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nephirThis was written for one of the Dawn to Dusk Harry/Sev Fuh-Q-Fests.
Title: Once Again, It’s You
Author: Nephir
Rating: G-NC17
Pairing: HP/SS
Challenge: Written for the Dawn to Dusk Harry/Sev Fuh-Q-fest Challenge # 1) Write FOUR separate drabbles, stories of exactly one hundred words each. All drabbles must be interconnected somehow and they must go from G to PG to R to NC17. One of each.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine *sob*. I only play with them, gently and with care. They belong only to *her*.
Notes: Late, but here it is (I really didn’t want to be on the Party Pooper list).
Feedback: Nephir@yahoo.com (its like breathing, necessary and ignored until you turn blue)
G:
Harry liked helping Severus with his Potions classes most of the time, except when it came down to the combined Gryffindor/Slytherin 6th years. How Severus had managed to deal with Neville Longbottom for seven years he’d never understand.
He watched, frozen in fear as this year’s version of Neville added too many pinches of powered wormwood root. His eyes sought Severus’ across the room as smoke boiled out of the cauldron and obscured his vision. Dizzy, he stumbled in the smoke and was surprised to find himself looking deep into the dark eyes of Severus Snape.
“Oh no” he whispered.
PG:
He looked around the classroom in confusion.
“Severus?” he asked with confusion in his voice, “where did everyone go?”
“What in the world are you talking about Potter? And I don’t remember giving you permission to call me by my given name. What, may I ask, are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be out chasing Death Eaters?”
“What are you babbling about?” Harry exclaimed. “I’ve been your assistant since graduation. We decided that with our Bonding, that it would be better if we worked together.”
“Bonding?” Severus snarled. “Why would I Bond with you?”
“Because you love me, you git.”
R:
“What?” Severus cried out. “Have you lost what few brain cells you had Potter?”
‘You’ve not called me Potter since we began our relationship.” Harry’s eyes darted frantically around the classroom. “When was Voldemort defeated?” he suddenly asked.
“He’s not been defeated you silly boy.”
“Then I’m in the wrong Hogwarts” Harry sighed. “We defeated Him during my seventh year. I expect that the extra wormwood root is why I am here rather than in the arms of my husband.”
He reached out and stroked his hand along the stunned Potion Master’s torso down to his penis, cupping it gently.
NC17:
He felt the flesh under his hand fill with blood in response to his touch.
“You can’t tell me you’ve never thought of shagging me” he said with a leer as he pressed down firmly on the growing bulge.
Severus shuddered and thrust into the hand holding him.
Harry knelt down and mouthed Severus’ groin through the fabric of his robes. Quickly ducking his head under the robes he swallowed the erection he’d been pressing on.
“Merlin’s balls” Severus shrieked.
A wave of dizziness crashed over Harry once again, and he found himself back in the classroom he’d started in.
Title: Once Again, It’s You
Author: Nephir
Rating: G-NC17
Pairing: HP/SS
Challenge: Written for the Dawn to Dusk Harry/Sev Fuh-Q-fest Challenge # 1) Write FOUR separate drabbles, stories of exactly one hundred words each. All drabbles must be interconnected somehow and they must go from G to PG to R to NC17. One of each.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine *sob*. I only play with them, gently and with care. They belong only to *her*.
Notes: Late, but here it is (I really didn’t want to be on the Party Pooper list).
Feedback: Nephir@yahoo.com (its like breathing, necessary and ignored until you turn blue)
G:
Harry liked helping Severus with his Potions classes most of the time, except when it came down to the combined Gryffindor/Slytherin 6th years. How Severus had managed to deal with Neville Longbottom for seven years he’d never understand.
He watched, frozen in fear as this year’s version of Neville added too many pinches of powered wormwood root. His eyes sought Severus’ across the room as smoke boiled out of the cauldron and obscured his vision. Dizzy, he stumbled in the smoke and was surprised to find himself looking deep into the dark eyes of Severus Snape.
“Oh no” he whispered.
PG:
He looked around the classroom in confusion.
“Severus?” he asked with confusion in his voice, “where did everyone go?”
“What in the world are you talking about Potter? And I don’t remember giving you permission to call me by my given name. What, may I ask, are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be out chasing Death Eaters?”
“What are you babbling about?” Harry exclaimed. “I’ve been your assistant since graduation. We decided that with our Bonding, that it would be better if we worked together.”
“Bonding?” Severus snarled. “Why would I Bond with you?”
“Because you love me, you git.”
R:
“What?” Severus cried out. “Have you lost what few brain cells you had Potter?”
‘You’ve not called me Potter since we began our relationship.” Harry’s eyes darted frantically around the classroom. “When was Voldemort defeated?” he suddenly asked.
“He’s not been defeated you silly boy.”
“Then I’m in the wrong Hogwarts” Harry sighed. “We defeated Him during my seventh year. I expect that the extra wormwood root is why I am here rather than in the arms of my husband.”
He reached out and stroked his hand along the stunned Potion Master’s torso down to his penis, cupping it gently.
NC17:
He felt the flesh under his hand fill with blood in response to his touch.
“You can’t tell me you’ve never thought of shagging me” he said with a leer as he pressed down firmly on the growing bulge.
Severus shuddered and thrust into the hand holding him.
Harry knelt down and mouthed Severus’ groin through the fabric of his robes. Quickly ducking his head under the robes he swallowed the erection he’d been pressing on.
“Merlin’s balls” Severus shrieked.
A wave of dizziness crashed over Harry once again, and he found himself back in the classroom he’d started in.