bertas (bertas) wrote in severus_sighs, @ 2010-03-15 21:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | ficlet, member: bertas, pairing: severus/harry, rating: pg |
Dreams for snow by BertaS
Title: Dreams
Author: BertaS
Pairing: Severus and Harry
Rating: PG
Word Count: 761
Warnings: Slash – Cross Dressing –Post DH
Summary: Severus Snape considered his situation as carefully as he could with his head feeling as though it would fall from his shoulders at the slightest provocation. He rarely consumed enough alcohol to acquire a hangover, but when he did…
A/N: Written for atypicalsnowman’s birthday. I do not own anything you may recognize.
Dreams
He lay still, trying to piece together what he remembered. His day and evening, up to and including the harassment of that lout Brendon whatever his name was, had been usual enough. He frowned; Brendon had just made his usual loud complaint about the management allowing someone like Severus to sit at the bar. He could always be counted on to make some comment on Severus’ attire. Which that evening was a midnight blue evening gown, split up the side almost to Severus’ hip and nearly backless.
Severus had been surprised to feel a hand, a strong male hand slide down his bare spine to settle on the small of his back. This would not ordinarily have bothered Severus as he would usually have been covered from ankle to neck in several layers if he were not looking for company. But it was the frission of magic that accompanied the light caress that caused Severus to arch his back slightly and his eyes to smolder as he turned to face the man.
Severus thought he had been able to hide most of the shock he had felt at recognizing the young man beside him. However as he thought about it now he was sure he had seen a glint of amusement in the brilliant green eyes.
Severus shifted slightly on the unfamiliar bed. His movement was answered by a sleepy groan as well as an arm being thrown around his waist. Severus held his breath as he was pulled tight against a hard, very male body. He shivered slightly as he again felt the other man’s magic dancing along his nerve endings. He recalled reveling in that feeling the previous evening. He had always been attracted to power and no one could deny that Harry Potter had power to spare.
The young man had surprisingly wined and dined him the previous evening. Severus was unsure just why Harry Potter had made such a determined play for his affections as he would have thought that the young man still hated him. But as Potter was offering what he wanted, he had not even attempted to play hard to get.
Severus was brought out of his rumination when Potter stilled and his breathing sped up. Unsure what was wrong, Severus gripped the hand that had doubled into a fist against his sternum.
“I… um…” Harry began as he started to pull away.
Severus snorted before sneering, “And here I thought you would have learned to speak by now, Potter.” He rolled so he could look up at the younger man who was now leaning on one elbow. He watched as Harry’s face reflected shock, fear, and something he could not identify before finding himself with his arms full of Harry.
Harry was almost incoherent as he babbled against his neck and Severus rolled his eyes. “Mister Potter,” he drawled, “I could hardly be considered, by anyone, to be a dream.”
Harry moved closer caressing Severus’ cheek, “You don’t understand.” His hand trailed down Severus’ throat to the scars. “I thought you were dead. I thought…” He suddenly sat up and turned away and let out a half sob. “I thought I had actually managed to bring home someone that just vaguely looked a little like you.” He swallowed hard. “I’ve come close to doing that before.”
“I see.” Severus shifted so he could caress Harry’s side. He frowned and shifted again. When he spoke it was slowly. “Mister Potter… Harry, did I… top last night?”
Harry shook his head, “I don’t think so.” He grinned. “I’m pretty sure I’d still be able to feel you.” His grin became rueful before he continued, “Frankly, I don’t really remember much after we got here and started drinking the Fire Whiskey.
Severus let his hand slide around to Harry’s back as the younger man leaned back on his elbow.
“It would appear you are doing better than I, as I don’t know where here is.” Severus admitted reluctantly.
Harry smiled broadly as he leaned closer. “We’re at Hogwarts.” And just before he crushed their lips together he whispered, “Welcome home Severus.”
BertaS
Happy birthday snow.