A Twisted Web We Weave
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
45
Views:
27,633
Reviews:
119
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
45
Views:
27,633
Reviews:
119
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
CHAPTER 45
“You know it’s sickening don’t you?” Draco sighed as he lay on the beach towel his sunglasses hiding his eyes and his large floppy hat casting a shadow across his face.
“I thought you were all for it?” Harry yawned as he rubbed sunscreen into his belly and chest.
“Yeah but not if we were all going to be treated to your disgusting displays of intimacies 24-7.” Draco muttered as he reached over to the cool box and took out two butter beers one he handed to Harry and the other he kept for himself.
“What the odd kiss, and holding hands? I’d hardly call that hard core porn Draco.” Harry muttered as he watched Paris and Snape begin walking back up the beach from the water, laughing with one another.
“It’s going to take some getting used to Harry.” Harry looked over to the beach towel beside him where Remus was sunning himself like a dog on a grass lawn, all four appendages stretched out and a tanning mirror under his chin.
“I know that, and we’re being sensitive to it aren’t we? It’s not as if we’re all over each other, besides Snape’s not like that.” Harry snapped as flicked a crab away from Remus’ toes with his foot.
“Sensitive? Don’t think we haven’t heard you upstairs at the house, rooting away like rabbits.” Remus laughed as Harry blushed as red as Draco’s chest was turning in the sun.
“We’re a normal couple who enjoy sex, besides you shouldn’t be listening.” Harry drank from his cold butter beer enjoying the cooling sensation on his throat.
“No, you should learn better silencing charms.” Draco laughed loudly as Paris and Snape returned to their little encampment in the sand.
“What are you laughing at ferret features?” Snape bit as he shook his hair out over the young blonde who instantly grumbled about being disturbed.
“Abnormalities of his twisted mind.” The werewolf laughed loudly receiving a slap on his already burnt chest for his efforts. Snape tutted loudly and sat down on the towel beside Harry while Paris leapt on top of Remus to fight over the large beach cushion the man was hogging.
It had been six months since things had progressed between Snape and Harry, and now most people knew about them. Admittedly it had taken more than a few by surprise and it would take even more some time to come to terms with it but most were happy with the arrangement. Paris had been rather pissed that he hadn’t been let in on the secret earlier but Harry had stuck by his decision not to tell him until Snape was securely his. Snape and Harry had moved into Grimmauld place with Draco, Remus and Paris, and to celebrate the three’s graduation from Hogwart’s they’d taken a holiday to Spain. It was a trip of a lifetime and Harry was enjoying every minute of it. For the first time in his life he felt like he had a family, he was safe, loved and free from the ache in his heart that had plagued him since he was old enough to understand what it was. Snape and he, were the ultimate odd couple but despite seeming wrong it was so right on many levels.
Harry was truly happy with the grand twisted web that was his life.
THE END
A/N Jeez I'm getting good with this completeing stories shit, I shouldn't really be setting a precident there's heaps I haven't finished. Anyway there it is, all done, Smut and all. No declarations of love, no soppy kisses or sickly sweet endings just wholesome well rounded story I think....
Anyway I know it hasn't been one of my most popular pieces but I'm hoping a few of you were still reading. If you've got the time leave a review, I do appreciate them and they make all the difference when starting a new project. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed yourselves.
Cheers and thanks for the support
RIFFRAFF
PS- Fingers are healing and some good strong painkillers are making life just breezy.... I see pretty pink elephants and frogs that talk.... *wanders off with her head in the clouds*
“You know it’s sickening don’t you?” Draco sighed as he lay on the beach towel his sunglasses hiding his eyes and his large floppy hat casting a shadow across his face.
“I thought you were all for it?” Harry yawned as he rubbed sunscreen into his belly and chest.
“Yeah but not if we were all going to be treated to your disgusting displays of intimacies 24-7.” Draco muttered as he reached over to the cool box and took out two butter beers one he handed to Harry and the other he kept for himself.
“What the odd kiss, and holding hands? I’d hardly call that hard core porn Draco.” Harry muttered as he watched Paris and Snape begin walking back up the beach from the water, laughing with one another.
“It’s going to take some getting used to Harry.” Harry looked over to the beach towel beside him where Remus was sunning himself like a dog on a grass lawn, all four appendages stretched out and a tanning mirror under his chin.
“I know that, and we’re being sensitive to it aren’t we? It’s not as if we’re all over each other, besides Snape’s not like that.” Harry snapped as flicked a crab away from Remus’ toes with his foot.
“Sensitive? Don’t think we haven’t heard you upstairs at the house, rooting away like rabbits.” Remus laughed as Harry blushed as red as Draco’s chest was turning in the sun.
“We’re a normal couple who enjoy sex, besides you shouldn’t be listening.” Harry drank from his cold butter beer enjoying the cooling sensation on his throat.
“No, you should learn better silencing charms.” Draco laughed loudly as Paris and Snape returned to their little encampment in the sand.
“What are you laughing at ferret features?” Snape bit as he shook his hair out over the young blonde who instantly grumbled about being disturbed.
“Abnormalities of his twisted mind.” The werewolf laughed loudly receiving a slap on his already burnt chest for his efforts. Snape tutted loudly and sat down on the towel beside Harry while Paris leapt on top of Remus to fight over the large beach cushion the man was hogging.
It had been six months since things had progressed between Snape and Harry, and now most people knew about them. Admittedly it had taken more than a few by surprise and it would take even more some time to come to terms with it but most were happy with the arrangement. Paris had been rather pissed that he hadn’t been let in on the secret earlier but Harry had stuck by his decision not to tell him until Snape was securely his. Snape and Harry had moved into Grimmauld place with Draco, Remus and Paris, and to celebrate the three’s graduation from Hogwart’s they’d taken a holiday to Spain. It was a trip of a lifetime and Harry was enjoying every minute of it. For the first time in his life he felt like he had a family, he was safe, loved and free from the ache in his heart that had plagued him since he was old enough to understand what it was. Snape and he, were the ultimate odd couple but despite seeming wrong it was so right on many levels.
Harry was truly happy with the grand twisted web that was his life.
THE END
A/N Jeez I'm getting good with this completeing stories shit, I shouldn't really be setting a precident there's heaps I haven't finished. Anyway there it is, all done, Smut and all. No declarations of love, no soppy kisses or sickly sweet endings just wholesome well rounded story I think....
Anyway I know it hasn't been one of my most popular pieces but I'm hoping a few of you were still reading. If you've got the time leave a review, I do appreciate them and they make all the difference when starting a new project. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed yourselves.
Cheers and thanks for the support
RIFFRAFF
PS- Fingers are healing and some good strong painkillers are making life just breezy.... I see pretty pink elephants and frogs that talk.... *wanders off with her head in the clouds*