Drabble: Sharing Joy
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alisanneTitle: Sharing Joy
Author:alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, George Weasley.
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: R
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snarry100's prompt# 635: Joy.
Summary: Harry refines his big plan.
Part Sixty-Five 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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Sharing Joy
~
Harry sighed, staring out at the garden. It was a stunning view, but he still felt out of sorts.
“Pouting again?” asked Severus, walking in with a tray.
Uncrossing his arms, Harry attempted a smile. “Sorry. Just going mad being cooped up in here.”
Settling the tray across Harry’s lap, Severus sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. “I know. But I come bearing good news.”
“You do?” Perking up, Harry said. “Tell me!”
“You’re off bed rest.” Severus smiled as Harry whooped. “But—”
“But?” Harry’s impending joy dimmed. “What?”
“You’re still off work for a week.”
~
“I can handle that.” Harry hummed. “Did you ask the important question?”
Severus affected a puzzled look. “Which is?”
Carefully setting aside the tray, Harry fisted Severus’ shirt, dragging him close. “Can we fuck now?”
Severus smirked. “You know, I believe he did say supervised exercise is allowed—”
Harry kissed him, wrapping his arms around Severus’ neck. Their clothes disappeared, and within moments Harry was frantically helping Severus apply his cream and was flat on his back, legs draped over Severus’ shoulders as Severus fucked into him.
Afterwards, as they recovered, Harry curled up in Severus’ arms, wallowing in joy.
~
“What are you doing?” snapped Severus.
Harry, his arm raised to throw a stick, blinked. “Playing.”
Rolling his eyes, Severus pointedly eyed the chair behind Harry. “You’re supposed to stay seated. That’s the only reason I allowed you outside. All exercise is supposed to be supervised!”
Harry shrugged. “I’m being supervised.”
“By whom? Amiri?”
Amiri wagged his tail as Severus said his name.
“I was thinking Azizi, actually.” Harry nodded towards another chair where Azizi lay dozing.
Severus snorted. “Well, she is more of an adult than you.”
“Hey!”
Severus sighed. “Sit.”
Joyous laughter bubbled up in Harry. “Yes, dear.”
~
“…exhibition tour, the Holyhead Harpies are now visiting New York. Team captain Angelina Johnson—”
Harry, dozing as he listened to the news on the wireless, sat up.
Severus, reading, looked at him. “What is it? Are you in pain?”
“I’m fine.” Harry grinned. “Did you hear that? On the radio?”
Severus snorted. “As soon as Quidditch coverage comes on I tune out.”
“I thought you liked Quidditch. I remember you getting quite excited when Slytherin would play Gryffindor.”
Severus smirked. “Beating Minerva gave me great joy.”
Harry laughed. “Well, I think I know just who to set George up with.”
~
George narrowed his eyes. “This feels like a set up.”
Harry, trying to look innocent, shrugged. “I’m on medical leave from MACUSA, everyone else is busy, so I thought it’d be nice to have someone over for dinner for a change. And it’ll allow you and Severus to talk about the business, which is after all, your pride and joy—”
“True.” George shook his head. “I know you’re plotting something, Harry, but I’m curious enough that I’m accepting your invitation.”
“Brilliant.” Harry smiled. “We’ll see you tonight.”
“He won’t be happy,” said Severus.
Harry grinned. “I bet he’ll be overjoyed.”
~
“Right,” said Severus. “Time for your nap.”
Harry, dozing, woke up. “No, I’m fine.”
Severus snorted. “You may think you’re back to one hundred percent, but you’re not. That Energy Draining Hex you took is serious. The only reason you’re not still in hospital is because your magical core’s so strong.”
“And I’m stubborn.”
“That, too. Now, am I going to have to carry you to bed?”
Harry grinned. “Although I enjoy being in your arms, we’ve a dinner party tonight and I should—”
“Hush, it’s been handled.” Severus smirked. “Now, am I carrying you?”
Harry laughed. “As you wish.”
~
Amiri went too, curling up and tucking his nose under Harry’s arm. Smiling, Harry stroked him before drifting off.
He woke in the evening. The only thing visible through the windows were the stars.
Hearing the Floo, Harry winced, checking the time, exhaling when he saw it was too early for guests. When the Floo closed several minutes later, he sat up, getting dressed.
Entering the dining room, he gasped. The table was covered with food. “How—?”
Severus smirked. “Molly. She was overjoyed to help when I told her your plan.”
Harry shook his head. “I only hope it works.”
~
Continued in Social Success (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisannePairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, George Weasley.
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: R
Challenge: Written for
snarry100/snarry100/snarry100's prompt# 635: Joy.Summary: Harry refines his big plan.
Part Sixty-Five 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.
~
Sharing Joy
~
Harry sighed, staring out at the garden. It was a stunning view, but he still felt out of sorts.
“Pouting again?” asked Severus, walking in with a tray.
Uncrossing his arms, Harry attempted a smile. “Sorry. Just going mad being cooped up in here.”
Settling the tray across Harry’s lap, Severus sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. “I know. But I come bearing good news.”
“You do?” Perking up, Harry said. “Tell me!”
“You’re off bed rest.” Severus smiled as Harry whooped. “But—”
“But?” Harry’s impending joy dimmed. “What?”
“You’re still off work for a week.”
~
“I can handle that.” Harry hummed. “Did you ask the important question?”
Severus affected a puzzled look. “Which is?”
Carefully setting aside the tray, Harry fisted Severus’ shirt, dragging him close. “Can we fuck now?”
Severus smirked. “You know, I believe he did say supervised exercise is allowed—”
Harry kissed him, wrapping his arms around Severus’ neck. Their clothes disappeared, and within moments Harry was frantically helping Severus apply his cream and was flat on his back, legs draped over Severus’ shoulders as Severus fucked into him.
Afterwards, as they recovered, Harry curled up in Severus’ arms, wallowing in joy.
~
“What are you doing?” snapped Severus.
Harry, his arm raised to throw a stick, blinked. “Playing.”
Rolling his eyes, Severus pointedly eyed the chair behind Harry. “You’re supposed to stay seated. That’s the only reason I allowed you outside. All exercise is supposed to be supervised!”
Harry shrugged. “I’m being supervised.”
“By whom? Amiri?”
Amiri wagged his tail as Severus said his name.
“I was thinking Azizi, actually.” Harry nodded towards another chair where Azizi lay dozing.
Severus snorted. “Well, she is more of an adult than you.”
“Hey!”
Severus sighed. “Sit.”
Joyous laughter bubbled up in Harry. “Yes, dear.”
~
“…exhibition tour, the Holyhead Harpies are now visiting New York. Team captain Angelina Johnson—”
Harry, dozing as he listened to the news on the wireless, sat up.
Severus, reading, looked at him. “What is it? Are you in pain?”
“I’m fine.” Harry grinned. “Did you hear that? On the radio?”
Severus snorted. “As soon as Quidditch coverage comes on I tune out.”
“I thought you liked Quidditch. I remember you getting quite excited when Slytherin would play Gryffindor.”
Severus smirked. “Beating Minerva gave me great joy.”
Harry laughed. “Well, I think I know just who to set George up with.”
~
George narrowed his eyes. “This feels like a set up.”
Harry, trying to look innocent, shrugged. “I’m on medical leave from MACUSA, everyone else is busy, so I thought it’d be nice to have someone over for dinner for a change. And it’ll allow you and Severus to talk about the business, which is after all, your pride and joy—”
“True.” George shook his head. “I know you’re plotting something, Harry, but I’m curious enough that I’m accepting your invitation.”
“Brilliant.” Harry smiled. “We’ll see you tonight.”
“He won’t be happy,” said Severus.
Harry grinned. “I bet he’ll be overjoyed.”
~
“Right,” said Severus. “Time for your nap.”
Harry, dozing, woke up. “No, I’m fine.”
Severus snorted. “You may think you’re back to one hundred percent, but you’re not. That Energy Draining Hex you took is serious. The only reason you’re not still in hospital is because your magical core’s so strong.”
“And I’m stubborn.”
“That, too. Now, am I going to have to carry you to bed?”
Harry grinned. “Although I enjoy being in your arms, we’ve a dinner party tonight and I should—”
“Hush, it’s been handled.” Severus smirked. “Now, am I carrying you?”
Harry laughed. “As you wish.”
~
Amiri went too, curling up and tucking his nose under Harry’s arm. Smiling, Harry stroked him before drifting off.
He woke in the evening. The only thing visible through the windows were the stars.
Hearing the Floo, Harry winced, checking the time, exhaling when he saw it was too early for guests. When the Floo closed several minutes later, he sat up, getting dressed.
Entering the dining room, he gasped. The table was covered with food. “How—?”
Severus smirked. “Molly. She was overjoyed to help when I told her your plan.”
Harry shook his head. “I only hope it works.”
~
Continued in Social Success (LJ/IJ/DW).
