Datenshi - Fallen Angel

A/N: maybe this will be my last chapter... I don't know. We'll see as we go along... I'm thinking of maybe having an epilogue... Why are you still looking here? On with the story!!!

Chapter 6
The Night of observation and secrets revealed.

As dinner rolled around both of the two most feared teachers, Harry Potter and Severus Snape, both had pixies in their stomachs. As the sat at the dinner table talking casually like coworkers do everyone at the staff table could sense the tension. There wasn't much they could do about it, everyone assumed it was because of the past relations.


Harry's nervous was starting to get the best of him. This night he would be spending the night in Severus' chambers. It was a nerve wracking though to be left alone in the same set of rooms as the potion master let alone being under a surveillance spell too boot. If it wasn't for the fact that he was on the brink of insanity because of lack of sleep he would have canceled tonight. Though that wasn't the case.

The memories of him being in Severus' chambers hit him hard, really hard. There wasn't a way in hell that he was going to stay completely in control while he was there that night. He already just wanted to kneel on the carpet every time he went into Severus' chambers. He had to mentally tell himself not to. Though it was getting harder each time, tonight might just be his breaking point.


Severus felt like a schoolboy on his first date. All that was going to happen tonight was a simple observation, nothing fancy. He kept reminding himself. Harry will not be kneeling by his chair when he walks in, nor will he be in his bed. He has prepared the guest room right next to him for the observation to take place in.

He sighed inwardly because he secretly wanted something to happen that night though he knew nothing would. He wanted things back to how they use to be before Harry left Hogwarts. He simply wanted to run his hand through those unruly locks just one last time. If his wishes were granted he could die a happy man.


By the time 8 o'clock came around both of the men's nerves were high strung. They didn't talk to anyone during the night and they secretly wished that 8 would come quicker. Though when it did Harry made his on time appearance at Severus' chamber door, which opened for him.

He stepped in slowly "Severus?" he heard a mumble from the workroom. He made his way there and found Severus making a potion. "Need help?"

Severus shook his head. "I am quite capable of finishing this potion by myself. Go get ready for bed when I am done I will administer the dreamless sleep and begin. You will have an early night tonight Harry."

Harry sighed softly. He was hoping slightly that Severus wouldn't be so business like but then again this had to do with potions and he was bound to be professional. Harry made his way to the bathroom and prepared himself for bed. He slide on his silk sleeping pants and a silk shirt, which didn't get used very often. He walked into the guest room, which was connected to the master bedroom by a door.

He looked around silently remembering how many times he had used this bed room in his senior room. Everyone thought that he was spending his time with a girl in the room of requirements. They would have been surprised to find out he had fallen in love with the most hated professor at Hogwarts.


As soon as Harry left the workroom Severus cursed himself. Why was it that he always sounded so professional whenever he talked about potions to any body. He looked longingly at the door a few moments then continued on with the potion it wasn't going to brew itself.

The reason why he had started that potion was to calm his nerves before Harry got here. Truth be told he was very anxious about this over night deal. Sure they would be sleeping in different beds in different rooms but he didn't want it to turn out like old times. There wasn't much he could do about it though.

When he first saw Harry with out his glamour he looked pale and stretched. He knew that if this were to continue then the boy would certainly go insane from sleep deprivation.

He recalled all to well what sleep deprivation could do to the body. While he lived the double role as spy he hadn't gotten much sleep. Between spying on two sides and grading papers very little sleep fell with in the potion master's grasp. It wasn't like there was much that he could do about it back then but now he relished in the thought of sleeping a full 8 hours.

He aligned the vials and started to fill them with the pepper-me-up potion that Poppy had asked for and made his way to the guest room. He has already prepared the dreamless sleep had placed it on the dresser.

He stood at the door for a little while just observing Harry. The younger man seemed to be in a deep line of though. He was playing with the buttons on his shirt's sleeve.

"Alright Harry you're going to have to take off your glamour so I can asses what's wrong with you." Harry looked a little nervous but dropped his glamour anyways. His face had grown paler, the bags were a sickening purple. He looked worn out. "Take this." He said handing over the vial of dreamless sleep. "I've put a monitoring spell on the room. I will see you later"


Harry nodded and downed the potion with a grimace. There had to be a way to make these potions taste better. Sleep settled over him as he slide under the covers faintly realizing that they were the same covers that he had 5 years ago. Nothing else sunk in as sleep claimed him.


It mustn't have been more then 2 hours when a scream pierced the silent air of the potion master's rooms. Severus bounded from bed, where he had been trying to sleep, and checked on Harry. The Savior of the wizarding world was tossing and turning flailing. Sometime during this his sleeves rolled up.

Severus held the other man trying to wake him. It took several moments till Harry's eyes flew open and was breathing hard. For the first time since this whole ordeal began the potion's master finally got a good look at Harry's wrists. They were scared severely, so newer then others and one still have a scab on it.

Sev's whole world crumbled. Since when had Harry been cutting? He racked his brain trying to remember if any of those scars had been there 5 years ago. The answer was. No scars had been on his wrists. On his back, torso, legs yes. But his wrists, never once had there been a blemish. As the young man in his relaxed slowly Severus' mind was reeling on how to approach the subject.


Harry woke with a start. He wasn't alone this time; some one had their arms around him trying to calm him down. He leaned against the older man firm chest as he tried to catch his breath. He was shaking viably. He knew he was.

He stared at the wall willing the images out of his head. Willing the image of Severus' corpse to vacate his mind. He knew fully well that the arms wrapped around his waist right now were those of his once lover, though it didn't put the pictures at bay.

He snuggled into his chest slightly and then realized that his wrist were uncovered. He pulled away quickly and covered up his wrists again. He hoped that Severus hadn't noticed but knowing the potion master he probably already had.

Harry turned and looked at the potion master and he could tell he was speechless. There was only one other time he had seen the potion master like this and that was the fist time he told him he loved him. He looked away not wanting to meet his gaze. He felt hands touch his shoulder lightly and silently whisper of "why" tickle on his ears.

"It doesn't matter anymore. What ever I could say has long past time. There is nothing I can do now except alleviate the pain." Severus' grip got tighter. "I won't tell you so stop trying." He didn't look at the man in question "I could as you why you've become a drunk also."


Severus felt the boy tense under his hands. He bit his tongue as he listened to the reply. He unconsciously tightens his grip on Harry's shoulders. As the explanation continues he listens intently. The last sentence knocked the wind out of his. That blasted painting told.

Severus struggled with himself for a moment about whether he should tell or not. He sighed softly and whispered "If I told you it was because I missed you terribly and didn't want to ruin your happiness and your life by being in it. Would you believe me?"


Harry listened to Severus' words. Should he believe the man that broke his heart into a million pieces? Or should he run while he could. All he could do was nodded. It was only faire to give him an explication after he did answer His question. "I've felt empty with out you in my life... This is my way to actually feel something, anything. The only feeling I've felt for the last five years has been hurt. Though you seemed to have moved on so I didn't mention anything."

The two men looked at each other and something struck them at the same time. They had both though the other had moved on and they were pinning away for no reason. Both of the men started to laugh wildly, they had been so stupid.

"Now about this dreamless sleep potion I'm suppose to be making you... It appears you need it fairly strong." Severus pondered.

"Sev no offence but. Shut up." He kissed the potion master for the first time in five years.


A/N: Did you like it? Huh? Huh? Huh? Ok I'm laying off the chocolate I promise.