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Black Ravens Fly on White Wings	By : MistressOfDarknessAndShadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 2398 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer! I don't own Harry Potter, no matter how hard I wish I did, it's never going to happen.

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It was the seventh and last year that he would have to deal with that insolent brat, Harry Potter. It was the last year that he was going to have to put up with the boy who lived. The last year that he would have to look upon those dark emrald green eyes that were so filled with passion it almost hurt him to look straight into them. The last year to see that ebony black hair that he kept pulled back in a pony tail the majority of the time. The last chance he had to tell him how he truly felt about the boy. His last chance to try to make things between them change. He wanted so bad to be with the boy but he was afraid that if he said anything he would frighten Harry and send him away for good. Plus Harry was young and restless. Sure he might want to be with him for a while but eventually he would find someone his own age and leave him. They all did. He had never really had anyone that had cared for him. He shook his head as the bell rang for the first Potions class to begin. He watched silently, his eyes and facial expression giving away nothing as if he wasn't feeling so confused inside. It would be as it always had been since Harry's first year at Hogwarts. Harry would come in, sit down and procede to copy his leasons while Malfoy taunted and teased him relentlessly.

God how he wished he could strangle that blond boy. He hated to see the hurt in Harry's eyes when he was taunted about his family and his heratige. He wanted so bad to smack Malfoy for putting those kinds of wounds on Harry but he couldnt' because to do so would mean that he would betray him self to the one person he was afraid to get close to. He had to continue to play favorites no matter how hard it was for him to watch his beloved hurt. He couldn't give himself away to the boy. He would only end up hurting in the end if he did. What was worse was he probably wouldn't even have a chance with Harry to begin with.

In Severus's minds eye he was horribly ugly what with his shoulder length black pin straigh hair and his pale complexion. Harry was what they considered handsome. Tan, muscular but not so much it hurt to look at him and slender. He couldn't even begin to imagine how to catch the boy's attention. Not with his plain black clothing and sickly pale skin. He was muscled yes, but not nearly enough to be attractive enough for young Potter. He had seen the kind of men Harry was attracted to. They were all tall, tan, and extreamly beautiful in every way.

As was expected Harry came walking in with Weasly and Granger at his side. It seemed like the trio were nearly inseperable even when it came to class scheduals. That was the other problem. Harry was never alone long enough for him to have the time to tell Harry how he felt. Even if he were alone long enough, he couldn't think of a reason for being in the same place as Potter so as not to seem suspicious.

Soon after Malfoy walked in and took his normal seat near the front of the class. And soon after he arrived his hurtful insults began.

"So Potter, how's your parents? Weren't they glad to see you for the summer?" Malfoy asked, glaring nastily at Harry.

Harry cringed. He didn't like talking about his home life. Everyone that knew him at all knew the Druselys never cared to have him for any holiday. Not even for Christmas.

"Oh I forgot, you live with your aunt and uncle, not your parents. Well, we all know how they feel about you so I shouldn't have asked. They probably dislike you more then I do." Malfoy sneered, nudging Crabb to get him to join in with him. Goyle was already laughing his head off.

A flash of pain crossed over Harry's face but soon vanished, covered up by his anger.

"Malfoy I should..."
"You should what?" Malfoy asked, standing up like he was ready for a fight.

"That's enough!" Severus yelled, slamming his book on the desk, "Potter take your seat! Malfoy, sit down! I can't wait on you two to start class."

Harry immediately sat himself in his seat. Malfoy on the other hand grinned and threw a paper wad at Harry, hitting him in the side of the head before he took his seat. Harry looked up at Snape, tears filling them up slowly. The poor boy had been tortured all summer and now he came back to school only to put up with more of it and he knew that Mean Old Proffesor Snape wouldn't help him. Severus held back the urge to lash out at Malfoy, and sat himself down at his own desk.

"Your first assignment will be over what you can remember from last year. You will be making three potions and write a five page easay for me and it will be due in two weeks. Now, I suggest you start immediately. It could be said that this will be harder for a great majority of you considering the study habits over summer break. Now, you may begin." Snape said, opening up his book.

Granger smiled and Weasly moaned. Harry just sighed. It was going to be just like every other year. Snape wouldn't notice him no matter how badly he tried to get his attention. He couldn't even get him to defend him when Malfoy was tormenting him. Harry opened his book and looked over the reviews. It wasn't going to be easy but it wasn't going to be too hard either. Potions was one of his better subjects. Better, say, then transfiguration. He still couldn't figure out how to turn a turtle into a hare. It was harder then it looked even though McGonagal made it seem so easy as she waved her wand around in the air. God how he hated that class.

Something large fell in his lap and it was wet. He looked down and saw a green slime blob soaking into his robes. He shot up out of his seat and screamed, "Shit!"

Snape looked up from his book and almost cracked a grin but thought better of it. Malfoy was laughing hysterically and pointing at the obviously outraged Harry.

"What's the matter Potter? Day dreaming about me again?" he taunted, laughing as the rest of the class giggled under their breath.

"Malfoy, damn it! I'll slug you for this!" Harry cried, wiping furiously at his robes. There was a big wet spot right over his groin making it certainly look like he had been thinking of something quite interesting.

"Oh yeah, well bring it on!" Malfoy yelled, standing from his seat.

Harry took three steps toward him before Snape was standing right inbetween the two of them.

"Mr. Potter. I will be seeing you after class! Malfoy, sit down!" Snape commanded.

Harry looked up at Snape in shock.

"But Sir, I didn't...."

"Potter! After class. Now sit down!"

Harry did as he was told, reluctantly taking his seat. His eyes were filled with anger and pain. He had a right to be angry, he hadn't done anything wrong. In fact, Malfoy desereved to be slugged but Snape couldn't let him do that. It would put him closer to giving himself away and he couldn't do that. Not in front of his entire class.

Potions seemed to pass by in what seemed like hours but really it was only thirty minutes. Harry stood up and said his goodbyes to his friends before they left for their other classes. After the remainder of the class trickled out Harry came up to Snapes desk and bowed his head.

"You wanted to see me Sir?" he asked, looking up at Snape with a hurt expression.

He wasn't that good at hiding how he felt and sooner or later it would get him into a lot of trouble.

"Yes. Potter just what would you make of that display earlier?" Snape asked, tapping his desk with his wand.

"Sir I didn't do anything wrong. Malfoy was..."

Snape slapped his desk with his wand and Harry jumped.

"That's no excuse for the scene you made in the middle of my class. You had an assignment you were to be working on."

"Sir, he threw a slime ball into my lap! What did you expect me to do about it?" Harry retorted.

"Not make a scene in my class room, that's for sure!"

Harry was in a rut and Snape knew it. The look on Harry's face made him want to take the boy in his arms and hold him and comfort him and tell him everything was okay, that it wasn't his fault, it was Malfoy's, and he had every right to be angry, but he didn't move. In fact, he didn't even say anything. He wrote out a detention slip and handed it to Harry, who looked at it in disbelief before he took it from him.

"But sir..." Harry choaked, looking down at the slip.

"No buts, Potter. You will see me down here after all your classes to serve your detention. You may go."

Harry swallowed hard and nodded his head. When he was gone Severus slumped down in his chair and mentally smacked himself. How could he have hurt the boy so badly? He hadn't done anything wrong and yet he had to make up some reason to make it seem like he favored Malfoy over him. God he hated himself. He was so cruel but it wasn't like he had a choice. He had to keep up his image. He couldn't let on to how he really felt. Even Albus would be disapointed to find out that one of his teachers had a crush on one of the students. Not to mention and underage student at that.

Oh well, he would get a chance to make up for it all that night. He would be alone with Harry and he had a reason. Harry was going to serve a detention. There he could be tell Harry what he felt. There he could let him know he was sorry for letting Malfoy get away with tormenting him all the time and him letting it happen. There he could tell him how much he wanted to be with him. Screw giving himself away. This was his last year and his last chance to make Harry want him just as much as he wanted Harry and damn it all to hell if he was going to pass up the opportunity.
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