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 15
Five days later. Wednesday.
Harry sniffled, cursing his stuffed up nose. He felt like he'd recently been trampled by a herd of wild thestrals, despite multiple trips to the infirmary for some Pepperup Potion. The stubbornly persistent cold had Madame Pomfrey concerned. No matter what she tried, she couldn't cure Harry of it. Right now, he was on his way down to the dungeons for Potions with Ron and Hermione in tow.
“Harry, you should go see Madame Pomfrey about that cold. It sounds pretty bad.” Hermione suggested.
“I've tried that. She's given me four doses of Pepperup, and I still feel like crap,” Harry moaned. Ron patted him on the back with a sympathetic look as they walked into the Potions classroom. Harry shrugged away from Ron's hand. He had done this every time they had entered this classroom, so neither of his friends thought anything of it.
A sneeze drew Snape's attention. Harry smiled at him apologetically. Snape signaled to Harry that he wanted to see him later and Harry nodded. Ron sat down beside him and started getting ready for class. Harry smiled at him and got to work on the day's potion.
It was all Snape could do not to hover over Harry and that Weasley brat to make sure he kept his hands to himself. As it was, the period dragged on until finally, the bell dismissed the class. Harry leaned over to say something private to his friend and Snape hid a clenched fist up the sleeve of his robe. Ron grabbed Hermione's sleeve and all but pulled her from the room. The other students filed from the room, but Harry was busying himself straightening the perfectly ordered potion reagents that were lined up on the edge of the desk. Finally, they were alone, and Snape closed the door behind the last Slytherin to leave.
A violent sneeze shattered the quiet of the room, bringing Snape's mind abruptly to the topic he wanted to discuss with Harry. He crossed the room with long strides that closed the distance between the two in only a few steps. Without his normal hesitation, he pulled the boy to his chest and buried his face in that unruly mop of hair. Harry quickly returned the embrace. Snape could feel Harry's mark throbbing beneath the thin fabric of the light shirt Harry was wearing. For a moment, it felt like it was calling to him. And he was so hot, dear Merlin, how sick was this boy? “Why haven't you gotten this cold taken care of yet?”
“Tried. Madame Pomfrey gave me a couple doses of Pepperup and it still hasn't kicked it. Don't know what's going on. But you're so warm... Please don't let go yet,” Harry murmured into Snape's chest. Snape looked down at him, taking in his flushed face and subtle trembling.
“Harry, are you shivering?” he asked, unwilling to trust his own assessment.
Harry nodded. “I'm so bloody cold. There should be a law against it being this cold.”
Snape touched his long fingers to Harry's forehead and bit back several choice words that were probably not fit for a child's ears, though his mind was quick to remind him that Harry wasn't all that childlike anymore. Harry was burning up. “Harry, you are very ill. You need to be resting.”
“I'll be fine. Didn't wanna miss your class. I's th' only time I see you...” Harry slurred. Snape looked at him, more than concerned now.
“Harry, you are not fine. You should go up to your dorm and go to bed,” Snape insisted. Harry shook his head.
“Please don' send me away. Please?” Harry whispered, nearly in tears. Snape pulled back from him and held him at arms length to look at him.
“Harry, I need you to be well, you silly boy. The only way that will happen is if you allow your body time to rest and heal. Don't make me call McGonagall down here to escort you to your bed.” Snape threatened gently, not really meaning it. Harry turned to obey and only made it two steps before his body had had enough. He crumpled and only Snape's quick reflexes saved him from a nasty fall.
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