Severus left early the next morning, moving carefully so as not to wake up the two men sleeping on either side of him. Chiding himself for a fool, he hurried back to his own quarters to change and make himself presentable for class. He felt rested and relaxed, but somehow weary, stretched and troubled all at once. How was it that he could find peace in the arms of two men hated? Though he didn't really always hate them did he? At least not Remus anyways.
"Those damnable boys are turning me soft...especially that damned Harry Potter!" he muttered to himself as he left his quarters again, not feeling up to putting up his potion master facade and trying to drill something into these snivelling little brats that Dumbledore insisted were children. But his masks flew up anyway as they always did the second he walked into his classroom. The day was tiresome.
His second year class had turned into a large brawl when George Minkus 'accidently' dropped essance of willow into Lilian Selie's potion, causing it to explode rather spectacularly-her boyfriend had immediately stepped in and punched Minkus in the nose. Minkus' friends immediatly threw themselves into the fray and Jason's friends joined the growing brawl as well. They fought while the girls screamed. It was the screaming that brought Snape out of his store room. He broke the fight up immediately by suspending the offendors in mid air. Jason went to the hospital wing with a broken nose and George followed him with a badly bruised rib. And were that not enough, his fourth year class had for no appearent reason broken into a chorus of 'you are my sunshine.' It seemed the world was against him today. His last class for the day had filed out of the room and he sighed in relief. Normally the first thing he did at the end of the day was high-tail it out of the room, but he felt so bone weary that he couldn't move.
"Hey." He looked up to find Harry Potter leaning in his door.
"Hello." Harry chuckled softly and walked into the room.
"You look like crap." He said, standing in front of Snape's desk with his arms crossed.
"Thank you ever so much, Mr. Potter."
"You're quite welcome." Severus growled at him and he walked around the desk. "You look like you've had a trying day, my friend." He set his hands lightly on Severus' shoulders and ran his thumbs up the man's neck.
"Do I?"
"Yes. Even if you didn't, my second and fourth year classes filled me in on the...incidents...in Potions today."
"Did they...oh, that feels good." Harry had started kneeding at his shoulders. Harry chuckled and pressed his thumbs to either side of Severus' spine. "Oh...little to the left...yah that's the spot..." he smiled contently and leaned on his desk. "little harder...Merlin you have magical hands." Harry laughed again.
"Draco seems to think so."
"He's a lucky man...Harry? Can I talk to you? In private?" Harry nodded and lifted his hands from Severus' shoulders.
"Your place or mine?" Severus laughed.
"Mine's closer...you sound like an actor from a bad porn-ograph."
"Porn-ograph?"
"Wizard equivelent of a Porn movie." Harry made an 'ah' face and followed Severus out of his classroom and to his quarters, mildly curious as to how Severus knew what a porn movie was.
Severus poured himself a glass of firewiskey as soon as the door was closed. He offered the bottle to Harry, but his young friend waved it off.
"Harry? May we speak of my sex life for a moment?"
"You have a sex life?" Harry teased. Severus glared at him and he stopped laughing. "Alright. Shoot."
"Last night...I spent the night in the arms of two men I could have sworn I hated..." Harry's eyes opened wide.
"Which two...?" He questioned carefully.
"Black and Lupin."
"This was consentual...?" Severus laughed.
"Yes, it was consentual. Rather odd...good though. To make a long story short...I got there and I climbed right on the bed and lay down, just planning on giving a little nudge you know...but I fell asleep."
"You fell asleep? You're not asking for a 'sorry I feel asleep while we were supposed to be having sex' card are you?" Severus laughed again and looked up at the young professor adoringly. He hadn't been able to speak to anyone this freely since he was young enough to think that Albus was nothing more cunning than a gradfatherly mouse.
"No I am not. They thought I was just giving them a hint or something, so they woke me up...rather pleasently actually...but...Harry, as I'm sure you know, I'm no rockie when it comes to sex...and certainly I've done three ways before..but this...this was disturbing. I cried." He sounded confused and scared, as though he'd just relayed the biggest secret in the world.
"There's nothing wrong with that..."
"Harry, I haven't cried in sixteen years." Harry snapped his mouth shut with an audiable click. "And then I just...fell asleep." Now he sounded almost disgusted.
"Now there's definitely nothing wrong with that, I do that all the time."
"I haven't fallen asleep after sex since I was sixteen. I'm thirty-five now...Death-Eater traing."
"Oh. Well...maybe you were just tired?" Harry asked lamely.
"I have been through situations in which I haven't slept in fourty-eight hours, had to preform and stay awake long enough to kill the bastard before leaving and being put on guard for six hours." Harry sighed.
"Well, Severus...perhaps you felt safe. Perhaps you were comfortable and safe enough in my godfather and his lover's arms that your body didn't feel the need to stay awake." Severus shook his head sharply.
"I would feel safe in Remus Lupin and Sirius Black's arms? Black attempted to get me killed when we were in school. Had your father not stepped in, Lupin would have torn me to shreds." Severus reminded him.
"In who's arms do I spend every posible moment?"
"That's not revlevent."
"Yes it is, answer the question."
"Draco's." Harry nodded sagely and let Severus mull over the statement. Severus blinked at him in surprise when he understood the refrence. Harry and Draco had been the bitterest of enemies, yet they fit so perfectly together. They had one of the best relationships Severus had ever encountered and both seemed very happy.
"Severus? Appeal to Remus. I'm not even sure as to the *whole* story that lead you and Sirius to hate eachother so much, but Remus...you'll see what I mean. Get him alone for an hour and just let him make you feel better." Severus leveled a glare at him.
"Why do I get the feeling there's more behind that statement than you're letting on?" Harry smiled secretively and stood, patting him lightly on the shoulder.
"You'll see." he said simply. "I'll see you at dinner. And you *will* eat something tonight." Harry said firmly before embracing his former professor and current friend.