Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Cape of Storms ❯ Chapter 5: So where has love gone? ( Chapter 5 )

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Title: Cape of Storms
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Lucius/Harry Severus/Harry
Category: Drama, romance, slash
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Drama SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

SPOILERS AHEAD! You have been warned!

Cape of Storms

Chapter 5: So where has love gone?

I was amazingly up bright and early on this fine fall day. It was typical fall weather outside. The sky was a pale slate blue with multiple clouds and an occasional wind that stirred up the scattered leaves into a twister of color. Even as I dressed I heard the scratching, scraping and rattling of the rambling leaves and the occasional howl of the wind. I couldn't help but smile. I wasn't sure whether my smile was due to thoughts of tonight or because the weather just had that effect on me.

I stood and headed out of my quarters ad down the stairs, passing excited Gryffindor's who bellowed out cheerful greetings as I passed. I felt amazing. I hadn't felt this alive in months!

I walked into the Great Hall and took a seat beside a slightly scowling and tired looking Severus.

"What's wrong, Severus?"

"Last night was the night before Halloween," he stated.

I gave him a questioning look.

"Also known as the night of ghosts and devils or Moving night."

"Oh, that rings a bell! Dudley and his friends used to go out on moving night and cause trouble in the neighborhood. They used to eggs houses and cars, toilet paper trees, use shoe polish to write on peoples cars and windows and they would use bats to bash in mailboxes or set off firecrackers on someone's door step."

"Now imagine Dudley and his friends being able to use magic," yawned Severus.

"Sweet Merlin!"

"Yes and what makes it worse is the fact that they have access to those annoying Weasley twins trick sets. I am so close to sending those two a howler," he said in tired anger.

"They'd probably get a kick out of it," I said pouring a cup of coffee and handing it to Sev.

He gave a look thanks as he took the coffee and added a bit of sugar and just a smidgen of cream and then cradled it in his hands as he took a large sip. He sighed and then took another sip.

"So how many detentions did you hand out last night," I asked as I fixed my own cup of coffee.

"Only five but I was nice enough to allow them to attend tonight's party. Tomorrow night however and the rest of the weekend shall be spent helping me gather herbs and plants for my potions as well as sorting and labeling my potion ingredients that have just come in."

"That doesn't sound so bad. You had me scrubbing cauldrons," I said after a sip.

"The ingredients are mostly animal parts. Bat wings, eye of newt, tongue of toad, cat whiskers, toe nail of a lawyer."

I laughed, "Your joking about the lawyer toe nail right?"

"Maybe...," he said with an odd smile in place.

Just then the sound of wings flapping sounded as the mail for that morning came in the feet of over six hundred owls of various colors and sizes.

A few came towards the staff table, most of them dropping off newspapers. A very familiar, very small owl flew around erratically and then dive bombed the staff table. It hit the table with a loud thud and then jumped up, excitedly hooting in front of me.

"Calm down Pig! Come here you!"

I picked him up and he extended his leg hooting loudly. I saw a small parchment attached and quickly took it and stuck a piece of bacon in Pig's mouth to shut him up. He happily pecked his bacon while I unrolled the parchment. I began to read silently.

"What is it, Harry? Your eyes are as big as saucers."

I turned to look at Minerva and smiled, "Hermione's gone into labor. Mrs. Weasley says that it should be a while but she's betting it doesn't arrive until later tonight."

"That is great news!"

"A Hallowed Eve baby! And I bet it has the Weasley red hair," I said as I stood up and grabbed two blueberry muffins and y coffee.

"Leaving early again, Harry," asked Minerva.

"Yes, I have to make sure my boggart is still in the cupboard. I'll see you at lunch," I said I made my out of the Great Hall.

Using the boggart for today's lesson was bloody brilliant. The students were so excited that it was hard to get them to concentrate but I managed to get their attention and they all performed "Ridiculous" spectacularly. When it came time for lunch I sent the boggart back into the cupboard and locked it tight so that I could use it for Monday's lesson on the Patronous charm.

I watched the students file out of the class room and as soon as the last student was out I followed behind. Everyone filed into the lunchroom was beginning to look quite eerie thanks to the house elves and a few of the staff members and students. I passed the Gryffindor table and found myself at the staff table once again in-between Severus and Minerva. Severus sipped his coffee with a grumpy determination and picked at his sandwich while Minerva sipped her tea and chatted happily with Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick. I grabbed a turkey sandwich and some chips and began to eat quickly.

I felt eyes on me and turned to look around me at the surprised and slightly appalled faces.

"Harry, the turkey is dead. It's not going to run away," said Minerva.

I blushed slightly, "No, but I would like to eat and finish some of my duties before my last class so I can go visit Ron and Hermione at St. Mungo's. I am going to be a Godfather and I would like to be there for the birth of my Godson."

"If you get indigestion don't say we didn't warn you," said Sev with tired grin.

"I won't. You've got an hour and a half before your next classes Sev, why don't you go get in a nap."

He looked thoughtful and stood up, "I think I'll do just that."

We walked out side by side and when we came to the stairs I expected to part ways but instead I found myself yanked towards another set of stairs. I startled and looked into the now very awake eyes of Severus Snape.

"I thought you were tired," I asked.

"I've caught a second wind. Care to join me for a bit of afternoon delight," he asked as we stood on at the top of the stairs leading down into the dungeons.

"Why not! I'll just grade those papers tomorrow."

He grinned as we walked down those winding stairs. We turned a corner and I found myself in front of a large set of doors made of a dark wood with a painting of a black knight brandishing a long handled ax.

"Magnolia," Sev called and the doors swung open and we rushed inside. No sooner were we inside and the doors closed than Sev brought me flush against his chest and began to plunder my mouth, his hands working their way along my shoulders, back and finally my buttocks.

I couldn't help but moan into his mouth and writhe against him as our tongues dueled and parried in a fight for dominance. My hands went from being limply at my sides to pressing against his chest and working at his buttons. I felt one of his hands leave my bottom and the movement of his body and then that hand returned and the other vanished and his body moved again before that hand had also returned to my bottom, giving loving squeezes. We broke apart gasping as we looked into each others eyes. I saw a deep lust and need in those inky depths and my body shuddered in response. It was also then that I noticed his outer robe was gone and that my deft hands had unbuttoned his shirt leaving it hanging up and revealing his pale muscled chest viewable and looking very sexy. I grabbed his shirt and helped to pull it off of him while he watched with an amused grin.

"Seems I've created a sexual monster," he said in a husky voice.

I smiled up at him, "Are you going to help or just stand there? We've only got an hour."

He grinned and began to pull my robes off as he pushed me towards what I assumed to be his bedroom. My shirt came off as well as my pants and then his and socks and then boxers. When we reached his large bed I looked back at the trail of clothing on the floor and laughed. He grinned and pushed me back onto the bed and hovered over me with a predatory look.

"I suppose we can't go all the way tonight since you have to teach class and then go see the Weasley's. It's a shame but I suppose I will have to find some other way to pleasure you."

I shuddered and looked down my body to see my arousal standing at attention and then looked down a bit farther where I saw his stiff member. It looked a lot bigger and thicker than I remembered.

"Yes, I would like to be able to walk without the students and peers noticing the odd limp I seemed to have developed after leaving the hall with everyone's favorite potions professor."

He grinned and leaned in to lick and nibble my neck, slowly moving his way down until he came to my nipples. He licked and nibbled the brown nubs causing them to harden and then moved down farther until he came to my bellybutton which he licked and nibbled and then did the most erotic thing I had ever seen done to a belly button. He slid his tongue slowly and sensually over and into it looking at me as he did so. I moaned and gasped like a wanton whore and he seemed to love every sound that escaped from my gaping mouth.

He abandoned my belly button and moved down farther to my hips. He licked and nibbled my hip bone and then my inner thighs before he moved down farther where he licked the base of my aching member moving up to the head and then back down without having actually touched my sensitive tip. He did this a few times before he surprised me by taking all of me into his tight hot mouth. I screamed and writhed and then be began a slow rhythm as he went all the way down and then all the way back up, my member almost out of his mouth before he repeated it. He did this until I was aching with release and then he stopped.

"Sit up," he said thickly.

I did as told and watched as he lay down on the black bed sheets on his back on the opposite direction.

"I want you to get on all fours above me with your bottom facing me."

I flushed a deep red but did as I was told.

He grabbed my hips and pulled my bottom closer to his face. I felt his mouth once again cover my aching member and I moaned loudly and looked down and directly at his aching member. Curiosity filled me and so I acted. I lowered my head and took an explorative lick and then another and then I licked a trail around the head of head of his member and savored the salty taste of his skin and sweat. I then decided to try and take it all the way into my mouth. I opened wide and lowered my head until I was filled with him in my mouth and then I quickly raised my head to avoid gagging on his member.

I was deterred. I decided that practice makes perfect and so I kept trying and trying until I was finally able to take him deep into my mouth and to the back of my throat without gagging. I was so proud of myself and so diligent that I hadn't noticed his mouth had left my own aching member but what I had noticed were the deep moans and grunts and the occasional harsh whisper of my name. I stopped and turned to look at his face and grinned at the look of pleasurable need that was shown. I went back to work proudly.

"If only you were this determined when it came to potions," he said between breaths.

I felt his mouth cover my member again and I felt the fuzziness and pressure of my oncoming release.

"Com...coming...Sev..."

My orgasm hit and I rocked my hips as I released my seed into his mouth. I was zapped and yet still determined to bring him so I stayed on my hands and knees and continued to nip, suckle and swallow his member. It was then that I felt a slick digit trace my virgin entrance and then retreat before returning slicker than before. That digit then slowly and gently pushed passed the rings of muscle until it was as deep inside as it could go. It was slightly uncomfortable and yet, not un-pleasurable.

The digit slowly moved in and out and then it hit something deep inside and I gasped around Sev's member. I felt it hit that spot again and this time I cried out in pleasure and released Sev's member.

"Wha...what was that?"

"That is called your prostate."

I moaned as he moved his finger inside of me and returned to my duty. I wasn't going to stop until Sev also came but he was making it awfully hard to concentrate.

I felt that digit leave and then two fingers slowly pushed inside. It hurt as those two digits stretched my opening but soon the two were moving just as easily as the one had. The two soon became three that scissored and slid in and out of my body. I felt another orgasm building and I began to suck harder and faster, fondling Sev's heavy sac as I did. I felt his member grow rigid just as my orgasm hit and I felt it explode in mouth, a bitter and salty liquid flowed into my mouth and down my throat and I struggled to swallow as I moaned my own release into Sev's other hand.

I moved so that I wasn't hovering over him and then I collapsed on the bed.

"That was amazing, Sev."

"You're a quick study," he said huskily.

"How much time do we have," I asked as I closed my eyes.

"About half an hour," he replied.

"I'm going to borrow your shower, care to join me?"

He nodded and groggily stood up holding out a hand for me. I took it and was helped into a standing position.

We both stumbled our way into the bathroom and into his shower. He turned on the water and we were both sprayed with warm water. I grabbed a bar of soap and a rag started lathering both up before I helped wash Sev's back and then the rest of his body, mentally noting every scar, freckle, muscle, curve and line in his body like I had always wanted. It was then that I felt my chest constrict. I gasped and stopped moving the rag along his arms.

He immediately turned around and took my face into his large hands, "Harry? Harry, what's wrong?"

It got harder to breath and I began to gasp for air like a fish out of water. I felt a haziness take over and then everything went black.

The smell of clean linens and disinfectant was all around me. I slowly opened my eyes and blinked a few times so that my eyes could adjust to the light.

"Welcome back, Potter."

I turned to where the voice had come from and saw Minerva standing there with a grim look.

"What happened to Harry?"

"Harry is reserved for you when you're not doing idiotic things, like keeping secrets."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Was she talking about my Seizures or was she talking about Sev and me?

"Why would you keep such a thing from us? There was no need to. If you had let us known we could have helped you long ago."

"I didn't want to be a burden."

"BURDEN? Don't be ridiculous! We have a potion on hand that can easily help with seizures and if you had been truthful from the beginning you could have avoided all this and a lot of pain and aggravation to begin with. Not to mention that you're being under the weather makes Severus very grumpy and agitated."

I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment, "You know...about us?"

"I'm the Headmistress! There's nothing in this school that I don't know about. Don't make that face. I'm not angry. Most of the staff has suspected it for a while now and by now so does most of the school. You know how gossip goes."

"Potter...Harry...we're happy for you. We've wanted you to find happiness and the same goes for Severus. It's about time you both grab it for yourselves. Perhaps you'll even be able to replace that ring with another," she said as she looked down at the thin gold band on my ring finger.

"I've told the students that the rest of your classes have been cancelled and for the first time in all my years of teaching I heard moans of disappointment instead of hollers and hoots of excitement. Take care of yourself Harry, not just for you but for Severus, your friends, family and your students."

"Thank you Minerva."

"Now get a bit more rest. An owl arrived an hour ago announcing the birth of Lawrence Weasley. Congratulations, you're a Godfather."

I smiled and closed my eyes, "Lawrence Weasley. I wonder if I'll get to teach him."

"As long as I draw breath and after, you are assured a job at Hogwarts. Who knows...you might even be teaching your own children here as well."

"Doesn't seem likely," I said in my state of tiredness.

"Stranger things have been known to happen," softly echoed through the room as she left.

"Stranger things...," I repeated softly.

I wondered what they would discover if they continued to look into my illness. Would they find out that it was something treatable and that I had been a worrying over nothing or would they find out that it is as bad as I thought.? I would have to wait to find out because I refused to voice my worries out loud. I'm not sure if it's because I'm pig headed or because a part of me still wants to keep others from worrying about me.

The thoughts kept running through my head as I felt sleep pull me into its warm embrace.

I was released with a lot of warnings and demands on behalf of Poppy and Minerva and a thorough examination. Poppy insisted that I come whenever I felt any thing that usually occurred before a seizure. I had no choice but to agree. Any hopes of having a nice romantic Hallowed Eve with Severus had been ruined.

I had a bottle of fine wine that I was told was a very good year, whatever that means. I also had prepared my room with candles and rose petals and I had gone as far as buying some oil. I was fully prepared to give yet another piece of myself to him and in one moment it was all gone. I ended up using my romantic candles for light when grading papers and in the process I drank half of the bottle of wine. As for the rose petals...the house elves had them cleaned up by the time I returned to my room.

Life had returned to what it had been and before I knew it the months had flown by and the fall leaves were now covered by a blanket of pure white. I busied myself in my job and barely saw Severus. Somehow our budding relationship had had hit a hiatus if not worse. It seemed as if he were avoiding me and in truth I hadn't helped things any because I was too afraid to ask him why. It was as if approaching him would somehow make the situation worse. I fear rejection. I don't think I could bare it; it would be like losing someone I loved all over again. So we both kept our distance.

Today was no different.

I had Dobby bring breakfast to my quarters where I had eaten in silence and then I had walked straight to my class room. I had made it through two classes my third being a Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw fourth years.

"Okay class! Lower your wands!"

I watched as they all followed directions and the room quieted, "Your homework assignment is to continue to practice any of the three spells you did not perfect today in class. There will be an exam..." my head ached. It felt as if someone had punched me, but deep inside of my head.

"There will be an exam on Friday. Also, I would like your essays from last week and your theories as to why the patronous takes on the shapes that it does and why yours took its particular shape turned in tomorrow."

I felt ill. The headache worsened and then stopped.

"Are you okay," asked Emelie Rose in Ravenclaw.

"Yes, just a bit of a headache. Now class is dismissed."

I watched them file out and once the last student had left I sat sunk onto the stool in front of the classroom. The headache had gone away but I now felt nauseous and a tad bit weak. I stood up shakily and was about to walk to the classroom door when Severus appeared.

"Why have you been avoiding me," he asked.

I stopped and looked up into those ebony pools and fought the pain and nausea back, "Why have you been avoiding me?"

"I believe I asked you first."

I backed away and turned around. I started walking towards the front row of desks where I took a seat on the nearest stool and leaned forward so that I was resting my hands on the table.

"You're the one who didn't visit when I was in the infirmary. You're the one who stopped coming to see me and then you stopped coming to lunch. I got the feeling you were avoiding me."

"I needed time to think."

"ABOUT WHAT?"

I hadn't meant to yell...The nausea had gotten worse and now I had an ache in my chest and stomach.

"About me, about you, about us," he replied.

"Then why didn't you just tell me," I asked softly.

"Because I thought that perhaps I might have been thinking there was an "us" without really knowing there was. It keeps floating in my mind that the handsome Gryffindor hero of the wizarding world is with the greasy old traitor death eater slytherin and it just didn't add up. I can't figure out why you're with me. It's too good to be true. Then I realized...you never once said the word 'love'. Not even in passing."

"Neither have you," I said vehemently.

"Yes I have. I've said it a couple of times to which you've never replied. It's almost as if you choose not to hear it or you're deaf to only that word. Why," he asked as he paced the floor.

I sat quietly wondering if I should spill my heart to him. Should I tell him and start from the beginning or should I simply let what we have ended so that neither of us would be pulled in further. I felt my eyes grow hot.

"Perhaps this was a bad idea. Perhaps us, me and you; was a bad idea."

I watched as he turned his back on me and my eyes grew hot as tears collected and then fell from my eyes. He began walking out of the room and I felt my chest tighten. I raised my hand and tried to call out his name but my throat was tight and nothing came out. I saw the ends of his billowing robe vanish and I lost myself to the anguish and cried. I sat there and cried until the clock in my classroom struck one, letting me know that my next class would soon be arriving.

I stood up and wiped my eyes and face and then I walked to the front of the classroom and took a few deep breaths. The nausea had all but disappeared but my chest and stomach still ached. It felt like daggers were being shoved into my abdomen, stomach and chest and yet it burned like my leg had when I had been bit by the basilisk.

The shuffle of feet sounded down the hallway and soon the class began to fill. I watched as everyone took their seats and then faced forward showing me their bright and eager faces. My body felt heavy and each step was slow and awkward, as if I were a puppet on strings.

"Good afternoon class. Today we will continue our study of the patronous charm. Tomorrow we will practice against the boggart. So, pair up and take...”

My throat felt scratchy and thick and as I coughed uncontrollably into my hand that now covered my mouth I felt a new panic arise. The taste of copper filled my mouth and my panic caused my cough to worsen.

"Professor? Do you need a glass of water?"

I nodded my head as I continued coughing, doubling over with the effort to breath and at the ferocity of each couch that left my mouth.

I felt something thick and wet in my hand and as I pulled it away I saw bright crimson pooled and splattered in and around my hand. I coughed and watched as thick sprays of blood flew onto the spread palms of both of my hands.

"Someone get help," I heard one of my male students yell.

"Who?"

"Gregory, grab any Professor you see in the hall! Vance and Leore, go get Madam Pomphrey! QUICK!"

I continued coughing as I fell to me knees in front of my remaining class. I stared at my bloody hands as they blurred in and out in front of me. I heard rushed footsteps and heard the familiar howl of Minerva's voice.

"Out of the way! All of you, into the hallway! Class is dismissed! I don't want to see any of you in the hall!"

I felt her hands touch my face, forcing me to look up into worried eyes that blurred in and out in my vision, "Harry, can you hear me?"

I nodded and felt my coughing lessen but the taste of blood was still there. I saw Poppy kneel in front of me with her wand out and ready and at her side was Severus. I saw him and that panicked look and I felt the coughing grow again. Red spit once again flying into my hands.

I felt a cloth pressed against my mouth and I grabbed for it, holding it in place. In-between coughs I was handed a potion which I drank quickly. It took only a second for my body to numb and then the coughing stopped. I felt something warm and wet dribbling out of the corner of my mouth as I was gently pushed back into a laying position on the floor of my classroom.

I watched as the hustled and bustled above me and heard muddled sounds of talking and incantations and then there was no sound. I watched everything as if I was some distance away from it all and then the view blurred and instead of the usual darkness I saw light, bright blinding light. It was a warm and inviting light that seemed to pull me towards it and I followed until the brightness got so bright that there was nothing but white...

To Be Continued...

I wanted to give thanks to dablksaiyangurl. You really are too kind. Thank you. It's reviews like the one that you gave that make me want to try harder so that I can publish one of my original stories.

Also to Nitasha , I bought my copy of Last Quarter at Best Buy. I had to get Moon Child at an anime convention but if you check your local Best Buy or Suncoast they should have it and for a good price.

Oh, speaking of L'arc en Ciel! I just finished Fullmetal Alchemist the series and the movie and boy did I cry! I am now in love with Link and Lost Heaven by L'arc En Ciel. I mean...I love L'arc en ciel anyway and have ALL of their albums as well as Hyde's and a Tetsu's but the song Lost Heaven seems to fit FMA. I am actually writing an Ed/Roy fic at the moment using Lost Heaven. I'm sorry, but I have got to have a better ending than what they gave me in the movie.

Is anyone going to Katsucon this year?

Well I'd better go. Work and such...Tomorrow I take my first Pilates lesson.

Kat