For What Reason

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
For What Reason
Summary
Harry left Severus a year ago and Severus is taking it badly.
Note
I wrote this before Deathly Hallows and it's been on Walking the Plank ever since. Lightly edited in the move over here. I nicked a line from Mart Crowley's The Boys in the Band. The fic title is taken from the Deathcab for Cutie song.I've recorded a podfic which is here: https://archive.org/details/for-what-reason-by-aurorlaura Archive M4A download chapter here

Severus Snape apparated to Godric’s Hollow just in time to see Harry Potter stagger out the front door half dressed and with his wand in his hand. With a swing of his wand Harry shut and sealed the door behind him. Then he looked up.

‘You fucking maniac!’

‘Language bad as ever.’

‘Clean up that bloody mess in there!’

‘Finite Incantatem.’

‘Nutcase.’ Harry mumbled before turning to go back inside the house.

Severus followed and summoned a cup of tea while Harry noisily got dressed upstairs before apparating back into the kitchen.

‘You have to stop, Severus.’

‘I’ve only just begun!’

‘What do I have to do to get you to stop?’

‘Tea?’

‘Severus…’

‘It didn’t take you long did it?’

‘What?...We split up a year ago! I don’t expect you will be alone forever either. Anyway I heard you are with the new Potions teacher now.’

‘You shouldn't listen to gossip.’

‘Alright, whatever. Ginny says you were a terror at Hogwarts last year. Always taking out your problems on a load of powerless children, aren’t you?’

‘That is a bait I will not be taking, Potter. I suppose I should be flattered that you found someone who is my complete opposite, but a woman is surprising. You really are in denial.’

‘Eh? Wait a minute…You don’t believe that story about Luna Lovegood?’

‘No?’

‘No.’

‘…Well?’

‘It is none of your business! And I can’t believe you are sending me hexes not even knowing what I am actually up to!’

‘It seems I knew enough though. In fact…’

‘Oh fuck.’

‘I will never know how you managed to defeat the Dark Lord, Potter.’

‘You used to leave off the Legilimency when we were together.’

‘Yes, how things change. Zabini? Been missing me after all, Harry?’

‘Will you get out? My parents died here and I don’t want you sending any more nasty surprises.’

‘I apologise.’

‘I’ll believe you’re sorry when you quit this jealous bollocks. We were only together, what? Ten months?’

‘I tend to date our association from the first time I saved your life.’

‘Oh Merlin…’

‘Let’s hope young Blaise doesn’t have any Death Eater tendencies.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I think you understand me.’

‘For the last time, I had to leave because I…just wasn’t happy.’

‘Pathetic. Gryffindors are such lame liars. And so poor at recovering from trauma.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Getting repetitive, Potter. Well let’s see? One week you were contemplating a Marriage Bond. Barely a month later you were gone. In the mean time the Dark Lord fell. Coincidence I suppose.’

‘I am not having this conversation.’

‘I shagged your father, you know.’

‘What? No!’

‘You will never know now, will you? Pillow talk confessions are over. As much as you wanted to know all my darkest secrets you were clearly not prepared to know any of it. Although there was a time when I wondered if you were excited by the idea of being with a Death Eater…‘

‘That’s it, get out.’

‘Expelliarmus.’

‘Accio! Accio! Dammit Sev!’

‘You will listen. No, I always knew that being a Death Eater was not a point in my favour with you, Harry. Perhaps what we had comes down to being allies in the War?’

‘Of course not.’

‘Yet when the War was over, you wanted nothing to do with anything…anyone that reminded you of it all. Have you recovered even now? I expect you're just hiding it even deeper?’

‘I have a right to forget about that.’

‘You helped me forget. I could forget I was a spy when I was with you. After the War I wanted to help you. You wanted nothing around that reminded you of the past and certainly nothing to do with someone who confessed to having been a murderer.’

‘Now of course you are a pillar of respectability. Severus, I’m not coming back.’

‘Oh no, why should I want you back? Petulant, bad-tempered, Quidditch-obsessed ignoramus.’

‘There! Right there! This is how you always saw me. Why should I stick around just to get slagged off?’

‘The sex was good. When is the boyfriend home then? Some school reminiscing might be enjoyable.’

‘We don’t live together.’

‘What if I told you he was a spy at Hogwarts? We needed someone to find out which students were being recruited by the Dark Lord, you know.’

‘Now I know you’re lying. Anyway at least he isn’t a miserable, self-loathing bastard.’

‘Yes, I am lying. But just so you know Harry; your past will never disappear. Neither will I because you and I are a match. Nobody else will ever be able to recognise your darkness and that darkness will always be there Harry. Always. Take your wand.’

Severus did not let go for a moment as Harry tugged the wand from his hand. Both felt a familiar magic charge through the wand and up their arms. Severus looked deep into Harry’s eyes before disapparating with a pop.