A Wedding Story | By : HPRndRobin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 9013 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“WHERE IS THE BOY?” The serpentine voice bellowed.
Lucius Malfoy groaned wearily from his position on the dusty floor. Lucius’ body still shook from the aftereffects of the cruciatus curse, and damn if he wasn’t tired of getting his finely tailored clothes filthy from all the groveling. He was truly getting too old for of tof this madness.
He could still remember the glory days from before the Boy-Who-Lived managed to…well…live. Then the screams of terror, the blood, the gore…were never his. Now though, that the Dark Lord had returned, it seemed he had completely forgone his earlier goals of world domination, ridding the world of Mudbloods…you know, the enjoyable stuff…and had focused solely on his personal obsession with Harry bloody Potter.
Lucius forced himself to rin fin from rolling his eyes. Honestly, basing all of this effort on killing the brat because Sybil Trelawney, that daft cow, had made a prophecy about Potter being able to best the darkest lord in a century.
Lucius’ thoughts were interrupted as Voldemort beckoned for him at last to rise to his feet. To say that the Dark Lord was upset at the fact that he had, yet again, missed out on nabbing Potter would be an understatement. “I am waiting for your answer, Lucius.”
Lucius finally choked out his reply to Voldemort’s earlier question. “My most profuse apologies, Master. When we arrived at his residence, all of Potter’s things were gone. Somehow, he became aware that we have been watching him, and managed to get away.”
Voldemort managed to reign in his temper enough not to ‘Avada’ another useless servant. At the very least, long enough so he could get the rest of his questions answered. “That much is obvious, Lucius. Did you find any evidence of Nagini?”
“Several revealing spells detected traces of snake skin, milord, but she was nowhere to be found.”
“And what of this mysterious wedding? It seems that from what I was able to see through her eyes that every member of Dumbledore’s precious ‘Order’ have been invited, as well as all of Potter’s friends. Were you able to discern who is getting married?”
Lucius allowed himself a small smile of triumph beneath his mask. “That milord is still a mystery, however I do have some good news…” Lucius pulled the crumpled invitation from an inner pocket of his cloak. “…my wife, son and I have been cordially invited to attend the festivities.”
Lucius cringed in distaste at the sight of the evil grin that split the horrid face of his lord and master. Voldemort was so gleeful at Lucius’ news that he didn’t even notice Lucius hastily avert his eyes. The Dark Lord chuckled maniacally. “And it shall be the perfect opportunity to dispose of Harry Potter once and for all. He cost me thirteen long years of wasted time when I could have been ruling the world, and now he cost me my familiar. On August fifteenth, Harry Potter will die.”
Severus went straight for his liquor cabinet the moment he swept into his rooms. He had left Albus and Harry talking in the rooms next to his own-the rooms that Harry would now be occupying for an unknown length of time thanks to his suggestion. He had tarried as long as he dared with the two. He had no desire to let the aged wizard in on the very recent changes that had occurred in his relationship with Harry…at least not yet. Harry had seemed to understand Severus’ reluctance, and had nodded his head conspiratorially to his former professor before Severus had bid them both goodbye.
His hands trembled as he served himself a generous portion of firewhiskey. His usually steely façade had been shattered with just a taste of the boy. It had been a very long time since he shared a kiss with that kind of intensity, and he had never, ever expected to see the emotions he had concealed for so long from Harry reflected back in his former student’s eyes. Severus had given up on finding someone to share his life with long ago, but to think that the object of his affections could possibly feel the same…it was, in a word…earthshattering.
Severus sat in his favorite chair in front of the fireplace, and with a murmured incantation, the hearth was filled with a cheery blue flame that almost immediately rid the dungeon rooms of their dampness. After the first sip of fiery liquid had seared its way down Severus’ throat, he could feel himself calming. He imagined that Albus would probably stay to talk with Harry for a while, and Severus was pondering how long he should wait before visiting Harry’s rooms.
Severus was not about to let this precious find slip through his fingers, and although he desperately did not want Albus’ interference, Severus was already rethinking his hasty retreat from Harry’s quarters. What if the young man hadn’t realized that Severus was trying to maintain their privacy until they had a chance to explore their feelings? What if Harry had misinterpreted Severus leaving to be a sign that he had rethought his position?
The calming effect of the firewhisworewore off quickly as Severus began to replay the entire afternoon in his mind. It didn’t take Severus long to come to the decision to visit Harry as soon as Albus had stopped by to see him. Severus was no fool. Albus Dumbledore was extremely predictable. The old codger would likely drop in after his visit with Harry spouting his usual fatherly advice and requesting that Severus be nicer to Harry during his stay. Severus snorted out loud. Little did the old man know…
So Severus wone one too surprised when just as he stood to retrieve a second glass of whiskey, there was a knock at his door, however he hadn’t expected Albus to come along so quickly. Severus rolled his eyes and let out an aggrieved sigh. Frustrating as this visit would be, he supposed it was better to get it out of the way quickly. Severus’ aggravation at the visit showed on his features. But when he tore open the door and saw who actually stood outside, his harsh scowl dissolved immediately. “Potter?”
Harry rocked back on his heels, hands shoved into the pockets of his faded jeans and smiled shyly. “Good to know that scowl wasn’t meant for me for once.”
Severus stepped back and ushered the younger wizard into his chambers. Still shocked that it had been Harry at his door and not the Headmaster, it took him a few moments to stammer out a reply. “I thought that Albus…never mind. Why are you here?”
Harry gingerly sat down on the edge of Severus’ couch and motioned for his former professor to join him. After Severus had seated himself, Harry began to answer tentatively. “I thought that perhaps after what happened earlier you might not mind my stopping by uninvited. If I was wrong…”
“No…I mean yes…bloody hell.” Severus hissed out a breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. When he opened his eyes, he was stricken by how his apparent indecisiveness had unnerved the young man before him. How could someone so perfect be so sodding insecure?
A genuine smile crept over his face, and he reached out to gently brush the backs of his fingertips over Harry’s cheek. “Forgive me for being unclear. It is perfectly fine that you are here. The reason for my rather bizarre mood is that I was actually quite worried that you might be a bit put off with me for being so abrupt with you in front of Albus. I have grown so weary of Albus’ manipulations that I pr tor to keep what has happened between us to ourselves for now…if you agree, of course.”
Harry chuckled. “We have something in common, sir. I’m quite a bit tired of Albus’ meddling myself.”
r>Severus smirked and relaxed back into the cushions of the sofa. “I believe that considering the circumstances we can dispense with the formalities…Harry.”
“I would like that…Severus.” Harry paused and gently reached out to link his fingers with Severus. Severus gratefully squeezed Harry’s fingertips, earning him a beaming smile from the younger wizard. Harry sighed contentedly and gazed up at Severus through his lashes. “What…exactly…is happening between us?”
Severus’ heart leapt at the feelings of warmth, affection, and intimacy that the simple touch of Harry’s hand had so easily evoked within him. He sincerely hoped that he wasn’t mistaking Harry’s intentions, and wanted to make sure that through his body language and his words he made his own intentions perfectly clear. He leaned forward, closing the space between the two of them to a more intimate distance, his voice a seductive whisper when he answered Harry’s question with a question of his own. “What…exactly…do you want to be happening?”
Harry seemed to radiate anxiety and he averted his eyes when he murmured his reply. “Anything you’ll let me have.”
“Anything that I’ll…” Severus hesitantly started before Harry interrupted.
“Severus, I know that you think of me as a spoiled child. And I truly don’t know how I’ll ever be able to make you consider me as an equal, or to think of me as an adult.” Harry ran his other hand through his hair nervously and glanced apprehensively at his former professor. “I have wanted you for a very long time. I’m not quite sure when my feelings started changing for you, because I’ve been lashing out at you for so long trying to deny how I felt, knowing that you’d never…” Harry paused to take a breath. “When it comes right down to it, you’re the only person whose opinion truly matters to me. I know that you could never feel the same way, but I could find myself easily falling in love with you. I know that you think me silly and immature, and I don’t expect that you could be interested in more than a physical relationship, but I thought you deserved to know how I truly felt.”
Severus blinked for a moment, trying to absorb all Harry was saying, and then narrowed his gaze. “Do you honestly think that little of yourself?”
Severus could again see the fear of rejection in Harry’s body language. The younger man tried to turn away, and Severus sighed. “I should have killed those bloody Muggles for what they’ve done to you.” Severus cupped Harry’s chin in his hand, and forced the younger wizard to see the truth in his eyes. “I do not think of you as ‘silly’ or ‘immature’. If I’ve shouted that at you during one of our rows, I only did it to hide my own insecurity. I never thought that you would ever consider a relationship with me. You are the most beautiful man I have ever met, Harry Potter. It is I who should be privileged that you want anything to do with me, much less gift me with such a wonderful thing as your love. You are worthy of everything, Harry, not just anything.”
“Thank you, Severus.” Harry closed the remaining distance between the two of them, and claimed Severus’ lips in a languid kiss that seemed to last forever. Severus was finding himself quickly getting lost in the heady sensation of kissing Harry, and having his body so close, but as he felt Harry’s hands move to unbutton his robes, Severus forced himself to pull back and still Harry’s hands.
“No. Not tonight…at least.” Severus smiled reassuringly at Harry when he saw the confusion etched on the younger wizard’s face. “Please don’t misunderstand. I desperately want to make love with you, but it’s too soon. I don’t want you to misconstrue my intentions by us taking this step too quickly. Tonight I just want to kiss you, hold you, and shower you with attention, if you will let me. I want spend the night talking with you, learning all about the man you’ve become…your hopes, your desires, your dreams…and I want to share mine with you as well. I want to find out all about the real Harry Potter.”
Harry met Severus’ eyes, a trace of bitterness in his voice. “Can I ever really be just ‘Harry’ to you? Can you ever truly see past how awful my father and his friends were to you?”
“I stopped confusing you with ‘James’ a long time ago. When I had to rescue you from your relatives’ house that night, I had every illusion that I’ve ever held about you shattered. I knew then that you had never been spoiled or coddled as your father had been during his youth. After all was said and done, that was the night I finally admitted to myself how much I wanted you as a part of my life. You are not the only one who could easiall all in love. I fear I might already be there.”
Harry beamed at Severus confidently, as relieved tears streaked down his face. “No Severus, don’t fear it. There is enough fear and uncertainty outside these walls. Let’s not waste another moment on fear.”
In an unspoken agreement, they closed the distance between them, and their lips met in a tender kiss that spoke of things to come: of long passionate nights, of lazy days filled with warm caresses, of a future spent together. Both wizards had a great deal of emotional scars, but tonight they had taken the first step towards healing them.
In a corner of the room, the four translucent foundstirstirred themselves from the heartrending sight in front of them at Rowena’s urging, and retreated back to their hidden lair.
Helga wiped tears from her own eyes. “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed.”
Godric bobbed his head in agreement. “Rowena, I never believed your heir would have it in him after all of his years of shuttering his emotions away to be so open and honest with Harry. He is truly a remarkable young man.”
“I know. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.” Her eyes lit up as the full implications of what they had witnessed finally made its impact. “You do realize what this means? The fact that they realize their love for one another can only strengthen the bond. After the wedding they will be joined not only by the strength of our blood and magic, but by their own love.”
Salazar smiled an evil smile. “And Tom Marvolo Riddle will never know what hit him.”
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