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Searching My Soul	By : snapesgirl1981 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 14666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Searching My Soul
by snapesgirl1981

Chapter 9

It seemed the green healing potion was calming the wound and the edges were slowly loosening their yellow shade while the edges one by one closed leaving nuch uch of the wound to be seen. Harry wiped his messy hair off his sweaty forehead and for the first time let the trembles overtake his body. He sank to the soft mattress and stared down at the potions Mr whr whose breathing was slowly returning to a normal speed with no fear of hyperventilating. His chest was rising steadily and the feverish glow had left his still awfully pale face- it seemed to have worked, whatever Harry had done in the end. He took the cloth and getting up he soaked it in cold water at the sink and instantly applied pressure to Snape's skin waiting for him to wake up and sneer at him.

As he waited he sat cross-legged next to the masleesleeping form and stared into his face silently waiting for his erection to return but thankfully his libido behaved in this time of crises. It surely had not been hormones that had made his heart constrict at the thought of Snape not making it through tonight and it had not been hormones who had made him stay and tend to the man. Shortly he contemplated if maybe just maybe he actually felt something for him- besides hatred and dislike.

Snape's lashes began to flutter a minute later and hesitantly Harry pulled away the cloth staring at his potions Master still waiting for a stern chiding. But instead Snape's dark eyes bored themselves into the boy's green ones after he had checked that his wound was indeed almost healed. There was something in his gaze, something so unfamiliar that Harry couldn't name it for a second but then he shuddered as he realized it was gratitude. For a further moment they locked their eyes and this time Harry's loin began to get the wrong ideas.

He was aware that Snape could see the slowly hardening cock through his jeans and decided trying to cover it up.

�What happened Sir? Were you summoned by Voldemort? Did he executecio cio on you?�

Snape grinned as if in pain. �Hold on, will you? I am still not completely over the healing potion and it is clouding my judgement.� He began to trace lazy patterns on the soft white sheets, both oem fem following the hand's every move. �No, I wasn't summoned and no, the dark Lord didn't use an unforgivable on me. There are more evil things on this planet than the former Tom Riddle and his Death Eaters, as you should know by now, Harry.�

The use of his first name startled Harry but he decided not to comment on it for now. �Then who attacked you Sir? Do you want me to call Professor Dumbledore, he should hear about it?�

Snape cringed once again and shook his head for the first time since Harry knew him letting his weariness show. �No, and even if he knew, there is nothing you can do about things like that. Not even the headmaster.�

�But you can not let this go without catching the culprit, Sir. There needs to be some kind of justice executed here. You surely want some punishment! You could have died tonight Sir!� Harry's temper n ton to rise again as he contemplated the possibility that the attacker could get away unharmed.

Snape turned around now resting on his side and his sneer was not so different from his classes. �You should learn to control your temper, Harry or he is going to use you once again!� he gently chided. �And yes, that is exactly what I plan to do. It helps nobody if I whine to the headmaster. Things like that happen all the time, you cannot change the world alone.� Bitterness laced his voice.

�So that's it, Sir! You want to just continue and let it rest? You don't even want to tell Dumbledore?� Harry sounded as if he couldn't believe it.

�It is still Professor Dumbledore for you, Harry. Let it rest, please. I am an ex-Death Eater, what kind of reaction do you expect?�

�You mean somebody attacked you with a poisoned knife because you were once a Death Eater?�

Snape simple nodded and then turned on his back again staring at the ceiling. In this moment he was not resembling the evil greasy potions Master much and the sight made Harry horny again.

�By god, I am trying to have a talk here! Can't you leave me in peace for now!� he thought bitterly contemplating his libido.

�And you just accept that kind of behaviour?� Harry asked.

Snape nodded still not looking at him. His hand was still tracing circles on the mattress.

�Well, I won't, Sir! Nobody has the right to do that and get away with iell ell me the name and I swear I am going to revenge you!� His temper had completely taken over now.

Snape grinned thinly. �Now you sound like a true Gryffindor.� It was clearly not a praise. �And how? Are you going to use the cruciatus curse or are you going to poison in return? Tell me what you want to do and I tell you how many years you are going to spend in Azkaban for that.�

Harry stared at him open-mouthed. He then averted his eyes as he realized that he would do no such thing. �You should at least tell the headmaster,� he insisted.

�He is very busy at the moment and I'd rather not disturb him with such trivial matters.� It was clear that he wanted to close the matter, but even clearer that he would never tell Dumbledore about this. Somehow this thought made Harry very angry, almost blinding in its intensity like a fire that threatened to consume him

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Instead he decided to be daring tonight- he had taken care of Snape after all and basically saved his life. He gently pressed his hand to the surprised man's forehead and checked the temperature. He was still warm but Harry wasn't sure how much of that was his normal body temperature or fever. The skin was smooth under his hand and if he really concentrated he could feel Snape's pulse under the flesh beating away rapidly.

Harry blinked and paused instantly. He checked once again and no doubt the professor's pulse was racing and a quick glance down his body told Harry that he wasn't the only one plagued by an erection. An incredible surge of power raced through the boy's veins as he realized this fact.

Snape took his hand and placed it carefully on the sheet averting his eyes. �Maybe both of us should get some sleep. If I remember correctly this healing draft requires me to sleep for some hours to take full effect.�

The boy frowned moistening his lips with the tip of his tongue and then in one swift motion he pushed Snape on his back placing his two flat palms against his chest being grateful that he had undone the shirt. He carefully straddled the man's groin pressing his fully erect cock into Snape's belly. A sharp intake of breath was the only response he got but an almost dangerous expression crossed the potions master's features.

�Be careful what you start Potter or you might not survive the answers. Be very sure that this is what you want, that you are prepared to go through with it because I am no gentle lover and I am not going to stop just because you have second thoughts. Slytherins are demanding lovers who need to be tamed- or to suffer the consequences.�

Harry bit on his lower lip contemplating the words for a moment and then only for the fraction of a second doubt crept into his eyes. Snape almost brutally pushed him off his body sneering. �Next time you advance, you are either completely determined or better don't even try it. I am not going to waste my time with you and your youthful hormones.� He switched off the lights and turned away form the tiny form of the skinny boy staring at the ceiling.

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