I Just Love To Hex You
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
14,684
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20
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1
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 3
Title: I Just Love to Hex You
Author: Many wonderful writers, each chapter is someone new
Rated: R for upcoming situations
Summary: Harry is in 7th year and Severus is now the DADA professor. Severus must teach Harry how to recognize and defend against Lust/Love Spells.
Pairing: SS/HP
Spoilers: None that I know of
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money made. These characters belong to JK Rowling
Feedback: Always welcome.
I Just Love To Hex You
Chapter 3
by sev1970
It had been three days since Harry had last seen Snape; having to be around the greasy git DADA Professor once every few days was more than enough for anyone, but today Harry had a double dose of the man. His first meeting with the slimy git in DADA had been a bust; Harry had gotten in trouble because he was not paying attention; he had been listening in on a quite animated conversation between Malfoy and Goyle, in which his name had been mentioned. Snape had not been amused and had given him detention, which he was headed for now. Harry opened the door and huffily walked into the room; it was dark except for a sconce near the front of the classroom, sending shadows across the front of the room, giving it a haunted look; this was odd, Harry thought.
Unfortunately, the Gryffindor had attended many detentions with Snape, and all of the sconces were usually lit, giving the classroom an eerie yet lived in feeling, now it was just eerie. “Professor?” No answer. “Professor Snape?” Still no answer.
Suddenly Harry heard a loud noise coming from the office/workroom area and began to worry, but before he could do anything, the forbidding figure of his professor came sweeping out into the classroom, looking haggard and upset but wearing his trademark sneer. Harry again noticed the gold chain just as he had during their first lesson, but this time it was askew, and was hanging in his collar, as if the wizard had been holding it.
“Potter, are you ready?”
Being pulled from his thoughts about what exactly his teacher could be doing with a time turner, Harry answered somewhat sarcastically, “Yes Sir.”
“I take it you actually did your homework I assigned you, and not Miss Granger?”
Harry glared at the man but answered in a neutral voice, “I did.”
“So then you know what to do when I yell this, \"Amens Aestuo Amorous.\"
Harry immediately put up his shield that had been described in his research; there were actually several different defense mechanisms used to block these passion or love spells, but Harry had recently been working on shields, therefore this one appealed to him more than the others.
Harry stuck out his wand at the exact moment his professor had, and yelled “Repello Impetus” (repel sudden passion). Harry smirked, thinking he had successfully blocked this spell, but he was sadly mistaken, immediately his eyes glazed over and he looked wantonly at his DADA Professor.
Harry felt himself beginning to talk; he wasn’t exactly in charge but he could stop it if he wanted, he was sure. “Oh, Professor, Merlin you look hot in those robes. But don’t you think you would feel better without them on?” Harry began walking toward the older wizard with a look of desire in his eyes. The DADA professor was stunned to the point that he could not move from his current position; he knew Harry had correctly chanted the shielding spell, yet the passion spell had bypassed it and hit Harry; why? He noticed a difference in the way Harry was approaching him that differed from the Gryffindor’s actions of a few evenings ago. Harry now had a look of want in his eyes but it was not the intense need that Severus had seen in the boy’s eyes during their last meeting. The Gryffindor seemed more methodical and more in control of what he was doing, even as he was not. In their last meeting, Harry had also been visibly repulsed by his actions toward his professor even as he could not do anything about them. This time, however, the boy was showing no revulsion whatsoever, and his actions were not as frenzied. These changes had to mean something, and probably were the reason, or possibly the result, of the blocking shield failing.
Harry reached out his arm, ran a finger down Snape’s cloak and ran his hands over the length of it before reaching up and gently caressing his professor’s face. Snape had his wand at the ready but whenever he tried saying the counter spell nothing happened. What? Oh this is not good. Harry closed what little space remained between the two and wrapped his arms around Snape’s neck. Severus tried to pull back, but Harry was a person possessed and would not be stopped. The Gryffindor began running his hands through the older wizard’s hair and leaned in to smell the rich fragrance that was Snape. Then Harry leaned in and pressed his lips to his teachers, who by this time was struggling desperately to get free, but for some odd reason, something was blocking him from resisting Harry, but he had not heard the boy say anything such a spell. Oh Albus is going to have my head for this. Harry backed his professor against the wall, pressed his aching erection against Snape’s body and was rewarded with a slight moan. I am not going to become aroused by Potter, the bane of my existence. I will not let that happen, I will not... Harry stepped back and began removing his shirt, giving Severus another opportunity to get away and to perform the counter spell.
“Extractum Cupido Ilicio” (Remove Passion Immediately). Immediately, Harry blushed and quickly put back on his shirt, which he had removed completely. “Why didn’t it work? I said it exactly how I was supposed to.”
“Potter, what potion’s have you ingested today?”
“None, Sir.”
“Don’t lie to me Potter; that shield you used should have worked flawlessly; you must have something in your system blocking it from working properly. Well, no need to do this again, if you have failed to put up the first shield you tried because of your carelessness, none of the others are going to work. It seems as though you have again wasted another hour of my time. I suggest before we meet next that you not ingest any potions, or if you have to take the dreamless sleep, you inform me beforehand, is that clear?”
Crystal! “Yes, Sir.”
Author: Many wonderful writers, each chapter is someone new
Rated: R for upcoming situations
Summary: Harry is in 7th year and Severus is now the DADA professor. Severus must teach Harry how to recognize and defend against Lust/Love Spells.
Pairing: SS/HP
Spoilers: None that I know of
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money made. These characters belong to JK Rowling
Feedback: Always welcome.
Chapter 3
by sev1970
It had been three days since Harry had last seen Snape; having to be around the greasy git DADA Professor once every few days was more than enough for anyone, but today Harry had a double dose of the man. His first meeting with the slimy git in DADA had been a bust; Harry had gotten in trouble because he was not paying attention; he had been listening in on a quite animated conversation between Malfoy and Goyle, in which his name had been mentioned. Snape had not been amused and had given him detention, which he was headed for now. Harry opened the door and huffily walked into the room; it was dark except for a sconce near the front of the classroom, sending shadows across the front of the room, giving it a haunted look; this was odd, Harry thought.
Unfortunately, the Gryffindor had attended many detentions with Snape, and all of the sconces were usually lit, giving the classroom an eerie yet lived in feeling, now it was just eerie. “Professor?” No answer. “Professor Snape?” Still no answer.
Suddenly Harry heard a loud noise coming from the office/workroom area and began to worry, but before he could do anything, the forbidding figure of his professor came sweeping out into the classroom, looking haggard and upset but wearing his trademark sneer. Harry again noticed the gold chain just as he had during their first lesson, but this time it was askew, and was hanging in his collar, as if the wizard had been holding it.
“Potter, are you ready?”
Being pulled from his thoughts about what exactly his teacher could be doing with a time turner, Harry answered somewhat sarcastically, “Yes Sir.”
“I take it you actually did your homework I assigned you, and not Miss Granger?”
Harry glared at the man but answered in a neutral voice, “I did.”
“So then you know what to do when I yell this, \"Amens Aestuo Amorous.\"
Harry immediately put up his shield that had been described in his research; there were actually several different defense mechanisms used to block these passion or love spells, but Harry had recently been working on shields, therefore this one appealed to him more than the others.
Harry stuck out his wand at the exact moment his professor had, and yelled “Repello Impetus” (repel sudden passion). Harry smirked, thinking he had successfully blocked this spell, but he was sadly mistaken, immediately his eyes glazed over and he looked wantonly at his DADA Professor.
Harry felt himself beginning to talk; he wasn’t exactly in charge but he could stop it if he wanted, he was sure. “Oh, Professor, Merlin you look hot in those robes. But don’t you think you would feel better without them on?” Harry began walking toward the older wizard with a look of desire in his eyes. The DADA professor was stunned to the point that he could not move from his current position; he knew Harry had correctly chanted the shielding spell, yet the passion spell had bypassed it and hit Harry; why? He noticed a difference in the way Harry was approaching him that differed from the Gryffindor’s actions of a few evenings ago. Harry now had a look of want in his eyes but it was not the intense need that Severus had seen in the boy’s eyes during their last meeting. The Gryffindor seemed more methodical and more in control of what he was doing, even as he was not. In their last meeting, Harry had also been visibly repulsed by his actions toward his professor even as he could not do anything about them. This time, however, the boy was showing no revulsion whatsoever, and his actions were not as frenzied. These changes had to mean something, and probably were the reason, or possibly the result, of the blocking shield failing.
Harry reached out his arm, ran a finger down Snape’s cloak and ran his hands over the length of it before reaching up and gently caressing his professor’s face. Snape had his wand at the ready but whenever he tried saying the counter spell nothing happened. What? Oh this is not good. Harry closed what little space remained between the two and wrapped his arms around Snape’s neck. Severus tried to pull back, but Harry was a person possessed and would not be stopped. The Gryffindor began running his hands through the older wizard’s hair and leaned in to smell the rich fragrance that was Snape. Then Harry leaned in and pressed his lips to his teachers, who by this time was struggling desperately to get free, but for some odd reason, something was blocking him from resisting Harry, but he had not heard the boy say anything such a spell. Oh Albus is going to have my head for this. Harry backed his professor against the wall, pressed his aching erection against Snape’s body and was rewarded with a slight moan. I am not going to become aroused by Potter, the bane of my existence. I will not let that happen, I will not... Harry stepped back and began removing his shirt, giving Severus another opportunity to get away and to perform the counter spell.
“Extractum Cupido Ilicio” (Remove Passion Immediately). Immediately, Harry blushed and quickly put back on his shirt, which he had removed completely. “Why didn’t it work? I said it exactly how I was supposed to.”
“Potter, what potion’s have you ingested today?”
“None, Sir.”
“Don’t lie to me Potter; that shield you used should have worked flawlessly; you must have something in your system blocking it from working properly. Well, no need to do this again, if you have failed to put up the first shield you tried because of your carelessness, none of the others are going to work. It seems as though you have again wasted another hour of my time. I suggest before we meet next that you not ingest any potions, or if you have to take the dreamless sleep, you inform me beforehand, is that clear?”
Crystal! “Yes, Sir.”