Fic: Reciprocation
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alisanneTitle: Reciprocation
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 835
Warnings: None.
Summary: Snape proves to be persistent.
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adventdrabbles' prompt # 5: Snowed In. This is part 5 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):torino10154.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Reciprocation
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One moment they are standing in a hallway at Luna’s, and the next they are outside in the cold. A gust of chill wind make Harry press close to Snape, and for a moment, Snape’s arms tighten around him.
Harry looks around, spotting a cottage a few feet away. “Where are we?” he asks, teeth chattering.
“North,” says Snape, ushering Harry toward the cottage. “Let’s get you inside.”
The cottage is charming, with warm furnishings and a fire already blazing when they enter. “This place yours?” asks Harry, surveying the surroundings.
“Obviously. I would hardly bring you to a place that wasn’t mine.” Snape smirks as Harry glares at him. “You did ask for that.”
Harry rolls his eyes. “It could be Malfoy’s,” he points out. “You are married, after all.”
“We’re not married,” says Snape, gesturing towards the sofa. “Drink?”
“Wait, what?” Harry blinks. “But I thought—”
“Just because I claim Scorpius as my son doesn’t mean his father and I are married.” Eyeing Harry, Snape picks up snifters, and pours two stiff drinks. “Here,” he says, handing one to Harry before settling beside him on the sofa. “Now, what has you so upset?”
“I’m not upset,” murmurs Harry, looking away from Snape’s eyes.
“Oh?” Snape snorts. “Because I would have sworn you were running away from something that upset you a lot. In fact, you looked as if you’d seen something quite disturbing.”
Disturbing was a good word for the idea of Neville and Malfoy being involved. Slowly, Harry nodded. “I suppose I did.”
“Well?” Snape says when Harry doesn’t immediately say more. “What was it?”
“I’d rather not say.” Harry takes another sip, coughing as slightly too much brandy slides down his throat.
“You do realise I could simply pluck it from your mind, do you not?” Snape murmurs.
Harry nods. “You could. But you won’t.”
“And why is that?”
“You’re too principled.”
Snape stares at him for a moment before throwing his head back and laughing. Fascinated by the transformation, Harry watches him, noting the curve of his mouth and the small crinkles by his eyes that completely change him. Sadly, he has himself under control within moments. Shaking his head, he says, “That’s the first time I’ve been accused of that.”
“It’s not an accusation, it’s a good thing.” Harry smiles faintly. “And it means I trust you.”
“Hm. You do realise that could be a grave mistake, don’t you?” Snape’s voice sends a shiver up Harry’s spine.
“Not from where I’m sitting.” Looking down into his brandy, Harry continues, “I’ve always trusted you, even when I thought you were working for Voldemort, I somehow, deep in my heart, trusted you.”
“Foolish man.” Snape sounds amused. “You’re such a Gryffindor. Now, back to what disturbed you, or did you think I had forgotten?”
Raising his eyes, Harry looks at Snape, almost losing himself in his eyes. Exhaling, he breaks their gaze. “How…attached are you to Malfoy?”
Placing a hand on Harry’s face, Snape turns his face back towards his. “Why do you want to know?”
Harry closes his eyes. “Because I…feel something between us and it’s wrong because I don’t want to break up a family, but on the other hand I’m starting to dream about you…oof.”
Snape’s lips are against his, moving gently, and Harry doesn’t think before he gasps, allowing Snape’s tongue to slide inside his mouth and engage his in a sweet duel. Moaning, Harry presses closer, sliding his hands into Snape’s hair and clinging. It’s Snape who disengages, resting his forehead against Harry’s. “That answers that question,” he says, voice low, gravelly.
Harry shiver. “Is this what you and Malfoy do? Seduce other people and then go home to each other?”
Drawing back, Snape frowns. “Draco and I are only as involved as we need to be to co-parent Scorpius—” He pauses. “What you saw involved Draco, didn’t it?”
Harry looks away. “I know your relationship with him is not my business, but since it feels like you fancy me as much as I do you, I have to tell you, I won’t be involved with someone already in a relationship. That’s not what I’m looking for—”
“What are you looking for?” interrupts Snape.
Harry licks his lips. “I didn’t think I was looking for anything, but ever since I saw you that day, I can’t get you out of my mind.”
Snape nods. “I felt that, too.” He caresses Harry’s face. “And did you say something about dreams?” He hums. “Because I’ve had a few inspiring ones of my own involving you—”
“No!” Harry draws back, edging away from Snape’s alluring warmth and shaking his head. “We can’t. You and Malfoy—”
“How many times do I have to tell you, Draco and I are not involved!”
“You’re not?”
“No.”
Harry frowns. “Then what about Scorpius?”
Snape hesitates, then clasps Harry’s hand. “That’s a long story.”
Harry smiles, intertwining their fingers. “I have time. Severus.”
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Continued in Explanation (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG-13
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 835
Warnings: None.
Summary: Snape proves to be persistent.
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles' prompt # 5: Snowed In. This is part 5 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s):
torino10154.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Reciprocation
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One moment they are standing in a hallway at Luna’s, and the next they are outside in the cold. A gust of chill wind make Harry press close to Snape, and for a moment, Snape’s arms tighten around him.
Harry looks around, spotting a cottage a few feet away. “Where are we?” he asks, teeth chattering.
“North,” says Snape, ushering Harry toward the cottage. “Let’s get you inside.”
The cottage is charming, with warm furnishings and a fire already blazing when they enter. “This place yours?” asks Harry, surveying the surroundings.
“Obviously. I would hardly bring you to a place that wasn’t mine.” Snape smirks as Harry glares at him. “You did ask for that.”
Harry rolls his eyes. “It could be Malfoy’s,” he points out. “You are married, after all.”
“We’re not married,” says Snape, gesturing towards the sofa. “Drink?”
“Wait, what?” Harry blinks. “But I thought—”
“Just because I claim Scorpius as my son doesn’t mean his father and I are married.” Eyeing Harry, Snape picks up snifters, and pours two stiff drinks. “Here,” he says, handing one to Harry before settling beside him on the sofa. “Now, what has you so upset?”
“I’m not upset,” murmurs Harry, looking away from Snape’s eyes.
“Oh?” Snape snorts. “Because I would have sworn you were running away from something that upset you a lot. In fact, you looked as if you’d seen something quite disturbing.”
Disturbing was a good word for the idea of Neville and Malfoy being involved. Slowly, Harry nodded. “I suppose I did.”
“Well?” Snape says when Harry doesn’t immediately say more. “What was it?”
“I’d rather not say.” Harry takes another sip, coughing as slightly too much brandy slides down his throat.
“You do realise I could simply pluck it from your mind, do you not?” Snape murmurs.
Harry nods. “You could. But you won’t.”
“And why is that?”
“You’re too principled.”
Snape stares at him for a moment before throwing his head back and laughing. Fascinated by the transformation, Harry watches him, noting the curve of his mouth and the small crinkles by his eyes that completely change him. Sadly, he has himself under control within moments. Shaking his head, he says, “That’s the first time I’ve been accused of that.”
“It’s not an accusation, it’s a good thing.” Harry smiles faintly. “And it means I trust you.”
“Hm. You do realise that could be a grave mistake, don’t you?” Snape’s voice sends a shiver up Harry’s spine.
“Not from where I’m sitting.” Looking down into his brandy, Harry continues, “I’ve always trusted you, even when I thought you were working for Voldemort, I somehow, deep in my heart, trusted you.”
“Foolish man.” Snape sounds amused. “You’re such a Gryffindor. Now, back to what disturbed you, or did you think I had forgotten?”
Raising his eyes, Harry looks at Snape, almost losing himself in his eyes. Exhaling, he breaks their gaze. “How…attached are you to Malfoy?”
Placing a hand on Harry’s face, Snape turns his face back towards his. “Why do you want to know?”
Harry closes his eyes. “Because I…feel something between us and it’s wrong because I don’t want to break up a family, but on the other hand I’m starting to dream about you…oof.”
Snape’s lips are against his, moving gently, and Harry doesn’t think before he gasps, allowing Snape’s tongue to slide inside his mouth and engage his in a sweet duel. Moaning, Harry presses closer, sliding his hands into Snape’s hair and clinging. It’s Snape who disengages, resting his forehead against Harry’s. “That answers that question,” he says, voice low, gravelly.
Harry shiver. “Is this what you and Malfoy do? Seduce other people and then go home to each other?”
Drawing back, Snape frowns. “Draco and I are only as involved as we need to be to co-parent Scorpius—” He pauses. “What you saw involved Draco, didn’t it?”
Harry looks away. “I know your relationship with him is not my business, but since it feels like you fancy me as much as I do you, I have to tell you, I won’t be involved with someone already in a relationship. That’s not what I’m looking for—”
“What are you looking for?” interrupts Snape.
Harry licks his lips. “I didn’t think I was looking for anything, but ever since I saw you that day, I can’t get you out of my mind.”
Snape nods. “I felt that, too.” He caresses Harry’s face. “And did you say something about dreams?” He hums. “Because I’ve had a few inspiring ones of my own involving you—”
“No!” Harry draws back, edging away from Snape’s alluring warmth and shaking his head. “We can’t. You and Malfoy—”
“How many times do I have to tell you, Draco and I are not involved!”
“You’re not?”
“No.”
Harry frowns. “Then what about Scorpius?”
Snape hesitates, then clasps Harry’s hand. “That’s a long story.”
Harry smiles, intertwining their fingers. “I have time. Severus.”
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Continued in Explanation (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2018-12-06 01:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-07 03:06 am (UTC)Hooray! Thanks, hon!
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Date: 2018-12-06 02:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-07 03:07 am (UTC)Thank you, dear!
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Date: 2018-12-06 05:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-07 03:08 am (UTC)*nods* Draco's definitely not breaking Severus' heart. <3
Thank you! xoxo
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Date: 2018-12-06 09:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-07 03:09 am (UTC)So is Harry. *nods*
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Date: 2018-12-10 09:20 am (UTC)Brilliant.
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Date: 2018-12-11 04:35 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2019-01-03 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-01-05 08:19 pm (UTC)No comment on the orgies. ;)