Dreams No Mortal Ever Dreamed Before

14. Those Gazes

At breakfast the next morning Snape was reading the Daily Prophet which still ran feature stories about what had happened three weeks ago. Harry was slowly eating a buttered toast and dangled his feet over the edge of the couch.


“Anything interesting?” he asked taking a sip from his tea.


“No.”


Okay Snape was not a morning person. In fact he was in a rotten mood this morning hiding behind his newspaper since Harry had come out of the bath.


Somehow Harry could feel some empathy with him- Harry was used to sharing accommodations with fellow students for over five years but Snape had lived here alone for a long time.


Deciding to give it another go Harry finished his toast, keeping his voice friendly. He was grateful he could live here because sharing quarters with Dumbledore would have been worse and so he saw no reason to anger Snape.


“Did you sleep well?”


Harry had no experience how to behave when you shared quarters with a person with whom your relationship was, well a little rocky.


This time Snape did not answer at all, just continuing to sip from his cup of tea. In this moment Harry would have used a short glimpse into the potion master's mind to see what he was thinking but the potion made it impossible to do so. But he was a Gryffindor and giving up was no real option.


“What is your first class today?”


Snape tossed the newspaper onto the couch table his face set into a scowl.


“Mr Potter, as you might have realized I am not a morning person and used to spend the time before I have to cram some knowledge in those dunderheads' brains here, silently reading my newspaper. So if it is not too much to ask please refrain from small talk and give me some peace.”


Keeping the smile on his face because Harry knew it bugged Snape he nodded.


“No problem.”


Now Snape looked a little suspicious but seized the newspaper and buried himself behind it.


So, having a nice little chat with Snape this early in the morning was out of the question. Letting his gaze drift through the room he wondered what he was supposed to be doing during the day.


“You may use my office to start catching up on what you missed during your unfortunate trip to the hospital.”


Harry felt the familiar anger swelling in his chest when Snape so blatantly used legelimency on him when he had no way to defend himself.


But not wanting to risk a fight when he depended on Snape to take care of him Harry jumped from the couch.


“I return to my room to get dressed, Sir.”


Once again Snape grunted his approval and so Harry opened the door to his private room, enjoying to be all alone in a room of his own. There was not very much furniture in here, only a huge four poster bed, a wardrobe and a drawer that were joined by Harry's trunk standing at the end of the bed.


Impatiently Harry shrugged off his pyjama top and when he opened the wardrobe he noticed that on the inside of one cabinet door was a mirror and so he stared at himself.


Hermione had been right, he had lost weight and he could see shadows under his ribs. Other than that he looked his usual self with his hair askew from sleep.


Slowly he chucked off his pants and once again looked at himself now that he had the chance to do so with nobody around. His shaft lay flaccid in the curls of his brown hair. So far after things with Cho had not worked out he had not have another girlfriend and so he had no idea if it was adequate.


As he contemplated that he remembered when Snape had kissed him in the hospital, the way it had made his toes curl with pleasure and to his surprise he saw his cock hardening a little bit.


Snape had tasted of peppermint and earl grey tea, his tongue smooth and certainly skilled. It had been a thrill to share a real kiss with someone because with Cho it had been a sweet kiss, but rather awkward.


Now his cock was hard and Harry felt the familiar tingle in his stomach and could not help taking the hardness into one hand. Closing his eyes he slowly began to pump it, trying to recreate the kiss in his mind as he got closer to orgasm.


He had not wanked in weeks and he felt his body tensing up the familiar way before it erupted over his hand a soft moan spilling forth from his mouth.


His breathing was ragged as he forced himself to calm down and once he felt his heart beat returning to his usual path he opened his eyes. He wanted to cast a cleaning charm on him when he remembered he did not have his wand.


Cursing silently he knew he had to return to the bathroom to clean himself up the muggle way. In that moment he heard a knock on his door and then Snape's voice.


“Potter, I am going to teach my first class. I expect you to revise the notes Ms Granger has left here yesterday.”


“Yes Sir.” He sounded out of breath, his voice a little deeper than normal.


“Potter, is everything all right with you?”


“Yes, I am fine,” Harry insisted and was relieved when he heard Snape walking away from the door and then leaving.


Slumping on his bed Harry closed his eyes beginning to feel he maybe should have decided to stay with Dumbledore.

Harry had been sitting in Snape's office for about two hours when he heard somebody knocking. Harry had no idea if he was allowed to react at all but then the door was pushed open slightly and Ron poked his head in.


“Is it clear?” he asked and when Harry nodded he opened the door completely revealing the twins who had a mad grin on their faces.


“Harry, can we come in or do you throw an unforgivable on us?” Fred asked cheekily causing Harry to snort.


“I guess we are out of those,” he answered and the three boys entered the room and closed the door behind themselves.


Looking around the room George made a face.


“Snape's office is still as ugly as when we here during our detentions. Do you think we could use your room to be a little more comfortable?”


“You are playing with your lives” Harry said, “If Snape finds out he is going to be livid.”


Fred waved it away. “We can protect ourselves and we are no longer students here.”


“I need to leave anyway Harry,” Ron said from the door. “I have to hurry a little bit to make it to transfiguration on time. See you later?”


“Sure.”


Once Ron was gone Harry opened the door to Snape's living room and joined the twins when they stepped inside.


“I guess we can stay here in the living room. Snape has classes until lunch so we should be fine.”


Harry flopped down on the couch and Fred sat down in Snape's arm chair while George walked through the room.


“Where are the torture devices Snape must have stored here somewhere?”


Harry just laughed at him happy to have company at last.


“Maybe in his bedroom?” Fred suggested when George sat down next to him.


“Maybe he is into that?” Fred wondered and then winked at Harry. “What is he like when you are together in here?”


Harry took a cookie from a plate on the table.


“Grumpy, silent but at least making an effort to be civil.”


“So when are you gonna fuck?” George asked casually.


Harry almost chocked on the cookie staring at the redhead as if he had grown another head.


“What makes you think...” he started but was interrupted by Fred.


“Harry, apart from the the whole calling thing I have it from a reliable source that between the sheets Snape is a god. Has a big cock and knows how to use it.”


Blushing profusely Harry could not help a little jealousy.


“From what reliable source?”


The redhead took a cookie as well still easy about the topic.


“Bill fucked him a couple of years ago.” When Harry could not close his mouth he continued. “After he graduated. Seems the git has principles and does not bed students.”


“I AM a student,” Harry mentioned trying to squelch the feeling of irritation knowing about Bill and Snape.


“True but you are Harry Potter and he needs to shag you so that you can defeat Voldie.”


“I am the last person in the world he would consider to fuck,” Harry added after a long pause, his voice sounding the tiniest bit hurt.


George snorted. “I beg to differ Harry. The man volunteered to stay with you most of the time when you laid comatose in the hospital and the gazes he throws at you...”


“What gazes?” Harry asked surprised.


“What my brother wants to say,” Fred said, “since you started your education at Hogwarts you have a way to get under his skin. Loosing points...”


“...detentions...” George added happily.


“...him being irritated with you...”


“... and the gazes,” George finished. “Look, either he really hates you for no apparent reason or he has the hots for you, being all sexually frustrated can do the strangest things to a guy.”


Harry was baffled and had no idea what to reply but Fred saved him.


“If you want him to fuck you, you need to show a little bit more skin during all the time you spend here with him. Forget to close the bathroom door when you shower, walk around without a shirt. He will never force himself on you, because as I said the guy has principles.”


“And why should I want to fuck him,” Harry asked after a short moment.


“Because of his very impressive cock and what he knows to do with it.”


Blushing once again Harry wanted to reply something when the door was pushed open and one very grumpy Snape appeared.


“Potter, why are not in my office revising?” he asked and when he saw the twins his face got sourer. Before he had a chance to say something the twins jumped to their feet.


“We were on our way anyway Professor. It was a pleasure meeting you again and Harry-” Fred turned to Harry. “Think about what we suggested.”


Once they were gone Harry waited for the inevitable lecture but then a wicked idea entered his mind.


While Snape started about rules, responsibility and his education he accidentally let his jumper hunch up a little exposing his abdomen while he pouted a little.


The effect was not easily seen and without the twin's suggestion he would not have noticed at all but Snape's gaze drifted to the exposed skin and his breath sped up just the tiniest but.


When he was done Harry apologized, promised to behave and then when he got up he brushed Snape once he walked to his room to gather some more of his books.


When he collapsed on his bed a wide grin was on Harry's face as he considered what he had learnt today. So Snape thought him attractive, it would be easy to torture him with more glimpses of smooth creamy skin.


For a moment he pondered the weird twist his life had taken but then he shrugged it off- a boy got to do what a boy got to do.


Two rather long chapters today and a little more smut. Please tell me what you think, it makes me happy.