Letters From No One

Okayy.... this is a Harry/ Severus story... enjoy!

Dear Severus,

There is something I must tell you…

“What’s the meaning of this Mr. Potter?” Severus Snape looked down his nose at the fidgeting emerald eyed boy before him.

He knew what he was looking at but he wanted to hear the brazen Gryffindor say it.

The paper he held in his hand had been creased and folded many times and stained with tears.

“What’s it look Professor?” Potter stared at his trainers rebelliously. They both knew it exactly what it was. A letter professing his love for the snarky potion master.

“It looks like a love letter Mr. Potter. But that can’t be right can it? The Gryffindor golden boy can’t be in love with his greasy potions master. What would your adoring fans say?” He sneered down at the red faced boy.


Dear Severus,

I think that you are beautiful. I know you would think me foolish to say so but it is what I believe.


“I know you don’t believe me but I’m serious. I’m in love with you. This isn’t a plot to get at the Slytherins because I know that’s what you’re thinking.

I don’t know how it happened, it just did. You helped train me and without you I couldn’t have defeated Voldermort.

You don’t think of me as the boy who lived and you don’t even see me as an extension of my father anymore.”

Dear Severus,

If we meet again one day in another life, let’s be friends okay?

Severus could see the boy gritting his teeth as he spoke abruptly.

He found himself scoffing at the idea that Potter could be serious about loving him yet he leaned closer to hear the boy’s hushed voice.

“I know you were friends with my mother and that you loved her a lot. I know that you can’t love me that way. I know that.

I just- I wanted…. I wish you hadn’t pried. I wish you could have just left things the way they were.

You didn’t have to know who the letters were from. I asked you not to look for me. Why couldn’t you leave it be?” Severus could feel his breath catch in his throat as tear-filled eyes glared up at him.

Dear Severus,

I won’t tell you who I am. I don’t want you to hate me. I never want you to look at me like that again.

‘He’s so beautiful. The color of his eyes. I’ve never seen anything like it.


I - I read the letters and they spoke to me. They painted a beautiful picture of what life could have been like if we knew each other.

I wanted to know who could love me like that. Who could see all my faults, acknowledge them, and still love me?

The way you talked about us, the way we could be if we were two different people in a different world. I wanted to know who could touch my heart that way.

Severus opened his mouth but none of these words came out. He knew he shouldn’t have gone looking for the boy but he couldn’t help himself.

He had to know who had reached out to him at the end of the war, who had spoken to his soul.

The wars had hurt him in indefinable ways. He was harder now, colder towards the children. He had seen death, faced it down and laughed in the grim face.

He had seen children tortured and killed to fill a mad man’s prophecy. He had made many mistakes in his life; following Voldermort had been a rather large one.

“If you’re done, Professor?” Harry turned to leave the dungeons, to hell with his detention.

“Wait!” Severus grabbed strangely graceful arms and pulled the shocked boy closer.

“You think you can just leave like that? Damn the consequences! One day you’re going to have to learn that things won’t always go the way you want them to. You thought you could just write me letters and you’d never be found out? You think I will just let you walk away?”, Severus wrapped one arm around Harry’s slim hips and slid the other around his back to cup his cheek and bring him closer.

Dear Severus,

I wonder what it would be like to kiss you. I bet you taste like butterbeer, spicy and smooth.


The kiss was wet.

Lips slid together and teeth clacked as the two men strained together. It was hot, fiery and out of control.

Severus could feel his heart pounding as broken moans traveled from Harry’s mouth to his.

He wanted to control him, to punish him for daring to believe he loved his teacher but it was impossible. He knew better, he knew that he could never control himself around Harry.

The boy was always saying something that raised his hackles and made him react in a bitingly harsh way.

This, however, seemed like the perfect way to shut the golden boy up. Long limbs slid around him as Harry ground his body closer. Severus gasped into Harry’s mouth as he felt their cock graze and Harry rocking to increase the friction.

He groaned aloud, and reveled in the feeling of Harry’s tongue in his mouth. His hands slipped and slid on sweaty skin.

Severus clamped potion stained fingers on Harry’s hips to give himself leverage and pushed back, thrusting hard, trying to separate the sensations of flesh sliding and catching on his own from cloth sliding and catching on the tip of his cock.

The Potion Master pressed Harry into the dungeon wall until he was certain the withering boy would have bruises on his spine in the morning.

He slid his hand inside the boy’s pants and closed it over the firm drooling organ. He managed to get his cock out with his left hand as he couldn’t bring himself to leave the boy’s twitching cock and moving hips.

His breath panted out erratically and he groaned as Harry arched his neck in submission.

He couldn’t help but suck and bite at that sensitive skin, smirking when fingers grasped him close and moans spilled from cherry red lips.

His hips were slamming into Harry’s now, and though they were alone Severus knew that if someone came upon them there would be no doubt as to their activities.

The rhythmic rocking motions and the moans and sighs slithering though the silent night.

Severus felt his cock twitch involuntarily as he took in Harry splayed so decadently beneath him, head back and face flushed. A dark red bruise marred his tanned neck and his erotically squirming body and dilated eyes betrayed his arousal.

“Ughhh… p-please. M-more… I want it”, Severus groaned as Harry ground even closer as if trying to slide into his skin.

He gave the boy what he wanted, speeding up his movements and thrusting hard enough that he felt their hip bones grind each other. It was hot and painful and if they could have thought of it they would have removed their clothes,

The orgasm caught Severus by surprise. It came out of nowhere, boiling out of his belly and tensing all of his muscles. He felt his eyes roll back in his head as he came.

Hot wetness flooded the tight cocoon between their bodies and the two lovers withered together.

It ran down their black robes and pooled on the floor. Severus trembled and slid them both to the ground, avoiding the cum.

Dear Severus,

I think that you are a person who likes to be in control of everything around them. I wonder what would happen if you lost control?


He looked down at his black haired lover, smiling fondly. He had found the writer of the letters and Harry loved him.

He meant what he said about not letting Harry get away with it. He knew that now that the war was over the boy was lonely.

His friends had all drifted away from him and he had been spending more and more time in the dungeons.

He had gotten to know Harry and he knew that he was nothing like his father. Harry was sweet and kind and brave and gorgeous. He had dreamed many a dream about taking a bite out of that sun kissed skin.

To realize that Harry had been the one writing him had made him angry at first but he knew that Harry had nothing to gain from writing the letters and so they must be true.

He held the boy tighter and rubbed a hand down a soft cheek. A soft snore alerted Severus to the fact that Harry had fallen asleep.

He sighed as he stood and took the boy with him to his private chambers.

They had much to talk about when Harry woke but he knew that everything would be okay because Harry loved him.

He stripped them both of their clothes and wrapped an arm around the snuggling Gryffindor.

“We’ll see where it goes from here”, He brushed a kiss across his lover’s forehead before drifting off to sleep.

Dear Severus,

I love you.