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In the summer before Seventh Year, Harry inexplicably begins fantasizing about Snape coming onto him. He has no idea where these thoughts, these imaginings that seem so real, are coming from, but as the year advances and he buries himself in the ancient, respected art of Alchemy, he starts to wonder if he really minds these vivid daydreams. (Older fic from 2019, cross-posted from ffn)