Death Eater Takes a Holiday

02:Harry who






Chapter 02: Harry who?

 

With time to spare before dinner, Ron and the cheerful
little wizard started a chess game. Sev was quietly sitting on the other side
of the low table making a house of cards. Harry watched Ron for a while, but
got bored when each player took so long to make a move. He took to the floor
and read his Quidditch Weekly magazine. When he thought no one was looking,
Harry watched Sev. His long slender fingers gently placed each card. After
every other card or so Sev looked around, finding Harry's muggle clothes
interesting, especially the blue jeans that were tight across a firm arse.
Trying not to make his observations too obvious, the young Sev continued to
glance around the room, catching Ron's eyes. Doing his best to make excuses for
checking out the redhead’s friend he said,

 

"I noticed Harry's the only one not wearing wizard
robes. Are you muggle born, Harry?" Ron looked at him like he had ten
heads. How could this guy not recognize Harry Potter when he saw him? Harry
turned around and sat up. Sev was momentarily disappointed; he lost the view of
Harry's backside, but the sight of those glorious green eyes well made up for
it. Harry smiled at him.’ What were the chances of meeting someone so hot
who doesn't know who I am?’ Harry
thought.

 

"My parents were both wizards, but I grew up with
muggle relations. These are comfortable, and my robes have gotten short this
year," he admitted.

 

"That, and he bought himself a new wardrobe this
year," Ron teased. Harry blushed; he had treated himself when he had left
the Dursley's for good by having a bonfire of his old clothes and getting all
new ones.

 

"Looks like it's time for diner," said Harry,
changing the subject. Ron would comment about the subject change, but never
complained when it meant food. "I'll bring this upstairs, save me a
seat," Harry said, holding up his Quidditch Weekly.

 

When he returned to the common room, the other students had
all gone off to dinner with the exception of Sev. He was standing by the
fireplace, the flickering light playing across his face.

 

"Coming Sev? I want to hear Dumbledore's introduction;
I figure you'll only be a man of mystery for another hour or so," Harry
said, chuckling. Sev raised an eyebrow and glided over to Harry at the portrait
hole. Harry watched his every move, the grace with which he walked, the way his
robes seemed to flow behind him, his head held high, giving a great view of a
long slender neck just begging to be nibbled on. When their eyes finally met,
he was sure he could just get lost in them, dark eyes that looked back at him
hungrily. Harry shivered when a warm body leaned in, he could feel his breath
on his ear whispering,

 

"How close are you and Ron?" Whatever Harry had
hoped he would say that wasn't what he had expected. Letting go the breath he
didn't know he was holding, Harry moved even closer on tiptoes trying
desperately to reach Sev's ear. He flicked his tongue at the lobe before
answering.

 

"Ron's my best friend. My very straight best
friend."

 

Sev moved away to see his face. Harry nearly whimpered when
the earlobe he was sucking on pulled away. Long slender fingers laced through
dark untamed hair, pulling him closer. Harry closed his eyes when he felt the
soft lips meet his own. So soft, sucking on his bottom lip. Harry tentatively
slid his tongue over the lips covering his. The taller boy abandoned the now
swollen lip to enjoy the tongue that was battling for dominance in his mouth.
He couldn't care less if he won that battle or not. Harry couldn't tell if the
moan he heard came from himself or not.

 

When he broke the kiss for some much needed air, Harry
wasted no time going to work on the neck that had been taunting him for the
last hour or so. He nibbled and licked every inch he could reach, working his
way down to a collar and and back up to the earlobe he was previously sucking.
He was careful not to leave marks. Harry hadn't come out of the closet to
everyone and wasn't sure how Sev felt about it. After thoroughly worrying his
earlobe Harry ran his tongue around the shell of Sev's ear. Sev moaned and
pressed Harry against the wall, his erection pressed on Harry's, who was
equally aroused. Harry gasped, Sev not sure if the sound was excitement or fear
pulled his head back to see Harry's face, careful not to move anything else.
With his calves now killing him Harry slid down from his tiptoes causing them
to rub together once more.

 

"We can't do this," said Harry quickly.

 

Sev's face sank at the words. He had pushed too soon and had
blown his chance.

"If we don't stop now I don't think I'll be able to
stop at all." Sev began to breath again, relieved. "I don't know you,
hell I don't even know your whole name. Let's go down to dinner; Dumbledore
will introduce you." There was promise in his voice. The Headmaster would
introduce everyone and all will be fine. And if I'm lucky, Sev thought to
himself, I'll get to taste his kiss again tonight. What could go wrong?

 

With so few people staying at school, the great hall was set
up with one large table for meals. Harry was glad to see two giggling girls
heading for the great hall about the same time as them, so they wouldn't be the
only ones late. A well cast charm covered the red and bruised lips. Poppy sat
next to the Headmaster on his right. An empty chair on his left was for Hagrid,
who was delayed tending to an overexcited creature he'd been caring for.
Dumbledore explained that he would wait for Hagrid to introduce everyone, but
took the time to explain the extra 'students' were in fact there for a
stress-free vacation. They were not to speak of disturbing current events; he
did apologize for being secretive, and it would all make sense later. Ron
wondered why they were asked not to speak of the staff since there were hardly
any at the school, but they were assured that all would be explained after
diner, when Hagrid joined them.

 

Albus was enjoying the lively conversations going around the
table. A girl with wild eyes spoke about quidditch. Ron told the headmaster
that he hadn't been so challenged at chess since his first year. Harry wanted
to talk to Sev but since he wasn't supposed to know his name, he didn't know
how to get his attention. Sev was quiet, seemingly content with listening to
the conversation around him.

 

Harry asked Ron to throw him a roll, which Ron did, literally.
As the roll flew towards Harry's head, Severus' hand shot up and grabbed it out
of the air. He gave Harry an evil grin and bit into the roll. Albus watched to
see Harry's reaction; it wouldn't do well if they were fighting before he even
had a chance to get to the introductions. Harry’s eyes were wide as he watched
his roll get snatched out of thin air, and he laughed out loud.

 

"Nice catch, up for some quidditch after dinner? It'll
be light out for a while." Sev nodded, unable to speak with a mouth full
of dinner roll. Albus smiled with the usual twinkle in his eye. Harry couldn't
wait for dinner to end. He wanted to know why it was such a big deal the others
couldn't tell their names, and he was excited to go out flying with tall, dark
and sexy. The large doors opened to the great hall and everyone assumed it was
Hagrid finally joining them. Mr. Filch hurried in to speak with the headmaster.
Suddenly there was a yell heard from what could have been miles around; it was
definitely Hagrid. Harry stood up, as did Severus. Harry saw Sev pull a potion
vial out of his pocket. Albus shook his head slowly at Sev. Poppy ran out of
the hall, Albus stood up and addressed the table.

 

"It looks as if Hagrid's creature has gotten the better
of him," said Albus, motioning to Harry to sit back down. "Poppy will
take good care of him. You may check on him later, Harry."

 

 

 

Not wanting to waste any daylight hours, Harry opted to fly
a team broom over going back up to the Gryffindor tower for his own broom. They
grabbed a quaffle and played one-on-one, which consisted of taking turns
between chaser and keeper.

Harry was disappointed in having to wait to hear
Dumbledore's introductions and announcements. Sev laughed at that since Harry
already knew his nickname and he himself didn't know much else. Sev had
explained the hazy memory he had.

 

"I promise not to mess up your holiday by asking
questions or gues at at who you might be. I envy you; what I wouldn't give to
have a vacation from my memories." Sev was so surprised with what he heard
he didn't even try to keep the quaffle from the hoop. He was curious but wanted
to keep it light with his new friend.

 

"If my kiss was so bad, I could do an Obliviate curse
to liberate you from the horrible memory," teased Sev.

 

"Don't you dare! I'm rather fond of that particular
memory," protested Harry before throwing the quaffle straight at Sev's
head. Sev looped around the broom with ease, but the smug look on his face was
quickly changed to panic when a glass vial fell from his pocket. Harry flew
into a dive, snatching it from the air before it could hit the ground. It was
the same vial he noticed Sev take out at dinner. It was labeled,

 

"In case of
emergency: Drink potion"

 

 

Sev flew down to where Harry was hovering just above the
ground.

 

"You’re a seeker! You have to be, you have a prefect
body. I…um I mean for playing seeker. Are you on your house team?" Harry
nodded. "That was amazing." Harry was grateful his windblown face hid
the blush, so was Sev who was a little pink himself. "What other hidden
talents do you have, Harry?" Harry's sweet sexy expression switched to
evil grin.

 

"Why don't we fly over to the quiet side of the lake
and I'll show you. I'll race you to the clearing." Sev wasted no time and
took off for the lake, or at least tried to. Harry had planted his feet firmly
on the ground and held onto Sev's broom with all his might, causing the broom
to shake and vibrate, especially vibrate. With the broom between his legs and
the look on Harry who was now licking his lips, it was all Sev could do to keep
from moaning.

 

"Does that count for a hidden talent?" Harry got
no answer, the other boy was hovering, his lips forming an "oh" but
no sound came out. "I'll take thata yea yes?" said Harry shamelessly
and flew off to the clearing. When Sev came to his senses Harry was half way to
the clearing. Thankfully, it was only a short distance away. Flying with an
erection wasn't easy. Harry lay by the lake. The water's surface mirrored the
orange sky, disturbed occasionally by the passing of a giant squid enjoying the
last of the day's sun.

Sev left his broom with the other and wasn't sure if Harry
had heard him coming until he realized he was talking.

 

"I love this place. It's my favorite place to think, or
not think at all." He paused
"It's nice to have someone to share it with." Sev lay down
next to Harry. "I still don't know you very well, and I know I'm
contradicting myself, but I just want to be with you while I can." Knowing
his cue, Sev pulled Harry into a passionate kiss. It started out fast and
furious. They kissed with a hunger, only stopping sporadically to gasp for
breath. They kissed for what seemed like eternity, but not nearly long enough,
when Sev abandoned the bruised lips for a chance at Harry's neck. They pulled
at each other's robes; Sev working his way down the other’s neck, finding a
sensitive spot behind the ear. Harry whimpered, momentarily forgetting the
nipple he had been pinching roughly.
Hot breath in his ears and all his blood pooled between his legs.

 

"I'm all for living this week as my last, but who’s to
say we can't do this again next week?" Harry stopped sucking an earlobe
just long enough to reply,

 

"Don't worry, I won't hold you to that"

 

"I'll have you know, I'm a man of my word," Sev
said indignantly, pulling away from Harry. Oh crap, I spoiled the mood Harry
berated himself silently.

 

 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insinuate your weren't.
Even though we just met, I sincerely feel that I can trust you for some reason,
but we don't know where you're going to be next week. You’re familiar with
Hogwarts, but you must have graduated already. If Dumbledore thought you needed
a holiday from your thoughts, you must have an awful lot to think about. We
don't know you’re going to be here next week even if you wanted to be here. I
can't allow myself that hope; it's not a luxury I can afford," Harry said,
never taking his eyes from Sev’s.

 

"I'm sorry" he ended softly. Sev looked into green
eyes. They were so beautiful, yet he could see pain in them. Harry was too
young for such pain, Sev thought. He would not be selfish and ask for more than
he was given.

 

"I promise I'll be around if you do happen to be at
Hogwarts next week," Harry said sheepishly. Sev smiled wide and reclaimed
Harry's mouth. In no time their robes were haphazardly discarded. Sev nipped and sucked on a nipple, Harry
groaned and squirmed beneath him causing their erections to rub together.

 

"Oh."

 

Harry's expression of surprise and want was almost enough to
send Sev over the edge. He rolled over, pulling Harry with him feasting once
again on his neck while his hand caressed and rubbed all he could reach. Harry
made happy little mewing noises with the attention he was receiving. Sev was rewarded with a moan as he grasped
the tight arse pulling their erections together again with enthusiasm. Harry
stiffened ever so slightly when he felt a long slender finger trail down his
crease, without missing a beat Harry continued licking and nibbling, following
a trail from neck to navel, effectively putting himself (or at least his arse)
out of Sev's reach. This maneuver was not lost on him. He would not push Harry.
Content to fondle and lick, Sev was pleasantly surprised when Harry had found a
rhythm to his grinding, effectively rubbing them both off. Harry stiffened
against him. Sev knew he was close. Pulling him closer, he picked up the pace
sending Harry over the edge shouting "Oh… ohh, Sev." He quivered with
release. Hearing Harry call out his name in passion, sending slippery warmth between
them all all Sev needed to bring him to orgasm, his seed mixing with Harry's
between them.

 

When their breathing had returned to normal, aware of
Harry's weight on his body, Sev shifted him over. Harry now on his side using a
shoulder as a pillow, looked over the lake and the now blue-gray sky.

 

"This is the first time I've been here at sunset and
didn't notice when it set," said Harry.

 

"You needed to be properly distracted," said Sev,
placing a soft kiss on his lips.

 

~~~*~~~

 

They
stayed for a while until Harry remembered to take the brooms back to the
school.

Sev waited on the pitch while Harry returned the school
brooms and quaffle.

 

"Hey, Sev" Sev was startled to hear Ron's voice
coming onto the pitch, relieved he hadn't come around a half hour earlier.

 

"Hey, Ron, did you win the chess game?"

 

"Nah," he replied with a smile. "Got
clobbered."

 

"Harry's a good flyer. I hope I haven't been occupying
too much of his time. He said you and he were best friends." Ron beamed at
his words.

 

"I don't mind. It's exciting to have such a good chess
player to challenge my game." Ron took notice to the darkening sky.
"Did he make you stop flying to watch the sun set?" Sev almost
choked, and turned red, he saw Harry walking up to meet them.

 

"Actually we didn't even notice it set," Sev
answered dryly.

 

"Don't let him fool you, Sev," Harry said
referring to Ron. "He likes to come down here for the sunset himself, ever
since he found out Hermione thinks it's romantic." Ron's cheeks went pink.
"Hermione's home for the holiday. She usually hangs out with us. Ron
fancies her," he offered as explanation. Ron, suddenly happy to change the
subject remembered why he came looking for his friend.

 

"Dumbledore would like us all to meet in the great
hall. Hagrid is all patched up and they want to make introductions."