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Please, Release Me!	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Neville Views: 17663 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K.Rowling does, I write for fun and do not make any money from this.

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AN: Thank you SO MUCH, for the lovely ratings I can´t believe it has 69 WOW! Thank you for reviewing, still loving that!
Tommy-Lane: Sorry you had to wait, I have 5 stories and I can´t force it out, it has to come to me at the right time to make it good, he he. I´m hoping this will make it up to you?

The second week of October …
Neville, like every other 7^th year, had been too busy for much more than studying, practicing and keeping himself standing after classes with the Carrow´s. In addition to that he had the duties that the headmaster had given him; to take care of his house mates´ well-being for keeping up moral.
Severus had explained to his four deputies that they were needed to prevent the students from losing their minds and will to fight against the dark side when the time would come for the final battle.
They had to admit that the former potion´s master was bloody brilliant in thinking and arranging this too, and right under the other Death eater´s noses.
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”We so need a place to teach and practice defense spells in with those who want to help the Order here at Hogwarts.” Dean said dreamily.
“Yeah, we can´t risk anything with the crazy Carrows around, not out in the open anyway.” Neville chimed in, rubbing his arm where a still healing cut from his last detention appeared.
“Especially not with most of the Slytherins lurking around.” Seamus admitted gloomily.
The silence consumed the dormitory for a long moment. “I think I might have an idea, but I can´t tell you more right now.” Neville exclaimed excitedly as he got up.
“Oi, where are you going?” Seamus wondered.
“Owlery.” Neville yelled up the stairs.
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Neville, Dean and Seamus presented the idea to other Order members at Hogwarts, more precisely to professors McGonagall and Flitwick in McGonagall´s office the following week before dinnertime. “Fred and George have invented some kind of eavesdropping devise that can be used when a silencing charm is cast. It´s based on muggle technology their father has read about. You know how much he loves muggle ideas. Apparently the Ministry was very interested and had agreed to finance it.” Neville spoke almost as if he had been rehearsing this.
“They will only be for ministerial tasks and purposes, to ensure that it will not turn out to be some kind of every man´s spy-on-your-spouse device. I sent in an application form to get one for Order-use. They were reluctant at first, naturally, but once I went on about winning the war and all, well…” Neville finished and pulled out a Gryffindor badge, the one every Gryffindor wore with the rest of their uniform and grinned. He also found the receiver, which was a radio that he used the ´engorgio´ charm on.
Both professors looked taken aback and stared at the devices in disbelief before Flitwick said. “How does it work then Mr. Longbottom?”
Seamus took over the conversation at this moment. “You turn on this radio on channel two, and then the person who has borrowed the spying device thingy touches it with his or hers wand, in this case badge, and says ´I hear you´. Then the ones around this radio can hear the conversation loud and clear, but they cannot hear us in return of course.”
Seamus grinned too now. “It´s bloody brilliant. The twins made a ton of money on this I tell you.” Dean added smiling broadly.
“If I say ´off´ while touching it, it shuts down again.” Neville said.
“What use will this be to us Mr. Longbottom, why did you borrow it?” Professor McGonagall seemed to have gotten her voice back.
Neville hesitated. “I plan on speaking to the headmaster while using it. To ask for his help in getting us the room to train and meet secretly for the Order members in. The subject I told you both about last night.”
Professor McGonagall shook her head. “I will not allow you to speak to that man alone, under no circumstances Mr. Longbottom. He will turn you in, or worse punish you himself.”
“With all due respect professor, I didn´t plan on asking your permission.” The old woman pursed her lips and was about to respond when Neville spoke again. “But I would like it anyway.”
He waited for her to answer him this time and he saw the shared look between the two professors sitting opposite from their three students. Finally she nodded. “Very well Mr. Longbottom.”
“When would you like this to take place Mr. Longbottom?” Flitwick asked him worriedly. It felt really odd to have his professors await his instructions, but at the same time it felt great too. There was that confidence again, he thought.
“I think now would be good.” Neville saw the sudden looks of concern on the faces of his fellow Order members, but they all nodded quietly. “Before we do this, I would like your word that whatever you hear not concerning the training room will not leave this room. I cannot tell you more now.” McGonagall´s eyes narrowed as she observed Neville closely as if trying to figure out what he meant but agreed to it all the same, as did the other three in the room. “Excellent.” Neville said and turned on the radio on channel two, touched the badge and said “I hear you,” before leaving the room.
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Neville knocked on the Headmaster´s office door. Snape had really not wanted to occupy the late Albus Dumbledore’s office, the office which was mostly used by any Head of the school. He had after all been the one to murder him. His own friend. The closest thing he had been to having a family for many years too.
Neville could hear a spell being removed, most definitely one of many. It might be to prevent students or professors to barge in unwanted but Neville had a feeling that Severus used that as an excuse for keeping other Death eaters out too, at least that would be a reasonable reason for them not questioning Severus´ actions.
The office door swung open and Neville stood face to face with his former potions professor. Severus looked tired, very tired. His eyes were slightly red and beneath them he saw dark rings probably caused by stress and lack of sleep too.
Severus stared at Neville with a look the young man didn´t quite understand what meant, but then the look changed to his usual stone face. “What do you want Mr. Longbottom, I´m busy?” He drawled. Neville peered inside as if checking for other visitors but when he found none he responded.
“Why thank you, tea would be nice.” He leaned against the doorframe observing Severus, waiting for him to explode.
“Longbottom you fool.” McGonagall said as they listened to the conversation. “I can´t believe the manner in which he is speaking to Severus. How does he expect to accomplish anything from that!” She breathed loudly.
Severus eyed Neville a while longer before stepping aside and allowing him access to his office. Neville walked by and sat down across his desk waiting for Severus to sit too. He did sit down eventually behind his desk, after having closed the door with a loud bang and returning the silencing spell.
“Mifly.” A house elf appeared at once. “Bring tea please.” He added not looking away from Neville.
“Of course Headmaster, Mifly will be doing that right away.” The elf disappeared again and Severus leaned back in his chair silently observing Neville until Mifly returned with a tray of tea and biscuits. Severus thanked the elf.
“Help yourself, Longbottom.” He pointed to the tray but otherwise made no effort to move.
Neville poured some tea for himself and took a biscuit taking a bite before placing it on his plate and speaking. “I assume your hands are still working so you can get your own tea?” Neville provoked Severus.
“Sir.” Severus added for him.
“No need to address me that way Headmaster, Neville is just fine.” Neville smirked and Severus´ face looked fumed.
“What the Devil is wrong with Longbottom today is he trying to get himself killed?” McGonagall exclaimed. Dean and Seamus shook their heads too in disbelief of their friend´s attitude. They had to, to pretend they didn´t know about Snape and Neville.
“You will address me with a ´sir´ or ´headmaster´ Mr. Longbottom.” Severus growled and banged his fist into his desk. Neville smiled at him and leaned back in his chair. “Well, I´m waiting!” Severus spat.
“There´s nobody here but us.” Neville sipped his tea slowly and merely went on telling Severus why he was here. “The Order members need a safe place to train away from the Carrows; I am here for your help to arrange that room for us, Severus.” He added his first name and he could have sworn that Severus took a deep breath at hearing his name spilled from Neville´s lips. Did he enjoy hearing it so much, is that why he wants me to call him professor?
Flitwick shook his head. “This will not end well Minerva. Maybe we should get him out of there?”
“Give him some time, please professor. I am hoping he knows what he is doing. For some reason Snape has not thrown his out of his office yet.” Dean asked and Flitwick simply nodded.
Severus got up from his chair and walked to his book shelf across the room closer to the door. At first Neville thought he would throw him out now, but instead Severus stood there silently for a while in deep thoughts it seemed, because he had not taken down any books or made any movements at all.
Neville stood and walked to where Severus was standing. He didn´t know why but he placed a hand on Severus´ right shoulder making the man jump in surprise and turn around. “I know you cannot tell me anything right now, and I also know that you have never betrayed the Order. You shared the memory of Dumbledore´s death with me for a reason. Did Voldemort do something? I want to know.” Neville spoke quietly.
“What on earth is going on? Do you two know anything about this?” McGonagall demanded. Dean and Seamus shook their heads. No reason getting themselves into trouble too.
“Get out Longbottom.” Severus drawled at him, but Neville didn´t move. “I said get the fuck out, NOW!” Severus yelled. Something must be really wrong.
“No.” Neville replied. A less brave man would have crawled away from the look in Severus´ eyes. A younger Neville would have. In an instant Severus had his wand out. Neville reacted and pushed him against the wall. “You wanna kill me, huh? Go ahead Severus, prove them right. Speak the words, point that wand at me.” Neville provoked.
“You insufferable, arsehole Longbottom.” Severus spat. Please leave, you weaken me so.
“Dear God, we have to get him out of there.”
“No Minerva. Let the boy press him, I don´t know why, but something is off. The Snape we knew would never have let anyone speak to him that way.” McGonagall began pacing the room in worry.
Neville, who was the same height as Severus, stared directly into his dark eyes while holding him against the wall with almost no effort. Then again he was twenty years younger. “You shouldn´t speak words you don´t mean, Severus.” Let me help you.
“Oh, I promise you I mean them!” He yelled to his face while spit flew everywhere. Of course I don´t mean them.
Neville sighed in response. “The Order needs you.” He looked away for a moment while speaking the next couple of words. “I need you.” He met Severus´ eyes once more.
Severus´ face softened but only for a moment. “Longbottom…” He warned but Neville didn´t care.
“No, you have to listen to me…”
“No, I don´t! I´m the one who fucking run the school and I…”
“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up. I know what kind of pressure you´re under. You don´t have to deal with this alone any more. I´m here Severus, right here.” Severus looked like he was about to explode and then Neville simply leant in ignoring it, and Severus went paler and shock was written across his face.
“N-no Longbottom, he already suspects something is off....” Severus pushed Neville away from him but not nearly enough. Neville moved closer again. Severus looked flushed and Neville enjoyed the sight of this powerful man, who was always in control of himself and who played the two most talented wizards that ever lived against each other, look powerless under his touch.
“Severus..”
“Don´t…” Severus placed his finger to Neville´s lips to stop them from kissing him. Neville placed a small kiss to that finger and watched Severus´ eyes close and open again. “I-I can´t… no kissing… you know why.”
“WHAT?” Dean shouted. “Neville wants to kiss Snape?”
“Oh my god, has he lost his bloody mind?” Seamus added. The look of absolute confusion and horror written in McGonagall´s face. They were playing their cards well.
“I admit this does not make any sense. However, we will find out I think, if we just listen.” Flitwick said.
“Severus…” Neville pleaded.
“No!” Severus said firmly. “You know I cannot any more… The Dark Lord will… if he finds out…” He added.
“We´re at war of course people die.” Neville said.
Severus shook his head not trusting his own voice right now.
Severus pulled himself together. “You need to leave, right now, Neville. It´s not safe for you anymore.”
“Neville??” Minerva said. “Is that what he called him, Filius?” The short wizard nodded not wanting to tell her this was not the first time Severus had done so.
“Y-you…” Neville tried. Neville gently turned Severus´ face to make him look at him. At the touch to his skin Severus drew in a sharp breath. “Look at me.” Neville spoke softly. “I know you push everyone away; teachers, students, Order members… Because you think it´s your fault they…”
“It is my fault they die!” Severus yelled.
“None of this is your doing. It´s Voldemort who…”
“No! If I hadn´t brought them into my life they would never have...”
“Stop. Just STOP! You didn´t force anyone to spend time with you… to care about you… they chose to! If you would just stop this stupidity and let the people around you get to know the real you they would…”
“They would WHAT, Neville? Huh? See what a great person I am? They would love me? Just like you do I´m sure, maybe they would…” Severus said sarcastically.
“Yes.” Neville interrupted. Severus stopped speaking at once.
“Oh dear…” Flitwick burst out and Seamus sank back in his chair in disbelief.
“What did you say?” Severus almost whispered. “I told you, you can´t…”
“Why don´t you want me to kiss you, Severus? We´ve talked about this all summer. You´re not my professor anymore, there is no rule against it then. And I´m 17, so I´m of age. The last times we were together you seemed to…”
“Did he just say they were together before?” McGonagall asked in shock. The others didn´t say anything, they waited to hear more.
“Don´t Longbottom. Don´t you dare say any more!”
“Stop calling me that, damn it!”
“It´s your fucking name!”
“I know what you´re doing. You´re refusing to use my first name to create some sort of distance between us…”
“There is no us!” Severus spat, as if trying to convince himself. Neville let go of Severus but neither moved away from the wall.
“You failed miserably, you know, your plan to make everyone loathe you. I did for years, obviously, because you treated me worse than even Harry, but then I began pitying you two years ago and at the end of sixth school year it changed. But I guess you know that.”
“Stop speaking and just leave.” Severus said wearily but Neville just moved closer.
“Pretending it´s not true does not make it so… we´re good together, stop denying that we´re not…” He pushed against Severus´ body eyes boring into the older man´s dark ones, he cupped his face. “Severus, I l-”
“Don´t you dare say it.” Severus placed a finger against Neville´s lips to stop the flow of words. Neville smiled at him and Severus knew he had lost as Neville gently pulled down the fingers enabling him to express how he feels. “Please don´t…”
“I love you…” Neville finished. Severus closed his eyes letting warmth fill up his body.
“Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD!!!!!” Dean repeated over and over. Flitwick looked so confused blinking rapidly like he had heard wrong, and McGonagall might faint.
“Well, I guess Snape will be satisfied. I should know, I taught Neville what he knows.” Seamus let slip out and every pair of eyes flew to meet his as he grinned.
Neville caressed Severus´ cheek making him open his eyes. Neville thought better of kissing him, not wanting the man to be angry, which seemed stupid considering their conversation really, then he moved away and walked towards the door. Severus spoke softly. “I´ll find you a room.”
Neville turned to look at the man. “I know, Severus.”
A sudden tear fell from Neville´s eye. Maybe it was relief from finally admitting to his own feelings, maybe it was shock in knowing someone had listened to their conversation, or maybe, just maybe it was hope.
Severus placed his left hand over Neville´s on the door sighing. Neville knew that was all he could ask to get from Severus from this point in time. After all he was risking his life playing the role of Death eater still, and this time without the Order to back him up.
“Neville?” Severus said tentatively.
“Yeah?”
Severus moved closer to the other pressing him against the door. Neville closed his eyes momentarily as Severus caressed his right check letting his finger run down his jawline and over his moist, young lips. Their eyes met and locked, a small genuine smile played across Severus´ thin lips before he leaned in and brushed his lips gently against Neville´s briefly. Neville pulled him back as he claimed the lips he was offered demanding another kiss. It was soft and gentle before turning persistent when Severus demanded entrance to Neville´s warm mouth. He relented, the kiss causing his knees to weaken as Severus sucked his tongue before letting his own caress Neville´s.
Neville´s head was spinning as he felt the headmaster´s erection rubbing against his own and Severus´ mouth swallowed the moan Neville gave. Moments after their lips parted just as gently as they had met, and with clouded eyes and a nearly dysfunctional voice Neville said. “I guess we can rule out they died from kissing you…” Severus snorted as he rested his head against the younger man´s. Neville touched Severus´ face while saying. “Everything about you is amazing…”
Severus knew he had to get Neville out of there, he had already done too much, he shouldn´t have done this at all. He moved away and Neville took his cue. Dear God please let him leave; I cannot fight it much longer. Severus thought. Don´t say it back, don´t do it!
The door opened and Severus watched Neville exit and smile at him before the door closed once more, leaving the cold emptiness behind to roam his office. “He will surely be the end of me…”

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