How Many Ways?

How Many Ways?
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Rating: This chapter has been rated ‘NC-17’ for suggestions and adult themes.
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Pairing: Harry Potter and Severus Snape
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Disclaimer: I do not own this and no I am not making a profit. This series was created by the talented writer J.K. Rowling.
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‘Severus never felt bold, but tonight for some reason he pushed against common sense. His tongue was allowed access into the moist cavern, filling the space allowed. He sucked at Harry’s lips slightly before pushing his tongue further inside the cavern. But before he could push further, he pulled away, shaking his head out of the madness. The potion he had taken the night before was making him do odd things and he rushed out of the room, not even allowing Potter a chance to respond to the sudden loss of warmth.’
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Part Two: Confused Emotions
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Harry shifted in his sleep, wondering underneath the bed of dreams what exactly had happened that night. He was more confused than he was upset; merely due to the fact that dreaded Potions master, feared by those with brains and those without, Severus Snape had kissed him. What was more confusing was that Harry found that he not just enjoyed it, but he had wanted more to happen. Which led him to his next question, why had Snape stopped so fast and rush out of the room without a word said?

He shifted uneasily underneath the satin covering. Though, in the beginning, he had only felt slightly attracted to Snape, he was beginning to feel much more throughout his body. His whole existence had reacted to those tantalizing lips that so eagerly placed themselves on his. Even Snape’s tongue made Harry gasp for air in want of more flavor and time to taste the man in his mouth. He blushed awkwardly at the thought. Did he really want Snape to do more, or was it just simple due to the fact that he had never in his life been kissed. Sure, Hermione had once and a while kissed him on the cheek. Once, she had even gone to the extreme of kissing him on the lips. That was when he found that he simple was not attracted to girls.

He pressed his face into the soft pillow beneath him, mumbling slightly out curses of confusion. Snape’s kiss had been something else, something that drove his body to fully react and desire more of the man’s touch. He bit his lower lip, pondering the thought of whether Snape had enjoyed it or just simply needed to have some sexual contact with another.

He groaned slightly, feeling the scar on his forehead pulse with demanding need. Spiking pain shuddered down his spine, causing him to gasp for precious air as the painful ripples shook his body through the warm covering of the bed blankets. He screamed out, hands clasping at the scar on top of his head. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as another ripple of the most unbearable of all pains that he had ever experienced. Black starkness surrounded his eyes as he heard the soft murmur of a woman’s voice, ‘No…Harry…’ Harry gasped for air, arching off the bed and screaming out.

Severus rushed into the room, breaking the door open and watching the writhing boy on the bed. He called out down the hall, “GET SOME CALM POTION NOW!” He ran over to Harry and watched in horror as the boy’s body strained every muscle, the scar shining a bright silver color. He turned to the clock at the far corner of the room and immediately took out his wand. “Accio Calmle`” Harry cried out, panting heavily and his body shaking with extreme trepidation. He made a soft whimpering sound before the pain slowly ebbed away.

Severus watched the boy, the exhaustion of the tremors apparent in the emerald orbs. Severus placed a hand on Harry’s forehead and frowned slightly. He was burning to the touch and extremely doused in sweat. He had seen this happen before. One of the death-eaters was found to be unfaithful and this same curse was too set upon them. This was only a curse that the Dark Lord could produce and it was apparent that somehow, he had found the boy and struck him.

Harry let the flowing tears wander from his eyes and down the burning flesh; the dropped to the satin sheets, which were now soaked in heaving sweat. He whimpered slightly, feeling his throat throb with eager conscious. Severus watched the boy, unable to hold back. He sat down and took the fatigued boy into his arms. “You will sleep with me tonight…I will not have another of these spells throw at you.”

Three elves rushed into the room, holding one vial of calming solution, a tray of food, and ice cold water. Severus nodded to them, “Take them to my room.” The elves took a moment to look at him with surprise evident in their eyes, but soon rushed off to take to the task at hand.

Severus gathered Harry into his arms, realizing the boy had already seeped into unconscious sleep. The pain alone could beat the strongest, but the fever that was soon to follow would be the worst of all. He didn’t look forward to taking care of the boy through the fever, but would not allow any other the choice to do so. Though it was not to his humor, he felt something towards Harry, but he would never voice that to anyone.

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Severus walked into the room, placing the sleeping raven-haired boy on the soft silk of his bed. He quickly realized that Harry looked nice in his bed, but mentally slapped himself for thinking such a thing. He turned to the elves that had just brought a few more blankets and a wet cloth for Harry’s head. He took them with a slight bow and watched as the servants left the room, closing the door behind them. He turned, walking over to the boy and pressing the cold cloth to his head.
He could tell that the fever was increasing due to the almost immediate warmth to the cold water trapped in the cloth. He slowly ran the material to blotch over the boy’s head and then turned to grab the calming solution. Since Harry was not awake to take the potion, Severus knew he must administer himself. This calming solution was one that he used for after seeing the Dark Lord. It was one of great power and helped the most painful of all pains.

He took the substance into his mouth, and leaned slightly, pressing his lips softly to the boy’s. He pushed his tongue to open the slightly clasped lips, but was surprised to feel Harry’s mouth completely open to the invasion. His tongue ran along the others hot muscle. The hot cavern was almost too intoxicating, but Severus pushed his will into the mouth as well as the liquid. Once he was sure that Harry had swallowed all of the liquid, he only allowed two more swipes of his tongue along the gel-like insides before removing his mouth and breathing heavily.

He had tried to tell himself earlier that all the feelings he had had towards Harry were simply caused by the potion he had taken the day before. He felt that the kiss was merely due to fatigue and desire to once again feel something worth contact. The brat had seduced him, was one of the arguments that he had pondered for quite some time. But as he had just displayed to himself, it was more than “just a potion”.

He slowly slid beneath the covers, taking Harry into his arms and sighing out a bit of frustration for the boy’s pain. “Just tonight…” He closed his eyes, seeping into sleep with the extremely hot –literally- boy in his arms.

Air wandered over the room depths, hiding the formation of the two figures in each other’s embrace, in dark shadows that slowly rode along their curving features.

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Harry gasped slightly, fever taking over much of his concentration. The heat boiled over his skin, causing a slight whimper in the low dulling eagerness of a heart much overworked from the night before. Severus slowly soothed the boy, spreading a palm over the boy’s forehead and running a small path that drew in small circles.

An elf rushed into the room, carrying a bowl of cool water and a blanket. Severus quickly soaked the soft material and turned to the boy who was now writhing underneath the bedding. “Leave us…I must do this.” The elf bowed slightly, turning quickly to leave his master to the work.

Severus slowly ran a hand down the boy’s torso, unbuttoning the hooks in the material and sliding the rough shirt from the boy and revealing the slightly tanned expanse of skin that curved over bone and muscle. Severus quickly kept to the task at hand, sliding the soft silk pajama pants from Harry’s hips to the floor beside them. The hand that was left of the boy’s chest slowly ran soothing patterns on the hot skin, hoping to relax to muscle enough to give Harry freedom to rest.

Harry gasped slightly, cooling a slow process but soon beginning through his small form. He felt wet trickles of water run from his torso to lower stomach. He bit his lower lip, leisurely running his hands along the covers of the bed. “Thank….nn…you” He forced the simple words from his mouth as the heat began to take his body into a spiral of whimpering fits and heavy breathing.

Severus frowned, watching the boy in the demised pain that echoed through the muscles. Twitching muscle spasms rolled over the small abdomen, quivering in heated fury. All the essence of the boy seeped into the soft whimpers and pleads of the pain and uncomfortable spasms would cease soon enough. Another exert of long held breath loosened the tight hold that Harry had on the surrounding sheets, “Please”

Severus felt his heart stop with the soft plea. He found himself hovering over the boy and watching the tearful eyes glaring right back at him. “I will sooth your pain, Harry.” For tonight he would acknowledge the boy just because the pain must be excruciating and undoubtedly the worst Harry has ever experienced. Severus leaned over slightly, brushing his lips across Harry’s. “I will take you away from the pain…”

Harry watched his professor with remarkably widened eyes. He felt the butterfly soft touch of the other’s lips before a more persistent pressure was moved against his front. The hard bulge made Harry groan out slightly as he found that without prior knowledge, he too was hard as a rock. He looked up, his surprise not masked in the least bit. “Sir?”

Before Harry was answered however, the lips once again returned to his mouth and were now more demanding than before. He arched slightly, feeling the man’s hips slowly move against his hard length in swallowing pleasure spikes that ebbed the pain away from memory. Spiking cells sent signals to the glands to react to such an invasion with a groan and muttered “…Merlin.” Harry bit lightly at the bottom lip incasing his and allowed the hot muscle of the other man enter into his wet mouth.

Severus groaned into the mouth, his hips thrusting a bit faster to the boy’s voice. The soft whimpers and pants that hovered over his lips almost sent him over the edge, but he was determined to pleasure Harry and persuade him to sleep off the experience. With these new emotions running through the nimble thrusts of the two, it was almost certain that electricity would begin to shoot from the locked eyes and clasped mouths.

Shadows danced over paling skin, concentrating on the rising of muscles and curving fixtures outlining the slightly toned form. Harry moaned slightly, arching his head slightly and allowing the man’s lips to roam the expanse of his neck, nipping and licking at the tender spots that sent shivers cascading down Harry’s spine.

The pleasure pooled into the head of his erection and with one final thrust the two simultaneously came with the soft cries of each others name and the limping reaction to the overload of pleasure never thought to appear between the two. Of course, Harry was soon out like a light and left a much disoriented potion’s professor to ponder what had just occurred between the two. He felt that though he had at first denied any feelings that weren’t of utter hate and loathing towards the boy, he had grown to find that he felt much more for Harry than he had felt for anyone in his life to this point. The courage that seeped into the single tears that traveled from the boy’s eyes when he was in much more pain then anyone had ever encountered, yet he only whimpered, cried, and pleaded softly.

Severus watched to deeply lost boy, his eyes running over the sweat doused face and muscles. He no longer felt the need to hold back. Harry was now going to be the one that Severus cared about with all of his heart, though with all these new emotions, Severus wasn’t sure what to exactly do next.

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Morning birds called from outside the window, cooing their soft melodies to the window and flying overhead to oversee the world with happy eyes. Shifting clouds overhead built into white mist mass that slowly traveled a pattern through the sky. Bright sun light fell in through spaces given to it by the clouds and hit off the window, some penetrating through and hitting the softly heaving bodies.

Severus started slightly, turning wide eyes down at the boy comfortably cuddled into his chest. ‘What in Merlin’s name is goi—the potion…’ He took in a short breath as he noticed the very naked Harry Potter in his arms. He almost swallowed his tongue as he looked down at his equally naked form. He couldn’t fathom the ideas that soon popped into his head as he tried to concentrate. Concentration didn’t come easily. As soon as he moved slightly, a knee rubbed the inner part of his legs sending pleasure glands to react.

‘Damn all heaven for this curse of hormones!’ He removed his arms from around the raven-haired boy and then worked to untangle himself from the boy’s body. Harry whimpered slightly, his head tilting back and exposing the sweating neck and red skin. His face was slowly gathering droplets of heat relieving moisture. ‘The boy must still be suffering from the illness of the spell.’

An image flashed before his eyes, one that recalled the night before. Severus groaned slightly, remembering the idea that his subconscious had created and the potion had controlled to make a reality. He looked down, watching the boy slowly turn and take in short gasps of air as trembles were permitted over his muscle structure.

‘Merlin…why me?’ He placed a trembling hand to the boy’s chest and the boy beneath him ceased of his arching back and slowly mused into a sleeping composure. ‘The boy reacts to my touch in such a way that the illness no longer affects him; how can this be?’ He thought over the many incidents where he had seen this spell performed, but never once had anything stopped the fever that soon followed. He let out a breath of frustration, pulling the boy once more into his arms.

It was once again another mystery he was forced to unravel. He looked down at the sleeping boy, a very tiny smile playing at his lips. ‘Why do I feel this way?’ He questioned rhetorically, knowing that he wouldn’t know the answer even if he thought over it carefully. He finally shrugged off the thought and ran a hand up into the boy’s black hair. He weaved simple patterns with his fingers, soothing the slightly tense form.

Harry slowly peered out through red eyes, looking at the man holding him so gently. He realized at once that he was naked, due to the very huge welcoming of skin against skin and organ against organ. ‘What the—‘ He looked at the man weaving fingers through his hair, sharply gasping at the sight. “Pr-professor?”

Severus looked down, forgetting his thoughts and taking a sudden glare at the now red Harry. ‘Is he blushing?’ He finally realized why the blush was there, ‘Harry must be embarrassed about being naked in bed with his…’ His what? Teacher? Would you call him that at this point after what he had done to the boy during the time Harry was ill?

Harry bit his lower lip, watching the man run through his thoughts and gather his words. Nothing moved; the fingers that were in Harry’s hair were now stalled; breathing had stopped as well.

Severus looked down at Harry, groaning slightly at the sight. He was biting his lip absently and looked completely youthful. Severus tried to stop any actions or thoughts that didn’t criticize the boy for his impertinence, but wasn’t able when he leaned over slightly, catching those teasing lips with his.

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End Notes: Stay tuned for the next chapter. Next chapter will be a mood twister, so please prepare yourself ^^