Meant to be

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From One Bad Dream To Another

Harry was sweating a lot and producing some very weird noises during his sleep. This carried on for quite a while during the early hours of the morning, so it was a good thing that he moved into his new quarters that night, or he might have woken up some of the other boys in the dorm with his moans and incoherent words.

Suddenly Harry woke up with a jump, and at first thought all the sweat was from a nightmare about the war (as he had had quite a few nightmares since the fall of Voldemort).

He sat on the edge of his bed, put his head in his hands and that’s when he realized, there was no way the dream he had could have been a nightmare about the war. With the evidence on his pajama bottoms, he cursed and thought ‘what did I dream about?’
Soon his mind cleared a bit about the dream he’d had. ‘Oh no, I didn’t, I couldn’t have. What has Hermione done to my mind? I had a dream about Snape! Not just any dream, a damned hot, sexy, steamy dream about Snape!’

Harry got up off the bed and headed for the shower to clean him self off and noticed it was only 5.10am ‘cursed to hell. That damn man has made me wake up early!’

Harry climbed into the shower and started to clean himself off, and carried on thinking ‘why would I have that sort of dream about Snape of all people? He’s rude, nasty, sarcastic, handsome……no, I didn’t just think that! What’s wrong with me?’

Harry got out the shower, wrapped his towel round his waist and walked to his bedroom to dry himself off. ‘He doesn’t even like me. I have got to stop this! I know, I’ll play some music.’ Harry walked over to his stereo and played one of his favorite CD’s, which happened to be love songs.

Harry sang along happily for 20minutes while he finished drying himself off and getting dressed into a tight white t-shirt, which clung to him showing off his muscles in his chest, stomach and the tops of his arms, a skin tight pair of jeans, which complemented his perfect arse, and a comfortable black pair of trainers.

‘Hmmmm 5.50am, I suppose I could go have breakfast early before I go insane.’ And with that, he covered himself in his robes and walked to the great hall for something to eat, which he hoped would make him forget about that bloody man.

XXX

“Morning Harry.”

“Morning ‘mione. What you doing here so early? It’s only 6am.” Harry questioned her, but glad that she would be able to occupy his mind.

“Snape wants me to help him make a potion this morning, so I thought I’d read up on it now just to make sure I don’t make a mistake. How come you’re up early Harry? You aren’t having nightmares again are you?”

“You could say that ‘mione” Harry answered her quietly, feeling a bit embarrassed he started to tint a light shade of red. “Not one of my normal ones though.” He admitted looking at Hermione with a shy smile.

“So what did you dream about? What could have been so bad you got up this early?” Hermione questioned with interest.

“I don’t really want to talk about it. So what’s the potion that you’re going to be making used for?” He asked, trying to change the subject.

“Oh come on Harry, you tell me everything. Surely it can’t be so bad you can’t tell me? You might feel better about it when you’ve talked to someone.”

Harry looked at her for a while, then decided he could talk to her. After all he did tell her everything. “Ok. Promise not to tell anyone ‘mione and I mean no one hears about this” Harry said in a stern voice.

“Have I ever let you down Harry?”

“Ok. I had a nightmare about Severus.”

“A nightmare? Did he die in your dream or something?” Hermione asked intrigued.

“No. I…we, erm. Lets just say I woke up with a reminder of the dream.”

Hermione didn’t get what he meant. “What? What are you talking about Harry?”

“If you were Ron you’d know what I meant” he said with a bit of a growl, not really wanting to say out right what the dream contained. He continued in a whisper just incase someone walked in. “In my dream I was having sex with Severus. The scary thing is, in the dream I was loving every moment of it. And when I woke up I was covered in sweat and........ how shall I word this? ……the proof that my body enjoyed the dream too.”

Hermione just looked at him for a couple of minutes noticing how uncomfortable Harry looked. “It’s perfectly normal for a man to have those kinds of dreams when they fancy someone, so it’s nothing to worry about.”

Harry’s voice was loud when he replied “just because I’m gay does not mean I fancy every guy out there, and I certainly do not fancy him!” Then Harry looked at her pouting.

‘Harry’s gay? Well that is a shock. Mind you, it explains why I’ve never seen him with a girlfriend even though there are a lot of girls after him.’
Harry and Hermione were so deep into their conversation they hadn’t noticed Severus had entered the hall and heard the last part of their conversation.

“Mister Potter I know I said don’t be late, but you didn’t have to get up this early. Or did you miss me so much you couldn’t wait to see me?” Snape looked at Harry with an evil smirk.

Harry looked at Hermione with his eyes wide open “cursed to hell.” Then he started to go redder than he already was. ‘How long has he been there for? He didn’t hear about my dream did he?’

“Language Potter. Well, as you both will be coming to my dungeons anyway, lets go there now. We can call the house elf and have breakfast in my rooms. I take it neither of you have eaten yet?”

“No, we haven’t yet sir.” Hermione answered for the both of them.

“Come along then you two, I need a strong cup of coffee to start the day. Looks like you both could do with a coffee each too.” He said looking at Harry and Hermione with a sneer.

XXX

They arrived at Snape’s office “Go on through to the lounge then, you know where you’re both going.” Snape followed the two into his lounge where he gestured to them “take a seat, I wont bite.” He said with a smirk.

Severus clicked his fingers to summon the house elf “breakfast and coffee for three” he ordered Dobby “Yes Master Snape.” Dobby answered. “Ello Master Harry and friend of Harry” Dobby said smiling. Harry and Hermione said hello to him, and Snape sneered at Dobby, then *pop* he was gone, returning a few moments later with three plates of bacon, eggs, sausages and toast. And disappeared as quickly as he had appeared.

“Eat up you two, you’ll need the energy for the work you have ahead of you.” Snape said in a cold deep voice.

They ate their breakfast and drank their coffee in silence. Harry tried not to look at Severus, still unsure whether or not he had heard the beginning of his and Hermione’s conversation that they had in the great hall.

Severus on the other hand watched Harry and Hermione with great interest during their silence. ‘Hmmmm Harry seems a bit off today, he usually looks at me to give me dirty looks, but he hasn’t looked up at me once since we left the great hall. Hermione on the other hand is acting no differently to what she usually does.’ He smirked to himself thinking ‘Maybe I make him uncomfortable with my snide comments, oh I do hope so.’
Little did Snape know Harry’s being uncomfortable around him had nothing to do with the way he talked to Harry.

Severus banished the empty plates and cutlery to the kitchens and said “well Mister Potter, you know your way to the library, off you go.” Harry still didn’t look Snape in the eyes, he just nodded and walked off to the library as he was ordered.
“Hermione shall we go to the potions lab now?” Severus was quite polite to Hermione when no one else was around. They had started to get on quite well over the year while Hermione had been assisting him.

“I think that’s a wise idea Severus, the sooner we get started, the sooner we can finish. I have some things I’d like to look up in the school library.”

“You never cease to amaze me young Hermione. You have finished your exams and could do whatever you pleased with you spare time and you still choose to do research.”

“Worried I might take your job Severus? What can I say? I like to keep myself busy by learning.” She smiled at the usually grumpy potions master.

“Not at all Miss Granger. If you took my job I’d finally have a reason to move on.” He replied with a smirk.

Severus and Hermione spent their morning making potions for Poppy. Only one of the potions had been difficult to brew, making it necessary to give the potion their full attention. That potion happened to be one that heals people from the inside out when someone is in a coma.

Harry had spent his morning reading one of the dark arts books, learning how to deflect some of the more serious curses. That was 'til he got a bit bored and decided to read a romance novel. He took off his robes and lay down on one of the sofas in the library and started to read.

“Hermione, since we have finished would you like to come to the lounge for some refreshments or do you want to get on with that research?”

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt having one drink.” She said with a smile.

“Come on then. I suppose I had better call the brat out the library so he can have a break too. If there is a library left when I get there.” He said to Hermione with sarcasm.

“Why do have to be so hard on him? You do realize how alike you two are don’t you? You don’t have to be this nasty guy anymore, now that the Dark Lord is dead. Why not just try to be friendly?”

“We are nothing alike Hermione I can assure you of that. I am disciplined, focused and can control my temper.” Hermione nearly burst out laughing when he said he could control his temper, unfortunately Severus heard her smothered laugh and gave her a glare. “I also care about what people think of my appearance. There’s no way you would catch me in t-shirts and other such muggle clothing unless absolutely necessary.”

XXX

Hermione sat in the lounge on the black leather couch that was situated in front of the fire place and waited for Severus to fetch Harry.

XXX

Severus quietly entered the library and saw a romance novel on the floor, an arm dangling over the edge of the sofa near the romance novel, and Harry…asleep, on the couch, on his back, with his neck in what looked like an uncomfortable position. ‘Honestly that boy…no man, could manage to sleep anywhere I’m sure.’

Severus walked over to Harry and looked at him. ‘He looks so peaceful, maybe I should just leave him? What am I thinking? Leave him. No, I’ll wake the lazy critter up.’
Severus watched Harry a little longer ‘If only I was younger maybe…. No what’s wrong with me? Maybe someone’s put a curse on me? That’s got to be it. Hermione’s good at that sort of thing, I’ll get her to check me out before she leaves. Wouldn’t surprise me if Harry had put some sort of infatuation curse on me to make me be nice to him’

Then Severus noticed how tight Harry’s clothes were ‘mmmm he’s got a sexy body, those muscles that stomach that’s showing through the gap between his t-shit and trousers where the t-shirt has hitched up a bit’. Severus moaned lightly, scared himself with the noise he made, then looked at Harry’s face and thanked Merlin he hadn’t stirred from the noise he made. Severus sighed gently. Time to wake him up.

“Was you hoping for more sex scenes than what was in the book Potter?” Harry jumped off the couch straight to his feet. Severus gave him a sneer. Then he Watched Harry as he slowly sat down holding his back. “Have you done your self some damage sleeping on the sofa?” Severus questioned him with a smirk.

“If you hadn’t of scared the crap out of me I wouldn’t have jumped to my feet so fast and hurt my back!” Harry hissed. “You really do try to cause me pain don’t you?”

“Now, now Potter. While I agree seeing you in some discomfort is rather pleasing, especially if I’m having a bad day, doesn’t mean I would try to hurt you on purpose. Anyway I did come to see if you wanted to join Hermione and me for refreshments?”

“Since when did she become Hermione instead of Miss Granger?” Harry asked, finally realizing why Hermione had been so nice about Snape ‘they are bloody friends aren’t they.’

“Hermione and I have become friendly over the year and she preferred me to call her Hermione as did I prefer her to call me Severus, never in class though, obviously.”

“But you don’t like to call me Harry? I suppose you can’t insult someone as well as you’d like calling them by their first name.” Harry sneered, doing a good impression of Snape.

“Well Hermione thinks I should be nicer to you, maybe if I call you by your first name that will be a start. If I have your permission to do so?”

Harry was a bit gob-smacked ‘what have I done? Why did I talk him into calling me by my first name?’ All Harry could do was nod dumbly.

XXX

They had all talked for most of the day, well Hermione and Severus did most of the talking, while Harry sat there thinking about how handsome Severus looked when he wasn’t constantly sneering, finally realizing how Hermione had thought of him as handsome (she saw him without his sneer and cold look in his eyes) and for a moment wished Severus talked to him the way he talked to Hermione, till he knocked those thoughts out his head.

“I think I’ll go to my quarters now if you don’t mind. It’s 6pm and we have all forgotten about eating so I’m gonna go get Dobby to bring some food to my rooms. Talk to you later Hermione. See you tomorrow Severus.” Harry didn’t even wait for a reply; he had to get out of there before they noticed his arousal.

“Severus do you think Harry’s ok?”

“Probably felt a bit uneasy seeing me and you talk like this. That reminds me, before you go, can you check me for hexes and curses?” Severus asked Hermione nicely ‘I have to know what curse that boy….no….man has put on me.’

“Sure if you want me to. Is there anything specific I should be looking for Severus?”

“No, just best to be safe than sorry Hermione.” ‘I can’t let her now just incase’ Severus thought to himself.

Hermione checked him over for hexes and curses but couldn’t find anything wrong with him. “Good news Severus!” She said triumphantly.

“I have a curse on me?” Severus asked hoping.

Hermione laughed “Why would that be good news? The good news is there’s nothing wrong with you, you’re fine.”

“Oh, great.” Severus grumbled. ‘I’m doomed, I’m bloody doomed! How could I fancy Harry? This isn’t good at all.’ Severus thought to himself.



TBC