Heat, Light and the Properties of Plants

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Chapter published 12 Mar 2006
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Chapter 7 First Night

Harry gave a shaken laugh. \"You\'ve still got apple blossom in your hair, it makes you look like a bridegroom.\"
\"I feel like one,\" came the reply, and the older man swept Harry easily up into his arms and carried him through his office into his private rooms beyond, through the sitting room, into the bedroom, and dropped him onto the bed. Harry marvelled at his strength; Snape hadn\'t laid hands on him like this since he\'d hurled him to the dungeon floor after catching him witnessing that humiliating scene with James Potter in the Pensieve. And that had been four years ago, Harry was taller now (though still not as tall as Snape) and heavier... “I\'m still skinny, though,” Harry thought ruefully as he compared his body to Snape\'s.
Harry leaned back against the pillows, feeling a bit apprehensive and watching the older wizard walk round his room flicking his wand to draw curtains, light candles and scatter sweet-smelling incense. He then opened a cupboard in the corner of the room and took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses. Gesturing out the cork with a muttered spell, he poured two glasses of the wine and took them over to the bed.
Handing one glass to Harry, Snape raised the other to him in a silent toast then drank deeply. This reminded Harry so much of the scene in the hospital wing when he and Snape had drunk the Essences Potion that he blushed, before copying Snapes toast and then sipping at the wine.
Harry wasn\'t very used to wine, and this one seemed especially strong. His head was swimming by the time he\'d finished the glass, and he protested weakly as Snape refilled it. \"Drink it, Harry,\" the man said, coming over to sit beside Harry on the bed. Snape began to stroke Harry\'s hair. “I like your hair like that,” he murmured caressingly. “Much better than...” he broke off. Harry glared at him, suspecting a dig at his father. “I jus\' wanted to get past your p-pre-prejudice,” he managed to say, slurring his words a bit. “So you\'d see me and not my dad...”
“Mmm, intriguing; I\'ve been trying to work out how you did it?...”
“Tonks.”
Snape gave a deep chuckle. “Ah, the talented Nymphadora. Do you intend to stay like that?”
“Dunno,” muttered Harry. “Prob\'ly not.”
“Really. Suppose I\'d prefer you to?” Snape sounded a bit pissed off.
“Tough.” Harry was truculent.
“Obstinate as your father, too...”
“Leave him out of it,” snapped Harry. “I wish I hadn\'t bothered!”
Snape sighed. “I do seem to be saying the wrong things tonight,” he murmured. “Why don\'t I just shut up, there are much better things I could be doing with my tongue...” He bent forward and kissed Harry very gently on the lips, then started teasing at them with his tongue until Harry relented, opened his mouth and let him in. Harry felt tingles running all through him; Snape was certainly a much more exciting kisser than either Cho Chang or Ginny had been – who would have thought it? “Mmmm, your skin is so soft,” groaned Snape, undoing Harry\'s shirt and reaching inside with his long, sensitive fingers.
Snape leaned over to the bedside table, dipped his fingers into the full wine glass and traced a trail of wine down Harry\'s body. He then proceeded to lick his way down the trail, which ended at Harry\'s navel. He poked his tongue in and out of it until Harry began giggling and pushed him away, saying “Tickles!”
“You\'re allowed to lick me too, you know,” murmured Snape, glancing up at Harry with raised eyebrows. He held the wineglass out invitingly. Harry took it, dipped a finger in the wine, stroked it down the deep furrow between Snape\'s brows, then gently licked it up.
Snape sighed deeply and lay back on the bed, arms outstretched, his cloak flung out like the wings of a giant bat, the naked length of his body exposed for Harry\'s inspection. He reached lazily out to scoop some more wine out of the glass Harry held, and laid a trail across his own chest, luring Harry to lick his nipples.
Harry savoured the taste of the wine mixed with the sharp tang of Snape\'s skin, he found licking the older man\'s nipples strangely exciting, especially as Snape was obviously aroused by it. Harry felt his own nipples tingling in sympathy, he hadn\'t realised they could be so sensitive. Snape gave a low groan, and ran his fingers slowly through Harry\'s hair, before propping himself up on one elbow and trickling more wine down his body for Harry to lick up.
But when he tried to lead Harry down a wine trail towards his erect cock, Harry balked. He sat up, shaking his head apologetically. “Sorry, I\'m not doing that, it doesn\'t feel right...” He looked apprehensively at Snape, expecting him to be angry. But Snape just smiled lazily and sat up too. “Another time maybe,” he murmured in a deep seductive voice.
They leant against each other, sharing sips of wine from the same glass and gently kissing drops of the wine off each others tongues. Candlelight flickered all around them, sending their shadows leaping up the walls. The sweet smell of incense was in the air.
\"What, no flowers?\" Harry giggled. Snape laughed, indicating the blossom which still starred his black locks. He knelt over Harry and with a dramatic gesture shook his hair over him, dislodging the petals which rained down on the youth\'s face. Then he slowly pulled off Harry\'s shirt and dropped it onto the floor. Harry moaned and didn\'t resist as Snape undid his jeans and tugged them down, complete with underpants. He reciprocated by leaning forward and easing Snape\'s black cloak off his shoulders to fall to the floor. Soon they were both naked and lying close together on the bed.
Snape gently removed the young man\'s glasses, placing them on the bedside table. \"Don\'t want them getting in the way,\" he murmured, before giving Harry a deep kiss. \"Mmmm, finish your wine, Harry.\"
Harry\'s head was swimming even more, Snape now a blurry figure hovering over him. \"Drink it, it\'ll dull the pain,\" he growled into Harry\'s ear in a deep, throaty murmur. \"Are you going to hurt me, then?\" asked Harry: even to himself his voice sounded childish and quavery.
Snape didn\'t reply, but, putting the wine glass back on the table, he lay against Harry and began to kiss and lick his face and then to nuzzle his throat. Harry lifted his hands and buried them in the man\'s long hair. Snape lifted his head, nibbled Harry\'s earlobe, blew in his ear and then moved downward to bite at the youth\'s nipples.
Harry gasped and tried to push him away, but Snape was moving again, kissing and licking his way down Harry\'s body until he reached his aroused cock. Harry felt himself being taken into the man\'s mouth, gently at first then with increasingly powerful sucks. Harry groaned and seized fistfuls of Snape\'s hair as Snape sucked on his shaft and swept his tongue knowledgebly across the sensitive tip until Harry couldn\'t hold back his orgasm any longer. He tried to pull out of Snape\'s mouth first but the man wouldn\'t let him, sucking him and swallowing until Harry had come completely. Then he reached over to the bedside table and took a gulp of wine. He held the glass to Harry\'s lips and they shared what was left before Snape rolled him over and growled \"My turn now, I think.\"
This was so reminiscent of the scene they\'d just witnessed in the Pensieve that Harry started shaking, but Snape chuckled and soothed him with caresses and murmured endearments which gradually became more and more passionate. Eventually he was straddling the youth with his hard cock pressed between Harry\'s buttocks. Harry knew what was going to happen but didn\'t know how to stop it or even if he wanted to.
He felt the quick gentle touch of Snape\'s wand and a muttered spell; instantly his back passage was filled with a warm, scented oily substance which overflowed onto his buttocks. Snape massaged it firmly in, then turned his attention to Harry\'s arsehole. In a minute he had the first part of his big cock firmly pressed inside. He waited there for a few moments, murmuring more endearments, and massaging Harry\'s back. Then he thrust in deeper and deeper until Harry cried out with the pain.
But Snape wasn\'t about to stop. He shoved a finger sideways into Harry\'s mouth whispering hoarsely \"Bite on that, it\'ll help.\" And it did, as Snape\'s savage grunting thrusts continued, until suddenly the pain was less, the man not so hard but still inside him, and Harry felt a warm wet sensation deep in his arse, whether Snape\'s spunk his own blood or both he wasn\'t sure. Severus Snape changed from deep thrusting to a powerful rocking movement, growling wordlessly to the young man cradled in his arms. Harry felt his own cock hardening again and a deep ache in his groin. Severus intensified his rhythm until Harry felt warm waves running throughout his body, and climaxed crying out \"Severussss!!!\" as the man finally ejected all of his spunk in a series of convulsive shudders, gasped ”Harry!” and collapsed on top of him, tears streaming down his face, utterly spent.
Harry wrapped his arms around Severus, who was now racked by painful sobs. Feeling totally inadequate, the young man murmured “It\'s alright, Severus, I\'m here.” That sounded really stupid but it seemed to calm the older man, he clutched at Harry and gasped “That was – the first – the first time - “
“The first time what?” asked Harry, but Severus didn\'t reply; his head resting heavily on Harry\'s shoulder, he fell fast asleep, leaving Harry wondering what on earth he\'d meant until he too fell asleep.
But the next morning all Snape\'s defences were firmly back in place. He only nodded coldly when Harry explained that he had to be back at the Lupins\', and didn\'t even say goodbye when the young man left.

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Harry sat at the Lupins\' kitchen table, his head buried in his hands. He didn\'t know what to think – about last night, or this morning; about Snape, or about his own reactions. Being buggered had certainly left him shaken, and a bit sore – did he want it to happen again? And he had a stinking hangover.
Remus was sympathetic, and gave Harry a foaming glass of hangover cure. “I\'m surprised Snape didn\'t give you one of his potions for it?” he queried.
“He wasn\'t really talking to me this morning,” Harry said ruefully, downing the remedy. “Euch! That was horrible...No, I think he was maybe regretting how he\'d been last night. I don\'t think he\'s ever let his guard down so much with anyone before.”
\"We owe a lot to Severus Snape,\" said Remus soberly. \"If it wasn\'t for his skill as an Occlumens Voldemort would never have been defeated.\"
\"But then this morning he pushed me away; he was cold again; I couldn\'t reach him. What am I going to do, Remus? I want to help him but I\'m not sure I\'m what he needs. I\'m not even sure what he does need. I think part of him is afraid of corrupting me, but another part wants to do just that.\"
\"Albus Dumbledore was the only one of us who really understood Severus,” replied Remus.”I think he worried that what he was asking him to do would eventually make him vulnerable to the darker side of his own nature. But on the other hand, Albus was the only one who could keep him straight.\"
\"But I\'m not Albus Dumbledore!\" Harry cried. \"I\'m only nineteen, for God\'s sake.\" He slumped forward and buried his head in his hands again. Remus reached forward and put his arm round the young man\'s shoulders.
\"You\'re also the wizard who defeated Lord Voldemort, Harry - you and Severus Snape together.\"
\"Wotcher Harry,\" said Tonks, coming in at that moment with a tray of tea and toasted teacakes. \"Hey, you two look serious.\" She handed round cups of tea and plates of toasted teacakes dripping with melted butter. \"Tuck in, Harry.\"
The hot tea and spicy currant teacakes had their effect on Harry, he began to feel better at once - maybe all was not lost with him and Severus after all.
\"How\'d it go last night, then Harry?\" enquired Tonks cheerfully. \"Good shag, was it?\"
Harry spluttered out some tea, why did Tonks keep doing this to him? Remus frowned at her, but Tonks was quite unembarrassed. \"You look like he gave you a good one, I\'ve always thought old Severus had hidden depths.\"
\"Really?\" asked Remus, raising his eyebrows. \"I didn\'t know you thought about him at all.\"
\"Not jealous are you Remmy?\" laughed Tonks. \"No, he\'d be way too intense for me. I think him and Harry make a really good pair.\"
\"That\'s the trouble,\" said Harry, feeling wretched again. \"I\'m not sure he thinks so.\"
\"But do you think so yourself, Harry?\" asked Remus. Harry thought about it. Only a moment before he\'d been unsure, but now Tonks\'s bluntness had helped him make up his mind.
\"Thanks, Tonks,\" he said. \"Yeah, I do think so. I think we make a great pair. And the way he was with me last night, I thought he felt the same. But then this morning...\" he broke off. Tonks was laughing. \"He\'s a man, Harry,\" she said. \"Morning after\'s always a problem. Give him time. He\'ll soon be back, betcha.\"
Harry looked hopefully at Remus. \"What do you think?\"
\"I wouldn\'t have put it quite like that,\" said Remus, with a repressive look at his partner. \"But, yes, once he comes to terms with what\'s happened...after all your history with him has been rather, well, chequered...and he loathed your father, maybe with good reason - “
\"Loved your Mum, though,\" put in the irrepressible Tonks.
\"Tell you what, Harry,\" said Remus. \"It\'ll be the Easter holidays soon. We\'ll invite Severus to come down and stay here. I\'d like the chance to thank him properly for making the Wolfsbane Potion so well for me that year I taught at Hogwarts.\"
\"Yeah, maybe we can get him to make you some more,\" said Tonks cheerfully. \"That stuff you\'ve been getting from Thorow-wax & Squill\'s is rubbish.\"

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