The Headmaster

Chapter 23 The Headmaster

Harry looked at the uncomfortable couch and longed for the comfort of his own bed. He could have had the elves make another room up but for some strange reason didn’t want to be too far away from Severus.

Harry gasped in surprise. That was the first time he had ever thought of him as anything but Snape, at least that he could remember. He shook his head feeling rather perplexed about the whole situation with Severus. Yawning he thought it would be best and think about it after a good night sleep.

Thinking about transforming the couch into a small bed, he quickly abandoned the idea, remembering the last time he tried to change the couch the spell rebound sending him flat on his arse. After stoking the fire, Harry grabbed a wool throw and got as comfortable as he could on the small couch. Within moments sleep was upon him.

~DREAM~
A naked, very aroused Severus was on his knees in front of Harry, his hands bound tightly behind him. The Potions Master’s mouth opened hungrily as he slipped his lover’s engorged cock into his mouth.

Harry looked down and studied the Potions Master and liked what he saw. Severus’ skin was no longer shallow but a golden bronze. His hair felt like silk between his fingers as he held Snape’s head in place. His hips rocked slowly back and forth as he relished the feel of Severus’ tongue playing with his shaft, as it disappeared in his mouth.

He found calling his lover a slut and whore only seemed to make Severus own bound cock strain harder in its confines. Harry wasn’t about to let him come, not until he gave Severus permission. He was patient and could wait until Severus lost all of his control and beg Harry for release.

Throwing his head back he started to thrust his hips violently all the while thinking that this was what Severus was born to do, be on his knees before him as his lover and toy. Even in his dream that didn’t seem right but when he looked into the Severus’ black orbs Harry knew that this was what the Potions Master needed, to be loved whole heartedly and to be controlled totally. With that thought Harry came sending his seed down his lover’s throat.
~END DREAM~

Harry woke abruptly, his pajama bottoms soaked with his sperm. He quietly cursed all the way to the bathroom, wondering when he started seeing Snape as… desirable. He no longer could deny that he wanted Snape but he would slit his wrists before he acted on it.

After taking a scalding hot shower and slipping on a fresh pair of pajamas he headed back to the couch to go back to sleep. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the wet spot, sticking out like a sore thumb, on the couch.

Sighing he grabbed his throw and headed to his bed. He’d be damned if Snape pushes him out of his own bed. He crept silently into his room and saw that Snape had kicked his blankets off. Taking the covers in hand he tenderly covered Severus up and tucked the side of the bed.

Without a thought he brushed back Severus’ hair and placed a kiss on his forehead. As Severus rolled over and adjusted his pillow, Harry could see the small smile that formed on his dour face. His heart clenched and all the feeling, all the memories that he had once had for Snape, flooded back. It was all too much. He pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes to stop the tears from flowing. He hoped, when he opened his eyes, that all of the feelings he felt would be have left and he could go back to disliking his old professor.

“Harry?”

Harry had never heard his name spoken with so much love before. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Severus staring at him with concern. Harry climbed on top of Severus until he was straddling his chest. He was taken aback that not only he did not struggle but he seemed to welcome Harry sitting there. Harry did nothing, but gaze and run the back of his fingers over Severus’ face.

Severus was reaching up to pull Harry down for a kiss, only to be thwarted when Harry took both of his hands and placed them high over his head.

“My rules,” Harry informed Severus.

“Yes sir,” Severus answered with a smile, “anything you say. Now kiss me.”

“I plan on it but not because you asked for it,” Harry teased, “but because ‘I’ want it.” Harry didn’t give Severus a chance to reply but leaned down and nibbled happily on Severus’ thin lower lip. Harry smiled when he felt Severus start to buck his hips forward. “You will lie perfectly still or I will end this right now,” Harry told him and he gave Severus little peck across this chin.

“Sadist,” Severus mumbled as he settled down.

Harry grinned. Their lips touched and Harry pulled back, startled how good that felt he kissed Severus again, in earnest this time. The little whimpers that Severus made urged him on. Everyone was right, he belonged here with Severus and he planned on never leaving his side again.

Suddenly, Harry realized that Severus was no longer responding to his affections.

“What’s wrong?” Harry questioned.

“I can’t,” Severus answered with a terrifying look on his face.

“You can’t what?”

Severus was unable to speak. Instead he took Harry’s hand and pressed over his flaccid cock.

“Oh… I see, I do nothing for you,” Harry said disappointedly.

“Not everything is about you, you bloody egotist. It’s me, I can’t get a hard on.” Severus turned his head, too embarrassed to look at Harry.

Harry slipped from Severus’ chest and pulled him into his arms. “It’s okay. We’ll muddle through somehow,” Harry tried to reassure Severus.

Severus chuckled bitterly, “I’m finally in your arms and I am incapable of doing anything about it.”

“Tomorrow we will go and talk to Healer Montague together. There must be something he can do to help,” Harry said as he tenderly rubbed Severus’ back.

“I wanted nothing more in my life than to be in your arms and now that I’m there I find that I’m not much of a man.” Severus hid his face in the side of the young man he fell in love with so many years before.

“Severus I want you to listen to me… really listen to what I have to say. Are you listening?” Harry asked a heartbroken Severus. Severus nodded. “Good. Yesterday I gave an oath to take care of you, true it was done on a whim but once I made that pledge I meant every word I spoke. I am to take care of you, in all manners, including this.” Harry lightly stroked Severus’ unresponsive cock. Harry lifted Severus’ chin until their eyes met, “I give you another promise. When we have sex,” Harry paused and shook his head. That was not what he meant to say. “When we make love together, for the first time, you will relish the experience as much as I will.”

“When I am with you, Harry Potter, you make me feel weak.”

“You are the strongest man I know Severus Snape, but it’s time to let down your guard and let someone else take control. I will never humiliate you in public, that doesn’t mean that I won’t take pleasure in humiliating you in private.” Harry felt Severus shiver in his arms. “I find that I have a very imaginative sex drive and I plan on practicing it on you.”

“I am to become your sex toy.” Severus sounded indignant.

“Oh yes, do you have a problem with that?” Harry asked with the nastiest grin on his face.

“No… no I suppose I don’t.” Severus stopped short to admitting that he was looking forward to it.

“Good, now let’s get some sleep. We need to be up early so I can work your legs. Alvin said that I should have you up and walking in a couple of days.”

“That soon? I don’t think I’ll be ready,” Severus argued.

“It’s not your choice to say when you’re ready, but mine. Remember that or next time you contradict me you may very well be punished.” Harry felt Severus shiver again in anticipation. He wondered how long it would take for Severus to say something to get himself punished. He smiled to himself; he doubted Severus would last three days. He wondered how Severus would take to a good hard spanking. With that thought he snuggled farther down into the warmth of the bed and into Severus’ arms. After a few moments they fell asleep in each other’s arms, their breath moved as one.

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Remus and Hermione walked hand in hand from a night of eating and dancing. It had been too long since they had a night like this, just the two of them enjoying one another’s company. They loved Minerva but started to wonder is she was ever going to leave their small cottage. The two giggled and occasionally Remus would stop and take his fiancé into his arms and dance with her down the middle of the street, oblivious to their surroundings.

“I want a baby,” Hermione whispered in Remus’ ear when he held her in his arms.

“Right this minute?” he teased.

“If that what it takes.” She smiled wickedly at her fiancé.

“We were planning on getting married in the spring. Shouldn’t we wait until after the wedding before I get you pregnant?” Remus questioned.

“Do you think me that conventional that I have to be married to have a child?” Hermione sighed before she continued. “I have no doubt that you love me and plan to spend the rest of your life with me,” she said.

Remus shook his head in agreement.

“Good. If I wasn’t sure of our feeling for one another I would never agree to a wedding much less having a baby. We both will be great parents and I want to start immediately trying to get pregnant.”

“I’m not sure about this Hermione; it seems rather like putting the cart in front of the horse.”

“Will you agree to this… that we do nothing to prevent the pregnancy? If I don’t get pregnant fine but if I do, all the better.”

“I feel a bit like we’re playing Russian roulette.” He sighed heavily.

“Remus do you want children?” Hermione asked, no longer sure of herself.

“Merlin yes, a dozen if we can afford them,” he answered whole heartedly.

“You had me worried for a moment.” She stood on her toes and kissed him.

“A little you would be nice to have around the house.” Remus grinned.

“A Remus Jr. wouldn’t be a bad thing.” She cuddled next to him.

“We’ll let nature take its course?”

“Agreed,” she answered quickly.

“We’ll let the Fates decide?”

“Yes.”

“Then I agree.”

Hermione squealed in delight and threw her arms around Remus. When the neighborhood lights started to turn on to see who had made all the noise the two of them apparated back to their home. Once there, the two of them thought it would be a good idea to practice at getting Hermione pregnant. They practiced until the sun rose.


a/n To anonymous, if you find my story to be tripe and has no redeeming value, don't read. I don't remember putting a gun to your head and forceing you to read it.