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Chapter List
- 1-No More Dreams
- 1
Story Title: No More Dreams

Sotry Author: CubStyxx

Warnings: Abuse, COMPLETE, D/s, Language, OneShot, Oral, VS

Hermione suddenly walked up and gently laid her hand on Harry's arm. Harry looked
up with a tired expression and she gave him a small smile. She gestured for him
to follow her and he got up with a sigh. She gave him another smile and led the
way to the Slytherin dormitories. Harry smirked as she continued to lead the way.
Draco and her had been going out for about four months now and they both were happy.
Harry and Draco were attempting to get along but neither were too sure about it.
Hermione whispered the password and Harry followed her into the dormitory. It was
about ten at night and he was wondering why she was even still awake. Then he
remembered that she had had trouble with nightmares before. He wondered at what
would be important enough for her to come to him during the night as she opened
the door to Draco's room. The blonde-haired man was sitting on his bed, hugging a
pillow close, and his face read worry and tiredness. Harry frowned at the sight
and Hermione gestured for him to sit on the bed.
"Harry, the reason I asked you here is because Draco's really worried about
someone and I think you might be able to help." Harry raised his eyebrow at the
grey-eyed man whom sighed before saying, very quietly;
"I'm worried about my godfather, Professor Snape." Harry nodded with a slight
frown on his face. "He's never really been the best sleeper in the world but it's
even worse now. The last time he even managed to sleep was before the last battle."
Harry blinked rapidly. The last battle had been almost three months ago.
"Alright, I might be able to help, depending on why he isn't sleeping. If it's
because of something physical, then I can send him to sleep easily enough.
Mentally and emotionally, I can help with that too. But if it's because of things
like him remembering to do something before he sleeps or if he gets absorbed into
something and just doesn't realize that he needs sleep, then there isn't anything
I can do." Draco was looking at him with hope in his eyes and Harry knew that it
was for one of the reasons that he could help with. "I can help, huh? Okay, so
which one is the problem?"
"Mental and emotional. He has really bad nightmares that keep coming back, no
matter what he does." Harry smirked in delight.
"Nightmares are the easiest thing to deal with for me." Draco nodded and then
got up. Harry and Hermione followed him down into the dungeons and into the
potion's classroom. He tapped on a wall which became a door with a single touch
of his wand. The door swung open and Snape was standing there with a scowl on his
face. The scowl softened only slightly for Draco but hardened when the dark-eyed
man noticed Harry. Harry gave the older wizard a nod of his head and Draco rolled
his eyes.
"Sev, I want to talk to about something." Snape turned to face Draco again and
sighed slightly. He opened the door wider and allowed all three of them to come
into his private quarters. The dark blue on the walls were the first thing that
Harry noticed. He liked the effect that the blue had and he made a mental note
to ask for the name of the decorator out of Draco. "Sev, me and Dad both are
really worried now." Snape sighed again before speaking quietly,
"Draco, there's nothing anyone can do." Harry frowned at the dark-haired man and
then replied with a slight touch of anger;
"Of course there is, thank you very much." Snape turned to him but could say
nothing before the green-eyed man continued; "I can do nearly anything you
ignorant people can think of with your dreams. Hell, how do you think I killed
Voldemort? I went into his dreams and killed the filthy bastard. I can make you
litarally set yourself on fire from a dream and I can send you into the deepest of
sleeps so you would wake up." Harry snapped and both of the men were gaping
slightly at him with Hermione sighing and shaking her head.
"You forgot the fact that you can make them sleep dreamlessly and could make them
dream of anything they wanted to." She stated quietly and all the anger ran out of
Harry with a breath. He looked over at her and nodded slowly.
"Yes, I can. You know that all to well." She smiled and nodded in agreement. "I
can do nearly anything in dreams. I cannot, however, make someone fall in love
with you in a dream. If your dreaming of them, that's fine, I can make it so. But
I cannot enter their dreams and make them dream of you." Draco raised an eyebrow
and Harry shrugged. "It's in the rulebook, or so my mentor always told me. I don't
think there's actually a rulebook, it's just a very big no-no." He told the
grey-eyed man softly before facing Snape again. "The question is; will you let me
help you?"
Snape thought for a moment and then faced Draco. He made up his mind, Harry knew
it by his eyes. Snape turned to face him again and finally inclined his head. Harry
gave a smile and then commented;
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Just help you fall asleep and make you dream whatever
you want to." Snape smirked at him and Harry turned to face Hermione. "You know the
rules." She nodded before turning to Draco, who just looked confused.
"Draco, honey, we're gonna have to leeave." Both of the other men began to protest
and Harry held up his hands for silence.
"Both of your magical signatures are too wrong. Whenever I start to help him sleep,
he's going to be open and anything you're thinking will affect him. It might not
even been in a good way, so I just alway ask to be alone with the one I'm helping."
Draco looked over at Snape who sighed but inclined his head. Draco finally nodded
and allowed Hermione to lead him out of Snape's quarters. He paused to whisper
in Harry's ear, whom snorted when he heard what Draco had to say. "You might
want to get comfortable, sir. You will be sleeping tonight." Snape turned to face
him and nodded before walking into what Harry assumed was the bedroom.
The door shut and Harry stood outside of the room. He looked up at the ceiling and
winced as he realized that he had a crick in his neck. He attempted to pop it but
it wouldn't let go. Snape's door opened again and Harry walked into the bedroom.
These walls were done in a dark gray which Harry also liked the effect of. He
looked over and found the professor. He was dressed in black pajama bottoms and a
black pajama shirt. He was glaring at Harry, obviously not believing that the
younger man could help him. Harry sighed before walking over to the bed.
"You should lay down." He commented softly and Snape sighed again before doing so.
He adjusted himself and finally became comfortable. Harry sighed and then knelt
down beside the bed. Snape watched him and Harry gave him a small smile before
attempting to pop his neck again. It still wouldn't let go and he grumbled slightly.
He heard a snort and looked up. Snape's eyes danced slightly with humor and Harry
smirked. He then laid his right hand over Snape's chest. The man jumped slightly
and watched him with a guarded expression. "You're going to first feel like you're
going through water once you're asleep. Don't worry, it's normal.
"Once your feet have touched the bottom of the water, your normal dreams will begin.
I'll see the signs in you and come for you. You should see a flash of light and then
we'll be where ever you want to be. I'll leave you then with a guard against the
nightmares. You should be able to only get eight hours a night but that's better
than where you were." Snape listened to what he was saying and nodded slowly. "Are
you ready?" Snape sighed but nodded again. "Alright, I need you to look into my eyes."
Snape followed the order and stared into the depth of the emerald pools.
Then he saw something. It was quick, just a flash of gold, but he chased after it
anyway. The green that was Harry's eyes showed the gold even brighter than usual.
Harry smiled slightly, knowing that Snape had found the trigger. Snape's eyes
chased after it and, after a little while, his eyes started to slowly close shut. The
black eyelashes lay against the pale skin and he looked beautiful. Harry frowned at
himself and then shook his head to rid himself of those kinds of thoughts. Almost at
the same time, Snape's hands began to twitch.
Harry's head shot up and he watched his professor closely. The closed eyes began to
shoot back and forth. Harry released the breath he was holding.
"Alright, so far, so good. Two of the signs." He said to himself quietly and then
Snape's heaad shot to the side. That was his cue. Harry's hand left the spot over
Snape's heart and he stood up. He sat down on the bed next to his professor and
reached out with his right hand. He used it to gently cradle the dark-eyed man's
head and then he dove into the pool of water. The symbols that were floating in the
water flashed brightly and Harry shielded his eyes. The symbols were something only
he could see and he knew exactly which one he was looking for. He finally found it,
the dark purple raven. He dove for it and reached out...
And landed in Snape's dream. The dream was in a dark and empty corridor. Snape was
now a teenager and Harry frowned slightly. This wasn't a new nightmare, apparently.
Suddenly, a boy who reminded Harry of Sirius Black, came around the corner and the
teenage Snape whimpered in fear. THe Sirius-look-alike smirked sadistically at
Snape, who cowered in fright.
"Regulas, no...please...not again..."
"Shut up, you filthy half-blood." Regulas Black hissed as he drew back his hand
and slapped Snape. Harry flinched, knowing what was going to happen if he didn't
do something to stop the memory from repeating again. He looked around and found
the standing shadow that he was looking for. His form now also of the shadow, he
flew over to where the shadow was and grabbed on. He then flashed them into...
An emerald-colored crystal chamber. Snape's form and his own were now back to
normal, except that Harry had taken on his true form, one that could only be
revealed in dreams. Snape looked down at him with gratefullness in his eyes and
Harry realized how Snape was so different this time. He wasn't guarding his
emotions in his dream. Harry looked around again but saw nothing. He looked
back up at Snape and then asked, his voice echoing loudly in the dimmly lit
chamber;
"What exactly did you want to dream about?" Snape frowned down at him and then
chuckled lightly.
"I don't have any good dreams so I wouldn't know what to choose." Harry smiled
at that before replying lightly;
"You can dream about anything. You can dream that you're on the beach with my
mom and you're both happy." Snape snorted at that but Harry continued anyway.
"You could have anything that you wanted." Snape seemed to like that idea but then
his eyes turned sad.
"Only to wake up again." Harry looked up at him with confusion.
"I always thought that was the nice part." Snape raised his eyebrow at the younger
wizard. "I mean, what's the point in having dreams if you don't act on them? Then
they would be meaningless." Snape watched him in disbelief then turned away.
"I don't want to dream tonight. I just want to sleep." Harry frowned but raised
his hands to do this task for Snape. When he was finished, Snape was gone and he
was alone in his emerald cavern. And it was his. Everytime he helped somone with
their sleep, he would end up here. He sat down at the edge of one of the hot
springs and then began to think all over again.

*************
Only a few hours had passed but that didn't stop someone from shaking him awake.
He blinked blearily before looking up at a furious Snape. The sight alone was
enough to wake him up without a wand being pointed at his face. He sat up really
fast, too fast in fact. He moaned quietly at the dizziness before the yelling began;
"Get out!" Harry blinked up at his professor with confusion. "Get out of here, now!
I don't want you back in here ever again!" Harry shrunk down little by little with
every word Snape spoke. By the time he was done, Harry was curled up in a
more-doglike position. He had his head down low for some reason but Snape didn't
care. "I said now, boy! Get out of here you worthless little..."
"Freak." Harry said it quietly and Snape stopped. He lowered his wand with a frown
on his face. He was silent for a few minutes but Harry didn't say anything else.
"What did you say?" It was more of a growl than a sentence and Harry hunkered down
again.
"I...just thought you having trouble find the right word..." Snape frowned and
then rolled his eyes as he understood. Then he smirked.
"What's your punishment to be?" Harry flinched, knowing exactly what was coming. He
decided to make it easier on himself and crawled over to Snape. He grabbed the
waistband of the black bottoms and Snape jumped. Harry instantly flinched back,
as if he'd been burned. "The hell..?"
"You said...punishment..." Harry said softly, not understanding what was going on.
Snape blinked rapidly and then went down slowly onto his knees. Harry instantly
flinched again and cowered away from the other wizard.
"I meant detention, Potter..." Harry was whimpering and Snape grabbed onto his
shoulders, shaking him. "Potter!" There was no response and then everything made
sense. Snape was shocked when he realized it but he went on the hunch anyway.
Potter was trapped in a memory. "Potter, look at me. Look at me!" Harry's green
eyes met Snape's black ones and Snape lost his breath at the beauty of the boy
before him. His green eyes were filled with tears and he was trying to blink
them back. "Who do you think I am?" Harry flinched at the soft tone. "Potter,
who? Tell me who!"
"No, please...I'll be good..." Snape sighed in exasperation and shook Potter
again. Harry's tears suddenly got worse and he cried out. "Uncle, no!" Snape
stopped at that one word. His uncle? Snape growled as a thought entered his mind
but he shoved it away. He gently pulled Potter towards him. Harry tried to wiggle
away but Snape gently cradled his head against his heart.
"Hush, it's alright now." He knew that he wasn't good in comforting but he did
remembered that Lily had liked to be held when she was crying so he held onto
the smaller man, hoping that it was helping. Harry's tears finally slowed down
enough to where he pulled away and brushed them away angrily. "What did he do to,
Potter?" Harry turned to face Snape with a glare in his eyes.
"What do you care? Oh, wait. You don't care at all! It doesn't matter what I say
or what I do, you're always going to see me as my father, just like everybody
fucking else!" He snapped at Snape, whose jaw dropped slightly at the very hurtful
words. "It doesn't matter that I'm abused every fucking summer even though I've
asked over and over again to go anywhere else. Nobody listens to because my
fucking uncle was right. I'm a worthless, no-good, dirty little freak!" He
screamed the last part and Harry had expected Snape to yell back. But Snape had
had enough and he did something that even he didn't expect out of himself.
He reached over and cupped the back of Harry's neck with his hand and he yanked
the boy over to him. Harry landed against his chest with a 'oomf' and Snape gently
pulled the face to face him. Harry growled at his professor, whom suddenly
growled back. Harry back down instantly but Snape didn't let him go. Instead
he yanked him even closer and then...wait, was Snape really...
Kissing him?!? Snape had gently laid his lips over Harry's own. Harry laid there,
unsure of what to do. Snape's tongue suddenly licked Harry's lips and Harry
trembled. He knew what Snape wanted and he felt heat building up in the pit of
his stomach. Snape released him and got up wihtout saying a word.
"Never accuse me of not caring, silly boy." He said it quietly before laying his
hand down on Harry's head and gently ruffled it. Harry felt the soothing touch
and leaned slightly into but Snape was gone.

********************
Harry walked toward the potion's classroom, slightly nervous. It had been almost
two weeks since the Christmas kiss that Snape had given to him. Harry was still that
Dumbledore didn't know about Harry's uncle yet but he couldn't seemed to find Snape.
He knew that the man was hiding from him and doing a great job on it but he was
starting to get annoyed. It was the first class of potions after that incident and
Harry knew that he could stay after class to try and catch Snape. He walked in
with Hermione and Ron and took his usual seat without a loud clammor.
He felt the eyes that were watching him and knew that it was either Hermione or
Draco. They both had been keeping a closer eye on him that usual and he knew that
they were just worried about him. He really wished that they would get so worried
but he also really wanted to talk to Snape. Then the office door opened and
revealed...
"Alright, class. Turn to page 27 in your books. Chop, chop." Horace Slughorn was
back in the castle, or so it seemed. However, having already had Defense, he knew
that this time, Snape didn't take a different class. Harry didn't even bother
turning the pages in his book, he just stared down at his desk, deep in thought.
He felt a sharp pain as he thought whether or not Snape would have left. No,
because Draco would have told him, right? Not if he didn't know that Harry was
interested in that kind of news. Little did Harry know that Draco was still
watching him and was planning on catching him after potions.
Once everyone had turned in their potions and the bell had rung, Draco gently
grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him aside.
"Would you like to talk now or should I just tell you what little I know?" Harry
frowned at him so Draco began to tell him what he did know, "I know that you
haven't been yourself since that night that I asked you for a favor. I know
that you were disappointed in potions when Slughorn came out of the office. I
also know that you've been excited all day long. Now, if one were to connect the
dots, then one would see that everything is connected to Sev...Harry, what's
wrong?" Once he had heard the nickname that Draco had given the man, Harry had
begun to quietly cry. "Damnit, Harry, please tell me. I don't like seeing you
like this, it's not you."
"Snape..." Harry sniffled a little as the blonde-haired man held him. Finally,
the story broke out of him, in between sobs. Draco listened to everything and
then sighed. He knew that there was only one way to get Harry back and that was
for him and Snape to resolve this. Snape had asked Draco not to tell but, at
the moment, he didn't care.
"Can you meet me at the Hogsmede entrance? I can take you to him from there."
Harry looked up at him and blinked rapidly, then nodded. "Alright, now, here's
what we're gonna do."

********************
Harry met Draco at the Hogsmede entrance a little after ten at night. Draco
gave him a small smile before activating his portkey back hom. Harry and Draco
landed, well, Draco landed and Harry fell, onto the soft garden path. Draco
chuckled as he picked Harry up and placed him back on his feet. He led the way
to the manor and up the huge staircase. He led him through the hallways on the
second floor and then stopped in front of the third door on the right. Draco
cast a few spells before knocking. The door swung open slightly and Draco
poked his head around the door.
"Sev? I have a surprise for you." He opened the door wider and reactivated
the portkey. He went back to Hogwarts as Harry walked into Snape's room. He
shut the door lightly and turned to face Snape. He felt his breath leave him at
the beauty of the man before him. Snape was dressed only in the same black
pajamas except that the shirt was missing. His chest was pale and almost
hairless save for the long trail that started at his breastbone and ended
beneath the bottoms. Harry walked over to him and Snape looked up at him
tiredly.
Snape's entire body stiffened and Harry whinied low in his throat. He knelt
on the floor and nuzzled Snape's arm. Snape watched him with pain and curiousity
in his eyes. Harry flinched, knowing that he really had hurt Snape with his
words.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was so scared and angry. You'd scared me
by yelling like he usually does and I was angry at you for that, because I always
thought that there was nothing similiar between the two of you and I felt like
you'd crushed that. I'm so sorry, I really didn't..." Harry's words were cut off
by a single pale finger being placed agaisnt his lips.
"It's alright." Snape whispered softly before sitting up slowly. He stretched
like a cat and Harry groaned. Snape sniffed the air and his gaze swung to face
Harry. Harry blushed slightly, knowing that Snape had probably caught the smell of
the lotion he had used. It had almost smelled to him like Snape did but Draco had
told him that it was a magical kind of lotion and that it becomes the scent of
the one you desire's favorite scent. He sniffed himself slightly and found that
he liked the musky, evergreen scent that seemed to linger around him. Snape
suddenly grabbed him and lifted him up. "I hope you sure about this."
"Huh?" Before Harry could say anything else, Snape's lips brushed against his.
Harry instantly shut up and Snape smirked against his lips. He lifted him slightly
higher and Harry realized what the other man wanted. Harry wrapped his legs around
Snape's narrow waist and Snape moaned slightly. Harry heard his own thoughts and
frowned slightly. "Wait." Snape hissed but stopped, pulling back slightly. Harry
nearly lost his voice when he saw the other man's face, now decorated with a slight
flush. "What am I supposed to call you?" Snape blinked a few times and then smiled
slightly.
"Severus would do just fine," He told the other man softly. "Harry." Harry groaned
at the sound of his name coming from the beautiful voice. Harry's arms came up and
wrapped around Severus' neck. Severus groaned in appreication before attacking
Harry's lips gently. He licked Harry's lips again but this time, Harry opened his
mouth. Severus groaned again as he deepened the kiss. Severus gently set Harry back
down without ever breaking the kiss and Harry reached in between them shyly. His
fingers brushed against Severus' nipples and Severus' hips bucked against Harry
as the dark-eyed man groaned again.
Harry blushed slightly but didn't hesitate in doing it again. Severus finaly broke
the kiss and Harry grumbled slightly. Severus chuckled as he unbuttoned the top
buttons on Harry's robes. Severus managed to get all of the buttons and pushed the
robe off of Harry's shoulders. The black cloth pooled on the floor as Severus moaned
deeper than ever. Harry's blushed deepened as Severus picked him up and laid him down
on the bed to get a better look at him.
Harry had put on what everyone knew as his skinny jeans. They clung to him like a
second skin and were as soft as butter. He had thrown the robe over them but the
jeans were all he was wearing. Severus groaned again and lowered his dark head to
Harry's collarbone. Severus began tasting him with an enthusiasm that Harry had
never thought anyone would and Harry groaned as Severus' lips went from his
collarbone down his nipple. Harry bucked up against Severus as he moaned deep in
his throat. Severus smirked and then captured the little bud.
Harry screamed in pleasure and Severus moaned as the sound sent waves of pleasure
throughout his entire body. Harry's hips began to try and grind into Severus' and
Severus felt a hand wrapping through his hair. Then Harry yanked. Severus released the
bud with a low moan and climbed back up the slender body. Harry's lips were eager up
against him and Severus knew that he was almost ready. Of course, Severus would have
to prepare him, but that was fun anyway.
Severus reached in between the two of them and gently unbuttoned Harry's jeans. The air
seemed to still when the sound of a zipper became very loud. Severus groaned as the
zipper went down, reveling more tanned skin and a thatch of black curls. Severus' eyes
met Harry's with a slight smile of pleasure and he lowered his head to kiss him slowly
and gently. Harry allowed it, moaning loudly into his mouth. Severus frowned while not
letting go of Harry's lips. Harry hadn't been that loud before. Did he accidently find
something that Harry really liked? What if he really wanted Severus to be gentle?
He tested this question out by being gentle about fondling the boy's nipples. The moan
that escaped was louder than the first time but it was nowhere near as loud as the one
that had caught Severus' attention. He broke the kiss and gently laid kisses on Harry's
waist, one of the places he had been touching when Harry had cried out. He moaned but
there was no shout of pleasure. Severus' lips then found the other spot, Harry's hip,
even though he doubted that Harry would be sensative there. He gently nipped the bone
and...
Harry screamed in pleasure as Severus nipped his hip. Severus paused but then began to
love on the hip, licking, biting, suckling, and kissing the area until the entire was
red and Harry's shouts were becoming hoarse. Severus pulled away and managed to finish
pulling the jeans off of his lover. He turned back around, intent on continuing what
he had started, only he faced Harry, who was mere inches from him. Harry's hands dove
for the waistband of Severus' bottoms again but Severus didn't stop him this time.
Didn't stop him when Harry pushed him flat on his back.
Harry managed to pull off the bottoms but didn't come all the way back up and dodged
Severus' hands with a soft laugh. Severus smiled lightly while staring up at the ceiling.
Oh, his lover was playful now...Severus cried out in pleasure as his hands flew to
capture Harry's head. Harry, while Severus had been distracted, had taken Severus deep
into his mouth. Severus groaned at the warm and wet cavern as tears prickled the edges
of his eyes. It felt so goddamned good and Severus whinied softly before reluctantly
pulling Harry back up.
Harry released him with a laugh, he was happy that his lover had allowed him to explore
him before asking for anything more. Their lips met again as Severus rolled them both
over. Severus' hand snuck around his waist and found his ass. From there, it was easy
for him to find Harry's opening. His first finger slipped in all too easy and Severus
groaned at the sensation of wet lube. Harrry managed to explain in between pants.

"I thought you would appriciate just being able to...to take...oh, gods...Severus,
just fuckin' take me." Severus chuckled before lining himself up to Harry's opening.
"Are you sure?" Severus asked and Harry's arms went around him as he nodded in
answer to the question. Severus groaned as he thrust in deep. Harry cried out in
pleasure and Severus realized that, as long as Harry was lubed up, he liked to be
stretched. "How many have you been with?" Severus asked him softly and Harry
panted for a few seconds before replying;
"One other...almost four years ago..." Severus groaned at the thought of Harry going
that long without being stretched so intimately but he would have known that he
liked to be stretched. Severus pushed in even deeper and they both groaned as Severus'
hips met Harry's. Harry's legs wrapped around Severus' waist and Severus smiled down
at the younger wizard. He slowly began to pull out, nearly all the way, before
quickly and deeply thrusting back in. Harry had whimpered at the lose but moaned as
Severus thrusted back into him.
Severus changed the angle and then repeated. He kept this up and finally found
Harry's prostate. Harry cried out hoarsely in pleasure and Severus moaned. He
began to move in and out of Harry faster and harder every time. Harry moaned as
the pleasure speared through him. He didn't want it to end but he knew it would
soon. Severus leaned down and kissed him softly. Harry allowed that to distract him
right up until Severus' hand curled around where he begged for pleasure. Harry cried
out again and then began to whine softly.
"Severus...please...gonna..." Severus understood and leaned down, closer to Harry.
His stomach covered his hand and Harry. Harry cried out again at the two very
different sensations.
Severus felt Harry clenching around him and then Harry screamed. Severus moaned as
the clenching muscles began to affect him. He felt his fangs growing and sank them
into Harry's shoulder. Harry screamed out again in pleasure and Severus drank deeply
of the blood that flowed into his mouth. Harry whimpered slightly before Severus'
hand brushed him again, sending him right back over the edge. Severus had sealed the
wound when he brushed his hand over Harry and he gave a ancient battle cry as he
came with Harry.
Severus collapsed on Harry who sighed in contentment. Harry held Severus close to him
for a few minutes as they panted, attempting to get their breath back. Severus finally
pulled out and Harry groaned at the sensation of loss. Severus rolled over onto his
back and Harry followed him. He curled up on Severus' side with his head resting over
his heart. Severus' arm enclosed him all the tighter and Harry sighed in contentment.
Severus gently brushed a kiss over Harry's brow as the green eyes began to fall shut
but asked before the younger man could;
"What are you going to dream about?" Harry sighed and curled up tighter to Severus.

v"I don't dream." Severus looked down at him and then smiled softly.
"I hope you do tonight." Harry looked up at Severus and returned the smile.
"I hope so too." The two of them settle into sleep, curled up in each other's arms.
And Harry dreamed of the future for the very first time.

CubStyxx: "Well, this is the first oneshot I've written up in one day. Three hours worth
of work, another one formatting, and here you go,"

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