Eyes

Ron walked into the potions lab. He and Hermione had left Harry for his tutoring session ten minutes earlier and Ron, being Ron, had accidentally left his Charms book in the lab.

No one was in the room, meaning they were probably in Snape's office. He grabbed his book and was walking away when he heard a noise. It came from the direction f Snape's office. It was a cross between a moaning and a scream. He stopped a moment to listen but heard nothing, and continued walking towards the door.

There it was again. He stopped; it was coming from Snape's office. He turned and walked over towards the office door. He leaned his head next to the door and the sounds continued. Someone in there was breathing heavily and moaning. But the only people that should be in that office were Harry and Snape.

“Severus!” Came a low scream.

Okay, wait a minute...that was definitely Harry's voice. Ron jerked his head away and looked at the door in confusion

“Harry...I love you so much.” Snape's voice could be heard quietly through the door followed by murmuring.

Ron decided that now would be a good time to leave.

~X~

Hermione was sitting at one of the tables in the common room when Ron walked in and pulled up a chair next to her.

“Hermione, can I ask you something?” Ron whispered, leaning close to his friend.

“Go ahead.” Hermione said, seeming to ignore that Ron was whispering.

He cleared his throat and continued. “Um, well you're a girl...”

Hermione looked down and back at Ron and said, “Well obviously”

Ron frowned. “What I meant was that because you're a girl don't you have some sort of, natural sense or whatnot to tell if a guy's straight or not?”

Hermione looked at him in confusion. “What? Where the hell did this come from?”

“I'm just confused by something.”

“Ron is there something you need to tell me?” Hermione asked quietly. She reached over and grabbed his hand. “Just know I'll be here no matter what.”

Ron looked up at Hermione in confusion. “What? What are you talking about?”

Hermione looked back at him and raised her eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”

“I'm talking about Harry.”

Hermione blinked up in surprise and pulled her hand away from Ron's. “Oh.”

“Hey guys.” Harry said walking up to their table and sitting down.

“Hey,” Ron said nervously.

Hermione, not one for subtlety when it came to either of her friends without involving herself, blurted, “Ron says he heard something about you.”

Harry looked over at Ron. “What did you hear?”

Ron stood and walked over towards the window where no one else was standing. After a moment of silence between the friends Ron asked, “How do you feel about Snape?”

Hermione looked between the two boys and Harry looked at Ron blank faced

“Same as you do, you know that.”

“Not from the sounds I heard coming from Snape's office during your 'tutoring' session.”

Harry took a deep breath. “I can explain. Let's talk somewhere a little more private.”

Grabbing their things from the table the three of them left the common room and ten minutes later found themselves outside the Room of Requirement.

Stepping through the doorway they found themselves in a small cozy room with a mid-sized table and an assortment of cushion covered chairs.

Harry sat in a green armchair setting his things on the table and Ron and Hermione followed suit.

“Explain.” Ron demanded as soon as everyone was situated.

Harry took a deep breath, releasing it in a deep sigh. “What exactly did you hear?” Harry asked quietly.

“It sounded like you and Snape were together. “Of course they were together. Harry had a tutoring session” Hermione remarked.

“No, together. As in sex.”

“What? There's no way that's true.” She looked over to Harry. “Tell him that he must of heard wrong.”

Harry looked at Hermione somberly. He let out a heavy sigh and answered quietly, “He's right.”

“What?” Hermione questioned.

“He's right. I've been sleeping with Sev- er, Professor Snape. I have been for weeks now.”

“So you've been lying to us?” Ron asked derisively.

“Harry, how do you actually feel about him?” Hermione asked leaning forward in her seat.

“Honestly, I love him. Just like he loves me.” Harry looked at his two best friends and smiled gently.

Ron snorted. “You've always acted like you hated him, not to mention he used to be a Death Eater, or don't you remember that?”

“I remember Ron, and that has nothing to do with him now. As for hating him, it's just like you said, I was acting.” Harry stated.

“The least you could have done was told me. I thought I was your best friend after all.” Ron grabbed his things and stormed out, silence ensuing.

“You know I couldn't tell anyone right?” Harry asked Hermione after a minute.

She nodded and reached across the table to grab his hand “Harry you can't keep this up with Snape. You would both get in so much trouble if you were caught by someone other than Ron and myself Your happy and I'm so happy for you, but you know that it can't last. At least not until you're out of school.” Hermione smiled sadly. She picked her things up and left Harry to his thoughts.

~X~

Harry had stayed in the Room of Requirement thinking over his options and what he could do for a long time. Finally he left and the room vanished leaving Harry in a quiet, empty hallway. He made his way down the corridor towards the Gryffindor common room when a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

“Mr. Potter!”

Harry turned and saw Dumbledore standing near one of the hall windows. He walked towards the elderly man.

“Yes Professor?”

“Mr. Potter, may I have a word with you in my office?” Dumbledore asked placing a hand on the younger mans shoulder and gesturing in the direction of his office. Harry nodded and they both started to walk.

After ascending the spiral staircase Harry entered into the office only to discover that there was someone else waiting in a char in front of Dumbledore's desk Someone he wasn't expecting to see.

“Headmaster, may I ask why you have summoned me?” Snape asked before turning around. Surprise, shock and fear filled his face as his eyes landed on Harry.

“Harry please sit.” Dumbledore motioned to another conjured chair sitting before his desk. He continued once Harry sat. “It has come to my attention that for the past several weeks there has been some form of inappropriate relationship between the two of you. Is there anything that either of you would like to tell me?”

Harry and Snape looked at each other and defeat filled Harry's eyes. Hermione had been right. There was no way they could keep this up.

“Ron and Hermione already know. He overheard us this afternoon and confronted me about it.” He told Snape, ignoring Dumbledore for the moment.

Snape nodded and turned to the elderly man across from him. “It is true Headmaster. For the last few weeks Harry and I have been seeing each other.” Dumbledore cocked an eyebrow. “Harry and I have been intimate physically for the last few weeks.”

“It is true Sir. Professor Snape and I have been sleeping together. Harry looked at Dumbledore directly in the eyes as he confirmed what Snape said.

The Headmaster tapped his fingers together and closed his eyes as he thought. Minutes dragged on in pure silence. Snape and Harry glanced at each other, both getting nervous. The prolonged silence worried Harry, creating thoughts along the lines of 'What's gonna happen?' and 'No matter what having and loving Severus was worth it.'

At last Dumbledore cleared his throat and lowered his hands into his lap, leaning back in his chair. “I've made my decision.”