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So because I’m over all of the S&M and domfics about Harry and Snape this is my reply! I think this fandom needs more than just hot sweaty sex XD (which I love but you know, for those sappy days!) So I really hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing this. The story is set around Year Seven, though Voldemort has already been defeated (in this version anywho) and there is no more threat, also neither Dumbledore nor Severus are dead (well Severus can’t be can he?) So please don’t flame me about this issue! I already know <3

Enjoy.

“Oh, Lily” The Potionsmaster groaned into his pillow, his black eyes red and puffy as tears fell from them. Another day: another Potions lesson with the little brat. He may have Lily’s eyes, but he was more like bloody Potter than anything else and that just pissed the man off.  He just did what he wanted, arrogant little Harry Potter, strutting around the castle as if he owned the place. Snape’s hand clenched the fabric of the pillow, pulling it closer to his face as sobs wracked his thin body.

Nights were long, but the lessons were longer. Severus clenched his wand to his chest, focusing on calming his breathing. Potter wasn’t listening again and this was the last the Potionsmaster could take.

“Potter. That’s enough. Headmaster’s office NOW” The last word was all but roared as the greasy-haired man pointed forcefully at the door, black eyes locking on to disdainful green as the boy stood, throwing his bag over his shoulder and leaving the room without a second glance.

That night, a message from Dumbledore came via Fawkes.

Severus,

I need to speak with you urgently regarding Mr. Potter.

-Albus Dumbledore

Severus sighed, stowing the parchment in his pocket before leaving is quarters to find the Headmaster. The entire way to his office, he couldn’t keep the sight of those green eyes out of his mind. The look that reminded him so much of Lily and the many times she rejected him. His heart clenched somewhere inside his chest

“What is it, Headmaster.” He said, his voice bored and tired as he fought to keep the tears from his eyes.

Just wait. Just wait until you get back to your quarters, not too much longer.

“This is the third time in two weeks you have sent Harry to my office for misbehavior. Is there something wrong Severus?” The old man asked, his fingers clasped in front of his face, blue eyes calculating behind half moon glasses.

“The only thing wrong is that he refuses to listen to anything I say. He is rampant, Albus!” Severus blurted, stamping his foot childishly.

“I seem to have no issue with the other teachers.” Dumbledore blinked, his head tilting to the left, a light smile playing on his face.

“Well then maybe it’s just me. Maybe he hates me” Like Lily did after…. Severus blinked back tears, fighting to keep it together. “It’s no matter. I will deal with him myself next time.”

Dumbledore simply nodded, the smile fading from his ageing face as he turned back to Fawkes, stroking the phoenix carefully giving Severus his cue to leave. The Potionsmaster turned, robes billowing out behind him and glided down the hall to find refuge in the dungeons.

Severus walked forward, his arms outstretched, his hair billowing behind him, a light smile playing on his features. For once the world was right; the world was as it should have been. Lily, in her white flowing dress and floating red hair was walking towards him, her arms outstretched, her green eyes warmed by the smile that graced her face.

Finally the two bodies embrace, hers curling into him, her breasts pushing into his chest as his arms constricted around her waist holding her closer. Her soft pink lips pressed to his cheek gently before they made their way closer to his lips. When their lips touched electricity sparked between them, embracing the two in sparks of light and pulling them even closer.

The soft, full breasts slowly disappeared, the lips thinned, hardened, the hands grew larger and stronger. Her hair shrunk back into her skull to chin length and darkened to deepest black, the only thing that stayed the same were her eyes, warm and bright. Severus stared in disbelief at the body that he now held. The body of Harry Potter.

Severus woke with a start, coughing and spluttering clutching the blankets to his bare chest. He sat there, a hand pressed to his chest as his breathing slowed back to normal and his brain kicked in. Why on earth was he seeing Harry? Where did Lily go? Why the FUCK did he have a hard on after that? The dark haired man sighed and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, ambling to the bathroom to take a shower.

Only a short chapter to start with. I'm sorry. I'm not the best with writing long chapters XD