A Night Out With Snape

disclaimer: not mine, all the characters belong to jkrowling


\"Professor Snape?\" was all Harry managed to say before the said professor grabbed him by his ear and dragged him out of the club in the street. Chilly night air was washing over his overheated body making him shiver slightly. He tried to stand still and wait patiently for his verdict but as long as he was rather tipsy he continuously swayed on the spot not able to concentrate too much on Snape\'s face or his words. Suddenly Snape grabbed his arms and started shaking him violently spitting with fury.

\"Potter what do you think you\'re doing? Leaving Hogwarts in the dead of the night and ending up in some muggle nightclub? Do you have any idea at all that were you a normal person you would be already expelled! But as such Dumbledore\'s and everyone else\'s primal concern was to find you before Death Eaters. Do you have any brains at all in that thick scull of yours? How can a person be so irresponsible? What if Dark Lord\'s minions found you before we did? Do you think they would mollycoddle you? Do you think you\'d last long before the night end? I don\'t think so! But why should you think? Let the headmaster and other professors think and worry about you while you are having the time of your life.\"

For a moment Harry was sure that Snape would explode but instead of exploding Snape took himself under control and threw Harry away from him. As far as Harry wasn\'t able to stand on his own two soon enough he found himself on the ground. He rubbed his eyes and looked up at his professor. The light from the street lamp was shining above and Harry wondered if he saw a shade of concern somewhere among all that anger and hatred in his eyes. Harry shivering now all over crept silently to where Snape stood breathing heavily and standing on his knees looked at his professor. Snape apparently had enough of Harry to last him a lifetime and didn\'t look down. Harry tugged at the sleeve of Snape\'s robes. Snape wrenched the sleeve out of Harry\'s grasp but finally looked down at Harry\'s kneeling form. Harry\'s foggy from drinking mind was gradually clearing enough to give him an opportunity to form coherent sentences.

\"I\'m sorry sir. I swear I didn\'t want to worry anyone and least of all you. I just wanted to have some fun.\"

Snape snorted but Harry continued undauntedly.

\"It gets so stifling in Hogwarts sometimes and it gets impossible to handle it. I needed to get out to get away from all magical. I-I honestly didn\'t think about Voldemort or his Death Eaters at the moment. I just wanted to run away for awhile. I didn\'t think anyone would notice. I would be back at Hogwarts before the morning. I\'m sorry sir.\" finished Harry lowering his head and placing it onto Snape\'s knee.

\"Was it the only time?\" asked Snape sharply trying not to pay attention to the way the boy was leaning towards him.

Harry rose his eyes to meet his professor\'s.

\"Yes sir. I swear sir it was the first time. Usually I could control that urge to flee but not today. Believe me sir I am truly sorry I didn\'t mean to alarm anyone.\"

\"That is the problem Potter you never think what consequences your actions might have on other people.\"

\"Were you worried too, professor?\"

\"That is none of your business. Now get up off the ground. We need to get back to Hogwarts.\" He snapped.

Harry didn\'t budge.

\"Potter move your ass! What are you waiting for? There will be no more invitations!
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\"Professor why can\'t we stay? I mean you are here now and I am no longer alone. And I haven\'t had all the fun yet.\"

\"Fun?\" spluttered Snape, \"Potter I can guarantee that you will have a lot of fun as soon as we get back to Hogwarts and I will be able to take off all the points from Gryffindor.\"

\"Oh come on sir don\'t be such a spoilsport. Besides I am still too intoxicated to be afraid of your threats.\"

If Harry hadn\'t mentioned that he was still drunk Snape would surely think that the boy had a sort of amnesia not remembering exactly who he was talking to. His first impulse was of course to grab Harry by the scruff of his neck like an unruly puppy that he in fact was and transport him to Hogwarts by means of a Portkey that Dumbledore acquired especially for this occasion. On the second thought however Snape decided to oblige a tipsy Gryffindor sitting at his knees with a silly but rather endearing grin on his face. He was very curious as to what Potter would do if they would stayed and with what relish he would be reminding the boy the next morning about all the embarrassing things he did at night. He smirked and nodded to Potter his acquiescence. Harry flew to his feet and before he could think properly he hugged his professor and flew back inside the club followed by a nonplussed Snape.

When Snape entered the club a few minutes later after taking a few deep breaths and convincing himself that it wasn\'t such a bad idea and he would be able to take his revenge on Potter the next day he found the boy already on the dance floor swinging with the fast rhythm of a song surrounded by the same young and some very naked bodies. He ordered himself a drink and sat comfortably in a chair having a nice view of every part of Harry\'s body that was swinging back and forth with the music. It looked as though the boy was lost in his own world and that his words about fleeing from all magical and finding peace were indeed true and that it was in entranced dance that he could feel himself free far away from the suffocating atmosphere of Hogwarts.

Personally Snape understood Potter better than he wanted to admit. He also found the atmosphere there unbearable within the castle walls most of the time. But it didn\'t mean that he would leave in the dead of the night to get drunk and to dance till the break of dawn however the possibility was tempting. But he knew only too well that he had responsibilities and obligations he had to fulfil not to mention all those things he indebted to Dumbledore. But Potter was young and he wanted to be free. Free from all the obligations and expectations the wizarding world placed on him. It was understandable. After all he didn\'t choose it for himself while Snape was the one to make his choice when he was young and now he was just paying his dues.

Suddenly Potter landed on his lap startling Snape out of his reflections. Heat was emanating from the boy and he was breathing heavily. He put his head on his professor\'s shoulder and was apparently trying to normalize his breathing. When finally he was able to speak he lifted his head and gave his professor a wide grin. Then when he saw where exactly he was sitting his grin became still wider and he said:

\"Sorry, professor about that but I really couldn\'t make it any further or I would possibly end on the floor. Not that you care of course, sir.\"

However before Snape could either say that he indeed didn\'t care or that he rather liked having Harry on his lap which come to think of it he decided Potter didn\'t really needed to know the boy asked in a rather timid voice so unlike his actions:

\"Mmm, professor Snape, could you give me a swallow of that drink of yours please?\"

\"Of course not, Potter\" scoffed Snape.

\"Whatever why not professor?\" whined Harry.

\"First of all because it is alcoholic drink and you are not of age, secondly because as far as I understand you had enough as it is and yes I just don\'t want to share with you my drink, Potter.\"

Harry pouted. It made Snape rather warm inside but the next moment he realized that he was getting rather hard when Potter suddenly started squirming on his lap.

\"Potter.\" He growled.

\"Tell me professor,\" said Harry as he continued rubbing himself at Snape, \"is there anything I could do to change your mind?\"

Snape was about to answer that if he would rub that particular spot one more time the drink would be all his but caught himself in time. It seemed though that Potter had other intentions. Harry started sliding down on the floor parting Snape\'s robes and starting undoing his trousers.

\"How bout that professor?\" he asked no longer timidly.

\"Let\'s see Potter shall we?\" managed to grind out Snape though he knew perfectly well that his voice was rather strained and as soon as Potter was done with his trousers it was only too evident that he was more than eager to proceed witrryrry\'s plan. Harry grinned and without any warning whatsoever took the whole length of Snape\'s in his young greedy mouth. It was all he could do not to moan out loud while Potter was sucking his cock with so much skill that made wonder the still functioning part of his brain when and where did the boy became so good at it. But this talented mouth was soon making him forget to think about everything for example that it was actually Potter who was giving him a blowjob in a muggle night club in London surrounded by dancing bodies and that he was supposed to take him back to Hogwarts and not to indulge himself in this heavenly bliss of this hot masterful mouth of his student. When he finally reached his climax he felt Potter swallowing every last drop of his and then emerging from beneath the table with a grin plastered all over his face.

After doing Snape\'s trousers back Potter once more occupied his lap while Snape was still trying to grab remaining shade of reality. But then he saw a drop of his substance on Potter\'s lips and brushing it off he felt as his finger now was being sucked with as much fervor into this swollen mouth. He groaned. Harry smirked.

\"So professor have I changed your mind?\"

\"Well, let\'s see Potter. It wasn\'t bad,\" (brilliant in fact but I\'d rather die at the hands of the Dark Lord than tell you that) \"definitely above your average Potions work.\"

He considered Harry for awhile before inserting one of his fingers in his drink and then taking them out. Harry knew his task now. He started sucking once more on his professor\' finger trying to suck all of the drink he possibly could. Then followed the next finger and the next and the next until all of Snape\'s fingers have been in Harry\'s dexterous diligent mouth.

\"And how about a proper drink professor?\" inquired Harry.

\"As for a proper drink Potter I think you haven\'t done enough yet.\" Smirked Snape.

He half expected Potter to scowl and sulk but it seemeat Pat Potter had other tricks up his sleeve. He narrowed his eyes for a moment and then suddenly with determination jumped out from Snape\'s lap that made Snape feel quite empty and lonely. At first he thought that Potter was leaving but then he saw that Potter\'s body started moving with the rhythm of the music. He was standing in close proximity of Snape moving his hips with every beat and slowly unbuttoning his shirt once in a while gliding his fingers all over his lean form. Soon all the buttons were undone and Harry\'s shirt was slowly sliding down his shoulders, his back, his waist finally falling on the floor. He then leaned forward and placed himself in between Snape\'s legs taking Snape\'s hands in his own and guiding them all over his body touching himself all the while dancing with the music. Snape\'s hands didn\'t need guiding for a long time and soon they were undoing Harry\'s belt and sliding inside, brushing past Harry\'s own hardness. Harry though shivering and shuddering every time Snape\'s fingers rubbed the head of his cock continued moving though now eliciting the most beautiful sounds touching himself with his own hands now and watching Snape\'s eyes becoming hungrier and his motions around Harry\'s cock becoming faster until finally Harry came right in his pants. Snape muttered a cleaning spell under his breath and put his hands on Harry\'s ass bringing him closer.

He then indicated Harry to knee in front of him and Harry complied. Snape took his glass in his hands and Harry opened his mouth prepared to drink. His neck bent and all his body arched he tried to catch every jet of the drink while Snape was maneuvering it here and there. Naturally most of the drink ended up on Harry\'s chin, neck and bare chest. As soon as the glass was empty Snape lifted up Harry and placed him on his lap so that he was lowering on his both sides. Then he bent down and started licking all the liquid from every inch of Harry\'s exposed skin before it became too sticky. Harry couldn\'t believe that it was Snape\'s tongue that was working now all over his chest sucking at his nipples and driving him insane. Well it wasn\'t unusual for Snape to drive him insane but not in such a way. Soon the liquid was left only around Harry\'s mouth. Snape placed him now so that he could kiss all the drops off before starting on Harry\'s lips. Harry was moaning loudly while his mouth was savagely ravished from inside out. The kiss was making him dizzy and breathless but he didn\'t want it to end. He felt Snape\'s tongue intertwining with his own sucking on him making Harry tremble like a leaf. Harry wondered if the man was that powerful to make him lose his mind just from one kiss. When the kiss was over Harry pressed himself into Snape\'s robes trying to calm down and to get his remaining wits about him.

But the atmosphere in the club seemed to become just like the one he so desperately tried to escape.

\"Professor let\'s go outside.\"

Harry didn\'t know if it was from much drinking or dancing or kissing or being around Snape but he felt unreal and absolutely incapable of moving on his own. He hardly noticed that it was Snape who helped him into his discarded shirt and walked him out of the club. They walked in silence for sometime with Snape supporting Harry by his waist. Harry put his hand on the one that was supporting him to know that it was for real. He walked in a strange sort of daze. Snape was silent.

Suddenly the rain started.

\"Potter, I think we should go to Hogwarts.\"

The rain seemed to revive Harry and he turned his huge gleaming green eyes at his professor.

\"Professor you must be kidding! It\'s great!\"

Snape watched him dubiously. Harry freed himself from Snape\'s grasp and started running around in the rain stretching his hands skywards laughing loudly. Snape just stood there watching Harry frolicking in the rain with evident amusement etched on his face while rain was drenching him wet.


***

Harry woke up in a strange warmth. For some time he lay quite still trying to understand why there was no sunshine playing on his face as it always was. Harry immediately opened his eyes and met the sight of his potions master smirking at him. Harry rubbed his eyes like a small child and heard Snape snorting.

\"P-professor Sanpe?\"

\"I\'m glad you recognize me Potter.\"

\"Where am I professor?\" asked Harry didn\'t really wanting to hear this particular answer.

\"And where do you think you are Potter?\"

\"In your chambers?\" asked Harry uncertainly.

\"Indeed Potter. You are remarkably quick-witted early in the morning.\"

\"And what am I doing here sir?\"

Snape raised an eyebrow.

\"And don\'t you remember?\"

Harry shook his head.

\"Nothing at all? Nothing of your last night\'s performance?\"

Harry\'s eyes widened.

\"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Potter.\"

Harry looked at the bed.

\"Professor if you don\'t mind asking me where did you sleep tonight?\"

Snape smirked.

\"Right by your side Potter.\"

Harry opened his mouth find that nothing came out of it and closed it with a snap.

\"We didn\'t, did we?\" he asked cringing.

\"Didn\'t what Potter?\"

\"You know what professor!\" snapped Harry.

\"And don\'t you remember? I think mentioning your last night\'s ormaormance would be a clue enough. I suppose I was wrong.\" Said Snape putting a finger to his lips, \"Maybe you are not as quick-witted in the mornings as I originally thought. Hmm.\"

Harry quickly dived for his clothes that he saw lying on the floor and bolted out of the room. He didn\'t hear Snape bursting out laughing.

***


The Gryffindors while passing the giant hour-glass that indicated the house points were very surprised this morning to find that they had 250 points more than the previous night. When at breakfast Harry was told that great news somehow it didn\'t feel so great to him because he was sure that it was he who somehow and he had a fair idea how exactly earned all those points last night. Slowly the events of last night started creeping back to his mind though how he ended up in Snape\'s quarters and what happened there he still couldn\'t remember. Not that he wanted as long as he was feeling stupid and embarrassed enough to last him a lifetime what with Snape looking smugly at him every time he dared to lift his eyes up to the teachers\' table. With dread he was reminded that their first class was Potions with Slytherins. When Harry entered the classroom he tried to find a safe corner as far away from Snape as he possibly could but Snape wouldn\'t have that. As soon as everyone was seated he came up to the table that was occupied by Harry, Ron and Hermione and smirking at Harry who was steadily going redder said:

\"I don\'t think it will do Mr. Potter.\" He shook his head, \"I\'m afraid I\'ll have to break up your sweet little family. Potter, move your things to the front desk. Right in front of my own desk. I have an unexplainable desire to watch your performance in immediate proximity.\" He smirked and marched crimson Harry to the font row accompanied by loud sniggers from Slytherins and sympathetic looks from Gryffindors.