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Hairy Snape By BertaS Jan. 2007

Disclaimer: JKR own them. I'm just playing with them and hoping to make them happy for a while.

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.

AN: Sorry for the long wait.


Reminder of where we left off:

"I took you from him." Harry blinked a soft smile curving his lips. "You don't think I would keep His Mark. Do you?" Harry was curious too, and unsure what form the new Mark might take.

"But, where...?" Sev started and suddenly stopped, looking down the neck of the pajamas he was wearing. He quickly unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on said pajamas to display his new Mark.

There on his chest slightly to the left of the center was a two inch silver lighting bolt.

Chapter 12 - Mud Pie

Severus raised his hand lightly touching the mark and smiling brightly before looking up at Harry and whispering, "Thank you Master."

"You're welcome, Baby." Harry whispered back as he brushed a lock of hair aside to see Sev's face better. He leaned closer only to have the sharp voice of Madam Pomfrey briefly arrest his movement.

"You boys need to finish eating. The Headmaster may approve of you sharing a bed, but I won't have any monkey business in my infirmary." She wanted no misunderstanding of how she felt. While she had no problem with homosexual relationships, she didn't want to know when things of that nature were happening. Especially, when those in question were a student, and his teacher.

Harry completed the movement of his hand tucking Sev's hair behind his ear with a slightly sheepish grin. And Severus straightened, arching an eyebrow at the woman, "You say that, as though you believe we would engage in such activities, where just anyone," his eyes now moved focusing on something behind her as he sneered, "could walk in."

She turned startled to find that two students stood there. One open mouthed and staring in shock the other with a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Harry laughed as the nurse scowled at the new comers before huffing, "You two have five minutes. And you two," she rounded on the two men in the overly large hospital cot that the Headmaster had expanded, "finish eating. I will have potions for both of you when I get back." She stalked away shaking her head and mumbling to herself.

"Well, I suppose this does explain a bit." Hermione frowned, shaking her head as she finally found her voice. Then she gasped and stared again as she noticed that the Professor was wearing short sleeves and his forearms were both bare. Had Harry been able to remove the Dark Mark already? Was that why they were here? Had the exploding potions been a setup? If so, why hadn't Harry told her?

The person with her had also gotten a hold of him self, "How are you both feeling, Harry? Professor Snape?"

Harry smiled. A little surprised that Neville didn't seem nearly as surprised as Hermione. But then he wasn't aware that Neville had had an idea of what was going on for almost a week now.

"We're good," Harry shrugged glancing at Severus, "just a bit of magical exhaustion."

Hermione huffed, "But Harry...?" she started to gesture.

Neville snorted in amusement, "That's twice in one week, that's excessive, even for you Harry." He chuckled, "I'm surprised Madam Pomfrey is even allowing you visitors."

Hermione tried again, "But, Harry...?"

Harry shrugged, "You were already in and she'll be back to chase you away soon."

"Harry...." Hermione really didn't appreciate being ignored. Especially when she had about a zillion questions to ask.

"I estimate less than ninety seconds." Severus smirked as he continued to pick at the remains of his food. He was quite impressed that Harry was able to ignore the persistent girl. She would most likely continue until she got the answers she wanted and this was not the best place for any serious conversation.

Neville snickered, "You probably ought to eat, Harry. You know how she is." He peeked around the partition to see if the Mediwitch was coming back yet.

"Harry..." Hermione growled as she now glared.

Severus' fork stabbed a chunk of Harry's mostly untouched vegetables and popped it into Harry's mouth causing him to make a face and immediately take a bite of chicken.

Hermione opened her mouth only to be interrupted by Luna who drifted in and placed a Butter Beer bottle full of odd looking flowers on the bedside table. Smiled vaguely at Harry, waved cheerfully at the Professor, and patted Neville on the shoulder before drifting back out. Hermione's mouth snapped shut and she glared at every one. "We will discuss this some where private when you get out of here." She had to concede that there where just too many people that could pop in and overhear if they got into a sensitive discussion right now.

"That won't be for a while, if he doesn't finish eating." Madam Pomfrey said sternly as she stepped back around the partition. "Go on no now, you may return briefly after breakfast tomorrow if there aren't too many other visitors." She made shooing motions at the students. Before leveling a glare on her patients as she pushed the half a dozen green and silver cards out of the way and sat the tray of potions on the bedside table next to Severus.

Severus pushed his dinner tray away and lay back with a contented sigh. He had one hand on his stomach the other tucked under his head. Harry and the mediwitch looked at each other in surprise. Not only was the man extremely relaxed but the only thing left on his plate was a small pile of red peppers that had been in the mixed vegetables. Harry looked at his own plate and realized that he too had managed to eat almost all of it, only leaving about half of the vegetables, mostly zucchini, and a few bites of rice.

Harry grinned, "Do we get afters, Madam Pomfrey?" As he stabbed the last piece of broccoli he fluttered his lashes and settled into a sad puppy look. If she allowed them sweets they would have at least half an hour before they could take the potions.

Severus, whose eyes were half closed, smiled as he mumbled, "Mm, Mud Pie... with lots of worms."

Before Madam Pomfrey could get the words, "Absolutely not," out of her mouth, a huge mess of crumbled chocolate cake bits, chocolate custard, warm caramel sauce and crushed chocolate biscuits appeared on the tray with a slight pop, it seemed to be crawling with brightly colored worms and odd looking multi-colored bugs.

Severus immediately sat back up grinning with delight and began shoveling the sticky mess into his mouth. The nurse closed her eyes and turned away, she looked positively green as she left without another word.

Harry swallowed, "I... uh..." he swallowed hard and pushed his own dinner tray away. "Sev? That looks, well..." he grimaced trying to think of the proper word. "Well..." He was hoping that the meal he had just consumed would not be making a sudden reappearance.

As he held one of the worms up on his fork, Severus managed to look totally innocence, as he softly stated, "They look disgusting, do they not?" He smiled as Harry nodded. "It's just a muggle sweet, Master." He then grinned devilishly, "They actually taste much better than they look." He chuckled, "And it has the benefit of making her leave me in peace." He popped the chewy worm into his mouth, mumbling slightly around it, "She will not return for at least an hour, perhaps more."

Harry laughed, but politely refused when offered a bite, saying, "Actually I was just messing with her, I'm not sure I could eat another bite." He laughed.

Severus snorted and pushed the remains of the sticky treat away with a sigh, "Well, at least I ate all of my vegetables." He raised his eye brow and smirked at the younger wizard.

Harry smiled, "Zucchini happens to be one of the few foods I really don't care for. I noticed that you didn't eat the red peppers." He turned on his side and leaned on one elbow as he watched Severus settle back on to the pillows and raised his arms up over his head toward the headboard in a lazy sensuous stretch of his whole body.

Harry groaned softly and leaned over, one hand lightly skimming over the other man's chest and up to caress his cheek as he placed a light kiss on the tip of his nose, before softly licking a small amount of caramel residue from his lower lip.

"Harry James Potter, what on earth are you doing?" Harry immediately turned. His body tensed, ready for an attack. He made sure he was between Severus and the assumed assailant as with a curse on the tip of his tongue his wand appeared in his hand, already pointing at the screeching girl before he realized that it was Ginny Weasley.

Ginny was obviously outraged, and continued to rant, "First you ignore me, then you go showing off that you can speak that horrible language, and fooling around with and feeling up nearly every girl in school over second year. And now, now I find you in bed with, and kissing Snape. For Merlin's sake it's Snape. That's just disgusting. If you're going to be my husband you had better start acting like it and treating me better." She was quite hysterical, shaking and shouting as she flung her arms around and paced in the small area.

Madam Pomfrey came to investigate all the noise, and the young girl suddenly lashed out, swinging a fist at the astonished Mediwitch and screaming, "He's mine. You can't have him." Harry quietly whispered Stupefy and stunned the girl before she could do much physical harm to the Mediwitch. Luckily the blow glanced of off the woman's shoulder and she wasn't really hurt.

Severus caught Harry as he wavered and almost fell from the bed. He lay the boy down growling, "Foolish Gryffindor," as he tenderly brushed his Master's hair from his face.

Harry's eyes fluttered and he mumbled, "Your foolish Gryffindor."

Severus' breath hitched as he whispered, "Not according to Miss Weasley."

Harry forced his eyes to focus on Severus, "I love you, no one else." He snuggled closer, "She's been acting rather odd." He yawned, his eyes closing and Severus gathered him close as he lay there waiting for the Mediwitch to return after she levitated the girl away, presumably to a nearby bed. Severus hoped she would be physically restrained as he did not really want to have to hex the little twit, although he certainly would if he felt she were a danger to Harry.

When Madam Pomfrey returned, she scanned each of them. She was a bit surprised by Severus easy compliance and lack of snide comments. She snorted at the results, "Well Severus, you are actually fine. You just need to rest and to refrain from using magic for a few days." She sighed, "And a few nutrient potions probably wouldn't hurt."

"Mr. Potter on the other hand," she frowned, "has set himself back considerably." She shook her head as she picked up Harry's wand, "I thought I had this locked in my office..."she shook her head again as she dropped it into her pocket. "Let me know when you are ready to go Severus, I'll get your wand for you."

Severus blinked, "I will stay here with m-Harry. Unless of course, you would approve of me taking him to my quarters, so that I may watch over him." He had moved so that Harry's head was resting on his shoulder and was unconsciously carding his fingers through the young man's hair.

The Nurse was shaking her head when Albus stepped around the partition, "That may not be an altogether bad idea." He stated sadly, "It might in light of Miss Weasley's attitude, prove to be a bit safer, as access would be limited to a few instead of any one who decided to walk in." His eyes were twinkling like mad by the time he finished.

"Headmaster," the Mediwitch said frowning, "Students are not allowed in the Professors' quarters." She was astonished that the man would even consider such a thing.

Dumbledore looked slightly amused, "My dear girl, I am quite certain that had the rules been changed, I would have been notified."

Her jaw dropped, "But I always thought..." she shook her head. Student, 'teacher relationships are forbidden aren't they?'

"It is true that it is frowned on to have underage students in staff quarters." The Headmaster smiled, "There is however, really no rule against it. Most of the staff does refrain from entertaining students in their private quarters. So as to avoid the impression of impropriety, you understand."

He turned to look at Severus, "Do I have your oath that nothing improper will be taking place in your quarters, Severus?"

Severus' eyes narrowed, but before he could answer, the young man they had assumed was asleep growled, "I am of age and it's none of your damn business."

Severus felt himself flushing and he tried to hide the slight smile as he averted his face before whispering, "Harry, you shouldn't be so rude to the Headmaster."

Harry smiled at Severus, "I'm sorry, Love." To Albus he said, "My apologies for my tone Headmaster." He spoke lightly and moved so he could see the man he was speaking to, "The statement however stands. It is none of your business what I do with Sev. If you were going to worry with propriety, you should not have allowed us to remain in the same bed." His tone remained polite but left no room for argument.

"Mr. Potter does have a point, Albus." Minerva McGonagall said as she appeared from around the partition. "They should probably be moved somewhere more private. Who knows how many people have just wandered in to have a gawk at the two of them as they slept?" She gestured at the many get well presents on Harry's bedside table, candy, cards and flowers almost filled the table's surface.

Severus smirked, "I quite agree Minerva." He enjoyed the astonished look on her face since he almost never admitted to agreeing with her. "Shall we set about moving Harry to my quarters?" He stood up, "I will need both of our wands, Poppy." At her reluctant look he added, "Just in case, wouldn't want to have to trudge halfway across the castle with out one." He smirked at the look of confusion on her face.

Harry chuckled, "We won't use them, Ma'am. Unless of course, it's an emergency, okay?" He was enjoying the slightly less snarky Severus and his affect on the others.

"Well," she looked to the Headmaster and Professor McGonagall as if unsure who would be best to consult.

Harry sat up, "Dobby?"

There was a pop and the little elf bowed deeply, "Yes Master Harry Potter Sir?"

Harry's lips twitched he wondered if he would ever be able to get the elf to shorten his title, "Would you get some clean clothes for Severus and I."

"Yes Master Harry Potter Sir," the little elf repeated with another bow almost bumping his nose on the floor before he disappeared. He was only gone a few moments then was back with the requested items which he lay on the end of the bed and began to usher the others out of the private area to allow the two men to dress in peace.

The move was accomplished quickly and with little fuss. The young man and the Potions Master were given sleeping potions and tucked into Severus' large bed for the night.

It was the next morning when Albus came to check on them after breakfast that Harry first realized that the Headmaster was under the mistaken impression that Voldemort was dead.

"Headmaster," Harry sighed shaking his head, "Please tell me that you have not told any one that you think Voldemort is dead?" Harry could feel a headache coming on.

The old man eyebrows rose in surprise, "Well, only a few. I wanted to ascertain how you accomplished the deed before going public." His smile was bright and full of pride.

Harry was sorry to dash his hopes and pinched the bridge of his nose rubbing his eyes under his glasses, "He's not dead." He spoke softly.

"What? But I thought..." he stood, "Severus' mark is gone." He looked at Severus who was leaning on the mantle, "I don't understand. How could it just disappear? He has to be dead." Seeing the old man age before their eyes hurt both Harry and Severus.

Severus sighed and Harry shrugged, "There was a potions accident, several cauldrons exploded." He sighed, "No telling what was in them." Harry didn't want to lie to the old man but also didn't want him to know that Severus was now marked by him.

Severus frowned, "Actually, we might be able to, with a pensive. Might I borrow yours Albus, to see just who threw what?" He didn't know why Harry was reluctant to speak about what happened, but was willing to remain silent until informed it was alright to speak.

The Headmaster sank back into his seat, his eyes pleaded with the two younger men for an explanation. "You're not going to tell me what really happened, are you?"

Harry shrugged, "Maybe, someday. What we need to concentrate on is not that Voldemort is alive. Yes he's probably a bit weakened," He shrugged again, "and completely pissed off. But we need to find a way to protect Severus."

Severus snorted again, "I believe that it is more important to determine how we are to protect you, Harry, not only from the Dark Lord but from that, girl." He was pacing in font of the fireplace. "And how do we obtain the information that I am no longer in a position to acquire?" He was beginning to feel that he would no longer be useful.

Harry patted the seat beside him on the couch, "Come sit down, Sev." Severus sighed but moved to comply, "During the, potions accident, I got a pretty good look around ol' Tommy Boys head. He already knows that you were spying on him. That is why he was calling when he knew you would be in class." Harry put his arm around Severus. "He knew that you would not be able to answer right away. He wanted to make you suffer, to humiliate you in front of a class full of witnesses, in front of me and in front of your Slytherins."

"He..." Severus cleared his throat as he leaned into Harry, "He would have thought that it would be impossible for you to be able to..." he hesitated and Harry finished with a chuckle.

"Didn't think I'd do anything in front of the others?" His arm tightened and he placing a light kiss on Severus' temple, "He don't know me very well, do he?" Harry grinned.

Severus almost grinned back, "No, I do not believe he does." He frowned, "He seems to be under the impression that you are a whiny, spoiled, little brat that can't think without someone else's help." He was whispering and looking at his hands in his lap by the end of his statement.

Harry hugged Severus and the Headmaster seemed delighted smiling as he said, "Wonderful, good job Severus, he will underestimate Harry again."

Harry frowned slightly thinking this was no time to be complacent. He didn't say anything though as the Headmaster excused himself shortly after leaving the younger men to cuddle on the couch.

A little later after they had moved to the bed for a nap Severus whispered, "Are you not angry with me, Master?"

"Why would I be angry?" Harry moved them so that he was leaning over Severus. "You haven't been naughty, have you Baby?" He grinned as he ran his hand over Severus chest and brushed his lips along his jaw to whisper in his ear, "Do I need to punish you?" He nibbled on the soft spot under Severus' ear.

Severus let out a loud moan before almost sobbing, "Yes."

Harry was a bit taken aback by that. He leaned back seeing true remorse and sadness in Severus face. He caressed the older mans cheek, "Tell me why you think you need to be punished Baby."

Severus drew a shaky breath, "I am the reason the Dark Lord thinks you are weak, and I allowed Albus see my arm, making him think He was dead."

"I see," Harry chuckled and Severus' eyes went wide as he whispered, "Well, in that case I think I have the perfect punishment."

Harry then set about undoing the buttons on the night shirt Severus was wearing, once fully undone he pushed it off of Severus' shoulders down to his elbows before pressing him back into the mattress.

Severus wiggled a little, testing and realizing Harry had very effectively restrained his arms. He could lift his hands but it was as though his elbows were tied to his sides and the mattress. He was frightened but not nearly as frightened as he thought he probably should be.

Severus moaned and whimpered as Harry's hands and mouth caressed his chest, briefly sliding over the small lightening bold sending jolts of pleasure through him with each and every touch.

Harry licking across and suckling on one nipple before his lips settled over the new Mark in a gentle kiss.

Severus screamed and writhed as his whole body arched up. He has never experienced such pleasure, waves and waves of it so intense that he was unable to achieve release. It was almost like the Cruciatus but pleasure, instead of pain flooded every nerve ending. It felt like forever before Harry lifted his lips enough to whisper, "Cum for me, Baby."

Severus was certain he had never felt such an exquisite combination of pain and pleasure as he came harder than he ever had in his life, his seed spilling over his stomach and chest as his eyes rolled up and he lost touch with reality.

Severus woke up to smiling brilliant green eyes. Harry was holding him and he half whispered half panted, "If that was a punishment, I think a reward would kill me." He smiled tiredly.

Harry laughed and kissed Severus possessively before settling them to sleep.



A/N: Once again, I apologize for the long wait. Next chapter I think we get to hear the reactions of a few other characters. Please let me know what you think. Questions and suggestions are always appreciated.
BertaS