Darkness Shadows Light 2

Chapter Five - The Problem With Reality Is The Lack Of Background
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Once the bedroom door was shut, Harry and Snape just stared at each
other for a moment, a couple of apa apart. The large bed suddenly
dominated the room. Harry felt as nervous as he had the first time
they had made love all those years ago when his burgeoning feelings
had spiralled out of control.

This was different though. He sensed through their bond that Snape
was as nervous as he was and was unwilling to push for control for
fear that ightight scare Harry away. Harry made a decision.

\'Come here,\' he said quietly, reaching out a hand. Hesitantly, Snape
stepped forward and took it. Harry drew him in for another soul
searing kiss. He began to undo the buttons and clasps of his lover\'s
robe. He was relieved when Snape started to reciprocate. It took
longer than normal for them to remove each other\'s clothes, neither
wishing to rush the experience. The lack of speed heightened the
experience.

Eventually, they lown own naked together on the bed. They lay on
their sides facing each other, holding on so tightly that there were
bound to be bruises in the morning. Gently, kisses were bestowed on
lips, necks and shoulders; fingers tracing paths over heated skin as
they started to relearn what they should not have forgotten.

Soon, they were both gasping with desire and need. Snape\'s hand
wandered to the nightstand where they had always kept the lubricant
that they preferred to spells. However, as he drew it out, Harry
caught his hand, taking the bottle from him.

\'I need...\' the younger wizard began, his green eyes flashing at
Snape almost pleadingly. Snape hesitated, before nodding and laying
on his back, realising what Harry needed to do to exorcise the ghost
that was Remus Lupin.

Snape could not prevent a gasp as his lover circled his entrance
before pressing a finger gently inside. He tried to relax. It was
difficult when all he had ever wanted was right there in the green-
eyed beauty above him.

Gradually, he let the intimate touch overwhelm his senses as he was
carefully stretched and prepared. Stopping him thinking,
remembering... Truthfully he remembered little of his encounter with
Remus, just the soul-sickening realisation when he woke up of another
body beside him that was certainly not Harry\'s. Then, Harry was
right there pressing into him, causing a faint burning sensa, an, and
murmuring words of love that were barely discerniabovabove the
moans. Moans that Snape suddenly realised were issuing from his own
lips.

Swiftly, the burning sensation was overtaken by pleasure as Harry
found his sweet spot and began to thrust slowly, but rhythmically
against it. Snape found it impossible to be passive any longer. He
so wrapped his legs around Harry\'s waist, forcing him even deeper
inside him. Harry\'s eyes were now dark with passion, almost as black
as Snape\'s own. He moved his arm to touch his own, demanding
erection and relieve some of his need. Harry grabbed both his hands
with his own and pressed them down onto the bed beside his body.

\'I want to make you come just like this,\' Harry whispered, his face
flushed with desire. \'Just from the feel of me inside you.\'

Snape closed his eyes involuntarily as the words caused a wave of
lust to overtake him. Harry had never been this dominant before in
their relationship. Always letting Snape take the lead, even when
the older wizard was supposed to be submitting. What surprised him
most was how much he was enjoying this turn of events. It was almost
like it was the first time with a new person, since Harry had changed
so much in his demeanour.

For a few minutes, there was just the agonisingly slow pace that kept
them both right on the edge. Then, Harry\'s thrusts started to become
faster and more erratic. His breath coming in heavy pants as he
neared his climax.

\'Severus,\' he gasped. \'I can\'t...\' He thrust twice more before
flooding his lover with his seed. Snape gasped and came as well at
the feel of his husband\'s climax. Harry slowly pulled out and slid
to the side, sleepily reaching for his wand and cleaning them
both. \'Was that okay?\' asked Harry, suddenly filled with uncertainty
at Snape\'s quietness.

\'That was perfect,\' Snape reassured, pulling Harry towards him and
wrapping his arms around him. Harry snuggled happily against his
lover. He fell asleep having found true peace for the first time in
months.

*******

Matthew stood frozen in shock as the door to his parents was firmly
shut. A hundred thoughts whirled around his head. They had lied to
him, kept things from him and his Papa had betrayed both of
them...with his own godfather! Even through all the arguments, he
had never doubted that his parents loved each other. Yet, the thing
that hurt him the most though, was the fact they had kept this all
from him. Weren\'t they supposed to be a family? Weren\'t they
supposed to share everything? Bad as well as good? He had always
trusted his parents implicitly, believing that they always had his
best interests at heart. Now, he found himself doubting everything
about them.

Something froze inside of him. The darkness that he had always been
aware of inside of him suddenly didn\'t seem so bad...

Absentmindedly, Matthew gathered up his presents and cards with a
wave of his wand which betrayed more skill than he had ever shown in
class. He knew he would find no peace here tonight and preferred to
return to the dormitory. At least he didn\'t trust any of them enough
for them to be able to hurt him like his parents had.

Tonight he was numb. Tomorrow he would learn how to hate.

*******

Harry woke up feeling more happy and content than he had in a very
long time. Not just because of the warm body beside him, but because
he believed that after the previous night, their relationship was
finally on an equal footing. There was nothing about the previous
night that he regretted. To demonstrate this, he moved closer to his
lover, wrapping an arm around his waist and resting his chin on his
shoulder. Snape\'s eyes fluttered open. For a moment he looked
confused. His face relaxed as he remembered where he was. He turned
his head to face Harry.

\'Good morning,\' he said softly before claiming the other\'s lips in a
soft kiss.

\'Definitely a good morning,\' Harry agreed with a cheeky grin. \'I
just wish it wasn\'t a work day and that we could stay here instead.\'

\'I\'m not sure our son would appreciate that,\' Snape replied dryly.

Harry looked surprised and a little bit guilty. \'I forgot he was
here,\' he said, which made him feel awful after all he had said
yesterday about putting Matthew first. Resolutely, he made a promise
to himself that he would not let the renewal of his relationship with
his lover come between him and their son.

\'You had other things on your mind,\' Snape said simply. \'However, I
do think it\'s about time we woke him up so he\'ll have time to get
back to the dormitory to change clothes before breakfast.\'

Harry nodded in agreement. \'Though he\'s not the only one,\' he
reminded his husband as he got out of bed and headed towards the
wardrobe. \'None of yours are here either.\'

Snape frowned at the reminder as he picked up his clothes that were
lying haphazardly on the floor and frowned even more as he began to
dress in them and finding them decidedly creased. Using a spell, he
got the worst of the creases out.

\'I guess we were a bit rushed last night,\' said Harry not at all
apologetically, quickly dressing himself.

\'And what exactly does last night mean?\' Snape asked, the uncertainty
clear in his voice as he asked the question. It had been plaguing
him most of last night and since he had woken up this morning. \'We
didn\'t exactly talk much about it last night and I know we agreed to
take things slowly. I don\'t want to push you...\'

\'But you want to know if this means you can move back in,\' Harry
finished for him looking at Snape seriously. He tilted his head and
stared at him as if he was giving it some deep thought, making Snape
feel even more nervous. Suddenly, he gave a smile that lit up his
face. \'Of course I want you to move back in!\' He couldn\'t help but
laugh at the look of relief on his lover\'s face.

Snape didn\'t know whether to laugh or strangle the younger man in
front of him for teasing him at such a time. In the end, he decided
to just hug him tightly and kiss him hard enough to shut him up.

\'Why don\'t you go and wake up our son,\' he suggested when they
eventually parted for breath.

Harry tiptoed into Matthew\'s room, stopping abruptly when he saw the
bed empty and apparently unslept in. Panicking, he called for his
husband.

\'What\'s the matter?\' Snape enquired, coming up behind him. Then he
spotted the empty room and frowned. \'Ah...\'

\'Is that all you can say?\' demanded Harry, looking upset. \'Our son
is missing!\'

\'He probably went back to his dormitory early,\' Snape said reasonably.

Harry gestured to the empty bed. \'And when was the last time Matthew
made his bed? It\'s obvious he didn\'t spend the night here.\'

\'He must have changed his mind and gone back to the dormitory last
night. Don\'t worry, we\'ll see him at breakfast.\' He put a
comforting arm around his lover\'s waist. Harry sighed and leaned
back against the solid warmth of Snape\'s chest.

\'You\'re probably right,\' he conceded. \'I don\'t like it though. He
*begged* to stay last night. What could have changed his mind so
suddenly?\'

\'He\'s twelve years old,\' Snape replied. \'Who knows what goes on in
his mind!\'

\'I hate to think,\' Harry said solemnly. \'When I was twelve, I nearly
had myself convinced that I was the Heir of Slytherin!\'

\'Well, thankfully you weren\'t,\' Snape said. \'Not that I believed for
a second you were.\'

Harry turned around to face him. \'Really?\' he asked
curiously. \'Why?\'

\'Because even back then, I knew you were far too much of a Gryffindor
tor hur hurt innocent people like that.\'

Harry smiled. \'Thanks, it\'s nice to know that even when you loathed
me you still believed in me.\'

\'Always,\' Snape replied softly. Then, mentally shaking himself, he
demanded. \'How am I supposed to terrify all the students when you\'ve
put me in such a good mood.\'

\'I\'m sure you\'ll manage!\' Harry laughed. He grabbed his lover\'s
hand. \'Come on, let\'s go to breakfast. I want to make sure
Matthew\'s okay.\'

They left the chambers hand in hand, only letting go when they got
closer enough to the Main Hall where they might be seen by students.

Neither had any regrets. However, little did they know that the
events of the previous night had set things in motion that would have
more than one consequence. None of which they were prepared for...

TBC.