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The Third Time is a Charm	By : ladyedgecombe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own the HP Universe. I admire. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I don’t make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back

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The Third Time is a Charm

Disclaimer: I do not own or have interest in any of the Harry Potter universe. I admire J. K. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe and do not make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back so someone else can borrow them later.

Warning: Explicit sex scenes, Severus will be very OOC and a host of other characters.

Chapter 13: A New Bond

Severus had taken the vial of lotion from Becca and carefully got onto the bed with Harry, not wanting to disturb him too much. Even though the tubes and oxygen were removed, he looked vulnerable and small with bruises still on his body that would take several days to disappear. He checked to see where Becca was and only saw her hand on Harry's head over the lightning bolt scar. He didn't feel comfortable with this but as Harry moaned and turned to look at him, then gave him a nod, Severus knew his love was alright with this. The top part of the bed had been raised so that Harry was half sitting up and as Severus looked into Harry's eyes and started to focus on Harry's magical core, he could hear Becca gently giving directions and he lifted the sheet that was preventing him from getting to Harry's thighs so he could start massaging him. He then checked one more time to make sure Becca was out of sight, and removed his clothes. He poured some of the lotion on his hands and rubbed it into his palms to warm it up and was startled as he worked with the liquid, it felt like silk. It was so soothing and smelled lightly of lavender; briefly he wondered where it came from as it was like nothing he had ever felt before.

Moving his eyes momentarily to get his bearings, Severus positioned himself at the juncture of Harry's thighs and gently touched the inside of the right thigh, getting the whole area covered before beginning with the other leg. With a sudden thought of clarity, he remembered Harry complaining about his thigh hurting when they had completed the accidental soul bonding that first night. This was likely connected since it was under glamour since his Harry was fifteen months old. Albus Dumbledore had a lot to pay for. Severus shook his head to clear his thoughts and get back to the task at hand, helping his Harry.

The soft silkiness of the lotion made his hands glide over the area as though sliding through water and he marveled at the feel of touching Harry's skin. He touched his right hand to Harry's left thigh and looked to see if Harry was still with him and not passing out again. There was a low thrumming coming from the bed and Severus wondered if it was the magic flowing through the air making it do that.

Now Severus was moving his hands, one on each thigh, in circular motions, his long powerful fingers moving to the thrum coming from the bed. His right hand moving up and out to the right in a circular motion as the left following the same pattern but up and to the left, each in perfect symmetry to the sound waves flowing through their bodies. Then Severus shifted a bit and moved to Harry's hips. Very slowly Severus continued to massage Harry; going up to the tops of his thighs and closer to that part of Harry that Severus wanted to get more familiar with. The yearning in Severus' heart and the waves of energy had the older man, once again, looking up to see if his Harry was doing alright. His face was still battered although it did look much better than when he first brought him in. The jaw was reset and the bruising was already fading, he was breathing almost normally and all the broken bones had been reset and healed. They must have used some powerful healing potions and spells to get him in this shape. Severus had thought it would take at least a week for Harry to be this mobile. But his lover actually looked more energetic than earlier and returned Severus gazed straight into his eyes. This time finally seeing beyond the color and straight into his magical core Severus noticed that Harry's core was barely lit and he could actually see the blocks, like murky transparent walls around the dim light. That must be the blocks he was suppose to try to break down.

Harry could see Severus' core as well. It was like seeing a bright star in a clear cloudless sky with shades of green, silver and gold running through it, twinkling so brightly it guided Harry straight to it. The young man almost felt he could touch it and he took comfort in the fact that Severus was here to help him. He could feel the massage getting closer to his most intimate area and was thankful that no one but his soul mate had ever been this close to him before. It was so right for it to be Severus, the man he loved beyond anything else. Then Severus touched him and he wanted to float into heaven. The strong fingers that held such gentleness in their depths and the softest silkiest lotion Harry had ever felt, stroking him into hardness and gliding over and under him. Harry hitched his breath in anticipation of his lover's next move. He didn't have long to wait.

Severus was worried about the shape and lack of light to Harry's core. Now he knew why the other healers were so willing to try this so soon after healing the broken bones in Harry's body. He maintained his gaze into Harry's eyes as he touched his lover more intimately and stroked along Harry's now hardening member, feeling each vein, bump and ridge and then the mushroom head, memorizing the feel of it, smearing the fluid already leaking out and stroking in anticipation of this bonding more than the last. His deep desire to taste the flavor of Harry was almost irresistible but that would have to wait for another time. The last bonding had been fast and they came together while almost asleep, this one was planned and Severus knew he would remember so much more this time. He stroked lower now, taking each warm globe in his hand gently holding and stroking, letting the lotion cover them before moving closer to the prize underneath. Severus shifted slightly again and moved Harry's hips for better access to what he wanted most from his lover. Pouring more lotion into his hand he then began to manipulate his fingers around the sweet opening to his lover, that special place, which was begging even now to be filled. Severus tenderly probed the tight opening with his thumb using the soft pad to push and stimulate the area waiting for it to relax so he could enter, as if asking permission from Harry to penetrate him.

If Harry had not been so drained he would have jumped Severus right there and demanded he fuck him right now. Harry looked at Severus and saw the light shining from his eyes and moaned in response to the probing of his sweet opening that so wanted Severus to do MORE!

Severus spoke to his love in a hushed murmur "Harry, love, if you push a little, while I enter, it will ease the pain of our joining. Can you do that love?" Harry nodded his head and waited for Severus to do whatever he was doing again. It felt so right and he wanted it to never stop. Severus started probing 'that spot' again. Oh, how much Harry wanted him. Harry did as his lover asked and started to push just a little against Severus' thumb that was asking for entrance at his opening again. Severus slipped his thumb in and stroked inside of Harry. Harry lifted up his hips, and moaned "more, please more, oh please" as his lover stroked back and forth a few times. Oh, yes, that was good the younger man thought but not enough.

"Harry, calm down sweetheart, I don't want you to hurt yourself, we have all the time in the world to do this and I want you to enjoy it." Severus lovingly pulled Harry's hips down again and continued to stroke the young man while adding a finger to start stretching him. It was easier to stroke and scissor at the opening using the thumb and index finger, stretching and preparing with the thumb while hitting the sweet bundle of nerves with the finger at the same time. He just knew it would drive Harry wild. His left hand he placed around the base of Harry's throbbing and leaking shaft holding his hips in place as he curled his hand and squeezed to keep his young lover from coming too soon. He listened to the little mewling sounds and half words coming from his lover's mouth in rhythm to the waves of magic around the room as he tried to buck and thrust. Severus leaned down and reverently kissed the soft lips for a few seconds before once again looking into his eyes and to his magical core.

Severus removed his hand from Harry's opening and Harry seemed to deflate slightly. He smiled and kissed his young lover and asked "Harry? Are you ready?" The emerald green orbs were full of passion and lust even as they were weak and not as bright as they could have been. He stared into Severus' obsidian gaze; both connecting in a way they had never known was possible and Harry nodded and said in a raspy, emotion filled voice. "More than ready Sev, please I ache for you." With that admission Severus adjusted Harry's hips again and brushed his opening with just the tip of his engorged cock. After passing his hand over it to make sure it was lubed and ready to start its journey down Harry's channel, Severus tenderly gave a slight push that reminded Harry to push out as the older lover was pushing in. Harry with his eyes looking into Severus' complied and felt Severus' own hardness push just past the sphincter muscle as gently as he possible could. Harry felt some discomfort, but not much and Severus was right it did feel better this way. Severus pulled back a little and pushed in again going further into Harry all the while looking into the eyes of his lover.

Harry wanted to scream, he wanted Severus now! He wanted Severus to push harder and ached to be filled by him. He started to mewl and tried to thrust more of himself onto Severus' cock. Then all of a sudden, the man was halfway in. Harry wanted more and more he got. Severus stroked one more time and was finally seated all the way into Harry. He waited for Harry to adjust to the feel of being filled like this but the younger man was having none of that. He started to move but was only able to move a little, his injuries confining his actions and Severus could not stop from returning the favor. Pulling back and pushing back, hitting that special sweet spot and making Harry shout "more, please Sev" and so Severus pulled back again and pushed in faster, hitting that spot again until Harry was seeing stars. He and Harry were so close. Harry could feel his orgasm drawing up his sacs and the tingling racing down his spine into his groin, with the steady rhythm getting stronger with every stroke. Severus could feel his body pulsating and his heart pounding, moving in and out of Harry's body and the tempo getting stronger as he stabbed into that bundle of nerves again and again, making Harry see fireworks.

The magic swirled in the air, six ribbons of different colors in the richest of green, gold, and royal blue, purple, silver and a rich burgundy red going faster in a clockwise circle. It was under them and around and through them, making itself known as pure energy raced through them with every pass. Severus tried to hold off for a few more strokes. He grabbed Harry's cheek with the palm of this hand and said "Harry look at me!" When Harry looked at Severus, their eyes were glowing with magic and Severus held Harry's head so he couldn't break the connection. His other hand had a hold of Harry's leg, pushing it toward Harry's chest so he had better access to his lover. When the explosion came, both men coming at the same time with shouts of "Harry!" while "Severus" came out the younger man's mouth, and the thrumming came to a crescendo. It was like an explosion, a kaleidoscope of colors and Severus took Harry's lips with his own in a kiss before breaking to pant from the exertion of moments before. Severus skillfully rolled Harry to be on top of him leaving him straddled across his hips but still connected, while pulling the sheet over them both before falling into an exhausted sleep.

Neither man noticed the destruction of the room, how the privacy partitions were now blown into the walls nor that there was a small table turned into firewood for all the pieces it was in. They also never gave another thought to Becca or her uncomfortable presence at the beginning and didn't even know when she had left the room.

The team of healers listened for the men in the other room after a loud crash, but did not want to disturb their privacy. They briefly flipped on a monitor and saw the two men lying in bed together apparently sleeping, glowing with the energy that surrounded them. Doc looked at the others and said "I guess that was a success. Let's get some sleep ourselves." With that the healers went to their respective guest rooms to get some much needed rest.

Meanwhile, Becca was up to something else.

Becca popped into the entryway of Grimmauld Place and immediately wrapped herself in a special cloak given to her by her great granddad. The first thing she noticed was there was not a single thing left in the house. Kreacher must have taken her seriously and packed everything, including all the furniture. She didn't want to get caught by surprise so she put cushioning charms on her feet and continued into the house. She was right to be so guarded. She could hear voices from the kitchen. Who was here? She crept slowly and silently to listen at the door. "We don't know where everything went. There was nothing here when we arrived." It was someone young, a male, probably Harry's age she would guess. Then another voice, this time female and whiny "All the books are gone too and there is nothing to read here. We can't stay here; there are no beds or any other kind of furniture." Then another voice, older, a parent maybe said, "We have tried to contact Dumbledore, when he gets the owl, he will let us know what to do. We just have to wait till we hear from him." Then another younger female said "Yeah, but in the meantime there is nothing for us to do. We don't even have a place to sit."

Well this was interesting, Becca thought. She knew Dumbledore would not be in a mood to deal with these people, he was probably lamenting right now about how he can't find his prize pawn. She warded the kitchen door so no one could come out, and then made her way to the room with the tapestry, the Black family room.

Removing a rug from the middle of the floor, she uncovered the family crest underneath of what at one time was a priceless oriental rug but had now dulled with age and neglect. She took out a dagger and cut her right hand across the palm very shallowly. She then squeezed her hand into a fist and let seven drops of blood fall onto the crest. The symbol on the floor flared with a bright white light briefly and she declared. "As the heir of the Ancient and Noble House of Black, I reclaim this house for the families it rightfully belongs to, the Black family, the Malfoy family, the Potter family, the Prince family and the Snape family. All others will be immediately banished until such time as their identity can be established. So mote it be." She then let another seven drops of dark red blood drop on the crest and it flared again accepting and sealing her sacrifice, signifying the house was now warded and no one but the family could enter without permission. Moving back toward the kitchen door, she listened for the voices but heard none. She took a small pot of healing paste from her robe and healed her hand then whispered a quick "Kreacher" and the little elf popped in the room, eyes wide with wonder and bowing to his mistress.

"Mistress called?" Kreacher said surprisingly respectfully.

"Are our unwanted visitors gone?"

"Yes, Mistress, all are gone. The mudblood and blood traitors were thrown out of the house." Kreacher bowed again. "The wards have been reset to the Mistress' commands."

Becca figured that was about as much respect as she ever would get from the funny little elf. She then asked him, "Do you still have the locket that Regulus gave you to destroy, Kreacher?" Kreacher looked anguished and nodded his head. "Kreacher bad elf, could not destroy it, could not open it. Kreacher bad elf punished his self and tried again but could not do it." He started wailing and banging his head against the floor until Becca stopped him.

"That's alright, Kreacher, we will destroy it now. Can you go get it for me?" The funny little elf popped out and then popped right back in again.

"Here Mistress, Kreacher has it." He handed the locket to the young woman and she pulled out a bag from her pockets. From inside the bag, the young woman pulled out what looked like a tooth; it was the biggest tooth the little elf had ever seen. Becca sat on the floor cross legged and laid the tooth down on the floor along with the locket. She explained to the elf that it was not his fault and she was here to help with his instructions.

"Kreacher, you could not open it and destroy it because it has a secret password. This tooth is that of a basilisk and it will be able to destroy the evil within the locket. You cannot blame yourself for not having the proper tools to do the job." She then hissed "Open" at the locket and Kreacher, eyes wide and fearful, backed up into the corner of the room as if she were going to strike at any moment. Becca rolled her eye with impatience as the locket sprung open and she stabbed both sides of the locket with the tooth. A mist of black inky smoke rose from the locket and was gone. The locket was destroyed. She then returned the tooth to its protective pouch.

Kreacher started wailing again and then thanked his mistress for helping him fulfill his orders from his dead master. Merlin, these elves were such an emotional lot.

"Kreacher, do you have the trunks with everything packed in them?" Becca was getting a little tired, she needed to eat and she had more errands to run. Kreacher nodded and handed her the trunks she asked for. "Now, Kreacher, is there anything you need or want?"

"Mistress said I could go to Lady Malfoy if I packed the house. Kreacher want to go with you instead. Mistress Becca very powerful and knows pureblood ways, Kreacher being happy to serve Mistress Becca." She sat there not knowing what to do. She did not need another house elf, especially one that was so persnickety. But she could not refuse his request. He was already Harry's elf even though she suspected Harry didn't want him, but Kreacher could serve her too and he was definitely respectful to her. Maybe you can teach an old elf new tricks.

"Well, come then Kreacher, we have to go to Hogwarts." Kreacher ginned and followed his new mistress to the Hogwarts kitchens. When he saw that she could portkey straight into the school, he knew she was very knowledgeable and would bring him long life. He also knew her to be a kind witch, unlike some of the others he had served. No one could portkey into the school without the headmaster's approval and he knew the headmaster of the school did not know she was here. She had to be related to one of the founders to be able to pop into the school like that.

Becca was ravenous when she landed in the kitchen of Hogwarts, so the first thing the young woman did when she got there was ask the elves for a sandwich and a glass of pumpkin juice. They were happy to obey.

Becca looked around at the house elves surrounding her and for the first time since she had come here, she felt overwhelmed and apprehensive. She refused to acknowledge she was scared but it was there all the same. When she had come up with this plan and her great grandfathers agreed, she had never felt the enormity of it, nor did she realize how many things could go wrong. It was only day one, or was it day two. She was tired and needed some rest. The moving of the fetus had taken a great amount of power and she needed to restore her energy levels.

How was she going to be able to help all these beings and keep them safe?
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