Sixth Year

Notes: Okay so this is the last chapter. It\'s a bit longer than the others just because it started out as two chapters and ended up as one. I sorta did a last minute revision so if things seem odd that\'s prob. why. Anyway. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I really appreciate it! and FYI eventually i\'m going to do a Dray/Nev fic. I love them as a couple and i know lots about their relationship. Anyway. On with the story....

Chapter: Acting Weird.

“D-D-D-Draco Malfoy!” Harry managed to stutter some time later.

“Yep.” Neville grinned.

“You’re kidding, right?”

”No. We actually have had a pretty good relationship for a while.” Neville admitted.

“You’re kidding right?” Harry asked again.

“You already asked that, Harry.”

“I thought you liked Ginny!”

“Naw that was just a charade. Like Draco says, people will believe what they wish to believe.”

That sounded strangely familiar to Harry. “I think I need some time to think…” said Harry as he stumbled out of the dormitory.

As Harry clumsily walked out of Gryffindor Tower he tripped over a blubbering ball.

He screamed “What the…Ron!?”

“Harry I’m so sorry,” Ron managed to spit out, “I don’t know if you’ll ever forgive me, but I am truly sorry. I never meant it to get around school about you and Snape. I only told Hermione so she could understand; I was stupid. I’m sorry.”

Harry sighed and sat by the ball, “You know Ron, I was really hurt and I don’t know if I can ever trust you the same way again.”

Ron held in his tears so he could speak, “I know Harry, I know I betrayed you. But please know that I didn’t mean to. I was only trying to help. I’m just so stupid and…”

Harry looked pitifully at his ex-best mate, “Your not stupid, Ron.”

“Yeah I am! I had to choose between my two greatest friends, and I made the wrong choice! I lost my best mate, and ended up with a loser freak who loved to have threesomes and foursomes, and then as soon as she got the chance she just went off with another guy! I didn’t like the little sex parties, Harry! But I did it for Hermione! I-I really thought I loved her, and I thought that maybe, after a while she’d learn that she didn’t need those other people and that she’d only need me.”

Harry didn’t know what to say so he stayed silent.

Ron let out another cry, “She never told me she loved me back.”

Harry gulped.

“I told her that if she promised to stay true to me, that I would marry her and take her child as my own.”

“What?” Harry found his voice out of shock.

“She said no.”

Harry laughed; though not loudly.

Ron frowned, “I didn’t mean to hurt you Harry, why is it funny that I am in pain.”

“No, No. It’s just that. I was thinking how smart or at least how noble you’ve become. You’re a real Gryffindor Ron”

“A lot of good it does me”

“Yeah.”

Ron managed a smile, “Thank you Harry. I hope that one day we can be friends again and that you’ll be able to trust me even if it’s not completely.”

Harry smiled back, “I have to go Ron. I’ll see you around.”

Ron nodded.

Harry handed gone far before he bumped into Parvati.

“Move it Potter!” Parvati screamed

“Bugger off Parvati.”

“I’m leaving Harry darling, but only because It’s almost curfew, and I wouldn’t want your boyfriend catching me.” She smirked. She seemed as if she was going to turn around when she added,” You know, I really should be thanking you.”

“Why?” Harry asked suspiciously.

“If it wasn’t for you and you’re little boyfriend interrupting last night, I might be pretty peeved that Granger is having my Seamus’ baby.”

“You mean you’re not upset?” Harry said interested.

“No. We stopped fooling around after that. And I’m glad. If I knew he had had Granger without protection of any sort I…” She shuddered. “Well goodnight, Potter.”

Snape was patrolling the castle; as he did so he thought about Harry sprawled across his desk. Though at the time he didn’t find it erotic in the least, he found it quite disturbing actually, now that he looked back on it he wished that he had taken a picture; muggle or wizard.

Not a single child was breaking curfew, of all the dumb luck in the world. Snape would have given anything to take an infinite number of house points away from a humble Hufflepuff or a gloating Gryffindor.

Snape passed the entrance of the Gryffindor Tower, he knew Harry would be safe inside.

“Professor….!” Harry called from afar he didn’t know how long he had been trying to catch up with Snape but he finally managed to when Snape slowed down near the Gryffindor tower.

Snape whorled around, “Potter! What are you doing out here! It’s past curfew! 50 points from Gryffindor.”

For some reason Harry was extremely hurt by the house points being taken away so he spat back at Snape, “Well if you didn’t walk so bloody fast I would have been able to catch up with you way before curfew!”

“Is there a reason you’ve been following me around Mr.Potter?”

“Actually, there was.” Harry said, still angry.

“And what would that be?”

“I needed to talk to you.”

“Needed? Past tense?”

“Yeah, because I can see that you’re not in the mood, so I’ll just leave. Thank you very much.” Harry turned to walk away.

“Potter.”

“What.” Harry said pausing but not looking at Snape.

“Come on. Let’s go to my rooms. We can talk there.”

Snape had already started the journey when Harry decided to join.

Half way there Snape asked Harry if there was something particular he wanted to talk about.
Harry shrugged, “Well, I do got a question. Does Malfoy know you’re a spy? And if he does, is he on our side?”

Snape was somewhat confused it seemed like a very random question; he laughed. “What makes you think that?”

“Just something Neville told me.”

“ Like what?”

“Like Malfoy is gay, and doesn’t condemn a relationship between you and I, in fact he wishes us luck!”

Snape laughed again, “I can believe that.” He stopped laughing, “Yes he knows about me, but he isn’t on our side, he, he has sort of his own side, I’m not sure what that means, he’s just confused, I suppose.”

“I see. Did you know Malfoy and Neville are a couple?”

Snape nodded.

“You did!?”

Snape smirked, “Yes. For one thing I was there when they became a couple, and for another, there is very little that goes on with my students that I don’t know, Mr.Potter.”

“Again with the Mr.Potter thing! Please Mr.Snape; I have a name.”

Snape smirked.

Harry smiled but looked up at Snape expectantly.

“If you expect that I will tell you Mr. Malfoy’s and Mr. Longbottem’s Love story, you are quite mistaken young man; that, is something private and I will not blab my mouth about it.”

Harry pouted and Snape realized he was getting quite used to and fond of the pout.

They entered the chambers. Soon they were sitting on the couch having their unusual tea combinations.

I suppose this Raspberry stuff isn’t that bad Snape thought.

I love Peppermint, it reminds me of Snape. Harry sighed.

“Hermione’s pregnant with Seamus’ baby….” Harry said.

“I know.” Snape said, “It’s a Pity.”

Harry sighed, “You know? Were you there for that too!?”

Snape frowned “I’m afraid not, fore if I were it would not have happened.

Silence passed for a while, and Harry mused on how it would be to confess his true feelings for Snape. Snape on the other hand kept replaying the scene from earlier.

“May I ask you something, Mr.Potter…”

Harry Scowled.

“Oh fine.” Snape started again, “May I ask you something, Harry? What were you doing, or rather, thinking when you wantonly spread yourself across my bed today?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Professor; you must have been fantasizing.” Harry said nonchalantly.

Severus spit a little tea back into his cup, “excuse me?”

“Well.” Harry replied innocently, “As far as I can remember, I only spread myself against your desk; if you saw me spread against your bed, it was only in your imagination.”

“Mr.Potter!”

“Professor.”

Silence.

“Why did you do it?” Snape asked again.

Harry sighed, “I don’t know.”

Snape nodded.

“You should go Potter.” He sighed.

“Why? Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry for this afternoon, okay. I’ll be good, I promise.” Harry said rapidly.

“Potter, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t ‘nothing’ me! I know something’s bothering you, you’ve been acting odd all day.”

Harry said nothing.

“Potter.”

Nothing.

“Potter!”

nothing.

“Potter!!” Snape growled loudly.

Harry whimpered.

“What’s wrong…H-Harry?”

At first Harry didn’t answer but finally he shouted in a desperate voice, “Everything! Everything is wrong. I miss my friends. Everyone treats me different, not that there has ever been a standard way for treating Harry Potter, but still! Hermione is so….so stupid! And Ron! Ron is so needy, and I want to help him but I’m so angry too! And I’m so confused. And so angry. And so hurt. And I need you professor; I just need to be here with you.”

Snape looked sadly at the boy. He didn’t know what else to do so he scooted over and after taking the tea cup out of Harry’s hand pulled Harry into a backwards hug. Harry leaned into and clung on to the warmth proved to him and nuzzled into Snape’s neck; he fell asleep as Snape stroked his hair.

Sometime later Harry woke up screaming. Snape was soon by his side.

“Potter! What the hell?”

Harry gasped out, “Oh! Severus. Oh god!” tears were rolling down his face.

“What’s wrong Harry? It was just a nightmare.” Snape said kneeling next to the couch, where he had set Harry down to bed.

“No. Yes. I mean. I don’t know.” Harry rubbed his head, “I’m so confused.”

“Calm down.” Snape was getting up to get a calming potion but Harry stopped him.

“NO! Don’t leave me!”

“I’m not leaving! I’m going to get a calming potion. I’ll be right back.” Snape frowned.

“NO! Please, I’ll be fine. Just stay here.” Harry begged.
Snape stayed with Harry but as soon as Harry had calmed down enough Snape whispered, “I’m going to get a calming potion. I’ll be right back.”

Harry nodded. Severus grabbed a calming potion and a sleeping/versettium mix. Normally sleeping potions don’t have Versittium but this was an experiment. And though it worked it had little practical use as, as soon as the ‘victim’ started spurting out truth they would get drowsy and soon fall asleep. But it was all he had; it would have to do.

Snape gave Harry the potions. He sat on the floor next to the boy and felt his hair being played with, he smirked. He looked up; Harry was visibly tiered and much calmer. Forgetting for a moment about the versittum Snape asked, “Come on now. Why are you playing with my hair? Hmm?”

“ ‘cause your hair’s so soft….I love your hair….almost as much as I love your voice….and I really love your voice….it’s so sexy….deep….rich….god…..it makes me horny……. just to think about you talking…………………………………………and…………….I would love to …………………………………………………..love…………………..to…………………………………………………………….loose……………….*yawn*…………virginity……to you ….Severus….”

Harry fell asleep. Snape was in shock, he couldn’t’ believe what Harry had just said. He removed the boys hand from his head and went straight to bed. He needed to ‘think’.


Saturday morning Harry returned to Gryffindor tower; Snape hadn’t been in a good mood that morning. Harry spent time with Neville and Neville told Harry how he and Draco got together.
On Sunday Harry spent time studying with both Draco and Neville in the Library; the library had become Dray’s and Nev’s secret meeting spot. Dray liked to pick on Harry put would stop whenever Neville would tell him to. Sunday afternoon Harry played some wizards chess with Ron. Harry didn’t want to spend too much time with Ron but he didn’t want to ignore him altogether. Ron had been hanging out with Dean a little, Ginny and even Colin once in a while but other then that he became a loner.

By Monday everything had become routine. Harry would either hang with the two absurd lovers Malfoy and Neville or the sad lonely boy Ron. And though he had someone to stand on each of his side’s he still couldn’t help that but feel that he stood alone.

He recalled hearing that the cheese stood alone.
So he must be the cheese.
He was the cheese
He was cheese.
He was cheese….
Was cheese
Cheese
McGonagall interrupted his thoughts.
“Well, Potter?”
She was asking a question, he blurted out “Cheese?”
The class had the audacity to laugh at him; even McGonagall.
Harry sighed; it wasn’t supposed to be this way.


That afternoon Harry knocked on Snape’s door.

“What?” Snape answered, he looked extremely tiered.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Does it have to be now Potter?”

Harry looked downcast, “No.”

Snape sighed, “Come in.”

Harry hesitantly walked into the room.

“I…”Harry started.

“Want tea?” Severus asked informally.

“No thanks.” Harry replied.

Severus was somewhat shocked; his offer for tea to Harry was never refused. He knew something must be wrong. “Are you okay Harry?”

“I…I suppose.” Harry didn’t know where to begin.

“What’s wrong? Let’s go sit.”

They sat on the couch Harry spoke again, “Well, I just….”. He paused as he sorted out his thoughts, “I just don’t think I can do this anymore.”

“Do what?”

“Pretend.”

Snape looked at Harry oddly.

“Pretend that I’m happy. Because I’m not. I hate this. I hate all of it. Fine. So Neville and Draco are this cute little couple Big fucking deal! I don’t give a fucking flying fuck. I….I don’t want to pretend I don’t have feelings for you Severus because I do. I have. For a while. At least a year. And I need to know if I’m kidding myself when I tell myself that maybe one day we can be together….” Harry waited for a response.

“Harry, that’s a complicated issue” Snape replied.

“What the hell does that mean?”

“It mean’s what it means. It’s complicated!”

“Really!” Harry said stalking toward Snape, “Is this complicated!?” Pulling Snape by the collar roughly, Harry brought Snape down for a lust filled passionate kiss.

Not more then a minute passed when Snape shoved Harry backwards. “That is enough!”

Harry gasped for air.

“I will not allow you to come in here and take over! Go back to….Just leave!”

Harry sneered, “FINE!” Hurt and angry Harry left.

The first thing Harry thought of as he left was that he should cut to make the aching pain in his heart go away; but something told him that not even cutting would make this type of hurt feel better.

The rest of the week went by and Harry avoided Snape as best as possible, which was quite easy seeing as he didn’t even have classes with the man. But much to Harry’s dismay, Friday night the conspiring of Draco, Ron and Neville had taken place, they held an intervention meeting.

“Harry, you need to talk to Snape.” Ron said sweetly.

“Yeah. He’s a great guy. You just got get past all the hard stuff. Like lollipops.” Draco added.

Neville swooned, “That’s so sweet Dray!”

Harry and Ron both rolled their eyes.

Then Ron spoke again, “Come on Harry mate, do it! You deserve happiness. And if Snape makes you happy, then so be it!”

The other’s nodded in agreement and soon Harry agreed as well.

Saturday after breakfast Harry went down to Snape’s rooms.

Knock Knock

“Potter!”

“It’s Harry. Remember.” Harry sighed.

“Yes. But what do you….”

“Can we talk?” Harry said seemingly distressed.

“Of course Harry. What’s the matter?” Severus was concerned; he walked the boy into his rooms and laid a hand on Harry’s back.

“Severus.” He looked into the older man’s eyes, “I really do, honesty think I love you, and I want to continue what we were doing. I want to kiss you, and more. Love you, make love to you, have sex with you, everything! I know I’m young, but I know what I want. And that is to spend the rest of my life with you, Severus Snape.”

“Harry…”

“Is it not what you want?”

“I…It is, but…”

“There shouldn’t be any buts Severus!” he turned his face towards the man, his green eyes gleaming, and teary.

Snape smiled and reached out to touch Harry’s face, “My Harry.” he said caressing the young man’s face,

Harry took that as an opportunity to close the gap in-between himself and Severus “Please!” he whispered, “Make me yours,”

The tone of Harry’s voice sent chills up Severus spine and so he did what his body told him to do. Severus leaned in and gave a Harry a sweet, tender kiss that slowly turned into a fiery passionate one. Feeling the lips of the young man whom Severus knew was a virgin made everything seem right in the world. Merlin, Severus had never wanted anything more in his entire life. He could feel his whole body burning and he knew he had to get rid of their clothes. Immediately. He drew out his wand without Harry noticing and with a quick swish both he and Harry were butt naked.

To say the sudden exposure startled Harry would certainly be an understatement in fact he gasped and jumped about two feet back.

“Are you okay, Harry?!” Sev exclaimed.

“Oh my!” Harry jumped back.
“Merlin!” Looking Snape up and down.
“Shit.” Taking the whole situation in.
“Yes.” Taking a deep breath and seductively walking back to his soon to be lover.

Severus chuckled and embraced Harry greedily as soon as he came back, he rubbed the young mans, smooth back, drawing slow even circles around it. He breathed in the sweet smelling hair (Vanilla), as he gave him little kisses on the neck. Harry meanwhile was teasing Severus’ bum, by tracing the outline, over and over, and at the same time he gnawed on Sev’s shoulder, he didn’t know why, but he liked it.

Severus wouldn’t have minded standing forever like that with Harry, but he knew Harry would be excepting other things to be happening that night, and who was he to disappoint?

Severus sank down to his knees, drinking in Harry’s sweet, musky, male scent. He growled as he looked at the swollen cock in front of him, and Harry whimpered, knowing what was going to happen next.

Without much warning, Severus grabbed the prick that was in front of him and shoved it in his mouth, Harry cried out loud. Snape took Harry in all the way, till the cock’s head was in tickling the back of his throat. He sucked for a while before letting go to get a good suck on the bobbing, balls that had looked so tempting. After more moans from Harry, Sev, let his tongue drag up and down the sweet shaft, flicking the tip of the head every time it was reached. Harry panted, and stroked Sev’s Hair, (It was so soft, so fine, not greasy, just…beautiful.)

“Stop.” Harry panted.

Sev looked up.

Harry got down on his knees and in between Severus’ legs.

He spread the legs that were before him, and keeping his hands, one on each, began to suck on the manhood that was so hard it looked angry. Severus growled causing Harry to grin and suck harder and faster, his head bobbing. All Severus could see was the small black mess, that was Harry hair, going up and down.

Severus suddenly pulled Harry up, and with a slurpy smack, Harry’s mouth let go of the penis. Sev inserted his tongue into Harry’s mouth.

While their tongue’s battled for dominance, there cock’s rubbed up against each other; the friction caused Harry to loose focus on his oral battle. Snape however, seemed to be able to dominate both at the same time, this made Harry love him all the more. Severus rolled on top of Harry and let his penis rub against Harry’s in a hard, pushy, thrust. That was it for Harry. He came. All over his and Snape’s stomach. Severus grinned, then kissed the boy hard as he finished ejaculating.

“I win.” Snape drawled.

“B-Bastard.” Harry panted.

Snape smirked.

“You-You didn’t come.” Harry sounded frantic. Was I really bad? He wondered.

“I’m waiting.” He smirked again.

“For-for what?”

He kissed Harry again, “I. I want to cum, inside you Harry. If. If you’ll let me.” He didn’t sound so sure of himself.

Harry became hard, again. “Oh yes!”

Snape smirked, and flipped the boy over.

Harry smiled stupidly, he always hated being this weak, short, skinny guy, but now, he liked the idea of being so easily tousled (by Snape only of course.)

Severus opened a drawer, and pulled out a bottle.

Harry got on his knees and spread his legs, (he couldn’t wait)

The professor smirked when he saw his student so willing and ready.

“Are you sure, Harry?” Snape purred in Harry’s ear.

“Oh Merlin yes.” Harry replied.

Harry soon felt, something prodding at his little, virgin, entrance. It was Snape’s finger. Harry opened his legs wider. As it entered, Harry felt like he knew what it was like to be in heaven, to defeat Voldemort, to…dare he say it? to be loved?

He felt another finger enter him. “AHGH.”

“Are you okay?” Snape asked, concerned.

“Yes. Just…Please.”

Snape slowly began pumping his fingers in and out of the virgin hole, and when he felt that Harry was ready, he also began to extend his fingers in a scissor like fashion, making sure he got his new lover, nice and prepared, he added a third finger. Soon Harry was helping Snape with the preparations, rocking back and forth.

“Oh Severus, Sev, now, please. Now.” Harry begged.

Severus withdrew his fingers, and even though he had asked for it Harry groaned, but he was soon once again elated with delight as the fingers were replaced with something much bigger.

Severus slowly shoved his penis into Harry. He wanted Harry to feel the total effect of having a real man, inside of him. Harry cried out, when Severus hit his prostate.

“God Severus!”

Immediately Severus began bounding in and out of his lover, he loved feeling his balls slap against the smooth, butt that was Harry’s. He had one hand on the ground stabling himself, and the other wrapped around Harry’s cock. He wasn’t pumping it, quite yet, but he wanted Harry to know, it was his.

Harry felt his whole body burning with desire and lust yet the only thing he could do was feed the force that fed the fire. Harry groaned, and pushed his hips back as fast as he could. Severus needed and wanted release so he suddenly tightened the grip on Harry’s cock and began to let his hand work it up and down.

Soon the thrusting hips and hands were in sync. Harry started to cum, and when Severus heard the boy scream his name, he also began to cum, filling Harry with his sweetness.

When Severus was finished, he let himself collapse on top of the Seeker. He grinned.

That night, the two lovers fell asleep, with there legs wrapped around each other.

In the morning ….

Severus woke up suddenly, he felt like he was being watched. And indeed, he was.

Bright green, love filled eyes, were straying up at him.

“G’morning Severus.” Harry smiled timidly.

Severus blinked, “Perhaps.”

Harry frowned, “What does that mean.”

“It is too early to asses whether it is a good morning or not.”

Harry rolled his eyes, “I am merely wishing you a good morning.”

Snape smirked, and then laughed, and then smiled and then said, “Oh Merlin Help me! But I love you Harry.”

Harry beamed “I love you too Severus.”

“Then let me get some sleep.” Snape said joking. But Harry still frowned which caused Severus to chuckle, “Brat.” Severus threw his arms around His Harry, pulled him up next to his chest, and then fell back asleep.

Fin.