Drabble: Achievement of a Lifetime
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alisanneTitle: Achievement of a Lifetime
Author:alisanne
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
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harry100's prompt #220: Achievement
Rating: PG-13
Length: 100 x 8
Warnings: None
Summary: Severus counts amongst Harry's highest achievements.
Beta:emynn
Notes: Yay, Snarry!
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Achievement of a Lifetime
~
“Not guilty,” declared the Chief Mugwump. “The defendant is free to go.”
Several people in the courtroom began muttering, others clapped, but Snape simply looked gobsmacked. Harry, situated behind him, leaned forward. “Congratulations, sir.”
Face set, Snape turned to look at him. “Indeed. I can hardly take credit for this achievement, Potter. Your testimony went a long way to ensuring my freedom.”
Harry smiled. “It was the least I could do. You saved my life more times than I can count.”
Snape’s expression didn’t change, but Harry could sense he’d relaxed. “Hopefully those days are over.”
Harry grinned. “We’ll see.”
~
“Honestly, Potter, there are easier ways to get attention.”
“I didn’t plan this,” Harry groaned, trying to sit up. A firm hand in the centre of his chest kept him still.
“You never plan anything, do you?” Snape, his dry tone belying the concern in his eyes, sighed. “You’re supposed to think things through once you achieve adulthood, not charge headlong into every situation.”
“Sorry.”
Snape snorted. “Why do I bother? You’re an Auror and a Gryffindor. I suppose I should be grateful that you deigned to see a Healer.”
Harry grinned. “How could I resist your bedside manner?”
“Indeed.”
~
“Back again? You don’t look injured.” Snape’s eyes raked Harry’s body.
Harry smiled. “Is that the only time I’m allowed to see you?”
Snape raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t visited since your last raid.” He smirked. “It’s been at least a week. Quite an achievement.”
Harry laughed. “Thanks. Actually, I’m here to ask a question.”
“Medical advice?” Snape crossed his arms.
“No.” Harry swallowed hard. I can do this. “I was wondering if you’d have dinner with me.”
“Dinner?” Snape’s eyes narrowed. “Why?”
Because I fancy you. “So we can talk.” Harry held his breath.
Finally, Snape nodded. “Very well.”
~
To Harry’s surprise, Snape brought pictures to dinner. “I assumed you’d wish to discuss your mother.”
“Amongst other things, yes,” Harry agreed.
Snape proved entertaining, especially when he told Harry stories about his childhood with Lily. “...changed when we arrived at Hogwarts, however.”
“Because you were Sorted into different Houses?”
“Indeed.” Snape toyed with his wineglass, his eyes distant. “It would’ve been quite the achievement had we managed to stay together. Sadly, that wasn’t meant to be.”
“I’m sorry,” whispered Harry. Is he still in love with Mum?
Snape focussed on him. “I’m not. Life’s...working out.”
Harry smiled. “Yeah.”
~
“That was fun,” Harry said as they approached Spinner’s End.
“Indeed.” Snape smirked. “And it was certainly refreshing talking to you when you’re not injured.”
Harry smiled. “Can we do it again sometime?”
“Again?” Snape pursed his lips. “Perhaps, although your reputation would suffer.”
“My reputation?” Harry frowned.
Snape stared at Harry. “Surely you realise that even given your achievements, being seen with me is a public relations nightmare.”
“I don’t care,” Harry murmured.
Snape blinked. “What?”
Following his instincts, Harry clasped Snape’s arm. “When have I ever cared what people think of me?” And, leaning in, he kissed Snape.
~
Snape actually kissed him back, but within seconds Harry was shoved away. “What was that?” Snape snapped.
“A kiss,” panted Harry. “And you kissed me back. Don’t deny it.”
Snape narrowed his eyes. “What did you hope to achieve by that?”
“Achieve?” Harry growled. “I didn’t hope to achieve anything, except maybe to show you that I fancy you. This isn’t a plot or plan, if that’s what you’re thinking. All I want is--”
“What?” Snape grabbed Harry’s shoulders. “What did you want?”
“You,” Harry whispered.
“Indeed,” breathed Snape, dragging him close. “Then far be it for me to argue.”
~
Somehow they made it inside Snape’s house. Harry wasn’t too clear on how, although he certainly wasn’t going to argue. Not with the way Snape thrust him against the wall, kissing him breathless.
“Merlin,” Harry gasped. “Wanted this all night--”
“Me, too,” admitted Snape between kisses.
Harry laughed softly, clinging to Snape. “Brilliant.”
They moved together, clothing being shed to reveal skin. Skin that Harry strove to touch every inch of. He achieved his goal, and in the process, made it to Snape’s bed. “Still worried about my reputation?” he whispered afterward.
Snape chuckled softly. “Certainly not. Just my stamina.”
~
“How do I look?” Harry asked, facing Hermione.
She smiled. “Very handsome.” Reaching up, she patted down a part of his hair. “You’ve even achieved civilised hair.” She winked. “It must be love.”
Harry snorted. “I almost shaved my head. And of course it’s love.”
“I know.” Chuckling, Hermione linked their arms. “And I’m glad you’re not bald. Ready?”
“Definitely.”
They entered the chapel where people was gathered. Upon Seeing Severus at the altar, Harry sighed. “I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
Kissing his cheek, Hermione nodded. “You know, I think you are. Come on, let’s get you married.”
~
Author:
alisanneCharacter(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Challenge: Written for
harry100/harry100's prompt #220: AchievementRating: PG-13
Length: 100 x 8
Warnings: None
Summary: Severus counts amongst Harry's highest achievements.
Beta:
emynnNotes: Yay, Snarry!
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
~
Achievement of a Lifetime
~
“Not guilty,” declared the Chief Mugwump. “The defendant is free to go.”
Several people in the courtroom began muttering, others clapped, but Snape simply looked gobsmacked. Harry, situated behind him, leaned forward. “Congratulations, sir.”
Face set, Snape turned to look at him. “Indeed. I can hardly take credit for this achievement, Potter. Your testimony went a long way to ensuring my freedom.”
Harry smiled. “It was the least I could do. You saved my life more times than I can count.”
Snape’s expression didn’t change, but Harry could sense he’d relaxed. “Hopefully those days are over.”
Harry grinned. “We’ll see.”
~
“Honestly, Potter, there are easier ways to get attention.”
“I didn’t plan this,” Harry groaned, trying to sit up. A firm hand in the centre of his chest kept him still.
“You never plan anything, do you?” Snape, his dry tone belying the concern in his eyes, sighed. “You’re supposed to think things through once you achieve adulthood, not charge headlong into every situation.”
“Sorry.”
Snape snorted. “Why do I bother? You’re an Auror and a Gryffindor. I suppose I should be grateful that you deigned to see a Healer.”
Harry grinned. “How could I resist your bedside manner?”
“Indeed.”
~
“Back again? You don’t look injured.” Snape’s eyes raked Harry’s body.
Harry smiled. “Is that the only time I’m allowed to see you?”
Snape raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t visited since your last raid.” He smirked. “It’s been at least a week. Quite an achievement.”
Harry laughed. “Thanks. Actually, I’m here to ask a question.”
“Medical advice?” Snape crossed his arms.
“No.” Harry swallowed hard. I can do this. “I was wondering if you’d have dinner with me.”
“Dinner?” Snape’s eyes narrowed. “Why?”
Because I fancy you. “So we can talk.” Harry held his breath.
Finally, Snape nodded. “Very well.”
~
To Harry’s surprise, Snape brought pictures to dinner. “I assumed you’d wish to discuss your mother.”
“Amongst other things, yes,” Harry agreed.
Snape proved entertaining, especially when he told Harry stories about his childhood with Lily. “...changed when we arrived at Hogwarts, however.”
“Because you were Sorted into different Houses?”
“Indeed.” Snape toyed with his wineglass, his eyes distant. “It would’ve been quite the achievement had we managed to stay together. Sadly, that wasn’t meant to be.”
“I’m sorry,” whispered Harry. Is he still in love with Mum?
Snape focussed on him. “I’m not. Life’s...working out.”
Harry smiled. “Yeah.”
~
“That was fun,” Harry said as they approached Spinner’s End.
“Indeed.” Snape smirked. “And it was certainly refreshing talking to you when you’re not injured.”
Harry smiled. “Can we do it again sometime?”
“Again?” Snape pursed his lips. “Perhaps, although your reputation would suffer.”
“My reputation?” Harry frowned.
Snape stared at Harry. “Surely you realise that even given your achievements, being seen with me is a public relations nightmare.”
“I don’t care,” Harry murmured.
Snape blinked. “What?”
Following his instincts, Harry clasped Snape’s arm. “When have I ever cared what people think of me?” And, leaning in, he kissed Snape.
~
Snape actually kissed him back, but within seconds Harry was shoved away. “What was that?” Snape snapped.
“A kiss,” panted Harry. “And you kissed me back. Don’t deny it.”
Snape narrowed his eyes. “What did you hope to achieve by that?”
“Achieve?” Harry growled. “I didn’t hope to achieve anything, except maybe to show you that I fancy you. This isn’t a plot or plan, if that’s what you’re thinking. All I want is--”
“What?” Snape grabbed Harry’s shoulders. “What did you want?”
“You,” Harry whispered.
“Indeed,” breathed Snape, dragging him close. “Then far be it for me to argue.”
~
Somehow they made it inside Snape’s house. Harry wasn’t too clear on how, although he certainly wasn’t going to argue. Not with the way Snape thrust him against the wall, kissing him breathless.
“Merlin,” Harry gasped. “Wanted this all night--”
“Me, too,” admitted Snape between kisses.
Harry laughed softly, clinging to Snape. “Brilliant.”
They moved together, clothing being shed to reveal skin. Skin that Harry strove to touch every inch of. He achieved his goal, and in the process, made it to Snape’s bed. “Still worried about my reputation?” he whispered afterward.
Snape chuckled softly. “Certainly not. Just my stamina.”
~
“How do I look?” Harry asked, facing Hermione.
She smiled. “Very handsome.” Reaching up, she patted down a part of his hair. “You’ve even achieved civilised hair.” She winked. “It must be love.”
Harry snorted. “I almost shaved my head. And of course it’s love.”
“I know.” Chuckling, Hermione linked their arms. “And I’m glad you’re not bald. Ready?”
“Definitely.”
They entered the chapel where people was gathered. Upon Seeing Severus at the altar, Harry sighed. “I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
Kissing his cheek, Hermione nodded. “You know, I think you are. Come on, let’s get you married.”
~
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Date: 2013-06-10 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-14 01:31 am (UTC)Maybe Harry threatened to hex his hair of it didn't behave? ;)
Indeed Severus' stamina will be very important in the upcoming days, too! *g*
Thanks, hon!
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Date: 2013-06-11 12:56 am (UTC)...but did harry wear white? *giggling*
well done as always!
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Date: 2013-06-14 01:39 am (UTC)Yes, he'd be very competent and yes, gruff. Although, since he adores Harry, he'd be sure to take extra care with him. :)
I imagine Harry wore tasteful dress robes, as did Severus. *g*
Thanks, my dear!
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Date: 2013-06-11 01:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-14 01:39 am (UTC)Thanks, hon!