Control

My readers certainly are spoiled- now they are complaining I update too fast. *winks*

unneeded Yes, I rather like my Snape too- he is pretty hot, no? Too bad, he is gay, but a girl can dream...

Eve Gosh, that is too bad- I would have loved to read that review but thanks for retyping it in short. For writing this story forever- actually I started writing chapter 25 last night and I am not even halfway through. Talk about epic.


Old Friends

It was two hours later when Harry stumbled out of the fireplace in the atrium of the Ministry of Magic in London, relieved that there was very little traffic this early in the morning. He approached the front desk and schooled his face into a friendly, innocent mask as he adressed the young lady sitting there.


“Ehm, excuse me?” he said when she was engrossed in a newpaper.


She looked up and he recognized Lavender Brown then.


“Harry, that is a surprise! How are you?”


“Fine, thanks. How are you?” Harry felt better, knowing it would be much easier to get the information from somebody he knew,


She smiled broadly and showed him her hand where a golden ring sat.


“Me and Seamus married a week ago so I am more than just fine.” She blushed a bit. “I rather like your new style Harry- black tight fitting pants. Are you not scared somebody will grope your bum?”


Harry shook his head smiling. “Been there, done that. I am looking for somebody but I only know his first name. Could you help me?”


“Sure thing Harry,” Lavender replied and nodded. “So, what's his first name?”


“Hayden. He is an auror I think.”


Lavender burst out laughing. “Oh, then I do not even have to think very hard. Headauror Philips' office is on the second floor to the right.”


“Thank you Lavender and congratulations to you and Seamus. It was nice seeing you again.” said Harry with a genuine warm smile.


Lavender returned the smile. “Maybe I see you around.” With one last big smille she returned to reading her newspaper.


Harry walked to the checkpoint where his wand was taken and entered one of the elevators with the doors closing after he was in. On the second floor he exited and walked down the corridor to the right, reading the signs next to the doors and at the end of the hallway he finally found it.


Head auror Hayden Philips was written and he wanted to knock when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. Spinning around he found the blonde headauror who smiled at him warmly.


“Hello Harry,” he said opening the door to his office. “Did you want to see me?”


“Yes, do you have a minute?” Harry asked.


“Sure, come in!” Hayden offered him a seat at his desk and leaned back into his chair stretching his back. “Sorry, me and Adrian played quidditch yesterday and I am still sore.”


“How is he? ” Harry asked genuinely interested.


“Oh fine, actually much better than me,” Hayden replied and then sighed, “What can I do for you?”


Harry's face turned serious remembering what he came here for. “I need more information about Tobias Snape.”


“What do you need it for?” Hayden asked keeping his eyes on Harry's face.


Harry stayed silent for a moment. “Something is not right with Snape,” he finally answered.


“I see,” Hayden said and sighed deeply. “I only have the file about his death and it is locked normally. But I make an exception for you.” He opened a drawer and searched through it until he found a red file. “Here, you may take it with you but I need it back by the end of today.”


Gratefully Harry accepted the folder and realizing that their talk was over rose from the chair.


“Thank you Hayden, I really appreaciate it,” Harry said shaking his hand.


“Do not mention it and hopefully you find what you are looking for. However, I have piece of advice for you.” When Harry nodded, he continued his face serious. “Be careful what you get into- Tobias Snape was personality-wise only rivaled by Riddle himself and whatever you tap into, keep your wand close.” He winked. “Actually that is a pretty good advice in any way.”




Sitting on the sofa Harry bit into a sandwhich that Slinky had prepared for him and paged through the folder. Most of the stuff he found there, he already knew but there were several magical pictures with one making his heart constrict.


Obviously the picture was taken when the body of Tobias Snape was floated away and it showed a young Severus Snape standing in front of the main door of an ancient spooly manor, his face set into a determined expression. Next to him stood to Harry's surprise a younger version of Albus Dumbledore, his hand on the other man's shoulder.


Snape's face was so different from these days, less lines and there was a certain vulnerability present. Sighing Harry closed the folder nonethewiser, because everything inside Slinky had already told him. With a flick of his wand the folder was returned to Hayden's desk and Harry leaned back into the comfortable cushions.


He must have closed his eyes because the next time he woke, he felt soft kisses down his throat and opening his eyes he saw Severus sitting on the sofa next to him.


“Hm I like that,” Harry muttered not even trying to hide his erection.


Flicking out his tongue Severus trailed it down his lover's throat and cupped Harry's cock.


“What do you think about meeting Hayden and Adrian?” Severus asked as he lazily stroked the hard length.


“Hm...oh yeah....yesss...cool,” Harry muttered and threw his head back as his lover picked up the speed of his firm touch.


Severus only raised a brow. “Giving in so easily Potter? Maybe I should have tried that during your school years- it would have saved me too many headaches.”


Harry's green eyes flickered with defiance. “I....hm...have no idea what....yessss....you mean.”


“Oh, well then you won't terribly mind if I take a shower before we leave,” Severus said easily and pulled his hand away.


Strongly Harry gripped Severus' arm and hissed. “Don't you dare!”


Tilting his head the older wizard resumed his ministrations. “If you insist.” His hand began to speed up and it took the potion master mere seconds until Harry went rigid, cursed and came splattering against the fabric of his black pants.


Severus leaned closer. “See Potter, giving up your control empowers you at the same time. We will leave in an hour, do not be late!”


Still trying to get his breathing under control Harry tried to focus his eyes.


“Just give me a minute,” he muttered sleepily.


Rising up the older wizard shook his head amused. “At your age it is so easy to be excited- you will not have so much luck with me later tonight.” When he was almost out of the room he stopped. “Your clothes are on the bed.”


“Cool,” replied Harry not in the mood to argue with anything right then.