A Twisted Web We Weave
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
45
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27,621
Reviews:
119
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1
Currently Reading:
0
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Run Potter Run
CHAPTER 35
“Run Potter, I don’t wish to apperate back knowing I paid for return tickets!” Snape called over his shoulder as the pair of them scrambled through the packed muggle train station and onto platform 9 ¾ where the Hogwart’s Express was preparing to leave.
“Okay I’m coming.” Harry called as he tossed his bags up onto the carriage before accepting Snape’s hand up as the final whistle blew and the train began pulling away from the platform. Breathlessly Harry leaned against the hall wall as he watched Snape wander down the corridor looking for an empty compartment. When the elder wizard had found one he returned for Harry and the bags. They’d been late getting up, Snape over sleeping the alarm by a good half an hour. Consequently the pair had resorted to running down the high street towards the train station in order to get there on time. In the rush and confusion of the morning, there had been no time for awkward pauses or silences due to last evening’s theatrical confessions. It was only now as Harry collapsed in an exhausted heap opposite Snape in the silent compartment that he felt the true weight of what had happened last night come crashing down on him. Awkwardly Harry turned towards the window and pretended to look through his bag for his book. Snape saw through the transparent attempt at diffusing the tension and merely reached forward to place a hand over Harry’s to stop him ferreting. Harry looked up cautiously into Snape’s obsidian gaze so lost in the brown pools that he hardly registered that the elder wizard had breached the gap between them and had his lips pressed soundly against Harry’s. When reality hit Harry couldn’t help but gasp his lips automatically parting in shock allowing Snape’s tongue to slide inside. Harry’s eyes were wide like saucers as he stared at the window unsure of what he was supposed to be doing as Snape’s tongue thoroughly explored his mouth while his own lay limp in his mouth. After a moment Snape pulled away an eyebrow raised in amusement as Harry quickly flicked his gaze back to Snape from the window.
“You know you can close your eyes Potter, it’s quite off putting to know that your partners staring at you while you tongue fuck their mouth.”
“Sorry.” Harry blushed instantly and looked back at the window and countryside flashing by. Snape rolled his eyes and reached up to grab Harry’s face between his hands softly, forcing the boy to look at him.
“And it’d be nice to have a little reciprocation, practice is the best way to learn and I prefer not kissing a fish.”
“Right.” Harry breathed out quickly wondering what this meant in the grand scheme of what had happened. Snape seemed to pick up on the thought unconsciously practicing occlumency without even realizing.
“This isn’t anything concrete Potter, it just means I’m toying with the idea.” Harry nodded understandingly he himself still reeling over what he’d just started. After all, it was Snape, the greasy git of a potion master; it could all end in tears eventually most likely for Harry. “Now close your eyes and lets try it again.” Snape smiled at Harry who nodded and obediently did as he was told. This time Harry was ready for it. Perhaps one thing good to come out of being with Julius was that he was an excellent kisser and Harry picked it up relatively quickly. This kiss was different, where the other kisses they’d shared had lacked this one made up for in kind. Harry felt his very toes tingle as Snape’s tongue entwined with his own in the moist cavern they created between them. Irritated by the gap between them, Snape sat back on his bench pulling Harry along with him not breaking their passionate kiss. Harry sat down heavily on Snape’s knees his arms coming up around Snape’s neck as the kiss continued. Harry had always wanted to make out on the Hogwart’s Express but never would he ever imagined it would be with Severus Snape. That thought made him chuckle and he pulled away sharply from Snape to laugh. Snape licked his lips and stared at Harry strangely.
“What’s so funny?” Harry sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
“Just a thought I had, this really is pretty messed up.” Harry added quickly still stuck on how weird everything was, how it didn’t seem real.
“Hmmm, yeah it is kind of kinky. Now get off me and go read a book or something before you cream your jeans and I have to explain to the headmaster why you can’t walk properly when you get off the train.” Horrified Harry glanced down only now realizing that his cock had indeed risen to the occasion and was tenting the tight fabric of his jeans. Blushing horribly Harry quickly got off Snape’s lap and retreated to the safety of his bench a jumper thrown hastily over his lap to hide his indiscretion. Snape smiled to himself in amusement before reaching into his bag for his diary. He had lesson plans to organize and he couldn’t do that if he was thinking too much about Potter sitting opposite him. The silence between them lasted an entire hour before Snape slapped down his work and glared at Harry sitting nonchalantly across from him, fiddling with the buckle on his bag. “What?” Snape snapped sharply wondering why the boy was staring at him, while trying not to make it obvious.
“Nothing.” Harry muttered. Snape wasn’t in the mood for playing mind games and having taken out his wand, aimed it squarely at Harry’s temple and shouted ‘Legitimis!” Harry was unprepared for the attack and writhing in the chair hopelessly trying to block out Snape who was doing a fine job of sorting through his thoughts unheeded. “Finite.” Snape flicked his wand again when he had the information he needed. “Well that was unexpected…” Before Snape could speak Harry had recovered and having reached across the cabin slapped Snape hard across the face with a stinging crack of his open palm. Harry didn’t realize what he was doing until he’d done it and almost immediately he regretted it as he watched Snape touch his bruised cheek before glancing up at Harry his eyes narrowing and darkening dangerously at the boy.
“Sorry.” Harry hurried out apologetically as he pushed himself as far away from Snape as possible.
“Don’t start something you don’t have the balls to continue Potter.” Snape warned darkly as he rubbed his cheeky before sighing and sitting back up straight against the bench. “Now as I was saying, that was unexpected and you’ll be pleased to know those questions you have are easily answered.” Harry looked surprised at Snape still wary of the man’s precarious temper. “To answer the first, I am not or never will be a romantic. I will neither recite poetry nor will I bring you roses on our anniversaries. The mere time we spend in each others company should be enough without soppy, meaningless displays of passion.” Harry could help but swallow in disappointment; his eyes falling away from Snape’s gaze to stare at where he was twisting his hands in his lap. Harry hadn’t meant to imagine Snape giving him roses and reciting Shakespeare to him but it had been a novelty that amused him to think of for a moment. “Secondly,” Snape continued cutting Harry’s thoughts yet again. “My past sexual exploitations are none of your business Mr. Potter, and I will not be explicit and I warn you not to pry less I remove your tongue.” Again Harry cringed, not really knowing why he’d wondered what partners Snape had had in the past, the idea was kind of sickening really. “And finally. I have no power over you to keep this odd arrangement a secret but may I remind you that until you turn 18 any relationship is illegal in the eyes of the Ministry not to mention the fact we are professor and pupil still. I will leave you to make the decision you best feel fits the situation.” Harry nodded in understanding. “Now settle yourself and complete your homework, just because you’ve been away for a weekend does not excuse you from completing your assigned tasks.” Snape turned back to his papers leaving Harry to groan and begin pulling his homework from his bag. It was a long train journey back to Hogwart’s but Harry had a feeling this particular train ride was going to seem a hell of a longer than usual.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
“Run Potter, I don’t wish to apperate back knowing I paid for return tickets!” Snape called over his shoulder as the pair of them scrambled through the packed muggle train station and onto platform 9 ¾ where the Hogwart’s Express was preparing to leave.
“Okay I’m coming.” Harry called as he tossed his bags up onto the carriage before accepting Snape’s hand up as the final whistle blew and the train began pulling away from the platform. Breathlessly Harry leaned against the hall wall as he watched Snape wander down the corridor looking for an empty compartment. When the elder wizard had found one he returned for Harry and the bags. They’d been late getting up, Snape over sleeping the alarm by a good half an hour. Consequently the pair had resorted to running down the high street towards the train station in order to get there on time. In the rush and confusion of the morning, there had been no time for awkward pauses or silences due to last evening’s theatrical confessions. It was only now as Harry collapsed in an exhausted heap opposite Snape in the silent compartment that he felt the true weight of what had happened last night come crashing down on him. Awkwardly Harry turned towards the window and pretended to look through his bag for his book. Snape saw through the transparent attempt at diffusing the tension and merely reached forward to place a hand over Harry’s to stop him ferreting. Harry looked up cautiously into Snape’s obsidian gaze so lost in the brown pools that he hardly registered that the elder wizard had breached the gap between them and had his lips pressed soundly against Harry’s. When reality hit Harry couldn’t help but gasp his lips automatically parting in shock allowing Snape’s tongue to slide inside. Harry’s eyes were wide like saucers as he stared at the window unsure of what he was supposed to be doing as Snape’s tongue thoroughly explored his mouth while his own lay limp in his mouth. After a moment Snape pulled away an eyebrow raised in amusement as Harry quickly flicked his gaze back to Snape from the window.
“You know you can close your eyes Potter, it’s quite off putting to know that your partners staring at you while you tongue fuck their mouth.”
“Sorry.” Harry blushed instantly and looked back at the window and countryside flashing by. Snape rolled his eyes and reached up to grab Harry’s face between his hands softly, forcing the boy to look at him.
“And it’d be nice to have a little reciprocation, practice is the best way to learn and I prefer not kissing a fish.”
“Right.” Harry breathed out quickly wondering what this meant in the grand scheme of what had happened. Snape seemed to pick up on the thought unconsciously practicing occlumency without even realizing.
“This isn’t anything concrete Potter, it just means I’m toying with the idea.” Harry nodded understandingly he himself still reeling over what he’d just started. After all, it was Snape, the greasy git of a potion master; it could all end in tears eventually most likely for Harry. “Now close your eyes and lets try it again.” Snape smiled at Harry who nodded and obediently did as he was told. This time Harry was ready for it. Perhaps one thing good to come out of being with Julius was that he was an excellent kisser and Harry picked it up relatively quickly. This kiss was different, where the other kisses they’d shared had lacked this one made up for in kind. Harry felt his very toes tingle as Snape’s tongue entwined with his own in the moist cavern they created between them. Irritated by the gap between them, Snape sat back on his bench pulling Harry along with him not breaking their passionate kiss. Harry sat down heavily on Snape’s knees his arms coming up around Snape’s neck as the kiss continued. Harry had always wanted to make out on the Hogwart’s Express but never would he ever imagined it would be with Severus Snape. That thought made him chuckle and he pulled away sharply from Snape to laugh. Snape licked his lips and stared at Harry strangely.
“What’s so funny?” Harry sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
“Just a thought I had, this really is pretty messed up.” Harry added quickly still stuck on how weird everything was, how it didn’t seem real.
“Hmmm, yeah it is kind of kinky. Now get off me and go read a book or something before you cream your jeans and I have to explain to the headmaster why you can’t walk properly when you get off the train.” Horrified Harry glanced down only now realizing that his cock had indeed risen to the occasion and was tenting the tight fabric of his jeans. Blushing horribly Harry quickly got off Snape’s lap and retreated to the safety of his bench a jumper thrown hastily over his lap to hide his indiscretion. Snape smiled to himself in amusement before reaching into his bag for his diary. He had lesson plans to organize and he couldn’t do that if he was thinking too much about Potter sitting opposite him. The silence between them lasted an entire hour before Snape slapped down his work and glared at Harry sitting nonchalantly across from him, fiddling with the buckle on his bag. “What?” Snape snapped sharply wondering why the boy was staring at him, while trying not to make it obvious.
“Nothing.” Harry muttered. Snape wasn’t in the mood for playing mind games and having taken out his wand, aimed it squarely at Harry’s temple and shouted ‘Legitimis!” Harry was unprepared for the attack and writhing in the chair hopelessly trying to block out Snape who was doing a fine job of sorting through his thoughts unheeded. “Finite.” Snape flicked his wand again when he had the information he needed. “Well that was unexpected…” Before Snape could speak Harry had recovered and having reached across the cabin slapped Snape hard across the face with a stinging crack of his open palm. Harry didn’t realize what he was doing until he’d done it and almost immediately he regretted it as he watched Snape touch his bruised cheek before glancing up at Harry his eyes narrowing and darkening dangerously at the boy.
“Sorry.” Harry hurried out apologetically as he pushed himself as far away from Snape as possible.
“Don’t start something you don’t have the balls to continue Potter.” Snape warned darkly as he rubbed his cheeky before sighing and sitting back up straight against the bench. “Now as I was saying, that was unexpected and you’ll be pleased to know those questions you have are easily answered.” Harry looked surprised at Snape still wary of the man’s precarious temper. “To answer the first, I am not or never will be a romantic. I will neither recite poetry nor will I bring you roses on our anniversaries. The mere time we spend in each others company should be enough without soppy, meaningless displays of passion.” Harry could help but swallow in disappointment; his eyes falling away from Snape’s gaze to stare at where he was twisting his hands in his lap. Harry hadn’t meant to imagine Snape giving him roses and reciting Shakespeare to him but it had been a novelty that amused him to think of for a moment. “Secondly,” Snape continued cutting Harry’s thoughts yet again. “My past sexual exploitations are none of your business Mr. Potter, and I will not be explicit and I warn you not to pry less I remove your tongue.” Again Harry cringed, not really knowing why he’d wondered what partners Snape had had in the past, the idea was kind of sickening really. “And finally. I have no power over you to keep this odd arrangement a secret but may I remind you that until you turn 18 any relationship is illegal in the eyes of the Ministry not to mention the fact we are professor and pupil still. I will leave you to make the decision you best feel fits the situation.” Harry nodded in understanding. “Now settle yourself and complete your homework, just because you’ve been away for a weekend does not excuse you from completing your assigned tasks.” Snape turned back to his papers leaving Harry to groan and begin pulling his homework from his bag. It was a long train journey back to Hogwart’s but Harry had a feeling this particular train ride was going to seem a hell of a longer than usual.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>