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Be My Escape	By : KohakuShadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I.
- 2-II.
- 3-III.
- 4-IV.
- 5-V.
- 6-VI.
- 7-VII.
- 6
- 7
VII.

Severus breathed in the morning mist and watched it pass
his lips. He looked up at Hogwarts, wondering if this was really
goodbye. It was the first time in several years that the castle
looked beautiful to him. 'Only from a distance,' he reminded
himself. 'As with most of the things I've loved, only ever from a
distance.' Except for Charlie.

He had half expected the man to be pacing when he
arrived just as the sun was first peeking over the horizon, but he
had been standing here for twenty minutes now, and he had the sinking
feeling that Charlie hadn't been serious after all.

Still, Severus had made up his mind. He held two
letters in his hands – a letter of resignation for Minerva, and
a letter of farewell to Charlie. Having spent the night awake
thinking it all through, he knew, now that the seed had been planted,
he couldn't stay here. He hadn't known why he was writing the note
to a man who had suggested they run away together at the time, but
somehow, he was certain that Charlie would never really run off with
his family as closely knit as they were. Maybe that was for the
best. He felt a dull ache in his chest that only grew as time
passed. Thirty minutes. Forty. He adored Charlie – loved
him? Yes, he loved him. Desperately and completely. And yet, he
knew if Charlie's decision was to stay at Hogwarts, he couldn't stay
with him. He didn't know where he was going from here, but it was
time to say goodbye to his childhood home. He hadn't returned from
the dead only to live the same life a second time. It was his chance
for a new one, a chance that Albus had given him. He owed it to his
mentor to take the opportunity for what it was. He owed it to
himself, too.

As fifty-five minutes passed, he let the first letter
fly, the one to McGonagall. For all his desire to escape, he was not
a flighty or frivolous man. He owed her a resignation at least, and
an explanation was only fair. He hoped she could forgive him for
abandoning ship, so to speak.

Fifty seven minutes, and the ache in his chest was such
that he could hardly breathe. He looked down at the farewell to
Charlie and could scarcely endure it. He should just let go.
Charlie wasn't coming. But oh, letting go is the hardest part. Just
as he was willing his fingers apart, a shadow appeared through the
mist. He squinted as if that would help him make it out better.
Skewed and oddly lumpy, he really couldn't tell. It just looked like
a hunchback of some sort.

Charlie emerged from the fog suddenly, and in a bit of a
panic, Snape incinerated the letter. “What was that?”
Charlie asked, shifting one of several packs more properly onto his
shoulder.

“Nothing,” Snape answered quickly and chose
to distract Charlie by saying, “Didn't pack particularly light,
did you?”

“I, well...” Charlie rubbed the back of his
neck sheepishly. “At first, I thought I shouldn't bring just
warm weather stuff. I mean, there are some merits to winter –
like snowball fights, and Christmas just doesn't seem like a very
tropical sort of thing, so I started to pack just one or two
sweaters, and somehow that led to scarves, and jackets, and then I
thought I really ought to owl mum, but in the end I chickened out and
firecalled Bill instead, and he spent almost half an hour trying to
talk me out of it, but eventually agreed to be the scapegoat on this
one and pass the message on...but then he reminded me I'd also need a
sleeping bag or a tent, in case we end up camping out, and when I
packed the tent I thought I had better make sure to pack some
blankets and pillows, too. And Rupert Addison's “Handy Dandy
Book of Magical Maps”. And those dildos we like so much. And
the dildos led to the cock rings, and I couldn't pick just one so I
dumped them all in. When I realized how many packs I had, I thought
I really ought to unpack, cast an extension charm on just one, and
then repack, but at that point I realized what time it was and sort
of made a run for it.”

“And you're the impetuous type, are you?”
Severus teased with a smirk. He was so relieved that Charlie had
showed up after all that he couldn't help feeling
uncharacteristically giddy.

“I...oh, shut up,” he complained. “You've
got to plan a little bit, right?”

Severus chuckled and placed a soft kiss to the corner of
his mouth. “Here, just shove them all in mine and we'll sort
them later.” He opened the mouth of an old messenger bag and,
after a bit of fumbling about, they managed to cram it all inside.

There was a loud clatter and Severus winced a bit.

“What in the bloody hell was that?”
Charlie asked, aghast.

“...That would be the bookshelves. I was afraid
they might fall over. Now I'll have to sort the books all over
again.” He sighed. That was the point of packing the entire
shelf. It would be such a nuisance to have to re-categorize them
all. Oh well, too late now.

Charlie laughed and laced his arms around the other
man's. They walked close together, like proper lovers, as they left
the grounds.

“So, where to?” Charlie asked.

“Oh no you don't,” Severus chided. “I
had the forethought to bring extendible luggage, and a bit of food to
hold us until we arrive somewhere...”

“Hey! That was a really good idea!” Charlie
declared because he honestly hadn't thought of it.

“Obviously,” Snape answered and continued
his previous thought as if he hadn't been interrupted. “... and
I was punctual. You decide where we're going. This was your
bright idea.”

Charlie laughed. “Okay okay, I get it! I love
you, too.”

Snape scoffed. “You'd damn well better. I don't
pack my entire life into a briefcase for just anyone, you know.”

“Okay, okay so...warm, or cold?” Charlie
chatted as they wandered further and further from Hogwarts.

“Warm, obviously.”

“Wet, or dry?”

“Charlie...”

“You're right, you're right, that's a no brainer.
Beach? Or maybe something woodsy?”

“Just make up your mind already.”

“Okay, geez! I'm just trying to take your
preferences into account, here.”

“No you're not, you're trying to get me to make up
your mind for you.”

“Oh! I've got it! Hang on tight.”

As Charlie disapparated them away from the school
grounds, Severus found he wasn't the least bit concerned about where
they were headed. There was no need to be. He already knew it would
be better than where they'd been.

~The End~
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