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Ron rose
early the next morning, despite his late night. It was clear that Severus had
packed everything ready for their trip alone the night before, and he felt
insanely guilty as he made a cup of tea. Any minute now the alarm clock would
ring from their bedroom down the hallway and Severus would get up and grumble
about the fact that he was going camping.

With a
lurch of his stomach, Ron heard the alarm ring and he slopped tea everywhere. Smooth. He mopped it up with a
tea-towel, hearing sounds of movement from the bedroom, guessing Severus was
getting dressed, he wanted to be away really early to be in plenty of time to
catch the ferry.

There was a
thump. �Oh for Merlin�s sake, George,� Severus hissed. �Really smart place to
leave a bone, that.�

He limped
into Ron�s sight scowling �and it was not what Ron wanted to see.

�Morning,�
Severus kissed him fleetingly before turning on the coffee maker. �Just this
and then we�re off, right?�

�I need to
talk to you,� Ron said, setting down his mug.

�Oh,
bollocks, I know what I forgot to do, we need to leave instructions for
Hermione,� Severus was grateful to her for agreeing to dog-sit for the whole
week.

�I really
need to talk to you,� Ron repeated, but he knew Severus wasn�t listening as he
mentally ran through everything in his head.

Sooner or
later it was going to be too late and Ron wouldn�t be able to pre-warn him of
his very stupid and unfair mistake from the night before. As the doorbell
chimed down the hallway, Ron went red as Severus� head snapped round and looked
at him.

�Who the
hell is that this early in the morning? Everyone knows we�re leaving today�� he
strode past Ron to reach the door first, but in an amazing display of agility
Ron didn�t know he could produce at five in the morning, he managed to slither
past Severus and throw himself against the door.

�Severus, I did something really stupid last night,� the words fell out of his
mouth. �Stupid because I know you didn�t even want to go camping but you said
yes because it was what I wanted and you knew we�d have loads of time alone
together.�

The door
bell rang again and was accompanied by the knocker, George yapped around
Severus� legs.

�Ron, what are you talking about?� Severus frowned. �Answer the door, its
winding George up.�

Groaning,
Ron turned and pulled the door open and sunk back into the wall.

�Hey!�
Three voices chorused inwards.

�I am so
ready for a road trip,� Fred announced.

�It�s not a
road trip, it�s a booze cruise,� George tutted.

�Both sound
fabulous to me,� Charlie grinned. �Morning, Severus.�

Wordlessly,
Severus turned to look at Ron with a furious stare.

�Oh� so�
you were asleep when he got home last night,� Fred grimaced. �We bullied him
into saying yes, it�s not his fault.�

Severus was
still glaring at his husband.

�We�re not� we�re not going to intrude on your whole holiday, Severus,� Charlie
explained softly. �We just need a lift as far as Calais to go booze shopping, and then we�ll
leave you. Really, it�s just the car journey because we don�t know where to
apparate and we don�t have a car to transport the booze.�

�Can I talk
to you alone for a minute?� Ron whispered, and turned and walked into their
bedroom, waiting for the explosion.

He heard
the bedroom door click shut and hung his head.

�Explain.�

�The twins
cornered me, they said they wouldn�t mind a trip and they wanted to come, and I
was telling them no, but they wouldn�t leave me alone. So I said I�d ask you
and obviously I�ve been trying to all morning AND last night but I didn�t get
very far.�

Ron finally
looked up and saw Severus with his arms folded over his chest defensively, face
unreadable.

�I�m
really, truly sorry.�

Severus
turned and left the bedroom and Ron suddenly hated his family with a passion.
If the twins could ever take no for an answer he wouldn�t be in this mess.

In the
hallway he could hear sounds of moving luggage and his brothers talking between
themselves. Suddenly Ron really didn�t want to go on holiday and he didn�t want
to leave George behind. His ribs ached. George padded into the bedroom and
stuck his head in Ron�s lap, looking up at him with big eyes.

�I don�t
want to go now,� he whispered childishly to the dog.

�Come on,�
said a voice from the doorway. �We�re ready to go, Hermione�s here��

Severus�
tone was impassive and Ron felt slightly sick as he bent down and kissed
George�s head softly in goodbye and walked into the hallway. He heard Severus
say his own goodbye to the dog.

�Hope you
have a lovely time,� Hermione smiled at him and gave him a soft hug. �George�ll
be fine with me.�

�Thanks,�
he managed a smile, and walked into the morning sunlight, seeing his brothers
grouped round the car, and hearing George barking behind him.

�Severus?� Fred called.

�What?�

�Does your
car have a name?�

�Why on
earth would it?� Severus frowned.

�Oh, every
car has to have a name,� George winked at him.

�Hmmmmm.�
Fred looked at the car, his hand on his chin. �I hereby declare him Henry, King
of the Booze Cruise!� He gave the boot a thump with his hand and Charlie was
laughing.

Severus
looked like he was going to kill him, either for naming his car or hitting it.
Ron didn�t hang around to find out which; he simply slid into the front seat,
put his seatbelt on and rested his elbow on the side of the car as everyone
else got in behind him. Severus didn�t start the ignition, but turned round in
his seat to look at the three Weasleys on his back seat.

�I have rules,� he said in a low voice. �No food in the car. No mindless travel
games. No shouting. No touching of the driver. No tampering with the radio �my
car, my music, my rules. Do you understand?�

�Christ,�
Fred leaned forward and flicked Ron on the ear. �Is this what the sex is like?�

Severus
ignored him. �And please, please tell me you have muggle passports or I will
scream at you all, so help me God.�

�We have passports,� Charlie fought down a grin. �And we understand the rules
of the car.�

�Though bit
gutted about the music one, really, I bought a tape,� George pouted, pulling it
out of his pocket.

Severus
grabbed it wordlessly and looked at the scrawled writing on the side. �One last
rule,� he pushed the tape back at him. �No fucking
Abba.�

The
additional three Weasley siblings found themselves crippled with suppressed
laughter.

***

Honestly, what the fuck was he
thinking? I hate camping. And I hate being sociable. He�s turned this into my
worst nightmare.
Severus stared ahead at the empty road.

�I think I
Spy counts as a travel game,� he heard Charlie whisper.

�I�m bored,� Fred whined.

�Do you
want to sit on the roof?� Severus called over his shoulder. �Because I can
arrange it. Sure that�d keep you busy.�

�See now this is what I thought it�d be like
having you in the family,� Fred laughed. �Finally, a bit of action.�

�Behave
yourself,� Charlie was staring at Ron, who was still leant into the side of the
car, not having said a word for forty-five minutes.

�Excuse my
twin brother, he gets very excited when he�s allowed out into the big wide
world,� George explained, leaning forward from where he sat in the middle of
the back seat. �Ouch,� he hissed. Severus guessed Fred had hit him.

�Another
rule,� he declared. �No fighting in the car.�

�Here�s a
rule for you, no being a grumpy old bat.� Fred retorted.

�No being a
ginger whinger,� Severus smirked.

�Touch�.�

Charlie was
staring embarrassedly out of the window; Severus could see him in his rear view
mirror. Ron was still silent, eyes untraceable behind his sunglasses. One of
the twins was humming.

�No
humming,� Severus muttered.

�I can�t even bloody hum?� George protested, and unclipped his seatbelt to lean
forward and throw his arms over the doctored front seat bench.

�Put your
seatbelt back on,� Severus glanced at him over his shoulder.

�There�s
not another car on the road, Severus, unless you�re planning to run us into a
tree� of which there aren�t any in the middle of the tarmac, I think I�ll be
alright. Now. Stop being so bloody miserable. You�re meant to be on holiday.
Cheer up.�

�I�m fine,�
Severus insisted. �Now put your bloody seatbelt back on. Please.� He remembered
his manners.

George did
as he was asked and Severus sighed.

�You know,
you would have gotten a lot more out of us at school if you�d just said
please,� George said quietly. �Instead of just shouting.�

�Well no, I
probably still wouldn�t have listened,� Fred shook his head.

�Merlin
himself could ask you to sit down and wouldn�t get anywhere,� Severus grinned
slightly. �But then you wouldn�t have got where you are by being anything other
than yourselves.�

�This is
true. We are getting richer by the second.�

�So who�s
looking after your shop whilst you�re gone?� Severus frowned.

�Remus,
actually� We asked him last night. Tell us; is he always so insistent about not being paid for anything?� George asked.

�Oh yeah,
that�s Remus,� Severus shook his head with a sigh.

�Well we ignored him. Paying him good money.� Fred shifted in his seat. �And we
were thinking� if our shop isn�t razed to the ground by the time we get back,
we�d offer him permanent work.�

�What about
Teddy?� Severus looked back at them in the mirror.

�Teddy is
welcome in the shop, but we did make it plain we take no responsibility what
happens if he gets his baby hands on anything in there. He�s such a grabby
little thing.�

Severus
laughed. �And what about the full moon issue?�

�There
won�t be an issue,� George shook his head. �With three of us, plus our sales
assistant we can arrange around it. I must admit I�m excited. He made that map
and he�s got plenty of trouble making juice running through his veins.�

�I think
you�ll find it was more Sirius,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�But still.
He was there, and he�s a nice bloke and we want to help. And he was good enough
to accept on short notice, which means we love him.� Fred grinned.

�It�ll be
good for him,� Severus bit his lip. Bastards.
You turn up, ruin my holiday, but I can�t hate you because you�ve just done
something helpful. Bastards.

George was
humming again. Severus bit down his comment.

�So Ron,
what�s up with you this morning?� Fred poked him in the shoulder.

�Nothing,�
Ron replied, finally sitting up straight (because his ribs were starting to
ache) and stretching.

�Then
talk,� Fred jabbed him again.

�What do
you want to talk about?�

�Anything.�

Ron fell
silent again and looked at the road in front of them. This was not how holidays
were supposed to start.

�Do you
think George is alright with Hermione?� Charlie asked.

�What, I�m
right� Oh. You mean the dog,� George blinked. �Please find a nickname for that
dog, Ron, I�m spending all of my days confused. Last night I overheard Remus
say something about �George kicked me in the balls� and I was halfway to
indignant before I realised who he was on about.�

Ron smiled
to the road. �Or we could just find a new nickname for you.�

�I�ve got
twenty one years on that dog. It�s my name, I was here first.�

�He doesn�t
even have a pet name for Severus, he�s not going to make one just for the dog,�
Fred rolled his eyes.

�Yeah and
that�s weird, frankly. Mum and dad have disgusting pet names for each other,
and I heard Ginny call Harry Scarhead affectionately the other day. And of
course you have your little Angelinawina,� George ribbed his brother.

�I don�t
know what you�re talking about,� Fred said airily, rolling down his window a
little. �I have never called her anything of the sort.�

They fell
to bantering and Severus switched his attention to Ron, who was still silent. Suppose I should try and make amends. Though
this is his fault so I don�t see why I should.

�Are you
alright?� He asked quietly.

�I�m fine,�
Ron replied automatically.

�Could have
fooled me,� Severus inclined his head slightly and raised his eyebrows.

�Are you alright?�

�I�m fine,�
Severus swallowed.

�Could have fooled me,� Ron rolled his
eyes.

Oh, so that�s how you want to play
it. Severus pulled
his wand out of his pocket and said to those on the back seat, �I need to speak
with Ron. I�m just going to soundproof the front seats.�

�Speak with
or shout at?� Fred asked, amused.

�Shut up,
this is all your fault!� Ron turned round and would have continued his tirade
but Severus put the barrier up.

He threw his
wand down on the front seat and returned both his hands to the wheel.

�Come on then,� Ron folded his arms over his chest. �Shout.�

�I�m not
going to shout,� Severus said exasperatedly. �A little warning would have been
nice.�

�I tried to
give you warning and you kept ignoring me!�

�Well you
weren�t exactly trying hard, Ron.�

�I�m
sorry,� Ron sighed.

�Good,�
Severus raised his eyebrows. �You should be.�

Ron said
nothing.

�I don�t
even fucking like camping!� Severus turned his face to him quickly. �You know
that. And then you go and turn it into a bloody family holiday!�

�It�s not!
You heard them; they only wanted to scrounge a lift to Calais anyway.�

�Yeah, you
really think I�m going to drive off and leave them there?�

�Well
that�s your prerogative, isn�t it? All they�ve asked for was a lift, not to
come to Magie with us. If you�ve got too attached to them to not be able to
kick them out after the ferry, then that�s not my problem.�

�It is your problem!� Severus found one of his hands off the wheel gesturing in
Ron�s direction. �Because if it wasn�t for you not being able to say no to
them, they would never have wanted the lift in the first place.�

Ron let out
a groan of anger. �Right, so. I�m going to go out on a limb here and assume
that you didn�t tell Remus he could
call on us at any time during our week away?�

Fuck it. Severus didn�t answer and Ron
scoffed.

�But he�s
going through a hard time��

�Blah blah
blah, aren�t we all? Fred and George are working themselves to death, Charlie�s
boyfriend broke up with him because of the long distance relationship� We�re
all just plodding along, Severus.� Ron was gesturing with his hands now too.

�Charlie�s
boyfriend broke up with him?� Severus stopped mid-flow at the news.

�Yeah. Last
week.�

�That�s��

�I know.�

***

Behind the
barrier, Fred, George and Charlie all sat staring with rapt attention.

�It�s
fascinating� Severus is so funny when he uses his hands.� George sniggered.

�I think,
if I�m correct,� Charlie mimicked Severus with his hands, �He just said �Big testicles!
This fish is enormous!��

Fred choked
on his laughter.

�I think
we�ve been the source of a fight,� George sighed. �I told you this was a bad
idea.�

�Severus
could have said no,� Fred frowned.

�Like he
would. You know he can�t say no to Ron. Just like Ron can�t say no to us,�
Charlie reasoned.

�Vicious
circle,� George bit his lip.

�We only
want a bloody lift, it�s not like we�re going to gatecrash their holiday.�

�Yeah but you know Severus loves driving he was probably looking forward to
this part the most. And you named his bloody car Henry.�

�Yeah the
only way that could have been worse,� Charlie grinned, �is if you�d
transfigured something into a bottle of champagne and smashed it over the
bumper.�

�I was
thinking about it,� Fred laughed.

***

�Look, I�ve
said I�m sorry,� Ron repeated.

�I know,�
Severus growled. �For fuck�s sake! SITTING IN THE MIDDLE LANE FOR NO REASON IS ILLEGAL YOU
WANKER!� He hollered out of his window at a car idly driving down the middle
lane of the motorway.

Ron
couldn�t help it, he laughed. And then Severus was laughing. The tension in
their little sound bubble dissipated immediately.

�I�m sorry
for shouting,� Severus grinned.

�I�m sorry for ruining our holiday.�

�You didn�t
ruin it, I was just being whiny.�

�Still,
sorry. I should have made sure you knew.�

�Let�s not
get into the apologising thing. It always starts another argument.�

Ron laughed
and leant across the seat to kiss Severus on the cheek. �And remember. There�ll
be sex. In a tent. And it�ll be really hot and sexy and dirty��

He broke
off when a note hit him in the face from the direction of the back seat which
could pass through the sound barrier. He grabbed it from where it had fallen on
the leather seat and read it.

�We didn�t come for gay porn. We
came for booze.�

Ron snorted
and flipped his finger to them. �Take down the barrier. They�re commenting that
this is looking like a porn show.�

Severus
laughed and flicked his wand, to instantly hear Fred and George singing.

�I told
you, no fucking Abba!�

�Just testing
to see if the barrier was well and truly down,� Fred said innocently.

***

Ron was
hanging off the railings of the ferry feeling the wind rush over his face. The
sky was blue and the sea was calm, for which he was grateful �his stomach
wasn�t the strongest on water.

Everyone
had deserted him and he was alone at the back of the boat, watching England
disappear. He had been surprised when Severus said he wanted to drive all the
way to Magie, the little town on the French coast which was entirely magical
and hidden away from Muggle eyes �and oh so originally named after the French
word for magic. He�d been further surprised when Severus agreed to camp. But
he�d been glad. He had almost taken up Severus� offer of a fancy hotel but he
knew he would have spent the week feeling totally out of place. Having money
didn�t suddenly make him fit in with those who had had it for longer.

He was
about to pull back from the railings when familiar arms crept around his body
and a warmth pressed him forward into the metal.

�Hello
you,� Severus murmured into his ear, and then kissed the outer shell softly.

�Oh God,
what have you done with my brothers? You�ve not killed them and dumped them off
the ferry have you?�

Severus
laughed and said, �No. Fred and George are far too quick for me and I don�t
have the inclination to kill Charlie.�

�It sucks
about Stefan, huh?�

�Unfair,�
Severus said quietly. �And after he�d met you all, too.�

�It was
probably part of the reason,� Ron said darkly. �After all, you saw this morning
how my family can worm their way into anything.�

�If I can
stick around, Ron, you know they�re not that bad.�

�And I�m
still shocked you did. Those last two months at school I was terrified I�d be
conducting a secret relationship, neither side wanting to know the other.�

�You really
thought that?� Severus held him tighter, his weaker hand slipping to rest on
Ron�s stomach.

�I have to
be honest and say I did,� Ron closed his eyes and sniffed at the salty air. �My
hair�s going to go curly in this.�

�It already
is,� Severus nosed through Ron�s long hair. �It looks nice.�

The boat
gave a lurch and Severus noticed Ron�s knuckles tighten as he held onto the
railings. �Scared of the boat?�

�Just don�t
like it when they move much.�

Severus�
hand slipped lower and with a smirk that Ron couldn�t see, he dug his fingers
past the waistband of his jeans to grab him through his underwear.

�Severus, what are you doing?� Ron squirmed without much protest. �Someone
might see.�

�Who cares? We�re on holiday, we�re never going to see them again,� he ran a
trail of soft kisses up the only part of neck he could reach, whilst curling
his fingers around Ron�s already forming erection.

�I like
holiday Severus.� Ron breathed and pushed back into his husband�s body.

�Hmm, yes,
he�s generally more fun than regular Severus,� he nibbled on Ron�s earlobe.

�O-kay you�re really going to do this huh?� Ron muttered as the hand in his
trousers began to stroke up and down gently.

�Of course.
And then you can add �on a ferry� to your �places I�ve had hand jobs� list.�

Ron
snickered and Severus squeezed harder to shut him up. �No talking. Or moaning
and groaning.�

�But-�

�What did I
just say?� Severus hissed tantalisingly into his ear.

Ron did not
reply, but swallowed and breathed out. Severus bypassed the underwear and felt
Ron tense in his arms at the clearer touch, and the little buck of his hips as
Severus� thumb dragged over the tip once, twice, a third time, before
completing a ring around the erection.

�You do
realise this is against the law?� He darted out his tongue and traced the inner
part of Ron�s ear. �And that if anyone catches us, we�ll be in trouble.�

He was
pleased to feel his husband shivering and pressing into his hand. He stroked a
few times, slowly.

�I could
put that spell on you again right now� for the rest of the ferry. And you would
have to walk around whilst you were magically sucked off� that�d be fun,
wouldn�t it?� It was a completely empty threat, but he knew Ron well enough to
know that just the thought would be enough.

He sped up
with his hand, ignoring how much it and his entire arm hurt. Going to pay for this later when I�m driving
in France.
Sod it. But he couldn�t leave Ron so high and dry. He tilted his head and
sunk his teeth into the flesh of his neck, tongue nipping out to lick where he
bit, before grabbing Ron properly again to milk his orgasm out of him, thumb
dragging over the tip again.

Severus had
wondered whether marriage would kill their sex life, whether everything would
become boring. But Ron never seemed to tire of his touch, the same tricks
always worked, and what was more Severus was learning how to adapt those tricks
every day. He pulled to angle the cock he had hold of out slightly, before
rubbing more firmly and inserting his tongue slowly into Ron�s ear. It worked
instantly. Ron�s body tightened and his fingers went properly white on the
railings. Severus was amazed he didn�t cry out, but then he could see how
firmly his jaw was set, his full lips pressed together, eyes rammed shut. Only
the tiniest of gasps emitted from him as he came over Severus� hand and the
inside of his underwear. There wasn�t much, considering his injuries, but it
was enough to make him feel that little bit dirty, which Severus found
essential.

Wordlessly,
Severus managed to cast a cleaning spell with his hand still enveloped in the
sticky warmth, and when he crept it back up Ron�s stomach, it was clean. He
kissed the flesh he�d bitten and snuggled further into Ron.

�Bloody
poofs and their PDAs,� he heard a voice and turned to see George grinning at
them, walking up to stand beside them on the railings.

Severus
smirked; Ron was still coming down from his orgasm. Sparing him the
embarrassment, he engaged George in conversation rather than leaving him to
notice his brother was out of it.

�What did
you do with that twin of yours?�

�Left him
surrounded by a gaggle of pretty sales assistants in the duty free,� George
rolled his eyes and rested his forearms on the railings. �Had to run away from
the hypocrisy.�

Severus
raised an eyebrow in question.

�Which one of us has a girlfriend? And which one is still flirting and taking
away all the opportunities?� George pointed out, a little bitterly.

�Why didn�t
you hang around and steal some off him, then?�

George
shrugged and looked at the churning slipstream of water from the boat. �I�m not
as� showy as he is.�

Severus
understood, it was very easy to see that George was the softer, kinder of the
two Weasley twins. Ron always said as much.

�Turn gay,�
Ron finally managed to speak and looked sideways with a wink. �Certainly
broadens your chances and it�s not like he�d be able to take them first.�

George
laughed slightly. �He�d still probably try.�

�Probably,�
Ron stretched and Severus stood back to let him move. �I�m just going to nip to
the toilet.�

Severus
watched him leave and noticed the back of the ferry was still empty, which was
odd considering the view was rather lovely. He turned back to George. �You
alright? You look bitter.�

�Oh I�m bitter alright,� George smirked sadly. �But never mind, eh? Too nice a
day to be moaning.�

�Well don�t
let it eat you up,� Severus offered, not really knowing what to say. He tapped
the palm of his hand on the railing in a rhythm, I�ve seen slaves be released and be less awkward than this!

�I won�t,�
George turned an easy smile on him. �Too much to do at work than to sit about
moping about my lack of love life.�

�Thank
you,� Severus said quietly. �For offering work to Remus.�

George
shrugged. �He�s a good bloke, been our friend long enough now. I just hope it helps
him calm down and settle into his life a bit.�

�He�s been
through the mill,� Severus thought aloud.

�So have you,� George pointed out. �And you�re not throwing wobblies every five
seconds about your marriage.�

�That I let
you see,� Severus laughed. �And we don�t have a baby to care about in the
middle of it.�

�Shame
blokes can�t have babies really, and then you would,� George smirked, before
progressing into full blown laughter when he saw the grimace Severus was giving
him. �Alright, no babies. The dog is enough.�

Severus
snorted and turned around to lean on the railings, folding his arms over his
body. The wind blew his hair out behind him and he shivered slightly, missing
Ron�s touch against his body.

***

Back in the
car, the mood was quieter, more relaxed. Ron was sprawled on the front seat,
shoes off, one leg tucked beneath him as he stared out of the window. Charlie
was reading and the twins were discussing new products quietly. There had been
a moment of awkwardness when Charlie pointed out that Severus had missed the
turning to drop him and the twins off, and Severus had been forced to explain
that he wasn�t about to just leave them there, and that there was a better
place to bulk buy alcohol in Magie anyway. He knew he was kissing his chances of
a quiet week goodbye but at the same time, he wasn�t as horrified to keep
driving as he thought he might be.

They had
been driving for a further hour and Severus could feel stiffness creeping into
his shoulder. A small snore from his left told him Ron had fallen asleep. A
glance in his rear view mirror showed him that Charlie also had his eyes
closed, and the twins were quiet. So he reached up and rubbed his shoulder
gingerly, trying to stimulate the blood flow. It just made his shoulder ache
more, however.

�Are you
alright?� George leant forward again and hooked his arms over the seat bench,
resting his chin down on them. �Shoulder giving you grief again?�

�Mmm,�
Severus said quietly. �This is the longest I�ve driven since it happened.�

�Did you
bring pain potions and stuff?�

�All in the
boot, I�ll wait until the next lay-by and pull over. Really,� he grunted
slightly, moving it, �Starting to ache now.�

�Would you
like me to take over driving?� George offered, and Severus glanced at him.

�You can drive?�

�Severus, I
was stealing my dad�s flying car from the age of eleven. What do you think?�

�You have a
license and everything?�

�Yes. God,
do you really think I�m that much of a flobberworm?�

�No,�
Severus laughed. �But I�m learning with you two you can never be more careful.�

�Probably
best,� George said fairly. �So, do you want me to take over?�

�Erm,� Nobody drives my baby but me� �Sure. If
you don�t mind?�

�I don�t.�

�I�ll pull
over at the next stop then��

Severus was
disappointed Ron was asleep to hear the exchange. Ron knew how protective he
was of his car, Henry, now� kind of suits
him, actually, and if he could see Severus letting one of his brothers
drive it he�d be impressed. His shoulder twinged and he was relieved to see a
sign indicating the lay-by and he pulled into it, exhaling as he turned off the
engine. Neither of the car�s sleepers awoke and he gently closed the door
behind him. He was rummaging in the boot when George managed to climb over Fred
and get out.

�I think
your car has magical powers, everyone that gets in it falls asleep, that�s Fred
gone byebyes too. What did you do, make sedatives come through the air vents?�

Severus
laughed. �No. But that�s a bloody good idea.�

�You�d have
to make yourself immune though.�

�That�s
what pre-antidotes are for,� Severus winked, and found the bottle he was
looking for.

�You�ve
just given me a new product idea,� George was staring off into the fields
lining the road. �And it�ll be perfect, I�ll need Remus� nose for it.�

Severus
tipped the potion down his throat, threw the bottle back in, and shut the boot
quietly.

�You mind
me sitting in the front with you?�

��Course
not. Not going to make you crawl in between the two sleeping beauties in the
back,� George grinned and followed him back to the wheel.

Severus
slipped in and moved up next to Ron and clipped his seatbelt into place. He
tried not to scrutinize as George adjusted the seat for his height and the
mirror too. I�m surprised the seat still
moved. In fact, nobody�s ever moved the seat apart from me when I first got the
car!

The engine
rumbled to life and George drove them back onto the road with apparent ease,
and Severus found it strange to be driven by somebody else. Ron let out a snore
to his left and he looked over at his husband, sleeping awkwardly. Severus
reached over and pulled Ron to his side, letting his head fall down on his good
shoulder.

�What did I
tell you about PDAs?� George grinned, looking straight ahead.

�Shut up, you�re in my car.�

�Ah, but
I�m driving now. That gives me some power.�

To annoy
him, Severus turned his head and placed a loud kiss on the top of Ron�s hair.

�That�s not
going to annoy me,� George smirked. �I�ve seen worse than that living with a
family like mine.�

***

Severus
must have fallen asleep somewhere along the way. The thump of the door closing
woke him up and he blinked in confusion. Ron was still asleep in his arms and
the rest of the car was quiet. He focussed, turning to George who was clipping
his seatbelt back in place and looking sheepish. Severus� eyes flew to their
surroundings, and saw, with a turn of his stomach, a policeman getting back
into his car in the lay-by ahead of them.

�George,
what the hell�s going on?� He turned instantly to George.

�Nothing,�
he started the engine, preening his hair in the mirror. �Nothing at all.�

�George?� Severus asked in a slightly more threatening tone.

The police
car drove away and George sighed. �I may have committed a slight infraction of
the law.�

�What law?�

�The speed
limit,� George pushed the car into first and drove out of the lay-by before
Severus could suggest switching back.

�Oh Merlin.
How much over the speed limit? Did he give you a ticket? For God�s sake George
this car is registered in my name, it�ll probably go on my license, not yours!�

�Pipe down,�
George tutted. �It�s fine. Nobody�s got any ticket and nobody�s going to get
any points on their license.�

�Explain,�
Severus growled.

George
laughed. �You�re so touchy when it comes to your car.�

�Explain
before I hex you to next Tuesday,� Severus grabbed his wand.

�Oooooh, so lairy, Severus. And here I was thinking Ron had mellowed you.�

�Just tell
him what you did,� Ron muttered sleepily, stirring on Severus� shoulder. �It�ll
shut you both up quicker. Some of us are trying to sleep.�

�Well, he
stopped me and informed me that I was going thirty miles per hour over the
speed limit.� Severus opened his mouth to shout but George continued. �And then
he realised I didn�t speak French, even though I had shot a sneaky translator
spell at him. So he started asking me all these questions, where were we going,
etc, I slapped on the old Weasley charm, told him what a beautiful country he
had and that I was distracted from driving by the simply stunning scenery...
And then I batted my eyelashes a few times and he decided he didn�t need to do
anything as long as I promised not to do it again.�

�Are you
saying you spelled him?� Severus asked, furious. �We�re under a different
Ministry�s jurisdiction, George-�

�No!�
George said firmly. �I wouldn�t do that. Nobody was spelled and nobody was
ticketed. Happy?�

�How could
you have been going so fast over the limit you moron?�

�Ouch.
Don�t call me a moron, Severus, I�ve grown fond of you and that hurts,� George
teased with his eyebrows raised, rubbing one hand over his heart.

�I�ll call you a lot worse than moron,� Severus muttered under his breath.
�Anyway, where the fuck are we?�

�Nearly
there, actually,� George pointed at a passing road sign for the nearest Muggle
town to their destination.

Severus
looked up and he could see the coast near the road. Ron yawned and sat up
properly. �Are we nearly there yet?� He grinned, stretching out his arms so his
hands touched the windscreen, back uncurling as he did so.

�Don�t
start,� Fred grumbled from the back seat. �That�s my job.�

And without
further ado he leant forward and kept poking George on the shoulder repeating
�are we there yet?� every thirty seconds until George cracked and sent a tongue
tying hex over his shoulder.

�Nicely
aimed,� Severus smiled with a nod.

�Friends
again?� George winked.

�Oh, I think you�ve redeemed yourself.�

�And about
to unravel all my good work. Celebratory song, boys?� He slipped his tape into
the cassette player and turned the volume up.

�I told
you-�

�It�s not
Abba.�

�It�s
fucking KISS. That�s worse!� Severus had to raise his voice over the opening
notes of �Love Gun�.

�How can
you not love KISS? Everyone loves it.� George frowned, letting his head bang in
time to the music whilst keeping his eyes on the road.

Ron watched
this exchange with a grin on his face; he sensed the car journey had provided
adequate bonding time for his brothers and Severus.

�You are
the drinker of myyyyyy LOOOOOOVEEE GUUUUUUUUUUUN!� Ron belted out the chorus
with his brothers, banging his own head. �C�mon, this is a great song,� he
poked Severus in the ribs.

�I think
he�s too old to appreciate it,� Fred shouted from the back seat.

�Sonofa-�
Severus whirled round in his seat and pulled out his wand. �You want to say
that again?�

�Fight
fight fight fight fight,� George chanted from the wheel, looking in the mirror
to see into the back seat.

Severus
could hear Ron laughing. Old? I am so not
old. Though I am the oldest here.

�Age is
just a number,� Fred winked. �And I could kick your skinny Slytherin arse
without breaking a sweat.�

�Oh
really?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�Save the dares for round a camp fire,� Charlie shoved Fred back in his seat
where he had leant forward.

�LOOOOOOVE
GUUUUUUUUUN!� Ron and George were singing again, and Severus jumped and hit his
head on the roof of the car whilst Fred roared with laughter and even Charlie
was chuckling.

Rubbing the
impact site he scowled and sunk sulkily back into his seat. Ron nudged him with
his shoulder.

�Lighten up, Severus. Just messing around.�

�I know
that,� Severus� lips curled up into a grin. �But you�re kind of ruining my mean
and grouchy reputation.�

�Shot to
pieces when you married my brother my friend,� George reached across to pat him
on the shoulder.

�Yeah the
sickeningly gooey look that comes over your face when you look at him as sort
of dragged your reputation as a hard bastard through the mud,� Fred shrugged.

�You always
said I�d be the undoing of you,� Ron sighed dramatically, reaching over to turn
the music down.

Fred
snorted, �Undoing of his trousers more like.�

�Do you
want to take this outside, Weasley?�
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