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Ok, to asnwer a few people's concerns...

Dumbledore will most likely die, though I haven't thought that far ahead yet. Truth be told, when I wrote he had a plan, I didn't even know what that plan was. It just...came out...Severus will not die, I refuse to kill him. I already killed one of my favorite characters and I won't do it again. I seriously cried when I killed Draco, my poor baby, and I would sob like a baby if I had to kill Sev as well. There was a reason why their punishment seemed light and you'll find out why in the next chapter. Harry will turn darker, though whether or not he joins 'Ol Voldie or kills him you'll just have to read to find out. The main reason I wrote this chapter, instead of just jumping ahead to the one where Harry gets 'revenge', was I thought it imperitive that the story shows Harry and Severus together as it showed Harry and Draco. It clearly states in the previous chapter that Draco wished for the two of them to be friends and would most likely be thrilled that they ended up being more. Who else would Draco trust but his Head of House and someone who was practically his family? Severus, in Draco's eyes, is the only other one who is good enough for his love and, therefore, he wants them to be together since he can't be with Harry. If I'm getting repetative, deal. I'm getting tired and, although I love this story, it's getting to be a pain to finish. I have so many ideas in my head and they won't settle long enough for me to write them down. Keep reading, and remember, review, loveys.

Chapter 9 - It is said that once you find your true love, you'll never find another again. Shall we prove that wrong?

Severus and Harry continued to kiss for a long time before breaking apart and looking into each other's eyes. Neither really knew what to say, but both were happy it had happened. What they both knew was that they had to get somewhere private before this went any further.

"Would you like to go back to�" Severus said hesitantly.

"Your rooms?" Harry said with a smile.

The older man nodded and took Harry's hand as they both walked toward the dungeons. When they reached the door Severus motioned for Harry to open it, which was a sure sign of trust from the introverted man who loved his privacy so. The younger man nodded and smiled as he opened the door.

Once inside they looked at each other for a moment, standing mere feet apart. All of a sudden they rushed toward each other and locked in an embrace, kissing and pressing against each other as if their lives depended on it.

Slowly they began to move toward the bedroom, both taking each other's clothing off and leaving a trail of it behind them. When they reached the bedroom Severus opened the door then kicked it closed without breaking the kiss. Harry found the back of his knees hitting the bed and he fell backwards with Severus, half naked, on top of him.

"Gods, Severus. I don't know how or why, but I think I've wanted this for a long time," Harry gasped.

Severus' black eyes looked down at the gorgeous man below him, "I know what you mean. It feels�"

"Perfect. Right," Harry said as he pulled the other's head down for another kiss.

The older man groaned into Harry's mouth and made short work of the rest of their clothing. Soon they were lying naked, their limbs intertwined, both moaning and gasping from the pleasure they were giving each other.

Severus rolled on top of Harry and looked down at his shining green eyes, "Do you want this, Harry?"

The Head of Slytherin knew what he wanted. Shit, he'd wanted Harry liked this for an indecent amount of time. But if Harry didn't want him in this way he would back off and never try again.

The raven haired young man nodded, "I think�I always have, Sev."

Although Severus had never liked that nickname, it sounded so perfect coming out of Harry's mouth so he couldn't help but groan at the sound of the other's voice. He lined himself up perfectly on top of Harry and began to rock gently. Green eyes shut as Harry moaned and wrapped his legs around Severus, his hips bucking gently to meet each rocking motion.

Severus leaned down to capture Harry's lips, their bodies glittering with sweat in the candle light. Harry's head fell back as he moaned louder, his climax rushing towards him. Snape took advantage of the expanse of exposed neck and began to lick, suck and nip at a positively delectable spot just below Harry's ear.

As his neck was nibbled, Harry's hip thrust up harder into the body above him, causing the both of them to shudder as waves of pleasure rippled through their bodies. They were both so close. Harry opened his eyes once more and looked into Severus' as the older man's hand moved between their bodies to grasp both erections and stroke them.

Their eyes locked as both reached climax, never leaving each other's gaze. When they came, it was together, gasping each other's names. They kissed gently, lying in each other's arms, as they whispered of love and future plans. Neither of them even thought about Draco being dead, but rather as how much happier he would have been to see Harry happy even though they couldn't be together. If Draco had wanted them to be friends, perhaps he would be even happier that they were now lovers.

They fell asleep with Severus spooned up behind Harry, his arms wrapped around the smaller man and their legs still intertwined. Sometime in the night Severus woke to find it hadn't been a dream and Harry was still lying in his arms, asleep. He reached in front of the young man and found his cock then stroked it lightly, amazed that this beauty would be in his bed.

Harry moaned and pressed back against the body behind him, his head falling back onto Severus' shoulder as his lips parted. The older man removed his hand from the stirring cock and pushed Harry's leg forward, exposing his entrance. He then moved his hand, gently, between the other's cheeks and lightly caressed the puckered hole, drawing a soft gasp from the smaller man.

He whispered a spell to lubricate his fingers and pushed in gently, which was easier than normal because of Harry's relaxed state of sleep. Slowly, he stretched and prepared the younger man who was pressing back against his fingers the whole time. By the time he slid into him, Harry was awake and moaning his name, begging him not to stop.

They rocked together slowly, gently, sharing loving kisses and caresses as they climbed to their peak. It lasted longer than their time earlier that night, but it was, in a way, sweeter. Again, they came together, whispering each other's names and holding each other close. Once they were cleaned, thanks to a whispered spell from Severus, they drifted back into the realm of sleep.

The next morning they woke with smiles, feeling lighter than either had in months. Harry was thrilled to have someone to love him like Draco did and Severus was beyond wonder that Harry would let him touch him let alone love him. Although it seemed sudden for them to fall in love, it was as if it were meant to be. Harry knew he would never forget his blonde lover, he was still hell bent on getting revenge, but he also knew that dwelling on the pain, instead of finding someone to share his love with, would only make him into something he never wanted to be; Voldemort.

Harry started sleeping in Severus' chambers every night, to the distaste of the other professors and the Headmaster, but Albus wouldn't let anyone separate them. For his plan to work they had to think no one was interfering in their lives and be completely convinced that nothing could hurt them or their love. Of course, Albus didn't once stop to consider that Severus knew what was going on. For Merlin's sake, the man's a spy! Not much gets by him.

Severus chose not to tell Harry what Albus was planning just yet, he needed proof and evidence of what the old man was thinking before he brought it to his young lover. He knew Harry would fly off the handle and go for Dumbledore's blood. Not that he didn't want Albus dead but he knew planning had to take place before either of them went after the Headmaster.

Over the course of the next few weeks, Severus gathered information and Harry went to classes, as per usual, while Albus schemed. The Slytherins stayed by Harry's side and made sure no one fucked with him. Hermione and Ron, more than a few times, attempted to goad Harry into a fight and every time he rose above the taunting, though Crabbe and Goyle didn't which resulted in Weasley and Granger, mostly Weasley, making frequent trips to the Hospital Wing.

Once Severus had enough to go on, he waited in his favorite chair next to the fireplace in his and Harry's quarters, yes, they were calling it 'theirs' now, for his young lover to get back from his last class of the day. That night they had plans to stay in and eat instead of going to the Great Hall for dinner. When Harry walked in he gave Severus a kiss then moved to pour himself a drink.

"I have some things to tell you, love," Severus said quietly.

Immediately Harry was worried that Severus didn't want to be with him anymore, that Severus had found reasons to leave him; like the fact that Harry was now finding it increasingly hard not to see things from Voldemort's point of view even though he wanted to kill the bastard for having a hand in his blonde lover's death.

Shakily, Harry sat in the chair opposite Sev's, "What did you want to talk about?" He said nervously.

The older man smiled at his lover's nervousness, "Don't worry," he reassured Harry, "It's nothing to do with me wanting to leave you. That won't ever happen."

Harry let out a sigh of relief and nodded, "What is it, then?"

Severus cleared his throat, "For starters, there is one person who would like to split us up." He held up his hand, "And before you say anything, no; it's not the Dark Lord. It's the Headmaster."

Harry's not so shocked face begged Severus to continue. He raised his brow, curiously, and waited.

"Well, he seems to think that if you and I are together you'll be more likely to join the Dark Lord." He paused and cleared his throat again; unsure as to whether or not he should tell Harry just who he was loyal to, "You see he's planned to break us apart without us knowing. Albus has always been an excellent strategist and in this he hasn't failed. His plan is to lull us into a false sense of security�" Severus really didn't want to tell his young lover the next part, "Then give me false information to pass on to the Dark Lord, causing him to punish me and, in the end, kill me. Albus is positive that with both of your lovers dead by you-know-who's hand, that you would be more likely to side with him."

The younger man took all of this in, his head cocked to the side, "Right, and he really thinks I'll fall for this?"

Of course, Harry had no idea that Voldemort had nothing whatsoever to do with Draco's death, and slowly he was beginning to realize the man didn't, but without proof�

"He expects you to be as na�ve as he wants you to be. In fact, he's positive that you're quite stupid and the only thing that got you this far was him and his guidance."

Harry snorted, "Sure, that's the reason. It had nothing to do with the fact that I have my own mind and can think for myself."

"What do you suppose we do?" Severus asked quietly.

This was where he would find out whether telling Harry about Albus' plan was a good idea or not. Should the younger man fly off the handle, he would have known it was a bad idea. But if Harry actually sat down and thought things through, coming to a decision, and an intelligent one at that, then Severus would be satisfied that Harry was indeed smarter than Albus gave him credit for. Not that he thought he wasn't.

"We let him go on with his plans as if we know nothing. When he gives you the false information, and I'm sure you'll know it's false, then you act as if you're going to Voldemort to tell him and, in doing so, get punished and killed." Severus was impressed with the logic and was about to say so when Harry continued, "I know you're loyal to him, Severus. I think you should tell him of this ahead of time so he'll know it's a set up. That was he won't kill you like Albus suspects."

Severus blinked at Harry for a few moments, who had a smirk on his face, "You know?"

"How can I not? You don't spat his name, and even if you weren't loyal, you'd still fear him and when you spoke of him it would show through. It doesn't. You respect him and are loyal. He's lucky to have you as one of his followers," Harry said matter-of-factly.

The older man nodded, "Good idea. That's what we'll do. I just hope I can get word to the Dark Lord before Albus feeds me the lies." He paused, "You're not upset that I'm loyal to him?"

"As long as you don't get in my way when I go to kill him, then I'm perfectly fine with whom you support," Harry said with finality.

The older man nodded and they went to sit down for dinner, talking quietly about the day's events like classes and whatnot. Dinner passed peacefully and although neither had forgotten about their previous conversation, they chose not to speak of it again until it was time.

Severus eventually got summoned again, sooner than he thought and he was grateful for that fact because Albus hadn't had time to feed him the false information yet, and while he was in his Lord's presence he had another private meeting to inform him of what Albus was attempting.

Voldemort's red eyes gleamed with amusement, "He thinks he'll get one past you, Harry and I, does he?" He laughed, "Am I correct in assuming you told Harry of this plan?"

The dark haired man nodded, "He's aware and, in fact, he's the one who suggested I tell you of what Albus is doing to prevent you from going into a rage and killing me when you found out what you were told was false."

Impressed, Voldemort raised a brow, "Harry did, hmm? Of course I knew he was capable, unlike that fool Dumbledore, but hearing that he thought this up on his own pleases me. Tell me, do you think he'd follow me or is he still convinced that I'm responsible for Draco's death?"

Severus thought for a moment, "Well, he doesn't say your name with loathing anymore, and he knows I support you but isn't upset about it. He said as long as I don't stand in his way when he tries to kill you he doesn't care who I support."

The Dark Lord laughed, "Oh, that's priceless. I certainly hope once we meet again that I can convince him otherwise."

Snape smiled, "I'm sure, with a little work, we could convince him Lucius was operating under his own devices, not yours."

He nodded, "Yes, yes. I would have to agree with you there, Severus. Perhaps we can plan something. Wouldn't it be wonderful for him to show up to try and rescue you?" His eyes lit up, "Merlin, Severus, I think I've got something we can work with. Tell Dumbledore that you're worried Harry might follow you here if he thinks you're in danger. He'll probably send Harry in hopes that watching you die will cause him to kill me on the spot!"

"Of course, My Lord. An excellent plan. I'm sure it will work perfectly," Severus said respectfully. It actually was perfect.

After talking a few more minutes Severus bade his master farewell and apparated back to Hogsmeade. During the walk up to the castle he put his thoughts in order. He knew he had to go see the Headmaster immediately to put Voldemort's plan in action then go inform Harry of what the Dark Lord had said. Voldemort had made it clear that he wanted Harry to think this was an open invitation to kill him when really it was an attempt to seduce him to the 'dark side'.

Once Severus had told the Headmaster, who smiled and assured him Harry would be kept at the school, he ran down to the dungeons to tell Harry. The young man grinned and nodded as he spoke, thinking it was the best plan he had heard in a long time, aside from his own plan.

"Merlin, Sev, that's fucking great! And you say Voldemort came up with this?"

Severus nodded, "He's very intelligent, you know. And actually, he's not a very violent man. He only kills because Albus provokes him. He'd be more than happy to quietly and gently close the Wizarding World off from the muggles without violence. All he ever wanted was blood purity, but not to the extent that Albus claims."

Harry looked at him oddly for a moment then nodded as he frowned, "I see. Well, perhaps I can have a little talk with him about that before I kill him."

The older man laughed, "Perhaps, love. Now, let's go to bed."

They fell into bed, kissing, touching, licking, nipping and sucking, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms as they did every night. Neither was aware that their plans would be put into action sooner rather than later.

Albus, after Severus had left his office, fell into the trap that had been set for him without realizing it. In his mind he was determined to send Harry after Severus to, as Voldemort put it, watch the 'monster' kill his second lover and send him into a murderous rage, killing Voldemort in the process. Of course, should Harry die while fighting the Dark Lord, Albus wouldn't be upset as long as Voldemort died as well. He vowed to make all of this happen as soon as possible so he could rid his world of the people he didn't see fit to live in it.

And don't his thoughts make him more like the Voldemort he describes to people?

Within a week the plans were set into motion. Albus fed Severus false information, Severus knew what it was as soon as he heard it, and within a day he was summoned once more. After his Potions Master had left, he called Harry to his office and told him that Severus had been captured and the only one who could save the older man was Harry. He gave the younger man a portkey, which was programmed to follow Severus' magical signature, and told him the phrase to activate it.

Harry showed up at Voldemort's lair ready to fight. He was in the middle of a circle of his followers and just smiled when he saw the young man appear out of nowhere. Severus held his breath, hoping their own plan would work. Lucius sneered, Bella squealed at the prospect of killing him, and all of the other Death Eaters watched the scene play out in front of them with fascination.

"Ahh, Harry Potter. I see you have come to try and kill me once more. Severus has informed me of your precious Dumbledore's plans to get the both of you, as well as me, killed. Unfortunately for him we're all a lot more intelligent than he thinks, hmm?"

Harry's eyes narrowed at the man in front of him, "Tom, don't you think we're both a little too old to be taunting each other like children? He's not my precious Dumbledore; he can rot in Hades for all I care. But there is one thing I would like to ask before I kill you."

Voldemort chuckled, "Ask away, Harry."

The younger man ignored the use of his first name and the softness of the tone, "Why did you have Draco killed? Were you so upset that I was happy that you had to take away the one thing I loved more than anything? Were you trying to break me so I would fall into your hands weak enough for you to kill me without me fighting back?"

"Actually, I had nothing whatsoever to do with your lover's death, Harry, "Voldemort said in all seriousness, "If you would like to punish the person who did, by all means, have at it. Lucius!"

The blonde man stepped forward from his place in the circle and bowed, "My Lord, whatever can I do for you?"

His red eyes gleamed brightly, "You can die. Harry, he's all yours. This was the man responsible for Draco's death. In fact, I punished him myself for disobeying me when he killed the young man. I had nothing against young Draco; in fact I quite liked him. But he wasn't alone in what he did. There were�.others." Voldemort turned his head slightly and called out to the others who had helped kill the young blonde, "Bella, Rodolphous, Rabastian, Avery, Nott, MacNair."

The six Death Eaters stepped forward and bowed, knowing they had no choice. Harry looked at them all with contempt in his eyes.

"So these are the great Death Eaters who locked up a sixteen year old without food, water or a wand, weakened him, then tortured, beat and raped him until he was dead?" Voldemort nodded, "Did it make you feel big to do those things to him?" Harry asked. "Did you enjoy it?" He snorted, "Well, I hope you did because now I'm going to kill you for taking away my happiness."

He raised his wand and cast the killing curse six times, not bothering to dirty his hands with the torture they deserved. Surprisingly, they didn't try to run when their turn came and that just made Harry smirk more; they knew they deserved it. He left Lucius for last, made him watch his fellow Death Eaters get struck down by a mere seventeen year old boy, then turned to him with a wicked look in his eye.

"Are you ready to die like you killed your son? Perhaps you'll see him on the other side. Then again, I doubt your soul would ever be cleansed enough to walk with Draco," he sneered.

The blonde man stood tall, regal, and proud, not letting the little whelp have the pleasure of knowing that inside he was screaming for help, mercy. Harry was convinced, since he knew Lucius was the one to rape Draco and not any of the others, that he should have to suffer the same fate. But he didn't want to touch the man and he certainly didn't want Severus to touch him either. Of course, there were others who were present who would be more than happy to do so.

Harry was about to ask them who would like to do the honors when a voice cut him off, "Now, Harry, how would you like to join us?"

A/n: I know this was a cliff-hanger, but seeing as there's only two more chapters, Chapter 10 then the Epilogue, I figured it was well worth it to have this leave you hanging. Don't worry, the next one will wrap up everything about how Harry is changing from who he was and the last will kind of be a closing chapter of their lives. As I said before; I'll only write a sequel if asked, by a lot of people and only if I'm given ideas. I never planned to write one. I hope you're enjoying this so far. Oh, and I'm also aware that Harry's words near the end are completely lame.

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