Happy holidays, torino10154! - A Wonderful Life [HP]
Title: A Wonderful Life
Author: alisanne
Recipient: torino10154
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Charlie Weasley/Draco Malfoy, Kingsley Shacklebolt/Percy Weasley
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Semi-public sex
Summary: Severus' life could certainly be worse, but it probably couldn't be better.
Notes: Happy Holidays, Torino! I hope you enjoy this, it was a privilege to write it for you. Also, thank you, Celandine, for running this fest. It's one of my very favourites!
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A Wonderful Life
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Life could be worse Severus decided as he woke in his favourite way, with Harry's lips wrapped about his cock. Burying his fingers in Harry's hair, he barely had time to register what was happening before he came, spilling down Harry's throat, Harry's tongue collecting every drop before he pulled off and crawled up his body for a good morning kiss.
"Happy Christmas," whispered Harry when they drew apart.
It's certainly off to a promising start. Severus' hand slid down Harry's back to cup his arse. He could feel Harry's morning erection poking his thigh and he smiled. "Do you require some...assistance?" he murmured, his hand moving between them.
Harry moaned as Severus slowly stroked him. "That would be...oh yes, just like that...brilliant."
After only a few moments, Harry shuddered, coming apart in Severus' arms as Severus watched avidly. He loved watching Harry come. "Beautiful."
Opening his eyes, Harry grinned. "Why don't we start every day this way?"
"Because we both work and our schedules often conflict," said Severus.
"No work today, though," replied Harry, resting his chin on Severus' chest and smiling up at him. "We could stay in bed all day if we wanted."
"We could," agreed Severus, arms tightening around Harry. "You'll get no objections from me. We may get hungry after a few hours, however."
Harry sighed. "And Molly would probably send someone here to get us."
"Indeed." Severus shook his head. "I can't believe I let you persuade me to attend Christmas dinner at the Weasleys'." He traced patterns on Harry's back, smirking as Harry shivered. "If you hadn't been riding me at the time--"
Harry laughed. "Everything I know about negotiating I learned from you," he reminded Severus.
Severus raised an eyebrow and a second later, Harry found himself on his back, Severus kneeling between his wantonly spread legs. "Fortunately, I haven't taught you everything I know."
"Yet," said Harry cheekily.
Swooping down, Severus captured Harry's mouth in a sensual kiss that had them both panting by the end of it. "A lifetime may not be long enough to for you to ferret out all my secrets," purred Severus against his lips.
"We'll see," said Harry, smiling. "Since I plan to be with you for at least that long, I guess time will tell, won't it?"
Amazed at the love and devotion shining in Harry's eyes, Severus pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Indeed it shall."
It took them another hour to leave the bed, and by the time they got out of the shower, they were running late. "Where's the gift for Victoire?" asked Harry, frantically rummaging through the assorted wrapped parcels on the table.
Severus held it up. "I completed it last night, along with perfume for Delacour and some parchment preservation potion for Granger."
Harry shook his head. "It's Weasley and Weasley now," he reminded him. "They've been married for ages."
"I can hardly call everyone there Weasley," replied Severus, shrinking the lot before scooping several packages up and into his pockets. "I need some way to differentiate."
"You could just call them by their first names," Harry said, slipping the rest of the gifts into his pocket.
Severus scowled. "Thus tacitly giving them permission to call me by mine? No thank you."
Harry laughed. "There are days I'm surprised you let me call you Severus."
Severus smirked, clasping his hand. "Ah, but sucking my cock earns you special privileges."
"Hm. As long as no one else earns those same privileges," Harry muttered.
Severus snorted. "We are going to dinner at your ex-girlfriend's childhood home. I think I should be the one who's concerned."
"Not a chance," Harry said, reaching for the Floo powder. "First: Ginny's devoted to Neville and vice versa, and second--"
"Yes?" Severus asked as Harry threw the powder. "Second?"
Harry smiled up at him. "I'm devoted to you. The Burrow!"
Stepping through into the Weasleys' living room was like walking into controlled chaos, although Severus wasn't sure who was controlling it. There were people everywhere. He immediately spotted Granger with Weasley hovering behind her, George holding hands with his wife Angelina, Ginevra and Longbottom, who quickly looked away from Severus, and Bill alongside Fleur.
Interspersed between everyone careened children of all ages and sizes, running, screaming and generally being children. The noise was unbelievable. And amidst it all stood Molly, beaming at everyone.
It was a madhouse, and it was only Harry's Seeker reflexes that saved Severus from getting hit in the face with a stuffed toy in that moment.
"Oi!" cried Harry, waving the toy, a purple Erumpent. "Who wants this made into a potions ingredient, then?"
Several high-pitched voice shrieked, and a tiny, random redhead ran up, hands outstretched. "Sorry, Harry!"
"All right, Louis," said Harry, handing the boy the Erumpent. "But be careful next time."
"I don't know how you keep them all straight," murmured Severus as Louis scampered away. "I may have to start numbering them. Child one, child ten, child two-hundred--"
"Oh please." Harry chuckled. "With your memory? You remember their names. I think you just want people to think you don't."
"How could I? How could anyone? No one can keep up with the growth of this family." Severus made a beeline for the punch. "After all, every time I turn around some other Weasley is pregnant. Hello, Arthur."
Arthur beamed at them. "Severus! Harry! Happy Christmas! Oh, and did Ginny tell you they're pregnant? Isn't it wonderful?" He handed them each a glass of punch.
Smirking at Harry as if to say, 'You see?', Severus took his glass and, after dodging the boys on trainer brooms and the little girls who were darting about shrieking, went to settle in a corner while Harry made the rounds. Usually he managed to stay out of the way, but that year the place was especially overrun and escaping from children proved impossible. Finally locating a chair tucked away in the isolated corner of a deserted hallway, Severus sat, exhaling.
He managed one sip of his punch before he heard people approaching. Not wanting to be seen, he slouched in his chair.
"...couldn't wait to get you alone," whispered a familiar voice. "Come here."
Severus frowned. That sounded like--
"Christ, Draco," replied another deeper voice. "I can't believe you want to do this here--"
"I always want to suck you, Charlie," murmured Draco. "You're lucky I didn't drop to my knees in the living room and blow you right there."
"Kinky," breathed Charlie. "Our parents might've had something to say about that, though."
Lucius and Narcissa are here? Eyebrow raised, Severus listened as the increasingly lewd noises culminated in throaty cries. They took a few moments to recover and then were gone, Severus presumed back to the party. This is going to be an interesting Christmas.
Draining his glass, Severus began to rise, only to hear more footsteps. Merlin. What now?
"No one should be back here," said another familiar voice. That one Severus had more difficulty identifying, although the person who replied was instantly recognisable.
"It was very generous of you to invite me to your home for the holidays, Percy," said Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"Of course, sir." Percy sounded subdued. "I couldn't bear to think of you alone this time of year, not when you could come here and be with m--us."
Severus pursed his lips. It seems Percy has a bit of a crush on Kingsley. How interesting.
"Ah, but I never really feel alone when you're around," replied Kingsley, his deep, slow voice going silky. "You're an excellent assistant, Percy. Good at everything, in and out of the office."
"Thank you." Percy sounded like he was smiling. "I try."
"Oh, you do more than try. You succeed." Kingsley sounded admiring. "Last night was especially...inspired."
Severus blinked. And apparently Kingsley returns his interest.
There was a muffled moan and then the unmistakable sound of a zipper being undone. Merlin, is everyone being sucked off at this party? Severus thought.
They were quieter than Draco and Charlie had been; nevertheless, Severus could still hear the breathy moans and gasps and was quickly getting hard. A few minutes of that had him pressing the heel of his hand to his cock and wishing for Harry to appear.
Mercifully, they finished quickly, and as soon as they left, Severus rose, setting out to look for Harry. He located him talking to Granger and Weasley. Of course. "Harry. A moment."
Harry nodded. "Of course. I'll be back in a minute, guys."
"Happy Christmas," Granger said.
"And to you," Severus managed, dragging Harry away.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked as Severus thrust him into the first unoccupied space he could find. It was a broom closet. "What are you--"
Without speaking, Severus put up a Silencing Charm, adding an Impenetrable Shield for good measure. Then, pushing Harry against the wall, he kissed him savagely, thrusting his thigh between Harry's legs.
Harry adjusted immediately, arching against him, moaning into Severus' mouth. Making short work of their clothes, Severus spun Harry around, knelt down, and spread his arse cheeks.
Looking over his shoulder at him, Harry groaned, "What are you--Christ!"
Severus ignored him, concentrating instead on lapping at his hole, sliding his tongue as deeply as he could until Harry was whimpering. When he drew back Harry was loose and trembling. A murmured Lubrication Spell later, Severus was slamming home inside him, gasping his pleasure into the curve of Harry's neck.
It only took a minute and he was coming, pulsing deep inside Harry. Moments later, Harry, too, came, arching his back to take Severus deeper as he spurted against the closet wall.
"Molly is going to kill us," Harry gasped as soon as he could speak.
Severus chuckled. "She'll never know. We shall clean up after ourselves."
"I dunno," said Harry as Severus pulled out and began casting Cleaning Charms. "She always seems to know."
"Oh?" Severus raised an eyebrow. "Have a lot of sex in this house, do you?"
Harry hit his arm. "No! Eww! I'm just going by things Ron's said." He handed Severus his trousers. "Anyway, what brought that on?" He grinned. "Not that I object, mind you."
Severus flushed, busying himself with his clothes. "There was no specific reason; I was just in the mood."
"Uh huh." Reaching up, Harry kissed him softly. "Well whatever it was, I like it, but we have got to get back before people come looking."
Severus sighed. "Agreed." Waving his hand, he took down the shield and the Silencing Charm, opening the door and gesturing for Harry to precede him. Casting one last Scourgify behind them, he shut the door, and, after some thought, locked it.
They'd barely made it back into living room when a blur ran towards Severus, attaching itself to his leg. "Sev'us!" cried Teddy.
"Theodore," Severus murmured. "There you are."
"Happy Christmas!"
"And to you." Reaching down, Severus lifted Teddy into his arms.
Harry sighed. "I'm his godfather and he runs right past me and straight to you. Honestly, I think you must bribe him or something."
Severus smirked. "I am simply the only other person with whom he identifies. After all, he's clearly bound for Slytherin."
"Slyt'rin," agreed Teddy, his blue hair turning black.
"Dinner!" cried Molly. "Come along, everyone!"
Carrying Teddy, Severus followed the crowd into the magically expanded dining room and settled at the table with Harry on his left and Lucius Malfoy on his right. Down the table he could see Charlie and Draco making calf-eyes at each other. Deciding he owed Draco, Severus leaned towards Lucius. "I see Draco is pursuing an alliance with the Weasleys. Was that your idea? Very smart. You could do worse than to align yourself with such a prominent family."
Lucius' eyes widened, then narrowed with calculation. "Yes, well, you know Malfoys. We always land on our feet." He looked past Severus to Harry, who was chatting with Kingsley. "You did well also."
Severus nodded and, as the meal started and Teddy, cuddled in his lap, fell asleep, he smiled. Yes, life could definitely be worse.
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Author: alisanne
Recipient: torino10154
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Charlie Weasley/Draco Malfoy, Kingsley Shacklebolt/Percy Weasley
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Semi-public sex
Summary: Severus' life could certainly be worse, but it probably couldn't be better.
Notes: Happy Holidays, Torino! I hope you enjoy this, it was a privilege to write it for you. Also, thank you, Celandine, for running this fest. It's one of my very favourites!
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A Wonderful Life
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Life could be worse Severus decided as he woke in his favourite way, with Harry's lips wrapped about his cock. Burying his fingers in Harry's hair, he barely had time to register what was happening before he came, spilling down Harry's throat, Harry's tongue collecting every drop before he pulled off and crawled up his body for a good morning kiss.
"Happy Christmas," whispered Harry when they drew apart.
It's certainly off to a promising start. Severus' hand slid down Harry's back to cup his arse. He could feel Harry's morning erection poking his thigh and he smiled. "Do you require some...assistance?" he murmured, his hand moving between them.
Harry moaned as Severus slowly stroked him. "That would be...oh yes, just like that...brilliant."
After only a few moments, Harry shuddered, coming apart in Severus' arms as Severus watched avidly. He loved watching Harry come. "Beautiful."
Opening his eyes, Harry grinned. "Why don't we start every day this way?"
"Because we both work and our schedules often conflict," said Severus.
"No work today, though," replied Harry, resting his chin on Severus' chest and smiling up at him. "We could stay in bed all day if we wanted."
"We could," agreed Severus, arms tightening around Harry. "You'll get no objections from me. We may get hungry after a few hours, however."
Harry sighed. "And Molly would probably send someone here to get us."
"Indeed." Severus shook his head. "I can't believe I let you persuade me to attend Christmas dinner at the Weasleys'." He traced patterns on Harry's back, smirking as Harry shivered. "If you hadn't been riding me at the time--"
Harry laughed. "Everything I know about negotiating I learned from you," he reminded Severus.
Severus raised an eyebrow and a second later, Harry found himself on his back, Severus kneeling between his wantonly spread legs. "Fortunately, I haven't taught you everything I know."
"Yet," said Harry cheekily.
Swooping down, Severus captured Harry's mouth in a sensual kiss that had them both panting by the end of it. "A lifetime may not be long enough to for you to ferret out all my secrets," purred Severus against his lips.
"We'll see," said Harry, smiling. "Since I plan to be with you for at least that long, I guess time will tell, won't it?"
Amazed at the love and devotion shining in Harry's eyes, Severus pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Indeed it shall."
It took them another hour to leave the bed, and by the time they got out of the shower, they were running late. "Where's the gift for Victoire?" asked Harry, frantically rummaging through the assorted wrapped parcels on the table.
Severus held it up. "I completed it last night, along with perfume for Delacour and some parchment preservation potion for Granger."
Harry shook his head. "It's Weasley and Weasley now," he reminded him. "They've been married for ages."
"I can hardly call everyone there Weasley," replied Severus, shrinking the lot before scooping several packages up and into his pockets. "I need some way to differentiate."
"You could just call them by their first names," Harry said, slipping the rest of the gifts into his pocket.
Severus scowled. "Thus tacitly giving them permission to call me by mine? No thank you."
Harry laughed. "There are days I'm surprised you let me call you Severus."
Severus smirked, clasping his hand. "Ah, but sucking my cock earns you special privileges."
"Hm. As long as no one else earns those same privileges," Harry muttered.
Severus snorted. "We are going to dinner at your ex-girlfriend's childhood home. I think I should be the one who's concerned."
"Not a chance," Harry said, reaching for the Floo powder. "First: Ginny's devoted to Neville and vice versa, and second--"
"Yes?" Severus asked as Harry threw the powder. "Second?"
Harry smiled up at him. "I'm devoted to you. The Burrow!"
Stepping through into the Weasleys' living room was like walking into controlled chaos, although Severus wasn't sure who was controlling it. There were people everywhere. He immediately spotted Granger with Weasley hovering behind her, George holding hands with his wife Angelina, Ginevra and Longbottom, who quickly looked away from Severus, and Bill alongside Fleur.
Interspersed between everyone careened children of all ages and sizes, running, screaming and generally being children. The noise was unbelievable. And amidst it all stood Molly, beaming at everyone.
It was a madhouse, and it was only Harry's Seeker reflexes that saved Severus from getting hit in the face with a stuffed toy in that moment.
"Oi!" cried Harry, waving the toy, a purple Erumpent. "Who wants this made into a potions ingredient, then?"
Several high-pitched voice shrieked, and a tiny, random redhead ran up, hands outstretched. "Sorry, Harry!"
"All right, Louis," said Harry, handing the boy the Erumpent. "But be careful next time."
"I don't know how you keep them all straight," murmured Severus as Louis scampered away. "I may have to start numbering them. Child one, child ten, child two-hundred--"
"Oh please." Harry chuckled. "With your memory? You remember their names. I think you just want people to think you don't."
"How could I? How could anyone? No one can keep up with the growth of this family." Severus made a beeline for the punch. "After all, every time I turn around some other Weasley is pregnant. Hello, Arthur."
Arthur beamed at them. "Severus! Harry! Happy Christmas! Oh, and did Ginny tell you they're pregnant? Isn't it wonderful?" He handed them each a glass of punch.
Smirking at Harry as if to say, 'You see?', Severus took his glass and, after dodging the boys on trainer brooms and the little girls who were darting about shrieking, went to settle in a corner while Harry made the rounds. Usually he managed to stay out of the way, but that year the place was especially overrun and escaping from children proved impossible. Finally locating a chair tucked away in the isolated corner of a deserted hallway, Severus sat, exhaling.
He managed one sip of his punch before he heard people approaching. Not wanting to be seen, he slouched in his chair.
"...couldn't wait to get you alone," whispered a familiar voice. "Come here."
Severus frowned. That sounded like--
"Christ, Draco," replied another deeper voice. "I can't believe you want to do this here--"
"I always want to suck you, Charlie," murmured Draco. "You're lucky I didn't drop to my knees in the living room and blow you right there."
"Kinky," breathed Charlie. "Our parents might've had something to say about that, though."
Lucius and Narcissa are here? Eyebrow raised, Severus listened as the increasingly lewd noises culminated in throaty cries. They took a few moments to recover and then were gone, Severus presumed back to the party. This is going to be an interesting Christmas.
Draining his glass, Severus began to rise, only to hear more footsteps. Merlin. What now?
"No one should be back here," said another familiar voice. That one Severus had more difficulty identifying, although the person who replied was instantly recognisable.
"It was very generous of you to invite me to your home for the holidays, Percy," said Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"Of course, sir." Percy sounded subdued. "I couldn't bear to think of you alone this time of year, not when you could come here and be with m--us."
Severus pursed his lips. It seems Percy has a bit of a crush on Kingsley. How interesting.
"Ah, but I never really feel alone when you're around," replied Kingsley, his deep, slow voice going silky. "You're an excellent assistant, Percy. Good at everything, in and out of the office."
"Thank you." Percy sounded like he was smiling. "I try."
"Oh, you do more than try. You succeed." Kingsley sounded admiring. "Last night was especially...inspired."
Severus blinked. And apparently Kingsley returns his interest.
There was a muffled moan and then the unmistakable sound of a zipper being undone. Merlin, is everyone being sucked off at this party? Severus thought.
They were quieter than Draco and Charlie had been; nevertheless, Severus could still hear the breathy moans and gasps and was quickly getting hard. A few minutes of that had him pressing the heel of his hand to his cock and wishing for Harry to appear.
Mercifully, they finished quickly, and as soon as they left, Severus rose, setting out to look for Harry. He located him talking to Granger and Weasley. Of course. "Harry. A moment."
Harry nodded. "Of course. I'll be back in a minute, guys."
"Happy Christmas," Granger said.
"And to you," Severus managed, dragging Harry away.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked as Severus thrust him into the first unoccupied space he could find. It was a broom closet. "What are you--"
Without speaking, Severus put up a Silencing Charm, adding an Impenetrable Shield for good measure. Then, pushing Harry against the wall, he kissed him savagely, thrusting his thigh between Harry's legs.
Harry adjusted immediately, arching against him, moaning into Severus' mouth. Making short work of their clothes, Severus spun Harry around, knelt down, and spread his arse cheeks.
Looking over his shoulder at him, Harry groaned, "What are you--Christ!"
Severus ignored him, concentrating instead on lapping at his hole, sliding his tongue as deeply as he could until Harry was whimpering. When he drew back Harry was loose and trembling. A murmured Lubrication Spell later, Severus was slamming home inside him, gasping his pleasure into the curve of Harry's neck.
It only took a minute and he was coming, pulsing deep inside Harry. Moments later, Harry, too, came, arching his back to take Severus deeper as he spurted against the closet wall.
"Molly is going to kill us," Harry gasped as soon as he could speak.
Severus chuckled. "She'll never know. We shall clean up after ourselves."
"I dunno," said Harry as Severus pulled out and began casting Cleaning Charms. "She always seems to know."
"Oh?" Severus raised an eyebrow. "Have a lot of sex in this house, do you?"
Harry hit his arm. "No! Eww! I'm just going by things Ron's said." He handed Severus his trousers. "Anyway, what brought that on?" He grinned. "Not that I object, mind you."
Severus flushed, busying himself with his clothes. "There was no specific reason; I was just in the mood."
"Uh huh." Reaching up, Harry kissed him softly. "Well whatever it was, I like it, but we have got to get back before people come looking."
Severus sighed. "Agreed." Waving his hand, he took down the shield and the Silencing Charm, opening the door and gesturing for Harry to precede him. Casting one last Scourgify behind them, he shut the door, and, after some thought, locked it.
They'd barely made it back into living room when a blur ran towards Severus, attaching itself to his leg. "Sev'us!" cried Teddy.
"Theodore," Severus murmured. "There you are."
"Happy Christmas!"
"And to you." Reaching down, Severus lifted Teddy into his arms.
Harry sighed. "I'm his godfather and he runs right past me and straight to you. Honestly, I think you must bribe him or something."
Severus smirked. "I am simply the only other person with whom he identifies. After all, he's clearly bound for Slytherin."
"Slyt'rin," agreed Teddy, his blue hair turning black.
"Dinner!" cried Molly. "Come along, everyone!"
Carrying Teddy, Severus followed the crowd into the magically expanded dining room and settled at the table with Harry on his left and Lucius Malfoy on his right. Down the table he could see Charlie and Draco making calf-eyes at each other. Deciding he owed Draco, Severus leaned towards Lucius. "I see Draco is pursuing an alliance with the Weasleys. Was that your idea? Very smart. You could do worse than to align yourself with such a prominent family."
Lucius' eyes widened, then narrowed with calculation. "Yes, well, you know Malfoys. We always land on our feet." He looked past Severus to Harry, who was chatting with Kingsley. "You did well also."
Severus nodded and, as the meal started and Teddy, cuddled in his lap, fell asleep, he smiled. Yes, life could definitely be worse.
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