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"Harry, I said lightly crush, not powder." Severus said exasperated, pinching the bridge of his nose.

He didn't know what was going on with Harry at the moment, he had been irritable and grouchy for the past couple of days and his concentration was shot. He had nearly cut a finger off just before and it was completely uncharacteristic of the boy.

"Sorry." The Gryffindor muttered in reply before setting the hooves aside and getting some fresh ones to try again.

They had been working on skills for the Potion's that they would have in the exam that was in just over a week and Harry had been feeling confident about it when the school holidays had started. Now however, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He wasn't sleeping like he used to and he could feel that like he couldn't focus. It wasn't just on Potion's however it was everything, his studying had stopped and his practical classes weren't even having a look in at all.

He knew that there were little things that were bugging him at the moment, things such as the nagging from Severus about studying which made him want to do the opposite and then there was the daily intercourse, it wasn't that he didn't want to do it, but he just felt like they were falling into a routine and whether it was this that was bugging him, he just couldn't work out what was wrong.

"Harry, you're doing it again." This time Severus's voice was soft and he took the board away from him before turning Harry so they were facing each other.

"You can't brew like this, go and have a lay down. Perhaps you will feel better after that?" He continued and Harry nodded.

Harry left the lab and went upstairs, he paused when he entered Severus's room and he frowned. Perhaps a break with Ron and the others would do me good, he thought as he looked around the room. He sighed and turned his head to look behind him, his old bedroom door was closed but he wondered if a change of scenery would be good for him. He seemed to be in Severus's pocket all the time now that they slept in the same bed and almost showered together regularly.

Harry gave a small smile as he settled himself into his old bed, he looked over at his study material and groaned because he knew he should be doing that instead of sleeping but now he had a headache coming along so he rolled over so he was facing away from it and closed his eyes. The coolness of the bed on his naked body seemed to lull him into a safe place and he ended up falling asleep quickly.

Severus was still in the lab as this was happening and was clearing away the ingredients that Harry had been trying to prepare. It wasn't a complete waste, he knew that he would be able to use these for something else as he bottled them and placed the vials on an empty shelf in the corner.

When he walked out of the lab half an hour later, there was an owl sitting on the back of Harry's chair at the dining table so he wandered over and took the letters from its mouth. They looked to be letters from his friends judging by varied scribbles on the front. He stroked the head of the brown barn owl before walking towards the stairs and ascending them. He wasn't going to wake Harry but he thought the boy might want to read them once he woke, so quietly stepping across the landing he pushed the door to their bedroom open only to find it empty.

Odd, he thought before inspecting the bathroom to find it empty as well. Looking to the spare bedroom where he had Harry staying in first time round, he turned the handle and found his teen sleeping peacefully in the center of his old bed. He was confused, he knew the boy would study in there because it was somewhere separate from everywhere else but he didn't understand why he was sleeping in there.

A thread of doubt started weaving its way through his chest and he began to fear that the boy might be bored or want something else. He left the room quickly after thinking that and with the letters still in his hand went down stairs and set them on the dining table before going over to the liquor cabinet and pouring himself a large glass of Whiskey. He didn't want to believe Harry was having doubts, he was beginning to feel like Harry meant more to him than anything else in the world and to have him thinking twice, after everything they had done was a frightening thought. Don't be absurd, he would have said something, his mind was telling him but he shook his head before letting it fall against the back of the couch.

Harry woke a couple of hours later and stretched feeling rather refreshed. He smiled as he looked about the room and momentarily felt confused until he realized why he was in there and he smiled wider when he realized what his problem was. We just need some space, time for ourselves, he concluded and pulled back the covers before putting his clothes back on that he had laid at the end of the bed.

He came out of his room and stopped trying to hear where Severus was but he couldn't hear a sound so he knocked on the study door and walked in only to find the man not there. Shrugging he went downstairs and was about the call out when he saw Severus sitting in the middle of the couch, his head resting against the back of it and snoring softly. There was a glass tumbler in his hand and Harry went over to pick it up, smelling the contents before frowning and putting it onto the table beside them.

It was unlike Severus to drink during the day and judging by the state of him and the soft scent of Whiskey rolling off his body, Harry believed that he'd had more that he would during the evenings as well.

"Severus?" He called softly as he came to sit next to him on the couch, but he received no answer so he shook him a little.

"Hey, wake up." Harry said again and this time the man went to clear his throat before going still again.

"Severus, wake up." Harry said a little louder this time and the older Wizard woke with a start, looking around the room before his eyes landed on him.

"Hey." Harry spoke again, this time softly and Severus, in his slightly inebriated state looked at him accusingly.

"Why did you sleep in your old room?" He slurred slightly and Harry frowned.

"I don't know, just to gain a fresh perspective I guess?" Harry replied a little confused, sure, the man had a right to know but he didn't like the tone his Professor was using.

"You want something different? You don't want me?" Harry was shocked that he had said that to him.

"Why would you say that? Of course I want you." Harry defended and tried to lean forward and kiss the man.

"Then why did you move rooms?"

"I haven't moved permanently and I've already answered that." Harry's tone now dark and he was still frowning at the man who wasn't making any sense.

"Whatever. Oh you're annoying friends wrote to you too." Severus sneered as he tried to stand.

He staggered a couple of steps before he stood up straight, trying to prove that he was somewhat sober before making his way over to the dining table and getting the letters he had mentioned. He threw them at Harry before he went to his armchair and slumped down into it, his eyes half closed and squinting as if to try and see properly.

Harry took the letters and huffed at the petulant manner in which his Professor was presenting himself. He took the first letter, the one from Hermione and read it quickly. She had managed to get her parents to agree to letting her stay at the Burrow and she was going there tomorrow, meaning she would be there for a total of five days before school went back. Harry looked over at Severus who had shut his eyes by now and it made Harry roll his before he turned his attention to Ron's letter and opened it quickly. It talked about what he had been doing and it also mentioned Hermione's arrival before he asked how Harry's holidays were going with Severus.

At this point Harry looked back over to Severus and the man was watching him intently through his narrowed eyes. He was beginning to think that Severus was more than a little tipsy and it reminded him back to when he had raided the man's liquor cupboard and passed out on the couch back at school. He couldn't even remember what he had been so upset about but it made him think that Severus might be upset about the whole sleeping in the other room business. He was about to stand and go over to the man when said man spoke and he halted his movements.

"What? You going to pack up and leave to see your friends now?" Severus spat and Harry's eyebrows rose high across his forehead.

"Excuse me?" He choked out, not quite believing what Severus was going on about.

"You heard me," He sulked with a bitter voice, "You can't wait to get away from here. Be a normal teenager and just break my heart like all those other girls that fawn after you." Harry was gob smacked and his jaw dropped, he had never heard the man speak like that and he was hurt that his lover was saying these things to him.

"I don't know how you can say that, Severus. I love you and I want to be with you." Harry's voice was scared and almost pleading as he stood and went to go and sit on the man's lap.

"No. Get out. Go away." Severus said pushing him away and going to stand.

Harry could feel tears in his eyes, he tried to hold them back but it was hard and he let a choked sob escape before he called his owl and ran upstairs.

Hedwig was tapping on the window when he entered Severus's room and he let her in before finding a scrap piece of paper. He didn't know who he should send the note to, be it the Headmaster or Ron? He growled in frustration, not really knowing what to do so he grabbed his trunk and started throwing his clothes into it before running across the landing and getting his school supplies.

As he was going back across the landing he heard Severus coming up the stairs but he didn't stop and continued into the room where he literally chucked his books into his trunk and slammed it closed before turning and seeing an unimpressed Severus in the door way.

"You want me gone, so wish granted." Harry snapped, his emotions getting the better of him and he got Hedwig to jump onto his arm before turning back to the man.

"That's not what I meant." Severus said softly not moving from the doorway.

"Then what did you mean? I've given you everything!" Harry's voice was starting to rise and he saw Severus flinch, his drunkenness suddenly gone and Harry wondered if the man had taken a potion for it.

"I know you have, Harry," He came into the room a little more but Harry didn't move, "I'm sorry for before, it was unacceptable for me to treat you in such a way." His voice was soft and comforting and Harry put Hedwig back on the desk that was by the window.

"Why did you act like that?" Harry asked, curious to know what had set his Professor into such a mood.

"Perhaps we should give each other some distance. Maybe going to the Weasley's would be a good break for us." Severus was now standing in front of him, a hand coming to rest on Harry's shoulder.

"I thought the same. It's not that I don't – "

"I know, Harry. We just need some space, just because I'm saying this doesn't mean I truly want you to go. It was a rather big step the way we have become suddenly so close." Severus stroked the side of Harry's face and he sighed at the feeling.

"When do you want me to go?" Harry asked sadly but found two hands cupping his face.

"I don't want you to go, Harry. I want you to stay, but I think you need to see your friends as well. I can take you tomorrow if you like?" Severus was true to his word, he didn't want to see Harry go and leave him alone for the remainder of the holidays. He was truly going to miss the boy.

"Why does this sound like goodbye then?" Harry was about to start crying again, he too wanted to stay with Severus but he knew that they would drive each other crazy again.

"It's not, Harry, believe me. We can still chat remember?" He remembered that they still have the bangles and he wrapped a hand around Harry's wrist that had the bangle and gave it a squeeze.

"Okay." Harry sighed before leaning forward and wrapping his arms around his Professor's slim waist, his head resting on the man's chest as he listened to his steady heart beat.

"Write to your friends, tell them the news so they know. I am going to let the Headmaster know of the plans." Severus said kissing the top of Harry's head before cupping his cheek once more when they pulled away.

The next morning Harry was sitting on the edge of Severus's bed, he was all packed and ready to go now he was waiting for the man to come into the room and collect him. He was in two minds about going, of course he was stoked to be with his friends but on the other hand he wanted to stay with Severus.

They had had one of the best nights of sex ever that night and just the thought of it was making Harry twitch. Severus had taken him over the desk that was to his right, just under the window, he had had his wrists bound behind his back and was laying across the edge of the cold wood as he was roughly fucked from behind. He closed his eyes as he felt himself twitch again, he was going to palm his jeans when he heard the man coming up the stairs, his breath stopping and his heart rate increasing.

"It is time, Harry." Severus said coming into the room and Harry turned where he was sitting to face the man.

"How are we getting there?" He asked curiously, the knot in his stomach getting tighter.

"Apparation. They know we are coming, so there will be no issues." Severus was quite formal about the whole thing, he didn't really want Harry to go.

"Okay." He replied softly and went to stand, taking another look at the bed before flushing at the memories they had created on it.

"It's going to feel weird tonight." Severus said honestly and Harry went to stand beside him as they both looked at the bed.

"I know. You don't snore like Ron does either." Harry was wistful when he said it but he heard Severus snort before the man put his arms around his shoulders, pulling him in for a hug.

"Comforting notion." Severus purred before pulling Harry out into the corridor and down to the front door.

Before they walked out however, Harry took Severus's wrist to halt him before wrapping his arms around the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss. He pushed himself into the slim body of his Professor, wanting to touch every inch of the man before they departed. He could tell that Severus wasn't complaining as he pushed back so feeling daring he moved his hands to the man's backside and pulled him close so their growing erections brushed against each other. Harry moaned and Severus took in a sharp breath as he pulled away before looking into Harry's eyes where they stopped for a second.

"We need to go, Harry." He said not moving a muscle.

"Just one last time." Harry almost begged as he tried to use his eyes in a pleading manner.

He just couldn't help himself, his Professor was intoxicating and now that he was going to be leaving the man five days before they were supposed to be back at school, that was five days they couldn't have sex and be in each others company. Of course, Harry realized that their relationship wasn't based around the physical aspect but he was new to this unlike Severus and he wanted it all.

His pleading worked and he was roughly pulled up by the backs of the legs, his arms quickly attaching themselves around Severus's neck as he was carried over to the couch and laid down. Severus covered his body and pressed heated kisses to his lips before making a trail down his jaw and neck, the sensitive spot behind his ear had a going over with licks and kisses before he took the earlobe between his teeth to start nibbling.

Harry was in heaven, the sensations, the pleasure and the arousal all hitting him at once and he thrust his hips upwards to make contact with a hardening cock. He moved his hands and splayed his fingers across the man's back as he was being tortured with pleasure so he could push their bodies closer together, which made Severus moan loudly in his ear.

He could feel Severus starting to thrust his hips forward after a while and he pushed back just as hard until the man pried himself away and started to undo the buttons on both their shirts quickly. Leaning down he planted kisses along Harry's collarbone and pecks, taking a nipple between his teeth as he started on Harry's jeans. At the same time, Harry reached forward and started undoing the man's black trousers and pulling his briefs down a little so he could pull out the now very swollen and red erection. He heard his Professor hiss in pleasure and looking up he saw his eyes half closed with his head tilted back slightly as he gripped the member tightly and started stroking.

Harry had grown bold over the week and whilst he hadn't done many oral or hand related activities he knew the man enjoyed the tight grip so his strokes were slow and calculated. His breath hitched however when Severus pulled his jeans down a little so his own cock sprung free and was exposed to cooler climate. A warm hand then wrapped around the base of his weeping erection and started a slow stroking motion, much the same as what he was doing to Severus and he had to close his eyes at the sensual feeling.

As his eyes were closed, he didn't see Severus lean forward until their lips met in a slow and lazy kiss, one that involved some tongue, which was quickly becoming one of Harry's favourite activities along with the sex. There was just something special about them sharing tongues and he knew how it sounded, it sounded weird, so he hadn't even told Severus this but he was happy it was happening and he moaned into the man's mouth as well as thrust his erection further into the mans hand.

"Once more before you go?" Severus whispered seductively as he pulled away and Harry nodded enthusiastically.

"Roll over then." Severus said as he moved back to allow him to do so.

Once Harry rolled over, he held out his hand and the special lubricant that he had been creating flew into his hands. It was a special mixture where he added a couple of spices to create a buzzing feeling for both of them as he penetrated Harry, he hadn't tried it out before now so he was interested to see how it changed their sex.

Harry shimmied his jeans till they were around his knees as he knelt on all fours across the couch and he pushed his face into the cushion before wrapping a hand around his cock feeling impatient that Severus was taking too long. He heard his Professor chuckling at him from behind and with his other hand he reached round to lightly smack the man on the thigh.

Harry then gasped when the first finger breached his tight ring before moaning as it then passed over the sensitive part of his prostate. He was beginning to think that maybe he was loosening up because soon enough he was stretched and Severus was lining himself up. There was a tingling sensation around his ass that he suddenly became aware of and before Severus had even probed his ass with his erection, he groaned in pleasure and started squirming.

"What is that?" Harry asked, his voice breathy as he attempted to absorb the arousing sensation.

"I added a couple of things to the lubricant. I can now see I was successful, now prepare yourself because I would like a repeat of last night." Severus was obviously trying to control himself as well Harry noted because he seemed to have a restrained voice and it made Harry smile that it was him making the man react in that way.

"I'm not going to stop you, Severus. Just go." He replied quickly and before he even said the last word he cried out in surprise and pleasure as Severus impaled himself deep inside the tight canal.

It seemed to be primal, not that Harry was complaining and the man hit every sensitive spot inside him it seemed with every thrust. He was vigorously stroking himself as this was happening and his head was now squished up against the armrest and the cushion of the couch with the force of Severus's movements.

Harry felt the hands move from his hips and he braced himself against the arm of the couch with his free hand as Severus's came to rest his hands on the arm as well. The man was grunting now, the force of his movements making him thrust slower but deeper and every time Harry either moaned or growled depending on what angle the cock inside him went. It was an incredible feeling and in one second of clarity Harry realized it was the lubricant that was bringing on all these sensations within him. At this point he recognized his orgasm that was approaching quickly.

"Sev-rus, I'm going to – "

"Harry? Severus?"

Harry rasped out his orgasm, something he hadn't expected to happen considering there was a third voice in the room that had just spoken.

Harry was buzzing but in the fogginess of his receding climax he felt Severus tensing. One look to his left and he saw the unmistakable form of the Headmaster standing by the fireplace. His facial expression, if not for the seriousness of the situation, would have been hilarious, however no one was laughing, no one was cheering, no. There was silence. Deathly silence and Harry's throat suddenly went dry.

"Sir, please it's not – " Harry started but Severus interrupted.

"Harry, I'm so sorry." Severus whispered before moving away.

Sequel to follow at a later date. I promise.

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