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Hairy Snape By BertaS 2006

Disclaimer: If I owned them I would have more time to write.

Description: A potions accident starts unusual circumstances happening for our favorite Potions Master and those around him.

Warnings: Slash, language, adult and sexual situations. Harry is in the later part of his seventh year and is 17 years old which in the Wizarding world is an adult.



What's Wrong With Me? - Chapter. 6

When Harry caught sight of Sev the next morning, he slapped himself on the forehead. Ron and Hermione both looked at him with concern, afraid that Voldemort was once again attacking him through his scar.

He shook his head, "I forgot something. Go ahead I shouldn't be long." And he dashed off down a hall and through a hidden passageway. When he came out he looked both ways and slipped into an unused room, peeking out through the door. He didn't have to wait long.

When Sev came into the corridor that led to the teachers' entrance to the great hall, he was surprised to see Harry motioning him into one of the rooms. He hesitated looking around before slipping into the room, his eyebrow raised and a sneer on his face. "What is it Mr. Potter? Can you not leave me be until our scheduled rendezvous?"

Harry smirked and simply said, "No." as he slid his arm around Sev's waist.

Sev just glared.

Harry reached up and stroked Sev's hair, which was in a very messy and lopsided braid, "I forgot again didn't I?"

Sev snorted he very much wanted to make a snide sarcastic remark but wound up sighing and looking away, "I suppose that I neglected to request your assistance."

"You shouldn't have to ask. I said I'd take care of you." Harry said softly, "Come here, sit down." He motioned to one of the chairs in the room.

Sev did as Harry ordered thinking that he must be under some kind of mind control since he couldn't seem to argue with the brat or disobey his direct order.

Harry handed Sev a piece of parchment, "Can you transfigure this into a comb or brush?"

By the time Harry had Sev's hair unbound Sev had managed to make the parchment look like a comb but it was still paper and Sev was scowling at the thing as though it was intentionally defying him.

Harry leaned over Sev's shoulder, "Problem, Luv?"

Sev snorted, "I don't like to admit it but," he sighed, "I am not much better at Transfiguration than Longbottom is at Potions."

"Oh, let me help." Harry leaned a little further sliding his hand down Sev's arm to hold his wand hand, his lips were right next to Sev's ear which he nuzzled as he whispered, "Try it again, and make sure you picture exactly what you want the comb to look like." And moving Sev's hand to make the proper motions, "One, two, three, and..."

Sev said the incantation and to his surprise the origami comb changed into a wide toothed ivory comb with a hint of engraved ivy leaves on the back edge and he smiled at his accomplishment

Harry kissed Sev's temple as he picked up the comb, "See, that wasn't so hard." He praised and quickly had Sev's hair in a proper braid instead of the misshapen mess it had been. He then slid his arms around and placed the comb in one of Sev's inner pockets before proceeding to caress his chest and to kiss and nibble on his ear and neck.

Sev leaned back against the strong body behind him tilting his head to allow Harry greater access. He was completely amazed at the way Harry could make him feel with just a few simple touches.

When Harry slid his hand into Sev's pants to stroke the already hard shaft Sev groaned softly. As Harry continued, Sev bit his lip to keep himself from calling out, since he didn't think the door was locked let alone warded with any kind of silencing charm.

Harry smiled as Sev shuddered and in spite of his attempts to be quiet he shouted quite loudly. Harry turned Sev's head and kissed him deeply stealing what little breath he had left.

As Harry finally let him breath and withdrew his hand from Sev's pants, Sev glanced down and couldn't contain a noise of dismay.

"What is it Luv." Harry asked concerned.

Sev glanced up at him then looked back down mumbling, "I have to go change. I... I've made a mess." He hunched over a little as though he expected Harry to be disgusted with him.

Harry looked at Sev, the man had obviously not realized that most of the 'mess' was in Harry's hand and not on Sev's clothes. He smirked where Sev couldn't see before wrapping his arms tighter around Sev.

Harry waved one hand and hissed in Sev's ear startling him into turning in an attempt to stare at the man that was still standing behind him unaware of his clothes cleaning and straightening themselves. He couldn't help that Parseltongue actually scared the hell out of him, even though when Harry spoke it was soft, even sexy, just an acknowledgement that the snake was there, much less strident and hateful than the Dark Lord who was a snake poised on the verge of striking.

Harry opened his hand a little more, "You did make a bit of a mess. Maybe you should clean it up." He moved his hand into Sev's line of sight.

Sev stared at the semen covered palm and fingers in confusion. There was something about Harry's request that he wasn't understanding, why hadn't he just spelled it away. He decided that, that would probably be the best way to deal with his own state of disarray.

Harry nuzzled his neck again before repeating himself, "Clean it up Luv." He nudged Sev's cheek with his nose, "Use your tongue. Lick it off for me."

"But... Harry?" Sev was not sure anyone would willingly do this.

Harry brought his hand to his own mouth and smiling he licked a large drop from his thumb. He made a show of swallowing, "Yummy. Your turn Luv, at least taste it."

Sev gently took hold of Harry's wrist and tentatively licked his palm all the while maintaining eye contact. After the first few licks he decided that the taste was not too bad, he had after all tasted much worse things.

His eyes were closed by the time he finished sucking the last traces of himself from Harry's fingers. They were both startled by the bell that indicated that there was only twenty minutes to get to class and the food would all be cleared away within fifteen minutes.

Harry kissed Sev hard once more before pushing him out the door with the order to, "Go eat." Sev of course did as order, checking his clothes to find that the hissing must have been Harry doing a spell to put his clothes back in order.

Sev was going through the door to the great hall when Harry noticed the mark he had left on Sev's neck just above the collar and realized he had gotten a bit carried away.

Harry arrived in the great hall in time to grab a slice of toast and a couple pieces of bacon before having to run to class with Hermione and Ron who had waited for him. He would have a rather uncomfortable day with the unrelieved pressure in his jeans.

Sev was having trouble of his own although he was unaware of it. His 'Greasy Git' persona was in danger, a lot of people where noticing how much nicer his hair was looking and that he seemed to be smirking in a very pleased almost happy manor. Not to mention the love bite he was sporting.

About halfway through lunch Minerva McGonagall caught sight of the mark on Sev's neck and drug him off to her office for a 'chat'.

Sev was quite astonished at Minerva's behavior, the woman hissed and spit like an angry cat, her brogue gaining in strength the longer she went.

"Severus Snape wha' ha' got'n in ta ye. Wha' kin'a example are ye? Tis a disgrace I tell ye." She gestured at him continuing to rant but he was getting lost only understanding about half of what she was saying.

He really didn't know what she was so upset about. When she had started he had checked himself over even though he knew every thing to be in order, his clothes were neat and clean. He hadn't noticed Harry casting it at the time but Harry's cleaning charm left a light pine scent, that he found quite pleasant, his hair was clean and in a perfect braid falling just past his waist, completely proper for his status as the head of his family. The only reason for keeping it short had been convenience.

When she become totally unintelligible he decided that she had ranted long enough and in his most sincere voice, which he knew from experience, would irritate her, "Minerva, I fail to understand just what I have done to incur such wrath, let alone such an assault on the English language. Could you be a bit more specific than..." he mimicked her previous hand motion.

Her jaw snapped shut and he had to fight the smirk as she glared and her pursed her lips nearly disappeared as she silently conjured a large mirror and pointed at the bright purple spot on his neck.

The grin that developed on his face as he inspected the large love bite that Harry had given him this morning was enough to infuriate his colleague. He did manage to escape from her office without getting hexed but it was a close thing. He would probably have to avoid her for a few days.

Sev did absolutely nothing to hide the mark Harry had given him as he went about the rest of his day, holding his head high and wearing what looked suspiciously like a smile, looking even more smug if that were possible.

The rumor mill was working overtime that day and by dinnertime there were many different stories flying back and forth. Those that sat Potions first thing that day had been consulted and it was confirmed that the bite had been there all day. Note was also taken of all the recent meals that the man had missed. The consensus was that he had a new lover stashed somewhere in or near the castle and he was getting lucky on a regular bases.

Harry on hearing some of the rumors was worried that Sev would be angry and blame him for all the talk. Although he found some of the stories highly amusing it was hard not to correct people that Snape had not actually gotten laid, not yet anyway.

During that day and the next, Harry and Sev had only a few minutes alone but it had been enough to decide to slip away for the weekend. Sev had informed the Headmaster of the need to relax their guard and plan just how they were going to deal with certain things, such as the current rumors.

Harry told Ron and Hermione that he was starting special training with Snape and that he would be having lots of detentions with the man and that they would occasionally be disappearing for extended periods at a time. The Quidditch team was simply told by Ron on Saturday that Harry was not available.

Hermione didn't really buy this and ask for more information or a confirmation of any of the rumors. Harry just smirked told her that he could neither confirm nor deny anything. When he left the common room on Friday she was still fuming at his refusal to talk to her about what was going on.

When Harry knocked on Sev's door and identified himself, Sev waved his hand to open the door. Harry was a bit surprised to find Sev with his back to the door looking out the window. He seemed to be brooding about something.

Harry closed the door before approaching cautiously and asking, "Alright there, Luv?"

"I am unsure." Sev shrugged as he turned and leaned against the window sill, "I have been casting revealing spells and attempting to do self diagnostics since last night." He turned, "What have you done to me... to make me to behave this way? I know that it is not due to a potion."

Harry shook his head not really sure why Sev thought there was something wrong with him, yes he was being more accepting than Harry had thought he would be but Harry thought it was just because Sev was a natural sub. "If you are asking if I have cast a spell on you or something, then, no, I haven't." He lifted his hand to caress Sev's cheek, "All I've done is care."

Sev sighed as he unconsciously leaned into Harry's touch. There had certainly been precious few that had ever truly cared for him. Harry knew he was still not really satisfied but decided to let it go for now.

"You ready to go?" Harry asked softly. "We can continue this conversation when we get where we're going."

Sev nodded, "Yes, thank you Harry." and picked up the haversack that was on the couch and allowed Harry to lead him through the fire.

When they reached their destination Sev recognized it as the place they had come for his flowers. This time Harry turned on the lights, Sev was surprised that they were electrical but didn't say anything. He looked around curiously they were in a warm friendly room with several shelves on the wall opposite the hearth, French style doors on the right let out in to the garden and an open door into a hallway to the left. The furniture was eclectic, nothing matched but it all seemed to work together anyway.

"Harry, where are we?" he had the oddest feeling of having forgotten something important.

Harry grinned, "My home."

Sev looked startled, glancing around again noticing the muggle lamp and some other electronic things. "Should I expect to meet your muggle family?"

It was Harry's turn to look startled, "Only if you insist and it won't be here, you'd have to go to Little Whining." Harry shuddered, "I can give you directions to their house, but I won't ever go back there."

"Oh." Sev was really confused now.

Harry stepped closer and lay his hand on Sev's chest, "Listen closely Sev. 'Harry Potter's home is at Number Seven Griffin Way, Godric's Hallow.' Do you understand?"

Sev shivered, blinked twice and relaxed as the odd feeling vanished. "You had the house and Fidelius rebuilt?"

"Not exactly, come, sit with me." He led Sev to the sofa, "I had a new house build on the site of the old. And it took some research, but I had Hermione to help with that," he grinned, "I cast a new Fidelius with myself as the secret keeper."

"If the house is under the Fidelius, how did you bring me here with out telling me?" Sev was still confused.

Harry chuckled, "The charm doesn't actually hide me or the house. It only hides the fact that I live here. So far the only problem I've had was coming up with a fake name for the pizza delivery guy."

"But, I thought you lived with your family." Sev knew that Harry had not had the ideal life he had once assumed, but he didn't understand how his family was allowing this.

Harry snorted and shook his head, "The Dursley's kicked me out on my seventeenth birthday," he smirked, "it was the best birthday present they ever gave me."

"They... But... does Albus know?" Sev was afraid that Harry was in danger here.

Harry shook his head, "No and I don't intend to tell him. As long as people aren't looking for me in unusual places, I'm safe. That's part of what kept me... 'safe' with my relatives. I also have a disguise I wear when I go out here. It's pretty safe. We can even go out for dinner tomorrow."

Sev shook he head, "I am not sure that would be a good idea Harry, what if some one recognizes one of us?"

Harry laughed, "Between your new look and my disguise and the well known fact that Harry Potter and Severus Snape hate each other." he grinned and leaned toward Sev, "Why on Earth would anyone suspect that we are out on a date, hmmm?"

The corner of Sev's mouth curled up and he sneered, "I don't recall being asked on a date." He snorted at the look on Harry's face, "But I almost have to concede that it is unlikely that anyone would connect us with two men on a date. There is also the fact that most people would not expect to see either of us anywhere other than Hogwarts or possibly Hogsmeade." He thought a minute, "I don't know weather or not I would be comfortable enough to go out but will do so if you insist."

Harry caressed Sev's cheek smirking, "I expected you to fight that a lot harder."

"I told you there is something not right," he frowned, "however I can find nothing wrong." He leaned against Harry unaware that he was seeking comfort.

Harry frowned as well and bit his lip as he strokes Sev's back, "Will you allow me to run a comprehensive diagnostic?"

As Harry stood and urged Sev to stretch out on the couch, Sev shrugged, closed his eyes and whispered, "It is frightening, but I do not think I could stop you... even if I wanted to."

Harry leaned over and dropped a kiss on the man's forehead, "Don't worry Luv. I told you before that if you allow it I will take care of you." he whispered before getting a pad of paper and a pen he then waved his wand over Sev and tapped the pen.

Harry watched as, starting with the diagnostic spell that Harry had just cast and going backwards, the pen wrote out every spell that Sev had been hit with recently.

Sev was watching as Harry's face grew angry and wondered what was wrong. He forced himself to lie still since if he moved too much the diagnostic would stop and they needed to go back at least a month to be sure.

Harry was disturbed by the sheer number of spells that Sev had experienced. He was unaware of his face growing hard and his brows drawing together. At the sixth repetition of the Cruciatus curse he growled out a swear word causing Sev to jump which broke the spell and the pen fell mid-word.

"I'm sorry." Sev whispered as he started to draw into himself. He didn't know why it hurt so much to think that Harry was angry with him.

Sev's reaction surprised Harry and his anger was quickly replaced with concern.

Sitting on the edge of the couch he drew Sev into his arms holding him tightly, "It's all right Luv."

Sev shivered as he whispered, "I didn't mean to move, I know we need more information." And lay his head against Harry's shoulder.

"No worries, you did fine." Harry moved making Sev look up at him, "We actually got more than we need. I shouldn't have let it go so long. I know how hard it is to stay still like that. I think you did very well."

Sev snuggled closer, "You seemed very angry." He was practically hiding his face in Harry's chest and refusing to make any kind of eye contact.

"Oh." Harry nodded his chin brushing against the top of Sev's head, "Yes I am. But not with you." He held out his hand and the pad flew into it then lifted Sev's face with a finger under his chin, "I am angry with the ones that do these things to you." He held out the pad, "Here why don't you take a look?"

Sev was surprised at how neat the lined muggle paper looked with three labels 'Spell or Event', 'Affected Area' and 'Date'. He scanned through the dates to the bottom of the page, "Nearly two weeks, I had hoped for more."

Harry chuckled and turned the pages of the pad of notebook paper showing Sev that there were actually three and a half pages, almost two whole months worth of spells.

Sev shook his head as he sat straighter, "How is this possible? How did you get the spell to work that fast, I really only expected about a month."

Harry laughed and held up the pen, "This, my dear Professor, is a ball point pen, it writes neater and faster than a quill, very efficient."

Severus snorted still scanning through the list of spells, "I still do not see anything to explain my behavior."

"I didn't either," Harry smiled. "Maybe..." he frowned thinking, "What if... You said, 'Even if I wanted.' I think..." he shifted tilting his head to one side, "You don't want to."

Sev cleared his throat, "Harry, you are making no sense."

Harry grinned, "Sorry. You are acting just like you want to. You have just repressed these feelings for so long that they are unfamiliar to you. Therefore they cause that feeling of wrongness." He paused, "Did that make sense?"

Sev snorted, "Not really. Are you saying that I want you to... That when I called you... That I want..?" His breathing had grown a bit ragged and he looked up at Harry searching for answers to questions he didn't know how to ask.

Harry shrugged a little, "I'm not sure, Luv. My opinion is that you are a natural submissive." At Sev's look of confusion he elaborated, "Meaning, you truly want someone you trust to be in control. You want someone to take care of you."

Sev bowed his head unconsciously leaning against Harry, thinking for a long time. Harry just held him giving him all the time he needed. Harry was roused from his own thoughts when Sev shifted and looked up at him.

"Are you alright my love?" Harry looked at Sev intently.

Sev smiled slightly at the endearment and nodded, "I think so. It's kind of a lot to take in."

Harry nodded, "I guess it is." He kissed Sev on the forehead, "You want to see the rest of the house?" when Sev nodded again, Harry stood and held out his hand.

Sev looked at him a moment before accepting the offered hand and allowing Harry the illusion of assisting him to his feet. Harry picked up Sev's bag and led him out the door and to the right. Across the hall was an open door into what was obviously a library. Just before they reached the stair at the end of the hallway Harry said, "The down stairs loo." as he gestured to a door on the same side as the den where they had entered the house. They went up the stair, which turned right about halfway up. Sev was surprised that the stair opened onto an atrium of sorts, with two glass walls and several sky lights, there was a lot of space for plants, though, understandably there were only a few, and they looked to be in need of water.

There were four doors off of the atrium, three on the wall behind the stair and above the hallway on the ground floor. And one on the wall just beyond where the windows stopped where Sev thought there should be an outside wall unless the house was built in an ell.

Harry noticed where Sev was looking, "That's my room." He smiled up at the taller man. "You are welcome to join me in there any time you like. Or you can have either of the other rooms."

The first room was done in yellow with spindly white painted furniture. When he noticed the floral pattern on the bedclothes and window hangings Sev raised his eyebrow and sneered slightly.

Harry just grinned, "I didn't think you would like this one, I was thinking of all the girls I know, mostly Hermione and Luna, and what they like, and this is the result. I think you'll like the other one better."

Sev snorted peeking into the bath that was situated between the two bedrooms and was thankfully decorated in light green and black, before looking in the second guestroom and discovering it to be decorated in multiple shades of blue with accents of beige and dark brown. The furniture was also a heavy dark wood. Harry was correct to assume he would prefer this to the yellow floral nightmare.

Sev gently took his bag and sat it on the bed looking to be sure that Harry was ok with this, "Shall we continue the tour?" Harry nodded smiling and led Sev to the master suite.

Sev was pleased with the earth tones, primarily browns and greens, in this room and took special note of what was obviously a hand made quilt on Harry's oversized bed. He knew with out asking that it was a Molly Weasley creation.

Harry just watched Sev as he took it all in.

Once they were back down stairs in the large room that served as living area kitchen and dining area, Harry served tea and biscuits.

They sat together on the couch occasionally snuggling but mostly they just talked long into the night each telling the other of things they had not spoken of to anyone else. They both seemed to sense that they may not have a lot of time together and were eager to get to know the other.


A/N I don't really like leaving this here but with the weather in Florida being the way it is, cough-hurricanes-cough, I may not get a chance for a while ;)
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Thanks BertaS