Dreams In Time

TITLE: Dreams In Time 17 of ??
AUTHOR: Casey Snape
PAIRING: Snarry
RATING: NC-17
FEEDBACK: caseysnape@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: The characters and concepts in the following story do not belong to me. I just like to play with them and make them do naughty things to each other. They are the property of JKR, all of her assignees, yada yada yada, so on and so forth, BUT if she ever wants to get rid of Sev, well, I’ve got first dibs.
WARNINGS: Parts of OTP & all of HBP never happened. OOC. AU. Time Travel / MPreg / Graphic Sex / Rimming / Masturbation / Voyeurism / Mention of BDSM / Some Mention of Het. Sex / Questionable Consent to ????? / Dirty talk

Author’s Note: In my story, Frank Longbottom is a good deal older than the Marauders. Poppy was born, out of wedlock, when he was about 17 or so. Obviously, he continued to be in her life until he met Alice, who happens to be about 5 or 6 years older than James and Lily. Once he met Alice, he unintentionally “forgot” about Poppy and her mother. We all know how that goes….

From Chapter 16: THE TRINITY OF THE INCORRUPTIBLE

“And Professor Snape, yours is the purest reason of all. You want to retrieve Mr. Black because of your love for another; to make the person happy. That, gentlemen, makes your motives incorruptible.

Chapter 17: THE ALTERNATE USES OF VERITASERUM

The three men were in a state of suspended disbelief at Griphook’s proclamation. Still, they listened intently as Griphook explained all that he had discovered. Remus, being Sirius’s mate, had been soul-linked to the former convict, making it possible to find him through all planes of existence. Sirius, the goblin reasoned, must have a matching spell placed on him in order for the werewolf to focus his attentions. He performed a quick revealing charm that identified the spell on Lupin, verifying that it was, in fact, the headmaster that had placed the enchantment. Albus was stunned. He did not remember placing any spells on either man.

At the end of his explanations, Griphook looked toward Severus. “Professor Snape, You appear to have something on your mind. Would you like to share your concerns?”

Severus took a deep breath to steady himself and gave voice to his thoughts. “This – Master – has taken over the Ministry. How can we get in to retrieve the mutt?” He saw the frown that invaded the werewolf’s face. “I apologize, Remus. Old habits are hard to break.” Remus nodded abruptly as he caught the Potion Master’s eye, “I understand, Snivellus.” Severus grimaced and opened his mouth to begin what would have been a spectacularly bruising rejoinder when the headmaster interrupted, “Gentlemen, let bygones be bygones. I believe we have a duty to complete.”

“Of course, Albus.”
“Yes, Headmaster”

“Good, now, if you please, could you explain how we are to get into the Ministry?”

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Harry waited for hours for Severus to join him in their rooms. He was nervous still, but after their kiss, he couldn’t help but feel more than a little hopeful. He alternated between wandering aimlessly looking at the odd knick-knacks and sitting on the sofa, hands between his knees and staring at the door, willing it to open and reveal the man he was waiting for. Finally, during one of the bouts of glaring at the offending unopened door, Harry fell into a deep sleep. That was when it started to get interesting.

START OF DREAM

Harry was in the sitting room he shared with Severus. He was just about to get up and begin stalking around the apartment when the door opened. He turned sharply and huffed in relief as Severus finally walked in. Severus crossed the room, kneeling as he advanced on Harry, and claimed his lips in a sumptuous kiss Harry experienced all the way down to his toes. Harry groaned as he pulled the other man closer, demanding more – more of the kiss, more of the touch, more of him. Severus let himself be gathered close, reveling in the heat radiating from the younger man. Severus was almost to the point of no return, the place where sensation and desire overcame mental process and animal instincts took control. He moaned, realizing that he needed to stop this before it was too late, even as he continued mapping out the man’s mouth with his tongue. He brought his hand up to Harry’s face, cupping his cheek reverently and pulled back to gaze at his lover’s glazed eyes. “Alex, Harry, love, as much as I want to continue, I believe we need to stop. We need to talk before anything else happens.”

Harry watched Severus from beneath half-lidded, lust-fogged eyes. His lips, still burning from that remarkable, scorching kiss, were unable to form the words he longed to say. He wanted nothing else than to pull the dark haired man down and show him exactly what he wanted to tell him. Sev’s words began to seep into his brain, and although Harry didn’t want to, he had to agree. They did need to talk. He nodded as he rearranged himself on the settee, turning to face where Severus now sat.

“You heard everything, didn’t you?” Harry already knew the answer, but he had to ask anyway.

Severus inclined his head slightly as he answered, “Yes. I heard everything that Lily, your mother, said. What I need to know is…how?”

“I’m not really sure, actually. I still don’t remember that much. I know about my life before Hogwart’s, but that’s it. The goblin at the bank told me my real name and my parents’ names. That’s how I knew. Mum, well, she figured it out on her own; she’d been having dreams about me and says she ‘recognized’ me from the dreams. I really don’t understand how this happened, or even what really happened.”

“Alex…Harry, first, which one do I call you?”

Harry smiled sheepishly, “Harry, when we are alone. Alex for the other times, if that isn’t too difficult.”

Severus returned his smile. “Harry,” he purred, “Do you still want me to help you regain your memories?”

The boy savior squirmed as the man’s deep chocolate voice sent the blood rushing straight to his cock. “Um, yes, please, but not tonight. Maybe we can start on it tomorrow?”

“I believe that would be acceptable, Harry.” Severus knew his voice was having an effect on Harry. He smirked as he saw the boy shifting as he talked. He wondered if he could make the young man come just from speaking to him. Well, that would be an experiment for another time. “What about this…attraction that we feel? Lily said that we were soulmates. What do you think?”

“I have thought about that. I can’t explain why, but I think she may be right. I mean, I don’t know, but I feel that this – we – are…UGH!” Harry threw his head back and his hands up in frustration. “I can’t put this into words. There is just a feeling that I have, one that says ‘This is it. This is where I am supposed to be’ whenever I’m near you. I feel happy, at peace…like I’ve finally come home after a trip that lasted too long. Am I making any sense?”

Severus couldn’t help but laugh at Harry. He understood how the younger man felt. He felt the same way himself. “Actually, I don’t think I could have put it any better myself. I don’t trust easily, or accept easily, either. Yet, I have trusted you and accepted you from the first moment I saw you.” He paused and leaned forward to look Harry in the eye. “I don’t usually put stock in Divination, but in this case, I believe that I have to. I…,” he searched Harry’s face for a moment trying to judge how his next statement would be received. ‘In for a knut, in for a galleon, Severus.’ He took a deep breath and continued, “I am jealous when I think of you with anyone else. I feel a need to claim you as my own. I have never felt this way about anyone, and I do not believe that I will ever feel this way about anyone else. I dreamed about you before I knew you were Harry. That’s why I called that name. I saw you, but you changed. Your eyes were a different color, and your hair was darker, shorter, and looked like you had just tumbled out of bed. I don’t care what your name is, what you look like. All I care about is you. Harry, I think I…,” Severus gulped against his suddenly dry throat and dropped his gaze to stare at his hands, “I love you.”

Harry inhaled sharply as he heard the confession. Moisture glistened in his eyes as he took in the meaning of the words. “Oh Severus,” he whispered. He crawled across the couch to take a potion-stained hand in his. “Severus, I love you, too. I don’t know how, but I do.” Severus looked up and saw the honesty, love, and desire in Harry’s eyes. He felt like his heart was about to burst. He leaned forward to kiss those wonderful lips, but stopped just short. Harry mock-glared at him, bewildered. “Can I see you, Harry? The real you?” Smiling softly, Harry dropped the glamour. Severus gasped as he finally saw the real Harry – not as a vision, a dream, or anything else – but in flesh and blood and sitting right in front of him. It was better than anything he could have ever imagined.

Severus leaned in and kissed Harry. Harry grabbed Sev’s shoulders and pulled, leaning backwards as he did. Both men moaned as they felt the results of Harry’s action; Severus was now on top of Harry, pinning the man to the sofa. Severus braced himself on his forearms and aligned his body on top of Harry’s, gasping as his cloth covered cock came in contact with the smaller man’s. Harry pulled his legs up, placing his feet flat against the cushions. He renewed his attack on Severus’s mouth as he pushed his hips up, grinding into Sev’s pelvis. There was no stopping this time. Both men were too far gone to even consider it.

Harry grabbed at the collar of Sev’s shirt. He pulled at the buttons, desperate to reach skin. Unfortunately, the small round objects seemed to be as stubborn as their owner. Finally, he pulled hard, ripping the buttons off the shirt and tearing the fabric. Severus didn’t care, however, as Harry apologized by raking his nails lightly down Sev’s chest and across one flat, brown nipple. Severus threw his head back, panting at the sensation. Harry wasted no time, he lifted up, attaching his mouth to the other man’s neck, and began licking and biting. He slid his hands up to Severus’s shoulders, pushing the garments off. Sev shrugged out of the robe and shirt, dropping them to the floor beside them. He reached down, fumbling for his wand in his robe pocket. Finding it, he bit out a spell as Harry bit lightly on his nipple, then licked and sucked it gently. Severus grinned in satisfaction as he noticed that the spell had worked: His green-eyed beauty was naked beneath him. He dropped his wand to the floor and worked his hand between them, grasping Harry’s hard, leaking prick in his stained fingers. Harry arched, his head falling back as he let out a long, needy moan. Harry’s hips bucked, straining for more contact. Severus let out a breathy “oh” as he tightened his grip on Harry’s shaft.

Harry screamed, “Fuck, Sev!” He dropped his hand to the floor and groped for a wand. His fingers found one, and he quickly ground out the same spell he had heard Severus use. Heated, passion-damp skin came into contact with more heated, passion-damp skin. Severus sat up between Harry’s thighs. His lover was gorgeous. He raked his nails up the underside of Harry’s thigh, causing Harry to arch into his hand. “So responsive,” he murmured. He leaned down and placed a swift, almost chaste kiss on Harry’s panting mouth. Severus trailed his lips over the slightly rough jawline, nipping, licking, and sucking, wringing the most deliciously sinful sounds from the green-eyed god’s wicked mouth. He traced a soft earlobe with his tongue, letting his hot breath ghost over Harry’s ear as his hand continued to explore the young man’s cock and balls. “Do you want me to suck you, Harry? Do you want me to take you deep in my mouth and milk your cock with my tongue until you can’t help but blast your spunk down my throat? Is that what you would like? Hmmm, my love,” Severus purred, his voice deep and husky. “Or do you want me to slick your prick and mount you? Would you like to feel yourself embedded deep inside my very hot, very tight arse? Would you have me ride your cock slow and steady, or fuck myself on you hard and fast?”

Harry howled at the depraved words falling from his lover’s lips. “Yes…no. Not this time. I…oh, fucking Merlin, more! I want you, inside me. Please,” Harry gasped. “please take me. Claim me, just like you said.”

Severus hissed seductively, “Oh, yes, my Harry. I will claim you. But first, I need you to turn over.” Harry scrambled to obey the assistant professor. Severus dug into his robes, his eyes never leaving Harry’s nubile body, until he found a small crystal vial. He nearly dropped the bottle when he saw his Harry, head resting on his forearms, presenting his delectable rear so very nicely for Severus’s perusal. Sev swallowed thickly as his shaking hands opened the vial and let a few drops dribble down the base of Harry’s spine. He corked the bottle and set it next to Harry’s arm as he watched the glistening liquid slide down Harry’s skin toward the small pucker he would soon enjoy. He slanted over Harry’s back, slowly kissing, caressing and biting his way down. He enjoyed every moan, scream, and whimper he elicited from his lover. He licked down Harry’s spine, following the same path the potion had taken just minutes before, sliding his tongue through the remnants of the thick liquid toward Harry’s opening. He could taste Harry’s unique flavor through the tang of the concoction. He felt very satisfied at being able to make the young man respond like such a wanton slut. He circled the small hole, feeling himself harden even more at Harry’s broken groan. “Fuck, Sev. What are you doing?”

“Harry, my love, I am tasting you. I am going to tease you, taste you, then fuck you with my tongue until you beg for me to fill you. When I finally slide into your tight arse, you will be so hot, so ready for me that you will come on the spot. Then I will pound you through the cushions so hard and for so long that you’ll come again, this time taking me with you.” Severus breathed against Harry’s twitching pucker. Oh yes, so responsive. Before Harry could say anything else, Severus flicked his tongue across the muscle, then sucked. Harry screamed a series of words that had no form and pushed his hips back towards Severus. Sev allowed himself a small smirk of contentment before he dove in, sucking, teasing and fucking the young man just as he had said.

Harry couldn’t decide if this was heaven or hell. It felt so good, so fucking wonderful, but he needed release so badly. It was torture. He bit the cushion below him as he thought ‘if this is torture, chain me to the wall.’ He was so close. Just a little more and he’d be…fuck! Severus stopped. Harry sobbed, “Please.”

Severus grinned as he heard his man’s cries. He nipped Harry’s cheek gently as he retrieved the small bottle. “Turn over, my bratling. I can’t wait much longer.”

Shakily, Harry turned over, throwing one leg over the top of the sofa and pulling the other to his chest. He was so needy. His cock was throbbing and so hard it was almost flat against his stomach. He watched with pleading eyes as Severus opened the vial and poured some of the liquid onto his stained fingers. His eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the man slid two slick fingers into his loosened hole. He grunted and pushed back. “So perfect, my Harry. So hot and tight.” Severus pumped his fingers into Harry a few times, and then withdrew. The boy wonder keened at the loss. Severus poured some more of the potion on his hand and then slid three fingers into the tight opening. Both men moaned. Severus plunged his fingers in, changing the angle until he found Harry’s prostate. “Fucking hurry already! I need you!” Sev pressed the small gland once more before withdrawing his fingers. He made to pour the last of the potion onto his hand, but Harry stopped him by taking the bottle from his hand. Severus watched as Harry emptied the container into his own hand. He hissed and threw his head back, arching his back and jerking his hips forward as Harry slicked the liquid onto Sev’s cock.

Sev grabbed Harry’s wrist to keep him from continuing the enticing pull. “Don’t. I don’t want to come yet.” Harry stopped moving until Severus looked at him. He tilted his head toward Sev’s prick, and watched the man’s dark eyes glaze over even further as Harry ran his finger along the slick cock and slowly brought his finger to his mouth. He fought a smirk as Severus gulped when Harry slowly put his finger into his mouth and sucked, reveling at the taste of precome and potion mingled together.

Sev couldn’t control himself. He bent down and kissed Harry hard. At the same time, he pushed his hips forward, his prick thrusting into Harry’s stretched opening, seating himself fully inside his young lover. He pulled out, ready to thrust again when he heard Harry moan.

END OF DREAM

Severus opened eyes he couldn’t remember closing. Harry was beneath him, writhing, but not in pain. Pearly white globs decorated both of their stomachs and chests. Harry pulled him back down, “More, damn it. Harder!” Severus thrust back in as hard as he could, wrenching guttural moans from both of them. “Yes! Again,” Harry screamed. Severus was too far gone to do anything but comply. He had never felt anything so perfect, and he proceeded to tell his Harry just that.

“I love you, Harry. So much. Ahh…so…hot. Perfect. Tight…oooh…yes.” Severus continued to pound into the willing flesh beneath him. “Harry, love you. Yours, Harry, yours until…AH!...you change your mind. You’re mine, Harry, mine forever. I’ll wait for you forever.” Severus was so close. He just needed a little something…more. Something that was just out of his reach, it seemed.

Harry was in the same state. He had already come once, and was already on the edge again. He tried keeping his eyes open, but it was too much. Watching Severus was too intense. He wrapped his arms around the lithe man and dug his nails into the pale skin on Sev’s back. He heard Severus speaking to him, and answered back as best he could. “Yes, Severus. Love you, too. Oh… right there.” Harry clenched his muscles, striving to meet his lover stroke for stroke. “Forever, Sev…oh, harder, like that…Mine forever. Fuck, Sev. More! Never leave. I’m yours, forever!” Harry screamed as his climax roared through him, shooting stream after stream of hot, white come between them. Severus felt the muscles clenching around his cock and saw Harry’s release flooding the space between their bodies. That and Harry’s declaration sent him over the edge. His eyes fluttered closed as he thrust once more and erupted violently inside his love. Severus collapsed, blacking out from the intense orgasm, just as Harry did the same.

Neither man noticed the white light that began to glow as they made love. Too wrapped up in each other and the sensations they were creating together, they didn’t notice the light built as their passion increased, until, finally, it discharged in a blinding flare of love and magic that filled the room and rocked Hogwarts to its core at the same time as their mutual climax. Or, that when it dissipated, there was a shining platinum Celtic wedding band around the third finger of each of their left hands.