Bound by Blood (and Faith) | By : wlkellogg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 20387 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter 20
The next two days went relatively smoothly; Harry went back to his dorm, mainly to keep his fellow Gryffindors from asking too many awkward questions, and the two settled into a sort of easy middle ground, somewhere between what they had been and what Harry wanted them to be. Potions was very quickly becoming his favorite class, even if it didn't seem like he was getting any better at it. After every class, he would slip down to Snape's rooms and they would sit down on his couch and Snape would hold him. It was easily the best thirty minutes of his day.
Today, they were snuggled on the couch and Harry was dozing lightly. Snape had planned on grading papers while he and Harry relaxed together, but he found that he spent more time watching Harry than grading papers. Barely five minutes into their allotted relaxation time, Harry started absentmindedly rubbing his chest. “Harry, are you alright?”
“Hmm? Oh, yeah, I'll be alright,” he answered.
“If your mark is hurting, maybe it would feel better if you took your shirt off,” Snape suggested. Harry smiled at the idea and sat up long enough to pull his shirt off and was surprised when Snape unbuttoned his. But he didn't argue at all when Snape gestured for him to lay back down. The skin to skin contact felt amazing and Harry felt himself harden. Snape leaned down and pressed his lips to the top of Harry's head, but didn't say anything about the hard on pressing against his leg.
It didn't take long for Harry to fall asleep in Snape's arms. It gave Snape more time to finish his grading. When he was done grading, Snape wrapped his other arm around Harry and curled around him, only intending to close his eyes for a moment.
When he opened his eyes, there was a crick in his neck and a pounding at his door. Harry was sleeping soundly. Covering his ears to keep from disturbing him, Snape called softly toward the door. “Who is it?”
“It's Albus. May I come in? We have a bit of an emergency.”
Snape's eyes went wide and he looked down at Harry. “What sort of emergency, Albus? I'm in the middle of something.”
“Harry is missing. He didn't make it to his last two classes I need you to help find him,” Albus said, walking in. Snape had just enough time to cover Harry's bare chest before Albus walked into view. Albus froze when he saw the two laying together on the couch. “Severus, what have you done?”
Snape didn't answer for a tense, drawn out moment. “I have not done anything, yet, Albus.”
“Wake him up.”
Snape leaned down and whispered in Harry's ear. “Harry. Wake up, lad. Move slowly, you don't have your shirt on and we have company.”
Harry's eyes fluttered open and he jumped visibly when he saw Dumbledore. He sank back into the cushions and Snape's arms, away from Dumbledore.
“Harry, are you alright?”
“Y-yes, Professor,” Harry stammered, clutching his shirt to his chest, praying that the Headmaster would believe that it was because he was shy.
“Sit up, please. Both of you,” Albus instructed, his voice dangerously low. Harry looked up at Snape, who nodded slowly. Snape moved first, using his body as a shield so that Harry could pull on his shirt. “Stop. Severus, move out of the way. Now.”
Both of them froze. Harry looked up at Snape with wide eyes. Dumbledore cleared his throat, reminding them that he had not issued a request. Snape reached up and pulled Harry's shirt down, and Dumbledore was suddenly beside them, holding Snape's wrist, and Harry's shirt, just shy of Harry's waist. “What are you hiding?”
“Nothing, Albus, why would you think that we would be hiding anything?” Snape asked, focusing his gaze on Harry instead of Dumbledore.
“Then lift his shirt, Severus. If you're not hiding anything, then lift his shirt,” Dumbledore instructed.
“I do not think that that would be appropriate, Albus,” Snape replied, his voice growing tense. Even though he was strong enough to fight the headmaster if it came to it, Harry was still a student and subject to the man's whim. He couldn't risk Harry. Dumbledore shook his head.
“Appropriate or not, Severus, it is what you must do. I want to know what has Mr. Potter so afraid to have me see. Now, lift his shirt, immediately,” Albus shot back, voice just as tense. Slowly, Severus relented. He pulled Harry's shirt back up, exposing the mark to view. Dumbledore jerked his hand back, away from Harry's skin, and especially away from that mark. His eyes darted between Snape and Harry. “What have you two done?”
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