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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 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 so someone else can borrow them later.

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

Chapter 14: Reclaiming Harry's Property

Becca was just sitting at the small table in the kitchen at Hogwarts while Kreacher was staring at her. She drank her juice and took small bites out of her sandwich and could feel the fatigue setting in. She had done too much hopping from one place to another in addition to the other things today and she knew she needed rest. Kreacher appeared to be of the same opinion.

"Mistress need rest. Mistress can't do without rest in her condition." Kreacher scolded his new Mistress with a wag of his finger at her.

"Yes, Kreacher," she told the funny little elf, "I will have to get some rest, but first I must speak with the head elf of the castle." Without even calling his name the elf suddenly materialized in front of her.

"Mistress Becca, I have done what you asked. Here are the trunks all packed." The young woman accepted the trunks as she noted that all four trunks were labeled with the room of what was packed in them. Each trunk was from a different part of the castle, Potions Classroom and Office, Potions Living Quarters, Headmasters Office and Study and Headmasters Living Quarters. She put them into one of her many pockets hidden in her stylish royal blue robes. It was something she had learned from her grandfather. He always had many pockets and would hide little surprises for her in them. She thought in retrospect about him now, and then with a shake of her head gave her attention back to the room of elves.

"Has everyone been informed of what to expect?" When the head elf nodded his head, she pulled out a package of scarves from another pocket and continued. "There are two hundred scarves in here for each of the house elves that want to leave. They are portkeys and need to be worn so that you and your families can be transported at the appropriate time. If any elf wants to stay at this Hogwarts you may. There will be another Hogwarts at the time line we are going to, but some of the elves will be given other duties away from the school. These are not to be looked at as clothes and will be returned to me when we are settled. Does everyone understand?" The few house elves that were in the kitchen all nodded their heads and bowed respectfully. "Good, now you may ask for more portkeys if you need them and more than one being can use them also. I need to leave and bring the trunks to their respective owners. I will return tomorrow, after I have rested and we will continue packing. Tomorrow afternoon I will need a small contingent of elves to volunteer to help pack the Chamber of Secrets. We need the information that is contained in several of the small anterooms off the main chamber. We also need to dissect and pack the preserved basilisk that remains there."

"It will be done, Mistress." The head elf said. Then he got a strange look on his face and said in a hushed voice "Mistress, the headmaster comes this way, you need to leave." She knew she could stay, as one of the Heir's descendents she had control of the school and the elves but she didn't want to battle with that old fool right now so she heeded the warning of the old head elf.

Becca inclined her head and stood up. "Kreacher, you will need to come with me. Where we are going you cannot apparate to." She bent over and picked up Kreacher and held him in her arms telling him to hold on tight then grabbed her necklace just as the headmaster was tickling the pear; she disappeared from sight without a sound.

Becca arrived in the small room the healers had vacated a few hours before. She put Kreacher down and told him to follow her and that he could sleep in her bedroom as there were no quarters for elves where they were. The elf's eyes grew large and round and he squeaked in surprise.

"Oh no Mistress, not proper to do that. Kreacher be taking a corner in the kitchen but can't sleep in Mistress' room." The little being was so upset he started to pull on his ear, twisting it with worry and fear.

"Kreacher, I may need your help, I am not used to being pregnant and may need someone to get help if I feel sick. You will be there to help me." Becca assured him as she watched the distraught elf think about what she said.

"Kreacher can do as Mistress Becca commands." He looked at her with pride in his eyes. "A good elf, Kreacher being." Becca smiled and accepted his appraisal of himself with quiet humor. Elves could be so emotional.

Becca flicked on a monitor to see if her two men survived their earth shattering experience. She looked at the monitor fondly, seeing the men sleeping on the bed. The smaller of the two lying on the chest of the other man and having placed his arms slightly under the shoulders of his partner, palms up, as if holding on for dear life with his thighs straddled across the older man's hips, legs bent at the knees to fold back on each side. It didn't look very comfortable, but they seem to be sleeping well. The pale golden glow was still surrounding their bodies and she knew that all the pure magic was unbound and the evil dark stain that had been in Harry's soul was gone. The older man had his arms loosely around the younger man's waist and the most peaceful expression that Becca had seen in a long time. She chose not to wake them and flicking off the monitor, made a gesture to Kreacher for him to follow and sleepily made her way to her sleeping quarters.

The room was not much, but it was comfortable. It wasn't as if she lived here, it was just temporary quarters for a few days. The queen size bed was lush and covered in a white comforter with white Egyptian cotton sheets and white blinds at the windows. The floor was covered in plush emerald green carpet and the walls reflected the carpet in a soft sea green. There was a small white love seat in front of the fireplace that was big enough for Kreacher to take a nap on. It had a multi colored throw blanket on it that would do for the elf. The adjoining bathroom was of the same color as the bedroom and she turned to it to take a hot shower.

When she entered the bathroom, she immediately turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature, pulled one of the sea foam green towels off the shelf and stripped to get into the refreshingly hot water. Becca right away noticed the small bulge in her stomach and gave pause for the child she now was playing host to. She had been so busy that she had not thought through the ramifications the pregnancy would have on her plans. Having grown up in such a sheltered world and never having been pregnant before, she wondered how much this would change her life even for a little while.

She knew she would miss the baby and the two men if they did not want to come with her on her designated assignment. She was to start a new time line to keep Harry Potter from suffering the way he had done in this time line. He was not raised to be the self confident and intelligent man that he was suppose to be. He hadn't grown up trained as he should have been. There was a wealth of knowledge he should have been raised on that the current Harry didn't even know yet. The fact was, the Dark Lord Voldemort and Dumbledore had too much power and had gotten away with too much to be able to properly fix this time line. Too many people had already died that were to be a major part of the Wizarding World's stabilization to the old ways. From the very foundations of the earth the original great power had made promises for all magical creatures and had watched as the world declined into this light and dark issue and completely ignored the evil that had taken over both sides. They all needed to be trained in the true power of the race and stop their foolishness.

The truth was magic was both light and dark, and the caster was either good or evil. She was here to put the proper balance back into perspective. Right now there were two evil, powerful wizards vying for power. One was a dark wizard that powered his magic off the negative forces that came from the earth, and the other was a light wizard that powered his magic off the positive forces that came from the earth. Both light and dark were to work in conjunction with each other as polar opposites for you can't have one without the other, but the opposites were not to imply opposition. The balance of power was very slanted toward evil and was going to cause a breakdown in the complete existence of magic and life as it was currently known. True, there could not be a world of good without evil, but it was the imbalance that was posing the threat.

She was concerned that, with a child on the way, they would not want take any more risks and instead raise their son on their own. But this time line was fraught with more danger and problems. Still, they may want a better life and would be willing to take the risks. Becca's mind was a swirl of thoughts and she couldn't seem to stop them.

She shampooed her hair and washed with the special soap she loved so much that smelled of honey and lavender. Finally feeling relaxed and clean, she stepped out of the shower, picked up the towel and wrapped herself in it while walking back into the bedroom. Standing there was Kreacher with her bathing robe in his hand waiting for her. She was grateful for the little help he could give her as she took and put on the robe, and then let the towel drop to the floor. The little elf picked up the towel and went into the bathroom make sure it was sparkling clean for the next time she needed it. Becca just smiled and climbed into bed and was asleep even before her head hit the pillow. She didn't even feel the gentle thrumming when it started five minutes later.

The next morning in another room, two souls sticky and sweaty were just beginning to rouse. Severus felt the heavy weight on top of his chest and stomach and looked down to see the messy black hair that could only belong to one person. He shifted his arms that were around Harry's waist to stroke his long tapered fingers through the untidy locks savoring the feel of the silkiness in his hand as he buried his face in its softness. He wanted to wake his mate so they could take a bath but was taking so much pleasure in the feel of each breath Harry took as he slept on. Severus was reminded of how close he had come to losing the young man and tightened his arms around him. He never wanted to live through something like that again.

Severus shifted a bit and became aware of the position in which Harry was sleeping. His legs were folded up at Severus' side as the young man was straddled across his thighs. Then he was very cognizant of the fact that he was hard and wanted Harry NOW! Desire shot through him as he shifted some more, getting Harry into a better position, moving him to the side so he could straighten his legs and stretch. Harry moaned in his sleep as he stretched and again Severus felt a jolt of desire run through his chest to his groin where he was aching to be inside Harry again. He put one hand under the young man's chin and tilted his head into a better position so he could taste the sweetness he craved.

He gently kissed Harry's mouth to see if he would get a response. The young man slightly pursed his lips and moaned but continued to sleep although his breathing changed a little. Severus did it again, Harry stilled as if waiting for something, when the older man kissed him a third time, young arms reached out and grabbed hold of him and this time he was kissed back. Harry started to giggle but the laughter soon turned into whimpers as Severus moved his hands down his back to grab his bottom and pulled him forward, connecting both morning erections together in a greeting of their own. Harry began moving his hardened shaft against Severus and mewling in those little noises the older man was learning to appreciate so much. Severus, though, had a different idea.

"Harry," Severus started to say, his voice hoarse with sleep, but Harry was rubbing against him and distracting him with his cute little sounds and his rock hard erection lining up with his own to rub together. "Harry," Severus tried again with a little more volume to his voice and actually got his mate to look at him. "Can we take this to the bathroom and have a nice long shower?" Severus was thinking about several things he would like to do with Harry and a shower was only the start of his list. Harry nodded and they got out of bed and put on the robes lying at the foot of the bed, then looked around for a bathing room. Their eyes surveyed the room and grew wide.

The room was about half the size of the infirmary at Hogwarts. Although there was only one bed in it, it was obvious the room could hold a dozen or more. It was likely used for several different occasions but was outfitted just for Harry at this time. They hadn't noticed before, but the partitions were smashed into the walls and the bedside table was in so many pieces not even a repairing charm could fix it. There was broken glass scattered on the white marble floor from a vial and the lotion container was also smashed on the floor with lotion spilled in a big puddle. In fact, the only thing that seemed to be in one piece was the bed itself.

"Um, Severus? what happened to this room?" Harry asked hesitantly. The room looked like a tornado struck. Chairs overturned and mangled most everything destroyed and yet the bed had not moved. He was so drained yesterday he didn't remember too much, but today he was sure it hadn't look like this when he had come in here.

"Harry," Severus said just as hesitantly. "I think we happened" as he looked around at the destruction surrounding him. Severus spied a door at the end of the room marked "Bathroom" and steered Harry in that general direction, keeping watch for any small pieces of glass that may be on the floor. They padded their way to the door carefully then opened it and looked inside.

It was obvious that some great power had happened in here too. The marbled wall that was on the same side as the bed chamber was slightly cracked. It had tiny fissures all on the one side, but the remainder of the room was alright. Harry stepped into the bathroom and looked around. It was floor to ceiling beautiful white marble with green veins running through it.

The towels were white with green edging and on one shelf in the room lay green scrubs in various sizes, like you would see in a muggle hospital. Until they could locate their belongings, if anything was here, they would have to make do with the scrubs on the shelf to change into. They quickly found their sizes and then Severus turned to start the shower. After a rapid adjustment he declared the water just right. The older man saw the soaps and shampoos on the shelf then silently lead his partner into the rush of warm spray to remove the evidence of yesterday's activities. The shower could have accommodated five men. It was huge with three shower jets, one on each of the three shower walls so they would get water from every angle.

The thunder of the warm water pounding over them was heavenly. They let the pulsating jets massage their backs as they moved around the shower stall. Eventually Harry confronted Severus with "I believe we interrupted ourselves a little while ago, now; what were we doing?" He moved toward the older man, admiring the way his body moved and the well toned chest. Severus was a good six inches taller than him but he really liked it that way. When he was standing right in front of him and bent slightly, he could cover one of his nipples with his mouth just right. His head moved forward and he latched on, loving the taste of the older man's skin and suckling gently at first but with more passion as his confidence was rewarded with Severus making those encouraging sounds.

Severus reached behind his back and pulled some liquid soap off the shelf and grabbing a flannel poured some onto the cloth so he could scrub Harry's back. As much as he liked the attention he was getting from the younger man's mouth, he was not about to let the boy wonder have the upper hand in this relationship at least not right now. He turned the young man around so that his back had water sluicing over it from one of the powerful jets on the wall. It felt wonderful to have a hand in giving Harry his shower today, considering how badly injured he was just yesterday. Severus, after washing the younger man's back, being very gentle to not rub too hard over the multitude of bruises that could be seen, moved lower to other more intimate parts, thoroughly washing and inspecting the other aspects of Harry's body making him ready for his morning calisthenics. Oh, yes, he was going to teach him more techniques this morning.

"Harry, love, I need you to put your legs around my waist." Severus said while placing his hands around the slender waist of his partner in front of him. Harry looked at Severus with a devilish glint in his eyes and gave a little hop while the older man helped him get his legs in position. But his legs had soap all over them and he was slipping so Severus knocked all the little soap and shampoo bottles from the little shelf built into the marble and pushed Harry up against the wall to better hold him. Now he had the young man right where he wanted him. He held Harry's legs open with his forearms holding him up, his raging cock, engorged dark red in color, begging entrance to the place he ached the most to fill. He kissed Harry to distract him, hoping the soap and shampoo they had been using was going to be enough lubricant as he couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to delve into that firm ass, needed it like one needs the air they breathe. He kissed his young lover and his tongue was mimicking the movements he was about to engage in farther down, gasping for breath and still his mouth trying to desperately get into more of Harry. Then when he thought he could not take it any longer, he pushed hard into Harry in one fluid motion with a thrust of his hips that would have knocked him over if the older man didn't have a good grip on him.

The green eyed beauty grunted as his older lover pushed into him. Harry looked into his lover's face and saw the lust driven glint in the obsidian eyes. "Severus! Please more!" Harry shouted as he tried to reach and meet each thrust that was coming faster and faster. "Ah, yes there... more..."

"You love this, don.t you my bond mate. You love my cock in you, splitting you apart; you were made just for me." Severus was panting and with each thrust could feel Harry's channel tighten around him and he was not sure how much longer he could last. "Feel me inside you Harry, you need it. You crave and hunger for me to fill you up to complete you." Severus was no longer worried about his mate wanting him or that he was too old, he just wanted to keep the young man forever. "You are mine!" He shouted to Harry and knew he meant it. No one would ever be able to take him away again.

"Yes, yours Severus, I belong to you, and only you." Harry whimpered as he could feel an electric jolt coming down his back and ripping straight to his groin, then he yelled out "Severus" as he came, gushing large amounts of fluid from his raging cock and squeezed around Severus as he too shouted and came. Harry could feel the larger cock spewing its seed into his channel and reveled in the simple act of making love to his only lover.

Severus, after catching his breath, was still inside Harry and began kissing him slowly and savoring the after glow of having his Harry at his mercy. He chuckled a bit or maybe a lot for him and gave a quick thrust at the younger man to get his attention.

"So now that I have you where I want you, what would you like me to do?"

"Hummmmm, I actually wouldn't mind a repeat of your earlier performance, but my stomach says I need to eat." He quirked his eyebrow at Severus but leaned forward to give him another kiss just as his stomach growled. This time the kiss was loving and chaste, not hurried in a fit of passion as it was earlier. "Do you know what the time is?"

"Well," Severus answered with a smile, "I would say it is breakfast time. Let's get cleaned up, finish our shower and see if we can find you some food to eat. You, young man, need your strength."
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