Disclaimer- see previous chapter.

Authors note- hello my awesome readers. This chapter kind of reveals some hints on Harry's creature. It also goes in depth of how much Harry needs Severus, and how much Severus has come to care for Harry. This is just kind of a relationship-building chapter. I hope you like it, ENJOY.

Chapter 4

The next morning I awoke to a horrid headache. I reached my hand out over the nightstand to find my glasses and knocked something over. It fell to the floor with a loud 'Crack!' I groaned, 'fantastic' I thought to myself as I heaved into a sitting position and quickly looked over he side of the bed, trying to see what fell. I gasped when I saw the picture of mom and dad. I reached down carefully, as not to cut myself, and brought the photo into my lap. I stared into their smiling faces and felt my eyes water. 'No!' I scolded myself. I was done being weak. I cast a quick wandless Repairo before setting the picture back onto the nightstand.

I threw the covers back and climbed out of bed. I slid on some sweats and a thin t-shirt before heading down stairs, trying to mentally prepare myself to face Severus. As I entered the kitchen, my eyes fell on a folded sheet of paper. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was addressed to me. I opened it cautiously and began to read.

Dear Harry,

I had to go back to Hogwarts for a meeting; I will be gone for a few days. However, do not be fooled in thinking I have forgotten that I will be tutoring you in Potions. After all, I know it is your favorite subject. I shall return as soon as I am able.

Severus.

My hand trembled as I let the short letter fall to the table. He's gone… 'Yes, but only for a few days!' I reminded myself urgently. I felt something in me screaming for him, but stomped it down, throwing it to the back of my mind. I could live with out the man at my disposal I told myself. However, I knew the truth. I did need him, or want for a better term. I wanted him to kiss me, and hold me. With him, I am safe. I sighed and sunk down into a chair. Not even realizing I was seeing clearly without my glasses, or that my once to long sweats now fit perfectly. I lowered my head to my naked arms. "This is going to be a very long few days…" I murmured.

xXx

For the next few days, I busied myself with cleaning the basement. My goal was to convert it into a potions lab for Severus, as an 'I'm sorry gift.' I spent most of my time in the dark room, cleaning it manually. I knew Severus would bring ingredients and Cauldrons, so I did not worry about those. I was however, worried he wouldn't like it. I told myself even if he hated it, it wouldn't matter, because I didn't care what he thought, but that was so far from the truth it scared me a little. I was so busy shoving a large table around that I didn't notice someone entering the room.

"What are you doing Potter?"

I froze as the deep voice I had come to love washed over me. I turned, leaning against the table I had just been struggling with. "Severus…" I whispered.

He gave me a half-hearted sneer before replying. "Yes, Potter, who else would it be?"

I blushed and looked down at my feet, suddenly finding them insanely fascinating.

"Uh, well…"

He chuckled and I brought my head up and peered at him through my bangs.

I felt a warmth blossom in my chest, accompanied by a fierce hunger. I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck, burying my head in his chest, and inhaling his heavenly unique scent. His body tensed, then relaxed, and I felt his arms circle around me, returning the embrace.

"You are taller." He commented not letting go of his hold.

I nodded, "I think I went threw a growth spurt, I had to spell my pants longer so they fit."

"A growth spurt? Harry you have grown over 4 inches in four days."

I looked up at him, and saw the concern in his eyes.

"You're not wearing your glasses either." He added.

I sighed, after the first day he left I realized I had not been wearing them.

I nodded, "My glasses make things blur now." I explained. Severus frowned slightly but didn't comment, but I knew what he was thinking. "You think this has something to do with me being able to call for you, don't you?" I already knew the answer, so I was not surprised when he responded, "yes."

I pressed my nose against him and inhaled deeply, trying to calm my nerves.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled against his chest.

He put his hand beneath my chin, lifting my face so he could look into my eyes, "why are you sorry?" he asked.

I shrugged. "For everything. The past, the other night…"

Severus creased his brows, "The past was my mistake, as was the other night. You have nothing to apologize for."

I stayed silent a moment before responding. "Yes I do."

"And what is that?" he murmured.

I couldn't help myself. "this." I whispered as I leaned up and captured his lips in a gentle, but demanding kiss. Severus moaned and pulled my tighter against him as he deepened the kiss. I arched my back and ran a hand through his surprisingly soft hair, the other going to the back of his neck, as I flicked my tongue out and stroked his bottom lip. He opened his mouth to me, and let me explore and devour him. I pulled away when the need for oxygen became too great. We were both breathing heavily. I let my fingers tease the hair at the nap of his neck, as I rested my forehead against his shoulder.

"This room," I began, "it's for you."

I knew he was surprised and I pictured him looking around, analyzing it.

"It's for when you brew potions. I figured you would be more comfortable in a dungeon, and this is the best I could do…"

Severus lifted my head and examined my eyes before kissing my briefly. "It's perfect." He murmured against my lips. I smiled, happy to be in his arms.

Over the next few weeks, we would be spending many hours in this room, brewing potions together, and sharing sweet and passionate kisses.

Ok, so this one is a little shorter than the first couple of chapters, but this seemed like a good place to stop. Its finals week for me, so any time I get to write I am happy with.

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