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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
21,324
Reviews:
113
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Meddling Old Fool
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are all JK Rowling\'s. I don\'t own a single one. I\'m borrowing them for a little debauchery, then, I\'ll give them back.
Snape surveyed the young man across from him. It was not long ago that he despised him. With the downfall of the Dark Lord, Snape begrudgingly decided that maybe Harry deserved his respect. The two of them had come to an agreement that despite their mutual respect, they had to keep up appearances. Basically, in public, Snape would leer and make snarky comments, and Harry would do everything in his power to piss the older man off.
Snape reached across the table and flipped the younger man’s long hair. “What’s this?”
He shrugged. “I like it better long. Besides, it’s not unruly like it used to be.”
Severus just laughed. “Right and I’m going to fly to London tonight on a broom. You just haven’t got it cut, have you?”
Suddenly, his hands became very interesting. “I have to go, don’t I? Dumbledore sent you.”
Snape stood up and nodded his head. “We should be leaving pretty soon. You wouldn’t want to be late for your public,” his old potions master sneered.
Harry gazed at the man with a look of utter defeat on his face. “I guess I’ll go pull my hair back and change.”
Within a few minutes they aparated to Hogwarts. Harry was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a tee shirt with a faded denim jacket covering his arms. He also wore a pair of muggle sunglasses. With his hair pulled into a low pony tail, most people didn’t recognize him. He followed Snape to the front of the crowd and up onto the stage beside Dumbledore. The old wizard smiled at the two men and shook Harry’s hand. “It’s good to see you out, dear boy. I was almost afraid that you’d miss the chance to have the Order of Merlin, Second Class bestowed upon you today.”
Harry only shrugged, cursing to himself about the old wizard’s twinkling eyes and how he always gets what he wants. The ceremony was uneventful except for the gasps and quizzical looks from the crowd when Harry stepped up to the Minister of Magic. He thanked Fudge, and retreated back to his spot beside Dumbledore.
Harry refused to take any pictures for the Daily Prophet, and he quickly withdrew into the massive school at his first chance. Of course, he headed straight to the Headmaster’s office.
Dumbledore and Snape were waiting on him when he got there. “Harry,” Dumbledore said hugging the young wizard.
Harry merely hugged him back before he took the chair beside Snape. Damn his twinkling eyes, Harry thought. He’s up to something, and I know it’s got to do with me. Fuck, here it comes… His thought trailed off as Dumbledore began to speak. “Harry, I know that now that Voldemort is gone, you don’t really have much to do. I’d like to offer you the position for the Defense Against the Dark Arts. Obviously, you are the best candidate for the job, if you are willing.”
Harry pulled his sunglasses off and rubbed his eyes. With a sigh he answered, “Dumbledore, you’re forgetting something. I do not have any of the certificates that I need to teach.”
The old man laughed. “If that is all that is keeping you dear boy, then worry not! You can get your certificates before the beginning of the term next fall. As a matter of fact, I’ve already arranged for you to go to Switzerland to get them. You’ll be traveling with Professor Snape.”
A/N: As always, your reviews are most welcomed. I like to know just exactly how I\'m doing and whether or not you guys think what I\'m writing is crap. =) Thanks for reading!!
Snape surveyed the young man across from him. It was not long ago that he despised him. With the downfall of the Dark Lord, Snape begrudgingly decided that maybe Harry deserved his respect. The two of them had come to an agreement that despite their mutual respect, they had to keep up appearances. Basically, in public, Snape would leer and make snarky comments, and Harry would do everything in his power to piss the older man off.
Snape reached across the table and flipped the younger man’s long hair. “What’s this?”
He shrugged. “I like it better long. Besides, it’s not unruly like it used to be.”
Severus just laughed. “Right and I’m going to fly to London tonight on a broom. You just haven’t got it cut, have you?”
Suddenly, his hands became very interesting. “I have to go, don’t I? Dumbledore sent you.”
Snape stood up and nodded his head. “We should be leaving pretty soon. You wouldn’t want to be late for your public,” his old potions master sneered.
Harry gazed at the man with a look of utter defeat on his face. “I guess I’ll go pull my hair back and change.”
Within a few minutes they aparated to Hogwarts. Harry was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a tee shirt with a faded denim jacket covering his arms. He also wore a pair of muggle sunglasses. With his hair pulled into a low pony tail, most people didn’t recognize him. He followed Snape to the front of the crowd and up onto the stage beside Dumbledore. The old wizard smiled at the two men and shook Harry’s hand. “It’s good to see you out, dear boy. I was almost afraid that you’d miss the chance to have the Order of Merlin, Second Class bestowed upon you today.”
Harry only shrugged, cursing to himself about the old wizard’s twinkling eyes and how he always gets what he wants. The ceremony was uneventful except for the gasps and quizzical looks from the crowd when Harry stepped up to the Minister of Magic. He thanked Fudge, and retreated back to his spot beside Dumbledore.
Harry refused to take any pictures for the Daily Prophet, and he quickly withdrew into the massive school at his first chance. Of course, he headed straight to the Headmaster’s office.
Dumbledore and Snape were waiting on him when he got there. “Harry,” Dumbledore said hugging the young wizard.
Harry merely hugged him back before he took the chair beside Snape. Damn his twinkling eyes, Harry thought. He’s up to something, and I know it’s got to do with me. Fuck, here it comes… His thought trailed off as Dumbledore began to speak. “Harry, I know that now that Voldemort is gone, you don’t really have much to do. I’d like to offer you the position for the Defense Against the Dark Arts. Obviously, you are the best candidate for the job, if you are willing.”
Harry pulled his sunglasses off and rubbed his eyes. With a sigh he answered, “Dumbledore, you’re forgetting something. I do not have any of the certificates that I need to teach.”
The old man laughed. “If that is all that is keeping you dear boy, then worry not! You can get your certificates before the beginning of the term next fall. As a matter of fact, I’ve already arranged for you to go to Switzerland to get them. You’ll be traveling with Professor Snape.”
A/N: As always, your reviews are most welcomed. I like to know just exactly how I\'m doing and whether or not you guys think what I\'m writing is crap. =) Thanks for reading!!