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Outside The Fire	By : ChameleonOT Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 3510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I apologize for how long you were forced to wait for
this chapter. Real life has a way of getting in the way. Murphy has actually
called in outside contractors to deal with me. He does this occasionally to
keep me on my toes. A friend put a hit out on him for me, if you are interested
in the reward�

I am deeply grateful for my two editors that have
volunteered to make this short story more than I could ever have alone. This
chapter was ed byd by Faline and C Cage. I bow to them and their masterful
work. Without them, this chapter would have mediocre at best. Thank you Faline
and CC!

Finally, I would like to reply to the question of why I
would bring in an ofc. Actually, I like to think that I didn�t. I am attempting
to make use of a character area that JK Rowling has mentioned in her books. I
just gave it a little personality and a name. (winks) It should all come out in
the story. BTW: I borrowed the name Lexi from an Alan Rickman movie, since
Snape and Mr. Rickman have so much in common. Don�t you think they look a lot
alike? Hmmmm.

Chapter 3: Fantasies and Fears


Harry reclined on his couch watching a movie that Lexi had left in the DVD
player, Dark
Harbor. It had just
ended and Harry couldn�t believe just how unexciting the movie had been.


Boring,
he thought as he switched off the TV and stretched languidly. How can she
stand these sappy romantic movies? Well at least this one was a bit better, a
little mystery in there, but still... . �Nox,� he whispered, turning down
the lights, before beginning to get up from his place on the couch. He was
tired and ready for bed.


�Harry,� a voice behind him in the dark whispered. Harry froze as he felt a
soft hand touch his cheek. The young wizard tilted his head back to locate the
owner of that wonderful hand. A face loomed in the shadows. Harry�s eyes slid
shut as the face closed in on his; soft lips brushed across his.


�Harry.� That voice again. Another hand stroked his hair. Soft lips closed in
on his again, hungrily this time. Oh, how Harry loved those lips. They
had visited him before with promises of the sweet pleasure that radiated down
his entire body.


Heat built up in Harry those lips caressed
his. It rose steadily until it threatened to over take him. That wonderfully
sinful mouth and those hands never stopped their insistent caresses � even
while the body attached to them moved alongside Harry.


Strong arms pulled at Harry�s shoulders as lips began to move across his chin
and down his neck. Eager, Harry sat up into those kisses. He would follow those
lips anywhere. As strong hands brushed down his sides to the bottom of his
shirt, lips left his body only long enough for the shirt to clear his head. He
fell back onto the couch as the lips found his again.

Hands
roamed over his body bringing heat wherever they touched. Waves
of pleasure and desire battled to take over. A sensuous tongue began to forge a
path of fire as it languidly explored down his neck to his chest. Harry felt
his breath hitch as those hands brushed over his stomach and hips in turn.
Caressing� wonderful caressing. He wanted
more, but he could not move � to take or to ask.


He could feel release nearing. It built like
a storm inside of him. He needed the release. He craved the release.


�Harry,� the mystery voice whispered. The
hands came up to grab his shoulders tightly and shake him violently.


�Har-ry!� his name exploded in
his ears. It was not the voice.


�Oh, hell!� Harry mumbled as he rolled off the couch and landed face down on
the floor.

Harry blinked several times before opening his eyes and
groaning.


�Harry, are you okay?� his assailant asked, concern lacing her voice.


Oh. Lexi. Harry looked up from his place on the floor to give her one very
irritated look.


�Your timing sucks,� he grumbled. She smiled then immediately schooled her
features to radiate concern.


�I�m sorry,� she tried to act concerned. She really did, but her eyes-twinkling
with silent mirth-betrayed her. �I came in and you were laying here moaning. I thought you were having a nightmare.�


Harry glared up at her. She winked at him. �Guess I was wrong.� She flounced, actually
flounced, out of the room.


He groaned again, this time from the loss of one very good dream, and pushed up off the floor. He winced at the obvious bulging
in his pants.


Torquemada�s  gonna
love this, he thought, grudgingly. He willed his body to calm down before Lexi
returned from the kitchen.


It would have worked if a last lingering memory of those wonderful hands had
not wriggled back into his thoughts.


He slowly dragged himself up onto the couch. Once prone, Harry leaned over and
placed his head in his hands. All he wanted to do righw waw was go to bed, go
to sleep and get back to those wonderful hands. Oh great! He thought, as
his body reminded him of what he was supposed to be trying to bring under
control.


He knew his roommate well enough to know that she was not going to allow him to
go to bed just yet; if for no other reason than to make him suffer, she would
keep him here to talk for a little while. Heartless witch, he thought to
himself.


It wasn�t long before Lexi returned from the kitchen bearing two mugs of
steaming hot coffee , one of which she
handed the still grumpy Harry.


�All right,� Lexi began, sitting on the sofa arm and swinging her feet up onto
the cushion. �Tomorrow is the gala. Are you
ready?� the Grand High Inquisitor
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