How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Harry looked around wide eyed at everything, listening to the faint ticking of the engine as it began to cool. Merlin…there were people everywhere, he shrank back against Severus’ chest and clung to his thighs wondering if he could convince the man to get him the hell out of there. He felt one strong arm wrap around his waist and lift him from the bike, Severus dismounting right after him and then unbuckling his helmet.
“Harry, are you alright?” Severus asked, his lips close to Harry’s ear, the closeness alone helping him stay centred. “Do I need to get you out of here?”
Severus waited as Harry thought for a moment and then shook his head.
“No Sev, I’d like to see where we are please.” Harry answered as he offered the other wizard a smile to show him he was okay with things. Severus placed a hand in the middle of Harrys’s lower back and steered him up onto the sidewalk, turning him to walk down toward a small group of men and women sitting in lawn chairs on the sidewalk.
Severus was greeted by several people as they passed; he returned the greetings with a word or upturned hand in passing. Harry was surprised once again, the Severus he knew didn’t like people acknowledging his presence like this, here he seemed to be thriving. Once they reached the group of sidewalk kings and queens, there was a lull in the music that had been blaring from speakers set up on the wall behind them.
A woman looked up and waved Severus over to where she was sitting, he wound his way over to the chair she’d pulled up for him.
“Hey there tall, dark, and sexy,” purred one woman as she smiled lazily up at Severus, pulling the man down to lay a kiss on him. He pulled himself back a bit and smirked at her.
“You got that wrong Jo, the proper greeting is as follows ‘Hello tall, dark, sexy, and decidedly gay’”, he chuckled. His old friend only laughed and pulled a chair up for him.
Harry watched the concern, he hadn’t yet decided what he thought of this new person, he really did not like seeing anyone else kiss Severus. As he thought about it, he’d never seen anyone kiss him so casually; he pressed his lips together and ground his teeth quietly. He looked at her again….black hair, violet eyes, lean, he supposed she was okay looking for a female. Shrugging he stood to the side of Severus as he sat.
She passed a praising eye over Harry and looked back at Severus.
“Babysitting this year?” she smiled cattily at the younger man and then reached into her pocket and then held out a bill to Harry, “Here sweetie, why don’t you run along and get an ice cream and play a video game or whatever it is you kids do.”
With that she dismissed him and turned her attention back on Harry’s mate. Harry stood there, debating on whether or not to just hex her where she sat, when he felt Severus slide one arm around his waist and pull him down to sit on his knee.
“Jo,” He began in a warning tone of voice, “this is one of the professors from where I teach, he is also my Harry. You need to show him some respect.”
She looked at Harry again and winked, “Yeah sure Sev, whatever you say.”
Severus rolled his eyes and pulled Harry closer to him. He’d been doing this dance with Jo Velden for the last eight years. The witch was convinced that one night with her would make him straight with no problem, well except for one really big one. He didn’t want to be straight. Unfortunately the witch was also a New York City lawyer and she was used to getting exactly what she wanted by any means. He was a little concerned about Harry, after the emotionally charged morning that they had had, he didn’t want him getting overly upset now. He needed to get him away while he put the witch in check.
Leaning forward a bit, he whispered in Harry’s ear. “Hungry?” Harry nodded in reply and then felt Severus shifting under his bottom as he dug out his wallet and then gave Harry some money. “Here, go order me a cheeseburger with everything but onions and a double order of chips on the side. I want you to get the same, but only one order of fries.”
Harry nodded and slipped off his lap and fought his way through the throng of people to get inside to get their orders placed. Severus kept his eyes on the dark haired man until he was certain he was safely at the bar before he turned to the woman.
“I want to make this perfectly clear Miss Velden,” he began in his classroom voice that he reserved only for Gryffindors, “You will not harass either Mister Potter or myself. I am quite content in this relationship, and though it is certainly not your concern, he and I will be wed next week.” He sat back with a hardened glare and watched her face.
“I see so no chance then?” She laughed, she knew she’d lost the man, but didn’t want to lose the friend. Her mother had not raised a stupid witch; she knew enough to keep the powerful in friendly contact.
Severus smirked at that, the tension slowly leaving his shoulders, she’s got the message and this was not going to have to get ugly.
“Not unless you want to ask Harry’s permission, which I really do not see happening.”
Harry came up behind Severus and caught the last bit of conversation as he set the laden plate down in front of the older man and then resumed his spot on his lover’s knee.
“My permission for what Sev?” he asked, the merest note of hostility towards the woman creeping into his voice. Severus picked up a hot French fry and poked it into Harry’s mouth before answering.
“I told her that she would have to ask your permission before she had a chance to bed me for a night.” He chuckled and took a bite of his burger. He wasn’t ready for what happened next.
Harry stood up, pushed the plate to one side and bent over the table to get right in the witch’s face then reached back with one hand and plunged his fingers behind the button on the waistband of Severus’ jeans. Yanking his hand and Sev toward him, he hissed.
“Understand this well. Severus Snape is my man, and I can and will destroy whoever attempts to come between him.” Harry fixed her with a glare filled with emerald fire, the same emerald fire that Voldermort had seen before he was destroyed. He was silent, his hand still clutching the denim of Severus’ jeans, his body taut and ready for battle.
Severus could feel the power crackling off of his skin, where Harry touched him burned as if acid washed. Well now he knew how the place was going to amplify the younger man’s powers. Tentatively he placed a hand on Harry’s waist and stroked the bared skin under his tee shirt gently.
“Harry…..it is okay, Jo knows we are getting married.” Severus pulled Harry back down to his lap and held him onto him tightly. Jo looked at Severus with huge violet eyes. She had definitely not been expecting that reaction from the other man.
Harry turned and looked at Severus and then back at Jo before he spoke again, his eyes still flashing fire.
“Am I understood? The man is with me. I will erase your existence.” He said calmly as he took another French fry from the plate.
Jo just nodded and took a long pull from the long neck she’d been drinking.
“Sure Harry, no need to get your shorts in a twist.”
Harry gave her a smile then, he didn’t notice the shivers that ran up and down her arms and back at the chilling sight.
“No problem.” He turned back to Severus, “Eat love, it is getting cold.”