Survival (A Snarry Fic)

16 - Healing Process

They both sat in silence for a moment. "So, you weren't kidding when you said you'd been cooking since you were 3 were you?" Severus asked. Harry shook his head. "No. My aunt watched a lot of cooking shows and had taught me what she could. She couldn't cook, but the cooking shows helped when I could watch them." Snape nodded and copied Harry curiously who was dipping his sandwich in the tomato soup. "Your Aunt? You two got along?" Harry stopped and looked into his bowl. "No. She hated me. Told me so at least once a day. If I messed up a step in a recipe she'd always smack the back of my head harshly. It's okay though. Well, preferable at least."

"What do you mean by that?" Snape asked, trying to sound calm. "Well, I remember my Uncle and cousin Dudley would always beat me up when I messed up something, like if I left streaks on the windows or mirrors or I missed a spot mowing the lawn. Though, sometimes they'd do it for fun too. Vernon would find a reason like I didn't brush my hair that day or something. Dudley wouldn't even bother with the reason. They'd never beat me up too bad when Aunt Petunia was around though. Something about how a lady shouldn't see that or what not." Harry sighed.

Snape couldn't believe how normal Harry was making this out to be. How long had this been going on?! "They never really aimed for my face to much. I kind of remember my uncle pulling a knife one time, but it gets so hazy after that. I don't know if I even want to remember anyways. The next day I woke up feeling disgusted with myself and I had a killer stomach ache." Harry shrugged and smirked at the absurdity of what he was saying.

Snape said nothing, but the light bulb above them did shatter. "Um Severus, Are you okay?" Harry asked fixing the bulb with just a look.

Snape coughed oddly. "No um, I'm fine. Thank you, for tell me Harry. It means a lot." Harry blushed slightly and nodded. "Oh, yes. I had one last question. What happened with your powers? You could hardly do wordless magic before."

"That. Right. Well, as it turns out, When I became a horcrux, the part of voldemort unconsciously muffled my powers. I grew as strong as I could to keep up in my years here but then, when I was killed, my full powers were released. It took awhile to get under control admittedly, but now I've got a good handle. I don't need a wand anymore. This is a fake replica of my old one, which was broken during the war. It just helps me hide my new powers."

"I see." Snape said. He finished up his dinner and looked to see Harry had been long since done. Severus got up the put his dishes in the sink and flushed at what he wanted to say. He really hoped this didn't come out wrong.

"Um, Harry? Would you mind... Um, joining me in my chambers for a while?" Snape peaked a glance at Harry who was giving him a questioning, but accusing look. Snape flushed more. "No,no. Not like that." He cleared his throat. "No. I just, don't really want to leave you alone until I know for sure your okay. Also, I need to finish healing you."

Harry opened his mouth his say he was fine, but something told him it wouldn't matter. He nodded his head. This some was something he was going to have to get used to as a vampire's mate huh?

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It was getting late now. Severus stood up from Harry's and his silent time, which he was very glad to be sharing again, and looked down at Harry. He nodded in understanding and stood as well. Both Harry and Severus were headed off the Snape's bedroom.

It was rather dark, but not cold as you might think. It was warm and comfortable. Snape lit the bed side candles for night. He couldn't help but stare at Harry, who was sitting on the edge of his bed. 'Beautiful.' He thought.

"Right. I'm going to need you to show me your scars." Snape said gently. Harry scoffed lightly. As if he hadn't already.

Harry took off his shirt, but left his pants in unsure hesitation. Snape smiled loving and sat next to Harry. "I promise I'll make all your scars go away." he said looking Harry in the eyes. He took the injured arm in his hand and licked a big long strip up the whole thing rather than just the forearm like he'd done with the other before. He spread the saliva around and watched the scars fade into nothing. Harry had closed his eyes, the odd feeling of someone's tongue on his body completely foreign.

Snape moved to the other arm and licked the top part he missed previously. He let his saliva pool too much and sucked a little at the knob of Harry's shoulder to fix it. The gentle suck on his bare shoulder sent a shiver down Harry's spine into the pit of his stomach.

Snape wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist and look at Harry who totally hadn't been staring. "I need you to lay down." Severus said in a voice that was just a little to low.

Harry did as he was told and laid back Severus's bed properly, his head now on the black pillow. Snape looked down and blinked a few times to remember what he was doing. In his head Severus was aware that all he was doing was healling his mate, but what Harry saw in the vampire's eyes made him gulp nervously.

Snape started at the collarbone. As he worked his tongue across Harry's smooth skin sucked on his end point that made Harry squeak. Literally squeak. Severus looked up and the boy who was now bright red. "That spot felt weird." He explained meekly. Snape smirked mischievously and went back down to suck on that one spot again, earning another squeak and a squirm. He chuckled lowly and moved on to the next set of skin that needed healing.

He gave Harry's right peck a great big lick along the top and lightly moved his tongue to the lower part of Harry's chest. Upon finding a nipple, Snape teasingly licked circles around it before sucking just a little. Harry squirmed again, so Snape dragged his tongue along the boy's chest and did the same think the the other nipple. He gave this one more of a suck though and dragged his tongue to the top of the left peck to get it all healed.

Severus moved his tongue to the center of Harry's chest and dragged the tip of it down toward the navel, dipping his tongue in a bit when he got there. Harry's breathing had grown heavier. Snape rewet his though again and spread his saliva all over Harry's stomach. Healing every scar that littered it.

Then, Snape licked along the hem of Harry's pants and dragged the tip of his tongue ever so slowly up the middle of Harry's body. Dipping his tongue in the navel as he pass.

Snape didn't break contact when he turned at Harry's collarbone and sucked on the same spot again real quick before passing on the drag up and along the underside of Harry's jawline coming onto his face right in front of his ear. Snape nibbled on the lobe a bit before sitting back up to survey his work.

Harry was without a scratch from what could be seen. His chest was moving frantically and he is bright green eyes were half lid. Somehow, they also seemed darker. The flickering candles showed of the glisten of Severus's saliva on every inch on Harry's skin.

It felt like they were in a trance. Snape leaned down to Harry's ear. His hot breath making the boy shiver. "Harry my love. I need to heal your legs too." Harry gulped but nodded. When he reached for his pants though, he stopped at the hem. "Uh, on second thought, can you do that later? I need to, um, use the restroom." Harry said bright red.

Snape raise an eyebrow. "Remember what I said about you being a bad lier?"

Harry didn't make eye contact and just fumbled his thumbs in his lap. Snape sighed. "Alright, but don't think about doing anything. I will know because I'm finishing up as soon as you're done." Harry nodded and almost ran out of the room.

Snape sighed. 'What was I just planning to do?!'

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