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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
14,390
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 5 Revised
Notes: The first time i posted it, i skipped a whole chapter! yikes, this time i just combined the two small ones.
Chapter 5 part 1: tea for two.
Snape walked in, pointed at the chair and then stalked toward the back room. Harry sat in the old, beat up chair and waited.
When Snape returned he had the tray of tea and cookies and repeated the actions of the previous night. Harry felt comforted by the consistency in Snape’s actions.
Peppermint! Harry gasped to himself as he took his first drink.
What the…Raspberry? Snape coughed a little as his taste buds adjusted.
“It’s good.” Harry commented.
“Raspberry?” Snape sneered.
“Um no.” Harry blushed. “It’s peppermint.”
Snape paled.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing Potter.” His inner voice laughed at him.
“Why, can’t you call me Harry? I mean, you’re not my professor any more, well not technically anyway, and we are alone, no one will find out if you call me Harry in private.” Harry sighed putting his tea down.
“Fine.” Severus growled.
Harry smiled, “Is your tea Peppermint as well?”
“My tea has been peppermint for the last 10 years straight.” It just happens to be Raspberry tonight…like yours was the other night. DAMN! His inner voice laughed again. His mother had spelled the tea cups to switch the flavors of tea, of two people who were truly in love/meant for each other, when the said people were having a drink together.
“Oh.” Merlin he is sexy. And I think I love…
“How are you’re studies then, Harry.” Snape was trying to not think of his mother, or the blasted tea.
“…”
“Harry?”
“….”
“POTTER!”
“Huh? Potter? I thought you were going to call me Harry?”
Snape growled.
“Oh. You did, didn’t you? Sorry. I…I wasn’t…..I was…daydreaming I guess.”
Snape rolled his eyes, then lifted himself off the chair and walked toward a small sink, where he began washing his tea cup.
“Dreaming…About you,” Harry mumbled quietly hoping Snape would hear, he did, but said nothing.
When Snape finished washing his cup he turned and looked at Harry, “I asked how your studies were going this term.”
“Oh, um. Good. I think. Charms is okay, its always been easy. Transfiguration, boring and not easy but not as boring as history of magic, Umm…DADA, is pretty good, our teacher is smart, though I doubt she’s ever actually used any of the spells she’s teaching, she’s at least teaching us.”
Snape grunted.
“I kinda miss potions you know. Not really the Slytherins, Or Neville, blowing things up, or the house points being taken away. But the subject was interesting enough. It’s proved to be useful, for me at least. And…Well …the teacher, when not picking on Gryffindors, was a pretty nice sight to see..”
“Potter…”
“My name is Harry.” Harry said as he got himself off the chair and in front of Snape.
“It…No…Potter. I think it’s best if we keep to formalities.”
“Aww come on Dear Potion’s Master.” Harry’s voice was seductive and he leaned his body close to the Professors.
“No.” Snape said sternly.
“But..Why not?” He pouted
“I SAID NO POTTER, NOW LEAVE YOU INSOLENT BRAT!” Snape snarled, and Harry knew he had gone to far.
Chapter 5 part 2: Old Habits Returned.
Harry ran into the boy’s bathroom, and found himself, for the second time that night cutting himself. This was sooo bad. He hadn’t done it since he got back to school. And now? Was he out of control again? Why do things always have to go like this?
Harry sat back and watched blood flow down his right leg, he had slashed it seven times, five up and down, and two diagonal. He cried, and rocked himself, slowly he brought his hand up to the oozing blood, and smeared it, he winced in pain, and cried out in delight. He never did anything right and his life was hell. But this…., this was his heaven.
Chapter 5 part 1: tea for two.
Snape walked in, pointed at the chair and then stalked toward the back room. Harry sat in the old, beat up chair and waited.
When Snape returned he had the tray of tea and cookies and repeated the actions of the previous night. Harry felt comforted by the consistency in Snape’s actions.
Peppermint! Harry gasped to himself as he took his first drink.
What the…Raspberry? Snape coughed a little as his taste buds adjusted.
“It’s good.” Harry commented.
“Raspberry?” Snape sneered.
“Um no.” Harry blushed. “It’s peppermint.”
Snape paled.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing Potter.” His inner voice laughed at him.
“Why, can’t you call me Harry? I mean, you’re not my professor any more, well not technically anyway, and we are alone, no one will find out if you call me Harry in private.” Harry sighed putting his tea down.
“Fine.” Severus growled.
Harry smiled, “Is your tea Peppermint as well?”
“My tea has been peppermint for the last 10 years straight.” It just happens to be Raspberry tonight…like yours was the other night. DAMN! His inner voice laughed again. His mother had spelled the tea cups to switch the flavors of tea, of two people who were truly in love/meant for each other, when the said people were having a drink together.
“Oh.” Merlin he is sexy. And I think I love…
“How are you’re studies then, Harry.” Snape was trying to not think of his mother, or the blasted tea.
“…”
“Harry?”
“….”
“POTTER!”
“Huh? Potter? I thought you were going to call me Harry?”
Snape growled.
“Oh. You did, didn’t you? Sorry. I…I wasn’t…..I was…daydreaming I guess.”
Snape rolled his eyes, then lifted himself off the chair and walked toward a small sink, where he began washing his tea cup.
“Dreaming…About you,” Harry mumbled quietly hoping Snape would hear, he did, but said nothing.
When Snape finished washing his cup he turned and looked at Harry, “I asked how your studies were going this term.”
“Oh, um. Good. I think. Charms is okay, its always been easy. Transfiguration, boring and not easy but not as boring as history of magic, Umm…DADA, is pretty good, our teacher is smart, though I doubt she’s ever actually used any of the spells she’s teaching, she’s at least teaching us.”
Snape grunted.
“I kinda miss potions you know. Not really the Slytherins, Or Neville, blowing things up, or the house points being taken away. But the subject was interesting enough. It’s proved to be useful, for me at least. And…Well …the teacher, when not picking on Gryffindors, was a pretty nice sight to see..”
“Potter…”
“My name is Harry.” Harry said as he got himself off the chair and in front of Snape.
“It…No…Potter. I think it’s best if we keep to formalities.”
“Aww come on Dear Potion’s Master.” Harry’s voice was seductive and he leaned his body close to the Professors.
“No.” Snape said sternly.
“But..Why not?” He pouted
“I SAID NO POTTER, NOW LEAVE YOU INSOLENT BRAT!” Snape snarled, and Harry knew he had gone to far.
Chapter 5 part 2: Old Habits Returned.
Harry ran into the boy’s bathroom, and found himself, for the second time that night cutting himself. This was sooo bad. He hadn’t done it since he got back to school. And now? Was he out of control again? Why do things always have to go like this?
Harry sat back and watched blood flow down his right leg, he had slashed it seven times, five up and down, and two diagonal. He cried, and rocked himself, slowly he brought his hand up to the oozing blood, and smeared it, he winced in pain, and cried out in delight. He never did anything right and his life was hell. But this…., this was his heaven.