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Blood Quill Consequences	By : EarthandWater Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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WARNING: Aftermath of Dumbledore’s death. The results of the trial. Oh yeah and SNAPE AND HARRY FINALLY DO IT! That’s right people, it is the long awaited Snarry smut. Grab your drool buckets, tissues for the nosebleeds, ice water and strap in for the ride.
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Snape sat beside Harry as both a co-defendant and legal representation as the Wizengamot debated and murmured and discussed the death of their former Chief Warlock and it's ultimate cause. Due to a silencing charm neither he nor Harry could hear what they said as they discussed the evidence that had been presented. They'd taken Pensieve memories and Veritaserum statements from himself, Harry, and Minerva. The coroner had presented a surprising evidence of mental disease that had been found in the jellied remains of the headmaster's brain as well as traces of an illegal dream potion meant to bury the user in dreams of their deepest desires that had been found in Albus' system. A warden from a German prison had come forward and given a statement about having earlier that day informed Albus Dumbledore of the death of one Gellert Grindlewald at the hands of Voldemort. The warden had mentioned that it had seemed to hit the headmaster hard and that every summer Dumbledore had been a constant visitor to Grindlewald, the reasons why were unknown but plenty had been implied.
More than enough to have Snape realize what had sent Albus over the edge in his sanity. Now it was a waiting game to see what the Wizengamot would decide.
Harry sat stiffly next to Snape, he was pale and he had lost weight again. The trial had quickly turned into a media circus and the part of the Ministry with Umbridge in the lead that wasn't too fond of Harry had jumped at the opportunity to to paint him out as a cold hearted calculating killer. It was funny that despite the fact the trial was supposed to be behind closed doors plenty of it leaked out to the papers...and even more that wasn't true in the slightest.
It was tough waiting for the verdict, things had been so crazy and during the time the trial went on he hadn't been allowed to see Severus except for when they were in court. It was starting to get to Harry and now he just longed for it all to be over, no matter the outcome.
Amelia Bones stood up, presiding over everything as acting Chief Witch and lowering the silencing spell. "We, the members of the Wizengamot, have come to a conclusion in the case of Albus Dumbledore's death. After going over the evidence we have come to the only conclusion we could honestly and truthfully reach. Headmaster Dumbledore was mentally compromised due to emotional turmoil and a badly brewed, illegal potion and became trapped in past memories. Due to this he attempted to kill an innocent man, Severus Snape, and Harry Potter acted in defense of Mr. Snape using a non-lethal spell. The death of Albus Dumbledore is ruled, officially, as an accidental death. Harry Potter and Severus Snape are free to go. As the secret proceedings of this trial have already been made public due to the indiscretion of some of our members." She pinned those responsible with a steely gaze. "The media will be informed of all details of this trial as well as the investigation and trial that will proceed afterwards in regards to the breaking of the secrecy clause all Wizengamot members are required to agree to at their entry into this noble body. As we have spoken, so mote it be."
The members in the room all echoed her final phrase and the Wizengamot was dismissed.
Severus stood up and held his hand out to Harry. "Let's go."
Harry took the offered hand gratefully. "Yes please, let's get out of here...I can't breathe in this place." Severus' hand was warm and comforting and Harry could almost feel strength pass from the other man into him...Merlin knew he could use a bit of extra strength right about now.
Severus walked with Harry out of the chamber and paused in the hallway when Moody stepped before them. The old grizzled Auror held Harry's wand out to him. "I told you I'd be giving this back to you."
"Thank you." Harry accepted the wand and looked at the gleaming piece of wood as if he had never seen it before. "Thank you for taking care of it for me."
Moody nodded and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "We, all of us in the Order had faith in you lad. You did what had to be done. Nothing more." He looked at Snape and let a clear message of 'take care of him' pass from his eye before he stumped away.
Snape lead Harry through the corridor until they got past the Anti-Apparition wards then he side-alonged his mate to his Spinner's End home.
"Is this your home?" Harry looked around the small cottage styled house. "It's nice, very much you." He still clung to Snape's hand, reluctant to let go, not knowing what would happen if he did.
"Yes, this is my home." Severus drew Harry closer, pulling him into his arms as he had not been able to do for far, far too long.
Harry sighed and leaned into Snape's embrace, wrapping his own arms around Severus in return, holding on as tightly as he could. "I've missed you, I've missed you so much."
The older man's arms tightened and he pressed a desperately tender kiss to Harry's brow. "I've missed you just as much. No more. I am not letting you out of my sight for the next month."
A tiny but genuine smile lit up Harry's features and he rested his head on Snape's shoulder. "I like the sound of that, I'm not really willing to let you out of my sight or touching range either."
"There's still a month of classes left but Minerva, Filius and the others will simply have to put up with a hovering dungeon bat in their classrooms." He stroked a hand down Harry's back. "Mine, always, forever mine."
"I am, I am yours...body, soul and everything in between. Just as you are mine. I'm staking my claim Severus Snape, there's no way that you'll ever get rid of me now." Harry held on tightly. The fact that Snape was still here, that he still wanted him did more for Harry than any court decision could.
Severus slipped his hand under Harry's chin and tilted it up so he could look into the vibrant green eyes he'd come to adore. "No going back pet. From here on out we belong to each other, no matter what." He leaned down the scant few inches to cover Harry's mouth with his in a soft, possessively tender kiss.
"No going back." Harry agreed, breathing the words against Severus' lips as he moved his hands to wind them around the other man's neck. He tilted his head up to meet those tempting lips again and he did his best to deepen the kiss.
The older man opened his mouth and let his tongue out to play with Harry's, his hand sliding around to cup the back of the younger brunette's head and his other hand resting at the base of Harry's spine. He explored Harry's mouth lazily, taking note of the most sensitive places that brought out the best reactions, then coaxed the younger man's tongue into his mouth, sucking on the slick muscle.
Harry moaned into the kiss, everything inside him went white hot at Severus' touch and he couldn't get enough. His hands moved restlessly on Severus neck and shoulders before he brought them forward to begin fiddling with the tiny buttons on Snape's robes. "Too many bloody buttons, how will I ever get you naked this way?" Harry growled into Severus' mouth and continued unbuttoning the robes at a frustratingly slow pace.
The older man chuckled and began kissing along Harry's jaw, murmuring a soft spell that had their robes off leaving only trousers and the white linen dress shirts behind. "So impatient pet. We have all day." He nibbled lightly at the spot just under Harry's ear. "And I'd rather have you in my bed than my living room for this."
"Useful spell, you have to teach that one to me sometime." Harry tried to smirk but his breath hitched as Snape did something positively wicked with his tongue. "As long as you'll actually have me this time I don't really care where it happens." Harry tilted his head to give Severus better access, his hands running over the soft white shirt to sneak their way underneath and touch Severus' silky skin. "A bed could be nice though, I agree with that."
Snape made a soft sound of approval at Harry's touch and slid his own hands down to cup Harry's arse then gripped the back of the younger man's thighs and lifted, urging him to wrap his legs around his waist. He supported his lover like that as he headed for the stairs, still licking, nipping, and sucking on Harry's neck with such dedication one could confuse him for a vampire. "Nothing short of the Apocalypse could stop this today pet. I am going to have you, in my bed first, then we'll see about the shower and any other surface that may strike our fancy."
"Mmm I like the way you think." Harry squeezed his legs around Severus' waist as they made their way towards the bedroom. His hands gripped Snape's shoulders and he ground his erection into the other man's flat stomach.
Severus growled and nipped more sharply at Harry's neck, his hands squeezing the firm globes of the younger man's delectable ass. He pushed the door to the room open with his foot and made directly for the bed, wasting no time in laying Harry down on it before his hands went to the task of divesting the youth of his shirt. His fingers worked the buttons free expertly until he could push the edges of the shirt away and reveal the delicious skin of his lover's chest. He licked a long line down Harry's throat, nipped at the collarbone, and scattered kisses over the pale expanse of flesh. His hands ghosted over ribs that had begun showing again. "You haven't been taking care of yourself again. What ever am I going to do with you Harry?" The words were soft, both teasing and tenderly serious.
Harry wanted to argue that he was completely alright, he really did but he knew that he would be lying. He wasn't okay, not yet but he thought that with Severus' help he would be. "Well I think you should just keep on doing what you're doing." He wiggled underneath Severus, smiling up at the other. "Your hands and mouth felt pretty damned brilliant."
The older man tsked. "Impudent brat." The two words were filled with a wealth of affection rather than the hostility they'd once contained. He dipped his head again and brushed his mouth over one of Harry's dusky brown nipples, tracing his lips against it before taking it into his mouth and sucking softly. His hands explored any exposed skin they could get to and soon had Harry's shirt completely off. His fingers mapped out the younger man's arms, pausing to caress the scar from the Horntail on the one and then the lines Pettigrew had cut into the other that same year. He knew there were worse scars on Harry's heart, mind, and psyche from that year and wished he could wash those away with a handy potion just as easily as he could prevent scarring with Dittany.
"Mmm but I'm your impudent brat, all yours." Harry gasped out and arched up against Severus' mouth that sent such piercing pleasure straight through him. His hands clenched in the duvet before moving to Snape's hair and neck, he didn't seem able to stop touching the other. It was like Snape was a magnet and Harry was helplessly, impossibly drawn straight to him and he didn't want it any other way. Harry was still in awe that Severus was his to touch and hold. "Now let's get your shirt off too, I want to feel you against me...Please."
The potions master didn't reply verbally, too preoccupied with playing with the hard little nub of flesh in his mouth, but he shifted and soon had his shirt shrugged off and tossed to some corner of the room. He lifted his head and claimed Harry's mouth, pressing down against his lover, giving him what he'd asked for.
It was amazing, better than anything Harry had ever experienced in his life. Feeling Severus's warmth against him, feeling his heart beat in tact with his own and feeling Severus' tongue stroke and curl enticingly against his. Harry moaned low and long and spread his legs, allowing Snape to sink further into their cradle as he ran his hands up and down Snape's back, wanted to feel as much of the smooth skin as he could.
Severus purred into Harry's mouth, nipped gently at his bottom lip, then shifted to brush his lips over his nose, cheeks, and chin. He took Harry's right hand and brought it up to his mouth, to kiss the word scars that had been carved into his hand because of Umbridge, then he brushed his lips over the scar Pettigrew had inflicted, he moved to kiss the scar on the opposite bicep, then up to brush his lips over the lightening bolt on his forehead, wishing that just a simple kiss could free Harry from his burden. Another kiss was placed just over Harry's heart, where the worst scars resided. "My battered merlin." He slid his cheek over the younger man's chest. "I wish I could take you away from all of this."
Harry tangled his fingers in Snape's silky hair and pulled the other's head up so that he could look him in the eyes. "You do Severus. Just being being with you, no matter where we are makes me feel free. You are my escape." He leaned up to kiss Snape. "We both have our scars and plenty of them but you, you make me better, make me a better person and I love you. I love you so much." Harry's hands were tender as they ran over Severus' back and shoulders but they still held a hint of urgency as his want was not forgotten.
The older man sank into the kiss briefly, one hand cupping Harry's cheek, before raising his head and finally managing to say the words in English rather than another language. "I love you. My Harry, my own. You give me reason to be more than I have been." He kissed the hollow of his lover's throat. Escape sounded like perfection at this moment and as they couldn't literally escape their responsibilities permanently, they'd escape for a few sweet hours into each other. He kissed his way down Harry's body, pausing to nip at the ribs in slight chastisement, chuckling at the jump and giggle that revealed Harry was ticklish. His tongue dipped into Harry's navel then swirled around and around it before slipping down, the course hairs of the youth's treasure trail prickling against it. He reached his lover's waistband and stroked his hands down then up clothed thighs, his fingers going to the button and zipper to unfasten them as he nuzzled the tent in the trousers.
His lips curved at the green cotton of Harry's boxers revealed in the V of the open trousers. He hooked his hands in the trousers and underwear and placed a kiss above them. "Lift up pet."
Harry looked down at Snape, his pupils blown so wide in need that his eyes looked almost as dark as his lover's and he dug his heels into the mattress so that he could lift his hips so that Snape could pull his trousers and boxers off. He hissed when the soft cotton of his underwear caught on his erection and then his cock slapped up against his stomach as it was finally released. Harry was trembling he couldn't help it, Severus made him want like he never had before. His hands moved from the bed to stroke over Snape's hair, then to rest on his own stomach and then back to fist in the blankets, he didn't really know what to do with them or where to keep them.
Severus placed a kiss on Harry's hip as he finished removing Harry's clothes. He looked at the flushed erection, aware of his own straining behind his fly at the gorgeous sight his lover made, laid out before him. His hands stroked up the younger man's torso and he flicked his tongue out against Harry's scrotum then up the hard shaft.
His breath caught in his throat and Harry's entire body jumped in pleasure. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Severus face, watching every detail hungrily. "Oh Merlin, feels so good, so so good." Again his hands moved to thread through Severus hair.
The dark velvet of the older man's eyes looked up at Harry's face as he wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft then swept his tongue over the tip. "Hmm you taste divine pet. You don't mind if I just eat you up do you?" Without waiting for an answer he sank his mouth down over his lover's cock, humming around it, satisfaction filling him at the cry Harry made.
Oh gods, he was melting from the inside out. Harry's fingers tightened in Snape's hair and he had to focus to stop from thrusting up into that amazingly tight, hot wetness. "Nnnghh, Oh Severus..." Harry wanted to say something flippantly, to tease back but every word stuck in his throat.
Snape fluttered his tongue on the underside of the shaft then pulled his mouth off to say, "I love the way you say my name pet. Say it again." He took Harry's cock back in further this time, bobbing his head a few times before sinking his mouth down the whole thing down to the root. He swallowed around the thick flesh just to hear the incoherent babble that broke from his lover's lips. He reached up to trace his fingers over the beautifully formed lips that were making such delicious sounds.
Opening his mouth Harry sucked those long, beautiful digits into his mouth, sucking on them just like Snape sucked on him. Groaning, pleading and mewling sounds rose from his throat and Harry couldn't have stopped them no matter how he tried. The things Severus was doing to him were too blindingly wonderful to hold anything in.
A groan of his own came from the older man to vibrate against the cock he was feasting on so hungrily and he could feel himself throbbing and leaking in his own trousers. He wordlessly spelled them off as the constriction was becoming just a bit painful, making a soft moan in relief as he pulled his mouth off Harry's cock to tongue at the younger man's balls. He slid the hand not occupied by Harry's mouth over the edge of the bed, reaching below the mattress for the unbreakable bottle of oil he kept there as any red-blooded man with a sex drive and brain did. He pulled the cork out with his teeth, moved one of Harry's legs to drape over his shoulder, and dribbled a thin stream of the oil over the pucker revealed. He took his fingers from Harry's mouth and brought them down, massaging the ring of muscle and spreading the oil over them.
Harry's chest was heaving and he couldn't wait to feel Severus' fingers inside him, he was greedy to feel them there, to feel them stretching him and opening him up. "You know...I've been using my own fingers, at night...Pretending it was you, touching me deep inside." Harry shifted and spread his legs even wider, showing his lover all that he was.
A rough sound, somewhere between a growl and a groan came from the older man and he nipped the inside of Harry's thigh. "Minx." He slid a single oil coated finger into his lover. "Do you also touch yourself then, do you stroke your own cock imagining it's my hand while also thinking of me filling you, taking you, making you mine?" He thrust his finger in and out teasingly as he purred the words.
"Yes, oh fuck yes. I imagine it's you fucking me, me riding you...everything you could ever think of I've imagined it." There was a slight burn as Severus moved his finger but it was nothing against the pleasure and joy that Harry felt. "I've been wanting you for so long now." Harry's muscles strained as he kept his thighs spread wide open. "Please Severus...more..."
"Shh," the older man pressed a kiss to one tense thigh, "I'll give you more pet, I'll give you everything but I won't hurt you in the process. Just a little patience." He pressed on the tight inner walls until they loosened and relaxed enough that he could slip a second finger in alongside the first. "You keep me up at nights do you know that? I spend hours thinking about how you taste, how you sound. Thinking about how it would be when I finally got you here but nothing I imagined, no fantasy I created, holds up to the reality." He spread his fingers inside his lover, stretching him as he moved them in and out.
"Then we've both been awake, wanting and longing...Nghhh...So much time wasted." Harry's skin was turning slick and hot with perspiration and he arched his back completely off the bed with a strangled cry when Severus touched something deep inside him. He had managed to nudge his prostate with his own fingers at times but it had felt nothing like this, nothing like being struck by lightning and turned inside out at the same time.
"So beautiful pet. Someday I'm going to watch you as you pleasure yourself and then, after you come the first time, I'll lick you clean and bring you up again." He carefully added a third finger and licked the tip of Harry's erection to distract him from any possible discomfort as he twisted his wrist to corkscrew his fingers inside his lover. Just watching Harry and feeling his tight body gripping his fingers inflamed his arousal. He could hardly wait to push inside his lover, to feel Harry tight and hot around him.
"Enough, it's enough now...I promise I'm ready. Severus please I want to feel you inside, I want to feel you move." Harry stretched his arms towards Snape in a clear invitation. "I want to make you feel as good as you make me, please, please Severus, enough preparation. Just come here and fuck me into the mattress before I go insane." Harry's eyes flashes a brilliant green and he wiggled his hips in impatience.
Severus didn't particularly wish to wait any longer himself so took his fingers out of Harry and levered himself up, pouring oil over his erection. He brought out his wand for a moment, meeting Harry's eyes with a wry smile, "Contraceptive spell," he flicked his wand and murmured the incantation then tossed the wand and the bottle of oil to join their clothes on the floor. He lowered his hips, lining his slicked cock up with his lover's hole, and bent to capture Harry's mouth in a sweet, slow, tender kiss as he pushed forward slowly.
It stung, no question about it but Harry had felt pain much worse than this. The knowledge that it was Severus, the man that he loved that was entering him was a heady and wonderful thought. He lifted his hips and locked his ankles around Severus' waist. His arms did the same around his lover's neck and Harry moaned deeply into the kiss.
The older man drank in the moan as the heat and tightness of Harry's body took him in until he was seated to the base. He ran a hand over Harry's side and flank, stroking the leanly muscled thigh. He closed his eyes and sought the control to wait until Harry had adjusted before moving but by Circe it was hard. He wanted to thrust in and out of the willing body under his until they both screamed out their release. He lifted his mouth from Harry's to kiss along his jaw. "Okay?"
Harry nodded and willed himself to relax. "Mmm, better than." He could feel Snape's balls resting flush against his buttocks and his cock spreading him wider than anything had. Harry moved his hips, rocked against his lover experimentally and moaned when burst of pure white pleasure shot through him. "Please...Move."
Severus shuddered just a bit as he pulled back and pushed in slowly. "You feel so good around me pet, so tight and hot. A perfect fit." He nibbled softly on Harry's ear and sucked on the lobe as he kept his thrusts shallow and slow.
Harry pushed up against him and growled into his ear. "And you're big and hot and fucking perfect so just stop treating me as if I'm made of china and fuck me like you mean it."
The older man growled back, "Be careful what you ask for minx." He began thrusting harder and faster, his control slipping its leash now that he'd been granted leave to. He gripped Harry's hip roughly and pulled him into the thrusts. "Move with me, show me you're not fragile Harry."
"Yessssssssssss." This was how it should be. Harry moaned and tossed his head back and forth on the pillow. He lifted his hips and met every thrust eagerly moving and rocking with Severus' movements. "Oh you like it when I'm demanding...Admit it."
A heated groan was muffled against Harry's neck at the long drawn out 's' and he nipped the skin before his mouth. "I admit nothing, and don't hiss like that. You might not like the consequences." A snap of his hips punctuated the comment.
Harry chuckled darkly even as his breath hitched at the forceful thrusts. "My beautiful Severussssssss Slytherin ssssssssnake to the core." Slipping into parseltongue was becoming easier and easier and Harry really did like the effects it had on his lover. He unwrapped his legs from Severus' waist and dug his heels into the mattress for leverage as he used his entire body weight to flip them over. Harry sat up on top of Severus' hips and looked down at his lover, admiring how striking he looked, flushed with passion and with his dark hair sprawled across the pillow. "My, my...What am I going to do with you know that I've got you at my mercy." Harry started to move softly, riding Severus with long, smooth strokes.
The older man smirked and gripped Harry's hips in his hands, yanking the youth down as he arched his hips up at a different angle, nudging his lover's sweet spot. "Who's at who's mercy?"
"Oh gods yessss." Harry tossed his head and arched his back bracing his hands on Severus' thighs. "If you continue doing that then I don't give a bloody fuck about who's at who's mercy."
Severus made a hungry growl at the sibilant syllable and repeated his actions, pounding into the younger man riding him. Fire raced through his veins and tension coiled low in his belly with each thrust and he could feel himself approaching orgasm. "Touch yourself pet, stroke your pretty cock for me."
Harry tipped his head forward again so that he could keep his hazy eyes on Severus as he braced himself with one hand on Snape's thigh and brought the other to his weeping erection. He stroked himself firmly and felt Severus fill him, it was almost more pleasure than he could handle. Heat pooled in Harry's stomach and spread through out his body until even the tips of his fingers and toes were tingling with it. Harry moved his hand faster and ground down on Severus cock, his movements jerky and frantic. "Oh gods...Oh Severus, I'm about to come."
The older man rolled his hips on the next thrust and purred, "Come for me then pet, let me see you go over." His eyes devoured the sight before him like the most decadent, sinful buffet.
Harry's thighs trembled and his muscles strained as he worked himself towards completion. His hand was a blur on his own cock and he squeezed around Severus as his orgasm rolled through him like a giant wave. A keening wail and a broken version of Severus name left his lips as he spilled hot seed over his hand and Snape's stomach.
A pleased growl came from Severus as he raised and lowered Harry's hips a few more times before following the younger man, his orgasm sparking through him. Every nerve felt electrified and he arched up into Harry as he spilled himself into his lover. He reached up and pulled Harry down into a rough kiss, growling his pleasure and the younger man's name into his lover's mouth.
Kissing back Harry sunk down on top of Severus in a boneless, sated heap. He didn't think he'd ever been this relaxed in his life. Harry could feel Severus' heartbeat against his own chest and he could feel every breath the other took. They were still connected and Harry felt loved and safe. "Love you."
Severus' hands stroked affectionately down Harry's back and he pressed a kiss to the younger man's temple. "I love you too Harry." He reached over and grabbed the edge of the coverlet, pulling it up over the lean body atop his. "Rest pet, we both need it."

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TW'S A/N: So.....you now have your answers as to just WTH was up with Dumbledore. And was the smut worth the wait?
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