Nasty Love Potion

Chapter: One

Harry stumbled through the corridors, panting heavily as he fought the effects of the potion in his system. His mind fought with itself, the side with reason pointed out that Ginny was just a sister to him but the side under the control of the potion desperately tried to convince Harry that loving Ginny couldn't be that hard, touching her and kissing her would be easy but it only proved to make Harry sick.

Harry fell against the cool stone, letting out a hiss of pleasure when the cool stone came in contact with his heated skin. He turned to pant into the stone, brows furrowed in pain when his insides started to revolt against the love potion coursing through his blood stream. He groaned out in pain when he doubled over, coughing raggedly as he started to crawl to his destination and away from Ginny, who he suspected was waiting in the Gryffindor common room for him.

"Mister Potter, why am I not surprised to find you out after curfew? Twenty points from Gryffindor." Snape sneered at him in disgust.

"Y-You-You've g-got to h-h-help-help m-me." Harry struggled to free himself of his outer robes and he sighed in brief relief from the cool air only to continue to overheat under his skin.

"What is the matter with you? Disturbing me from my precious time is an offense worth a minimum of fifty points Potter." Snape hissed angrily, obviously not hearing Harry from before - which wasn't a surprise as he could barely raise his voice above a whisper.

"P-Potion! L-Love Potion!" Harry gasped out, clawing at his throat, wanting desperately to get the goddamn potion out of his system as he felt his throat start to close.

Before another second could pass Harry felt his chin grasped and pulled upwards until he was kneeled in front of the Potion Master, looking up at him with glazed eyes. Harry wanted to cry in relief when he saw Snape pull a vial out of his robes and shove it down Harry's throat. The effect was immediate, his throat opened up and he could feel his body temperature cool down.

He could feel the pain in his body dim but it still ached like a day after an extremely intense workout. He was gasping for breath, his eyes closed as silent tears slipped past his closed eye lids, relief flowing over him like a tsunami. He could hear small mutters and a growl of anger before he was roughly yanked up and cradled.

A musky, spicy scent assaulted his nose and he absentmindedly leaned into the touch, breathing in the scent and drowning himself in the safe hold he was held in. He nuzzled the soft cloth of robes, momentarily forgetting who was under the robes.

"Stop it, Potter!" Snape growled, dropping Harry none too gently onto a couch. Harry winced. "The Potion in your system is a new one - only a year old or so - and highly illegal!" Snape pulled another vial out of his Potion Pouch, hesitating when he looked down at Harry who only keened, wanting anything that would get him better as he could feel his temperature rise again. His veins properly ached for a touch, specifically Ginny's touch. "When were you fed Impetum ex desiderio?" Snape asked urgently.

"D-Dinner." Harry downed the potion Snape handed him, slumping against the couch.

"Who?!" Snape growled angrily.

"We-Weasley! G-Gin-Ginny." Harry felt a bit bad about ratting on her but threw it away. "What Potion?" He gasped out, clutching his stomach when it gave a sharp stab of pain.

"Impetum ex desiderio. Roughly translates to 'attack of desire'. It is a poison and also a love potion." Snape kneeled before Harry, gripping his jaw painfully tight, looking deep into the green eyes that seemed to glaze over by the second.

"H-How-" Harry couldn't help but nuzzle into the hand that ran through his hair, forgetting that he was in the middle of talking.

"I don't have anything to treat it," Snape admitted sadly, concerned at such responses from Harry. "Your ability to fight off such a dangerous poison is quite astounding," Snape admitted with narrowed eyes.