My Immortal

Severus stood in the door way between the infirmary and Poppy’s office staring in shock at the young man in the bed. There lay Harry Potter his love. The vial of potion fell from his nerveless fingers to shatter on the stone floor of the Infirmary. Poppy and Albus’s heads shot up to look at Severus and for the first time in his life he ran away. He didn’t stop running until he reached his dungeon chambers. He hurriedly muttered his password to the portrait and ran in as soon as it opened. He walked on unsteady feet to his arm chair in front of the hearth clutching his arms around him.

‘Harry,’ he thought, ‘that was my Harry, what will happen now. He will hate me now for giving up.’ Images of the time he had spent with Harry ran through his mind, trying to cope with seeing Harry again. He still, after five years of admitting that he loved Harry, he still didn’t know if he could tell him. He was scared that Harry wouldn’t want an old man like him to love him. ‘I never even showed him any kind of emotion except lust; I should have shown him more than just that. He deserves more than that from me.’

That was how Harry found him, sitting there in his armchair hugging his arms around his thin body. He was still in shock over what the Headmaster had told him. ‘I can’t believe that it has been five years for Severus. Five years to mourn for me. Why hasn’t he moved on yet.’ he thought. ‘He still hasn’t noticed me. I am glad that the Headmaster had thought to give me the password to Sev’s password; he still hasn’t found out that I am still here. I wonder if he still feels anything for me.’

With that thought running through his hear, he stepped forward and hesitantly put his hand on Severus’s shoulder, calling out softly, “Severus…”

Severus jumped out of the chair in a flash and a whirl of robes, wand aimed and a hex on his lips. It was a reaction to the many years of spying that has followed the war. When he saw who was standing there behind his chair the want fell from nerveless fingers to clatter to the stone floor.

“Harry…” Severus trailed off not knowing what to do next. He just stood there and stared at his beloved Harry for what seemed like forever. Nothing had changed in the five years that Harry had been missing. He still looked like his 17 year old self that had disappeared on that day so many years ago.

Harry let Severus stare, knowing that he needed to come to grips with Harry being there. From what Dumbledore had told him, Severus had just given up hope of ever finding Harry again. He still had doubts about if Severus really cared for him but he knew that in his heart that it didn’t matter if Sev loved him or not he still loves him no matter what. ‘He must hate me for disappearing for the last five years. I wish I knew where I had gone and why I still look like I’m 17 and not five years older.’ he thought. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a sob from the other man. Snapping out of his thoughts he found that Severus on his knees in front of the hearth arms gripped around himself and sobs wracking his body. When Harry moved closer he could hear him mumbling under his breath. He could just barely make out the words.

“I gave up…I’m so sorry Harry that I gave up hope… I can’t believe that you are really here… You must hate me…I gave up…”

Before anymore could be said Harry knelt beside the older man and gathered him up, whispering into his ear that it was alright that he had given up. He told Severus that he was never going to leave him again and that he was back. He said that he didn’t hate him for giving up that he had told him that if he ever died to move on.

After awhile the sobs lessened and when Harry looked down he saw that Severus was asleep. “He looks so tired and worn, my poor Sev.” As he looked down he saw what the past five years had done on his beloved. There was now a liberal amount of grey silver hair mixed in those raven locks and there were more worry lines around the corner of his eyes and mouth. He knew that they had to be worry lines because he knew that Severus wouldn’t laugh unless he was around and that was only sometimes, if ever. With a sigh he took out his wand that the headmaster had given him and murmured a spell to lift Severus and walked into the older mans bedroom picking up Sev‘s wand on the way. Thinking what to do next he genteelly laid Severus on the bed and spelled away they’re cloths and laid down next to his love, placing their wands on the night stand. With his next breath he was asleep, finally curled around his love.

Severus woke up in layers. He could feel a warm body next to him and started to bury his nose in to the unruly hair of the person next to him before he started awake fully. The memories of yesterday came flooding back to him. Opening his eyes he looked down to see his love, Harry, fast asleep curled into him. ‘Harry…’ he thought. Leaning down he captured Harry’s lips and kissed him for all that he was worth.

Harry woke as he felt someone turn him over. ‘Severus’ his sleep fogged mind whispered just before his mouth was attacked. ‘Oh god,’ he called in his mind arching into Severus. He felt hands run down his sides then back up to tease his nipples. He gasped and opened his eyes. Onyx eyes stared down at him with desire, but there was something else in those depths hidden. He could see the love shine through those black eyes.

“Oh Merlin, Sev, please…” Harry pleaded.

Looking into those emerald depths he came to a decision. With practiced ease he flipped their positions so that Harry lay on top of him and between his legs. At the questioning look he said, “Harry… I want you to take me. I need to feel you in me to know that you are…”

Harry moaned at those words as he gazed into his lover’s eyes. He leaned down and softly kissed Sev before attacking his neck hands traveling down to grip his hips. He hesitated not knowing what to do. “Sev…” he trailed off.

Severus reached for his want that had been retrieved from in front of the hearth and pointed it at his lower body. With a whispered incantation he cast the charm and felt something warm and slick inside him. Placing the wand back on the night stand he reached one hand up to cup Harry’s face, while his other hand grasped Harry’s right hand and guided it to his entrance.

“I love you. I want this; I want to show you that I love you. Please… please make love to me.” he whispered as he gazed up into his lovers gaze. He guided Harry’s face down and captured his lips while the hand that had guided Harry’s hand helped him slip a finger into his body. He moaned into his lover’s mouth as he never broke his gaze with Harry. Slowly he helped him add a second finger into his body then released the hand when his love finally caught on, moving both of his hands to grip his lovers hips.

Harry was lost in the sensation that his lover was brining on by giving himself wholly. He slowly moved his fingers in and out before scissoring them stretching his lover. Then Severus gasped as Harry brushed against a bundle of nerves that set his body afire.

“Oh god, Harry, enough. Please…” Severus groaned.

Harry carefully positioned himself at Sev’s entrance and carefully slid past the ring of muscle that was his only resistance. He waited for a moment before sliding further in. All the while he gazed down into his lovers eyes as he slowly withdrew then slid back in to the hilt.

Severus could not take his eyes off his lover as Harry began to move inside him. He arched his back to meet each thrust Harry made.

“Harry…Please more. I’m not going to break. Please I need more… faster…” Severus moaned and arched his back to take more of Harry.

With that moaned confession all control he had been trying to hold onto snapped. He slid almost all the way out before pounding back into his lover. He gasped as he felt Severus clench onto him and he heard Severus groan. He started to pound harder and faster leaning down to capture Sev’s lips, leaning down so that he could get as close to him as he could.

He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge and reached down between their moving bodies and slipped his hand around Sev’s rock hard cock. Using his lovers precome he started to pump his lovers hardness in time with his thrusts.

Severus screamed out Harry’s name as he finally came. His release sent Harry over the edge, as he thrust one more time hard and to the hilt, pumping his lover full of his essence.

Harry collapsed on top of Sev, not wanting to pull out quite yet and Severus must have had the same idea because he felt his lovers arms wrap around him. After several moments of catching his breath Harry tried to shift off Severus but couldn’t when the arms around him tightened.

“Just lay here. Sleep, my Harry. You’ll need it come tomorrow.” Severus murmured into Harry’s ear while nuzzling Harry’s neck. With a yawn Harry laid his head on Sev’s shoulder and went to sleep. Moments latter Severus joined him in sleep.

Thank you for reviewing my stories. I know that he has been awhile since I updated but this chapter was one of the hardest to get out. I already have chapter 5 almost done and should have it up by this time next week. Please Review this chapter and tell me how I’ve done. I’m still angsty on this chapter and how well it was written. Thanks again, Fae.