Death Eater Takes a Holiday
Serious Sirius talks
Chapter 7: Serious Sirius talks
Ron sat by the fire with Pig preening his now dry feathers
in his lap. A large brown owl had just come with a letter for him. Hermione had
finallttentten an owl this year for Christmas, and was able to send post now
without having to wait for Hedwig or Pig to come by.
"Hermione says she has a surprise and to be here in the
common room at 10:00 tonight." Harry noticed that Ron quickly pocketed the
note when Harry asked what else she had to say. "Oh, she said she's fine,
you know, stuff like that," said Ron, with a pink tinge to his cheeks.
Harry had asked just to bug him.
Ron had changed the subject to quidditch, and was surprised
to see how much Sev had joined in the conversation. For Harry it was like a
history lesson in quidditch. Ron had
known all there was to know on the subject, talking about great games from the
past, and Sev remembered them like he'd just seen the games. Apparently
Dumbledore only faded out memories that would be detrimental to his vacation.
Occasionally they mentioned something Harry remembered from 'Quidditch
Trouhe Ahe Ages' and he was able to contribute to the conversation. It was
odd watching Ron and Sev talk about a subject they both enjoyed. Harry mostly
sat back watching them argue over the poor choice of Seeker the Chudley Cannons
had made in 1973, thus sending them into their loosing streak. Ron was slightly
flustered when Sev commented on Ron's ability to remember so many years of
quidditch stats. "You must have great grades if you can remember so many
details like that,&q sai said Sev innocently. Ron stuttered out some excuse for
wanting to reread Hermione's letter and went over to the other side of the
room. Harry tried not to laugh at the whole thing, as Sev walked past him and
winked at Harry.
When ten o'clock rolled around Ron nearly jumped out of his
skin to see Hermione's face in the fire.
"It's done!" She said excitedly. "I've got my
parents house on the Floo network." She went on to tell them all the
legalities they had to go through to get a muggle house on the network, but
since Hermione's last birthday she was recognized as an adult witch, so Floo
privileges were approved when they signed documents with the Ministry. This was
her first time fire-talking from home.
Harry noticed a few times that Sev would look over to swhomwhom they were talking to. Hermione had also noticed a few unfamiliar faces.
Ron explained that with so few students staying, all the boys had been placed
in Gryffindor tower.
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"Hermione, settle something for us will you?" said
Harry. "I think Snape's calmed down this year in class in an effort to
offset the House rivalries that have gotten so bad and Ron thinks Dumbledore
ordered him to go easy after the battle on Privet Drive over the summer.
Hermione shook her head, and rolled her eyes.
"You’re both clueless," she said with a laugh.
"What makes you think Snape has changed at all in the last seven
years?" They looked at her, clueless, and she sighed. "Didn't you
remember Colin's little brother complaining last week? He's just like he was to
his class as he was to ours two years ago. Professor Snape should be able to
relax a le wle with a seventh year class. Even if we screw up a potion, we know
enough not to blow things up anymore. Harry, when has he ever treated you
special when something happed to you?" It was Ron that answered her
question, contradicting his earlier statement.
"Yeah right after they gave you Sirius' Order of
Merlin, McGonagall gave you a few days off of class to get yourself together.
And what did Snape do, but load you up with an extra long essay," said
Ron, sneering. Harry nodded, he remembered thinking how it would be nice to get
a few days to himself while the others were in class, but it was too much time
alone and made him fester in his thoughts. It was Snape's extra work that kept
his mind occupied when the emotions had gotten to be too much to bear. Did he know he'd been the one to help me
through? Hermione interrupted Harry
from his thoughts.
"Is that a student? I think I would have remembered him."
Ron mouth hung open for a moment before speaking.
"What do you mean by that?" Ron was quick to be
jealous. Harry laughed.
uot;uot; she she means, Ron," said Harry, raising his
eyebrows at Hermione "…Is, who is Tall, Dark and Sexy playing chess over
there."
"Harry!" said Ron, rather shocked. Harry motioned
to Sev to come over and introduced them.
"Sev is staying here at Hogwarts this week. Sev, this
is Hermione Granger. She's friefriend I was telling you about. Hermione this is
Sev, Severus Snape." Harry was quite impressed at how well she held her
composure. They exchanged pleasantries, and Harry pulled Sev away before she
could say something about him being a professor. "Ron, I'll let you
explain it to her." said Harry with a smile, and took Severus upstairs.
Harry plopped on his bed, grabbing that big chocolate egg
that Mrs. Weasley sent him for Easter. Harry motioned for Sev to come over and
he broke open the egg to reveal more sweets inside. Harry explained that he had
pulled Sev upstairs to give Ron privacy with Hermione, and he didn't have to
stay with him if he had something else to do. Sev chuckled, taking a few pieces
of chocola
"And miss out on Chocolate? No way." Harry smiled
and put the egg between them to share. They sat in a comfortable silence,
occasionally battling for the same piece of candy.ry dry did his best not to
stare when Sev licked the melted chocolate from his fingers. Severus looked at
the Order of Merlin on the bedside table.
"You and Sirius must have been very close," said
Sev, cursing himself inwardly. He wasn’t going to ask, but he couldn't stand
not knowing if Sirius was his lost love, and hated the pang of jealousy he
felt. He had no claim on Harry whatsoever.
"Sorry, you don't have to talk about it."
"I don't mind; it's nice to be able to talk about him
and not get a look of pity from people." Severus was relived at his
response. He had been wondering about him since he first noticed the award in
the box. "Sirius was killed this summer in the battle I told you about.
Hermione and Ron were there for me, but if you've never lost someone you really
have no idea what the person is going through." Sev nodded. "They
were afraid to talk about Sirius in case it would upset me. After a while
people move on, they don't know that you're still hurting. It's been about
eight months now; sometimes it feels like it was yesterday and it hurts so bad,
but other times it seems like forever ago; it's just nice to remember
him." Harry smiled, looking at nothing in particular as if remembering
something speci&quo"Ironically the person he was accused of killing years
ago was also at the battle. When they found him (also dead), Sirius was
acquitted of all charges and received his award posthumously for his part in
the war."
"Did I know Sirius?" Sev asked tentatively. Harry
nodded
"You did; you were in the same year here at Hogwarts.
You two didn't get along very well." Sev snorted. "He really didn't
like you," Harry saaughaughing. Sev rolled his eyes. Harry was gazing back
into nothing again.
"He loved me."
Sev's face was impassive. Harry was going to tell him what
he wanted to know, but now he wasn't so sure he wanted to hear it.
"Sirius loved me as Harry. He was the only one who ever
did. He never saw me like everyone else did. He knew me as Harry and he loved
me. In my sixth year here I admitted to myself I wasn't interested in girls. It
was Sirius that clinched it. I had such a crush on him. He had known my family,
but I didn't get to really know him until about three years ago. I think he
knew I had a crush on him, but he didn’t let on. We spent a lot of time
together my sixth year and I realized that he was special, but he was like
family. A lover I would keep till death do us part, but family is forever. I
got over the crush, I wanted forever. We were going to live together when I
graduated."
"He sounds like a great guy." Sev said honestly.
"Why is it I hated him?" He added the last part for levity, hoping
Harry didn't interpret it as being disrespectful.
"Ha, don't worry, I think it's safe to say your
feelings for Sirius were well founded.
House rivalries," he added as explanation. Severus
nodded in understanding. There was no point in finding out more; he would
remember it next week.
"He was great. He came for me that day. I'd left him my
racing broom over the summer; he flew it to my window, blasted the bars off
with such force that the house shook." Sev wondered why Harry would have
bars on his window, but didn't interrupt. "When my relatives saw him they
went crazy. He wouldn't tell me what he had done with them, but when he carried
me down the stairs he was giggling. We realized when we got down stairs that
there was an attack on the house. Siri brought me to the basement and put up a
protection barrier.”
“In the commotion with my relatives my broom was destroyed.
Sirius had bought it for me. He spoiled me rotten. Before he left to join the
battle he told me when it was all over the first thing we would do was go out
and buy a new broom. I didn't care about the broom; I wanted to help in the
battle, but I was in no shape to help and he wouldn't hear of it. He told me I
should stay safe and think about what kind of broom I wanted and whe cam came
back for me we would go flying for hours. I never him him again."
Harry picked up the box containing the medal, and swallowed
hard. "They gave this to me with the key to his vault. I did like he said.
I went to his vault, pulled out a pile of galleons, and bought the best racing
broom I could find. I put up a barrier on the quidditch pitch so no one would
bother me and flew ‘till I was numb."
Sev wiped a single tear from Harry's face, resting his hand
on his shoulder. Harry took a few calming breaths before speaking again.
"I've never had anyone to talk to that didn't know at least some of the
story already. Ron and Hermione have been amazing, they're always there to
listen, but they know me so well; I've never told them the story all the way
through like I just did.
“I always thought if I told the whole story I would freak out
and cry for days. I probably would have if it were six mo ago ago. What you
must think of me…" Harry trailed off from his ramblings. Severus moved the
chocolates from between them and pulled Harry over for a reassuring hug.
"It would be ok if you were freaking out, Harry. Thank
you. Thank you for telling me your story." Harry sat up and smiled.
"I'm glad you feel safe enough with me to share something so
personal." Harry listened to his words, not once moving his eyes away. Sev
watched as Harry's expression slowly changed from content to realization. His
en een eyes seemed to look right through him.
"I feel safe with you because you were always there for
me." Harry said seeing Sev's look of disbelief. "No, not this week;
for as long as I could remember you've always been there. Even if I didn't want
you to be, before I knew you were protecting me. You've done so much for me
that I wasn't even aware of. Some of it I didn't even realize till tonight
while I was talking to Hermione. When every one around me treated me different
because of whatever was going on, you never changed. You were my constant. When
everyone was praising my name, you were the same snarky bastard." Harry
said with a laugh. "But at the drop of a hat, or a slip of a tongue the
masses would turn on me. You never wavered. Even if it was distaste I got from
you, I could always count on one little part of my world staying stable. All
this year I thought you were changing and I'm realizing that you never have, I
just never looked close enough."
Sev wasn’t sure where this was ending up. While he was glad
to hear he had been there for Harry, the words snarky bastard and distaste made
him wonder if Harry didn't want them to get together after Monday when he got
back all his memories. Harry needed him there the way he always had been, so
where were they to go from here?
His questions were answered when he felt soft lips meet his
own. Sev stiffened in surprise only for a second before responding. Harry's
tongue slid across his lip bng fng for entrance, sending a shiver down his
spine. Sev opened his mouth slightly, allowing him in. Harry ran his fingers
through silky black hair, pulling his head down for the hungry, almost
desperate kiss. When they came up for air, Sev ran his hand down Harry's backside,
pulling him into his lap, capturing his lips once more, and tasting of
chocolate.
Tongues battled for dominance, neither caring who won. Hands
roamed everywhere they could reach in exploration. Long fingers came to rest on
Harry’s right hip, pulling him even closer. Harry winced and Sev stilled not
wanting to push him too fast.
"Sorry," whispered Harry, pulling his wand out.
"Almost impaled myself." Sev tried not to laugh and spoil the mood.
Harry was about to slide the wand under his pillow when he looked around the
room; with a quick swish he spelled the curtains on this bed closed and threw
in a silencing charm for good measure. His wand and Sirius' award safely under
his pillow, Harry gave Sev a grin and pounced on him. The remaining chocolates
bounced about the bed haphazardly. Robes and any other obstructing fabric were
tossed off as fast as two can do without taking their lips off each other.
Severus moaned as Harry latched onto his neck. Harry
continued to taste, lick and nibble on ever inch of the body laid out before
him. Strong hawrapwrapped around to caress and squeeze Sev's arse while Harry
took in his length again and again. Sweet noises of approval spilled from Sev's
mouth as Harry swallowed around him unexpectedly.
Severus moved his hands from Harry's dark hair to claw at
the sheets, as the urge to pump became urgent.
"Oh, Harry that’s so…" Sev panted. "I'm
gonna'…" The hot mouth devouring him sucked harder, quickening the pace as
gentle hands massaged his balls, sending Sev over the edge. Harry swallowed
around the pulsing shaft until Severus convulsed from its sensitivity. With one
more lick to make Severus quiver, Harry grinned and climbed up to lay next the
recovering Severus. "That was amazing Harry. You're so hot," he said,
catching his breath. Harry ran a lazy hand across his chest and abs while he
listened to his breathing even out. Harry looked up again to see Sev’s eyes
closed; he had drifted off to sleep. He cuddled closer and enjoyed the
opportunity to study the man's face. He looked so peaceful and sated. Harry had
found a Ravenclaw seventh year with an affinity for men, but a snog in an out
cove or grope in the Astronomy Tower paled in comparison to having Severus in
his own bed.