NOTES: So for the MANY who have asked me, here is the beginning of the sequel to An Unplanned Lesson. I should have made note on the first story and am doing so here that this is to be assumed as an AU. Not just because of the Omegaverse aspect either, there were simply TOO MANY questions that came up if I attempted to stay within the canon story with Voldemort and the war. I didn't have time to deal with quite so many issues. LOL So Voldemort died when Harry was a baby and life went on from there. Everyone lives! And these events take place during Seventh year so Harry is 17 and of age in the wizarding world. I hope that will answer any stray questions as the story progresses. But if not, feel free to review and comment or send me a PM. I won't mind. ;) :-D I can only hope that the sequel can live up to the Amazing response you have all given me on the first story. Enjoy!

As the time for his next heat drew closer, Harry tried to ignore the nervous anticipation he felt. He was prepared for it now, knew what was coming and what he was getting into. He had read everything he could find on Alphas and Omegas, learned about instincts, pheromones, scenting, mating, bonding, and just how he would be able to bear and birth children. That was certainly a lot to swallow, but he took it all in just the same. He now knew exactly what that spot on his neck that drove him wild with pleasure was too; the bonding gland that would link him permanently to his chosen Alpha when the time came. Even thinking of it now made him shudder in remembered pleasure. He could only imagine what it might be like to be bitten and bound to an Alpha. In truth, he found himself trying to imagine what it would be like to be claimed by Professor Snape, though surely he would have other options. It had been two months and three weeks since that first unexpected heat and the days he had spent with the potions professor. Even the thought of him sent Harry's eyes skimming along the Gryffindor table until they fell on the austere man sitting at the Head Table.

Harry had pointedly ignored the professor at every turn since his heat. He only allowed himself to pay attention to the man himself during his classes with the potions master. It had only taken long enough for the post-heat glow to subside for Harry to realize that Snape had taken advantage of the situation. He was angry and would have confronted the man had he not thought it unwise to face him again so soon. Later, when his anger had cooled somewhat and he was alone, his thoughts became more reflective. How would he have dealt with his nature and the heat he didn't understand if Snape hadn't have stepped in? He supposed there were ways to manage but he couldn't imagine they were nearly as pleasurable as actually having an Alpha to help you through. Harry would not deny that the sex had been amazing after all. And he had gotten to see another side of Snape, the dominant controlling behavior wasn't really a surprise and Harry had to admit he had actually enjoyed it within the course of his heat. But there had been care underneath that snarling, forceful facade. Not obvious or excessive, but a quiet, gentle caring offered to Harry. It occurred most often when he knew Snape thought he was asleep or too far gone to notice. It did not take him long to consider his next heat and what he would do. The man still angered and frustrated him and yet Harry wanted the Alpha, well he wanted An Alpha. His own feelings were in such turmoil over this new knowledge he couldn't be certain of his motives or choices yet.

Still, when he allowed his thoughts to wonder, when he wasted time daydreaming instead of studying, his thoughts would drift back to those stolen private moments and the many pleasures the Alpha brought to his body. He ended up doing nothing but wanking to memories of Snape and the things they had done two and a half months prior. There was no other fantasy that could take the place of or erase those memories, no other male or female who could tempt or arouse him in the slightest. In bed at night, in the shower, sometimes even after potions class, it was simply impossible for his thoughts to dwell on the man without his hand ending up on his cock. He wasn't certain if this intense pull towards Snape was entirely normal, however, there was no way around the fact that his perception of the man himself had been irrevocably altered. Now it was almost time again, Snape had offered and he was torn. Snape had treated him exactly the same as before his heat, been just as abrasive and arrogant. He found it hard to imagine just walking up and asking for his help again, though he supposed the hormones would certainly drive him to it if he waited too long.

Harry had another week approximately before his heat was due to return, right after school let out for the Christmas holidays. He had already arranged to stay at school for the holidays, certain that the Weasleys did not need to deal with him and his heat during their family holiday. For once the promise of the holidays didn't excite him nearly as much as the thought of his coming heat and being at the Alpha's mercy once more.

Snape seemed to sense the look directed his way and turned until his dark eyes locked with emerald ones. Harry nearly choked on his pumpkin juice biting back an instinctive whine at the Alpha's intense gaze.

"Harry?! Are you alright?" Hermione's worried voice came from across the table while Ron beat on his back to no effect.

"Oh yeah." Harry spluttered, trying to clear his throat and stop coughing, "Yeah. Sure. Sorry, juice went down the wrong way. I'm fine now." Ron gave him his usual quirky smile and resumed eating, while Hermione narrowed her eyes.

"Are you sure Harry? You seem a bit… off today. Actually...you've seemed off quite a bit lately. Is anything wrong?"

"I'm fine, Hermione. Just distracted by all of these exams before the holidays. You know not all of us enjoy them the way you do." He smirked at her exasperated expression but his comments did the trick and got her attention off of him and onto talking about exams and studying. Harry had talked to Ron and Hermione of course, told them about what he was, but he did not make them aware of how he spent his first heat. As far as they were concerned, Madam Pomfrey had locked him up in a private room where she had sedated him through the worst of his symptoms and that was his justification to them for spending the holidays here as well. Harry didn't dare risk another glance at the Head Table now, but he swore he could feel a steely gaze boring into the back of his head.

Snape eyed Potter, careful to keep his usual disdainful sneer fixed on his face. It had taken him about as long as Potter to shake off the rosy post-heat haze, the pleasant thoughts of a warm and tender future with the young Omega. It was utter foolishness to expect someone so young to want to bind themselves to a man his age. He was certain he wouldn't be any good as a mate and Potter was still his father's son, still a brat in need of a firm hand and lacking the maturity a bond would require. However, he knew the time was drawing near, knew there were no other Alphas that could service Potter. He was also very aware that Potter would be staying at school for the holidays. Clearly putting Potter in his proper place in his mind, he realized he would have no objection to fucking the little brat senseless again. He had enjoyed the last heat very much indeed. He would just have to keep a tighter rein on the instincts that drove him to care for the boy, to want a mate. It was easier in his head than in actual practice. He had never thought allowing himself to indulge in the nubile young Omega would affect him so much. He had been continually and frustratingly aware of Potter ever since then. He could identify his scent just from brushing past him in the hall or as he sat in his class. The heat was near enough now to unreasonably test the limits of his self control. He fought not to growl possessively over the brat every time he even saw someone else approach the boy to talk. The only thing allowing him to control this behavior was the certain knowledge that there were no other Alphas at Hogwarts at this time. Despite years of control and abstinence, it was clear that once was all it took. After he had allowed it to rule his mind and body, let it dictate his actions with Potter, instinct proved to be a demanding mistress. He wanted the Omega for his own in every way now. He wanted Harry Potter to be his. He had no intention of acting on the demands of the Alpha but had to deal with these feelings just the same. It was irrational and unreasonable, a desire based purely on instinct and biology instead of mutual affection and trust. He pushed the thought aside as he had done continuously since the last heat had ended. He would gladly accept the sex when it came, but he didn't dare get his hopes up for the impossible and risk his heart again. Potter could never want him as his Alpha permanently.

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The week had passed in a flurry of studying and exams that had at least kept Harry somewhat distracted. But today was the last day of school before the holiday break. Soon most of the students would be on the train home and he would be alone with Professor Snape soon enough. He swore the itch had been building inside of him for days and only exams had allowed him to ignore it. It wasn't his heat yet, merely the changes leading up to it but Harry had still felt antsy and anxious for the heat to start already. At least he would be able to finish his exams without any interruptions. Happily enough, potions was his last exam and he applied himself diligently, finishing in record time and doing reasonably well he felt, rising to hand in his parchment not long after Malfoy. As he handed over his parchment, he met the professor's eyes, suddenly nervous about what would soon happen.

Snape's dark eyes gave nothing away as he observed the rest of his class bent over their work before he allowed one eyebrow to drift upward in silent question. "Finished already, Mister Potter? It isn't wise to rush your exam just because you are ready for holidays. Or are you so confident in your ability? Even Miss Granger has not finished as yet."

Harry blushed lightly, he had actually studied for his exams to help keep himself from submitting to the growing urge to wank nearly constantly. For once he was certain he had done well and on his own merit at that. "I am fairly confident in my abilities," he actually allowed himself to smirk knowingly at the Alpha, "This time… Sir."

Snape couldn't quite stop the short, low rumble that escaped at Potter's insinuation. Nor could he prevent the interested twitch of his cock beneath his robes. He returned the smirk with a dark glare of his own, causing a visible hitch in Harry's breathing, much to the Alpha's satisfaction. "Very well, Mister Potter. You can clear your area before leaving. Please be respectful of your fellow classmates still taking their exams." He dismissed Harry as coldly as he could, knowing he would have him in his bed soon enough.

Harry quietly collected his parchment and quills, stuffing everything into his bag. He collected his cauldron and potions supplies and moved to the back of the room to clean and store them away. Malfoy was finishing up with his own things, but he always stayed over to help Snape be sure everything was organized and in place. There were still a few hours before everyone would be expected to be packed and at the train anyway. Harry caught a whiff of something potent, almost rank and certainly unpleasing, as he passed his classmate. He spared a quick glance at Draco, noting some perspiration on his brow. It wasn't like a Malfoy to be unclean, but it was a bit stuffy in the classroom and at the end of the day, perhaps the smell was just due to his deodorant or cologne going off this late in the day. Harry even looked for signs of a potions spill but saw nothing. Whatever the cause, it wasn't Harry's problem. He simply went about his own clean-up. He had just put his cauldron away in the cupboard and closed the door when he suddenly found his back pressed against the aged wood by none other than Malfoy himself. While they had had their share of differences when they were younger, Malfoy had matured, as had Harry, and they had found their common interest in Quidditch and flying had smoothed their way into friendship at last. And his friend was certainly not acting himself right now.

"Draco, are you okay? Wha… what are you doing? Is something wrong?"

Draco didn't actually reply. Instead, he began rubbing himself against Harry and nuzzled into his hair, sniffing loudly.

"What are you playing at now, Malfoy?!" Harry snapped quietly, aware of the other students nearby. So close to his heat, the irritability was hard to contain and having another body pressed fully against him was not helping either. Not to mention that smell was making him feel nauseated. Harry was completely unprepared for the answer he received.

Malfoy pushed himself even harder against Harry, leaning forward to press his nose against the pale throat and the pulse beginning to race there. Then he inhaled, a long, sighing breath, taking in Harry's personal scent. "What in the world is that amazing smell, Potter? I've never smelled anything like it. I need...I need more. I can't explain… I don't… I need you, Harry. That's right, isn't it? I need you." Draco had begun to rock his pelvis into Harry's as he spoke, and then he growled, low and dark in his throat.

Harry had frozen, realizing exactly what Draco was doing but not why. His heat hadn't started yet and Draco wasn't even an… The sudden increased pressure against his own groin and the type of growl Harry knew all too well caused him to suck in a sudden breath. The fresh surge of scent hit him at the same time the thought did. Draco was an Alpha. Harry's brain was spinning. Shit! Shit! Bollocks! He did not need this and he certainly didn't want this, didn't want Draco. His own instincts and desires finally kicked in and he pushed against the Alpha in front of him. He had a choice as an Omega and he knew he wanted Snape, not Draco… didn't he? He glanced quickly around the room but nobody was paying any attention to them. Everyone was still busy, bent over their own parchments and oblivious to the scene playing out in the back of the classroom. Harry pushed again, trying to salvage what friendship they shared, and finally managed to shove Draco away. "You don't need me, Draco. You just need any Omega. Go home and let Daddy find one for you. I am not the one for you."

Draco only snarled out a louder growl and shoved Harry against the door again; his head thumping painfully on the hard wood even as the Alpha was pinning his hands to his sides and grinding into him brutally. Harry gasped and fought the whimper in his throat as he struggled to keep his legs from buckling under him at the Alpha's show of force. Too damn close to my heat, he thought.

"Oh, but you could be, Potter. You could be mine, couldn't you? It's almost time isn't it? I can tell you're close. I may only just be presenting, my first rut even, but I come from a long line of Alphas, Potter. I didn't realize until you said Omega, that and my response to you filled in the missing information. I know exactly what is going on and I can smell ripe Omega all over you. You'll want me then, won't you Potter? You'll be gagging for me, on your knees with your arse in the air, begging for me to fuck you, like all good little Omegas. I should have known you would be a needy little fuck toy just waiting to be bred. I can certainly delay going home long enough to service you. I could even bond you to me. Father would certainly approve of adding the Golden Boy to the family, even if you aren't a true pureblood."

Harry had felt his panic growing as Draco spoke, while he struggled to extricate himself from Malfoy's grip without causing a scene. It did not escape him that the Alpha had reverted to only calling him by his surname, but that was the least of Draco's words that troubled him. He couldn't want Draco, not after hearing him talk like that. He thought Draco had grown out of the selfish, self-entitled behavior but, he was clearly displaying that behavior now. Just the way Malfoy spoke to him about his heat made him feel dirty, degraded, and disgusted. Snape had never made him feel this way. He had certainly been an Alpha and dominated him, but he never made him feel like some non-person, merely there to be used. Malfoy was making his skin crawl and he wanted to get as far away from him as possible.

Snape had tried to ignore Potter and thoughts of their upcoming time together. He had to concentrate in order to focus on getting through these exams so he had completely missed what was happening in the back of his class until an unmistakable scent reached his keen nose. He distantly realized he should not actually be able to smell Potter all the way across the room but the fact remained that he could. And the scent alone nearly sent the Alpha into a rage, it was the scent of a frightened Omega, his Omega his mind supplied. He was on his feet from one heartbeat to the next, eyes quickly focused on Potter and what was happening to him. He stalked towards the pair, instincts demanding he protect Potter regardless of anything else going on around him. With a loud snarl, he had the immense satisfaction of seeing the shock on Malfoy's face when he yanked him forcefully away from Harry with very little effort expended. The Alpha was soothed when the Omega immediately clung to his back, pressing his face into the upper back of his own savior. Without a second thought, his right arm curled protectively back around Potter's hip, pulling him closer while unconsciously soothing the panic he could sense and smell. His actions and Potter's reaction virtually screamed Mine to the younger Alpha in front of him.

Draco narrowed his eyes at the pair before him, obviously there was something he didn't know. But Potter was not bonded, of that he was certain, his scent alone answered that question for him. But his family were historically dominant Alphas and, young as he was, he was not going to be deterred. Nevermind the fact that a first rut made Alphas impulsive and difficult to control. He drew himself up to his full height, squared his shoulders, thrust himself into Snape's personal space; pressing chest to chest, he challenged for the Omega, whose scent was driving him wild, with a loud growl and bared teeth.

Snape was having none of it. He was well aware of Draco's family and history, but he had the prior claim on Potter and he was not about to relinquish it this close to his heat either. Still holding Harry firmly, he bared his teeth fully. He pressed Draco backwards and snarled loudly, snapping his teeth sharply at the pale, vulnerable throat. The two Alphas had drawn the attention of the entire class by now, exams long forgotten. They had never seen their professor or Malfoy act like this and most had no idea what Alphas even were, but they knew enough to stay out of the way. Snape, for once, didn't give them a second thought. His students, his exams, nothing else mattered beyond protecting Potter; keeping him safely at his back and the other Alpha away from what was his.

They were locked in their snarling challenge for what seemed like an eternity but was in truth only the span of moments before Draco yielded, bowing his head to the senior Alpha and backing away in submission. Snape doubted this would be the end of the situation, knowing Malfoy was just beginning his first rut or he would have been aware of him long before now. His symptoms would only get worse until they found him an Omega or an alternate means of relief. But for now, things were calmed. He knew had to separate Potter from Malfoy, the Omega still clung to his back, uncharacteristically nervous at the presence of the other Alpha. Suppressing his own Alpha, he quickly sent a Patronus to Lupin for some assistance. Then they waited, Snape keeping Potter behind him and his wand at the ready in case Malfoy lost what control he had and had to be immobilized.

Lupin arrived quickly, his own exams for Defense Against the Dark Arts completed that morning. He took in the classroom and the unusual scene before him before looking to Snape. "You requested my assistance?" He tried to catch Harry's gaze to gain some understanding of what he was seeing, but Potter remained firmly pressed against Snape. Remus was forced to return his attention to Snape as he replied.

"Yes, Professor Lupin, as I am sure you can smell, Mister Malfoy seems to have presented as an Alpha and is in the early throes of his first rut. Can you escort him to Madame Pomfrey, please? She can assist him until his father can be summoned to pick him up, as riding the train home with the other students would not be feasible."

Remus could indeed smell the scents in the room. He knew quite clearly that Snape was telling the truth, just as he has aware that Harry was an Omega and that Snape also was an Alpha. He had smelled Harry's first heat coming and he also knew just why he was absent and with whom he had spent that first heat. The trouble with being a werewolf: intensive awareness of the pheromones of others. Harry had been happy enough when his heat was over and hadn't ended up pregnant, so Remus had said nothing. His position was tenuous enough without ruffling feathers over natural biology unnecessarily. And he saw the obvious problem now, the scents in the room were nearly overpowering. He gave Snape a quick nod, "Certainly, Professor Snape." Turning to Malfoy he gestured towards the door with his wand, "Come along, Malfoy. We'll get you sorted and get a message to your father as fast as we can manage." Draco gave him an ominous glare with a low growl still rumbling in his throat but came along easily enough. Just before they went out the door, Remus cast a questioning gaze towards Snape who still shielded Harry protectively.

Snape answered the unspoken question firmly, "Thank you for your assistance, Professor Lupin. I will see to Mister Potter." Lupin left after a quick glance at Potter and Snape turned his attention to his class, for once thankful that this was his class of seventh years. With a flick of his wand the clock on his desk grew larger. "Those of you remaining, I must leave early. The clock will show you the time remaining for the exam. Your parchments are all treated with an anti-cheating spell, so do not tempt my wrath by attempting to do so. When you finish, leave your parchments on my desk, clear your area and leave this room. You all have packing and preparations to get to I'm sure." A last sharp glare to those remaining and he moved to leave his class, pulling Potter along with him as he departed. Once they were in the hall, Harry started to speak to the professor but one look at the darkened countenance silenced him. Both men remained quiet, Snape's long strides soon bringing them to the door of his personal quarters. He ushered Potter inside with great care and sealed the door behind them. The next moment he shoved the boy against the door and unleashed his pent up fury. "Potter, did I not tell you to educate yourself? To be aware of your cycles and take appropriate precautions? I know I have considered you lacking in intellect before but what could have possibly possessed you to come to class with your heat about to start?!"

Harry was stunned by the outburst, the shock quickly overridden by his own fury. As if any of what just happened was his fault! He barely controlled his anger as he quickly knocked the restraining hand from his shoulder and bit out a reply to the arrogant arse before him. "Firstly, yes you did advise me and yes I did actually heed that advice. Secondly, my heat is not about to start. I am supposed to have another day or two before the symptoms start up again. And lastly, I do not appreciate in the least that you would dare to imply that I have in any way done something wrong!" His voice had risen as he spoke until he was nearly shouting into the professor's face. It was not a wise thing to do in the face of the Alpha but he was quite livid by now, his magic beginning to crackle around him in response to the intense emotions.

Snape was a skilled legilimens and he knew Potter spoke the truth, or believed he did. But he could also smell Harry and his heat smelled much closer than a day or two. It finally dawned on him that it had to be Malfoy's challenge and the presence of two Alphas that prompted Potter's heat to start earlier than he expected. Potter was correct, he had done nothing wrong, merely been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Not that Snape was going to tell him that. He growled softly, now in a bind he could not figure out how to handle. Potter wasn't ready yet, but his Alpha's claim had just been challenged and rightfully won. His Alpha demanded action. It did not help that he could still smell Malfoy's scent where he had rubbed against Potter and that had the Alpha snarling to claim Potter now. He ran his long fingers through his dark hair as he stepped away from Potter for a moment to try and think of what he should do. But no easy answers were coming, so he yielded to the demands of the Alpha. Stepping back to Potter, he wrapped his fingers in the unruly hair and yanked the Omega forward as he claimed his mouth in a heated kiss.

Harry was still furious with Snape and not privy to the Alpha's thoughts. He was shocked when Snape grabbed him and crushed their lips together. It wasn't even that he was opposed to the kiss, but… his heat hadn't started yet, and… and this was Snape... kissing Harry. It was odd and yet not. He hated that he wanted it as much as he did, when it seemed wrong at the same time. This wasn't okay… was it? He resisted at once, pushing at the broad chest in front of him, thumping his fists against the dark robes, and doing his best to kick the arrogant man still pressing into him.

The Alpha knew just how to deal with his feisty Omega, however. Tightening his grip in the hair under his hand, he wrapped his other arm around the lean waist and pulled the Omega tightly against his body. He broke the kiss long enough to growl long and low against the ear beneath his mouth. His hot breath against the sensitive skin of the neck, caused the Omega to tremble in his arms. When the softest of moans drifted out of parted lips and Potter pressed ever so slightly against him, he smiled wickedly before reclaiming those soft lips once more.

Harry couldn't help himself, couldn't stop his response to the obvious show of strength. Not for this Alpha. Draco had stirred nothing like this within him. But for this Alpha… His Alpha, he moaned and willingly received the bruising, passionate kiss of this dark man he couldn't seem to stop wanting. He pressed himself more fully to the firm body and even firmer erection he could feel against his own. His hands slid up over the broad chest and firm muscle until one hand was wrapped in long dark hair and the other caressed the pale neck as he returned the kiss with equal passion and desire. He didn't even question why he responded so readily, without reservation. It just seemed like the right thing to do.

Snape knew Potter still had hours to go before his full heat would be upon him, but he needed to do something after the challenge of another Alpha. He pulled back sharply from the kiss and nearly hissed as he rubbed himself against the Omega. "I can still smell him on you. But you're mine Potter, Mine! You will strip for me. Right here, right now, everything off!"

Harry barely hesitated to comply, yielding to the force of Snape's personality. He didn't even need the hormonal haze of his full heat, nor the Alpha's command voice to make him do as Snape requested. The little voice in the back of his head was screaming at him to get a grip and stop this before it went too far, but he pushed it aside harshly as he continued to strip. He wanted to obey apparently. He made swift work of his clothes, in no time standing naked, flushed, and aroused before Snape once more. He was far more in control than the last time they were together, yet he still felt weak in the knees as Snape pressed his fully clothed body against his naked flesh and rubbed his nose along his throat scenting him heavily. Harry moaned softly and stretched his neck out further for the Alpha. He felt like he had waited forever just to be right here again. Harry let one hand trail down along the strong back and over the taut arse of his Alpha before reaching around to claim the swollen cock that would claim him in turn soon enough. Snape groaned low in his throat as he pushed into the firm grip stroking him through his trousers and pants and Harry moaned in reply. Emboldened by the response, Harry soon unfastened the trousers and had the hard cock in his warm hand, stroking steadily.

Severus pulled away from Potter's neck, taken aback by his forwardness. His pupils were blown wide with desire as he thrust into the hand holding him and met the dilated pupils and wide eyes before him. He panted softly as he spoke, "Still smell… traces. Can't stand smelling him on you. Need to… need to get it off… fix it." He couldn't believe the Alpha's instincts were so strong that he could barely even express himself to Potter. He had the unreasonable fear that Malfoy would show up and try to claim Potter, to take him from him. He needed to mark him, mark him as his so no one would dare try and take him. Snape shook his head forcefully against the Alpha's instinct. He couldn't mark Potter, couldn't bind him when they hadn't even discussed something like that. He leaned forward and reclaimed the willing mouth again as an idea formed in his head. He panted against Potter's lips as he ordered him, "On your knees, Potter."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. Not that he hadn't done this before and even practiced techniques since then, he just felt a bit strange since he wasn't in heat yet. It felt somehow more intimate and he wasn't quite comfortable with that. It didn't occur to him that he was already standing there with the man's cock in his hands as he worried about how intimate they were being. He pulled back and attempted to distract the Alpha, "I don't… I mean… we should talk about this."

But the Alpha had no patience for the delay. The hand still holding Potter's head gave a firm tug, pulling him downward even as the timbre of the Alpha's voice changed, "I said on your knees, Potter. And I meant now."

Harry startled and whimpered at the command of his Alpha, before quickly sinking to his knees and wrapping his mouth around the weeping shaft before him without another thought. This was apparently no time for a gentle tease either, as the grip on his hair tightened and the Alpha began to fuck his mouth and throat harshly. He sank deep over the cock in his mouth, swallowing around the swollen head and sucking hard as it was pulled back, humming at the taste of precum on his tongue. Breathing through his nose and relaxing his throat, he took the Alpha's cock easily as it thrust into his mouth over and over. He ran his hands up the long legs before him, cupping firm buttocks and palming balls as he sought to bring his Alpha off. He had spent every spare moment of the past three months learning how to please a partner, but not just any partner, an Alpha. His studies were already proving their worth as he felt the twitching of muscles underneath his hands and felt the balls draw up tight in preparation. He was only mildly surprised when Snape pulled out and began wanking himself furiously, soon spilling hot come over Harry's face, shoulders and chest. He managed to lean forward to claim the last drops of come with his mouth as the orgasm ended, before Snape carefully tucked the softening cock back into his pants and trousers. Harry blinked slowly, looking down at himself wondering why exactly he had ended up on his knees and covered in Snape's come.

Snape was disoriented by the strength and suddenness of his own orgasm and it took a moment before he could really focus on Harry once more. When he did, the sight that met his eyes literally took his breath away. The Alpha got just what he wanted and Snape sucked in deep breath before rasping out his next command for his Omega.

"Rub it into your skin, Potter. All of it. I won't have you reeking of another Alpha in my presence." When all he received was a blank stare, he reinforced his command, "I said, rub it… into… your skin, Potter. I want to see those hands smearing my come all over your body until I can't smell a trace of Malfoy on you."

Harry flushed hotly, embarrassed by the filthy command and hardly believing he was obeying that voice again as he raised his hands. He shook his head even as his fingers rubbed come into his cheeks. "This is disgusting, you buggering perv," Harry at least managed to voice his opinion and enjoy the surprise on the Alpha's face as he did so. But surprise was quickly replaced with that dark, manipulative sneer Harry had come to know well. "That may be, Potter. But now anyone who comes near will know that you are mine. Will know to keep their hands off you. Then I will have no interference when I fuck you for all your worth, now will I?"

Harry simply couldn't fight what the man did to him, the filthy, commanding talk only serving to make his own cock hard and tease a whine from his throat. He lowered his eyes, unable to hold that dark gaze as Snape watched him spreading come over himself. He continued to do as instructed, wishing he could wrap his fingers around his own cock for some relief. But he had learned his lesson the hard way last time and would not tempt the Alpha's wrath by touching himself without permission. He didn't realize he was moaning softly as he rubbed over his nipples and abdomen.

Snape was enjoying the show immensely, his Alpha now at least temporarily appeased while he had Potter at his mercy again. It was a heady feeling, even better than the first heat because Potter knew just what he was getting into this time and still came willingly. Potter knelt before him, slowly growing harder as he rubbed the Apha's fresh come into his skin. Snape swore his heart skipped a beat watching the erotic display. An Alpha's semen carried the strongest concentration of pure scent, it was as close to a claim as Snape would allow at this point and it thrilled the Alpha more than he was willing to admit. He slowly sank to his knees in front of Potter. He knew this was not the confusing pheromone fog of heat, not yet. This, right now, was far more intimate than merely fucking through a heat and he could barely contain the intensity of his response. Snape growled softly in appreciation and Potter raised his eyes, even as his gaze grew more heated. Snape reached out a shaking hand, hovering just over the skin before pressing his hand over the boy's heart, feeling the strong beat increase at his touch. He rubbed slightly, enthralled with the idea, looking at the shining moisture spread across the finely muscled chest. It was a behavior so instinctual and primal, calling to the Alpha. With a louder growl, he brought both hands to the Omega's flushed chest, massaging his semen into the warm skin; pressing up over nipples and pectorals, over his shoulders and up the pale neck until he was cupping his hands over the bonding gland, and the Omega was completely covered in his scent alone.

Harry moaned softly at the touch of his Alpha, the only Alpha he wanted to touch him, to see him naked, vulnerable, and exposed. He had been surprised to realize the depth of his trust and attachment to Snape, when he had pulled Malfoy off of him and his immediate impulse was to turn to the man for safety. Now he was surprised, however, by Snape's gentleness when he leaned forward and kissed him softly, lingering over his mouth as if he couldn't bear to release him. Harry had to remind himself that just as he was not in full heat yet, his Alpha was not in rut and responding to the stimulus of hormones either. He felt a slight flutter somewhere in the pit of his stomach as he realized that it was Severus Snape, the man, who was kissing him so tenderly right now. As startling as it was, he found this gentleness to be just as appealing as the Alpha's dominance and roughness and he sighed, returning the warm kiss.

Severus reluctantly pulled away from Harry and forced himself to speak, his deep voice gruff with a passion he had never anticipated. "I have to get back to the classroom. I have to wrap things up for end of term and see the other students off. But I want you to stay here. I will seal the door until I return so that you will be perfectly safe."

Harry tried to argue, "But my friends! I wanted to say good-bye and give them my gifts to take home."

Snape was not entirely shocked that the boy still didn't quite grasp everything and snapped at him, a bit more harshly than he intended. "Would you rather I send you back out there for Malfoy to find you then?! He is an Alpha in his first rut, Potter. Now that he has your scent, until we have him safely away from here, he will be driven to try and find you… and claim you. Is that what you want?! Perhaps you would rather I let you go to Malfoy?! I am certain his father will not mind taking the both of you back to their manor to spend your heat!"

Harry had not thought twice about Malfoy once they were shed of him and he certainly had no desire to share his heat with him. The memory of the things Draco said to him still sent a shudder of revulsion down his spine. His stomach rolled at the memory of Malfoy's disgusting scent of pheromones. And to top it all off, he had made the Alpha he did want to spend his heat with, angry with him. He glanced at the Alpha, shaking his head and answering softly, "No, Sir. I don't want Malfoy to find me. I don't want to be with him… I want to be here with you, Sir."

Snape couldn't stop the sigh of relief he let out. He had not been entirely certain Potter wouldn't just get up and leave. "Very well. You can send your gifts on ahead to your friends later with a letter explaining your reason for missing their departure. Though considering what happened in class, they may have a fairly astute assumption of what has happened." He took a deep breath, realizing he would need to speak to Dumbledore about the incident as well. "I want you to get into bed and try to sleep. You will need the rest with your heat almost upon you. I will return and join you as soon as I can. With luck, there may even be time for a hot meal before you are ready." Harry nodded silently, still sitting back on his heels waiting. Snape's lip turned up in something approximating a smile as he rose to his feet and offered his hand to Potter to help him up, "Come along then. I'll get you settled before I leave."

Harry wasn't the least bit self conscious walking naked next to his Alpha, or relieving his bladder under his watchful eyes either, nor did he think twice about his exposed arse as he climbed into bed.

"Get some sleep, Potter." Snape commanded firmly before turning to leave, only to be stopped by an already sleepy voice.

"Sir? Could I ask something? A favor?"

Snape considered before answering in his usual haughty tone, "You may ask, Potter. I can't say if I shall grant your request until I have heard what it is."

"Could you call me by my first name when we are in private like this? Can you call me Harry?"

Snape stared at nothing for a moment, considering if he should allow the intimacy of their names when he was forcing the Alpha to keep a certain distance with the Omega. He apparently waited a bit too long for the boy who had bravely asked the question. The dark tousled head turned away from him on the pillow and a quiet voice reached his ears.

"It's alright, Sir. I understand. If it will make you uncomfortable, then you needn't bother." Harry had hoped they might at least share the courtesy of names considering the other intimate things they were sharing. But if Snape preferred to keep it to 'Sir' and 'Alpha', then he would oblige and continue to be 'Potter', 'boy', and 'Omega' in turn. Maybe Snape was a little more like Malfoy than he wanted to admit, maybe all Alphas were. He tried not to let Snape see just how deeply it troubled him, so he turned his face away when he spoke, pretending to go on to sleep as instructed.

Snape waited, but nothing further came from the boy. He turned to go, but the boy's behavior still bothered him. The Omega was giving off the distinct aroma of unease and the Alpha responded in kind. He considered for another moment before walking over next to the bed. Not allowing time for him to second guess his decision, he reached out and ran his fingers lightly through the soft dark hair. "I can do that… Harry. And you may call me Severus, though if you still find you wish to call me Sir or Alpha once fully immersed in your heat, that will still be acceptable too." He observed how quickly Harry relaxed after his pronouncement and wondered just what that was about, but with his Omega soothed and already drowsy, he needed to get back to his school duties.

"Sleep well, Harry. I will return soon."

Snape paused at the bedroom door, raking his gaze over the dark haired Omega already sleeping peacefully in his bed. It was a sight he knew he wouldn't mind seeing often, even permanently and he absolutely hated himself for even admitting that. As he turned to go, the soft 'Thank you, Severus' tugged mercilessly at his heart. His jaw clenched tightly as he left the bedroom.

He left without another word, sealing the entrance to his quarters with spells only he could counteract, making sure his Omega would be safe in his absence.

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The train was off and Snape was not responsible for those students staying on during the holidays, so he was free to return to Harry now. Mister Malfoy, Sr. had arrived to take custody of his now sedated son. Dumbledore had expressed his astonishment quite pointedly to Snape who gave a small awkward smile to the headmaster.

"Understandably it is his first rut, but I have never seen a young Alpha quite so agitated. Have you Severus?" Dumbledore continued without waiting for an answer, his eyes twinkling merrily. "It seems he was quite adamant that you had stolen Mister Potter from him and that we should force you to give him back. Would you care to offer any insight on these ravings, Severus? What do you make of them?"

Snape knew that Dumbledore was already fully aware of just what had transpired in his classroom, so he did not attempt to skirt the truth. "Mister Potter, as it happens, is an Omega, Headmaster. And he seemed to object to Mister Malfoy's advances, apparently preferring my companionship to his. Mister Malfoy was understandably put out by this and foolishly issued a challenge, which he failed to win."

Dumbledore narrowed his all-seeing eyes, "And Harry?"

Snape took a deep breath, "Mister Potter is sleeping in my quarters at the present time, warded and protected just in case Mister Malfoy managed to elude Madame Pomfrey. He was a few days away from his heat and the challenge has prompted an early onset." Severus waited anxiously, knowing it was well within the headmaster's authority to order him to take Harry to the infirmary for the duration of his heat.

Dumbledore nodded sagely. He had already learned from Mister Weasley and Missus Granger, as well as Remus, about Harry's first heat. Unlike Harry's friends, he knew exactly where Harry had spent that time also. And according to all of those he had spoken to from earlier today, Harry did indeed attempt to reject Mister Malfoy. Furthermore, upon being rescued by Severus, had clung to his professor in a way most unlike any student he had ever had. He knew just where he was going to be able to find both Harry and Severus for the next few days. Yes, Dumbledore was well aware that something very specific was going on between Harry and Severus and he saw no reason to interfere at this point beyond offering his advice. Finally meeting the gaze of his somewhat nervous potions professor, he spoke, "Be careful, Severus. The boy needs love and care, as do you, probably the two of you more than the rest of us. I would not want to find you guilty of using the boy, or even worse, hurting him."

Snape swallowed thickly, knowing just what Dumbledore meant, "I am trying… to be careful sir."

"Well then, that is all I can ask now, isn't it. See you in a few days then Severus." And with that, he was gone.

Excuses made to Dumbledore and the rest of the staff, he escaped at last to his rooms. Once inside, he sealed the entrance just as carefully as when he had left and made sure that the silencing spells were in place. He even went ahead and cast the contraceptive spell in preparation for later. Once all was secured and in readiness, he returned to his bedroom and to Harry. He couldn't stop the warm feeling that spread over him while he undressed, watching the sleeping Omega as he did so. There was a part of him that still wondered somehow, why Potter would choose to be here instead of with a virile, attractive young Alpha like Malfoy. But Harry had made it quite clear, that this was exactly where he wanted to be. Severus lifted the covers and silently slid into the warm bed next to Harry. A soft smile played across his lips as Harry sighed in his sleep and moved closer, tucking himself against the Alpha's side once more. Snape didn't try very hard to suppress the thought that Harry was exactly where he belonged, as he wrapped the Omega in his arms and let himself sleep.

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He awoke several hours later to the heavy scent of pheromones in the air and his Omega whining in his sleep as he humped the Alpha's thigh. Snape pulled Harry even closer, letting his large hands roam over the now sensitive, feverish skin. He relished the soft gasp as he brushed over Harry's swollen nipples and met the sleepy, lust filled eyes of his Omega awaking to his touch. "Hello, Harry. It seems to be time, don't you agree?"

Harry nodded eagerly, "Oh yes, Alpha. It's time." Harry arched into Snape's body as a hand smoothed over his shoulder blades and along the curve of his back. He was panting and grinding his erection against the Alpha as the hand travelled over the swell of his arse, feeling the moisture there. He couldn't stop the loud keening when two fingers quickly pressed into him and began to thrust in and out lazily. It had been so long and he wanted this so badly. He moaned as hungry lips claimed his mouth, tasting him as he rocked between the fingers slowly fucking his arse and the friction of the thigh against his sensitive cock.

Severus tried to take his time, mapping Harry's responses anew as he kissed him deeply. He traced his tongue over teeth and across palate, delighting in the thrust of Harry's hips as he sucked hard on his tongue. He pulled back to take in the fully dilated pupils and swollen lips, "Are you certain you are ready for me?" Harry only moaned and nodded frantically, whining as the fingers were removed. He watched as Snape brought them to his mouth. The sight of his tongue snaking out and wrapping languidly around those wet fingers to lap and suck made Harry groan and thrust harder against his Alpha.

"Please Alpha. I've wanted you so much… it's been too long… please fuck me now."

Severus was surprised to hear that Harry seemed to have been craving him since the last heat as well and the Alpha preened in response. It also amused him slightly to see Harry so far gone that he hadn't even bothered to use his name once since he awoke. He wrapped his hand firmly in Harry's dark hair and pulled his head back sharply, allowing him to press the flat of his tongue against the heated flesh and lick a long stripe upwards from collarbone to just beneath Harry's ear. He sucked hard on the delicate earlobe before nipping it sharply with his teeth, enjoying the sharp jerk of his Omega's hips.

"Remember your manners now, my greedy little Omega. I will fuck that sweet arsehole when I am good and ready. But for now, I have missed your taste." He brought his free hand down on Harry's arse in a sharp smack, eliciting an equally sharp cry from his Omega followed by a soft moan. The Alpha took command readily, laying back on his pillows with his hands propped behind his head, he ordered Harry. "Turn around. I want that sweet arse over my face so that I can taste you at my leisure."

Harry sucked in a shuddering breath as he hurried to comply with the command, ending up with his knees on either side of his Alpha's chest. He felt exposed with his arse spread right in front of his Alpha's face like this, his cock hanging heavy and full between his thighs. They had not tried this last time, but the knowledge of what that sinful mouth and tongue could do to him only made him whine impatiently. The fact that he also found himself face to face with his Alpha's swollen cock only fanned the flame of his own desires. He held himself as still as he could manage and waited for his Alpha.

Snape smiled darkly as Harry forced himself to still, he knew it was difficult in the throes of full heat. He brushed his warm palms over the tight calves on either side of him, pushed up to massage over the muscled thighs, before resting on the curved mounds of his Omega's delectable arse. He admired the red handprint he had left behind, marking what was his, before he tugged Harry closer. Spreading his arse wide, Severus admired the pink hole, shiny with moisture and twitching in anticipation before pressing his tongue against the perineum and licking a firm stroke upwards, savoring the taste of his Omega and the pheromone laden lubrication. Harry let out a lusty growl of pleasure and the Alpha returned it in kind, triggering a fresh surge of fluid that he lapped up eagerly with his tongue.

Harry couldn't stop his near continuous moans as mouth and tongue plundered his arse. It felt just as good as he remembered and it pushed his passion and desire for his Alpha even further. He rocked slightly back and forth as that wicked tongue fucked into him, his own weeping cock leaving a wet trail as it dragged across the Alpha's chest. He wanted to give his Alpha as much pleasure as he himself was receiving. The flushed shaft in front of him proving too much to resist. He watched as a large drop of precome pooled up on the swollen glans before rolling down to drip into the growing puddle on the Alpha's abdomen. Harry stretched forward and lowered his head, slowly lapping up the precome like a cat with cream for a treat. He purred as the taste of Alpha filled his mouth once more and raised his head to wrap his tongue around the weeping cock. Fingers tightened over his arse as the Alpha growled his pleasure against his Omega's twitching hole. Harry smiled around the cock in his mouth at the response, then closed his lips around the shaft and growled his own response low in his throat. The startled groan and sharp thrust of a cock down his throat, thrilled Harry as he continued to please his Alpha. He could just picture what a wanton sight they must make, curled in on each other giving and receiving pleasure to and from each other with their mouths and tongues. The image in his mind only served to make him even harder if that were possible and prompted a fresh surge of lubrication as well.

Severus realized quickly that Harry had indeed come to this heat 'prepared' to please him and enjoy himself as well. When that hot little mouth wrapped around his cock, he couldn't decide which he wanted more, to bury himself in Harry's throat or his arse. Fortunately, the Alpha would get to do both. He lay back on his pillow, allowing Harry to continue sucking him, bringing his hands and fingers into play instead. He thrust two fingers into his Omega's needy arse and began fucking into the wet hole at the same time he wrapped his left hand around the thick cock hanging before him. On impulse he leaned forward and pulled the leaking cock towards him, sliding it into his mouth and sucking hard, enjoying the high pitched whine he felt explode from his Omega's mouth around his own cock at the same time. The angle was a bit of a strain so he didn't keep at it for long, laying back and returning his hand to stroking the heated shaft. It was always hard to hold off during the first wave of heat and the Alpha was reaching his limits as the hot little mouth worked over his cock. But he was determined, his Omega would come apart first. He pressed three fingers into the wet slippery hole, thrusting in time with his strokes along the twitching cock. Harry was whining loudly, rocking himself faster between fingers and cock as his orgasm built. The Alpha merely snarled as he fucked his fingers harder into the arse before him, seeking out the prostate and massaging it ruthlessly, as he jerked the cock in his hand firmly. Harry only lasted a few more moments before he released his Alpha's cock and screamed as a powerful orgasm hit him. Snape continued to fuck him through, stimulating the Omega nearly beyond tolerance. He also was finished with the foreplay. Before the aftershocks had even stopped, he slapped the wet, upturned arse before him as the Alpha's command rang out.

"Turn around. Ride me… Now!"

Harry felt strung out and sluggish but he was not about to deny his Alpha, quickly scrambling around until he was facing Severus and straddling his hips. He positioned himself and began to lower himself over the large cock.

But the Alpha meant business; planting his feet on the bed and grasping the narrow hips above him, he thrust up sharply, burying his cock deep into the Omega in one stroke. The dark commanding voice vibrated down Harry's spine as his wide eyes met the ebony pools of his Alpha, "I said, now." And without a further word, he pulled out all the way only to thrust up sharply once again.

Harry cried out, grinding his arse on the hard cock. This was what he had missed, had craved night after night as he got himself off to memories, and he had no qualms about letting himself go completely now. He braced both hands on the Alpha's chest and began to ride the thick shaft, soon meeting every upward stroke of cock with the downward thrust of his hips and arse. His own cock weeping heavily once again and forgotten as it rubbed against the tense abdomen below him.

Snape could not believe how close he was, his knot already beginning to swell and catch against Harry's tight rim. The sight of the Omega riding him with such abandon was driving the Alpha wild. He ran his hands up from Harry's lean hips to his narrow waist and finally over swollen sensitive nipples. He rubbed them harshly with his calloused thumbs, rumbling deep in his chest as his Omega arched into his touch and took his cock even deeper. He reached down to wrap long fingers around the Omega's cock, bringing him off again with only a few strokes of his hand. The feeling of the hot wet passage spasming around him pushed the Alpha over the edge. Grabbing Harry's hips firmly, he yanked him down hard as he shoved deep, forcing his knot into place as he began to fill the willing body with his come.

They were both trembling with the aftershocks, Harry soon laying against Snape's chest while long arms draped around him. Both men were silent, panting heavily as they caught their breath. It was a few moments before Snape realized that Harry was rubbing over him with his hands and his chest, neck, shoulders, and arms felt more moist than simple perspiration dictated. He blinked lazily at his Omega before speaking. "Harry? What exactly are you doing?"

Harry smiled beautifully, he had just come twice over his Alpha's chest and abdomen in short order. His hands continued to rub and spread his own come over his Alpha as he answered.

"You're not the only one who can mark a claim, Severus."

Then Harry laughed out loud at the stunned expression on Snape's face.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: My Thanks go out each and every time I write to Spades for all of her efforts reading, suggesting, editing, and generally supporting me through whatever crazed idea I have come up with This time! You as readers wouldn't be Nearly as impressed with my writing if it weren't for her! ;) Go read her Lovely work, though bring some hankies as she just might tug at your heartstrings!

I Deeply, Truly, hope you have enjoyed this part of the sequel, at least Almost as much as the original. There will be more to come as we find out what happens with these two. If you are inclined, feed my addiction to review crack and let me hear from you! I am receptive to all feedback. Thank you all for your encouragement and support. I Always appreciate it more than you can imagine! Until next time! Cynthia