Lascivus Wanton

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling. The characters and the settings belong to J.K. Rowling, however the story is my own.

WARNING: This story contains adult scenes and situations which may offend some people, including slash, minor (16y.o) sex, and swearing.


Chapter 11: Admissions

He came to himself between soft comfortable satin sheets. He lay there, eyes closed, not thinking.

\"Harry? You awake yet?\" The smooth voice, softer then Harry had ever heard it, brought him back to the present. He\'d thrown rocks at his professor. A few weeks ago he would have wished he had the courage to throw rocks at Snape. But where was he? How did he get here? And why was the professor here? Guess I will have to open my eyes…

He was in Snape\'s room, in Snape\'s bed. Why did he bring him here? The man was sitting next to the bed in a tall backed polished wood chair, with green and silver upholstery and arms carved in the shape of snakes\' heads, rearing to strike. Snape noticed him staring.

\"Yes, it was Salazar Slytherin\'s chair.\" Harry nodded; it felt slightly unreal that they should be sitting here, Harry in Snape\'s bed, having a conversation about a piece of furniture. Especially after he was fairly sure he\'d just fainted after throwing rocks at the man in the main street of Hogsmeade. I wonder how many people saw that… and what they made of it?

Snape didn\'t look angry. Although it was hard to tell what Snape was thinking at any given time. In fact he was eyeing Harry as if he was likely to jump out of bed and start attacking him again. Harry started laughing at the thought. Snape stared at him, then raised one eyebrow questioningly. Harry laughed harder. The man shook his head warningly, looking slightly insulted. Harry was now in real danger of choking, he couldn\'t breathe he was laughing so hard. Snape got up and stalked out of the room.

It was a good five minutes before Harry could pull himself together enough to follow. He wasn\'t sure exactly what was going on, or why Snape was being so tolerant of him, but he was going to take advantage of it.

\"Why did you bring me here?\"

\"Where should I have taken you? You collapsed.\"

\"Well the infirmary would have been my guess.\"

\"I didn\'t think that… you were upset. I was afraid you might say something, get us in trouble.\"

\"Right. So I\'m only here so you can protect yourself?\"

He looked angry then; \"yes Harry, so I can protect myself. Do you have any idea what would happen to me if anyone found out about us? Dumbledore would fire me, block me out completely… I would die Harry. Dumbledore is the only thing between me and a very painful death. Voldemort would find out about you, and he would try to use me to get to you, and when I refused to go along with his plans he would use me against my will, either with the Imperius, or by causing me enough pain that he would hope you would come to save me. I would die and you could very well be lost too. Then that would be the end of our world. You have no idea whatsoever of my position.\" Snape\'s face was red, his eyes glowing coals.

\"So why did you give me that potion, that day in detention? Why start this thing if it put you in so much danger?\"

\"I didn\'t expect you to like it! I didn\'t expect it to be the start of anything! I didn\'t expect to fall in love with you!\" Fuck! Why did he say that? Why? \"I mean, I didn\'t know I would be attracted to you, didn\'t know it would be good…\" Harry was staring at him, green eyes wide in shock, mouth slightly opened in an O of surprise. Fuck! He couldn\'t love him… he didn\'t, so why did it slip out? Severus Snape? In love with Harry Potter? No! It was stupid. He didn\'t love him, he liked having sex with him, and was slightly possessive when it came to him seeing other people, but that wasn\'t love! Fuck! It couldn\'t be.

\"You lo…\"

\"NO! It slipped out, I didn\'t mean it!\" The green eyes clouded with anger and… hurt?

\"I mean… Fuck! I don\'t know what I mean! I don\'t know what I feel. I don\'t want you to see Ginny… are you seeing Ginny?\" He was babbling, saying anything just to keep talking, to avoid thinking about what he had just said, trying not to over-analyse the look he\'d just seen in Harry\'s eyes, just in case it meant what he thought it might mean.

\"I love you too.\" The words were said softly, but they echoed in Snape\'s head as if they\'d been shouted.

\"No! This isn\'t right! This can\'t be right! It\'s too dangerous, we can\'t do this! It\'s…\"

Harry shut him up by covering his mouth with his own. Snape stared at him for a second, then he closed his eyes. Harry felt the tongue slide between his lips. His breath caught and suddenly his hands were all over the older man. Snape had never used his tongue in a kiss before, and Harry wasn\'t prepared for the rush of desire that had swept over him. Harry heard himself making soft moans as the tongue thoroughly explored the inside of his mouth, his hands were on Snape\'s arse, and he realised he was making slow thrusting movements against him.

A loud knock at the door brought them both back up for air. They stepped back from each other just as the door flew open. Dumbledore and McGonagall swept into the room.

\"Harry! There you are… we got word you fell ill in Hogsmeade, that Severus left with you, but when you didn\'t turn up in the infirmary… Severus why on earth didn\'t you take him there? Didn\'t you realise we\'d be worried?\" McGonagall was furious with spent worry and relief.

Dumbledore simply stood, studying the pair, watching the blush Harry couldn\'t stop spread slowly up his cheeks. Harry was also painfully aware that both him and Snape currently had erections, but he doubted they would be visible under the loose robes. He hoped.

\"I actually didn\'t realise word would reach Hogwarts so quickly… and I thought it was best to bring the boy here since he had a fever, and I have potions for such things. Besides, Madame Pomfrey irritates me; I didn\'t want to have to answer her hundred questions.\" His face was passive, uncaring. He was once again the impenetrable Potions master, and Harry felt privileged he\'d had the chance to peek behind that mask, who would have thought the man behind it would be so complicated?

McGonagall was nodding, she knew of Snape\'s dislike of Madame Pomfrey, and it made sense that Snape would have potions to treat many ailments. Probably he could take over the woman\'s job…except that McGonagall couldn\'t see him consenting to look after sick children as part of his job. \"So how do you feel now? I heard you collapsed… what happened?\" She turned to Harry.

\"I, er…\" Did they know about the rocks? \"I just felt kind of dizzy and hot, I can\'t remember exactly what happened… I feel much better since taking the potion though.\"

She nodded. Well, not that I don\'t trust your judgement Severus, but I still think Harry should come up and see Madame Pomfrey now, perhaps she can determine exactly what happened. Oh and how did he look, before he collapsed? Was he acting confused? Disorientated? Was he pale or flushed?\"

Snape looked at Harry, \"He was pale, and yes he was definitely acting quite confused…\" Harry could swear the man looked amused.

Harry allowed himself to be led away, more relieved then he could describe that Dumbledore and McGonagall hadn\'t arrived a few minutes later, but at the same time frustrated they had had to arrive at all.

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Athought this one was pretty quick... chapter a bit shorter then usual though. sorry bout that :)