Against His Nature
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
52
Views:
85,408
Reviews:
600
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
4
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Last Minute Regrets
CHAPTER 35
“And he actually came?” Hermione whispered in shock as she quickly continued to scribble down what Professor McGonagall had written on the board. Harry nodded, hardly believing that only two days ago the roles of the conversation had been reversed between Hermione and himself. Instead of talking to Harry about Draco, Hermione was now the recipient of a detailed retelling of Snape’s feeding from Harry.
“Yeah, creamed his pants.” Harry whispered beneath his breath cautious so as not to draw attention to him and Hermione from the professor who was sitting at her desk marking homework.
“Wow, good work Potter.” Hermione beamed proudly across at her friend before ducking her head back down quickly as McGonagall glanced up to see who’d been whispering. Luckily she hadn’t picked Harry or Hermione but the two didn’t say anything more until the clock tower struck for lunch and the classroom began to clear. “Now you’ve done that the next step is just around the corner.”
“What’s that?” Harry inquired as he joined Hermione outside in the corridor, and the rush of students to get back to their common rooms before lunch began in the great hall.
“A real hand job of course, actually touching it.” Hermione whispered as they negotiated their way up the moving staircases and into the packed Gryfindor common room.
“I don’t think I’m going to get time for that Hermione, the full moon’s in a weeks time, and with the Ministry and Lucius lurking about we have to be careful.” Hermione rolled her eyes but nodded in agreement nonetheless. Things were delicate with Lucius about the place; one false slip and Lucius could blow Snape’s cover before the Vampire had time to take even a sip of his potion.
“Listen don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. I’ll meet you back down here in ten minutes.” Harry nodded in agreement no entirely sure he believed what Hermione had said. With a wave they parted to go to their separate dorms, and Harry was left with the niggling feeling he should tell Hermione about the whole ‘excited’ bit Snape had explained to him.
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“Severus, you look worried and tired.” Snape closed his eyes tighter as he felt the fire swell before a familiar figure stepped out onto his lounge room floor.
“Octavia I thought I told you it wasn’t safe to come visiting.” Snape muttered, listening as the elder vampire huffed in contempt before slouching down in the chair opposite where Snape was sitting.
“I needed to see you before the full moon, I needed to see for myself that you had everything under control.” Snape opened his eyes; his glamour’s dropped so that his eyes matched that of his mentor’s.
“I can’t do this Octavia, the place is crawling with Ministry officials and bloody Lucius Fucking Malfoy won’t leave me alone. Draco’s going stir crazy being cooped up with me all the time.” Snape sighed and held his head in his hands, clearly exhausted after a full week of keeping up appearances for Lucius and watching over his shoulder for the Ministry.
“You need to relax Severus, while ever you don’t give the Ministry cause to investigate your actions they’ll ignore you. As for Lucius…” Octavia paused and Snape watched as the elder Vampire’s lips curled up in distaste. “…I could remedy the situation.” Snape rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Take out one of Riddle’s trusted intern’s? Do you want me to survive this war or not?” Snape snapped sarcastically at Octavia who shrugged his shoulders but nodded in agreement that the idea was stupid.
“Alright dumb idea.” Octavia muttered as he paused for a moment of thought before continuing. “What you need is some cover, someone to keep Lucius busy during the times when you and the whelp need to be together.” Octavia pondered on that thought for a few moments more before continuing with the rest of his idea. “So long as you don’t mind me being privy to maybe some of your more intimate moments I could be look-out for you. Get Albus to say I’m a teacher in training and I’ve come for a week to observe your work, that’ll explain my appearance to the Ministry and to Lucius. I could also keep Draco busy so that Lucius doesn’t suspect a thing.” Snape nodded, as he processed the idea slowly.
“I don’t know how Potter’s going to react yet, I can’t tell how often he’ll need me.” Octavia shrugged at Snape’s comment.
“Minor problem Snape, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. When’s he due?” Octavia folded his arms across his chest and began absently twitching his leg, his face a picture of concentration as he hatched his plan.
“Full Moon’s Friday.” Snape muttered having already begun to have doubts about what he was doing. This was HARRY bloody POTTER he was attempting to seduce not some orphan farm boy from the west. Lucius Malfoy and the Ministry were the least of Snape’s worries if the dark lord found out what he’d done and what he was. Sensing Snape’s rising panic Octavia stood up and crossed the room to kneel before his charge, his hands clasping the stained potion fingers of the younger Vampire.
“Forget them all Snape, we’ll still be here long after they’ve all gone. For once in your life Severus Snape take the risk and do something for yourself. Something purely selfish, something you want, something you need.” Snape stared into his mentor’s eyes and nodded blindly. “You lost his mother Severus, don’t lose him.”
TBC>>>>>>
“And he actually came?” Hermione whispered in shock as she quickly continued to scribble down what Professor McGonagall had written on the board. Harry nodded, hardly believing that only two days ago the roles of the conversation had been reversed between Hermione and himself. Instead of talking to Harry about Draco, Hermione was now the recipient of a detailed retelling of Snape’s feeding from Harry.
“Yeah, creamed his pants.” Harry whispered beneath his breath cautious so as not to draw attention to him and Hermione from the professor who was sitting at her desk marking homework.
“Wow, good work Potter.” Hermione beamed proudly across at her friend before ducking her head back down quickly as McGonagall glanced up to see who’d been whispering. Luckily she hadn’t picked Harry or Hermione but the two didn’t say anything more until the clock tower struck for lunch and the classroom began to clear. “Now you’ve done that the next step is just around the corner.”
“What’s that?” Harry inquired as he joined Hermione outside in the corridor, and the rush of students to get back to their common rooms before lunch began in the great hall.
“A real hand job of course, actually touching it.” Hermione whispered as they negotiated their way up the moving staircases and into the packed Gryfindor common room.
“I don’t think I’m going to get time for that Hermione, the full moon’s in a weeks time, and with the Ministry and Lucius lurking about we have to be careful.” Hermione rolled her eyes but nodded in agreement nonetheless. Things were delicate with Lucius about the place; one false slip and Lucius could blow Snape’s cover before the Vampire had time to take even a sip of his potion.
“Listen don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. I’ll meet you back down here in ten minutes.” Harry nodded in agreement no entirely sure he believed what Hermione had said. With a wave they parted to go to their separate dorms, and Harry was left with the niggling feeling he should tell Hermione about the whole ‘excited’ bit Snape had explained to him.
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“Severus, you look worried and tired.” Snape closed his eyes tighter as he felt the fire swell before a familiar figure stepped out onto his lounge room floor.
“Octavia I thought I told you it wasn’t safe to come visiting.” Snape muttered, listening as the elder vampire huffed in contempt before slouching down in the chair opposite where Snape was sitting.
“I needed to see you before the full moon, I needed to see for myself that you had everything under control.” Snape opened his eyes; his glamour’s dropped so that his eyes matched that of his mentor’s.
“I can’t do this Octavia, the place is crawling with Ministry officials and bloody Lucius Fucking Malfoy won’t leave me alone. Draco’s going stir crazy being cooped up with me all the time.” Snape sighed and held his head in his hands, clearly exhausted after a full week of keeping up appearances for Lucius and watching over his shoulder for the Ministry.
“You need to relax Severus, while ever you don’t give the Ministry cause to investigate your actions they’ll ignore you. As for Lucius…” Octavia paused and Snape watched as the elder Vampire’s lips curled up in distaste. “…I could remedy the situation.” Snape rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Take out one of Riddle’s trusted intern’s? Do you want me to survive this war or not?” Snape snapped sarcastically at Octavia who shrugged his shoulders but nodded in agreement that the idea was stupid.
“Alright dumb idea.” Octavia muttered as he paused for a moment of thought before continuing. “What you need is some cover, someone to keep Lucius busy during the times when you and the whelp need to be together.” Octavia pondered on that thought for a few moments more before continuing with the rest of his idea. “So long as you don’t mind me being privy to maybe some of your more intimate moments I could be look-out for you. Get Albus to say I’m a teacher in training and I’ve come for a week to observe your work, that’ll explain my appearance to the Ministry and to Lucius. I could also keep Draco busy so that Lucius doesn’t suspect a thing.” Snape nodded, as he processed the idea slowly.
“I don’t know how Potter’s going to react yet, I can’t tell how often he’ll need me.” Octavia shrugged at Snape’s comment.
“Minor problem Snape, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. When’s he due?” Octavia folded his arms across his chest and began absently twitching his leg, his face a picture of concentration as he hatched his plan.
“Full Moon’s Friday.” Snape muttered having already begun to have doubts about what he was doing. This was HARRY bloody POTTER he was attempting to seduce not some orphan farm boy from the west. Lucius Malfoy and the Ministry were the least of Snape’s worries if the dark lord found out what he’d done and what he was. Sensing Snape’s rising panic Octavia stood up and crossed the room to kneel before his charge, his hands clasping the stained potion fingers of the younger Vampire.
“Forget them all Snape, we’ll still be here long after they’ve all gone. For once in your life Severus Snape take the risk and do something for yourself. Something purely selfish, something you want, something you need.” Snape stared into his mentor’s eyes and nodded blindly. “You lost his mother Severus, don’t lose him.”
TBC>>>>>>