Fic: Celebratory Cheer
Title: Celebratory Cheer
Author:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 520
Warnings: None.
Summary: Holiday celebrating is always appropriate.
A/N: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
adventdrabbles/![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
adventdrabbles' prompt # 18: Holiday cheer. This is part 17 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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Celebratory Cheer
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A log settling in the fire rouses Harry, who blinks. He’s surrounded by warmth and comfort, and it takes him a moment to orient himself. It’s Severus’ scent that evokes memories of what’s happened, however, and he smiles as he recalls their lovemaking.
Exhaling, he settles deeper into Severus’ arms and gazes into the fire.
“As comfortable as this is,” murmurs Severus in his ear, “my back would probably appreciate it if we moved to the bed.”
Harry chuckles, shifting around to face him. “Much as I hate to admit it, my back’s beginning to complain, too. I’m clearly not as fit as I once was.”
Severus snorts. “Oh yes, you’re ancient.”
“Oi.” Pasting a mock outraged look on his face, Harry sits up, then stands, offering Severus a hand. “I’ll have you know I’m spry for my age.”
“I daresay what we just did places us both in the ‘spry for our ages’ category.” Accepting Harry’s hand, Severus gets to his feet, pulling Harry into a kiss.
When they separate, Harry hums, a contented sound. “I wasn’t sure what kind of Christmas this was going to be,” he admits. “But now it’s shaping up to be brilliant.”
“You’ll receive no argument from me.” Steering Harry towards the bed, Severus continues, “Is it all right if I stay the night?”
Harry stops mid-step, turning to face him. “Of course. I was hoping you would want to.”
“I do, I just wasn’t sure you’d want me here in case the children saw me and—”
“Oh, right.” Harry shrugs. “They know we’re in a relationship, and I’m sure James will figure out you stayed. Lily and Al may not appreciate the implications of you being here for breakfast, but they’ll get the idea we’re serious about each other, which is the truth, so—”
“Indeed.” After another kiss, Severus pulls Harry towards the bed. “Now, time to rest.”
“Yes.” Harry grins, sitting down on the mattress. “After we have a bit of holiday cheer.” Waving his hand, he levitates a tray towards them. On it is a bottle of sparking wine and a couple of glasses. “I took the liberty of preparing a celebration, just in case our date went well.”
“You did make some assumptions, didn’t you?” Severus smirks. “How very Slytherin of you.”
“Thanks. I’m going to take that as a compliment,” says Harry, tone dry. Pouring some wine into each glass, he hands one to Severus before raising his own. “To us.”
“To us,” echoes Severus.
After they both drink, Harry places his glass on the tray before taking Severus’. Then, floating the tray over to a bedside table, he presses Severus into the bed, climbing on top of him. Smiling down at him, Harry murmurs, “I know you wanted to rest, but I thought we could continue to celebrate a bit? If you’re up for it, that is.”
Severus smiles up at him, placing a hand on Harry’s chest. “Oh, I believe I could be persuaded. After all, the night is still young.”
Laughing, Harry leans down to kiss him. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
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Continued in Good Advice (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 520
Warnings: None.
Summary: Holiday celebrating is always appropriate.
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles' prompt # 18: Holiday cheer. This is part 17 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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Celebratory Cheer
~
A log settling in the fire rouses Harry, who blinks. He’s surrounded by warmth and comfort, and it takes him a moment to orient himself. It’s Severus’ scent that evokes memories of what’s happened, however, and he smiles as he recalls their lovemaking.
Exhaling, he settles deeper into Severus’ arms and gazes into the fire.
“As comfortable as this is,” murmurs Severus in his ear, “my back would probably appreciate it if we moved to the bed.”
Harry chuckles, shifting around to face him. “Much as I hate to admit it, my back’s beginning to complain, too. I’m clearly not as fit as I once was.”
Severus snorts. “Oh yes, you’re ancient.”
“Oi.” Pasting a mock outraged look on his face, Harry sits up, then stands, offering Severus a hand. “I’ll have you know I’m spry for my age.”
“I daresay what we just did places us both in the ‘spry for our ages’ category.” Accepting Harry’s hand, Severus gets to his feet, pulling Harry into a kiss.
When they separate, Harry hums, a contented sound. “I wasn’t sure what kind of Christmas this was going to be,” he admits. “But now it’s shaping up to be brilliant.”
“You’ll receive no argument from me.” Steering Harry towards the bed, Severus continues, “Is it all right if I stay the night?”
Harry stops mid-step, turning to face him. “Of course. I was hoping you would want to.”
“I do, I just wasn’t sure you’d want me here in case the children saw me and—”
“Oh, right.” Harry shrugs. “They know we’re in a relationship, and I’m sure James will figure out you stayed. Lily and Al may not appreciate the implications of you being here for breakfast, but they’ll get the idea we’re serious about each other, which is the truth, so—”
“Indeed.” After another kiss, Severus pulls Harry towards the bed. “Now, time to rest.”
“Yes.” Harry grins, sitting down on the mattress. “After we have a bit of holiday cheer.” Waving his hand, he levitates a tray towards them. On it is a bottle of sparking wine and a couple of glasses. “I took the liberty of preparing a celebration, just in case our date went well.”
“You did make some assumptions, didn’t you?” Severus smirks. “How very Slytherin of you.”
“Thanks. I’m going to take that as a compliment,” says Harry, tone dry. Pouring some wine into each glass, he hands one to Severus before raising his own. “To us.”
“To us,” echoes Severus.
After they both drink, Harry places his glass on the tray before taking Severus’. Then, floating the tray over to a bedside table, he presses Severus into the bed, climbing on top of him. Smiling down at him, Harry murmurs, “I know you wanted to rest, but I thought we could continue to celebrate a bit? If you’re up for it, that is.”
Severus smiles up at him, placing a hand on Harry’s chest. “Oh, I believe I could be persuaded. After all, the night is still young.”
Laughing, Harry leans down to kiss him. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
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Continued in Good Advice (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Age is just a number. ;)
Thanks, hon!
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Delicious.
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I do adore our boys. <3
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Thanks, hon!
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