You Know You Are Loved When A Gryffindor Loves You

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“So what do you do?, I mean on your midnight sorties. Where do you go?”, Ron enquired, “And why the nightmares?”. Harry shook his head, “I feel like something’s trying to crawl out of my chest like the monster in that muggle movie, ‘Alien’, that it’s going to burst out of my guts, so I walk it off around the castle and Snape catches me. He’s stopped deducting House points. He just leads me back here and drops me in front of the Fat Lady. He always seems to be on his night-time rounds”.

Ron tilted his head to one side and said the most prescient thing he had ever come up with, “I think Snape times his rounds to the time you are most likely to be out of bed”. Harry tried to protest, but Ron forestalled him, “Be careful, Harry. Be very careful”, then smiled. In that moment, Harry realised that he didn’t have to come out before his best friend and for that he was eternally grateful. Ron muttered, “You want him to catch you out and about, don’t you?”. Harry couldn’t provide a coherent answer so stayed silent. Ron looked quizzically at his best mate, “Shit, Harry, you’ve got it bad for him, haven’t you?”. By way of reply, Harry said nothing, simply curled up on his bed, his fingers nudged his glasses up to rub at his eyes, then pushed them into his hair and he buried his face in his hands, he nodded, twice.

The next time Snape caught him was gazing out at the stars from the top of the Astronomy Tower. Harry had left the door open on purpose announcing his presence. He simply joined him, threading a cautious arm around his shoulders. The boy was cold. He’d already been here for a few hours. He leaned into the warmth of the older man, then in the intoxication of stars, he felt Severus tip his head up as he held him and two chaste kisses were swiped over his lips and Harry was on fire. He panted and laid his head into Severus’ shoulder, “You cannot stop there. I won’t allow you to”. Severus smiled, “And what will you do Mr Potter?”. Harry’s green eyes narrowed as he leaned in then claimed those lips for his own, “This”, he murmured and kissed the man again with main force, nudging Severus’ lips apart with an eager tongue.

There was definite hesitation on the man’s part, but he capitulated throwing his arms around Harry and pulling the boy to him, deepened the kiss nearly making Harry swoon from the intensity of it all, the feel of Severus’ body in his arms, the intoxicating scent of him this close, the fire in those dark eyes, the cinnamon and bergamot taste of his mouth, the erect length of Severus Snape’s cock pressing into his groin through cloth. A definite and undeniable heat building between them as hands started to roam and reach beneath clothes to touch warm skin.

Then Severus pushed him away forcefully, “Damn, I laid a detection charm. Someone’s on their way up here”. Before he could say anything else, Harry wrapped them both in his Invisibility Cloak and pushed them into deep shadow on the far wall, making them both crouch down, “Tuck your feet in Severus”, Harry whispered and the feet were withdrawn under the cape.

“Potter, this is a really bad idea, you should have hidden and I should have been on hand to punish whoever is out of bed at this time of the night”, he hissed sibilantly, “Now we will have to bear witness to adolescent friskiness and that I could do without, thanks all the same”. Harry could dimly make out the sharp profile of the man huddled beside him, then closed the short distance between them and kissed him again just as the door opened.

By the light of the moon the silver blond hair was unmistakeable, “Oh, Merlin, I get to watch Malfoy fuck his latest conquest”, Harry whispered, to feel Severus’ silent laughter at his side, but when he saw his partner, he froze, his whole body stiffening as if for flight. Severus planted an arm across his midriff, “No heroics, Mr Potter”, he purred, “We’ll just have to watch”, as Ron was led into the room by his hand, being dragged by an impatient Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy rushed out to the balcony, then braced himself on his arms on the parapet, “Come on, Weasley, get on with it”, Ron came up behind Draco and bit his shoulder, “Shut it, Malfoy. You can’t wait to have my huge cock up your arse”, at the same time as he feverishly frotted the blond, reaching a hand around to open the Slytherin’s pants and slide them and the silk boxers down his legs. “Nice arse”, commented Harry in a whisper. Despite the weirdness of the scenario, he was getting incredibly turned on. He shuffled about a bit trying to get comfortable and Severus stilled him.

Silently Severus unzipped Harry and freed his fully erect cock from the confines of cloth. Harry squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip to stay silent. He could feel Severus’ hot breath on his ear, “Keep your eyes open and watch them”, as talented fingers moved over Harry’s cock. Harry’s eyes flicked open then he winced at a particularly exquisite twist from Severus’ fingers, hissing breath in through clenched teeth and whispered, “Fuck”, then watched the others.

Ron was taking his time readying Draco who whined and complained urging Ron on, his hips bucking backwards on the four fingers fucking and stretching him. Harry felt Severus fidget momentarily his cock being neglected until he saw what Severus was doing. He felt his hand grabbed then placed around Severus’ throbbing length, then the warm hand was around his own cock again stroking and pulling, he began his own hand moving over Severus’ silky length. They continued to watch the floorshow.

They saw Ron undo his own pants and lower them with one hand, the other deep inside Draco, “Merlin’s beard!. The boy didn’t exaggerate, did he?”. Harry softly chuckled, “Our Ron is a big boy in all senses of the word”, as their hands sped up from idle stroking to a purposeful wank. They watched as Ron murmured a lubrication charm then plunged into Draco with no mercy. Ron growled, “Tell me how much you want it, slut”, the words plainly heard by the other two. Draco moaned aloud, “Want it so much, big and thick and deep inside me, fuck me, fuck me hard”, and Ron complied, ploughing in deep and hard, both strong hands holding the blond’s hips who fell forward onto his folded arms and groaned as Ron kept up his relentless pace.

Harry could see a softening of Ron’s face as the pace increased, Malfoy pressing back with each thrust, then Ron reached around roughly grabbing Draco’s weeping cock and pounded harder as he wanked him. Draco’s yell pierced the air at precisely the same time as Harry stuffed Severus’s robes into his mouth and came all over himself and Severus’ hand. The man’s climax mirrored Ron’s a scant few seconds later, stifling a moan with his mouth pressed against Harry’s neck and Harry felt the warm sticky come erupt over his fingers.

Ron pulled out of Draco and draped himself over the parapet beside the blond to recover. They heard some murmuring but couldn’t make out the words until Ron stood, tucking himself away and zipping up. “I don’t do kissing Malfoy, particularly not you, you slut. You only want me for my big dick and that’s all you’ll get”, He made to leave but turned again and slapped Malfoy’s arse, hard. “See you soon, Ferret”, he tossed over his shoulder and was gone.

Draco took longer to recover, groaning as he arranged his clothes and ran a hand through his hair then supported his weight on one arm as his legs weren’t fully functional yet. When they were in something approaching working order again, he tottered from the tower after casting a cleaning charm over the portion of balcony wall that had been anointed with his come.

Harry slowly lowered the Cloak from around them. As he heard Malfoy’s footsteps fade, he started to laugh, “Fuck! Who would have thought it? Draco Malfoy begging for cock and Ron a top. Cool. Good on ya Ronnie-boy”. He turned to his new lover to see him suppressing laughter, “Oh, come on Severus, that was hot. Admit it”, Severus nodded as he clutched his sides, “Damn right. I always thought that the younger Malfoy would be a top like his old man. I must admit, I enjoyed the arrogant little chit being brought down a peg or two by a Gryffindor, for one, and a Weasley at that. Oh joy”. They held each other then and the lights were re-kindling in their eyes.

Severus cast a cleaning spell over them both and they did themselves up again, then Severus pulled Harry to him for a deep kiss, “I definitely do kissing, Mr Potter”, he purred into Harry’s ear as they emerged for breath. “Um, Severus? I think I should be getting back. It’s very late and I’m knackered”, he yawned. The black-haired man regarded him and in a rash move said, “If you must, but I would far rather you spent the rest of the night in my bed. It is Saturday tomor-today after all”. He bit his lip. Where had that come from? Oh bugger, he was so lost here.

Harry was led down to the dungeons, his gut fluttering in anticipation. He had no idea what to expect. The man could sleep in a goddamn coffin for all he knew, or upside-down, suspended by the ankles from the rafters, his cloak wrapped around him like bat’s wings. He was pleasantly surprised to find a set of orderly but messy-in-the-middle rooms, books piled haphazardly on shelves, his breakfast tray still on the coffee table from that morning, a glimpse through an open door of the bed still rumpled and unmade, but everywhere clean with the scent of his lover pervading every corner.

Then he was in the bedroom and was being expertly stripped of his clothes from behind, then he felt kisses all along his shoulder, climbing his neck then nuzzles under his hair, the lobe of an ear taken between moist lips, he was hard in an instant and wriggling his arse back against Severus’ groin. Severus growled, “Not tonight, Harry, but I will not leave you like this”. At that he picked Harry up in his arms and deposited him on the bed, then devoured the young wizard’s cock with his mouth, sucking and licking, squeezing Harry’s balls gently then inserting a couple of cheeky long fingers up his lover’s arse stroking the bundle of prostate nerves and making Harry howl, then felt the ribbons of come pulse over his tongue and down his throat, this time Harry gave full voice to his passion.

Severus gathered a sated Harry to him, back to chest. He spooned about the boy perfectly, his grin off the scale and sank his nose into Harry’s hair. With a wave of his hand, the candles extinguished and with a murmured, “Nox”, both slept.