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Changes	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 27108 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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CH19 AN: As always, my reviewers rock! Phoenix-rob – The sexy time is inching ever closer. If you're frustrated, imagine how Harry and Severus feel! I actually managed to sit down and think about the horcrux stuff yesterday and know how to sort it all out. Can't say any more than that, but I definitely know how it's going to fall out. Anything good in my stories will always be purple, it is my favourite colour, so the purple goo is definitely a good thing. As for Fragmented Soul, I have been reading it from chapter one, so have still got a lot of catching up to do (currently at chapter 67).
Apothic – Absolutely Severus is all for “self-sacrificing martyrdom.” No the horcrux was never going to Harry. Can you imagine Severus and Voldie battling it out in Harry's mind?! I like the idea of Harry's wand. Or do you mean his WAND (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). And as for the frequent updates – you're very welcome.
Nannon10 – Of course the horcrux will be needed, I'm following the novels! And, as such, you know what the Ferret is up to (fixing a vanishing cabinet). So cool to hear you've been on a “SickPuppy kick”. I'm proudest of Harry Potter and the Expert Potions Master, it actually helped me sort out some issues in my own life, so please have a mooch, if you haven't already.
Book_addict_89 - “How could you leave it there? I want to know Snape's reply to that last sentence.” That's the point of a preview, to make you beg for more! Mwahaha!
On the Cursed Child thing. I enjoyed it when I first read it as I am very forgiving of stuff that makes no sense (which is why I have a friend who points out problems in my own plots), but when I sat down to think about it I was utterly baffled. WTF is Hermione MoM (wish fulfilment much?!), why would Draco call Harry a curse on the Malfoy family?! Where does the conflict between Harry and Albus come from?! ARGH! Dammit, I said I wasn't going to start a rant. Just ignore CC as non-canon (call it AU). I do. I don't care if it technically is canon, it doesn't deserve to be!
Nightstar – you actually guessed one of my horcrux ideas with your little list. Not going to say which one, of course. I'm currently havering between two ideas and when I finally write it *sigh* will probably ask you lot which of the two it should be.
Quick reminder - at the end of chapter 18, Harry told Severus that Severus was both Harry's dominant and submissive. SP
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Chapter 19 - Having some trouble
There was silence in the room after Harry's sudden pronouncement.
“Me?” Severus asked, voice carefully neutral.
Harry wriggled his shoulders. Unable to move anywhere else, he twitched to show he was still considering.
“When have I dominated you?” Snape was confused. He had never penetrated Harry, certainly not in his werewolf state. Surely manual and oral relief in human form wasn't enough for domination to take place? And after Lupin had already staked his claim so viciously. It made no sense.
Head tilted, one ear almost pricked up as it would have been had he been a wolf, Harry was thoughtful. “Do you remember that day in the Infirmary, after it all happened?”
Snape thought back to that awful morning when he had been faced with his own disastrous failure to protect the boy and he had been all too aware of the loneliness that would now infect Harry's life, as it had infected Severus' own. He recalled feeling pity for the child now trapped by the weight not only of the Prophecy, but by the weight of his condition. His own rage at the injustice done had flared bright in him for a moment, and then receded as he had focused all his attention on easing that awful time.
“I remember,” he said simply, voice rather hoarser than usual.
“I got angry, or, I mean, the wolf did. And you made me – him - stop. You just stood there and waited 'til he - I - stopped. And that was the first time I smelt you. I knew the real you, and you somehow knew the real me. And that made me yours.”
Swallowing, Severus spoke, “Lupin seemed sure he had dominated you during your first change. He seemed convinced it had to be that violent act.”
“He was wrong.” Harry spoke simply, but with a certainty that came from listening to his animal nature and accepting it was a part of him, and brought benefits. Inside him, the wolf seemed content. He wondered how much of that was due to simply being near its master. “Domination isn't about violating or forcing someone to accept you, it's about having acknowledged that another has the power to control you, and accepting that that control is right.”
“And you, on that day, you conceded control to me when you dropped your eyes and stopped growling?”
“Yes.” Harry's ears seemed to twitch slightly. “I wish my wolf had spoken up sooner, it would have saved a lot of pain!”
But the teacher shook his head. “How could he? I had dominated you, true, but then Lupin's domination over rode mine, I would imagine. You submitted to him in your wolf state, and your submission that time was far greater than simply bowing your head. Even if you didn't think it right, your wolf knew such pain meant he had to accept Lupin's domination.”
There was another silence. Harry was running over what Snape had said. He knew that Severus wasn't blaming him, Harry, for Lupin's abuse. The Slytherin had merely stated what was true: Remus had smashed past Severus' dominance and forced his own in its place. But now Lupin was gone, the original control was back. Too, because his original connection to Snape was based on an emotional bond, it was deeper and more resilient than the purely physical one the other werewolf had forced. It had been able to survive being buried and coming back. And because Harry had had sex with Snape as a werewolf, he had dominance over the older man at the same time as being dominated by him. It was all very confusing. Despite it all, Harry found he rather liked the idea of both submitting to and being dominated by this one man. The wolf in him positively adored the idea.
“How well am I healing?” Harry asked, finally thinking that now was as good a time as any to ask.
There was no reply.
Annoyed, Harry twisted and saw Snape, brow furrowed, eyes distant as he puzzled over some issue. A slight smile lifted one corner of Harry's mouth as he observed this brilliant, infuriating, demanding, passionate man. His nose twitched with Severus' scent, mingled with the more pungent aroma of the healing balm.
Finally, shaking his head a little as though to clear it, Snape's gaze returned to Harry.
“So, what were you thinking about?”
Severus shrugged. “Just considering all the times my presence calmed you when no-one else's would, and how stupid we both were not to realise what that meant. Perhaps, even your aggression towards Lupin when we were forced to meet him in the grounds was your animal fighting over which dominant to obey?”
“Perhaps,” Harry agreed, not having ever given it much thought. Privately he thought not. After all, Lupin had so completely washed away all sense of Snape's dominance that Harry hadn't even been aware of it until after the older werewolf was dead.
“How well am I healing?” he asked again, sure this time that Severus was listening to him.
Snape didn't meet his eyes.
“Severus,” Harry said, suddenly scared, “I am healing, aren't I?”
Moving around the room and sitting in the chair by Harry's bed, the teacher rubbed his lined face, an odd expression showing.
“Severus?!” Harry was panicking a little. What if he never healed? What if he could never have sex with Severus?
Snape opened his mouth a few times to speak but nothing came out. Finally he coughed and said, “You're healed, Harry. I thought you were yesterday, and so I checked carefully today, and the scarring is all gone.”
“I'm ...” Harry puttered out, unable to understand what he was being told.
Snape shrugged his shoulders. “I didn't want to tell you. It means I have no more excuses not to do what we both want.”
“I'm … we can ...” Harry spluttered, then a smile split his face in two. “We can have sex?”
He saw the resigned nod.
“We can have sex!” he yelled, wanting to grab the other man and do just that.
Severus, thankful that he hadn't yet ended the Petrification spell on Harry's lower body, was out of reach. He gave the youngster a weary smile, but one that was tinged with genuine affection.
“We can have sex,” he agreed. “If you are certain that is what you wish.”
For a moment, Harry looked angry, and amber glowed amongst the emerald. “You're an idiot,” he said without heat. “You know I want this. The real question is, do you? Dumbledore forced you into having me back here and has pretty much ordered you to do me. But with Lupin gone, and our mutual dominance, I don't think I'll be much of a danger any more. So, if you don't want to,” Harry took a breath, not really wanting to say the final words, “you don't have to.”
Severus ran his tongue over his lower lip, making Harry ache. “When you manipulated yourself back into my room, I admit, I was angry. But I want to have sex with you, despite knowing it is wrong, despite knowing you are too young, despite knowing this can never be anything but temporary. Despite it all, I want you.” For a brief moment his eyes softened, then all emotion vanished. “But not today, Harry.”
“Why?!”
Snape's jaw worked as he formulated his ideas. “I have just learned I am your dominant, and your submissive. You have just learned that the damage done to you three months ago has been healed. These are big things to process, and I want us both to have the chance to really understand what they mean before we commit to the act we both long for.”
While Harry waited for the Petrification spell to be lifted – and tried not to resent the older man who was ensuring his stillness, despite it not being necessary – he thought about what it might mean to be dominant and submissive at the same time. Snape was not much of a fan of feeling out of control, and learning that he was Harry's submissive would hardly have pleased him. At the same time, as he had let the wolf fuck him, he must have realised what that meant. Still, head reeling, Harry tried not to focus on the one fact that threatened to dominate all – he could have sex.
At the same time Severus was trying to tell himself that he should have sex with Harry. Really, his reason for doing so – to prevent Harry becoming a danger to others – had been blown out of the water recently, so now he only had his own greedy desire left to spur him on. Even if Albus had already given tacit approval, even blatant encouragement, the teacher wanted to believe he was doing the right thing, not merely the selfish thing.
Finally, Harry felt the slight tingle in his thighs that told him the spell had been lifted, and he stretched, arching his back to ease his spine. That his ass ended up in a rather wanton position was merely a fortuitous chance. He smiled to himself as he heard Snape shuffling, his throat needing to be cleared.
Body healed, mind soothed, and soul calmed by his teacher, Harry pulled on his trousers and went into the living area they shared.
“So, when do you think you'll be comfortable with the idea of … us?” Harry asked, voice deliberately composed.
Scratching his chin, Snape shook his head. “You know it isn't just about that. Depending on how quickly I have to kill Albus, you could be left without your submissive very shortly. Are you really ready for that?”
“You're my dominant too.” The younger man pointed out. “And at the moment, I've done more dominating. You need to have sex with me to remind the wolf that he isn't in charge of everything.”
“Is that reasoned argument or wishful thinking?” The voice was sardonic.
Honestly, Harry replied, “A little of both. But it does make sense. If you have dominated me, even in this body, then that must help calm the wolf side too? I know … he … Lupin did it when I was a werewolf, but he only had that one night. Surely my feelings for you matter more in this?”
The teacher didn't answer. He was afraid to ask what Harry thought he felt, because it would only hurt all the more when he was told the youngster had made a mistake.
“I think, perhaps, Friday would be best, if that suits you. I'd rather be able to take my time and not have to worry about early mornings, nor having to rush to breakfast.” Severus spoke slowly, as though the words were being forced out of him. He saw the green eyes sparkle.
“Friday?” the voice was breathless. “Friday is good. Friday is great! I was expecting you to say we couldn't do it for ages and ages!”
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CH19 AN – Thank goodness! We finally inch closer to proper Snarry (where Severus gives Harry a good pounding, not the other way around)!
CH20 preview: It's called Will you give in to me? I shall say no more than that. SP
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