desire, unleashed (слэш)

“You do look a bit like James,” Severus remarks, his hand methodically stirring and it's more of a mumble than him admitting it out loud. Harry still hears it. It still annoys him. A crick in his jaw, a tilt of his head. He breathes through his nose.
“Well, I am much more attractive.” He says, petulantly. It's not an attractive sight. Him being jealous of his own father.
Severus looks up, finally, from the cauldron and just stares. Stares with his beautiful eyes, and even prettier face. ”I suppose you do.“
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or, Harry Potter dies, wakes up in 1980 with the ancient name of Hadrian Peverell, a massive bank account, all with the help of Death. Instead of saving the world, he decides to buy an apartment complex, force his way into a young, miserable Severus Snape's life, and trick him into being happy.
(title change, was; i surrender (to you))