Title: A Thoughtful Gift
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Severus
Summary: Harry realizes the perfect Christmas gift for Severus.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and company are owned by J.K. Rowling and other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
Author's Notes: Written for merry_smutmas as a present for Amethyst Lupin. There is crossdressing and mention of spankings, so turn back if this bothers you. Merry Smutmas!
"Hey, Harry, are you coming with us to dinner?" Harry looked up from the parchment he was writing on and focused on his best mate, Ron.
"Nah. You guys can go on ahead without me. I still have to finish my homework for Snape."
Ron shrugged and waved goodbye to Harry before leaving the dorm room. Harry stared at the book in front of him and closed it, sighing. There was no point. Concentrating on homework was something that he could never do well. Actually, all Harry wanted to do was head towards the dungeons and shag Severus until he was too tired to
move.
Not that Severus would allow him the luxury, at least not until he finished his homework. Harry chuckled to himself. Severus was actually a sterner professor now than he was before they started...Harry paused. One could not exactly call what they were doing dating. No one even knew about them. And he did not want to call it outright fucking because they did more than that.
There were days when Harry would visit Severus in the dungeons and they would do nothing but talk. Not to mention the times after lovemaking that they would just spend the rest of the time in bed, exploring each other's bodies, neither in a hurry to fornicate again.
So it was not just about sex. But the fact of the matter was that they were not officially anything yet and Harry could not, in the honest sense, name their relationship something that it was not.
And one could not forget that Christmas was fast approaching Hogwarts, and Harry did not know what to get Severus for the holiday. The Potions Master would not appreciate chocolates or pranks from the local shops of Hogsmeade, nor would getting him potion ingredients be satisfying enough for Harry. There had to be a gift out there that would make Harry feel like he was giving Severus something worth giving and that Severus would enjoy immensely.
Was there anything that Severus liked? Off the top of his head, Harry knew taking points away from Gryffindors and giving them detention was something Severus vastly enjoyed, as well as getting one over the Marauders, but those things were not what Harry had in mind as a good gift.
Though...there was that one time when they had spent an evening in front of the fireplace in Severus' room and talked about fantasies that they had. While Harry's fantasies dealt with the usual schoolboy's fantasy of being taken over a desk and pounded into (which they had actually done on many occasions), Severus' fantasies ran towards the kinkier side of sex.
"It's better to give than to receive," Harry said softly as an idea formulated in his head.
At the next Hogsmeade weekend, Harry held his pouch tightly as he made his way towards the ladies' clothing shop. The woman at the counter gave him an odd look, but he pressed on. "Excuse me? Can you help me?"
The woman left the counter and closed the distance between them. "Are you planning on buying something for yourself?" she asked with an amused tone in her voice.
Harry blushed, wondering if the woman could somehow read his mind. "N-no. I'm buying something for a friend. A girl!"
"Of course a girl. This is a ladies' shop after all. I somehow doubt you are buying women's clothing for a man." She smiled. "I am Madam Maty, but you may call me Lissa. So how may I help you?"
If only Madam Maty only knew who he was really buying the clothes for. "I'm looking for some dresses."
"We have an excellent selection. Is there anything you had in mind?" Lissa led Harry to the dress section and there were many different styles. Harry reached for the nearest dress and pulled it off the rack. It was a pink sundress with yellow flowers. He smiled. The dress was perfect.
"I like this one. Do you happen to have anything to match this?"
"Of course. I'll be right back."
* * *
Harry dropped his shopping bags on his bed and sat down next to them. He had bought the sundress along with matching hat, some stockings, sandals, and pink frilly panties. Lissa had given him a strange look at the last garment, but he just blushed and said nothing. Did she know that he was really buying them for himself? Well, he amended, not really for himself.
"What did you buy?" Ron said as he came into the room. He was eating some Honey Dukes chocolate. "You ran off without Hermione or me, and you didn't bother coming back. So what was so important that you didn't want us to know about?"
"Presents," he said truthfully. "I was buying presents and did not want you or Hermione to see them."
Ron nodded sagely. "That's completely understandable. I had to sneak away from Hermione for a bit to buy her present." He reached into the bag he carried and lifted out a wrapped box. "It's a book on ancient wizards of France. Think she'll like it?"
"She'll love it. How much did it cost?"
Ron winced. "Don't ask. Let's just say that I'm in Fred and George's debt for a really long time."
"Ah." Harry opened the chest in front of his bed and started placing his bags inside. Ron peered over his shoulder.
"So what did you buy? You don't have to tell what you got me, but what about everyone else?"
"Um...I don't want to say. It's just going to be a surprise." The fact of the matter was that Harry, in his excitement to get Severus his present, had forgotten to buy presents for his other friends. Not to mention he would hate to hear what Ron would say on the things he did buy.
"Come on then. Dinner's about to start and I'm hungry."
Harry followed Ron out of the Gryffindor Tower and towards the Great Hall. He tried not to look in the direction of Severus, knowing he would blush deep red and the older man would know in an instant that something was up. He sat next to Seamus and Neville at the Gryffindor table just as the food appeared.
Seamus took a drumstick off the dish in front of him and turned towards Harry, chewing as he spoke. "So what were you doing in Madam Maty's shop? Buying something for your girlfriend?"
Ron snickered. "Harry doesn't have a girlfriend. I don't even think he knows what a girl looks like."
Hermione glanced at the redhead next to her. "Excuse me? I am very much a girl, Ron."
"Yeah, but that's different. You're Hermione." Ron looked at the reddening Harry and jokingly said, "So who is the lucky gal and why didn't you tell us about her?"
"I don't have a girlfriend. You guys know that."
"Oh, that's right. How could I forget? You're as gay as they come." Seamus laughed when Dean slapped him in the arm. "Oi, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with that. You know how much I love you, Dean." With that, Seamus leaned over and kissed Dean on the cheek.
"Wait," Neville said, joining the conversation. "If you weren't buying anything for a girlfriend, then why did you go into Madam Maty's?"
"You know, I really don't have to take this sitting down." Harry tried to get up, but Seamus and Neville held him back down. "Hey!"
"Are you embarrassed to tell us something? We're your friends, Harry. You should be able to tell us anything."
"Is there a problem, Mr. Potter?" The Gryffindors looked up and saw Professor Snape staring down at them with a sneer on his face.
"N-no, problem, sir." Harry pulled himself away from Seamus and Neville.
"Then you wouldn't mind if you start your detention right now."
Ron stood up and placed his hands on the table. "What do you mean Harry has detention? What for?"
"Do I need a reason to give Mr. Potter detention? Five points from Gryffindor, Mr. Weasley. Come now, Mr. Potter." Professor Snape left the hall with Harry following behind him.
Once they were further down the hall, Harry finally spoke. "Don't you think they'll get suspicious? I didn't do anything wrong to deserve a detention."
"Honestly, Potter. I would think that after seven years already, you would know that I do not need a reason to do anything to you, and your friends would accept that as normal for, as you once put it, the 'greasy bastard.'" Severus smirked. "Unless you don't want to serve detention tonight...?"
"I'm willing, you know that." Harry was willing because he knew that Severus' idea of detention was Harry bent over a desk, or Harry on Severus' lap; moaning, panting, coming - either way, he knew he was in for a good evening of sex.
"Good."
Within Severus' chamber, Harry quickly undressed as Severus leaned back against the wall and smirked. "A bit anxious are we?"
"Of course! Aren't you?"
"Mr. Potter, unlike you, I can contain my hormonal impulses." He reached within his pocket and pulled out a bottle full of a slimy substance. "Turn over and lift your arse. Unless you want to do this yourself...?"
Harry reached out and grabbed the bottle, uncorking the top and dipping his fingers inside. Smiling at Severus, his hand made their way down his body and began rubbing his hole, slowly poking inside himself. While Harry prepared himself, Severus stripped off his robe and slid onto the bed. He wrapped his arms around Harry and nuzzled his large nose against his hair. "I think that's enough of that. On your hands and knees."
Harry did as he was instructed and resisted the urge to turn around and watch Severus impale himself on him. He groaned when he felt the head of Severus' cock slowly push his way inside. "Ugh, go...faster."
"Just for that, I think I shall go even slower." Severus inched his way in, his hands gripping Harry by his hips and keeping him absolutely steady. He reached forward and pulled on Harry's nipple, causing the boy to moan in pleasure. Once Severus was all the way in, he began a slow and steady pace, never increasing the speed.
"Severus!" Harry tried to push back to no avail.
"Yes?"
"Faster! Please?"
"Well, if you so insist." Severus nearly pulled all the way out before slamming back in. He pounded into Harry until both screamed their release. Severus dragged himself out and whispered a cleaning spell over them before pulling Harry into his arms and lying down on the bed. Harry snuggled in and closed his eyes. Severus was worth everything he could give him.
* * *
Christmas Eve had finally arrived at Hogwarts and while most of the residents decided to go home for the break, including Hermione and Ron, Harry stayed behind. Harry staying behind for Christmas break was not an usually occurrence since Harry would rather eat broken glass than return to the Dursleys sooner than needed, and so his
friends did not question it this time around for which Harry was thankful for. Ron also did not question Harry when he refused to stay at the Burrow. There was no way he could stay at the Burrow, somehow sneak his way back to Hogwarts to give Severus his present, and sneak back to the Burrow, all without any of the Weasleys knowing. Knowing the twins, they would follow him towards his destination.
Harry checked the clock and went to his chest. It was time. He knew Severus would be in his room, sitting in his den with a book and a glass of wine in hand. Taking the shopping bags out of the chest, Harry began stripping off his clothes. Grumbling to himself, he hoped Severus would appreciate his gift.
Severus had just reached an interesting point in his novel when he heard a knock sounding on his door. Laying aside his book and his glass of wine, he stood up to answer it. When he saw no one at the door, a small smile appeared upon his lips. He closed the door and turned around to see...Harry?
"Happy Christmas, Severus. Do you like your present?" Harry twirled around in his pink sundress and curtsied. He had practiced the curtsy for about an hour in front of the mirror before getting it just right.
Severus gulped and made his way forward. "What?"
"You told me before that one of your favorite kinks was when your lover crossdressed." A smirk slid onto Harry's face. "You also had another kink that really pushed your button. Now what was it? Oh yeah, I remember." Harry slowly turned around and bent over, lifting the hem of his dress to show off his frilly pink panties. "You like spanking your
lovers as well, and haven't I been a very bad boy?"
"Indeed you have, Mr. Potter." Severus wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and guided him towards the bedroom chamber. "Bend over the bed and pull down your panties." He went to his desk and pulled out a paddle. He would never tell Harry, but this was the best present anyone had ever given him. "Happy Christmas to me," he murmured
before heading back towards the prone Harry.
