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Severus's Letters	By : LucasSeveria Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 4047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Harry had been sending short notes for at least two weeks before he finally plucked up enough courage to write something a bit more meaningful.
S.S.
I'm sure you are having a rough time not knowing who I am, but for now that's the best I can give you, but I want to give you so much more. You won my heart a long time ago and I'm just now coming to realize how much I truly care for you. I hope sometime soon that you will reply.
Yours,
Anonymous
Harry folded the parchment and headed to the owlery, he wanted to see Hedwig anyway. He climbed the stairs and found an owl, giving it a treat, he tied the letter and sent him off. Harry spent a few minutes with Hedwig and headed down to dinner.
Severus gets interrupted while reading by an owl swooping into the little window just for that purpose and lands on the arms of the couch he's sitting at. He takes the note and commands the bird to stay saying " There will be a reply." It ruffles it's feathers and settles down. He reads over the note. And snorts. Oh, now the letter writer was claiming real feelings for Severus, as if that was possible. He shakes his head and summons a scrap of parchment quill and ink. And starts to write.
Dear inspired letter writer.
I'll have you know I don't find your false sentiments and utter waste of my time at all funny. You keep saying love can be mine and other such drivel you have no knowledge of which you speak and now you say you have come to care for me, which in the prank world is an entirely new low. Please waste someone else's time.
Severus Snape.
He gives it to the bird and says. " Take this back to whoever sent you to me. " He commands and the owl hoots and jumps up flying out. He sighs " There that should put an end to that." He says.
Harry got a reply this time in the common room. Most of the students had left for summer holiday but there were a few stragglers who would be leaving in a few days. Ron and Hermione were two of the stragglers. Harry opened the letter and the sadness that came over him made him want to lash out. "He thinks it's fucking joke Hermione!" he yelled and threw the letter towards her. "What the hell am I supposed to do now?" Harry was frustrated and completely lovesick.
Hermione frowns "Well, you can't stop. Then he'll just assume he was right. You have to prove to him you mean what you say by not giving up, and maybe sending him a gift?" He says. " Back in old days if someone liked someone, they would send them little gifts to woo them. " She says and shrugs," All I'm saying is if you really want him you need to prove to him, that you're not giving up. " She says.
Harry sat beside her in the empty common room. Harry didn't know where Ron was at and didn't care. "I don't even know if he is into men Hermione. What if he thinks this is some girl?" He held his head in his hands. "What would I even get for him anyway?" He asked through his fingers.
She says," Well, maybe drop a hint about being male?" She asks," and something he couldn't get for himself I suppose or wouldn't think to. You'll think of something. You have free run of the castle and Hogsmeade this summer. Find something that would catch his interest, rare potions ingredients or something. " She says shrugging. " I'm not the one trying to court the man" she says chuckling and bumping Harry playfully.
Harry shook his head and laughed. "Courting" he said aloud just to hear the words come from his mouth. "Ok, but if I owl you, you better have some more ideas, he isn't going to be easy to crack." Harry smiled and wrapped an arm around her. "I'm gonna miss you guys. I will be at the burrow a few times though" Harry said hugging her.
She nods, "We'll miss you too Harry but you're better off here. And I'm sure Molly will have you over as much as she can get away with. "
Harry nodded; "She will want to make me fat is what she'll do" Harry laughed. He still hadn't told anyone, not even them, why he was staying. He excused it away as being safer to stay here than to go back to his Uncle and Aunt. They accepted the explanation without question. Hermione and Ron left that afternoon which put harry under the tree by the lake with parchment in front of him.
S.S
I can understand why you may think this is a joke and I apologize. I wish I could just walk right up to you and tell you these things but at the current time it is impossible. I am afraid that I may not be to your liking, seeing as I am a male. I hope this won't be an issue. You do deserve to be loved and if you will let me, I'd like to find out how that feels, with YOU. I promise you there is no prank. I care for you tremendously and I hope one day you may see me in a similar light.
Forever Yours,
Anonymous
Harry read over it again and folded it up. When he got back to the castle, he sent an owl off with the parchment and waited. Without anyone in the common room, or the dorms, harry felt extremely lonely. Though he knew it was better than what he would be enduring right now had Dumbledore sent him back to his Uncle's. Harry shivered at the thought and took a sleeping potion, soon falling asleep.
Severus gets another note before bed. He directs the owl to his own perch "You can stay there for tonight." He says and doesn't even read the letter till the next day. When he does, he scratches his chin and shakes his head, whoever it was, was determined. He moves to his desk and picks up his quill and writes.
Anonymous,
You're telling me it's not a prank does not assure me much I'm sorry to say. It's quite well known that I'm unlikeable, perhaps you didn't get the memo on that one. So, forgive me if I find it highly unlikely that you do bear such feelings as you described. Your gender doesn't matter, the truth of your intention does, you'll have to actually prove yourself to me and I'm not an easy man to impress. Perhaps you should just give up now if your ardor is not as great as you claim
Severus Snape
He gives the letter to the bird after feeding it a few treats. " You know what to do. " He says and it flies off.
Harry didn't get the letter that morning, he was already on his way to Hogsmeade. He put up a glamour in case he was recognized buying courtship books or any gifts he may find for his beloved. He was going to do exactly what Hermione had suggested. First thing he did was go to the bookstore and find books on courting. He had no clue how it worked but Hermione seemed to think it proper. He shrank them and headed to the apothecary. Harry didn't know a lot of ingredients, so he decided to talk to the man who owned the store. "I'm in need of a gift, something very rare for my Uncle who is a Potions Master in Russia. Can you help me find something that maybe he hasn't seen or has had trouble getting?" Harry asked and the man smiled at him. "I can read you young man, this is a courtship gift isn't it?" Harry made a face of disbelief and then gave in. "Yes, and he does live in Russia, it's just..." Harry said and the man interrupted. "I understand completely how you feel, its fairly accepted to be gay but it's still hard, my partner and I still have trouble sometimes, but you'll get through it. I'm Marcus by the way" He nodded. "I know you are wearing a glamour young man, there is no need for introductions of your real identity, it doesn't matter to me, I just want to see people happy." The man was almost grinning so hard Harry knew his face had to have hurt. "You can call me Jace" Harry said. "Great!" the man said, "Now follow me, I keep all the rare things in the basement. Budget?" He asked as the descended the stairs. "Unlimited Sir" he responded as the man opened a warded door. Harry got his packages and headed back to the castle finding a letter waiting for him on his bed. He had replied after all.
Severus expects the anonymous letter writer to give up by now, believing he had to have suitably put the person off this time. He did go badger Minerva to see if she was the one doing this, but she denied it completely and he was forced to believe her just by her body language, though, she like Albus had told him not to be so pessimistic about the letter writer. He grumbled something about her being an interfering old cat and she just smiled at him replying " Whatever you say, Severus." He grumbles and leaves no closer to finding out who is writing him.
Harry opened the letter on his bed from Snape. Opening it, his mouth fell open that Snape didn't have a preference on gender. Harry finished reading and put it down on the bed taking out the small package. He called and owl and grabbed a parchment.
S.S.
I find your lack of confidence in yourself saddening. I truly find you interesting and lovely. Please accept this gift. Hopefully it will help you see I really do care for you and I want to get to know you better. A lot better, if you'll let me.
Yours Always,
Anonymous
Harry was happy about his purchase and his letter and sent the owl away with both before heading down to have lunch. Some of the teachers were there and the head table had been brought down from its elevation and they ate buffet style, all the people who were left at Hogwarts, which were very few. Harry hoped he would get a reply later. He tried not to look at the man, but he glanced at him as much as he could without setting off any alarms.
Severus curses as another owl flies through his window, but this one is carrying a package as well as a note. " Stay." He growls and reads the note frowning, it just bloody couldn't be real, He thought. Then he turns to the package after checking it for hexes or cursed he hesitantly opens it and gapes. It's a very rare and highly expensive assortment of potions ingredients Occam eggs whole, phoenix tears, unicorn horn and hair and a list of others. Why on earth would the man spend this kind of money on a prank? It doesn't make sense. He shakes his head; well he might have to reconsider his initial opinion. He gets up to pour himself a small glass of fire whiskey and sits contemplating how to respond to what was starting to look like a lot like a courtship attempt. Finally, he gets get writing equipment together and writes.
Anonymous,
Well I must say you've shocked me; I will at least consider this to not be a prank on your part, no one has ever tried to pursue me so forgive me if I'm out of my element in this and not quick to trust. I don't know why on earth you would harbor such feelings for a man such as I, so it was easy to assume it to be a prank, but I can't imagine anyone spending the kind of money you have on a prank so I will, for now, abandon disbelief. I can't promise you anything I need you to know that up front there is a war you on and I am a part of it, so unfortunately, it's not the best time to be thinking about romance. However, I do thank you for the thoughtful gift.
S.S
He gives the note to the bird and it takes off and he sighs, it was still possibly a prank or one of his co-workers. He'd have to start grilling the others. But he was starting to think it was less a prank than he had at first, but who the bloody hell could it be?
Harry was surprised that he got a reply so quickly, ecstatic though. Had he liked the first gift? He opened it and read through it almost in tears. No one? Ever? No wonder he was so nervous and thought it was a prank. Hopefully that he would see that now.
SS
Even though now one has ever pursued you doesn't mean that someone doesn't want to do so now, and that person is myself. I do understand the war around us very well and this romance would do nothing to impede that if you were to wish to feel those things towards me. Find an enclosed package for a treat this evening.
Yours Always
Harry rolled the note and tied a small package to the leg. Harry had seen a few empty boxes of the fancy chocolates over the years and thought it appropriate to let him think through things with chocolate. Harry smiled at himself. "Off you go, you know where it goes" He said to the owl giving it a treat and it flew off happily just before dinner. Harry was a bit nervous that he would get the letter before dinner and be a bit upset by it, but he would need to face him, even if he didn't know it was Harry was whom was enamored with him.
Severus returns after dinner to find the owl waiting for him in his rooms. " I suppose I should put out a water bowl for you if this is going to become a habit. " He grumbles and contours a bowl to attach to his perch and fills it with water the owl hoots in thanks and drinks after Severus relieves it of it burden. He reads the note and sighs," Well, we'll see. " He says. And then turns to the gift it turns out to be a box of fine chocolates after scanning them just to be sure he takes one and bites into it. He puts the box aside and reads the note again. He sits on his couch and reads the note more than once and eats a few chocolates he tells the bird to stay the night and heads to bed letting himself have the night at least to consider how to deal with a situation like this. The next morning, he finally replies.
Anonymous
I can see that, though I still don't understand why. I'm not an easy man to get along with. I'm not what anyone would call attractive. I'm a sarcastic, cantankerous git. These things are well known so I have trouble understanding exactly why you wish to pursue me. And it may not impede things, but it would affect them you can't deny this, any kind of attachment on our parts gives us more to lose, are you sure you wish to take that risk? And for me? Wish to? Perhaps, know how, unfortunately not. But I will not stop you from writing, if you wish to get to know me, as foolhardy as it is, I'll allow it.
S.S
P.S. the chocolates were delicious.
He sends the reply off with the owl and orders breakfast in not really wanting to face anyone. He had too much on his mind.
Harry was eating in the great hall when he received his reply, whispering to the bird, "No deliveries in public ok?" The owl hooted and flew off. Harry waited until after breakfast and went to the library to have some peace. He took his courting books with him and sat comfortably in a chair by the window. He finally took out the reply and read it, tears flowing as he did. The man really thought so low of himself to constantly need to point out bad things about himself. Harry knew this wasn't the truth and at that moment he promised himself that if Harry was ever allowed into his life, he would fix that. He would know love. Harry wasn't read up on courtship enough yet, so a simple reply was going to be his answer.
SS
I would like to address a few things from your reply. Firstly, yes you can be hard to get along with, but I promise you would get along with someone you loved, someone who may love you. I also add, you are the most handsome man that I know, will ever know and I kinda like the sarcasm.
I appreciate you allowing me to continue to write you, I know that takes a lot coming from you and it needs to be acknowledged. The war is a big part of all of our lives yes, I think you may be mistaken though. I know what your roles are, and I am very willing to love you with or without the responsibilities of the war.
I am glad you liked the chocolates and hope they were a nice evening treat. I hope you like this as much.
Yours Always
Harry stopped writing anonymous, feeling it was too distanced from the letters. He tied a small package and the letter together and called for an owl out the library window. A different one came this time, which was fine for harry, he had to keep his identity secret, no way Snape would be writing back if he knew who it was. He attached the package and the letter and sent the bird off with a treat from his pocket, and happily opened one of his courtship books.
At around eleven another different owl flies through the little window as and he cast a stasis over the potion he had been working on and goes to the perch it's landed on. " Well using different owls again, I see, smart bugger, can't figure you out that way, at least not through the owl, hmm so they are close either here at Hogwarts or somewhere that has an extensive owlery. Are you a Hogsmeade post owl perhaps?" He mutters and shakes his head " I will find you out, whoever you are." He says and takes the letter and package. And then after a moment's hesitation he attaches a seed bowl to the perch as well and fills it with treats for the birds. He moves to sit and opens the letter first. He has to acknowledge the first point, if he found someone like that, he supposed he would get along with them. The second makes him gape, the man must be blind... No one had ever considered Severus handsome, at least not to his knowledge, but they did say love was blind, in this man's case it was very obviously the truth. And he knows Severus roles in the war, the plurality of this one word says whoever it is knows he's a spy, knows he's not really on either side but his own and the one that will stop the world he loves from falling into chaos. But who could it be, sure his co-workers knew he was a spy but most of them believed he leaned to one side or the other not that he really cared what they thought? But this made it seem like the person knew the full story or at least more than most, and Severus surely hadn't told them so, how did they know? It's a conundrum that's for sure and Severus finds himself intrigued by the man and the mystery if against his own better judgement moves to open the package, a designer pen with a case in in his house colors and with his initials scribed in the side and little silver snakes winding around the green background, It's truly beautiful. And he places it on his desk in a place of honor looking at it and the letter and shakes his head "well, I never expected anything like this." He mutters to himself before replying.
Anon
Your probably right, though I have yet to find such a person, though I will grant your point. To the second you must either really love me or perhaps are in need of glasses to think so, I do thank you for the unexpected compliment, part of me wants to believe you're lying, but I find it hard to. You obviously know me more than most and my curiosity is how, and I hope you'll keep what you know to yourself. The pen was a work of art and now has a special home on my desk. Though I appreciate them you really don't have to keep sending me gifts to talk to me.
Sincerely,
S.S
He sends it off and rubs his face filled with absolute confusion. What the bloody hell was going on?
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