Somewhere

*laughs at title* sorry couldn't resist.
ok so our first little bit of solo.... actually the only bit so far.... i'll remedy that soon

so it's only a shorty (like me) ... (i'm stuck to my dressing gown!!)
help! (tugs frantically) crud.... ok i'm free

so anyway only a short one basically because......

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!

i wanted to see if anyone will give me birthday hugs and kisses...

muse: does that mean we have to aswell?
isis: yes
severus: but a man should never kiss a lady unless they are courting
isis: good thing i'm not a lady then. now come here lover boy
severus: help!
muse: you're on your own on this one
isis: you're next girlie
nuse: but.. but.. but.... run sev run!!
isis: mwahahahaha


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The shower made him feel like a new person… well actually it just made him feel like a person again. Being stuck in bed for nearly two weeks had left him feeling dirty and grimy. He was stiff and sore as well, all his muscles weak and aching. Even standing in the shower for a short time had left him exhausted so now he was laid on the floor, his legs stretched up the far wall, letting the hot water beat down on him. Taking a deep breath he let out a heavy sigh. Why did everything always happen to him? First his parents, then Voldermort and the constant attempts to kill him since he’d started Hogwarts. If that wasn’t enough he’d had to try and keep the fact that he was gay away from the press or they’d eat him alive, the demanding and mentally exhausting training and now this, this new power he had to contend with and the slow realisation that he was in love with Severus Snape. He’d missed his childhood and he’d never get it back.

Taking hold of the grab rail that Severus had transfigured the soap dish into, he heaved himself up and turned off the water. Crossing the room on decidedly unsteady legs he picked up a towel and wrapped it round his waist. With little grace he half fell and half sat on the toilet before calling out to Severus, who he was sure had been standing outside the door the whole time, just in case something had happened. His own knight in shining armour.

“I’m done.”

The door opened a crack and a voice drifted through.

“Are you decent?”

“That depends on what you mean by decent,” he snorted.

“I’ll take that as a yes then,” he said pushing the door open, but stopping short of entering. A shiver ran down his spine and he had to quickly suppress the growl that threatened to escape his lips. There sat an Adonis, a beautiful creature, the stuff of legends, all tanned skin and sculptured muscle. It was amazing how quickly he’d put on the much needed weight he’d lost and their training had toned him to perfection. Right now he sat wet and glistening, a small towel wrapped precariously low around his hips, giving him a glimpse of a dark trail of hair that disappeared under the fluffy cotton. Long lean legs were carelessly splayed, sending images of them wrapped around Severus’ waist running through his mind. Long, dark hair flowed messily down his back and over his shoulders. Even as he watched Harry innocently ran his tongue over his lips, making his breath catch and his mind wander. Merlin he was beautiful.

“Come on, I’m getting cold,” Harry complained.

Snapping out of his trance he strode across the room and helped the smaller man up. Once again offering his support they made their way back to Harry’s room. Severus could feel the heat from the others body seeping through his shirt, along with a creeping dampness from where they were touching.

“I’ll be alright from here,” said Harry when they got to his door.

With a nod and a gulp Severus all but fled to the safety of his own room, slamming the door shut and throwing up a silencing spell. With a slight groan he looked down in disgust at the tent in the front of his suddenly far too tight jeans. Moving to sit on his bed he pressed a hand hard against his groin, hoping to quell the problem, but unfortunately only making it worse. Seeing that the problem just wasn’t going to go away he lay down and unzipped the offending garment, slipping his hand into the confines in order to reach his goal. Wrapping his hand around his heated flesh he couldn’t help but think of Harry, no matter how hard he tried, images of the young man in various situations floating behind his closed lids. It didn’t take very long, not considering the last time he’d done this had been quite some time ago, then he was there, eyes squeezed shut, back arched and Harry’s name on his lips, body taught and quivering as he fell head first into oblivion. As he lay there he mentally berated himself, almost felt guilty and dirty. Harry would never want him. How could something so pure want something as soiled as himself. Banishing the mess he’d made he lay back and thought just how wonderful it would be to have the young man in his arms. It was a dream that would never happen, but a good dream none the less.


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lol so R&R pwease

To my loverly reviewers who I love dearly..... well maybe not you.... nah I do really

Vidalark -- oh the little birdy will bring something special... but it won't crop up till later

Nigellica -- your welcome. the blackbird is a cutey... in fact i've grown rather attatched to him....

mis -- lol you don't have to be that big for what my little birdy friend is going to bring. as for goo.... now if only I could get my birthday kiss from him
severus: dream on sister
isis: mean bastard

Verdastii -- my god i think i love you! you make me laugh so hard my cheeks hurt!! as for confusing genders.... good idea, my mates already think i'm a man, apparently i'm so butch i got man flu.... they're probably right... as for babies.... sev would most likely die *evil smirk* in fact you have no idea

Werewolf Mistress -- yeah that conversation provided quite a few giggles for me and vy.... and yes the blackbird will be around more and trust me... he's cute! i love 'im

Mie -- glad you think it's funny i'm trying my damned hardest to keep the humour at a high and i think i'd die if sev said anything about beating me... intentional or not who cares?! as for inheritance.... it's not done yet

so love and cake for the author.... please?

severus: don't beg it's unbecoming
isis: one little kiss then
severus: if i say yes will you stop pestering me?
isis: mmmhmm *frantic nodding*
severus: one then.... and no tongues!
*pecks isis on the lips*
severus: happy?
isis: *bizzare sound that resembles a strangled sheep*
severus: are you ok?
isis: *melts*
severus: oops.... *backs away*
muse: what did you do?
severus: birthday kiss....
muse: ah, just leave her she'll be fine soon
severus: oh, ok *walks off in search of mouthwash*
isis: mmmmmmmmm...... *floats around in warm gooey puddle* sigh