Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... raising his eyebrow as he noticed his godfather in the room as well. "Am I in trouble?" "Not at all," Sirius replied hastily. "I didn't know you were coming. Should I leave you two alone?" he asked, turning to Snape. Snape considered, and then gave a single nod. It might be easier to have this conversation if it was just him and Potter. Sirius returned the nod, and turned back to Harry. "I'll see you later, all right?" Harry smiled at his godfather, but knew it probably showed all the butterflies in his stomach, as the man left. When it was just him and the Potions professor alone, Snape gestured for the teenager to take a seat, which he did, his nerves jangling. Snape studied the son of his childhood nemesis and his best friend, while Harry grew increasingly anxious. After a minute of silence, Harry finally spoke. "Is everything all right, Professor?" Snape nodded, sighing. His mask dropped a little, and Harry was surprised to see the emotions on the professor's face. There was trepidation, tiredness, caring, and even a little fear. "I'm not sure if you are aware that I attended school with your parents." He paused and waited for Harry's nod to tell him that the student had known. "Your father and I did not get along. He, Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew spent most of our seven years at school playing pranks on the Slytherins, but me in particular. That's not to say we did not retaliate, and to be fair, our retaliation probably did cross over into cruel and vindictive on more ...

... than one occasion." Harry nodded. He remembered Dumbledore telling him that Snape and his father hadn't gotten on at school, and how his father had saved Snape's life, which was why the professor had saved him from Quirrel's jinx on his broom, his first year. Sirius had given him more information, telling him about his prank on Snape that had almost gotten the Slytherin killed, and how much Sirius regretted it. How his father and Remus hadn't spoken to Sirius for two months afterwards, how he had had to work to regain their trust, and how much more he treasured their presence in his life when they were friends again – he had run away from his parents' house the summer after that incident, knowing that he needed to get out from under their dark influence. Snape shifted his stance. "Your mother and I, on the other hand, were very close, for a few years. Did you know that we grew up in the same neighborhood?" Harry shook his head, surprised. Why had no one told him that before? Snape nodded, his eyes glazing over a little as he thought back to his childhood friendship. "I was the one who told Lily she was a witch. I told her about Hogwarts, and the wizarding society as I knew it. She helped me so much more, though. My home life was not exactly what one would call good." Harry looked even more surprised. Could it be that he had more in common with the Potions master than he thought? "Lily was my escape. My muggle father was a very unhappy man, and he took that out on me and my ...