Crush of the Black Silk Boxers

A/N: Wow, this took me a long time to update, and readers still out there??? HELLO???? ANyways, the long wait was partly due to my comp, and partly due to my being a lazy ass, I\'m sorry. Also, this isn\'t the greatest chapter, but the story was just to simple, i had to fix it up a bit, it will get better, honest. Can you ever love me? Anyways, thank you to my wonderful reviewers: Relicwitch (2), Katie K (2), Lychee (2), Greeneyes$, CMM, Anon, Aliciamasters, Tall Freak, Loren, Rane, Kitsune Morgan, Larimar, Drake, Nevwyn, Jinx, Archangelic, Magdelena, & Kat. Thank you all so much, your reviews mean a lot to me. ANyways, here\'s the story, I love you all!


Severus Snape stared at the young man before him, giving him one good long look before raising a tell-tale eyebrow in question. \"Have you forgotten why you are here, Potter? I am not keeping you around for the fun of it, that\'s for sure.\" Severus felt almost guilty for forcing the young man back into the present, but it wouldn\'t do to have \"The Savior\" go out and get himself killed right after finishing the war. He watched as Harry\'s mood visibly fell for a minute, before he perked up again. \'He\'s avoiding thinking about what happened. That cannot be good for him.\'

\"You\'re right, of course. So how about when the Death Eaters are all rounded up? Can we go out clubbing then?\" Harry sat down again, smiling, his clothes changing back to what they were, including the large tear. Severus just shook his head. \"Come on, it would be fun.\"

\"You can do whatever you want when you leave, Potter. I don\'t really care if you go clubbing or not.\" At the potion\'s master\'s harsh words, Harry sunk back into his seat. Severus looked across the desk at him for a moment before deciding to speak his mind. \"Harry, have you even stopped to think about what has just happened? You need to take some time to acknowledge the people who have died. Thinking about what happened may be hard, but it\'s better than trying to repress the thoughts and having them come back to haunt you later.\"

Having said his part, the potion\'s master could only watch as Harry sunk further in upon himself. \"Who all died?\" It may not be a nice topic, but Severus knew it was better to get it out on the table now before it was too late.

\"In regards to people who you knew personally, Hagrid, Tonks, and Moody. Pettigrew also died, and Lupin is at Saint Mungo\'s in stable condition. About 10 other aurors died, and over hald of Voldemort\'s supporters are either dead or in Azkaban. Voldemort is indeed dead, the dark mark has vanished, leaving only a scar in it\'s place, and the remaining Death Eaters are being rounded up as we speak.\" He sat quietly as Harry took in all the facts and came to terms with it, or at least started to. It was to the boys credit that he remained quietly seated and didn\'t break down again.

\"Can I go visit Remus soon? And when are the funerals?\" Severus inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. \'He may not be facing it fully, but at least he\'s not hiding from it either. Thank Merlin, I don\'t think I could handle it if he was a head case for the duration of his stay.\'

\"A visit to Lupin can be arranged for you, Harry. As for the funerals, they will happen once the Death Eaters have been captured. Dumbledore believes any of the dark lord\'s supporters still left might find out about the funerals and use them as a chance to get at you.\" Harry nodded and sighed, looking much more exhausted than he had a moment ago, and Severus felt the need for a change of topic. \"Are you any good at chess, Harry?\"

The ebony-haired teen looked up in surprise. \"I\'m okay I guess, why?\" He watched as the older man proceeded to retrieve a dusty chess set from on of the many cabinets in the room and set it on the table between them. He did a quick spell to clean the set up, and proceeded to set up the pieces before finally looking up to respond to the question.

\"Care for a game?\" Harry was quiet surprised, but readily agreed and set out his pieces. Oddly enough, the chess set was of the muggle variety, and the pieces didn\'t do anything. Before he could get a question in though, the game had begun, and trying to keep up with such an intelligent man as Severus took all his concentration. In the end, Harry got his arse kicked all 3 times they played, and though he was up for another try, the potion\'s master called it a night. That night, Harry fell asleep to the thought of \'What kind of clothes would he wear to a club???\'


A/N: Well there you go, I promise things will advance faster now, so look foreward to more good stuff to come. Anyways, please review if you\'re still out there, love you!