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Death Eater Takes a Holiday	By : LeeLeePotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 42271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5: Cram Tuesday

'Cram Tuesday' started right after breakfast. Ron and Harry
took over the largest table in the common room and got started. Severus
wandered around looking for something to do. He held the door open for a girl
at the library who stuttered her thanks. Two Hufflepuff boys talking over a
book of Quidditch Through the Ages
had burst out laughing; one had caught his eye and quickly apologized for the
disruption. They all walked on eggshells while he was around. It was annoying.
Seeing he was near the kitchen Sev decided to ask Dobby how often he had to
restock the potions for Harry. The elf was hesitant to answer, but knew that
since he was the potions maker, Snape would probably know this as his usual
self. It was only about once a month, but had been more around the time of� and
that was all the elf would say before he started hitting his head on the prep
table in the kitchens.

"Master Dumbledore says I can't tell you of the
terrible things." Sev ducked out so the elf would stop hurting himself.

Later in the day, in the Great Hall, Severus didn't realize
that Filius had been speaking to him at lunch; he was disappointed Harry hadn't
shown up to eat. It also annoyed him that the younger students, the few there
were, seemed panicked every time he was around. He was pulled from his musings
when he realized the voice talking to him wasn't Filius any longer, but Albus
Dumbledore.

"How is your holiday going, Severus?" Albus said
with a soft smile.

"Okay, good I guess." Severus answered a lot less
confidently than he'd wanted, earning him a questioning look from the elder
wizard. Sometime after lunch Severus took a walk and found himself at the side
of the lake he had been with Harry. After some time he noticed someone walking
slowly in his direction. A long white beard was easily made out from a
distance. When he was close enough Sev raised his head up in greeting.

"Headmaster."

"Hello Severus, may I sit?" he asked politely, but
didn't wait for the answer, transfiguring a daisy in to a big cushion.
"This seems like the perfect place to come and think," said Albus
looking across the pond.

"Or not think at all," Severus said, seemingly to
himself. "That's just what Harry said about this place." The older
wizard looked slightly surprised by the statement but didn't comment on it.
"What was the point of this holiday Sir?"

"I thought that was fairly obvious. This is a time for
you to spend away from your daily stress and to rejuvenate you, so when you go
back you can handle things with a fresh outlook. You may not remember the
others, but they are associates of yours in several areas, such as your job,
organizations and the like. It may benefit you to see them in a new light, thus
improving your working relationship."

Severus thought about that for a moment. Of course he had
had that all explained to him the first day, except the co-worker part.

"So playing a game of Chess with Filius is going to
improve our relationship on Monday when we're our old selves again?"

"Is it your relationship with Filius that's troubling
you?" Severus sighed at the Headmaster�s question. He hated that the man
could see right through him.

"Did you see Harry's face when you introduced me?"
Albus nodded, the twinkle in his eye faded a little. "It's just great that
Ron has a new chess partner; everybody likes Filius. What's the point in flying
around the quidditch pitch with Harry if we�re going to go back to hating each
other on Monday?"

"Why are you so sure you'll hate each other on Monday,
when you can�t honestly say that you're sure you hated him before?"

"Are you kidding? It took me half the night to convince
him I wouldn't kill him next Monday. I even put it in writing." Albus
smiled, which was only served to annoy Sev more.

"So Harry knows who you are, and yet he still spent
half the night talking with you? That doesn't sound like someone who hates
you." He hated to admit it, but Albus seemed to have a point.

"I guess not. We did have fun once we abandoned the
chess game for �" Severus stopped short remembering that Harry was still a
student and would get into trouble for being out after curfew.

"For what?" asked Albus, sounding amused. When Severus
blushed the Headmaster got concerned. "For what, Severus?" he
repeated a little more firmly. Severus looked up sheepishly, knowing he
couldn't lie.

"We snuck out with an invisibility cloak, and�nicked
food from the kitchens." He finished, suddenly finding a blade of grass
fascinating. He missed the relieved look on the older man�s face.

"Monday will come, Severus. When it does, if you don't
hate him, tell him. If you find that your hatred is so strong well� at least he
has it in writing that you won't kill him." Severus' head sprung up in disbelief.

"I would never hurt Harry!" said Severus
adamantly. Albus stood up; the daisy was already returned to its shape.

" That I've known for years," Albus said
with a smile and returned to thstlestle, leaving the young Severus to his
thoughts.

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Severus sat in the Great Hall, brooding. The teenage Minerva
giggled while talking to a strange girl with yellow eyes. Was it Hooch? Sev
gave them a menacing glare when they giggled even more and pointed at the boys
now entering for dinner. How dare they check out Harry, although it seemed like
Hooch was checking out Minerva. Minerva paid no attention, her eyes were on the
boys, no, men. He knew his possessiveness toward Harry was unjust, but his
teeth clenched nonetheless.

Dinner was relatively uneventful. Harry was polite to
Minerva, but it was obvious to Sev and perhaps Ron that he was uncomfortable.
Harry gave in to the lesser of two evils and spoke to the young Ravenclaw next
to him. The third year had been trying to speak with Harry since he unpacked in
the Gryffindor tower.
When dinner had near ended, Ron asked a few people if they
had wanted to get up a quidditch game. Harry seemed very interested to see how
the Hooch girl flew. Filius and the giant were going also. The physical
dynamics of either of them on a broom was beyond him. Severus thought, Hagrid,
the big one, is only going for supervision. It was apparent the girls had spent
most of the time apart from them. It didn't matter in the least to Sev, since
Ron hadn't asked him along with the others.

As the plates cleared Ron and Hooch declared themselves
captains and were heading out the door discussing whom they wanted on their
teams. Harry jumped up to join them. Sev didn't look up, convincing himself he
didn't care. A few moments later he was surprised to feel a warm hand on his
shoulder.

"You're coming flying, aren't you Sev?" Severus
looked up to see the inviting green eyes smiling at him. Albus Dumbledore
raised a goblet to his lips. He smiled, listening to the banter as the two
left. "You better hope you�re on my team Sev, come what may on Monday,
because today I'm going to kick your ass."

"We'll see about that," said Severus

Albus continued to smile, a twinkle in his blue eyes. Harry
would be graduating soon, and most likely join the Order. It would do well if
he and Severus were friends.

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Severus woke with a start. He couldn't remember his dream,
assuming it was part of the memory adjustment. He didn't remember sleeping so
well in a very long time. A quick glance around proved Filius asleep. On his
way to the loo Severus noticed the fire was bright in the common room. He
smiled when he found Harry asleep on the couch. He looked so peaceful when he
slept without nightmares. For a long time Sev watched him sleep, thinking how
he looked without his glasses. He was beautiful.

Looking around for where Harry's glasses were, not wanting
to step on them, he found them on the table with an assortment of parchments
and a potion book. Harry must not have finished during 'cram Tuesday' as he'd
planned. Having been quite good in Potions class himself, Sev read through the
essay.

Harry woke up to the scratching of a quill on parchment.

"What are you doing?" Severus turned, surprised he
didn't notice Harry wake.

"I hope you don't mind, I was reading your essay."
Harry smiled at the irony in that. "It's very good but� well no offence,
it probably won�t get you an A." Harry fought the urge to tell him he
hadn't ever gotten an A in Potions. "There's a few ingredients you should
have included in the list of items that could be used in the same type of
potions here, and�" Severus riffled thouge pae parchments "you could
have mentioned the effect monkshood would have, too."

Severus noticed Harry hadn't spoken, but was smiling; that
was a good sign. "I wrote up an extra paragraph that would cover it."
Harry looked astonished. Sev had helped him with his Potions essay. He couldn't
let him, but it was nice of him anyway.

"Um. Thanks, you didn't have to. I don't know if I
should�" Harry trailed off. Severus grinned at him.

"Why not? I know it was my idea to get the food the
other day, but you were no stranger to the kitchens, if I remember correctly.
Don�t try to tell me you're afraid of breaking the rules." Harry nearly
choked. "You said your other friend, the one Ron likes, is very smart.
Doesn't she help you?"

"Actually she would never let us copy off her, but she
does make suggestions as to what we could do to improve our work." Harry
read the paragraph Sev wrote. "She'd never let us put something in if we didn't
really understand it," said Harry, pointing to the parchment. "I
don't even know what that one is."

Severus explained the items in the list that Harry didn't
know, and what the effects were in relation to the topic of the essay. Harry
enjoyed seeing how animated Sev became when talking about something he was
interested in. It occurred to Harry that this really was Severus Snape. It was
suddenly hard to separate Sev from Severus. Harry enjoyed being with him and
wondered if Severus had changed so very much growing up, or was it that it
didn't know the man at all? It was most likely a little of both. Maybe he
wouldn't kill him after all. There's that damn hope again. Harry
thought. Harry didn't protest when Sev charmed the additional paragraphs onto his
essay.

Sev sat next to Harry on the couch; they talked about the
quidditch they had played with the others and for a while just sat watching the
fire. Harry looked over to find Sev looking back. Harry gave him a sleepy
smile. Sev in turn gave him a kiss, or tried, but Harry backed away.
"Sorry," said Harry apologetically.

"I must be a real bastard."

Harry had no idea what to say. It was only last week that he
would have agreed with him. Now what did he think? If he was going to say
anything, it had better be soon.

Too late. Sev stood up when Harry's lack of response
confirmed it.

"Good night, Harry" Severus walked up the stairs
to the dorm rooms, ignoring Harry's calls for him to wait.
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