MINE

Chapter Fourteen


Harry spent a lot of time with Severus and Draco over the next couple of months, his marks improving as the two Slytherin’s kept at him to do well. Even in potions there was a remarkable improvement, with Severus rewarding him for every potion brewed correctly. There was a close call during one of the classes when salt was mysteriously added to Harry’s cauldron. He managed to smell the salt before he sampled the potion, but the fumes kept him bedridden for a few days with severe stomach pains and headaches. They never found out who added the salt.


It was soon approaching the Christmas holidays, and the students were anxious to leave. Harry sat in the last class of the day, and the last class before holidays. He was looking forward to the end of the class, as it was potions, and he was spending the next couple of days with Severus before they would be portkeying to the Malfoy mountain retreat to spend Christmas with Draco, Remus, and Lucius.

“Before you leave, the assignments you have been working on the past week are to be left on my desk. There will be no exceptions. Failure to hand it in, will be points taken from your house,” Severus instructed from the head of the class, trying to avoid Harry’s lustful gaze.

Harry was leaning down, taking his time in retrieving his assignment that he finished a few days ago, talking quietly to Hermione as they said their goodbye’s. Hermione was going to her parents for the holidays, and Ron to the Burrow. He already talked to Ron earlier in the day, as he didn’t have NEWT potions this year.

Severus saw Harry stalling to leave, and smirked to himself as he turned his back to put some books away on the shelf behind his desk. He heard the students place their rolled parchments on his desk, with a few brave souls wishing him a good Christmas. He turned and sat at his desk, placing the scrolls to the side, trying not to smile as he sensed Harry fidgeting in his seat.

“Something I can do for you Harry?” Severus asked, not looking up as he unrolled one of the assignments.

Harry warded the door, then walked to Severus’s desk, sensing that his mate was amused . . . and aroused. He came around to Severus’s side, put the lid on the red ink well, and straddled his mate’s lap. “Maybe a kiss to start with,” he grinned, putting his arms loosely around Severus’s neck.

“And you can’t wait until we get to my room?” Severus smirked, running his hands up Harry’s thighs to his hips to pull him closer.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to get a kiss from you Sev,” Harry smiled, leaning in to kiss the corner of Severus’s mouth.

“Since this morning,” Severus softly said against Harry’s lips, then pulled back when Harry was leaning in to deepen the kiss. “You can wait a little while longer,” he grinned, pulling himself to his feet.

Harry held onto Severus’s neck, as he wrapped his legs around his waist . . . not letting go. “I’ve been dreaming of you taking me on the desk Sev . . . your desk,” Harry huskily whispered by Severus’s ear, smiling when he felt the hands on his backside pressing him closer. “I want to feel you inside of me Sev. I love the way you fill me . . . making me yours.”

Severus groaned and tilted his head back as Harry’s lips and tongue were taking their fill of his arched neck. He leaned forward, sitting Harry on the edge of the desk. “And were you hard for me Harry?” He huskily asked, gliding his hand around to cup Harry’s erection through his jeans.

“Mmmm . . . gods . . . yes,” Harry moaned, throwing his head back as Severus pressed harder against him.

Severus watched with lust filled eyes, Harry writhing in front of him on his desk, rocking against his hand. His cock ached to be inside Harry after the whispered pleas in his ear. He undid his pants with his one hand, freeing his erection, to wrap his fingers around his length, slowly stroking in time with Harry’s movement against his other hand.

Harry felt Severus’s hand still on his erection, then heard the deep moan coming from him. He looked down to see Severus fisting his own erection. “Gods . . . Sev,” he moaned, reaching to join his hand with Severus’s.

“No. Not yet love,” Severus huskily said, giving a gentle push to Harry’s chest. “Evanesco,” he murmured, waving his hand over Harry’s jeans for them to disappear. “You see, I’ve also had that particular fantasy Harry,” he added, gliding his one hand up Harry’s naked thigh.

“Hmmm . . . Sev,” Harry whimpered, as he felt Severus easily slip a finger inside of him. His hand went to his erection, slowly stroking as another finger was added. “Please . . . Sev,” he moaned.

Severus used a lubricating spell on himself and positioned the head of his cock at Harry’s entrance. He slowly nudged the head in, then guided Harry’s legs to his shoulders. He slowly inched his way in the tight entry, easily taking him in. “You feel so good, love,” he moaned, partially withdrawing, to slide back in.

“Faster . . . Sev,” Harry groaned, gripping the edge of the desk to shift lower. “I want you to fuck me hard and fast Sev,” he panted.

“Oh, gods,” Severus moaned, gripping one of Harry’s legs, then thrust in deep and hard.

“Ah hh . . . yess . . . more . . . please,” Harry panted, locking his heated gaze with Severus’.

Severus pistoned his hips, thrusting deep and fast, his hand gripping Harry’s hip. The heat was building, his orgasm climbing higher to its peak. His hand wrapped around Harry’s cock, stroking it in time with his frenzied thrusts. He felt Harry’s tight inner walls constrict around his cock as jets of cum erupted from Harry’s cock. He slammed in, grinding in as he came, crying out Harry’s name.

Harry leaned up from the desk, locking his arms around Severus’s neck as they lowered themselves down onto the chair, with Severus still deep inside of him. “Mmmm . . . I needed that,” Harry huskily sighed by Severus’s ear.

“You always need that, Prat,” Severus softly laughed, kissing the side of Harry’s neck as his hand slipped up Harry’s T-shirt to stroke his back.

“Am I wearing you out already Severus?” Harry smirked, pulling away to look into his mate’s eyes, as he experimentally rocked his hips forward.

Severus groaned as he felt his softened cock move inside of Harry. He held Harry’s hips still, then slipped both hands up Harry’s sides, slowly pushing the shirt up higher. Harry lifted his arms for the shirt to be lifted over his head, then tossed to the floor. “No, Harry, you are not wearing me out,” he quietly said, gliding his hand up the center of Harry’s chest, to slip behind his neck to pull him close for a kiss. “I find it very easy to give in to your demands,” he added against Harry’s lips.

Harry’s hands slipped Severus’s many buttons undone as they shared soft lingering kisses, their tongues teasing the others’ lips. Moans were chorused as their naked chests touched, their kisses deepening as the heat was building up between them. Harry’s fingers tangled into the back of Severus’s hair as he hungrily devoured his mate’s lips and mouth. He felt the slow build up of magic humming through his body, then moaned against Severus’s lips when he felt the cock thicken inside of him again.

Severus’ kisses left Harry’s mouth, to trail across his chin to his ear, softly tugging on the hoop in Harry’s ear. Harry tilted his head back, then leaned back against the edge of the desk as Severus swirled his tongue onto the heated skin of his neck, then his chest. He loosely grasped Harry’s hips, pushing him down as he thrust up into him.

“Gods . . . Sev’rus,” Harry moaned, hanging onto Severus’s shoulders as he pushed down, over and over again onto the hardened shaft.

“Touch yourself Harry,” Severus huskily said, his lips by Harry’s nipple.

Harry felt the warm breath against his nipple, then arched into the touch as Severus circled the nub with his tongue, before lightly sucking it into his mouth. His hand loosely gripped his cock, slowly stroking the length as Severus set a slow but steady pace of thrusting up into him. His body was soon pulled up against Severus’s chest as he began to rock faster on top of his mate.

“Harry,” Severus panted, leaning his head against Harry’s neck as he pulled him down, and held him still as he emptied himself inside. He felt Harry’s hard cock wetly rub against his stomach, then pulled back.

Harry whimpered as Severus lifted him up, the fullness leaving him. “Sev . . . please,” he breathlessly moaned. His bottom was lifted onto the desk, then wet, warm heat surrounded his cock. He looked down to see Severus’s lips take in his cock, feeling a tongue flick against the sensitive head. “Ahhh . . . fuck!” Harry cried out as the head of his cock hit the back of his mate’s throat. His hand went to the back of Severus’s head as he thrust up. It took just a couple of thrusts up into the maddening heat, before he was shooting his cum down Severus’s throat.

Severus swallowed all that Harry gave him, sucking and licking him clean before pulling away to kiss his way up Harry’s stomach and chest. “Fantasy fulfilled, love?” He hoarsely asked, smiling down at Harry’s flushed face.

Harry nodded his head. “I’ll have to cross that off my list,” he grinned.

“You have a list?” Severus smirked, using a cleaning spell to take the cum off their bodies.

“Yeah,” Harry laughed, pulling on his shirt again after he accio-d his clothes back to him. “There’s the kitchens, the library, Albus’s office . . . ”

“I think not,” Severus interrupted, giving a slight shiver at the thought of doing anything in Albus’s office.

“The lagoon.”

“Lagoon?” Severus asked.

“At the mountain retreat,” Harry grinned. “I kind of expanded a pond when I was there.”

“How about in a bed?” Severus suggested, helping Harry to his feet after he slid his pants back on.

“There’s that too,” Harry grinned, linking his fingers through Severus’s as they went through the hidden door in the classroom to Severus’s private quarters.

The two of them relaxed in the very large sunken bathtub, then slipped on their pajamas and robes, and snuggled together on the couch. Severus picked out a muggle novel, and Harry lay back against Severus’s chest, content, as he listened to the smooth melodious voice tell the tale of wizards, elves, and hobbits.


~*~


The next day, Harry was helping Severus brew some potions for the infirmary when there was a scratching at the closed door of the laboratory. Severus turned down the flame beneath his cauldron, and went to see what the odd scratching noise was. Once opened, he quickly ducked as Draco’s eagle owl, Isis, flew into the room to perch on Harry’s shoulder.

“What does Draco want now?” Severus asked, glaring at the owl as it preened beneath Harry’s stroking fingers.

“You’re just upset that Isis doesn’t like you,” Harry laughed, motioning to the owl to hop onto the table, away from the cauldron.

“At least your falcon, Nightwing, likes me,” Severus smirked, reaching out to pet Isis, to have his fingers snipped by the owl.

Harry leaned over to kiss Severus on the mouth, grinning as he pulled away to see what Draco had written him. He unrolled the parchment, then shook his head in bemusement as he read the note.

Harry, my best brother, my better half,

I need help! Fred and George informed me that we were going to the Burrow on Christmas day to have dinner. I had bought something for Ron, Ginny, and the twins of course, but not anything for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, or Charlie and Bill (Percy won’t be there). I was told I didn’t have to get them anything, but I really want to make a good impression on them, because of Fred and George. You know them better than me, so please help me shop for their gifts tomorrow, Harry. I would like to get something unique and special, and thought muggle London might be a good idea. The shops are open on Sundays, right??? I realize it’s your time with the bat, but you’ll see him when he comes a couple of days later. Isis will wait for your reply.

Your loving, devoted brother


“Bat?” Severus questioned reading over Harry’s shoulder.

“It’s a form of endearment,” Harry laughed. “Did you know we were going to the Burrow on Christmas day?”

“Arthur may have mentioned it,” Severus smiled, putting his arms around Harry’s waist to pull him back against his chest. “They’re your family too. Are you going to help the brat shop for even more gifts?”

“Do you mind?” Harry asked, turning to face Severus. “Draco, in a muggle shopping mall, alone is,” shudders, “scary,” he finished.

“Of course I don’t mind, Harry. We’ll see each other in a few days, and you can show me this lagoon of yours,” Severus suggestively said, leaning in to nuzzle his lips against Harry’s neck.

“Is there anything that you need, that I can pick up for you?” Harry softly asked, tilting his head back.

“I have just Albus to buy for, and what I had in mind is found in muggle London.”

“Let me guess . . . candy?” Harry grinned, pulling back to look at Severus.

“Some of those smarties he’s always crunching on, or some other sweets. Anything other than those blasted lemon drops,” Severus replied.

Harry turned again to write on the back of Draco’s note, to say that he would be waiting at the Leaky Cauldron at noon the next day, then carefully tied it to Isis’s leg. He gave the owl a pat on the head, then gave a low moan when Severus’s hands went to his sides, then his stomach as he was pulled back, his bottom rubbing against a very prominent erection.

“Are we almost done with the potions?” Harry breathlessly asked, pushing back.

Severus waved his hand over the cauldron to put a stasis spell on it. “It can hold,” he huskily said by Harry’s ear, as his hand slid down over Harry’s jeans to press against a growing hardness.

“Mmm . . . I . . . think . . . we should . . . continue this in bed,” Harry softly panted, placing his hand over Severus’s to press down harder on his erection.

Severus kissed the side of Harry’s neck, then stepped back and grasped Harry’s hand in his to lead him back to his bed, making sure to ward his laboratory and his rooms, before Harry and he spent the next few hours back in bed.

tbc

NOTE: Special thanks to Strife for beta-ing. I know I don't mention it in every chapter, but I do appreciate it. Although I end up changing some of the text while I read over it, I do appreciate the help. I would like to comment on a few reviews that I've received lately.

From jj on Dec. 12/05:
Salt allergy? Ummm, the body, in particular the brain, needs salt in order to function. Its vital, everything I have ever read about people having allergic reactions after eating salt has been to check every ingrediant, as often there are anti-clump agents derived from corn and the like which are likely causing the reactions.
His eyes must be giving him trouble as well, as your tears are a naturaly produced saline sulotion. Salt is in the blood, in your brain and in your body all over.

Not sure if jj and JJ are the same reviewer, but if it is I do thank you for the previous reviews. Okay....first of all I didn't know that about the salt thing in our bodies. Second....this is a fiction story that I started from a challenge that intrigued my by becca589 on silversnitch (down at the moment...I miss it). Harry is not human, he is a creature that has been thought to be extinct. So he will be different than humans... like the salt allergy, the aversion to wand light, and healing tears. She had like two pages of requirements she was looking for the challenge. I will be submitting the whole challenge.. word for word.. at the end of this story. Can't wait....check it on my yahoo group (see profile).

Also....a note to Jane - Dec. 12/05:
I personally like the 'DETENTION' site and would be happy to see it come back. I am not the only person that took up this challenge, so the other authors may have the same idea, but not the same plot. Sorry for the slow updates, but it's Christmas and I work in retail. Busy!!!!

Thanks again to everyone else that reviewed. I do check and read them everyday, and it's what keeps me writing. I really do appreciate it even though I don't thank each individual review personally. Three more chapters to go. Finished, but I'm editing. I'm my own worst critic.

~tas