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The week
was flashing by with indecent speed and both Ron and Severus found themselves
wishing the time backwards. The campsite was still deserted apart from them,
despite the glorious weather, and they had fallen into a lazy, easy existence
which neither wanted to come to an end.

They�d had
no contact with anyone in England
at all and it felt startlingly peaceful. Even when George had apparated out of
the camp to go and check on Remus, the bubble wasn�t pierced. When he�d come
back saying he needn�t have bothered, that everything was fine and that the
shop was thriving, it only served to add to the contentment.

And that
was how Severus had let himself be talked into going to the beach.

�I don�t
mind looking at them but sand is a aberration to mankind,� he muttered to Ron
as they walked hand in hand through the wood, which looked spectacular, to
reach the beach.

�It�s deserted there, nobody�s been there when any of us have been, and you�ll
love it. Stop being a whinger,� Ron squeezed his hand.

�You are starting to sound a bit broken
record,� George grinned at him.

Severus
didn�t know whether Charlie had said anything to the twins about their
conversation a few days before, but both seemed to have quietened since. And
everyone in the group was fully clothed. Not that Severus had mentioned that
particular part of his discomfort, but Charlie seemed intuitive enough to have
guessed.

He saw the
path widen out about two hundred metres ahead of them with light pooling in,
and then he smelt the sea before he saw it.

�Last one
to the water sucks Merlin�s balls!� Fred declared, and hurtled into a run.

Ron
instantly let go of Severus� hand and chased after him, long legs catching him
up quickly, and overtaking.

Severus
caught George looking at him. �You�ve got to be joking; do you know how long
it�s been since I ran anywhere?�

George
snorted. �Come on old man, I�ll race you.�

�I�m not
ol-� Severus snapped, but George smirked and took flight.

I fucking hate running. And I hate
racing people. But
against his better judgement, Severus was already running, feeling idiotic, but
considering everyone�s back was turned to him, not really caring. Easier than I thought it�d be. Ha.
Severus broke even with George and afforded himself a smirk as he overtook
thanks to his longer stride.

�This is
bogus!� he heard George shout in protest, and heard Charlie laughing, but
Severus kept running, eyes stinging as he emerged from the trees onto the
bleached sand, but not stopping.

Urgh. I really do hate sand. If there was one thing Severus
couldn�t stand, it was the feeling of sand in his shoes. He hurtled towards
Ron, who had stopped at the shoreline, and managed to come to a halt by
throwing his arms around him, nearly toppling them both into the sea.

�Did you
just win a race?� Ron laughed.

�I think I
did,� Severus panted, reaching down to remove his shoes to get rid of the
hideous feeling.

�And I came
second,� Charlie grinned, and turned back to George, who had flopped down on
the sand dramatically just where the wood ended and the beach began. �And that
means you suck, George!�

The only
answer was an abrupt middle finger being stuck up in the air.

Severus
laughed and looked around the beach. �Hey, you�re right, it is empty!�

�Well we�re
occasionally right once in a while, you know,� Fred rolled his eyes and pulled
off his t-shirt, lobbing it in George�s direction, and then splashed into the
sea, having worn his swimming trunks through the wood.

�You going
for a swim?� Ron asked, tugging his t-shirt over his head and sending his hair
into disarray.

�Think
about what you just asked me,� Severus raised an eyebrow, smirking.

�Oh, come
on,� Ron grabbed his hand and tried to pull him towards the water. �So you
don�t even bloody swim?� Ron rolled his eyes. �You�re forty, not eighty.�

�Close enough
for me,� Severus backed away.

�Oh fine,
suit yourself,� Ron shrugged, a little too stroppily for it to have been a
casual remark.

Severus
frowned as he watched Ron turn and wade his way into the sea, splashing water
up in front of him.

First running. Then swimming. Too
much for one day.
Severus retreated back up the beach to where Charlie was making a rudimentary
camp of a blanket out of the few bits they�d bought with them to the beach. He
chucked his shoes down on the sand. �Want help?�

Charlie
shook his head, the sun catching his curls and making them positively gleam.
�They�ll just trash it when they come back anyway,� he laughed, and dropped
down on the blanket on his back, moving his sunglasses into place.

Severus
grinned and sat down next to him, knees bent, looking out at the sea, which was
a beautiful shimmering mass of blues and greens. He drew in breath as Ron
ducked beneath the water, holding his nose, before emerging with dark hair
plastered to his head, shaking it slightly. Mmm.
My own personal porn show.

Ron
shrieked as Fred sent a huge splash in his direction before reciprocating.
Engaged in the splash fight, they looked more similar than ever, the water
flattening the different textures between their hair, body differences masked
by the water flying everywhere.

�Do they always fight like that?� Severus didn�t turn his head away.

�Who?�
Charlie sat up a little. �Oh yeah. Ron and Fred are always at one another. Ever
since they were little.�

�Why?�
Severus smiled as Ron lost his balance and landed face first in the water.

�I�ve never
really figured it out. Fiercely protective of one another though, when it comes
to it, which is probably why Fred reacted so verbally when you two announced
you were together.�

Severus
looked to the side and saw George still sprawled out on the sand. �Is he okay?�

Charlie
looked across Severus and worked on his bottom lip. �Probably just bitter about
losing the race��

�I am not bitter about losing the race!� George snapped, and finally got up,
sand falling off his back and out of his hair. �I was just enjoying the sun.�

He flopped
down on the blanket and Severus moved up for him.

�So, who�s
old now?� Severus couldn�t resist a little taunting.

�I take it
back,� George held up his hands. �You can move when you want to. Like we used
to imply you�d move when confronted with shampoo��

Severus
tutted. �Cheek.�

�It was the
truth though,� George tilted his head. �You certainly asked for all the grief
you were given from the students.�

Severus
said nothing and focussed his eyes back in the sea, where Ron was pointing at
something and discussing something with Fred, clearly outlining the conditions
of a race.

�Do they
ever tire of trying to compete with one another?� he frowned.

George
laughed and jumped to his feet, shrugging out of his t-shirt as he went and
lobbing it at Charlie. �Nope! WAIT FOR ME!� he hollered at them, and took off
again.

�Nope is
right,� Charlie sat up properly. �They�re always competing till they tire
themselves out. You saw that the other day with the �how many croissants can
you eat in a minute� contest.�

�Yes, but I
came out of that victorious,� Severus winked.

�Shockingly!
You don�t seem to have much of an appetite normally, I think they were all
stunned into silence.�

Severus
grinned. He hadn�t been properly on a beach in years. Normally it just involved
sitting in his car and staring at the sea, but actually being on one was a
different matter. Yet again he felt out of his comfort zone and itched to go
back to the tent and read. He�d bought his book but it wouldn�t feel the same. You need to get over yourself.

And Severus
really tried to accustom himself to it, but he was finding himself more and
more frustrated with the fact he just couldn�t, two hours later. Ron had
tumbled out of the sea, dripping wet and laughing, and had tried to involve him
in conversation but Severus wasn�t feeling particularly chatty due to his
anger. This is why you should be kept
from human company.

Ron had
abandoned him with a heavy sigh after Severus told him, quite rudely, to leave
him alone. But Ron wasn�t stupid, he knew that his husband needed space and
willingly gave him it, namely because he couldn�t stand him when he was
miserable. And Ron hated that he felt that way but couldn�t deny it was the
truth. He�d never been very capable of understanding a bad mood when there was
no cause for one, and he didn�t give Severus any exceptions to that rule.

So it was
grumpily that he was laying on his front, trailing a pattern with his finger in
the sand at the edge of the blanket, whilst Charlie swam, Fred and George
pissed about in the sea, and Severus sulkily walked the length of the beach.

I know this is all new for him but
he�s not even really trying.

Ron didn�t
like that he was grumpy about it, either. Everything took compromise and he
knew Severus had only agreed to the holiday to keep him happy.

And I�m having a great time, I just
wish you�d bloody stop acting like this is all beneath you.

Ron wasn�t
sure that was what his husband was feeling, but it certainly came across that
way when he refused to partake in anything under the guise of his age. What
annoyed Ron more was that he personally was holding back.

What the fuck else can I do? I�m
trying to be more adult with the conversation, just to keep him happy. Does he
want me to be miserable?

Ron batted
that thought away, because he knew Severus certainly didn�t want him to be
miserable at all, but probably didn�t see that his reserved nature was already
making him that way. Whether that was selfish of him or not, Ron didn�t know.
All he was trying to do was enjoy himself.

He swirled
his index finger in the sand and felt a grumble of hunger in his stomach
pressed into the blanket. He was sticky all over from the suncream he�d had to
plaster himself with the last time he came out of the sea. Being pale certainly
had plenty of disadvantages, but he also knew he was getting browner by the
day, and his face looked definitely sun-kissed. He got to his feet and started
towards the water moodily.

�You�re
going back in again?� Severus� voice called to him, surprised.

�Yeah,� Ron looked up. �I was planning on, unless you have something enthralling for me to do?� His tone was dry, and
he resented that, but he couldn�t help it.

A flash of
hurt went through his husband�s face but Ron didn�t let himself feel bad about
it. �No, suppose not,� Severus turned towards the blanket.

�Sure I
can�t tempt you in the water?� Ron asked again, knowing he was banging his head
against a brick wall. �It�s pretty warm.�

�No
thanks,� Severus sat down and looked up at him, the sun catching on his hair
and turning it a blaze of gold.

Ron heard
splashing behind him and turned to see his brothers making their way out of the
sea, laughing.

�We�re
going to head back for lunch and come back in a bit,� Charlie announced. �You
coming?�

�No, I�m
going to stay,� Ron said, despite the grumbling in his stomach. �I�ll get
something later.�

�Severus?�
Charlie asked.

�No, I�ll
stay,� Severus looked up at Ron. If only
to ask you why you�re suddenly sounding so resentful.

�Suit
yourselves,� Fred moved off and with a fleeting smile, George and Charlie
followed him.

Severus
waited until they�d disappeared into the woods before turning back to Ron.

�What�s
your problem?� He asked lightly.

�I just
want another swim,� Ron shrugged, face creasing in a frown.

�It�s
clearly something more than that,� Severus looked at him.

Ron sighed
and dropped to his knees in the sand. �I just feel like you�re being
deliberately grumpy to avoid having to do anything I like doing.�

�Like
what?� Severus narrowed his eyes.

�Swimming,
for one,� Ron pointed at the sea.

�So I don�t
want to take my clothes off in front of your brothers, you want to string me up
over that?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�Is it really about that though? Not because in fact you think that this sort
of thing is below you as a high and mighty forty year old?�

�Is that
what you think?� Severus� voice raised slightly. �You think I�m not taking part
in this because I�m too much of a snob to do it?�

Ron
realised, too late, that he should have considered the answer he was about to
give, but his mouth ran away with him. �Yeah, actually, I do.�

�That�s
unfair,� Severus winced unwillingly. Shit.
I suppose I might have looked really aloof but I didn�t think he�d jump to that
conclusion.

�Is it?�
Ron shrugged. �Because you don�t seem to want to do anything we do, you don�t
want to participate in it. I know this isn�t your idea of a holiday, I get that
now. And next time we can go to a hotel and I can be the one feeling like I
don�t belong, alright? And you can look down on me and enjoy yourself.� He
jumped up and stormed through the sand, but was surprised when a hand caught
his wrist and tugged him back.

�I can�t
believe you think this is about me being a snob,� Severus said quietly. �It�s
not.�

�Then what
the fuck is it about? I�m trying to keep things to a level where you won�t feel
excluded, but I�m clearly doing something wrong.�

Ron tugged
his hand out of Severus� grip and stomped a little further before he was caught
again.

�Let me
explain before you storm off,� Severus snapped, and Ron tensed at the different
tone of his voice. �I�m not being a snob, I�m pretty pissed off that you think
I�m looking down on you. Have you ever considered that maybe I just feel too
old to be doing all the things you�re doing? That I might not be comfortable
wandering around with my top off, diving in the sea in front of people who just
love to take the piss out of me, whether friendly or not?�

He paused
for breath and Ron felt a stab of guilt in his gut. He swallowed and made to
speak, but Severus cut him off.

�I�m
trying, Ron. I ran this morning; do you know how long it�s been since I ran
anywhere?�

Suitably
chastised, Ron let his gaze fall to the sand, embarrassed.

�I can�t
believe you thought I was holding back from everything because I thought it was
below me,� Severus repeated, his voice returning to its usual soft melody.

He was
still holding Ron�s wrist tight in his fingers and let it go, but Ron reached
back and caught his hand. �I�m sorry, I should have considered that, I
guess...�

�I didn�t
exactly help, though,� Severus closed the gap between them and kissed his
cheek. �We�re both at fault, I think.�

�If I asked
you to prove what you just said to me, would you do it?� Ron asked quietly.

Severus
nodded instantly.

�Well,
we�re alone now; nobody�s here but me, and I�ve seen every part of you. So�
come for a swim with me?�

Bastard. �Fine,� Severus managed to force
the word out of his mouth, not too bitterly. He let go of Ron and rid himself
of his clothes down to his pants, which, no matter how much Ron might want them
to, were not coming off.

He walked
past him purposefully and headed straight into the sea, the warm water
swallowing his legs and he kept going until he was standing waist-deep.
�There?� He raised his hands. �Happy now?�

Ron charged
into the water towards him with a big grin plastered over his face. �Happy,� he
grabbed Severus around the waist and pushed him down into the water playfully.

Nose
burning as salty water shot up it; Severus retaliated by scooping up water and
sending it back in Ron�s face; he laughed, fell down with a splash, and raked
his hands through his hair.

�See, you do know how to play,� Ron smirked.

Severus
managed to stand again, blowing the remnants of the water out of his nose and
coughing at the burning in his throat. �What a way to endear me to your cause,
drowning me.�

He turned
and swam further out, slower than he would have liked. Its years since I swam anywhere� surprised I can remember how to.

�If I had
drowned you, I would save you!� Ron grinned, and ploughed through the water
after him, catching him up quickly. �I�m rather good at the whole water saving
thing.�

He grabbed
Severus� wrist and pulled him back towards him, and then scooped him up into
his arms, bridal style, with a grin.

�Put me down you idiot,� Severus laughed, feeling remarkably girlish.

�No, see, I
have to save you,� Ron turned them round in the water. �And for someone who
doesn�t approve of such childish games, you�re clinging to my neck awfully
tight, Mr. Snape.�

He smirked
as he waded them back towards the sand and Severus decided, as they were alone,
playing along wouldn�t hurt. He gave a few pathetic coughs and a small groan.

Ron
laughed. �What�s that, you need resuscitation?� He sped up, jumping through the
water. �I think I can manage that, just hold on, good sire, for I shall rescue
thee��

Water fell
off Severus� body as Ron somehow managed to carry his bulk even as the water
level around them dropped. He felt the material of his underwear clinging to
his body. And then without warning, he was dropped on his back on the shore and
Ron was on top of him, kissing him deeply, hands grabbing Severus� own and
pinning them level with his head. Water trickled up around the bottom halves of
their bodies as the sea drew in and out around them. Severus gasped as it
surged up around his groin in a warm heat.

�Oh look,
you�re alive,� Ron grinned down at him.

Severus
gave some more pathetic coughs and closed his eyes, mouth falling open with a
small gagging sound.

�Oh, looks
like I didn�t do it well enough,� Ron rolled his eyes, and ducked his head for
a slow, heat-inducing kiss which made Severus grow in his wet pants. �Well, if
you�re not conscious, your dick certainly is.�

He couldn�t
keep up the dead pretence any longer with that and Severus burst into laughter,
fighting his hands out of Ron�s grip and bringing them up to rest on his back.
Ron squirmed against him slightly.

�I�m
clearly not the only one awake,� Severus winked, pushing his hips up to prove
his point, and his breath hitched as they connected. �That feels so delicious��

Ron smiled
and ducked his head to plant a kiss at the hollow of Severus� throat. �The
beach is empty,� he breathed, spreading his legs a little to be able to push
tighter with his hips. �And the others aren�t coming back yet��

Severus
moaned slightly at the friction and tilted his head so his own mouth could seek
out a neck to kiss. More water washed up around them and he felt Ron�s hands in
his wet hair. Sex on the beach� that�s
going too far� dry humping is a different Quidditch game, however� Forcibly
he rolled Ron onto his back so he himself was on top and grinned down at him.

�Let the
sea run over your balls for a bit,�
Severus smirked, and attacked the long line of Ron�s throat, gloriously exposed
as his head tilted back.

�Mmmmm,�
Ron breathed, sliding his hand down to grope at Severus� backside.

They
quickly fell into a slow, dizzy rhythm of kisses and thrusting hips, each
connection making them harder. Forgetting where they were, Severus couldn�t
help the groan which slipped past his usually guarded tongue into Ron�s skin,
and it was quickly followed by another. Ron hooked a leg up over his hip and
both of them grunted at the new closeness and friction the position created.
Severus felt the tell-tale tingle which was burning at the tip of his cock and
he fought it off, wanting to create tension in his body. He thrust in again and
Ron muttered an obscenity into his neck. Severus closed two fingertips over the
newly pierced nipple on Ron�s chest and squeezed lightly, provoking a growling
moan out of his husband�s throat, as he had intended. Ron�s other leg hooked
over Severus� adjacent hip and he found himself trapped on top of him, pushed
into his body. He fought to stave off his orgasm, only just winning. He bent
his head to lick around the piercing before putting his lips around it and
teasing with his tongue softly.

That was
too much for Ron, who clutched at his back, and cried out Severus� name as he
clenched his legs around his hips and came with a series of gasps, arms
trembling and erection so sated he felt like he was going to wet himself from
feeling so utterly relaxed. Not seeing the point in holding on, which was
virtually impossible anyway, Severus crushed his face into Ron�s neck and
moaned his own release into the soft, damp skin. His stomach flooded with
sticky heat and he jerked with unusual length into Ron�s body.

When
finally he fell still, Ron murmured in his ear. �Christ, good thing we�re by
the water. That was a lot��

�Mmm, I
know,� Severus pulled up slightly, face flushed in a haze of pleasure. �I might
come to the beach with you more often, you know��

Ron laughed
and kissed him again.

They were
so lost in each other they didn�t know they had just been watched for the
entire episode. And the kiss prevented them from seeing George unfreeze from
where he stood, breathing heavily, face crossed between shock and longing. He
grabbed his t-shirt from the sand, what he�d originally turned back for,
halfway through the wood, and quietly exited the beach.

***

�You�ve
been quiet all afternoon,� Severus said pointedly to George as they sat
watching Charlie attempt to get a campfire going, whilst Ron and Fred bought
some food from the village.

And he had.
When the others had returned to the beach, hiding their surprise at finding
Severus in the sea with Ron, George had seemingly folded in on himself,
becoming quiet and withdrawn. Everyone had asked him what was wrong but George
had simply shrugged them off, Severus had noticed. He hadn�t even commented
when Severus eventually had to give up and emerge from the sea, tired,
underwear clinging to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination as he hid
behind Ron.

He wasn�t
surprised when George just shrugged and said, �Have I?�

Clouds had
crept over the sky as evening fell, bringing with them the scent of rain for
the first time since they�d been there. Severus was glad. It might break down some of this unbearable fucking heat. He was
sat in another of Ron�s old t-shirts and a baggy pair of shorts Ron had almost
wrestled him in to. He felt thoroughly scruffy and un-forty like, but he had to
admit was cooler sitting there that way. Even
if I do look like a prick.

�Quieter
than keeps me comfortable,� Charlie said, straightening up. �I need to go and
find some more wood for this, I�ll be back in a sec��

He walked
away and an uncomfortable silence settled over the camp, which was unusual,
seeing as Severus considered that he and George had been getting along much
more successfully since the car journey.

�Is
everything alright?� Severus asked. Here
we go again, agony witch indeed.

George
didn�t answer immediately, though Severus could see in the dim lights that he
was considering his words before he spoke. �If I talk to you about something,
can you promise not to spread it about my family like dragon pox?� George
finally muttered.

Severus
fought down his chuckle and answered him in the positive.

�Remember
that conversation we had the other day, about bat euphemisms?� George said
quietly.

�Yes,�
Severus frowned.

�And we
talked about the bat potentially swinging both ways?�

�Yes��
Severus felt an inward smirk of smugness, his assumptions of George�s recent
behaviour were apparently correct.

George
exhaled and frowned at the campfire. �I think the bat might be swinging both
ways.�

�I know,�
Severus smiled.

�How did
you know?�

�Call it intuition.�

�Not
Gaydar?� George couldn�t help it as his lips twitched into a smile.

Severus
couldn�t help his laugh. �Or that, if you want to call it as such.�

George
swallowed before he spoke again. �I�m really� sorry. This afternoon I saw you
and Ron, uh� on the beach.�

Severus
thanked Merlin and all other magical folk held in high esteem that the sky was
darkening and his blush wasn�t as prominent as it would have been in daylight.
�Sorry to you, we thought we were alone,� he replied quietly.

George
laughed and shook his head. �Don�t apologise. If I had that much passion for
someone I�d be doing that all over
the place.�

�So what�s
the issue?� Severus leant forward.

�Issue thy
name is Fred,� George said wryly, chewing on his bottom lip with worry.

�Ignore
him. You�re your own person, George.�

�I just
don�t know though. Whether it�s worth upsetting the apple cart� I mean� how did
you figure it out?�

�I slept
with someone,� Severus answered bluntly. �And whilst it worked I wouldn�t
advocate as the simple route, even if it was the quickest.�

George
sniggered and sat up straight. �I�m sorry if I�ve made things uncomfortable for
you.�

�No, of
course not� just everyone�s been whispering as to why you�ve been a bit off, is
all. And they�re just concerned.�

�I�ll
figure it out,� George shrugged. �But I�m sorry for ragging on you every time
you touched Ron� it was just reminding me of it.�

�Well, you
were the one that chose to come on holiday with, to all intents and purposes,
three gay men,� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�Fair
point,� George laughed again. �But then two of them are my siblings and I�m not
that desperate.�

�Am I making you uncomfortable?� Severus
gasped. �Is it me?� Christ almighty. Have
I got bloody pheromones that attract Weasley in my blood or something?

�You look a
lot more attractive than you did two years ago, lets put it that way,� George
said stiffly. �But you�re as off bounds as they automatically are. You�re still
family even if not blood.�

They were
distracted from their conversation by a soft pop in the air, and then a female
voice. Severus whipped his head around and was surprised to see Tonks, looking
pale, holding Teddy.

�Tonks?� He
got to his feet uncertainly, squinting in the dark camp. He shot his wand at
the wood Charlie had left gathered and lit a fire to cast some more light.

�Severus,�
her voice was notably cool towards him.

�Is
everything alright?� Severus asked, taking in the demeanour of her face and
slightly shaking hands.

�Everything�s
fine. I want to have a word with Ron, if possible?�

�He�s in
the village at the minute, getting food,� George explained, suddenly level with
Severus. �Hey Teddy!� He went forward and took the baby from Tonks with a smile
which she barely returned.

�Is Remus
alright?� Severus tried to tempt her into conversation, but her lips drew into
a thinner line at that. Right, so no,
Remus is clearly the problem.

His mind quickly
ran through all the possible problems. It wasn�t full moon, so it wasn�t his
lycanthropy. Tonks answered George�s enquiry if everything was alright at the
shop in the positive, so it wasn�t that either. But he was failing to see why
she would want to talk with Ron.

�Would you
like a drink or something?� George asked her, and she shook her head and sank
wordlessly into one of the empty chairs around the campfire, whilst George shot
a concerned glance at Severus, who shrugged in confusion back.
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