Wise words of Potter

"Hurry up," he bit out as the damned woman made a spectacle of undressing him so slowly he was sure a week would go by before he was void of robes.

His head was hazy, cloudy, and he could not get the right judgement, he felt as if she should be pushing her off and screaming at her to get out of his office, but his mouth could just not form the words.

He groaned as she pushed his robes and shirt off of his shoulders, exposing his bare chest to her. She pushed him back roughly in his chair running her tongue from his belly button to his collar bone before placing a needy kiss on his lips.

She had been pining after him for a long time, the many years they had casual sex had taken it's toll on her and she was craving more, she did not care what she had to do to get it, destroy his relationship with Hermione was her top priority, she wanted him for herself. When she got news of his return to Hogwarts as Headmaster it only fuelled her want for him further a man like Severus needed a real woman like herself and not a little school girl like Granger.

He pushed her away for a moment looking her up and down, yep, he could not wait to sink himself into that. He shook his head, why was he thinking like this, he had someone, someone he loved and here he was about commit infidelity and he could not force himself to stop even if he wanted.

Standing up he grabbed her roughly on her hips, forcing her to turn around so her back was to him. Grabbing her hair he forced her to bend over roughly, her face inches away from the desk, knuckles turning white keeping a tight grip on her hair.

Forcing his foot between her ankles he kicked her legs apart, "Ugh, can you not be so rough."
"Do not talk slut, unless you are spoken to from here on in." He pulled her head back a few inches and let it go again. His old death eater instincts kicking in, he missed the real rough sex of his latter years, but was not sure Hermione would take to kindly to it so never even tried.
Running a hand up under her dress and along the swell of her ass he sunk a long finger into her pussy, so hot and wet, he would enjoy this.

Pulling himself from his pants, his cock throbbed, aching to feel the tight velvet walls around him. Grasping her hips so tightly he was sure they would bruise up later on, a glimpse of something on his arm caught his sight. He felt like throwing up, how could he even think of doing this.

He shoved the woman away roughly, disgusted in himself, "Get out, get away from me you bitch."
Not sure what had over come him to get that far with her anyway, the reminder or Hermione sure jolted him out of his near hit.

He watched as the woman stood up and scurried from the room, eyes wide with shock, hair looking unkempt and worn, where had she gone wrong?

A haughty sigh passed his lips as he quickly began to re-dress, he let the woman touch him, kiss him. He held his head in his hands, he had touched her. How could he do such a thing, would he tell her? Could he tell her? How would she take it? She would leave him for sure, he could not have that, he loved her too much to lose her, but then some would say he did not love her enough to do what he had done.
He paced the room backwards and forwards for a few minutes trying to think, he felt like shit, he thought perhaps he should throw himself off the Astronomy tower, only implication there was he would have to pass Sinistra on the way.

A knock on his door seen him stop pacing, quickly he made an attempt to finish clasping his buttons, fumbling, shaky hands failed the task they were set. He felt like sinking into the floor when he saw who it was, off all the people in the entire castle, it had to be Potter didn't it what were the odds, and he did not even live in the bloody castle, talk about bad luck.

He laid his shaky hands to rest, trying to put on his best snide sneer he felt he failed, only managing a sad smile.
The look on Potters face said it all, disgust and shame, never the less he would push that aside for the moment.

"And what Potter do you wish to nag me about," He sounded annoyed.
"You ass hole, Severus Snape, you dirty bastard." Harry drew himself up to full height, looking the other man in the eyes, poking a finger into his chest. Never in a million years did Harry think he would ever stand up to Severus Snape like this, it was amazing what someone could do when they knew their friend would be hurt.

Severus held his hands up submissive. "And what Potter is it that I am supposed to of done that has caused you to let your tongue give me lashing?" Innocent until proven guilty?
"Don't give me that innocent shit, Snape." He snorted, how could he even think of denying it.
"You were up here, sticking one up that slut while Hermione is in your chambers worried sick. I told her not to worry, you were a good guy and all, would never do that and she had nothing to worry about. I can see I was grossly misinformed of your character. I trusted you." He let out a mock laugh. "Yes, Severus Snape, I Harry Potter trusted you, laugh if you must."

"I did not sleep with her Potter, please do get your facts straight," His voice was bored, but the guilt was gnawing away at him.

"Oh so when I passed her, lipstick smeared and hair askew, that was just a coincidence. And then I get in here and you are clearly redressing yourself, whilst thinking of the repercussions of your actions shown by your shaking hands and blatant lies."

Damn Potter and his observations, the man was too smart for his own good. "Think what you wish."

"Oh I will think what I know, I will go back and tell one of my best friends that her husband to be is nothing but a cheating liar. It will break her heart, but at least I will be there for her, because I am not too busy with other women."

Severus chuckled "Potter you will never be busy with a woman." Harry just cocked an eyebrow, if it was any other situation he would have found it funny, but not right now.

He watched as Potter turned and headed for the door, taking in a deep breath, the boy trusted him, had trusted him, could he trust him and confide in him? He did not want him running off to Hermione and mouthing off facts that were not true.

"Potter wait." He stopped, turning around he met the pleading eyes of his ex potions master, ex enemy and now friend.

"Please Potter."

Harry shook his head, he was not sure why he was doing this. Severus sat in his chair, Harry sat in the chair Sinistra had been in when she first arrived.
An awkward silence passed them, each keeping their own thoughts to themselves. Severus trying to form the words he wished to say in his head before spilling them to Potter.

"I did not sleep with her," His words calm

"Bull shit," He met his calmness.

"It is true." He nodded.

Potter raised a brow at this response, perhaps he was telling the truth? The man could be trusted that much was sure.

"Well, why did I walk into the situation I walked into?"

Silence again. Words swirling around his head, threatening to spill out as word vomit, he had to school himself not to blurt out everything at once.

"Oh fuck Potter, what have I done." Were the only words he could end up speaking. Running a shaky hand through his hair.

"What have you done?" Was his only response. He was intrigued.

"I have fucked up." Holding his head in his hands he let Potter use his imagination for a while.

If he did not sleep with the woman, where abouts did he fuck up? Harry was confused, the man was making no sense and he wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"I let her touch me Potter, I kissed her. Fuck I... I …. Touched her." He chocked on his words as he thought of the implications his actions could bring his relationship with Hermione. He was going to loose her, that was it his happiness would be over, forever alone a cold and bitter man, growing old and dying with no one around. He would have to remember never to get a cat, he would end up as cat chow when he died, otherwise. Once the cat got hungry he was sure it would start snacking on his corpse. Oh god, why did he do it.

"Touched her?" Harry questioned, he needed a little more to go on.

"Touched her... Sexually," he trailed off.

"Sexually?" He cocked his head to the side, needing more information.

"I shoved a finger up her, there I said it, happy?"

Harry blushed like a school girl in sex ED, he stared at the floor biting his lower lip, he did not really know what to say too that. It took him a while to gain his composure, trying to find the words of comfort and wisdom the man was clearly after. He looked like he was about to ball his eyes out, Snape did not cry, Harry could not sleep at night if he had an image of the balling man in his thoughts.

"Well the way I see it. You have two options, you can tell her the truth... And see how she takes it and risk winding up alone for the rest of your life. Or lie to her having the guilt eating away at you for the rest of your mortal life, till it drives you crazy you crack and end up in a crazy house. "
"So insightful Potter." He sneered, the boy was an emporium of wisdom.

He only nodded, he believed the man now he had explained himself and those were the only two options he could think of.

"Of course, you always run the risk of Sinistra telling Hermione what happened, and who would she rather hear it from...You or her?"

Was that a rhetorical question? Potter was impossible sometimes.

"I wont tell Hermione what happened, I will the choice up to you. You confided in me I believe you and now the onus is solely on your shoulders."

He got to his feet and began to walk out, stopping at the door her turned to say "You are a smart man Severus Snape, I trust you will make the right choice." Closing the door behind him he left the man to choose the right path in the matter.

A/N: Phew! I cannot believe all the reviews I got with 24 hours. Wow it just blew me away! 90% wanted him to send her on her merry way. 10% of you wanted me to send her on her way but for him to have some sort of interaction with her before he did...I went for that option!

Even thought he forced himself to stop, he is still beating himself up about how far he let the situation escalate.
Now... Does he tell her the truth or does he go on about his life as if nothing happened?

Aliasmel