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The Returnof the Legendary Amarens	By : looonylei Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 33760 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Am back again. I apologized for not updating soon but my tablet got broken, twice. hope my story still have readers. And thanks for all those who posted a review and put my story in their fave/follow list. hope this chapter make it up for the long time i wasn't able to update. I'll post the next chapter tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Enjoy reading. And oh... don't hate me for the last part..:p

When Severus Snape felt his submissive mate had come into his inheritance, he was elated. Then finding out for an unknown reason he was rejecting them was devastating. But when he found out it was Harry, everything went downhill fast. Because even if he and Harry had had a truce since he had started teaching the Gryffindor occlumency, he knew that his mate couldn't just forget and throw five years of hostility, humiliation and pain out the window. During their meeting with the headmaster he had felt a flare of hope when Harry decided to continue his occlumency lessons with him instead of doing it with their new defence professor along with his lessons about his magical core. Though he was a bit wary of the new professor, and he didn't like the idea of Harry spending time alone with him, he knew he couldn't do anything about it. Much more important was that he noticed that Harry was comfortable with the young professor's presence. All he could do was keep an eye on Harry in case something went wrong.

Severus was about to head to his bedroom when his wards alerted him that someone was standing outside the door to his private chambers. He scowled thinking that some students were wandering the hallway again, out after curfew. Striding towards his door intending to scold whoever it was. Upon opening his door he was startled to realize it was Harry. His foul mood was immediately replaced with worry when he noticed Harry's current state. He was so pale and trembling and looked devastated.

"Harry?" he called softly not wanting to startle him. To his surprise he found himself with an armful of crying Gryffindor, making him even more worried. Severus’ heart tightened seeing how devastated his mate was. He was about to speak again when he felt Harry's body suddenly go limp in his arms by instinct he tightened his hold around the young Amaren just on time as Harry lost consciousness.

He immediately arranges his mate in his arms and carried him inside placing him on his bed. When he was certain that the young Amaren was settled and comfortable, he took his wand and cast a diagnostic spell to check if he was injured or under some harmful spell or potion. Fortunately the result was negative, but somehow it did nothing to ease his worry.

Severus didn't know what made his little mate this devastated, but he swore that whatever or whoever was behind this would pay dearly. On the other hand he was glad that Harry came to him for comfort. He was hoping that it could be a new beginning for them.

He sat beside the sleeping Amaren and glancing down at the young man, he notice that his hair glamour had worn off. Harry’s usual messy raven hair was now long and shiny with three colored streaks. Looking at him more closely he realized that Harry was indeed beautiful in a manly way and he considered himself lucky that Harry would be his. If fate permitted. When a strand of Harry's hair fell into his face he reached out and brushed it away from his face, a small smile bloomed from his lips when Harry leaned into his touched.

He continued carding his fingers through the young Amaren's raven's locks gently not wanting to disturb Harry's sleep. He was lost in his thoughts, and at the overwhelming feeling of being close to his mate, being able to touch him like this that he hadn't noticed a pair of emerald orbs open, stare at him for a while, then slowly close once again.

ooooooOOOOoooooo

Harry slowly regained consciousness feeling relaxed and comfortable. He was barely aware that he was lying on a bed, and that someone was sitting beside him carding his fingers through his hair gently, making him feel calm. Slowly opening his eyes, an image of a peaceful Severus Snape welcomed him. Just then he recalled everything that had happened earlier.

He close his eyes once again trying to reign in his temper, and focused his mind instead on the calmness Severus’ caresses brought him. When he had realized he was standing outside the Potion Master's private quarters, he was confused as to why, of all people, he would seek out the Potions Master when he felt so upset and devastated. In the past he had always gone to either Ron or Hermione.

Now he was beginning to understand why. With Severus he didn't need to pretend to be strong. He didn't need to pretend to be the hero everyone wanted him to be. He could just be himself, just Harry. No. Not Harry. He was Harvey. Severus’ presence was calming and his touch soothed him, not like when others touched him which often felt painful and disgusting. If possible he just wanted to stay like this with Severus for the rest of his life.

All of a sudden a flash of bright emerald light glowed on both his and the Potion Master's Amaren marks, much to Severus shock and disbelief, and Harry's confusion. He looked up to his 'mate' for an answer then froze when realization hit him. His 'mate'. He now considered the Potions Master as his 'mate'. He has just accepted Severus as his mate, and it was confirmed when the man spoke.

"Harry, do you know what just happened? Do you have any idea what you just did?" Asked the potion master in awe and disbelief.

"Er.... I accepted you as my mate?" Replied Harry as he got up on the bed. Severus was immediately at his side to help him, making the young Amaren look at his mate bemused. It was refreshing and soothing to see this side of Severus Snape. Gentle, nice and caring. Out of the blue Harry placed a chaste kiss on the Potion Master's lips then just smiled sweetly when the Potions Master stared at him in bewilderment.

"Why did you do that Harry?" asked the puzzled Potions Master.

"Why I kissed you, or why I accepted you as my mate?" The young Amaren questioned back.

" Why did you easily accept me as your mate? It's not that I'm not delighted because believe me I'm very much thrilled and elated, but I will understand if you make things harder for me at first."

"Because I wanted to. And because it felt right. And because I trust you despite the hostility you've shown towards me I knew that you always had my best interests in mind. You've always saved and protected me. You've always been honest with me even though you knew that the truth would hurt me, and I'm very glad that you do because I really hate that I'm always kept in the dark especially with those things concerning me." replied the young Amaren staring directly into the Potion Master's eyes, trying to show him that he meant everything he had said. Then he walked out of the bedroom towards the sitting room, and sat on one of the couches. Severus passed by him intending to sit on the arm chair near the fire, but Harry caught his wrist and moved aside to give the Potion Master some space to sit beside him. Harry wouldn't admit it out loud for now but he liked it when he was close to the Potion Master.

Severus stared Harry for a moment, then with a heavy sighed he sat beside his his little mate.

"If It's possible to copy our Amaren mark I would have thought someone had polyjuiced themselves as you the way you're acting right now," pointed out the Potions Master.

Harry froze; could it be possible? He was hoping that it really was. He really wished that Draco wasn't really the one who had said those hurtful and cruel words to him, that Draco was not the one who did those horrible and unforgivable things to him. Because his twin was right, he might be mad at him, but his feelings for the Slytherin prince was still there. That's why it was so painful thinking of what happened that day, because no matter what, he loved him.

"Harry are you alright?" asked the concerned Potions Master cupping his face and brushing his tears away with his thumb.

"Is it about why you were so devastated earlier?" Asked Severus again when Harry just blinked up at him.

"Oh! Yeah," lied Harry as he leaned forward resting his head on the Potion Master's chest. He snuggled closer when he felt Severus wrap his arms around him.

"Would you tell me about it?"

Harry nodded but remained silent. They stayed like that for a while. Harry trying to sort his thoughts out while the Potion Master was content to just hold his little mate in his arms. A while later Harry pulled away slightly.
"I need a pensieve, or you can just use legilimency," said Harry looking directly into the Potion Master's eyes preparing for the intrusion. But Severus shook his head and stood up walking towards his bedroom. When he came back he sat back beside Harry placing a pensieve on the table in front of them.

"We'll just use the pensieve. Legilimency would be exhausting for you."

"Right," replied the raven haired Gryffindor as he placed the tip of his wand to his temple, closing his eyes trying to concentrate on the memory he needed to extract. Then mixing in with the silvery substance in the pensieve.

Before you view the memory, can I you something first?" Asked Harry a bit wary.

"Of course,"

"At the train earlier, Dra- Malfoy said something about you making a vow to mum about you protecting me..."

"Indeed. That was right after the Dark Lord attacked your family," confirmed the puzzled Potions Master.

"Would you.... Can you still...Is that the reason why you easily accepted me as your mate?
Because of your promise to my mum?"

"Harry, what-"

"Just answer me, please," Harry cut him off.

Severus looked intently into his little mate's emerald eyes, then pulled him in a tight embrace. He knew that his answer to that unexpected question would somehow hurt his little submissive, but from the start he had never lied to Harry. He always told the raven haired Gryffindor the truth even though he knew it would hurt, and he wouldn't stop now.

"I... Yes it was-"

Again he wasn't able to finish what he was saying as he was silenced by Harry's soft lips as Harry slightly leaned back from the embrace, grabbed him around the back of his neck and crushed their lips into a searing kiss which the Potions Master responded to just as passionately. Harry cherished every warm and gentle touch, the fierce but sweet kisses, and every sound of pleasure from the Potions Master because he had a feeling that after the Potions Master was done viewing the memories he was certain Severus would no longer accept and want him as his mate. That thought alone made his heart clench painfully.

After a while, with one last chaste kiss Harry finally pulled away. "Go, I'll just wait here," he muttered as he gently pushed the Potions Master towards the pensieve.

Taking a deep breath Severus turned towards the pensieve and dove in. Harry didn't know whether he should stay or just leave. He was hoping that what the Potions Master discovered wouldn't change things between them.

Half an hour later, a very pale and furious Potions Master emerged from the pensieve. When Severus hadn't walked towards him and avoided his gaze his hope was crushed and was confirmed with the potion master's next words.

"Leave," muttered Severus still not looking at him so he didn't see the hurt in his little mate's eyes.

Harry didn't need to be told twice, he quickly stood up and ran, to where he had no idea. All he wanted was to cry, to be alone, or if possible to find something or someone who could comfort him. So occupied with his thoughts and the pain he felt that he hadn't noticed that he was already standing in front of the room of requirement. He hadn't even remembered what he asked the room to be as a door materialized in front of him. Without a second thought he reached for the doorknob and pushed the door open.

He was amazed when he finally entered the room. It was a music room. Different kinds of musical instruments were scattered around the room, but what caught his attention was the grand piano in the center of the room. Slowly he approached the piano and ran his fingers over the keys gently creating a soft and calming music. Harry was so engrossed with the calming mood created by the piano that he hadn't noticed a door at his back gently open and that he wasn't alone in the room any longer.

"Mr. Potter?"
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