Let Us Have a Tomorrow (слэш)

They sat at the table, facing each other. Their chance encounter had smoothly transitioned into an innocent conversation at the bar - an innocent, chaste, no-strings-attached conversation. Yet Harry was desperately confused as to why he was so aroused, why Snape’s low, husky voice was so enveloping, why those black eyes drew his gaze like a magnet, and why he felt such an urge to crush his lips against Snape’s in a hard kiss.
Harry had grown up; he had learned to act sensibly and do the right thing. Surely, he would not...?