Chapter 4 - Dumbledore

Harry woke up as brightness shone into the room and sat up with a yawn. Looking around he could not stop the smile that lit his face. Severus was sat sprawled on the bed his face showing neither worry nor anger, and Harry thought he had never looked more beautiful. With that thought in mind, he spent the rest of the morning watching him.

And that was how Severus woke up; to Harry sitting watching him with adoring eyes. With a smile that reached his eyes he kissed Harry for all he was worth.

Harry could not help but lean into the touches when Severus touched him. No one had ever loved him, or touched him - not for anything nice anyway. He could not believe he was actually letting someone touch him. He had never let anyone touch him before. He even had trouble not recoiling from Hermione and Ron's touch.

Now he was fine, happy, secure, wanted and most of all cherished. Something he had never really been and he didn't want anything to change. Sometime later Harry went to the quidditch pitch, flew around in his new robes and clothes, and had his contacts and green sunglasses to stop the sun bothering. Draco joined him soon after. Neither spoke but could tell that he was curious so told him when he wanted to know

"Yes me and Sev have bonded, I hope you doing have a problem with that. He loves you, I can live with it. I hate the stupid squabbles we have a war going on, and being stupid won't help anyone. I would like to take your hand in friendship like I should have in first year. I know it would make Sev happy as well as me," he asked putting his hand out having flown over to him after flying.

They stayed frozen in that position for five minutes just staring into each other's eyes, then Draco slowly extended his hand with a slight smirk on his face and said

"Ok then fair enough I did tell you some wizarding family's are better than others Harry well come to this family" he said which made Harry smile

It was true what Draco had said, some wizarding families were better than others. He was beginning to see were he was coming from and work out for himself which were the better families.

Some families are loyal to their friends. Thinking back to his own friends he frowned; they had been going out behind his back and finally and more importantly, they had joined the Order of the Phoenix and had kept tabs on him for both the Order and for Dumbledore. They had betrayed him in the worst way imaginable.

The two shook hands with identical smirks on their faces, unaware that Severus was watching them with the biggest smile on his face. If they had seen him they would have done it a thousand times over just to see that smile repeated. His godson was one of the few people that he loved and he was overjoyed that his godson and his lover were going to try to get along to please him. Part of the smile was because Harry was willing to go any length to please him. He had found someone who loved him and had willingly become his mate. With another big smile, he went down to the potions lab and started making the potions Poppy required for the hospital wing.

Draco and Harry talked for hours, getting to know each other, and they were astounded at how much they had in common. Harry told Draco about the Order, his friend's betrayal and how he had compromised his opinions to keep the friendship, liking whatever Ron and Hermione had liked. Draco told him what it was like to grow up in a pureblood wizarding family and leave his family to join the light side and seeing Severus when he was younger. They spoke all day and when they parted it was late that night.

Harry went straight to bed just wearing his boxers, thinking that Severus was already asleep. Severus pulled him closer; Severus was always worried when Harry was with other men, thinking that Harry would leave him. He didn't know that Harry loved him even more when he became possessive. Harry knew deep down that he would never leave Severus, not now, not ever. He had been there for him when no-one else had.

Bodies met and pressed together, the soft sounds of love making breaking the silence in the otherwise empty bedroom. Severus' hands caressed over his tantalizing husband, subtle and insistent at the same time. Each hoarse cry from Harry forced him to greater heights of passion and desire to please his mate. Sinuous and mesmerizing, the dominant wizard kissed his way across sinewy and silken muscles, along sleek and sensitive bare skin, permitting himself to touch and press along the slim form that was his Harry. Gripping the slim hips Severus slid between open thighs, brushing his lips along that straining column of male arousal. Lightly licking, the sobbing breaths of his husband inspired him to further intimacy, closing rosy lips over the head of his cock, then holding Harry down when his feverish husband cried out, hips lunging upwards. Running a hand under the base to cup those round orbs, fingering them delicately as he plunged his mouth down further, sucking hard, and sliding his mouth up and down. The moist wet sounds from his mouth adding to the music of his Gryffindor's cries and moans. Lastly, he pulled free when he felt Harry was nearly delirious.

"Turn over love, I don't want to hurt you," Severus panted out, his hands helping the sluggish movements of his young lover. Leaning over he whispered "Spread your legs wider Harry," before stationing himself between those slender thighs, sliding his hands up the narrow back he commenced a series of techniques in order to generate a greater intensity of arousal before penetrating his husband.

Lingering over the round bottom and squeezing gently, he leaned down to taste, hearing Harry's breath catch as Severus slipped a hand under Harry to clasp around his cock. The exhaling groans indicated he was not the only one feeling pleasure. Slipping his hand under the pillow Severus pulled out his wand to mutter a lubricating spell before he inserted the first finger. Feeling Harry quiver underneath him he added a second finger as Harry, pressing his arse back into those probing fingers, cried out hoarsely. A low chuckle reached his ears as Severus muttered another lubricating spell, the thick gel covering his fingers as he tossed his wand to the side as he covered his cock, arching up to pull Harry's hips up.

"On your knees my young lover, it will be easier. If at any time you want to stop, tell me."

As Harry knelt, a keening moan ripped from him at the first pressing touch of the thick tip, as breathless with want he trembled from the sensations. A strong hand moved along his hip as he felt Severus pressing inside. With a low moan the head of Severus' cock entered past the ring of muscle to leave him shuddering. As Harry's husband slowly and carefully sank in inch by inch, the only sounds in the room were low moans and sporadic grunts.

Finally, finally, Severus was sheathed deeply within his Harry, his mate, and flashes of light sparked behind his eyelids as he allowed all sensation to flood his senses. 'Oh by the gods', his Gryffindor was tight, so tight and warm for his second time. The first movements were cautious, not willing to bring any harm to his young lover, gently thrusting back and forth, his breath harsh and ragged, as he wanted to slam against him.

However, when Harry just kept moaning, Severus did what he wanted to do. Severus entered into a fierce pace, flesh smacking against flesh, slipping a hand between Harry's thighs, he pumped him in rhythm. Like a star going super nova he heard Harry scream, the spurts of wetness along his fingers, echoing his husbands climax Severus thrashed out his, plunging one last time his hips ground into the firm arse, filling his husband with his seed. The last thought spiralling through the Slytherins mind as he fell asleep was 'Harry is mine, and he will stay mine forever. My mate, my lover, my husband.'

Harry fell asleep at almost the same time, his breathing ragged as he had never felt anything like that. Harry's last thought was he will always want me, he chose me. 'I'm his mate, I'm his husband and I'm his lover. He won't leave me and I won't leave him.' By that time his breathing had returned to normal and he fell into the most peaceful sleep he had ever had.