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The Fairy and the Vampire	By : starstruck86 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Ron Views: 4052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Fairy and the Vampire
- 2-Beyond Midnight The Fun Continues...
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�Help me
up,� Severus whispered, his head whizzing from both the orgasm and the
champagne. �Need sobering solution.�

Ron ran
back to the bed, relieved but feeling slightly robbed as the pressure of the
material on his hips dissipated with each step he took. He rummaged for what he
was looking for and flew back to Severus� side before uncorking the bottle and
tipping it unceremoniously down his throat in one go. Then he chucked it aside
and with shaking hands he didn�t understand, managed to pull Severus into a
sitting position.

After a few
choice cleansing spells, Ron located all of Severus� clothes and helped him
into them, glad when the potion really took hold and Severus stood up, without
wobbling, and ran his hands through his greasy hair.

�Are you okay?�
Ron asked quietly, speaking for the first time since the interruption.

�I think I
just left orbit for a while,� Severus couldn�t help his foggy, sleepy smile.
�I�� He broke off and shook his head with a weak smile, unable to muster his
vocabulary.

Ron nodded
and leant forward for a quick peck on the lips. �I wonder what�s happened?�

Severus
swallowed and reached up to lift the sweat from his own brow. �Must have been
bad for George to burst in like that.�

�Guys,
please, come on?� Came a desperate plea from the landing and Severus strode to
the door and opened it.

�What�s
happened?� He managed to ask; pleased to hear his voice was neither hoarse nor
broken from his screaming. �What�s wrong with Remus?�

�Come on,�
George grabbed his arm. �I don�t know what�s gone wrong. We tested the youth
potions, me and him. We tested them together and not once did it have this
reaction to either of us.�

�What
reaction?� Ron jogged to keep up as George marched Severus along the landing,
his hand firmly gripping his aching arm.

�He had
some kind of a� well he collapsed, and shouted, and when he woke up� he wasn�t
just twenty in body. He was twenty in mind too.�

�But then
he�s��

�He�s
asking us all who the hell we are, and he wants to know where Sirius Black, his
boyfriend, is and why we�re all in his house. He doesn�t recognise Tonks, and
he thought Harry was his dad. And when Harry wasn�t quick off the mark� Remus
kind of lost it. Someone stunned him out of shock.�

Severus
knew his eyes were wide. �And then what?�

�And then
when he woke up all he could do was cry and cry -he was really confused. And
then he overheard Dad say that someone should come and find you, and when he
heard your name he calmed right down then asked if he could speak to you.�

�And so you
came to find me?� Severus was trying to get his head round it, mind drumming up
all the possible outcomes of (he hated to think of it as such) a half-breed
chemical reaction to a potion, as George nodded at him.

�There was
absolutely nothing different to the formulation of the potion you used tonight
than to what Remus tested?� he asked George.

�Nothing,
it was exactly the same. The punch recipe was exact, too, because this range is
only going out to the of-age we made it alcoholic.�

�Oh,� Ron
said suddenly, and both of them stopped to look at him.

�What?�
George looked at him, eyes wide with fear.

�Did you
test the effect of the potion mixed with incredibly potent champagne? It might
not affect the rest of us, but Remus it might�� Ron looked between his husband
and his brother, somewhat surprised he�d figured that out before either of
them, but then Severus had just had his senses blown away in orgasm and George
was clearly uncharacteristically upset.

�Shit!�
George breathed, the remaining colour draining from his face. �Oh my God, what
if we can�t put him right, what if he�s stuck like this �oh fucking hell!�

Ron was in
shock at seeing his brother so out of it. Though not uncaring in the least, it
was rare to see either of the twins kick off in such an overly passionate
display of remorse. Severus grabbed George by his upper arms and gave him a
little shake. �Stop it, George. We�ll fix him.�

At the look
on his brother�s face, Ron half expected him to ignore Severus and continue
freaking out, but something in him stiffened and he gave a silent nod before
swallowing.

�Where is he?�

�Sirius�
old bedroom,� George said quietly. �All the room charms lifted at midnight so
you�re safe to go anywhere in the house now.�

�How long
have we got before the youth charm wears off?� Severus� head was becoming
clearer with every step they took.

�About
thirty-five minutes,� George calculated. �You all drank at the same time so
you�ll all change back at the same time. It�ll help, I think, that you look the
same age as him. If you were older it might cause problems.�

Severus
nodded his agreement and took a deep breath as they reached the door he and
Remus had entered unknowingly hours before.

�I�m never
coming to another party again,� he said weakly to Ron, before turning the
handle and walking inside the room.

�Severus!�
The call was instant. �They said you were here but I didn�t believe them!�

There was a
thump as Remus� body connected to Severus� and he threw his arms around him
like greeting a long lost family member.

The only other
person in the room was Arthur, who looked mightily confused.

�Where�s
Sirius?� Remus pulled back slightly and looked into his face questioningly.

�Sirius is
away for a while,� Severus said, in a soothing voice which shocked the other
three members of the room to utter silence and an uncomfortable look passed
over Ron�s face. �He�s just away for a little while and we�re looking after
you.�

�I haven�t
seen you for so long,� Remus seemed to forget his anxiety about where his
boyfriend was when confronted with Severus. �Not since the last day of school,
really��

�Sit down,�
Severus directed him to the end of the bed and sat down next to him, cringing
inwardly as Remus didn�t let go of his torso, but kept his arms tightly wound
around him and leant his head on his shoulder.

�I�m really
confused, Severus� they� they said I have a wife? I don�t have a wife, Severus,
I�m gay� and with Sirius, right?�

�So it was
true, then?� Arthur whispered to Ron. �We all wondered��

Ron nodded
his head tensely and placed a finger to his lips.

�It�s
probably best if you just sit tight,� Severus said quietly. �Something
important�s going to happen in half an hour and you need to stay calm until
then. Can you do that for me, Remus?�

A look of
indecision crossed the chocolate-golden eyes but Remus eventually nodded and
sat contentedly with his head on Severus� shoulder.

�I�ll just
go and�� Arthur made eyes at the door and Severus gave a small nod of
understanding.

Ten minutes
passed in uncomfortable silence, in which George leant back on the wall with
his face in his hands and Ron tried to look anywhere other than at his husband
with his arms around another man on the bed, whilst his mind swam with thoughts
of what they�d been doing only minutes before. He wasn�t sure how Severus was
managing so well, Ron assumed that his husband must be aching all over and on a
come-down from the alcohol and orgasm high.

�Severus?�
Remus quiet voice cut the silence.

�Yeah?�

�Why is the
shorter redhead so upset?�

�Because
he�s worried he�s hurt somebody.�

�Oh.�

Silence
settled again and Severus noticed George was sniffing behind his hands; Ron
swivelled round and pulled his brother into a hug.

�Who�s the
lanky one? He�s really good looking. Weird dress sense though.�

Although
Ron�s back was turned to him, Severus saw the tips of his ears flush red at the
comment and the wings on his back sped up. He didn�t answer Remus.

�Severus, are you married?� He looked down and saw Remus� eyes trained on the
wedding band he wore.

�Yes,�
Severus replied quietly.

�Who to?�

�Someone
that I love very much, now, shh.�

Silence
descended on them again and they got a further ten minutes down the line before
Remus spoke again.

�I�ve
really missed you, Severus,� Remus said. �I�m sorry that at school, after
Sirius and I got together� that we never chatted much any more.�

�It�s
okay,� Severus assured him.

�It�s not,
not really. I�ve always felt guilty.�

Severus
looked up as Arthur slipped back into the room with Harry in tow, who was for
some reason not nine like he should have been, both looking incredibly worried.

�Don�t feel
guilty, now, shh,� Severus said.

�But come
on, we slept together and then I just� never looked back when he said yes.�

�And that
was all we ever said would happen,� Severus explained, feeling Remus grow
agitated next to him and Harry looked like he�d just been clubbed around the
head with a cauldron at the new revelation.

�But still�
I�m sorry for that, Severus.�

�It�s
nothing.�

Severus�
head began to thump despite the ingredients in the sobering solution that were
meant to prevent headaches. He shifted uncomfortably but Remus refused to
release him.

�They said
that�s not James,� Remus was looking at Harry. �But it looks so much like him�
but if it were James you�d be
scratching his eyes out, Severus��

�It�s not
James,� Severus told him. �Just someone that looks like him.�

�Why is
everyone dressed up? Are you at a party?�

�Yes, we�re
at a fancy dress party.�

�Thank God.
I didn�t really think it was acceptable for men to wear tutus��

Ron couldn�t
help a small chuckle at that and Remus looked at him, �Severus, he really is very attractive� is he seeing anyone?
He keeps looking at you. I think you�re in there.�

It was
Severus� turn to fail at repressing his laughter. �Do you?�

�Yeah,
definitely! Ask him out.�

�I don�t
need to ask him out,� Severus tried to regain control of his face.

�Oh, you�re
married� that�s right.�

�Three
minutes, Severus,� George whispered sullenly.

�Three
minutes to what?� Remus looked between them, startlingly young in every way,
even though he still looked prematurely aged.

�Oh I can
feel it tingling!� Arthur announced and all of a sudden Severus felt it too,
sweeping up his legs and hips, up his abdomen, crawling down his arms and onto
his face. Remus must have felt something similar as he let go of Severus.

�Goodbye
twenty-year-old Severus,� Ron sighed sadly, lamenting the fact that he hadn�t
been able to capitalise on his increased stamina, and Severus understood that.

�Are you
married to him?!� Remus gawped
between them, his mouth slightly open.

�Yes,�
Severus winced slightly as the tingling grew more sensitive in his over-used
groin and still-stretched back passage.

Remus leapt
to his feet but immediately fell backwards on the bed, and there was a sudden
lurch forward of movement as everyone realised that he was no longer talking
and his eyes were closed.

�Oh my
God,� George breathed again.

Severus was
bent over Remus, checking his pulse at his throat and his wrist. The tingling
in his own body was fading to a minimum and he sensed he was nearly back to
normal. When he felt a definite stiffness set in his right shoulder, arm and
hand he knew that was it. Unable to mourn the loss of his elasticity without
leaving Remus, he shoved it aside.

�You�re
back,� Ron whispered in his ear. �And so is Remus.�

Pale
silvery scars and pinker ones came back into view on Remus� pale face and
throat, and his hair greyed more considerably. Severus was shocked at just how
much older he actually looked.

�I�m back
too,� Arthur said.

�So what
now?� Harry asked in a worried tone.

Remus
groaned suddenly and they all jumped. �Severus, why are you touching me? Dora
and Ron�ll go through the roof if they see you, get off. You gave up any right
you had to caress my throat when you chucked me in 1984.�

Severus let
out a long stream of swear words as relief washed over him, and Remus opened
his eyes at the obscenity. �What�s going on?�

�You, you
bastard,� Severus said, tugging Remus back up into a sitting position. �I think
someone had a chemical reaction to
the aging potion.�

�What did I do?�

�You set a
new world record for how many times someone can ask �where�s Sirius?� in a
minute,� George was pale and looked ill.

�George you
look awful,� Remus� eyes flew wide. �What�s wrong?�

�Oh, he
asks what�s wrong?!� George shook his head, smiling weakly. �You scared the
living daylights out of me it�s what�s bloody wrong, Remus!�

�You had a
bit of a mental throwback as well as a physical one,� Ron explained. �You
thought you were twenty, were still with Sirius, and you got rather upset
apparently.�

�Oh.�

�Is that
all you can bloody say?!� George erupted into laughter.

***

Severus
watched with amusement as a very merry Albus Dumbledore danced in the middle of
the room with the champagne fountain, which was still flowing despite the late
hour.

�You know
what I think this party needs?� Albus called to the room. �Wizarding conga
line!�

Oh buggering fuck and ARSE! No way!
No! Severus
immediately looked for the nearest escape route.

�I�m sure
you all know the rules! Once I invoke the spell, I am the conga leader, and the
line will only end when I feel we�ve had enough! Once you touch the waist of
the last person in line, you carry the spell and the line cannot be broken
until I�ve finished the enchantment! Who�s in?�

A drunken
cheer went up and Severus wondered if he could make the chandelier if he jumped
for it. Albus would make a beeline for him, he was sure, and Severus was too
achy, sleepy and hating of conga lines to want to join in.

�Here we go
then!� Albus pointed the wand at himself and a golden glow appeared around his
body. �Who�ll be first then?�

He was
joined immediately by a witch Severus vaguely remembered as working at the
ministry. Soon the line was filling up and everyone was laughing.

�Severus�� Albus called to him.

�No,�
Severus shook his head. �No, and you can�t make me.�

�Oh come
on, Severus,� Albus smiled, his eyes twinkling.

�Not on
your curly white beard, Albus,� Severus shook his head again and folded his
arms across his chest.

�I bet Ron
would join my conga line!�

�Well more
fool him, then,� Severus raised an eyebrow. �And the rest of you. You do
realise you�ve just latched onto the man who once took a line round the whole
of Hogwarts for three hours?!�

The line
instantly looked rather worried and Severus couldn�t help his evil grin.
�Serves you all right, don�t say I didn�t warn you.�

He made for
the door but found his passage blocked by Harry who was wearing an identically
evil grin on his face.

�Harry,
move,� Severus demanded.

�I think
you should join the conga line, Severus,� Harry said. �Call it payback for that
bastard exploding Christmas pudding, WHICH, by the way, I know was you.�

�You�ve got
no proof,� Severus shot back haughtily.

�Other than
five witnesses, but hey, who�s counting?�

The line
and Albus were interestingly watching them.

�Harry,
doesn�t the moral high ground sound appealing?� Severus was starting to get
slightly worried.

�No, not
when it comes to you,� Harry shook his head and laughed. �I think you should
join the conga line, Severus.�

�Wooooooo
conga line!� Fred appeared from nowhere. �I�ve been waiting for this!�

And, before
either Harry or Severus could stop him, Fred grabbed both of them and shoved
Severus sideways into the last person in line, Harry into Severus, and then
grabbed Harry�s waist with his own hands.

�And maybe
when you�re fucking stuck together for three hours you might learn to get
along,� Fred hissed loudly, taking advantage of the fact that neither man could
turn round and lamp him, as they had their hands otherwise occupied.

***

�Have you
seen Severus?� Ron asked Remus when he found him sitting morosely on the stairs
to the upper level.

�Not since the bedroom,� Remus shrugged, and took another sip of lemonade.

�How�re you
feeling?� Ron grunted slightly as he sat down, his ribs aching in the first
show of tiredness from his body, even though it was nearly three in the
morning.

�I feel
like an idiot,� Remus whispered, sounding mortified.

�Oh come on,� Ron nudged him with his shoulder. �You were out of it and it was
an honest mistake by all parties. Don�t feel bad about it.�

�I sort of
ruined all Severus� secrecy cover though��

�Don�t
worry about that either. None of us can have many skeletons in the cupboard for
long when we�re all this tightly interlinked, Remus.�

�True, I
guess.�

�Is Tonks
alright?� Ron asked, looking around for her.

�She�s fine, once she was done thumping me for scaring her we had a talk.�

�Where is
she now?�

�I left her
in the drawing room with some old school friends.�

�Remus?�

�Mmm?�

�Sorry for
being a dickhead earlier.�

�You felt
threatened,� Remus shrugged. �I understand.�

�You�re the
only friend he has of the same age. I don�t want to take that away from him. Or
you.�

�Thanks,�
Remus smiled slightly, his embarrassment from his drama still hindering him
from proper joy.

�And I need
to thank you for rescuing me from that French twat, even though I wasn�t
grateful at the time,� Ron winked.

They were
distracted from their conversation by the sounds of approaching revellers, and
Ron couldn�t hold back his laugh as he saw a line snaking down the corridor,
with Albus Dumbledore in the lead, magenta robes flowing around him. He was
generating party music with his wand and Ron heard Remus crack up beside him.
They fell into a pattern of waving and laughing at those stuck in the line,
some of whom already looked worse for wear. They�d both gotten to their feet
and were jigging to the music when Remus stopped dead and began to howl with
laughter, and Ron�s head snapped up when he heard why.

�IT�S NOT FUNNY!� Severus erupted, from where he had his hands glued to the
witch�s waist in front, and Harry scowled in disapproval behind him, whilst
Fred was positively wetting himself behind Harry.

�Oh� ow my
sides,� Remus gasped.

�Why are we
stopping?� Harry tried to see over Severus� form. �Is he letting us go?�

�Not likely,� Ron choked. �He�s just stopped to chat to someone.�

�Oh for the
love of all things fucking holy,� Severus growled.

�Loosen
up,� Fred gave a tut. �Anyone would think you were allergic to a bit of
dancing.�

�He�s
making you dance?� Ron asked gleefully.

�Oh yes,
delightful little leg kicks every thirty seconds,� Severus turned to him and
snarled.

�This is
The Best Night Ever!� Ron laughed.

�You want
to be part of the line?!� Severus kicked out a leg to try and reach him, and
both Ron and Remus leapt back up two stairs out of his reach.

�Oh this is
a TUNE!� Fred�s smile grew wider and Ron recognised the strains of an old
wizarding party hit, the lyrics of which made absolutely no sense at all and
involved the tale of an old wizard, a commode and misinterpreted spell.

�Dance,
Ron?� Remus asked with a teasing smile on his face, his eyes flickering to
Severus in the still-stationery line.

�Abso-bloody-lutely,
Severus NEVER dances with me!� Ron threw his hand into the one Remus offered
and twirled underneath it with surprising grace, his tutu only adding to the
look. �I think the line needs fairy dust, don�t you, Remus?�

�I think
they need fairy dust and party streamers, and tinsel!� Remus spun him back
round and pulled out his own wand.

Together
they spent a merry few minutes dancing on the stairs whilst shooting different
coloured puffs of glitter over Severus, Harry and Fred before switching to
streamers.

�I�m going
to kill you,� Severus announced.

�If you
ever get out of that line,� Remus grinned and tilted Ron backwards down the
stairs whilst arranging their arms dramatically like tango dancers.

�Put my
husband down,� Severus demanded.

�Ron, do
you want to be put down?� Remus asked, flipping Ron back up and twirling him
out again in time to the music.

�Y�know, I don�t think I do��

Severus was
about to retort but Albus had finally finished his chat and sent the line into
motion again. �Put him down, Remus!� was the last shout they heard as Ron was
instantly let go.

�Oh, that
was fun,� Remus stowed his wand away and reached for his drink. �We need to
figure out what we can be doing the next time they come round.�

�How many
times do you think Albus�ll do it?� Ron choked on a stray bit of streamer that
had made it into his mouth.

�Well,
normally not until he gets everyone in the line. So if you and I were the last
ones left and kept on refusing��

�Ahahahahaha!�
Ron cackled, before falling down, somewhat exhausted, on the stairs. �He never dances with me, that was fun.�

�No, he
never really danced with me either. Except for once, when I forced the issue.�

�Really?�
Ron asked, generally curious without a hint of jealousy, which surprised him.

�Yeah,
about a week and half before the bastard broke up with me,� Remus gave him an
eye roll which let him know he wasn�t really harbouring any malice. �To Barry
Manilow�s �Can�t Smile Without You�.�

�Bet his
face could have cracked a mirror,� Ron giggled.

�Yes,
something like that,� Remus shook his head with a smile.

�So, what
are we going to do the next time?�

***

�This is
painful,� Harry breathed, trying desperately not to touch more of the man in
front of him than he had to.

But Albus
had been leading them round the house for an hour and he was so tired. He
suddenly regretted many things �having such a big house, opening said big house
up to the wizarding world for the night, providing so much alcohol, inviting
Albus Dumbledore�

It didn�t
help that every time they passed Ron and Remus on the stairs, they got
bombarded. On the first repeat of the floor plan it had been more glitter and a
party hat spelled on each of them. The second time it had been tickling spells,
more glitter, and, in Severus� case, a particularly well aimed hooking spell
aimed by Ron which gave a painful wedgie. The third time Harry had been alarmed
to see they�d been joined by George and Tonks, and whilst Albus stopped the
line for a full fifteen minutes to chat to a �dear old friend�, Severus, Harry
and Fred had been subjected to watching them all dance the can-can together
with enthusiastic vocal accompaniment. The fourth time round Ginny had joined
them and was sitting on Ron�s shoulders for a better vantage point from which
to aim spells and Harry had received his own eye-watering wedgie. They were
coming up to the fifth visit.

�Hey boys,�
Tonks called, a smile lighting up her face. �Ginny and I came up with this.�

Both of
them raised their wands and simultaneously each of the three men in the line
jerked.

�Hope you
enjoy,� Ginny fell apart laughing, almost tumbling from Ron�s shoulders in her
glee.

�Women�s
knickers aren�t usually known as the roomiest of undergarments, but we think
you�ll manage.�

�Severus
might not, not after the eyeful I caught earlier,� George winked and laughed
when Severus aimed another kick at him but fell woefully short of target, and
yelped as the underwear pinched him in a place he wasn�t used to.

�Told them
to make yours extra lacy!� Ron hollered after him as the line moved off.

�Who wants
to help me plot murder?� Severus snarled back over his shoulder.

�I�m so in,� Harry winced. �How do they do this� ow� fuck it, ow!�

�See this
is where experimentation puts you at an advantage,� Fred called smugly.

�Not your first time in knickers?� Severus laughed.

�Nope,�
Fred said proudly. �And I�m not suffering nearly as much as you two are. Hey
Harry, your trousers are starting to fall down?�

�What!?�

�Oh,
hahaha, Harry, they�re silky and your trousers are sliding over them.�

�Shit!�

�Ahahahaha,�
Severus cackled from in front and Harry could do nothing but swear at him.

***

�We could
flash them?� Ginny suggested half-heartedly.

After the
knickers the group on the stairs had laughed themselves to a wheezy state of
lethargy and had sunk down upon them to discuss their next move.

�See, Gin�
I think me flashing Harry would just give him a heart attack,� Ron grinned,
from where he was leaning back against the banisters, twirling his glittery
wand between his fingers. �Not to mention the poor unsuspecting folk making up
the rest of the line.�

�True,
true,� Ginny mused. �This has been a fabulous party. Think we should do it
again next year?�

�No drink
spiking next year,� Dora threw a look at George from where she was
absentmindedly stroking Remus� hair,�
where he was leaning against her leg as she sat a few stairs up from
him.

�I can�t
believe you slept with him,� Ginny shook her head up the stairs to Remus who
sighed.

�Come on,
Ginny. I�m sure you had a crush on him at school.� Remus teased.

�His voice,
definitely. The rest of him� hard to crush on someone properly who keeps
telling you you�re retarded on every piece of returned homework.�

Ron
snorted. �You have to look past it. And once you do his voice becomes a lot
more... chocolaty. Silky, if you will.�

Ginny
snorted in response and George chuckled through his mouthful of champagne.

�He�s a bit
of an acquired taste,� Tonks mused. �But then aren�t we all?�

�Mm, good
point,� George drained his glass. �Hey, do you hear that?�

A rush of
voices babbled towards them and they saw some of the people that had been in
conga line.

�Oh crap, that means they�re loose in the house�� Ginny leapt to her feet. �I
don�t want to be caught in a Harry Potter/Severus Snape/Fred Weasley revenge
war.

�Too late,
Weaslette,� Harry�s voice rang out from the landing above and they all looked
up to see the three aforementioned line dancers looking down on them, before
the first rain of magical water bombs cascaded over the banister.

�Fuck!� Ron
hissed, as one bounced up off the stair and exploded over his chest, drenching
his t-shirt and making every contour of his abdomen startlingly obvious.

�And don�t
start bleating on about wet t-shirt competitions!� Severus shouted. �We both
know you won�t win if I get involved.� He aimed another specifically at Remus,
and it bounced on his head before exploding. �And that�s for dancing with my
husband without my express permission, KNOB.�

Remus fell
about laughing and pointed his wand upwards, spraying foam into the upper level
and managing to hit both Severus and Harry square in their faces.

�Shit, Remus, what goes up must come down,� Ron ducked as foam fell back down
on all of them, and leapt off the bottom few steps and set off at a run down
the hallway, back into the room with the champagne fountain.

He scooped
up some of the liquid and drank it, chest heaving.

�Ron, what
on earth�s happened to you?� Molly blinked at him, from where she was tipsily
perched talking to a member of Fleur�s family.

�There was
a bit of a war� it may have been started by the incessant teasing of those
stuck in the conga line.�

�What�s
that on your chest?� Molly�s eyes narrowed and focused on his pierced nipple,
made even more visible by the water, and Ron gulped.

�Nothing.�

�Ronald
Weasley!� She advanced on him, and would have looked completely threatening had
she not wobbled with every step and ended up giggling.

Ron ushered
her back into her seat and turned away in time to see Severus in the doorway,
holding his wand aloft, face still smothered in foam and his chest additionally
coated in something that looked suspiciously like whipped cream. Overcome with
the giggles, Ron couldn�t run, and he laughed as Severus pulled him straight to
his body and smeared the cream over the already drenched top.

�Looks like
you got attacked by a come monster,� Severus whispered in his ear, before
turning to the fountain and ducking his head to put his mouth straight to the
flowing stream.

�WAHEY! TOLD YOU!� Harry flew through the door and waved the photographer forward
who snapped before Severus had the chance to move.

The
champagne splashed down over his chin and Severus could never remember acting
so undignified amongst other people. In his own home, it was a different
matter, and Ron could do whatever he wanted to him. But he had never quite
acted so childishly in public before. He�d let Harry and Fred talk him into the
water balloons against his better judgement.

�Oh
Salazar�s sideburns, you�ll never get him off it now,� he heard Remus� voice
and whirled round.

�You! Who
said you could dance with my husband?� He narrowed his eyes.

�Your
husband did,� Remus rolled his eyes.

�As you
never dance with me I thought I�d find someone who would,� Ron teased with a
lick of his lips.

�I never dance with you, eh?� Severus sighed at what he was about to do, but he
reached over and pulled Ron so they were body-to-body again, took up one of his
hands, placed the other on his waist and purposefully danced with him.

The
photographer�s camera flashed again and Severus bit down his scowl. He would
just have to find a way to destroy the pictures when they were developed.
Against his hip he could feel Ron�s peaked interest and grinned at his young
husband.

�I�m sorry
you didn�t get me completely when I was younger,� he whispered into the ear
behind soggy red hair.

�Ah, s�all
right,� Ron sighed. �I�ll live.�

�And not to
worry, you�ll be getting the fully equipped, more experienced forty-year-old
version very shortly.�

�I look
forward to it,� Ron gave him a kiss and wrenched his hand out of the formal
pose, before wrapping it around Severus in a much more intimate clasp. Sensing
Severus� hesitance, Ron broke off the kiss and whispered, �It�s been nearly two
years. Let them stare, let them laugh. But this is something I�ve always wanted,
to dance with you in public.�

�Why?�

�Because
you�re mine.�

***

�These are
incredibly uncomfortable,� Severus sighed, as he worked his trousers down his
hips revealing a pair of black lacy French knickers, his anatomy uncomfortably
squashed up the front.

�Your left
ball is making a dash for freedom,� Ron giggled, having rather overdosed on
champagne in the last half an hour when the house had begun to empty out of
revellers.

�Bloody
things,� Severus hopped slightly as he worked them off.

He pinged
them in Ron�s direction and laughed. �You stick them on, I want to see!�

Ron giggled
again and bounded through the magenta translucent curtains. He�d already shed
the tutu but his jeans were clinging to his hips in an indecent manner which
made it incredibly hard for Severus to concentrate.

Whilst Ron
arranged himself in the black lace, Severus stripped completely and took Ron�s
place on the bed, watching as the lace slid up creamy white thighs and settled
on his hips.

�Now whose
balls are fighting for freedom?� Severus drawled.

�Christ
these are evil,� Ron winced as the seam separated said balls in an unpleasant
way.

�Quite, you
try doing a fucking conga line in them,� Severus scowled, watching as Ron
instantly shimmied back out of them.

Ron reached
up to pull his t-shirt off and suddenly remembered he had wings on his back.
�Christ, I forgot about these!� He laughed, and made for his wand.

�Let me do
it,� Severus said, and Ron turned around obligingly; it was all Severus could
do to stay coherent when presented with his backside so brazenly. �Finite
charmus,� Severus waved at the wings, but found them immovable. �Uh, Ron� what
did you use to stick these on with?�

�They�re
not stuck, they�re just charmed on.�

�To the
t-shirt or your back?�

�I assume
the t-shirt!� Ron swung round in alarm. �What? Why?�

�Hold your
horses,� Severus dragged himself back off the bed despite how very tired he was
becoming. He pointed the wand at the wings again and muttered a more complex
finishing spell which was never usually needed. The wings gave a few more
flutters before sparkling one last time and fading from view. �Done. You�ve
done some spectacular magic tonight, Ron, what with those, my fangs, the decoy
wall just before midnight�� How long ago that seemed, Severus glanced at the
clock and saw it was nearing four in the morning.

�Well I
like to have a few party tricks up my sleeve,� Ron grinned, and shed the
t-shirt on the floor before extinguishing all of the lights except those in the
frame of the bed, and followed Severus through into the pink-lined bed. �Very
pretty� everything�s rose tinted,� he looked at the darkened room through them.

�Mmm,�
Severus fell down lazily on the bed and took Ron with him, one hand caressing
the soft, scarred skin of his back. �I had a good night, I think.�

�You only
think?� Ron snorted.

�It�s not
often I let my hair down like that,� Severus flushed admitting those words
aloud, even though he knew Ron already understood.

�I know
-you were getting pretty good with the dancing and champagne chugging at the
end there.�

�I�ll pay
for it tomorrow when I can�t bloody move and I�m puking my guts up over my
face,� it was Severus� turn to derisively snort.

�I�ll be
here,� Ron placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

�I know you
bloody will. Even if I don�t understand why on earth you�re with me,� he
teasingly winked.

�Well,� Ron
smirked and ran a hand over Severus� slightly red looking, lace patterned sac.
�There are many different reasons.�

�Just using
me for my body? And there I was thinking it was all love and roses. I�m hurt,�
Severus didn�t open his eyes but raised a brow and Ron laughed.

�My lovely
you,� he whispered, grazing his fingertips up Severus� flat stomach.

Severus
opened his eyes at the sweet nothing that tumbled from Ron�s lips and smiled at
him softly, holding his gaze even though both of them were feeling drunk again.

�Not many
people have ever described me as lovely,� Severus swallowed, looking up at the
canopy above them. �Ooh, Ron, look up.�

Ron did as
he was bid and stared at the slight blue fuzziness of the edge of the canopy.
�What is it? Is it infested with something?� Ron flew into a sitting position,
but Severus merely laughed and tugged him back down.

�No, I
think it�s enchanted, it�s going to turn into something when one of us
activates it,� Severus groped for his wand through the voile. He tapped it at
the canopy.

Ron lay
down on his back and felt for Severus� hand, watching as the blue fuzziness
seeped into the black middle and blazed brightly, before the colours swirled
together prior to fading completely. Then slowly a view began to appear; a view
of a beautiful secluded beach, with bleach-white sand, turquoise clear water
and palm trees. The sun was positioned to be setting and the sky was ablaze
with orange, pinks and purples, turning the sea along with it.

�Do you
think it changes for everyone?� Ron asked, not tearing his eyes from it,
watching the sea realistically lap up and wash against the sand, he could even
hear it.

But as he
asked, a piece of paper curled down from the canopy and he raised his free hand
to catch it. ��Your View Heart�s Desire�.
This has to be something of the twins� -nobody else would give it such an awful
name,� Ron laughed. �So. Apparently, this is the view which is suited to the
both of us. Bit weird, really, you hate sand.�

�But it�s a
beautiful view,� Severus replied quietly. �And you love the sea, and the sky is
stunning.�

�Mmm,� Ron
cast the paper down and turned onto his side, listening to the sea again, but
reaching up to kiss his husband�s lips.

�I don�t
believe I ever did truly say sorry for earlier, did I?� Severus murmured
against the soft, plump lips.

�No, but
it�s late, you don�t have to,� Ron shook his head and closed his eyes.

He didn�t
protest, however, when Severus rolled over on top of him and placed his elbows
either side of Ron�s head, one hand supporting his own chin, the other cupping
Ron�s cheek, the thumb slowly stroking across his cheekbone.

�Do you
know what an absolute boost it is to my ego that faced with a veela sticking
their hand down your trousers, you still came running back to me?� Severus
smiled slightly.

�He was
overrated,� Ron shrugged with a smile. �Perfection is scary.� He went on when
Severus quirked a questioning eyebrow. �Like� he looked like a doll. There was
nothing out of place, nothing to make him notable except his slightly freaky
perfection. Life isn�t perfect, people aren�t perfect� and whilst some people
might find the oddities to that rule attractive� I guess I don�t any more.�

�Because
you�re used to me, so un-perfect?� Severus frowned.

�I don�t
mean that all,� Ron sighed. �And, anyway, he was a total knobber. Going after
me when I�d said no, and when he knew I was married? Like I�d throw all this
away for that. No, Severus. I�ll always come running back to you.�

�My head
won�t fit through the door if you�re not careful,� Severus laughed. �Now then.
So. My apology. I�ve been trying to think how to go about it,� he dropped some
kisses on Ron�s chest.

�Go ooon,�
Ron drawled, a smirk playing about the corners of his mouth.

�Now, what
I�d like to do is string you up between two of these bedposts and kiss every
single inch of your body. But the hour�s getting late, so maybe every two to
three inches��

�And then
what?� Ron�s voice was breathless.

�And then I
was thinking about burying myself in that sweet, sweet arse of yours��

�And
then�?�

�You know what comes then�� Severus teased, kissing his lips gently.

�Then what
are you waiting for?� Ron bit his lip and opened his eyes.

Severus
chuckled darkly and used his wand to levitate Ron towards the end of the bed.
�Standing or kneeling, your choice?� he told him.

�Standing,�
Ron said immediately, and Severus immediately complied, balancing him between
the posts and reproducing his favoured ties to bind Ron�s wrists to the posts,
which was only achievable due to his husband�s lankiness and resultant long
arms.

Severus
hummed as he looked up at the spectacle, his erection growing between his legs
despite the fact he�d not even laid a finger on his nightly prize.

�So I believe
you said there was going to be kissing?� Ron asked pointedly, looking down at
him.

�I did,�
Severus pointed his wand up and whispered a spell which would create a
continual massaging sensation over Ron�s crotch, turned up to the maximum
intensity so Ron would actually be able to feel it. He rose up onto his knees.

�Mmm,� Ron
giggled slightly, jerking his hips forward at the sensation.

Severus
kissed a hip bone and slid his arms around Ron, so his hands rested over his
arse and his face was level with his navel, where he pressed another kiss
before letting his tongue slide into the indent. He worked it into a steady
rhythm, matching the peaks of Ron�s groaning. Soon he was thrusting his hips
slightly, causing his cock to poke against Severus� throat.

�Oh, if you
insist,� Severus murmured, before ducking his head and smoothing his lips
around the head, darting out his tongue to flick against the sensitive flesh.

Another
groan was his reward and Severus licked a little harder, keeping his arms
firmly in place around the thin body in front of him, his head ducked so he
could keep on licking.

�The sight
of you like that is fucking amazing,� Ron�s voice was hoarse.

�Mmmph,�
Severus replied, knowing the vibrations would feel just as good as an actual
reply. �Oh god�� Ron really shifted forward and titled his head back, listening
to the sloppy sounds emanating from his crotch mixed with the gentle sound from
the fake ocean above them.

The rush
was building up quickly, he could feel it tingling in the base of his erection.
He knew it didn�t matter if he let go early, Severus would just continue
anyway.

�Going to
come,� Ron informed him pointlessly, but Severus already knew �Ron�s hips were
moving more desperately, the salty film in his mouth was getting stronger and
the gasps from the mouth above him sounded straight out of an outrageous porn
film; signs that Severus knew, recognised and, above all else, positively
cherished.

He moved
right back, enough so that the tip was still in his mouth but that air could
reach it, and he could lick torturously slowly with his tongue to tease it out
of Ron. He was only able to scrape it back and forth three times before there
was a hissed swearword and Ron tensed, and his orgasm left him in a small
trickle, though it felt for all the world normal, and was a deep-set, tingling
finish. Gasping, he let Severus steady his hips with nimble hands, and groaned
again as Severus began licking again.

Normally,
it would just have been to tidy up the minimal mess, but Severus decided to
push it further. The spell was still massaging the tired shaft and he didn�t
remove that, either. Slowly, he resumed the position he had just before Ron�s
orgasm, mouth open, lapping softly over the slit, swiping away the evidence
with every repetition.

�W-what are
you doing?� Ron breathed, as the tongue felt even more intense than before, his
curse injuries multiplying the sensation after his orgasm. �S-Severus?�

Severus
didn�t answer him, he merely continued his game, and re-wrapped his arms round
Ron�s hips, holding him in place.

Looking
down, Ron could see the tongue darting out to connect to him, tasting the
tender, slick flesh; it made him harder than hell, even though the movement was
stinging slightly. He watched as Severus diligently licked, over and over,
building up the sensation by refusing to move. Whereas any other man might have
become a little numb to the feeling, the curse prevented Ron from that. Instead
it just built and built, increasing as Severus breathed out through his nose.

It built
into a delicious burning pain which Ron guessed he probably shouldn�t have
drawn pleasure from, but unequivocally, he did. So much he felt another orgasm
building within him.

�Oh Gods,
Severus, oh god� you fucking lick it,� he groaned, and watched as the tongue
made a new move of swirling round the head. There was just something about
watching it that made it even hotter.

Severus�
jaw was becoming tired but he was having far too much fun to stop. He wanted
another orgasm out of Ron before he released him from the posts and he knew he
was going to get it.

He broke
off to rest his tongue for a second and whispered, �So. I hope you know,� he
gave another lick, �I�m,� he licked again, �so,� and again, �very,� even slower
that time, �very,� he barely pulled his tongue away, �sorry�� he pushed his
tongue ruthlessly into the slit and felt his body tingle with the thrill of
satisfaction as Ron jerked, screamed gutturally into the room, and came again,
with very little expulsion, but yet again, experienced another tremulous,
scorching orgasm which caused his toes to grip at the cover beneath his feet.

Whimpering
as the burn amplified, Ron swallowed. �Let me out of this?�

Severus
complied instantly, and caught Ron as he tumbled down onto the mattress,
rolling him onto his back and swinging on top of him. �How was that?�

�A-ma-zing.�
Ron gave a drowsy wink and stretched his body out languidly beneath Severus.
�Now then, what are we going to do about this?� Severus gave a little thrust of
his hips.

�Hmm.
Personally Severus m�love I think you�d best find somewhere to stick it, you
know, away, so it doesn�t scare the
townsfolk,� Ron grinned, with a filthy look down at Severus� large erection.

�Are you
implying, Mr. Weasley, that I am in the possession of a monster?� Severus
asked, the alcohol helping him along in the playful tone he used.

�Undoubtedly
so, Mr. Snape. Mr. Weasley, if you will.�

�No, we
never took each other�s names!� Severus protested.

�Ron Snape
sounds god-awful. Severus Weasley on the other hand has a certain ring to it.�

�The reason
I kept my name is that it�ll die out if I eschew it, Ron,� Severus massaged his
hands up Ron�s chest. �You know that.�

�I�m just teasing. Anyway. Takes red hair to be a true Weasley, and red�s
really not your colour.�

�That or
marrying and producing a redheaded baby,� Severus snorted.

�I wonder
what our child would be like if we could make one.� Ron stared up at the
enchanted canopy, a half-smile on his lips. �Who would it take after?�

�I�d hope
it�d get your eyes and nose,� Severus smiled, and was surprised he wasn�t even
bothered when his erection softened a little. They had never talked about the
subject in detail before. �My nose is one of the main reasons I think it�d be
cruel for me to reproduce.�

�Your nose
suits you just fine,� Ron rolled his eyes. �But no� with my nose, eyes and
lips, and your hair, cheekbones and forehead we could make one hell of a pretty
baby.�

�What about
my cheekbones?� Severus asked curiously.

�They�re
high; nice� if you didn�t have the nose you have you�d look decidedly girly.�

�Your nose
is definitely masculine,� Severus looked at it. �It�s the long-ness of it. But
it suits your face. Your very handsome face.�

�Oh you
flatter me so,� Ron sighed happily.

�Do you
think about having a child a lot?� Severus asked softly.

�Depends
what sort of day I�m having,� Ron laughed honestly. �If it�s a day when I want
nothing more than to feel my own hand on my dick as I point it into the toilet,
then yes� I really, really want my own child to love. But if it�s a good day,
when I�m happy with my lot? When I can see the trees for the trees and just be
grateful to still be here? Then not so much.�

�You don�t
talk about it often,� Severus shifted awkwardly, knowing he had never really
encouraged talking about it.

�You�ve
told me before� you�ve never allowed yourself to want children and thus you�ve
ended up not wanting them at all. So I don�t mention it much because I don�t
expect you to understand how I feel or listen to me rambling about it.�

�But you can still talk to me about it,� Severus
frowned. �Things like this� asking me who I think it�d look like. Who I think
it�d form a bond with. What I�d name it.�

Ron looked
back at him with a slightly stunned expression. �I just assumed, as you never
wanted them, you wouldn�t think about that stuff��

Severus
fell off him onto his back and looked up at the beach scene above him, his foot
batting nervously against the thin curtain.

�What would
you name a child?� Ron whispered sideways.

Severus
paused before answering. �I always� thought maybe Aurelia for a girl� it means
golden. And for a boy� maybe my middle name. What would you choose?�

�Very
English, normal names�� Ron watched the palm trees swaying in the imaginary
breeze. �Rosie for a girl and maybe Jack for a boy. It was George but I gave
that to the dog.�

�Why so
normal?� Severus asked curiously. �We live in a world in which we can call our
children whatever we want� my name is strange to Muggles, but I don�t really
live in their community, so it�s okay��

�Well,
yeah, that�s fine. But what if the kid turned out to be a squib?� Ron pointed
out. �And then they�d spend the rest of their lives explaining their weird name
if they chose to live amongst Muggles.�

�Unlikely
that it would be though,� Severus frowned. �Is that the only reason?�

�I just
think they have a nice simplicity to them,� Ron shrugged.

�So what
Hogwarts house would this imaginary child be in?� Severus committed himself to
the discussion.

�See, I
think it�d be best for it if it was sorted into Ravenclaw,� Ron snorted.
�Brainy and then it wouldn�t cause a war between its parents.�

�I think it
should go into Gryffindor�� Severus said quietly, giving Ron�s hand a gentle
squeeze. �Because it seems that Gryffindors are the only successful winners of
my heart� Lily, Remus, you��

�Remus
would be godfather,� Ron said instantly.

�Really?�

�Of
course!� Ron smiled at the canopy. �He�s wonderful with children and he�s like
the cool uncle you can tell anything to, because, being a bisexual werewolf,
there�s not really much you can shock him with.�

�That�s
true,� Severus laughed. �Though, really, between us� we�ve both done enough to
not be shocked.�

�It�s different when it�s your own kid, though,� Ron shook his head. �Like,
when George pisses up someone�s fence. If you�re watching that across the road,
you�re laughing at the embarrassment on the owner�s face. But when it�s your dog doing the leg-lifting, it�s a
different story.�

�Oh god, I
nearly combusted when he tried to lift his leg up the butcher�s a-board in the
village the other week,� Severus whispered. �Dog�s a bloody menace!�

�See my
point?� Ron laughed. �So when you find a packet of cigarettes left behind in
Rosie�s room after she�s gone away for her sixth year of Hogwarts, are you
telling me you won�t send a howler
threatening to pull her out of school if she even so much as looks at another
packet of fags? That you won�t be the one who erupts when you find soft-core
porn beneath Jack�s bed at the tender age of thirteen, shouting about
innocence, and childhood, and how you�re going to kill me for giving him enough
pocket money to buy them?�

�I would
never send my kids a howler,� Severus declared. �They�re mortifying to receive
in front of the whole school. My mum sent me one once� Potter and Black teased
me about it for weeks. And to be honest, I�d be more likely to just tell Jack, if that�s what we�re calling him, to
find a better hiding place or his sister would never let him forget if she found them.�

�You say
that now,� Ron said wisely. �But trust me. You�d do what I said.�

�Would
not,� Severus shook his head, the room blurring nicely as he did so, the
champagne still working against his blood stream.

�It�d be
weird for them anyway� having two dads,� Ron mused.

�It�s not
like it�d be the first time,� Severus swallowed. �Homosexual couples have been
able to adopt children for a long time in our world.�

�Yeah you
know, I think the only reason why we can is because it�s so rare for a
wizarding child to be orphaned,� Ron smiled slightly. �Which is a lovely
thought, but not for those who can�t have kids of their own, I suppose.�

�Not all
children put up for adoption are orphaned, though,� Severus pointed out. �Some
young women get pregnant and they can�t go through with raising the child or
the abortion. There was someone in my year that did it.�

�How does
Hogwarts deal with that?�

�There
weren�t many in my sixteen years� only one in my own house. I think I scared
her by being kind about it. I think she expected me to shout and call her
stupid.�

�Hogwarts is
pretty shoddy on their sex education,� Ron smirked. �If you had it would have
been so unfair.�

�Parents
have eleven years to teach their kids about sex,� Severus frowned. �Kids should
know about that before they go to school.�

�Did you
know?�

�Yes! My mother
sat me down and gave me an awfully embarrassing lecture which I�ve blocked out,
probably the reason I was androgynous until I was bloody fourteen and my balls
dropped and hormones set in.�

�With five
older brothers I learnt from them,� Ron said. �My dad tried but it didn�t
really sink in. All I wanted to do was go outside and play Quidditch. I can
remember he sighed, shook his head, and told me I�d probably learn more from my
brothers than I ever would from him.�

�And did
you?�

�Sort of,�
Ron grinned impishly. �You taught me the rest.�

Severus
blushed at that.

Ron looked
sideways at the clock and saw the time had rushed to nearly five in the
morning. �God it�s late.�

�I like talking with you,� Severus squeezed his hand again.

�I like
talking with you too,� Ron squeezed back. �Even about things that can never
become reality.�

�What if
they could?� Severus whispered, glad of the alcohol pulsing through both of
their intravenous systems, which allowed him to push the boundaries beyond what
he�d normally feel comfortable with. �If we could adopt? Would you want that?�

�Maybe� in
the future,� Ron replied, heart quickening at Severus� newfound willingness to
discuss the situation.

�How far
into the future?�

�Well� I�d
like another ten years under my belt before I tried tackling parenthood,� Ron
explained. �I want to travel, like I said.�

�But� ten
years would put me at fifty,� Severus murmured.

�So?� Ron
laughed. �I know you, Severus, and I know you�ll be no different at fifty than
forty.�

�Interesting,�
Severus laughed.

�Why are we
even discussing this?� Ron asked aloud, and threw himself up into a sitting
position, shaking his head to clear it. �It�s not like it�s ever going to
happen. Let�s just get another dog, that�ll quell my childbearing longing.�

Severus
rose next to him and pulled Ron into his arms between his legs. He kissed his
bare shoulder gently and held him tight. �Ron, if you want it� I might be
persuaded.�

�You�re
drunk,� Ron shook his head with a laugh. �In the morning, either Victoire or
Teddy will burp up their breakfast on your shoulder and you�ll get that �so
help me God� expression on your face and that�ll be that, you�ll be screaming
for a second dog before we�ve had our first cup of coffee.�

�Ron, I
mean it,� Severus said, somewhat breathlessly, shocked by his own confession of
what he would be willing to do for his husband.

�Severus��
Ron leant back against him. �This will sound selfish. But if I can�t have a
baby with you, with our mixed genes, I don�t want a baby at all.�

�But you knew
that was impossible when you chose to be with me��

�When has
the impossible ever stopped wizardkind from wanting what they can�t have,
Severus?�

�Never, I
suppose,� Severus said quietly, clutching Ron tightly to him.

�It�s
okay,� Ron told him. �I�m getting there.�

�I once
researched cures for lycanthropy over a way to make men pregnant,� Severus told
him. �Had I known how the future would unfold��

�Shh,� Ron
told him, placing a kiss on the upper arm over his left one. �Something tells
me we�ll do better in this world just me, you and George. And maybe another
dog.�

***

When
Severus awoke the next morning, he was entwined with Ron amidst the soft white
sheets of the bed. At some point they must have crawled into them. Ron was
snoring softly, his mouth open with a trickle of drool sliding down his chin.
Peering through the magenta curtain, and seeing it was only eight, three hours
after they�d fallen asleep, Severus lowered his head back to the pillow and
shut his eyes, clutching Ron a little bit tighter as he spooned him.

Ron awoke
with a jolt, grabbed from the pleasantest dream he�d had in a long time.
Whether it was coincidence or purposeful, he�d dreamt about the beach on the
canopy above them. Blearily he peered through the shimmering fabric to the clock,
it was nearing midday. He looked back over his shoulder and smiled at what he
saw.

A sleeping
face with a smooth forehead in peace, hair tangled on the pillow, lips slightly
parted, and eyelashes just the right length for the hidden eyes. Ron smiled at
the sight and turned in the bed so he could properly appreciate the view. His
eyes flitted over the scarred skin of the shoulder revealed by the low-riding
bedsheets and Ron couldn�t repress his customary shiver at the sight. The room
was completely silent and there was no sound from the rest of the house. He and
Severus had been two of the first of those staying to disappear, he wondered if
anyone else had surfaced.

Ron reached
out his fingers and brushed away a lock of hair which was fluttering in the air
from Severus� nose as a worrying gurgle turned his stomach. Ron hated throwing
up, but as he threw himself out of the tranquillity of the bed, he wondered if
he was even going to make it to the bathroom.

By some
saving grace he did, but only just. He choked into the toilet bowl and bitterly
regretted his last vicious attack at the champagne fountain before Harry turned
it off for the night. He�d sunk at least eight glasses in half an hour. No
wonder he was chucking up his dignity into the toilet, and he�d forgotten to
down some sobering solution in his haste for sex.

�

�Urrgh,� he groaned pathetically, even though he knew there was little point as
Severus was asleep, and more to the point, Severus hated vomit. Not that anyone
specifically liked it; it just made Severus feel particularly awful. Ron still
recalled the first time Victoire had sicked up on his husband and there�d been
a desperate dash to the bathroom before they both heard him retching.

His stomach
was contemplating another round when Ron pushed himself more upright. He didn�t
know how he�d managed to miss the bashing in his skull before he�d thrown up.
Feeling totally pathetic but disinclined to try for anything else, he slumped
against the wall for a bit, groaning. But he was over the toilet again too
soon, and his eyes were leaking salty tears without anything he could do to
stop them.

Idly
wondering why throwing up always made him cry, Ron let out a shaky breath.

�So is this
your first champagne hangover?� Severus called from the doorway, making him
jump and turn red.

�Uuuurgh,�
Ron whimpered.

�Oh Merlin
you are in a state, aren�t you?� Ron wanted to scowl at the blatant amusement
in Severus� tired voice but couldn�t muster the energy.

�Why aren�t
you puking everywhere�?�

�Don�t
know, possibly the sobering solution from the first time round kept it at bay.
I�m guessing you�d like to come out of retirement as Potion Master and have me
fix you?�

�Please,�
Ron closed his eyes and hit the wall again, head thumping.

Severus
administered what he could. It was hard when Ron was being either deliberately
obtuse or simply unable to function. But as the potions began to take hold he
became more amenable, and Severus eventually managed to get him up, to the
sink, brushing his teeth, and then dressing in his pyjama bottoms, thick socks
and his most recent Weasley Christmas Jumper.

�Need
food,� Ron tested his words and found them marvellously clear. �Need to fill
gaping void left by vomit.�

�How can
you even consider eating after what you�ve just done?� Severus shook his head
incredulously, biting down his groan as the headache he wasn�t letting on to
Ron about assaulted him.

�Force of
habit� force of being a pig,� Ron managed a sleepy smile.

Severus
dressed and Ron led him by the hand down to the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. The house was an
absolute state. The floor was strewn with streamers, glasses, accompanied by
all the other debris of a night well spent. The posters describing the floor
plans were beautifully devoid of figures, except for Severus and Ron. But the
kitchen wasn�t mapped, and Ron wasn�t sure who he�d find there.

The fire
was roaring, it was the first thing he noticed. And a smile spread onto his
features as he saw a few slumped figures at the table.

�Morning,�
Harry groaned, huddled around a mug of tea.

�Only
just,� Severus let go of Ron�s hand to amble over to the worktop and pour
himself some coffee.

�How are
you both faring?� Molly asked weakly.

�Your son
is experiencing the fallout from champagne for the first time,� Severus cast a
wry grin at Ron. �It�s not been pretty.�

�Shut up,�
Harry clamped a hand over his mouth and turned green.

Severus
smirked behind his mug and leaned back against the counter.

�How do you
look so� healthy?� Fred yawned, looking at him.

�Practice,�
Severus snorted.

�There�s no
way one man can consume that much alcohol and not be zombie-like the next
morning,� Harry tried shaking his head but it clearly caused him pain.

�Sickening,
isn�t it?� Ron yawned, stretching out his back and put his arms up in the air.
�Though, I�m not complaining. It meant he was awake enough to give me sweet,
sweet hangover potions.�

�Oh that�s
bogus,� Harry breathed.

�Should
have slept with your Potions Master, shouldn�t you?� Ron quirked a suggestive
eyebrow.

Harry went
green again, gulping a few times before replying, �No, no, you keep him to
yourself.�

�Well I wasn�t offering,� Ron snorted, and looked around.

�If you ask
for food I�m going to throw you out into the snow in your pyjamas,� Harry
threatened weakly.

�Harry, I�ve
just chucked up what felt like a whole horse from my stomach. You should know
how very disconcerting this is to me,� Ron stood up and rummaged through the
cupboards, before locating bread and shoving four slices in to toast.

�Is that
food?� Came a voice and Ron looked around to see Remus holding Teddy, looking
thoroughly fuzzy headed.

�Trust you,
as soon as there�s food about you bloody appear!� Severus rolled his eyes and
set down his mug, holding his arms out for the baby before he really thought
about what he was doing.

Remus
gladly gave him away, choosing to sink down at the table and check to see if
everybody else looked as awful as he felt.

Severus
cuddled the baby into his chest, smelling the soapy scent which always emanated
from the tiny, chubby body. The warmth against him was lovely, even if the
weight was not. He eased himself up so he could sit on the counter and support
the weight on his legs. In his lap Teddy giggled and turned his hair jet black
to match Severus� and in return received a rare true smile, that Severus was
secretly wishing nobody would see. No such luck apparently existed.

�I still
can�t get over the sight of you holding a baby and looking happy about it,�
Harry looked at him. �You hate children. I almost miss the sneering.�

�Well. I
can still sneer at you if it�d make you feel better,� Severus informed him, not
taking his eyes off Teddy.

�It might,�
Harry conceded. �It�d be so weird if you had your own kid. Maybe you could
sneer at it and the baby would sneer back, you could have competitions��

Severus
laughed against his will, unable to deny the image was funny. Teddy giggled
along with him and bounced up and down, waving his fists.

�SevSev!�
the name came out as the baby bounced and everyone in the room turned their head
to look, all headaches and dodgy stomachs falling to the wayside.

The fact
that Teddy hadn�t previously spoken a proper word was a long running joke
between their mishmash of families. Fred and George were trying desperately for
a swear word, Remus was trying hard for �daddy� and Tonks was fighting hard
with �mummy� and Harry had been confusing the poor child with something new
every time he saw him.

�Did my
baby just speak?!� Remus flew off the low bench, face glowing with excitement.
�Teddy, can you do that again for daddy?�

�SevSev!�
Teddy even thumped his little fist at Severus� chest.

Severus
wasn�t entirely sure what was going on. Something deep in his chest had
exploded with sickly intense heat as Teddy hit him, and it was seeping through
his torso and up into his throat. It has
to be the hangover catching up with you. You don�t get choked up at babies. Or
anything they do.

�Oh my God
you genius, genius child!� Severus jumped as Remus tugged the baby off him and
cuddled him close, a massive smile spread over his face. �Oh Dora�s going to be
so upset she missed it,� he faltered.

�Missed
what?� Tonks yawned, tripping off the bottom step in her pyjamas.

�Teddy,�
Remus turned him so she could see. �Who�s that there?�

�SevSev!�
Teddy beamed.

�HE SPOKE!�
Tonks threw herself across the kitchen with surprising agility and threw her
arms around her husband and child.

The heat
was growing more and more intense. Severus didn�t know what to do. If he moved,
he was going to cry. If he sat still, he was going to cry. If a pixie farted
within thirty miles of him, he was going to cry. AND WHY THE BLOODY HELL AM I CRYING OVER SOMEONE ELSE�S BABY!? He
picked up his coffee mug again in the hope it might bring back some normality,
he took a sip but found could barely swallow it. Fuck.

The toaster
popped out its load and made him jump. He could hear Ron sniggering as he
buttered it.

�Ironic
that the only person who hasn�t been trying to get the baby to speak is the one
person who finally managed it,� Fred laughed, levitating the piece of toast Ron
had been about to bite into out of his hand and straight into his own.

�Mmph,� Ron
muttered in agreement, shoving the next piece in before anyone could rob it
from him.

He walked
over and offered the plate to Remus, who took some toast but looked thoroughly
distracted by his son, now in Tonks� arms. Severus reached for the last piece
at the same time as Molly and he waved her to take it, ignoring the way his
stomach rumbled. Really. Pull yourself
together Severus. You don�t even like babies.

His eyes
were distracted by the way Teddy placed a wet kiss on his mother�s cheek and
the warmth turned up a notch. His thoughts returned to his and Ron�s drunken
conversation the night before, which he could remember every single word of.

Maybe it�s just Teddy, because he
just chose my name to speak as his first ever verbal foray into the world.

�I
recognise the look on your face,� Ron whispered to him, an amused smirk playing
with his lips. �I know what you�re thinking.�

�I��
Severus couldn�t think of what to say.

�Want that
second dog yet?� Ron sighed, eyeing the scene of familial happiness before him
with newly cheerless eyes.

Severus
swallowed and snaked a hand around Ron�s waist, pulling him closer.

�If you
like Uncle SevSev so much, go back to him whilst mummy sits down from all the
giddiness,� Tonks pushed Teddy back onto Severus� lap and laughed as he
repeated the name.

�I don�t
think you�ll be able to stand the sound of my name by the end of today,�
Severus grinned, holding the baby just beneath his arms and bouncing him
slightly again.

�We
couldn�t already,� Harry snorted, finally dragging himself away from the table
to bestow a congratulatory hug on Remus.

�I�ll have
to be content with teaching my own baby swear words,� Fred sighed.

�I feel
sorry for your poor future child,� Ron informed him. �I mean. They�ll never be
able to pull anything on you. You�ve already been there, done it, bought the
t-shirt and re-written the rule book. Maybe you shouldn�t reproduce.�

***

Ron had somehow
been dragged into helping Ginny cook a big roast for the family still in the
house. Their mother had told her it was her responsibility, jokingly, and Ginny
had taken on the challenge. It hadn�t taken her long before she had realised
she was in far over her head, however, and yanked Ron into the kitchen at the
earliest possibility. That was why he was standing wearing an apron with
cupcakes printed on the front with flour smeared over his face.

�Oh gods,
I�m too hungover for this,� he breathed, inexplicably hot.

�So am I,
I�m a fool,� Ginny mock-sobbed into the pile of potatoes she was supervising
with her wand. �Good party though, yeah?�

�Yeah it
was,� Ron smiled; glad his face was turned away so she couldn�t see it didn�t
reach all the way to his eyes.

�Severus is
quite a mover when he�s pissed enough to let himself go,� Ginny commented.
�He�s not bad when he quits being all stiff-upper-lip.�

�It�s hard
for him,� Ron shrugged. �He�s not entirely well versed in the cosy family
atmosphere stuff.�

�I wasn�t judging,� Ginny said quietly, her eyes sliding over her brother�s
form in front of the tray of sausages in bacon he was working on. �Are you
alright? You seem off.�

�Just
hungover,� Ron lied.

�Severus
fixed you for the main part,� Ginny pointed out. �You�re lying. Want to talk
about it?�

�Would I have lied if I did?� Ron asked through gritted teeth.

�It�s the
baby thing again, isn�t it?� Ginny sent the potatoes into the two waiting pans
on the hob.

�No,� Ron
lied again, wrapping the last piece of bacon round the sausage and setting it
down. He turned and handed her tray. �I�m fine, honestly, Gin. Just a bit
without it.�

�Severus
has been glued to Teddy all day,� Ginny said pointedly. �Does that have
something to do with your sudden bad mood?�

�I�m not in
a bad mood!� he yelled frustratedly, batting off some of the flour on his
cheek. �Oh, fuck it.�

He sank
tiredly down onto the empty kitchen bench and exhaled.

�Ron,
you�re my big brother and I know when you�re in a bad mood,� she flicked her
wand at the kitchen door and sealed it shut. �Want to talk?�

With a
sigh, Ron gave in and told Ginny all about his and Severus� conversation the
night before about children, naming them, raising them, and how he felt about
adoption and how the sight of Severus holding onto Teddy like a new lifeline
all day had been like a continual kick in his useless balls. When he had
finished she pressed a glass of pumpkin juice, along with a tissue, in his
hands.

�It�s
alright to be a bitter about it,� Ginny said. �I would be so angry, Ron, if
someone had robbed me of that right.�

�But it�s
stupid, Gin, I�m as bent as a roundabout, it�s not like we would ever had had a
child anyway, is it?�

�Well,
maybe not, but you don�t know that you still wouldn�t have felt this way?� Ginny
tilted her head to the side. �That you wouldn�t have got to say, twenty five,
and suddenly thought �crap, I want a kid�.�

�I guess,�
Ron drained his glass. �I think the beef�s burning, Gin.�

�Fuck it!�
She cried, throwing herself across the kitchen and pulling open the oven door.
�Oh fuck, Ron, it�s proper burnt.�

Ron got to
his feet and peered into the oven with her. �Yeah. Hmm. Fine, screw the roast.
We�ll chop the burnt bits off, cut the rest into chunks, and make a stew with
it and everything else can just accompany it. The meat should soften up a bit
when it�s simmering.�

�You�re a
bloody genius,� Ginny breathed. �I didn�t fancy Mum�s smug face.�

***

�Where�s
George?� Molly suddenly asked, and it dawned on all the occupants in the large
room Harry had utilised into a living room that none of them had seen him all
day. �Is he still asleep, Fred?�

�I don�t
know,� Fred coloured. �I, er, didn�t exactly make it back to the bedroom last
night.�

�Well can
you go and find him please? Dinner�s nearly ready, I think, if Ginny�s swearing
is anything to go by.�

�I�ll go,� Severus got slowly to his feet. �Need the loo anyway, and it�s not
often Remus gets to win at chess so I won�t deprive him,� he nodded at the
chessboard between Remus and Fred.

He left the
room, body feeling sluggish and tired. Raising a hand to rub at the back of his
neck, he climbed the stairs and went along to his and Ron�s room. He chucked on
an extra layer in the form of the black jumper Molly had knitted him for
Christmas, used the toilet, and headed up another level to knock on the room
the twins often stayed in when they visited Harry and Ginny.

�George?
Your mum�s sending the cavalry out, nearly dinner time.�

�Severus?� The call came through the door. �Is that you?�

�Yes,�
Severus frowned, and the door opened and he frowned even harder, seeing the
grey pallor of George�s face and the shadows beneath his eyes. �You look
awful.�

�Not
sleeping will do that to you,� George laughed nervously, and waved Severus in
the room.

�Why didn�t
you sleep?� Severus turned back to him as he shut the door.

�I, um��
George bit his lip. �Er��

�Spit it
out,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�I may have
slept with the male veela,� Severus had never seen George�s face turn such a
bright shade of red.

�That
prick?! Why?� Severus burst out in surprise.

�Because he
was interested,� George shrugged. �But not so interested this morning, if you
catch my drift.�

�Ah,�
Severus was beginning to understand. He was about to offer sympathy when an
alarming thought struck him. �George� this is� personal, but� sod it. I�m just
going to say this �did you top or bottom?�

George had
to think about his answer and it was a mark of how much Severus had come to
like him that he didn�t poke fun about it. �Bottomed.�

Severus
released the breath he was holding. �Just, male veela can apparently get pregnant... if he wasn�t lying about that to try and get Ron on side.�

George�s
eyes flew wide and he gaped at Severus. �That fucking bastard! He wanted me to,
you know?�

�Twat,�
Severus shook his head with disgust. �But the point is, did it tell you
anything?�

�Told me
everything,� George snorted. �Not to fall for blonde knob-ends who�ll just shag
you absolutely senseless but leave you in the morning.�

Severus did
laugh then, but only because George chuckled first. �So you�ve been up here all
day moping?�

�Pathetically
so,� George grinned embarrassedly to the floor.

�Come down
to dinner and just say you�ve been asleep,� Severus shrugged. �Everyone�s so
knackered nobody�ll question your story at all.�

***

Ginny sat
smugly as one by one her family proclaimed her first large scale dinner a
success, though most of the credit should have been going to Ron. Ron didn�t
care, however; he was staring into his stew as though it were a bottomless pit.
Unusually he wasn�t even sitting next to Severus, who was round the table in
between Remus and George, involved in a discussion which Ron hadn�t heard.

He was only
jerked from his reverie by someone snapping their fingers in front of his
forehead, and he looked up, irritated, to find the whole table staring at him
curiously.

�Earth to
Ron?� Harry poked him in the ribs, his injured ones, and Ron gasped in pain and
jumped. �Sorry mate,� Harry frowned and took the offending finger away. �You
alright?�

�Yeah, I�m
fine,� Ron fixed the smile on his face and attacked his stew for something to
stop them all looking at him.

But it
didn�t really work, because Severus was still frowning at him, and that meant
both Remus and George were too, and that attracted the rest of the table.

�Oh, look,
it�s snowing really heavily!� Ginny said loudly and pointedly, and got up from
her seat to watch the blizzard through the window. �Really coming down,� she hinted.

Harry
seemed to catch her hints and got to his feet, oohing and aahing with her,
which prompted more people to get up and Ron relaxed as the focus completely
disappeared from him.

�I�d say
that calls for open warfare, personally,� Bill grinned. �And, a snowman
building competition!�

Ron was
surprised to see that most of them had already finished their food and they
enthusiastically began plotting who would be on whose team. Only he and Severus
remained at the table. The prospect of a snowball fight actually cheered Ron
up, maybe pummelling someone with compacted balls of snow might actually do him
good, get some of his anger out.

�Courtyard,
ten minutes, no wands,� Bill announced, and like an overgrown child threw
himself headfirst out of the room.

�Maybe we should just let him go,� Fred laughed. �Leave him sitting out there
for a while.�

�You going
to go out?� Severus asked Ron quietly, taking in his still full plate of food.

�Yeah, I
might,� Ron smiled, put down his fork and got to his feet. �Are you?�

�Not bloody
likely. Severus hates snow,� Remus snorted.

�Is that an
invitation for me to come and kick your backside over in a snowdrift, Remus?�

�Like to
see you try, but there we go.�

***

Ron was
crouched down behind the makeshift snow trench he�d managed to pat together.
The snow was falling so thick and so fast he could barely see. He could hear
shrieks all around him and laughter as people struck their targets.

�No! Fuck it,� there was a shout and Ron only managed to throw himself away in
time as George crashed through the snow trench and ruined not only his hard work,
but his hiding place.

�You
bastard,� Ron whined, before grabbing hold of the back of George�s jacket and
swinging him behind the remnants of the snow fort.

�Sorry,
Severus hits really hard,� George wheezed, his nose bright red.

�Severus is
out here? I didn�t see him bother?� Ron frowned.

�Your
husband is out there kicking Weasley arse,� George laughed. �And he managed to
push Harry face first into a snowdrift.�

�Can�t have
that, can we?� Ron got to a crouch on his feet, peering through the twirling flakes.

He leapt
out, grabbing two pre-made snowballs (he wasn�t a tactical champion on the
chessboard for nothing) and crouched along to where the thick of the shouting
was coming from. Ron could see more clearly now that Severus was quick. He
watched as Remus fell over in the snow and Severus threw another snowball at
him and positively crowed as Remus spat out powdery white chunks. Seizing his
opportunity, Ron leapt forward, threw the balls at close range and
rugby-tackled his husband to the floor, pinning him down with his hands above
his head.

�What the
fuck?!� Severus breathed, blinking up, relieved to see Ron was his assailant
and nobody else �he�d been caught underneath other men one time more than he�d
ever have cared to the night before, another would have been awful.

�Three,
two, one �AND YOU�RE OUT!� Remus was back on his feet, or at least he was,
until Severus reached out, grabbed an ankle and sent him flying again.

�Three,
two, one �and you�re fucking out,�
Severus hissed tauntingly, as Remus groaned.

Ron smiled
down at his cold-faced husband and said �I thought you hated snow.�

�I was
provoked. And dared.�

�Ah, and
you don�t back down from a dare?� Ron raised an eyebrow, as a snowball smacked
into his backside and he jumped. He heard a cackle to his right that sounded
suspiciously like Fred.

�No I
don�t,� Severus smirked up at him.

�Fine.
Then, Severus Snape, I dare you to get off right here, right now, in the snow,
with all my family around us,� Ron whispered into his ear.

He heard
Severus� breath catch and grinned dirtily down at him. �What�s that? Can�t do
it? Awwwwh. Shame.�

He could
feel the erection he was pressing into and rocked against it slightly; taunting
Severus in what he was seemingly too ashamed to do. He was surprised when
Severus motioned him down again and put his lips to his ear.

�I might be
forty, Ron,� Severus gave the tiniest of thrusts. �But I�ll be damned if I�ve
lost the ability to jack off faster than you thought possible.� And he thrust
again, before releasing the tiniest, most sexual groan Ron had ever heard in
his life, somewhere between an �ohhh� and a gasp, his eyes fluttering shut as
his body tensed, and his hips rose under Ron�s thighs, the movement shielded by
the snow falling around them. His underwear filled with satisfying burning
fluid.

Ron sat
fixed in shock, looking down at Severus as he came in his arms, only shifting
slightly, his face barely twitching. Only when his eyes re-opened did Ron even
blink.

�Severus Snape doesn�t back down from a dare,� he informed Ron breathily.

�No, I
guess he doesn�t,� Ron laughed, and bent his head to kiss the cold lips, his
tongue parting them gently.

�Ew, gross,
you do realise you�re in the middle of a war here?� Harry shouted, before
lobbing a snowball at the back of Ron�s head, causing him to jerk out of the
kiss.

Ron ignored
him and bent his lips to Severus� ear. �Severus? Should we get another dog
then, d�you think?�

�As long as
we can con someone else into having another baby for us to look after before
our ten years are up�� Severus whispered up to him, hoping Ron would figure out
his meaning; he couldn�t quite bring himself to say it so brazenly when he
wasn�t even used to the implications of what the words he was speaking himself
just yet.

Whatever
Teddy Lupin had done when he had whacked his teeny, supposedly ineffectual fist
against Severus� chest that morning, he had clearly set something ablaze within
the man he didn�t know existed. It wasn�t a fire that needed to be
extinguished, nor did it need to be fuelled any time in the near future. But
Severus couldn�t deny that the fire was there. As terrified as those flames
made him, their sudden presence made him aware of how long he had been without
them. There wasn�t regret, however. Just enjoyment of the flames. So that was
why Severus had spent the day positively glued to the little boy, grateful for
the kindling, and ever-so-subtly testing out whether the fire was real, whether
he could actually do what the fire would result in.

Severus
licked his lips nervously and sent up a tentative smile.

Ron�s
breath became ragged as his mind mulled over those words, and their meaning.
Neither was drunk now. He hid his thrilled face in his husband�s cold neck.

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