Hello beautiful people!

So, I'm going to be trying to make more thought-out chapters.

I try to make each of my chapters at least 1000 words, but from now on I think you will get better written, longer chapters.

So let's try this out!

On with the Snarry!

Chapter 5

So, there stood Harry. He was in a dimly lit corridor, standing outside the closet in which Snape had dragged him in, and kissed him. And he, Harry Potter, had cheered because a professor kissed him.

Harry could almost hear Dumbledore's voice in his head.

Oh, what great news Harry! How wonderful! I am so proud that you have taken this to the next level! I cannot wait to see where you two take it…

Harry shuddered at the sheer awkwardness of this thought.

Voices echoed from down the corridor, but Harry didn't seem to hear them. He was still standing in the middle of the floor, stunned and very ecstatic.

As three Hufflepuff students came around the corner, Harry realized what he must look like, standing there with ruffled hair and red lips.

He quickly leaned against the wall, like he was supposed to be there. But, he probably still looked like he did exactly what he, well, did.

"Yeah, I heard too! I heard it was Mcgonagall…" Harry heard the first Hufflepuff, a girl in braids, say in a hushed voice.

"Really? Mcgonagall? I don't know, but I heard it was Sprout," said the short boy with squinty eyes and a raspy voice.

"Guys, obviously it's not Mcgonagall or Sprout. I got from the direct source that it was-" the third boy, who was tall and skinny, was cut off when he noticed Harry.

All three of the students' faces were blank. The girl stepped forward, giving a very forced and nervous smile. Harry just stared.

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but shut it quickly, deciding better of it.

The boy with the squinty eyes muttered something and stalked off, and the tall boy followed.

"S-s-sorry, I'm really sorry," the girl said, running off after the boys.

Harry passed a bathroom and walked in, forcefully shoving oven the door. He walked up to the cracked mirror. His hair was sticking up more than usual, and his lips were cherry red; maybe he did need some chapstick.

Harry used his hands to flatten out his hair as much as he could, but it honestly was no use. He decided to just go to the Great Hall and just hope no one would notice.

As he entered the Great Hall, the Slytherin table was once again snickering. Harry subconsciously smoothed his hair and touched his lips.

He sat down to eat his eggs and ham, and pretended that nothing had happened.

As he was leaving the Great Hall, he bumped into the Hufflepuff girl in braids that he been 'talking' to earlier.

"Oh. Hi." She said quietly.

"Um, hi." Harry said, confused.

"Um, I'm Mina. I'm sorry about earlier, I j-just-"

"Didn't think I could hear you?"

"Yeah…"

Mina looked down and shuffled her feet. Harry instantly felt bad for her.

"I mean, it's fine. I don't really care." Harry said, trying to make her feel better.

Mina looked up. "Good. Well, I should go. Maybe we can talk sometime?"

Harry nodded and gave her a small smile. Mina waved and walked through the doors to the Great Hall. Ron and Harry made their way to History of Magic.

"Whoa mate, the girls are all over you," Ron chuckled at his own joke.

Harry looked over and gave Ron the you-know-I'm-gay-so-don't-even-start look.

Ron just laughed and Harry rolled his eyes.

"What did she do earlier?" asked Ron.

"Nothing, I'll tell you later."

"Alright."

Harry honestly didn't want to tell anyone about what had happened in the closet. He didn't even want to think about Snape or Mina or anyone.

Harry sat down next to Ron, and as Ron was about to ask Harry about something, Professor Binns flew through the chalkboard and class was started.

After class, Ron, Harry, and Hermione had a free period, so they went and sat down under the big tree by the lake.

Harry explained to Ron and Hermione what had happened with Snape and Mina. Ron found the whole thing hilarious, but Hermione was actually quite serious.

"Shut up Ron," Hermione said as Ron was sniggering.

"Come on! He snogged Snape! Snape!" Ron said, close to bursting.

Harry turned very red and Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.

Suddenly a shadow casted over where they were sitting, and the trio looked up.

There stood Mina, a wide smile on her face.

"Hi Harry!"

"Hey Mina. Um, this is Ron," Harry gestured to Ron. "And Hermione."

Mina waved. "Hey Harry, do you want to walk with me?"

"Uh, sure."

Hermione nudged Harry and Harry stood up, even though he was reluctant to go on a walk with someone who Harry didn't particularly like.

Harry thought it was awkward to be around Mina, but Mina acted as though they had been friends since they were kids.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything, but, is it actually true what people are saying about you and a professor being…together?" Mina asked, fiddling with her hands.

"Well, uh…Kind of-"

Harry was cut off by a gasp from Mina. Harry looked over, and her pale blue eyes were wide, and her hand was covering her mouth.

Harry just shrugged and kept walking. Mina ran to catch up, and Harry just tried to walk faster. He honestly just didn't like Mina. Something about her he just didn't like. Maybe it was just how nosy she was.

But Harry didn't want to seem mean, so he just decided to deal with her.

"Wow! I didn't think it was true! Who is it? Wait…Never mind. You don't have to tell me. Unless you want to. Do you want to? It would be awesome if you wanted to. I won't tell." Mina said this all very quickly.

"I have to get back to class now," Harry mumbled, quickly walking off.

"Wait!" He heard Mina yell after him, but Harry just walked faster. He didn't want Mina to know anything, he barely knew her.

Harry just decided he would go to potions early and Ron and Hermione would meet him there.

Potions.

Harry was the first student in the potions room. Snape was sitting at his desk grading papers.

"Potter." Snape said simply, not looking up.

Harry just mumbled something inaudible and sat down at his desk.

"How was your morning Potter?" Snape asked, looking up at Harry.

"Strange."

"Yes, I agree."

Snape looked as though he was going to say something else, but Ron and Hermione walked in and sad down next to Harry.

Harry looked at Ron, and Ron gave a hearty wink and then chuckled.

Once again, Harry just rolled her eyes.

Today in potions they were making the Draught of Peace. As usual, Snape just wrote the directions on the board and kept grading papers.

Ron, Harry and Hermione chatted s they made their potions. Hermione was much far ahead, and it looked like her potion was looking the nice shade of silver that it was supposed to, and Harry's was a deep shade of green.

As Harry added powdered moonstone, he must have added top much, as the potion exploded all over him, soaking his hair and his robes.

Snape immediately stood up and stiffly walked towards Harry.

"Potter," Snape said, giving Harry a look.

Harry looked up at Snape, His green eyes meeting Snape's black ones.

"Potter, please come to the back with me. We need to clean you up."

Harry slowly stood up and walked into the back room with Snape. The 'back room' just turned out to be a small, dark and musty closet that Harry hadn't noticed before.

Harry couldn't see, and he was just standing there. He felt Snape take his hand and begin to lick the spilled potion off of Harry. Snape's rough tongue trailed across Harry arm.

Harry gave a small moan that echoed off of the walls of the small room. Harry bent down and met Snape's lips. Harry felt Snape's tongue dance around the inside of his mouth and Harry returned.

Snape tore off Harry's robes and unbuttoned his shirt. Snape's tongue trailed across Harry's chest and Harry moaned louder. Harry then helped Snape removed his shirt, and Harry's hands were exploring around Snape's chest.

Pretty soon, Harry was on top of Snape, and they were locked in a passionate kiss. As they came up for breath, Snape muttered, "I love you Harry."

Harry didn't know what to say. He stayed silent and just continued to kiss with Snape.

Images flashed through his mind of him living his life with Snape. Them sitting at a dining table sharing a bedroom, and getting ready in the same bathroom.

Harry didn't really like these images. He didn't really want to think of living his life with someone who was 20 years older than him. Harry suddenly though that this was so dirty…so wrong.

He grabbed his shirt and buttoned it up as quickly as he could. He pulled his robes back on and tried to explain how he felt to Snape.

Snape grumbled and also pulled his clothes back on.

They were both half naked when the door opened and light poured into the tiny room.

CLIFF HANGER!

Heheh…I feel so evil.

What do you feel about Mina? I'm not sure if I should keep her or get rid of her.

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