"Everyone, sit down." Said Harry, his and Severus' friends all gathered round them, in a circle of cold steel chairs, waiting for some announcement.
"What's so important that you called us all here, Harry?" asked Ron.
"Well, we have an announcement to make."
"We?"
"Yes we, that is to say, Severus and I, we're getting married."
"Married!?"
"Harry, you can't!"
"Why not!?"
"Because he's Snape, mate! He was a Death Eater, he's tortured and killed people!"
"That's enough Ron! Yes, hurting people is a requirement of being a Death Eater, but that does not mean you have to enjoy it or even want to do it!"
"Then why did he become one then!?"
"You don't know anything about that Ron so I suggest you shut the hell up before you make a complete fool out of yourself! I am immensely proud to call Severus my fiancé, so either you accept this or stay away from us. Severus, let's go." He led his love away by the hand and didn't stop or let go until they got to his rooms. "I'm sorry about them."
"They had valid reasons, you know."
"No, they didn't. listen to me Severus," he lifted the hand with the silver band on it to his chest and gazed at him lovingly, "I couldn't be happier you agreed to marry me, I love you and I really am proud of you; you risked your life for years to win the war, to save my life, I couldn't have done it without you. When you look at this ring, remember it means how proud I am of you, to be yours and for you to be mine." He raised that ring to his lips, as had become their custom, to kiss it, sealing their bond even more.
"You should be careful, I could get used to this."
"I hope so because I won't be stopping anytime soon; you deserve it." Harry looked deep into black eyes and smiled at his fiancée, the moment seeming to last forever as he leaned up to kiss his love, stopping just millimetres away to say; "I love you, Severus." before their lips met in a caring and slow kiss.
When they pulled away, Severus smiled back, a gleam in his eye. "I love you too."