Extreme Seduction | By : Elehyn1 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 34279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Now that Dean and Seamus
had been removed, Harry could finally relax in the Gryffondor’s common room or
up in the dormitory. The two boys had raged against everyone as they took their
leave. They hadn't wanted to depart from their Harry, but they had been forced
to move quickly and the password had been changed soon afterwards so they
couldn’t get back in.
Some rumours had made their
way into the ears of the entire school that Snape was in a very bad mood.
Nobody dared to approach him, except Dumbledore, who was very amused by the
sullen glare of the Potions Master that was sent his way and he bet with
Minerva McGonagall as to the meaning behind every scowl, growl or hiss.
Harry didn’t want to see
the Potions teacher, Draco... or Goyle, so he asked Ron if he would go down to
the kitchen and bring him back some food. Fortunately, it was Saturday and
there were no classes. He stayed in his House the whole day playing chess,
arguing and laughing with his friends on several different subjects except the
one about his attraction, reading books and doing his homework. He only left
the tower, escorted by Ron, to take a relaxing bath in the prefect’s bathroom.
They had perfected a
brilliant defensive system. He and Ron, with wands in the hand, walked down the
corridors until they arrived in front of the bathroom. There, Harry put up a
strong protection charm, unknown to a lot of wizards, to lock the door so that
Ron could go and do whatever he wanted. Harry could take his bath without being
harassed and when he was ready to leave, he used matching magical stones. With
his wand, he would cast a spell onto his stone heating it and turning it bright
green instead of its royal blue and would turn Ron’s stone purple, so his
friend would know to come back and escort Harry safely to the Gryffindor’s
tower.
These stones were a clever
invention of Fred and George Weasley, who had offered a stone each to Harry,
Hermione and of course, their brother and sister. Each stone would turn into
one of several different colours depending on which particular person you
wanted to communicate with. For Ginny, it was gold, Hermione red, Ron purple
and Harry green. They had had these stones for a year now and it was very
useful when they wanted to contact one of them, discreetly.
Harry was relaxing in his
warm bath. He knew that since Moaning Myrtle had fallen in love with one of the
merpeople and was now living in the lake, no one should disturb him. He felt
secure and the sensation of the warm water on his cold skin pleased him
infinitely. He smelled the perfume of the bath and played a little with the
foam. The warmth totally relaxed his aching muscles. He took a deep breath and
immersed himself in the water once, then twice. It was so good.
The third time with his
head under the water, he believed he heard a noice. He tensed up, lifted his
head and hair dripping with moisture, looked everywhere. There was a lot of
steam filling the room and couldn’t see the entire area. He stopped breathing
and listened closely... Nothing. He breathed out and laughed. He was beginning
to be paranoid.
He leaned his back against
the tub and closed his eyes. He was slowly starting to relax again when a voice
whispered in his ear, “You’re so beautiful when you’re naked.”
Harry straightened up and
screamed. His frightened gaze looked straight into onyx eyes, eyes that were
near Harry’s face, too near.
Snape was here, kneeling in
front of the tub, in front of his naked body. Harry tried desperately to hide
himself with the foam.
Thoughts were whirling
inside Harry’s brain. ‘How did he manage to get in? The door was locked by a
very strong spell. I don’t understand.’
Snape must have read the
questions in his student’s eyes because he said ironically, “I happen to know
some spells that you don’t, Harry.”
When he saw the fear
clouding the Gryffindor’s jade irises, he laughed maniacally.
“Get up... ” the boy
screamed.
Snape said quickly, "I
am already.”
“... and get out.” Harry
blushed as the words his Potions Master spoke entered his brain.
‘I can’t believe it!’ Harry
thought horrified, even if, after all he had suffered from his teacher these
last few days, he would think that he couldn't be amazed anymore. ‘He dares to
enter the prefect's bathroom. He dares to follow me and spy on me while I am in
my bath. In my bath! IN-MY-BATH!’
Unaware that he had
repeated those last three words aloud, he was stunned when he heard Snape say
to him in a sensual and low voice, eyes burning with pure desire, “Alright
Harry. If you insist.”
And the boy’s jaw dropped
as he saw the robe of the other wizard slide from sharp shoulders to reveal a
pale and entirely naked body. With a jubilant laugh, the enthralled Professstepstepped over the black material at his feet and entered quickly into the foam
and hot water.
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