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Harry's True Self	By : yaoiboydaisuke Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 42735 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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AN: I hold a lot of deep hatred for Lily for what she did to Snape o.o I could rant for days of what a bitch she was LOL Now that I have uploaded chapter 5, here is chapter 6! As an asexual female, I am constantly questioning if my sex scenes are good or not.

Harry awoke the next morning, his head was still reeling over what Snape had told him, Lily was his friend and turned against him for just one mistake? What did they really say about friendship? He didn't know how long they had been friends, but it was before she was with James, so it had to have been a long time. It was what he was doing wasn't it? Thinking about turning on his friends over his fathers identity? No, he wasn't the same, Ron and Hermione were acting weird, and they couldn't possibly know who his parents are, Dumbledore wouldn't risk it. He was in his right to not trust them, to be angry with them for how they treated him.
Placing his hands to his face, Harry took in a couple deep breaths, and climbed out of bed. The black haired fifteen year old walked to the great hall for breakfast, glancing over at the teachers table. Snape looked more annoyed than normal, Umbridge looked smug, and Dumbledore was no where to be seen. 'Not good...' Harry thought to himself, even if he was glad Dumbledore was missing, seeing Umbridge look so happy was unsettling. Eating at the table, he saw that Hermione and Ron looked very concerned, they had already been forced to have to sit away from each other. Umbridge walked up to the headmaster's pedestal, coughed into her hand, and placed her wand under her neck.
“Attention Hogwarts students!” The frog like woman called, using a spell to make her voice louder. “As of this moment, I, Dolores Umbridge, am your new headmistress.” the hall erupted in gasp and whispers. “Silence!” she shrieked, she then went on to say that if anyone was caught breaking the school rules, that Dumbledore was no longer there to protect them, that the man had abandoned them, that they would be expelled immediately. She ended her speech, smiling, and returned to sit with the other teachers, saying low for them to hear her. “You lot better be on your utmost behavior and teachings, or you all will be looking for a new job.” the professors all wished that the woman would just croak like the frog she looked like.
'Detention' time came around later that night, Umbridge believing Snape hated Harry felt no need to spy on them. In Severus' office it was sound proof, so no one heard Harry's screams, or Snape telling the boy it was alright, that the Dursley's were never going to touch him again. The man had accidentally entered Harry's memory of that day, he pulled Harry into his arms and tried to calm him down. “It's alright Potter...calm down, do you want to stop?”
Shaking and breathing in fast, his eyes filled with tears, Harry shook his head. “No, lets continue, I'm alright...I just have to remember their dead...I want this done with.” there was a small bit of white hair coming from Harry's roots in the middle of his hairline, Severus noticed, but continued the training. Harry tried to keep Snape out of his head, struggled to keep him from seeing all his memories, memories of the Dursley's other abuse from before the rape, Dudley's friends bullying him, and his fantasies about the older man. The boy failed every time, it went on for hours, before both were to exhausted to continue.
“....We will try again tomorrow.” Severus leaned back against his office desk, his shoulders slumping. “You were showing improvement in the last moment, I believe you will be to do it soon. You should head back to your room, detention can only last so long before that woman will come to see if you have returned to your room.”
“Sir, about the stuff you saw I...” Harry's face was red.
“What happened at the house Potter...it.” The man pinched the bridge of his nose. “It was bad judgment on my part, it can not happen again.”
“Because of who my parents are? Because I am a student? Or because I am male?” Harry's green eyes stared into Severus' black ones.
With a groan Severus stood up straight. “Because you are a fifteen year old student, because you were abused and are misunderstanding your feelings for me as an outlet to ease your pain. Your hormones are out of sorts, you don't want me, it is just that I was the only one you felt you could turn to about your issues.”
“...You kissed me back.” Harry moved closer to the man.
“As I said...it was bad judgment.” Severus moved around his desk to keep away from Harry.
Harry stopped, then looked away. “Fine, it was bad judgment and an act of a fucked up little boy. I will see you tomorrow for more practice. Thank you professor and have a good night.” he walked quickly out of the office and back to the Gryffindor common room.
Severus punched the top of his desk, trying to keep the images he saw him Harry's mind out of his own, he looked at his bleeding fist. He was angry because of how the boy had been raised, he was angry that he had sexual feelings for the boy, and he knew he'd just made the boy more depressed by turning him down. “He is only fifteen years old...you are a thirty-five year old....get it out of your head...” he mumbled to himself, before going back to his own room to drink his troubles away.
Umbridge had left Harry alone for the most part, since Harry had declined to join Dumbledore's army, which was headed by Hermione, she had no reason to bother him. The woman was however harassing everyone else, Harry's depressed and anti-social state had also made her happy, she had no need to do anything to him. Every day Harry was with Snape for 'detention', Umbridge had come to see what Snape's detention was like, which luckily was right when they were taking a break; Snape had set up an alarm just in case of such a situation. From what she could tell, Snape had Harry manually cleaning all the cauldron's from all the classes, and Harry looked exhausted. She left and never checked in on them after that, being satisfied with the punishment being given, though she had no idea what Harry had done.
During winter break, while Ron and Hermione left to be with Ron's family, Harry had finally mastered Occlumency with Snape. He hadn't been invited to go with Ron and Hermione, not that he would have gone anyway, because they had officially ended their friendships. The white streak of hair was now longer, in the middle of his hairline and going to the right side of his head. Severus had grown attached, against his will, to Harry during their time together; he refused to tell the boy that. Harry was only able to open up with Snape about his problems, it annoyed Snape at first, but now he expected the late night knocks on his door; if it stopped the boy from going into a mental break down, he wasn't going to turn him away.
Then Christmas happened, both of them were in Severus' room, Harry having stopped by because he didn't want to be alone nor did he want to be with his classmates that had also stayed behind for the break. Since Harry had seemed to get over his crush on him, the man had let his guard down, he let Harry drink some of his whiskey with him to celebrate the holiday that neither of them had family to spend with. One glass turned into one bottle, one bottle into two, and soon both had become completely drunk. Severus should have know better, he should have stopped when he was still sober enough to make good judgments.
Harry had climbed onto his lap, Severus watching him cautiously. “What are you doing Potter.” his eyes were starting to close slightly, they popped back open when he felt soft lips against his neck. “I told you, we can't do this sort of thing boy...” he tried to push the boy off, but his body was responding differently than his brain, the boy sitting on him and kissing his neck was enough to get him worked up; it didn't help that he was a virgin still and his body was getting sick of being one. In Severus' moment of drunken hormonal weakness, he was unable to stop what was happening.
Severus moved his hands down Harry's sides, moving them to the boys hips, he'd seen enough wizard porn and had masturbated to know sort of what to do. Harry kissed Severus on the lips, he had also seen wizarding porn, Seamus had a few in their room that he kept hidden, he moved his tongue into the older mans mouth, rocking his hips through their robes against the man's lap. Snape flipped Harry onto his back on the couch moving over him, he kissed back rubbing his own tongue against Harry's. Their clothes were off in a matter of minutes, their hearts pounding in their chest, their heads fuzzy from the alcohol.
Picking his wand off the floor, Severus put the tip to Harry's ass, muttering a lubrication spell, the boy jerking. Dropping the wand back to the floor, Severus pulled Harry closer, pushing his cock into him slowly. Both let out hitched moans, Snape back arching from the feeling of being inside Harry. The black haired boy was relieved that it didn't hurt as bad as his first time did, he moved his hips with Severus as the man began to pull out and push back into him in a rhythm. Harry wrapped his arms over Severus' shoulders, digging his nails into the older man's back as he moaned loudly with each thrust the man made; Harry's moans causing Severus to thrust harder.
Harry's legs spread out, his knees bending and stretching, his toes tightening, and his hips bucking. Severus pushed into him as deep as their bodies would allow, picking up speed, and thrusting harder into the green eyes boy. The man's nails digging into the arm of his couch as he gripped onto it, his feet pushing against the other with each thrust into Harry. Both had become sweaty, Harry's cock had precum coming from the tip, Severus could feel Harry tightening around him, both of them tensing up as Severus hit Harry's prostate and causing the boy to tighten up completely; they both let out a grunt as they came.
Breathing heavily, they separated, they also started to sober up. “Oh Merlin, what have I done...” Severus stood up and began to pace now that he'd come back to his senses. He looked at Harry, the boy was laying on his couch, covered in sweat and cum, he watched Harry's chest move up and down with each breath; Harry had passed out from the sex and the alcohol. “Bloody hell....” instead of waking Harry up and making him take a shower and leave, which was Snape's first train of thought, Severus used a spell to clean him up and covered him with a sheet. “I am going to Azkaban....or his parents will kill me first....” Severus went to his bed, he knew he'd have a major hangover in the morning, and he wasn't going to take anything to stop it, he felt he deserved it.
In the morning Severus felt a body climb into the bed with him, he tried hard to pretend he was still asleep. His head was throbbing from the hangover, he was ashamed of what he'd done to an underage boy and a student. He couldn't help his body reacting to the arm that wrapped around him over his stomach or the head resting against his arm, it felt strange having someone else in his bed, and he felt guilty that it wasn't unpleasant. They laid there together, neither one daring to move, after all, both of them had drank the same amount of alcohol and had hangovers. Finally, Harry spoke up. “....Are you mad?”
“Mad in the sense of being insane, probably....” Severus sighed. “It would be a good idea to keep what happened to ourselves, it would be dangerous if anyone else found out.”
“....Do you want me to leave?” Harry questioned, slowly starting to move his arm away from Severus, his face turned bright red when the older man let out a defeated groan, and put his own arm around Harry. With a small smile of victory, Harry moved closer to Severus.
“...Brat....”
TBC
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