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Happy Friday the 13th Snarry Readers.

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Yeah, I'm on holidays at the moment so rapidly writing each chapter.

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Will he stay all night or will he leave? Hmm, good question. Enjoy ;)

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Please enjoy this squishy fluffy chapter.

Harry smiled when he woke the next morning and stretched. He'd had one of the best nights sleep in a while and he felt like he was currently floating on a cloud. He frowned slightly as he wriggled on his bed thinking that something didn't feel right, as he took a deep breath, the room seemed to smell familiar but not the Gryffindor dorm and he could hear the sound of running water. Oh my god, he thought as his eyes flew open and he sat up.

The memories of the day before came crashing to the front of his mind and he realized that he was currently sitting on a black fur rug, still dressed in his school uniform and sitting in Snape's living room. He looked around and noted that nothing had changed between now and the last time he'd been in here and he smiled at the familiarity of the situation. He realized that Snape mustn't have woken him up that night and allowed him to sleep out here, well, he was Jade when he'd fallen asleep.

He rubbed his face as he sat in front of the fire and yawned as he clicked his back, he was surprised that he wasn't sore from laying on the ground all night, but he guessed that the rug was soft enough not like the one in the Gryffindor common room. This thought made him smile again and then he heard the water shut off. He swallowed and butterflies started fluttering about in his stomach as he wasn't sure if the man was expecting to find him still laying there or not. He had made his mind up and was about to stand up to bolt but just then he heard the door handle and he froze before his jaw went slack at the sight.

Snape walked out with only a black towel wrapped around his waist, and when he saw Harry he faltered in his step but they didn't locked eyes as Harry's weren't focused on his face. He humored himself when he realized that Harry's eyes were raking over his torso looking in awe, but that was soon replaced with a fierce blush and he looked away just as Snape turned to walk into his bedroom. Shutting the door his own heart was beating slightly faster than it should have been, he was surprised to see Harry there and especially awake as he thought he'd still be sound asleep. He didn't expect to find Harry still in his quarters, but he hadn't kicked him out and obviously Harry hadn't woken until just now. He placed a quick drying spell on his hair and quickly got into his customary robes before slipping out into the living area but it appeared to be empty. On the off chance that Harry had gone into the room he'd been staying in, yes it was still there, he went in but that was empty also.

He frowned as he realized Harry must have freaked out and run away as soon as his bedroom door shut. Seeing your professor in such a state of undress must have been quite scary and he sighed sadly as he muddled round in his private lab for a little while before he thought about heading up for breakfast.

Harry was sprinting as fast as his little cat legs could take him, he was scared, confused and aroused all at the same time. Checking over his shoulder as he neared the tower he changed into his human form and bolted through the common room and into the dorms, slipping past his room mates as quietly as his panting and puffing would allow and he darted straight towards the showers. Slipping under the hot water he couldn't believe what he'd just seen and he'd always imagined the man got changed in the bathroom. But no, he came out with only a towel wrapped around him with wet hair that looked tousled from washing it and little droplets of water were running down his chest. Harry couldn't help but check him out, he'd been dreaming about him for months and now he knew what the man looked like under all those robes.

He was sure the man would be pissed though, not only had he stayed the whole night but he'd now seen him basically naked, and this thought alone quashed his raging hard on that had occurred between the dungeons and the tower. He wasn't sure if he should show himself at breakfast, but he doubted that even if the man was angry with him, he'd want him skipping meals. Perhaps I can get Hermione to get me some… Oh no. He had forgotten that Hermione would have noticed his absence and the rest of the boys from his dorm would have realized as well. He sighed and shut off the water and went to get dressed. It was most certainly going to be an interesting day, especially if he was planning on sneaking out to Hogsmead.

"Where did you get to last night?" Ron said accusingly as he walked back into the dorm.

"What do you care?" Harry replied icily and glared at Ron as he spiked up his hair and wandered towards the door.

"Well, because you're my…"

"I'm your what, Ron?" Harry yelled and now had the attention of the others as well.

"You don't talk to me, you judge my choice in friends, and you bag me every chance you get. Don't you dare call me your friend, Ron that privilege has to be earned!" He continued and slammed the door closed as he left the dorms. He was now in an even worse mood.

He swallowed and slowed his pace as he approached the Great Hall, he knew that by this time Snape would be there and he didn't know how he was going to react. Well, he couldn't exactly do anything publically could he? That conversation wouldn't go down well with the Headmaster. He snorted, that would be a sight.

He walked through the doors and kept his head down as he approached his usual spot at the Gryffindor table, he couldn't bring himself to look up but he could tell that there were a pair of dark brown eyes on him. Just then Harry stopped mid step and winced before slowly turning round to see a fuming Hermione stalking towards him.

"Harry James Potter!" She hissed as she came towards him. "Where in the name of Hogwarts: A History did you get to last night? I was up all night worried that you'd been eaten!" She harshly at him, loud enough so the head table and Harry could hear and he inwardly groaned.

"I was safe." Was all he replied with and turned to take a seat quickly glancing up at Snape as he did.

She came to sit next to him, but she did so to the right of him so he could see Snape watching them in the background. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair as she glared at him, not satisfied and he groaned.

"Look, I was safe, I promise."

"Then why won't you tell me where you were then?" She said a little louder and Harry looked down at his plate, unable to withstand the glares he was getting from his friend and the curious look from Snape.

"I went for a wander, then got tired and slept in an alcove." He said defeated and she turned to help herself to breakfast.

"A wander." She huffed unconvinced and he groaned quietly down at his empty plate.

"Well the least you can do is eat something, Harry." She sniffed and he looked at her with an amused expression.

"Okay." He said quietly and grabbed a piece of toast and ate it dry.

They ate in silence, and Harry couldn't help himself but glance up at the head table to see Snape engaging Dumbledore in conversation. He was starting to see Snape in a different light now, probably because he'd seen him almost naked, but now there was something starting to pool in the bottom of his stomach and he was welcoming the feeling although it did concern him, but only slightly.

"I'm sorry, Hermione." He said quietly and she looked at him with empathy before pulling him in for a hug.

The movement must have caught Snape's attention because when Harry sat his head on her shoulder during the hug they locked eyes briefly and it was Harry who broke away first blushing and looking down at his plate again.

"You know, you're doing that a lot, Harry." She mused turning back to her breakfast.

"Doing what?" He mumbled and she giggled.

"Blushing. Is there something you're not telling me?" She eyed him playfully and he found himself smiling a little but still blushing.

"Good morning." Blaise said as he came to sit in front of them.

"Hey, Blaise." Harry said and they made eye contact with Blaise smiling.

"You feeling better today?" He asked grabbing himself a plate full of food.

"Uh, yeah. Hey, look I'm sorry about yesterday." Harry said.

"No problem. I just wish you'd tell me what's bothering so I could help you." He said shrugging and they smiled at each other, Harry's being only a weak smile as he could see Snape glaring at the Slytherin out of the corner of his eye.

"Are you two coming to Hogsmead today?" He asked curiously and Harry looked down at his plate again.

"Yes, we are but there's a couple of things we need to do first so we'll meet you there?" Hermione said straight away and Harry was extremely happy that she'd answered for him.

At this moment, Harry saw Snape coming towards them and he looked up at the man who turned his head to look at Harry as he walked past. Harry followed him with his eyes as he walked out of the hall and wondered what was going to happen now. He doubted he'd be able to control himself from now on, it had been hard enough not thinking about the man romantically when he was living with him but now he had seen more of the man and he knew this would change things once they were alone together. For him anyway.

Harry suddenly felt the urge to vomit and he clapped a hand over his mouth in preparation of running. Hermione ad Blaise both looked at him as he did so and saw the colour draining from his face. Hermione was about to put a hand on his shoulder but he bolted from the hall and keeled over the first toilet he came across, thankfully a male toilet, and emptied the contents of his stomach. Once he was finished he sat weakly on the toilet floor and let his head fall against the toilet wall, he felt terrible but the sudden realization of last night finally hit him and it was making him dizzy.

"Harry?" A quiet female voice carried through the bathroom and he replied.

Hermione came in and kneeled next to him with concern etched across her face but she helped him up and over to the sinks where he washed his mouth out and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't look too bad, he guessed that was a bonus.

"Thanks for stalling, Blaise by the way." He said looking at her in the mirror.

"Well I didn't think you'd be dumb enough to tell him about the cloak. I might even have a better way for you getting there." She smiled knowingly at him and he frowned.

"Come on, lets go to the common room. We'll relax there until Hogsmead. You can still go right?"

"Yeah, I should be fine."

"Okay." She said and they went up the stairs.

Walking into Hogsmead, Hermione saw Blaise and her eyes went wide as she slipped into an alleyway and Jade jumped out of her arms and into the snow. The last thing she wanted was for Blaise to find out about Harry's secret, although it was a little better trying to explain that rather than why Harry was in possession of an invisibility cloak. Looking around she then skipped out of the alley and went off to find her friends when Blaise came running up to her.

"Hey!"

"Oh, hello." She said rather nervously and he looked at her in confusion.

"Where's Harry?"

"Uh, Harry? Oh he's uh…" She looked around anxiously and then spotted Harry jogging over with his arms tightly wrapped around his middle.

"There he is." She said and Harry joined them.

"Hey." Harry said and Blaise came up to hug Harry who tensed a little before hugging back.

They were in the village for about half an hour just wandering around and Harry had managed to hide from the teachers as best he could until he rounded a corner and bumped straight into Snape. Harry felt two hands grab his waist and he subconsciously reached out and put his hand on the man's forearms to try and support himself. He looked up at the man's face and expected to see him sneering and looking at him in disgust however his face was impassive and his eyes were shining with something intense, but he didn't know what it was. Harry could feel that he was losing himself in the man's eyes but then Snape raised his eyebrow at Harry and he shook his head, letting Snape's arms go and taking a giant step back with his eyes going straight to the snowy ground.

"Do watch where you are going next time, Potter." He said and then walked around him towards the bookstore but stopped before turning the corner.

Harry was still rooted to the spot and looking to the ground when he heard the man speak again and a hand on his shoulder from Blaise.

"Actually, Potter. I distinctly remember seeing your name on the list of students who were not permitted to go. What are you doing here?" He questioned and came to stand in front of Harry.

Harry noted that as the man stepped forward, Blaise stepped back and he could only imagine the look the man was giving his friend right now. Harry was very embarrassed, he didn't want this to happen and now he was going to be sent back to the school with a detention, he knew it. Taking a deep breath to control his blush he looked up at the man as he answered.

"I-I must have forgotten to have it signed…" He tried pathetically and trailing off.

But as he stood there something in his mind clicked and he looked at the man incredulously, how was he supposed to get a slip signed if he hadn't even been with his relatives. Technically, seeing as he had stayed with Snape over the holidays Dumbledore, or even Snape himself should have signed a form for him. He was sure if he went to Dumbledore right now and asked if he could go the man would say yes because it was relatively safe, not like going back to London.

"You are coming with me then." Snape said stiffly and Harry looked down at the ground as he saw Snape's legs disappear in front of him and he followed.

"Will I see you this afternoon then, Harry?" Blaise called out.

"Maybe." Harry replied looking over his shoulder sounding deflated.

Snape went into the bookstore with Harry following behind and spent a few minutes talking to the store clerk before he was handed a couple of books. Harry took this time to look outside and he went over to the window to see his classmates all walking about as if they had no worries in the world. Off in the distance, he saw Blaise wandering around and walking up to a group of Slytherin's who were laughing and hackling at some Ravenclaws. Harry frowned when he saw Blaise fitting right in and his attitude completely changed, going from compassion he showed Harry to the bully that was in a Slytherin's blood. Seems he's not as caring as I thought, Harry was musing in his head but his thoughts were interrupted when he was handed two large books and he looked up at Snape as if he was crazy.

"Carry these." He said and without another word he stepped out of the store with Harry right behind him.

"Oi, look!" Cried a Slytherin and they started laughing at Harry as he walked past.

"He follows him like a little bitch." Another Slytherin mocked and when Harry looked over Blaise was laughing, but the minute he realized Harry was looking at him he stopped and looked at Harry with worry.

He should be worried, Harry thought and he turned back towards where he was heading.

"Potter! Hey, Potter! On your knees and clean my shoes." Malfoy cried through his laughter but Harry ignored it and let a tear roll down his cheek.

He was hating on Snape at this moment and was wondering why he couldn't carry these damn heavy books himself. He sniffed as he silently cried and as they walked round the edge of the forest, Snape turned back to look at him but he said nothing and continued onwards.

Harry so desperately wanted to tell Snape to stick it, but in the back of his mind he remembered that he was the only one that would understand him, the only one who did understand him. This was the only thing stopping him from screaming at him and retaliating. No, I'm not my father, he reminded himself, and this was the reason why he hadn't whipped his wand out and stunned the whole lot of the Slytherin's. He wondered why Snape would let them say those things, it only solidified his beliefs that Snape didn't care as much about him as he felt about the man and this depressed him further as he followed the man like a puppy dog.

They entered the dungeons, and Harry followed him down towards his private quarters and walked in after him, standing just in the doorway not really sure what to do other than stand there holding the books. Snape was taking his heavy winter jacket off and disappeared into his room with it, only to re emerge and tell Harry to put the books on his desk. He did so diligently and then stood there looking at the floor, not really sure what to do with himself seeing as he was expecting a detention or at least a verbal assault about school rules, but none came and when he looked up the man was leaning his shoulder against the doorframe of his private lab, legs crossed at the ankles and his arms crossed against his chest regarding Harry carefully. He started to fidget as he stood in front of him and looked away, he wanted to be anywhere but here right now.

"Why do you let them ridicule you like that?" He asked and Harry was surprised by the question.

Harry shrugged.

"Harry, look at me."

He did.

"Why do you let them?" He repeated and Harry's eyes wandered on their own accord down the man's chest before he realized what he was doing and he looked away unable to really concentrate on anything.

"They… uh, they…" He stammered, his mouth and his brain not cooperating.

"Come." Snape said and Harry looked up as he disappeared into his lab.

Coming to stand in the doorway he saw the man setting up a cauldron and pulling some ingredients off the shelves. He waved his hand at Harry and he walked to the other side of the table like he usually stood but was made to come and stand next to the man.

"I would very much like it, if you could dice these for me." Snape said softly and Harry nodded and took the knife with a shaking hand.

He wasn't too sure what the root cause of the shaking was because he was nervous about being so close and alone with the man, but he was also freezing from being outside and he'd neglected to buy a heavy duty jacket when he'd gone shopping. His converse sneakers weren't much in the snow either so his feet were both wet and cold, although it wasn't freezing in the lab, it wasn't exactly tropical and he wondered how long he'd last like this.

Harry worked on dicing the roots he was given, then powered the Moonstone Snape had passed him and by this stage he'd warmed up a little but his feet were going numb and he kept changing feet to try and warm them. Snape moved away from Harry and the cauldron to get something off another shelf when he noticed that Harry was shaking and fidgeting. He could tell that he was having some trouble slicing the beetles in half so he went over and stood behind Harry and putting his hands on top of Harry's to guide him and was surprised to find them stone cold and he frowned.

"Are you cold, Harry?" He said quietly in his ear and Harry held his breath but was able to nod.

Harry soon found the warm hands and the knife move away and a hand grabbed his wrist and he was led into the living room. Snape pointed his wand to the fire and it roared into life as they approached it. Snape told him to sit down and to take his wet clothes off as he walked into the room Harry had been using over the summer and had the duvet gathered in his arms, Harry would have laughed at this image of Snape if he wasn't so cold and he happily accepted the duvet that was wrapped around his shoulders. Snape moved his wet shoes and socks out of the way and knelt behind Harry as he kept his hands on his shoulders.

"You are going to stay here until you have warmed up, understand?"

"Yes, sir." Harry managed through his chattering teeth and felt the hands leave his shoulders and footsteps that were walking away from him.

It didn't take long for Harry to warm up and he closed his eyes as the feeling in his toes came back and the heat spread through his body. After a while of doing literally nothing but staring into the fire, he reached out and put his now dry socks back on but his shoes were still far too wet, but now he had something on his feet they felt nice and toasty. He sighed as he rested his chin on his knees and hugged his shins, it was nice being back in the man's quarters and he was mildly surprised in the man's behaviour. However it confused him yet again because he was showing another side to his personality. It was very hard to keep up with these mood changes.

Harry moved himself so he was laying on his side with the huge duvet that could easily wrap around him twice and closed his eyes to savor the warm feeling and the comfort of being somewhere safe. He was starting to realize as he looked into the fire that whenever he was in his quarters, he was always caring and compassionate, it was out in the classroom and his office that he became unpredictable and Harry planned on using this realization to his advantage.

"How are you feeling now?" Snape's voice floated from behind him and he turned so he could face the man who was sitting in his chair.

"Warm." He replied quietly and saw Snape nod and point to a mug that was on the table beside the couch.

"Thought you might like this." Snape said as he looked carefully at Harry.

Harry stood made his way over to the couch, still wrapped in the duvet and it puffed around him as he sat down. Patting it down, he reached over and grabbed the mug and could smell that it was hot chocolate. He smiled a little and took a sip, still aware that the man was eyeing him warily. As Harry swallowed, it tasted almost off so he looked at it carefully frowning ever so slightly.

"Seeing as you disregard your body's warning that it needs food, there is a nutrition potion in there." Snape clarified and Harry only nodded before taking a few more sips, it wasn't too bad of a taste and he could definitely taste the chocolate.

"Thank you." Harry said softly after a minute and looked over to the man who was now looking into the fire.

"You… are welcome." Snape replied slowly and then turned to meet Harry's eye before Harry looked away. The sight of the man was making his stomach to flips.

"If you feel up to it, would you like to continue helping me?" Snape asked with what Harry thought to be hope in his voice and he nodded.

Snape nodded once then stood, as did Harry and he followed the man into the lab filled with energy and warmth and he felt that he was able to do a better job and preparing the ingredients that before. They worked in silence for another hour or so as they completed the potion when Snape announced that it was lunchtime and Harry went to go and get his shoes from the fire. They were still wet and Harry hesitated about putting them on. Snape had been watching Harry and he went over and felt them before pulling his wand out and drying them so he could put them on.

"Thanks." Harry said and they walked towards the door however they paused once they reached it and Snape turned to him.

"Your detention has been served. You are free to go after lunch." He said stiffly and Harry looked sadly up at him, he wanted to stay.

"C-Can I… Could…" Harry stammered, he didn't really know how to ask but Snape answered the unspoken question anyway.

"No, Harry. You cannot come back after lunch." He said and Harry looked down.

"But Jade can." He said and pushed the door open, holding it for Harry.

With his head down, Harry allowed a small smile to appear.