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Adult +
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41
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43,260
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97
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1
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Jealousy
Jealousy
Most of the day dragged on with Harry being bored out of his mind since everybody was outside doing something worthwhile. Only Sirius was home but Harry was grateful that he still sulked in his room. By now the living room was almost completely dark but Harry did not bother to light a fire. Instead he cast a lightning spell on his wand and drew pictures into the air.
Suddenly the fireplace flared to life and out of it came the potion master followed by Draco Malfoy dressed in his very expensive looking robes. Obviously the potion master had said something funny because he flicked back his blonde hair and chuckled.
“I wish I could have seen that.” In that moment he saw Harry on the couch and an expression of hostility swept over his face. “Potter.”
“Malfoy.”
Harry did not say anything else but he narrowed his eyes when Snape leaned on Draco's shoulder for support the touch appearing awfully intimate.
The blonde instantly turned to the older wizard gently steering him into the direction of the staircase.
“I will help you to bed Sev,” he said softly.
Angry by now Harry got up from his sofa and pushed his way past them to the front door. Snape's icy voice held him back.
“Where do you think you are going Potter?”
Harry shrugged his shoulders. “What do you care? Or do you want to fuck me now?” With satisfaction did he see the confused expression on Malfoy's face.
Now it was Snape's turn to narrow his eyes. “Watch your language Potter.”
Looking back Harry smirked. “I take that as a no. Have fun with your bitch.”
With that he left the house ,quickly apparating away, internally fuming with a sentiment that scared him in its intensity. If he did not know it any better, Harry thought he was jealous of Malfoy.
Having lost himself in a muggle theater Harry returned late and the house was completely dark by then. Sneaking up the stairs he wanted to walk into the room where he slept but then agony swept through his body reminding him unpleasantly about his prolonged absence from the potion master. Sighing he walked up the next staircase and softly knocked on Snape's door.
When he got no response he carefully opened the door and peered inside but in the darkness he could not see anything. Quietly he lighted the tip of his wand but what he saw then made him furious. Next to Snape who was wearing his customary nigthshirt was sleeping one very naked Draco Malfoy from what he could see. For a moment Harry stared at the scene until he audibly closed the door and headed for his room.
He was staring into the darkness until the wee hours of morning and by the time he heard sniplets of conversation from the first floor he still did not move. Mrs Weasley, Remus and Ron had all knocked on his door but so far he had ignored them. He tried to find out where the sudden anger came from- so Malfoy was sharing Snape's bed? Naked? Snuggled into his arms?
Without him realizing it the house began to shake as his anger mulitplied. He was silently fuming in rage when the door burst open revealing one very angry Snape.
“Potter, what do you think you are doing?”
Not honouring him with a glance Harry shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing.”
Narrowing his eyes dangerously the potion master advanced on the bed. “You are once again straining my patience Potter. If your magic is getting restless you should stop sulking in your room and approach me instead. What about the concept of the bond did you not get?”
“I tried to but I guess I was interupting something with Malfoy.” Harry spat sharply.
Staring at the boy for a moment Snape finally smirked. “Why, are you jealous Potter?”
Jumping up from the bed Harry faced Snape with his own glare of fury. “Do not flatter yourself Snape. I wish we would just get it on so I am not forced to spend more time with you than I absolutely have to. You can return to Malfoy for all you like after that.”
“You sound awfully desperate Potter,” Snape said with smugness. “It is of no concern to you whom I spend my time with, so watch your words around me. I am not above squelching your nasty habit of sticking your nose into matters that are not yours to be concerned with.”
The air between the two wizards was crackling with both their magic as they stared into each other's eyes none willing to give in first.
“This not leading anywhere useful,” Dumbledore said from the door. “Severus I would suggest both of you visit your house in Wales and sort things out. Feel free to return once your temper is a bit stabler gentlemen.”
AN: Once again a short chapter but I try to seperate them plotwise. The next chapter has some smut but some of you will not particulary like it. Review if you like.
Ladylancelot
Most of the day dragged on with Harry being bored out of his mind since everybody was outside doing something worthwhile. Only Sirius was home but Harry was grateful that he still sulked in his room. By now the living room was almost completely dark but Harry did not bother to light a fire. Instead he cast a lightning spell on his wand and drew pictures into the air.
Suddenly the fireplace flared to life and out of it came the potion master followed by Draco Malfoy dressed in his very expensive looking robes. Obviously the potion master had said something funny because he flicked back his blonde hair and chuckled.
“I wish I could have seen that.” In that moment he saw Harry on the couch and an expression of hostility swept over his face. “Potter.”
“Malfoy.”
Harry did not say anything else but he narrowed his eyes when Snape leaned on Draco's shoulder for support the touch appearing awfully intimate.
The blonde instantly turned to the older wizard gently steering him into the direction of the staircase.
“I will help you to bed Sev,” he said softly.
Angry by now Harry got up from his sofa and pushed his way past them to the front door. Snape's icy voice held him back.
“Where do you think you are going Potter?”
Harry shrugged his shoulders. “What do you care? Or do you want to fuck me now?” With satisfaction did he see the confused expression on Malfoy's face.
Now it was Snape's turn to narrow his eyes. “Watch your language Potter.”
Looking back Harry smirked. “I take that as a no. Have fun with your bitch.”
With that he left the house ,quickly apparating away, internally fuming with a sentiment that scared him in its intensity. If he did not know it any better, Harry thought he was jealous of Malfoy.
Having lost himself in a muggle theater Harry returned late and the house was completely dark by then. Sneaking up the stairs he wanted to walk into the room where he slept but then agony swept through his body reminding him unpleasantly about his prolonged absence from the potion master. Sighing he walked up the next staircase and softly knocked on Snape's door.
When he got no response he carefully opened the door and peered inside but in the darkness he could not see anything. Quietly he lighted the tip of his wand but what he saw then made him furious. Next to Snape who was wearing his customary nigthshirt was sleeping one very naked Draco Malfoy from what he could see. For a moment Harry stared at the scene until he audibly closed the door and headed for his room.
He was staring into the darkness until the wee hours of morning and by the time he heard sniplets of conversation from the first floor he still did not move. Mrs Weasley, Remus and Ron had all knocked on his door but so far he had ignored them. He tried to find out where the sudden anger came from- so Malfoy was sharing Snape's bed? Naked? Snuggled into his arms?
Without him realizing it the house began to shake as his anger mulitplied. He was silently fuming in rage when the door burst open revealing one very angry Snape.
“Potter, what do you think you are doing?”
Not honouring him with a glance Harry shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing.”
Narrowing his eyes dangerously the potion master advanced on the bed. “You are once again straining my patience Potter. If your magic is getting restless you should stop sulking in your room and approach me instead. What about the concept of the bond did you not get?”
“I tried to but I guess I was interupting something with Malfoy.” Harry spat sharply.
Staring at the boy for a moment Snape finally smirked. “Why, are you jealous Potter?”
Jumping up from the bed Harry faced Snape with his own glare of fury. “Do not flatter yourself Snape. I wish we would just get it on so I am not forced to spend more time with you than I absolutely have to. You can return to Malfoy for all you like after that.”
“You sound awfully desperate Potter,” Snape said with smugness. “It is of no concern to you whom I spend my time with, so watch your words around me. I am not above squelching your nasty habit of sticking your nose into matters that are not yours to be concerned with.”
The air between the two wizards was crackling with both their magic as they stared into each other's eyes none willing to give in first.
“This not leading anywhere useful,” Dumbledore said from the door. “Severus I would suggest both of you visit your house in Wales and sort things out. Feel free to return once your temper is a bit stabler gentlemen.”
AN: Once again a short chapter but I try to seperate them plotwise. The next chapter has some smut but some of you will not particulary like it. Review if you like.
Ladylancelot