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Chapter 5 : The Second Person

�What's gotten into me? What the hell has gotten into
me?� murmured Severus in litany after the departure of his student.

He was so crazy with desire that he wasn't able to
concentrate on Potter's questions, and what did he get? Yes! Extra tutoring,
and with whom? Yes! With Potter himself. Mister cute-little-arse in person...

Bad luck.

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Harry was angrier with himself today, then the day
when he had told to his cousin that the Terminators had turned up suddenly at
Surrey. He had wanted to frighten his cousin by saying that they were searching
for all boys named Dudley Dursley to erase them from the Earth. Dudley had
refused to say his own name for a month and a half and had jumped each time
someone rang the door�s bell. Harry had been punished severely for that�
especially when a policeman had come to give back the passport that Dudley had
lost.

�Bad luck!� exclaimed suddenly Harry, making a second
year girl who was watching him jump.

The young man passed her without being concerned about
her reaction and continued his way towards the Gryffindor tower. When he
arrived in the deserted common room, he walked straight towards the boys�
dormitories and entered in the seven year�s, slamming the door violently. He
was still furious.

�AH!� thought someone who had jumped at this
unexpected sound.

�Hey Harry, what�s wrong?� Seamus' voice asked
suddenly. He leaned his head so that Harry could see him behind the wardrobe�s
door he was hidden by.

�Sorry Seamus, I didn't know you were in here.�

�Not important� thought the young blond man who
shrugged.

�It�s not important but� tell me what�s wrong. You
seem furious. Was it Filch? Peeves?�

�No.�

�OK! Malfoy maybe!�

�Malfoy?�

Harry shook his head negatively.

�Snape?�

�Snape?�

Harry stayed still, not saying anything.

�OK! It�s him! That doesn't surprise me!� the Irish
said to himself, ironically.

�It�s Snape!� said Seamus, nodding firmly his head.
�What has he done again? Did he give you detention? Take points? Insult you,
yet again?�

�Extra work!� answered a reluctant Harry in a glum
voice. �He said that I needed �private lessons� so he's giving me that, and a
detention!�

�AH! Euuuurrk!�

�Ouch!� said the Irish boy while approaching Harry.
�Private lessons? But why? No one usually gets those."

�I dunno! I was just asking him some questions about
our next potion class. All I was talking about was the... potion� he said,
blushing. �And then, he said that he had already explained everything in class
and if I didn�t manage to follow, he would give me other lessons. I�m
disgusted!�

�Yeah, I understand! Poor Harry! What a git, that
teacher ! Can�t he leave him alone!�

�My poor Harry� sympathize Seamus, putting a hand on
the young man shoulder while adding promptly �Oh Merlin, you�re completely
tense.�

Seamus was squeezing the muscles of the raven-haired
boy who let escape a short and bitter snigger.

�I�ve some reason I think� he replied.

�Yes.�

�Wait! Sit down, I�ll give you a massage� proposed the
blond Gryffindor.

Harry let himself drop heavily on the edge of the bed.
His eyes seemed empty and his lips were pursed.

Seamus began his massage, his palms of his hands
squeezing firmly his dorm mate�s hard muscles.

�Poor Harry! Totally tensed! The greasy git is really
sadistic! I hate him!�

�Did he mention how many lessons you'd be having?
Maybe it's just once or twice.� he said.

�Or until the end of your schooling which would be
more probable, knowing Snape.�

�No, I don�t know. He didn�t clarify. I was out the
classroom before I had the time to ask him anything.�

�What an idiot!�

�Yeah, it doesn�t surprise me, coming from Snape�
answered Seamus who was still massaging Harry�s shoulders. �Can you unbutton a
little bit your robe? It�ll be easier for me.�

Harry did it, then took off his white t-shirt
underneath, revealing slightly tanned skin and a muscled, hairless torso.

�Mmmmm.�

At that sight, Seamus swallowed with difficulty and
returned to his massage.

Harry was still fulminating silently when he heard his
roommate�s voice echoed another time inside his head.

�Blimey, I�ve never noticed before how beautiful he
is! How did I not know he had such a gorgeous body?�

Harry opened his eyes wide, feeling the panic invading
him progressively.

�And� er- And he� Snape threw you out the classroom
like this��

�Blimey, his skin�s so soft. And his scent! He smells
so good! Calm down Seamus, calm down. Think of something else� anything else.�

�And your first lesson, when do you have it?�

Now, Harry could feel the other young man�s fingers
shaking on his naked skin. He knew that Seamus was trying to control his
emotions but, visibly, he didn�t manage to. Harry wasn�t very reassured and, in
the same time, slightly pleased. He didn�t really know what he wanted exactly.

�Next Monday!� he answered. �At 8:00 PM.�

�Monday� repeated the Irish boy in a whisper while he
was continuing to rub Harry�s shoulders that were still tensed. However,
sometimes, when the blond forgot himself, he stroked the soft and golden skin
with his finger�s tips before realizing what he was doing and massaged harder.

�So soft��

�Seamus, thanks for the massage� began Harry, trying
to free himself gently from his friend�s hands. But, Seamus kept him close.

�Wait, I�ve not finished. You�re still completely hard��

�Mmmmm.�

�Er- I wanted to say� completely tensed.�

Harry was uncomfortable. He knew that Seamus was
aroused and the light touches he was lavishing on him didn�t help Harry at all.
He could feel shivers running up and down his spine. He had to confess to
himself that he was still attracted to the blond.

�Merlin, he�s so gorgeous! And sensual. How could I be
so blind for such a long time ? If he hadn�t eaten his ice cream like that in
the Hall, I still wouldn't have noticed it. I was probably mad.�

So, it had been him, thought Harry. The second person,
which had been mentioned by Snape at this famous meal, was Seamus!

�Harry, I�� began the Irish young man with hope in his
voice. But he couldn�t continue his sentence as the door was opened on Ron,
Dean and Neville.

�Hey� said Dean. �Me too! I want to have a massage!�

�Me too� said Ron in his head while smiling to Harry
that he knew could hear him. �I see that you don�t get bored here.�

�No!� thought Seamus.

�No!� he responded, laughing. �My duties are given
exclusively at our precious seeker. "

�Just at him! Plus, I would like to touch him again�
Seeker. What a good pretext!� he continued silently.

�But it�s notr� ar� answered Dean, feigning a sulky
pout.

Dean was laughing inwardly. So were Ron and Neville.

�And for the keeper, does it also work?� teased Ron.

�Dunno. We can see� replied the Irish.

�Great!� thought the red haired boy. �Perhaps, I�ll
have one too.� He smiled again at Harry who was trying his best to give his
friend a real smile back.

�And for the team�s supporters?� added Dean who just
wanted to tease his best friend.

"Or the Hergy fgy fanatics?� smiled Neville in
his turn. �Taking care of the plants, although only a few inches off the
ground, makes my back suffer."

They all burst into laugher in their head and at loud�
except Harry, who was trying at his best to seem playful.

�Aaaahhh, but you want my death!� moaned Seamus.
�Alight, I surrender! No more massage!�

�But, I�ll do it another time to Harry� he completed
secretly.

Soon, the room was full of protest - everybody wanting
a massage - but Harry was glad of this interruption. He didn�t know what his
dorm mate had wanted to tell him but he wasn�t sure to want to hear it either.
The image of his potion master imposed on him and he felt a pinch in his heart
that he didn�t want to analyze. He was confused, lost in his own feelings. He
wanted some things that he didn�t want in the same time. It was paradoxical,
strange, and idiotic. He didn�t know anymore what he wanted.

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The weekend passed very quickly - the Saturday having
a Hogsmead visit - and soon, the first private lesson with Snape was
approaching quicker than Harry would have liked.

At dinner, Harry noticed that Malfoy was glancing at reg regularly, and those looks were speaking more than words. He knew exactly
what the Slytherin wanted and he sighed, half irritated, half resigned. Anyway,
Malfoy wasn't the only one he'd have to face.

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�Harry� whispered Ron. The red-haired boy was watching
Hermione who was discussing with her right neighbor. Ron didn�t want that she
heard what he wanted to ask to the raven-haired. �W. �What does he think,
Malfoy? You�ve heard some of his thoughts, right?�

�The most of the time, he's planning pranks to bother
everybody, particularly us.�

�And a few times, he's thinking of ways to get me in
his bed with him.� he continued but silently this time.

Ron shook his head and murmured �Doesn't surprise me!�
Then, he thought again for a moment and tilted his head up suddenly to ask:
�And Snape?�

Harry was opening his mouth without knowing what he
could say when Hermione turned her head towards them and said �So? What are you
talking about?�

�Quidditch!� lied Ron, blushing slightly.

ndifndif]>

�Again?� yapped the young woman, desperate. �Really, I
swear that�s all that�s on your brains!�

mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Ron told her something that Harry didn�t listen to. He
was much too worried by the extra potions lesson which would begin soon. What
could he do? And what would his teacher ask him to do?�

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8:00 PM!

Harry knocked to the door of Snape�s office with a
sigh. When he heard a cold, low voice telling him to enter, he opened the door
and stepped into the small room.

When he heard the door slam loudly behind him, he had
the feeling that it was a jail door, locking him inside this cell forever. He
felt like his freedom had just been whisked away, and had it handed over,
without pity, to his executioner. Because of these thoughts inside his head,
Harry shivered.

Harry and Severus both sighed inwardly.

�Now, we will see who is the strongest, Potter! This
time, I won�t be conned, and it will you who will be thrown!�

At Snape�s threatening thoughts, Harry shivered again,
more anxious than ever. His worry increased with every one of his professor�s
words.

�So Potter, because you didn�t understand it, we will
study and create the energizing potion tonight. All the ingredients are on this
table� he said, pointing his forefinger at an old desk where several
ingredients were shining in the dungeon lights. �Now, when we�re alone, you�ll
be able to show me your talents, Potter. By the end of this session, you will
understand why we use not one, but two cocks, how to correctly coat the length
of the stem with oil, how to squeeze the fig�s flesh just right, so that only
the correct amount of juice comes out, and of course, what to do for the potion
when you have nuts in your hands. If I�m such a talented teacher, I expect from
you to be an excellent apprentice.� the Potion�s Master took a breath, �So now
Mister Potter, I think it�s time to show me all of your talents.�

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The next chapter
: I can�t give you the title because I�m not sure that it is
correctly written.

Poor Severus! He�ll insult Harry and the boy will take
his revenge in the middle of his private lesson. Poor frustrated Severus who
will need another session of manual working. The questions are: Will he have a
cramp at his hand? And Will he ask for Harry�s help? You�ll see that in the
chapter 6. Lol.
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