Rule Number 179

Hogwarts Rule Number 179: I am not allowed to eat lollipops within Professor Snape's sight ever again

There was a slurp that echoed off the dungeon walls.
Snape's eyebrow twitched. POP! Slurp, slurp, POP!
Severus peeked his head around his text book to stare.
Potter was on hands and knees, cleaning up a mess of potion from the floor, he slipped a lollipop into his mouth, 'Mmmm,' he hummed, popping it out again to lick it, it was driving the Potion's Master mad.
The noise, Potter's innocent licking and content humming!
Snape returned to his book to make notes for his next class.
Sssslup!
He broke his quill.
'Potter,' his voice quivered dangerously and he strode over to stand above the boy.
'Hmmmm?' the Gryffindor asked, completely oblivious, he lifted his head, one cheek bulged, his eyes wide, innocent and so very, very green. Harry popped the treat from his mouth and shook his hair from his eyes, dripping the lolly's juices down his chin, 'Yes, Professor?' he asked, tongue swiping out to clean his chin.
Snape flustered, his own cheeks burned, 'Hurry up!' he snapped and Harry frowned.
'I'm going as fast as I ca-'
'Not. Fast. Enough,' hissed the older man, as he hurried to his desk.
Why did he have to have Lily's eyes? It would be so much easier to ignore him if he looked entirely of James!
'Okay…' grumbled the boy from the floor.
POP!
Snape gripped his desk.
Blast that treat! He couldn't very well get rid of it – could he? Severus poked his large nose over his book to stare again.
Ssssssssssssseshhhlop!
Damn it, Snape glared at his book – he had just turn a page out.
Sighing the Professor rushed to his supply cupboard to look for paste, forgetting completely about the Repairo Charm.
POP! Slurp, slurp POP! Shhhlop! Crack! 'Ow…'
The Potion's Master hurried back into the room, 'What happened, Potter?'
The boy looked up at him; lips red and swollen, tears brimmed those green eyes and he held up a broken lollipop, 'It hurt,' he mumbled.
Snape clapped a hand to his face, covering nose and mouth – he could feel a nose bleed coming.
'Look,' pouted the Boy-Who-Lived, 'I cut my tongue,' he opened his mouth wide.
'Get out!' screamed Severus.
'But the floor, and my tongue,' the James-look-a-like held it between his fingers and blood blossomed at the tip.
'Leave! I'll fix it!' demanded the head of Slytherin.
'I'm all most done,' Harry stared wide eyed, 'I only need a couple more minutes,' he blinked the tears away with his mother's lashes.
Snape looked away with a twitch to his eyebrow, 'Be quick then!' he reached for a tissue.
Severus sat at his desk again, glaring at his un-pasted book and trumpeted into the soft paper.
'I'm done now,' said Harry at his desk, 'See, didn't take that long,' he stuck the broken treat back into his mouth and gasped around it, 'Professor!'
Snape raised a brow as the boy grabbed his hand.
'Your nose! It's bleeding!' the Chosen One blinked concern up at his teacher, his hot hands smooth and soft on top of Snape's.
'I'm fine! Get out!' the Potion's Master wretched his hands away and pointed at the door.
Harry left, looking irritated and Severus wondered with a sigh if he could cancel his next class.

A/N
Poor Sev! This is my first (sort of) Snarry, what do you think? I know, I know, "It's too short!" Well, poo you! Stick around about half an hour and FF is going to be bombarded by four months of writing by me! So get stuck in those, instead! =P

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