Dancing in the Dark

Dancing in the Dark
by ladylancelot

Summary: In a gay club in Manchester Severus Snape has to babysit the teenage temptress that is Harry Potter which leads to them getting closer. However Voldemort lures around the corner and they both are pawns in a powerful game of chess.

Disclaimer: Everything HP belongs to JK Rowling and no copyright infringement is intended. This is a work of pure fiction and I do not make any money from this.

Note: Pew, I wrote the whole story over the weekend and no I do not have a life, and yes I will return to my other stories now. But this plot bunny was bothering me so much that I gave in and wrote it in one go. You will get one chapter at a time but I am sure some nice reviews could speed that up, if you know what I mean. You will want to kill me at one point in the story but I promise we will be fine in the end.

Timeline: Kind of AU after OotP, so no horcruxes, no dead Dumbledore.

The music pounded through the crowded club invading even the secret little hiding spots where couples made out and the beat sped up Harry's pulse. Somewhere along the way he had lost Fred and George but he felt comfortable adrift in the bright lights of the dance floor and a smile broke out on his features. The fire whiskey he had drunk at the bar swept through his veins pumping along with the music and closing his eyes he moved in sync with the other wizards around him.

From somewhere over the room in a quiet secluded corner two obsidian eyes followed his every move appreciating the way his black shirt rode higher over his abdomen exposing patches of tanned smooth skin. From the moment Harry had entered the club Severus Snape had followed his small figure all through the room just as that meddling fool of a headmaster had asked him to and once again he wondered what else he had gotten himself into. There would have been wizards more fitting to this particular task but considering that they were in a gay club the potion master assumed that there was no other member of the order with that inclination.

Relaxing into the velvet cushions he had another sip from his whiskey but his eyes seemed to be transfixed on the boy and the beads of sweat that were covering his face and droplets that travelled from his forehead down his throat. It was intoxicating the sight of innocence and seduction Potter practically radiated and judging from the many admiring gazes he was not the only wizard who felt that way.

The summer was almost over and in only a couple of days all of them would be back at Hogwarts starting another school year. The thought of watching Potter failing miserably in his potions NEWTs would always be laced with these scenes of wild abandon and passion riddled movements and no matter how hard Severus pretended he could not shy away from the fact that Potter was no longer a child but slowly growing to be a man. It did not help that the boy's shirt was now revealing his taunt abdomen with muscles rippling underneath the skin.

Maybe that had been Albus intention all along- to punish him with this sight that would haunt him for the rest of life and making it impossible to return to hating Potter for being James' son if for nothing else. Surely the headmaster had not sent him here to devour the boy's sultry moves and swallow the boy with his hungry eyes- but then again his life had always been a series of constant shifting of right and wrong.

From the corner of his eyes Severus noticed a tall wizard who had advanced to the middle of the dance floor imitating the boy's movements. Black eyes clouded over with anger at the sight of the way he pressed Potter's body to his and inhaling deeply Severus got up and with his gaze all the time at the tantalizing sight moved through the throng of people closer to his charge. He was here after all to protect bloody Potter once again from the leery patrons of this club and their greedy hands.

Potter only now seemed to notice the body flush against his own and all in a sudden a trace of fear was in his green eyes and a notion of discomfort made him tense up. Pushing the last wizards out of his way Severus threw one glare filled with fury at Potter's dance partner and was satisfied when he withdrew his hands and disappeared into the crowd of dancing people. The boy's eyes seemed to bulge out with surprise as he recognized his saviour was no other than his teacher.

But then a cocky smile appeared on those smooth features and he began to sway to the music again with an amused expression. Moving slightly closer Harry's eyes fluttered as he smoothed his messy hair out of his face and he slightly parted his lips and his tongue darted out for a second as if he wanted to taste Severus' in the air around him.

Taking two quick steps over to the boy Severus wanted to place his hand on his shoulder to tell him that his trip was over for tonight when Potter beat him to it and moulded his body against the wizard's body. The sensation was a shot of electricity that ran through the older wizard's body right down to his already hardened cock. Drawing in much needed air Severus tried to calm his passion that flared to life all in a sudden and he wanted to move away from those gravitating hips when the boy turned around and pressed his back flush against the potion master's loins once again swaying to the music.

He could not help but move with the boy and for one blissful moment Severus closed his eyes but then his conscious won back the upper hand. Distancing his body from the flaring heat of Potter's body he simply pushed the boy into the direction of the exit. Irritation showed now on those features and Harry wanted to argue back when Severus pulled him against his body once again and placed his mouth against the boy's temple his words rippling through the boy's body.

“Your evening is over Potter and if you do not want me to stupify you, we will leave now.”

Anger showed in those green depth but obediently he followed the potion master out of the club into the cool air. The sudden effect of the cool summer breeze made Harry almost lose his footing and if it had not been for Severus' steadying touch he would have tumbled to the ground.

“I am fine,” Potter mumbled at the same time clutching onto the potion master's arm.

“I highly doubt that Potter,” Severus spat nastily suddenly feeling angry. “I would suggest we return to London now before you make a fool out of yourself.”

A streak of defiance showed on the boy's features but then it was gone leaving nothing but indifference.

“Yeah and we would not want that. The boy who fucking lived to make a fool out of himself before he can save the wizarding world.” There was a good deal of bitterness present that Severus so far had never noticed.

“Spare me your inane complaints about the hardness of your life.”

Once again amusement showed on Potter's face obviously fuelled by the alcohol he had drunk.

“Don't worry there is really only one hardness that is bothering me right now.”

Rolling his eyes Severus tutted audibly. “Of course that is the only thing you are concerned with Potter.”

Pressing his lower body tight against the potion master's legs Potter tilted his head to the side. “Who sent you after me?”

Trying in vain to ignore the hardness of Potter's cock against his thighs Severus huffed.

“Take a guess Potter.”

“And, did you enjoy yourself?” Potter asked smugly.

Choosing not to answer Severus used Potter's proximity and apparated them to Grimauld Place in London. Wanting to get away from this teenage temptress as quickly as possible he practically pushed Potter through the front door.

“Pester someone else Potter,” he muttered angrily.

Barely getting his footing again inside the hallway Potter straightened and turned around a peculiar expression on his face. Taking in the tall imposing figure of his teacher who for once was not wearing his accustomed black robes but black slacks and a white shirt with his hair tied back into a tail.

“It's strange but I knew you were around even before I saw you.” He hesitated. “I would not have felt secure otherwise I guess.”

“While this is quite touching Potter, I am sure you will find somebody to help you to bed inside.”

Shrugging his shoulders Potter rolled his eyes. “Are you aware that you try to revert me back into a child the whole evening?”

“You are a child Potter and a quite bothersome one if I am not mistaken.”

Stepping outside again Potter advanced until he practically stood nose to nose with the older wizard his green eyes bored into Severus' in one display of defiance. Severus knew a challenge when he saw one and just would not allow this brat to outwit him so he did not flinch one bit and returned Potter's gaze impassively.

A smirk lingered around the boy's eyes and he tightly pressed his cool lips against the surprised potion master's and that touch alone sent once again sparks of passion right down into Severus' loins making him instantly hard as a rock.

Pulling away swiftly the boy had the audacity to look pleased.

“Then I guess you won't mind, after all I am just a child,” he said evenly and after one more cheeky grin he turned around and disappeared into the house the front door closing with a soft snap.

The memory of his peppermint layered kiss still fresh Severus felt anger well up inside and cursing one meddling headmaster and his stupid ideas to hell several times he apparated away.

Above him from a window Albus Dumbledore chuckled softly and shook his head. Those two would have a hard time getting over their arguments but at least that was start into the right direction.