The Engagement Kiss
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Chapter 27 Epilogue 1
(SEVERE FLUFF WARNING =D)
Harry looked around the room smiling. He and Severus had been hard pressed to wait to make their bond official but Ms. Wesley, in a fit of tears at ‘all her babies were growing up’ had insisted that they have a formal wedding. Complete with fancy food and decorations, invitations that he’d painstakingly filled out by hand and a vow that had taken him ages to write. A slight tug by his waist alerted him to the present; Ms. Wesley was making the final adjustments on his ‘dress’. The formal dress robes were tailored to his form and fit like a second skin. The top layer was a thin gray lace with a high collar to make the scandalously low cut of the under robe a white-cream silk majesty. White and gray pearls gracing the neck line and sleeves, the lace ended about his mid waist while the silk flowed out in waves. The crisp swish when he walked sent chills down his spine even if the whole ensemble was a little girly for him.
“I still think it should’ve been orange and black in honor of the day.” He remarked earning a playful whack on the head. Ms. Wesley looked at him lovingly,
“Just because you decided to promote the rumors of your spouse’s vampirism by wedding him on Halloween doesn’t mean I’ll let you make the whole event a disaster. You look magnificent dear.” She said fondly handing him the over coat that mad him feel less self conscious of the feminine appearance of the robes. The over coat was a typical dress robe made of a semi sheer gold fabric, it would remain open and train behind him somewhat but it did mute the femininity a tad for which he was grateful. Though even he had to admit, the overall effect was stunning. His hands came to rest at the small bump of his stomach, Az had given him some helpful tips on what to expect. Harry was grateful for his supportive family now more than ever, especially since Anders apparently only carried for six months meaning he’d have his first carpet crawler in a little more than four months.
“Harry you look spectacular.” said a male voice from the doorway. Tom stood there looking healthier than ever and positively beaming. Harry smiled at his uncle, it had taken him and immense amount of courage to ask the older man to stand in place of the father Harry no longer had. The expression on Tom’s face when he did ask was worth it though; it was like a weight had been lifted for him. For both of them really, Tom was forgiven by the people who mattered most. Plus the rest of the wizarding world when the story came out in the news papers, the current minister of magic was promptly sacked and after a grueling interview Tom was elected to be the new minister. It was a surprise to everyone, that they forgave him so quickly that is. There was no denying that his uncle was born for politics. Harry himself was glad both as a family member and as the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, after all now there would be a good relationship between the school and the ministry.
“Thanks Uncle, you don’t think it looks to girly?” He replied spinning in front of the mirror watching with pleasure as his once untamable hair fluttered silkily around his face. Tom watched him with a smile and shook his head,
“On anyone but you it might Harry but I think that you look perfect.” He said sharing a pleased smile with Ms. Wesley, who had gotten over her fear of him when Dumbledore’s shell was placed in a maximum security ward at the magical hospital just incase he did recover. And the fact that he’d promoted Arthur to his well deserved post of ‘Muggle Magical Mishaps Manager’ had helped sway her alliance. Tom extended his arm with a bow,
“Shall we go?” he said regally making Harry and Ms. Wesley laugh.
“Yes, yes. We’d best do this right, for Ms. Wesley. After all after this she has the fiasco with Ron, Draco and Az to attend to.” Harry replied with a smirk.
“Augh don’t remind me dear. They have the kelikan’s to bother since their forgoing a traditional wedding. I think that we have to watch out that Hermione and Naji don’t elope rather than deal with their own wedding.” She replied muttering about young people jumping in to fast. Harry chuckled perhaps it was a bit perverse for them all to get married within a month of each other but none of them wanted to wait. Harry stood nervously shifting from foot to foot while waiting in the side room for the music to start.
“Harry why so nervous? This is only the formal part you and Severus are already bond in your hearts.” Tom asked looking at his nephew.
“I know but it’s just so final this way, not that I mind I just worry. Plus the press and everyone is going to be in there, the youngest Headmaster of Hogwarts ever marring his old potions professor is a scandal in itself.” Harry replied flinching slightly as the music started up. Tom extended his arm again with a calm smile,
“Just look at Severus nobody else is here, just you and Severus. That’s what I had to do when I married Avi and her whole family was staring disdainfully at me. Remind me, I’ll tell you the story later.” He whispered as the doors swung open. His words had the desired effect, calming Harry down. Once he caught sight of his mate everything else did indeed seem to fade away. Severus was standing at the end of the isle Draco standing just behind him, they would formally adopt the blonde later in the evening too. However Harry couldn’t think of anything but how happy his mate seemed, and handsome. Severus got to wear standard dress robes though at Harry’s request they were not his standard black but a deep emerald green. The man positively shown with delight, a wide smile making his whole face look younger and his hair had been rid of the oils it acquired during tedious hours of brewing potions making it look shiny and soft. Their link was practically tangible with the love that they exuded and Harry barely even noticed the priest talking until he said something about vows. They had agreed to write their own, he had spent hours laboring over how to express what he wanted to without going into the night. The end result he thought was as close to perfect as it was going to get. Severus was to say his vows first however and Harry waited with a mixture of hope and anticipation. The potion’s master looked into his lovers eyes and began;
“Harry Potter, I admit when we were brought together it was not under the most ideal circumstances. However our presence here today gives light to hope that even those who met under questionable means have a chance at true happiness. You are my light, and you are my strength. You are my hope, you are my lover. Harry Potter I take you to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live.” Severus finished looking slightly embarrassed and slightly proud. Harry was unabashed by his misty eyes and began his own vow with a smile;
“Severus Snape explaining why I love you is like explaining how water tastes... completely impossible. Many others would say that you are a harsh soul and question my sanity for this union. I however know that there is softness beneath your hard shell, I know the man not the mask and I swear to keep and cherish that gift. Severus Snape, I take you, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love. In the presence of our family, our friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” He finished looking shyly at his partner. Severus merely smiled, his eyes alight and they exchanged rings. Severus pulled his magnificent spouse to him whispering,
“I love you, brat.” Before pulling him into a passionate kiss, everyone erupted into applause. Hermione was leaning on Naji bawling helplessly, Draco was smiling at Ron and Az from his spot. Ms. Wesley was crying too and patting a honking Hagrid on the back. The rest of the Wesley clan, namely the twins, were whistling and cheering. Harry laughed and waved to them all and retired to a side room, to change and go to the reception area. He was going to get his mate to dance with him no matter what. Severus followed him to the changing area with a goofy smile on his face.
“This is the single happiest day of my life I think Sev.” Harry whispered looking up at his mate’s face, twining his arms around his neck.
“M’dear Harry I agree. Although when the little one is born I have a feeling we’ll repeat the sentiment.” He murmured circling his arms around Harry’s waist.
“True,” he said and then with a sneaky smile looked back up at him, “I hope you know that I plan to double the Wesley’s at least.” He purred ignoring his mates choked snort, “After all Ander’s live a long time, and you my love are going to live with me so why need we stop?” he teased and Severus gave him an indulgent smile.
“We’ll see how you feel after you’ve carried and birthed our first monsters. Twins, honestly.” He replied and Harry had to laugh indulging in the loving air. Yes, this was definitely the happiest moment of his life.
A.N: Dear me that was so mushy! (heart) Anyway I deiced the epilogue would be each of their weddings, although this one will probably be the longest. And then the prequel to the sequel will be … a secret! –laughs- So there are three more chapters before Engagement Kiss comes to a close. However I’ve started a new story called (for the moment) Another Day in Potions Class. You’d think since I’m alright at writing I could come up with better titles but that is a skill that I cannot capture. It’s a spin off Severitus type story, bah go look at the in story summary err like tomorrow because the chapter I have posted now is atrocious and I need to re-write it. Anyway, Az/Ron/Draco’s bonding ceremony is next, and what insanity will the Kelikan’s bring? =P Oh and I seriously went and looked up wedding vows for this because I had to use the line in Harry’s with the water. –nods-
Harry looked around the room smiling. He and Severus had been hard pressed to wait to make their bond official but Ms. Wesley, in a fit of tears at ‘all her babies were growing up’ had insisted that they have a formal wedding. Complete with fancy food and decorations, invitations that he’d painstakingly filled out by hand and a vow that had taken him ages to write. A slight tug by his waist alerted him to the present; Ms. Wesley was making the final adjustments on his ‘dress’. The formal dress robes were tailored to his form and fit like a second skin. The top layer was a thin gray lace with a high collar to make the scandalously low cut of the under robe a white-cream silk majesty. White and gray pearls gracing the neck line and sleeves, the lace ended about his mid waist while the silk flowed out in waves. The crisp swish when he walked sent chills down his spine even if the whole ensemble was a little girly for him.
“I still think it should’ve been orange and black in honor of the day.” He remarked earning a playful whack on the head. Ms. Wesley looked at him lovingly,
“Just because you decided to promote the rumors of your spouse’s vampirism by wedding him on Halloween doesn’t mean I’ll let you make the whole event a disaster. You look magnificent dear.” She said fondly handing him the over coat that mad him feel less self conscious of the feminine appearance of the robes. The over coat was a typical dress robe made of a semi sheer gold fabric, it would remain open and train behind him somewhat but it did mute the femininity a tad for which he was grateful. Though even he had to admit, the overall effect was stunning. His hands came to rest at the small bump of his stomach, Az had given him some helpful tips on what to expect. Harry was grateful for his supportive family now more than ever, especially since Anders apparently only carried for six months meaning he’d have his first carpet crawler in a little more than four months.
“Harry you look spectacular.” said a male voice from the doorway. Tom stood there looking healthier than ever and positively beaming. Harry smiled at his uncle, it had taken him and immense amount of courage to ask the older man to stand in place of the father Harry no longer had. The expression on Tom’s face when he did ask was worth it though; it was like a weight had been lifted for him. For both of them really, Tom was forgiven by the people who mattered most. Plus the rest of the wizarding world when the story came out in the news papers, the current minister of magic was promptly sacked and after a grueling interview Tom was elected to be the new minister. It was a surprise to everyone, that they forgave him so quickly that is. There was no denying that his uncle was born for politics. Harry himself was glad both as a family member and as the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, after all now there would be a good relationship between the school and the ministry.
“Thanks Uncle, you don’t think it looks to girly?” He replied spinning in front of the mirror watching with pleasure as his once untamable hair fluttered silkily around his face. Tom watched him with a smile and shook his head,
“On anyone but you it might Harry but I think that you look perfect.” He said sharing a pleased smile with Ms. Wesley, who had gotten over her fear of him when Dumbledore’s shell was placed in a maximum security ward at the magical hospital just incase he did recover. And the fact that he’d promoted Arthur to his well deserved post of ‘Muggle Magical Mishaps Manager’ had helped sway her alliance. Tom extended his arm with a bow,
“Shall we go?” he said regally making Harry and Ms. Wesley laugh.
“Yes, yes. We’d best do this right, for Ms. Wesley. After all after this she has the fiasco with Ron, Draco and Az to attend to.” Harry replied with a smirk.
“Augh don’t remind me dear. They have the kelikan’s to bother since their forgoing a traditional wedding. I think that we have to watch out that Hermione and Naji don’t elope rather than deal with their own wedding.” She replied muttering about young people jumping in to fast. Harry chuckled perhaps it was a bit perverse for them all to get married within a month of each other but none of them wanted to wait. Harry stood nervously shifting from foot to foot while waiting in the side room for the music to start.
“Harry why so nervous? This is only the formal part you and Severus are already bond in your hearts.” Tom asked looking at his nephew.
“I know but it’s just so final this way, not that I mind I just worry. Plus the press and everyone is going to be in there, the youngest Headmaster of Hogwarts ever marring his old potions professor is a scandal in itself.” Harry replied flinching slightly as the music started up. Tom extended his arm again with a calm smile,
“Just look at Severus nobody else is here, just you and Severus. That’s what I had to do when I married Avi and her whole family was staring disdainfully at me. Remind me, I’ll tell you the story later.” He whispered as the doors swung open. His words had the desired effect, calming Harry down. Once he caught sight of his mate everything else did indeed seem to fade away. Severus was standing at the end of the isle Draco standing just behind him, they would formally adopt the blonde later in the evening too. However Harry couldn’t think of anything but how happy his mate seemed, and handsome. Severus got to wear standard dress robes though at Harry’s request they were not his standard black but a deep emerald green. The man positively shown with delight, a wide smile making his whole face look younger and his hair had been rid of the oils it acquired during tedious hours of brewing potions making it look shiny and soft. Their link was practically tangible with the love that they exuded and Harry barely even noticed the priest talking until he said something about vows. They had agreed to write their own, he had spent hours laboring over how to express what he wanted to without going into the night. The end result he thought was as close to perfect as it was going to get. Severus was to say his vows first however and Harry waited with a mixture of hope and anticipation. The potion’s master looked into his lovers eyes and began;
“Harry Potter, I admit when we were brought together it was not under the most ideal circumstances. However our presence here today gives light to hope that even those who met under questionable means have a chance at true happiness. You are my light, and you are my strength. You are my hope, you are my lover. Harry Potter I take you to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live.” Severus finished looking slightly embarrassed and slightly proud. Harry was unabashed by his misty eyes and began his own vow with a smile;
“Severus Snape explaining why I love you is like explaining how water tastes... completely impossible. Many others would say that you are a harsh soul and question my sanity for this union. I however know that there is softness beneath your hard shell, I know the man not the mask and I swear to keep and cherish that gift. Severus Snape, I take you, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love. In the presence of our family, our friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” He finished looking shyly at his partner. Severus merely smiled, his eyes alight and they exchanged rings. Severus pulled his magnificent spouse to him whispering,
“I love you, brat.” Before pulling him into a passionate kiss, everyone erupted into applause. Hermione was leaning on Naji bawling helplessly, Draco was smiling at Ron and Az from his spot. Ms. Wesley was crying too and patting a honking Hagrid on the back. The rest of the Wesley clan, namely the twins, were whistling and cheering. Harry laughed and waved to them all and retired to a side room, to change and go to the reception area. He was going to get his mate to dance with him no matter what. Severus followed him to the changing area with a goofy smile on his face.
“This is the single happiest day of my life I think Sev.” Harry whispered looking up at his mate’s face, twining his arms around his neck.
“M’dear Harry I agree. Although when the little one is born I have a feeling we’ll repeat the sentiment.” He murmured circling his arms around Harry’s waist.
“True,” he said and then with a sneaky smile looked back up at him, “I hope you know that I plan to double the Wesley’s at least.” He purred ignoring his mates choked snort, “After all Ander’s live a long time, and you my love are going to live with me so why need we stop?” he teased and Severus gave him an indulgent smile.
“We’ll see how you feel after you’ve carried and birthed our first monsters. Twins, honestly.” He replied and Harry had to laugh indulging in the loving air. Yes, this was definitely the happiest moment of his life.
A.N: Dear me that was so mushy! (heart) Anyway I deiced the epilogue would be each of their weddings, although this one will probably be the longest. And then the prequel to the sequel will be … a secret! –laughs- So there are three more chapters before Engagement Kiss comes to a close. However I’ve started a new story called (for the moment) Another Day in Potions Class. You’d think since I’m alright at writing I could come up with better titles but that is a skill that I cannot capture. It’s a spin off Severitus type story, bah go look at the in story summary err like tomorrow because the chapter I have posted now is atrocious and I need to re-write it. Anyway, Az/Ron/Draco’s bonding ceremony is next, and what insanity will the Kelikan’s bring? =P Oh and I seriously went and looked up wedding vows for this because I had to use the line in Harry’s with the water. –nods-