After the war

The last chapter. This is not the chapter that was originally planned, as I sat for hours and typed a lovely long chapter, and my page went down when I was paragraphs from the end. So as AFF doesn't have an auto save backup, and that chapter is beyond retrieval, I am frankly too tired, and too damn upset to type it back in the way it was.
So here it is, after many delays, and much waiting. The end of After the War.
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Harry stepped into the conservatory in the light of the full moon. Severus was waiting for him at the head of a path strewn with rose petals that looked black in the moonlight, which was their only illumination, but Harry thought they must be red, there had been red rose trees in here yesterday when Severus had been showing him around.

Severus held out his hand and Harry stepped over to take it, smiling up at him. Severus smiled back, and led him silently down the path to an arbor woven from willow, with brilliant white roses woven into it. In the moonlight, the flowers made the arbor seem to glow. Severus stepped underneath, bring Harry with him, and they stood face to face, hands still clasped.

"I Severus Snape, last son of this house offer my life to Harry Potter. I offer him my body and soul in the eternal bond. I make this offer freely in the light of the full moon."

"I Harry Potter, last son of this house offer my life to Severus Snape. I offer him my body and soul in the eternal bond. I make this offer freely in the light of the full moon."

They smiled at each other, and taking a breath, started to speak in unison.

"I accept the gift of life, I accept the gift of your body and soul in the eternal bond. Here, in this place, at this time, we the last sons of our houses forge a new line, born in love and blood."

They kissed, feeling the swell of power around them as their magics merged and bonded them togther on the most basic levels. They broke the kiss, and stood panting, smiling at one another.

Severus opened the seals at the front of thier robes, and dropped them to one side before lowering Harry down on the thick pile of soft white furs that had appeared under the arbor. Kissing Harry deeply, he slicked his fingers with a fragrant herbal lubricant, preparing his virgin mate tenderly and carefully.

"Are you ready?" Severus asked when Harry was whimpering incoherently with desperate pleasure.

"Yes, in me, please. In me now."

Harry cried out as Severus sheathed his thick cock inside his body with one smooth thrust, and at the same time buried his fangs in the pulse point at Harry's neck. Almost coming on the spot as the large intruder hit something inside him that made lights dance behind his eyes, Harry tightened his legs around Severus's waist to hold him still for a moment.

"Ok, Ok. Move, please move." Harry begged after a moment as the still pressure inside him translated to pleasure instead of pain.

Severus started to thrust deeply into his mate with a steady, measured pace as he delicately began to draw blood from Harry's neck.

Between the pounding against his prostate and the blood loss, Harry was starting to feel very light headed when something was pressed against his mouth. Hot, metallic fluid dripped into his mouth, and instinct made him swallow it down hungrily. Severus began to lose the rhythm, thrusting desperately into Harry as his climax neared, spurred on by the tounge lapping at the wound he had made in his wrist for his mate to drink from. He felt Harry's hot seed spill between their stomaches as Harry'c cry of completion was muffled by Severus's wrist, and the clamping of Harry's muscles around him tipped Severus over the edge. He spilled deep inside his lover, and with the mixing of their blood, and their climaxes, Severus felt the deepest bond take over, joining them forever.

They must have both passed out, becuase when they opened their eyes again, the moon was starting to slip out of sight behind the majestic Carpathian mountains. Harry lay snuggled in his arms, and Severus realized that his half hard cock was still buried within his mate.

Harry opened his eyes, giving him a wicked grin, his new fangs shining in the moonlight.

"Ready to go again?" He asked cheekily, rolling his hips.

"Brat." Severus snickered.

This time, without the need to share blood, Severus could make love to his mate slowly, tenderly, so they could enjoy it.

"I love you." Harry whispered as Severus worshiped his body tenderly. Harry could feel every inch of the thick cock moving inside him this time, and he decided he was going to like this.

"And I love you." Severus relplied, kissing him tenderly.


EPILOGUE

Harry and Severus stepped out of their coach outside the main entrance of Hogwarts. Both of them now had long, silken hair grown to their waists, Harry having found that length tamed his formerly wild locks.

"It hasn't changed," Harry said, looking up at the old towers."

"It probably never will," Severus said, holding out his arm. Harry smiled, and took the offered arm, and they walked with regal bearing into the grounds, heading for the lake. They stopped at the back of the crowd gathered by the memorial stone, the entire populaion of the school.

The Stone was weathered now, aged with moss and lichen, but the names still shone brightly when the families of the fallen laid hand to the stone. The man they had installed as headmaster was old now, looking oddly like Albus, sporting as he did a long white beard, although his robes were a much more sensible plain blue.

"We are here today, on the 100th anniversary of the final battle in the war against Voldemort. We are here to remember the names of those who fell so that their children, their younger brothers and sister, the people they cared about, could live free. Could live without the fear of the Dark Lord. We are here so that their sacrifice will never be forgotten."

Harry and Severus watched quietly as students and their families, and other guests, went to the stone to light up the names of their fallen ancestors.

The last to go up was a small girl with flaming red hair. A couple stood watching her from just to one side, the woman too with red hair, although a little darker than her daughters.

Harry gripped Severus's arm tightly as the little girl, she had to be a first year, touched the stone, and the name Harry had expected to stay dark lit brightly. Weasley.

"How is that possible?" Harry whispered.

"I thought you two might come today, my lords."

They turned and saw the elderly headmaster behind them.

"Hello, headmaster," Harry said quietly.

"I wish I had aged as well as you two over the last 100 years. You were wondering about the child?"

"Yes. I thought all of the Weasley family died at the battle."

"Yes. However, it seems that William was engaged to a girl he hadn't introduced to his family yet. When it became clear she was with child, he sent her to her family for safety. His son was born six months after the battle. His son fathered six children, and each of them had large families. The Weasley line is as strong now as it ever was before. She is William's great great great great granddaughter."

"I'm glad the line survived." Harry smiled.

"You will come to this feast, won't you? All of the families will be there?"

"I don't know." Harry hedged.

"Please. They would like to meet you two."

"Still." Harry doubted that anyone would even have a clue who they were, and if they did, did he want to go back to that, the pointing and the whispering. There was a tug at his robe, and he looked down to see the little redhead looking up at him.

"You're Harry Potter and Severus Snape. We leaned about you in History of magic on our first day. You went away, and no one saw you again, on the day Hogwarts opened again. I'm Harriet Weasley Smyth. You have to come and meet my mum and dad, they'll be thrilled." She finally stopped for breath, but that didn't stop her getting a handful of their robes, and dragging them over to where her parents stood, both looking very embarrassed.

Harry laughed and they gave in, going with the flow, what was one day, when they had centuries to enjoy their privacy.

The End

Finally, this tale is done. Thanks to everyone who stuck with it, despite the delays.