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What Lies Beneath	By : Kitty_Savella Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 7993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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What Lies Beneath: Chapter 2

Author: Kitty Savella and Araea Swiftwind

Rating: M

Pairing: Harry/Severus, possible Harry/Draco

Warning: This story is a bit AU, ignores parts of book 7 and is going to contain slash and other homo-erotic themes. If that's your cuppa, then great. If not, please press the back button now and read something else.

I'd spent hours wandering the corridors, not only those of the dungeons, but also those of the rest of the castle. I spent days more aimlessly wandering, missing my friends, missing my lover, and wondering which I'd get to see first. The house elves kept me fed, and the look on my face kept both students and teachers alike at bay until I was ready to deal with them.

Finally, after three days of wandering the castle and its grounds, I made my way up to Griffindor tower, the last place I really wanted to be. The fat lady gave me a sour look for not having the new password, but when my own scowl made hers pale in comparison, she let me in sans password.

“Harry!” came a chorus of cries, as several of my peers greeted me.

“It's good to see ya, mate. Some of the other guys though you'd gone mad and holed yourself up down in the dungeons for our own protection. Good to see that they were wrong,” Seamus gushed as I continued through the common room towards the stairs. I hated this place now. It was nothing more than a cruel reminder of the two friends that I'd lost and all of the wonderful memories we'd had there.

“I'm fine, Seamus. Thanks for worrying about me, though. You all know that it's hard being up here now, without them...”

“But you've still got us, Harry,” Neville quietly chimed in, faint battle scars still visible on his hands and face, reminding me that he wasn't as innocent as before, and that I did still have people who needed me.

“Thanks, mates. Truly. If it weren't for you, I might have gone crazy.”

Neville blushed and turned his face away, while Dean and Seamus beamed happily at the praise.

“I'm going to head upstairs for a quick nod off. Please, can I have some privacy unless there's an emergency? I haven't slept in three days.”

As I walked up the stairs I could hear a few of the seventh year boys repeat, “Three days?!”

Though I truly was very tired, I couldn't stop thinking about Severus. He was so angry and hurt, and it was entirely my fault. I'd teased him when I knew that it was a sore spot for him. I acted as though I doubted his love for my mum. And I insinuated a disgusting relationship with my father that would make all of the marauders roll in their graves. It was all my fault, and there was nothing I could do to make amends. No apology in the world could make up for that.

My mind was racing, flashing each second of my “jesting” before my eyes until the tears started. I rolled onto my side and let them come, bawling out my heartache and sorrow.

“Severus,” I whispered through my tears, the brokenness coming though the cracks in my voice. I started as a slightly calloused hand rested on my shoulder and rolled me toward its owner.

“Harry, I had no idea... You just made me so angry.”

“Severus, please, please, forgive me. I know nothing can make up for what I did, but I am sorry. I know your feelings for my mum were real. I don't know why I thought pushing your buttons would be a good idea.”

“Harry, my feelings for you are real. I realized these past few days that I can go on without you. I need you to come back to me, and forgive me for my callous dismissal of you. You are no longer a student or a child to be ordered about. You are a man, my lover, and I must remember that, to treat you as such.”

My eyes widened. I had never once thought to expect an apology. I had thought all the blame lay at my door. But here he was, my Severus, begging me to come back and to forgive him. It was so out of character I didn't know what to do.

“Are you sure you're Severus and not Draco polyjuiced to play a prank on me?” I so wished I was wrong in that assumption.

“Potter, seriously. I'm trying to be sincere, and you accuse me of being someone else? Would you rather Mr. Malfoy be here than myself?”

I clung to Severus in a way I was sure he'd detest but that I truly needed. “Never, Severus. I just...it's hard to see you this way, when you are so guarded all of the time, even with me. I can never quite tell what it is that you are thinking.”

Severus smirked and held me back from him a little ways. “Right now what I am thinking is that I miss kissing you. Will you permit that, Harry?”

“Permit what, a kiss? Of course.” I leaned forward again, but this time to touch my lips to his, moving them rhythmically. I even managed to sneak my tongue into his mouth, playing with his own organ and mimicking what I'd truly like to be doing with him. He caught the hint and turned us, pushing me into my mattress.

“Are you ready, Harry? I can't wait any longer.”

I nodded and Severus used his wand to whip our clothes off and he took me in a way he had never done before. I felt full, free and loved all at the same time. I felt surrounded and warm, protected. For once, I didn't need Severus to tell me what he was feeling, for he was so adept at showing me that after several hours we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Harry? I know you said not to interrupt you unless it was an emergency, but Seamus and Dean would like to know when they might be able to get in to go to sleep. I'm getting a bit tired myself. Can we come in?”

Severus chuckled and gave me a look as if to say, “Oh yes, Potter, do let them come in and see us in so compromising a position. I'd love to see you explain that away.”

I scrambled for my clothes as I replied, “Um, just...just one moment guys. I'm sorry for taking so long. I just needed to be alone with my thoughts.” Once I was fully dressed, I quickly closed my curtains and opened the dorm room door.

“You okay, Harry? You look awfully flushed,” Seamus asked, seeming honestly worried.

I laughed it off, saying, “Oh, it's nothing. I just tripped getting out of bed, that's all.” I thought I could almost hear a snicker coming from my bed, but I hoped it was just my imagination. It wouldn't do for the other guys to find a naked Severus Snape in my bed.

“You should be more careful,” Dean said as he walked to his bed. “We don't want our Savior to die from a concussion, now do we?”

I cringed at his words. Ever since the war had ended that seemed to be everyone's favorite way to address me. The Savior. Ugh. I hated it. I wasn't really a savior. I just happened to be a vessel for Voldemort's soul, making me the only one who could really kill him, because I had to die by his hand in order to truly be able to live.

Each of the guys climbed into bed with a, “Night Harry!” I let out a deep breath and slipped back into my own bed, not at all shocked to see Severus watching me. With a sly smile, I shimmied into his arms and rested my head on his chest. This is where I belonged, in the arms of my lover. I needed him in a way I never knew I could need someone. I loved him in a way I never knew I could love someone, even Ginny.

She used to be the obvious answer, the only answer. But then the war came, and I just couldn't stand to be with her after Ron died. Molly tried convincing us to get married, but I just couldn't. And by the time the war was over, I was already falling for Severus, and knew that marrying was out of the question for me. I knew that being with anyone who I wasn't positive could take care of themselves was out of the question. And Severus was the answer. He was strong, capable, and for the first time, I felt as thought I could actually let go and allow someone else to take care of me for a change.

“What has your mind so occupied, Harry?” Severus asked softly, making sure to keep his voice low enough that any boy still awake wouldn't be able to hear him.

I cast a quick silencing charm around my bed and answered, “I was just thinking about how much I care about you, and how you were definitely the right choice for me.”

Severus actually allowed himself to smile. “Well, I never took you for one to be so sappy. I know you're a Griffindor, but really?”

I chuckled. “Severus, you know that my feelings for you are strong. You saw it just a few hours ago. I'm bound to have a sappy moment or two with feelings like that.”

The raven-haired man rolled his eyes and held me close. “Hush, Harry. I wish to sleep.” I smiled at him, did as he asked of me, and had the best night's sleep of the week.

A/N: So, here it is folks, second chapter. Please let me know what you think.
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