This story is starting in the present, where Minerva and Severus are living as couple, deeply in love. In the next chapters I'll write about how they ended up here, and sometimes maybe I'll write about their present days.
Also sorry my grammer and spelling mistakes!

It was dinner time at Hogwarts, so obviously, everyone was in the dining hall.

At dumbledore's right, there was Minerva, just like always. And next to her, clothed in all dark, sat Severus Snape. He did not seem to enjoy his meal, nor the company, his dark hair was covering his cold expression on his face. Yes, indeed he seemed miserable and careless, or at the least, that was what everyone would think after looking at him. But truly he was happy, happier then he had been in years. But even though he felt that way, agony and sadness were so deep down in his bones, in his souls, that it couldn't have vanished so easily. It was in his character, in his Slytherin soul. He took a look at the marvelous hall, filled with students, chatting and laughing. A picture of his youth came into his mind, but he suddenly felt a warmth against his cold hand.

It was Minerva, touching his hand under the table, no one noticed it. And suddenly all the sad thoughts in his head have vanished. They grew quite close to each other, and he loved the fact that Minerva could comfort him so easily.

Later when they finished the dinner and said goodnight to everyone, they returned to their chambers. Severus was lying on their bed, very comfortably, reading a book or maybe some of his student's essays. But from time to time he looked up from his reading, and looked at Minerva, with admiration in his eyes. He presence of her gave him such joy and calm.

They were in Minerva's bedroom because she preferred to use her's but sometimes they also slept in Severus's bed. They could easily get a common a bedroom, maybe a bigger one, but they liked to keep their separate rooms, even though they spent nearly every night together. Only on special occasions, they did sleep in separate beds, nights when Severus had to do his works late in the night and didn't want to wake up Minerva.

The first time he had slept in her bed, it felt so odd, and uncomfortable. It took a long time when he finally grew used to it.

After letting down her hair, she started brushing her long silvery hair. Looking in the mirror she checked her face, and she wasn't quite pleased with what she saw. She felt old. She certainly was older than him, even though she looked younger than her age and he looked much older. His face, his dark eyes which were always seemed to be full of grief and some cold and untold pain, just like his beautiful mind. Even when he was younger, her student, she realized that he was more mature, more serious than the others at his age.

And not only his soul, but also his body too were damaged, tired, and broken. When she first saw him without his elegant black clothes on, she was so afraid to touch his porcelain white skin.

And also his death mark...Which made her terrified at the first time he let her see it, feel it, but she didn't tell him. She knew it was his insecurity like for Minerva it was her age. It took him so much time to trust her, to let her see his insecurities, his weaknesses, and sometimes he stilled acted so cold towards to her. But it worth it, he, their relationship, worth it, because she loved him so deeply, and with every day their connection became more and more strong.

It was so lovely just be there, just her and Severus, it was so peaceful, and she didn't want to think about the things like that now. And also there was no need for thoughts like that. She only wanted this moment to last forever, it was perfection, she adored every aspect of it.

Then suddenly she felt Severus's gaze on her back and then heard him closing his book and getting between the sheets.

"Are you going to sleep?" She asked, but it was obvious.

"Why?"

"I thought that maybe we could..."

"Yes?" He sat up quickly, and his dark eyes brightened mysteriously. "You know, I'm always at your service..."

"Just teasing you dear" She got up and walked toward their bed. And then added. "Tomorrow is Monday, we need to get some energy. I have a feeling that the next week won't be easy." She slipped into the bed and turned off the lights with magic.

She felt the soft material of Severus's nightdress against her skin and smiled in the darkness. They got into the right position, which was comfortable for both of them, but before falling asleep Minerva whispered.

"Severus..."

"Hmm?" He murmured with his eyes still closed.

"You know, I..." She started but Severus cut her off.

"I know." He only said that and tightened his arms around her, but there was something warm in his voice.

Of course, he knew what she meant. It was like a habit of them now. In the beginning of their relationship he couldn't believe that she was serious about this, about them, so she needed to tell him every single day that she loved him, to make her believe in it, but it took some more time to finally believe it, and now it was just a lovely a habit. But it still made Severus feel good. He kissed the back of her head, and finally, they fell asleep.