Fic: Good Advice
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alisanneTitle: Good Advice
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 780
Warnings: None.
Summary: Breakfast with the family.
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adventdrabbles' prompt # 19: Christmas Cabin. This is part 18 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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Good Advice
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It takes a while because they can’t seem to stop touching and kissing each other, but once they get dressed there’s no help but to leave Harry’s room and face the world the next day.
They both emerge, Harry first, and when he sees no one in the hallway, he relaxes. “Everyone’s probably in the kitchen,” he whispers. “Molly’s coming by later to watch them while I do some more Christmas shopping, but right now I imagine they’re focussed on breakfast.”
“Good,” murmurs Severus. “Because I, for one, would rather not have to watch you explain to your nine-year-old daughter why I’m coming out of your bedroom in the morning.”
Harry chuckles. “I’d find something to tell her.”
Severus hums. “Knowing you, it would be the truth. You seem disinclined to lie.”
Tossing a grin back over his shoulder, Harry says, “You know me too well. I hate lying to my children and so I try never to do it.”
“Plus, you’re a terrible liar.”
Harry frowns. “I’m an Auror,” he reminds Severus. “I have to bluff sometimes.”
Severus raises an eyebrow. “I’m sure you do a stellar job when it comes to suspects who don’t actually know you.” Reaching for Harry, he pulls him into an embrace. “To me, however, you are an open book.”
“That could be because you’re perceptive,” says Harry, bracing a hand on Severus’ chest and leaning in. Their mouths are almost touching when someone clears their throat, making them both spring apart.
“I decided to get here early,” says Molly, her eyes assessing as they dart back and forth between Harry and Severus. “You know, in case you wanted to sleep in. I hope you don’t mind.”
Harry clears his throat and offers her a tentative smile. “That’s great, Molly, thank you.” He bites his lip. “You remember Severus Snape—”
“Of course.” Molly steps forward, all smiles. “And now that conversation we had makes sense,” she murmurs as she passes Harry. Extending a hand to Severus, she says, “Anyone who can make our Harry smile like that is clearly worth keeping.”
When Severus accepts her hand, Molly pulls him into a hug. “Welcome to the family, Severus.”
Severus’ eyes meet Harry’s over her shoulder. Harry shrugs. “Sorry!” he mouths.
“Now,” says Molly, pulling back and inspecting Severus. “You are far too thin. Come and have some breakfast. I made pancakes.”
As Molly drags Severus along, Harry follows, amused.
The children don’t seem especially surprised to see Severus, although James does give Harry a speculative look. Harry simply smiles back at him blandly.
It takes Albus about a minute before he’s once again peppering Severus with questions. Happily, Severus answers gamely with good humour, occasionally looking up to smile at Harry. And as Harry watches how Severus handles his kids, he’s struck by the urge to scoop Severus up and Apparate them both to his cabin.
Staring at Severus, Harry imagines the two of them decorating the place for Christmas, putting up not just mistletoe, but lights and greenery and an enormous Christmas tree under which they could make love while looking up at the fairy lights…
“…Harry?”
Wincing, Harry looks over at Molly, who appears to be biting back a smile. “Huh?”
Smiling openly at him, she says, “I asked if you’d mind if I kept the children overnight again tonight. Arthur and I love having them, and I know you have—” her eyes darted to Severus, “—things to do, like shopping.”
Positive his face is bright red, Harry busies himself eating pancakes. “That should be fine,” he says. “As long as you’re sure it’s not too much trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all.” Turning towards the children, Molly claps her hands. “All right, you heard what your father said. Go and pack some bags, you’re staying at the Burrow again tonight!”
Bouncing, Albus and Lily scramble away from the table and towards their rooms while James moves more slowly. “Really, Dad?” he drawls as he pushes away from the table. “Shopping?”
Eyebrow raised, Harry says, “If you’d rather I not get you anything, Jamie, just say the word and—”
“No!” James coughs. “That’s fine.” As he walks past Severus, however, he stage-whispers, “Make sure he looks at Quality Quidditch Supplies, yeah? The New Nimbus is out!”
“James!” snaps Harry.
Severus smirks up at James. “Consider it handled.”
James grins at Harry. “He’s brilliant, Dad. Keep him.”
“That’s enough, young man.” Rolling her eyes, Molly chivvies him out of the room, leaving Harry and Severus alone.
“Smart son you’re raising,” says Severus.
Grinning, Harry leans in, kissing him. “I know. That’s why I plan to follow his advice to the letter.”
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Continued in Friends and Family (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 780
Warnings: None.
Summary: Breakfast with the family.
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles/adventdrabbles' prompt # 19: Christmas Cabin. This is part 18 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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Good Advice
~
It takes a while because they can’t seem to stop touching and kissing each other, but once they get dressed there’s no help but to leave Harry’s room and face the world the next day.
They both emerge, Harry first, and when he sees no one in the hallway, he relaxes. “Everyone’s probably in the kitchen,” he whispers. “Molly’s coming by later to watch them while I do some more Christmas shopping, but right now I imagine they’re focussed on breakfast.”
“Good,” murmurs Severus. “Because I, for one, would rather not have to watch you explain to your nine-year-old daughter why I’m coming out of your bedroom in the morning.”
Harry chuckles. “I’d find something to tell her.”
Severus hums. “Knowing you, it would be the truth. You seem disinclined to lie.”
Tossing a grin back over his shoulder, Harry says, “You know me too well. I hate lying to my children and so I try never to do it.”
“Plus, you’re a terrible liar.”
Harry frowns. “I’m an Auror,” he reminds Severus. “I have to bluff sometimes.”
Severus raises an eyebrow. “I’m sure you do a stellar job when it comes to suspects who don’t actually know you.” Reaching for Harry, he pulls him into an embrace. “To me, however, you are an open book.”
“That could be because you’re perceptive,” says Harry, bracing a hand on Severus’ chest and leaning in. Their mouths are almost touching when someone clears their throat, making them both spring apart.
“I decided to get here early,” says Molly, her eyes assessing as they dart back and forth between Harry and Severus. “You know, in case you wanted to sleep in. I hope you don’t mind.”
Harry clears his throat and offers her a tentative smile. “That’s great, Molly, thank you.” He bites his lip. “You remember Severus Snape—”
“Of course.” Molly steps forward, all smiles. “And now that conversation we had makes sense,” she murmurs as she passes Harry. Extending a hand to Severus, she says, “Anyone who can make our Harry smile like that is clearly worth keeping.”
When Severus accepts her hand, Molly pulls him into a hug. “Welcome to the family, Severus.”
Severus’ eyes meet Harry’s over her shoulder. Harry shrugs. “Sorry!” he mouths.
“Now,” says Molly, pulling back and inspecting Severus. “You are far too thin. Come and have some breakfast. I made pancakes.”
As Molly drags Severus along, Harry follows, amused.
The children don’t seem especially surprised to see Severus, although James does give Harry a speculative look. Harry simply smiles back at him blandly.
It takes Albus about a minute before he’s once again peppering Severus with questions. Happily, Severus answers gamely with good humour, occasionally looking up to smile at Harry. And as Harry watches how Severus handles his kids, he’s struck by the urge to scoop Severus up and Apparate them both to his cabin.
Staring at Severus, Harry imagines the two of them decorating the place for Christmas, putting up not just mistletoe, but lights and greenery and an enormous Christmas tree under which they could make love while looking up at the fairy lights…
“…Harry?”
Wincing, Harry looks over at Molly, who appears to be biting back a smile. “Huh?”
Smiling openly at him, she says, “I asked if you’d mind if I kept the children overnight again tonight. Arthur and I love having them, and I know you have—” her eyes darted to Severus, “—things to do, like shopping.”
Positive his face is bright red, Harry busies himself eating pancakes. “That should be fine,” he says. “As long as you’re sure it’s not too much trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all.” Turning towards the children, Molly claps her hands. “All right, you heard what your father said. Go and pack some bags, you’re staying at the Burrow again tonight!”
Bouncing, Albus and Lily scramble away from the table and towards their rooms while James moves more slowly. “Really, Dad?” he drawls as he pushes away from the table. “Shopping?”
Eyebrow raised, Harry says, “If you’d rather I not get you anything, Jamie, just say the word and—”
“No!” James coughs. “That’s fine.” As he walks past Severus, however, he stage-whispers, “Make sure he looks at Quality Quidditch Supplies, yeah? The New Nimbus is out!”
“James!” snaps Harry.
Severus smirks up at James. “Consider it handled.”
James grins at Harry. “He’s brilliant, Dad. Keep him.”
“That’s enough, young man.” Rolling her eyes, Molly chivvies him out of the room, leaving Harry and Severus alone.
“Smart son you’re raising,” says Severus.
Grinning, Harry leans in, kissing him. “I know. That’s why I plan to follow his advice to the letter.”
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Continued in Friends and Family (LJ/IJ/DW).
