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Title: Swirling Thoughts
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lilyseyes
Characters: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Challenge: #31: Rain
Rating: R/Adult
Length: 100x3
Warnings: *AU, pre-slash, Harry is 13, set during POA*
Summary: A stormy night is perfect for reflection.
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
The relentless rain beating on the windows of the common room made Harry sigh as he peered out. The skies were dark gray, whether from storm clouds or swirling Dementors, he couldn't tell, both had the same depressing pull on his soul.
Buckbeak was sentenced to death; Scabbers seemed to already have met the same fate, and his own godfather was trying to do the same to Harry. At least Hermione and Ron making up meant Harry wasn't needed as a go-between any longer.
Time alone wasn't a bad thing, Harry thought as he slipped out the portrait hole.
Wrapped in his cloak, Harry made his way to the Great Hall where the enchanted ceiling allowed him to view the turbulent weather outside. The solitude didn't bother him; he'd spent much of his life alone. Brief flashes of far-off lightning lit the sky, revealing clouds and Dementors in swirling shades of black.
Smiling, Harry knew he wasn't alone anymore, he had his Snape. Warmth spread through him at the thought. It couldn't be wrong to want Snape to hold him, touch him, Harry thought, his prick twitching at the thought of those slender fingers free to stroke his skin.
His professor's soft snores and the crackle of the fire were the only sounds in Snape's room. His small bed was warm as Harry slid into it, smiling at the thoughtful gesture. His glasses clattered as Harry set them on the table.
"Brat," Snape's sleep-rough voice sent a shiver through his body. "Come here."
Harry scrambled up and into Snape's large bed, immediately pulled close. Unable to help himself, Harry lifted his face for a kiss. Those wonderful fingers cupped his cheek as his Snape gave in to his silent request, kissing him thoroughly.
"Now behave."
Harry smiled, snuggling close.
Author:
lilyseyesCharacters: Harry Potter/Severus Snape
Challenge: #31: Rain
Rating: R/Adult
Length: 100x3
Warnings: *AU, pre-slash, Harry is 13, set during POA*
Summary: A stormy night is perfect for reflection.
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
The relentless rain beating on the windows of the common room made Harry sigh as he peered out. The skies were dark gray, whether from storm clouds or swirling Dementors, he couldn't tell, both had the same depressing pull on his soul.
Buckbeak was sentenced to death; Scabbers seemed to already have met the same fate, and his own godfather was trying to do the same to Harry. At least Hermione and Ron making up meant Harry wasn't needed as a go-between any longer.
Time alone wasn't a bad thing, Harry thought as he slipped out the portrait hole.
Wrapped in his cloak, Harry made his way to the Great Hall where the enchanted ceiling allowed him to view the turbulent weather outside. The solitude didn't bother him; he'd spent much of his life alone. Brief flashes of far-off lightning lit the sky, revealing clouds and Dementors in swirling shades of black.
Smiling, Harry knew he wasn't alone anymore, he had his Snape. Warmth spread through him at the thought. It couldn't be wrong to want Snape to hold him, touch him, Harry thought, his prick twitching at the thought of those slender fingers free to stroke his skin.
His professor's soft snores and the crackle of the fire were the only sounds in Snape's room. His small bed was warm as Harry slid into it, smiling at the thoughtful gesture. His glasses clattered as Harry set them on the table.
"Brat," Snape's sleep-rough voice sent a shiver through his body. "Come here."
Harry scrambled up and into Snape's large bed, immediately pulled close. Unable to help himself, Harry lifted his face for a kiss. Those wonderful fingers cupped his cheek as his Snape gave in to his silent request, kissing him thoroughly.
"Now behave."
Harry smiled, snuggling close.
Current Location: Going to bed
Current Mood: 
sleepy
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