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last night's events
Again: they're not mine, just the plot, if one can call it such.
Chapter the second: last night's events
“Here's what happened yesterday. I was on my way to Do Pot Potions. There is a little alcove in one of the halls in the lower levels, where I usually spend some time to get me off... trying to get my mind off Severus long enough to get through Potions without anyone noticing...”
*** flashback***
Harry stepped out of the shade. He quite liked the alcove. It was secluded and dark and no one would expect him there, right in the middle of Slytherin territorPlusPlus he had wanked there a couple of times, to the mental image of Severus sprawled naked across a couch,stretching seductively. Or Severus snarling predatorily, pouncing and fucking Harry through said couch.
Harry had thought, if he'd jerk himself off right before Potions, it would be easier to see Severus as Snape in class, as the gnarling, greasy, mean teacher , like so many others. But he found that he was rock-hard again the first time Snape snarled or glared at him, no matter how short a time before he'd wanked. It was even harder to look at him without betraying his feelings to the open then. So he had stopped jerking off before class and instead taken to visiting the room of requirements more often, it's walls were plastered with paintings and pictures of his Severus. There was even a bust of him, which, although it couldn't speak like the paintings, could still move, and gave the best head. Harry could and would spend hours there each night, dreaming of a relationship with Severus outside the classes. But that's where he was headed, trying his best to negate his arousal.
As soon as he turned round the corner, though, he wished he had gotten some release today. There he stood, towering over some poor first year who would obviously be anywhere else rather than there.
Harry shrank back. as much as he'd like having Snape bowing over him like that... NO! He shouldn't be thinking this, not on his way to class. he had just started thinking of a way to ge the the dungeons, now that Snape blocked the shortest way, when someone grabbed his collar and he found himself thrust uncomfortably against the wall. “Well, well, who do we have here?” said the voice belonging t the body that was currently pinning him to the wall, and it said it with an all to familiar sneer.
***
“Cut the crap, Malfoy!” spat Harry, both disgusted and id tid that Malfoy should see him aroused by Snape. “Na, na, Potter” said Draco Malfoy in a false sing-song-voice. “You don't want to get me angry since you'll be spending Christmas hols at my house. Christmas will be so much fun this year” he added with a malicious grin while he conjured up a pair of handcuffs. Before Harry knew what happened, he was back in the alcove, sitting on the floor with his hands cuffed to the wall overhead. He was speechless. “You know I didn't get any action since you hexed Blaise week before last? It's a pity, he gave great head, and now his tongue has still not grown back. But let's see what YOU can do for me, shan't we?” And with that he opened his ropes and shoves his hard cock deep into Harry's throat and only laughed at his shocked expression, the started fucking his mouth in earnest, all the while talking to Harry. “ I know even you have to leave Hogwarts over the holidays and you are not willingly going to those muggle relatives of yours” he said “so I've got the perfect solution: you get to come to the Manor with me. I already spoke with Dumbledore and he gave his consent. It really is pretty useful that father is a spy. I didn't think so first, you know, but hey, it threw you right into my arms. Well, sort of” he added, thrusting harder yet.
Harry had meanwhile figured out that, if he would breathe through his nose, he could relax his throat a little and wouldn't gag so harshly, so he could listen to what Malfoy said. Although around the lines of “coming to the Manor” and “Dumbledore gave his consent” he wondered if he really wanted to know. “You know why I'm not fucking you properly right here and now?”broke Malfoy's voice through his musings. He actually made to pull out of Harry's mouth as if to let him answer, but only to decide that it was - and felt - better doing the talking himself and took to thrusting again. “ I know all about you, Potter, and I'm saving your virgin ass for when I've got you in my bed. You'll be my Christmas present. Nicely wrapped and very much fun to open and explore.” He grinned widely at the look of sheer horror on Harry's face. “Oh, and father said that he took a great interest in 'looking after' you as well” ha added as an afterthought. Harry tried to scream, but he was gagged effectively by Malfoy and the vibrations only served to further spur the later on, and he came hot and hard into Harry's throat. He pulled out only a little then waiting, forcing Harry to swallow even the last drop. Pulling out, he said ”not even half bad for the first time, Potter. We'll see what you can do once you have the practise.” He let the cuffs disappear and strode off to Potions, leaving Harry in an undignified heap on the floor.
***
Harry's head was buzzing. Lucius Malfoy a spy for the light? Dumbledore giving him permission, more truthfully speaking forcing him, to spend Christmas holidays at... great MERLIN!NO!... at Malfoy Manor! He groaned. He'd spend the holidays in Malfoy's house, in Malfoy's BED, as a PRESENT!!! He'd co-operate with his own multiple rape! And if he didn't... he was sure he'd be in Malfoy's very own private Dungeons being raped just the same. By Draco AND Lucius Malfoy! He groaned again. What had Dumbledore subjected him to?
A small voice peeped up in his head, reminding him that he had, on some twisted level of his ciousiousness, actually liked Malfoy fucking his mouth. He was actually quite turned on. Was he getting so desperate because Severus would never... NO! no thinking about Severus. He had to pull himself together before class. That he loved him was hard enough to disguise, he didn't need to walk into the classroom now, sprouting an erection that even his wide robes wouldn't hide. He had to clear his mind, and get rid of the evidence before facing Se...
“Mr. Potter!”
***
“Mr. Potter” What are you doing in the Hallway? During classtime, even if I meet with Dumbledore, shouldn't YOU be IN CLASS, waiting for ME ?!” demanded Snape, towering over Harry in all his glory, much like he had earlier over that poor first year. Harry was quivering. On the one hand he was afraid. Snape was his teacher after all, and he WAS supposed to be in class, not laying on the hallway floor, lusting for just that teacher and displaying a raging hard-on for anyone who would look. And even if the thought of detention with Snape was somewhat appealing, alone with him in the dungeons and nobody anywhere near enough to hear him scream - in passion, he still didn't want to push matters. And Snape would never make him scream in anything that wasn't agony. On the other hand, this was exactly what he wanted. He had Severus' full attention and no chance to hide himself OR his very evident arousal pointing towards Snape like a dowsing rod. He flushed. Snape just HAD to react in some way or other. At least he would know how Snape felout out him. Although he was pretty sure he hated him.
“I know everything” said his tntorntor/teacher with his most sinister smile yet. “What do you have to say for yourself?” Harry winced. Severus knew already! He was doomed. He should never have asked Dumbledore for help. Dumbledore again! He should never have the old man. Surely he must have let something slip to Severus. Now what was he to tell Severus to convince him?
“I...” he croaked, his throat still sore from recent abuse. This was not good. “Professor Snape...” he tried to clear his throat in order to sound halfway decent, but to no avail, and since he still hadn't come with anything to say , he thought he might as well get up, and face Snape in a position a little less humiliating. He only got to kneeling though. Severus' left hand had shot out of his swirling robes and clutched Harry's shoulder, holding him in place. Harry shuddered. This was almost too good to believe. Harry tried to look into Severus' face, but his eyes refused to lift further than to his crotch, which was bulging visibly even through the wide robes Severus wore. the sight shot straight into Harry's groin and his own cock was equally straining to get out of it's confinement. With new confidence shining in his huge green eyes he peered up into the onyx staring down at him. “Severus!” he breathed, astounded, then decided to take the advantage of the position and leaned in to nuzzle the elder's crotch. Severus froze for a second, hissing, before he pulled himself together. He pulled Harry up to his feet and sent him stumbling away. “WHAT are you doing, Potter?!” he spat, his eyes burning with what could be passion, but was, apparently much more likely, rage. Harry was dumbstruck. Had he misread the signs? It had been so obvious that Severus...that Snape enjoyed being close to him, even liked him mouthing his groin. And now he pushed him away? His legs gave in under the doubt, and again he was kneeling before his teacher would be lover, trembling, sputtering out the words. He was ashamed, but at the same time, what did he have to lose? he'd lost all reserve by now, could just as well say it again. “P...Professor, I... thought you knew... Severus..I... I love you”
“Shut up, Boy!”Snape roared “ I knew nothing of the like!” he hissed “ I was talking about you spending Christmas at Malfoy Manor to train with Draco! What else would I be implying?! Now get up and get to class!”
Harry was at loss. He had just confessed his love for Severus, after he had seen evidence , for Merlin's sake, that Snape couldn't be not interested in him, however much he pretended the opposite, and all he did was yell at him to get to class? He stared up at his teacher blankly. “Anybody home?” called Snape through his thoughts “Oh, come on Potter!” Harry felt himself being pulled to his feet again, swiftly, and expected to be shoved away again, but nothing of the like happened. Instead Severus held him close and whispered into his ear. For a fraction of a secon tig tightened his grip on Harry, just so it could almost qualify for a hug, then let go and strode off, his robes billowing as usual. “And now get to your class, you insufferable prat!”
Harry lightly touched his ear where Severus' lips had brushed it when he had whispered and set off running after him. He would co-operate all right!
When he ran into Filch, Snape's words were still ringing through his ears: “ I shall celebrChriChristmas as i have every year: at Malfoy Manor. I shall se you there, ... Harry.”
***End (of chapter only)
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Chapter the second: last night's events
“Here's what happened yesterday. I was on my way to Do Pot Potions. There is a little alcove in one of the halls in the lower levels, where I usually spend some time to get me off... trying to get my mind off Severus long enough to get through Potions without anyone noticing...”
*** flashback***
Harry stepped out of the shade. He quite liked the alcove. It was secluded and dark and no one would expect him there, right in the middle of Slytherin territorPlusPlus he had wanked there a couple of times, to the mental image of Severus sprawled naked across a couch,stretching seductively. Or Severus snarling predatorily, pouncing and fucking Harry through said couch.
Harry had thought, if he'd jerk himself off right before Potions, it would be easier to see Severus as Snape in class, as the gnarling, greasy, mean teacher , like so many others. But he found that he was rock-hard again the first time Snape snarled or glared at him, no matter how short a time before he'd wanked. It was even harder to look at him without betraying his feelings to the open then. So he had stopped jerking off before class and instead taken to visiting the room of requirements more often, it's walls were plastered with paintings and pictures of his Severus. There was even a bust of him, which, although it couldn't speak like the paintings, could still move, and gave the best head. Harry could and would spend hours there each night, dreaming of a relationship with Severus outside the classes. But that's where he was headed, trying his best to negate his arousal.
As soon as he turned round the corner, though, he wished he had gotten some release today. There he stood, towering over some poor first year who would obviously be anywhere else rather than there.
Harry shrank back. as much as he'd like having Snape bowing over him like that... NO! He shouldn't be thinking this, not on his way to class. he had just started thinking of a way to ge the the dungeons, now that Snape blocked the shortest way, when someone grabbed his collar and he found himself thrust uncomfortably against the wall. “Well, well, who do we have here?” said the voice belonging t the body that was currently pinning him to the wall, and it said it with an all to familiar sneer.
***
“Cut the crap, Malfoy!” spat Harry, both disgusted and id tid that Malfoy should see him aroused by Snape. “Na, na, Potter” said Draco Malfoy in a false sing-song-voice. “You don't want to get me angry since you'll be spending Christmas hols at my house. Christmas will be so much fun this year” he added with a malicious grin while he conjured up a pair of handcuffs. Before Harry knew what happened, he was back in the alcove, sitting on the floor with his hands cuffed to the wall overhead. He was speechless. “You know I didn't get any action since you hexed Blaise week before last? It's a pity, he gave great head, and now his tongue has still not grown back. But let's see what YOU can do for me, shan't we?” And with that he opened his ropes and shoves his hard cock deep into Harry's throat and only laughed at his shocked expression, the started fucking his mouth in earnest, all the while talking to Harry. “ I know even you have to leave Hogwarts over the holidays and you are not willingly going to those muggle relatives of yours” he said “so I've got the perfect solution: you get to come to the Manor with me. I already spoke with Dumbledore and he gave his consent. It really is pretty useful that father is a spy. I didn't think so first, you know, but hey, it threw you right into my arms. Well, sort of” he added, thrusting harder yet.
Harry had meanwhile figured out that, if he would breathe through his nose, he could relax his throat a little and wouldn't gag so harshly, so he could listen to what Malfoy said. Although around the lines of “coming to the Manor” and “Dumbledore gave his consent” he wondered if he really wanted to know. “You know why I'm not fucking you properly right here and now?”broke Malfoy's voice through his musings. He actually made to pull out of Harry's mouth as if to let him answer, but only to decide that it was - and felt - better doing the talking himself and took to thrusting again. “ I know all about you, Potter, and I'm saving your virgin ass for when I've got you in my bed. You'll be my Christmas present. Nicely wrapped and very much fun to open and explore.” He grinned widely at the look of sheer horror on Harry's face. “Oh, and father said that he took a great interest in 'looking after' you as well” ha added as an afterthought. Harry tried to scream, but he was gagged effectively by Malfoy and the vibrations only served to further spur the later on, and he came hot and hard into Harry's throat. He pulled out only a little then waiting, forcing Harry to swallow even the last drop. Pulling out, he said ”not even half bad for the first time, Potter. We'll see what you can do once you have the practise.” He let the cuffs disappear and strode off to Potions, leaving Harry in an undignified heap on the floor.
***
Harry's head was buzzing. Lucius Malfoy a spy for the light? Dumbledore giving him permission, more truthfully speaking forcing him, to spend Christmas holidays at... great MERLIN!NO!... at Malfoy Manor! He groaned. He'd spend the holidays in Malfoy's house, in Malfoy's BED, as a PRESENT!!! He'd co-operate with his own multiple rape! And if he didn't... he was sure he'd be in Malfoy's very own private Dungeons being raped just the same. By Draco AND Lucius Malfoy! He groaned again. What had Dumbledore subjected him to?
A small voice peeped up in his head, reminding him that he had, on some twisted level of his ciousiousness, actually liked Malfoy fucking his mouth. He was actually quite turned on. Was he getting so desperate because Severus would never... NO! no thinking about Severus. He had to pull himself together before class. That he loved him was hard enough to disguise, he didn't need to walk into the classroom now, sprouting an erection that even his wide robes wouldn't hide. He had to clear his mind, and get rid of the evidence before facing Se...
“Mr. Potter!”
***
“Mr. Potter” What are you doing in the Hallway? During classtime, even if I meet with Dumbledore, shouldn't YOU be IN CLASS, waiting for ME ?!” demanded Snape, towering over Harry in all his glory, much like he had earlier over that poor first year. Harry was quivering. On the one hand he was afraid. Snape was his teacher after all, and he WAS supposed to be in class, not laying on the hallway floor, lusting for just that teacher and displaying a raging hard-on for anyone who would look. And even if the thought of detention with Snape was somewhat appealing, alone with him in the dungeons and nobody anywhere near enough to hear him scream - in passion, he still didn't want to push matters. And Snape would never make him scream in anything that wasn't agony. On the other hand, this was exactly what he wanted. He had Severus' full attention and no chance to hide himself OR his very evident arousal pointing towards Snape like a dowsing rod. He flushed. Snape just HAD to react in some way or other. At least he would know how Snape felout out him. Although he was pretty sure he hated him.
“I know everything” said his tntorntor/teacher with his most sinister smile yet. “What do you have to say for yourself?” Harry winced. Severus knew already! He was doomed. He should never have asked Dumbledore for help. Dumbledore again! He should never have the old man. Surely he must have let something slip to Severus. Now what was he to tell Severus to convince him?
“I...” he croaked, his throat still sore from recent abuse. This was not good. “Professor Snape...” he tried to clear his throat in order to sound halfway decent, but to no avail, and since he still hadn't come with anything to say , he thought he might as well get up, and face Snape in a position a little less humiliating. He only got to kneeling though. Severus' left hand had shot out of his swirling robes and clutched Harry's shoulder, holding him in place. Harry shuddered. This was almost too good to believe. Harry tried to look into Severus' face, but his eyes refused to lift further than to his crotch, which was bulging visibly even through the wide robes Severus wore. the sight shot straight into Harry's groin and his own cock was equally straining to get out of it's confinement. With new confidence shining in his huge green eyes he peered up into the onyx staring down at him. “Severus!” he breathed, astounded, then decided to take the advantage of the position and leaned in to nuzzle the elder's crotch. Severus froze for a second, hissing, before he pulled himself together. He pulled Harry up to his feet and sent him stumbling away. “WHAT are you doing, Potter?!” he spat, his eyes burning with what could be passion, but was, apparently much more likely, rage. Harry was dumbstruck. Had he misread the signs? It had been so obvious that Severus...that Snape enjoyed being close to him, even liked him mouthing his groin. And now he pushed him away? His legs gave in under the doubt, and again he was kneeling before his teacher would be lover, trembling, sputtering out the words. He was ashamed, but at the same time, what did he have to lose? he'd lost all reserve by now, could just as well say it again. “P...Professor, I... thought you knew... Severus..I... I love you”
“Shut up, Boy!”Snape roared “ I knew nothing of the like!” he hissed “ I was talking about you spending Christmas at Malfoy Manor to train with Draco! What else would I be implying?! Now get up and get to class!”
Harry was at loss. He had just confessed his love for Severus, after he had seen evidence , for Merlin's sake, that Snape couldn't be not interested in him, however much he pretended the opposite, and all he did was yell at him to get to class? He stared up at his teacher blankly. “Anybody home?” called Snape through his thoughts “Oh, come on Potter!” Harry felt himself being pulled to his feet again, swiftly, and expected to be shoved away again, but nothing of the like happened. Instead Severus held him close and whispered into his ear. For a fraction of a secon tig tightened his grip on Harry, just so it could almost qualify for a hug, then let go and strode off, his robes billowing as usual. “And now get to your class, you insufferable prat!”
Harry lightly touched his ear where Severus' lips had brushed it when he had whispered and set off running after him. He would co-operate all right!
When he ran into Filch, Snape's words were still ringing through his ears: “ I shall celebrChriChristmas as i have every year: at Malfoy Manor. I shall se you there, ... Harry.”
***End (of chapter only)
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