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An hour went by before the door opened. Snape stepped out; Harry geared up, "Is it all done?" his teacher nodded, showing the tool he used, with blood on it.
"Now she won't be able to sit for a week," he sneered.
They made it back to Hogwarts through Snape's fireplace. Harry turned to him and hugged his teacher, "Thank you for doing that. Even though it was hard to listen to." Kissing him before letting go, "she did deserve it." 'I probably should go to the library tomorrow before breakfast?'
And that's exactly what Harry did right after waking up. Since he has no one to teach him about romance, he would have to learn it from books. Getting dressed, teeth brushed, and hair combed. Getting his shoes on, he was ready to head down with his invisibility cloak. Harry didn't want to get caught looking for these specific materials, knowing people would start gossiping about him having romantic interests. He sneaked inside, going over to the romantic section. Looking around before taking his cloak off. 'Romantic Advice for Teens.' Harry took that one. Going to an empty table at the far side of the room, he sat down and opened the context. Skipping the introduction, he went to the first chapter.
Dear reader, you will find this material amusing and quite helpful. To keep your relationships going through tough times and good times and last intimate ones.
Harry thought of this, 'I wanted to go slow, so don't need to read that last part quite yet.' Kissing was enough for the time being. 'I can at least shower him with affection.'
First, don't be afraid to have conflicts; it is relatively healthy to have them. Also, be honest. Always be honest, even if it hurts them.
'Why would I want to hurt Snape?' he thought of this, 'I guess if I ever wanted to end it, it would be that way. That will never happen, though.' Winning his teacher finally over, he will not do anything that would damage it. Harry decided to skip this content, going over to the romantic side of things.
Romance takes many shapes and forms. In the wizarding world, it gets even more intense. We will start with a simple walk to a park, beach, or lake. This is an excellent chance to be affectionate with somebody. If you want more time alone with each other, I suggest the lake.
Harry put the book down, 'Well, we have a lake here.' He got up, putting the cloak around him, and peered over at the lake nearby. Exiting the library, he looked over at the Orloj clock. It was still an hour before breakfast, deciding to take a chance. 'He probably is awake at this time?'
He knocked on Snape's chamber while catching his breath. After a few minutes, the door clicked, and the potion master's head popped out, "Potter?" he opened it further, "at a time like this?" he rubbed his eyes.
'Oh, so he was asleep.' "Sorry if I woke you; I didn't realize you were still asleep." Then Harry saw something in his professor's eyes, "I wanted to ask you something?" he looked around before saying, "I woke up early for this."
Harry looked over at his robe, down to his bare legs, noticing some fresh wounds; some were still bleeding, "What happened to you?" he looked up at him.
"It's nothing to concern you with..."
Harry went over to him, realizing something wasn't right, examining his legs. Grabbing his hand, sitting him down on the sofa, "Is this from shaving?" Snape gave a nod. Harry went down to kiss them, "Don't tell me you did this for me?" his teacher looked at the ground, "you do know I like you the way you are, right?" Snape nodded back, "Is something wrong?"
"Why choose me out of everyone? You're Harry Potter; you are someone who can have anybody. Not to mention you are James' son."
Harry nodded, sitting next to Snape, "I never wanted to be famous in the first place, though. And if people want to be with me for being famous, screw them." He kissed Snape, "I wanted you because, for one thing, you don't think that way; for another thing, you're a guy. Age doesn't matter to me in the slightest. And the third one is that I started having feelings for you in the second year. Back then, I tried finding ways to stop those feelings since I knew something was wrong with me liking my teacher in that way," Snape looked down at the floor, "Hey?" Harry stroked his hair, "I understand you're afraid, anxious, and worried about us, but I want you to know that my feelings for you are serious and real. I mean, I broke up with Colin to be with you. That was not easy." Snape looked over at him, "I am not my mother; I will not do what she did. This-" his student rolled up his left sleeve, "in 1st year, I will admit that I was shocked and had mixed feelings; I mean, who wouldn't be? After all, you were following the same man who killed my parents." Harry looked over at his professor, "But I understand why you did it," he stroked Snape's hair. "And I know you regret it."
His teacher gaped at this, looking down at the mark, "Ever since he took your mother away from me, it is when I wanted to kill him. I Would say more, but I haven't taught you the blocking spell." he looked down, "I...need to get ready for breakfast."
Harry gaped at that, studying his teacher's face, 'Is he ok?' "Hey, I know this is a hard thing to talk about," he embraced him, "it's ok..." kissing his forehead, "The reason why I brought it up is that I am the opposite of my mother, and I won't hurt you, for what you have." Snape gaped at that, looking up at Lily's son, "Also, I guessed you have scars and stuff since you worked for him, and I won't mind any of that."
Snape looked away, "I am an ugly git, Potter. I always have been."
Harry gaped at this, "Why would you think that? It makes me sad, professor, hating your own body. As I said, you're beautiful in my eyes, and that will never change."
"You probably will think differently, seeing me in that light."
"Snape-" embracing him, "is this something you are worried about?" His teacher slowly nodded, "I didn't ask you out just because of how you look on the outside. I want you for you and your body and the things that you hate about yourself; I want too." Snape was surprised by that, eyes getting teary. His student gently embraced him, "Someone broke you to hate your body, but I will find some way to get you to love it again." Harry looked at the clock, "Should go back upstairs before breakfast," kissing his professor, "see you later then." Snape grabbed his arm, "what is it? Do you want me to stay?"
"I don't mind you being here a bit longer...to others, I will say you were in detention with me."
Harry smiled at him, nodding, "Well, I came down here asking if you want to go to the lake with me for a bit?"
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Harry explained to his teacher the real reason why he was up early. "And that's how I got the idea of going to the lake with you." it was a secure place, with trees around it, so nobody could see them. A lot of the students were in the rooms at this time till breakfast.
"I suppose it's alright to tell you about Lupin since you will have classes with him." His student took a breath before grabbing his hand and squeezing it. "He is a man I don't trust since he is a good friend of Sirius Black." Harry whipped his head at that, "so telling you is the best option; keep away from him; don't be alone with him."
"Did Professor Dumbledore tell you he was going to teach here?" Snape nodded, not pleased with this outcome, "Bet you were not happy about that?" He shook his head, "he knows about you and him, right?" Snape nodded. Harry gave Snape his exam paper, "Forgot to give this to you."
His professor told him he was going to take a look at it and get back to him after he is done.
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This scene is after the Griffin incident.
Harry sat with Ron and Hermione for breakfast while Draco across from them was complaining about his hurt arm and showing off to his housemates. Ron thinks he is laying it on thick and Hermione chimes back with Draco's father was furious and that they haven't had the end of this with the griffin. Seamus runs into the room, "He has been sighted, sighted!"
"Who?" Hermione wondered. Seamus answers back with Sirius Black, "Duff Town? That is not far from here?" 'Probably should let Snape know?'
"Black can be anywhere," said their friend, Bem, "if you try to catch smoke, you catch smoke with your bare hands."
