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Death Eater Takes a Holiday	By : LeeLeePotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 42271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11 Wet

Harry laughed at the sight of Sev dragging himself from the
lake, bits of vegetation hanging from his clothes and hair. Severus shuddered
as a tentacle from the giant squid brushed past his legs. Harry laughed even
harder, earning him a glare. Sev was taking the last few steps to the shore
when his expression turned from sudden awareness to annoyed. Harry watched
Severus reach down into the lake, wondering why, when Severus stood upright,
pulling with him his shoe from the muck on the bottom of the lake.

At this point Harry exploded with gales of laughter, falling
to the ground clutching his sides, not caring in the least when the muddy shoe
hit him. Severus stood on the grass in one shoe and one muddy sock half off,
glaring at the hysterical figure writhing on the ground. Harry held out his
hand for Sev to pull him up. A small smile now forming on his lips, Sev put his
hand out to help Harry up.

Harry had other plans and pulled Severus down to the grass.
Before Sev could get his bearings Harry had flipped over,ing ing Sev with him.
With the sun behind him Harry's face took on an almost ethereal quality. Harry
took the sleeve of his robe, wiping off Sev's face, pulling him up for a
passionate kiss. Sev didn't care if he
ever breathed again. Harry kissed him hard, pulled back only to gasp for air
and plunged in again. There was no battle for dominance; Harry had claimed the
mouth below him with intensity.

After some time Harry abandoned Sev's tonsils for an attack
on his long slender neck. "I thought I'd never get to kiss you
today," breathed Sev.

"Mmm�" Harry agreed. "Nothing personal, but
your neck tastes like lake water." Harry teased.
"I can't believe the Headmaster dropped me in the lake.
I thought he was going to hex me into oblivion. You think he's still mad?"

Harry chuckled. "I don't think he was too mad to start
with. He was worried that you were going to hex Ron. And to think, it was the
first time you guys were having fun together in days." Sev snorted.
"I was a bit surprised that Dumbledore was hit like that. Not that I'm
surprised he would protect Ron, but I would have expected that he could have
blocked you or something; he did defeat Grindelwald, after all."

Severus smiled and leaned on one elbow. "Easily,"
Sev explained. "Here in school, blocking spells you've learned block out
all types of spells, well most, depending on how strong your magic is
compared to who's attacking you, but there are better blocking spells to use in
battle.�

�Let�s say I come along and see youa dua duel; you have
blocking spells to protect you. But I see a powerful wizard come along and he
also attacks you. There are spells I could use to help you, but not if you've
blocked me too." Harry nodded, as he understood so far. "If you used
a type of blocking spell that only blocked out hexes and curses, but enabled
helpful or at least harmless spells you would be safer and wouldn't use as much
of your energy to cast it. If I had intended to hurt Ron, Dumbledore would
never have been hit by me."

Harry's smile was wide. Severus had explained all this and
it hadn't even occurred to him that he shouldn't know this information at his
age.

"What?"

"I guess Dumbledore let you keep the important
memories." Sev smiled in realization. "Smart man." Harry winked
at Sev, and pulled a green slimy thing out of his hair. "I think you need
a real shower now," he said getting up, pulling Sev with him.

"Speaking of how smart Dumbledore is, I'm surprised he
left us alone. He's been watching me fairly carefully." They leisurely
walked to the showers. "It's almost like giving us permission, leaving us
alone like this, but he's been watching too close for that to be the case. I
don't think he's sure about your being gay or not."

"I think he doesn�t want to ruin any chances of us
becoming friends, so he won't separate us completely," said Harry, just
reaching the entrance to the showers. "We should spell the entrance
locked." Harry stopped short as a mop hit him in the shoes and Sev walked
into him. Harry could feel Sev pressed against him, and his cock stiffened in
response, despite the fact that he had just walked into Filch. He wondered
briefly, since every time he saw Filch with a mop Severus pressed his
hard-on against him, would this be the start of a sick sexual perversion? Would
the sight of mops have such an effect on him for years to come? He shook
off that thought when he realized Filch was speaking to them.

"No need to spell the doors boys, I'll make sure the
ladies don't come in. Hurry up, lunch is being served soon."

They smiled at each other, entering the large room with a
row of showerheads. Filch ignored them, staying near the door, mopping up the
remains of the water fight and keeping any girls away.

Sev chose the shower across from Harry; it was far enough
away, but made for a good view. Sev had been near the doorway, so if Filch had
looked over he could see Severus, but Harry was behind a wall. Harry took full
advantage of that fact. Severus took off his clothes and looked around for
soap. Harry had started a strip tease. By the time Severus had looked over to
Harry after finding the soap, Harry had his jeans opened and hanging
seductively off his hips. As he peeled off his shirt, arms over his head, the
pants inched even further down those delectable hips. The unmarked skin, a
slight tan line� it was all Sev could do not to pounce on him. All he could do
was stare at the gorgeous form in front of him, with an occasional glance at
the door to see that Filch was busy.

With his clothes finally off, Harry began to wash, and wash
he did. He slowly rubbed soapy suds all over his body, giving special attention
to his hard cock. He turned away and washed the front of his legs slowly,
reaching all the way down to his ankles, giving the perfect view of his firm
backside. Sev continued to wash and
shampoo, trying to keep his back to the doorway, to obstruct the view of his
raging hard-on. He was tempted to put up a silencing charm when he started to
moan at the sight before him. Harry stood under the water caressing the soap on
his body, all the while stroking himself.

Sev couldn't take his eyes off of Harry; watching his mouth
that was slightly open in a silent moan, his eyes never straying from Sev, the
hand rinsing off soap would stop and pinch a nipple, the other hand continued
stroking himself. This was torture and Sev knew that Harry was really enjoying
torturing him. As he watched he wanted desperately to touch himself, but the
nasty caretaker was still mopping in the next room.

Looking back at
Harry's face he could see the O shaped mouth, his lower lip quivered slightly.
Their eyes met again and Harry looked down. Sev followed his line of sight just
in time to see him climax. After milking his cock for every last drop, Harry
leaned his head back against the tile, letting the water run over his face.
Severus closed his eyes in the hopes of burning the memory into his brain.

When Fitch had yelled at them for taking too long, they
quickly spelled their clothes clean. Harry pulled on his tight jeans and Sev
pulled over his robes, brushing off the front, looking in a full-length mirror
to see how obvious his erection was. Walking would not be easy. They walked up
to the castle in front of the caretaker.

"You�re evil," whispered Sev.

Harry grinned. "You love it," said Harry, licking
his lips.

Harry knew he had left Severus in an uncomfortable position.
When Harry had been fending off Severus days ago, they seemed to end up alone
all the time, but now that they wanted private time, it seemed impossible to
get. After lunch they went to the
Astronomy Tower, only to find a few first years competing at spitting off the
edge. Their special spot by the lake was also currently in view of Hagrid out
on the grounds. Eventually they settled on a promise that Harry would make it
up to him, and they went flying with Ron instead. Ron had brought his and
Harry's brooms down in hopes that they would go flying. Together they all went
looking for the best broom from the shed for Severus.

"Hey Harry look at this," Ron held up a camera
hidden behind some brooms. "I forgot we hid this in here last week. We'll
have to give it back to Colin on Monday when he comes back," said Ron,
taking aim at Harry and Sev. "Say cheese," Harry put his arm around
Sev's shoulder and they smiled for the picture.

Flashback a week or so�

Colin Creevy had decided to interview quidditch players in
the locker rooms like muggle sports casters did. Harry and Ron grabbed his
camera, explaining that if there were any pictures of him undressed, Harry would
have to kill him, so it was in Colin's best interest to let them have the
camera. They had stashed it in the broom shed, intending to give it back
eventually, but then they had forgotten all about it.

That evening at dinner Filius told them that after talking
to the girls at the lake, Minerva had asked if she could join in their chess
games. Ron had remembered that it was her that had made the giant chess set to
protect the stone all those years ago. So they had spent the rest of the
evening in the Great Hall instead of their common room. As it turned out, McGonagall was a
formidable player. The hall was starting to look like a chess tournament.

Harry sat against the wall, with a pad and charcoal pencil.
He kept looking up at Ron and looking back at the pad, adding detail to his
picture.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" Sev asked timidly.
"Sure" Severus' height made it easy for him to see
the drawing. Harry looked up at Sev and back at the drawing. Sev suddenly
looked nervous and shifted in his seat. Harry laughed at him. "It's ok
Sev, I know."

"Know what?" he asked, sounding unsure.

Harry snorted. "I know that you�re nervous because
you've seen my picture and you think I'm waiting for your opinion and you don�t
want to tell me how bloody awful this is."

For a brief moment Sev looked relieved then thought he
should argue so as not to insult Harry's picture. It was pretty bad.

"You didn't sit right down, you asked first. Why?"

"You looked intent on your work and I didn�t want to
interrupt."

Harry smiled.
"Exactly. My aim was to look less approachable... Not to you," he
added. "This way I could sit back and relax in a room of people, and keep
to myself if I want to.

Sev nodded, he understood. "I do like the concept of
your picture though," said Severus, looking at the drawing again. "I
first thought it was Ron on a horse, now I see it's a knight from the chess
set. It's Ron in his element. That's a very creative way to depict him."

Harry smiled, he knew he wasn't really that creative, but
that he had actually seen Ron as a knight, but he wasn't going to disillusion
Sev now. Looking back across the room, he saw Ron was worrying his lip before
making his move.

Ron was in his element and when Ron had a chance to
shine, Harry sat back and enjoyed watching his friend.

Harry and Sev sat in a comfortable silence.

"Good evening, Harry, Severus."

"Hello Professor Dumbledore," they answered almost
together.

Albus gave them a smile. "Harry, I was wondering if you
could stop by my office before you head off to your common room tonight."
He always had a way of making it sound like he was politely asking a question,
never giving an order. No one would ever say no to him.

"Yes, sir."

"Good, I'll see you later. Goodnight, Severus."
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