Heat, Light and the Properties of Plants

Chapter 8 A Potions Lesson

Severus Snape arrived on the following Friday evening, tired and irritable after a hard week\'s teaching. Harry blushed at the sight of him and his body ached remembering the things they\'d done together. But he barely said a word to Harry, who wondered whether it was because he\'d got Tonks to change him back to his original appearance. \"Are you sure?\" she\'d said. \"Yes, Snape needn\'t think he owns me\" Harry had replied. Then, weakening a little, \"Apart from my hair.\" So now his dark hair retained its auburn highlights, falling in gentle waves around his face.
However Snape didn\'t even glance at him and spent most of the evening complaining to Remus about the current situation at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall obviously felt that teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts would be too much of a temptation for Snape to go back to his old ways and was only allowing him to take Potions classes. Harry eventually went up to bed, leaving the others to talk. He fell asleep wondering whether he and Snape would ever get together again.
Harry woke suddenly and sat up in bed. Someone had come into his room. Candlelight flared up; Harry put on his glasses and saw Snape standing over by the window eyeing the single bed. \"Get up, Potter\" he growled. Harry swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. He felt suddenly shy, and was glad that his black silk briefs were concealing his nakedness. But when he saw the expression on Snape\'s face he wasn\'t so sure - the man seemed to find Harry\'s appearance decidedly erotic.
\"What happened to those striped pyjamas you used to wear at school?\" Snape smirked.
\"Stopped wearing \'em soon as I left,\" mumbled Harry. \"These are much more, err -\"
\"Provocative?\" said Snape silkily, with an amused lift of one eyebrow. He stared hard at the outline of Harry\'s cock, now plainly visible. Harry blushed, his erection hardening painfully, wanting but not wanting to be the object of such intense sexual interest. \"Oh, come here,\" whispered Snape. Harry walked slowly over to him, his legs seemed to be made of lead and he was finding it difficult to breathe.
Snape reached out and Harry gasped as the man\'s large warm hand lingeringly fondled his cock through the thin silk. The sensation was almost unbearably intense. \"No... please...\"
\"Aaahhhh,\" moaned Snape, sinking to his knees and mouthing Harry\'s crotch until the silk briefs were soaking wet from his spit. Harry\'s knees were trembling. He gritted his teeth desperately trying to hold back his orgasm, his hands gripped together on top of Snape\'s head. Every so often Snape stopped his nuzzling and licking to glance up into Harry\'s face, his eyes, dark and deep, connecting with Harry\'s green ones so that each could sense the other\'s lust, back and forth like reflections in a hall of mirrors...
\"ohhh, I want you\" Harry groaned.
Snape abruptly broke eye contact and turned Harry around. He pulled his own thick stiff cock out of his trousers and tucked it inside the back of Harry\'s briefs. He wrapped his arms round the youth\'s waist from behind and cupped his hands around Harry\'s cock. Snape began a plunging pistoning from his hips which rubbed his cock against Harry\'s naked bum and Harry\'s cock against Snape\'s hands through the silk of his briefs. Within seconds Harry had come inside his briefs but Snape continued his rhythm, whispering hotly into Harry\'s ear.
Harry listened in horrified fascination - were these Snape\'s black fantasies, or had he and his fellow Death Eaters actually done these things to unfortunate wizard rent boys? And would Snape want to do them to him? But then Snape fell silent and savagely bit into the back of Harry\'s neck as he finally came, spurting warm spunk against the youth\'s bare buttocks.
He leant against Harry for a few moments before giving him a quick kiss then very slowly and lasciviously easing off the sodden briefs, soaked through from Harry\'s cum at the front and his own at the rear. He made sure that Harry felt how wet they were by squeezing the briefs against him as he slowly pulled them down. Harry was trembling, his cock already swelling again. \"That made me feel really filthy,\" he confessed shamefacedly. \"Oh but I do so like you... filthy,\" whispered Snape huskily, kneeling down to probe the slit at the end of Harry\'s hardening cock with the tip of his tongue while crudely fingering his balls. Then he shed his own clothes and, taking Harry\'s hand in his, murmured suggestively \"let me teach you a few tricks...\"

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Later, they lay cuddled together in Harry\'s bed - now double size, thanks to a spell from Snape.
\"By the way,\" murmured Snape lazily, \"How did you resolve matters with young Miss Weasley?\"
\"Not very well,\" Harry said. \"I suggested she might join you and me in a threesome -\"
Snape looked faintly intrigued.
\"- but she slapped my face,\" added Harry. \"And now she\'s at Beauxbatons I doubt I\'ll be seeing her again.\"
Snape chuckled sleepily.\"So prissy Miss Ginny didn\'t fancy being the filling in our sandwich, hmmmm? oh, well, her loss... maybe she\'ll acquire some sophistication at Beauxbatons...\" He glanced sideways at the youth in his arms. \"Should I talk to some of my acquaintances there and get them to make sure she does?\"
\"No...\" Harry murmured, already half asleep. \"That wouldn\'t be right...\"
Snape regarded the drowsy lad for a moment before extinguishing the candles with a muttered spell. \"It\'s still unfinished business,\" he whispered into the darkness. \"We\'ll come back to it one day Potter I promise.\"

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Next morning at breakfast Tonks asked brightly \"Have a good night, then, Sev?\"
Snape glared at her. \"Very comfortable thank you once I\'d Stretched the bed.\"
\"Oops\" said Tonks \"Never thought of that, did you and Harry - \"
\"Uh\" interrupted Remus hurriedly before she could put her foot in it, \"there\'s something I\'ve been meaning to ask you Severus, you know that Wolfsbane Potion you used to make me -\"
\"I suppose you want me to make you some more\" sneered Snape, his lip curling. \"Well I\'m not sure I\'ll have time if I have to keep modifying your furniture - \"
Furious at the way Snape was treating his hosts, Harry suddenly said loudly: \"You know that wizard rent boy you were telling me about last night Professor, you know, the one with the enchanted nipple ring who couldn\'t come unless -\"
He broke off, Snape had just given him a vicious kick under the table. The other two were staring at them, their mouths open.
\"Maybe I will make that potion,\" said Snape, regarding Harry malevolently. \"And Mr Potter here can assist me. It\'s time I attempted to correct his rather, ah, hit and miss attitude to potion making.\"
Harry spluttered into his pumpkin juice, trying not to laugh. Snape frowned at him. Remus, who hadn\'t heard full details of the making of the Essences potion, looked from one to the other, puzzled.
\"You can use our old cellar as a potions lab,\" said Tonks, \"I\'ve got some stuff you can have.\"
\"I\'ll collect my own equipment from Hogwarts, thank you,\" sneered Snape \"I can\'t imagine you\'d have anything suitable.\" Nonetheless he got to his feet and followed Tonks as she headed for the cellar steps. Harry got up to follow them but Lupin held him back.
\"A quick word, Harry.\" He looked embarrassed. Harry sat down again as the other two disappeared into the cellar.
\"Er - how are you getting on with Severus now, Harry?\" asked Remus.
\"Okay,\" Harry mumbled. There was a long pause.
\"I hope you don\'t mind me asking. It\'s just that your father and your godfather were very good friends to me, and now they\'re both gone I feel I should stand in for them as it were...and I don\'t want you getting hurt.\"
It was now Harry\'s turn to feel embarrassed, but before he could say anything they were interrupted by Tonks staggering in under the weight of a pile of old boxes.
\"Clearing out the cellar,\" she panted, letting them tumble onto the kitchen floor. \"Severus has Apparated back to Hogwarts to pick up some of his stuff.\"
\"I have a lot of time for Severus Snape,\" said Remus. \"I\'m sure there\'s a lot of good in him; but, well, there\'s also...\"
\"A fair amount of bad?\" supplied Harry. \"Yeah, I know.\"
\"It\'s just - well, it\'s none of my business what you two get up to, and you do have your *connection*, but please, Harry, do be careful not to be too attracted to the bad in him. If he can, he\'ll lead you astray, like - like a Hinkypunk leading you into a quagmire!\"
\"Am I to do all the work here?\" came an irritable roar from the cellar. Harry grinned apologetically at Remus. \"I\'d better go.\" Remus briefly squeezed his shoulder. \"okay Harry but remember what I said. Keep your guard up around Severus Snape and don\'t let him force you - or tempt you - into anything too kinky.\"
Harry shook his head, laughing, and ran down the cellar steps. Snape had certainly been busy: the Lupins\' cellar was now starting to bear an unnerving resemblance to his dungeon lab at Hogwarts. A pestle and mortar and a set of scales stood on a side bench, various bottles and jars stocked the shelves and a large cauldron occupied most of the central table. Snape tapped a large piece of parchment with his wand; a list of ingredients and a long set of instructions appeared on it in his cramped handwriting. \"Well, Mr Potter,\" he said sternly, \"shall we begin?\"
The next few days were among the strangest Harry had ever known. He toiled in the cellar under Snape\'s rigorous direction, the Wolfsbane Potion truly proving to be a real bastard to make. In fact, there were so many difficult and obscure rituals associated with its preparation that Harry began to suspect that half of them were totally unnecessary, invented by Snape in order to punish him.
And Snape was threatening to make it still more complicated. \"I can\'t help feeling we could improve on this,\" he told Harry.
\"How do you mean?\" Harry asked, feeling stupid.
Snape gave him a brooding glance. \"How much do you know about the potion\'s effects?\"
\"Oh - Remus explained once, let me think,\" and Harry cast his mind back to his third year at Hogwarts, when he\'d first found out that their new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher was a werewolf.
\"Um, he has to take it in the week leading up to a full moon. Then when he changes into a wolf he doesn\'t go wild, just curls up until the moon wanes again.\" He snapped his fingers. \"That\'ll be what that huge dog basket is for up in Remus and Tonks\' room.\"
\"How touching.\" Snape\'s upper lip quirked into a sneer.
\"So how can we improve it?\" Harry asked.
Snape frowned. \"It\'s all very well rendering Lupin harmless, but he\'s still a wolf. That can be... inappropriate. I think I might be able to modify the potion so he remains in human form. But it\'s complicated. It had better be for the future, I think; the next full moon is coming up very soon and I want to get him off whatever crap he\'s taking now and give him a strong dose of proper Wolfbane potion.\"
And so the potion preparation continued, Harry becoming more interested in his task than he\'d thought possible. At times he remembered the help a young Snape had passed on to him with his \"Half Blood Prince\" jottings and felt a warm sense of shared purpose with him.
Other times, though, Snape reverted to his most sarcastic Potions Master persona at the slightest mistake of Harry\'s. After one of his tongue lashings Harry was hard put to it not to either hit him or burst into tears. With a great effort he forced his emotions down and grimly continued with the potion preparation, which earned him a begrudging nod of approval.
At night Snape still shared Harry\'s bed, but they didn\'t have sex again; all Snape\'s energy seemed to have gone into his potion creation. Harry tried tracing the sexually arousing patterns Snape had taught him onto the other wizard\'s cock, but Snape just moved Harry\'s hand away with a hiss of irritation. Sometimes, though, just before falling asleep he held Harry close and nuzzled into the back of his neck. Harry would drift into unconsciousness to the deep murmur of the older wizard\'s voice, but he could never make out what Snape was saying - endearments? - more dark accounts of sadistic sex? - he couldn\'t tell.


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