The Young Husband

Albus congratulated them when they got to the kitchen. Waiting on the table was a bowl of chicken noodle soup with a basket of bread and a glass of some orange colored liquid. Harry looked questioningly at his new husband, Severus smiled at him and told him it was pumpkin juice. Harry ate about half of his soup and a quarter of his bread before claiming he was full. Severus would have to work to bring his young husband up to a more healthy appetite. He knew it would take time since he was never allowed much. Severus was happy to see that Harry had chosen something that would give him a good meal and not cakes or pudding. Severus and Albus talked about the going\'s on of the magical world while Harry ate his soup and listened. The group, Severus still carting Harry around, made it back to the parlor they\'d been in before.

Albus left a half hour after Harry had eaten, so that Severus and Harry could get to know each other a little better, alone. Severus began to show Harry some simple wizarding items, such as moving pictures and a few of the talking portraits that had been in the room but silent during the entire time Albus Dumbledore was there. The Snape\'s as a whole didn\'t much care for the man. As soon as Albus had left one of the portraits spoke up and it nearly scared Harry half to death. Severus sat down and pulled Harry into his lap while he and Harry spoke to the different portraits about things, like why they had married and such.

Harry wound up falling asleep about an hour after Albus had left. Severus had never let him leave his lap. The man carefully picked up the slumbering boy and carried him up to He He laid him down in his own bed. Severus was glad at the thought that Harry was secure enough with him to fall asleep in his presence, in his arms. Severus waved his wand over Harry and got his measurement then drafted and sent a letter to his personal tailor for clothes, lots of clothes, mostly silks and cashmere. Harry deserved only the best of everything Severus could give him. Severus was as wealthy as that stuck up Malfoy clan but he didn’t flaunt it, none of his family did, and therefore no one really knew the worth of the Snape’s. They liked it that way.

It was only around three in the afternoon and Severus decided to leave and let Harry sleep, he would have a house-elf watch over him in case he woke up and was worried. He’d also have a house-elf assigned to Harry. He was pretty sure after the life that Harry had led up until today he wouldn’t abuse the house-elf for frivolous things.

Severus was prepared whole heartedly to let Harry have the run of the house, and he would too, with the exception of his labs, for now; until he could teach Harry about the more volatile ingredients, he didn’t want Harry harmed. Severus went down and set wards around his labs so Harry would stay out, it wasn’t that he didn’t trust the boy, he just understood the curiosity of something so wonderfully new.

Severus had gone into his private study to write a rough lesson plan for Harry; he had decided while watching the boy as he explored a little around the house that he’d take it slowly at first to let him get used to his environment. There was no rush, he and Albus had decided he’d do much better waiting until third year to join his classmates. While Severus would be teaching him some of the time, Hagrid and Albus would also take turns with things. Hagrid would help with the society in whole, show him and explain to him how things worked and why. Then Albus would do the curriculum portions, then in the evenings and on some weekends Severus would go over whatever wasn’t covered or answer any questions Harry would have.

Harry woke shortly before dinner and Severus had just walked into the room after being alerted that Harry was beginning to stir.

“Well Harry, are you hungry enough to try and eat?” Severus asked in a gentle voice. “I want you to try and eat a little at every meal, get you on a regular eating schedule, then we can build up your appetite from there; is that all right with you?” Harry looked up at Severus with sleepy eyes and nodded.

“I’ll try but I’m still pretty full from the soup and crackers I had earlier,” Harry said groggily, his voice still thick from sleep and squeaky from puberty, Severus thought it was adorable. Harry sat up and stretched in a very feline way, then got off the bed and walked over to Severus and grabbed han hand confidently. “Let’s go, and you can tell me what’s for dinner on the way down.” Harry spoke while taking in his surroundings. “Is this my room or yours?” Harry asked. Severus stopped so he could point out a couple of things.

“This, Harry, is our room when you’re ready for it; it was closer to where we were.” He then gestured to a door on the wall at the far end of the door they were near and spoke again. “That door there leads to your room, it has it’s own door from the hallway, but I figured for a nap it wouldn’t hurt for you to be in our bed.” Severus then began to lead Harry through the halls down to the small family dining room. While on the way down he told Harry what they were having for dinner; the main course was roasted chicken with vegetables and a side salad and for dessert was lemon cake.

Harry did as promised during dinner and ate as much as he could stomach, which was about four bites of chicken, over half his serving of vegetables and one quarter of his cake. Severus was proud of Harry for what he’d managed to get down considering the situation. It was a good base to build on; he seemed to be a very sensible eater and didn’t much care for sweets, either that or he’d been trained in school that the entree’s normally stuck to you longer then the desserts, but he still wanted some sweets.
When dinner was finished Severus took Harry on a small tour of the house, explaining he could go anywhere but the labs, and explained why as well. Harry understood it wasn’t to be mean-spirited but cautious for his well being.

Harry learned things much more quickly than Severus would have imagined. By the time the school year had rolled around Harry had learned about one third of the first year’s curriculum and was doing very well with the wizarding world as a whole. Harry picked up on everything so fast it was amazing. Harry also began to grow a little as well, he’d shot up about one quarter of an inch in a month, his appetite was growing as well; he ate a little more each day then the day before. Severus was proud of his progress.

They were getting to know each other, although about a week after the wedding they had to go to the ministry for the trial of the Dursley’s for Harry’s neglectful treatment. Harry was awarded 1000 Galleon’s* from the Dursley’s, and they had to perform a year\'s worth of community service, each to orphaned wizarding children. Harry had been happy with the sentence they received. He had had a few nightmares after that and wound up sleeping in Severus’ bed cocooned in the strong and loving arms of his husband. After those nights Harry never bothered going back to ‘his room’ again.

Harry had moved into Severus’ chambers at Hogwarts and he was amazed by the whole ordeal. He’d been greeted by an overenthusiastic Hagrid but didn’t mind too much. Things went well at the school as well, all of the teachers were very helpful although it got confusing when Harry wasn’t really sure what his last name was. He’d finally, after a week at school, asked Sev what his last name should be, he knew it was Potter from birth but he was married to Sev and they’d never really talked about it. So they finally talked about it and agreed that Potter-Snape sounded better then Snape-Potter, so they both took the last name of Potter-Snape.

Harry had made some friends his own age as well, but they all seemed quite immature to his standards. So his friends were actually in the higher years and a couple of the Slytherin second years, they seemed to be fairly mature but still had an’ sn’ side to them as well. The Ravenclaw’s were just too uptight for Harry’s taste, though he had nothing against them. They were too into their studies to worry about Harry, so they all just didn’t speak to each other. Harry ate his meals where he wanted so he rotated between the Slytherin table and the teacher’s table. He always ate breakfast and dinner with his husband and lunch he would eat with the Slytherin’s.

The school had been shocked when Harry had walked into the Great Hall one day in the company then none-other then the Slytherin prince, Draco Malfoy. Most of the Gryffindor younger years actually hissed and jeered Harry because of his choice. It had been well know that the Malfoy family was heavily into the dark arts, and that the elder Malfoy, Lucius, had been a follower of Voldemort before Harry defeated him as a baby. Voldemort was truly gone though, no matter what some people thought. Harry had gotten rid of him soul and all. The claims against the Malfoy family had slightly sullied the name; not that most of the Slytherin’s minded. Even today most of them agreed with what he was trying to do, just not his methods of achieving it. The Malfoy’s knew there were better ways to do it and without the bloodshed. Most of the so-called ‘Death Eater’s’ agreed with their leader\'s purpose just not his methods, especially since he was a ‘lowly’ half-blood himself. Harry had been brought up to speed with all this information before he got to Hogwarts, so he was prepared with his own opinions on the matter.

His view was that he somewhat agreed that Muggle born’s should go through a thorough screening and ‘training’ before coming to Hogwarts to enlighten them on wizarding customs and such since they didn’t know anything about them and came into Hogwarts blind so to speak. Harry recalled just how much he’d learned from his husband in one short month. Harry actually furrowed his brow as he thought on the matter and decided he’d talk to Albus during his afternoon class with the elderly wizard.
Upon entering the old man\'s office Harry smiled brightly at Fawkes, Albus’ Phoenix. Fawkes trilled out a welcome and flew over and landed on Harry’s head as had become the custom. Albus entered shortly after and saw Fawkes on his new perch and chuckled.

“I don’t know why he likes you so much Harry, but he does.” Harry only grinned cheekily at the old man.

“Papa, I was thinking during lunch today.” Harry paused as Albus sat and conjured tea and cakes for the both of them, Harry accepted the tea but declined the cake; if he wanted to make Sev happy and eat most of his dinner he didn’t snack between meals. Albus settled back into his chair and looked at Harry, hilenilent invitation to carry on. “Well, I was thinking about the whole Voldemort issue and Draco and I were talking about the Muggle-born\'s during lunch and I thought, well, I was wondering if it would be possible to set up like a camp type thing, about a month before their first year started. This would be a time when they would learn about wizarding customs and cult sin since they are Muggle raised as I was. I would have been at a total loss had I been brought here last year.” Harry’s brow was creased in concentration as he spoke; he wanted to get his idea out and clear before he finished. But Albus had a good idea this was the whole point and raised his hand for Harry to stop talking.

“Harry, my child,” Albus started with his twinkle brighter then ever. “I do believe that is an excellent idea. I myself have never had any long exposure to Muggles so I truly had no idea it was such a cross-over, even after teaching here and being headmaster here all these years. All of the professors happen to also be wizard born wizards and witches so I’m sure most of them have no clue of the transition either,” Albus answered thoughtfully. “Yes, I think we just might be able to pull it off, get them here then after three weeks have their parents meet them at the Leaky Cauldron; yes, I believe you have something there Harry. I take it this means Severus taught you a lot during your stay at the manor?” Harry nodded vigorously.

“Oh yes papa, he did. I didn’t realize how much I really didn’t know, but I’d also assumed some of as bas because of who raised me, but I talked to a girl, umm. Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor, and well, she had a tough adjustment with customs as well, she didn’t have a clue as to a lot of things that wizards and witches did and how they accomplished even normal everyday tasks, until she read about it. Not everyone has that kind of access,” Harry finished in a flurry and blushed as well at his own confession..

Harry and Albus spent the afternoon talking of all the things Muggles did differently than wizards and witches and Albus was shocked that this information had not come to him sooner. Albus had come to the decision that he would gather all the half bloods and Muggle-born’s and find out how the Muggles did everything in a respectable home. He knew not to take a page from Harry’s upbringing and that still broke his heart, even if Harry was fairly well adjusted for it. Harry didn’t know but Severus had sent him a full report on how well Harry was learning and adapting to the new situation. He’d verified this through the actions he’d seen from Harry when he’d visited every two weeks over the summer. Harry was indeed adjusting well to the new situation and thriving. And Severus, well Severus wasn’t half as mean-spirited to his students as he had been in previous years. Harry had lightened him up even as Severus had strengthened Harry up. They fit well together, emotionally, they were exact opposites in most aspects of life, but the contrast made them fit. They very rarely argued, and Severus never pushed Harry into something he wasn’t ready for.

Albus and Harry left the Headmaster\'s office still in active conversation; when they entered Harry and Severus’ rooms Severus looked up and was amused by Harry just jabbering on and on, then he actually listened to the words. Harry was talking about some of the things he’d learned over the summer. Severus was am at at the detail Harry was able to recount what had happened between them throughout the summer. But he then wondered why Harry was speaking about it. Harry finally quit talking and Albus told him of Harry’s idea. Pride was the apparent emotion that shown through his face when he’d heard what his husband had suggested, that no one in a thousand years since the creation of Hogwarts had dared to even attempt. It was a praiseworthy idea and one that merited a reward; Severus decided he’d buy Harry a present for coming up with such an idea and speaking of it. However, he believed it was only due to the fact that Harry was so close to Albus that he didn’t feel to ashamed to share the idea with the elderly wizard.

Severus had been browsing through a catalog for brooms for Harry, he didn’t have his own yet so Severus figured it would be a good reward for his idea of the ‘Training Camp’ for the Muggle-born\'s. Albus and Severus would go halves on the broom since they both were so pleased with him. Severus decided on a Nimbus 2002 for Harry. If Harry was going to get a broom it’d be the best that was out there. Severus sent out the order and not long after an owl came back with a note not a broom. The note had mentioned a broom that would be released the following summer and if they wanted it, considering it was for “The Great Harry Potter,” that Severus could buy it for the same cost as NimbNimbus broom. Severus jumped on it and bought Harry the broom. He sent the note back agreeing to the newer broom and sent it on its way.

Three hours later during dinner Harry got a gift and was ecstatic about it. Immediately after dinner Harry and Sev went to go flying and Harry as always was extremely graceful on his new broom. Severus believed just the sight of his Harry flying was worth the broom alone. Severus began to form an idea in his head. Quidditch try-outs were coming up and his team needed a Seeker, he’d talk to Albus and see about getting Harry sorted to a House, just not actually going to classes until the following year.

Albus agreed to the ‘pre-sorting’ for Harry, plus Harry could spend some time in the common room of his newly appointed House to get to know his housemates.

Harry went to the Headmaster’s office like he did every weekday, and where he normally sat was the Sorting Hat. Harry had seen it before be he’d never actually tried it on. Fawkes did his normal trill of a welcome but didn’t fly to his head like always.

“Fawkes, are you all right?” Harry wondered. Fawkes trilled again then flew to the chair that the Hat was in and picked it up and looked at Harry expectantly. “I’m supposed to put that on then?” Fawkes nodded as best as a phoenix could and Harry took the Hat from the beautiful bird and sat in the chair looking at the old torn object before shrugging and placing it on his head.

‘Harry Potter-Snape, at last we meet,’ rang out inside Harry’s head. ‘Albus has told me all about you young man, congratulations on your marriage vows, quite the catch in Severus Snape.’ Harry lifted the hat slightly since it covered his eyes to look for the voice. ‘I am in your head young Harry, I am the hat which you wear.’ Harry released the hat and let it settle on his head again. ‘I shall have a difficult time in placing you in a house, You’ve a sharp mind worthy of Ravenclaw, and you’re as loyal as they come also worthy of Hufflepuff. You are braver then brave when the need comes round quite worthy of your Gryffindor bloodline. You are also quite cunning and ambitious, more then worthy of Slytherin house. But where to put you.’ Harry shrugged; he’d known people in all the houses.

It occured to Harry that the hat could read into your mind to get information for you to be sorted.

‘I don’t think I’d fit in, in Ravenclaw, but anywhere else I think I’d do fairly well, well maybe not Gryffindor, they view me as a traitor since I am married to the Head of Slytherin as well as have a few friends in that House as well. So I’m guessing that leaves Hufflepuff and Slytherin,’ Harry thought to himself.

‘Yes, yes it does, I think you would do rather well in Slytherin myself. After all you’re married to their Head of House as well as a Parselmouth, you should do quite well in there. I shall tell Albus and you tell Severus and we’ll be all set. Now would you mind talking with me for a while? I am rather lonesome with only Albus to speak with and only then when he isn’t busy.’ The Hat and Harry spoke to each other for about an hour. When Harry finally took the Hat off he’d felt even better then he had before he put it on. Harry couldn’t wait to tell Severus he’d been sorted into Slytherin; Draco and Blaise would be thrilled with the news asl. l.

At dinner that night it was announced to the school that Harry had been sorted and would be in Slytherin. Again the jeers from Gryffindor were loud and clear. Having enough of it Harry stood and wa ove ove the the table.

“Have a problem with me being in Slytherin? Tough, you want to know what the Hat told me? Said I’d do well in all of the Houses because of who I was. Do you think I asked for this fame? Well I didn’t, if you’ve got something to say about it say it directly to me; unless you brave Gryffindor’s are simply too scared of a little twelve year old boy who grew up with Muggles knowing nothing of magic. Well come on then, who\'s going to say something to my face?” Harry was livid and his voice was cracking throughout his rant. Surprisingly it was Hermione that stood up. She smiled at Harry before she spoke.

“Harry, I think you’ll do very well in Slytherin,er aer all, you are cunning and intelligent and ambitious, all the traits one would find in a Slytherin. Congratulations.” She then walked over to him and hugged him and he returned the embrace. Severus and the staff watched the events carefully as they unfolded. All of the teachers and most of the students looked and had seen the look of pride that graced Harry’s husband’s face. Several of the older Gryffindor’s followed suite. They had seen Harry had a heart of gold, even if the younger ones didn’t.

The younger Gryffindor’s continued to scowl until one red-haired Weasley stood up and shouted “Traitor,” and lunged for the newest Slytherin.ouplouple of the teachers stood but Severus glared at them and they sat back down, he knew his husband could fend for himself, this would be just the thing to prove it to everyone else. Harry had his wand out and at the ready before Ron had taken more then a step. Harry cocked an eyebrow as if to mock him. Harry remained calm while the Gryffindor stopped his lunge he continued to scowl fiercely at the raven-haired young man.

“You dirty rotten traitor, you don’t even care it it was a Slytherin that killed your parents, you willingly go to a dirty house, you betray your parent’s death and mock it by wanting to go into the house of those slimy bastards,” Ron seethed. Harry simply raised his eyebrow even higher.

“Betray my parent’s death? I think not. I honor their death by not hiding who I really am. Yes, Slytherin has produced some evil wizards in the past. Do you know who it was that gave my parents to Voldemort? Do you?” Harry remained calm as he spoke in a level tone. “I’ll tell you who it was, it was a bloody Gryffindor who turned them over to Voldemort so don’t you *dare* try and say that I am betraying them by becoming a Slytherin. They at least had warning as a Slytherin got them to go under the Fidelius Charm; would you like to know who that person was? It was my husband. Do you want to know whom my parents got to be their secret keeper? It was Peter Pettigrew, Gryffindor. Don’t you dare try and claim that I\'m evil when you know *nothing* about me.” Harry walked over to Ron and grabbed his chin; even though Harry was smaller, he was quite intimidating when he needed to be.

“Yes, you’re a Weasley, it’s a shame really, that the rest of your family doesn’t mind my choice of House.” He pointed out Fred, George and Percy, who had all, stood to congratulate the newest Slytherin. Ron blushed furiously. “You really should mind your manners; I’d hate for you to get a howler from your mother about this.” Harry turned on his heels and nodded to the rest of the Gryffindor\'s and sat at the teacher’s table with his husband who smiled brightly at him. There was a sudden clap from the Slytherin table and upon looking Harry smiled to his friend Draco Malfoy who had begun clapping. The rest of the house soon stood and clapped as well. Harry would do well in Slytherin. He’d done their house proud. Harry bowed his head in acknowledgment and began to eat his dinner.

The try-outs for Quidditch had taken place and Harry got Seeker while Draco got Chaser. The rest of the year passed without incident. Harry went back to the Manor with his husband for the summer between second and third year. He would join his housemates for third year. He had been just about done with his second year work when the summer rolled around.

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Harry was allowed a visit to his godfather during the summer. They had known that Sirius had shed hed with Peter as Secret-Keeper for the Potter\'s. It was still believed though that Sirius had taken revenge for the Potter\'s death. Albus, of course, knew different, but without a trial there was little that could be done. He needed proof that Pettigrew was alive and no one had that, he wasn\'t able to talk with Sirius before he was put into Azkaban so knew nothing of Pettigrew\'s Animagus status nor his form.

It was an enlightening experience for him. Severus was wary of the visit because of any reaction Harry may have to the Dementor’s, but Harry was stubborn about it; he wanted to see the man, so battled through it. Both Severus and Sirius had been heart broken to hear what Harry had relived as his worst memory, the murder of his parents, in vivid Technicolor. He’d actually learned a lot about his family through Sirius. Albus had told him that Sirius was innocent but really even with Veritaserum, if they didn’t have Peter they couldn’t do anything but leave Sirius there. Harry had explained everything to Sirius about him having to marry Severus to get him out of the Dursley’s, Sirius took it better then anyone could have hoped for. All he had done was look at Severus sternly and told him straight out he’d better take good care of Harry, and that if he needed anything that his account was open for Harry’s use. Harry had gotten information about Peter as well, such as his animagus form was a rat, and that Fudge had left a paper there so he knew the rat was with the Weasley’s. Albus took that information and ran with it; as soon as they were back at the manor Albus excused himself and went to the Weasley’s where he got Peter and went to the ministry. Albus was back at the manor by dinner letting them know that Black would be released in two days time. Severus had invited the man to stay at the manor until he recovered from his ordeal.

The rest of the summer had been so much fun Harry was almost at a loss for how to handle it. Sirius saw the way, in which Harry and Severus reacted towards each other and was happy his godson was finally well cared for, even if it was by his arch-nemesis. Harry was spoiled rotten on his birthday by both his husband and his godfather. Sirius hadn’t minded that Harry had been sorted into Slytherin, which actually shocked Severus.

The new school year came and with it, Sirius moved to Hogwarts as well; he would aid the new professor, Remus Lupin, former Marauder and former lover to Sirius. There were a few days a month Remus couldn’t teach due to his being a were-wolf, but Sirius would take over on those days. He would have most of the month to rest and recover his mind from the treatment of the Dementor’s.

Third year zoomed by quickly and Harry enjoyed his time in the dorms but spent his weekends with his husband. Harry had won all of the matches and won Slytherin the Quidditch cup for the second year in a row. Severus beamed at his young husband for a whole day.

That was when Harry and Severus started moving into a sexual relationship. One night while Harry and Sev were kissing good-night, Harry pulled back and looked into the onyx orbs of his husband.

\"Severus?\" Harry started timidly. \"I want more.\" Severus smirked at his husband and leaned in and kissed the young Slytherin. Severus then started moving his hands all over the lithe body that was beside him. Harry\'s own hands started roaming around his husband\'s firm male body, a body that was large compared to himself. Severus continued to the point where Harry was panting and moaning, he was going to be a very responsive and loud lover and Severus was hungry for that reaction as it let him know if he was doing it right. Severus\' large calloused hand found it\'s way down to Harry\'s rapidly growing prick, it was still a little undersized, but it would grow some more; it was by no means small for his age, unlike his body as a whole. Harry arched his back to gain more contact with the fingers that wrapped around his aching erection.

Harry\'s small hands found Severus\' impressively sized cock as well and he wrapped them around it, mimicking the actions of his husband. They continued to kiss deeply and passionately as the stroked each other to climax. Severus huffed out Harry\'s name while Harry was screaming Sev\'s at the top of his lungs. They held each other tightly as they rode out the waves of their orgasms. Then they cuddled in the afterglow of what they had done and felto ato a deep and peaceful sleep.

Again the summer after third year Harry went to the manor with his husband but their relationship developed still further. Although they hadn’t actually fucked each other, they had explored most everything short of that. Severus enjoyed the fact he didn’t have to rush in with Harry; but at the same time after sleeping with someone you love, you want to express it physically, they were just beginning that aspect of their relationship and Severus and Harry loved it. They’d spoken in great detail about it and both agreed Harry wasn’t quite yet ready for the actual act of penetration but could do everything short of it. Severus assured Harry that when he felt Harry was ready he’d know.

~*~*~*~*~*~*Flashback

There was a gray sky outside as Severus and Harry cuddled on the couch together reading books trying to escape the chill in the air. It had been a bitterly cold and snowy winter this year and they were cocooned inside the dungeons with a fire blazing in the fireplace as well as heating charms to help keep the place warm enough to stay. Most of the Hogwarts\' students were home for the Christmas hols.

\"Harry, I think it\'s time you and I had a talk about sex. As I am sure your aunt and uncle hadn\'t when we came and got you.\" Harry closed his book and looked at his husband to continue. Harry was blushing furiously.

Severus settled himself into teachers mode. He had to getoughough this whether he liked it or not.

\"Well when two people love each other, as you and I love each other,\" Severus smiled softly at his young mate, he truly was in love with him. \"They will eventually have intercourse. You and I will have it one day.\" Harry blushed even more then he already was. He didn\'t want to tell Sev he\'d already talked about sex with Blaise and Draco. They had had this talk with their fathers already.

\"When we move up to where we will penetrate each other, it will be a bit painful the first time, but the pain will go away shortly. I will penetrate you first since I know what I am doing and you can learn from what I do what feels good and what not.\" Harry was blushing so hard now that his ears were a brilliant red, just about as red as the famous Weasley red. Harry looked dond snd started playing with his hands.

\"I understand Sev, I really do. I just hope I don\'t disappoint you when we do actually do it.\" Harry replied softly too embarrassed at the moment to speak much louder. Severus lightly grabbed his chin and forced him to look up.

\"You could never disappoint me love, never\" and Severus leaned in a kissed his husband soundly.

~*~*~*~*~*End Flashback

Fourth year passed and Slytherin again won the house cup and the Quidditch cup. Harry was still a somewhat shy and quiet boy and that suited Severus and Draco just fine. They had learned over the years to read his body language. Harry was still spending some time with his papa as well as his godfather and his mate, Remus.

Harry best grades from the last two years he actually attended school came from Defense Against the Dark Arts. He knew his fair share of actual Dark Arts spells as well, but he only used those for defending himself when needed, which was rare. Sirius and Remus started a Dueling club and it went much better then the one Lockhart had done in what would have been Harry’s second year. Harry and Draco were the best duelers, not just in their year but in the whole school, and still only in fourth year. Albus and Severus couldn’t have been prouder of Harry.

Harry it seemed was a very powerful wizard. He could without a doubt hold his own. It was believed that when he honed his skills he might be as powerful if not more powerful then the great Albus Dumbledore. And as people found out, Harry had a heart of gold. He was actually more kind and gentle than Albus could ever hope to be. Harry had a keen intuition and he knew whom to trust and whom not too; just because he didn’t like someone didn’t mean they weren’t trustworthy. The youngest of the male Weasley boy was the case in point. Luckily though, he didn’t need to rely on Ron for anything.

Albus, it seemed thought Harry needed some ‘Maternal lovin,’ and since Narcissa wasn’t exactly the best at love, however nice she was. Mrs. Weasley was much better. Harry had been introduced to the famous Mrs. Weasley and she had loved him from the word go. She adored how polite he was; even when relaxed always polite, with sirs’ and madam\'s, pleases and thank-you’s. Mrs. Weasley, bless her heart, tried to fatten him up as well. Severus and Sirius could only laugh at her antics. Harry would never be fat, but he ha lea least filled out and looked a lot less scraggy then he was before, although he was still delicate.

By the end of Harry’s fourth year and close to two years with his husband, Harry had grown more after the two years of getting all the food he could possibly want. He still wasn’t too much for going for sweets, and Severus figured it had been ingrained in him for so long that he would always eat a well-balanced meal before he would attempt to eat sweets. To an extent that was fine with Severus, it meant Harry would always be healthy.

One day during the summer, between Harry’s fourth and fifth year about a week after Harry\'s fifteenth birthday, Harry had been out flying most of the afternoon while Severus had been in his labs. Harry was now allowed in the labs since he had an understanding of what the ingredients were for.

Severus had finished before Harry and went upstairs to take a shower; contrary to popular belief he did not enjoy walking around smelling of potions and smoke. He was facing the water jets rinsing the soap off of his face when he felt slender arms wrap around his waist, followed by a smooth, flat chest against hisk ank and a gentle kiss placed on his shoulder blade. Harry trailed sweet soft kisses across his husband\'s shoulders before laying his head against his lover’s back and sighing contentedly. Severus squirmed slightly and Harry loosened his grip so Severus could turn around now he’d gotten all the soap out of hice. ce.

“How was your fly this afternoon?” Severus questioned with love evident in his eyes. Over the close to two years they’d been married they had fallen in love with each other. This by no means meant they didn’t argue, they did, not very often and quite loudly at times. But nine times out of ten Severus was right because of life experiences. Emerald met onyx and Harry grinned up at his lover as he nodded his head vigorously as a child would. Severus smiled softly at his young husband and lifted him, pinning him against the wall of the shower before capturing his lover’s mouth in a searing kiss. Harry moaned into the kiss contentedly and wrapped his legs around Severus’ waist.

Harry and Severus both felt the same electricity they had felt when they had first kissed. And Harry instinctively knew that tonight they were going to actually have sex. Every time they had felt this electricity they had gone a step further with each other, and they had already done everything short of sex. They had based their physical relationship on what the bond did. And the bond felt Harry was ready, and at the moment Harry wasn’t going to argue with it.

Severus wrapped his arms around his slight lover’s waist and pulled him off from against the wall, he then walked them both to the bed without taking any time to dry off. They were, after all, wizards; they could charm the bed dry afterwards. Once Severus got to the bed he laid his husband down gently, he’d always treated him like spun glass in the bedroom and Harry loved it.

Severus looked down at his young husband who lay beneath him and smiled at him before capturing his lips in a passionate and heated kiss. Harry and Severus were already half hard just from the first kiss. Severus’ hand moved down and lightly flicked at Harry’s nipple eliciting a moan from him as they continued to kiss. Severus then trailed his hand down Harry’s torso in a loving caress, soft and gentle.

Even though Severus’ hands were heavily calloused they were the gentlest things Harry had ever experienced. Harry had leaned into every touch Severus had given him since the day they had met almost two years ago.

Severus ran his hands up and down Harry’s side reverently, worshipping the body of the person he loved so much, and had grown to be in love with as well. Severus had stopped kissing momentarily while he reached into the bedside table for the lubricant he kept there. He unscrewed the cap and laid it next to Harry and went back to his study of his green-eyed lover.
Severus and Harry looked into each other’s eyes and saw nothing but love in the eyes of the other. Severus then leaned down and kissed Harry quite soundly. He then dipped one of his fingers in the lubricant and brought it down to Harry’s puckered hole. Harry gave a wanton groan and wriggled against the pressure there. Severus slowly inserted the finger and Harry gasped. This was a totally new sensation for him and he was instantly addicted to it. He kissed Severus almost viciously. Harry had reached up and grabbed Severus’ hair trying to pull him closer, to literally try and eat him up. Tongues battled in their mouths and neither won dominance in the kiss, but it was obvious that Severus was dominant everywhere else in this situation. Slowly the finger slid into the tight heat that was Harry. Severus got a mental image of that heat wrapped around his cock and groaned in anticipation of what was to come. He did however want this to be good for Harry as well so he was hell-bent to take it slow to ensure his husband enjoyed his first time.

Soon enough Severus had added a second finger to the first and Harry was already panting and his cock weeping. Harry writhed under Severus’ ministrations and they both loved it. Severus worked his fingers, scissoring and rubbing up against Harry prostate, which in turn would make Harry scream. Harry was so responsive it drove Severus on; Severus already knew how hard it was to resist, it was always so difficult not to actually try and persuade Harry to go father then they had before, but he had controlled himself forcefully. The time for that sort of control was over, he was going to have honest to goodness sex with his husband. He’d use his self control only to keep from hurting his lover; they both wanted this and they both knew it.
Severus finally added a fourth finger; he didn’t want to hurt Harry at all so made sure to stretch him out thoroughly. When he finally felt Harry was relaxed enough to handle his cock he withdrew his fingers; Harry moaned in disappointment at the loss. Severus dipped his hand into the lube one last time and slathered it onto his leaking cock. He then positioned himself on top of his husband and kissed him soundly as he gently guided his shaft to Harry entrance. He slowly pressed forward until the head of his cock was just inside the tight ring of muscles of Harry’s ass. Severus groaned in pleasure as Harry took him without complaint, only moaning in want and satisfaction that something bigger and more solid was filling the void that was abandoned by fingers a few moments before.

Harry arched against his husband trying to get him in deeper, but Severus was not going to be rushed in this. He wanted two things aat mat moment. Number one was that he didn’t want to hurt Harry by rushing it. And number two, he wanted this to last as long as possible; it’d been years since Severus had had sex and he wasn’t about to blow it by going too fast. Severus slowly slid into his husband and was finally fully seated in the tight heat. He waited for a moment to make sure Harry was able to adjust, as Harry was still very small for his age, still only the size of a second year. After a moment Severus experimentally rocked his hips and Harry screamed loudly with pleasure. Severus took that as his cue to do more so he pulled almost all the way out before moving back in fully quite slowly. Harry was going wild beneath him, and Severus loved it. Harry looked up into his husband’s eyes.

“More, please, Sev, more. I love you,” Harry panted out before grabbing Sev’s hair and pulling him into the most demanding kiss he’d ever had in his life. Severus responded quickly and began to move a little faster than before, but was not being at all violent with his strokes. Harry raised his hips to meet each thrust Severus offered him. He entwined his legs around his husband to try anll hll him in farther. Severus then put his arms around Harry’s shoulders and maneuvered them both so that Severus was sitting on his haunches and Harry was in his lap. Harry unwrapped his legs from his husband’s waist and pushed him back in the large bed so that Harry was on top of him and could control the pace. Harry had his knees at either side of Severus hips and began to raise and fall on the cock that was making his ass so deliciously full. Harry braced himself with his hands splayed on Severus’ chest and threw his head back in ecstasy.

Harry was building up a good pace when Severus’ long and gentle fingers wrapped around his aching cock. It didn’t take long for Harry to scream out in an orgasm that rocked his world like no other. The muscles contracting around his cock pulled Severus over the edge as well and he exploded into the sweet, tight ass that was now fully his. While Severus was still riding the waves of orgasm he grabbed Harry’s hair in the most violent action he’d ever done to Harry and brought his lips to his own in a demanding kiss that spoke everything to Harry of love and satisfaction. Harry collapsed on Severus chest as the kiss ended, both panting and trying to catch their breath after the most incredible sex either had ever had.

Severus kissed the top of Harry’s head before wiggling around the bed so that they lay at the head. Harry remained on Severus chest and Severus semi-hard cock was still imbedded in his husband, but it was rapidly softening so he doubted it would stay there long.

Harry nuzzled into Severus chest before drifting off into a blissful night’s sleep. Severus just watched his young husband as he slept on oblivious to being watched, not that he would have minded anyway as he had known for a long time Sev liked to watch him sleep.

Severus had summoned his wand from his robes and did a cleaning spell on them so they wouldn’t be sticky; he’d also put the lubricant away before he finally followed Harry into the abyss of sleep, with his arms protectively around his lover.

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