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Twisted Knickers	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7929 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Act 2

Three months later - the first staff meeting before the new school year.

Minerva stood at the podium looking out at the small gathering and smiled brightly. Severus stood in the back still grousing that no potion he concocted had gotten him closer to his goal. The customary term issues were discussed and then they discussed the repairs that had been completed over the summer. Most of the castle had been repaired so that school could start on time. There were a few places that still needed repairs and a few others could not even hope to be repaired. Minerva discussed what spells they could use on the un-repairable parts of the castle to keep the students from going near them and hurting themselves.

“Now for the announcements of the new staff. As you all know, I have been confirmed as the Headmistress and Severus as the deputy. We had need of a new Quidditch and flying instructor, a new Defense professor, a new Muggle Studies professor and lastly it is my greatest announcement that we have also gotten a new History of Magic professor as well.” Minerva stated.

A few cheers went up at the mention of the ghost professor moving on. Severus just looked at his fingers as he waiting for the eventual announcements.

“We will have a few returning students who qualified well for the positions. Mrs. Granger will be returning for the History of Magic position. Mr. Potter has accepted the Quidditch and flying coach position. Mr. Arthur Weasley has accepted the Muggle Studies position. Auror Kingsley will be stepping in for the Defense position until we find a permanent solution.” She stated.

Severus groaned inwardly, so the bane of his existence will be underfoot once again. He was surprised that the boy had not gone to train with the Ministry, from what he understood those were the boy’s plans. He needed to get out of this meeting soon so he could go back to brewing and find his mystery man.

“We will reconvene in three days to welcome our new staff. They will arrive tomorrow to get settled. Please give them every bit of help should they need it.” She continued while looking directly at the surly Potions Master.

Severus just grunted as he nodded and turned to leave.

Harry looked around the familiar stone edifice as he reached the main doors. He smiled seeing the repairs that had been accomplished. He was determined to put his past behind him and pursue a happier life. He was free of meddling and expectations. He smiled when he thought of the choices he could make to enhance his life. He was fully prepared to ensure one person saw more of him than ever. With that thought, he slipped into the castle and made his way to the Headmistresses office.

“Harry dear, so good to see you. Let’s see, where can we put you to get you settled into the castle.” Minerva greeted Harry with a smile and then started perusing a blueprint.

“I would prefer to be in the Dungeons if there is a set of rooms available, Professor,” Harry asked with a smile.

“None of that, Harry… It’s Minerva if you please. Now why would you choose the dungeons, we have a few more near the Gryffindor tower.” She said as she looked up at Harry.

“Well, it would be the last place people would look for me,” Harry said.

“Yes, I suppose that is true. I have two sets which would you prefer?” She gestured towards the blueprint.

Harry looked at the blueprint and stared for a moment and choose the ones that shared a wall with Professor Snape’s rooms.

“This will suit me just fine, and if I have any issues, Professor Snape will be near enough to help,” Harry said with a large grin.

Minerva just stared at Harry. The man was planning something, she could see the wheels turning. She smiled and nodded at Harry if anything Severus could use a bit of a spark in his life.

Harry went down to the dungeons to get settled. He walked up to the portrait and set his password and walked in smiling at the darker rooms. He would have so much fun decorating the entire area. He waved his wand, and let the boxes he had in his pockets fill the hallway. He smiled as he knew that he was making things harder on himself, but if things went well, then maybe he would have a chance meeting.

Severus rounded the bend and nearly tripped over a box lying on the cold floor. He stopped and looked to see at least twenty such boxes littering the hallway and the entryway to another set of rooms swung wide open. He was rounding the boxes to try to peer into the rooms to see which of the newest additions had chosen these rooms when he was stopped short. Bending over a box inside the entryway was a round arse clad in tight blue jeans. He stared as the man was throwing things into the air and the items seemed to zoom into their respective place. It was the most haphazard way of unpacking he had ever witnessed. Then the man stood up and Severus was graced with the vision of a gloriously naked back. There were scars and glistening skin that made Severus lick his lips. He shook his head when his eyes captured a completely disheveled head of black hair.

“Mr. Potter, why are all these boxes in the hallway, and why pray tell are you here?” Severus said with an irritated tone.

Harry smiled before turning around and gracing his Potions’ Master with a wide grin.

“Severus…” Harry let the name slip off his tongue savoring the incredulous look of the taller man, “I am putting my stuff away, and those boxes will be out of the hall in a while, but if you want them moved sooner, you just need to help me get them in. I am putting things away one box at a time, I need to ensure that I have everything. Sometimes things go missing when you move.”

Severus was a bit dumbfounded. The conversation was not as confrontational as he was used to, the smile knocked him for a loop to see it directed at himself. He was so taken aback that he found himself automatically picking up a box and carrying it into the room. Harry smiled and moved closer and went to take the box from his hands. As Harry got closer, the boy’s hands brushed his own and he found he had to take in a deep breath to steady himself. One whiff and his knees buckled in shock.

Harry watched in amusement as the man brought the box into his room, he was delighted that there were no scathing remarks. He had to move quickly as Severus let go of the box and started to collapse in front of him. He batted the box to the side so that he could catch the man before he fell.

“Severus?” Harry called out as both he and the Potions’ Master dropped to their knees on the floor.

Severus’ mind was reeling with the proximity to the addictive scent. Harry Potter. He had the man’s underwear in his rooms. Questions and arguments rose in tandem in his mind. He tried to muster some of his self-control and pulled reluctantly out of the man’s arms. He stared wide-eyed into pools of emerald green. Harry’s eyes were wide, bright and concerned.

“Just a dizzy spell, Mr. Potter…” Severus said to try to cover up the position he found himself in.

He was surprised to find a quick cup full of water pressed into his hands.

“Here, it should help.” Harry said with a shy smile, “Thank you for helping, but I think you should sit down.”

Severus was about to protest when the man pulled him up. His knees were still weak and he found himself falling forward and pressed up against Harry’s side. Evidently, Harry did not seem to mind as he maneuvered the older man to the sofa and settled him down. Severus watched as Harry called a tea tray and placed it before him.

“Have some tea, one sugar and a splash of milk, right?” Harry asked looking intently into Severus’ onyx eyes.

Severus nodded mutely as surprise colored his features. How had the brat known that? He took the offered cup and sipped. He watched Harry go back to his unpacking, one box at a time. Once the last box had been brought in, Severus realized he must have been watching Harry unpack for at least an hour and they had not said a word. The silence was not uncomfortable and neither was the company. He had much to think on. He stood, “I must be on my way, thank you for the tea, Mr. Potter.”

“Harry.” Harry supplied as he looked up with another smile that almost melted Severus’ resolve to leave.

“If we are to be working together, I hope we can be on more friendly terms. And that starts by using my given name.” Harry said as he walked closer to the Potions Master.

Severus nodded and purposefully strode around Harry to the door needing to put as much space between them as possible. He turned back for a moment, “Harry.” The name was whispered and then the Potions Master was gone.

Harry smiled to himself. This was going better than he expected. He had gotten the offer from McGonagall three months earlier. He had not firmly decided until the awards ceremony. That had been one of the most freeing days in his life since the defeat of Voldemort. He was entranced as he watched the professor wait on the stage. The man looked so out of his element with the crowd and all. Harry had giggled when he saw the raptured looks on many of the women in the crowd. He didn’t blame them, the man’s voice was velvet and sex. It wasn’t until many in the crowd were removing “tokens” for the Potions Master that Harry felt jealous. There was just something inside him that did not want anyone delivering their affections towards the man. He was quick to spell off his own undergarment and whispered a spell to ensure they landed on their target as he flicked his wand to send them on stage. He watched carefully and was sure he saw the older man pocket them.

Harry decided that day that he would take the position to better pursue Severus. The man was an enigma that he wanted to unravel and get to know. Their relationship had been rocky, to say the least, filled with hate and vitriol, but there was always something intangible that was so much more. After Severus survived the battle, Harry had felt incomplete on his own. Watching the man on stage just hit home as he watched the elegant fingers play with dark robes and the deep eyes scan the crowds as if the man wished he was anywhere but there. The man drew his attention time and again, and he did not want to try to ignore it anymore. It was his time to decide how he would live his life and his time for happiness.

Once everything had been put into place, Harry kicked back and took a long sip of tea that was still waiting for him on the tea tray. He missed the older man’s presence already. Just a little bit of time and he was addicted. Harry stood and paced trying to think what to do. Should he make the move to get into the man’s life now or wait and see if Severus came to him?

Severus was in no better shape in his own rooms. He pondered the quandary that was Harry Potter. The boy had reminded him of James for so long, it took the war to see that Harry was nothing like James in all the negative ways that counted. He just did not know how to change, how to behave any differently than he had been doing for so many years. Severus returned to his workspace and fingered the black garment. He had the source now, but what could he do? His thoughts were first on finding his mystery man but had gone no further to what he should do if and when he had finally found him.

When the staff gathered to welcome the new members, Severus again stood near the door. He was composed and serene to all onlookers. Inside he was still confused as to his newfound anxiety. Harry had invited him to tea yesterday evening, but he had to turn it down due to a complicated potion he was working on. The extended absence was making him even more anxious. Part of him felt more at peace now that he was in the same room as Harry. Maybe, he should extend the next invitation.

Harry flew about his room in a panic. Should he change, should he shower again, if he changed would that seem too much or not enough? He decided on a compromise. He would shower, and magically wash his current set of clothes. That way he would seem still in the clothes he had worn earlier, but would still be fresh to show he cared about the encounter. After he was done, he paced looking at the clock, not wanting to be too early and definitely not late at all.

Severus was anxious, but not overly so. He had all the items ready one would have for evening tea and even placed a few non-potions literature near the table. He wasn’t too sure if that even mattered. It wasn’t like he knew how to talk Quidditch or anything that abysmal. They had to get along if this was to work. He couldn’t change all that was important to him to please a slip of a boy. He wondered if he should have even bothered. It was just a scent after all, and he had many amazing smells in his cabinet of ingredients. But, alas Harry’s scent could not be reproduced… He would never tell anyone that he had tried that after he found out it was Harry.

Harry raised his hand to knock on the door but stopped short. Should he knock loud with strength or softly? He was unsure, but his knock turned out more feeble than he had originally intended. He stood with an anxious smile on his face once the door opened. Severus was striking as always. His hair had been washed, his intoxicating scent hit Harry with its the normal force and he did his best to walk in the rooms with composure. They sat without talking or even really looking at each other.

“Tea?” Severus asked still avoiding the emerald gaze that made him nervous.

“Yes please, Severus,” Harry replied watching the darker man. He was caught in the spellbinding onyx gaze of his former professor.
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