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Lost and Damned	By : danniperson Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 24087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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LOST AND DAMNED

You Make My Body Warm

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Severus woke up before Harry, just like he always did. It had taken some getting used to, waking up with someone else…and he figured it would take some getting used to waking up to a naked someone else. They probably should have showered, Severus thought to himself, feeling sticky and disgusting from the dried sweat and sex. He might have even slipped into the shower to get himself clean before Harry woke up, had the brat not decided he needed to sleep on top of Severus. Harry normally liked to be close during the night, but sex had made him downright clingy. His leg was draped over Severus's top one while his other one was in between Severus's legs. Half of his upper body was resting on Severus, only his head thrown back in a position that did not look very comfortable, mouth parted ever so slightly as he snored loudly. Severus just smirked and allowed himself to chuckle at how ridiculous his lover looked under the dim light at the end of his wand. Severus turned to light a candle by his bedside, enough light to see but not enough to disturb the sleeping boy. With that done, Severus shifted around a bit into a position that was probably more comfortable for them both, rolling over onto his side and placing Harry on his. He attempted to pull his legs free, but Harry's legs only tightened their grip and Harry shifted around in his sleep, snuggling closer.

That shower could wait, he decided. He enjoyed watching the brat sleep too much to part from him just now. Even if the brat was snoring. He reached out, stroking his fingers through that thick hair and leaned down to press a chaste kiss to the lightning bolt scar that was exposed as his hands moved through his hair. Harry made a quiet sound in his sleep and moved his head a bit, as if urging Severus to continue his ministrations. Severus chuckled quietly and resumed petting at Harry's soft, wild hair. His other hand rested on the boy's back, enjoying the feel of smooth skin and tracing his fingertips in nonsensical patterns along the naked flesh. His dark eyes moved eagerly over the sleeping form beside him and Severus knew he would never get enough of looking at Harry or touching Harry. After giving into Harry last night (or rather, very early this morning) Severus didn't think he could control himself from surrendering to such desires and certainly didn't need to. What point was there when he had already feasted on that delectable body? Severus shivered lightly at the memory of last night. He could hear every moan Harry had made, the way his body writhed beneath Severus's, the feel of his smooth skin, slick with sweat, the taste of him on his tongue, the feel of that tight, warm channel gripping around him…His cock responded eagerly, beginning to harden a bit and Severus couldn't help but roll him eyes at himself. Harry would probably wake up with it like this…It was probably what he got for teasing Harry for waking up with a hard on every morning.

Severus paid little mind on his interested body part and focused instead on admiring Harry's body. The young man was truly beautiful, though Severus didn't think he'd ever tell him that. Not only did he have problems expressing his thoughts and feelings most of the time (only the good thoughts and feelings-he had little trouble expressing his anger), but Harry wouldn't enjoy it very much. The young man was a bit obsessed with being thought of as the girl in their relationship or acting like a girl because he was gay. Severus had assured him numerous times that not all gay men acted like women and told him that he was very much a man and that no one in their right mind would think of him as a woman. Severus smirked to himself, just imagining Harry's shock and offense if Severus dared refer to him as beautiful. It wasn't like he was calling him pretty or anything. Sexy and hot, while both true, didn't fully express the truth and honesty in Harry's good looks…Something almost feeling vulgar about them and did not seem like proper words to use about his young lover. Handsome, while true, didn't seem nearly strong enough to describe the young man in his arms. It was a shame that words such as beautiful and gorgeous had to be strongly connected to the feminine. Anything could be beautiful…a house or a tree or a broomstick or any number of inanimate objects. But you used it on a man and the entire world viewed it as being stripped of masculinity. Society these days was ruining everything, Severus decided.

It might have been an hour that Severus watched Harry. He felt no urge to do anything else, not even his books calling to him. Harry was his now and Severus relished in that fact. Harry had given himself to Severus, his heart and his body…And never had taking anyone in such a manner meant so much. Sex had always been a means of physical gratification, just a little bit of fun…Somehow, experiencing it with the man he loved had changed so much. He certainly felt different. He could feel his love for Harry grow stronger now, swimming into and filling every last inch of his soul. Severus would never let him go. Right now, he doubted if he could even want to push Harry away again. He held the man he loved close to him, reverently stroking his skin and his hair and pressing gentle kisses against his cheek or his neck or even his mouth, if the desire grew strong enough. There was nothing but Harry, and to Severus, that was everything.

Eventually the boy began to stir and Severus didn't stop his ministrations, only keeping his dark eyes focused on his face as bright green eyes flickered open, still half lost in his world of dreams as the world slowly but surely dragged him into reality. Red lips curled up into a small, lazy smile that Severus allowed the tips of his fingers to trace. The touch caused the smile to broaden. "Mornin'," he mumbles.

"Good morning," Severus replies, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to those soft lips. "And Happy Christmas."

"Mmmmm…Happy Christmas," Harry said quietly, pulling his legs out from Severus's and moved his arms as if to pull away, but instead the boy moved and shifted, urging Severus to roll over onto his back so that Harry could settle on top of him, kissing him deeply. Severus, glad that Harry decided not to get out of bed yet, slid his arms around that thin waist and smirked at the feel of Harry's prick hardening against his thigh.

"I should have known better than give into your abysmal attempt at seduction," Severus mumbled against Harry's mouth. "I should have known it would turn you into some insatiable, horny brat."

"Oi, think you could stand to be a bit nicer? It's Christmas," Harry said, slapping his chest halfheartedly while he grinned and buried his face in Severus's neck, inhaling deeply. "So, uh," Harry said after a few seconds, clearing his throat, "does this mean you don't want to do it again?"

Severus chuckled and slid his hands down to grasp Harry's firm, bare buttocks. Harry gasped and tightened his fingers around Severus's shoulders. He gave a squeeze and shifted Harry's body a bit so that he could rub his own half hard cock against Harry's growing need. Harry groaned deeply and rubbed his hips eagerly against Severus's.

"Since it's a holiday, perhaps I'll make an exception," Severus whispered, easily flipping them over so that he as now hovering over Harry. "However shall I make it up to you, Mr. Potter?" he drawled, voice low and husky. As much as he teased Harry about always being so horny, Severus had to admit he was in the mood as well and had been more so lately than he had in a while. He had been with men before, such as Lucius Malfoy and Orpheus Odell and many nameless, desperate men at the bars. He had even had ongoing affairs before, with Lucius and Orpheus. It had been a while, though, since his last sexual encounter…He didn't have the same need as other man to seek out sex like a dying man, who needed it to survive. He had certainly never wanted anyone so badly it hurt before. With Harry, he could hardly help himself, especially when being offered such divine temptation so eagerly and having already tasted such a delicacy, he found it harder than ever to resist and found no need to do so this morning.

"Erm…" Harry said. "You could…you know."

"Do I?" Severus asked, raising his eyebrow. He found it amusing, how hard it was for Harry to talk about sex. He wanted it so much, but could hardly say the words. Severus delighted in using this against him.

"Yes," Harry said, squirming beneath him. His face and neck were red with embarrassment, though he kept his eyes on Severus, pleading with him to get on with it.

"Say it," Severus urged quietly. "So I can be sure, you know."

"Just…You know," Harry said, clearing his throat and summoning up that Gryffindor bravery of his. "F…ha…d…m…" Harry said, then sighing in frustration, struggling to find the proper way to word it. "Just…fuck me," he said, voice strong and his eyes betraying a trace of his nervousness and embarrassment.

"Hmmm…But I want to do so much more than fuck you, Harry," Severus purred into his young lover's ear, tracing his tongue along the cartilage. "May I?"

"Mhmm," Harry gasped, nodding his head vigorously.

Severus grinned and moved his face downwards, trailing his lips lightly along the skin before reaching his destination, sucking on the sensitive part of Harry's neck. Harry moaned loudly and grasped him hard, pushing his hips up impatiently. "Not yet," Severus murmured to his lover. "I want to have you begging for me."

"If I beg now will you cut to the chase?" Harry asked breathlessly and Severus just chuckled and continued down, wetly kissing one of Harry's nipples. "It's Christmas," Harry reminded him in a groan.

"Hmm," Severus hummed around the nipple, loving the way his body jerked with pleasure. He pulled back and urged Harry onto his front, sliding his hands all down the back of his body before covering it with his own, tossing the blankets off of them as he did so. He wrapped his arms around Harry's middle and let his cock come to rest between his legs. He returned his mouth to Harry's neck, kissing and sucking all around the sides and the back, unable to stop himself from moaning as Harry pushed his bum back against him. His own cock was aching by now, more than interested by all of the touching of the young body beneath him. He reminded himself to be patient and ignored his dick's need to bury itself into the warm, tight body so close to him.

He slid down Harry's body slowly, kissing and sucking and licking along his shoulder blades and down his spine. Harry moaned, a sound that told well of the delightful torture he was suffering and Severus trailed the tip of his nose up Harry's back until his lips pressed alongside Harry's ear. "You're not the only one suffering, my Harry," he murmured. "There is nothing I want more than to thrust into you right here and now…pound into you until you're screaming out in ecstasy and begging still for more. I want you badly…But trust me…It will be well worth the wait for us both," he assured his lover, loving the way his muscles tightened and he clutched at his pillow in a death grip, groaning loudly and shivering as Severus spoke. Severus followed the trail of those delicious shivers right down his back, moving over to nip at his sides, emitting a hiss from his lover.

Severus slid down further, pressing a kiss to each of Harry's arse cheeks before murmuring a quiet cleaning spell against the flesh. Harry jerked and cried out in shock and Severus grinned. Harry was still for a moment before relaxing and it was then that Severus raised his hands, parting the cheeks and sliding his tongue between them, sliding all the way upwards and then back down, circling around the hole. Harry's hips and legs jerked around a bit, but Severus held him still with his hands the best he could. His tongue pressed against the hole, though the tight ring of muscles didn't allow entrance to the probing tongue.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God," Harry was mumbling incessantly, voice slightly muffled by the pillow. Encouraged by the response, Severus continued slowly stroking his tongue over the hole, pausing now and then to suck at it. The gasping and hissing continued and it wasn't until Harry's body struggled harder against his grip that Severus pulled away, pressing one last kiss to his arse before sitting up on his knees and summoning the lube from the nightstand.

"That was…I can't believe you…I…You put your…That was…Bloody hell," Harry gasped, slumping against the mattress while Severus carefully coated his index finger with the slick lube.

"I used a cleaning spell," Severus explained. "Nothing strange about it. You liked it, did you not?"

"Fuck yeah," Harry replied.

"Good," Severus said with a grin, sliding his finger between the boy's arse cheeks, pressing it firmly against the hole. Harry was still incredibly tight, but it seemed that at least preparing him wasn't going to be as difficult now. He could tell it still hurt by the deep, controlled breathing and the hisses of pain now and then, and Severus frowned. He didn't enjoy hurting Harry, but they would both be enjoying it before long. When Harry seemed relaxed enough with one finger, he coated his index finger and pressed both fingers together, sliding them between his cheeks and pressing them inside. They only made it halfway in before Harry's inner walls clamped down hard around them and Severus leaned forward, kissing his lower back. "Relax, Harry," he urged quietly. After a moment, Harry was calm enough to let them in. Severus slid his fingers back and forth, becoming dizzy in his own incredible need. He wanted so badly to ram right into him, desperate for his own release. But Harry was still new at this…He had to be patient and slow with him. It was hard to think of much, though, with that tight passage clenching around his fingers and wanting so desperately to replace them with his cock.

After a few minutes, he pulled out his fingers and finally coated the third finger and placed the group back at Harry's entrance, whispering encouraging words he slid them in. With his free hand, he placed it at Harry's hip and tried to urge him to push back against the fingers, which he did hesitantly. It helped, though, and sooner than with the others, Harry seemed ready.

Severus pulled away and dipped his fingers back into the lube and began coating his hardness, watching as Harry rolled over onto his back to watch him, propping himself up on his elbows. "Erm…Could we…uh…do it this way?" he asked hesitantly. "On…On my back?" he clarified.

Severus eyed him a moment, wondering if he was questioning if the position was possible or if he was okay with doing it. He figured his chosen answer would work well with both. "I don't think it would be very comfortable, especially since this is still new to you."

"I want to try," Harry said confidently, lowering his arms and resting on his back.

Severus nodded his head slowly, raking his eyes all along the front of Harry's body. He himself wasn't too sure about it. He had never had sex with anyone face to face before, but with Harry the idea was suddenly appealing. Harry watched him uncertainly, looking as awkward as ever laying there. His inexperience was clear and more erotic than Severus could imagine. The phrase blushing virgin came to mind, but there was nothing so helpless or shy about Harry that such a phrase suggested. He was an awkward boy who had no idea what he was doing, but still very much a man. Severus almost smiled to himself, imagining what Harry might say to him if he called him a blushing virgin. A beautiful blushing virgin. He would have to bring it up later. Right now he was too horny to tease his lover.

He moved closer to Harry and grabbed his legs, pressing them up to the young man's chest and holding them there at the knees. Harry cringed, looking uncomfortable, though he shifted himself around a bit before looking more settled. "I'm ready, get on with it," Harry encouraged, wiggling his bum a bit.

"If you insist on trying to boss me around, I will give you a very hard lesson on patience," Severus warned.

"Bloody hell," Harry grumbled, watching him eagerly and expectantly. His own cock had softened in response to the pain, but he was still impatient to get to things. The want was evident in those emerald eyes, though, and so Severus placed his cock between those cheeks and pressed forward.

"Relax, Harry," Severus encouraged, already feeling his lover's body tense up. "I'm right here…Just me and you," he whispered, leaning down to kiss Harry's knee while he continued pressing in, struggling to hold back his moan as he felt the head of his cock press into that hot, tight passage. He could see the pain and struggle in Harry's eyes and continued watching his lover, pressing kisses to what skin he could reach. "I love you, Harry," he whispered shamelessly. "I want to be inside of you, Harry, let me in."

Severus had not thought much of his voice before, until hearing in one of Harry's memories his opinions of Severus's voice. And it wasn't until actually becoming sexually involved with Harry that he realized that his voice actually did have quite the affect on him. Harry shivered, his body following Severus's orders to loosen up just enough to allow him entrance. He felt an inch or so of him slide inside and continued pressing forward slowly and pulling back slightly every few seconds before pushing more inside of him. Dear God, Sweet Merlin, he wanted to thank any deity that existed in this world for this feeling of being enveloped completely in that great tight heat. Harry's body gripped him firmly and seemed to be sucking him in the deeper he got. He couldn't suppress a deep moan as he was buried completely inside of Harry. He grasped at his knees, holding back the urge to lose control and thrust into him wildly. He stared down at Harry, trying to truly see him through the thick cloud of lust that consumed him. Harry flinched a bit, but otherwise stayed strong, adjusting to the intrusion the best he could.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"Like I'm being stabbed in the arse," Harry mumbled with a shaky laugh.

"Do you…want to…change positions, Harry?" Severus asked, moaning as Harry shifted and wiggled his bum a bit.

"You're right, it's not comfortable, but I want to do this. None of it is comfortable right now, so I'm sure I'll be okay," Harry explained. "You can move."

Severus nodded and slowly pulled out, hearing a hiss of pain from his lover and paused. "Go," Harry said and Severus complied, pulling out more before sliding back into him with more ease than before.

"Here," Severus said, grabbing Harry's legs and draping them over his shoulders. He then leaned down, bracing himself on the bed with one hand while the other reached between them to stroke Harry's soft prick back to life. In their position it was a bit awkward, but the quiet moan he was rewarded with made it all worth it. The strangeness of the position didn't matter much as he continued sliding slowly in and out of Harry. It didn't take long for Harry to become hard and it was easier for him to loosen up when his pleasure had him so relaxed. With Harry more comfortable, Severus picked up his pace a bit, sliding in and out of Harry with more ease and slightly increased speed. A sharp intake of breath and a loud moan assured Severus when he found Harry's prostate. "Yessssss," Harry hissed when Severus hit that spot again. While he wasn't speaking Parseltongue (as Severus could understand him), he certainly sounded more snakelike than anyone else…Only the Dark Lord could manage such a tone while speaking, and while it was menacing in the Dark Lord, it was completely sexy in his younger lover.

Encouraged by the hissing and moaning, Severus picked up his pace more, tightening his fingers in the sheets beneath him and gripping Harry's manhood more firmly. "Ssssss…Severussss-ssssssss!" Harry hissed pleadingly. "Fuck…bloody…oooh shite. God…Sev'russsss…"

There was something so incredibly attractive about having such a vocal lover. Whereas most men Severus had been with had been too proud to allow such pleading noises to escape them, Harry was lost entirely to his ecstasy, a knowledge that spurred Severus further. The way that Harry's body hugged him so closely was amazing…He had never felt more welcome, more amazing anywhere else. He had never wanted someone so much or taken such pleasure from anyone. And he had never felt more loved or more safe than as he thrust into Harry's body…A strange feeling to have during sex, he thought, but not entirely unwelcome or bad.

"C-can you k-kisssssssss me?" Harry asked.

Severus just nodded and leaned down, pressing his lips against Harry's. Kissing in the middle of sex? Unheard of to Severus, though it seemed all too natural with Harry, even from such an unpleasant position. Even to Severus it was uncomfortable, so he could only imagine how it must feel to Harry. Still…He enjoyed those warm, wet lips beneath his own and the loud moan Harry gave against his mouth. Severus then moved his mouth to suck gently on the side of Harry's neck again, pleased by the results.

Harry's arms swung wildly a moment before they grasped at Severus's back, short nails digging hard into his flesh. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Harry chanted repeatedly and Severus raised his head just in time to stare down into Harry's face as he came. He could feel the member throbbing in his hand, could feel the wetness of Harry's release on his hand and his chest. He stared, transfixed, as Harry's head threw back and he cried out his pleasure loudly before slumping down against the bed, panting. Severus released Harry's softening prick and placed it on the other side of his body, thrusting a bit harder and a bit faster into him, chasing his own pleasure until his orgasm finally hit, rocking through his body as he came inside of Harry, staring directly into those almond-shaped green eyes as he did so.

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For a few minutes the lovers caught their breath and held one another close. They didn't want to part, but Severus decided a shower was in order and they showered together, offering lazy kisses and caresses while warm water washed over them. They even took careful time to dry one another off before reluctantly dressing for the day. Finally they wandered into the living room to find Christmas treats set up on the coffee table and tons of presents beneath the tree. Severus sat calmly on the couch and poured himself a glass of wine while Harry eagerly went to the tree. He had lots of presents and had to dig through them a moment before pulling out a present wrapped in shiny green paper and wrapped with shiny red ribbon and a big bow. He brought it over to Severus, grinning as the man raised his eyebrow.

"You didn't think I wouldn't get you something, did you?" Harry asked with a laugh.

"I didn't think about it," Severus said slowly, eying the gift uncertainly.

"This is where you open it," Harry said with a grin.

"I bloody well know what to do with a gift, Potter," Severus snapped, hesitantly taking the box and setting it in his lap. He carefully unwrapped it and Harry sat beside him, struggling to sit calm where he was. He was more interested in Severus opening his gift than he was opening anything anyone had gotten for him. He had spent a lot of time thinking of what to get for Severus and was anxious to see if he liked them or not.

Finally, after what felt like forever, the wrapping was on the floor and Severus was opening the box. He stared into it for a moment and Harry felt like his heart was in his throat. He watched and waited as Severus pulled the first book out of the box. The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe. "Mione said he wrote a lot of dark and creepy stuff, so I thought you might like it," Harry explained, grinning as Severus snorted and rolled his eyes, setting the book aside as he reached in to pick up the next. Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire. "Erm…I read some reviews on it and it seemed like something you might like…I dunno, really, I'm not much of a book person, but yeah," Harry said nervously as Severus put it aside and reached for the next book. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien with The Fellowship of the Ring, The Two Towers, and The Return of the King right under it. "I…umm…heard those were really good," Harry explained, wanting to scream at Severus to say something so that Harry would know if he had done decently or not.

Beneath the pile of books by Muggle authors were those Wizarding ones he felt more confident with. Mainly they were books by Severus Augusten, Audra White, and Emmett Greer. "I umm…I know you already have some, but they seemed kind of worn and…I know you like them so I got you some of their books that you didn't have. I wasn't sure if you didn't have them for a reason or not but I got them all anyway." It was a lot of books, Harry realized, and he felt more uncertain than ever. "Would you say something already?" Harry finally snapped, growing more impatient.

"I…" Severus said, still holding the last book in his hands. "This is…a very wonderful gift, Harry," Severus assured him, looking extremely uncomfortable. He began putting the books back into the box.

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Really," Severus said with a snort. "They are very thoughtful and very…I…Well I look forward to reading them all."

"Good," Harry said with a relieved smile.

"Now, go open your gifts and let me get started," Severus said, shooing Harry off to the tree. Severus held one of Audra White's books, My Lost Salvation, in his hands, though he didn't open it and instead watched Harry. Harry opened a new sweater from the Weasleys, a newly released Defense book from Hermione, chocolate from Remus, rock cakes from Hagrid, a wireless music system and old music from Sirius, and a set of nice and expensive robes from Draco with a book about gay sex tucked into one of them.

"I don't see why you need that when you have me to teach you," Severus said, rolling his eyes, causing Harry to grin.

"It at least has pictures and stuff I can wank to when you're not available," Harry teased, earning a glare from Severus.

"Looks like you missed one from your elf friend," Severus said, nodding behind the tree. Harry grabbed it and unwrapped a canvas painting of very strange figures that was apparently supposed to be Severus and Harry kissing, according to the back of it. Severus only raised his eyebrow when Harry told him. "Perhaps we should kiss for your little friend and show him how it's supposed to look."

"That could lead to other things and I'd rather not scar Dobby for life," Harry laughed.

"It would be fine. I doubt either one of us could keep it up with that thing staring at us," Severus said.

"Dobby is not a thing, he's…Dobby," Harry corrected him.

"Indeed," Severus said and after a moment cleared his throat and nodded to the tree. "You missed one."

Frowning, Harry got on his stomach and looked under the tree, reaching out and pulling a small box into his lap. It was wrapped in shiny silver paper with For the Brat written in black ink on the top. Harry grinned up at Severus. "You didn't think about me getting you anything, but you thought about it enough to get me something?"

"Shut up and open it," Severus snapped.

Grinning, Harry ripped at the paper eagerly and opened the small box. Inside was a flat piece of metal that didn't look like much until Harry dumped it into the palm of his hand. Harry's eyes widened when he realized what it was…Or what the design was, at any rate. In gold was the figure of a lion with rubies for eyes and wrapped around him in some strange embrace was a snake of silver with emeralds for eyes. There was a small gold circle over the lion's head that looked like something could be put through it. Across the lion and the snake the word Invictus was engraved.

Severus cleared his throat. "Should I ever need to change the password to my rooms, it will appear there…So you will know," he explained. "You can put it on a keychain or a necklace or anything you wish. I thought it might be more convenient, rather than having to go through all of the trouble to let you know the new one."

"This is great! Thanks!" Harry said excitedly, turning the thing over in his hands. The back continued the design, showing the back of the lion and the other side of the snake. Even without the bonus of being able to have the password to Severus's quarters easily (he'd no longer have to worry about Severus changing it to avoid him…at least he hoped it would work that way and Severus couldn't make the charm suddenly stop), but it was a cool looking pendant that Harry thought represented them very well. On first glance it might look like the snake was squeezing the life out of the lion, but Harry figured it was a warm, loving embrace. Either way it worked, Harry thought with amusement. He picked up the box and found a small metal piece inside that he held up.

"I can transfigure that into whatever you wish to put the pendant on," Severus explained.

Harry wanted to argue that he could do it, but he didn't think it would be good to try if he failed. "I could probably put it on a chain and use it as a necklace for now," Harry said after a minute, picking them up and carrying them over to Severus. He took them both and transfigured the metal piece into a long silver chain and he took the pendant and attached it and handed the new necklace to Harry who eagerly put it on. "It's great, really. I love it."

"That's…good," Severus said. "We should probably go to breakfast soon."

"You'll get better at this relationship stuff eventually," Harry said teasingly, noticing how uncomfortable Severus was with many things, including all of this Christmas stuff.

Severus huffed. "I don't know what you're talking about."

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It was a bit disappointing to have to be away from Severus, but he did want to spend time with his friends and he knew he had to be seen outside of the dungeons now and then. He was one of the first ones in the Great Hall (he was a bit surprised by how early they had apparently woken up) and was halfway through his eggs when Hermione showed up, looking dazed and confused as she sat down.

"You okay?" Harry asked after he swallowed his food.

"I…I think so," Hermione said.

"Did something happen?" Harry asked, eyebrows furrowed. He remembered Draco had carried Hermione to Gryffindor Tower last night and that he would wake her up when they got there. Could something have happened then?

"You let Draco take me to bed last night," Hermione accused, glaring at him. "And when he woke me up I might have…Kissed him."

"Oh," Harry said, trying to figure out if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but Hermione didn't seem to really know herself. "That's…"

"Horrible," Hermione said, though she didn't seem totally convinced herself. "Harry, this was the same time last year that Ron asked me out! And he's…It's just…it's wrong! Isn't it?"

Harry stuffed another forkful of eggs into his mouth and chewed carefully while he tried to quickly find out what to say. "Erm…I dunno, Mione. I mean…Remember what you told me? This summer?" Harry said. "You told me to keep trying with Severus because I loved him and mentioned how you and Ron had wasted so much time together…And if I really loved him, to not give up on him," Harry reminded her. "So…uh…If you care about him then…then I don't see why it's a problem. Ron really loved you, you know? He'd want you to be happy, Mione…Even if it is with Draco," Harry said. "I mean, he wouldn't be happy at first, but in the end…He'd only want was best for the both of us. You know?"

"I…Do you think so, Harry?" she asked, a hint of hopefulness leaking into her tone.

"I…Yeah," Harry said finally. Ron would probably flip his lid if he knew Hermione was interested in Draco. He tended to overreact big time, but…Harry truly believed that eventually Ron would be glad that Hermione was happy. "He'd be really upset if he thought you weren't happy and…well, you're not happy. So…Just give it a chance and stop worrying so much."

"I…Well," Hermione said, looking thoughtful. "I'll think about it, then."

"Okay," Harry said with a smile. He had to admit, he hoped Hermione would just give in and be with Draco. Harry knew they both had feelings for each other and he just wanted them both to be happy…and it would make things easier on him if his two best friends were getting along and comfortable with each other. "Did he get you anything?"

Hermione was quiet for a minute before answering. "I wasn't sure if I should wear them or not," she confessed, face turning a bit pink. She pulled a small purse into her lap and pulled out two jewelry boxes. She placed them in Harry's lap who flipped the lid of the first and his eyes grew wide. It was an expensive looking sparkling necklace made of diamonds and rose sapphires. Harry whistled. "Capturing the heart of a rich bloke really does pay off," he teased, handing the necklace back to her and opening the second. It was a beautiful cuff bracelet made of intricate designs and had the same diamonds as the necklace with a few rose sapphires scattered here and there.

"I do not like him for his money," Hermione said indignantly, stuffing them back into her purse.

"I didn't mean it like that, Mione," Harry sighed. "I just mean…Malfoys give expensive gifts. You should see the robes he got me. I have no idea when I'll ever wear them."

"Probably a nice occasion," Hermione said stiffly.

"Mione," Harry sighed, shaking his head. "If you don't want them just give them back."

Hermione didn't say anything and the two friends ate in tense silence. Just a few minutes later, they were joined by Draco who sat on Hermione's other side.

"Happy Christmas," Draco said warily.

"Happy Christmas," the other two echoed.

"Seems Severus made it back alright," Draco said, looking back at the Head Table.

"Yeah, he did," Harry said, trying not to grin.

"Did you have a nice Christmas morning together?" Hermione asked.

Harry coughed. "Erm…Yeah."

Hermione and Draco raised an eyebrow.

"We…erm…had sex when he got back," Harry admitted, grinning when their eyes grew wide and Hermione gasped sharply. "And again after we woke up."

To his surprise, Draco didn't say anything, though he looked like he wanted to. It took a minute for Harry to remember Draco's dare.

"How was it?" Hermione asked.

"It was…Painful…But it ended up good," Harry said, feeling uncomfortable again. "Bloody amazing, actually."

Hermione let out a small squeal. "Ooh that's so…exciting!"

"Mhm," Harry said, grinning and leaning over to look at Draco. "Anything to add?"

"Go to hell, Potter," Draco grumbled.

"Don't worry, your twenty four hours will be up soon," Harry told him with a grin.

"Just another five hours," Hermione told him with a smile.

Draco groaned. "You are both awful, awful people."

"That's not a nice way to talk to your friends, Draco," Harry told him.

"Screw you," Draco grumbled.

Harry turned to Hermione. "Does that count?"

"Hmmm," Hermione said with a smile.

Draco glared at them.

Hermione giggled and just looked at him for a minute, looking like she wanted to say something before changing her mind and looking away. Draco shot her an odd look and Harry nudged her. It was so obvious she liked him…She needed to do something about it. Hermione blushed, but held her head high. "You know, Draco…Kissing…That doesn't count against the bet, you know."

Draco smirked. "I figured not after last night."

Hermione glared at him. "Yes, well-"

She was cut off as Draco leaned in to kiss her deeply, standing up and pulling her with him so that the entirety of the Great Hall could see them. Maybe there weren't many people around, but it was a very public declaration of their feelings. Harry wouldn't be surprised if the whole school knew about it before they even came back from the holidays.

Harry just grinned at them, ignoring the muttering and whispering around them. "It's about bloody time."

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