Being a Slytherin
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Adult +
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17,345
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Composure
4. Composure
The only sound in his living room was the flickering of the fire and the occasional scratch of Harry's quill on the parchment as he wrote his essay on the dangers of dealing with fire spells. Snape was sitting in his usual arm chair, a book about quidditch in his lap that had been a gift by one meddling headmaster- he did not particularly like reading about the history of that sport but right now he was so distracted that he just needed it to pretend he was busy.
Occasionally his gaze drifted to Harry who sat hunched over at his desk where the potion master had cleared enough space so that the boy could do his revising. Currently he was staring into space chewing on his lower lip that usual indicated that he was concentrating on something. He had grown quite a bit in the last two years and even though he was still smaller than his peers, he began to look like a young man rather than a boy.
His brown fringe was covering most of his face but Snape never needed much to remind how lovely the boy looked with every year. Smooth skin, rosy complexion and lashes so thick that they cast a slight shadow under his eyes. He was growing up under his eyes and his mind did not any longer consider him a child but a young man. And that had consequences for he felt himself being drawn to the boy in a way that made him feel uncomfortable because he was his teacher.
“Professor?”
Focusing back on Harry, Severus found him standing next to his chair, obviously having finished his homework. He had a hopeful expression on his face as he locked his eyes with his teacher's.
“Would you mind if I stay a while?”
For a second Severus considered sending the boy off to his dorm but found himself unable to.
“No,” he answered and cringed when the boy flopped down the sofa making it squeak with the effort.
“Sorry.” Harry brushed through his hair in a vain attempt to tame it but it had almost no affect. “What are you reading Sir?”
“A book about the history of quidditch- it was gift from Professor Dumbledore.” Severus waved his wand to make a glass with pumpkin juice float over to hover next to the boy who gratefully began to sip from it.
“Cool, do you think I could borrow it when you are done?”
Not being able to squash a smile from his features Severus nodded. “Of course.”
For a while both remained silent with Harry staring into the fire and Severus unabashedly taking in the slim form in front of him that was so very tempting. The boy was sin personified even if and maybe because he had no idea about how appealing he looked and the fire in his loins was difficult to tame.
“Did you have have any more nightmares?” Severus asked trying to distract himself.
Shaking his head Harry shifted his position on the sofa revealing a tiny bit of creamy skin at his abdomen and Severus could not help but react to that picture, his erection uncomfortable between his legs.
The boy rested his cheek against his arms. “We have a quidditch match next week,” he said quietly. “Against Hufflepuff. Will you be there Sir?”
Wanting his erection to go away Severus decided to concentrate on their line of conversation.
“Of course.” Placing the book on the side table he motioned for the boy to hand him the assignment. “Let me see if my dear colleague will be satisfied with your homework.”
When the boy extended his arm and pushed the parchment into Severus' hand, the tips of his fingers brushed against the elder wizard's. Skimming over the text Severus was relieved that obviously Harry's mess up in charms was due to lack of concentration and not failure to understand. Looking up again he found the boy right in front of his chair, his green eyes hopeful. “Well done,” Severus said evenly and was rewarded with a crooked smile.
“I would suggest you return to your dorm now and retire for the evening.”
Taking back his parchment Harry nodded dutifully and put it away before he crossed the room. With a flick of his wand Severus opened the warded door and the boy disappeared into the hallway. When the door closed audibly the elder wizard slumped in his chair, his cock resting heavily in his lap. He was no randy teenager any more and he began to recite the ingredient list for a perfect calming draught. He had to keep his composure- he would not abuse his young charge's trust and delight in leery thoughts and pictures of his beautiful student.
Giving up he rose and went to bed.
AN: One more chapter for you today. Now can Severus resist the temptation? If you know my other stories- No. So be prepared for some more action in the next chapter.
Savannah – Thank you dear for my first review. I was surprised the story had a sad kind of undertone but it is quieter than my usual stories.
The only sound in his living room was the flickering of the fire and the occasional scratch of Harry's quill on the parchment as he wrote his essay on the dangers of dealing with fire spells. Snape was sitting in his usual arm chair, a book about quidditch in his lap that had been a gift by one meddling headmaster- he did not particularly like reading about the history of that sport but right now he was so distracted that he just needed it to pretend he was busy.
Occasionally his gaze drifted to Harry who sat hunched over at his desk where the potion master had cleared enough space so that the boy could do his revising. Currently he was staring into space chewing on his lower lip that usual indicated that he was concentrating on something. He had grown quite a bit in the last two years and even though he was still smaller than his peers, he began to look like a young man rather than a boy.
His brown fringe was covering most of his face but Snape never needed much to remind how lovely the boy looked with every year. Smooth skin, rosy complexion and lashes so thick that they cast a slight shadow under his eyes. He was growing up under his eyes and his mind did not any longer consider him a child but a young man. And that had consequences for he felt himself being drawn to the boy in a way that made him feel uncomfortable because he was his teacher.
“Professor?”
Focusing back on Harry, Severus found him standing next to his chair, obviously having finished his homework. He had a hopeful expression on his face as he locked his eyes with his teacher's.
“Would you mind if I stay a while?”
For a second Severus considered sending the boy off to his dorm but found himself unable to.
“No,” he answered and cringed when the boy flopped down the sofa making it squeak with the effort.
“Sorry.” Harry brushed through his hair in a vain attempt to tame it but it had almost no affect. “What are you reading Sir?”
“A book about the history of quidditch- it was gift from Professor Dumbledore.” Severus waved his wand to make a glass with pumpkin juice float over to hover next to the boy who gratefully began to sip from it.
“Cool, do you think I could borrow it when you are done?”
Not being able to squash a smile from his features Severus nodded. “Of course.”
For a while both remained silent with Harry staring into the fire and Severus unabashedly taking in the slim form in front of him that was so very tempting. The boy was sin personified even if and maybe because he had no idea about how appealing he looked and the fire in his loins was difficult to tame.
“Did you have have any more nightmares?” Severus asked trying to distract himself.
Shaking his head Harry shifted his position on the sofa revealing a tiny bit of creamy skin at his abdomen and Severus could not help but react to that picture, his erection uncomfortable between his legs.
The boy rested his cheek against his arms. “We have a quidditch match next week,” he said quietly. “Against Hufflepuff. Will you be there Sir?”
Wanting his erection to go away Severus decided to concentrate on their line of conversation.
“Of course.” Placing the book on the side table he motioned for the boy to hand him the assignment. “Let me see if my dear colleague will be satisfied with your homework.”
When the boy extended his arm and pushed the parchment into Severus' hand, the tips of his fingers brushed against the elder wizard's. Skimming over the text Severus was relieved that obviously Harry's mess up in charms was due to lack of concentration and not failure to understand. Looking up again he found the boy right in front of his chair, his green eyes hopeful. “Well done,” Severus said evenly and was rewarded with a crooked smile.
“I would suggest you return to your dorm now and retire for the evening.”
Taking back his parchment Harry nodded dutifully and put it away before he crossed the room. With a flick of his wand Severus opened the warded door and the boy disappeared into the hallway. When the door closed audibly the elder wizard slumped in his chair, his cock resting heavily in his lap. He was no randy teenager any more and he began to recite the ingredient list for a perfect calming draught. He had to keep his composure- he would not abuse his young charge's trust and delight in leery thoughts and pictures of his beautiful student.
Giving up he rose and went to bed.
AN: One more chapter for you today. Now can Severus resist the temptation? If you know my other stories- No. So be prepared for some more action in the next chapter.
Savannah – Thank you dear for my first review. I was surprised the story had a sad kind of undertone but it is quieter than my usual stories.