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Best Served Cold	By : ieatmyfeelings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 12776 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Best Served Cold

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter all recognisable aspects of this fanfiction belong to JK.

AN: hey guys here is my first story on aff for you, I have this story posted on ff.net as well as well as my two other full length stories! I owe a huge part (like massively huge) of this story to Danniperson who came up with the idea and helped me with a lot of details for this chapter! If you haven’t read any of her stories yet I suggest you do my favorite so far is Resistance! And a huge shout out to my beta waiting4amadmanwithabox you’re my hero…and here we are enjoy!!

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This story starts out as a Drarry but turns into Snarry so no worries guys we get our tall dark and handsome one ;)

Chapter 1: Perfection

            “I have a perfect life.” Was all Harry Potter could think about as he lay in bed next to his husband early in the morning of their twins’ third birthday.

            Harry smiled over at his husband who was snoring softly, (not that he would ever admit he snored), with his platinum blonde hair fanned out around his head on the pillow like a hallow. When he and Draco started messing around early in their fifth year, never had Harry ever thought that he would have ended keeping Draco from taking the dark mark; marrying the git and having twin boys.

            Harry smiled and thought back to that summer day shortly after the battle in the Department of Mysteries; when Harry had been helping de-gnome the garden at the Burrow. He and Ron were taking bets on how far they could toss a particularly nasty gnome who had bit Harry’s thumb, when they heard yelling from the front yard. When Harry rounded the corner he saw Draco standing in a circle of Weasleys, his hands in the air with half a dozen wands pointed at him. “Draco, what are you doing here?” Harry had asked, shocking his adopted family by using Malfoy’s first name. Harry could remember the exact look of relief and love that came over the blonde’s face upon seeing Harry; that was when Harry realized he wanted to be with Draco for real.

            “Oh you know, I fancied getting my arse hexed so I decided to apparate on over!” Draco had responded sarcastically with an amused smile, as if he didn’t have the whole Weasley clan willing to do exactly that.

            Harry laughed as he pushed his way through the Weasleys to stand in front of Draco who quirked an aristocratic eyebrow before leaning in and giving Harry a quick kiss. Needless to say, Harry had a lot of explaining to do that day and so had Draco. As it turned out, Draco had run away from the Manor to the Burrow because his family was about to make him take the Dark Mark and he didn’t want to.

            Harry smiled at the memory and leaned over, giving his husband a soft kiss on his sleeping mouth, as he continued reminiscing.

            It had been three months to the day after the final battle when Severus Snape, and the complete Weasley family had trekked down the Ministry of Magic to witness Harry Potter marry Draco Malfoy. A year later Draco had given birth to their twins; two adorable grey eyed boys with strawberry blonde hair. Both Harry and Severus had teared up at seeing Lily Potters genes passed on.

            For the last three years Sebastian and Alexander had been the center of the couple’s world. Although the boys are identical in appearance, they are polar opposites in personality. Sebastian from the beginning was quiet, never crying even when he messed himself; when he wanted something, he would narrow those grey Malfoy eyes in a way that told you he expected you to do something, a Malfoy through and through. Alexander was a different story, from the moment he was born he was always making noises, either crying loudly when he wasn’t fed or changed quick enough, or cooing your ear off with his baby talk. As they got older, Bastian stayed the quiet thoughtful one and Zander was always talking, getting into mischief and always dragging his brother along.

            Harry chuckled as he heard three pairs of little feet thundering down the hallway. “Little Masters you is not to be waking your fathers’!” Twinky their house elf squeaked from the hallway. Twinky had been trained as a nurse maid by a pure blood family but had been freed when their children grew up and had found her way to Hogwarts, where Harry had been teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts since the war. Within a week, Twinky had moved into the house Harry and Draco had just bought in Hogsmede and had been a part of the family ever since. She was the one who taught Draco and Harry how to change a nappy, what to do if a baby is running a fever, and how to get spit up out of silk robes.

            Harry chuckled at the sounds of distress the elf was making as she tried to get the excited boys to go to the kitchen for breakfast. “Draco love, your sons are awake.” he said as he leaned over to kiss Draco.

            “They aren’t my sons until nine. You know that.” Draco muttered sleepily as he rolled over so he was facing away from Harry.

            Harry shook his head in amusement as he ran his lips down Draco’s neck and over his shoulder blades. “I’m sure I could convince you to get up.” He whispered, his lips brushing lightly against Draco’s fair skin. “Twinky is feeding them now, so we are free to have a shower together.”

            Draco moaned softly before rolling back over to face his husband “I love you.” he said with a cocky smirk as he slowly crawled out of bed and walked over to the door of en-suite bathroom. “Aren’t you coming?” he called as he turned on the shower.

            “Yes, my life is perfect.” Harry thought once again as he quickly rushed to join his husband in the shower, shedding his boxers on the way.

“I can’t believe they are three already!” A very pregnant Hermione exclaimed as he watched Bastian and Zander running around the back yard, being chased by hers and Ron’s daughter Rebecca who was only a month older than the twins.

            “I know ‘Mione! I can’t believe it was three years ago today I was being threatened with blue balls for the rest of my life!” Harry laughed with a blush as Draco glared at him.

            Hermione was spared her response by the twins running by, screaming “Uncle Seb’rus!!!”

            “Guess the last guest has arrived!” Harry laughed as he turned and walked towards the garden gate to free Severus from the grasps of the birthday boys. As Harry walked towards the older man, he was struck by how thankful he was that Severus had always carried a blood clotting potion and an anti-venom potion with him whenever he was in the Dark Lord’s presence. When Harry had returned to the Shrieking Shack after the battle to retrieve the fallen hero’s body, he found Severus shakily performing healing charms on himself. Throughout the years, Harry and Snape had formed a fairly close friendship and it wasn’t uncommon to find Harry down in Severus’ quarters for a drink after a long day of teaching ‘the dunderheads’ or for Severus to be over for Sunday dinner. “Need help?” Harry asked, trying to hold in his laughter as Sebastian searched the pockets of Severus’s robes for his birthday presents and Alexander climbed up Severus’s back, wrapping his little arms tightly around the older man’s neck.

            “Obviously Potter!” Severus snapped, but his eyes held none of the former hostility they had years before.

            Harry laughed as he pried Zander off of Severus’s back. “Boys, there will be no gifts unless you behave.” he stated, trying his hardest to be stern.

            “We’ll be good daddy!” Zander said with a huge smile as he grabbed Bastian’s hand and pulled him off to where the birthday cake was sitting on a long table.

            Severus shook his head as he watched the boys being shooed away from the cake by Molly Weasley. “Remind me to retire before they come to Hogwarts.” he said smiling softly.

            “Remind me next year that birthday parties are bad ideas.” Harry muttered, as he climbed into bed that evening after everything had been cleaned up and the boys had been tucked in.

            Draco snorted, crawling into bed next to him and cuddling up close. “I was hoping to talk to you about that…well something related to that.” Draco muttered nervously.

            Harry frowned at his husband’s obvious discomfort. “What are you talking about Draco?” he asked gently.

            “I want another baby.” Draco said quietly.

            Harry thought about it for a second before smiling and kissing Draco. “And to think, I thought we were done with dirty nappys for a while!”

            Draco sat up and looked down at Harry. “Is that a yes?” he asked, almost afraid to believe his ears. “I will start the pregnancy potion tomorrow then!” Draco exclaimed happily upon seeing Harry’s nod and smile.

            As Harry fell asleep that night he thought for the last time of the day. “My life is perfect.”
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