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Bound by Blood (and Faith)	By : wlkellogg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 20386 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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1 Month Later

Harry stood quietly on the Astronomy tower, looking out toward the Forbidden Forest. He was frustrated, and he didn't expect that to change any time soon. A delegation from the Ministry was due tomorrow and Severus had decided that it was too dangerous for them to be together until after the Ministry representatives had left Hogwarts. Harry didn't like it, but he supposed he didn't have to. He knew that his mate was only looking out for him.

He sighed into the cool darkness. This was the only place he had found in the entire castle that he could think without his thoughts being completely preoccupied by his lover. Footsteps on the stairs behind him alerted him to the arrival of the Headmaster. Dumbledore had been coming up every night about this time for a week now. Harry was sure that he was looking in on him, and he knew that he should be more thankful for the old man's concern, but right now, he only felt annoyance at the intrusion. “Hello, Headmaster.”

“I am not the headmaster yet, Harry. Though I thank you for your vote of confidence.” The smooth, familiar voice brought an instant smile to Harry's lips. “I hope you will forgive the intrusion. I understand that this place has become a sort of sanctuary for you.”

Harry turned quickly, showing off his brilliant smile. “No, please, stay.”

Snape came over and pulled Harry into his arms, inhaling his scent deeply. Harry melted into his arms, burying his face deeply into the robes that smelled so distinctly of potions with a hint of the sharp scent that was unique to Severus Snape. “I've missed you these last few weeks. I know they've been hard on you. You've done very well with maintaining distance.”

“I've missed you too, Sev'rus” was all Harry could manage around the growing lump in his throat. He wanted so badly to be with his mate again, but he just knew that the man holding him had a steel will that would not be swayed by any amount of wheedling or cajoling on his part. Snape gently lifted Harry's chin with one slender finger. Then he was losing himself in a very hot, very needy kiss. His cock was instantly awake and pressing into Snape's thigh, doing all of the begging and demanding that Harry knew he couldn't.

“Do you have the package I sent you this morning?” Snape whispered into Harry's ear as he nipped at it sharply. Harry nodded, pointing dumbly at his bag. He had nearly forgotten about the small package wrapped in simple brown paper that had arrived with a short note in his lover's handwriting asking him to keep it with him, unopened until they had a few moments alone. Curiosity had nearly driven him to distraction all day, especially during History of Magic, but he had managed to avoid opening it. Snape left him for a moment, returning quickly with the package. “Good boy, Mr. Potter. You listened.”

“Don't you call me that, Professor. I've seen too much of you for you to call me Mr. Potter,” Harry protested halfheartedly. A sparkle lit Snape's eyes and Harry knew that he had been teasing. He took the offered package and opened it at Snape's silent urging. Inside lay a simple bronze bracelet, braided into an almost delicate design. Harry gasped at its beauty. “Oh, Severus...”

“Do you like it?”

“It's... it's wonderful! Thank you!” Harry whispered, not sure if he could trust his voice at any higher volume. He fumbled for a second, trying to put it on, before Snape reached over and took it from him. Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from the ornament while Snape fastened it onto his wrist with a practiced twist of his fingers.

“It has a special enchantment on it,” Snape explained as he worked the clasp and studiously arranged it on his young lover's wrist. His voice pulled Harry's attention from the trinket and the boy looked at him expectantly. Snape pulled up his right sleeve and revealed a matching bracelet. Harry blushed faintly and smiled up at him, melting Snape's heart and making him glad that he had decided to take a chance with the gift. “For the one who wears the mate, it has the ability to help prepare for certain intimate acts.”

Harry's smile widened. “We'll have to try that out.”

“Why do you think that I've come up here? And why do you think that the Headmaster hasn't come up to look in on you? He will not be coming tonight. We have privacy,” Snape offered. Harry brightened even more as he nodded enthusiastically.

“We shouldn't waste this opportunity, then, should we?” Harry asked, with a sparkle in his eye.

“Most definitely not,” Snape agreed as he leaned in for another kiss. Harry slipped his arms up around his lover's neck and pressed their bodies together. He was thrilled when he discovered that the older man was just as excited as he was. Normally, Snape would have put his arms around his young mate's waist, but this time, he reached between them and was quickly divesting Harry of his clothing.

Harry moaned when Snape pulled his shirt up, exposing his mark to the cool air. He was surprised when he found himself being pushed backward, away from the kiss and opened his eyes to look up questioningly at his partner. Snape smiled and interlaced the fingers of their right hands. The bracelets touched and electricity coursed through them, igniting each nerve and drawing them closer to each other. Harry's breath caught and he felt the same slickness as he had when Snape had used the spell to prepare him.

Snape leaned back down and kissed Harry deeply, invading the boy's mouth with his tongue. The younger man didn't seem to mind it, moaning his arousal into the kiss. Keeping his right hand intertwined with Harry's, Snape used his left to glide lightly over Harry's sensitized skin.

Harry was sure this was what heaven felt like. To be held so intimately by someone he loved so much, he couldn't imagine a better place to be just now. He could feel what Severus had meant when he said that the bracelet could help prepare for intimacy, beyond the slickness, he could feel his muscles being stretched slowly. The enchantment of the bracelet was getting him ready for the intrusion he craved and leaving his lover free to fuel the urgency he felt. Just this second, Severus was licking a trail down Harry's neck toward his chest. When he felt he couldn't wait any longer, he heard himself moaning “Please, Sev'rus... Need you...”

Snape shifted then, lifting Harry off his feet. He's got to be using some kind of levitation spell. I know I'm not that light... But Harry didn't have time to figure out how Snape was picking him up just then; his back was being pressed up against the nearest wall that was tall enough to support them. Harry got the idea of what Snape was trying for and managed to maneuver his legs out of the way. Snape smiled at him, a rare open smile that lit up his face. Harry had never seen him direct it at anyone but him.

Harry felt pressure at his entrance, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head when he felt his lover sliding into him. The bracelet had done a very nice job of seeing to it that he felt no pain. Not that he had complained about the discomfort last time, he just hadn't known any better. This was incredible. He threw his head back and leaned into the first of Snape's thrusts.

Snape smiled and kissed Harry's exposed throat. He was rewarded with a low moan. This was even better than he remembered from a month ago. How did I manage to keep my hands off him for an entire month? He asked himself. Here, everything was perfect. He was complete. I missed this. Why did I deprive myself of this for so long?

Harry clung to his lover as they moved together in the darkness. Unlike last time, Snape seemed determined to give in to every single desire Harry expressed. When Harry pressed his chest against Severus', he didn't meet with any resistance. The older man held him close, somehow managing to cradle Harry even while he pinned him against rough stone. Harry's breath came in shallow gasps, every sensation coursing through his body robbing him of the ability to breathe normally. But he couldn't bring himself to care. Sweet Merlin... this is amazing!

They stayed fairly quiet; words weren't exactly necessary for what was happening between them. Time ceased to have meaning. They could have been there, leaning against the wall on the highest tower, intertwined with each other, for years and they would not have known the difference. In reality, they were only together for a few moments before Harry's internal muscles clenched down on Snape's length, warning of his impending completion. Snape leaned down, his breath ruffling the hair around Harry's ear. “Harry...”

“Yes, Sev'rus?” Harry whispered back. His pleasure-flooded brain didn't register the warm, stickiness that was spreading over his stomach. He was focused on the lips he could almost feel on his ear.

“I... I love you...”

Harry's heart stopped for a second. His body recovered faster than he did and he found himself smiling brilliantly as his arms tightened around Severus. He kissed his lover's neck and whispered “I love you too, Sev'rus.”

Snape pulled back from Harry, letting him stand on his own feet again. His heart pounded heavily in his chest while he waited for Harry to start laughing at him, something to mock him for allowing himself to become vulnerable again. But Harry just stood there, smiling at him, the expression on his face reminded Snape of something, but he couldn't quite put it to words. The boy had just re-sworn his love, and he didn't appear to be waiting to humiliate or belittle him... and yet, Snape couldn't quite bring himself to trust that he would not be mocked for admitting his love.

Harry saw the doubt in Severus' eyes and took a step toward him. “I love you, Sev'rus.”

Snape pulled Harry back into his arms and held him close. After a moment, he pressed his lips against the boy's forehead. Harry felt like he had passed some sort of test and curled into his lover's arms. Snape smiled into Harry's hair.
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