Constant

[bleedingangel84]

Title: Constant

Author: bleedingangel84

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: Harry/Severus

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 316

Written for: alisanne, to show her my love and appreciation. I wrote some Snarry, just for you! I hope this helps cheer you up a bit. I know your fic always cheers me up, so I figured it was past time to return the favour. Get well soon! Much love.

Notes: First foray into Harry/Severus as a main pairing. I hope this isn’t too awful, but I wanted to give writing Snarry a try. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction written for fun, not profit. All Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling and related copyright holders, not me. Don’t sue. I’m just playing with them.

Summary: Harry and Severus share a sweet moment during a private potions lesson.

Constant

“Not bad, Potter. Since when were you decent at making potions?”

“I followed the notes in your old potions book. They were brilliant.”

“Did you just call me brilliant?”

"Yes, well, don’t let it go to your head. I learned a fair bit from you last year, and you weren’t even teaching the subject. Slughorn loves me because of your book, y’know.”

“Not an image I want in my head, Potter. Bite your tongue!”

“I’d rather you did that, sir.”

“Potter! You are barely of age, and we hate each other. What is the meaning of this?”

“I am of age, as you said, and I do not hate you. I haven’t for quite some time. Just hearing your voice does things to me.”

“I cannot allow this to continue, Potter. Please leave before we both do something regrettable.”

“Look me in the eye and ask me to leave, if you want that so much.”

“I can’t, damn you! you know why! Those enchanting eyes of yours are enough to do any man’s head in.”

“Severus, no one is going to hex you. I want this. Please.”

Harry eyed the potions master with a look of pleading until the older man closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

“Potter, you unholy imp. You are temptation personified, you realise.”

“I was rather counting on it, really.”

“Silence!”

Severus took Harry’s face in his hands then, studying it closely before lowering his lips to the younger man’s. The kiss was soft and surprisingly gentle, tasting of chocolate and peace. During that moment, turmoil seemed to still for both men.

“Thank you, Severus.” Harry murmured, burying his face against the older man’s neck.

“I should thank you, Harry. Was that what you wanted?”

“It was more. You make me feel safe. You’ve always been a constant in my life.”

“I always will. You’re stuck with me now, Potter.”

“Thank Merlin!”

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