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The Third Time is a Charm	By : ladyedgecombe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own the HP Universe. I admire. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I don’t make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back

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The Third Time is a Charm

09/12/09

Summary:

A child was born to return the pureblood ways of long ago, what would you do to save him? His inheritance stolen and his friends are traitors who can he turn to? Strangers appear - friend or foe? Warn-language, child abuse, M/M SS/HP AD/RW/HG bashing

Explicit sex scenes, Severus will be VERY OOC and a host of other characters.

Disclaimer: I do not own or have interest in any of the Harry Potter universe. I admire J. K. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I do not make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while and I promise to return them when I am finished.

Chapter 6: The Night Visitor Returns

Severus and Harry were sleeping peacefully, wrapped together as if they were one. Harry was curled into Severus' side with his leg crossed over the older man's and his head resting on a lean but strong chest, comforted by the strong heart beat. The quiet rhythm drumming out a regular tattoo, or summons, calling Harry to stay with him and keeping him focused on the wonder of being together chasing the nightmares into the shadows.

The older of the soul mates had his arms wrapped around the younger, holding him firmly around his shoulders, unconsciously reveling in the slight weight against his side and chest. The warmth from the other body suffused itself into his heart and he knew, even in his sleep, that he desperately wanted to share a lifetime with this young man. He knew he didn't deserve it and at the same time he knew he could not keep his heart closed off from this young man, his young mate. For the first time in over twenty years, in spite of the machinations of the old coot, he could allow himself to hope for better things. He heaved a small but nonetheless contented sigh and pulled Harry a little closer curving his body slightly into Harry's as if to silently protect him from the shadows and terrors of the night.

While they were sleeping, a fog came from the outer recesses of their minds. The young woman appeared to them while they were in the sitting room. She looked fondly upon Severus as he was lazily perched in his favorite chair with Harry in his favorite position on Severus's lap. Harry was resting his cheek against the crook of the older man's neck; he felt like the spot was made just for him since it was perfect for his height. Severus' arm around his waist was the icing on top of the cake.

She had been coming all week but was not sure the connection was successful. The young woman wanted them to remember her and trust her, it was vital to her plan. If they did not trust her when she arrived, she didn't know how to save the situation.

"Severus," she said to get his attention; her voice was slightly lyrical and made the man feel surrounded with love and affection. "I will be coming soon to help save him. Please trust me to help you with the current suffering that is so much a part of your lives. He will need both of us to survive and succeed." Severus noticed this time that her eyes were very familiar, so like Lily's and yet her hair was jet black and straight, hanging down her back past her waist, looking so silky it could have been a waterfall cascading over her shoulders. "Please remember me, Severus." She repeated, "The third time is a charm that can only be used once and I will need your help to save the child."

"What child?" Severus asked the woman, but she was already fading away. The connection was not holding any longer and he was confused. She was not anyone he ever remembered meeting, but she had seemed so familiar. He began fighting the deep sleep he was in so he could think about the dream. He needed to write it down so he could analyze the different aspects of the vision to understand it further. As he started to wake up, he tried to keep as still as possible so as not to awake Harry too. His beryl eyed brat was sleeping so soundly and dreadfully needed that sleep, that he was reluctant to make even the slightest move for fear of disturbing him.

Little did he know, but Harry was having his own dream at the same time.

"Harry," she said to get his attention. "I will come when you need me most. Please, Harry, know that you can trust me for I have been sent to help you. The time is drawing closer but you must trust me and let me help. The third time is a charm that can only be used once." She looked straight into Harry's eyes and said again, "It is imperative that you remember that I was sent to help." Harry saw her eyes look familiar, almost like his, actually exactly like his but her long hair was silky and black as ink. At first he thought she was his mother, but that couldn't be right. Although she looked similar, she did not have the right hair and there were subtle differences from his mother. Her eyes though were full of honesty and love. He didn't know where the woman came from but she seemed to be someone he could trust. He was being filled with the same sensation he felt when Severus held him in his arms.

Harry was climbing out of his deep sleep about the same time as Severus. They each woke simultaneously and blinked away the sleep from their eyes, while wondering what time it was. It was still dark in the bedroom but, of course, they were in the dungeons beneath the castle and away from the light. Severus very gently pulled his arm away from the warmth at his side to reach for his wand on the bedside table.

"Tempus," he whispered as silently as he could, still fuzzy with sleep or he probably would have remembered he could have done the spell silently. The numbers in the air read three in the morning.

Harry stirred slightly at his side and murmured sleepily, "What time's it?" But even as he said it, he snuggled back into Severus' warmth.

"It is three in the morning, love." Severus mumbled an answer as he put his arm back around Harry. Sleep trying to overtake him once more. "I didn't mean to wake you, go back to sleep." Even as he said that he knew he should record the dream. He remembered it this time, although he didn't know exactly what it meant. For the first time since Harry started to find out about the treachery of Dumbledore and his friends, Severus didn't feel as if he had to protect Harry all on his own. He 'didn't know who the young woman was or where she came from, but he did know she radiated honesty and affection for the two soul mates. He felt it with every fiber of his being.

"Woke up Sev, had a dream. A woman, need to trust her, something about a third time charm and saving me. Don't remember anything else and don't know who she is, but she has eyes like mine. Now, go back to sleep." Harry mumbled as he was still foggy from sleep but he at least got the words out to let Severus know why he woke. It was the first time in a long time he had dreamt anything pleasant and felt hope in his heart.

Severus pulled Harry closer in his arms and gently rubbed his chin on Harry's head, "I know Harry," he said. "I had that dream too." They each sighed softly; back in their original positions and let the dream lull them back to sleep.

Severus was the first to hear the loud buzzing noise the next morning. At first he didnï¿½t realize what it was as he rarely ever slept until the alarm went off. In fact he could not remember the last time that happened. He very slowly extricated himself away from Harry so he could call for breakfast in the next room before the young man woke up.

Severus used the floo in the sitting room to call the kitchens for a small breakfast. He didnï¿½t tell them he had a visitor, as they always sent enough food for four people even when he was alone. When the food arrived he went into the bedroom to wake Harry. The rest of the students would be rising in about an hour and he wanted to get him out of there before he was missed, if he wasnï¿½t missed already.

Severus stopped at the doorway and gazed at the man sleeping in his bed. Harry had cuddled up with his arms around Severusï¿½s pillow and snuggled back into the bedclothes. He could wake up to this sight for the rest of his life and he knew it was more than just a wish. It was a desire that had infiltrated his heart and took root at the deepest levels of his being. How Harry had managed to worm his way into the depths of his soul so quickly, he would never know, but that was his Harry.

Now, how to wake the boy wonder, Severus smiled and stealthily walked over to the bed and looked down to see the lush black lashes against the pale skin of the high cheekbones that reminded him of Lily. When he really thought about it, Harry looked like Lily a lot more than James; he only had inherited his fatherï¿½s hair and poor eyesight. The older man bent over and barely brushed his lips against Harryï¿½s eyes. Then he brushed his lips against the young manï¿½s cheek, then his lips. ï¿½Harry,ï¿½ he spoke softly, ï¿½its time to wake up, love.ï¿½

ï¿½Hmmhï¿½ï¿½ was the only response he received. Severus smirked and started to pull the covers away from the sleepy young man in the bed with a firm tug.

ï¿½Hmmh, no, coldï¿½ï¿½ he made a garbled response while turning over and cuddling on the other side with his arms still around the pillow and pulling the covers to wrap around him. At least he was starting to say whole recognizable words if not a complete sentence yet. Severus pulled a little harder on the covers and repeated ï¿½Harryï¿½, this time a little louder, ï¿½its time to wake up. Come on love.ï¿½

Now Severus had a good view of his soul mateï¿½s pouty lips and could not resist. They often kissed when alone but the older man now was having a hard time staying away from that mouth. Suddenly it hit him like a kick in the stomach, he wanted Harry, desperately. He took a deep breath, retaining control over his hormones, and tried to wake Harry again.

ï¿½Come on love, you need to wake up and have breakfast.ï¿½ He decided a new tactic was needed. ï¿½Potter, get out of that bed!ï¿½ he shouted in his ear. Harryï¿½s eyes shot open and he looked at Severus. For a minute he didnï¿½t understand why Severus was waking him up, and then he remembered yesterday. He sat up in the bed and blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes with the heel of his palm and looked at Severus.

ï¿½Mornin,ï¿½ he mumbled, still trying to take in his surroundings. ï¿½Bathroom?ï¿½ Severus smirked at the obviously befuddled young man and said, ï¿½Itï¿½s this way.ï¿½ He led Harry to the bathroom that the young Gryffindor had used at least a dozen times before but couldnï¿½t seem to find now. Severus pushed Harry through the bathroom door and told him there was an extra toothbrush in the cabinet. As he closed the door, Severus heard the shower going and knowing Harry would be a while before he finished, he placed a warming charm on the breakfast at the table.

It was fifteen minutes later when Harry emerged from the steamy bathroom. Clad in the clothes he had worn yesterday that Severus had used a cleaning charm on and left in the bathroom for him to wear. He grinned at Severus when he entered the kitchen and sat down next to him at the table.

ï¿½Good morning, Severus.ï¿½ Harry said cheerfully. ï¿½How are you this morning?ï¿½

ï¿½Good morning, Harry.ï¿½ Severus replied. ï¿½Not a morning person?ï¿½

ï¿½Actually, I had a strange dream last night and had a hard time waking up. Usually I get up before all the others in the dorm and have my shower before they even stir from their beds.ï¿½

Severus knew that was because he often awoke from nightmares, but Harry looked very well rested this morning and he was thankful for that. He hoped that his mate could get a few more nights like that at least for this week. Last week he looked like death and as if he had been punched with the dark circles under his eyes from the severe lack of sleep.

ï¿½Harry, I had breakfast brought here so we could go over the spell to check your food.ï¿½ Severus changed the subject abruptly, they were running out of time as the students were starting to wake up to have breakfast and get to the train. Today Harry was leaving on the train with the rest of the student body and Severus did not want him to be unprepared.

ï¿½You will have to eat breakfast in the Great Hall with the other students to throw off suspicions they might have about you missing. I want you to eat here so you donï¿½t have to eat much more than toast. You need to keep up pretenses when you are in the Great Hall but you donï¿½t know what might be in your food.ï¿½ Afterward Severus showed him the spell and they practiced it a few times until Severus was satisfied that Harry could do the spell correctly without any problem. ï¿½Now, donï¿½t eat anything on the train you didnï¿½t buy yourself and get from the trolley personally.ï¿½ The older man said as he was still worried about his young mate.

ï¿½You should probably sneak back into Gryffindor tower and then act as if you have been there the whole night. Did you ward your bed so everyone would think you were sleeping?ï¿½

ï¿½Of, course, but I bet Ron was upset when he went back to the dorm and found my bed curtains closed and he couldnï¿½t open them. Justice is a fine thing,ï¿½ a triumphant smirk twitched his lips in a half smile. Severus mirrored the smirk with a proud glint in his eyes; his soul mate was getting more and more Slytherin by the minute.

ï¿½Alright, as much as I wish it wasnï¿½t so, you need to get going but remember I will meet you at Kingï¿½s Cross this evening when the train arrives. You havenï¿½t forgotten what we discussed have you?ï¿½ Severus asked.

ï¿½No, I havenï¿½t forgottenï¿½ he answered. Harry stood up and collected his cloak so he could get through the halls without detection. Severus stood next to him and put an arm around him, stealing a kiss at the same time. The older man only meant the kiss to be a quick goodbye, but Harry started to respond like never before and opened his mouth inviting Severus to explore his mouth. Within seconds a fire was blazing between the two and Severus took the kiss deeper. The taste of Harryï¿½s mouth was heaven, a strange mixture of mint and the pastry that Harry had eaten earlier. This was not the time for this, he kept repeating in his head even as he was glorified that the kiss was started by Harry and that meant he must at least desire him on some level.

Severus eased out of the kiss a few minutes later, his heart pounding with the variety of emotions and adrenaline coursing through his veins. ï¿½Harry,ï¿½ he hoarsely said, ï¿½you have to go before I canï¿½t let you go.ï¿½

ï¿½Sounds good to me, I like it here with you,ï¿½ said the young man with a glazed, desire-ridden stare. Harry gave Severus another quick kiss and shrouded himself in the cloak to go out the door. ï¿½Okay, letï¿½s do this.ï¿½

When Severus opened the door to leave for the Great Hall, he left it open a little longer than usual so that Harry could slip out with him. Harry rushed up to Gryffindor tower and slipped into the common room as someone else was leaving, then ran up the stairs to his dorm. He unwarded his bed, threw the bed curtains open and headed for the bathroom. After splashing water on his face and hair and taking a towel so it looked as if he had just taken a shower, he walked back into the dorm room. Neville came through the door at the same time.

ï¿½There you are Harry, we were wondering if you were going to wake up.ï¿½

ï¿½Sorry Neville.ï¿½ Harry said, his muffled voice coming from under the towel as he dried his hair. ï¿½Nightmares you know; about Siriusï¿½ didnï¿½t want to disturb you guys so I warded my bed with silencing charms. I didnï¿½t mean to worry you.ï¿½

ï¿½No worries, Harry. Come on, letï¿½s go get some breakfast.ï¿½ Neville replied going with Harry to the Great Hall.

Finally everyone was on the train and off to Kingï¿½s Cross Station in London. Harry stayed quiet as Neville, Ginny, Luna and Ron sat in the compartment. Neville discretely told Ron that Harry was still upset about his godfather and was having nightmares so most everyone else left him alone. Harry did remember to mention his relatives were busy and a neighbor was picking him up from the station.

Harry, for the most part, spent his time thinking about Severus and the kiss this morning. Then he spent some time thinking about the conversations he eavesdropped on and what the others had said about him. Then he started to think about his dream, he remembered some of the dream but not all of it. He tried to remember more but the dream kept eluding him at the back of his mind. He thought Severus said something about having the same dream; maybe they could talk about it later. As this thought went through his mind he thought about the kiss once more and started the whole routine over again.

Before he knew it, they were arriving in London and it was time to leave the train. Harry hoped that he would be able to recognize Severus. They didnï¿½t have much time to discuss how he would be disguised.
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