I'll Be Home For Christmas

Hi! I'm back from ComputerCrashedHell with a brand new 'puter and and another chapter for your perusal. We left off with wedding bells in the offing for our favourite couple and,as promised, the wedding night. That said....Smut alert!!

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Something Old, Something New


"And it was so weird and kind of surreal," Harry was telling Severus, "I mean...you know Ron...I think you traumatised him when we were in school....and even though he accepted I was gay right away, ....well, c'mon Sev, I mean you know how surprised he was when we first got together. Anyway, when I said we were getting married, he asked why now, after all this time, and then I could see that he'd put two and two together, and I thought he might...you know, freak out a bit, but no! He was...totally supportive and really happy for us! And Hermione, she didn't know wizards could become pregnant, she didn't know about the bond, so Ron actually knew something she didn't, but....he was just so, I don't know how to explain it...respectful almost. And really, really happy for us."


"He was raised in the Wizarding World," Severus said, "it would have been included in "the talk" he would have had with his father."


"Really?" Harry said with surprise, "so...if my father had been alive, then he would have told me about gay sex and this bond along with the other stuff?"


"I would imagine so," Severus said rather stiffly. He did not need to be reminded of James Potter at this moment. Nor any other moment, for that matter. He had been expending tremendous amounts of mental energy trying to avoid any thoughts of James or Lily Potter, nevermind the fact that they would have been grandparents to his children. A thought occurred to Severus just then, and he asked curiously, "Who did have "the talk" with you, Harry? The sex talk?" His beloved dogfather, no doubt, he thought grimly.


"Nobody," Harry simply shrugged, "I mean.....with Ginny it was...you know, I'd heard stuff from the guys, and..well, she sort of took the lead, and..... with you, well.....you're the only man I've ever been with, Sev. Everything I know I learned from you." He snickered mischieviously and added, "So, if you have any complaints, you need to take it up with my teacher. I'm sure he'd say intensive lessons may be required."


"I am sure that can be arranged," Severus said primly and Harry laughed.

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Their wedding, ceremony, as Severus called it, was short and to the point, but for Harry it was laden with meaning nonetheless. As they gathered in Minerva's office, for it was she who officiated, he was pleasantly surprised to see it was Ron that Severus had chosen to be his witness. That Ron seemed both deeply honoured and deeply serious about it was strangely moving to Harry, and although Ron was his best mate and they'd been through everything together, he'd never felt closer to him than he did now. Glancing around the room at everybody who came to share this moment with him and Severus, he could feel the love that surrounded him like never before. But even all that paled in comparison to the moment Severus slipped the ring on his finger, those endless black eyes looking down into his with an intensity that made his heart pound. In that moment it was as if only the two of them existed, and for the first time he truly felt the bond between them, truly knew that this was meant to be, and he was filled with a sense of something like wonder, peace, and incredible happiness.


Everyone congratulated them afterwards, shaking their hands, hugging and kissing them, Dumbledore beaming down on them, eyes twinkling madly, but Harry barely noticed. It seemed he couldn't take his eyes off his new husband. His new husband. His husband. He marvelled over it, saying it again and again in his mind. He was married now, he had a husband who loved him and they were going to have a family together.

All that he'd ever wanted.

There was a wedding feast for them set up in the Great Hall, a small sort of reception that Minerva surprised them with. All the Weasley's had come, along with Andromeda Tonks and Harry's godson, Teddy, Neville Longbottom and his wife Hannah, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Luna Lovegood, as well as Poppy Pomfrey and the rest of the Hogwarts staff, Severus' colleagues.


They had a nice dinner, but looking down the long table at all the people who cared about them, Harry couldn't help feeling a bit wistful wishing that Sirius, Remus, and Fred Weasley were among them. Still, it was enjoyable, opening their gifts was fun, as was watching Severus roll his eyes at the lame jokes and teasing about married life they endured as they were toasted again and again, but Harry really only wanted to be alone with his new husband.


Finally, their guests were gone, Minerva had said goodnight, and Severus and Harry made their way down to their dungeon quarters. Their quarters. Harry liked the sound of that.


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They paused before the door for Severus to unward and unlock the doors, but Harry hesitated before going in.

"What's wrong?" Severus asked, an amused look on his face, "would you like me to carry you over the threshold?"


"No," Harry smiled, "only it seems different, is all. I'm actually officially "allowed" to live here now."


Severus chuckled and said, "So? The thrill is gone?"


Harry turned luminous green eyes on him and said in a quiet voice that made Severus' heart race, "No. Not at all."


Severus held out his hand, which Harry clasped, and followed him inside "their" quarters. Severus had asked the house elves to prepare the fire and a tray with champagne and glasses in their bedroom, and still clasping Harry's hand, headed that way now. Harry, however, seemed to have other ideas, and tugged Severus toward the fire in the living room, where he'd apparently had the same idea. By the light of the softly flickering fire, Severus could see a tray with a bottle and glasses, sitting on top of the ubiquitous white fur carpet.

"You brought that?" Severus said with wry amusement.


"You said to bring stuff to make us feel at home," Harry said, "and I'm quite fond of this carpet. A lot of great memories go with this carpet." He pulled Severus along by the hand and made him sit beside him on it, pouring them each a flute of champagne from the bottle on the tray. "No alcohol," he showed the label to Severus before he could object. They sat back against the sofa and Severus put an arm around Harry, who snuggled himself in closer. They sat in silence, watching the fire, Severus resting his cheek on Harry's ever-unruly hair.


Severus wondered briefly if perhaps Harry weren't tired from the events of the day, but he seemed to be studying his new ring.


"If you don't like it, you can choose something you do like," Severus murmured, then kissed and nuzzled Harry's ear to let him know he wouldn't be angry if he did.


"Oh, no, I do like it," Harry hastened to assure him, "I love it. It's perfect. Both of them are."


In a sentimental move that was quite unlike the man, Severus had changed the ring from the one he'd originally given him when he proposed. He'd chosen a new set for them to be married with; Harry's was a platinum band bisected with a thin band of tiny green emeralds, while Severus' own ring was a gold band bisected with a thin band of tiny deep red garnets. Slytherin and Gryffindor, Harry had thought, but Severus had told him they stood for much more than that. Gemstones were symbolic of other things as well. Emeralds were for safety in child-bearing as well as tranquility. Garnets were for constancy as well as truth, and Harry had been surprised and deeply moved at such an overtly romantic gesture from his usually rather dour lover.


"It's funny how this ring makes all the difference," Harry said, still studying it. "I didn't think that one little ring could mean so much."


"And what does it mean to you?" Severus murmured, pressing his mouth to the warm skin of Harry's neck, kissing him, flicking his tongue over the pulse point, breathing in the sweet aroma of him. Had the boy always smelled this.......delicious?


"All...," Harry said his voice breathy and a little shaky, the tongue on his neck instantly arousing him. He swallowed hard and pressed himself closer to that warm, wet tongue, putting his glass aside, not caring that it tipped and spilled. "....all that w-we were.....all we'll b-be....." Oh God! His mind and body shivered at the insistent tongue.....and now lips and teeth as Severus licked and nipped and nibbled at him. "a-all the old..that's been......all the new...to come....." He slid his hands up Severus' chest, neck, to his face, pulling him around. "..Everything!..." he gasped out before their mouths met in a heated frenzy.


His hands tore at Severus' robes, pulling the clasps open, feeling his husband's hands do the same to his robes while he plundered his mouth with abandon. Harry whimpered in frustration as his hands scrabbled at the many fastenings and layers his buttoned up husband insisted on wearing, until he finally gave up and felt frantically around in his own robes for his wand, pulling it out to cast a vanishing spell just as Severus produced his. Suddenly they were both naked in the cool dungeon air, and they looked at each other, smiling.


"Great minds think alike," Severus purred and dived for his young husband and all that luscious glowing skin.


They fell back onto the carpet, Harry thrusting his hips, bringing his cock against the length of Severus', moaning at the feel of the other's stiffness. He gasped into Severus' mouth at the feel of his fingers sliding down his body, lightly rubbing over his sensitive nipples, gently pinching, then leaving them to trail down and skim over the muscles of his stomach. From there they traced lower until finally they wrapped themselves around his now throbbing cock, squeezing gently. He pushed into the welcome grip, wanting more, and whimpered when his cock was abandoned, until he felt those fingers massaging his sac, gently rolling his balls. After a moment they too were abandoned and he whimpered again, but the soft, insistent fingers slid between his cheeks, massaging and pressing at his twitching and clenching entrance.


Harry was on fire now, the light and gentle touches, while exquisite, had only served to stoke his arousal. He moaned throatily as he spread his legs and thrust against the fingers teasing him, his eyes screwed shut, head flung back against the carpet.

Suddenly his eyes flew open and he gasped sharply as the warmth of Severus covering him vanished. He looked up just in time to see his husband take a swallow of his champagne and then lean forward to suck his engorged cock into his mouth.



"Oh!.....Sev......that...uh.....ohmygod!..." Harry moaned, throwing his head back. The combined sensations of the hot mouth of his husband with the cool champagne, the tiny bubbles bursting as Severus' wonderous tongue swirled over the heated length of his cock rendered him nearly senseless. Strong hands held his hips still as he mindlessly began thrusting, moaning and hissing, He buried his hands in Severus' hair, clutching handfuls of it as Severus began bobbing his head up and down, his tongue swirling with the liquid, his lips tightening around his shaft. Slowly Severus' head moved up and down and the bubbles of the champagne caused exquisite tingles to shoot through Harry. Then when his tongue against his shaft caused the bubbles to burst.....the feeling was indescribable. Again and again Severus slowly plunged his mouth down the length of Harry, the effervesence of the champagne frothing around him, making him want to scream in pleasure.

"Sev...I...oh....I'm..," was all the further he got before Severus' fingers tightened around the base of his cock and prevented him from exploding, his magic tongue still at work. Harry felt a new sensation assault him as Severus wordlessly cast a cleaning and lubrication spell, then accioed more lube from the bedroom.

Again slowly, a slick finger eased it's way into him, his channel grasping at it eagerly. It began to slide in and out, another soon joining it, both of them working to stretch and prepare him for what Harry was by now ready to beg for. Severus added a third finger and began to scissor them all carefully, the slight burn and feeling of tightness a welcome addition to the exquisite torture his cock was undergoing. Harry moaned loudly, spreading his legs wider. His passage was massaged open, the long fingers lightly touching that bundle of nerves deep inside him. Again and again the wicked fingers brushed over that sweet spot, but it wasn't enough for Harry. He wanted to feel the thick hardness of his new husband plunder that spot until he screamed.

Harry could stand no more and moaned loudly, "Unnh....oh..god...Sev!....please....in me..want you in me!" His hole grasped at the fingers as they were withdrawn with excruciating slowness and he panted, "Stop.....teasing....me!" receiving an evil chuckle in return. "Huh....hurry....up!.." he begged.

"My pleasure," Severus murmured silkily as he swallowed down the champagne. He slathered his own aching cock with lube, and positioned himself at his young husband's twitching entrance. The slide in was pure bliss, and his arousal was furthered by Harry's long, low moan. He leaned forward as he entered his new husband, pushing Harry's legs wider and waited, panting heavily, as they both adjusted. He leaned forward to nip and lick at rosy red nipples, tonguing them stiff and then sucking greedily while Harry gasped and writhed beneath him.


He felt Harry's passage clench around his length, gloriously tight and hot, and revelled in hearing his love gasp, "Now, Sev.....oh, now!"


Slowly, he pulled back, stroking his throbbing cock in the equally throbbing channel with steady, firm strokes that caused Harry to moan and gasp most enticingly, stoking Severus' already flaming desire to an absolute fever pitch.

"Oh!....Oh God!....Oh Sev!..." Harry gasped, the steady stroking his prostate was receiving sending jolts of pleasure through every nerve in is body, making his toes curl and his fingers clutch the carpet beneath him. He bucked his hips to meet his husband's steady thrusting, driving that wonderous cock of his harder against the bundle of nerves inside him.


"Harry....Harry..." Severus growled, lowering his face, devouring the wet, luscious mouth below him. He stroked his tongue into the welcoming warmth as he continued to stroke his cock into Harry's welcoming body, now sucking tender lips, now nibbling at them.

Harry let go of the carpet to thrust his fingers into soft, dark locks, pulling Severus' mouth with it's sinful tongue tighter against his own, returning the hot, wet kisses. He slid his fingers out of his hair and along his husband's jawline, down his neck, over his chest, tweaking and tugging at his nipples, rubbing the stiff points with his palms, pinching and making Severus groan with pleasure.


"F-fuck, Sev!...fuck me.......Oh!" Harry whimpered with need. The laving Severus had given his cock with the swishing champagne, along with his long, hard cock wedged snugly in him had him in a frenzy. He knew he was nearly there already, wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, having already been denied release once.

Gasping and shaking, Severus could feel his balls draw up, could feel Harry's passage tighten, his cock throbbing in his hand. He slowed his pace a bit, wanting to savour the feel of his organ sliding wetly in and out of Harry's hot channel before their orgasms begin to overtake them both. He loosened the tight grip he had on his husband's wet cock, and Harry groaned with the loss.


"Sev...," Harry moaned helplessly. He wanted to come, but it felt so good, Severus' thick cock reaming his passage so thoroughly, the jolt of it against his prostate. It made his cock throb even harder, his precome leaking copiously onto his own stomach. The need to come won out, and he panted, his voice begging, "Sev.....now....please......faster....make me come! Let me come!"


Harry wrapped his legs around his husband's waist, urging him on, and Severus obliged him beautifully, quickening his pace. He wrapped his long fingers around his leaking cock again as well, rubbing his thumb agaist the wet tip, squuezing and stroking. Harry thrashed wildly beneath him, his channel clenching and pulsing around Severus' magical cock as he felt it begin to work his sweet spot relentlessly.


The grip Harry put around Severus suddenly filled him with an overpowering need to come of his own. He began to pound into his husband frantically whilst stroking his wet cock furiously, entranced with the expression of pure bliss that came up in those emerald eyes beneath him. He felt his own release come charging on with the force of a raging bull and gave over to it, emptying himself into his love with a loud growl.

"Oh Sev...Sev....Oh Fuck!!" Harry screeched.

Thick ropes of warm, wet stickiness shot out between them, and he felt his insides coated with the same as Severus released into him collapsing onto his elbows over him, panting breathlessly. Harry slowly let his legs slide from around Severus' waist, and Severus eased his softening cock from him, falling to the carpet beside him and gathering him up closely, holding him tightly.

After a moment spent recovering, Severus gasped teasingly, "Was...was it...good for you?"


"Perfect," Harry said breathlessly, "And....I'd always heard......married sex was...boring."

"Not if I can help it," Severus growled into his husband's ear.

"You animal, you," Harry chuckled affectionately.

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A bit later, after the chill of the dungeon had set in, they peeled themselves apart and headed hand in hand for the bathroom and a hot bath. Severus had transfigured the tub bigger to hold both of them some time ago, and they lay together in the fragrant hot water kissing each other slow, delicious kisses in between sips of champagne.


"I love this," Harry sighed happily, laying his head on Severus' shoulder.


"We must take full advantage while we can," Severus said in agreement.


"We can still do this after the babies come," Harry pointed out, "after we've tucked them up."


Severus snorted and said, 'You do realise that newborn babies do not sleep the entire night? They awaken at the most ungodly hours wanting to be fed and changed."


"Well yeah, but they have to sleep sometime," Harry said.


"For only a few hours at a time, at first," Severus sighed, "and when they do, all we'll want to do is the same. Being sleep deprived is part of being parents of newborns."


"I wonder," Harry said thoughtfully, "even if I'm a man, and the babies' father, am I entitled to some sort of maternity leave from my job?"


"You'll have to speak to Shacklebolt about that," Severus scowled, "although I would imagine that if it is provided for the female Aurors, it will be provided for you as well."


"I don't think any of the female Aurors have kids," Harry said, "I don't think any of them are married, actually."


"Again, speak with Shacklebolt, although I cannot imagine he would deny you spending time with your children," Severus said with a frown.


"What about after?" Harry said, "after I go back to work? Who's going to look after the babies?"


"There are the house elves," Severus said, "although I am not sure I trust them with my children when they are still babies. I suppose we will have to hire a nanny."


"I'm not sure I want a stranger looking after my babies," Harry said with a frown.


"I would, of course, be able to look in on them between classes," Severus said thoughtfully.


"Yeah, but....I wouldn't," Harry said worriedly.


"I think we have plenty of time to come up with a solution," Severus said, "no need to fret now."


"I'm not fretting," Harry said fretfully. Another thought occurred to him then. "Where are we going to put them?" he asked, "there's only one bedroom here."


"The castle is a magical creation, Harry," Severus said, "it will expand itself to accomodate our needs."


"Really?" Harry asked, "I thought only the Room of Requirement did that."


"The entire castle is somewhat of a Room of Requirement," Severus told him, "how do you think it accomodates all the students every year? Some years there are more new students than others and more dormitories are needed. The castle expands itself to fit the needs of it's inhabitants. There is no set number of children born in any given year, you know."


"I guess I never thought about it before," Harry said, "I never paid attention to how many first years came every year, but I suppose you do."


"Indeed," Severus said sourly, "always hoping for the one who will actually pay attention and learn something."


"Well, you'll find out Monday, won't you?" Harry said and then laughed at Severus' scowl. Impulsively, he leaned up and tried his best to kiss it away. With a growl, Severus pulled him onto his lap and kissed him soundly. Harry, who thought his cock had been sated, felt his twitch with interest, pressed against Severus' firm stomach. As Severus deepened the kiss, Harry found himself inflating to full blown hardness, suddenly horny as hell all over again.


"Mmm...," he moaned into his husband's mouth, pressing their bodies more tightly together. He shifted his hips a bit, moaning again, but Severus' cock was only half heartedly stiff. Harry slid his hand between them, grasping it under the water, stroking slowly and rubbing the tip against his own engorged tip.


Severus shifted Harry in his lap, spreading his legs between Harry's, which caused Harry's legs to spread even wider, and grasped his cheeks in his hands. The long fingers kneaded the globes, causing Harry to make that delicious moaning sound again and grind his delectable ass into Severus' hands.


"Mmm..Sev.....do me again.." Harry said breathlessly, "I want your cock filling me up again. Fast and hard."


Again, Severus was more than happy to oblige, the need in Harry's voice making his half hard cock suddenly sit up and take notice. He cast the necessary spells, bent his young husband over the side of the tub and enthusiastically set about doing as asked.

Fast and hard, just the way his Harry had asked for it. Severus gripping Harry's slim hips in his long fingers as he pumped himself in and out of his hot and clenching channel. Harry pumping his own cock furiously in time to Severus' thrusts until they both came loudly, Severus into Harry's warmth, and Harry into the bathwater's warmth.


By then they were both spent and exhausted, and Severus held a drowsy Harry as he spelled the bathwater out, the shower on, and them both clean and dry. He led him into their bedroom, pulling back the blankets and tucking Harry into warm sheets before climbing in beside him.

Severus tenderly kissed his beloved, and Harry, just before drifting off, murmured, "Perfect, Sev....just......perfect."


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