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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO:

"I'll join you for your Occlumency lesson later, if you don't mind," Harry smiled at Severus as they sat down to dinner together in Severus's quarters. "I know how Ron had his shields in the other timeframe, so it might be better if I taught him while you focus on Harry."

"Your assistance would be appreciated," Severus replied, and Harry saw the gratitude hidden in his eyes and smiled. Severus wouldn't have looked forward to teaching Ron; in the other timeline the two of them never had learned to get along, really.

"Do you think we'll be summoned on Friday?" Harry asked, picking up his cutlery and attacking his meal – he had missed several meals again and was rather hungry.

"There is a high probability for that to be the case," Severus replied, and Harry shook his head with a smirk. The man could never say anything in a simple way.

"I was thinking of telling him that I had managed to slip Dumbledore a cursed object and pass it off as an anonymous assassination attempt," he said, taking a sip of water. "Of course, I would make sure to mention your help," Harry smirked at his companion. "As for the Order, I thought we could let him know that I sidelined Dumbledore in the last meeting, all but assuming leadership. I would mention that Dumbledore suggested to extend the hand of forgiveness to Narcissa Malfoy to get their hands on the Malfoy fortune, and that I managed to persuade the Order that it would be wise to sway the Ministry onto our side, using bribes if necessary." By this point both men were openly smirking, and Harry cut himself another bite of steak as he said innocently, "Sirius Black gave me full control over the Black vaults, of course – he is my godfather, after all," his eyes glinting as he met Severus's gaze.

"The Dark Lord will be pleased," Severus drawled, eyeing Harry appreciatively as he raised his glass to his lips.

"That is my sole purpose in life," Harry said mockingly, and Severus's lips twitched.

"I suggest you tell him that," he said blandly, turning his attention to the meal and smirking at Harry's low laugh.

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Harry was sitting quietly in a corner when Ron and his younger counterpart arrived for their Occlumency lesson, and he was rather curious when both boys paled upon seeing him there with the Potions Master.

"What's the matter?" he asked, tipping his head as he looked at the boys. Younger Harry looked faintly sick, actually.

"It's nothing," Ron said faintly, closing the door behind them. Harry raised his eyebrows – there was definitely something going on. And then he noticed how the two boys studiously tried to avoid looking at either him or Severus, and a thought occurred to him.

"Severus," he said, his lips twitching, "you didn't cast a freshening charm on yourself before you went to class, did you." Severus looked at him, not seeming to understand his point, but Harry saw how his younger counterpoint suddenly blanched and couldn't keep a huge grin from splitting his face.

"I'm gay?" younger Harry suddenly asked, looking slightly panicked, and Harry lost it. He laughed till he ended up clutching his side, gasping that he couldn't breathe, and it took him a while to get himself back under control enough for only the occasional giggle to escape him.

"Don't worry," he managed to say, "If you continue as I did, then you'll end up married to an absolutely amazing woman," he smirked at the look of relief on his counterpart's face. "But you're bisexual, yes," he added cruelly, giving Severus a heated look that had both Harry and Ron choking.

"Enough," Severus ordered, standing and smoothing out his robes. He looked remarkably composed, but Harry could see the faint blush that stained his cheeks at being found out in such a way and the former Golden Boy snickered, getting a glare in return. "You are here to learn the fine art of Occlumency, not to discover your sexual orientation," he snarked, and Harry huffed a laugh, raising his hands innocently when Severus turned to glare at him again.

"Come here, Ron; I'll be working with you today," Harry said before Severus could order him out of the room, still snickering quietly as he dragged the boy to the side. "What have you read or heard about Occlumency?" he asked the redhead, gleefully ignoring the awkward words being exchanged between Severus and Harry the younger. Poor Harry was probably traumatized at the thought that an older version of himself was sleeping with the Potions Master, Harry thought cheerfully as Ron told him what he knew about Occlumency.

"That's a good start," he reassured the boy when he trailed off into silence, giving him an encouraging smile. "Now, let me give you a few tips..."

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"Sooo, had fun with Severus?" Harry draped his arm over his younger counterpart's shoulders at the end of the lesson, and grinned when the boy shifted uncomfortably. "You spent the entire lesson wondering what he was like in bed, didn't you," he leered, and from younger Harry's blush knew that he had guessed right. He leaned in to whisper in the shorter boy's ear. "Imagine those long fingers touching you, stroking along your skin," he purred, "that deep voice groaning out your name... His cock-"

"ENOUGH," Severus thundered, his blush betraying him although his expression was forbidding. Harry raised his head to give him a heated look, releasing his counterpart to move smoothly up to the Potions Master.

"His cock inside you," he breathed, bringing his face close to the taller man's and noticing with a thrill how Severus unconsciously tipped his head down slightly, his eyes intent on Harry's face as he spoke. "Claiming you, touching you in ways no one ever has... Those lips taking your breath away with a fierce kiss while his hand reaches down to touch you," he leaned up against Severus, placing one hand on the man's chest and feeling his racing heartbeat. "The sound of his voice as he comes inside you," he purred, his entire focus on the hot body so close to his. "Knowing that you're his and no one else's..." With that he bridged the last centimeter separating them, pressing his mouth to Severus's and clutching at the taller man as strong arms came up to crush Harry's body against his. They devoured each others' lips, the kiss all heat and fire, completely forgetting about the two students until one of them make a choked sound. Harry broke the kiss to look over at them, seeing a completely red-faced Ron staring uncomfortably at the furthest wall and Harry watching them with a matching blush, but with glazed eyes that spoke of arousal. Harry wondered what it was like, seeing your older self kiss another man with such enthusiasm.

"Leave us," Severus said lowly, and his normally smooth voice had a husky tone to it that got a visible reaction from the younger Harry. Harry laughed, and Severus snarled, "I am NOT fucking a minor." The two boys fled with completely red faces, and once the door was closed behind them Severus turned to Harry with a burning gaze. "Are you purposely provoking me?" the man asked, his voice rough velvet as he backed Harry up towards the dungeon wall.

"What if I am?" Harry purred, licking his lips and seeing Severus's eyes flick down.

"Then I would say that you deserve whatever reaction you get," Severus replied lowly, catching Harry's lower lip between his teeth as Harry's back hit the stone wall.

"Then give me what I deserve," Harry murmured against Severus's lips, loving the way Severus kept him pinned against the wall and hoping for more. He had always loved the way he and Daphne traded dominance in bed, and hoped to have the same with the Potions Master; any further thoughts were chased from his mind when Severus ground against him and pressed a bruising kiss to his lips.