How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

DISCLAIMER: JKR owns everything that is in reference to the Harry Potter world if it is in one of my works of fiction. If it is not found in one of her creations, then it is mine unless otherwise stated. I am not making any profit from the writing of this story.

A/N~ I apologize that this chapter is a bit late in coming. I’ve been sick as a dog and just flat out not able to write anything that made me happy. Even now, I am not too fond of this chapter, so I apologize in advance. I know what is going to happen, but getting my voice proggie to recognize my voice right now is an impossibility as I sound like a frog.

To those who have asked about Orion Snape making an appearance, the answer is yes he will, but not for a little while yet. I do plan to have another chapter out soon, so please don’t hate me.

My thanks to my beta, golden snitch for her time and for putting up with me tossing fits as I’ve gone through who knows how many drafts of this.




Severus was the first one awake the next morning finding young Harry curled up next to him with his head on his chest. Taking a deep breath, the older wizard sighed in content as he looked down at the top of his young husband's head. Taking his time he carefully slid out from under Harry so he could get out of bed and get dressed enough to go in search of food. After dropping a kiss to the sleeping man’s head, he padded softly out to the kitchen.

“Good morning,” Lucius said as he looked up from the small table in the spacious kitchen where he sat sipping a cup of tea and looking over some papers he’d brought with him. Severus grunted in reply as he took a tea cup and sat down at the table as well.

“I suppose it is better than some,” he mumbled as he sipped the first cup of the strong brew and looked at the world through bleary eyes. At the sound of his old friend’s chuckle, he looked at him as if waiting for the joke to be shared.

“Well Sev, after last night, I really don’t know how you can complain,” Lucius said as his silver blue eyes twinkled in mirth. He had forbidden his son to tease Harry, but of course that didn’t mean he wouldn’t take the piss out of Severus. The other wizard realized what he was saying and at least had the grace to look sheepish as he smirked.

“Sorry about that, I had no idea he’d be so loud.”

“My arse you didn’t, you can’t fool me for a moment,” Lucius laughed as he refilled his cup and stretched lazily in his chair. Seeing the shrug of the other man’s shoulders, he knew he was right. “Didn’t bother me, it’s good to know you haven’t turned into a eunuch after all these years.”

“Not a chance of that happening, my friend,” Severus said as he smiled thinking of Harry sleeping in their bed not so far away. He felt a sudden urge to go in and wake him up properly pass over him, he let the urge pass though. Harry needed to rest a little longer. He looked over at his friend for a moment before speaking again. “So Luc, when are you going to venture out into the world of female companionship again?”

The aristocratic blond stared down into his tea cup for a moment as he thought of a way to answer. “It isn’t that I don’t want another woman in my life. I simply have little time to spend pursuing anything more than brief dalliances, I’m sure you understand.”

Severus did understand. He understood that the death of Narcissa ten years earlier had destroyed a large part of his friend. He was worried now that Draco was following in his father’s example as he was still officially in mourning for Pansy after five years. “You do realize that it isn’t healthy for the two of you rattling around in the Manor as Evette’s only companions don’t you? The child needs more people around her Luc, she needs to see what normal healthy relationships are all about.”

“And I suppose you have the solution, Sev?” Lucius asked as he considered his granddaughter. Severus was right, she did deserve more than what she was receiving now.

“Actually I do know someone I would like for you to meet,” the raven haired man told his friend. “You’ll meet her tonight at the bar.”

“Truth be told, I’d rather see Draco form an attachment than myself.”

“I’m sure he’ll meet someone as well this weekend, especially if he agrees to help Damon and Grant out for a little while,” Severus said as he got up to put the kettle back on for more tea. At the mention of the bar, Lucius remembered something the other man had said and he had wondered about.

“Are you alright with Harry waiting tables where you won’t be able to keep him in sight?”

“Not really, I’ve been trying to think of a way I can keep an eye on him out there,” he replied as he set up a tray to take in to his Harry. “I don’t suppose you’d want to sit out on the deck tonight, would you?”

“I thought I might do that actually, enjoy the evening air and atmosphere,” Lucius said as he pushed back from the table and stood up. “No one will bother him.” he said as he nodded to Severus and left the kitchen to go back up to his room to dress and wake his son for the day.

“Thank you,” Severus called after him as he picked the breakfast tray up and took in into the bedroom where he found Harry stirring from sleep.

“Good morning Husband,” he murmured sleepily as he pushed himself up to sit against the headboard and reached for his glasses.

“Good morning to you as well, my little one,” the older man said as he set the tray down and pulled a chair up to the side of their bed and made himself comfortable. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“I feel pretty good, not sore or anything,” he answered as he took the cup Severus offered him, blowing gently over the surface to cool it enough for the first sip.

“Good, we have quite a bit to do today. First things first though, we are making a stop at the barber shop and that hair is going,” the older wizard said as he reached out and combed his fingers through the sleep tangled locks.

“I am looking forward to Ron visiting if only for some different clothes to wear,” Harry sighed as he leaned into his husband’s touch. He was getting tired of having a very limited selection closing to choose from. Although he knew he would not be wearing his old clothing for much longer due to the pregnancy he at least wanted a few options. He was actually beginning to look forward to wearing robes in the latter part of his pregnancy, if for no other reason than simple comfort.

"Would you like to do some shopping today as well?" Severus asked while cocking his head to one side to look at his young husband. Even though it was early in the pregnancy, he could already see the swell of Harry's tummy and he could not think of anything more beautiful than that.

"No, we don't need to go shopping Sir, I am just bitching a little bit about getting fat," Harry grinned ruefully. "I'll just enlarge my pants for the time being."

Harry finished his tea and the muffin Severus had put on the tray as they talked quietly about their upcoming day. To Harry chagrin Severus let him know that Lucius would be out on the deck that night just in case he needed something. He knew his husband was only worried about him and did not want him to become overly stressed if any of the bar patrons became too demanding. He was still claiming that Draco would never take an order for a drink, but Severus swore that he would. They were both still bickering good-naturedly as they went to the bathroom together and took a leisurely shower in each other's company.

With the shower finished and they were back in the bedroom, Harry sat on the edge of the bed with Severus behind him toweling his long hair dry and then running a comb through it carefully. The young wizard would not lie, he was looking forward to losing the hair. The pair dressed quickly and after setting the puppies into their outside pen with food and water, they set out for the day.

Later that day they returned home to rest for a little while and then get cleaned up for the night. Harry was enjoying his new look, the shorter hair took away much of the girlish look he’d been dealing with. It was nice to look in a mirror again and find Harry instead of Harriet looking back at him.

Curling up with one another, they drifted off to sleep only to be woken up to someone knocking on their front door. “If that is Draco, would you please hex him into next week,” Harry mumbled as he rolled over and buried his face in his pillow, unwilling to get up. Severus stalked out to open the front door while growling about different hexes that could be used on unsuspecting visitors. Harry kept his head under the sheet and was drifting back to sleep until the bed began to shake and bounce.

“What the…?” he yelped as a hand smacked him on the arse and he bolted up into a sitting position, blinking owlishly around him. Allie landed on the bed beside him and pulled him into a hug.

“Hey Harry, I thought I’d come over and help you get ready for tonight,” she laughed as Severus handed his husband his glasses and sat down in the chair beside the bed.

“Where is Max?” Severus asked as he had noticed the woman had come by herself.

“He’s still at the office, but said he’d be at the bar by five thirty so that you didn’t have to open alone,” she said as she looked at the other man. Harry wriggled around until he was sitting on the edge of the bed where he gratefully accepted the glass of juice his husband held out to him.

“Just exactly what am I doing to get ready besides getting dressed?” Harry asked warily as he watched his new friend rummage through her bag for who knows what.

The threesome talked for a little while, first Severus and then Harry taking quick showers, Harry dressing in jeans that Allie tightened strategically and a Cutty’s tee shirt, Severus all in black of course.

“I have a shirt for your godson, Severus, should I leave it here for him?” she asked as she held the garment up.

“Just take it with you, I still don’t know if he plans to show up or not,” Severus said as he put his hand on the small of Harry’s back and led him out of the house and to the truck. “We’ll meet you there Allie.” Harry waved as well and let himself be lifted up into the truck.

The couple talked about what Harry could expect from people that night and what to do if someone was too pushy or forward with him. Harry only rolled his eyes when Severus wasn’t looking, he knew his husband was only worried for his safety, but he thought he could deal with a few drunks without problem. Besides, it wasn’t as if there wouldn’t be someone there watching over him for Merlin’s sake! He was still a bit touchy about the fact his husband had asked Lucius Malfoy to babysit him.

Once there and in the darkened interior of the bar’s dining area, Grant sat Harry down and gave him a notepad with prices written on the front of it so he didn’t have to try to remember everything.

“Just write the order down and bring it to the bar, we’ll fix it and ring it up for you,” he instructed as another waitress brought out a sandwich for Harry. “I want you to take frequent breaks, okay? If you get tired, let one of us know.”

Harry nodded while he ate and listened to the rest of his instructions, his eyes moving around the bar from time to time wondering what he had gotten himself into. Letting his gaze roam to the front entrance, he spied Severus and Max standing side by side and felt his lips curve up into a smile. Both men dressed from head to toe in menacing black, his husband definitely looked good enough to eat. While listening to Grant with half an ear, he idly wondered the chances he had of disappearing with his husband for a half an hour sometime through the evening.

Grant left him to finish and soon Harry found it was time to take up his post as they opened the doors. He was a bit surprised when the first couple came out on the deck and took up a quiet corner for themselves. He was more surprised when as he went to take their order he discovered it was Jo Velden in deep conversation with Draco.