Where's the Party?

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Harry turned to see Ron emerging from the kitchen, drink in hand and eyes wide as saucers. He followed Ron’s line of vision to see that Remus had found Draco. Remus had his hands on Draco’s arse and his tongue down the younger man’s throat. Draco wasn’t trying to fight him off in the least.

Harry laughed as Ron threw his glass and leaped over bodies and furniture to get to the object of his desires before Remus could completely devour him.

“Get your paws off MY Draco!!”

Finally reaching the pair, Ron shoved Remus away, knocking him onto his butt with a thump. Before Draco could even think to move away, Ron captured him in a rough kiss, his hands groping at every part of the blond he could reach.

Remus stood up and leaned in close to them.

“How about a threesome?” His face fell as both boys waved him off.

As he walked away sulking, he heard Draco say to Ron, “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to do that?”

Remus came to stand next to Severus, his head hanging low. He sighed heavily and waved his hand at Harry and Severus. “Well, just kiss him and lets go.” They both snickered at the disappointment in the man’s voice.

Harry turned to Severus, his arms crossed over his chest protectively, a bored look on his face. “Go on. Kiss me and get it over with.”

Severus’ eyes widened and he tried to swallow a lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. He felt his palms begin to sweat and his heart race. He couldn’t understand the way his body reacted to Harry. It wasn’t as though he were in love with the young man. He leaned into the slightly shorter wizard and pressed their lips together briefly before pulling back.

Remus sighed. “Severus, your own rules apply. ‘A minimum of ten seconds’. That wasn’t even TWO seconds!”

Severus suppressed a groan. Harry’s face had gone totally blank, he didn’t even blink. He tried again to swallow the lump and took a deep breath. He tilted Harry’s chin up slightly and leaned in again.

~*~

This time when their lips met, Severus felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his brain, his heart, and finally settled on his raging erection. He felt Harry gasp and open his mouth, and immediately took the opportunity to plunge into the warm, wet depth head first. His tongue licked along Harry’s smooth teeth, the roof of his mouth, his cheeks and finally caressed Harry’s own tongue. His hands slid over Harry’s shoulders and up into his wild black hair.

He pulled back suddenly. He realized that while Harry wasn’t fighting him, he wasn’t exactly participating, either. Harry’s eyes had remained closed, and Severus could feel his own begin to water. Harry’s lack of involvement was more of a rejection than a slap in the face.

Severus grabbed Remus’ wrist tightly and pulled him toward the door, his head bowed, not wanting to look at anyone. Once outside, Remus pulled him to a stop.

“Oh, Severus, I’m so sorry,” Remus whispered seeing the pain in Severus’ eyes. “I never meant for you to be hurt.”

“It was stupid!” Severus said angrily, still holding Remus’ wrist. “I never should have let you talk me into this.”

“You really do love him, don’t you?” Remus said almost inaudibly, wiping the tears that had slipped from Severus’ eyes and rolled slowly down his cheeks.

~*~

Inside the house, Harry was still standing exactly where Severus had left him. He had opened his eyes, but was staring at nothing, his face blank, mouth agape. Hermione, who had witnessed the kiss, looked at him with concern.

“Harry? Are you alright?” she asked softly.

“I…” Harry’s eyes slowly moved to hers. “Remember how I said I wanted something different?” She nodded, seeing the light coming back into his eyes. “Well, I finally figured it out…” He smiled suddenly and with more emotion and passion than she had seen from him in a long time. “THAT’S what I want!”

Harry kissed her smiling cheek before dashing to the door to stop Severus before he got too far. He through open the door and hollered, “Wait!”

Severus was still standing in the middle of the yard with Remus, who grinned at him and gave him a wink. Severus looked scared and tired. Harry was already breathing hard as he stared at the man he suddenly knew he wanted and needed. Severus Snape was the one thing that had always been different, even difficult, in his life.

Harry stepped up to him slowly, not confident that the man would feel the same, but as he stared into the obsidian orbs, he knew it was the same. Severus had felt the same jolt of energy that had paralysed him. Harry took the taller man’s cool, pale face in his hands and pulled him into a searing kiss.

Harry smiled and pressed himself against Severus as he whimpered. He tucked one leg behind Severus and pushed back, dropping onto him on the solid ground and landing heavily on top, knocking the air from both their lungs. He sat up, grinding his pelvis against Severus the same way Remus had earlier, and held Severus to the ground at his shoulders.

“Tsk, tsk. I think you’ve just lost the game, Severus,” Harry said, calling him by his given name for the first time and loving the feel of it rolling off his tongue.

“Oh, no! I’ve just won the Grand Prize!” Severus answered with sly grin, pulling Harry back down on his chest.

Remus watched them for a moment, smiling proudly. He blew Severus a kiss that he knew would never be caught, and returned to Hogwarts.

He skipped and whistled across the grounds and through the doors of the Great Hall. Nearly all the players were by now passed out on or under the table. Albus stood on shaky legs and eyed the sober werewolf.

“So? How did it go?” he asked, swaying slightly until Minerva placed a gentle hand on his arm to steady him.

“Perfectly planned, perfectly executed.” Remus raised the last bottle of brew in a salute, and downed it.

“I still can’t believe he didn’t realize you weren’t drunk! After all that homemade brew of his you drank, you should have been passed out under the table with Filius!” Minerva laughed.

“After swallowing that Wolfsbane of his for years, I’ve developed quite a tolerance to Severus’ potions!” Remus laughed as well.

“I don’t know how you did it, or even why, but I’m glad you did.” Albus gave him a shallow bow.

“It was his last chance. Someone had to do something.” Remus smiled fondly as he set the bottle down in front of Severus’ chair. He walked out of the room with his head held higher than he had in years. He had finally found a way to apologize to Severus for what had happened at the Shrieking Shack so many years ago. The best part was, Severus would never know.

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