WARNING! WARNING! - CONTAINS SLASH CONTENT...DO NOT READ IF HOMOPHOBIC!

THIS IS THE FIRST INSTALMENT INTO MY STORY ENTITLED 'TELL NO LIES' FEATURING SEVERUS SNAPE AND HARRY POTTER! DO ENJOY

CHAPTER ONE

'I often wonder what you see in him', Snape asked.

He strode once more to the other end of the small corridor and then looked at Dumbledore, who was smiling.

'He's such a nice boy, Severus', he said, looking over his half mooned spectacles into the distance.

'Nice?' Snape asked sarcastically, 'nice is too mellow a word for such a work of James himself...'

'But his eyes', Dumbledore said, cutting him off, 'like I often remind you, Harry has the exact shape and colour of Lily's...'

'Stop it!' Snape exclaimed and he stopped.

'Why is it that when I mention Harry having her eyes, you cringe?' Dumbledore asked, a smile playing on his lips. He reached up with a frail hand and fingered the red band on his grey beard.

'I don't like when you mention her', Snape said curtly, turning back to stride across the floor once more.

'Are you sure it's her you don't want me to mention?' the Headmaster asked, now pressing his fingertips together.

'What does that mean?' Snape asked now stopping once more, his back against Dumbledore.

'Constantly talking about him, nagging me about how arrogant, how self centred he is, yet', and Dumbledore scratched his head, 'you seem to try to fool me that you don't feel for him.'

'What?' Snape asked and Dumbledore seemed to have known his face was flushed with colour.

'Oh don't blush Severus, it makes my nerves tingle', he said smiling, 'to have a death eater blush is one of the rarest things I find normal.

Snape reached out with his hands and held unto the concrete railing before him, trying to steady himself. He could feel the wave of emotion rising inside of him as he again thought about Harry and wished it would stop. Looking up at the sky, he became quite flushed as he wondered what James was probably thinking of him at the moment.

'You love him don't you?' Dumbledore asked, a slight tinkle in his voice.

'Yes', Snape quietly said, his head bowed and his hair falling like a curtain around his head.

'I'm always right on such matters. As much as you try to block your mind from me Snape, I do have other ways of finding out things. What are you going to do about it?'

Snape's head jerked up at this, 'nothing', he said quickly.

'Nothing?' Dumbledore asked, 'don't you want to act on it? After all, I bet he most likely feels the same way for you', and he chuckled.

'How touching', Snape snidely remarked, 'I bet Sirius would love for me to...act on it.'

'Oh I can imagine his facial expression when you succeed', Dumbledore said between a laugh.

'I would never succeed. Potter hates me', Snape pointed out.

'Because you show hate only towards him. Change your ways towards him and I bet you'll be surprised. After all', Dumbledore said quietly, 'you'd be surprised at how similar he is to Lily, more than meets the eyes of course'. And he turned around and descended the stairs, leaving Snape standing there speechless.