Severina Snape was an early riser and because of that she observed things others usually didn't get a chance to observe too much. Like how Harry tossed and turned in his sleep. She hated to see him do that and she wouldn't wake him either, not after last time. Instead she held him close and rubbed his head, cooing gently into his ear about how much she loved him. She knew what his nightmares were about. The horrors he'd experienced over the years must've left much for him to dwell on. After all, she had seen it most of it too.
She very much wanted to give him happiness, which is why she was deeply afraid of the secret she was keeping from him. Her hand gingerly went to her belly, still flat but just beginning to show signs of change. She smiled gently downwards at her nude form. Knowing she was going to be a mother was an extraordinary feeling for her,but also one of deep fear. She knew she wouldn't be able to be a normal mother. One who packed lunches and chased their child around a playground. And Harry. What would Harry think?
Despite her cool and aloof appearance, she truly did love him beyond what she had felt for James. Harry made her feel like the young woman with a crush she never got to be. She had been too busy with her studies, being bullied by the Marauders and having an unrequited love for James. But now? She wanted to giggle. Severina Snape, potions mistress and head of Slytherin house, felt like giggling. "If only Voldemort could see me now" she mused before kissing the nape of Harry's neck and pulling him closer.
This always seemed to calm him down, if only slightly, but she would do anything to help him. She would stand by him no matter what, even if she had problems telling him all this. It wasn't easy for her to be open and honest about how she felt. Only during lovemaking or when he was asleep did she say those three words that meant so much. She couldn't help it. She wasn't raised by her father to be and Romance. In fact she wasn't raised by her father at all who spent most of her childhood avoiding her. Her mother raised her, and raised her in the hopes of one day being accepted by her father. He died before she reached such a prestigious position at Hogwarts and she doubted he would have appreciated a woman doing such a thing regardless.
She smiled at her next thought. Neither would he have liked her running off with a student and making love to him like a rabbit either.
Harry stirs and moves up, gently resting his head on her breast. "Good morning" he says gently as he leans up more and kisses her chin. "You really wore me out last night Severina. And you said quite an amount of hysterical things while you were….indisposed" he added giving a gentle laugh. Severina for her part, cuts the smile from her face and takes on an imperious scowl. "Good morning . Continue to tease and I will castrate you", she says before he rolls his eyes and kisses her full on the lips. It's hard to remain stoic and hard when you want to melt, and that's just what Severina did. She threw herself into his arms and kissed him back with all her might, he arms circling around his shoulders and the blanket falling off their bodies.
When he finally releases her she is in a position where her head rests on his chest and he strokes her long raven black hair gently. "Twenty points to Slytherin" he teases haughtily before moving off the bed and throwing on his underwear and pants. She however, remained on the bed and looked after her beau, unsure of what to say or do. "What are you doing Potter? Get back to bed" she says, almost wishing she could cast an imperio on him to do so. He just laughs. "Sev it's morning and we have to get after her. Otherwise we'll lose her again" he warns, throwing on a shirt and covering his muscular torso. Severina hated it but he was right. They had something to finish. As soon as that was over however, she was making sure they went to a desert island where they could be alone for the next twenty years.
"Fine Potter. It seems the shoe is on the other foot for a change. You said something intelligent" she said in her signature monotone before getting up herself and beginning to dress, her panties and bra quickly followed by her usual black robes. Harry just smiles over at her when he sees her ensemble. "Don't worry Sev. I'll be stripping those robes back off of you in no time" he coos gently into her ear before moving his face into her neck and gently kissing at her pulse point. She for her part, closes her eyes and moans, he hand going to the back of his head to urge him on. "Potter…." She moans before suddenly the feeling is gone.
She turns and sees Harry smirking as he heads out the flap of the tent, leaving her to her frustration. "Potter you insufferable little….." she angrily scoffs before smiling lightly, the memory of how he felt on her neck creeping back into her mind as her hand gingerly goes to where he just was. "Forty points to Gryffindor" she says to herself before schooling her face and hiding her smile. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction, not now. Instead she runs off behind him, her warming charm keeping out the Siberian elements
Hogwarts
"That conniving bitch. She must be a new Dark lord. She seduced him. There is no other way she could look so young. She is using blood magic" came Molly Weasley's screeching voice as she paced back and forth about the grand hall. For their part the rest of the Weasley clan and Hermione agreed. Severina Snape? And Harry Potter? Of all people? Hermione couldn't wrap her head around it. She had never ever seen them exchange a nice set of words let alone a kiss. This was wrong, especially to her.
"Molly, calm down. This...speculation helps us none" came the intervening voice of Filius Flitwick. Molly just turned on him instead, her anger finally having a place to be vented. "Ohh shit up you little dwarf" she says with a roll of her eyes before returning to her pacing. "Regardless of their relationship, be it as strange to us as it is, due to Harry and Severina's actions Voldemort was defeated with virtually no loss of life. Only a few death eaters seemed to have died in this skirmish, well and the dark lord himself" Pomona Sprout adds demurely. She had always been a secret friend of Severina's. She remembered the scared and nervous little girl she had been and was actually very happy that she had found someone. Only recently had age become such a big factor in the wizarding world. And besides, Pomona thought. "It's not like there aren't potions and charms to help change that", she thought to herself.
In fact while Horace Slughorn was head of Slytherin house a concoction known as Everyoung was widely in use. As far as she knew Gilderoy Lockhart was one of the only ones who seemed to remember it. He was sixty five after all but only looked to be in his early thirties. A ponce he may be but he was an attractive one at that.
"She's the same age as his mother!", Ginny Weasley shouts out angrily, herself now pacing an almost identical line to Molly. The one difference was that she was almost hyperventilating with her rage. This wasn't how this was all meant to end. She was the one who was supposed to be with Harry. After all she had been the one he came to save in the chamber of secrets. She was his damsel in distress. Not some old potions mistress who had given him hell his entire life.
"We don't see the big deal. So little Harrikens likes his women little older. So what?" Came the voice of George with Fred's enthusiastic support. "Oi, those two dueled the dark tosser and Bellatrix without any help. Even saved my life. We shouldn't be trying to decide Harry's life like this. He's earned the right to be happy a thousand times over you know".
This got a few nods here and there but mostly earned the twins the wrath of most of their family. "He's much too young to be making these kinds of decisions and let alone with someone so much older than him" Molly adds imploringly to which Mcgonagall nods. "Severina is an adult and should know better than to even have those thoughts about such a young boy" she says almost disdainfully. "It will certainly lose her her job her at Hogwarts. Nobody could trust her with students after this". Some of the staff nod in agreement but many don't share the sentiment.
"So he's not old enough to make his own choices with love but he's old enough to fight a war almost completely alone against the dark lord? Surely you see that these ideas conflict headmistress" asks madam Pomfrey who was certainly on the side of Harry here. After all she had patched him up to many times to see him as anything less than an adult. This received an enthusiastic "here, here" from a booming Hagrid, sitting at the back of the hall. " Arry has my support. No matter what" he adds before taking a sip of wine from his goblet.
Alastor Moody sits on the side, leaning against his cane. "She certainly is a good match for Potter" he says quietly, his eye scanning about the room. "She fought like a she devil. Lestrange certainly was happy to apparate away from that fight" he says nodding once more. "He's reckless and passionate. She's careful and reserved. She'll even the boy out in my opinion. However" he says turning to the rest of the assembled group. "We don't have the right to decide anything for the lad. Not anymore, either for or against Severina Snape. If he asks your opinion, give it, although I doubt he'll waste the time to ask. If he asked me I'd tell him to marry the woman as fast as he could".
This certainly attracted the attention of many in the room, a few, Tonks, the twins and Hagrid even cheering while Sprout and Pomfrey simply smile. Ginny however, explodes in a fit of rage. "What do you know about Harry and what's best for him?" She screeches, breaking free of her mother's tentative grasp and advancing on the old auror. "We are his friends. We can tell when someone isn't good for him. You don't know anything" she says dismissively. Quickly Molly grabs Ginny by the hand, pulling her back from fear of what Alastor Moody could do to the young girl.
The auror simply smiles at the screeching hellcat. "Oh you're certainly right . I don't know what's best for Harry. At least not from a protection standpoint. Only Harry knows what's best for Harry and right now, a few things on his body of which is heart is included" he says with a suggestive wink, "are pointing towards Severina Snape".
Ginny is about to open her mouth again but Molly hushes her, pulling her close and leaning into her ear. "Don't worry dear, this will all be fixed when Harry gets back. Don't worry" she says affectionately, letting the rest of the room bicker. Ginny however, feels rage bubble up into her like she has never felt before. The next time she saw Severina Snape there would be one dead potions mistress.