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The Fairy and the Vampire	By : starstruck86 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Ron Views: 4051 -:- 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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A/N: This story was borne from me
thinking about the parties of my teenage years. About how those parties always had some essential elements. Friendly teasing, comments on the attire of the attendees,
secrets that emerge, flirtation, arguments. There�s always a couple racing
towards the end for sex, and yet they sometimes find they don�t really get it
and spend the night talking instead; in their place someone else has sex with
somebody they should really have thought twice about. Then there�s the person
who gets dangerously ill and worries the hell out of everyone. There�s also the
person who gets totally pissed and does things they wouldn�t usually do in
company.

And then I thought �hell, think how
much funner ALL of these elements would be at a
wizarding party. And thus this fic was planted in my
mind, easily able to slip into the plotlines of my RW/SS series which can all
be found under my UN, though, it�s pretty easy to read as a Oneshot
too, with smut in both chapters, though as I�ve hinted, it doesn�t rush to the
same conclusion as usual. Some hooks to �Linger� in this too, but not
essentially so.

I dedicate this especially to Davinci and Talley. Talley, your last two reviews really
bolstered me �I must confess when you left them I was never going to post this
up because I was at a �nobody loves me� totally unbecoming emo
low. You made it happen! ;) Big love to you both for being
such lovely reviewers.

Sorry for the ESSAY of an author�s
note� *blush* Please review and rate!

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�You know
I�m genuinely terrified to see what you look like?� Severus could barely hold
down his laughter as he waited outside the closed bedroom door.

�I look
like what I�m going as,� Ron said back through the door. �A
right bloody poof!�

�You could
always have turned down the dare,� Severus told him, for the hundredth time.
�There was no need to make this a reality.�

The bedroom
door swung open and Severus was immediately relieved that he hadn�t had
anything to drink since that morning, or he might have actually wet himself as
he creased up with laughter at the sight of his husband�s fancy dress costume.

�I never
back down from a dare,� Ron said, his testy expression completely out of place
compared to how he was dressed.

Which was,
incidentally, in a short sparkly pink net tutu over tight black jeans, a black
t-shirt, with fairy wings charmed to his back and twinkling halo floating above
his red hair. His wand was in his hand but he had charmed it so the end was
star shaped and it glittered silver, instead of the
usual wood finish.

�Hey, I
never specified trousers in the dare.�

Ron growled
as he pushed his husband back into the wall and moved his face into his. �The
jeans stay put.�

�Alright,
no need to get lairy,� Severus simply couldn�t stop laughing. �How much can you
see without the jeans on?�

�Too much,�
Ron released him and smoothed down his t-shirt.

�I notice you picked the tightest top and pair of jeans you could find,
though?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�Well, if
one has the goods�� Ron threw back flirtatiously over
his shoulder as he walked to their kitchen. �I think these are actually yours
from the eighties.�

Severus was
laughing again as he stood against the hallway wall, one hand massaging over
his chest. The costume was a welcome reprieve from his grumpiness caused by the
fact that he would be spending New Year�s Eve at a party; a party thrown and
hosted by Harry Potter, and set in Grimmauld
Place. Severus hated parties and didn�t like the
host much better.

To liven up
the prospect, he had made a dare on Christmas Day. He and Ron had been
discussing costume options and it had all gotten rather silly when Ron
suggested that neither of them wear anything and simply go along as nudists.
Unsurprisingly disinclined towards that particular suggestion, Severus� eyes
had fallen on the pouting fairy on top of their Christmas tree, and thus the
dare had been born.

Never in a
million years had he expected Ron to seize on the dare with both hands and take
him up on it. Or that he would then re-double his efforts to find a costume
which Severus could wear. They�d had so many arguments on the subject Severus
was considering infecting himself with something mildly life-threatening and
outrageously contagious just to get out of it. But Ron had grown wise to that
when he�d caught him stalking a doxy in the cellar. Out of the three poxes
�dragon, doxy and pixie, doxy was the least disfiguring. Severus had been
mightily upset that he�d been rumbled.

�Come on,
you old bat,� Ron grinned cheerfully, appearing back in the kitchen doorframe,
the lights glinting off his halo. �You�d better not be whining about that
bloody doxy again. Playing Healers and MediWizards isn�t actually much fun when
one of you is truly sick and it�s not just a mildly arousing sexual role play.�

�Mildly arousing?� Severus hooked up an eyebrow. �Is that what you�d call the mess you made on the sheets last week? Mildly arousing?!�

His only
answer was a quick obscene hand gesture as Ron disappeared from sight again,
wings fluttering. Sighing, Severus turned into the bedroom and looked at the
costume hanging on the door. It wasn�t that much different to his usual wizard
robes, bar the white shirt, red cummerbund and tiny black bow tie.

�Come on Victoire,� Ron said from the hallway. �Let�s go and laugh
at Uncle Severus!�

�Out,�
Severus turned round and pointed.

Ron sat
pointedly down on the bed with his goddaughter in his lap, where she sat trying
to swipe at his halo. �No, no, we want to be here for this.�

�Get out,�
Severus tried again, pulling his wand out of his pocket.

�You
wouldn�t curse your sweet, beautiful little goddaughter-in-law, would you?� Ron
held the toddler up for effect. �I�ve got to say, it�d really ruin all the good
effort with my family.�

�Would it
get me out of the party?� Severus asked hopefully as he re-pocketed the wand,
while Ron laughed and got to his feet.

�Come on
Vic, he�s a right grumpy bugger, �int he? Let�s go
and find George for some goodbye hugs, yes?� Ron left again and Severus
instantly began changing, before he could come back, hearing the baby shouting
�goggie!� enthusiastically at their year old dog,
George. Severus smiled as he heard Ron correct her with �doggy� only to be
drowned out with a more excited �Goggie, Won, goggie!�

They were
taking Victoire back to Bill and Fleur that evening
at the party; they�d been away for a week and left their child in Ron�s hands,
as surprised as everyone else at the aptitude he seemed to have for looking
after children.� Severus wasn�t surprised
at all -just like with everything, if Ron put his mind to something, he
eventually turned out good at it. And Severus was glad, because although he was
finally used to having babies around, it didn�t mean he liked changing them or
cleaning up sick or, especially, having food thrown at his face in a temper.

He was just
fastening the sumptuously red velvet lined cloak when Ron appeared back in the
doorframe, face breaking into a grin at the sight of his transformed husband.

�Oh, very
swish,� Ron laughed, bounding across the room and throwing his arms under the
cape and squeezing.

With a
resigned sigh, Severus picked up the edges and completely engulfed Ron�s thin
body in the material. �Would you like me to do the stupid Russian vampire voice
or is it unnecessary?�

�Sadly for
you my little blood-sucking vampire, it�s most certainly necessary,� Ron
sighed.

�Oh, for the love of God.�

�You didn�t
veto the vampire,� Ron crowed at him irritatingly.

�Well it
was the only option!� Severus growled, but resigned himself. �I
vant to suck your blood, Mr. Veasley.�

He was
surprised as Ron shivered with a longing groan in his arms and pulled back out
of the cape, drawing his glittering wand. �Open your mouth.�

�You�re not
going to spell me so I speak like that all night, are you?� Severus asked in
alarm.

�No,� Ron
laughed, �I�m going to give you fangs.�

�You�re not
doing anything to my teeth!� Severus� hand flew to his mouth and covered it.

�C�mon, you have to have fangs!�

�They�re��

�Severus,
what was the point of getting your teeth fixed if you never show them off?�

�After
nearly forty-one years of them, one doesn�t instantly stop hating them!�

�Open your
gob and shut up.�

Furious,
Severus did as he was told, whilst bitterly ranting inwardly. He would
transfigure them back at the earliest possible opportunity when Ron wasn�t
looking. Severus was surprised that he felt nothing as Ron narrowed his eyes in
concentration as he worked.

�All done!
Wow, they look great!� Ron squinted at his handiwork, and then gestured to the
mirror.

Severus
looked and was surprised to see how real Ron had managed to get them. He was
also surprised fitting how they looked. Heh. Now you know why sixteen years worth of Hogwarts students thought you
were a vampire. You really look the part.

�I�ve just
had my teeth sharpened by a bloody ponce in a tutu,�
he sighed.

�And this
is before we�ve even made the party,� Ron laughed.

***

Ron rang
the re-instated magical doorbell of 12
Grimmauld Place steeling himself for the lewd
comments he was about to be on the receiving end of. He had told nobody of his
costume plans and he was going to get it in the neck all night long. Severus,
next to him, holding onto Victoire, looked far more
respectable, though Ron wasn�t sure Fleur would think so when she saw her baby
being cuddled by a very convincing vampire.

Ron rang
again and tugged George away from the plant he was thinking about cocking his
leg against. �Oh come on, Harry, its fucking freezing out here when you�re a
fairy.�

Severus
snorted and shifted Victoire in his arms. �It�s
because you�re with me, you know he loves to wind me up.�

�Hmm,�
Ron�s lips thinned into a line.

�I expect
nothing less. And, I can�t exactly be
accused of taking the moral high ground.�

�No. I
suppose not,� Ron smiled unwillingly at the memory of the hexing war that
Severus had started during dinner on Christmas Eve at The Burrow with an
exploding Christmas pudding and a laxative-laced glass of eggnog, both of which
had not-so-mysteriously ended up in front of Harry.

A shape
finally appeared in the hallway through the glass and the door opened only
centimetres before a mirthful shriek screamed out at them.

�Oh sweet Godric�s underpants!�
Ginny covered her mouth �she herself was dressed as a rather glamorous cat
woman, with real ears and a tail.

�The
greetings round here have really gone downhill,� Ron deadpanned.

Ginny was
still laughing when Harry ambled up behind her, dressed rather unimaginatively
in his old Hogwarts uniform.

�Oh, what�s
that crap?� Ron�s mouth fell open in anguish. �The rest of us go to bloody
effort and you shove that on and think you�ve got a winner?!�

�My other
costume kind of got ruined,� Harry eyed him up and down with a small smirk at
Ginny. �And anyway, why bother competing; you�ve clearly won the �gayest
costume� award of the night!�

�Any chance of you letting us in?� Severus asked. �The baby�s heavy and George is trying to make dinner out of your begonias.�

�Oooooh,
let me see you speak again!� Ginny became transfixed with him and Severus
coloured under her scrutiny.

�No,� he said, trying to keep his lips together, but that was ruined as Ron
reached round and pinched his arse through his cloak. �Oh, that�s low, Ron,
you�re meant to be on my side-�

�They�re
really cool!� Ginny exclaimed, reaching out for Victoire.
�Very authentic, as is the rest of you. You might want
to be careful or you�ll have every girl and boy who ever had a crush on you at
school and a thing for vampires stalking you for the night,� she winked and
sauntered off down the hallway in a way which told the three wizards at the
door she expected them to watch her.

�Want me to
teach you how to do it?� Ron raised an eyebrow at Harry, amused at his sister�s
barely concealed confession.

Harry
looked vaguely repulsed as he shook his head and stood back to let them in. Ron
dropped George�s lead as soon as the door was shut and he belted off to find
someone to play with.

�You really
are a treat,� Harry sighed sarcastically, his eyes raking up and down Ron�s
body. �Give me a twirl, then.�

Ron did as
he was asked, twirling his wand with him and creating a trail of glitter in the
air as he went and Severus was overcome with laughter again.

�And you
look surprisingly good,� Harry said begrudgingly.

�And you
look unsurprisingly rubbish, zero points for effort, Harry.� Severus replied
silkily, folding his arms over his chest.

Neither
Harry nor Ron could deny that he looked anything other than imposing in
costume, deliciously so in Ron�s view and irritatingly so in Harry�s.

�What�s
this we hear about a tutu and a halo?� Came a shout and Ron groaned slightly as
the twins rounded the corner, each wearing half of what looked like a squid
costume.

�Oh sweet
Merlin,� Fred�s eyes fell on his youngest brother with unrestrained glee. �Fairy from the top of the Christmas tree?�

Ron nodded,
forcing a proud grin onto his face.

�Very
inventive,� George laughed. �Though I�m pretty sure the fairy wasn�t wearing
jeans or a halo.�

�Trust me;
you want the jeans to stay on. Nobody but the wannabe bloodsucker next to me
wants to see the view without it. And I just liked the halo.�

�Your
t-shirt is stupidly tight. I can see your nipple piercing, mum�s going to
flip.�

�She�ll be
too pissed on sherry within the hour to notice,� Ron dismissed him with a
snort.

�Your
costume isn�t acceptable,� Fred sighed, eyeing Severus.

�Why not?�
Severus demanded, wincing slightly as his fangs caught
on his bottom lip.

��Because you don�t look any different to normal,�
Fred grinned back wickedly.

***

Severus was
in one of the bathrooms, trying to wash off the blood that Fred had spelled
around his mouth. It had faded to a pink smudge on and around his lips and he
knew that if Ron saw it he�d be asking who Severus had been with in the
bathroom. It simply now looked like he�d been giving oral for too long. It looked better as blood for fuck�s sake! �He groaned and desperately cast a scourgify around his mouth
again.

Suddenly
the door opened and someone stepped in. �Oh, sorry! I�ll- Severus?�

Severus
relaxed at the voice and turned round to face Remus who was on his way back
out.

�Well look
at you,� the smirk twisted Remus� lips. �Who�ve you been sucking off?�

�OH GOD!�
Severus cried angrily. �I�m going to kill him.�

�Which twin
was it?� Remus asked, shutting the door behind him.

�Fred.�

�Well lucky
for you I�ve spent enough time in their employ now to know how to fix their
spells, come here.� Remus pulled out his wand.

�Remus� is
that?� Severus was looking at him.

�Yes. My
original 1977-78 Hogwarts uniform,� Remus grinned. �Found it a while back.�

�God I�d
forgotten just how hideous our uniform was,� Severus snarled at the grey
ensemble �grey trousers and a grey blazer under a black outer robe, adorned, of
course, in Remus� Gryffindor colours.

�I can�t
believe it still fitted,� Remus laughed, and lowered his wand. �There. You look
respectable again. Are those actual fangs?�

Severus
nodded as he wheeled about to check his face in the mirror, relieved to see his
lips and the skin around them returned to their usual colour. �Ron did it.�

�You�re
looking rather dashing, I must confess,� Remus snorted.

�Well you
look like a washed up old tramp in that crap.�

�I know.�

�And when you stand look to Harry it�s going to look like history�s repeated
itself.�

�Come on,�
Remus rolled his eyes. �We�re expected downstairs for the official party
opening.�

�Have many
more people arrived?� Severus asked warily.

�It�s
packed. I think Harry invited everyone he�s ever met for five years. Sirius�d be thrilled at this old dump being filled with
people, pissing off his mother.�

***

�Whoa,
Harry! A champagne fountain?� Ron�s mouth fell open as
Harry tapped it with his wand and the ice sculpture somehow started
haemorrhaging golden fizzy liquid. �How on earth have you paid for all this?�

�Erm,� Harry scratched the back of his head. �Well. When
you�re the saviour of the wizarding world��

�You got
this free?� Hermione laughed, in her Greek goddess costume.

�Took a bit of wangling but yeah. Just next time I plan on saving the world, I need to
contact them first so they can provide the celebratory drinks.�

�Did I hear
the words �free� and �champagne�?� Severus was suddenly by Ron�s side. �Did I?�

�Oh
Merlin,� Remus went wide-eyed.

�What?� Ron
frowned.

Remus
grinned. �Severus loves champagne. He always has. It�s like it calls to him in
a private language that nobody else understands; a refined calling through his
very blood.�

Slightly
put out that he hadn�t known such information, Ron turned to Severus. �Well
yeah, free champagne. But you�re on the broomstick.�

�Falling
off it for one night won�t hurt, surely?� Hermione smiled.

�You�ll be
pissed in minutes� It�s been over a year.� Ron frowned.

�All the
more reason,� Harry�s eyes were gleaming with the prospect of getting Severus
lashed and hopefully doing embarrassing things.

�One,�
Severus smiled at Ron; his fangs made him look just a tiny bit evil.

�One?�
Harry snorted. �How badly do you want to stick your mouth under the stream and
drink it from the statue?�

�Don�t
tempt me,� Severus looked at the pouring liquid.

�Well,�
Harry picked up one of the glasses and filled it from the stream and handed it
to Severus. �I�m sure after five or six of these beauties we�ll have you doing
it.�

He turned away
and left the glass in Severus� hand, which he drank from, careful not to hit
his fangs on the crystal. The liquid tasted heavenly. �Oh
God.�

�Well, Ron,
you�d best consign yourself to the shelf for the night,� Remus sighed. �I speak
from experience when I say that you�ll be second rate.�

Hermione
was looking confused at that comment and Severus inwardly groaned, Remus seemed to forget just how few people knew about
their past relationship. Thankfully for him, there was a gasping in the crowd
and her attention was grabbed.

Severus
looked for the source of the commotion and was shocked when he found it. Fleur
had some of her family over from France for the party and New Year�s
Day, and she was leading through the crowd a blonde man who was positively glowing.
He looked at him and was strangely entranced. He had perfect features, a
perfect body, perfect silvery-blonde hair which matched Fleur�s
as she led him through the staring crowd, seemingly in their direction. He
managed to tear his eyes away for two seconds to see that Ron, Remus and
Hermione were all staring too. The only people in the room seemingly
unaffected, Severus realised, were the men who he knew to be completely
straight. And there were a few staring he really assumed would have been amongst
that category.

�Pierre, zis is Ron, Bill�s youngest brother, I told you about �im, remember?� Fleur stopped when she drew level with them.
�And zat is �is �usband,
Severus, and friends �Ermione and Remus.�

Severus saw
the quick flicker the blue eyes made between Ron and Severus before Pierre outstretched his
hand to Ron.

�Bonjour,�
his accent dripped off his tongue. �Pleased to meet you.�

�And you,�
Ron shook the hand, recovering his composure. The man had a definite pull to
him. Everyone was staring.

�Ron, zis is Pierre, my cousin. I was wondering if you�d show us
around. �Arry is busy and you know it as well as
anybody��

�Of
course,� Ron smiled. �Let me just get my own glass of this,� he pointed at the
fountain. �Would you like one?� He offered with his smile still somewhat
dazzling even next to the beautiful blondes beside him.

�I�d be
delighted,� Pierre
actually purred, and Severus stiffened with fury when he saw a definite
interested bat of the eyelashes in Ron�s direction.

As Ron
turned to hand them both their glasses, Severus pointedly stared at him.

�What?� Ron
frowned. �You�ve still got one,� he indicated the glass Severus had started to
grip rather tightly. �Come on, then, I�ll show you enough so you don�t get
lost.�

And he was
gone, leaving Severus to whirl round, cloak billowing out behind him as he did
so, to stare open-mouthed at their backs.

�Merlin,� Remus breathed. �Was that a��

��Male veela?� Hermione finished for him, equally breath taken.

�A male
veela definitely eyeing up Ron,� Remus continued with a sideways glance at
Severus, who was still speechless.

�Do male
veela even exist? I�ve never come across them in my studies�� Hermione asked.

�Exceedingly
rarely, so rare that no-one has really ever taken the time to document them��
Remus answered her, reaching for his own glass of champagne.

�You�re
both rubbish. I�ve been standing here, the only female in this conversation for
a good while now, and neither of you have offered me a drink,� Hermione
realised. Remus handed her a glass. �Well. Nice to know one of you is a
gentleman.�

�I think
Severus is too worried about the male veela to act gentlemanly,� Remus
whispered tactfully and Hermione looked over at the man in question.

Severus
tipped back his glass and drained it, and instantly reached for another. He had
somewhat managed to tame his jealous and possessive side over the last few
months, but the sheer beauty of the man that had taken Ron away so easily made
it rear out of him.

�He�s just
showing them around,� Remus tried to sound casual, well remembering the extent
of Severus� jealous streak.

An
answering scowl made it clear what Severus thought of that.

�And Fleur�s with them,� Hermione added.

�Slow down
on the drinks, Severus,� Remus warned, seeing that the second glass was going
the same way as the first. �You can�t have your eyes on him all the time.�

They were
interrupted by a loud banging and a swarm of colour erupting over the room as
Fred and George let some indoor fireworks loose over the party goers.

�I helped develop that,� Remus said happily, pointing out the way there was
falling chunks of glitter as the firework passed overhead.

Hermione
laughed and twirled around as the glitter fell all around them in a whirling
storm while people cheered. Severus was still glaring after Ron, even though he
was now out of sight. The glitter was falling into his hair and landing on his
shoulders, making him look an extremely bizarre kind of vampire.

Music
suddenly blared out into the room and even that didn�t jerk him out of his
apparent trance.

French tosser. How dare he?!

***

It was an
hour before Ron found himself able to excuse himself from the company of Pierre
and Fleur, under the guise of needing the toilet. He merged into the crowd and
took in some of the costumes.

�Ron!� Seamus
grinned, dressed his best leprechaun costume �Ron knew for a fact he had more
than one. �You�re looking spectacularly queer tonight, my friend!�

�And you
look really� Irish,� Ron finished lamely with a laugh.

�Where�s Snape?� Seamus took a mouthful of beer.

�I don�t
know,� Ron shrugged.

�You mean
you�ve finally been separated at the hip?� Seamus mocked.

�Shut up,�
Ron reached up to check his halo was still in place.

�Seriously,
you�re never without one another, he�s like your shadow. Anyone�d
think he doesn�t trust you.�

�He trusts
me,� Ron scowled, but his mind thought back to the glare Severus had given him
when he agreed to show Pierre
around.

�This
party�s fecking amazing,� Seamus changed the subject.
�Where did Harry find all these fit birds?�

Ron shook
his head with a smile and waved goodbye, moving off to weave round more bodies.

�Over here,
Ron,� George called, from where he was fixing more streamers to the ceiling of
the hallway. �Have you seen the French veela boy cousin?�

�Yeah, um��
Ron blushed. �I think he may have taken a bit of a fancy to me.�

�What?�
George grinned at him curiously.

�He told me
he liked my nipple piercing and felt up my arse,� Ron whispered. �In the space of ten minutes.�

�Fast
mover,� George looked somewhat wistful.

�Very touchy-feely.�

�How did
Severus like that?�

�Severus
has no fucking idea,� Ron craned his neck to make sure his husband was nowhere
near. He wasn�t, but with a groan he saw Pierre
coming back towards him determinedly.

�Pierre, have you met
George?� Ron moved a hand of introduction between them. �My
brother?�

�No,� Pierre smiled, and held
out his own hand to George. �Though I theenk I �ave met your twin brother?�

�Poor you,�
George grimaced and shook the proffered hand. Ron didn�t miss how they remained
in contact a little longer than was necessary.

�I should
really go and find Severus,� Ron said apologetically.

�You�re so
whipped, Ron,� George grinned devilishly.

�Such a
shame zat you should be off ze
market,� Pierre
turned to him. �And even though you are� you know where to find me if you are,
ah, how do zey say? Interested?�

�I�m not,�
Ron said firmly but apologetically.

�You waste your good looks on an old man,� Pierre frowned.

�He is not old,� Ron drew himself up to his full
height and tried to look threatening, which, he realised, wasn�t going to
happen with his fairy attire. But he was fighting for his man�s honour.

Pierre shot him a look which plainly said
that he disagreed, and literally turned his back on Ron to talk to George. Left
staring at his back with his mouth slightly open, Ron had to fight the urge to
hex him. Somewhat relieved that he seemed to have fought off his new admirer,
however, he turned and sank into the many bodies littering the old mansion-like
house. He re-entered the breakfast room where he had left Severus by the
champagne fountain, and was surprised to find him gone. Especially if he liked
champagne as much as Remus had suggested.

Ron hadn�t
forgotten that little piece of information. It really niggled
him to think there were still things about his husband that Remus knew and he
did not. He paused to get a drink from the flowing fountain and looked about
him. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party in an array of fantastic
costumes. He couldn�t help but grin to himself as someone who must have cast a
translucent spell on their body to attend as a ghost locked lips with someone
else dressed as a broomstick. He ambled over to the wall where there was a
poster showing the layout of the floor open to the party; what seemed like
hundreds of tiny named dots were spread over the different rooms. It was
obviously made with the same intent as the Marauder�s Map, it employed the same
principle. Ron stood scanning the different rooms before he finally located
Severus� name in the drawing room, with Remus, Hermione, Ginny and his mother.

He smiled
and waved at someone he vaguely remembered from the year below him at school
and turned into the drawing room.

�Here he
is!� Molly swept up her youngest son into a hug; Ron could tell from her
movements that she�d been at the sherry. �I�ve lost your father,� she told him.

�Oh, I saw
on the posters, he�s in the east wing hallway with Kingsley and some other
ministry boffs.� Ron extricated himself from her
grip.

She made a
face. �I�ll just stay here then. So tell me, what did you make of the veela
cousin?�

�He�s, uh��
Ron took a sip of champagne, finding it a little dry for his taste. �He�s very
intriguing.�

�Intriguing?�
Hermione asked, amused. �You meet and greet one of the rarest oddities in the
wizarding world and he�s �intriguing�?�

Ron opened
his mouth to reply but someone beat him to it.

�Intriguing
and incredibly flirtatious,� George slid into the room, looking over his
shoulder to check he wasn�t being followed. �You were right Ron. I think he has
a thing for redheads.�

�What do
you mean?� Ginny asked eagerly.

�Down girl, remember Harry,� Hermione teased.

�I wouldn�t
worry about that,� Ron made a face. �I think he�s only into male redheads.�

�I think
Ron�s arse and nipple, and my chest�ll testify,�
George laughed.

�What?� Severus� sharp tone cut through the cheerful conversation like a knife.

�He�s
overfriendly,� Ron explained, watching Severus� eyes narrow.

�You were
right then,� Remus laughed, clapping his hand on Severus� shoulder and it was
Ron�s turn to narrow his eyes and stare.

�I need
another drink,� Severus announced. �Care to join me, Ron?�

His elbow
was grabbed without him replying and Severus walked him out of sight of their
family and friends. Ron let himself be marched in silence but was surprised
when Severus took him to the dark end of the hall and turned to face him.

�Are you
finally going to kiss me and let me feel what those fangs are like?� Ron asked
hopefully, leaning forward.

�Fangs, really?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�I�ve
wanted to jump you since you put the lot on, but we had the baby.�

�You should
have said,� he smiled enough to put his fangs on display and Ron snorted.

Severus leant
in and kissed him, ignoring the energetic fluttering of the wings on Ron�s
back, wondering if Ron meant them to be so closely attuned to his heartbeat. He
opened his mouth and let Ron�s tongue slide in, fighting the urge to shiver as
his tongue gently tested the sharpness of the fangs. Whatever they felt like,
Severus recognised the reaction they sparked in the redhead as he was pressed
back into the wall and grabbed around the waist.

�Not in the hallway,� he hissed as Ron let go for a little air.

�Oh relax,
I�m not going to fuck you,� Ron rolled his eyes.

�What, at
all?� Severus pouted.

�Oh, well,�
Ron slid his hand down to grope at his favourite backside in the world. �I
don�t mean at all� I just mean not right now.�

�Good, you
had me worried there,� Severus breathed, and leant in for another kiss.

�Aren�t you
going to ask me if the male veela touched me up?� Ron grinned slightly.

�French tosser,� Severus muttered bitterly. �I knew I should never
have let you go off with him.�

�Er, excuse me?� Ron took a step back, frowning. �What d�you mean,
�let� me?�

�Well I
knew from the off he was eyeing you up, so did Remus. I should never have let
you off with him, I knew he was trouble.�

�Oh well if
Remus could tell,� Ron rolled his
eyes.

�What�s the
matter?� Severus frowned.

�Nothing,�
Ron said firmly. �Just don�t tell me who I can or can�t associate with!�

�But he was
looking at you like he wanted to spread you on toast, Ron!�

�So?�

�So, I
don�t appreciate seeing other men eye feasting on my husband and then hearing
that they touched him up!� Severus frowned, ignoring the fact his fangs had
made him lisp slightly.

Ron ignored
it too, even though normally he would have found it hilarious.

�Other than that one person, who here has eyed me up tonight?� Ron put one hand
on his hip and raised his glass to his lips and drank.

�More people than you think,� Severus hissed. �It�s the jeans that are doing
it.�

�Not my
face and good wit then?� Ron asked scathingly. �And how do you think I feel?
Half the room�s been gawping at you all night. Do you see me kicking up a
fuss?�

�I�m not
kicking up a fuss, I�m just saying!� Severus was well aware they were heading
into dangerous waters.

�Well don�t
say,� Ron told him.

�I can�t
express my distaste that other people are almost salivating over you?!�

�Now you�re
being overdramatic.�

�I am not.�

�You are.�

�Remus said
he would have felt uncomfortable too.�

�Oh well if
Remus said that.�

�I�m
sensing an issue with Remus tonight, Ron. You seem to be repeating his name an
awful lot.�

�Am I?� Ron pressed closer to him again, causing both of their groins to wake
up and tentatively sniff the proverbial air. �Well maybe it�s because I don�t
like seeing you be so close to him.�

�We�re
friends.�

�Friends with history,� Ron levelled.

�You have
history with Hermione and I don�t do this when you touch her or take her
advice.�

Ron laughed
dryly. �Severus. Hermione�s not a man.�

�We�re just
friends, come on, Ron, you know that.�

Ron pressed
harder and despite their heated discussion still felt an erection pressing into
his hip. �Friends with history,� he repeated, before pulling back, and stalking
down the hallway, leaving Severus alone in the shadowed corridor end, looking
confused.

***

Severus
collected yet another glass of champagne from the fountain. He hadn�t seen Ron
for nearly two hours since their discussion. Remus had disappeared with Dora to
go and check on Teddy, safely ensconced in the upper levels of the house with Victoire and Dora�s mother, Andromeda, who was also
dog-sitting George.

�Severus m�boy!� Albus called, working his way out
of the crowd. �Glad to see you�ve not grown out of your love of champers.�

�As if,�
Severus drawled with a roll of his eyes.

�I�ll never
forget the Christmas staff party of �89,� Albus said fondly. �You were so very
drunk. You thought Filius was an umbrella stand.�

�I have
absolutely no idea what you�re talking about,� Severus sniffed airily.

�Where�s
your young husband?� Albus asked with twinkling eyes.

�Why, would you like to perve on him as well? I�m
thinking of offering him up as a buffet,� Severus growled.

�No, but
that charming young veela chap is looking for him.�

�You better
be having a laugh, Albus!�

�No,
Severus, I�m not. Don�t worry. I warned him off for you.�

�You did?� Severus asked incredulously. �Why? And how?�

�Let�s just
say,� Albus smiled at him, �That an extremely old wizard putting the moves on
can turn off even the most determined
of youngsters.�

Oh sweet Merlin, Godric and Salazar.
Send me mind bleach.

Albus
winked at him and wandered away again, the long train of his electric pink
cloak dragging behind him. Severus� stomach was contemplating its options of
throwing up into the base of the fountain. Deciding that it�d be a criminal
waste of champagne, Severus managed to convince it to remain calm.

�Albus is
here?� Remus� voice came from his side.

�And in
full flirt mode,� Severus shuddered.

Remus spat out the mouthful of champagne he�d just taken over the floor
ungracefully. �Flirting with you?�

�No, thank
heavens. He put off Ron�s admirer for me; apparently he was looking for him
again.�

�Definitely
be careful there,� Remus advised quietly.

�Well
actually, I was going to say the same to you,� Severus frowned slightly. �Ron
seems somewhat hostile towards you tonight.�

�Me?� Remus
asked, grabbing a mini-pizza off a floating tray. �Why?�

�I�m really
not sure,� Severus shrugged, grabbing his own. �Still, watch yourself. Try not
to say too much to upset him.�

�I wasn�t aware I was!� Remus protested. �You want me to just shut up and not
say anything?�

�Is it too
much to ask?� Severus winked.

�Knob,�
Remus muttered.

�You�ve not called me that in years.�

�Who wants to play spin the bottle?!� A voice cried out, and Severus
whipped round in alarm to see Fred standing on a chair shouting to the room
with a positive affirmation from the crowd.

�Run,�
Severus turned back to Remus. �Run. Now, I�m not playing spin the fucking bottle.�

Remus let
himself be chivvied out of the room, barely concealing
his laughter as they weaved their way into the crowded hallway, and he led them
to a quieter spot at the darker end. He perched himself on the old wooden
alcove seat and drank some more champagne.

�Where�s
Tonks?� Severus leant up against the wall.

�She met an
old friend from school, left her chatting.�

�Are things
okay between you now?�

�Getting
better all the time,� Remus gave him a true smile.

�I�m glad to hear it,� Severus smiled back at him, even though his fangs made
him look more evil than happy.

�Those
fangs are brilliant,� Remus snorted. �Really make you look the part.�

�Ron seemed
surprisingly attached to them.�

�Well we
all have our quirks,� Remus winked at him.

***

Ron had
somehow ended up on one of the many staircases to the upper level of the house,
thinking whilst he was there he would check in on George and the babies. What
he had not reckoned on, however, was being followed. He had barely reached the
top of the carpeted stairs when he heard his name being called in a decidedly
French accent.

�Where are
you disappearing to?� Pierre
asked silkily. �Somewhere more private?�

�To check on the dog I own with my husband,� Ron smiled pointedly.

�Why on
earth would someone as �andsome as you marry someone
like zat?�

�How bloody
dare you?!� Ron folded his arms over his chest to prevent his hand from
reaching for his wand, unaware that he was being listened to by yet another
pair of ears.

Severus
just managed to grab Remus before he wandered into Ron�s sight. He made hushing
motions and strained his ears.

��E is far
too old for you,� Pierre
purred.

�Well
having an older partner is actually a
benefit,� Ron smiled a little dirtily, hoping the pointed message would be
delivered more successfully in that manner, and
Severus grinned proudly from his concealed spot.

�Zat may be, but �e will also die first.�

Severus saw
Remus� mouth fall open in dismay.

�I�m sorry,
but you�re being an obnoxious twat. I�ve said no enough times, I�m happily
married.�

�You didn�t
look so �appy in ze hallway
earlier. When you were being dictated to.�

It was
Severus� turn to let his jaw drop, he wasn�t a dictator. Am I?!

�I wouldn�t
think someone with a face like yours would have to resort to eavesdropping on
conversation in dark corners.�

�Ah, but,
Ronald� I am also aware zat ze
best and dirtiest deeds take place in ze darkest of
corners.�

�Not
between you and me they won�t,� Ron assured him. �Now, if you�ll excuse me, I�m
going to go and check on my dog.�

�Male veela
can be impregnated and 'ave zeir own children without ze aide of a female�� Pierre
said loudly, almost as if he knew Severus was listening and knew that the
subject would infuriate him beyond any other. �Then you wouldn�t need ze dog in place of a child.�

And he
couldn�t have chosen a more poignant way to set Severus� blood on fire.

�Are you
just going to stand there and let this continue?� Remus whispered with wide
eyes.

�If I go up
there he�ll get all defensive,� Severus muttered.

�Well. I
have a son I need to check on, again�� Remus threw the remainder of his
champagne down his throat and pushed the glass on Severus. �Wait here.�

Severus
fell back against the wall. This is mad.
He lifted his glass to his nose and smelt it, checking for obvious signs of
tampering. From what he could tell the party was degenerating into a drunken
teenage piss-up. He�d already seen around ten people kissing people they had not
arrived with. Fred Weasley had been one of them. And now, Remus was storming
off, playing the role of the indignant friend to rescue Ron from the evil
clutches of the competition.

He�d not
been to many parties in his life but Severus was sure most of them had been
more dignified than this. Except for the
one in the Slytherin common room in sixth year� That was very much the same and
ended in a punch up when they found that threesome in the dormitory between-
Severus stopped reminiscing to listen as Remus climbed the stairs.

�Ah, there you are Ron. Having a good night?�

�Great, Remus, you?� Ron replied, overly cheerful �Severus recognised it as his
�oh God, here we go� voice.

�I�m just
off to check on Teddy, what about you?�

�I was
going to check on George and the babies,� Ron smiled.

�I love
babies,� Pierre
threw in.

�Well
then,� Remus said in a low and, Severus was delighted to hear, somewhat
threatening tone, �Why don�t you go and find someone to make one with? Someone other than my best
friend�s husband, perhaps?�

I hope he�s turning wolf on him. I
love it when he does that.

Severus
checked himself. I did not just say I
love something Remus does. I did not. He listened carefully again but heard
only silence, and then gentle footsteps as Pierre appeared back in view,
stepped gracefully over the (useless) rope banner someone had put across the
stairs, and walked down the hallway, his anger only evident in the way he slung
his hips about.

�Remus, I
was handling that,� Ron snapped.

�Then it�d
do you good to know Severus is hiding around the corner listening to every word
and he was getting upset before.�

�Please
don�t offer me relationship advice,� Ron�s tone was getting even snappier.

�Ron, is
there something you want to say?� Remus asked quietly, but Severus still heard.

If Ron
replied he was drowned out by a deafening boom from one of the main party
rooms, followed by raucous laughter from the inhabitants. When the noise died
down, Severus couldn�t hear anything at the top of the stairs, and when he
looked he realised why �neither one of them were there anymore.

He jumped
over the rope and flew up the stairs, cloak billowing out behind him as he did
so. Carefully he looked out into the hallway and saw they�d just moved further
down. He had to struggle to hear them. Ron did not look happy.

�He�s the
jealous sort, Ron, and you should be wary of that. It doesn�t take much to hurt
him.�

�I know
that,� Ron hissed.

�He loves
you very much.�

�I know
that too.�

�Then
what�s the problem here?�

�Have you
ever considered, Remus� that I might be the jealous sort too?�

�Then you
only ever had to say the word, Ron,� Remus sighed, �And I would have stopped
coming round. He needs a friend, though.�

�He has me as a friend,� Ron burst out.

�He needs
someone his own age,� Remus said bluntly.

Severus
wanted to kill whoever started singing stridently on the floor below at that
point, it made him miss Ron�s reply, and Ron stormed off to the make-shift
nursery just as his hearing range recovered. He quietly moved into the light
and motioned at Remus, who looked warily over his shoulder to check Ron was
gone. He pointed to the door that Severus stood next to and walked quickly
towards him.

Severus
opened the door and Remus followed him in. They shut the door, and as Severus
turned to ask Remus the missing part of the conversation, there was an almighty
crack, and they found themselves inexplicably, immovably glued to one another,
Severus flat out on his back on the carpet and Remus stuck on top of him. Severus�
arms were spread out either side of his head, and Remus� mirrored him
perfectly, their fingers were even laced together.

�What the
fuck?� Severus hissed, trying to move and making Remus cry out in pain as his
limbs were yanked as the darker man fought to free himself.

�I�ll kill them,� Remus breathed, flushing red as Severus shifted again and
pressed their groins together more firmly, trying to escape.

�Who?�

�Fred and George. Harry said they could decorate the house for the party and� I heard them
mention hexing the rooms to trap people trying to slope off for a bit of fun
alone. They must have done it.�

�Well lift
the spell then, you work with them.�

�I can�t, I
can�t reach my wand. And neither can you, that�s the
point.�

�Then how
the hell are we meant to get free?�

�We�re
not?�

�Wrong
answer, Remus,� Severus growled, fighting again.

�Stop
wriggling,� Remus commanded. �You�re not helping anything.�

�There has
to be something we can do,� Severus hissed desperately.

�They�ve
probably got sensory alarms so they can come and tease whoever it is. I expect
one of them will be up soon.�

�I�ll kill
whichever one it is. And I hope its Fred; I�ve grown rather fond of George.�

Despite
their difficult situation, Remus laughed. Severus wasn�t sure if it was the
seven glasses of champagne he�d consumed so far but he also found himself
laughing.

�Been a long time since we did this,� he commented, setting them both off
laughing even harder.

�It�s been
even bloody longer since you�ve had me on the floor in my school uniform,
Severus.� Remus looked around them, somewhat relieved that their heads, at
least, seemed to be the only part of their bodies not bonded together. �Hah, do
you know the irony of this?�

Severus
swallowed. �That you�re telling everyone we�re just friends and then this
happens?�

�No,� Remus
shook his head. �We�re in Sirius� old bedroom.�

Severus
burst out laughing. �This can�t get any wors-�

His big
mouth had jinxed himself. At that moment, the bedroom door swung open revealing
Ron, whose eyes went wide as he took in their profile. �I�m sorry,� he gasped,
the colour draining out of his face and the wings on his back fluttering to a
standstill. �I�ve apparently opened the door to the past.�

�Ron
�wait!� Severus� shout was pointless, because Ron turned and ran.

�Ron, hey!�
They heard a voice through the open door. �Jesus, what�s got his knickers in
a��

George
trailed off looking down at Remus sprawled on top of Severus on the floor. �Oh.
You�ve got his knickers in a twist. And your own.� A smirk curled up his lips.

�George,
can you release us please?� Remus asked politely, thinking it better he try
that before Severus got to mouthing off.

�I could,�
George teased, pulling out his wand. �But frankly this is just too amusing. You
know, we thought we�d catch some good scandal but nothing this good.�

�There is
absolutely no scandal, only a marriage possibly ruined if you don�t let me up
right NOW. Oh, and your own brutal and bloody murder for the morning papers, of
course,� Severus snarled, voice escalating to a shout.

�Alright,�
George caved much quicker than he would have liked, because Severus snarling as
a vampire actually sent chills down his spine. �What were you two doing in here
to trigger the spell? Cheating on my little brother? Because if
I need to hex you, please tell me before I release you.�

�Trying to
chat,� Remus explained.

�About?�

�None of
your business,� Severus spat. �Let me up.�

�I�m� the
spell is pretty complex, you know. It senses things. Like who the dominant
partner is in the relationship, it decides which way you fall.� He looked
appraisingly at Remus and made him blush a little, before a confused look came
over his face and George remembered that out of the two men stuck to the floor,
only Severus knew of his sexual identity crisis.

�George,�
Remus breathed finally, returning his attention to the matter at hand. �You
remember a while back we had a very long conversation about how not to piss
Severus Snape off?�

�Vaguely,�
George nodded, after pretending to think about it.

�Well I�d
like to warn you that the tell-tale vein in his temple is pumping like mad. And
I think if you don�t release us as soon as possible, murder really will be
committed tonight.�

�Severus
Snape in the bedroom with the poker,� George grinned, before waving his wand.
�Oh, we should have done a murder mystery evening!�

Severus
roughly pushed Remus off him onto his back before leaping up. �Too many people
actually willing to commit murder,� he snarled at George. �And the poker�s too
nice an instrument for likes of you,� he added, before stalking out of the
door.

George held
a hand out to Remus and pulled him up. �You two were lucky I got here so
quickly,� he said sheepishly.

�Why?�

�Because if
the spell isn�t de-activated within five minutes��

�Then what?� Remus brushed off his trousers.

�Then
nobody gets up until someone gets off,�
George said pointedly with a waggle of his eyebrows, stowing his wand inside
his half of the squid costume, a dirty grin appearing on his lips.

�Oh Merlin
that would have been��

�Hot?�
George sighed, before mentally cursing himself.

�Twenty
years too late,� Remus shook his head with a tiny smile, ignoring George�s
slip-up.

�You and Severus?�

Remus could
only nod.

�Damn. You
get around. Is it the werewolf thing? Sirius, then Severus� now you�re
married.�

�I wouldn�t
suggest getting bitten to find out,� Remus rolled his eyes at George�s train of
thought.

�I�m
leaving now,� George said suddenly, and walked to the door.

�What, why?!� Remus asked, confused at the sudden
departure.

�Before you can add a willing Weasley to your list of conquests,� George
laughed over his shoulder as he disappeared from view, leaving Remus flushing
red.

***

It was half
past eleven, and Severus was still searching for Ron in the crowds of names on the
floor plan of the house, but he wasn�t anywhere. Everyone, including him,
seemed much drunker than an hour ago. Two extra nerve-calming glasses of
champagne had helped him along. But
that�s it! No more!

Someone
somewhere had set up an infernal karaoke machine. Severus had idly wondered if
Ron would be there, considering how much he liked hollering into a roomful of
people. But he hated the whole thing too much to go and find out.

His eyes
narrowed over the poster again as he watched two names inch closer upon it.
Fascinated, he watched as the footprints became one and a tiny forward slash
appeared between the names. Severus couldn�t help his smirk as he realised what
that meant. He was also extremely glad the upper floors hadn�t been mapped in
the same way, or his accident with Remus would have been clear for everyone to
see, including Remus� wife.

Although
Ron had run off in distress, Severus had been somewhat glad of the encounter.
Not because he wanted it, but because it proved that there really was nothing
left to spark between him and Remus. It hadn�t been much of a bone of
contention, but Severus was still relieved to know.

All he had
to do now was find Ron and explain that to him. He looked pointlessly at the
poster one last time. As he watched the tiny feet make the poster crawl alive,
it suddenly surged in size and another outline opened up, into what must have
been the courtyard garden. And the little name walking up and down in it was
the one he was looking for. Severus quickly tried to memorise the map and
turned away, only to be confronted by a bitter-looking male veela.

�Do you
really want to be standing in front of me?� Severus asked testily.

�I am just
passing,� Pierre
said huffily, looking dejected.

�Well pass,
then,� Severus pointed into the next room with an obvious glare.

�I don�t
know what �e sees in you,� Pierre
glowered before shuffling off, and Severus distinctly heard a comment about his
nose.

�Well at
least my nose has been buried parts of his anatomy you couldn�t dream of being
allowed to grace with your smarmy French airs and bloody graces!� Severus shot back before he could help himself.

�Severus!� There was a cry from his other side and he looked to see Molly
looking slightly green.

Flushing red he stormed down the crowded hallway, well aware that
his cloak was billowing behind him and that some people were laughing. He tried
to remember the map and turned right, stepping over another pathetic rope
barrier and into the relative darkness of the narrower hallway. He heard muffled
groans to his right and was halfway to pointing his wand before he remembered
that he was not at Hogwarts chaperoning the randy teenage youth. In fact, he
quickly lowered his wand, there was the very great chance it might not be
anyone young at all and could be someone he really didn�t want to see groping
in the darkness.

�Oh god, like that!� The groan ceased to be muffled and Severus hurriedly
carried on, but not before he heard �Oh miaow, Ginny,
that hurt�. He fought down his choke of disgusted laughter.

He turned
left again at the end of the carpet, thinking how maze-like and huge the place
was. It had never seemed that way before. But then he hadn�t been this far deep
into its recesses before. The sounds of the party faded with each footstep he
took and the temperature cooled. He stopped as he turned the corner and was hit
with a dead end.

�Fuck it,� he hissed aloud, realising somewhere along the line he�d gone wrong.

�Terrible
language,� a portrait scolded.

�Which way
is the garden?� Severus snapped.

�Ask
nicely,� the portrait smirked.

�Which way
is the garden please?�

�Much better. It�s through the wall. The redhead put it up as a decoy.�

Severus�
eyes flew to the wall and squinted at it, marvelling inwardly at the brilliant magic
it must have taken to replicate it quickly.

�Just walk
through it. Though I should warn you he didn�t look like he�d take kindly to
being disturbed.�

But Severus
was already walking through the wall, feeling bizarre as the end of the
corridor came into view with an ornate glass and wooden door standing slightly
ajar. Glad of his heavy cloak, he stepped into the December air and looked
around. The garden was gently lit and surprisingly well kept. Flutterby bushes lined the walls and there was a gentle
fountain trickling in the centre, by which Ron stood looking into the water.

Sod it, probably should have
actually considered how I exactly plan to make this better.

He looked
over his husband, noting his slumped shoulders and bowed head, the glass of
champagne he held seemed to be trembling.�
But he didn�t appear to be crying.

�Took you
long e-fucking-nough,� Ron spoke softly but bitterly,
still facing away.

�It took me
forever to find you on the map,� Severus explained, taking a few steps nearer.

�Stop.
You stay over there,� Ron said firmly, eyes blazing into the water.

�What?�

�Stay
there,� he repeated, and finally turned round and sat down on the edge of the
fountain.

An icy lump
of fear lodged itself in Severus� chest as he started to question whether Ron
was going to give him the chance to explain himself.

�You should
know that I got cornered again by Pierre,�
Ron told him, not looking up from where he was trying to scorch holes in the
grass by staring. �He even got his hand down my trousers this time.�

Despite his
nervous state, Severus� blood began to boil at the thought.

�I hexed
him,� Ron said. �Nothing happened, don�t worry,� he added in a scathing tone.

Severus
released the breath he didn�t know he�d been holding onto.

�After what
I�d just seen I was almost tempted to let him continue,� Ron�s voice dipped
low, husky and close to a breaking point which Severus recognised and hated.

�Why didn�t
you?� He heard himself ask.

�Oh, I
don�t know�� Ron shook his head and scowled. �Maybe because
I�m married? Maybe because I went through hell for my
husband? Maybe because I love him? And yet,
none of those things seemed to be stopping you
rolling around under our resident Werewolf.�

Severus had
heard enough. He wasn�t going to stand and be rebuked for something which was
an accident.

�My turn,�
he said loudly, as Ron opened his mouth to continue. �There is nothing between
Remus and me. What you saw was the result of a hex put in place by the bloody
twins. They spelled all the private rooms so they could humiliate anyone trying
to cop off in them. It works by gluing you together and knocks you to the floor
and instantly alerts Fred and George.�

Ron looked
up at him silently, eyes conveying everything they needed to. �You looked
pretty cosy.�

Severus instantly
took a step forward and Ron pointed his glittery wand at him. �One step closer
and I�ll glue your feet to the grass,� he said threateningly, and Severus had
no doubt that he absolutely meant it.

He stepped
back to his original position, head whirring with the familiar and long overdue
sensation of being drunk. �Ron, he made me laugh and I was reacting to it. He
knew we weren�t going to get out of it until either one of the twins turned
up.�

�Do you
promise me that? Promise me you�re not shagging away at him? At
us both?� Ron got to his feet
but stayed by the water.

�Honestly,
I do,� Severus hated that he was being made to feel like the villain when none
of it was his fault. �But you�ve had a wand up your backside all night where
Remus has been concerned, Ron� I want to know why, and I want to know what you
said to him before you stormed off earlier.�

�I told him
to back off,� Ron said simply.

�But he�s
not doing anything!� Severus erupted. �Apart from being my friend,� he amended.

Ron�s eyes
took on a new blaze at the addition. �Oh� so that�s the issue�? It�s been
months, Ron! Over a year, what�s your sudden quandary?�

The shifty
movement of his be-winged back told Severus there was something Ron wasn�t
telling him. Ron brought the glass up to his lips but didn�t drink immediately,
seemingly considering what he should say.

�Well?�
Severus pushed him, losing patience.

�I know it
seems sudden� but then� how would you react, Severus, if I called you somebody
else�s name, the name of an ex none-the-less, during sex, and then kept
muttering their name for the rest of the night when I�d fallen asleep?�

�I�ve done
no such thing,� Severus denied immediately, shocked.

�Are you
calling me a liar?� Ron asked stonily, eyebrows raising
and Severus saw his entire body stiffen.

�When, then?� Severus demanded.

�About a week ago.�

�Christmas?� Severus tried to think back, to remember what he�d been accused of, but
nothing would come.

�Christmas,�
Ron confirmed in a whisper.

�Why didn�t
you say anything the next morning?�

�I decided
to give it time,� Ron shrugged, his mouth curved up
into a smirk at what he believed was his own stupidity. �See if anything
happened.�

�Oh
Merlin,� Severus breathed, letting his eyes close. �And then you walked in on
us like that��

�So.
Understand now?� Ron asked unnecessarily, before sinking back down on the edge
of the fountain, and dropping both his wand and the glass to bury his face in
his hands. �I trusted you, Severus. I overlooked all your history because I
thought you loved me and that I could trust you.�

�But you
know it was the spell!� Severus cried.

�The spell
didn�t make you say what you did Christmas night.�

�No, but to be perfectly frank Ron I don�t know what the hell did!�

He moved closer
and was relieved when Ron�s wand remained on the grass. Severus crossed the
rest of the distance and crouched down so they would be on more of an equal
footing.

�There is
nothing,� he repeated, reaching out a hand and putting it on Ron�s knee; he noted
the wings on Ron�s back sped up considerably as he did so.

�Then why
were you dreaming about him, why did you call me by his name?�

�It might
be the time of year,� Severus murmured thoughtfully. �It ended around now.�

�You broke
up with him at Christmas?� Ron�s eyebrows rose. �Remind me never to piss you
off.� The words were accompanied by quiet chuckle of laughter which was more
relieving to Severus than anything else could have been.

�Ron?�

�Mm?� He
was still looking down at the grass.

�You can Legilimens me if you�d like�� Severus said uncertainly.

�Are you
only offering because you know I�d never take you up on it?�

�Oh for the
love of Merlin, why do you have to second guess everything?�

�Fine,� Ron
snatched up his wand and pointed it squarely between Severus� eyes, and opened
his mouth.

Severus
didn�t move, he stayed put and closed his eyes. If he�d been paying attention,
he would have noticed the word never actually left Ron�s mouth. It wasn�t until
he cracked an eye open twenty seconds later, when nothing happened, that he saw
the wand had been lowered.

�You were
really going to let me do that, weren�t you?� Ron smiled coquettishly.

�Yes,� Severus frowned. �So come on.�

�No,� Ron
shook his head and dropped the wand again, jumping slightly when a shower of
gold sparks flew from the end on contact. �I don�t think I need to.�

�Why not?�
Severus was really starting to feel the champagne in his system.

�Only your
innocence would have you so willing to make a free-for-all out of your
memories,� Ron explained. �But� next time, I won�t have that trick up my
sleeve, so��

�There
won�t be a next time,� Severus said firmly, and stood up, grabbing Ron�s hands
and pulling him up too.

�There
better fucking not be, Severus, I swear to Merlin�� Ron muttered as their faces
drew close. �Because the reason it was so easy to push that French twat away
was because I couldn�t feel anything when he was groping me. And yet you,� Ron
rolled his hips forward against Severus� body, �You feel like fire. You�re
still, clearly, the only one the curse lets me feel enough to get satisfaction
from. And it�s going to be a very long and lonely life if you fuck off and
leave me.�

Severus
knew immediately the hurt of what he was describing, and kissed Ron before he
could go any further down the �what if?� path to hell. He pulled the cloak
round him again like he had in their bedroom and enveloped his trembling body
in it, never breaking the kiss. Ron was licking steadily against his tongue,
moaning gently from deep within his throat in relief.

�You�re
utterly smashed aren�t you?� He pulled back and smiled.

�Getting there,� Severus admitted.

�You�re
going to be such an easy lay.�

�Well that
makes two of us then.� Severus kissed him again before pulling back. �I�m sorry
about what I did. Even if I had absolutely no idea that I was
doing it.�

�Thank
you,� Ron said quietly, tightening his grip and placing the sweetest of kisses
on Severus� lips. �But if it happens again... and then I find him on top of
you, I will hex you, Severus, and I will
leave.�

�As I�d
well deserved to be hexed and be left,� Severus breathed fearfully, stroking
the base of Ron�s spine through his t-shirt.

�I think
you can repay me somehow�� Ron appeared to be thinking. �It�s rather secluded
out here, don�t you think?�

Severus
cast a wary eye around. �Mmmhmm?�

�Well then.
Get on your knees and say you�re sorry.�

�You�re
unbelievable,� Severus laughed with the aide of the champagne, but sank
immediately to his knees, the cloak falling in a great whoosh of fabric around
him. He was instantly hit in the face by the pink, sparkling tulle netting of
Ron�s costume. �Well this is rather problematic.�

He tried to
put his face underneath it but his hair caught against the netting. He could
hear Ron laughing but was suddenly alarmed to hear other voices.

�Get up!�
Ron choked, taking a step back, but not quick enough.

�Oh my God, what are you two doing?!� Harry�s cry cut through the air.

Swallowing,
Severus caught sight of the wand on the grass next to him and grabbed it,
standing up quickly, only hindered by the gigantic wobble his champagne head
caused. Ron lunged forward and caught him to keep him upright.

�I found
your wand!� Severus proclaimed pointedly and grinned at Ron, pushing it towards
him.

�Looked
like you were about to find an entirely different
kind of wand to me,� came a female voice, and Severus� whipped round to see the
twinkling eyes of Tonks, Remus standing at her shoulder, looking as though he
might wet himself from the amusement he was clearly trying to withhold.

�Who knew
you had a thing for pink netting, Sev?� his eyes twinkled as he taunted him.

�Sod off,�
Severus determinedly looked up at the stone figures adorning the walls of the
quad.

He couldn�t
help but notice that the courtyard was now full of revellers. And then he heard
everyone begin to count down and realised Fred and George were probably going
to play merry hell with the night sky and gunpowder as soon as they reached
�Happy New Year�.

�THREE!�

�Midnight already?� Severus frowned.

�Yes, some
of us have been watching the time that could still see straight,� Tonks
informed him.

�TWO!�

�This is
the first time I�ve had anyone to snog at a New
Year�s Eve party!� Ron smiled at him. �Normally I spend the night ducking away
from my aunts in case one of them wants a game of tonsil-tennis.�

�ONE!�

The cheers
went up around them and Severus watched as everyone around them seemed to melt
into a hug or a kiss. It merely a fraction of a second before Ron launched at him
and they staggered slightly in a deep kiss as bangs erupted in the sky above
them, flooding the courtyard with bright flashes of light.

�This is
hideously clich�,� Severus tried a bored drawl but Ron was shaking his head and
laughing at him.

�Have you ever
considered that you might just be
hideously clich�?� Ron smoothed his arms under the cloak again and Severus
instinctively wrapped him back up in it. �Mmm, this is nice. Reminds me of when
we were together at school and you�d wrap me up in your robes there when we
hugged. It was so� comforting.�

�Oh don�t
go getting all bloody soppy on me,� Severus watched a pretty gold explosion
over the fountain, but held Ron tightly, their suddenly precariously balanced
relationship still on his mind.

Ron laughed
against his neck and gripped him a little tighter in return, watching as Remus
and Tonks stood locked in a kiss not unlike their own
embrace. He suddenly felt guilty about how rude he�d been to Remus nearly all
evening; he�d have to apologise. Even if he had been perfectly just in being
so.

�Ladies and Gentleman!� Fred was up on the side of the fountain, pointing his wand
at his throat. �A toast!� George waved his wand and
suddenly, from nowhere trays full of drinks appeared and the glasses started
zooming off to every person crammed into the garden.

�Happy New Year!� Fred raised his glass. �To Harry Potter, for what�s possibly the best
New Years Eve party ever!�

The crowed
echoed his sentiment. Severus, without thinking, raised his glass to his lips
and drained it in one, as was traditional with wizarding toasts. Remus and
Tonks beside him had done the same. Severus frowned, though, as he saw Ron
merely looking down into the depths of the liquid.

And then
the first screams started. Severus barely had time to reach for his wand before
he was overcome with the strangest of tingling sensations and he coughed.

�A present!� Fred shouted to the crowd, many of whom were still screaming or
recovering. �Our present to you all and launching the newest
of our product lines!�

�Oh you
utter bastards,� Severus heard Remus gasp.

�Our gift
to you to begin this New Year,� George took over, �Is two hours of returned
youth! The potion will only have affected you if you�re of age. It will have
immediately changed your appearance and body to half that of your life span.
So, if you�re forty, you will find yourself twenty in the mirror.�

�We hope
you enjoy your portion of returned exuberance!�

Laughter
was starting to reverberate off the bricked walls and Severus couldn�t deny it
was the best large-scale prank the twins had pulled off in a long time.

�Oh my God!� Ron was positively bouncing next to him. �Twenty-year-old
Severus!�

�Wow,
Remus!� Tonks exclaimed

Severus
spun round to look at Remus who looked just like had on the day they�d left
Hogwarts in his uniform. Tonks had shrunk and for the entire world looked a
thirteen year old girl.

�This is
brilliant,� Ron laughed, reaching up to turn Severus� face back towards him and
examine it. �Your brow isn�t as creased, and� oh� your old teeth are back.�

�No!�
Severus� hand flew to his mouth protectively.

�And your
fangs are gone,� Ron pouted. �But Godric�s balls you
look fit.� He immediately set his hands to running everywhere, hidden by the
flapping cloak. �You�re so skinny!�

�I filled
out in my late twenties,� Severus knew it was ridiculous to be embarrassed.

Ron�s hand
brushed over his groin and his eyes flew wide at the brazen move. �Well, that�s
still the same,� Ron whispered.

�Ron, you
didn�t drink!� Came a disappointed voice, and he laughed as Hermione walked
over, a nine-year-old in a toga.

�It smelt
of aniseed. You know I hate that,� Ron made a face. �And boy, am I glad I
didn�t drink.�

�But it�s
fun to be nine again, in body if not mind!�

�I think I
will have considerably more fun remaining my own age and taking advantage of
Severus� reduced one,� Ron tucked his wand in the waistband of the tutu and
reached for Severus� hand. �I bid you farewell.�

Severus let
himself be tugged, laughing as he tripped over his own feet slightly, feeling
very strange in his twenty-year-old body again. His hand was restored to full
functionality and he felt so loose.

�Twenty-year-old
Severus,� George laughed from the fountain. �Your hair�s all greasy again like
before Ron whipped you into shape!�

�My, my, Severus! It�s like stepping back in time. And Remus too! You look like you�ve
just tumbled out of detention,� Albus laughed.

Severus was
momentarily stunned at the transformation in the old man before he pulled
himself back together and said, �I�d forgotten how to be this young.�

�I can�t
believe I�m in a thirteen year old�s body!� Tonks
wailed, stamping her foot. �I don�t get to appreciate you,� she turned to
Remus. �Be a bit weird� wouldn�t it?�

Remus made
a face. �What were you expecting, anyway, a strip tease?�

�Now I am.�

�I haven�t
had nearly enough champagne for that,� Remus sighed dramatically. �Though
Severus has, bet he�d give it a whirl if you asked nicely, or if Ron did.�

�Ron I
believe you were leading me somewhere?� Severus asked pointedly and Ron
snorted.

�Oh, no,
you want to stay and put on a show you�re welcome to.�

�Ron!�
Severus hissed through gritted teeth.

�Oh keep your knickers on,� Ron had to fight hard to breathe against the
laughter.

�Think the
point is they�ll be coming off,� Albus laughed, and walked away.

�Oh� no.
That was too much. Must� vomit��

***

Severus
rinsed his mouth round and spat out in the sink, his eyes trained on his much
younger face in the mirror.

�Come on!�
Ron shouted. �Twenty minutes of the two hours have already gone! Get out here!�

They were
in the room Harry had reserved for them to stay in overnight. Severus left the
tiny ensuite bathroom and smiled as he walked back
into the bedroom. Ron was waiting anxiously by the bed, which was simply magnificent.
It was a huge four poster, but instead of proper curtains, shimmering
translucent magenta fabric tumbled to the floor on each open face of the frame.

�It looks
like a whorehouse in here,� Severus commented, wobbling slightly.

�Well
that�s not far off from what it�s going to be used for, is it?� Ron asked with
a grin. �Now, strip. I want my money�s worth as a sorry for the week of bloody
mental torment I�ve gone through from hearing you groan another man�s name in
the throes of passion.�

Severus did
as he was asked with an ashamed blush on his cheeks, noticing how lithe he
felt, muscle-wise. He pushed down his trousers and threw his arms out for Ron�s
comment.

�Very
nice,� Ron sighed, tilting his head slightly. �So this� this is you as Remus
would have had you?�

�Near
enough,� Severus nodded.

�Lucky fucking bastard.� Ron launched at him and Severus provided no support as they
both tumbled for the floor, kissing ferociously.

�Do you
prefer me this way?� Severus breathed heavily as Ron kissed down his chest.

He paused
and looked up before kissing over Severus� belly button. �I love you any which
way, Severus, as long as you�re you.�

�Oh, smooth
answer,� Severus let his head tilt back as Ron�s breath tickled over his dick.

�I am very
smooth,� Ron grinned, his halo glinting in the dim bedroom lighting. �You were
so thin and delicate and��

�And what?�
Severus narrowed his eyes.

�A bit
feminine, if I�m honest.�

�What?!�

�That�s not
a bad thing,� Ron kissed down Severus� thigh, the dark hair slightly lesser and
even thinner than he was used to. �You just seem smaller, more
dainty, if you like.�

�I am not dainty,� Severus growled.

�I bet
Remus would agree with me,� Ron licked all the way down the side of the thigh
taking his face back to Severus� groin.

�Ron, are you going to keep mentioning his name all night? Are you trying to
trick me into calling you by it again?�

�No,� Ron frowned. �I�m just saying� he�s� Like, you could go to Hermione, and
say, �Ron�s a great kisser, isn�t he?��

�Think a
lot of yourself, don�tcha?� Severus laughed.

�My point is you could do that. But Remus is the only person I know who�s ever
experienced you in the same way I have, and that leaves room for comparison.
And if I think you were dainty at twenty then I�m going to ask his opinion.�

�Fine,�
Severus shook his head. �But can you get to the point? I wasn�t best known for
my patience, even at twenty. Ask Remus.�

Ron snorted
and moved his head forward, extending his tongue in an unhurried movement and
letting it graze across the tip of Severus� erection. He picked it up with
gentle fingers and began to properly lave over the head, causing hissing noises
to break out of Severus� mouth as he jerked upwards.

�Even that
feels different�� He sank a hand into Ron�s hair. �So good.�

Ron sucked
the tip in and proceeded to kiss the member with his tongue, making sure to
breathe heavily through his nose, grip tightly with his fingers and give an
appreciative groan every now and then. It wasn�t particularly sexy, or
polished, but the telltale signs of his husband�s approaching orgasm appeased
him.

Taking a
little more in his well-practiced mouth, Ron took his fingers down to cup them
under the soft, slightly hairy buttocks being wasted on the carpet.

�Ohhhhhyessss,� Severus arched his back up, arms haphazardly
spread out either side of him, like he was boneless. �Fuck!�

Ron had
barely laid on half of the moves in his arsenal and yet his mouth was full of
salty liquid, and he shot his eyes upward to see the youthful face contorted in
bliss, mouth shaped around a word which never made it out of Severus� throat.
He swallowed and pulled back.

�� I�m
guessing the speed is an age-related thing?�

His only
answer was a panting noise which made him glow inside. It felt so strange to be
confronted with the younger version of his husband, like suddenly they were on
a level which Ron had never been party to before, having never been sexually
with anyone of his own age. It was making him tingle with excitement and he was
surprised at the litheness with which he leapt to his feet and grabbed Severus�
hands, hoisting him up too.

Ron managed
to support him into the wall as the champagne really took hold of his
bloodstream, making his head loll and his eyes remain close as he was manhandled.

�Ron, s�not�urrrgh, what
are you doing? T�bed�s over there.�

Ron�s eyes
flew wide and sparkled with glee at the sudden change in Severus� accent and
found himself unable to hold down his laugh. �It�s
changed your voice� it�s��

�Oh God!�
Severus� eyes flew open at the realisation. �No. It�s just� when I was younger
I weren�t�wasn�t as good as hiding it as I am now. It never comes up nowadays.�

�Actually,
hearing you like that, it�s more present than I realised. Eeeee,�
Ron bounced a little, his tutu scraping over Severus� naked flesh and making
him hiss. �Oh, sorry!�

Ron pushed
away when he was content his lover wouldn�t slide down the wall and land in a
puddle at his feet. Severus had his head tilted back on the wall, eyes shut,
throat exposed and his body completely bare to the room.

�You can
take advantage of me if you want,� Severus grinned, keeping his eyes shut.
�Just put your hand on me and I�ll be hard again.�

It was a
half-challenge Ron couldn�t resist and he extended his index finger to trail it
up the softened shaft, watching with amazed eyes as it twitched beneath his
touch and started to harden again.

�Do you think they�ve put some sort of aphrodisiac in the punch?� Ron wondered
aloud and blushed when Severus laughed drunkenly.

�Ron, think about it� I�m twenty again and not forty. My responses were quicker
then.�

Ron didn�t
miss the badly concealed worry in Severus� tone and he stepped forward and
kissed him, gently grabbing his face when he jumped at the sudden contact.
�Severus, as much as I�m enjoying you at twenty, I�ll enjoy you just as much
when the potion wears off and we�re back to normal.�

Seemingly
appeased, the tiny crease which had appeared between Severus� eyes relaxed and
Ron smiled. �So is that offer still open?�

�Yeah.�

Even that
was different. Severus never said �yeah� but always �yes�. Ron tried not to squee out loud again. He pulled out his adapted fairy wand
and waved it, smiling as he watched the lithe, toned arms be pulled in an
upward motion and be fixed together at the wrists and then to the wall. Then he
flicked it again and saw Severus shiver as the cooling spell hit his naked
flesh.

�Oh Merlin
what are you going to do to me?� It was a question, but there was no worry in
the tone, only a sort of desperate begging which was music to Ron�s ears.

�What do
you want?� Ron reached out and trailed the wand down Severus� chest.

�Would you
think any less of me if I said another blow job and something up my arse?�

��I�d only think less of you if you didn�t ask me
nicely,� Ron replied tauntingly.

He watched
as Severus� lips curled into a smirk, and as he kept his eyes firmly closed
together, he said, �I would like you to suck me off and shove something up my
backside, please, if it�s not too much trouble...�

Almost
tripping over his feet with sheer want, his erection pressing into the tight
jeans, Ron flew round to where they�d dumped their overnight bag and grabbed
the highly useful magical dildo that he had insisted be packed. He tapped it
with his wand and uttered an instruction he hoped Severus couldn�t hear, and
the object lengthened and formed in his hand. He coated it in their usual
preferred silky lubricant and hurried back to the wall.

�Want me to
prepare anything? Surely you�re a bit� tighter�� He tried to hold in his laugh
at the situation they found themselves in.

�No,� Severus replied through gritted teeth, thrusting his hips forward and
groaning.

Ron didn�t
waste time asking again; nearly two years of their sexual relationship had told
him there was no point. He knocked apart the thin thighs and positioned what he
held in his hand, before thrusting it up into the tight void he was longing to
have for himself. That�ll come later,
patience!

A gruff,
surprised cry tore into the room and Severus jerked at the intrusion. �Oh you would choose this bastard thing,
wouldn�t you?� He hissed, breath catching in anticipation.

�Well,� Ron
sighed, pushing harder with his fingers and shifting it in even further. �You
know me. Never one to miss an opportunity� Do you think you can hold that in or
would you like help?�

Severus
seriously considered his options, but he was already painfully hard again and
his elevated arms robbed him of an indecent amount of self-control. �I want
help,� he muttered, trying to ignore the flush he knew was in his cheeks.

�I would
too,� Ron pressed a soft kiss to the straining erection, before sticking the
wand in between the legs and tapping the end of the dildo, to enable the
inbuilt adhesive charm which would keep it in place whilst it worked.

�Ready?�
Ron licked a deeper kiss into the shaft.

�As I�ll
ever be,� Severus gasped, feeling fuller and far tighter than he could ever
remember being.

�Fast or slow?�

�Your
choice,� he gasped again as Ron tapped the end of the dildo stretching his
entrance and it began to move slowly within him, one particular part of it
curving enough to press straight into the part that mattered. �Oh sweet hell��

Ron licked
a trail up the quivering member unsubtly batting him in the nose. �You�re so
impatient, my darling Severus.�

�Wouldn�t
you be?� Severus� breathy laugh made Ron roll his eyes. �Wouldn�t you be if�
ah� shit.�

He tensed
as what was moving inside of him quickened and pressed more firmly into the
nerve bundle, and let out somewhat of a strangled scream.

�I think
your amazing speed�s about to be put on display again,� Ron chuckled darkly as
he closed his lips around the tip of Severus� cock and ever-so-slowly eased the
tip of his tongue over the rounded head.

He formed a
tight ring around the base with his thumb and middle finger and pinched hard,
tearing another cry and a desperate thrust out of his lover.

�I� will�
pay� you� back� for� this�� Severus groaned, his words
punctuated by his gasps and grunts as he was thoroughly fucked and sucked off
at the same time.

�I look
forward to it,� Ron pulled back and grinned up at him, before returning his
lips directly to their job of teasing Severus� foreskin up and down, tormenting
him as it slid over the increasingly pearly purple head.

�I am going
to�.� There was a thump as Severus threw his head back in shock as the movement
inside of him speeded up to a point which was almost unbearable, pounding
against him, rubbing against his inner walls and pressing so, so devastatingly
against his sweetest spot that it felt like prolonged torture cunningly
disguised as pleasure. Ron�s lips on his dick did nothing to alleviate the
sheer bliss that overcame him.

�Oh fuckfuckfuckfuck,� he hissed, easing his hips forward and
straining for release but it refused to come, and it was a few more gasping,
huffing seconds before he realised it was the ring Ron had formed around the
base of his erection that was stopping it. �Let go!� He begged instantly.

A groan
came from his crotch which sounded like �no!� and when no release came to him
Severus snapped his hips out hard, trying to dislodge the fingers, but it only
served to bury his cock deeper within the hot wetness and he cried out again,
dangerously close to screaming with want.

It seemed
that, along with stripping twenty years of age off him, whatever had been in
the twins� punch had stripped off several of his inhibitions, too. He only
realised when he heard the strange mewling, begging, continual groan ripping
out of his throat, getting hoarser by the second. He was arching off the wall
with a ferocity which would have had his adult back blaring out a symphony of
pain. But he felt so full of fire it didn�t matter as he slammed back down on
it before rising again.

On the
floor between his legs, Ron was similarly electrified, his cock squeezing so
tightly in between his groin and the jeans he could feel the fabric cutting
into his hips, telling him he was harder than he had been in a long time. With
a stab of regret, he wondered if, had he drunk the spiked liquid, he would have
been able feel his own touch for two hours. He consoled himself with the
thought that at nine he�d never really had the inclination anyway. Unlike
twenty-year-old Severus who was becoming so sexually aggravated beneath his and
the dildo�s administrations it was somewhat of a shock.

�FUCK JUST LET ME COME!� The shout reverberated off the walls and Ron, as much
as he was enjoying it, knew he had to give in or Severus would pass the point
where his orgasm would remain pleasurable.

Ron
instantly slid his mouth backwards to the tip and was about to release his
fingers when there was a sudden, frantic thumping on the door.

�Ignore it,� Severus commanded, hips bouncing in a wanton rhythm as he reacted
to the fucking in his back passage. �Let me come, please God let go of me� oh
god, oh god, oh god!�

Whoever was
at the door wasn�t letting up and Ron thought he heard the frightened shout of
either of the twins. Confusion crossed his brow but Severus was clearly too far
gone to be able to consider stopping. Preparing his jaw for an onslaught, Ron
released his fingers and knew Severus would regret the ear-shattering shriek he
released as he bucked forward and promptly expelled his orgasm, his body
writhing against the binding on his wrists and still thrusting along with the
dildo. Severus found himself unable to breathe, the
heat and the prickling burn robbed him of the ability. He felt the orgasm right
to the depths of his belly and all the way down the backs of his thighs,
torturing him magnificently, dragging it out of him kicking and screaming, in
long spurts. Ron diligently swallowed the contents of his mouth and was
surprised as it rapidly filled again, though he shouldn�t have been, he
realised.

Ron grabbed
his wand but was suddenly hit with a rush of cool air as the door was thrown
open and his eyes widened in shock before he managed to act. He swiped his wand
at the air and sent up an opaque barrier between themselves and whoever the
intruder was; protecting his husband�s much needed privacy.

Ron�s own
breath was ragged as he sat back on his heels, dragging a hand over his mouth,
before whispering, �Finite incantatem� and heard the
thump as the dildo slithered out of it�s sheathed position and hit the floor,
and another swipe of the wand removed the binding on Severus� wrists, creating
another thump as he slid bonelessly down to join what
had been merrily fucking him only seconds before with an overtly sexual groan
escaping his lips.

�I�m
sorry,� came a desperate voice, �I�m sorry to interrupt but Severus I need your
help, something�s wrong with Remus� I don�t know� he� please help me. I�ll wait
on the landing. I�m so sorry for interrupting.�

Ron
frowned; he had rarely ever heard George sound so distressed and as the door
closed he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

�Severus?�
he turned to look at his husband, panting on the floor, face redder than he�d
ever seen it before, his eyes slightly glazed.
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