Chapter 16: The stuff dreams are made of...
(Disclaimer in chapter 1!)
Thank god it was Friday. Even though he had to spend it with Lyra, the day seemed promisingly short and to the point.
Later tonight, he remembered, is movie night. And he arranged for McGonagall to baby sit (or in other words, probably 'turn off' the doll with a secret magic code thing and leave it neglected) till tomorrow morning. He had a feeling that since the movie was for the six-seventh years, he should probably leave Lyra with a supervisor.
All in all, it has been a boring morning. What else could it be, if it even started with history of magic? Yawn.
After two hours of the dead man's tale (A/n: Nice, ay? Arrr!), he took Lyra down to the greenhouses for double Horology, with the Ravenclaws. To his relief, he was teamed up with the Patil twins, who worked well with him, and also complimented him on his new look.
"I didn't have the opportunity to ask you, why the sudden change? Not that you don't look, well, great, now with the long hair and all," Parvati blushed a little as she spoke, "but why not keep it short?"
"Oh, I just got sick of being the same old thing day after day, I suppose. It was a time for a change. 'The wind has shifted' and all that, you know."
"Well" Padma started, "I think you look really good, better then before- not that you didn't look good before," she added hastily, blushing madly.
Harry gave her a grin. "Yeah well, thanks."
Parvati smirked as she leaned to whisper into Harry's ear. "So, Harry. Is it true?"
Harry frowned. "Is what true?"
The young woman smiled mischievously, "You know," she nudged him, "you and our lovely red head. Did you and she sleep together or was it just rumors?"
A smirk of his own appeared on Harry's face. "Why? Jealous?"
The Gryffindor's eyes widen. "You didn't! OMG!!" As she squealed the last, Professor Sprout yelled for silence.
Wide eyed, Padma turned to Harry. While not much of a gossip like her sister, she too had a flare for the 'art'.
"How was it?" Harry raised an eyebrow before leaning down and whispering in her ear "It was the stuff dreams are made of."
Well, more like nightmares in my case, Harry fought a shudder away. Eww, sleeping with Ginny, yuck!
Before either one could comment, the bell sounded and Harry hurried away, thinking that he should probably tell Ginny what just happened, before she'll kill him.
After all she is a red head.
He frowned wondering where she was, before grinning as he saw Colin creepy heading for the great hall from the doorway to the dungeons.
Well, everyone expect me to wait up for Ginny now that we are 'seeing' one another.
He walked to the doorway and entered the almost empty room.
The minute he came in, most of the girls caught the sight of him and burst out in giggles and shared grins. One turned to Ginny and pointed Harry out with a wink.
Ginny could be such a great actress, Harry thought as he returned the almost painful hug the girl throw at him.
"HARRY!" She grinned at him before kissing him on the cheek, much to the surrounding girl's smiles and sighs.
"They're like the perfect couple!" One whispered to her friend and both Harry and Ginny pretended not to hear as they smiled at one another warmly.
"Weasley, Potter, unless you wish for me to regurgitate my breakfast, I suggest you stop this disgusting show of affection now." A cold voice broke them apart.
Harry blushed red as he tried to avoid the professor eyes. Ever since PE, Harry has basically removed his presence from Severus' life. The embarrassment from that time had put him off for a while, and he decided that until he had a perfect plan to seduce Snape, he should just look and not touch.
Snape frowned at the boy, wondering before turning to Weasley and the rest of the girls in his classroom. "Leave!" He needn't have said anything else as the minute they noticed his presence, some had already ran away in fear of a detention.
Hmm, and they are supposed to be Gryffindors.
"As for you two. Anymore of these sick displays and you will be punished severely, especially you Potter. Understood?" Snape's eyes narrowed with an unrecognizable flare when the boy merely blushed hard and didn't answer.
"Yes professor Snape." Ginny grinned as she took Harry's hand in hers, and caressed his cheek with the other, "It's just that- we are so in love with each other!"
Harry frowned at her; she was never like this. Ginny catching his thoughts, gave a roll of her eyes. When that didn't make Harry understand, she pointedly moved her head to the side.
Harry frowned. What's her problem? She looks like she's pointing…..
Harry turned his eyes to watch the floor near the door, his eyes widening a friction when a familiar looking shadow was spotted.
Understanding Ginny's attempts, he smiled. "Yes, I mean, I always liked Ginny, but there was just something more about her since the start of the year, it's like I'm bewitched by the witch or something."
From the corner of his eye, Harry saw the shadow tense just like Ginny did.
Yep, defiantly a good actress.
"Awww, Harry! Like I would do that to you, sweetie! You're merely under my love spell!" Harry nodded obediently before speaking. "Yes dear, enchanted by you." And the shadow came forth.
"Well, it's so lovely seeing young couples expressing their love for one another in these dark times, don't you agree, Severus?" Albus Dumbledore's voice spoke.
Ginny gave the man a dazzling smile, "Hello Professor Dumbledore!" Harry just nodded.
"Hello, how are you in this fine morning?" He took in the look of Harry standing next to Ginny while the redhead held the young plastic baby in her arms.
The young girl was right, they do look like the perfect couple, was the thought Harry caught on from the old man's mind before he let himself get back to the conversation at hand.
"….shouldn't be a bother, right, Severus?" He looked at Ginny who tightened her grip on his hand, before dragging him away.
"Goodbye, Headmaster." She called out before slamming the door closed.
"Phew, that was close," she wiped the sweat off from her brow. "Why did you come to see me, Harry?"
Harry shrugged. "I wanted to see him." He didn't have to say who.
Ginny snickered, "Well, you certainly made an impression, I would think…" She broke of in laughter.
Harry slapped her arm. "You prat."
The girl rolled her eyes. "Look who's talking."
She went and sat by his side in the Gryffindor table, wondering about the giggles that came when she caught the looks from Parvati.
"Um, Harry?"
"Mmm…?"
"Why are the world's biggest bimbos looking at us and laughing?"
Harry froze before whispering the story into her ear.
Ginny didn't move for several seconds before a scary look came on her face.
"Ginny?" The girl didn't answer as she stood up and made her way to the slytherin table, stopping right where the slytherin trio (now quartet) sat, before sitting as well.
Harry followed her there; aware of the looks everyone sent both him and her.
Ginny smirked as she leaned over to Draco and gave him a kiss on his cheek, much to an angry Blaise's annoyance.
Speaking loudly, she made sure everyone heard as she said "Thank you Draco, for taking care of Lyra so Harry and I could have an evening alone together."
Harry winched hard when he heard that. The reason came in three, two, one…
"POTTER! YOU SLEPT WITH MY SISTER!! YOU'RE DEAD!!" Ron Weasley's voice bombarded the silence and Harry ducked quickly when a spell came his way.
How is it, that the only times Ron manages a spell right, is when he's pissed? (Not counting second year).
Oh, Ginny's so dead, He thought as he ran out of the hall, an angry Weasley behind him.
Though, I did kind of deserve it. Nah.
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Harry walked back into the hall, lunch almost over; some looked at him in amusement but other with frowns, especially as he headed to the slytherin table where Ginny still sat.
Speaking of the girl… "How are you still alive? I thought Ron was going to kill you for sure…or at least, chase you to the owlery and back."
Harry gave her a grin. "Oh, Ron? Well, he seemed to have surprisingly slipped into a huge pile of owl shit that appeared out of nowhere. I mean it was stinking huge, and dripping and-"
"Potter!" Draco glared as he pushed his almost empty plat away, "I'm not hungry anymore."
Harry shrugged as he grabbed said plate. "Really? Wonder why?"
Blaise shook his head and Julia pulled a feather out of Harry's hair.
"Are you ready for movie night?" Julia asked feeling jealous that they would get to see movies while they had PE, (the first years movie night, was only tomorrow).
Harry couldn't answer; his attention, as well as everyone else's in the whole had turned upward where a lone owl appeared- a really familiar owl.
The dark, brown owl landed in front of his plate and stuck his leg out, panting harshly.
Harry realized why, when he saw the package the animal carried.
He frowned and opened it with slightly shaking fingers (in excitement, not fear, Harry told himself).
He gasped when the led came off, though not totally as he didn't want everyone to see what was in the box. (Julia was already sending him knowing looks.)
"I got to try this on," He whispered to himself, though everyone heard him in the silence of the hall.
Closing the lid while blushing madly, Harry coughed as he exclaimed lamely, "Wow! What awesome quiddich books I got!" He held the box to his chest as he jumped from his seat, aware of the searching eyes.
Quickly gripping the attached paper that Ginny had almost grabbed onto, Harry almost tripped in his hurry to get out of the hall, and to his dorm, ASAP.
Unfortunately, fate was not on his side because as he hurried out the door, he didn't see someone entering it, someone he bumped into. (A/n: feeling a sense of de-ja-vu?)
Snape.
Dammit, Harry cursed into his thoughts as he fell hard on his ass. Ignoring the laughter that followed his fall, Harry dashed to grab the box, whose lid had started to come of, and you could see the pink wrapping paper that was inside it.
"Potter!" Snape growled as he picked himself from the floor, and took in the boy's expression and the not-discarded-anymore package, before speaking.
"What a big package you have."
The boy gasped in shock as he stared wide eyes at the man, was it possible he saw? He wondered before he nodded hastily, "Thank you sir," and ran the hell out of the hall.
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Well, maybe Ginny was right about making an impression. Harry thought as he sat on his bed, safe that this time he won't be interrupted by someone opening his door.
Thank god for good spells, he added as he placed his wand on his dresser.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Harry nervously opened the box, gasping when the lid came off completely.
"Jonathan, I think I fell in love with you." He sighed as he took in the toy that lay in the middle of the pink and purple wrapping paper.
Long, thick and in a dark blue color, it lied there, looking for all the world like it was a majestic crown or expansive jewelry.
Harry pulled it out with trembling fingers, frowning when he saw the attached tube and when reaching into the box, a pumping machine.
Confused and slightly horny, Harry turned to the note:
To my Harry,
We'll be using this in the next movie. figured you should learn how to use it before.
Hope you'll have fun…actually, I know you will.
Think of it as an early paycheck (you'll get that as well, don't worry).
P.s: the pump goes on the tube; I'll let you figure out what comes next.
Enjoy,
Jonathan.
Harry's eyes went big as did his cock, and he hastily pulled his pants off as the restriction made him feel uncomfortable.
His hands were still shaking a bit as he looked at the toy that lay so innocently beside him (he placed it back down in order to read the note).
Can the toy really do that? But Harry knew that he was going to have to see it for himself.
Moaning, he started wetting his fingers with his saliva, imagining the fingers in his mouth to be Severus' cock.
When he felt that they were wet enough, he pulled them out with a slight popping sound.
He shivered in anticipation when he circled his hole with just one of them, before gasping when he allowed the digit entrance.
He wasn't all that tight, not after all the movies he made, but there was still some resistance when he tried adding another finger.
When he felt as if he was ready, he added yet another one, moaning as he brushed his sweet spot.
Sighing, Harry groaned hard, thanking whoever invented silencing charms in his mind, as a fourth finger entered him.
Pulling all out, several minutes later, and panting from the need cursing in his veins, Harry picked the toy up, hastily attaching the pump to it.
When he shoved the toy in, Harry gasped loudly, not as loud as the groan he gave the minute he started pumping it.
Practically arching of the bed, from sheer pleasure, Harry mewled and shrieked as he fucked himself hard.
When he came, not even ten minutes later, he couldn't get embarrassed due to panting and breathing too harshly for that.
But when he saw that he was still hard, he grinned, glad that as a teenager he could pretty much get a hard-on by rubbing up against a tree, before he started again.
This time he started firstly by tracing his nipples, moaning as he played with them; pinching and rolling them in his palm.
When he couldn't take it anymore he slowly traced his hand downwards, firstly playing with his pubes, liking the feeling of fingers running through his hairs.
Tracing his hands downwards he completely bypassed his prize as his hands reached to his hole, the one that was still filled with the toy.
Grabbing the base of said toy, Harry moaned hard when he felt his still sensitive walls clenching at the slight move he gave before twitching as it was slowly pulled out with his hands. Slowly, because he loved the sensation, given both with a real cock and a fake one, of his ass muscles both pushing out the invading figure yet holding on hard as it strained to keep the cock inside. A feeling, Harry knew he would never grow tired of.
When the toy was freed at last, Harry didn't wait a single moment for relaxation before he slammed it back in, screaming when he immediately grazed his prostate.
"Oh god," Harry couldn't help but hiss as he started slowly fucking himself with the toy, because teenager or not, he knew that if he'll go any faster now, he would come too soon and he really didn't want it over, not yet anyway.
Harry whimpered as he finally allowed his cock to be touched. "Oh," his mouth formed the perfect shape of the word as he gave his cock long, hard and firm strokes while the other hand moved rhythmically between his legs, and then….
Then it was like he was in one of his movies again. Feeling the guy's cock brushing his prostate, banging against his balls with every thrust, moaning as he bagged, both mentally and out loud, for "More, oh god, please more, I need it!" And oh how he needed it.
Harry could feel it pushing at him, could feel the pull that started from his toes, burning his way up his legs to his thighs, balls and finally his cock.
When he came again, the name he screamed made the only difference between now and his movies, and as he lay in his bed, drained and sedated, Harry mused on it.
Severus.
The one he wanted more than all.
The one he had to have, and would do anything to have.
Severus.
His passion, his life, his heart's desire.
Simply Severus.
And he was going to have him soon, and the man better be ready.
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Standing in front of his mirror- regular one, not the talking kind- he straightened out his outfit. He was wearing the black jeans he got in the wardrobe department from his last movie, a black shirt to fit, and black shoes.
He looked in the mirror and smirked.
"I have this feeling…" he said to himself, tapping his lips with his finger. He then stretched, raising his hands to their full height and standing on his toes. He instantly moaned, the voice coming from deep inside him.
"…that tonight's movie…" He then bent over and touched his toes, for good measure, and another moan escaped his lips.
He straitened up and took a lollipop from a pack of sweets he picked up from the kitchens some time ago, and stuck it in his mouth.
"…is going to be especially interesting tonight."
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A/n: first of all, ATTENTION! Rock Junkie has published her one-of-a-kind, PWP/one-shot story; Watch Your Ass, Potter! You better go see it; it'll blow your mind! (And other things, if you beg…) it's on our profile, so go read it right now! (After you review, of course.)
DikiCat: you do realize you're commercializing your story? Basically selling it away, just to get more reviews?
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RockJunkie grins: oh yes, you would like to see that, wouldn't you? but oh well on to other announcements….
DikiCat has thought of killing her school classmates because they are annoying her quite a lot. Shame she has great control…… but seriously if one asks for private lessons then one should wait to hear the basics of a topic before wanting to find out everything else, otherwise he wouldn't understand, would he? But nooo why would they? Stupid, incompetent fools the lot of them.
Speaking of which, DikiCat and RockJunkie are in the end of their school year sooo updates will be later then usual. Though, considering that DikiCat has already received over two tests back, both with perfect scores (and considering its math and electronics and English- but I'm not counting the last) it will still be great.
DikiCat wanted to take a moment and ask her readers (those who read her stories under her nickname B2J) to tell them the good news, she has written (computer and notebook) the next episodes for 'fate is a bitch' and 'going from the start'…. So you'll have something more to look forward to.
As well as the fact that once I'll finish loading the Lucius/Harry/Severus story into the computer it will come out as well (not my fault- or maybe it is, should have written it on the computer in the first place, but then what would I have done in math class?) and RockJunkie showed me the first sketch of the sequel to her story- the hot one, with Draco screwing Harry in it….don't remember? Read it!! I don't care if you already did…do it again!! Now!! No wait, not right now, finish this a/n first and then….good. (DikiCat wonders if the readers have understanding problems while shaking her head at her thoughts).
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