All That You Leave Behind

Hi guys! You may not have liked the guilt trip, or the "scolding", but it really worked! Thank you all so much for the reviews - we truly appreciate them! It's a shame you can't see the emails that fly back and forth between us when we get reviews as we do discuss issues that are raised to see how they need addressing.



And now, to answer particular reviewers:



Anon – No, it isn’t just lack of sex making Harry like that!



L.S. Obsessed? Obsessed?! Ok, yeah, kind of! And, as it happens, the relationship between Harry and Severus is about to change.



Evy – It’s called “The Epic” between ourselves for a reason! And almost all of the previous chapters have subtlely had something to do with setting the two up!



Cat – Well, thank you very much! We’re glad you’re enjoying this, despite it not being your usual type of story, and thank you for enjoying the slow build up. Our readers seem to fall into two camps 1) I like the slow build up it seems natural, or 2) Hurry up and start writing Snarry smut already! We understand that second response, but also hope people get that this isn’t gonna be a short story, but also, it does mean that when we get to the Snarry smut, it’ll be drawn out!



FaeryQueen – Parts of this are pre-written (the bits we found easiest to write – one part of which is coming up in a little while), the rest is written when A and I manage to both get onto messenger at the same time and write paragraphs and edit and change and proof and argue about what should go where and whether one word should have a capital letter or not! (We spent nearly ten minutes discussing that one point alone yesterday!) And yes, we’ll add you to the update list, thanks for asking!



Akatryele – Thank you! Just don’t expect plain sailing just yet, though!



Rylan – Thank you for the email you sent us – it made our day, and the issue you raised had us both scurrying to our computers to rectify, so thanks for that! As for your review here, erm, if threatening glares worked, Harry and Sev would have been screwing for quite a while now! We’re working on it. We promise!



Zuka – Something tells us this wasn’t quite what you’d hoped for!



DarkGothic – You really did have a lot to catch up with, didn’t you?!



Dragonfly7 – Aww, but toying with them is fun!



Ladynight – TADA! Indeed! Thank you for the review, glad you’re enjoying ATYLB.



Werewolf Mistress – Oh dear. We fully expect outrage from you after this chapter! And Harry? Admit his feelings? Denial isn’t just a place in Egypt you know!



Rose – The scolding worked! We tried the nice approach of asking, and got ignored, but A told ‘em all off and look at what happened! Anyway, thanks for liking the story, and taking the time to let us know.



Mercedes – What’s going to happen with Ginny and James? We haven’t even sorted out Harry and Severus! (Well, of course, we have really, we know what’s going to happen, just you poor readers don’t! Mwahahahaha!)



Magic – Thank you! We do try and put in some humour, so it’s good when people pick up on it.



Dirty_Darella – Thank you. We really do work to make the characters rounded, not just the stereotypes they can be – even in the stories we’ve written ourselves (separately) sometimes we haven’t fleshed out Harry and Severus as much as we have here. And Harry has to torture himself, cos he’s so pretty when he is!



Sal paradise – Yup, the tension is building. And will continue to do so! We’re basically evil!



Fairner – So many questions! And we can’t answer them because it might give away plot hints! Still, thank you for reviewing.



Anon - Thankyou, we actually want that feeling you have - you like Ginny, but want her gone so that Harry and Sev can be together. And can't they all be happy? Have you seen our pen name?



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Oh, and by the way, people who comment with “short chapter” really baffle us – with a few exceptions which are longer (ie, this chapter) each chapter is around the 1000 words mark.



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Chapter 35



Harry swallowed hard, hardly daring to breathe. Would the other go away and leave him alone to process this?



The knock was repeated.



Coming to a decision, Harry moved slowly and quietly to the door, his hands shaking slightly. He drew back the bolt and, taking his time, pulled open the door.



He looked into the face he knew so well, and loved so much and couldn't stop himself. He took a long step forwards and held the face between his suddenly steady hands and kissed the lips he had dreamed about so often.





Harry felt the other gasp in surprise and took the chance to slide his tongue into that warm and welcoming cavern. His insistent tongue laved the inside of the mouth, tasting and exploring every bit of it. He slid his fingers up, entwining them in the long, silky hair, revelling in the softness and scent. Bodies pressed together, heat rising between them, growing so hot Harry was sure they were glowing with it. Certainly his erection burned with need. He rocked against the accommodating body, glorying in the tightening grip on his own, the need he could feel from the other making his heart pound erratically.



It was agony to be clothed, or to even think about being separated, but at last, the need for air defeated them.



"Merlin! Harry!" Ginny gasped as they broke apart. "That was....was..."



"Bed. Now," Harry said, passion clearly written on his face.



Ginny moaned softly, her soft brown eyes glowing, then gasped again as Harry grasped her hand and pulled her off to their suite.



Once inside he pressed her up against the door, attacking her mouth again with renewed fervor. Ginny felt her husband's hardness grinding against her hip and moaned into his mouth. His wicked tongue, the possessive way he claimed her with it, filling her own mouth only inflamed her own desire. She had been worried that he hadn't touched her in so long, afraid that she wasn't attractive to him anymore since giving birth, that her body didn't turn him on anymore, but she'd evidently been wrong. He wouldn't be kissing her so passionately, with need she could feel, if he didn't.



Harry left off her sweet mouth, panting heavily, placing tiny kisses along her jaw, down her neck, his tongue darting out to taste her soft, warm skin, breathing in the scent of her as he did, moaning loudly. "Gin..," he gasped, "it's been so long....are you.......can you?"



"Oh God, Harry!" she gasped back, "if you stop now...I'll....b-bat bogey hex.... you!"



"Won't stop.....c-can't stop!" Harry managed to squeak out before he began ravaging her mouth again, holding her tightly against himself as he stumbled them both to their bed.



The heat of his kiss, the feel of his hard body against hers set Ginny's own desire to full flame. As they hit the mattress, she quickly rolled them over, straddling her husband, battling with his tongue until she won. Now she was ravaging his mouth.



Harry moaned loudly again, very pleased indeed at this new development



He grasped her hips, pushing down as he thrust his hips up, grinding into the heat he could feel coming from her, creating delicious friction against his throbbing cock.



She tightened her thighs around him, letting go of his mouth to gasp delightedly. She smiled down at him wickedly as she ground down into his upward thrusts.



Suddenly she leaned forward and yanked his shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere, making Harry yelp in pleasant surprise at her eagerness. She was most definitely ready to resume their sex life, he thought deliriously.



He slid his hands up her sides and across the front of the gown she was wearing, his palms brushing over her nipples. He felt them stiffen immediately, the thought making his mouth water. Impulsively, he grasped the front edges of the gown and, returning the gesture, ripped it open, exposing full, creamy breasts capped off by jutting pink peaks.



"Oh, that's how it is, is it?" Ginny murmured slyly, that wicked smile back. She flinched back when Harry reached for, slowly shaking her head no. His disappointment didn't last long, however, and he watched, mesmerised, as she slid her own hands up her body to caress and squeeze her own breasts.



Harry watched her with hungry appreciation, delighting in this bold display she was giving him. She squeezed and massaged her breasts, fingers pinching and tugging at her own reddened nipples, all the while writhing in obvious pleasure on top of him, her movements making his prick harder than ever. After a few more minutes watching her, Harry was breathless with want, his mouth salivating madly with the need to taste those hard, pink nubs. With a low growl he bucked his hips hard, throwing her to the side, then lunged in over her, clamping his mouth onto one pebbled peak, sucking hard, fingers pinching and pulling the other. At the same time he kneed his way between her legs, spreading them wide and rutted his swollen cock against the prize between.



He could feel her wetness through his jeans, then suddenly there was nothing keeping him from claiming it. His hard flesh battered against her hot, wet flesh, and he tore his attention away from his wife's breasts to see her dropping her wand an instant before he felt her legs wrap round his hips.



"Harry..." Ginny gasped, "in me......now....hard!"



He didn't need to be told twice and frantically shifted his hips about, seeking and finally finding what he'd bee waiting for. Ginny let out a loud gasp as he invaded her, and he froze, his green eyes locked on her brown ones. Is she...tighter...than before? he wondered.



Is he.....bigger...than before? she wondered at the same time. As her body adjusted, a smile crept over her face. If he is, I'm not complaining! she thought, seeing a similar smile cross her husband's face.



Oh God! Harry thought as he felt her opening to him, ...heaven.....fucking heaven!



"Fuck me, Harry!" Ginny moaned beneath him, "Now.....hard....make it good!"



He did as she asked, pounding into her with all his pent up lust, adding his own moans and cries to hers as they echoed around the room, rocking the bed madly as they clung to one another.



"Oh fuck....Gin...so good...missed this....," Harry groaned, trying to hold back the monstrous orgasm he felt rising, not wanting to give in just yet.



“Harry....Harry!" Ginny wailed, her fingers tugging viciously at his hair. She pulled his mouth to hers, and he thrust his tongue into the wet warmth again and again, fucking her mouth as he fucked her body. She clamped down on his tongue as she clamped down on his cock, sending them both over the edge, and they rode it out, clutching and straining against one another, pulling apart only to shout out one another's names.



After they both finally caught their breath and peeled themselves apart, Ginny led Harry by the hand into their bath and pulled him into the shower with her. As she was soaping up his back for him, she gave a small laugh and said, "I hope we weren't too loud. I don't hear James though, so hopefully he's still asleep. I need some shut eye after that," she added, squeezing his bum playfully.



"Yeah, me too," he replied, his voice covering the sudden awful thought that occurred to him.



What if Sev had heard?



Lying next to Ginny, Harry felt the wash of satisfaction dull his reflexes and wrap his brain in lassitude. Still, despite the pleasure he had shared with Ginny, he felt a nagging in his body, a pull towards …



He covered his face.



He still wanted Severus.



Harry groaned mentally, hating himself for not being content with the woman who lay at his side. A woman he loved and adored. So why wasn’t she enough for him? What was drawing him to Severus?



Idly, he slid his hand onto his cock, feeling it shift and tingle at the touch. He glanced at Ginny. She was sleeping, a soft smile on her lips. She looked so beautiful there that Harry felt his length swell. He tugged at it, enjoying the feel of his prick in his hand.



His thumb rolled over his tip and he gasped with pleasure. The rough pad had felt wonderful. And he knew that Severus’ thumb would feel rough, would stimulate him like that.



NO! You will not think of Sev! You’re lying beside your wife, who’ve you’ve just made love with! What the hell is wrong with you?!



Even mentally chastising himself, Harry couldn’t stop the thoughts that passed through his mind: Severus hair brushing against his cheek, a hand stroking softly along his thigh, eyes that penetrated deep into his soul, arms that held him safely, a mouth that could say such hurtful things, yet look so sinful…



His hand sped up as his imagination took hold. Severus’ hand wrapping around Harry’s dick and pulling hard on it. Somehow, Severus would know exactly how Harry liked to be jerked off, and would do it perfectly. He bit back a moan as fluid seeped out of his tip and eased his grip.



Ginny snorted beside him and he stopped, feeling horribly guilty.



“Harry?” she said sluggishly, moving slowly. She took in his erection and smiled. “Again? Already? You must have really missed me!”



With his gut twisting he nodded and rolled to face her.



She rolled too and took his length into her hand. “I want to,” she said softly, “but I’m a little sore, Harry. Having James made everything…”



“It felt different.” Harry admitted. “Tighter.”



“Yes,” she answered. “It felt wonderful, having you inside me, Harry, it always does. I just wish you could understand how good it feels to be filled like that. To feel physical love within you. It’s amazing!”



He leaned in and kissed her. “Sleep,” he whispered.



She twisted her grip on his shaft and he shuddered. “What about this?”



“It’ll keep. Sleep.”



She smiled, kissed him lazily and dozed off.



Harry watched her for a few minutes, cock and balls throbbing, but content just to look over her. Then her words began to sink in. What would it be like to be on the receiving end? Her climax always happened so differently to his. A slow build up, the tension that filled her body, drawing him deeper and deeper – what did that feel like? The hot burn he felt in the pit of stomach flowed straight out of his prick. What was it like for a woman?



He wanted to know. And somehow, he couldn’t help thinking of Severus.



What would it feel like to have Severus within him? Have Severus making him climax?



His cock jerked and twitched as he imagined spreading his legs and feeling Severus holding him down. Knowing he was about to be possessed. Feeling himself being taken – but taken as a woman, knowing the passion that grew and blossomed slowly rather than burst out in a flood.



Untouched, Harry spurted over his chest. Aware that he'd just come at the thought of being fucked by another man, he hastily grabbed his wand and cleaned himself up.



He lay back, one arm flung over his eyes, but the image of the other man wouldn't leave his mind.



Did he hear anything? Harry wondered once again. What if he had? the rational part of his brain asked, you yourself asked him about sex with your wife earlier this evening! He's not stupid! He must have figured out where you went when you didn't return from the loo! If he heard, so what? You're entitled to shag your wife!



Harry groaned softly, but refused to go further and ask himself why the thought bothered him so much.



Maybe because you feel sorry for him. the logical part of his brain said, After all, he doesn't have this, does he? Just a lonely wank in the shower now and then. The love of his life is long gone.



Harry thought about all the years the man had spent at the beck and call of both Dumbledore and Voldemort. All the years teaching. All the years spent keeping him, Harry, safe. How could he possibly have had time to have a relationship?



He recalled Sev telling him that he'd never expected to live very long. Never thought he'd have a life or a family, or indeed, even be happy.



He recalled the memories the man had given him. Cherished memories of Lily. His lost love. Harry doubted Severus had ever had the chance to get up to anything with Lily, not with James around, and at any rate, Lily hadn't seemed half as gone over Sev as he had been over her. Harry wondered if she'd ever loved Sev as more than a close friend.



Yet, obviously it was Lily the man wanted. He'd admitted to wanking in the shower, and Harry was willing to bet the flush in the man's cheeks had been because of Lily.



Harry thought briefly about the Resurrection Stone he'd once possessed. That had brought Lily back for him, and she'd comforted him when he thought he was walking to his death. If he still had it, and brought her back again...



No, Harry thought ruefully, remembering the fairy tale. They were changed when they came back. And really, did Harry want a ghoulish version of his dead mother about?



Maybe he could just.....treat Severus to a whore? He'd heard that there were places where the girls, or men he supposed, would polyjuice into anyone the customer wanted. He could hire one of those girls, polyjuice her into Lily, and have her meet Sev at their old flat in Hogsmeade.



Still, Harry sighed, he'd need something of Lily's to make the polyjuice transformation work and he didn't have anything of hers. Another idea struck him. What about a metamorphmagus?



Sadly, he thought that he didn't know any. Not anymore.



Harry felt a strange jab in his chest at the thought anyway. Did he really want to think of Severus with someone else? Making love to a stranger.....no matter who she looked like?



Stop it! his rational mind growled. You have no right to be jealous! You have a wife!



The other part of his mind, the one that kept his secrets, spoke up then.



You may not have anything of Lily's, but perhaps Severus might?