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The Longest Week EVER!!!	By : dragonfly8605 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 14506 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3 - Night One

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�� I slammed the door closed and made
sure to set the lock before I threw myself on the bed. The sheets were rumpled
and I could still smell the sex on them. I couldn�t help but breathe it in and
tried to replace the thoughts of the father with images of the daughter.

�� Slowly a hard chest became soft breast;
thin lips became fuller and more kissable, sharp slender hips flared out, and a
hard thick member became the soft bare folds I was just buried balls deep in.
Oh, come on!!! What the fuck?!

�� That�s just fucking great. I grabbed
some clean cloths and went to take a shower while trying not to think about my
now limp dick.

�� After making sure there were towels
and soaps in the shower I turned on the water and waited for the temperature to
get just right. I took off my clothes and placed them in a pile on the floor.
Stepping under the hot jets did wonders as they beat against my shoulders.

�� I had to read five different bottles
to find the shampoo. I have one bottle for everything, Irish Spring hair and
body that�s it. There is no need for all these other bottles, not to mention
that fucking girly sponge thing.

�� After finding a body wash that didn�t
smell like strawberries, I started with my neck and shoulders. Slowly the
rhythmic beating of the water against my body mixed with the soothing yet
familiar scent of the soap started to ease then tension from my back. Working
down to my arms I tried to place the familiar scent. The feeling of thin lips
caressing my neck flashed through my mind and my chest clinched while my cock
instantly hardened.

�� I try to imagine Jocelyn but the scent
green apples from the soap kept all thoughts of a soft body away. The hard flat
plains of a muscled chest filled my mind and my cock twitched with interest.

�� Ignoring it as much as I could I
continued down my chest and hated myself as I pinched my nipples. I tried to
wash the rest of my body without touching my cock but he had other ideas.
Throwing down the sponge I grabbed my thick prick and almost furiously began to
stroke my length. I tried to push blue eyes into my minds eye but the deep
black pits Mr. Snape were so intoxicating, I almost wished they wouldn�t leave
me.

�� My hand clinched around my cock, the
angry blood filled purple head was peeking out the top of my hand. Suddenly I
felt long fingers run up and down my sides, I stroked harder. Thin lips against
my neck moved down to my nipples, I pumped faster. Then I was back in the
pantry with the searing heat of a hard chest pressed against me, that rumbling
growl reverberating through my body, I squeezed tighter. The rumbling became
louder then I heard his husky voice.

�� Harry.

�� Oh FUCK! My balls tightened and my
orgasm was ripped from my body. My cock pulsed and jerked in my hand as I
leaned my head against the cool tiled wall of the shower. Never once had I cum
like that with Jocelyn or any other chick for that matter. My thighs quivered
as I tried to remain standing while I washed the soap from my body. I washed my
hair and stayed under the jet steams a few more moments before shutting off the
water and stepping out

�� Snatching the towel I set out I
quickly dried myself off and pulled out my clothes to change. The green apples from
the soap still lingered on my skin, a fact that partly disgusted and angered me
while pleasing me. Pleased me in the thought that a piece of him was trapped in
my skin. Picking up my dirty clothes I walked out of the bathroom and nearly
trampled over the current star of my masturbatory fantasies.

�� Humph�Sorry sir.� I could feel a
blush start to cover my face and travel down to settle in the pit of my
stomach.

�� That�s quite alright Mr. Potter. I
was actually looking for you. Jocelyn has sent me to inform you that Ms. Granger
and Mr. Weasley are here. I suggest you change if you are to accompany them to
the movies.� Shit how long had I been in the shower.

�� Oh, ok. Thank you sir. I�m actually
not feeling well, could you please tell Jocelyn I�m just gonna go to sleep?� Jocelyn
is gonna be pissed.

�� I will tell her but if I know my
daughter, and I do, she will be most� displeased.� Is he trying to make me
leave? I probably shouldn�t be left alone with him anyway.

�� Thank god for the clothes in my hands,
his mere presence is making me hard and my dick still kind of hurts from the
intense release I had in the shower not more then 10 minutes ago.

�� On second thought, I�ll be down in a
few moments.�

�� Very well Mr. Potter.� He sounded way
too happy to hear that. I watched him turn, walk away, and� damn he has a nice
ass.

�� God damn it Harry!! Will you stop
acting like a fucking puff! And what the fuck is wrong with what I�m wearing.
Oh well, I guess I�ll go change then.

�� It didn�t take me long to change,
luckily my stiffy had gone down by the time I made it to the room. Maybe a
little alone time with Jocelyn in the last row of the movie theater is just
what I need.

�� The first thing I noticed when I got
down the stairs was one of my father�s best mates, Remus Lupin, standing extremely
close to Mr. Snape. I could see the surprise on his face as I came into view.

�� Harry! What are you doing here? I
thought you were going to the states with your parents?� His voice was nervous
and his face took on a nice shade of pink.

�� They let me stay here for the week.
What are you doing here?� I couldn�t keep the sneer out of my voice and off my
face. He leaned closer to Mr. Snape. I love Remus, almost like a second father,
but right now in this moment I hated him.

�� Oh, well, as you know I went to
school and University with Severus and I wanted to stop by and chat.� His eyes
widened as I couldn�t stop another sneer.

�� Oh good, your finally ready. I was
about to come up there and get you.� I turned and saw Jocelyn enter the room
fallowed by Ron and Hermione.

�� Yeah, sorry I took forever. I�m ready
to go if you are.� Even as I said it, I knew I didn�t want to leave. I didn�t
like the way Remus was looking at Mr. Snape.

�� Ok!� She ran over and gave her father
a hug and a kiss goodbye before she pulled me from the room. I was pulled out
of sight just in time to see Remus put his hands on Mr. Snape�s chest.

�� Rage flooded through my veins. I
wanted to go back and pull Remus off Mr. Snape. I wanted to hit myself even
more. I barely even knew Mr. Snape not to mention I don�t like men, so why the
fuck was I feeling all these things that I have no business feeling.

�� I sat in the back seat with Jocelyn
silently fuming over the thought of Remus and Mr. Snape. Jocelyn said I was
pouting but I really wasn�t. It wasn�t till Ron had spoken that I began to
listen to the conversation.

�� So Joce, what was the deal with Mr.
Lupin and your dad? That was kind of weird, and slightly uncomfortable.�

�� Ok so, he�s my dad�s fuck buddy. Well
he hasn�t exactly said that yet but Mr. Lupin does seem to show up right as I�m
leaving for Harry�s house. Oh and get this, he wants me to call him Remus or
Remy, like he wants to be my new papa. I don�t think he�s figured out that my
dad is only using him for sex. Poor guy, to make it worse, he really likes my
dad, it�s actually kind of sad.� I�ve been dating this chick for months and
this is the first I�ve heard about Mr. Snape being gay, although I�m not all
that surprised. So, I acted shocked.

�� You didn�t tell me your dad was gay.�

�� Really?! Huh� I thought I did. That�s
why mum left; she didn�t want to watch her husband sneak around with other men
if she couldn�t do it too. I�m really sorry, I just thought you knew. Ron knows
so I guessed he would have told you. Does it bother you?� The heat in her voice
was a bit of a shock but at the same time expected. She loves her father and I
know it would really hurt her if I had a problem with him. Not that I have much
room to talk with the way my own thoughts have been going lately.

�� No, it doesn�t bother me, I just
didn�t know.�

�� We�re here guys.� I�d almost
forgotten about watching the movie. We all jumped out of the car and made our
way inside the theater.

�� I didn�t hear the name of the movie
they selected; I just paid for the tickets and gave Jocelyn money for some
popcorn and a coke. I blindly followed the group to our seats and waited for
the movie to start. Jocelyn was to busy talking to notice my lack of interest
in what was being said.

�� I on the other hand was like a duck in
water. I was calm on the outside but inside, I was raging. I couldn�t help but
wonder what Remus and Mr. Snape were doing right now. If Mr. Snape was taking
his time to chat and catch up with Remus or if he decided to skip the foreplay
and have his way with Remus.

�� The thought of them actually talking
pissed me off more. I didn�t want Mr. Snape talking to Remus, talking implies
you care, and I didn�t like the idea of Mr. Snape having feelings for Remus. I would
be happier if Mr. Snape just fucked him and then booted him out on his ass.

�� Why the fuck do I care?!?! I don�t
know how much more of this I can take. One minute I have my cock down my
girlfriend�s throat, the next I�m fantasizing about fucking her dad. Now I just
have a headache. It wasn�t till I felt Jocelyn�s small hand squeeze around my
cock that I saw her gleaming eyes shining at me.

�� Gently I place my hand over hers and
removed it from my uninterested member. Immediately she tried to push her hand
back into my lap but again I stopped her. This continued for about five minutes
till I got pissed off.

�� Jocelyn! Stop it!� I put as much
force behind my whispered words as I could.

�� What�s wrong? You usually like a
little PDA.� She said this with a smirk on her lips and it really tipped my
shit that she wasn�t taking me seriously. Her hand slipped back to my knee.

�� Look, I�m just not in the mood right
now, ok? Let�s just watch the movie.� She huffed her little huff and actually
got up and an excused herself to go to the bathroom. That bitch!

�� With Jocelyn gone I tried to at least
figure out which movie we were watching. So far everyone in the movie was
completely retarded and couldn�t speak proper English to save their lives.
Idiocracy, I believe is the name of the movie. It�s actually really funny, and
a little scary.

�� I didn�t notice when Jocelyn returned
and I�m sure that pissed her off even more. Oh well, she needs to learn.
Finally the end credits began to roll and the four of us just sat there waiting
for the crowd to thin out.

�� I�m hungry. Anyone else want to go to
a Village Inn or something?�

�� Ron, you�re always hungry. And I
think we should be getting back, I�m pretty tired.� It didn�t take a genius to
figure out Jocelyn was still pissed at me. So I nodded my head in agreement and
let Ron take us home. I really hoped Remus would be gone by the time we got
there.

�� The ride home was silent; the tension
between me and Jocelyn was putting some tension between Ron and Mione. Pulling
into the drive way Jocelyn jumped out of the car with a quick goodbye.

�� Sorry about that guys, I didn�t mean
to get her upset and ruin the night.�

�� No worries mate, we all know how she
can be.� I watched them drive off then turned to enter the house. I didn�t see
Remus� Explorer so, that�s good.

�� I entered the manor and it was like a
ghost town, no servants no nothing. Figuring that Jocelyn really did go to bed
I headed over to the library.

�� The library was two and a half stories
tall with rows upon rows of books. Walking over to a section marked fiction I
grabbed a Terry Goodkind book and sat down in one of the chairs to read before
going up to bed.�

�� I was a good few chapters in when I
began to feel as if someone was watching me. I looked over the book and around
the room with no one in sight. Back to the book I immersed myself in a world of
magic with dragons and Confessors (1). The feeling of eyes on me was pushed in
the back of my mind.

�� The sound of pages rustling in the
corner of the room snapped my attention away form the book. Setting down the
book I moved between the stacks and cases of more books with still no one in
sight. It was starting to creep me out.

�� Are y��

�� Sweet Jesus! Don�t do THAT!!� Why the
fuck is he always sneaking up on me?

�� Forgive me Mr. Potter; it was not my
intention to frighten you.�

�� It�s cool, really. I guess I�m, just
a bit jumpy.� You make me jumpy.

�� I shivered as I looked Mr. Snape up
and down. He was dressed in a pair of silk deep green sleep pants. His naked
chest was visible through his opened robe. My mouth suddenly went dry as I
realized I was alone with Mr. Snape, in a very dark corner of a very big
library. I felt my cock twitch with interest. Which he had no business doing.

�� Umm, I better be getting to bed now.
It�s pretty late.� I hate being near this man, he makes me feel like I�m
fucking 11.

�� What�s your hurry Mr. Potter? I
promise not to bite you�to hard.� Dear god his voice alone can do such wicked
things to my body.

�� I tensed as he moved closer almost
pushing his chest into mine. His hot sweet breath ghosted over my face. Without
realizing it I had allowed Mr. Snape to pin me between his chest and a book
case. I should be angry.

�� Why don�t you stay for a bit?� My
chest rose and fell with the rapid movement of my lungs, bringing our chests
that mush closer together. He brought his lips down to my ear and neck. As he
spoke I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to give myself the strength to get out
of the room.

�� With his hands on both sides of my
body planted on the books only our upper bodies were touching. His mouth slowly
tracing the shell of my ear, I felt my knees go a little week. From my ear he
moved to lines of my neck. Small light fluttering kisses across my neck up my
jaw.

�� Do I make you nervous Mr. Potter?� I
shook my head no but couldn�t stop the response from leaving my lips.

�� Yes.� Damn it! He pressed his body
flush against mine.

�� Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my
god! Breathe Harry breath! Just breathe! I could feel that same intense heat that
had been plaguing my mind all day. I felt my cock spring to life. Fucking
traitor.

�� With our closeness I could feel a much
larger bulge from Mr. Snape rub against mine. I shivered and moaned at the
feeling. I felt my hips jerk forward causing a moan to fall from Mr. Snape�s
lips. I immediately became addicted to the sound. With his every moan the
rumbling from his chest created this tingling warm sensation to form in my
stomach.

�� Do you like what I�m doing to you Mr.
Potter? Do you enjoy the feeling of being trapped by me? My breath in your ear,
my lips on your skin, my hands on your hips.� God help me.

�� Yes.� With that one word his lips
crashed onto mine.

�� His hands went to my hips bringing us
as close as possible. While my hands went to his chest, his hair, his
shoulders, anywhere I could reach. He gave my hips a squeeze and instinctively I
jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist bringing our straining erections
together.

�� The searing heat instantly spread
through my body like wild fire. My head was pulled between the sensations of
having Mr. Snape�s cock pushing into mine and the feeling of his lips and
tongue ravishing my lips and neck.

�� It started in my toes traveling up my
thighs. Swirling around my balls to the base of my cock up to the tip of my
trimmed head. Shooting up to my stomach. I bit down on his lips as my orgasm
wrecked through my body. Stars exploded behind my eyes while my thighs
tightened their grip on Mr. Snape�s hips.

�� It wasn�t long after my release I felt
Mr. Snape tense with a moan on his sinful lips while a flood of thick warmth
washed over me. We stood there with our foreheads together, breathing heavily.

�� After a few moments I felt Mr. Snape
pull back while reaching around to put my feet on the ground. Feet firmly
planted I finally looked up into the deep black eyes that had started to haunt
me. Only one word came to mind as I stared at my girlfriend�s father.

�� Why?� It was all I could ask. So many
questions started with why. What a way to kill the after glow.

�� Because you want it.� It was such a
simple answer that I felt as if I had been slapped in the face. What stung the
most was that I realized� he was right.

�� I suggest you retire for the night
Harry. I�ll see you at breakfast.� With that he gave me a final kiss and walked
out of the library.

�� The sticky mess inside my jeans made
itself known. I composed myself as much as I could, deciding to ponder my new
revelations tomorrow. The walk back to my room was long and thoughtful. Once
there I changed my clothes cleaned myself off and went to bed.

�� Did he call me Harry?

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1:
Confessors are a magical creature created by the wonderful mind of Terry
Goodkind in his amazing Sword OF Truth Novels which inspired The Legend of The
Seeker TV show. If you haven�t read these please please do so. They are amazing
books. Wizard�s First Rule is the 1^st book.

This
is a long chapter and I type really really slow. That part in the shower is
dedicated to my wonderful husband. Who, flat out refuses to use the loofa in
the shower. He would rather cut up my $20 towels for rags first.

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