After another gulp, the older wizard turned around. He closed his eyes against the alluring picture. Hair messed up. Lips swollen. There were two red spots high on Harry's cheeks. Severus thought that the young man had never looked lovelier. Still, he shook his head. "You are but a teenager, Harry. You have your entire life ahead of you. Especially now that the Dark Lord is no longer out for your blood. You will find someone your age, someone better suited for you. I am your professor, and I am your advisor. So, let me advise you: go and find someone to learn about love and everything that comes with it. No matter how little I like it, even Blaise Zabini would be a better choice than me, since you have found a way to satiate him, without endangering yourself."