A Bunny Tale | By : starcrossedkayla Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 23468 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Veracityrules - I'm having a lot of fun writing it.
PantherRain - I know, poor Harry. :(
yaoigirl, BRM - Here ya go!
Soucree - I think the bunny ears fit him more myself.
Jaylynn - Perhaps.
kylee - Yes, yes he is. Oh man, now I'll see that movie differently too.
BloodChocolate Thanks, I know!
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After the students were sorted, Harry was introduced as Severus’s nephew and Squib assistant. He was invited to join them at their tables so he sat himself at the closest bench, which happened to be composed of Hufflepuffs. Severus discreetly cast a spell to overhear their conversation.
Ava Ruark, a second year, incredulously asked, “You’re Professor Snape’s nephew? You don’t look anything like him.”
Harry quickly lied, “My father’s his half-brother.”
“What’s it like living with Professor Snape?” asked Jessica Brady, who was obviously imagining Severus giving Harry detentions for not tying his shoelaces correctly.
“I’ve only lived with him since this summer but he’s the nicest person I’ve ever lived with,” Harry answered with a smile on his face.
Ava choked on her pumpkin juice while the rest of the Hufflepuffs stared at him as if his rabbit ears had suddenly reappeared.
Jessica patted his hand tenderly. “It’s okay, Harry. You’re safe with us!”
Severus removed the listening spell and focused on his dinner. He’d have to terrorize the little snots or else they might assume he’d gone soft over the summer. After he finished his meal, he returned to his rooms and Harry hurried after him.
“You shouldn’t be so eager to spend time with me,” Severus warned him as he shut the door to his rooms, cast the wards, and restored Harry’s ears and tail.
“Sorry Professor. I won’t let them find out,” promised Harry as he threw himself across the sofa, picking up the potion order form and list of required potions Severus had given him. He was eager to prove himself a capable assistant and carefully copied the letters and numbers with far more deliberation than was necessary. When he finished, he approached Severus and proudly held out the scroll. “I’m finished!”
Severus glanced over it, corrected the mistakes with his wand, and then rolled it up. “That will be all for this evening. Now go to your room-”
Harry’s ears dropped.
“And get ready for bed,” continued Severus. “Then you may return here.”
Harry’s ears shot straight up and he hurried to the fireplace. He disappeared in a flash of green. Severus was dressed in his nightshirt and brushing his teeth when Harry returned, dressed in black silk pyjamas.
“Do you like them?” Harry asked uncertainly, running the palms of his hand down the buttons of his pyjama top.
Severus rinsed his mouth and then approached Harry. He pressed against Harry, feeling the coney’s lithe body between the thin fabrics of their clothing. He slowly ran his right hand down the soft silk covering Harry’s back and captured his exposed tail in his hand, petting it lightly. Harry shivered and wrapped his arms around Severus, hardening as his body softened.
“I’ll enjoy taking them off you.” Severus nipped at Harry’s neck before carrying him into the bedroom. He found it was quite enjoyable to slip them off indeed.
The first day of lessons was normally unremarkable, but Severus expected this first day to be unlike any other. He wasn’t disappointed. He was awakened by Harry in the typical way, but that morning the coney was especially enthusiastic and they almost didn’t make it to breakfast in time.
Severus was sure to instil fear into the first years and remind the returning students what he thought of them. By lunchtime, he felt satisfied that his reputation would remain intact despite Harry’s presence. Harry was clearly enjoying the companionship of the other students. He sat with the Hufflepuffs again for breakfast and joined the Ravenclaws for lunch. The girls were convinced that Harry had suffered some form of horrific abuse that caused him to regard their dour professor as ‘nice.’ They showered him with affection and attention. The boys were interested in Harry too and Severus secretly hexed any who paid more attention to Harry than he thought was necessary.
Draco Malfoy was especially interested in Harry. Severus caught him glancing across the room at the coney with a shrewd look in his narrowed eyes. He had no idea if Lucius had informed his son about Severus’s possession of a coney but he had no desire to take chances. That afternoon, he stopped Draco in the hallway and invited him to his rooms that evening for tea. Draco accepted the invitation, gazing at Severus with an expression that clearly stated he was dying to ask the Potions Master questions but knew better than to do so in a crowded hallway.
At dinner, several more male Hufflepuffs had to be hexed for smiling too much at Harry. When Severus finished, he returned to his rooms. Harry attempted to follow, dashing in as Severus closed his door. “Go play with the students,” Severus ordered, shooing Harry away with a flick of his hand. Harry looked as though he wanted to disagree but he knew better than to argue and turned around to leave. He was only gone a short while before he burst back in, slamming the door against the wall with a loud bang.
“What do you think you’re doing?” hissed Severus in annoyance. He’d have to be sure and change his password.
Harry ran over, threw himself on his knees, and clutched the bottom of Severus’s robes. “I’M SORRY! I punched a student!”
“You what?” asked Severus, completely nonplussed.
“I punched him! Please don’t let them kick me out! You have to heal his nose!” He leapt up and grabbed Severus’s hand. Dumbfounded, Severus allowed Harry to pull him to his feet and lead him towards the door. He opened it to find Draco standing in the hallway, holding one hand over his bleeding nose.
“Come inside,” Severus ushered him in with a wave, wishing that the kit had punched a Gryffindor instead.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you,” Harry anxiously explained as he nervously fluttered around Draco.
Severus quickly repaired Draco’s nose and removed the blood with a flourish of his wand. “Sit down,” he growled at the coney, expressing his anger in his voice. Harry immediately dropped to the floor. His eyes were wide in his pale face and he nervously glanced back and forth between the two wizards.
Severus turned back to Draco. “What happened?”
Harry exclaimed, “He put his hand down my trousers and I punched him! I’m so sorry!”
Severus arched his eyebrows at Draco. “You put your hand down his trousers?”
Draco flushed. “I was checking to see if he had a tail!”
“Why would he have a tail?” Severus demanded in exasperation.
“My father said that you had a coney. I didn’t think you’d bother to hide the tail.” Draco stared at Harry.
“He is a coney,” Severus confirmed impatiently. “That’s why I called you here. Sit down.”
Draco sat on the sofa, keeping his eyes on Harry as if he couldn’t believe the boy before him was really non-human. Severus took his high-backed chair while Harry remained on the floor with his head bowed.
Severus explained, “The Headmaster, you, and your father are the only individuals who know that I own a coney. I would-”
Harry snapped his head up and yelled, “I don’t like sex!”
Severus and Draco stared at him.
“I hate sex! I don’t have any with the Professor,” Harry firmly insisted to Draco, his expression fierce. “Not once!”
Severus tried not to think about how many times he had already fucked Harry in the chair, on the couch, on the floor…. He quickly cut off that train of thought. “Go bring us tea from the kitchen.”
Harry’s eyes lit up with the prospect of bothering the house-elves. “Where’s the kitchen, Professor?”
“Ask the Headmaster,” Severus answered dismissively, determined to get Harry out of the rooms so that he could talk to Draco privately. He didn’t think that he’d be able to keep a straight face if the coney continued to talk about how much he hated sex.
“I will, Professor!” Harry hurried from the rooms while Severus and Draco both watched him leave. Severus couldn’t help but wonder if the strange scar on Harry’s forehead had been caused by a curse that had also fried his brains. He summoned tea and fixed himself a cup.
“I can’t believe he punched me!” Draco felt his nose as he stared at the door in puzzlement. “I thought coneys liked to be touched?”
“He’s not a typical coney,” Severus calmly explained. “Due to Harry’s … peculiarities, the headmaster has allowed him to remain with me at Hogwarts. We’ve lied about his species for the student’s protection.”
Draco finally glanced from the door to Severus. “The student’s protection?” he repeated.
Severus nodded. “Students may be tempted to harass him after learning his true species. Also not many children fully understand the concept of personal property. I know your father well Draco, so I trust that you have been raised with the knowledge that if you touched my coney without my permission, I would be permitted to demand compensation from your parents or take it out of your hide.”
Draco nodded quickly. “I’m sorry Professor, I should’ve talked to you first.”
Severus waved away his concerns. “I will ignore this offence.” He paused and then added in a very menacing tone, “However, should you touch him inappropriately again, I will demand restitution. Furthermore, if any other students become aware that they are living with a coney, I will know exactly who to blame.”
“I won’t tell anyone, Professor,” Draco quickly assured him.
Severus nodded. He would be sure to send a note to Lucius emphasizing the need for discretion but Draco had never behaved stupidly. “Your father tells me that you plan to try out for the Quidditch team this year.”
“I’ve been thinking about it for a few years,” Draco nodded, clearly glad for the change in conversation.
An hour later, Draco left and Harry still hadn’t returned. Severus wondered if it had been a mistake to send Harry to the kitchens. He was just about to journey over there in order to rescue the house-elves when Harry hurried through the door empty-handed. He looked around the room quickly as if he’d forgotten something.
“I see you forgot the tea. Don’t bother getting it, Draco has already left.” Severus restored Harry’s ears and tail.
Harry ran into the bedroom.
“Come out here,” Severus called to him. As much as he felt Draco deserved to get punched, it wouldn’t do for the two of them to be antagonistic towards each other.
Harry emerged with his ears laid flat and pointing backwards. “Do you like boys?” he asked in an accusatory tone.
“What?” asked Severus, astonished that the coney was accusing him of pederasty.
Harry marched over to the side of Severus’s desk and crossed his arms. His green eyes flashed with anger. “Do you prefer boys, Professor?”
Severus felt his face flush. “No! You said you had an allergy! I prefer women!”
“Oh. Okay.” Harry’s ears perked up and he smiled at Severus before disappearing back into the bedroom again.
Severus stared after him, feeling very confused. Yes, a curse had to have scrambled Harry’s brains.
Harry shortly emerged from Severus’s bedroom wearing one of the Potion Master’s shirts and nothing else. Severus ignored him as he approached the side of Severus’s chair and sank to his knees.
“Professor Dumbledore says I have permission to punch anyone at Hogwarts who puts their hands under my clothing when I don’t want them to. Do I?”
“Yes, provided that you don’t hit them too hard.” Severus set down his quill and turned to look at Harry with a stern frown on his face. “You should try not to antagonize Draco because his family is very powerful and he knows your secret. I’ve spoken to him and he shouldn’t try to touch you again.”
Harry climbed into Severus’s lap. The shirt had not been buttoned all the way and fell so far off his shoulders that his nipples were barely covered. “I only want you to touch me,” he said softly before he leaned forward and lightly kissed Severus’s chin. Severus pushed Harry off his lap onto the floor and stood.
“I think you should spend the night in your own bed,” Severus said firmly as he stepped past Harry. “There was no reason to break Draco’s nose.”
“Professor!” Harry protested from the floor. Severus knew that if he turned around, he’d see Harry’s ears on his shoulders.
“If you protest, you won’t be allowed back in tomorrow morning.” Severus floated Harry’s clothing out to him and then shut his bedroom door.
“I’m sorry, Professor,” Harry said from the other side of the door.
The next morning, far earlier than he normally woke, Severus heard the door to his room open. He opened his eyes but Harry was nowhere in sight. He heard the coney quickly crawling across the carpet and watched the edge of his mattress expectantly. Soon the tuffs on the top of Harry’s ears appeared. The ears rose slowly, inching their way upwards.
When Harry’s eyes were revealed, he met Severus’s and then whispered. “It’s tomorrow morning.”
“Get on the bed and go back to sleep,” Severus ordered sleepily. Harry eagerly scrambled onto the bed. He was completely naked and he pressed himself against Severus, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
Several hours later, Severus woke to find his dick in Harry’s mouth as usual.
“Good morning, Professor!” Harry chirped brightly when he saw that Severus was awake. He lowered his head again and began to lick at the tip of Severus’s penis with his little pink tongue, his striking eyes fixed on Severus’s face. Severus watched him for several minutes, before he couldn’t stand it anymore, and motioned for Harry to approach him. Harry crawled up his body eagerly, kissing him hungrily as he pressed his hard penis down against Severus’s stomach.
Harry broke the kiss and enticingly whispered, “Do you want to fuck me now?”
“Yes,” Severus quickly responded, his left hand stroking Harry’s perky ears. Harry rolled off of Severus onto his back and pulled his legs up to his chest, exposing his pink hole and cute tail.
Severus spit on his fingers and pushed two of them inside of Harry as he stroked the coney’s fluffy tail with his other hand.
“Ahh!” Harry’s legs trembled and his toes curled. He fixed his eyes on Severus’s, a hungry expression on his face.
Severus pulled out his fingers, slicked himself up, and pushed inside. He paused mid-skewer and leaned down to give Harry a kiss. Harry kissed him back desperately, sucking on Severus’s tongue as he tried to get him to move his hips. Severus started to thrust hard, burying himself deep in Harry’s tight heat with each stroke. Harry moaned loudly as his ears shook. He gripped Severus’s arms tightly; his whole body flush with pleasure.
Severus thrust faster and Harry squeezed his eyes tightly shut, making little mewling noises. Severus orgasmed, thrusting hard as he spurted. When he finished, he pulled out and bent down to take Harry’s penis in his mouth. He only bobbed his head twice over the length when Harry screamed, “Professor!!” and came, his entire body shaking.
Severus swallowed him down and lay against the bed, pulling Harry tight against his chest. After their hearts calmed, he sent Harry off to breakfast. He took his time, arriving well after Harry. To his dismay, the coney had joined the Gryffindors for breakfast and was seated between the Weasley twins. Severus cast the Stinging Hex on the one who had his hand on the small of Harry’s back and resolved to slip both of them an acne-causing potion during class later that day.
As the students left for their first classes, Severus pulled Harry aside. “You should not involve yourself with the Weasley twins.”
Harry pouted. “But we have plans!”
“I can only imagine,” Severus responded with a glower.
“We were going to set dung bombs off in the study hall after lunch, curse the lights in the first floor girls’ loo to go off whenever someone sits on the toilet, and sneak into the kitchens tonight!” Harry happily informed him.
“I see….” Severus answered, caught off guard by Harry’s open honesty. “Go back to your tasks and don’t tell them we had this conversation.”
“Okay Professor!”
Severus left for his first class. He ignored the disturbance from the girl’s loo and allowed them to set off the dung bombs. When the twins left the study hall laughing, he blocked their way with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. “Ten points each from Gryffindor.” He strode off, feeling quite pleased with himself.
That afternoon, while he taught Harry how to properly scrub the cauldrons, he gave him permission to associate with the Weasley twins.
“However, you must report to me everything they do before you engage in any of the behaviour they suggest,” Severus emphasized. “I don’t want you involved in anything dangerous.”
“I will, Professor,” promised Harry as he rinsed out the cauldron.
Severus continued, “Don’t tell them that you’ve informed me of your plans. And don’t harass the house-elves when you visit the kitchens.”
“I won’t, Professor.” Harry smiled. After he finished the cauldrons, he scrubbed the floor of the potions lab cleaner than Severus had ever seen it before.
Later, as they walked towards the Great Hall for dinner, Harry suddenly grabbed Severus’s hand and pulled him towards a corridor. “I want to show you something, Professor.”
Severus quickly pulled his hand out of Harry’s. “Never do that in public,” he lectured sternly.
“Sorry,” Harry quietly responded. He led him towards a door Severus didn’t recognise and opened it, motioning for Severus to follow.
Severus followed through and found himself in a perfect replica of his bedroom. “What is this?” He stared around the room with astonished interest.
“It turns into whatever I want!” Harry explained as he quickly shut the door behind him, dropped to his knees, and then began to hurriedly undo the buttons on Severus’s trousers. “I can make your whole home appear but this is my favourite room.”
Severus placed his hand on Harry’s head to hold him in place. “Wait. I thought coneys couldn’t do magic.”
“The room’s magical, not me,” Harry explained as he deftly removed Severus’s manhood.
Severus released him. “Wasn’t this morning enough for you?” he asked incredulously as Harry took him into his mouth.
“I love sucking you….” Harry moaned before resuming.
They were both late for dinner where Harry joined the Slytherins, sitting by Draco. Severus spared Draco, but hexed all the other boys nearby. After dinner, Harry gave a discreet wave to Severus before leaving with the Weasley twins.
Dumbledore stopped by Severus’s rooms that evening for tea.
“While I’m delighted to see your concern for your young charge,” the Headmaster said warmly as he sipped his tea, “I’ll have to ask you to stop hexing the students.”
“Very well,” Severus agreed. He knew he’d have to eventually anyway. He couldn’t curse half the student body.
Harry returned after Dumbledore had left. “Does it count as harassment if I make faces but I don’t say or do anything?”
Severus silently handed him Caring for Cauldrons and returned to grading papers. Harry took the book and retreated to the sofa where he soon became remarkably quiet. By the time Severus finished grading, Harry still hadn’t spoken or come to pester him for sex. Severus stepped over to find the coney completely passed out. He was sleeping in an awkward position, his head and upper right arm on the floor while the rest of his body remained on the couch. His ears were draped out before him on the carpet.
Severus bent down and shook Harry awake.
“Wha-? Huh?” Harry muttered as he fell off the couch. He stared at the carpet as if he wasn’t sure what it was and then rubbed his eyes tiredly.
“It’s time you went to bed,” Severus informed him.
“I want to stay with you,” he begged sleepily.
“Then stay with me,” Severus answered as he turned and left for the bedroom.
Harry stumbled after him, stripping off his clothing.
When Severus finally joined him in bed, Harry snuggled against him.
“Goodnight, Professor,” Harry said with a yawn before closing his eyes and falling back to sleep.
As Severus watched Harry sleep, he had the feeling that this year would be unlike any other.
[[There will be a sequel. Eventually. I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you had a lot of fun reading it!!]]
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