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Warning: this will be slash I have told you that right?
A/N So this is pretty much a filler, that was inspired by ReaperLuci. I want to thank you for the great review. I think you idea has great merit. That was the one path I had not thought of but I like that idea also. Currently my sister is trying to get me to write all of the options. She is like a plot bunny generator on crack. For me anyway. I just don't know when I'm going to get started on them anytime soon. But eventually I will get around to it. When the muse is right. And coffee is the best XP
Harry POV
His feet connected to the ground and his knees followed. The images played by fast almost like a side reel .he couldn't forget the feel of the men on him. The anger flowing off them. The logical part of him tried to remind him that Snape was not his uncle. That he had in fact saved him from his uncle. But the irrational part of him replied that he was still a death eater and enjoyed it. He curled up and felt his side hit the cold ground. His hands covered his ears as he attempted (and failed) to block out the small voice that whispered Snape cares.
And at this point he didn't.
Harry took a deep breath and released it. He repeated this until the blood stopped pounding in his ears. And he could sit up again without feeling like his world was collapsing.
Harry didn't know how long he had sat there; he just sat there listening to the water move against the shore. A slap on the water had him raise his eyes and he watched the giant squid play on the surface. He watched as the water surrounded and moved against the beast. And he felt like he should run. To get as far away as he could. He wanted to be alone. And here he never was.
Taking another deep breath he placed his hand on the ground he stood and walked into the forest the sounds of the playing squid fading behind him. He walked through the tall trees not paying attention to the shadows moving around him. He just kept walking deeper into the forbidden forest. The feeling of magic pushing over him made him push forward. He felt like he was walking through resisting water but he broke free. And once on the other side he stopped and turned around as sound broke through the forest.
Someone broke through the trees and stopped. Starring at him. The wards of Hogwarts separating them. They took a step forward and he took a step back. They hesitated, and briefly he wondered who it was before the hood lowered and ebony eyes looked at him. And he panicked. Turned around and ran; if it were not for the strong arms that surrounded him. For a moment he struggled and Snape said nothing. When he stopped resisting he felt the older man's breath on his neck. He breathed in his scent and his body relaxed. Snape sighed and just held him. For a few minutes they stoop like that before Snape sighed and Harry felt his head rest on his shoulder.
"Harry I'm sorry." The arms tightened around him. And he held his breath. "I was wrong to say what I did to act the way I did. It was wrong of me to…and you were right." The hands holding him turned him around and Snape scanned his face. Looking for some sort of emotion. "I have not given any indication that I deserve your respect. I have treated you horribly in the past and accused you of being something you aren't." Harry held his breath as the man looked at him. Ever part of him was screaming to relax into this man's arms, to let him hold him but his heart and mind told him to run from the pain. Hide. Get away. Snape used one hand to lift his chin making eye contacted. "Harry you are nothing like James Potter. It took me years to realize this and I'm sorry. You are nothing like Lily Evens." Harry pulled his face from the man's grip and looked away." Snape forced him to look again. "That is because you are you. Harry. You have your fathers' features and your mothers' eyes. His natural flight and her temper. But you are not defined by these. Because yes you are their son but you are so much more." Harry barely noticed when Snapes other hand left his side and came to rest on his cheek. He couldn't look away from the eyes boring into his. Snape rested his forehead against his. "Please don't go. "
Harry took a deep breath and brought his hand up to cover Snapes. He removed them from his face and lowered them. The long fingers curled around his hand as he looked at him. He was being pulled into two different directions. The man in front of him and the world behind. He closed his eyes and came to a decision. Something in him cried out. And he let the tightened his hands on the older man. A lone tear slid down his cheek as he opened his eyes. And he hesitated. Snape must have seen something in his eyes about what he was about to do. He shook off Harry's hands and placed them back on his cheek and closed the couple inches between them.
Harry felt complete. At peace as the older man's mouth touched his. He didn't resist as the lips mouth against his. He kissed him back. And he held on tight. But his resolve did not fall as Snapes Severus pulled his bottom lip into his mouth. His resolve didn't fall when heat burst through his body and he let out a breathy moan. When his tongue asked for entrance and he granted it his plan had not changed. When the two muscles danced and he clung to Severus' arms he told himself he had to. But in this moment he never wanted to let go. They pulled apart slowly both not realizing their eyes were closed as the blinked at the other. Harry grabbed the hands once again and stood firm. Something inside of him cracking. He looked into the ebony eyes; eyes that begged him to stay and he took a deep breath and let go with a burst of magic.
"I'm sorry, but I have too. "He took a step away from the frozen figure. Eyes still pleading. He took another step as he looked into the eyes. He told himself he had to. His bare foot stepped on a twig and he finally felt the silence of the forest. A look of anguish past through those eyes. Eyes that had never been so expressive. A tear fell down the pale cheek as he took another step. "I have to. I… "He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Thank you." He looked at the dark eyes and took a couple steps forward and wiped away the tear. "Thank you for seeing me." He reached forward and kissed the frozen lips then disappeared.
Behind In the forest a black clad figure fell to his knees as the spell released him and looked into the empty darkness. A sense of anguish sped through him. The glamour's dissolved and the forever twenty six year old potions master cried. A piece of him felt missing. A sob broke through his control. He missed the figure move from the shadows to embrace him.
"Oh Severus." The arms wrapped around his shoulders as the older women helped him stand. "Come on Severus. We need to get you to the castle."
The two walked back towards the wards and to the castle. While in London a young man sat against a wall in an alley and held his head. He didn't know why he felt such pain from leaving the man. Or why he cried for the loss. But he knew he had to do this. Severus was right. He wasn't ready.
But he would be.
A/N I know. Don't kill me. Now Harry doesn't hate Severus he forgave him but was still hurt and still needed to get away. So just don't kill me. Thank you for the recent reviews it is you guys that keep me writing. Actually I would continue writing but is you that's keeps me posting. This filler turned out longer than expected. Okay it's not really filler any more. Tell me what you think. Have a great weekend!