Against His Nature
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Adult ++
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52
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85,393
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600
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2
Currently Reading:
4
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Lily White
CHAPTER 27
Snape’s eyes snapped open as the sound of paper being slid across the floor drew him from his pleasant snoozing. Sitting up Snape glanced over the side of his bed to see the lily-white envelope in the middle of the floor.
“Accio letter.” Snape flicked his hand in the general direction of the envelope as he muttered the charm beneath his breath. The paper flew from the floor into his hand and he collapsed back onto his soft pillow with a sigh.
“If it’s from that infernal old man you call an employer, tell him to fuck off.” Snape slid his finger beneath the seal of the envelope as he glanced across at Octavia who was sprawled across most of the bed, his head buried beneath the pillow in an attempt at getting a few minutes more sleep. Rolling his eyes Snape pulled the letter free of it’s envelope and instantly recognized the familiar childish scrawl he’d had the unfortunate displeasure of having to mark for the past six and half years.
“Potter.” Snape muttered beneath his breath causing Octavia to remove his head from the pillows and look up in mild surprise.
“I forget he was out there. Poor boy’s probably been treated to your moans all night. That’s enough to give anyone nightmares.” Octavia chuckled as he leant over Snape’s shoulder to glance at the letter as well.
“Your humor isn’t appreciated this morning.” Snape snapped irritably as he began to read the letter out loud.
‘Snape,
Sorry about intruding on your privacy last night, I didn’t expect the door to just open like that and I didn’t realize you’d been summoned. Please don’t take any house points; I’ll take a detention instead if you’re mad at me. I hope Riddle didn’t take too much out of you. I heard you moaning so I hope you’re not in too much pain. I have classes this morning, and I waited as long as I could incase you wanted to eat, but I have to go or I’ll lose more house points. Sorry again,
HP.’
“Apologetic little pixy isn’t he?” Octavia reclined back in his pillows and stretched with a wide tired yawn. Snape ignored his tutor and instead threw his legs out of bed and got gingerly to his feet. Voldemort had been in a surprisingly good mood, the recent ministry laws providing a source of much entertainment for dark wizard.
“Afraid I’ll remove enough house points to put Gryfindor out of the cup this year more like.” Snape grumbled as he shuffled over to his closet and pulled on a long, silk robe to cover his nakedness. Octavia was still stretching languidly on the bed his perfectly sculptured body putting Snape’s scared, withered and bruised one to shame. “What did you do to him last night?” Snape collected his wand from within the pile of robes scattered at the end of the bed and began tiding his room, while he let a bath run for himself in the bathroom.
“Tested his fixation on you.” Octavia watched Snape circle the room, the potion professor clearly in pain but stubbornly ignoring it. “You’ve got him hooked. He’s practically pining for you, or at least his instincts are. I don’t think he’s actually felt it yet, but it’s there even if he doesn’t recognize it. I suggest you push forward a little more, challenge him, see what he does.”
“Challenge Potter?” Snape had disappeared into the bathroom and Octavia was left to follow the professor into the cool, marble room. “Forget it, if that boy wants something he can come and ask for it. And I doubt he’s going to be asking for what I want anytime soon.” Octavia rolled his eyes as he sat down on the edge of sunken marble bath and reached into the warm water to help Snape wash his back.
“You might be surprised Sev, the boy kisses like he wants it.” There was a stagnate pause and Octavia braced himself for what he knew was coming.
“YOU DID WHAT!” Snape spun around in the bath, splashing water all over the floor and Octavia as he glared at the elder Vampire, half in shock and the other in anger. Octavia shook his head and slid into the bathtub beside Snape who was practically seething in rage, his eyes a sky blue colour.
“Control yourself Severus, you know I’m no threat so back down before I take you down.” Octavia’s voice had dropped to a low growl, his gaze firmly meeting Snape’s in a show of dominance. Snape immediately dropped his gaze and backed off from his threatening stance. Octavia could best him in any fight, and Snape knew he was in no condition after last night to even attempt a challenge of the elder, much more experienced Vampire. “Good, now listen to me carefully.” Grabbing one of the herbal soaps from Snape’s collection above the bath Octavia began washing Snape’s hair, the younger Vampire submissively allowing the gesture of friendship. “The boy’s primed, you need to show some more interest in him if he’s ever going to come to you. I think you need to ensure you get some more alone time with him, get him used to your scent, your presence. Perhaps a remedial class.”
“The boy needs help in all of his classes just name one.” Snape grumbled as he rinsed his hair and stood up from the bath to dry himself. Octavia took the time to wash himself as Snape dried and dressed himself in his usual immaculate attire.
“Dark Arts, that’s something he’s interested in and something you’re surprisingly good at.” Octavia joined Snape back in the bedroom when he was dressed before both Vampires’ headed for the lounge room and the waiting breakfast trays the house elves had brought in.
“Here at Hogwart’s the syllabus contains only ‘Defense’ against the Dark Arts, not the practice of it.” Octavia shrugged his shoulders carelessly as he stole toast and jam from the tray and began collecting his cloak and things from the night before.
“All minor details Severus compared to the greater goal. The main thing is sharing an interest with the boy, it makes you seem more…” Octavia paused as he glanced over his shoulder, searching for the right word to describe Snape’s situation. “Approachable.” Octavia settled on his comment and threw a handful of floo powder into the fire.
“Are you suggesting I don’t have an approachable personality?” Snape barked his face schooled in its usual dark glare. Octavia arched an eyebrow at his student before shaking his head.
“Just see to it you get some quality time with him, Voldemort is not going to be as lenient with you next time around Snape, and I believe there’s a Malfoy at your very door now.” With a smile Octavia was gone not a second before a knock resonated around the lounge room and Snape’s wards shivered. Snape rolled his eyes at his mentor’s keen senses before flicking his wand at the door and allowing his visitor inside.
“Lucius.” The elder Malfoy was the last person Snape wanted to see today, no least after a meeting the night before.
“Severus.” Lucius strode into the lounge room and confidently sat himself down on the armchair opposite Snape, where the wizard was having his breakfast. “It’s come to my attention that Draco has taken a bed partner.” Snape groaned inwardly but remained passively indifferent as he spread his toast with butter.
“Really.” Snape paused as he bit into his toast and munched on it quietly. “Your 16 year old son has a girlfriend, should this surprise me?” Snape wasn’t going for sarcastic but he was neither in the mood nor had the patience to be playing games with the blonde wizard so early in the morning.
“Who is she?” Malfoy growled his gaze narrowed and challenging. Snape ignored him however and shrugged his shoulders carelessly.
“No idea.” Pausing Snape took a sip of his tea, watching carefully over the rim as Malfoy silently seethed. “Contrary to your beliefs Lucius, your son does not inform me of every sexual conquest, nor would I wish him to. He’s a healthy 16 year old and where he sticks his cock is of no concern to me.” Patting his lips free of crumbs with his napkin Snape stood up and banished the breakfast tray. Malfoy stood up as well looking more than just annoyed that he hadn’t received the reception he’d expected.
“This doesn’t change anything Snape. I know the Ministers been here, I’ve seen the list they’re already writing up for you, and I assure you none of those on it would be suitable for the dark lord. He was lenient on you last night but he’ll lose his patience with you soon enough. If you don’t take the offer of my son, you won’t have anywhere to hide. The ministry will know about you and so will ‘he’.” Lucius’ voice had dropped to a growl and Snape was now standing off against the blonde.
“If you’re trying to blackmail me Lucius, you shan’t succeed. I know far too much about you for you to risk challenging me. If you reveal my heritage to anyone, it will be you who will have no where to hide.” Lucius sneered angrily but had no reply. With a growl Lucius spun around and strode from the lounge room letting the door slam behind him. Snape sighed heavily and shook his head. Lucius was on the warpath and Draco had better watch himself. Determined to warn the younger Malfoy, Snape gathered his things and with one last glance around his chambers strode off to find the Slytherin.
TBC>>>>>>
Snape’s eyes snapped open as the sound of paper being slid across the floor drew him from his pleasant snoozing. Sitting up Snape glanced over the side of his bed to see the lily-white envelope in the middle of the floor.
“Accio letter.” Snape flicked his hand in the general direction of the envelope as he muttered the charm beneath his breath. The paper flew from the floor into his hand and he collapsed back onto his soft pillow with a sigh.
“If it’s from that infernal old man you call an employer, tell him to fuck off.” Snape slid his finger beneath the seal of the envelope as he glanced across at Octavia who was sprawled across most of the bed, his head buried beneath the pillow in an attempt at getting a few minutes more sleep. Rolling his eyes Snape pulled the letter free of it’s envelope and instantly recognized the familiar childish scrawl he’d had the unfortunate displeasure of having to mark for the past six and half years.
“Potter.” Snape muttered beneath his breath causing Octavia to remove his head from the pillows and look up in mild surprise.
“I forget he was out there. Poor boy’s probably been treated to your moans all night. That’s enough to give anyone nightmares.” Octavia chuckled as he leant over Snape’s shoulder to glance at the letter as well.
“Your humor isn’t appreciated this morning.” Snape snapped irritably as he began to read the letter out loud.
‘Snape,
Sorry about intruding on your privacy last night, I didn’t expect the door to just open like that and I didn’t realize you’d been summoned. Please don’t take any house points; I’ll take a detention instead if you’re mad at me. I hope Riddle didn’t take too much out of you. I heard you moaning so I hope you’re not in too much pain. I have classes this morning, and I waited as long as I could incase you wanted to eat, but I have to go or I’ll lose more house points. Sorry again,
HP.’
“Apologetic little pixy isn’t he?” Octavia reclined back in his pillows and stretched with a wide tired yawn. Snape ignored his tutor and instead threw his legs out of bed and got gingerly to his feet. Voldemort had been in a surprisingly good mood, the recent ministry laws providing a source of much entertainment for dark wizard.
“Afraid I’ll remove enough house points to put Gryfindor out of the cup this year more like.” Snape grumbled as he shuffled over to his closet and pulled on a long, silk robe to cover his nakedness. Octavia was still stretching languidly on the bed his perfectly sculptured body putting Snape’s scared, withered and bruised one to shame. “What did you do to him last night?” Snape collected his wand from within the pile of robes scattered at the end of the bed and began tiding his room, while he let a bath run for himself in the bathroom.
“Tested his fixation on you.” Octavia watched Snape circle the room, the potion professor clearly in pain but stubbornly ignoring it. “You’ve got him hooked. He’s practically pining for you, or at least his instincts are. I don’t think he’s actually felt it yet, but it’s there even if he doesn’t recognize it. I suggest you push forward a little more, challenge him, see what he does.”
“Challenge Potter?” Snape had disappeared into the bathroom and Octavia was left to follow the professor into the cool, marble room. “Forget it, if that boy wants something he can come and ask for it. And I doubt he’s going to be asking for what I want anytime soon.” Octavia rolled his eyes as he sat down on the edge of sunken marble bath and reached into the warm water to help Snape wash his back.
“You might be surprised Sev, the boy kisses like he wants it.” There was a stagnate pause and Octavia braced himself for what he knew was coming.
“YOU DID WHAT!” Snape spun around in the bath, splashing water all over the floor and Octavia as he glared at the elder Vampire, half in shock and the other in anger. Octavia shook his head and slid into the bathtub beside Snape who was practically seething in rage, his eyes a sky blue colour.
“Control yourself Severus, you know I’m no threat so back down before I take you down.” Octavia’s voice had dropped to a low growl, his gaze firmly meeting Snape’s in a show of dominance. Snape immediately dropped his gaze and backed off from his threatening stance. Octavia could best him in any fight, and Snape knew he was in no condition after last night to even attempt a challenge of the elder, much more experienced Vampire. “Good, now listen to me carefully.” Grabbing one of the herbal soaps from Snape’s collection above the bath Octavia began washing Snape’s hair, the younger Vampire submissively allowing the gesture of friendship. “The boy’s primed, you need to show some more interest in him if he’s ever going to come to you. I think you need to ensure you get some more alone time with him, get him used to your scent, your presence. Perhaps a remedial class.”
“The boy needs help in all of his classes just name one.” Snape grumbled as he rinsed his hair and stood up from the bath to dry himself. Octavia took the time to wash himself as Snape dried and dressed himself in his usual immaculate attire.
“Dark Arts, that’s something he’s interested in and something you’re surprisingly good at.” Octavia joined Snape back in the bedroom when he was dressed before both Vampires’ headed for the lounge room and the waiting breakfast trays the house elves had brought in.
“Here at Hogwart’s the syllabus contains only ‘Defense’ against the Dark Arts, not the practice of it.” Octavia shrugged his shoulders carelessly as he stole toast and jam from the tray and began collecting his cloak and things from the night before.
“All minor details Severus compared to the greater goal. The main thing is sharing an interest with the boy, it makes you seem more…” Octavia paused as he glanced over his shoulder, searching for the right word to describe Snape’s situation. “Approachable.” Octavia settled on his comment and threw a handful of floo powder into the fire.
“Are you suggesting I don’t have an approachable personality?” Snape barked his face schooled in its usual dark glare. Octavia arched an eyebrow at his student before shaking his head.
“Just see to it you get some quality time with him, Voldemort is not going to be as lenient with you next time around Snape, and I believe there’s a Malfoy at your very door now.” With a smile Octavia was gone not a second before a knock resonated around the lounge room and Snape’s wards shivered. Snape rolled his eyes at his mentor’s keen senses before flicking his wand at the door and allowing his visitor inside.
“Lucius.” The elder Malfoy was the last person Snape wanted to see today, no least after a meeting the night before.
“Severus.” Lucius strode into the lounge room and confidently sat himself down on the armchair opposite Snape, where the wizard was having his breakfast. “It’s come to my attention that Draco has taken a bed partner.” Snape groaned inwardly but remained passively indifferent as he spread his toast with butter.
“Really.” Snape paused as he bit into his toast and munched on it quietly. “Your 16 year old son has a girlfriend, should this surprise me?” Snape wasn’t going for sarcastic but he was neither in the mood nor had the patience to be playing games with the blonde wizard so early in the morning.
“Who is she?” Malfoy growled his gaze narrowed and challenging. Snape ignored him however and shrugged his shoulders carelessly.
“No idea.” Pausing Snape took a sip of his tea, watching carefully over the rim as Malfoy silently seethed. “Contrary to your beliefs Lucius, your son does not inform me of every sexual conquest, nor would I wish him to. He’s a healthy 16 year old and where he sticks his cock is of no concern to me.” Patting his lips free of crumbs with his napkin Snape stood up and banished the breakfast tray. Malfoy stood up as well looking more than just annoyed that he hadn’t received the reception he’d expected.
“This doesn’t change anything Snape. I know the Ministers been here, I’ve seen the list they’re already writing up for you, and I assure you none of those on it would be suitable for the dark lord. He was lenient on you last night but he’ll lose his patience with you soon enough. If you don’t take the offer of my son, you won’t have anywhere to hide. The ministry will know about you and so will ‘he’.” Lucius’ voice had dropped to a growl and Snape was now standing off against the blonde.
“If you’re trying to blackmail me Lucius, you shan’t succeed. I know far too much about you for you to risk challenging me. If you reveal my heritage to anyone, it will be you who will have no where to hide.” Lucius sneered angrily but had no reply. With a growl Lucius spun around and strode from the lounge room letting the door slam behind him. Snape sighed heavily and shook his head. Lucius was on the warpath and Draco had better watch himself. Determined to warn the younger Malfoy, Snape gathered his things and with one last glance around his chambers strode off to find the Slytherin.
TBC>>>>>>