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Shadows and Light	By : Cardinal Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 5126 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Snape was in a foul mood, which in itself was not an unusual thing, but it was worsened by the fact that for the past week his Occlumency lessons with Potter had been cancelled- for wedding plans. The Slytherin growled as he thought back to the conversation he’d had with Dumbledore.

“You’re going to have to excuse Harry from Occlumency lessons for the next week or so, Severus. After meeting with the Weasley’s, Harry and Ginny have decided to push their wedding date up. They’re getting married over Christmas break instead. They need the next couple of weeks to get everything in order.”

The Slytherin could still remember the shock he’d felt. Christmas break was only three weeks away. Perhaps Potter thought him to be oblivious, but Snape figured that he knew the reason why the couple would push up their wedding date so drastically. Ginny must be pregnant. The thought of the insufferable Boy Who Lived actually sleeping with the ginger girl made Severus feel nauseated. He’d always known it in the back of his mind, but he’d never actually seen Harry show any sort of affection or lust towards his “fiancé”.

Snape watched Ginny carefully from his place at the staff table during breakfast. She didn’t look pregnant, not in the slightest, but pregnancy could be concealed by a complex concealing charm. The Potions Master’s eyes flicked to Hermione Granger seated near Ginny. Yes, Granger would be smart enough to perform the concealment charm for her best friend’s pregnant fiancé.

The image of Harry Potter standing beside of Ginny Weasley, holding a child between them like a happy little family made Severus feel sick. An idiot, that’s what Harry Potter was in Snape’s mind. Leaving the Great Hall, Snape made his way back down to the dungeons, his footsteps echoing on the stone steps as he swished into his classroom and shut the door behind him with a resounding thud.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” The voice surprised Snape, which wasn’t an easy thing to do.

“Potter.” Snape said simply as he regarded his student, his… lover. The Gryffindor was leaning casually back against the front of Snape’s desk, his arms crossed over his chest. Determined not to let Harry get the best of him by giving in to his lust, Snape circled around and took a seat behind his desk and drew out some essays that he needed to score.

“After a week without sex I expected a better greeting than that.” Potter said as he turned to regard Snape, one eyebrow drawn up.

Snape’s face was its usual stoic mask, his black eyes hard as he glanced up and coolly regarded his student, “I’m not sure why, Potter. Surely you don’t think I sit around and wait to see you.” His tone was acidic.

He could tell by the puzzled look in the Gryffindor’s green eyes that he wasn’t quite sure what to make of Snape’s attitude. Normally they could hardly wait to be alone and get out of their clothes together after spending a day apart, much less a week.

“Something’s wrong?” Harry guessed as he came around behind Snape’s desk and leaned against it, forcing Snape to lean back in his chair and look up to see his face. Snape had always been an unfeeling, greasy bastard, but he’d never turned down sex.

“Come on, Potter, how stupid do you think I am?” Snape stood, leaving their faces mere inches apart, “Did you think I wouldn’t find out about the fact that your precious fiancé is pregnant?” He spat the words.

Potter shrugged, still look nonchalant, “What does it matter if she is? Ginny being pregnant doesn’t change anything about us.” He said the words quietly, his eyes never leaving Snape’s.

For a moment Severus didn’t know what to say. Harry obviously had a point. What did it matter if the girl was pregnant? It wasn’t as if he had any sort of claim on The Boy Who Lived, and if Potter was still willing to continue their “lessons” then why was he complaining?

“I don’t like things being kept from me.” Snape said simply, which was partially the truth. Although Snape dealt in deception and lies constantly as a Death Eater, he still didn’t like it when others lied to him or went behind his back.

“It’s nothing.” Potter assured him, reaching a hand up to touch Snape’s face, a tender, rare gesture for the odd couple.

Pulling away from the hand, Snape sneered a little at the gesture and instead jerked his head in the direction of the door that connected his quarters, “Shut up and get inside, Potter.” The words brought a little smirk to Harry’s face, it was obviously what the Gryffindor expected to hear from the Slytherin.

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“Potter.” Severus looked sideways to the young man lying beside him in the bed. The Gryffindor was stretched out, lying on his stomach, giving Severus a nice view of his muscled back and shoulders; sadly, the rest of his body was hidden beneath the blankets.

“Ugh, it’s a Saturday.” Potter’s voice was muffled in the sheets and thick with sleep. It was obvious from the boy’s whiny tone that he wasn’t ready to leave the bed yet.

Sweeping the blankets back, Severus threw his legs over the side of the bed and sat up for a moment, stretching his neck and shoulders before standing up, “You’re going to get us caught if you keep hanging around here. Get dressed and get out.” He said as he padded into the bathroom that adjoined his room.

Shoving back the clear glass door to the shower, Snape stepped up and in seconds Harry could hear the sound of the water pounding against the tiles. The smell of Snape’s shampoo drifted to him from where he lay and reluctantly he slid from the bed and made his way into the bathroom. They’d never showered together before, but Harry figured it wouldn’t be much different than sharing a bed together. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen Snape naked after all.

Snape was slightly surprised when a cool draft of air blasted him from behind as the shower door slid open. Looking over his shoulder, he regarded Harry for a moment as the Gryffindor stepped into the shower and closed the door. After a moment, Snape stepped aside and gave Harry some room under the shower head.

The two showered in silence, occasionally exchanging a heated look, but both knowing that if they started something in the shower they’d end up a tangled mess in the bed. Snape left the shower first, toweling off quickly and then striding nude into the bedroom where he opened his wardrobe and withdrew his usual set of black robes.

When Potter came out of the bathroom, it was with a towel slung low around his hips. The sight of the half nude man standing in his bedroom, made Snape want to toss Harry onto the bed and have a repeat of the night before. Needing to separate himself from the boy before he became clingy, Snape pocketed his wand and opened the bedroom door, “I’ve got some things to attend to.” At Harry’s nod Snape slipped from the room.

Escaping his dungeons and walking the halls of Hogwarts helped Snape clear his head a bit. How long would this thing with Potter last? Until he graduated? After that? Would Potter become so wrapped up in his wife and child that he’d forget about the lust-filled nights he’d spent in his Potions Professor’s room?

Snape hated not being in control, and at this point nearly everything about his relationship was on Potter’s terms. Snape knew, with a certainty, that he wasn’t strong enough to end this illogical relationship with his student. As long as Potter returned to his chambers, Snape had no doubt that he would take the man to his bed. That left Snape in something of a predicament, however, as he was sure that Potter probably wouldn’t continue to return after he had a wife and child to look after. Then what would he do?

He wasn’t sure if most people knew, but Snape wasn’t noticed very often by.. anyone really. And if they did notice him it was with a shiver of fear, a reputation that he’d worked hard to gain as a Death Eater. No one had ever looked at him the way Potter did, with that lust burning in his emerald green eyes. When Potter was around Snape felt desirable and it was a heady sensation.

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“You’re a good man Harry. You’ve got so much of your mom in you.” Lupin said as he clapped a hand down on the Gryffindor’s shoulder. The werewolf had been in the area for a bit and had stopped by the castle for a quick visit. He normally didn’t get to see Harry very much but when he could he liked to drop in. With Sirius dead he knew that he was the only “family” that Harry had left.

“Thanks.” Harry said, ducking his head a bit. He wasn’t sure how “good” Remus would think he was if he knew the relationship that he was carrying on with Snape. No one would ever understand their relationship, Harry was sure. It wasn’t that he liked Snape per se. He still found the git incredibly infuriating, arrogant, and overall an unpleasant person. However, the things that took place in the bedroom made all of those other things pale in comparison.

“You know you don’t have to do this.” Remus assured Harry, worry shining in his kind brown eyes. The werewolf was looking thin, as usual, and rather pale, which Harry contributed to the encroaching full moon.

“Don’t worry about it, Remus,” Harry assured his friend, “Ginny and I have an understanding and I’m sure the marriage will be fine.”

The werewolf nodded, although he worry did not leave his eyes.
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