All That You Leave Behind

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46

Harry fidgeted restlessly, watching as Ginny gathered up some last minute items.

“What is wrong with you, Harry?” she exclaimed, “You’re a bundle of nerves.”

“Sorry,” Harry muttered, fiddling with his t-shirt. “I dunno, I guess I’m just restless.”

Ginny sighed. She hadn’t told Harry where she was going, and that, possibly, was what was making him nervous. “You know I wouldn’t do anything dangerous, don’t you?” she said softly, “Not when I have James with me?”

"We're... we're just going to go and to Diagon Alley, and do some shopping. Maybe have a little stroll to the cafe and have a leisurely afternoon tea. We'll be back no later than seven."

Harry gave her a look and she sighed. "We've had this conversation before," she said, "If I stay in the house then I may as well have been killed! I'll be safe in Diagon Alley, Harry, there are lots of people around."

Ginny smiled as she jangled her bracelet, "I'll be quite all right, Harry, honestly. You know yourself exactly how protected I am with this!"

He nodded, pleased at the present he had given her some two weeks previously.

She grinned at him and recited confidently: “The bracelet is a Dark Devices Detector, and if it spots anything it’ll put up a Protego shield around me and James. The house will portkey here if I say ‘Home’ at the same time. This safety pin is in case James is taken, it’ll trace him wherever he is. Hold it and say ‘James’ to activate it. The mini Marauders’ Map will activate the ‘Point Me’ charm for me if I say ‘Find me’ as I touch it. The horse’s head will portkey me to the Burrow. I just say ‘The Burrow’ as I hold it. The broomstick, when I hold it and say ‘Harry’ will alert you and Severus that there’s a problem, and will automatically start tracing me.” She now mimicked Harry, recalling what he had said when he presented it to her, “The potion bottle is the really clever one – it’s really a bezoar, so if I get poisoned, or someone else does, all I need to do is grab it and say – or think Severus - and it’ll transfigure. And now it’s on my wrist, only I can remove it.”

He knew she was safe. Still, he couldn’t help the churning in his stomach. “I…I don’t know what’s got into me.” He admitted. “Maybe it’s the weather.”

She glanced out of the window at the heavy black sky. “Dammit! I’ll have to pack extra clothes in case James gets wet!”

Ginny bustled off, leaving Harry studying his misshapen t-shirt. He wanted so much to be honest with her, to tell her about the confusing feelings going through his mind, but he couldn’t. Their relationship was better than ever, as they were making love more – Harry’s dreams had consequences that they both enjoyed! – but how could he admit to her how much he desired Severus?

Severus himself was in his suite, bending over a bubbling cauldron. He sighed, pushing his white lock behind one ear. It was no good. The potion was ruined. He knew his attention had been wandering during the making of it, but had hoped it would still be suitable. He was wrong.

And he knew just what he had been thinking of: Harry. The feel of Harry’s lips on his, the taste of Harry, the smooth skin under his hands, the hard cock rubbing against his own. He growled, rubbing between his legs at the problem that was growing there. He sighed again. He knew that he should leave, just walk away and leave the married couple to live out their lives. But Severus wasn’t that strong, and besides, he liked Ginny and enjoyed her company.

Which made their situation a thousand times worse.

There was a soft knock at the door. He hurried to it and opened it.

“She’s gone,” Harry said tonelessly, although his eyes were bright with hope.

Severus drew the younger man towards him, curling strong fingers into the crumpled top. His lips descended onto Harry, who willingly opened his own and tangled their tongues together.

Their kiss went on and on; Harry pressing close to Severus and pushing the other man into his apartment. He managed to kick the door shut before wrapping his limbs about Severus, his legs about Sev’s waist (which nearly knocked the older man over), cocks causing delicious friction against one another.

“H-Harry! Wait!” Severus gasped out, voice strangled, hands gripping Harry’s buttocks desperately.

The younger man ignored him, and began sucking on an ear lobe.

“Oh….Merlin!” Severus shuddered and carried his love to his bedroom.


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“They believed you?” Lucius Malfoy asked coldly, looking down at the young man kneeling before him.

“No,” Howard Fairncombe admitted. “Snape was there. He used Legilimency…”

“AH!” Lucius sounded pleased, “I was right. Go on.”

The student went on, “Well, of course, he Probed, but thanks to the training you provided he didn’t find out anything, and they had to let me go.”

“Hmm, but I imagine you are being followed?”

“N-no, I don’t think so. I heard them talking when they went out of the room, and I think the case has been closed.”

Lucius hissed with pleasure. “Anything further?” he queried, recognising from the lad’s manner that there was something.

Fairncombe spoke eagerly, a twisted smile on his face. “My lord, Snape and Potter are…involved.”

Malfoy’s face twisted into the same smile as was on the younger man’s face. “In-deed.” He drawled, stretching out the two syllables. “Well, that is certainly knowledge worth acquiring. You are sure?”

The youth let his eyes meet Malfoy’s. “Why not examine it for yourself?” he offered.

Lucius slid into the other’s mind, watching what Howard had seen, seeing the way the two men stood together, and the way they jerked apart. He blinked as he left the youngster’s mind.

“I see.”

He dismissed the boy without too much further trouble. A large amount of money had already changed hands, and now more did. Lucius thought it worth it just for that snippet of information.

Lucius thought about his plan – this new datum rather changed it, oh, not dramatically, but enough that he had to re-consider certain items. “Which of them?” he mused, “Which of them?”

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Harry had his hands stuck under Severus’ plain black shirt and was busily stroking the skin. “Please!” he moaned, noticing how little Severus was involved in what they were doing.

“Harry,” Severus moaned, “wait! Please! I need to talk to you.”

“Talk later,” The younger man groaned.

“NO!” Severus pushed off the bed and paced. “I cannot help but feel this rush on your behalf is to force yourself further than you are truly ready to go, and to force some irrevocable change between us.” He rubbed his forehead. “Harry, if I believed that you had forgotten Ginny entirely, I would be most upset, and disappointed. She has been your wife far longer than this thing has been acknowledged between us. You cannot hope to delay the guilt by losing yourself in passion. It doesn’t work like that!” His tone softened, “It doesn’t work like that, Harry.”

The younger man looked up at him. “But, I want you, Sev. I do.” He shook slightly, “I haven’t forgotten Ginny. But I want you.”

Severus nodded gravely. “Say we make love, Harry, you understand how that happens between two men?”

The other wizard gulped and nodded. “Yes, you’d put your … cock in my … ass.”

“Indeed,” Severus felt rather heated at that faltering explanation but carried on, “And, no doubt you are aware that there will be stiffness and discomfort on the following day?”

“I’m stiff and uncomfortable now!” Harry joked, but stopped at the look on Sev’s face. “Yeah, Sev, I figured as much.”

“So,” Severus went on inexorably, “precisely how did you intend to explain that to Ginny? She is no idiot and is no doubt familiar with the consequences of anal sex, what with Charlie’s sexual orientation being what it is, and his predilection to display his conquests at the Weasley homestead?!”

Harry gaped.

“An excellent impression of a goldfish,” Severus said.

“You mean,” the Auror gasped, sounding distraught, “we’ll never be able to have sex?”

“Not at all,” Severus said, seeing the relief in Harry’s face, and feeling it in his own body. “Merely that to couple you will need thorough preparation. Perhaps stretching over several days, before I feel you are ready for full penetration.”

Harry grabbed his cock, feeling it throb. Even with Severus being as clinical as he was, it was still deeply arousing. And he knew Sev felt the same way. It was clear in the tenting in his trousers, the unconscious clenching of his hands, the flush across his cheek bones.

“So…” Harry began, “you can start preparing me today, at least, right?” he sounded hopeful.

Severus sat on the bed and pulled Harry towards him for a gentle kiss. “Nothing would please me more at this moment than to do just that,” he affirmed, sliding one hand over the rumpled t-shirt and rubbing at the stiff nub showing there.

Harry let his own hands glide under Sev’s silky shirt and fondle the older man’s nipples. His fingers rubbed softly over them, rubbing deliciously, gently.

Severus panted, “I’m not a woman, Harry; you can be rougher with me.”

Harry whimpered and did as suggested. He pinched Sev’s nubs, rolling them tightly between finger and thumb, tugging them away from the chest, amazed at how far they distended. At last he pushed the shirt up, impatient to see what he was touching. He gazed at the swollen red lumps and felt a stab of guilt…but then Severus leaned in and kissed Harry.

“Carry on,” Severus breathed. He slid his hands onto Harry’s waistband and left them there, aware of the sudden tension in the younger man’s body.

Harry pulled his lips away. “Go on,” he whispered, placing one hand over Severus’. “I trust you.”

The older man bent his head and kissed Harry’s cheek, overcome by the few words Harry had just said. He worked at the trousers; lowering the zip and undoing the button. The material collapsed, exposing Harry’s black boxers. The hole at the front gaped at little, giving Severus a tempting view of the other man's cock. As tempting as it was, Severus didn’t lean in to touch it, instead he returned his attention to the golden chest, stroking tenderly over front and sides, tracing every rib.

Under his caress, Harry shuddered. “I…I love that,” he whispered, eyes full of love for Severus.

Severus smiled, feeling his own emotions swelling. “I think you’ll love something else just as much.” He said seductively and walked one hand into Harry’s underwear.

“Oh…..GOD!” Harry panted as his length was engulfed in a calloused hand.

“Relax,“ Severus instructed although he was tugging firmly at the twitching prick.

“H-how?” Harry whimpered, hips jerking.

Severus eyed the dick he held. It was so silky smooth, so hot, so hard, so throbbing with life. He could scarcely believe that Harry was here, with him, doing this.

“I want more,” Severus spoke quietly, hand still gripping Harry firmly. “Will you trust me further?”

“To the ends of the …earth!” Harry moaned.

He didn’t resist when Severus gently pushed him to lie on the bed. Nor did he try and stop the other man from pulling the boxers off. In fact, he lifted his hips to aid their passage.

Severus stared down at the golden skin, glowing with health. He gazed hungrily at the twitching cock, shining with dribbles of fluid already. He swallowed hard and reached around the youth to snatch up a small bottle filed with viscous pale pink liquid.

“I need you to spread your legs,” he said hesitantly.

Harry lifted his head, eyes a little frightened, but he slowly parted his thighs.

Severus felt a lump in his throat at the trust Harry was showing him. He popped the lid off the bottle and smeared some of the fluid over one finger. His digit glistened with the generous application of lubricant.

Severus eyed the small puckered entrance and ached with longing. He placed his finger against the hole and stroked there over and over. He soothed as much as he could, as he was aware of just how tense and nervous Harry was. The younger man’s breathing was coming in harsh gasps, and his cock had wilted slightly.

“If you’re not ready, Harry…” Severus let the sentence remain unfinished.

The younger man shook his head, throat working. “No, no, I want this, I do, but…I’m scared, Sev. I’m scared of what it’ll mean to you, to me, to Ginny.” He paused before saying in a different tone, “And I’m scared it’ll hurt!”

Severus bit back his smile and spoke, “I can’t promise it won’t hurt at all, Harry, but, the preparation that we’re doing will help to minimise the pain.”

“What preparation?” Harry asked, “You haven’t put anything into me yet!”

The finger still encircled Harry’s entrance, and he was becoming used to the feeling.

“I want you to relax, otherwise this will hurt you far more than necessary.” Severus pressed against the entrance before resuming his gentle rubbing of it. Then he pressed again, then rubbed. Press. Rub. Press. Rub.

“I like that,” Harry said, shifting his legs a little wider.

Severus breathed out a carefully held breath and pressed his digit in harder than before, just beginning to breach the entrance. He watched Harry’s face closely for signs of distress, but the younger man, although a little flushed, seemed comfortable.

He wormed a little more of his finger in. His whole nail had now penetrated Harry. Severus felt the urge to shove his whole digit (and more!) in, but suppressed it fiercely. Harry needed to become used to this; to accept it.

He wriggled more of his finger in, pleased at the tight hot grip about it, and pleased too at how slickly his digit moved. He now had half of it in, and decided to shift it a little from side to side.

Harry gasped and his hips hitched just the tiniest amount at the feeling.

Severus pressed the rest in, longing to have his prick squeezed as tightly as his finger was.

“I…I…” Harry panted, chest heaving, “It’s incredible, Sev! I can feel you so deep inside me, and it feels so natural, so right!”

The older man’s own hips jerked at the words, but he controlled his hand, and just gently began working the finger back and forth, pushing in and pulling out in a steady rhythm to arouse Harry and make him long for more.

Harry slid one hand down over his stomach and grabbed his dick. “Want to…come…” he moaned, legs shaking a little with the feeling building within him.

“Let me,” Severus said smoothly and wrapped his free hand around and began rubbing along that length in time with the movements within Harry’s body.

Harry’s head thrashed from side to side and his hips jerked up and down helplessly. His ass clenched on the finger and he howled, his seed spattering Sev’s hand and Harry’s own chest.

Neither spoke or moved for a long time.

“Oh…..God,” Harry managed weakly at last. He was suddenly uncomfortably aware of the finger still buried within him.

Severus leaned over the younger man, his own penis sated too, and kissed him gently, and began shifting inside Harry again.

“No….more….” Harry gasped, sensitive body twitching. He groaned as Severus pulled free.

Harry had never been so aware of his ass before. He rather liked the feeling of discomfort.

“I think, next time,” Severus said, a wicked glint in his eyes, “we’ll try two fingers.”