alisanne

Title: Love's Glow
Author:

alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley.
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for

snarry100/

snarry100's prompt# 634: Glow.
Summary: Harry works on his pet project.
Part Sixty-Four of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):

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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Love’s Glow

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“…annoying, actually,” said George, through the Floo.

“What is?” asked Severus.

“You and Harry being so disgustingly in love.”

Harry, sitting on the sofa, looked up. “Oi, I’m right here!”

“Clearly,” said George. “I can see your glow from here.”

“Fuck off,” said Harry, grinning.

“Best offer I’ve had all year,” laughed George. “Anyway, that’s the report, Snape. The shop’s doing great! I’ve deposited your money—”

Once the Floo closed, Severus stood, turning to face Harry. “What’s wrong? You’re frowning.”

“Am I really glowing?” asked Harry, trying to see his reflection in a side table.

Severus smirked. “The night’s young.”

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As Severus put Azizi and Amiri to bed, Harry secured the house. He joined Severus, who was already in bed reading, the soft lamplight making his face glow.

“Now you’re glowing,” Harry teased, shrugging off his dressing gown and slipping under the covers.

Severus eyed him over top his reading glasses. “As I should be since I’m nauseatingly in love according to George.”

“I think he said disgusting.”

“Hm.” Setting aside his book, Severus doused the lamp. “Disgusting, am I?”

“Apparently?” Harry sighed as Severus caressed him. “Not a word I’d use.”

“No? What would you say?”

“Spectacular, wonderful, perfect.”

~

“George’s type?” Ginny grinned. “Female?”

“That’s broad.” Harry sighed. “Anastasia?”

“She’s cute.” Ginny shrugged. “She wouldn’t be my first choice, though.”

“How come?”

“Honestly? I don’t see George with an American.”

Harry frowned. “Why not?”

“Because…I think he needs someone with whom he has a shared history, you know?”

“But he’s already had an opportunity with them.” Harry shook his head. “I thought matchmaking would be easier.”

Ginny laughed. “Mum does make it look simple.” She hummed. “Why are you so determined to set him up?”

“He deserves to find someone who makes him glow.”

Ginny smiled. “Good luck.”

~

Harry ducked, avoiding a hex. Shooting jinxes off towards the criminals, he peered out from behind his cover.

“Stay down, Potter!” shouted Penelope, just as a hex exploded his cover into splinters.

“Trying!” he cried, scuttling towards a low wall. He’d almost made it when another spell hit it, sending him sprawling.

“Harry!” screamed Ginny. “Bastards! Reducto!”

Hearing shouts and cursing, Harry looked, seeing the warehouse had collapsed. “Wow, Gin.”

Ginny grinned. “Thanks. They just pissed me—No!”

She shoved him, but it was too late. Something hit him from behind. The world glowed for a moment before going dark.

~

“Ow,” moaned Harry.

“Finally!”

Hearing Severus’ voice, Harry smiled. “Sev’rus?” Opening his eyes, he winced at the lights.

“Nox!” snapped Severus.

Harry eyed Severus woozily. “Your head’s glowing,” he murmured. “You look like one of those saints in those Medieval paintings.” He giggled. “Saint Severus the Sexy.”

Severus snorted. “You’re delirious.”

“Maybe,” admitted Harry, looking around. Finding Azizi cuddled on one side, Amiri on the other, he blinked. “Where are we?”

“Hospital. You were injured. Don’t you remember?”

“Some.” Clasping Severus’ hand, Harry closed his eyes. “Sorry. I know you worry.”

“With good reason.” Severus sighed. “Sleep. We’ll talk later.”

~

“I’m sorry I distracted you while we were on a mission.”

Harry shrugged. “It’s fine.”

“No it’s not!” Ginny exhaled. “Penelope’s cross with me, and justifiably so. You’re an excellent Auror. If I hadn’t distracted you, you’d have seen the attack.”

“Maybe.” Harry exhaled. “The annoying part’s being on leave until the Healers clear me. I’m going mad here!”

Ginny chuckled, nodding at Amiri asleep in his lap. “Even with company?”

“Yes, even with adorable company.” Harry stroked Amiri. “I miss Severus.”

“Ask and you shall receive,” said Severus, walking in.

Ginny shook her head. “And there’s that glow again.”

~

“I can walk, you know,” muttered Harry.

“The Healer said no walking.”

“But—”

“Harry,” said Severus, tone implacable, “I’m carrying you home and that’s that.”

Harry’s face glowed as people stared. “Fine.”

“That pout shan’t dissuade me,” said Severus. Apparating them home, he opened their door, walking in. Kicking it closed, he carried Harry towards their bedroom. “Plus, it’s wedding tradition.”

Harry gave him a flat look. “I missed the one where one groom carries the other groom over the threshold.”

Severus smirked. “You’re welcome to return the favour once you’re back on your feet.”

“I’m holding you to that.”

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Continued in Sharing Joy (LJ/IJ/DW).