Snarry Sweet Sick Fic

Chapter 7

Um. Hi again. Sorry I've been gone so long. Just moved to another country (only staying for a year or so, maybe) and I've had a busy life.

Harry

As indignant as Severus may appear when Harry pulls him into the restaurant, he doesn't seem to disturbed by the idea of having dinner together.

"So. Severus." Honestly, Harry doesn't have anything to say. He just wants a reason to say Severus' name. "Severus Tobias Snape." Harry crunches on a piece of ice, and Severus reprimands him. "What's your dad like? Or was, I guess. Tobias, right?"

Regret shoots through him as Severus immediately stiffens, stabbing his food too hard. "Abusive." Oh shit. Don't push. Say something.

"Yeah?" Severus doesn't respond. He's glaring at his feet. "Hey, I know a bit about that."

Severus snorts. "Grow up, Potter. A little bullying is normal for any youth. It's nothing to be upset over."

It flies out of Harry's mouth before he can stop it, and then Harry already knows his temper has taken him too far. "Then why hate my dad so much just 'cuz he showed everyone your ass?"

Severus doesn't even say anything. Harry waits for the bomb to explode, then realizes Slytherins don't explode the way Gryffindors do.

"Shit. Sorry. I didn't mean to- It's a nice arse." Oh, fucking hell.

Severus only stands up stiffly, and leaves the table, his face so twisted and woven, Harry can't begin to untangle it.

"Sorry," Harry murmurs weakly after Severus. He wants to run his fingers over Severus until the tension melts off of him and then keep touching him anyway.

Damn himself for letting Severus slip through his fingers.

Severus

Was he teasing? Did he mean it? No, of course not. Why would he mean it?

It's just his luck that as soon as he walks out the door, who should he run into but Sirius Black. He is not in a good mood.

"Goodness, Black, you're looking even more mangy tonight. What happened- did you break up with the dead woman's husband?" True to Slytherin nature, Severus goes for the lowest blow he can pinpoint in a second.

Black, alone and actually looking a bit depressed, has the audacity to be hurt by the comment. "Bastard." Uncharacteristically, Black tries to drop it and move past Severus.

Not happening. Severus needs a fight. Harry gives him so many emotions. He's going to need an outlet. "Too scared, Black? I deeply apologise if I hit a nerve. I know you're sensitive after the war, what with all the dead leaving behind available men, it must be so devastating."

Severus smiles cooly when Sirius growls and turns around. "Jealous, Snape? At least I've got the fucking guts to go get the guy. Or have you told Harry you're in love with him?"

Severus splutters, turning bright red- he can feel it crawling unpleasantly. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone," he hisses.

Sirius snickers. "I can tell you since you're already so sure of your feelings."

Is he implying that Severus isn't? "I am."

Sirius' grin only widens. "That wasn't sarcastic, Snape, I know you are. That just makes you pathetic."

I know it does. Severus clenches his fist, reaching for his wand, but Sirius whips his own out first. He's just about to wave it when-

"Stop it! Both of you!" In marches Potter. "There's no problem with Sirius going with Remus, okay Snape? So you can drop it."

What? Merlin, grant me death. "Potter. How long have you been standing there?" Please, please, please say not long.

Harry- no- Potter gazes at Severus with an unreadable look in his eyes. "Since you made the comment about the war."

One look at Sirius shows that Sirius had no idea Potter was there either.

"Severus, we need to talk-"

Severus is already backing away. "No we don't." He apperates as close as he can to Hogwarts and practically runs the rest of the way.

Harry

Merlin. God. Fuck.

Of all the things Harry's ever imagined, this has never been one of them. Severus, in love with him?

And even more far fetched- Severus afraid to say anything? Never in Harry's wildest dreams did he ever think for a moment that Severus would willingly identify as pathetic, because Harry could tell that expression in Severus' face was agreement. Ashamed agreement.

Grimmauld Place? But no, Severus hates that place and he wouldn't be that stupid. Harry's stupid for considering it.

"God, where the fuck is Severus?" Harry paces in front of Sirius, who raises his eyebrows at the use of Severus' first name.

"He apparated, Harry." Harry makes an exasperated noise. "You might want to go find him." Harry makes another exasperated noise.

"Yes, I know that!" then he stops. "Did you just- are you telling me to-"

"I'd check Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts." Of course! "Sirius, you're the best. Really." Harry apperates.

Harry knows that Severus has probably already locked himself in some room and won't let Harry in, so Harry sighs, strolling the hallways. Maybe he could talk to the headmistress about staying the night?

"A minute, Potter!"

Harry taps his fingers on his knees as he sits down to wait. All he can hear are two voices speaking quietly, and then Minerva raises her voice, a tone that ends the discussion. "I won't accept it. You cannot just run away from your problems. It may not even turn out to be a problem.

"Minera-" Is that Severus?

"Absolutely not. I will not hear it. Go talk to him." Are they talking about me?

Harry has no time to contemplate it very long, because the door opens and Severus stalks out, glowering.

Harry shoots up. "Hey Severus. There you are. I really think we need to talk." Severus ignores him completely, but Harry hurries to stand in front of Severus. "C'mon, Sev, throw me something. Give me a smile. Hex me to the end of the earth."

Severus growls. "Out of my way, Potter."

It hurts, but Harry smiles around it, undeterred. "At least I know you can see me. I see you too. More than you know, really. I see the way you almost smile-" he's walking backwards now, because it's the only way to not get walked around, and he prays he doesn't trip. "I see the way you care about stuff and you're just afraid to show it. I see the way you're blushing right now. I like what I see, Severus, and not in a creepy way. I-"

"I don't want to hear it." Severus opens the door to his chambers and slams it behind him, leaving Harry to stare at the door in his face.

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