A Sack Of Scars
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
10,775
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 9
A/N:Okay, here\'s the next chappie I promised you. It\'s short, but humorous, and I hope you like it (^.^). No chappie tommorow I don\'t think, but I\'ll try to get 1 or 2 longer ones up by the end of the week. I\'ll also update my other story, but that one\'s having problems now, so I\'m editing it. Hope you enjoy!
HARRY POV:
\'Stupid Snape. What gives him the right to poke his big nose in my business? And where does he get off thinking he owns me? I\'ll teach him a thing or two about not messing with me.\' Harry had been wandering Severus\'s chambers for a good hour before plopping back onto the couch with a popsicle in his mouth. He\'d been griping the whole time, and didn\'t seem to entertaining the idea or stopping anytime soon.
\'What the fuck is taking him so long? Probably laughing his head off. The great Harry Potter\'s a whore, real fucking funny. Aarg! This is so god damned boring. First he kidnapps me then he takes my wand, then he drugs me, and now he leaves me with nothing to do. I\'ll show him.\' Harry tossed the popsicle onto the coffee table nearby, then stood facing the couch. He proceeded to lower his pants and jerk himself off.
\'Fucking Snape, can\'t wait to see his face. Un, he god damned deserves it. Fuck that feels good.\' It took him only a minute or so before he came, milking himself dry onto the expensive leather furniture. He used the arm cover to clean himself off, then pulled his pants back up. \'Ha, stupid fucking Snape. Serves you right.\' With that, Harry headed to his bedroom, leaving the mess on the couch and a melting popsicle on the coffee table, please with a job well done.
A/N: Me again, just here to say that reviews would be very. very welcome. How bout we go back to the MOO plan? You review with just a moo, and I\'ll know that you want me to keep going. Love ya all!
HARRY POV:
\'Stupid Snape. What gives him the right to poke his big nose in my business? And where does he get off thinking he owns me? I\'ll teach him a thing or two about not messing with me.\' Harry had been wandering Severus\'s chambers for a good hour before plopping back onto the couch with a popsicle in his mouth. He\'d been griping the whole time, and didn\'t seem to entertaining the idea or stopping anytime soon.
\'What the fuck is taking him so long? Probably laughing his head off. The great Harry Potter\'s a whore, real fucking funny. Aarg! This is so god damned boring. First he kidnapps me then he takes my wand, then he drugs me, and now he leaves me with nothing to do. I\'ll show him.\' Harry tossed the popsicle onto the coffee table nearby, then stood facing the couch. He proceeded to lower his pants and jerk himself off.
\'Fucking Snape, can\'t wait to see his face. Un, he god damned deserves it. Fuck that feels good.\' It took him only a minute or so before he came, milking himself dry onto the expensive leather furniture. He used the arm cover to clean himself off, then pulled his pants back up. \'Ha, stupid fucking Snape. Serves you right.\' With that, Harry headed to his bedroom, leaving the mess on the couch and a melting popsicle on the coffee table, please with a job well done.
A/N: Me again, just here to say that reviews would be very. very welcome. How bout we go back to the MOO plan? You review with just a moo, and I\'ll know that you want me to keep going. Love ya all!