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Jealous Proposal	By : CodyMThomas Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 29642 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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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Chapter warnings: Minor2, UST, Fantasizing

Chapter 3: Potion's Class

By lunch the entire school knew that Harry was engaged, and an all out witch hunt was on for the girl who had accepted, since when asked directly, Harry had refused to answer with anything other than "I'm not telling, but my fiancé might admit it if they want to." Anyone wearing any sort of ring was suspect, and for the first time ever the rumor mill had absolutely no one fessing up even in jest that they were engaged to him, not wanting to be caught in their own lies or to make themselves a possible target.

Harry himself was enjoying being in control of the situation for once, even if he'd been hoping that several girls would claim he was engaged to them just to confuse the heck out of everyone when he wouldn't have denied or confirmed anyone's claim.

Harry had double potions with the Slytherins after lunch and even though it was already in his bag, he made an excuse to run back to the common room to get his homework. By the time he made it to the dungeons he was a few minutes late, nothing drastic, but most likely enough to earn a detention from his temperamental lover. He slipped into the classroom silently. Snape's back was turned as he slid into the empty seat next to Neville in the second row, and for a moment he thought that maybe Snape hadn't noticed his absence, which irked him. But as the snarky potions master turned back around from writing on the board, he fixed Harry with a cold, hard stare that sent shudders of arousal through him.

"And I see that Mr. Potter has finally decided to grace us with his presence. Five points from Griffindor. Perhaps next time you decide to flirt with your fan club between classes you can remember to be on time for your other responsibilities."

"But professor, I-"

"No excuses! And if you open your mouth again Potter, it will be fifty points. Now copy your notes."

So the snarky bat wasn't going to give out detentions so easily huh? Well, he could play that game too. And not allowed to get it by opening his mouth... He'd accept that challenge as well.

A simple summoning charm and everyone's homework flew onto Snape's desk. Harry knew by the icy smirk Snape gave him that he had his homework first. He had threatened Harry a few nights before that if he copied Hermione's homework again he wouldn't get laid for a week. Harry simply smirked back as the man began comparing the two assignments, before continuing on with his notes.

"Potter."

"Yes Professor?"

"What was the assignment which was due today?"

"Half a scroll on the different properties of Diurnally and Nocturnally harvested Tarragonian tree sap, and three ways each type can be used in specific potions, Sir."

"Aside from your usual failings in spelling and basic grammar, perhaps you can explain to me how you would go about using such a highly noxious and poisonous substance in a skin cleansing cream, especially when touching it will burn flesh down to the very bone?"

The Slytherins were snickering heartily, but it was a trick question and Harry knew it.

"By placing two drops of dragons blood into every eight drams of nocturnal sap you cancel out the acidic properties. Then, combining 1 part neutralized sap into 6 parts of a pre-made and chilled skin soothing mixture of lavender, rose petals, violets, aloe, ghee, honey, and thestral milk, not only removes most of the smell but adds an astringent property to it which is effective against most skin disorders. Heating this mixture to a light steam for 12 minutes and adding two shredded dandelion roots halfway through will cancel the toxins and the rest of the smell, Sir."

"And where did you acquire this formula? Compared to your normal standard of unconcerned laziness, one might believe you had actually opened a book. Or perhaps you simply tapped into an endless well of information that happened to be handy?" He sneered, glaring coldly at Hermione.

"No sir, I found the formula in Mistress Millie's Medicinal Mixtures for Managing Mundane Maladies. I referenced it and all the other books I used at the bottom."

"Mr. Potter, it is your seventh year in my class, and barring an act from the ghost of Merlin himself, I will only have to put up with your arrogance and ineptitude for one final year. Don't you think that it is a bit late to try becoming the Teacher's Pet after I already know what an academic failure you are?"

Harry bit his lips to hold back the smirk as the Slytherins started outright laughing.

'Teacher's pet huh? That could be VERY fun...'

"I simply decided to try and do the work this year Sir."

"I'll believe that when I see it Potter."

It only took a few more minutes for Harry to finish copying down the formula for the day, and with a couple minutes left before they had to start preparing their potion Harry began focusing on legilimancy. He probed Severus' mind, or at least let him know he was trying to probe his mind, something the man would never allow without retaliation. Severus immediately threw off the attempt and trapped Harry with his own wandless and non verbal probe to see what he was up to. Harry didn't resist, he drew Severus in and held him tightly as he opened his thoughts.

He showed the potions master what he was thinking; how he wanted to be on his knees, drawing his professor's cock down his throat, the man forcing him to take it ever deeper while the entire class watched.

'I want them to see their hero break into pieces right before their eyes, I want you to make me fall so far off their pedestal that there's no doubt in anyone's mind that I'm just a boy, easily bent to the will of the one stronger than me. But that's not Voldemort like they all fear; it's you. You could make me kneel before you with a word, one word and I would be helpless before you... Professor.'

Snape forced him to release his mind and pulled back. He only caught a slight glimpse of Severus' flushed face, but with those narrowed eyes it was easy to mistake the look as apocalyptic rage instead of near desperate arousal. Severus almost made a move, he almost gave in and snapped at him, but somehow managed to stop himself before drawing attention to himself. Harry pretended he hadn't noticed the glare at all and proceeded setting out his ingredients and tools for the day's potion.

"You have one hour to make this revitalizing potion with your partner and each bring up a labeled vial for grading. Begin."

The potion went without a hitch, even with Neville as his partner and Snape stalking the dungeon like a starving basilisk, ready to snap up the first person to make a sound or a mistake. Harry had even made sure that most of the class, including Neville, had already gone up and delivered their vials before 'accidentally' tripping and spilling his cauldron all over the floor, his uncorked sample flying out of his hand and landing on Snape's desk, dousing the man with potion as the beaker shattered. There was a gasped silence and a sudden flurry of everyone getting their things together as soon as possible, the enraged professor rising from his desk, looking to be out for blood.

"POTTER! Perhaps scrubbing all the cauldrons after school today will teach you to be less clumsy!"

"But Sir, I already have detention with you today..."

"You just earned yourself another three days, and since you have no sample, you won't be getting a grade either! Now clean up this mess and get out of my sight!"

No one saw the gleam in Harry's eyes as he began cleaning up the spilled potion while the rest of the class began hurrying out.

As soon as he was finished and the last person had left, Harry slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out an identically labeled vial full of potion and saw his lover visibly relax as he set it on the desk with a smile. Snape hated failing him more than anything, and if he would have done something as silly as intentionally failing a class assignment just to keep up the appearance of hatred between them, Severus really WOULD get mad at him.

'Kiss me'. Harry's eyes spoke clearly. The dour potions master glared at him. 'Later'.

A slight smirk, a mischievous slanting of the eyes. Snape frowned and glared harder. The boy only smiled further as he turned around and slowly walked out of the room, his lover's eyes glaring at him suspiciously... and with good reason.

A/N: yeah, two chappies in one day, told you the little bugger bit me hard. I am already working on chapter 4 and warning now, Sex Scene! ^_^

I think I had more fun than should be legal while writing about a potions class, but it was so much fun finding ways to make Harry be clever and sneaky and find a way to still get detention without mouthing off or hurting anyone.
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