Fic: Mistletoed
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alisanneTitle: Mistletoed
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Molly Weasley.
Word Count: 590
Warnings: None.
Summary: The real world intrudes.
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adventdrabbles' prompt # 10: Kissing under the mistletoe. This is part 10 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):torino10154.
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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Mistletoed
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“That was delicious.” Pushing back from the table, Harry stretches. “I wish I didn’t have to go.”
“As do I,” says Severus, standing up and levitating their dishes to the sink. “But the real world always finds a way to intrude.”
“Always.” Rising, Harry walks around the table to embrace Severus. “Thank you. This was brilliant.”
“Thank you,” replies Severus into Harry’s hair. “When will I see you again?”
“Are you busy this evening?” Harry whispers. “The kids and I will be home baking. I’d love for them to meet you.”
“I have Scorpius tonight.” Severus draws back, looking Harry in the face. “Would it be acceptable to bring him with me?”
“Of course.” Harry smiles. “If this all works out as I hope, the kids will all end up seeing a lot of each other.”
“We’ll see.” Severus glances over at the clock. “Salazar, look at the time.”
They try to separate, but can’t. Harry frowns. “I’m stuck. What—?”
Severus sighs, looking up above their heads where a sprig of mistletoe hovers. “Damn meddling elves.”
“Was that there last night?” Harry asks, frowning.
“No,” Severus replies, tone thoughtful. “I suspect they came to restock, realised I had…company, and left that here.” He huffs.
“Well, I, for one, like how they think.” Pressing close, Harry kisses Severus. It immediately deepens as their tongues entwine. Moaning into Severus’ mouth, Harry arches against him, desire thrumming through him. When they pull apart, Harry sucks on Severus’ bottom lip for a moment before releasing it. “Merlin.”
“Indeed,” agrees Severus. He smirks, nodding up at the mistletoe, which is smoking. “That’ll show those impertinent elves.”
Laughing, Harry kisses him softly one last time. “See you tonight.”
“Tonight.”
Apparating away, Harry arrives at home. Hurrying through his ablutions, he dresses, then walks over to the Floo. “The Burrow!”
When Molly’s face appears, she looks tired. “Hello, Harry! Did you have a nice evening at your party?”
Feeling his face flush, Harry nods, hoping Molly doesn’t notice. “It was good. How were the kids?”
Naturally, Molly sees something on his face. “They were fine.” Her eyes narrow. “Harry Potter. You’re blushing! Have you met someone?”
Coughing, Harry avoids her eyes. “Erm—”
“Merlin! You have.” Molly smiles, her face lighting up. “That’s wonderful.”
Harry dips his head. “I…I don’t want you to think I’m disrespecting Ginny’s memory—”
“Oh, Harry.” Molly’s voice gentles. “She’s been gone for over a year now. It’s time. We all love her, but you need to allow yourself to be happy again. What would Ginny say?”
Swallowing hard, Harry laughs softly. “She’d kick my arse and tell me to be happy.”
“Exactly.” Molly clears her throat. “Now get over here so I can give you a hug and you can tell me all about your new love interest.”
“Maybe another time,” Harry says. “It’s pretty new, after all.”
“Fair enough.” Molly beams. “But just know they’re welcome for Christmas. Unless they have other plans.”
Harry blinks. “We haven’t actually discussed holiday plans yet. He may have obligations—”
“He?” Molly hums. “Well, that’s new. I had wondered.”
Shaking his head, Harry says, “You know, I think they should put you in charge of interrogations at the Ministry. You have a way of extracting information from people.”
“It comes from years of practice.” Molly winks. “Now come and collect your children before James finishes all my biscuits and Albus makes another bomb out of the Muggle things in Arthur’s shed.”
“Another bomb?” Harry groans. “I’ll be right there.”
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Continued in Caring is Sharing (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Molly Weasley.
Word Count: 590
Warnings: None.
Summary: The real world intrudes.
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles' prompt # 10: Kissing under the mistletoe. This is part 10 of my How Harry Claimed Severus series (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s):
torino10154.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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Mistletoed
~
“That was delicious.” Pushing back from the table, Harry stretches. “I wish I didn’t have to go.”
“As do I,” says Severus, standing up and levitating their dishes to the sink. “But the real world always finds a way to intrude.”
“Always.” Rising, Harry walks around the table to embrace Severus. “Thank you. This was brilliant.”
“Thank you,” replies Severus into Harry’s hair. “When will I see you again?”
“Are you busy this evening?” Harry whispers. “The kids and I will be home baking. I’d love for them to meet you.”
“I have Scorpius tonight.” Severus draws back, looking Harry in the face. “Would it be acceptable to bring him with me?”
“Of course.” Harry smiles. “If this all works out as I hope, the kids will all end up seeing a lot of each other.”
“We’ll see.” Severus glances over at the clock. “Salazar, look at the time.”
They try to separate, but can’t. Harry frowns. “I’m stuck. What—?”
Severus sighs, looking up above their heads where a sprig of mistletoe hovers. “Damn meddling elves.”
“Was that there last night?” Harry asks, frowning.
“No,” Severus replies, tone thoughtful. “I suspect they came to restock, realised I had…company, and left that here.” He huffs.
“Well, I, for one, like how they think.” Pressing close, Harry kisses Severus. It immediately deepens as their tongues entwine. Moaning into Severus’ mouth, Harry arches against him, desire thrumming through him. When they pull apart, Harry sucks on Severus’ bottom lip for a moment before releasing it. “Merlin.”
“Indeed,” agrees Severus. He smirks, nodding up at the mistletoe, which is smoking. “That’ll show those impertinent elves.”
Laughing, Harry kisses him softly one last time. “See you tonight.”
“Tonight.”
Apparating away, Harry arrives at home. Hurrying through his ablutions, he dresses, then walks over to the Floo. “The Burrow!”
When Molly’s face appears, she looks tired. “Hello, Harry! Did you have a nice evening at your party?”
Feeling his face flush, Harry nods, hoping Molly doesn’t notice. “It was good. How were the kids?”
Naturally, Molly sees something on his face. “They were fine.” Her eyes narrow. “Harry Potter. You’re blushing! Have you met someone?”
Coughing, Harry avoids her eyes. “Erm—”
“Merlin! You have.” Molly smiles, her face lighting up. “That’s wonderful.”
Harry dips his head. “I…I don’t want you to think I’m disrespecting Ginny’s memory—”
“Oh, Harry.” Molly’s voice gentles. “She’s been gone for over a year now. It’s time. We all love her, but you need to allow yourself to be happy again. What would Ginny say?”
Swallowing hard, Harry laughs softly. “She’d kick my arse and tell me to be happy.”
“Exactly.” Molly clears her throat. “Now get over here so I can give you a hug and you can tell me all about your new love interest.”
“Maybe another time,” Harry says. “It’s pretty new, after all.”
“Fair enough.” Molly beams. “But just know they’re welcome for Christmas. Unless they have other plans.”
Harry blinks. “We haven’t actually discussed holiday plans yet. He may have obligations—”
“He?” Molly hums. “Well, that’s new. I had wondered.”
Shaking his head, Harry says, “You know, I think they should put you in charge of interrogations at the Ministry. You have a way of extracting information from people.”
“It comes from years of practice.” Molly winks. “Now come and collect your children before James finishes all my biscuits and Albus makes another bomb out of the Muggle things in Arthur’s shed.”
“Another bomb?” Harry groans. “I’ll be right there.”
~
Continued in Caring is Sharing (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2018-12-11 07:33 pm (UTC)Quick question: what has happened to Ginny? Comments from Molly read like Ginny is dead, yet she was at the party and Lily Luna spoke about her in the first chapter. Have I got confused and missed something?
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Date: 2018-12-15 10:04 pm (UTC)And you're right! I went back and looked and have amended the Ginny bit. I missed that in my continuity.
Oddly, you seem to be the only one who noticed. ;)
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Date: 2018-12-11 08:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-15 10:05 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2019-01-03 06:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-01-05 08:24 pm (UTC)She can be...earthy. ;)