Sweet\'s Little Collection | By : Sweetie394 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 68340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Here is a pairing requested by Jace on FF. Enjoy!
Day Two:
Severus Snape glanced around his potions classroom briefly. Convinced that the snivelling brats could keep from killing themselves, or one another, for a few moments, he swept into his private office. He returned only minutes later, essays from the infernal first years clutched in hand for grading, just in time to see the blasted Potter brat dumping an entire bowl of pufferfish eyes into his half-completed potion. Cursing under his breath, he hastily drew his wand and cast a bubble charm around the offending cauldron just moments before it began emitting a noxious purple gas.
"Potter!"
Potter winced at the volume, but turned to meet the man's eye.
"If you would read the fourth line of the instructions on the board for me," he drawled, boorishly.
He caught the roll of Potter's eyes just before he turned to the board.
"Following the addition of the lacewing fly, stir potion three times counter-clockwise, then eight times clockwise and add exactly... four... pufferfish eyes..." Potter's voice trailed away as he realized the mistake he made.
"Four! Not an entire bowl, you daft oaf! Look at your cauldron," Snape demanded, indicating it with the tip of his wand. "Do you see that gas? If I were to release that charm, every person in this class would immediately develop memory loss and lose all motor function. You're more trouble than you're worth, you blasted boy. Twenty points from Gryffindor, you will receive a zero for today's marks, and I will be seeing you this evening at seven o'clock for detention."
Potter's eyes flashed dangerously as though he had something he desperately wanted to say to that. Snape raised an eyebrow, glaring down at him, and Potter yielded, dropping his gaze to the top of his desk. Snape vanished the boy's cauldron of all contents, and settled himself behind his desk. He smirked as he watched Granger whispering fervently in Potter's ear.
Hours later, as he sat at dinner in the Great Hall, he let his gaze wander as he lost himself in memories of the battle the year previous. So few students had come back to repeat their seventh year. He could pick them out of a crowd at first glance. Yes, partially because he had been teaching the brats for seven years already, but also because he could see the darkness and the memory of death in their eyes.
His eyes caught his godson, Draco's, and nodded almost imperceptibly towards him. Draco's mask was firmly in place, but he saw his eyes brighten at the gesture. The Zabini heir was seated at one end of the Slytherin table, toying with his food as opposed to eating it. Miss Parkinson was a few seats down, and not even pretending to touch her plate. He noted five blank stares from the Ravenclaw table. Not a single Hufflepuff had returned, not that he was complaining. If you included Potter, Weasley, Granger, Longbottom, Finnigan and Thomas, that made fourteen students who had returned. Not even a fraction of the class. Snape sighed, casting a quiet Tempus and noted that his detention with Potter would begin shortly. He swept out of the Great Hall and took the shortcut to his offices that he always took, keeping him out of the hallways crowded with students.
He was in the middle of grading a second year's essay when a tentative knock came at the door. There was a moment's delay before a louder, more confident knock echoed throughout the classroom.
"Enter," he called.
The door opened, and Potter stood at the doorway, fiddling with his robes. Snape exhaled in a huff.
"I told you to enter, Potter."
"Sorry, sir. I'm here to serve my detention," Potter claimed, his eyes meeting those of his professor.
Snape shut and locked the door with a flick of his wand the moment his errant student had cleared the threshold. Potter's eyes widened. He cleared his throat nervously as he approached his professor's desk, stopping a full foot away. Snape stood, walking towards him. He towered over him for just a moment before coming around him from behind, resting his hands upon Potter's shoulders, tilting his head to the side as he pressed his lips gently to his neck.
Harry's breath caught in his throat, a smile crossing his lips.
"You didn't have to take so many points, Severus."
His cock swelled as he heard the deep chuckle come from his professor's throat.
"You didn't have to threaten my students with bodily harm, Harry."
Harry laughed, turning in Severus's arms, stretching to his full height to bring his lips to his lover's, kissing him passionately.
"I needed to give you some excuse to put me in detention again, didn't I?" Harry demanded.
Severus wrapped his hands beneath Harry's thighs, lifting him onto the edge of his desk and grinding down against him. The soft noises Harry made between their lips stiffened him even further, though he didn't imagine that was possible. His lips trailed down Harry's neck as his long fingers made quick work of that foolish Gryffindor tie before moving to the buttons of his shirt.
"Four more months, Severus... Four more months and we don't have to hide anymore," came Harry's whispered words, as Severus tugged his trousers over his hips, leaving him naked and writhing, tugging at his professor's clothes impatiently.
Severus chuckled again, untangling Harry's hands, and kissing him as he made quick work of peeling away the layers between them. There were times when his Gryffindor wanted soft and sweet. He could tell this was not one of those circumstances. Harry pleaded with him impatiently as he meticulously prepared him. He slid into that tight heat, leaning over Harry's body to catch his lips in a passionate kiss. He couldn't believe he had survived the fall of the Dark Lord, but Merlin, he was happy that he had.
A/N: Day two complete! Still open to requests!
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