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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Kit

Chapter 3

Much to Severus’ joy, Kit spent most of the classes asleep on his desk, or in his desk. When he wasn’t asleep he would sit quietly, watching the students.

The students would fawn over the kitten as soon as they saw him but it only took one swipe of Kit’s sharp claws or a bite from his pointy teeth for the students to think twice about trying to pet him.

That evening Kit was perched on Severus’ shoulder all through dinner. No one really gave him a second glance as stories of how Kit was a vicious little beast made the rounds. Severus beamed with pride for the little blighter, both internally and externally. He was only less snarky than usual but he was still happier than normal.

Harry hated all the attention as a human and he hated the attention as a cat even more. They all wanted to touch him and there was only one human – one man – that he wanted to touch him as a human or as a cat. He knew he didn’t hate Snape, not for a while anyway but – he was grateful to the man that had saved him and healed him.

He liked sitting on Snape’s shoulder, especially now that he knew that Snape’s hair wasn’t as greasy as it appeared to be, it was quite soft actually, especially early in the day, before he spent all day over a cauldron.

=^.^=

Crookshanks was waiting for them by the portrait to Snape’s room when they returned from dinner, and Harry was trying to get the courage to jump from Severus’ shoulder but it was even higher than the table.

Snape gave a low chuckle, and Harry marvelled at how often the man actually did that, and he helped Kit from his shoulder. The kitten bound over to the older, larger cat and pounced on him, or tried to.

The door opened and Crookshanks meandered in as Harry bounded in, turned and come back again only to twine himself around Severus’ feet.

Crookshanks settled himself and Kit tried to get the other feline to play but the older cat wasn’t interested. Snape charmed a toy mouse and let Kit chase it around the room while he marked papers and Crookshanks did what any self respecting cat would do. He found the most comfortable spot closest to the fire and kept an eye on the mouse as he pretended to sleep.

Harry had never felt so light as he did in that moment as he chased the toy around. It was liberating.

No one noticed that they hadn’t seen Harry all day.

=^.^=

As Snape made his way to his classroom, he kept up a rather impressive rant about of the idiocy of Dumbledore for pairing this certain Slytherin class with its Gryffindor counterpart. Granted the most troublesome student was gone, they were still a volatile class. Not as volatile as they had been, but there was still tension despite the truce from its two most prolific students.

Draco was free of the curse that his mother had kept on him and Lucius. Now they were both like the young boys that Severus remembered. They were curious, giving yet proud and loyal.

He watched the students work and realized that one of those prolific students was missing.

‘Why has Mister Potter decided to not attend my class?’ He asked the class suddenly.

No one replied and they all looked anywhere but at Snape as most of them tried to remember the last time they had seen Harry.

Harry, who’d been dozing lightly on the desk, perked up at his name. He had defeated the Dark Lord not six months ago and now, no one, at least his two best friends, seemed to care about him anymore.

‘Professor?’ Draco said, breaking the silence.

‘What is it Mister Malfoy?’ he replied coolly.

‘I saw him, the day before yesterday, he was in the library, trying to study but Weasley was irritating him. He had asked me for help with his Runes. Weasley kept ragging on him so Potter told him off and left the library,’ he replied, glaring at Granger, ‘she,’ he loaded the word with disdain as he nodded to her, ‘was there too. She’d kicked Longbottom and Finnigan from Harry’s table so she and Ron could alternate between snogging and ignoring Har-Potter.’

Granger snorted in derision, whether it was because of the claim that Harry had asked Draco for help or that he’d been studying Snape didn’t know, but he didn’t care because Kit was hissing at Hermione.

‘Has anyone seen Potter more recently than the day before yesterday?’ Snape asked as he picked up the agitated kitten and tried to calm him.

The entire class shook their heads no together.

Snape sighed internally as he snapped at them to get to work.

He didn’t notice that the cat in his arms got that much more agitated when he was closer to Granger.

Several of the muggleborns decided that he looked rather villainous as he stalked the classroom with the agitated feline.

=^.^=

At the end of class, Granger had approached Severus’ desk fearfully. She eyed the kitten who was sitting tensely on the desk as it growled a softly warning.

‘Professor Snape?’ she asked almost too softly for the man to hear.

‘What is it Granger? I’m very busy,’ he snapped as he slammed the drawer he had slid the classes written work in.

She whimpered, ‘I was just wondering if you’ve seen my cat, he’s name is Crookshanks and he’s got orange fur and a flat-’

‘As invigoratingly irritating as it is to listen to you, I do know what your cat looks like,’ Snape cut her off with an impatient sneer. ‘He has spent the day with the kitten that you almost killed,’ he knew he was being harsh, however in the last few days this student had shown animals more care than her so called friend. Snape, himself, was more inclined to animals but Granger had been stuck like glue to Potter’s side since that incident with the troll.

‘Do you think I could have him back?’ she asked, fighting to keep her tears at bay.

Severus couldn’t help himself; he sighed and massaged the bridge of his noise, as smart as this girl was she could be incredibly stupid sometimes.

‘Miss Granger, I have not taken your familiar to punish you or at all, he has simply been worried about the kitten that was injured,’ he replied.

‘But he hasn’t mated with another cat! He doesn’t have any kittens,’ she blurted.

‘And you know this how? As far as I know that half Kneazle monstrosity has been roaming the school and the grounds freely for the last three years.’

Hermione blushed, ‘I just, I’d know,’ she stammered lamely as Severus raised an eyebrow.

‘You’re cat is free to do as he pleases, I don’t know why, but he has chosen not to return to you at this time, I would suggest you let him be until he is ready to do so,’ he offered.

Hermione burst into tears finally.

Severus winced, he had a vicious headache blossoming behind his eyes. ‘Why haven’t you shown this much concern for your missing friend?’ he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

‘That little faggot isn’t my friend!’ she snarled through her tears.

’Twenty points for your disrespect, now get out!’ he barely controlled himself in his anger. She wasn’t the friend he thought she was if Harry not fitting into her mould was enough for her to disown him. He briefly wondered if she’d tried to seduce him and he’d turned her down.

She huffed and stormed out, ignoring her tears.

=^.^=

Kit, who had been sitting on Snape’s shoulder, moved down to his arm to his lap as a hand blindly searched for the ball of fur. Each taking and offering what comfort they could.

‘That boy has done more for that girl than she’ll ever know, just because he won’t sleep with her doesn’t mean he’s a homosexual,’ he muttered. ‘It could just mean he’s anti-skank,’ he added causing the kitten to actually choke, Harry would have laughed himself silly if he could.

Harry appreciated the defence, but he knew he appreciated his own gender and had told Hermione that when she tried to crawl into bed with him.

He thought back to the summer, he had learned a lot from Corey. The muggle boy had moved in across from the Dursley’s and he and Harry had just sort of clicked together. When they weren’t stuck doing chores for someone they were together and Corey had shown Harry the delights of the male body. Harry knew they weren’t meant to be but he appreciated the other boy and would always be grateful to him.

As Harry forgot about Hermione’s idiocy and remembered Corey’s tenderness he began to purr and Snape’s deft finger’s lulled him into light doze as the potion master sat correcting papers for a time before he began to scribble notes and what not, not staying on anyone subject for too long.
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