I Just Love To Hex You

I Just Love To Hex You
Chapter Eight
by sev1970

Severus had been in a foul mood since Harry had left his rooms yesrerday, if he was honest with himself, he had been in a bad mood the entire weekend. It infuriated the Potions Master to no end that the bratty teenager named Harry Potter, otherwise known as The-Boy-Who-Lived, had a thing for him. What was even worse and more disconcerting however, was the fact that Severus was beginnio reo realize he most certainly had a thing for Harry, but just what that thing was, would never be discovered because he would never allow it. Even if he did have feelings for the boy, no, the young man, he was a teacher, and as such, adhered to strict disciplinary guidelines. What would others think if he suddenly disregarded the rules, and not just for anyone, but for Harry Potter?

“Damn you, Albus, you knew exactly what you were doing; I thought you were trying to protect the brat, but you practically handed him to me, Severus Snape, Death Eater. Now what am I supposed to do?”

“Severus, child, would you have ever revealed your feelings for Harry otherwise?”

Severus turned around so quickly that he almost fell over his robes. He had been talking to himself he thought, but of course he should have known, the Headmaster had a rather bad habit of showing up unannounced at the most inopportune times.

“And just what feelings are you referring to, Albus?”

“You know exactly what I am referring to, Severus. Give him a chance. Yes, he is your student and will be until next June. There is nothing we can do about that, but there is something we can do about what the two of you share. You are running yourself ragged teaching both Potions and DADA and all because you wanted to keep busy, to keep Harry out of your mind. You made this decision last year, am I correct?” Severus nodded his head. “So, do not tell me these feelings are non-existent, or that they are new.”

Severus was tired of denying it; yee die did have feelings for the seventeen year old student, his seventeen year old student. Bloody brilliant, I’ve fallen for one of my students..

“What would you have me say Albus, that I am falling for Harry Potter? Or, no... that I find him very pleasing to the eye? No...wait...when I see him, I can think of nothing else? What? Because all of the above is true. But none of that matters here, me being his bloody teacher does, however. If I cannot have him respect me in that capacity, I cannot expect him to respect me as anything more, now can I? And... let’s not forget who I am and who he is. Yes, he may think he sees something more in me, but how long do you think that would last? He can have anyone he bloody well chooses and I would be a fool to think he would want me. Why are you pushing this, Albus?”

Severus was tired; he felt like he was being used by the headmaster, and wanted to know why.

“I know Harry far better than you, child, and you must believe me when I say everything I have ever done for him is for his own good. The same can be said for you. Unfortunately, the two of you have not had an easy life, and that saddens me greatly. If I can help two of my favorite people find a little happiness, what is the harm in that?

“It is up to you, my child; you may choose to allow this opportunity to pass you by, or you can allow yourself the happiness that you deserve, and yes, you do deserve happiness. If you should change your mind and decide that your feelings for Harry are real, you will find no obstacles from me. As long as the two of you remain discreet, so will I. What the two of you do in the privacy of your chambers is between the two of you only. Now I must be going; I have a meeting with Arthur in a few minutes.”

Without another word, Albus was gone. The man infuriated Severus to no end; he had not allowed Severus a chance to respond, and now he had just left. That was the way it was with the headmaster, he knew how to manipulate a situation; the disturbing thing was, it always worked.

Severus sighed as he sat down. Infernal man...gives me his bloody permission to be with Potter. Now what am I supposed to do?

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As usual, the Great Hall was bustling with noisy students, who just so happened to include, Harry Potter. Severus had the perfect vantage-point; he sat near the end of the table and could stealthily view the boy...no, the young man. Severus found he could not take his eyes off of the animated teen. The Gryffindor was in the middle of telling a story, using his hands and face to get what he was saying across. Severus was enchanted by those sparkling green eyes, the same green eyes that had stared into his black ones the previous day; the same ones that held a desire that the older Wizard had seen.

Without warning, Harry turned his head and looked directly into Severus’ eyes, and the two forgot about everyone else, only seeing each other, and they both knew in that moment they wanted each other more than they had ever wanted anything.

Severus seemed to come back to the present, shook his head and replaced his vacant dazed look with his forbidding scowl. Yes, he had fallen for his student, Harry Potter, but he would be damned if anyone besides Harry and Albus would ever find out.

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Harry returned his gaze to his two friends, but all he could think about was the penetrating look in his professor’s eyes as the two of them had been looking at each other; it was almost as if the older wizard was looking through him. Harry visibly shivered, for all he knew, maybe his Professor was trying to read his mind. Then he smiled; that would not be such a bad thing.

Ron, Hermione and Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room and after the three talked for a few minutes, Ron and Hermione went off to spend some time together, giving Harry the perfect opportunity to sneak out of the common room without anyone knowing. He went to his room and retrieved his invisibility cloak. Making sure he was completely covered, Harry departed the common room and made his way to the dungeons. Luckily for him, there were not many students or teachers roaming the corridors.

Harry made his way to his professor’s office and debated whether or not he should knock, but regardless, he was not returning to Gryffindor Tower until he had talked to the man who he thought he might be falling in love with.

Taking a deep breath, Harry knocked lightly on the door. The door opened, which took Harry by surprise; Snape had not asked who it was and he was not standing there waiting to see who entered.

“Well, what are you waiting for, get in here and shut the door.” Harry was startled to hear the gruff voice of his professor, but did as the man said and entered the office, shutting the door behind him. He was standing against the door looking pensively at the imposing figure of his professor...no, he could not think of him as that, not now. Harry took a tentative step towards the man who was sitting behind his desk, but was stopped when the other wizard put up hind. nd.

Severus then stood up and walked over to Harry. “We can’t do this, Harry. As much as I want to, it is just not right. You are my student.”

“NO...I saw you looking at me, Severus, and you want this as much as I do, I could see it then, and I see it now. I cannot walk out of here knowing that, and I won’t. If you want me to leave, then you are going to have to take me out of here yourself.” Harry was furious with himself; he could feel the tears beginning to escape his eyes and felt them as they fell over his cheeks. He roughly wiped them away and continued looking at Severus, who looked to be deciding what to say next.

Harry saw Severus open his mouth and tensed. “Please leave, Harry, please.” The still ng fng figure of Harry shook his head defiantly and began closing the gap between he and Severus. He was scared, didn’t know what to expect. He was ready to even be hexed, but at this point, it did not matter. He only had one concern, and that was reaching Severus. Amazingly, he found himself standing inches away from the older wizard and he was still alive. Well, he had come this far - he might as well do what he came to do.

Harry took a deep breath and wiped the last of his tears away. “I don’t know why, or how, but for some reason, I cannot stop thinking about you, and believe me, I have tried. Maybe I am going crazy, that would explain it, but regardless of why, the fact ist I t I want you, and I don’t just mean for a shag, Merlin, I want all of you, forever.”

Harry could see the shock on Severus’ face as his words spilled forth and he could almost see the internal battle that was surely going on in Severus’ mind, a battle that lasted a long time. Harry’s breath hitched when he saw Severus’ head nodding, and he just managed to keep himself from shuddering as his professor closed the last few inches between them, bent down and captured Harry’s lips in a soft and passionate kiss. One, which gradually deepened, each man exploring the others mouth with their tongues. When the two broke apart, Harry smiled.

“Thank you.”

~tbc~