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It was mid autumn when Severus finally settled into his new home in the countryside, where there was no sign of humans in a ten mile radius. The air was beyond clean, and Severus enjoyed the quietness tremendously, especially after the absolute hell he had gone through during the War. After years of dealing with constant stress, he was beyond exhausted.
The house was sold to him by an old lady whom he had met during his stay at St.Mungo’s. The woman had lived a good life, and had no regrets as she laid on the bed next to Severus’s, waiting for her final days.
During those tedious hours when there was no one visiting, the lady would tell him about her life, and she always mentioned her wonderful home where there was a garden, a small pond, and a forest nearby. She also told him about her vegetables and herbs, and how magical her house was.
Severus had listened to her half-heartedly at first, since he had never been the friendly type. Besides Potter, she was the only company he had during those days. Minerva was too busy to visit him, and Draco had enough on his hands already.
Slowly, they started to chat, and Severus would indulge her whenever she wanted to tell him about her home. It was the only place she had, since she had no family or acquaintances. She had been chatty, and eventually, she told Severus that she wanted him to have her house once she passed.
Severus didn’t want it, of course. He had his own place to return to, but based off the description she had given him – it sounded lovely enough that he actually considered it for a second. The lady knew, and she said that she wouldn’t want her house to be forgotten and left unattended. She didn’t want Gringotts to have it either, as they would sell it to someone she didn’t know, nordid she trust a stranger to maintain her lovely home.
It took Severus a good three days to consider the offer. When he finally agreed, the lady actually beamed and looked so lively that she chatted with him for another hour about what he needed to do to maintain it, as well as what perks it had.
It amazed Severus, how someone could be so attached to their home. It made him a bit curious, as well, since he had never had a place he treasured so much.
The lady insisted that he didn’t need to give her any money, since she had no one to give it to, or nowhere to use it, anyway. She told him to donate that money, if he could, and Severus agreed.
The paperwork had been dealt with incredibly quickly, she had the paper for her house with her at all times, and the transfer had only taken a few minutes.
The lady smiled as Severus took the paper and put it in his luggage. He promised her that he would take care of it, and she assured him that the house would give him a good life, since it was ‘magical’. She said it as if they were not literal witches or wizards who did magic on a daily basis. Severus nodded anyway, and said he would be glad if it that were the case. The lady smiled kindly at him, as if reading his thoughts, but she didn’t say anything further.
She passed away peacefully in her sleep that day, and Severus became the owner of a new home.
It was as if she was waiting for it to happen.
When Severus was finally discharged from St.Mungos, Potter had actually offered him a place to stay – which was at Grimmauld Place. Severus begrudgingly refused the offer due to multiple obvious reasons, and that resulted in Potter looking like a kicked puppy, but Severus didn’t care. Potter was no longer his business, and he needed to get away from the trouble magnet as soon as possible.
Severus left, and after spending two months at Spinner’s End, decided to apparate to his new house. He made the decision to move immediately after that one visit. It was quiet, well-maintained, and the garden was spectacular.
He cleaned the house with multiple cleaning spells, changed the wallpaper, then fixed some old, dusty furniture. Once everything was ready, he brought his clothes, his books, and sold Spinner’s End for a very small amount as the house was practically falling apart.
The old lady had told Severus to keep what he wanted in the house, so he did. He checked for anything usable, and anything that didn’t suit his taste was kept in the attic. He did have to buy some new things, but it was not much, and Severus could actually afford things now.
Once he finished moving in, Severus settled, and refused Minerva’s offer to return to Hogwarts. He did, however, agree to occasionally meet her for afternoon tea. Potter, on the contrary, agreed to go back to Hogwarts to finish his Seventh Year, and to take his NEWTS. Severus was actually rather surprised and quite pleased about the news, although he would never allow Minerva the satisfaction.
After that, Severus officially took the longest vacation of his life.
He settled for a routine. In the morning, he would wake up, read the newspaper, then go to tend to his garden. He grew some potions ingredients and herbs, along with some vegetables. It wasn’t much, but it was enough that he didn’t really have to go to the market for them anymore.
Once he finished in the garden, Severus would head to his lab to brew some potions to sell. He was a supplier for Draco’s apothecary, and he also took owl orders. That, along with his monthly rewards from receiving the Order of Merlin due to his contributions to the War,it was enough for him to never have to worry about money ever again.
Severus had never known how peaceful and reassuring it would be to have enough in his bank account to not be concerned about anything anymore.
Days went by, and soon, fives years had passed. Since then, Severus had announced three new potions, published ten academic papers, and enhanced seven existing potions. He had reached a height he had never dreamed of before amongst Potions Masters, and he could actually pick his orders now.
He also took up baking in his free time. Thanks to that, he eventually gained some weight. No one said anything about the change, so Severus didn’t think much of it. The only thing that bothered him was that he always baked too much, and sometimes, when he couldn’t think of anyone to send the leftoversto, he would just give them all to either Molly or Draco.
Severus also met with Potter, once in a while. They actually became friends, of some kind. Since the brat officially joined the Aurors three years after the War, he had been asking for Severus’s opinion on multiple cases, and Severus offered his professional advice. Severus didn’t really see the boy, but he had read enough of his letters, including a number of articles about his successful cases, and the gossip about his surprisingly empty love life. He had known the way the boy wrote his letters, and had recognised the brat’s habit when it came to offering a gift basket every time Severus helped him solve a case.
All and all, life was peaceful.
Too peaceful, in fact.
Severus woke up again in his bed, and spent a few moments staring blanking at the ceiling. He could hear the sound of that blasted bird that screamed its throat out every single morning. He could also hear the sound of the wind, and despite it being so much better than the screams of rowdy students, Severus actually felt dread for a moment.
Sighing, Severus went downstairs and made his breakfast, which was almost the same everyday, because he couldn’t be trusted to think about anything before 10am. Biting into his toast, Severus chuckled as he looked at his garden. He had actually come to a point where the quietness was starting to grate on him a bit.
Finishing his breakfast, Severus continued on with his routine. It was effortless, and for a moment, Severus forgot about his problem. That was, until he was in the solitary of his own bed, and the feelings of uneasiness came back. Severus sighed, and actually contemplated about Minerva’s offer to return back to Hogwarts, again.
Deciding that he would rather not, Severus reached into his bedside drawers. After a moment of thought, he got a vial out and downed it in two gulps. Sensing the changes of his body, Severus shuddered and fetched his lube and dildo before settling in for a nice long session of self care. It was his guilty pleasure to take the potion before this, but it had been a while, and...
Severus’s next thought was thrown out of the window.
Severus came twice before becoming blissfully boneless. He cleaned everything up with two charms before deciding that it was too bothersome to get up and to get dressed again, so he simply tossed the dildo aside and curled up to sleep.
Before falling into sweet slumber, Severus thought about how empty he felt, despite having everything he had ever wanted. Several images flashed through his mind, but he immediately shook them away. He thought, before everything turned black, that he was sick of this peace, that he wanted something more, something else... someone...
Severus’s consciousness blanked, and he slept, completely unaware that his entire house suddenly glowed.
***
The dream was nice, that was for sure.
Severus dreamt that he was being kissed by a soft pair of lips. There was a sturdy, muscular body pressing against his back. A soft thigh, nudging between his legs, and a strong, calloused hand pinning his waist down.
Severus moaned softly, and kissed back. The person kissing him smiled and made an approving sound, and he pushed forward, kissing him even deeper. Severus parted his mouth invitingly, and melted at the way his mouth was thoroughly invaded.
He was getting wet again, and his clit twitched, he wanted…
Just as he thought about it, the rough hand on his waist slid down, and there were two fingers rubbing gently at his bud, and Severus’s body trembled. He moaned into the kiss, and there was a hand sliding in his hair, while another was on his nipple…
Wait…
Why were there three hands…
Severus was upset.
What kind of sloppy dream…
He opened his eyes, and he almost yelped when he saw the face of Potter in front of him. The brat's mouth was slightly open, and his lips were glistening.
“Potter?” Severus gasped, suddenly noticing how young Potter looked. He certainly did not look twenty-three. He looked more like eighteen, fresh out of the War.
“Why are you in my bed?” Severus hissed, but then, the fingers on his clit gently rolled the bud, and Severus cried out, tossing his head back. His cunt melted at the stimulation, and he thrashed against a hot body.
As the first wave of blinding pleasure passed, Severus startled.
Another person?
He twisted his body around, and found a familiar face, but not quite. The man looked like an aged up Harry Potter. There was certainly a scar, and he wore a pair of glasses that were square shaped instead of the round ones. His body was… oh… muscular and strong, just the type… No wait… Why was there an older Harry, who looked above his thirties, and a Potter who looked eighteen in his bed?
Severus’s questioning look must have been apparent on his face, because the man in front of him, Harry, smiled and leaned in dangerously close. Severus scooted backwards, but fell into the embrace of Potter, and the young man kissed the back of his neck, where he was most sensitive.
“It’s wish magic of the house.” The older Harry informed him in his deep and raspy voice. The timbre of it rubbed Severus in all the right ways, and Harry’s hand found Severus’s clit once more. He moaned, legs quivering as Harry rolled his fingers in such an exquisite manner.
Severus gasped, shaken to the core. No one had ever touched his clit before, but for some reason, Harry knew exactly how to touch him.
“You told me you wanted your life to change, because you had gotten sick of this peaceful life.” Harry murmured, once again leaning closer and pressing his body against Severus. Severus’s mind wasn’t even functioning properly for the words to sink in, and as he moved back, Potter was right behind him, kissing and sucking marks into his skin. The brat’s hands located his nipple and pinched it gently.
“Ah!” Severus moaned, tossing his head back, Potter shifted to suck another mark on his neck.
In front of him, the older Harry smiled, and he cupped Severus’ face. His fingers slid lower and sank into the wetness. His entrance was still soft and wet, and it was beyond sensitive after the abuse of the dildo from before. However, Harry didn’t put his fingers in. Instead, he teased the entrance, and kept dipping a little inside before sliding back out. The sensation sent stars to Severus’ brain, and he parted his legs without even thinking.
“So you wished for something, and since you are indecisive about what you want, the house gave you both.” Harry chuckled as he started to kiss Severus along his chest, to his navel, before sinking his tongue into Severus’s belly button.
Severus yelped, and reflexively arched backwards, but that only pushed him further into young Potter’s embrace. Potter was smiling as well.
“I was so confused, you know, just a moment ago.” He said as he kissed Severus’s ear, “I was in my dorm, back for my final year and depressed because you were not there. And suddenly, you are now naked in front of me, clearly blissed out of your wits.” Potter chuckled, “Who would have thought Professor Snape likes to be fucked in the cunt.”
“I love you, you know.” Harry said as he sucked a mark on the softness of Severus’s belly.
Severus moaned, and scrambled as he grabbed the man’s broad shoulder. It was firm, and the muscles under his hands felt so good. Severus tried to gather his cognitive ability but to no avail, and he squirmed as Potter hummed near his ear.
“I was obsessed, and fell for you during the time you were in coma. I was disappointed that you did not agree to come with me to Grimmauld Place.” Potter said, and he pressed closer.
Severus could feel the brat’s cock, hard and hot, sliding between his arse, “Gosh, I want you so much…” He murmured.
“Lies…” Severus’ breath stuttered, and then, out of the blue, pleasure shot through his body – his entire lower abdomen was on fire. Severus screamed and jerked as Harry fucking Potter, the older one, was sucking on his clit like it was a fucking lollipop. He rolled his tongue in such a perfect and satisfying way that Severus groaned and came a little, spurting a clear spray of clear liquid onto the man’s chin. His empty pussy pulsed, and he moaned – a long, shaky, desperate kind of sound, the kind he would never normally make in the presence of anyone.
Harry chuckled darkly as he pressed his entire tongue down on Severus’ twitching bud. Severus arched, only to be held tightly by the hot body of young Potter. The young man hummed and kissed the back of his neck, his ears, and as Severus keened from pleasure, the brat’s cock poked into his slightly loose entrance.
“Did you fuck yourself in the arse as well, Professor?” Potter asked as he rolled his hips a bit, and the tip of his cock stretched Severus’s arse. It was just a little bit, a tease, but Severus’s entire body shook, and his arse pulsed, trying to either push the foreign cock out, or to take it in.
“No!” Severus grunted, but then, Harry, whose face was buried Severus’ soaking cunt, chuckled.
“Yes.” He said.
“Shut up!” Severus snapped, hitting his head, “Who the hell even are you, why do you… How dare you…”
Harry looked at him. His face was too mature, and his eyes were darker than what Severus knew. He smiled and raised his left hand. There, Severus saw a white gold ring, decorated by a snake with black eyes.
“As you can see, my love, I am your husband. I married you when I was twenty-three, and we have been married for fifteen years.” Harry said, as he kissed the skin of Severus’s stomach.
“Oh? In five more years?” Potter muttered from behind Severus as he sighed in disappointment.
Severus blinked. This… this year? But it was already past August, and he and Potter had not even spoken twice this year, not to mention…
“You are full of lies. I will not have this.” Severus snarled, and Harry chuckled.
“Think what you want.” He said, and slid his hand between Severus’s legs to pull them apart by the thighs. Severus was about to protest when the man put one Severus’s leg on his shoulder, and leaned in again to lick at Severus’s cunt.
He pushed his tongue into the wetness, the muscle prodding into the lightly twitching entrance, and dragged a long, satisfying line from there to Severus’s pulsing clit. Severus shook like he was being electrocuted, and lost his train of thought when Harry did it again, and again, and again – with great control while using just the right amount of pressure.
When he stopped, Severus doubted that he had wettted himself, judging by how much he was shaking and how hot his pussy was. It was a sloppy mess down there, and Severus must have came a few times, at least. His insides felt empty, wished desperately for his favourite dildo – to thrust it in there and to fuck himself on it as though he would die without it. Severus wanted it so badly, and his clit was erect within moments.
Severus trembled, like he had been hit with whatever that was opposite to the Cruciatus. He was even drooling, unable to control his facial muscles enough to even attempt to close his mouth.
To add more to this excruciating torture, the brat, Potter, was kissing and nibbling various marks onto his body, and Severus wondered since when the boy had been so enthusiastic in learning, given how he learnt where he could make Severus moan the loudest in a mere ten minutes.
Severus was assaulted from both the front and the back, and the amount of sexual pleasure he had received in the past several minutes was so much more than that he had had in years. He was beyond words, and it was pure bliss.
Yet…
Yet… he felt so empty…
Severus bit his lips, refusing to beg, but it only took Harry, his said husband, one look to understand. The man chuckled, and suddenly, he was at Severus’s eye level before he sat on the bed, making room between his legs before pulling Severus towards him. The younger one whined, but obliged and waited as older Harry arranged Severus to his liking. Soon, Severus found himself facing Harry’s thick and dripping cock.
Severus had never felt so humiliated and horny in his entire life. He looked up as the man smirked, and was about to say some very nasty words before Harry handed him a cup of water – which Severus reluctantly took. Meanwhile, older Harry signaled something to his younger self.
When Severus was done, he gave Harry the cup, and was slightly confused on what to say before suddenly, from behind – younger Harry slightly lifted his hips up. Severus yelped as he lost his balance and fell directly on top of Harry’s abdomen.
“Potter!” Severus hissed, horrified to find Potter lying down on his back as he slid underneath Severus, settling between his parted thighs, his intentions clear.
Severus’s whole body shook, but before he could say anything, older Harry touched his chin and angled his face towards him.
“Now, he has things he needs to learn, and I have something I want you to do for me.” He smiled, and his thumb pressed on Severus’ lips.
Severus glanced at the man’s large cock. It was big, leaking, and fully erect. Severus could never believe Harry Potter could someday be aroused by him, yet, here they were…
Severus had sucked a few cocks in his early days, but that was as far as he went. He had tried, and had hated the submission, the humiliation, and the uncomfortable feelings that it brought. He didn’t want…
Yet… the cock in front of him looked nothing like those he had sucked before. Harry was… he was clean, and the color of it looked pleasing. Even the small droplet forming at the cock head was…
Severus swallowed, and Harry smiled, “Do whatever you are comfortable with, I will not rush you.”
Severus looked at him, and something in his chest fluttered. He twitched, and slowly, he opened his mouth, but before he could even taste the precum on the tip of the man’s cock, Potter, who was still under him, suddenly pulled him down by the hip, and within a second, his pulsing cunt fell onto a hot tongue.
“Ah!” Severus screamed, and he grabbed Harry’s waist as the man kept him in place. He brought Severus’s mouth back to his cock, and Severus mindlessly wrapped his mouth around the cock – moaning as Potter’s thin and curious tongue prodded at his clit, then rolled around.
It was different to Harry’s way, and despite his lack of experience, he was exploring with enthusiasm. And the way he kept finding new ways to play and suck on his clit…
Severus’s hips jolted, and suddenly, his body was not his own. As he drooled around Harry’s cock, he rolled his hips and grinded himself onto Potter’s tongue. His traitorous mind told him that he was using his student’s body to chase his own pleasure.
Despite the thought, Severus’s whole body shook even more as he slurped on Harry’s cock and came, moaning and shaking. He quivered and squirted on Potter’s tongue, and the boy, barely eighteen and not even out of school, sucked on him even harder. He thrust his tongue into Severus’s twitching cunt and started fucking him relentlessly.
Severus had to let go of Harry’s cock in order to breathe, because Potter had suddenly brought his hand to Severus’s arse as well. He touched Severus’s rim, and Severus was out of his wits. He grabbed Harry’s hands, and the man smiled as he leaned down to pull Severus into a hug. Severus melted, and Harry lips trailed a line of kisses along his neck. At the same time, the boy, Potter, sucked the dripping fluid out of his pussy, then slid two fingers into Severus’s soft rim.
Severus thrashed from the onslaught, and as he gripped Harry tightly, he could barely register the way the man smelled, the musky, manly scent of a grown man. It smelt just like Amortentia, and Severus felt even more empty.
“Crook your finger a little, young man.” Harry said over Severus’s shoulder. Suddenly, before Severus could even react, Potter’s fingers curled and pressed down on his prostate.
Severus might have screamed, and he had, probably. He might have also crushed Potter’s nose, face, or lips – he didn’t know, but the enthusiastic suck on his clit halted for a moment before returning in full force.
Under him, Potter’s chin was soaked, and Severus’ cunt was so swollen and hot it might’ve melted his bones off.
“Please…” Severus blabbed, he didn’t know what he was asking for anymore. It felt too good, and he wanted more, but he also didn’t think he could handle anymore.
He was empty, and he wanted something inside him, but the thought of a cock…
Severus was shaking, and then, there was a soft sensation on his face.
Severus blinked, and after a long moment, he realised he was being kissed on the cheeks, and the man was being exceptionally gentle about it.
“You are doing great, love.” Harry said quietly, and he kissed Severus again, and again. Severus didn’t know why, but something inside him ached. He had wanted this for so long, yet, when it was in front of him, he was confused. Why would someone want to praise him, be gentle with him, or want to call him pet names? Why would they want to hold him softly, or want to give him what he needs? Why would they hug him tightly and tell him that they love him? Who would want to do that?
Severus had craved for this, and he had berated himself for it for so long, yet…
Suddenly, from behind, a body hugged him tightly.
“You have no idea how much I want this, Professor.” Potter murmured, and he kissed the back of Severus’s neck possessively, “I have been going to sleep and waking up with the thought of you at the front of my mind. Had I known that you would not come back to teach, I would have never come back to learn.”
Severus made a sound, and Potter chuckled. Then, the brat looked at the older version of himself, “Can I have him from the front?”
“Ask him.” Older Harry shrugged, and Potter scoffed.
Then, out of nowhere, Severus was manhandled by the both of them, and before he knew it, he was on Potter’s body, straddling him. The brat’s cock was resting at the throbbing entrance of his pussy. Severus swallowed, and he wanted nothing more than to sit down and chase that fullness that he desperately needed.
He was then embracedfirmly from behind by Harry’s muscular and sturdy body, and Severus absolutely melted.
“Relax for me a bit, love,” Harry murmured, his raspy voice causing goosebumps toappear on Severus’s skin. Severus still couldn’t comprehend things very well, but when a blunt cock head nudged at his splinter, he flinched.
“No!” Severus squawked, but that earned him a soft chuckle from behind. Harry, despite Severus’s weak protests, slid inside effortlessly. His cock stretched Severus’s entrance exquisitely, and the pain was nothing compared to the fullness that followed after, nor the achingly sweet pleasure of having his prostate crushed.
Severus saw stars, and he shook as he felt waves and waves of bliss rushing through his body like hot liquid. He felt like melting, and his pussy pulsed – dripping, and leaking allover Potter’s thighs.
“You must feel empty.” Potter, who was in front of Severus, suddenly said, then he pulled Severus to him.
Severus couldn’t think. It had been forever since his arse felt so full and pleasant. The dildo was nothing compared to the sensation of a real cock, and Severus… Well, he was weak to pleasure as a whole. So when another cock pushed on his soft vulva, he mewled, and he failed to realise that Potter was trying to slide inside until it was too late.
The direction to which they had arranged themselves made both older Harry and young Potter’s cock thrust deep inside of him. And when they angled it just right, they would rub against Severus’s prostate from both directions, and Severus could do nothing but cry out in pleasure.
“Fuck. So wet.” Potter cursed, and his hips jerked forward, sinking impossibly deep into Severus’s body.
“Ah! No. Slow… Slow down. Ah! Cumming…” Severus cried out, he couldn’t see anything, couldn’t sense anything besides the feeling of being impaled by two thick cocks. His body was so tense, and the pleasure was a loud buzz that coursed through his entire body.
Behind him, Harry was murmuring soft, adoring praises, and it was not what Severus could handle right now. The man slid a hand on his chest, and in a moment, Severus’s insides pulsed as his nipple was pinched and fondled in a way that he could not resist. It was too much, too good.
“Are you close, Professor?” Potter murmured, and he reached up to caress his hair. It was such a gentle and caring gesture, and it tipped Severus over the edge.
His whole body and muscles seized and convulsed uncontrollably. Severus came, squirting on Potter’s stomach, and he sobbed, absolutely blinded by mind-shattering euphoria – nothing else could even come close.
Severus kept coming, and he felt both men holding him from the front and behind come as well – filling his body to the absolute brim with their semen, hot pulses of cum spurting deep inside both his holes.His whole stomach almost melted from the heat. Harry was pressing on his lower abdomen, and Severus wailed, coming once more, gushing everywhere, unable to stop his body from twitching and jerking like a man possessed.
By the end of it, when both Harry and Potter had slid out of him, Severus was still shaking and crying. It took them ten minutes to kiss him all over for him to calm down a little.
Exhausted, Severus laid on Potter’ chest, shaking as Harry cleaned him. Potter was murmuring some nonsense about adoring him and wishing to date him, but Severus was in no mind to even think. He focused on the timbre of the brat’s voice instead, refusing to admit that he liked it. He focused on older Harry’s gentle hands, and he shamelessly thought that he would give anything to be taken care of like this every single day. But who would have the patience?
Severus laid there, allowing Harry to kiss all over his face when both men started to glow.
“Well, I guess that’s it.” Harry chuckled, and he caressed Severus’s cheeks, “I have to return to my lovely husband now and make him breakfast, or he will give me an earful.” He kissed Severus’ forehead, “I’ll see you soon.”
The brat, Potter, sighed and hugged Severus tightly, “Honestly, I don’t want to go back to a Hogwarts without you, but well,” He shrugged, “At least now I know who I’m going to marry.”
Severus blinked in astonishment as both men slowly disappeared, and when they were gone from his bed, he was left confused.
What the actual hell in Merlin’s soggy pants had just happened?
If he were not sore all over, Severus would think that all of it was a dream. That the scene where getting fucked by both a younger and older Harry Potter was some sort of obscene hallucination. But…
Severus’s thought was cut short by a disruption at the wards of the house. Someone had just Apparated to his front yard. It should not be possible, since he had not taken it down yet.
Yet, the doorbell rang.
Severus didn’t want to come down, but he couldn’t leave the intruder there, whoever they were, since they somehow managed to bypass the protections he had set up.
Severus groaned as he got off of bed and wandlessly summoned a set of comfortable clothes. As he headed downstairs, he cursed those fucking Potters for wrecking him so badly and so early in the morning.
As he was at the door, Severus could feel the vibration of magic, and oh, he was pissed.
He yanked the door open, and saw Potter, who was holding a giant bouquet of flowers in his arms. He was also wearing a white suit, and had his hair slicked back. The brat was blushing bright red, and when he saw Severus, knelt down on one knee and opened a small box. Inside, Severus saw a set of white gold rings, one with a snake whose eyes were made of obsidian, and another with a Griffin, whose eyes were ruby red.
Severus blinked, when Potter spoke, his voice shook with nerves, “Severus Snape, I have been living these past years, thinking about you constantly. I am desperately in love with you, and I don’t want to live the rest of my days without you. Please, will you marry me?”
Severus stood there, body and mind completely frozen, on a Sunday morning – after being freshly railed by two different versions of his lover, unable to comprehend a single thought.
Was he… being proposed to by Harry fucking Potter?
“Oh god… Did I remember the date wrong?” Potter shook as he mumbled, his face paling.
Something inside Severus snapped.
It was real!
The brat fucked him!
Twice!
And now, after only five years of brief letters, he dared to show up and…
Severus gritted his teeth as he grabbed the door handle.
“Fuck you, Potter.”
He slammed the door in Potter’s dumbfounded face.
Well.
As older Harry had said.
They would get married this year.
He just didn’t specify when.