Harry Potter and the Expert Potions Master | By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 21281 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Chapter 38 - The Aftermath
Just because the wizengamot had come down on their side, and condoned their acts, did not mean the wizarding world in general was ready to welcome same sex couples with anything approaching enthusiasm.
After the trial, Harry and Severus had gone straight home and proceeded to commit a few more offences. So many more, in fact, that Harry had finally had to beg Severus to stop as he was too sore to enjoy the experience. He had only done so with great reluctance, knowing how easy it was for Severus to slip into self-loathing.
Juniper Hall was quiet. Kreacher – who had decided to both keep an eye on the museum and assist them in their new home – had sensibly kept well out of the way of the two men. He was in the kitchen cleaning down surfaces that were already spotless, and listening to the radio, behaving as though he were free. He, however, was still refusing to accept freedom from Harry although he did now have a room in which to sleep, rather than just a curl of blankets in the bottom of a cupboard.
“Oh, I've missed that,” Harry gasped, slumped on the bed, semen oozing from his anus and spattered on his stomach.
“You're a mess,” Severus declared, leaning in to kiss the man he loved. When he came up for air, he said, “I've been thinking about what to call you, when people ask about our relationship, as will happen now we've been outed.”
Harry, still trying to make his mind work, wasn't really at his best. “Huh?”
Severus sighed. “For example, I dislike the idea of referring to you as my 'Boyfriend' and should you ever refer to me in such a way, there will be a severe punishment, and not of the kind you enjoy.”
“So, what were you thinking?” Harry asked, rubbing his sore ass.
“There are many terms one could use: companion, suitor, escort, partner, paramour, lover, significant other, other half, better half...”
“You do know you sound like a thesaurus, right?”
“Just because I make an effort to express myself clearly does not mean I am to be mocked!” Snape said sternly, but dipped his head to sample Harry's lips again.
“W – What did you think worked best? I don't like some of those that you said.”
Severus bent down and kissed Harry, sliding his tongue into the warm mouth and tasting again the man who had so thoroughly turned his world upside down. Clutching onto Severus, it was long minutes before either man pulled free to continue the talk.
“I did consider calling you 'My Idiot' but that is my private term for you.”
Harry lurched up and captured Snape's mouth again, he even threw one leg around Severus' waist to pull the older man down on top of him so that their bodies could rub together. Somehow, neither of them knew how, they were hard again and the kiss deepened as their slick lengths pressed together and jerked at the pleasure created.
“I'll hurt you if I enter you now,” Severus gasped, hips grinding against Harry.
Harry moaned and pressed closer. His fingers dug into the shoulder muscles as he used his thighs to hold Severus close to him. Moving with the ease born of long familiarity with one another, Severus' dick slid behind Harry's balls and nudged at the gaping entrance. Desperately grasping at the bedding under them, Snape fought the urge to plunge himself inside. No matter how much Harry enjoyed being taken, he had called enough, so for Severus to ignore that would be unforgivable.
Harry made a keening noise in his throat and tugged his lips free. “Tongue, down there! Please!”
Severus shifted around, swinging over Harry's body and around so that his aching cock hovered enticingly over Harry's face whilst he was able to roll the younger man's hips forward so that he could taste Harry's channel.
Squealing at the sensation he so adored, Harry pulled the thick shaft between his lips and eagerly sucked, loving the way Snape's hips thrust down, driving the cock deep into Harry's mouth, almost down his throat.
His own balls throbbed as Snape's chin rubbed them as he tongued inside Harry. Whimpering, he pulled on his dick, wanting to climax with Snape's dick and tongue pushed inside him. His mouth felt the spurt of Severus' liquid, not that there was much left to release, and he moaned, dragged over the edge by the taste he loved so much. His body spasmed, balls clenching, and a dribble of fluid oozed out of his sensitive tip. They had both climaxed so much in the last few hours that their bodies were unable to ejaculate much of anything.
Dizzy, Harry lay, almost sobbing at the sensation of still being licked between his buttocks. Severus pulled free and looked at him from his awkward pose. “Acceptable?”
“Get here,” Harry ordered and when Snape complied, he slid his tongue inside Severus' mouth, wanting the passion of this man.
“So,” Severus continued, as if they hadn't just both climaxed, his fingers playing carefully with Harry's nipples, “I was thinking companion or escort to describe you.”
Harry, writhing away from the pleasure that was making him whimper, panted, “Those would do. B – Be easier if we could marry. I'd like to call you my husband.”
Severus went still. Even his fingers stopped their agonising torment of Harry's sensitive body. When he spoke, his voice was husky with suppressed emotion, “I would like that.”
Neither of them wanted to read the Daily Prophet to find out exactly what had been said about them since the news of their sexuality had broken. It was Luna who, three days after their release from prison, told them the latest:
“The Prophet is re-printing my interview with you, now that people have worked out that that's who I spoke to. They're not sure what line to take yet, so I'm keeping up the pressure to make sure they are accepting of you two, and others like you. I think it will take some time before society is okay with the idea of same sex couples wanting to be treated in the same way, but things are definitely moving. I even managed an interview with Kingsley Shacklebolt, and he said that the same sex law had been repealed temporarily whilst a new one was discussed. That's a first! A law's never been repealed before there was a replacement ready to go.”
She smiled at them as they sat on the patio. Well, Severus and she sat, Harry, still rather sore after three days of intense attention from his companion, stood and leaned against the building.
“It's lovely here,” she commented, changing the subject totally.
“Thanks,” Harry replied absently. He was thinking that he'd need to go back to the Auror Department at some point, and hopefully find himself an Auror who didn't care his companion was the same gender as he was.
Luna pretended not to notice his inattention. She closed her eyes and soaked up the sun. It was one of those warm days Britain occasionally gets in November: somewhere sheltered from the wind it was almost passable for early spring. Severus' eyes stayed looking hungrily at Harry. Even after three days of making up for the week and a half they had lost, he was still aching to hold Harry down and bury himself into the eager, willing heat of the other man's body. He cleared his throat uncomfortably, shifting in his chair to ease the ache between his legs.
Harry saw the movement and seemed fascinated by the bulge. He licked his lips, eyes intense.
Luna stood up. “Well, I must be going. You two take care.” She drifted away to the edge of the wards and was gone before either man had really formulated a response.
“I need to go back to work soon,” Harry said as he dropped to his knees between Severus' legs.
“With a new mentor, I sincerely hope!” Snape said, chewing on his lower lips as Harry undid his trousers and eased out his needy cock.
“I don't think she'd have me back,” Harry smiled and dipped his head to sample the shaft.
“M – Merlin!” Severus groaned. It always took him by surprise that familiarity with this act had definitely not bred contempt. Every time Harry's hot mouth closed around him was like the first time, except with knowing just how good it was going to be. His stomach muscles bunched as his hips rocked up, pushing deeper into the warmth.
Harry slid his hands onto the balls and cupped them in that arousing and maddening way of his – fondling them with feather soft touches that made Severus want to scream. Knowing how Snape felt, Harry grinned around his mouthful. He knew, having been criticised for his torment on numerous occasions, but he felt it was only fair play for all the times Snape tormented his body.
“Oh, sweet... Harry!” Severus cried, his fingers clenched around the arms of the chair he sat on. His cock was being driven mad by the heat and the slickness and the sucking and the … he spurted, crying out at the intense feeling.
Harry lapped up every drop and then looked up at Snape from under black eyelashes. “Acceptable?” he mocked, cheeks flushed.
“You...” Snape trailed off, unable to complete the thought.
Harry leaned up and slid his fingers under the shirt, finding hard nubs to rub and pinch. “I love it when you're incoherent,” he confessed, “it reassures me I've not lost my touch.”
Severus groaned and pulled Harry into his lap. “You've not lost your touch,” he gasped, kissing the reddened lips, “not at all.”
November 4th and 5th fell on the weekend, so Harry enjoyed two more days of connecting with Severus before apparating to the Ministry on Monday. He had wanted to get there before it was crowded with people; after all, he was now rather more infamous than famous. Unfortunately, the atrium was still busy, and many witches and wizards simply gaped at him, as though disbelieving their eyes.
In the Auror Department, Harry went into the common room and looked around. There was no sign of life apart from a boiling kettle whistling madly.
“Oh dammit!” a voice cried, bursting through the door. He saw Harry and stopped. “Potter,” he said, “has the kettle boiled dry?”
Harry glanced at the jigging item and shook his head – steam was still clearly escaping.
“Thank God!” the Auror said, “I am in some serious shit if I burn out another one!”
He made a drink and held up an empty mug to Harry, “Did you want one?”
Unsure if this man was just ignoring the news, or seriously hadn't heard it, Harry accepted, aware, even as he did so, that some of the Aurors would no doubt now refuse to ever use this mug, as it had been 'tainted' by association with him.
Curling his hand around the drink, Harry didn't know how to go about asking if this man didn't know or just didn't care that he'd spent the past two weeks at the centre of a criminal case.
“So,” the man said, “Severus Snape, huh? You must have a masochist streak a mile wide! The man is fucking terrifying!”
Harry slurped on his tea, feeling so very glad that this stranger didn't seem to care about his sexuality, just about his odd choice of companion. “Did you go to Hogwarts?” he asked, not sure as the man had a faint American accent.
“Yeah. Hufflepuff. God, he scared me shitless at school! Has he mellowed?”
“Not really.”
“God! Then I say it again, you must be a masochist!”
Harry laughed. “You know, I was dreading coming back to work. Thanks for not making a big deal about me being arrested and all.”
“Hey, no problem. I'm Muggle born, so I am used to the Muggle world. In fact I grew up in America before coming over here to study and get a job. So, I'm not bothered by gays or anything cos Britain is what, ten years ahead of us wizards when it comes to gay rights?” He took an overlarge gulp of coffee and choked, tears rolling down his cheeks, “I'm Tony, by the way, Tony Hinton.”
Harry suck out his hand. “I'd introduce myself, but something tells me you know who I am.”
“Yeah. Oh, I'm also taking over as your mentor. Delia was, well, less than pleased at the thought of continuing in that role.”
“I bet,” Harry remarked sourly.
“Oh don't let her get to you. She's a damned good Auror in her way.”
Harry glared down into his mug, swirling the fluid within. “Maybe,” he conceded, “but I could have done without being called 'Filth' in front of half the Ministry staff.” He shrugged, “I'd better get used to it, I suppose. Lots of people are going to be less than impressed that I'm gay.”
Tony reached out a hand and squeezed his shoulder. “Lots of people are quietly wondering what the hell's wrong with you. Not that you're gay, but that you're with Snape! The man's a menace!”
“You're not getting over that any time soon are you?” Harry asked, grinning.
“It's Snape, Potter! Snape! You could have any guy in the world practically, and you choose him?!”
Harry spoke quietly, all humour gone from his voice. “I couldn't have any guy I wanted. The only one I want is Snape.”
Tony saw the depth of Harry's feeling and stop teasing him. “Shit, okay, Harry. But you gotta allow me some incredulity.”
“Go for it,” Harry said, a slight smile on his lips, “but I'm not changing my mind.”
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