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The Longest Week EVER!!!	By : dragonfly8605 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 14506 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2 - Day One

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�� Mum and dad had left early before I
had woken up. If it wasn�t for the damn security guard the loves to tattle on
me I would just stay here and have a party, but then that would be why I�m not
aloud to stay here alone.

�� I didn�t call Jocelyn like I told her
I would. I�m not really worried about it. If she was really mad she would have
called me last night to bitch. Grabbing enough clothes for a couple weeks, I
locked up the house, jumped in my car, and headed over to Jocelyn�s. Half way
there I called her to let her know I was one my way�Damn. I�m hungry.

�� The Snape residence wasn�t as big as
Godric�s hollow, home of �The Potters�, but it wasn�t small either. I was the
perfect combination of a family home and a grand estate. I was greeted at the
door by a very excited Jocelyn who then proceeded to scowl and complain about
my not calling her last night.

�� Come on! I�ll show you the guest
room. It�s on the other side of daddy�s door. You�ll have to be extremely
careful when you cross his door to get to mine. He�s a really light sleeper and
his days in the army have made him jumpy and paranoid. OK!�

�� In all honesty I had no intension of
sneaking into her room at night. I want to, but the way I see it, there will be
plenty of chances for naughty romps around the house. So why get myself in
trouble with the dad by sneaking around, at least this way if we don�t get
caught I�ll still be welcomed back. No doubt Jocelyn will be disappointed and
upset, but in the end a little nibble here, a little
nibble there and she�ll see it my way. She always does.

�� Heading up stairs Jocelyn pointed out Mr.
Snape�s study, their library, Mr. Snape�s bedroom, my bedroom,� her bedroom, and the restroom that I
was to use. The guest room wasn�t to overly large it was furnished like a hotel
room. A queen sized bed with four pillows, a dresser and entertainment center
complete with television and DVD player.

�� Walking over to the bed Jocelyn laid down and watched as I unpacked my clothes. I was only
staying a week but I packed enough for two. With casual clothes and nice
clothes in case we got to go out to eat or to the movies or something, all
outfits complete with matching shoes and hat. If I didn�t know any better I�d
say I primped more then my girlfriend�, but I do, so there.

�� It wasn�t long into my unpacking that
I noticed Jocelyn passed out on the bed and my stomach decided to make itself
and its empty state known again. So I figured now would be as good a time as
any to get a small snack before lunch. Cookies sound really tasty.

�� I finally found my way to the kitchen
pantry and couldn�t help but notice a box of my favorite cookies on the top
shelf. Damn I hate being short. So caught up in trying to get down those
cookies I didn�t notice Mr. Snape walk into the kitchen. I didn�t notice his
piercing eyes boring holes into my back, or as he strode over me. I didn�t
notice shit until I felt his chest and stomach flush against my back.

�� What the fuck!!!

�� Here let me get those for you.� It
was honey that was washing over me this time, thick, sweet, and entrapping.

�� I could feel every rumble from his
chest as he pushed into me more the further he reached for the cookies. I
couldn�t help but notice his long fingers going down to long solid muscular
arms. Sandalwood and green apples, a scent I would later learn is a mix of
herbs and soap and belonged completely to Mr. Snape, began to choke me. The
sent swirled around my head and settled in my chest, squeezing my lungs almost
to the point of pain. It took a lot not reach up and grab
my chest, but the searing heat of having Mr. Snape pressed against me was just
so enthralling and missing�

�� Mr. Potter?�

�� Shake. Shake. I hadn�t noticed Mr. Snape pull
back with the box in his hands, a box he was now shaking in my face.

�� Mr. Potter, are you alright?� The
smugness in his voice coupled with the smirk on his lips, showed he knew I damn
well wasn�t alright.

�� Oh, umm, yes, I�m fine. Thank you,
sir, for the cookies I mean.� I really fucking hate it when I stutter.

�� Of course, lunch will be ready in
about an hour and half, please do make sure you and Jocelyn are on time, and
don�t spoil your appetite on cookies.�

�� Yes, of course, thank you again sir.�
Moving to leave the pantry there was no way I could get out without rubbing against
Mr. Snape�s chest again. Grabbing the box and clenching my teeth I squeezed by Mr.
Snape and made my way back up the stairs, a cloud of sandalwood and green
apples still circling around my head.

�� Jocelyn was still out cold when I made
it back to the room. She looked so cute lying there on her stomach cuddling
into one of my pillows. I couldn�t stop my smirk of satisfaction as the sound
of the smack I laid on her perky ass sounded through out the room.

�� What the hell was that for?� Her
sleep fogged voice would have sounded sexy if the memory of her father�s chest
rumbling against my back wasn�t still so fresh in my mind.

�� Whoa! That was a strange, yet, not so
sick a thought. Maybe I should lay off the chocolate and sugar. Holding up the
box of cookies in front of Jocelyn�s face offering her some, I chuckled as I
watched her eyes try to bug out of her head. Jumping off the bed she snatched
the box from my hand. Fuck she needs to cut her nails.

�� Oh my god!
Oh my god! Oh my god! Please tell me you haven�t eaten any of these, oh my god!
This is not good?�

�� Joce! Joce!
Jocelyn Rene Snape!! Calm your skinny butt down and tell me what jumped up your
ass. Are the cookies poisoned or something?� Her panicking was pissing me off.

�� Oh, trust me poison would be better.
These are my dad�s cookies and he is like psycho crazy about these things. I
snuck one once when I was little, he was so mad he wouldn�t eat with me and mum
for like a week.� And I thought I got nasty when someone touches my Snicker Ice
Cream Bars.

�� Yeah so, now you see why we need to
put these back.�

�� Jocelyn, chill. Your dad gave these
to me.�

�� I swear he�s crazy. He�s� what?�

�� Your dad gave me the cookies.�

�� Oh. This�is�good. He must REALLY like
you. This is so great!� I swear I�ll never understand girls and their fucking
mood swings. I tried to ignore the liking me comment she had made. But the
moment she said it, it was like a bell resonating inside of me, ringing all to
true.

�� You know, we have about an hour till
lunch is ready, and daddy will most likely be busy cooking. Any idea on how we
can occupy our time till lunch?� Man can she be devious, and so tempting. I
walked over and slowly pushed the door closed. It wouldn�t do to have daddy
Snape hear his baby girl scream my name.

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�� We were right on time
as we rushed down the stairs. Mr. Snape was of course already setting the
table. He looked up and his black onyx eyes meet with my emerald green ones,
and I knew that he knew what me and Jocelyn had just
done. While this thought scared me a bit, it wasn�t for the reason I thought it
would. I can�t explain it, I wasn�t afraid he would get mad that I had just
fucked his daughter but more that he wouldn�t get mad. I was more afraid that
he wouldn�t care. Shit I really need to lay off the sugar.

�� Lunch was a large layout of freshly
cooked bread loafs, thinly sliced cheeses and lunch meats, with tomatoes,
lettuce leafs and homemade chips. We ate in silence, it wasn�t tense but it
wasn�t comfortable either. Occasionally someone would say something but more
often then not it was silent and still.

�� That was great dad! You make the best
bread for subs. If you will excuse me for just a moment.�
Without waiting for a response Jocelyn got up and left the table, leaving me
alone with her father.

�� Tell me, Mr. Potter, what exactly do
you see in my daughter?� At least he waited till she was out of ear shot.

�� Excuse me sir? I�m not sure I
understand the question.� Did he really just ask me that.
I wonder how honest he wants me to be.

�� What EXACTLY do you see in my
daughter? I�m just curious as to why a young man such as yourself
would desire my Jocelyn.� Gee, tell me how you really feel Mr. Snape.

�� In all honesty Mr. Snape I can�t
really tell you.� Honestly I couldn�t really give him a single answer.
Everything I had once loved about her, now just seemed like poor substitutes
for something better.

�� I think you want something a bit
different now, don�t you Mr. Potter?� I watched as Mr. Snape glided over to my
chair. His eyes locked onto mine, catching me like a deer in headlights. I felt
his hot breath slide across my skin. He pressed against my side and I could
feel my body start to react to his closeness.

�� I shared a dorm with four other boys,
and my father has some good looking friends but never once had my cock hardened
in their presence. I was disgusted at my body�s reaction but intrigued at the
same time. I wanted to hate Mr. Snape for making my body disobey me but I also
wanted to feel his chest rumble against me again.

�� I couldn�t bring myself to turn and
face him for fear of what I might do. I wasn�t sure weather I would hit him or
kiss him. I was sure neither action would be good. It wasn�t long till I
started choking on sandalwood and green apples.

�� Much like my daughter Mr. Potter,
when I see something I like, I don�t stop till I have it, over and over again.
I love my daughter and know many things about her that you do not.� Goose bumps
exploded all over my body as his breath caressed my neck and cheek. A soft
feeling of lips against my neck and Mr. Snape was back in his seat just as
Jocelyn walked through the door.

�� Daddy Hermione wants to know if Harry
and I could double date with her and Ron tonight. Can we go?� When the hell did
she talk to Hermione. No matter, Mr. Snape probably
won�t let us go anyway.

�� Yes you can go, but only if your room
is clean before you do.�

�� Thank you daddy!�
Throwing her arms around her father�s neck, I couldn�t help but lock eyes with Mr.
Snape. I really don�t want to spend my night pretending to care about some
chick movie or what Jocelyn decided to wear.

�� The food was wonderful Mr. Snape, now
if you will excuse me, I�m going to head back up to my
room and finish unpacking.� With that I turned a left both Snape�s sitting at
the table. I also needed to get rid of my massive erection.

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