Harry was walking aimlessly though the empty halls.  He was thinking about the dream that had waked him moments before.  Blood; there was so much blood.  Harry cringed at the memory.  He walked to his favorite spot in the astronomy tower.  He sat on a windowsill and took in a deep breath of air.  Soon he was lulled to sleep.

            Severus Snape. Potions master. Was making his rounds.  Snape was really only keeping an eye out for “the boy who lived”.  Oh what pleasure he would have catching him! It was the punishment that excited Severus the most.  Spankings, whips, rope.  Snape shook the thought away, and continued walking.  He made his way up the astronomy tower to his favorite spot.  There was a boy in the spot already!  He swore under his breath.  Severus’s steps stopped short when the figure came into focus.  The boy was beautiful in the dim moonlight.  Sev slowly stepped closer to the boy.  Oh yes. It was Potter.  Seeing the boy so relaxed and at peace made Snape forget all about the whips and rope.  He brought his hand up to brush a few strands of the boys hair back.  Harry stirred in his sleep causing Severus to jump back.  As the “boy who lived” slowly lifted his eyelids to revel those magnificent emerald eyes Severus couldn’t help, but smile.  Harry being half asleep wondered to whom the obsidian eyes looking into his belonged too.   “Harry”

              Harry gasped when he heard his potions teacher whisper his name.  Severus leaned closer to him.  Their faces in perfect alignment.  Harry’s eyes went wide and he made an attempt to move away.  In that attempt he fell out of the window.  Severus immediately realized this and leapt after a falling Harry.  Severus desperately tried to reach potter.  He caught a hold of Harry’s arm, and pulled the boy closer to him.  They held on to each other as they plunged into a lake.  In the moments before impact Snape muttered a spell to enable them to breathe.  He swam both of them back to the surface.  All the while he kept a strong hold on Harry.  Once on shore they both lay back and took a deep breathe.  Severus was the first to speak.  “Potter, I’m so sorry” there was pain and remorse in his voice.  Harry lifted himself up so he could look his professor in the eye.  “Professor, it’s alright.  I, I-” Severus cut him off with a kiss.  Harry surprised at first gradually relaxed and returned Severus’s affection.