Fic: A Proper Househeating
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alisanneTitle: A Proper Househeating
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 805
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None, really
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adventdrabbles's prompt #12 Mr and Mr Christmas ornament.
Betas:sevfan and emynn
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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A Proper Househeating
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When Harry answered the door, Hermione was standing there, a sheepish-looking Ron behind her. “Happy Christmas, Harry,” she said, walking in. Hugging him, she continued, “Ronald has something to say to you, I believe, and while he does that I think I’ll go and talk to Severus.” Then, shooting a warning look at Ron, she moved into the house.
Harry and Ron stared at each other until Ron coughed. “Um, yeah. So first off, mate, I just wanted to say I was wrong to say all those things I said earlier.”
Leaning against the doorframe, Harry crossed his arms. “Those things you said earlier? You mean about me and Severus?”
“They weren’t about you!” Ron protested. At Harry’s continued stare, he sighed. “Well, I didn’t mean for them to be at least. I’ve nothing against you being gay.”
“No?”
“No!” Ron exhaled and, after a pause, said, “So I want to say that I’m not homophobic and I want to help support you in your chosen relationship.”
Despite himself, Harry smiled faintly. “Did Hermione make you memorise a speech?”
Reaching up, Ron rubbed the back of his neck. “No?”
Harry waited.
Ron groaned. “Yes. She said that I should stick to her suggestions because when I start making things up myself is when I get into trouble.”
Harry was outright smiling. “She’s sort of right.”
Ron sighed. “I know, but if I start spouting stuff about validating your feelings and supporting your life choices you know it’s not really me.”
“True.” The smile faded from Harry’s face. “So just tell me in your own words how you feel, mate.”
Squaring his shoulders, Ron said, “I was bang out of line. And I knew it when I was saying it but somehow the words just...kept coming. Anyway, it’s not you being gay I’ve a problem with, and it’s not even Snape per se.”
Harry blinked. “No?”
Ron flushed red. “Well it is Snape a little I suppose. You have to admit, Harry, he was a git when we were in school.”
“I was a bit of a berk myself, though,” said Harry.
Ron chuckled. “Yeah, I guess we all had our moments. Anyway, I’m okay with Snape as long as you’re happy, which I can tell you are.”
“You can?”
Ron rolled is eyes. “Mate, you smile all the time, you even hum at the office. It’s a bit disgusting.”
Harry grinned. “Sorry.”
“No you’re not.” Ron smiled. “But that’s all good. My problem--”
“Yes,” Harry prodded gently.
“My problem was that it meant I had to accept that you were never going to be related to me.” Ron shrugged. “Ever since we met back on Platform 9¾, it felt like you were one of my brothers.”
“Ron.” Reaching for him, Harry pulled him into a rough hug. “Mate, I will always be your brother.” He grinned. “If only because your mum wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Harry could feel Ron relax. “Right, well then...sorry for what I said. And happy Christmas to the both of you.” He lowered his voice. “Although I swear to Merlin, Harry, if he ever hurts you--”
“...everything all right in here?” Severus and Hermione stood there, wine glasses in hand. “Dinner will be ready soon.”
“We’re brilliant, Severus,” said Harry, pulling back from Ron. “Right, mate?”
“Yeah,” said Ron, reaching into his robes. “So I’ve a gift. It’s a--” He glanced at Hermione. “Househeating?”
She rolled her eyes. “House warming.”
“Yeah. That.” Ron thrust it at Harry. “It’s for both of you.”
“Perhaps you should come in and close the door. We can open it in the living room,” suggested Severus.
They moved inside to the warm living room. Hermione sat while Ron shuffled awkwardly from foot to foot. “I picked it out myself,” he said as Harry opened it, Severus hovering protectively behind him.
When Harry opened the box it was to reveal a simple Christmas ornament. It was a white ceramic ball, red string attached, with the words “Mr and Mr” inscribed on it.
Harry swallowed hard. “Thanks, mate,” he choked out.
Severus placed a hand on Harry’s back. “Well done, Mr Weasley,” he murmured. “Perhaps we should put it on the tree?” he said to Harry, who nodded.
As they turned away, Harry heard Hermione say, “That was good, Ron. Maybe there’s hope for you after all.”
Reaching up, Harry hung the ball in the front and centre of their tree. “So,” he whispered. “That’s one side of the family accounted for.”
Severus sighed. “Indeed.” Then, smirking he said, “I invited the Malfoys to visit tomorrow.”
Harry groaned.
“I tolerate your family,” Severus reminded him.
Grinning, Harry leaned in and kissed him. “I guess that’s just part of Christmas.”
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 805
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None, really
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles's prompt #12 Mr and Mr Christmas ornament.Betas:
sevfan and emynnDisclaimer: 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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A Proper Househeating
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When Harry answered the door, Hermione was standing there, a sheepish-looking Ron behind her. “Happy Christmas, Harry,” she said, walking in. Hugging him, she continued, “Ronald has something to say to you, I believe, and while he does that I think I’ll go and talk to Severus.” Then, shooting a warning look at Ron, she moved into the house.
Harry and Ron stared at each other until Ron coughed. “Um, yeah. So first off, mate, I just wanted to say I was wrong to say all those things I said earlier.”
Leaning against the doorframe, Harry crossed his arms. “Those things you said earlier? You mean about me and Severus?”
“They weren’t about you!” Ron protested. At Harry’s continued stare, he sighed. “Well, I didn’t mean for them to be at least. I’ve nothing against you being gay.”
“No?”
“No!” Ron exhaled and, after a pause, said, “So I want to say that I’m not homophobic and I want to help support you in your chosen relationship.”
Despite himself, Harry smiled faintly. “Did Hermione make you memorise a speech?”
Reaching up, Ron rubbed the back of his neck. “No?”
Harry waited.
Ron groaned. “Yes. She said that I should stick to her suggestions because when I start making things up myself is when I get into trouble.”
Harry was outright smiling. “She’s sort of right.”
Ron sighed. “I know, but if I start spouting stuff about validating your feelings and supporting your life choices you know it’s not really me.”
“True.” The smile faded from Harry’s face. “So just tell me in your own words how you feel, mate.”
Squaring his shoulders, Ron said, “I was bang out of line. And I knew it when I was saying it but somehow the words just...kept coming. Anyway, it’s not you being gay I’ve a problem with, and it’s not even Snape per se.”
Harry blinked. “No?”
Ron flushed red. “Well it is Snape a little I suppose. You have to admit, Harry, he was a git when we were in school.”
“I was a bit of a berk myself, though,” said Harry.
Ron chuckled. “Yeah, I guess we all had our moments. Anyway, I’m okay with Snape as long as you’re happy, which I can tell you are.”
“You can?”
Ron rolled is eyes. “Mate, you smile all the time, you even hum at the office. It’s a bit disgusting.”
Harry grinned. “Sorry.”
“No you’re not.” Ron smiled. “But that’s all good. My problem--”
“Yes,” Harry prodded gently.
“My problem was that it meant I had to accept that you were never going to be related to me.” Ron shrugged. “Ever since we met back on Platform 9¾, it felt like you were one of my brothers.”
“Ron.” Reaching for him, Harry pulled him into a rough hug. “Mate, I will always be your brother.” He grinned. “If only because your mum wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Harry could feel Ron relax. “Right, well then...sorry for what I said. And happy Christmas to the both of you.” He lowered his voice. “Although I swear to Merlin, Harry, if he ever hurts you--”
“...everything all right in here?” Severus and Hermione stood there, wine glasses in hand. “Dinner will be ready soon.”
“We’re brilliant, Severus,” said Harry, pulling back from Ron. “Right, mate?”
“Yeah,” said Ron, reaching into his robes. “So I’ve a gift. It’s a--” He glanced at Hermione. “Househeating?”
She rolled her eyes. “House warming.”
“Yeah. That.” Ron thrust it at Harry. “It’s for both of you.”
“Perhaps you should come in and close the door. We can open it in the living room,” suggested Severus.
They moved inside to the warm living room. Hermione sat while Ron shuffled awkwardly from foot to foot. “I picked it out myself,” he said as Harry opened it, Severus hovering protectively behind him.
When Harry opened the box it was to reveal a simple Christmas ornament. It was a white ceramic ball, red string attached, with the words “Mr and Mr” inscribed on it.
Harry swallowed hard. “Thanks, mate,” he choked out.
Severus placed a hand on Harry’s back. “Well done, Mr Weasley,” he murmured. “Perhaps we should put it on the tree?” he said to Harry, who nodded.
As they turned away, Harry heard Hermione say, “That was good, Ron. Maybe there’s hope for you after all.”
Reaching up, Harry hung the ball in the front and centre of their tree. “So,” he whispered. “That’s one side of the family accounted for.”
Severus sighed. “Indeed.” Then, smirking he said, “I invited the Malfoys to visit tomorrow.”
Harry groaned.
“I tolerate your family,” Severus reminded him.
Grinning, Harry leaned in and kissed him. “I guess that’s just part of Christmas.”
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Date: 2013-12-15 01:53 am (UTC)*laughter*
This lovely tale was just what I needed tonight :-)
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Date: 2013-12-24 08:53 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2013-12-16 02:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-24 08:53 pm (UTC)Thanks so much!
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Date: 2013-12-16 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-24 08:54 pm (UTC)Thanks, hon.
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Date: 2013-12-26 08:43 pm (UTC)The last part, the one regarding Severus invitation to the Malfoys, made me LOL. There's nothing that defines Christmas better than having your in-laws home, whether you love them or not. Beautifully told, ali. This was funny, loving and brilliantly realistic all at the same time. :)
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Date: 2013-12-29 01:35 am (UTC)Heee! Yeah, people keep wanting me to write the Malfoy visit but I may have to. *giggles* I do have some prompts still left to do, after all. ;)
Thank you, my dear! I'm so pleased you enjoyed it!