Oh this is my favorite sort of fic--even on a second reading, my chest is tight, my stomach is in knots, and someone must be chopping onions nearby. *sniffles* I love the idea that Harry was literally making himself sick with jealousy because that's exactly what it's like only less apparent without the green skin. ;) Harry's fantasy was so hot and that moment when he thought Severus was outright rejecting him, the feeling of knives to the chest came through to me, too. Wonderful, happy ending. Really lovely work. Great job.