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Heart 2 Heart	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1465 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was always her, Harry thought with a grief of a million tears. The memories clawed at him. Why couldn't Severus just have slipped him the one memory about Albus... Why did these memories have to rip the heart of Harry's chest. It was too much, it was why he was happy to embrace death. It was the reason there was a smile upon his bitter lips when the Dark Lord cast the curse to stop his heart from beating.
Oh to have stayed there, to not have burdens, to not have things to do. He had to live and finish everything, but there was too much left undone. The brief moment before waking and confirmation was pure agony. The blackness had been comforting, had been safe.
The hollowness that gripped him was complete. He walked slowly down the familiar path towards the shak. He knelt down and looked upon the one person who could give his heart a purpose, everything here was home.
He rested his head on the bloodied chest, cold seeped into his bones as he closed his eyes whispering desires that could never come true. As green eyes closed, onyx fluttered. A heart beat started to slowly beat out a rhythm, not yet steady. Harry was too far gone in grief and sleep to notice the signs of life returning. A soft whistle from the corner of the room would have alerted him to the presence of something, had he been aware.
A streak of flame red collapsed in upon itself and ash lay upon the floor of the shack.
Severus groaned as air was pushed into his lungs. Pain was everywhere as the last remnants of the Phoenix tears closed his opened wounds. He was gasping, his mind reeling from waking up from a suspended darkness. His hands were like lead, but he moved them. Trying to push his hair out of his face, he found himself to be pinned under a rather heavy body. He looked down to see a mess of black hair, a tan jacket and blue jeans wrapped around the body of one Harry Potter.
Severus adjusted without dislodging the boy. He looked at Harry with new eyes. The boy had more ash and dirt caked against his skin that he looked almost as if he cleaned the entire floo system. There were cuts, abrasions and a crack along the edge of one of the lenses of Harry's spectacles. The only evidence of life left on that face, were the tear tracts that had seemed to shine up at him. They were a stark, almost white, against the black of death.
His arms came around the sleeping boy, and he focused everything he could and apparated away with Harry Potter.
Harry woke with a sob when he felt himself in a bed. His chest ached, his eyes burned with new tears. Someone had moved him away from Severus and it was horrifying and painful. His breath came in heaves, and yet he had not once opened his eyes. He flinched with a gurgled scream when someone touched him, only to find himself be held tighter. His sobs shook his body and the bed and that of whomever held him.
"Harry..." A voice of silk hovered over Harry's ear.
This just made Harry sob harder, that voice was gone... He was in a nightmare or a dream, he could not tell. He knew if he just opened his eyes everything would disappear. So he imagined it was Severus alive, and the arms around him were those of the man who had always saved him, always. Harry gave himself up to the dream... He let himself calm, and drug in the scent of Severus... He knew the scent almosts as much as he knew his own. He saw Severus in his mind, and let his hands wander. To trace the beloved face, and he found the lips parted for him. Keeping his mind firmly in this dream he pushed himself up to claim lips that would only be found here in dreams. The sensation was mind blowing, fire from just the meeting of lips. He let his timid tongue test the lips, and found himself claimed and plundered. He let his dream take him over, love claiming him for Severus.
Firmly keeping his eyes closed, he let his body be laid back and covered with a delicious weight. He thrust up letting his hardness press against a thigh. He gasped for air out of the urgent kisses that he had been feasting upon. His neck became the new feast and he cried out with a moan. Hands drifted down his frame... touching his skin and it was glorious, as it should have been.
He whispered the name like a talisman, hoping to keep his love close to him in dreams...
"Severus..." the whisper was full of grief and longing.
Severus had waited for Harry to wake, he had many questions. He had cleaned the boy... no Harry was a man now...Proven in the midst of battle, forged by death. He watched as Harry sat up and sobbed softly at first and could not hold himself back from going to Harry and holding him when the sobs became more powerful. He was however shocked with the reaction to his calming voice. Never once would he have dreamed, or dare hoped for what came next. The soft touches were his undoing and he was held captive by the fire in his veins. The kiss was searing and his control broke and he took. Too much longing will break even the strongest steel. He plundered and tasted, savoring every essence that was Harry Potter. He moved to the edible throat when air became an issue. His hands traveled under Harry's shirt needing to feel the heated skin under his hands.
His heart clenched when he heard his name fall from those pink lips. Harry had not once looked at him, he had not cared, only taking what was given, wholly knowing that it was for someone else Harry dreamt of. But his name, his first name no less, and everything in him tightened. He needed to see Harry's eyes, make him see who was here with him in this moment. He was not in a dream... So come what may Severus stopped his ministrations.
"Look at me Harry..." Severus let his voice intone a note of authority.
Harry's head shook, "I don't want to wake up...I need you too much."
Severus saw the tears leaking from Harry's eyes and he kissed them away quickly.
"I need to see your eyes Harry... Open them." Severus crooned softer.
Hesitantly, almost fearful Harry opened his eyes to gasp, and reach to touch what was surely a ghost. Severus turned his head into the offered hand and closed his eyes briefly.
"You're dead. I saw you die." Harry's voice hitched at the words.
"Albus had a persistent pet." Severus said letting a bit of snark filter into his words.
Harry turned away, his green eyes sliding away from the piercing obsidian. He realized what he had done. A blush of embarrassment filled him and he made to get up, and tried to stammer out an apology.
"I..I'm..ssorry."
Severus smirked, and held the gryffindor down.
"Look at me." Black met green in a captivating gaze.
"I wanted you to not have to live with the burden of someone else dying that loved you. So I hand picked my memories for you, hoping you would infer something else entirely." He waited for the words to set in before continuing, "You, not your mother have held me captive. First I was protecting you out of a friendship for your mother, and then something further appeared after your occlumency lessons."
Harry's eyes filled with so many emotions that they were swirling and hazed.
Severus decided it was time to finish what Harry had started. He leaned down, locking eyes with Harry and slowly coaxed another toe curling kiss. Sensations of heat and excitement filled him when Harry seemed to accept his kiss. His hands slipped back down and slid under Harry's shirt, finding and brushing against a hardened nipple. Harry broke away to gasp and arch up into his touch. He took the liberty to taste more of Harry's neck. He moved just a little higher so Harry would hear him.
"Can I vanish your shirt so I can taste you?" The soft sinful voice washed over Harry and he shivered under Severus.
Harry's answer was a brief nod. Severus whispered the spell in Harry's ear eliciting another sharp gasp from the air hitting naked skin and the deliciousness of the voice tickling his ear.
There was more gasps and more heat when Harry's chest was covered in heated kisses and nips. Teeth scraping and driving him mad. His own hands were worthless in the onslaught, but he wanted fairness. He needed to touch Severus, skin to skin.
His own ragged breath garbled, "yours too" in between his nipples receiving attention and more moans of increasing pleasure. He felt Severus' smile and was blissfully happy to find his fingers meet smooth silky flesh.
Severus groaned at the first tentative touches from Harry...
He felt Harry arch a heavy shaft up into his thigh. There were so many lascivious thoughts racing in his head at that moment, but one sobering one filtered down and he slowed and peered into emerald pools.
"Harry... I've never with anyone..."His silky voice was marred by the fear that filtered in.
Harry smiled brightly, "There are no teachers here, only student's learning to love for the first time."
Severus shivered, he had never hoped, but today proved to be a day for miracles. They frotted, kissed and let the excitement sweep them up into a frenzy of rubbing until they found utter completion in each other's arms. They were heart to heart, beating together as one. Eyes that saw into one another's bared soul. Harry knew that it was because this man loved that he could do everything he had done. Severus knew that it was because of Harry's love that he was finally free.

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