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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
10,652
Reviews:
11
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Chapter
2
“Here is your room, Harry,” Sirius had ended the
tour of the small house for the boys. With his godson there, it felt more like
home. Almost as though James were there again.
“It’s great. Thank you so much, Sirius,” The
sixteen year old hugged him. The warm body against his left him breathless.
Yes, it was James. His old lover had come back to him through Harry.
They released their hold, and Sirius led the two
boys to the small kitchen. “What do you want to eat for dinner?” He watched
them look at each other and smirk.
“Lasagne,” both of them replied at the same time.
Sirius felt his stomach twist in anger. That was
only his and James’ trait. Malfoy wasn’t supposed to know what James was
thinking.
He gave an ill-formed smile. “Sounds
good. I think I’ve got the stuff for it. What do you want to do for the
summer?” He reached into the refrigerator for the cheese.
Harry and Draco named off several ideas. “I go to
Hogwarts every weekend with Uncle Sev. That way you two can have some time with
each other.” He smiled at Harry. He knew his friend wanted to get to know his
new godfather better.
“Thanks, Dra,” Harry felt happier than he had ever
been.
***
Harry moaned in his sleep. It didn’t sound like it
was a nightmare, but Sirius could still hear the arousing noises made in the
next bedroom. It must have been quite an erotic dream by the number of times
James gasped.
Suddenly, Sirius stiffened as he heard a name
called out into the night. His rage almost boiled over. James had called out
the greasy git’s, Snape, name. He would
show his best friend who was better than the potions obsessed freak when Malfoy
wasn’t around. It was only four more days away.
***
The next day, Draco smiled when he saw his sleepy
eyed friend come into the kitchen.
The blonde had heard Harry’s sleep talk before,
when they had to go into hiding together. It amused him to no end that his
brother-like friend had fallen for his godfather.
Harry glared as Draco smirked at him. He knew he
heard. His dreams about Severus were becoming more and more graphic. He blushed
when he thought of that long pink tongue licking his tight ring of muscle,
fucking him shallowly.
“Shut up, prat.” Harry swatted at him, but missed. “It’s
not my fault you have a drop dead gorgeous godfather” He grinned at the
Slytherin’s raised eyebrow.
“You ought to tell him,” Draco didn’t let the
Gryffindor know that Severus had also been heard calling out the
Boy-Who-Lived’s name in his sleep.
Harry just sno and and looked up. “Hey, Sirius,” he
grinned. ‘He must not be a morning person.’ Harry thought as Sirius just
grunted. He looked to Draco, who just shrugged in confusion.
“I thought we could go see a movie,” his godfather
finally spoke up after getting a cup of coffee.
The raven haired boy smiled and looked to the blonde,
“What movie?”
They looked towards Sirius, who smirked, “How about
Scream?”
Harry shrugged and Draco raised an eyebrow. His
best friend’s godfather should realize the shock of the killings in the movie
would be on the other boy. But Harry seemed to be happy with the choice, so he
went along with it very reluctantly.
***
Harry came out of the theatre in tears. He knew
there were people, muggles and wizards alike, who would kill for revenge.
Sirius knelt beside him and pulled his godson
close. “I’m so sorry, love,” He whispered comforting words into the younger
wizard’s ear, forgetting Draco was there.
The blonde noticed the satisfied look on the man’s
face. It startled him and he knew he had to write to his own godfather when
they got back to the house.
“Are you okay, now J-Harry?” Sirius slipped up, but
Harry didn’t catch it. Draco however, did.
“Maybe we should go home. He might feel better
after a nap.” Draco winced at the glare sent from the animagus, but was
grateful for Harry’s relieved look and nod.
“I would feel better after some rest.” Harry a
a
small smile to his godfather, who petted his small head, as though he were a
puppy.
Sirius nodded and they left the theatre.
End of Chapter 2
Chapter
2
“Here is your room, Harry,” Sirius had ended the
tour of the small house for the boys. With his godson there, it felt more like
home. Almost as though James were there again.
“It’s great. Thank you so much, Sirius,” The
sixteen year old hugged him. The warm body against his left him breathless.
Yes, it was James. His old lover had come back to him through Harry.
They released their hold, and Sirius led the two
boys to the small kitchen. “What do you want to eat for dinner?” He watched
them look at each other and smirk.
“Lasagne,” both of them replied at the same time.
Sirius felt his stomach twist in anger. That was
only his and James’ trait. Malfoy wasn’t supposed to know what James was
thinking.
He gave an ill-formed smile. “Sounds
good. I think I’ve got the stuff for it. What do you want to do for the
summer?” He reached into the refrigerator for the cheese.
Harry and Draco named off several ideas. “I go to
Hogwarts every weekend with Uncle Sev. That way you two can have some time with
each other.” He smiled at Harry. He knew his friend wanted to get to know his
new godfather better.
“Thanks, Dra,” Harry felt happier than he had ever
been.
***
Harry moaned in his sleep. It didn’t sound like it
was a nightmare, but Sirius could still hear the arousing noises made in the
next bedroom. It must have been quite an erotic dream by the number of times
James gasped.
Suddenly, Sirius stiffened as he heard a name
called out into the night. His rage almost boiled over. James had called out
the greasy git’s, Snape, name. He would
show his best friend who was better than the potions obsessed freak when Malfoy
wasn’t around. It was only four more days away.
***
The next day, Draco smiled when he saw his sleepy
eyed friend come into the kitchen.
The blonde had heard Harry’s sleep talk before,
when they had to go into hiding together. It amused him to no end that his
brother-like friend had fallen for his godfather.
Harry glared as Draco smirked at him. He knew he
heard. His dreams about Severus were becoming more and more graphic. He blushed
when he thought of that long pink tongue licking his tight ring of muscle,
fucking him shallowly.
“Shut up, prat.” Harry swatted at him, but missed. “It’s
not my fault you have a drop dead gorgeous godfather” He grinned at the
Slytherin’s raised eyebrow.
“You ought to tell him,” Draco didn’t let the
Gryffindor know that Severus had also been heard calling out the
Boy-Who-Lived’s name in his sleep.
Harry just sno and and looked up. “Hey, Sirius,” he
grinned. ‘He must not be a morning person.’ Harry thought as Sirius just
grunted. He looked to Draco, who just shrugged in confusion.
“I thought we could go see a movie,” his godfather
finally spoke up after getting a cup of coffee.
The raven haired boy smiled and looked to the blonde,
“What movie?”
They looked towards Sirius, who smirked, “How about
Scream?”
Harry shrugged and Draco raised an eyebrow. His
best friend’s godfather should realize the shock of the killings in the movie
would be on the other boy. But Harry seemed to be happy with the choice, so he
went along with it very reluctantly.
***
Harry came out of the theatre in tears. He knew
there were people, muggles and wizards alike, who would kill for revenge.
Sirius knelt beside him and pulled his godson
close. “I’m so sorry, love,” He whispered comforting words into the younger
wizard’s ear, forgetting Draco was there.
The blonde noticed the satisfied look on the man’s
face. It startled him and he knew he had to write to his own godfather when
they got back to the house.
“Are you okay, now J-Harry?” Sirius slipped up, but
Harry didn’t catch it. Draco however, did.
“Maybe we should go home. He might feel better
after a nap.” Draco winced at the glare sent from the animagus, but was
grateful for Harry’s relieved look and nod.
“I would feel better after some rest.” Harry a
a
small smile to his godfather, who petted his small head, as though he were a
puppy.
Sirius nodded and they left the theatre.
End of Chapter 2