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Title: Learning to Listen
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 8
Rating: R
Challenge: Written for [community profile] snarry100/[ profile] snarry100/[ profile] snarry100's prompt# 580: Listen.
Summary: Some thing never change and some things do.
Part Fifteen of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): [personal profile] sevfan and [personal profile] emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.


Learning to Listen


“We’re here to listen,” said Penelope as they approached the shop. “We suspect there’s smuggling, but Hamilton’s a big shot.” She rolled her eyes. “He donated money to the Minister’s campaign, so his infractions are often…overlooked.”

Harry nodded. “So we’re not going in?” he asked as they skirted the front door and entered an alley beside the building.

She shook her head. “We set up a listening station disguised as a dumpster out here.”

“It’s a permanent one?” Harry pursed his lips. “Clever.”

Penelope smiled. “Thanks. Here it is.” As soon as she touched it, however, the world exploded.


“Trap!” Penelope cried, dropping to the ground behind the dumpster and just managing to dodge a hex.

Harry dove behind her. “Yeah, I’m picking up on that,” he said. He reached instinctively for his wand, but she placed her hand on his arm, stopping him.

Penelope smiled tightly. “You’re here to look and listen, not act.”

Harry raised an eyebrow. “Seems to me you could use help—”

Penelope cast a hex before replying. “Well, if it’s life and death, of course you should jump in—”

“Watch out!” Harry cried, and drawing his wand, deflected a hex heading straight for her.


“Listen, Potter. I don’t care if you’re some big shot in England, but here in the States, we do things differently. You weren’t authorised to draw your wand!”

Harry, hanging onto his temper by a thread, smiled tightly. “I’m aware, sir. That’s why I’m here. To observe.” He leaned in. “But if you think I was about to observe Pen—Auror Morton be hexed, you’ve another thing coming.”

Head Auror Marks sat back in his chair, eyes narrowed. After a moment, he nodded, his expression softening. “She was right about you.”

Harry blinked. “Sir?”

Marks smiled. “You’ve got great instincts.”


“So it was all a test?” Snape asked once Harry got home.

“Not all. Penelope really was in danger, they didn't plan that. But I wasn’t supposed to act. The fact I did is good, I guess?” Harry sighed. “It’s more they were interested to see if I’m a by-the-book Auror or not, if I listen to and follow the rules.”

Snape snorted. “I could have answered that. You’ve never met a rule you actually liked.”

“Oi!” Harry grinned. “I follow some rules.”

“Name one.”

Harry coughed. “Not the point.”

“Exactly the point.”

Tackling Snape, Harry kissed him, and conversation ceased.


“So how was your day?” Harry asked as they curled together on the sofa later.

“Productive. The local magical community apparently needs potion masters. There’s a shortage it seems.”

“Really?” Harry hummed. “I wonder why?”

“Who knows? Perhaps other disciplines are of more interest to Americans?” Snape kissed the top of Harry’s head. “Anyway, after listening to Matilda, the local herbologist, complain all afternoon, I offered my services.”

“Wow. You’ve a job?”

“Part time only. And she’s aware I may leave at any time.”

Harry smiled. “About that. They’ve requested I stay on another month.”

Snape hummed. “I’m not surprised.”


“Another month?” Ron sighed.

Harry, facing him through the Floo, nodded. “Although Robards may say no, in which case I’ll be back in two weeks.”

Ron snorted. “I doubt that. It’s an honour to be asked to stay on.”

Harry shrugged. “I guess.” He smiled. “But listen to me yammering on, what’s happening there?”

After being filled in, Harry closed the Floo, and entered the kitchen. Snape was there brewing.

“Experiment?” Harry asked, coming up behind him.

Snape hummed. “Matilda suggested a possible remedy for my…problem. Care to help me test it?”

Harry blinked. “Yes!”

“I thought you’d agree.”


“How do we use it?” Harry asked once they were naked in bed.

“Apply to the…affected area.”

Spilling some across his fingers, Harry smoothed the liquid onto Snape’s cock. He leaned down, looking for reactions.

Chuckling, Snape pulled Harry close. “If we go about our activities normally, instead of watching, something may eventually happen.”

Harry smiled. “Sorry, that was a bit creepy, wasn’t it?”

“No.” Snape cupped Harry’s face. “You’re simply eager. Listen, I’m just as hopeful, but if this doesn’t work—”

“It doesn’t matter.” Harry kissed him. “I lo—like you, not just your body.”

Snape hummed. “Likewise.”


Harry, lying atop Severus, kissed him. Feeling Snape’s cock flex, he gasped, drawing back. “Did you feel that?”

Snape’s eyes glittered in the dim light. “I’m not sure—”

“I am,” Harry breathed. Looking down, he saw Snape’s cock was half-hard. “It worked!”

Snape closed his eyes, going silent. Concerned, Harry leaned in. “Are you all right? Does it hurt? Listen, if it doesn’t feel good—”

Opening his eyes, Snape stared at Harry. “It feels…amazing,” he murmured. “I…it’s almost overwhelming—”

Nodding, Harry hugged him. “I understand.”

Speech having seemingly deserted him, Snape captured Harry’s mouth in a searing kiss.


Continued in Building the Future (LJ/IJ/DW).
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