The Engagement Kiss
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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The Aftermath
“Give me one good reason not to rip your heart out of your lying, manipulating body Albus Dumbledore!” demanded an angry feminine voice, the spots faded from his sight and Harry gasped at the two beautiful people standing threateningly before the headmaster. The woman was built with every curve in the right place, her waist length dark-red hair was plaited with a few sparkling beads threaded through. The male was just as atrociously beautiful, the eerie similarity between their perfectly carved faces hinted to a relation of the familial kind. His hair was cropped jaggedly to his shoulders and was as ebony black as Harry’s own.
“Ah, Miss Aviva and Mister Azar to what do we owe this delightful visit?” Albus asked, cowering before the infuriated Anders. The male growled but any further comments were cut off by Harry’s sudden shout of pain.
“Tend to him, Az,” Aviva growled, whilst looking back at Dumbledore with animosity. Harry arched off the chair as he was thrown back into memories of the previous day.
Chapter 2:
Green eyes glared at the red digital numbers displayed on the clock, annoyance that they refused to cooperate and display the time he wanted. His gaze shifted over to the letter sitting on his bedside table the folds worn already, the contents simply stating that someone from the Order would come to get him the instant that the wards fell, yet did not specify who or how long before midnight. Sighing he turned over and looked at the ceiling and let his thoughts drift off.
hphphphphphphhp
‘I found you! Finally me hirm!’ whispered a female voice in the midst of the darkness. He looked around, but couldn’t see.
“Where? Who?” he asked softly, confused yet unafraid. Somehow the voice felt more comforting than any other he had ever encountered.
‘No worries me hirm, we’ll come get you soon. That bastard has kept you long enough,’ the voice whispered savagely, and felt his magic spike in response.
‘Careful me hirm! You're awakening, don’t try to do too much!’ the voice cautioned, yet outside this comforting space he could feel another presence, one equally as comforting and powerful.
[I want…] his own mind all but moaned, what the hell was going on? Harry struggled, now panting his magic spiking erratically and flowing to the person in his room. His mind finally seemed to catch up.
[The Order member! Wha… want damn it…] he felt like he was arguing with his own mind and it hurt. Need and confusion were coursing through him, and the need was winning out.
‘Me hirm! Nephew don’t act hastily, you might regret it later!’ the voice flitted through his mind once more before his green eyes snapped open.
Professor Severus Snape watched the Golden Boy thrash around on the bed, but did not or could not do anything to help. The magic that was steadily coursing through the room in erratic bursts and waves held him fast and washed over his skin in a most pleasant manner. He was trying to move or grab his wand when Potter’s spawn’s brilliant green eyes opened and looked right at him. The sudden flood of resulting strong and overtly sexual pleasure that ripped through him knocked him out of whatever hold he had been in. Sagging against the wall he watched Potter slink off the bed with a catlike grace that he’d never seen before.
“Professsssor you seem confusssed...” Harry hissed, Snape growled in return pulling himself off the wall and wrapping his strong arms around the boy. Harry merely responded by shifting his hips grinding his growing erection against the taller mans. Severus’ dark eyes got even darker as he claimed the boy’s lips, though in the midst of whatever this was he was yelling at himself to stop and think about what he was doing.
“P...Potter what in Merlin’s name are you doing to me?” He managed to force out, while trying to remove the boy currently rubbing against him.
“Mine” Harry nearly spat out, the magic laced in his voice made Severus moan softly and incline his head pulling harry closer. “Mineeee” the boy growled again, earning a responsive growl as the older man’s will waned.
“Yes, mine” Severus growled nipping at Potter’s neck, when the boys magic whipped around the room, returning to his body. Suddenly he had his arms full of an unconscious Potter, a raging hard on and a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach.
“Harry, Harry, me hirm!” called that familiar voice, his eyes cracked open, and after the onslaught of light he could registered that he was laying in the hospital wing.
“Bloody hell, what have I gotten myself into this time?” he muttered looking at the concerned adults, and the two Anders. “What’s going on?” He asked them, feeling that they knew what he meant. Aviva glanced at Dumbledore hatefully then back at him.
“Well, I have a feeling that this could become a long winded discussion, me hirm, and you will be tired soon, if not already, but we’ll tell you whatever you wish to hear.” She replied sitting back and awaiting his first question.
“First what is an Ander?” he asked, and she sighed.
“We are a rare magical species not found in many books; we are classified as dangerous thus wizards often do not like us. Despite this we often live among them posing as natural humans, its not that hard. Except when mating and in heat, the biggest difference between an Ander and humans and what most find disgusting about us is well the fact that we have both female and male reproductive systems simultaneously.” She watched his face cautiously; however his face remained carefully blank.
“While I doubt you want me to get into details I will suffice to say you will not be sprouting any more parts, however when we remove the Headmaster’s little blood spell to make you look like one James Potter your appearance may change.” She continued stiffly. Her last sentiment caught his attention.
“Blood spell? I’m not his son?” he asked confused.
“You are, though I doubt my sister wanted to be mated with him, regardless of any silly prophecy.” Again she glared at Dumbledore, “Had we known that Lilly had a child you would’ve been brought to live with us immediately. Not left with those god-forsaken humans.” She growled. Harry stared at her.
“You’re my aunt? But everyone said my mum was muggle-born?” his mind was whirling, as everything he knew was twisted and warped.
“Well that was her story; after all she was a perfect female, the rarest form of Ander that is completely female. She muted her beauty with natural skills but it was better for her family not to be questioned. I’ll give you books on our history so you can more fully understand. For now I think you need to sleep,” she said. He nodded, falling back onto the bed, and with a hesitant glance at his irate potions professor drifted off.
“While it’s nice that you alleviated some of Potter’s ignorance, I still fail to see what your purpose here is.” Snape snarled out, and in a flash of movement he had an angry red-head dangerously close to invading his personal space bubble.
“You, Severus Snape, are not ‘off the hook’ as the humans say, this is the second time you have encountered an Ander, and you at least should’ve be able to stave him off!” she hissed moving in on him, causing even the stoic Potions Master to retreat, “And now that you are a part of this, you will at least treat him with respect. His family will make sure he receives all the love he missed while away from us,” that earned her a growl from Snape as he moved towards her.
“In case you failed to notice, I am part of Harry’s family now and I have no intention of allowing the former treatment of those who claimed the same to soil his concept of the idea any longer.” He said and swept out of the hospital wing in a swirl of robes. Neither noticed the small smile gracing Harry’s lips in his sleep.
BEING BETA'D NOW
A/N: have no idea why but when I uploaded this originally this was included but at the bottom and everything after the first sentence in my authors note got cut off! Which made me sad because I replied to my reviewers cause their awesome and in the next chapter the same thing happened? The writing was in the edit view but not the story view. So while I hate putting so much before the story I'm going to put the notes on top I guess? >.<
I could have uploaded this like four hours after the first chapter but I was and remain very angry with this chapter. Aside from that! LOOK! –Points excitedly- I has reviews!!!
“Ah, Miss Aviva and Mister Azar to what do we owe this delightful visit?” Albus asked, cowering before the infuriated Anders. The male growled but any further comments were cut off by Harry’s sudden shout of pain.
“Tend to him, Az,” Aviva growled, whilst looking back at Dumbledore with animosity. Harry arched off the chair as he was thrown back into memories of the previous day.
Chapter 2:
Green eyes glared at the red digital numbers displayed on the clock, annoyance that they refused to cooperate and display the time he wanted. His gaze shifted over to the letter sitting on his bedside table the folds worn already, the contents simply stating that someone from the Order would come to get him the instant that the wards fell, yet did not specify who or how long before midnight. Sighing he turned over and looked at the ceiling and let his thoughts drift off.
hphphphphphphhp
‘I found you! Finally me hirm!’ whispered a female voice in the midst of the darkness. He looked around, but couldn’t see.
“Where? Who?” he asked softly, confused yet unafraid. Somehow the voice felt more comforting than any other he had ever encountered.
‘No worries me hirm, we’ll come get you soon. That bastard has kept you long enough,’ the voice whispered savagely, and felt his magic spike in response.
‘Careful me hirm! You're awakening, don’t try to do too much!’ the voice cautioned, yet outside this comforting space he could feel another presence, one equally as comforting and powerful.
[I want…] his own mind all but moaned, what the hell was going on? Harry struggled, now panting his magic spiking erratically and flowing to the person in his room. His mind finally seemed to catch up.
[The Order member! Wha… want damn it…] he felt like he was arguing with his own mind and it hurt. Need and confusion were coursing through him, and the need was winning out.
‘Me hirm! Nephew don’t act hastily, you might regret it later!’ the voice flitted through his mind once more before his green eyes snapped open.
Professor Severus Snape watched the Golden Boy thrash around on the bed, but did not or could not do anything to help. The magic that was steadily coursing through the room in erratic bursts and waves held him fast and washed over his skin in a most pleasant manner. He was trying to move or grab his wand when Potter’s spawn’s brilliant green eyes opened and looked right at him. The sudden flood of resulting strong and overtly sexual pleasure that ripped through him knocked him out of whatever hold he had been in. Sagging against the wall he watched Potter slink off the bed with a catlike grace that he’d never seen before.
“Professsssor you seem confusssed...” Harry hissed, Snape growled in return pulling himself off the wall and wrapping his strong arms around the boy. Harry merely responded by shifting his hips grinding his growing erection against the taller mans. Severus’ dark eyes got even darker as he claimed the boy’s lips, though in the midst of whatever this was he was yelling at himself to stop and think about what he was doing.
“P...Potter what in Merlin’s name are you doing to me?” He managed to force out, while trying to remove the boy currently rubbing against him.
“Mine” Harry nearly spat out, the magic laced in his voice made Severus moan softly and incline his head pulling harry closer. “Mineeee” the boy growled again, earning a responsive growl as the older man’s will waned.
“Yes, mine” Severus growled nipping at Potter’s neck, when the boys magic whipped around the room, returning to his body. Suddenly he had his arms full of an unconscious Potter, a raging hard on and a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach.
“Harry, Harry, me hirm!” called that familiar voice, his eyes cracked open, and after the onslaught of light he could registered that he was laying in the hospital wing.
“Bloody hell, what have I gotten myself into this time?” he muttered looking at the concerned adults, and the two Anders. “What’s going on?” He asked them, feeling that they knew what he meant. Aviva glanced at Dumbledore hatefully then back at him.
“Well, I have a feeling that this could become a long winded discussion, me hirm, and you will be tired soon, if not already, but we’ll tell you whatever you wish to hear.” She replied sitting back and awaiting his first question.
“First what is an Ander?” he asked, and she sighed.
“We are a rare magical species not found in many books; we are classified as dangerous thus wizards often do not like us. Despite this we often live among them posing as natural humans, its not that hard. Except when mating and in heat, the biggest difference between an Ander and humans and what most find disgusting about us is well the fact that we have both female and male reproductive systems simultaneously.” She watched his face cautiously; however his face remained carefully blank.
“While I doubt you want me to get into details I will suffice to say you will not be sprouting any more parts, however when we remove the Headmaster’s little blood spell to make you look like one James Potter your appearance may change.” She continued stiffly. Her last sentiment caught his attention.
“Blood spell? I’m not his son?” he asked confused.
“You are, though I doubt my sister wanted to be mated with him, regardless of any silly prophecy.” Again she glared at Dumbledore, “Had we known that Lilly had a child you would’ve been brought to live with us immediately. Not left with those god-forsaken humans.” She growled. Harry stared at her.
“You’re my aunt? But everyone said my mum was muggle-born?” his mind was whirling, as everything he knew was twisted and warped.
“Well that was her story; after all she was a perfect female, the rarest form of Ander that is completely female. She muted her beauty with natural skills but it was better for her family not to be questioned. I’ll give you books on our history so you can more fully understand. For now I think you need to sleep,” she said. He nodded, falling back onto the bed, and with a hesitant glance at his irate potions professor drifted off.
“While it’s nice that you alleviated some of Potter’s ignorance, I still fail to see what your purpose here is.” Snape snarled out, and in a flash of movement he had an angry red-head dangerously close to invading his personal space bubble.
“You, Severus Snape, are not ‘off the hook’ as the humans say, this is the second time you have encountered an Ander, and you at least should’ve be able to stave him off!” she hissed moving in on him, causing even the stoic Potions Master to retreat, “And now that you are a part of this, you will at least treat him with respect. His family will make sure he receives all the love he missed while away from us,” that earned her a growl from Snape as he moved towards her.
“In case you failed to notice, I am part of Harry’s family now and I have no intention of allowing the former treatment of those who claimed the same to soil his concept of the idea any longer.” He said and swept out of the hospital wing in a swirl of robes. Neither noticed the small smile gracing Harry’s lips in his sleep.
BEING BETA'D NOW
A/N: have no idea why but when I uploaded this originally this was included but at the bottom and everything after the first sentence in my authors note got cut off! Which made me sad because I replied to my reviewers cause their awesome and in the next chapter the same thing happened? The writing was in the edit view but not the story view. So while I hate putting so much before the story I'm going to put the notes on top I guess? >.<
I could have uploaded this like four hours after the first chapter but I was and remain very angry with this chapter. Aside from that! LOOK! –Points excitedly- I has reviews!!!