A Rough Day

By BertaS

2/23/2009

Description: Severus has a rough day. How does Harry make him feel better?

Warning: Slash – Rated safe for Torina

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize most likely belongs to someone else.

A Rough Day

Severus Snape stalked into his quarters after a horrible day of trying to instill knowledge into dunderheaded brats, only to find his lover seated at his desk using his favorite quill. His eyes narrowed and his lip curled up into a sneer, "You better have an explanation that I will find expectable, or you, Mr. Potter, will be sleeping in your own quarters this night.

Harry, who had just finished what he had been doing as Severus entered the room, blew across the parchment to dry the ink before he looked up and smiled, "I was just writing a quick note while I waited for you." He showed the note to Severus.

The Potions Master smiled slightly, "Of course." He quickly added his own salutation below Harry's.

As Severus lay the quill down Harry stood up, "You look tired." He reached up and tucked a lank greasy lock of hair behind the tall man's ear. He took in the stains on the front of the Potions Master's clothing and the scorched sleeve of his teaching robes. "Looks like you had a rough day."

Severus snorted, "You have no idea." Then he sighed as Harry started on the long row of buttons down his front. "Four explosions, two over-turned cauldrons and that fifth year twit Baker had the audacity to chop off the tip of his index finger in my class." He sighed again as Harry removed the heavy ruin of his robes and led him into the bedroom.

Harry made soothing noises while Severus ranted on about this brat and that twit and how the students in general were all idiots as he continued to strip the Potions Master.

As Harry pulled the last item of clothing off Severus he stepped closer to pull the man into his arms and once again push the hair from his face.

"Harry," Severus tried to pull away, "I really need a shower before…"

Harry chuckled, "I've already drawn a bath." He backed up slightly as he reached up to his own shoulder. Undoing the single button found there, he allowed the loose robe he was wearing to slither down his otherwise naked body to puddle at his feet. "Come on Severus," he took the man's hand and smiled, "I'll wash your back."

Severus snorted, "I dare say you will be washing more than that."

Harry laughed as he dragged the older man into the bathroom and the large tub.

A short time later, a great deal of splashing could be heard as Hedwig fluttered down to the desk and picked up the note from the box Harry had designated the out box. She heard a peal of laughter and a loud passionate groan from the bathroom. Glad that her pet and his mate where happy, she winged her way out of the room to deliver birthday greetings to Lupa the White Wolf.

Happy Birthday Lupa.

BertaS