Bound by Blood (and Faith) | By : wlkellogg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 20386 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter 12
Snape turned around and looked at Harry. He was shocked by what he saw. Harry's shirt was soaked through with blood and the boy was very nearly blubbering. His heart nearly broke at the sight and he came back over to Harry's side. “Calm down, Harry, I'm not mad at you.”
Harry reached for him again, and this time, Snape took Harry's hand in his own. The boy cried for a moment, and, very quickly, Snape couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled Harry into his arms and held him close, completely forgetting about the fact that the mark was probably extremely sensitive right at the moment. But Harry didn't seem to mind, he melted into Snape's arms, tucking his head under Snape's chin. Snape was amazed at how well the boy fit there. When Harry tentatively slipped his arms around Snape's waist, his breath caught a little. “Merlin help me, boy, you will be the end of me yet.”
Harry looked up at Snape and pulled back just enough to wipe at the tears on his cheeks. Snape relaxed his hold on Harry, almost unwillingly, but he still didn't dare give in to what he wanted. There was no way that this boy was meant for him. He had done so much wrong, that he couldn't possibly deserve him. “How is that mark feeling, Harry?”
“It's better than it was,” Harry answered, taking a step back. Snape let him go, though it pained him to do so. He nodded and glanced at the time.
“Good. Are you alright to play tonight?” he asked. Harry nodded quickly.
“Yeah. Are you going to come watch me?” There was a hopeful quality to the question that warmed Snape's heart.
“I will attempt to make it. I have a lot of grading to complete before tomorrow. But for now, you should get going or you will be late,” Snape said, even though Harry still had a good half hour before the pre-game practice began. Harry frowned slightly, but he nodded. With a longing look over his shoulder, Harry picked up his bag and headed upstairs to get his Quidditch gear and broom.
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