Wizarding World One Shots (Discontinued)

as many ways No. 12

[as many ways to make a teacher blush]
No.12

'God I want him. His eyes, his voice. All of it. I can't take my mind off of him. I need him. I crave him. I want to be devoured by him...'

"Are you ready to brave the outcry of your fans denying the fact that their precious hero has turned to his own side for company? You are wanting to ask him if you tell, right?"

"Must you always be so melodramatic?"

"Watch it, Harry, you're starting to sound like him."

Harry smiled as he put on is tie. "Do you think Colin developed the pictures yet?"

"Maybe. Did you ever tell Snape that you told me and Colin to go there?"

"No. Besides, I told you to come, I never said bring him along."

"And what was I going to do?" Hermione huffed. "That boy sleeps with that camera."

"Why didn't you get Deans?"

"He was using it." Hermione said with a shudder.

Harry couldn't help but laugh. He knew what it meant for Dean to be busy. That boy had more sex tapes then Snape had potions.

"Are you going to tell him?" Hermione asked.

"And say what? 'Hello Sev, I told Hermione the password to your rooms and had her and Colin come to take pictures of us will we were making out so I could have stuff to jack off to while I wait for you to decide I'm not a child and can take our relationship serious.' Oh, yea, that'll go over well."

"Is that really why you wanted them?!"

"No." Harry grinned and pulled his bag onto his shoulder, holding the door open for Hermione. "But it does sound fun."

They walked down together to the Great Hall. It was a little too quiet for Harry. He looked around, everyone was staring at him.

"Harry!" Colin said running up to them. "I don't know who did it but you better come look."

The three of them took off down the corridor, stopping only at the entry way to the dungeons.

On the walls were the pictures of him and Snape kissing, touching.

Harry turned and grabbed Colin by the collar of his shirt. "You! You did this to us!"

"Harry! Harry calm down." Hermione said as she tried to get him to let go. The students watching them, mainly Slytherins', chatting softly at the stunt. Some even backing away from him as if he had the plague and would infect them.

"You pathetic piece of flesh. How dare you-"

"What's going on here?" Snape said as he walked up to the group. "Why are you all not in cla-?"

Harry let go of Colin and looked up at Snape with pleading eyes. He wanted nothing more then to hold the man and have him tell him everything would be okay.

"Is this true?" Malfoy asked above the crowd.

Harry turned to him and if looks could kill!

"It is what it looks like." Snape said, not looking Harry in the eye. "But I will have it know that we are waiting until he is out of school before we take our relationship to a more intimate level."

Harry didn't know what to think. Yes, Snape had said he wanted to wait but the had already been intimate. Did Snape not remember? Was it really that bad? And if he did remember, why was Snape trying to cover it up?

"Everyone should go to the Hall, now!" Snape said as he started to leave the crowded corridor.

Harry grabbed his arm and spun him around, kissing him soundly and squarely on the lips.

Snape pulled away, his eyes almost bulging as he looked down at Harry.

"I love you."

Snape's face flamed as he fled.

Harry fell to the floor, shaking from head to toe. He felt alone and cold, so much like he had just lost the only thing he had ever wanted. He couldn't help but wonder if Snape's blush was from embarrassment or anger.