He looked ethereal to Severus and he didn't want to take his eyes off of him.

Harry stared down at Severus and felt like his world was tipped upside down, he never could have imagined that Severus Snape would be looking at him in such a longing, needy and… trusting way. It lit his face up in such a beautiful way that Harry reached out and brushed the hair back from his lovers face just so he could stare into the endless black eyes.

And when he moved up and down both men shuddered and moaned. Snapes hands gripped Harry's thighs and he was pushing his hips up to drive even deeper into Harry's body. They moved frantically together, trying to be one as much as they could be.

Sensing how close Harry was to coming Severus pumped his hips harder and reached for Harry's erection which was dripping with white pre-come. He tugged on it and listened to Harry's answering yell, which made him tug even more.

Severus loosened his grip on Harry's cock and but held on just so he was touching him, his other hand lightly touched Harry's thigh. His sensitive hands practically tingled at the feel of the coarse black leg hair, soft skin and muscular thigh. He gripped it hard enough to leave marks after Harry pumped down on him in a particularly delicious way.

Harry winced but laughed too; he leaned in and pressed his mouth to the very tips of Severus's. He straightened, moved up and down and bit his lip to keep the pants and breathy moans from spilling out.

When Severus saw how close to coming Harry was his grip on his erection tightened and he slid his hand up and down. He felt his own orgasm growing closer and shivered but held off, wanting to see Harry come first.

Harry slid down Severus once more and gasped when his cum shot across Severus's navel. His hands were suddenly gripped by Severus's larger and much colder ones. Harry wondered how Severus seemed to know that he needed someone to ground him. He gasped loudly and closed his eyes; he let his mind get carried away by the sensations.

Severus watched Harry come and twined his fingers through Harry's rough and warm fingers. He let him ride through it before allowing himself to come next. He was noticeably louder than Harry with his yelling out and tightening his grip on the hands holding his. He jerked and felt himself fill Harry; he slumped back and let out a loud sigh.

Harry watched Severus orgasm and smiled lightly before lifting himself up and slowly pulling Severus out of him. He leaned in and pressed his body against the other man's body.

Together they breathed deeply and tried to calm their breathing down. Harry slid his hand out of Severus's grip and laid it on his chest next to his head, with a sigh he said, "Oh."

Severus chuckled darkly, "After six years here and all we taught you how to say is, 'Oh'?" he was fending off all the anxiety and awkwardness about what had just happened.

Harry rolled his eyes, "Mm well I never did have amazing sex on the dungeon floor, for you to have a chance to teach me about did I?"

"Amazing?" Severus couldn't help but grin wickedly.

"Are you telling me you don't think that that was amazing?" Harry lifted his head and stared into the black eyes mockingly, as if daring him to lie.

Severus pushed back the strands of black hair that were sliding into Harry's face, "I wouldn't say that no…"

"Good." Harry pecked Severus's lips and then frowned with a bit of effort. "How am I supposed to get back to my room with no clothes?"

Severus pushed him lightly back and sat up; he grabbed his wand and tapped Harry. A pair of his black robes suddenly clothed him. Harry looked down in surprise, before grinning lightly, "Thank you Sev."

Severus raised an eye brow at Harry and scowled, "Sev?"

"Yep, I'm going to call you Sev. Don't try to argue with me, you of all people know how pointless that is."

"Unfortunately I do." Sev rolled his eyes but didn't argue anymore. He roughly pulled Harry's hair and forced him to tip his head back. He bit at Harry's throat and sucked for several long moments. He pulled back and licked the red spot glowing on the other mans neck. He then pressed another bruising kiss to Harry's neck. Against his lips he whispered, "You are not to call me Sev in the proximity of anyone else, understood?"

Harry gulped, feeling as intimidated like he usually did around Severus, though this time it wasn't a bad feeling, it was a passionate feeling, something that warned him they were not finished with what they had begun. "Well of course, I'm not completely stupid…Sev."

Pressing a light, and nice kiss to Harry's mouth, Severus pretty much confirmed, (not to mention felt what Harry did) what Harry felt. "I really hope not Potter that would definitely ruin the mood."

Harry pushed him back and frowned, "You don't want me to call you Sev in public? Then you call me Harry, understand?"

Sev bit back a grin at Harry's order, it was just so hot and out of character, "I accept that proposal."

"Good. Now, I'm supposed to meet Hermione for lunch, so I have to go." He stood and offered a hand out to Sev. Surprisingly Sev took it and stood next to him, completely confident with his nakedness.

"You'll be back to work on the potion…tonight, yeah?"

"Aw, you sound like you want me to come back."Harry's eyes twinkled but he didn't allow Sev much time to feel awkward, he stood on his tiptoes and kissed Sev into almost being hard, "I'll be back."

He ran his hand soothingly across his back, and then walked away.

Sev watched him leave and couldn't help but grin at the way Harry winked at him before closing the dungeon door behind him. He didn't know what he was doing, but he knew he couldn't stop now that they were both involved in it. He shook his head and began to walk back to his chambers, he snorted, "Sev? God, leave it to him."