Wizarding World One Shots (Discontinued)

as many ways No. 17

[as many ways to make a teacher blush][
No.17

'I have my proof, he is mine. My love for him will keep me strong. It will keep me sound. I have him and it's all that I could want. Then, why, do I have this emptiness inside of me...?'

"Harry, are you ready to go to dinner?" Snape asked as he finished pulling on his robes.

"Why can't we just stay in?" Harry whined. He rolled onto his back and let his arms dangle over the side of the bed, watching Snape upside down.

"You and Miss Granger are being honored tonight. You have to attend."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Why should I? Everyone knows we're taking up teaching. Besides..." Harry got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around Snape. "I have better things we could do."

Snape pulled Harry's arms away. The boy had been acting strange for the last few weeks. He'd been... well, clingy! "You have to go, and that's final."

"Don't talk to me like that." Harry said. "I'm tired, and it's hot. I just want to stay here, with you."

"Harry, is something wrong? You've been acting different."

"I'm fine, really, just the stress." Harry sighed as he turned around and looked for his clothes. Pulling on his shirt, the slacks, he paused. His pants were too small? If truth be told, he did look a little more filled out. Not that he minded, at least he wasn't too thin. But it was just... weird. He decided not to say anything as he didn't want to hear Snape complain about him needed to gain even more weight.

"Are you ready?" Snape asked as he held out his hand, his ring shining in the dying embers of the fire.

Harry was lost in thought as he looked at it. Snape had gotten him one as well, a week later. He loved the ring. It was proof that Snape truly loved him. But he still couldn't get over the fact that something felt wrong to him.

"Harry?"

Harry jerked his head up to meet Snape concerned eyes. He gave a soft smile, trying to hide his doubts. "Might as well get this over with."

They walked slowly, hand in hand, down the corridor.

Snape stopped Harry as they were about to enter the Great Hall and pulled him in for a kiss.

"What was that for?" Harry asked. Not that he minded but he was used to Snape being the calm one between the two.

"Just had to make sure you weren't a dream."

Harry frowned at that but didn't have time to ask anything, Snape pulled them both into the Hall and stomped his was up to the Head Table.

"Hello Severus. Harry." Dumbledore greeted them.

Both just nodded and took their seats at the far end with Hermione.

Harry and Hermione talked quietly, looking out at their fellow students every now and then.

Harry paused in his conversation as he noticed Draco Malfoy look in their direction. After a moment, Harry noticed he was looking at Snape. His head jerked around, his gaze landing on his love.

There. Snape was looking back. Harry whipped around in time to see Malfoy mouth something to Snape and get up. Harry's heart was pounding. What was going on?

He become even more panicked when a few minutes later, Snape started to rise, whispering that he had potions to brew for Poppy. Harry grabbed his arm, his eyes wide, fearful. He pulled Snape back down into his chair, despite Snape's protest, and kissed him.

When it was over, Snape pulled back, a slight blush to his face. "What's wrong?"

Harry licked his lips. His mouth suddenly gone dry. He searched his brain for something to say. Something to do! Then it hit him. Like a bulb going off in his mind and hitting him repeatedly.

Harry looked around the Great Hall to make sure no one was looking, then he pulled up the side of the white table cloth and slid under the table. Once kneeling, he quickly undid Snape's pants and pulled him out.
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As he was slowly returning to his seat, he found (half way there) the entire Hall was looking at him. He turned to Snape but stopped when he saw him.

Snape was hunched over, his face buried him his arms to hide. But there was still that side of his face that he couldn't hide. And that part was beat red!

That was when Harry realized Snape must have cried out his release to the Great Hall.

He couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips.