FORGIVEN Okay, this is my first HP fic...one shot...pairing:Harry/Snape...set after the occulmency lesson..my take ...I own nothing... " Enough...Enough." Harry watched as Snape drew closer to him, not quite knowing what he might do next. He hadn't intended to look into his professors mind, but what he saw made him sad. His father and god father, along with their friends, had bullied Snape terribly. Harry swallowed hard as Snape grabbed him by his collar. "Your lessons are at an end. Get out." Harry could tell by the expression on his professors face that he had definately crossed the line. He felt Snape let him go, but he did not move. "Professor..." Snape glared at him, or at least attempted to. He was feeling broken inside. He had never wanted anyone to know what happened in his past. "Potter, I told you to get out." Harry shook his head. " I'm sorry for..." Snape turned from Harry, not wanting him to see the sadness that had crossed his features. "GET OUT!" Harry still refused to move and instead lifted a shaking hand, placing it on Snape's shoulder. He felt the older man flinch slightly, but he did not pull away. "Professor, I'm sorry they did that to you. It was wrong of them. You didn't deserve that." Snape felt tears spring to his eyes, swallowing hard, not wanting them to fall. He had never thought that James Potter's son, of all people, would apologize to him for his father's wrongdoings. Harry stood there, waiting for Snape to say something, anything. He lowered his hand as the potions master turned to face him once more. Harry's eyes widened in shock. The man he had feared was now crying in front of him. Harry stepped forward and hugged him tightly, surprised when Snape hugged him back. He tightened his hold. "I swear I will tell no one professor." Snape let go of Harry after a moment and muttered what sounded like thank you. Snape thought Harry would leave after, but he didn't. He stood nearly nose to nose with him. Harry smiled at him. "It will all be fine Professor Snape. No one will ever know." Harry looked at the floor. There was one memory he had hoped Snape had seen, the one where he had told Hermione how much he loved him. Harry felt a hand gently lift his chin, then soft lips touched his. He wrapped his arms around one he thought hated him and shared an intimate and passionate kiss. Once the kiss broke, they stood there staring into each other's eyes. Harry was the first to speak. " What...does this mean professor?" Snape chuckled slightly. "If you truly want that answer, you must call me Severus. Only in private, of course." Harry smiled brightly at him. "What does this mean Severus?" Severus pulled Harry into his arms. "This means you are mine, if you will have me." Harry nodded. They spent what seemed like forever in each other's arms. Harry looked into his love's eyes. "Severus, I'm sorry I looked into your mind." Severus smiled and kissed his forehead. "You are forgiven." THE END hope you liked it