A Thrust To Remember (слэш)

Fridays were Severus's favorite days. They were the days when he could descend into the dungeons and lose himself as he indulged in the only thing that could cure the tension that built in his shoulders from teaching teenagers all day. But today wasn't Friday, it was Monday and his heavy steps only seemed to drain him the closer he got to his bedchambers. But maybe the day didn't matter as much as Severus had once thought when he saw Harry Potter, coach to the quidditch teams at Hogwarts, laying on his bed wearing nothing but the invisibility cloak over his bare arse.