Harry awoke with a sleepy smile in the early morning before the sunrise on Valentines. Severus had long since stopped waking him every time he came, occasionally slipping under the covers and simply holding him in his half-wake state. This was one of those times, and he twisted under his blankets and Severus' arm to curl against the thin chest.

"I was just dreaming about you," He whispered softly.

"What were you dreaming, Harry?"

"Good things," He answered. "Fairy tale endings and such… Sev?"

The man's chin tucked in against his head. "Yes, Harry?"

Harry frowned, picking at the man's robe. His thigh slipped between the Potions Master's legs. "Will I ever remember what happened when Voldemort died?"

"The time will come, yes," Severus told him.

"Will you still visit?" Harry asked.

Severus' chin shifted again. "Why do you ask such a thing?"

"I guess…" Harry hesitated. "You push the issue each time you visit, I thought perhaps it was the real reason you come. So, will you?"

"I suppose that will depend on whether you still want me to."

"I don't ever want you to stop loving me."

"You never have to worry about that, Harry."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Will…will you kiss me again?"

"Are you sure you want me to?" Severus asked honestly.

Harry nodded. "It's one of the few things I am sure of," He admitted, looking up. "I…Never mind."

Severus leaned forward, cupping Harry's cheek in his hand, and placed a tender kiss on Harry's frowning mouth. "I love you, too, Harry."

Harry grinned. "You said it first."

Severus leaned further into him, until Harry was lying back on the thick mattress and he was leaning over him. "Prove it," The man murmured teasingly.

Harry chuckled into the kiss that was planted on his lips, and went willingly into the all-consuming passion Severus inspired in him.

-Break-

The carriage pulled away from Hogwarts, and Harry watched out the window as his first real home grew smaller. He leaned back in his seat and looked at the Potions Master sat across from him.

"Are you not staying with the other professors?" He asked curiously.

Severus shook his head. "My time at Hogwarts has come to a close."

"Oh," Harry mumbled, blushing. "Do you- do you have any plans for the future?"

Severus smirked. "I hadn't given it much thought," He admitted.

Harry looked out the window. "I haven't, either. Maybe…maybe we could figure it out together?"

A glance showed that the man's smirk had morphed into an endearing smile. "I am amenable to that, Mister Potter."

Harry chuckled with relief, returning his gaze to the passing landscape. As they passed out of the gates of Hogwarts, he noticed a black marble obelisk that stood in stark contrast halfway down the path to Hogsmeade. He frowned, looking after the obelisk and feeling as if he were forgetting something. Had that always been there? He couldn't seem to recall. Shrugging it off, Harry turned back to his lone companion with a grin. The mysteries of Hogwarts were no longer his to worry about.