Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Snarry Christmas Everyone	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 4694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I do not make any money off of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Snarry Christmas Everyone
- 1
Harry Potter stood in front of the Headmaster Dumbledore
with a barely contained grin.� He had
somehow finagled the spot to spearhead the decoration committee for the castle
and Yule Ball.

�� Now,
Harry, I cannot stress to you the importance of picking reliable students to
help.� You will also need a Professor to
supervise.� If this goes well, we will be
doing this every year.�� Dumbledore smiled
and twinkled at Harry.� Harry�s
suppressed grin faltered at the responsibility he now had.� This position was a part of a very large plan
for his love life.� He had one more year
left to bag his quarry and no Voldemort to interfere.

�� I
understand, Sir. I won�t let you down.�

Dumbledore looked Harry in the eyes and the twinkle got
brighter, �Good luck, Harry, I�m sure this Christmas will be an
adventure.�� Harry nodded and left
Dumbledore�s office.

�� Harry
headed down the revolving stairs and clasped his hands together in glee.� He turned back towards Gryffindor Tower and nearly
shrieked when he was pulled into an alcove by two sets of arms.� He struggled until the voices belonging to
the arms were recognized.

�� Harry,
brother of ours, what did the esteemed Headmaster say?�

�� Are we on
for phase one of Sang-a-Snape-for-Christmas?�

�� George,
Fred, I swear to Merlin, why can�t you simply call out to a bloke and just say
hello?�

�� Because
that wouldn�t,� Fred said.

�� Suit our
personality,� George finished.

�� Harry
rolled his eyes at his Weasley brother.� Harry had officially joined the Weasley family after Voldemort was
defeated.� He was still Harry Potter, but
he had a living breathing family now.�
Fred and George had come back to finish their final year as well.� They needed their NEWTs or they couldn�t get
certain contracts from the Ministry.�

�� Harry
looked at the other two-thirds of his decorating committee and nodded as answer
to the question on whether their plan was a go. �My dear troublesome brothers,
we are now the first Hogwarts Holiday Decoration Committee.�

�� Fred and George high fived each other and hugged Harry.� �When do we start?�

�� Tonight,
right after Snape accepts my offer as sponsor of our group.�� Harry smiled at the fight he had a head and
the twins joined him.

�� Severus
Snape was in a foul mood, fouler than usual.�
Although, his snarky attitude was an affect to
distance himself from the people around him, but he was really angry right now.� He had been informed that the Potter brat had
been given charge of the castle�s decorations this year.� That was biased and Merlin knew what the
castle would look like in red and gold.�
It was absolutely ridiculous.

�� A knock on
his office door had him turning from the fire he was trying to mimic in
temper.� He had had several drinks of an
early present from Minerva McGonagal; she had given
him perfectly aged bourbon.� He stalked
over to the door wrenching it open and sloshing some of his drink in the
process.� �What is it?�

�� Severus
froze as he saw that the cause of his temper stood on the other side of the
door frame.� �Ah, sir, may I speak with
you?�

�� No,� Snape
promptly moved to close the door, but was hindered by a strong arm.� Snape sneered at the forward behavior of the
student in front of him, but he recognized the power, none the less. Snape
couldn�t help but notice how Potter�s year of horcrux
hunting and few months of peace time had made the boy look healthier and far
too good looking.� The muscled arm that
held the door easily open was attached to a broad chest that led down to flat
abdominals.� All of that niceness was
supported by lovely legs that looked strong enough to crush, probably from
riding a broom so much.

�� Professor,
it is terribly important.� I am in need
of your assistance.� I recognize my
failings at sometimes being a little to pro-Gryffindor.�

�� Is that
right, Mr. Potter?� I would have thought
that you would see that as positive trait to your particular personality.�

�� Oh, no
sir, I fully see it as a failing.� For
years I have let by bias and house spirit cloud my judgment on the fine things
on offer from the other house of Hogwarts.��
Harry smiled innocently at his professor.� Snape allowed the door to open and stopped
trying to force it closed.� He eyed the
Gryffindor and rolled his words across his Slytherin translator, but couldn�t
exactly interpret what he knew was a hidden message.

�� What do
you need, Mr. Potter?�

�� I need
you, sir,� Harry said as he stood straight and looked the Potions Master in his
black eyes.� Snape wanted to step back at
the predatory look presented to him, but remembered this was a Gryffindor and
Harry Potter.

�� What do
you need me for?� Snape sounded a bit wary and strained.

�� I am in
need, sir,� Harry licked his lips and smiled. �I am in need of a Professor to
sponsor my decorating committee.�� Snape
let out a breath, whether in relief or disappointment he couldn�t bear to
contemplate at the moment.

�� Why have
you come to me?� I am sure that your Head
of House could fulfill this obligation.�

�� Oh, no
sir, I am sure Professor McGonagall could over see me and my plans, but I
wanted a truly objective opinion.� I want
you to tell me what you think when I�m done, because your opinion means so much
to me.�

�� Since
when, Potter?� Snape cursed himself at the outburst.� �I have been under the assumption that you
held my �opinion� in low esteem.�

�� Oh, no
sir, you are quite mistaken and I would love to prove it to you.� In any way I can sir.�� Harry stepped closer to the dower professor
and smiled.� Snape stepped back without
even realizing the ramifications.� He
scowled at the young man in front of him and turned away.� He stalked back to his drink cabinet and upon
emptying his current libation, refilled the glass and took a strong pull.

�� Very well,
but you will do well to remember that red and gold are not the primary colors
of Yule tide.�� Snape did not turn back
around until the door shut signaling Harry�s departure.� He missed the long lingering look of the man
behind him as he stood framed by the light of fire place.

�� Harry, I
don�t think you should break curfew, even to decorate.�� Hermione looked at her friend over her
book.� She was curled up next to her
fianc� Ron Weasley.�
Ron was eating a chocolate frog and admiring his frog card.� He wasn�t very interested in Harry breaking
curfew.� �As Head Girl, I should stop you
and dock points for even thinking it.�

�� But �Mione, I am doing the job I was set by the Headmaster
himself.� Shouldn�t I have a little
leeway in how I carry out this task?�

�� Well, yes,
but you have the twins as accomplices.�
It doesn�t inspire confidence or trust.��
The brunette witch stated.

�� Well, you
have a point, but just think about all the smiling faces when everyone in the
castle wakes up to a Holiday wonderland in the morning.�� Harry kissed Hermione on the cheek and headed
to the portrait hole pulling Fred and George with him.� The mischievous twins held a sack in their
arms.� Hermione eyed with healthy and
prudent suspicion.�

�� Be
careful, Filch is out there and may cause trouble.�� She went back to her book, wiggling closer
into her fianc�, he absently placed an arm around her and squeezed.

�� Did Harry
just leave?�

�� Yes,
Ronald.�� Hermione smiled at her
oblivious man.

�� Harry and
the twins opened the sack they carried and looked at the little balls and rolls
of parchment within.� Harry looked up at
the twins for explanations.

�� Well, Harry, the balls are scenes and bundled
decoration that only have to be thrown at the area you want decorated.� The scrolls have various charms we will
be�setting for the enjoyment of our fellow students.�

�� Go ahead
and take one and throw it,� urged a twin. �Harry picked up two and threw them in opposite
directions.� They sprang to life in
midair and garland, mistletoe, bulbs and miniature trees burst out and landed
in appropriate places.� Harry was amazed
at the accuracy and beauty.

�� I love
magic.�� Harry exclaimed as he grabbed a
hand full and started down the stairs.�
Harry was so going to enjoy his task.

�� The three
boys separated at some point in the decorating process.� Harry had taken enough balls to do his
assigned part of the castle.� They all
met back up at the Great Hall.� Harry was
excited by the speed the twins� invention allowed the castle to be
decorated.� Hogwarts was huge and Harry
had been sure that one night would not get the job done.

�� Here,
Harry we marked everywhere we put enhancement charms.� You might want to find you and the esteemed
Potion master in those locations on your tour of the decorations.�� Harry grinned broadly and looked around the
Great Hall.� He had a special idea for
this one.� He pulled his wand and nodded
to the twins to do the same.

�� We need
trees in all four corners of the room.� Harry placed a ball in the nearest
corner and watched as it sprang to life.�
A beautiful ten foot tree stood verdant and spectacular.� The twins followed suit.� Harry began conjuring and transfiguring the
decorations in Hufflepuff colors.� �We need a tree for each house.�� He called to the other two boys.

�� They worked
long into the night on the Great Hall, Only falling into the bed exhausted and
excited.

�� The school
population awoke to an ordinary view of their dorms, private chambers, and
common room, but as they left they were startled to find the castle
transformed.� First years gasped as well
as seventh and eighth years.� They had
never seen such beauty and festiveness.�
The pack of Ravenclaws that stumbled onto the
indoor toboggan run were ecstatic at the fast paced and exciting trip to the
Great Hall.� The Slytherins
couldn�t hide their admiration for the festive dungeons and the ice skating
charm that made the trip up a rollicking good time.� But no one was ready for absolute beauty of
the Great Hall.� Everyone loved their
individual house tree.� The trees were
topped with steamers of their house colors that twirled up into the roof of the
hall.� The met in the center where a tree
hovered with ornaments made of each houses� mascot animal in shiny Christmas
colors.

�� No one had
ever seen such intricate and precise spell work for this activity.� The enchanted ceiling for once didn�t depict
the outside sky, but twinkled with fairy lights like a starry sky.� The images of the founders blinked in and out
of the ceiling.� Everyone wondered how
the professors had done this in one night.

�� Everyone�s
attention was drawn to the Headmaster as he stood to speak, but he could not
talk over the sudden grand applause.�
Dumbledore raised his hands to quiet the sound and it only lightened a
bit.� He placed his wand to his throat,
�I thank you for your enthusiastic thanks, but I and your Professors are not
responsible for this magnificence.� This
is the work of your own fellow students of the first Hogwarts Holiday
Decoration Committee, headed by Harry Potter.�

�� Everyone in
the hall looked towards the Gryffindor table but the wizarding savior was
nowhere to be seen.� Every eye turned as
the doors opened on three students rubbing their eyes and yawning.� Applause started all over again as green eyes
and two pair of blue looked up startled at the great noise.� Harry affected a trademark crooked grin,
while the twins went into a swaggering smirk.

�� 100 points
to each member of your committee for a job well and thoroughly done,�
Dumbledore spoke jovially.� �Will all the
committee members please come to the front of the hall?�

�� Mouths
stood agape as only Harry and the Weasley twins
walked forward and waved.� Three hundred
points dropped into the Gryffindor house tally.

�� Well, I
will very much like to know how you three accomplished this in one night, when
the Hogwarts staff takes weeks, I would be most appreciative.�� Dumbledore looked the decorations over even
harder for clues.

�� That my
dear Headmaster is a trade secret of Weasley Wizard
Wheezes,� said George.

�� Although,
if the school or the next committee is interested we will be selling these
proprietary products next Yule tide season,� Fred finished with a greedy gleam
in his eyes.

�� The
headmaster and rest of staff smiled at the young entrepreneurs� sales
pitch.� The whole of Slytherin admired
the sly manipulation of product placement.�
Everyone else was just too amazed at the wonderful job that was done and
discovering more of what they haven�t seen yet.

�� Snape was
waiting for Harry in his office.� He was
debating on whether he should be harsh or lenient in his criticism of the
castle decorations.� In all honesty Snape
loved every last thing.� He even found himself
admiring the red and gold Gryffindor tree in the Great Hall.� The boy had done a wonderful job and Severus
wanted to crush him for it.

�� He thought
about what he would do when the boy got there.�
He would insult the boy�s taste and then call him tacky.� He would eviscerate the boy�s pride over a
job well done.� He smiled as he heard the
anticipated knock on the door.� He
flicked his wand at the door causing it to open.

�� Come in,
Mr. Potter.�� Snape watched as the boy,
no, young man walked into the office with a cordial smile on his face.� �I would not look quite so smug if I were
you.�

�� Harry�s
smile faltered and Snape smiled in satisfaction. �Excuse me sir?�

�� The
display outside that door,� he pointed to his closed office door. �It is tacky,
over exuberant, completely over blown, and tasteless.� You and those red headed hooligans have
insulted the founders and wizarding kind.��
Snape wanted to jump up and down clapping when he started to see Harry�s
face crumble.� It was like an implosion
of all happiness that the boy contained.�
It was like Harry was facing an uber-dementor.�

�� Snape was
thrown when he saw tears start to sprout and not Potter�s trademark
temper.� Snape rose from his chair to
round his desk and stand in front of the boy.�
�Is baby Potter going to cry because he can�t take criticism?�� Snape wanted to lap at the tears in Harry�s
eyes.

�� Oh, no
sir,� Harry answered sorrowfully.� �It�s
because you didn�t like that I am so upset.�
I tried so hard.� I wanted to make
you proud.�� Harry went down on his knees
in front of Snape, bowing his head in abject submission.�

�� Sir, you
are someone to admire for your integrity and sense of fair play.� To think that I worked so
hard to make you proud, only to fail so miserably.� I am truly ashamed of myself and the
embarrassment I have brought to you as my staff sponsor.� I only wanted to make you see I can think
past house rivalry and petty dislike.�

�� Snape
listened to the young man�s words and felt slightly sick at what he was doing,
but a Slytherin and a Snape never apologize.�
�Listen, Potter, it seems I may be being a bit harsh, especially when
the rest of the castle are so annoyingly happy with the results.�

�� Oh no,
sir, you can�t let them sway you.� You�re
Severus Snape and you are rigid where others go soft.� You are like a rock that pounds away at the
soft earth, driving deeper and deeper home the point of your convictions.� I admire that sir.�

�� No, I am
definitely in the minority in this Potter and rightfully so.� You did an admirable job and earned those
liberal points the Headmaster allotted.��
Snape looked down upon the student at his feet and felt a pang at the
visibly shaking shoulders.� Snape was
about lay a comforting hand on the boy�s shoulder when his hand was caught by
Harry.

�� You are a
bastard, Severus.�� Harry spoke as he
lifted his head to look at his professor.

�� I did not
give you leave to use my given name with such familiarity.�� Severus saw that what he thought were sobs of
hurt feelings was laughter.� �What is the
meaning of this?�

�� Severus,
you couldn�t just say well done, could you? I mean you wanted me to cry or
rage, but a simple �well done, Potter� was such a chore.�� Harry rose from the floor letting the hand he
held go.� �But you know what, Professor
Snape?�

�� What?� �Snape answered and looked at the hand just
released like it was burning, because it was sort of.� It tingled where the young man in front of
him had touched it.

�� I like
that you�re a remorseless bastard.� I
like that you are snarky because you choose to be, not because you�re forced to
be that way.� I like the way these hands
move while you flay open an unsuspecting student for a minor mistake.�

�� There are
no minor mistakes, Mr. Potter.�

�� Even that, I like it.�
The way you take control of a situation and hold your own at all
times.� I like that you�re the ultimate
snake among snakes, because I am a snake charmer.�� Harry moved towards flush up to Snape and put
his hand to the back of the man�s neck and pulled him in for a heated
kiss.� Harry expected Snape to try and
control the kiss, but the man went pliant and let Harry plunder his mouth
thoroughly.�

�� Harry was
even more surprised when the other man brought his arms up around his
neck.� Harry smiled into the other�s
mouth at the action.� He grabbed Snape�s ass and ground their now prominent erections
together. �An answering moan made Harry
bite the bottom lip he was suckling.� It
earned him a thrust from Snape�s hips.

�� He pulled
his head back, �You are a lusty creature Severus Snape.�� As if Harry saying his name was a counter
curse, Snape pulled back and away from Harry�s
embrace.� His arms dropped to his sides
and he held his head bowed.� Harry couldn�t
easily reconcile this person in front of him.�
Snape wouldn�t look at him, but had kissed him
so passionately.

�� Get your
kit off Severus.�� Harry�s command got a
reaction from the Professor.� Snape�s head snapped up in a panic stricken stare.� �What?�

�� Mr.
Potter, I cannot do that.�� Snape said quietly and just stood there.

�� Why not?� I think you�re
interested,� Harry punctuated the statement by cupping the tent Snape�s erection made in his robes.

�� I am
interested, but I am not prepared to entertain your advances at this time.�� Snape sounded so
reasonable that Harry was almost convinced to postpone his intent to ravish Snape.

�� Listen,
Severus, it�s not your job to prepare yourself.�
I would be a lazy sot to not do it.�
Besides I am well versed in the necessary spells and even some you might
be surprised and pleased with.�� Harry
leered at the Professor.

�� That is
not what I meant��

�� Harry
pulled his wand out and tapped the austere black robes Snape
was wearing and they disappeared.� Snape stood naked and fabulous, in Harry�s opinion.� Harry spun the other man around to lean him
over the desk.� Snape
went, whether in shock of the Gryffindor�s actions or
because he was into it.

�� Harry soon
found out why Snape was so reticent to comply with
his command, but the reason seemed silly as an objection.� Harry looked over the bent form of his new
lover and settled on the surprisingly pert ass.�
His cock jumped as he saw the fat, bright red plug nestled inside of the
Professor.

�� Oh
Severus,� Harry sounded breathless as he ran his finger around the stretched
hole.� �You are always so prepared.�� Harry dropped to his knees again behind the
bent man.� His tongue lapped at the base
poking out of the hole.� Harry was
pleasantly surprised when the flavor of peppermint burst on his tongue.� The moaning man in front of him squirmed at
the attention and Harry doubled his effort.�
Harry was trying o wiggle his tongue alongside the plug inside Snape when the situation spoke of Severus already having a
lover and this was for their effort.

�� Severus?�
Harry pulled back and was only slightly mollified when Snape
pushed back to regain his attentions.� He
got a lusty glare over the potion master�s shoulder as an answer.� �Was this for someone else?�

�� Snape seemed to blanch and Harry started to move away, but
stopped when he registered Snape�s answer.� �I was for myself.� I prefer to be stretched and stimulated
throughout the day.� It makes dealing
with the dunderheads of this school bearable.��

�� Harry was
happy at the answer and enthusiastically went back to the flavored hole and
then thought of another question. �Why flavoring?�

�� Moaning, �It
tingles.�� Snape
pushed back on the extra girth in his ass.�
He wanted to pass out when he felt the two fingers join the plug and
tongue.� �Oh bugger, that feel brilliant,
Potter.�

�� Harry,� Harry
pushed in and shoved the plug against Snape�s
prostate.

�� Harry,
fuck that feels good.�� Harry smiled as
he pulled the plug free and watched the clenching hole for a few moments,
before shoving himself inside.� �Fuck!�

�� Oh yes you
are correct as always, Professor.�� Harry
felt the clenching stretched hole around him.�
He smiled as he pulled his wand.� �This
may be very pleasant or uncomfortable for a moment, but it will feel like
heaven when I am pounding this lovely ass.��
He murmured the spell and Snape�s ass
tightened to the pleasant side of a vice around Harry�s cock.� Snape screamed as
he felt himself tighten suddenly, but the unrelenting rod of cock in his ass
was pressed hard against his sweet spot.

�� Harry,
what the bugger was that�I�I have never felt so tight in all my life?�� Snape wanted to
stay still forever with the feeling he was enduring, but Harry started to move
and Snape�s mind was changed quickly.� Harry rode his Professor hard as the tight
sheath gripping his hard cock was like heaven.

�� They
climaxed almost simultaneously.� Snape sprayed the front of his desk with spunk, and Harry coated
Snape�s inner walls with seed.� Snape was mildly
aware of when the red plug was returned to his ass, but smiled at the continued
full feeling.� Harry straightened him up
to a standing position and tapped his wand to Snape�s
shoulder.� The Professor was once again
draped in drab midnight black robes and an ass full of cum.

�� Now, Sir,
it�s time for your inspection of the castle d�cor.�� Harry moved towards the door with a hand to Snape�s back and the teacher cordially followed.
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Snarry Christmas Everyone