Somewhere

HARRY IS NOT PREGNANT MY LOVELIES!!
sorry to bust all your lovely bubbles but he is not carrying a bundle of joy and will not be after the ball... askVyator she's seen my timeline of important things!

right so onto other things.
I have drawn the costumes up but i'm still working on them so once they're done i'll get them posted up for your veiwing pleasure
it's halloween people!! bet you don't expect what happens XP
I kept to my promise and this is your weekend update, you'll praps get another one tuesday/wednesday... maybe even monday depends on how i feel... and how many reviews i get to stroke my ego XD
hehehehe oh and if this is ever an incentive for you.... draco is in the next chapter *evil grin* mwahahahahahahaha
right on with the show

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“Hermione there’s still over an hour before it starts so stop panicking!” Harry said as she flitted around him.

“Sit still or I’ll poke your eye out,” she scolded.

Harry had not long got out of the shower, only to bed attacked by Hermione, who was now applying a thick, smoky layer of eyeliner to enhance his eyes. When she’d done she fixed it with a sticking charm.

“There, now even is you rub your eyes it’s not going to come off. Now sit still for a bit longer while I do your hair,” she said, pointing her wand at him once more.

With a quick spell she had his hair perfectly straight so that it hung down his back, thick, shiny and luscious.

“Done. Now all you have to do is get changed and make sure Ron’s ready on time. I’ll be back when I’m done,” she said as she left.

As he gathered together all of the things that he’d need, he silently cast the glamour that Severus had taught him that would hide the scar on his back. Just as he’d finished Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville emerged from the bathroom amid a billow of steam, laughing and joking.

“Ron, get your ass over here or Hermione is going to geld me,” he shouted.

“Yes Sir,” he laughed with a bow. With a towel wrapped firmly around his hips he went to sit on Harry’s bed, surprised when he found himself suddenly dry.

“Don’t want you getting my bed wet,” Harry grinned.

Over the last year Ron had grown both up and out. He was now only two or three inches shorter than Severus and ha the broad shoulders of a championship beater. Strangely his hair had darkened a few shades, although he was still unmistakably a Weasley. In short he’d turned into a very attractive young man. With a quick spell Harry lengthened Ron’s hair till it was about the same length as his own, with a slight wave. He then braided it into one thick rope of hair that hung down between his shoulder blades.

“There you go. Hermione can do your eyes when she gets back,” he said getting up from the bed.

“Right. I never did get to see what you’re wearing,” Ron said as he move over to his trunk to pull things out of it.

“No and I don’t know what you’ve got wither. Turn around and don’t look or you’ll get the shock of your life,” he said as he stripped off his boxers and slipped into his trousers, pulling the ribbons tight.

“Is it safe?”

“Yeah,” he said, snapping his cuffs into place and sliding his feet into his boots, before putting the collar around his neck.

“Merlin, did you spray those on?!” Ron asked when he saw Harry’s trousers.

“No, but they are fun to get into. Here come and put this on for me,” he said, holding out the length of plaited leather.

Moving over to the bed again Ron tied it around his bicep, poking him when he was done.

“You can tell you’ve been training. You used to be a right scrawny little guy.”

“Thanks! It’s amazing what hours of pulling a long bow can do for you though,” he said with a smile.

“Right, suppose I better get ready then if I want to keep all of my tackle.”

Twenty minutes later and they were both ready and sat on Ron’s bed, waiting for Hermione to turn up. Ron was also dressed in leather trousers, although not as tight and calf high boots. On his top half was a tight sleeveless black shirt that fastened wit a single button in the middle. Dean and Seamus were dressed in matching suits and trilby’s, one in white and one in black, while Neville was dressed as a druid in a white robe and carrying a large crystal topped staff. All of them had commented on Harry’s trousers, Seamus asking if they restricted the flow of blood to his brain. They were sat talking and laughing when the door suddenly burst open and an angel floated into the room.

Hermione stepped into view, her hair tamed into soft ringlets that fell around her face, gold paint lining her eyes. Large amounts of floaty white material was draped around her body and over one shoulder in a Grecian style, fastened with a golden clasp. On her feet gold sandals laced up over her calves to stop at the knee. The most magnificent thing about her costume however, were the two white wings that seemingly sprouted from her back. Every head in the room turned to look at her, five jaws simultaneously dropping, Harry’s included.

“What?” she asked.

“You look, well… wow!” Ron said.

“It’s ok then?” she asked, doing a slow turn.

“Hermione you look amazing,” Harry grinned.

“Why thank you. You’re not too shabby yourself hot stuff.”

“What about me?” Ron whined.

“You always look good,” she said, kissing him on the cheek.

“That’s alright then.”

“Sit down so that I can do your eyeliner.”

When she’d applied a layer of eyeliner to match Harry’s and fixed it in place, she picked up a can that she’d brought with her and proceeded to spray it all over her hair until she was lost in a hazy cloud, Ron coughing and spluttering next to her.

“What the hell is that?!” he gasped.

“Hairspray,” she said, giving a final spritz.

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“Oh don’t over react Ron. How to you fancy making a big entrance?” she said with a devious smile.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

“Well…”

Half an hour later and everyone was in the Great Hall listening to the Weird Sisters playing. Suddenly the doors burst open with a bang and in walked Ron and Hermione, flanking a large black wolf. Everyone in the room turned to look at the newcomers, including Severus who smirked at the spectacle. Even as the crowd parted to let them pass, the wolf started to change, its form shifting until it rose onto two feet, perhaps the most beautiful man many had ever seen stood in its place. Severus was pretty sure that if his trousers weren’t so tight he’d have been in serious trouble. Harry looked stunning and he was all his. Right now he wanted to do nothing more than throw the young man up against a wall and claim him.

“Are you hiding from me lover?” came a purred question through their link.

“Merlin you are beautiful,” he said in a slightly breathy voice.

“You like it then?”

“Yes, but right now I’d much prefer to it off you and fuck you over the first available table until you come screaming my name,” he growled.

Hearing that he felt his knees go weak and he stumbled a step, Ron catching hold of his arm.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

“Fine,” he managed to squeak, trying not to picture what Severus wanted to do to him.

“Come on, everyone’s still watching so let’s go find somewhere to sit.”

“Good idea,” Hermione said, steering them towards a vacant bench near the wall.

As he sat own and pressed his bare back against the cool stone wall to try and regain his composure he saw him, half hidden in the shadows and all rational thought left him. He’d never in all his life seen a more attractive man than at that moment. He had dressed as people would have expected, if the rumours were true that was. He wore a long tight fighting robe of black that was lined in blood red. As he moved it shimmered slightly in the light. it had a high collar but a deep open neck that showed a healthy portion of pale skin that just begged to be tasted. The material clung to the top half of his body like a second skin, only to flair out at his hips and hang loosely around long legs, silver clasps holding it closed down the front, stopping just short of his trousers. Lean legs had been squeezed into tight leather and dragonhide boots encased feet, rising to the knee. His hair was clean and glossy, tied at the nape of his neck with a deep red ribbon. Over the last year he’d lost the sallowness in his skin so that now he was just naturally pale, but tonight he almost glowed and when he noticed Harry watching him he smirked, giving the younger man a glimpse of what he could have sworn was fang.

“Gah,” he gasped at the sight.

“What?” asked Ron.

“He.. I… oh… gah!” he said, unable to find the right words or tear his gaze away from the other man.

Following his line of vision they saw Severus stood further down the hall. As they watched he raised a glass of red wine to his lips and drank, running his tongue lightly over the rim, making Harry whimper.

“Oh. He looks good,” said Hermione.

“it’s certainly… different,” said Ron as he picked up three glasses of punch from a nearby table.

“Oh god. I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it through tonight,” Harry whispered into his glass.

“Well you can’t leave now, not after that entrance, people are still watching. Wait a while though and you should be able to slip away unnoticed,” Hermione said quietly.

“Ewww, that’s really not something I want to think about. Oh crap he’s coming over!” yelped Ron.

“That was a rather eccentric entrance don’t you think Mr Potter,” Severus said, standing in front of him so that they we’re both shielded from view.

“Yes,” he squeaked.

“How very typical of you,” he said, his voice dropping into a low and seductive tone.

“Oh god Sev don’t, or secrecy be damned, I will do something,” he pleaded.

“You’ve been very bad Mr Potter,” he purred quietly.

That was the last straw and suddenly Harry was on his feet.

“I… errr… need to go… to the loo… yeah,” he said, stumbling over his words before he rushed from the room.

“That was mean,” Hermione said quietly.

“Yes and I’m sure I will pay for it handsomely,” he replied, before gliding out of the room, reaching out with his magic for his lover.

He didn’t have to search for long before he felt a familiar tingle from one of the empty classrooms. Checking that no one was watching he opened the door and stepped into the gloom, only to be roughly shoved back against the door, a pair of lips crashing down on his own. As Harry’s tongue plundered his mouth it brushed over a fang, making him shiver. So he hadn’t imagined things after all. The lips left his, only to push aside the collar of his robe and latch onto his neck, sucking hard, marking him and claiming him.

“You will pay for that Severus Tobias Snape,” growled a voice in his ear as hands fumbled with his belt.

The next thing he knew his wrists were being held in a firm grip with one hand while the other tightened the belt around them, effectively shackling him. This was a side of Harry that he’d never seen before, but it was one that he liked as he became impossibly hard.

“You should be punished Severus,” Harry whispered in his ear as he unfastened the man’s trousers and pushed them to the floor, before turning him around and pressing him roughly against the wall.

Pulling the whip out of his boot, he trailed it up the back of one lean leg, pushing aside the robe to rap him over the backside, making Severus gasp, moan and harden even more if it was possible.

“Oh… Harry,” he moaned. If anyone saw him like this right now, he was sure that he’d be ridiculed for the rest of his life, but when he was with Harry he didn’t care. He’d beg and gasp and moan and it didn’t matter because this was love and it was wonderful.

“Do you want me Severus? Do you want me to fuck you, make you shout my name as you come?” he purred in his ear, slipping a hand into the robe to pinch a nipple as his tongue traced the shell of his ear.

“Ah… please, Harry.”

“Lean on the wall for me Severus,” he said, casting a silencing spell on the room and the lubrication and preparation charms with a wave of his hand, unlacing his trousers and pushing them down.

Pushing aside the robe once more he smoothed his hands over pale skin as Severus braced himself against the wall. He loved the feel of being completely surrounded by his tall lover, but he knew it wouldn’t, couldn’t, last long.

“Are you ready love?”

“Yes, just do it!” he said, just before Harry plunged into him in one swift move, making him gasp and cry out.

Already he could feel completion just around the corner, but by sheer willpower alone he clamped down on it, setting up a punishing pace, pounding into Severus over and over again, slipping a hand around to grip the other man’s cock and pump it in time with his thrusts.

“Oh… Harry. Can’t… last long.”

“Come for me then Sev,” he said, giving one final tug as he came, Severus joining him to coat his hand and the wall.

He pulled out and they both fell to the floor in a sticky, tangled heap. When they finally caught their breath, Harry cast a cleaning charm and snuggled closer to the taller man, completely oblivious to the cold stone floor.

“Oh,” he whispered.

“Oh indeed,” Severus replied.

“I didn’t hurt you did i?”

“No, it was amazing.”

“I don’t know what came over me.”

“Neither do I, but I enjoyed it.”

“Really?” he asked, looking up at the other man.

“Very much so,” he smiled, leaning down to kiss him.


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To the luberly reviewers *hands out much needed rags*

bet you didn't expect that did you? XD hehehe

Kurai -- yes i am afraid that harry does always seem to get the short end of the stick but no he's not pregnant

Slytherdor -- you're welcome, did the hug make you feel better? *gives you another one, just in case* oops, i seem to have made a mess of you again! *scoops you back into the bucket* you just rest there

Mya Malfoy -- newbie!! *glomp* welcome welcome! yeah who says sevvie-poo can't be sweet? after all he doesn't have the opportunity to be sweet before... i try not to make it to nauseatingly sappy but every now and then you needa little sweetness glad you're enjoying it though

Amanda Rose -- stereotypical light costume for mione but it just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me oh man wish i'd thought of the death eater idea... think dumbles would have had something to say though, shame would have been a right laugh XD and yes growing up is totally overrated!

ladyroo88 -- CANDY!! *falls on it like a starving hyena* nomnomnom... and my mum might have put me in a bad situation... but it does lead to chapters like this one XD

mis -- you can indeed have a leathered up draco... you may have to fight for him later on though but for now he's all yours and too right he's "my" sevvie... harry ain't preggers either XD

Dragonsnurse -- no i haven't been getting your reviews... i wondered where you'd gone *hugs you* but you're back now so it's all good :) *dies at the thought of your gift* oh my! as for my flamer... nah leave her be it's funny watching her make an idiot of herself!

QueenNilya -- oo gimme some burners and some shiners i'll take anything! i'll lay on my front and type while you do it if you want XD hope your hubby is still alive! harry ain't preggars!!

password -- neither cross over nor plot switch really, i just sort of borrowed and partially adapted the idea of wild magic itself

kirigirl -- nope not near future but yes he does seem to attract everything crap doesn't he?

Werewolf Mistress -- yeah robin and jacob used to go to the same college as me but then they left and i stayed there so i don't see them anymore... sometimes still talk to robin... and sadly i know think naughty things when i am talking to him! hehe thank you

DefiantThrallXxX -- *looks around her new dungeon* oh... my... god! nope he's definatly NOT pregnant sorry. wow glad i can brighten up your day even if it's only a little. did you get your paper finished? i should be doig my seminar work... but this is FAR more important!

kunitsu -- hehe yeah shale is a cutey but i sometimes forget all about him and then realise that he hasn't turned up for several chapters... bad me! i'm not sure you want to see ALL the naughty things in my head!

Slowly Disappearing -- yeah harry can be a mommy when the war is all over and done with and he can marry sevvie too!

Vyator -- hyper? what makes you say that? aren't i always hyper? yus vampy fanged kisses and nibbles for you... just you wait till we get together i'll nibble on you good and proper!

BuraddoFuuhaizu -- sorry but your wish i cannot grant for poor sweet harry is not pregnant and will not be after halloween... well you can see why *points to chapter* kinda on the wrong end really.

ok so harry is NOT pregnant and will not be now either okies? just to get that sorted
now R&R please my lovers