Two days after taking his potions mastery test Harry was called away from where he had been packing his belongings and asked to report to the headmasters office. Upon entering he found in addition to the headmaster: Severus, Douglass Watson, and Sylvia Summers (the woman who had administered his exam).

"You sent for me Headmaster?" Harry asked turning his gaze to the man in question and making a conscious effort to keep his posture perfect to try and counteract the fact that he was dressed casually in just jeans and a flannel shirt along with his ratty trainers.

"Yes Mister Potter, you remember Mister Watson and Ms. Summers? And of course you know Professor Snape as well?" Dumbledore asked his eyes twinkling as he spoke.

"Of course sir," Harry replied bowing his head slightly in respect for the three masters. "Is this in regards to my mastery exam?"

"Indeed it is Mister Potter," Watson spoke up for the first time. "Professor Snape has informed me that you have completed every potion in the mastery curriculum to perfection, quite a shock considering your age. Coupled with Ms. Summers assessment of your exam I must say you have quite a bright future ahead of you. It is my understanding that you were asked to brew the drought of the living dead for your assessment, is that correct?"

"Yes sir."

"And Ms. Summers noted that you brewed the potion entirely from memory?"

"That is also correct sir." Harry was slightly confused as to where this was going.

"It is also noted that your potion was without flaw. The fact alone that you can brew such a potion to perfection can open many doors for you Mister Potter, added with the fact that you can do so from memory shows a true understanding for the art of potion brewing. As such it is my great honor as the head of the European Potions Mastery Program to prest you with your Mastery in the subject as well as an open offer in Potions Experimentation and Creation upon your graduation from this fine institution."

Harrys eyes were wide as bludgers as he stared at Watson in shock. Potions Experimentation was an extremely hard field to break into, to receive an offer at such an age was completely unheard of. There were masters that worked their whole lives in hopes of being recognized in such a field and it was being offered to him on a silver platter.

"Thank you so much sir, this in an amazing honor!" Harry exclaimed after a pregnant pause where Harry waited for somebody to jump out and say it was all an elaborate joke.

"You have a brilliant mind Mister Potter, you are destined for great things and that applies to more than just the potions field. Now Ms. Summers and I must take our leave, I wish you luck in your final years of school and hope to see you again in the future." Watson said smiling as he shook Harry's hand and presented him with his mastery certificate.

"Such a splendid way to end the term don't you think boys?" Dumbledore asked his eyes twinkling and a small small playing across his face. Popping a lemon drop into his mouth he added, "I do believe Mister Potter is in shock Professor Snape, I trust you are able to escort him out? I think perhaps after he recovers a bit some celebration is in order before the end of term feast this evening. In fact I'm sure that the house elves have recently come into a supply of butter beer by mistake instead of the normal pumpkin juice, I would hate for it to go to waste."

"Of course, thank you headmaster." Severus said calmly as he took hold of Harry's arm and steered him from the office with ease.

They had made it halfway to Severus' quarters before Harry started to come out of his daze. His voice was barely more than a whisper when he finally spoke, "Did that really just happen?"

"Indeed it did," Severus replied a small smirk forming on his face as he continued guiding Harry through the empty halls, only for the teen to pull him to a stop in the middle of the entrance hall. He raised a questioning eyebrow at is smiling fiance as they stood there. Harry just grinned wider as he looked up into the onyx eyes before he yanked the other man closer and crushed their lips together in a heated kiss. Severus kissed back for a moment before pulling away with an extreme show of self control. He instead slipped his hand into Harry's and began pulling him through the corridors once more.

"Come along Mister Potter, i do believe we were given an order to celebrate from the headmaster himself. I for one am not going to disobey such a command," Severus purred in the younger mans ear as they entered the dungeons where Slytherin students were milling about trying to locate the last of their belongings before they left the castle the next morning.

Harry's grin grew even wider as he followed along, crushing his mouth to Severus' once more as soon as they were in the privacy of his private sitting room. They fell onto the couch in a tangle of limbs and their lips never separating, Harry had just gotten Severus' robe off and his shirt lay hanging open on his chest when there was a timid knock at the portrait door. With a sigh Severus separated himself from Harry, not bothering to shrug into his robe again leaving him in only his black trousers and white shirt, and answered the door to find a first year crying and babbling on about a fight in the Slytherin common room.

"I will be along in just a moment," Severus said his voice much more calm and collected that Harry would have been capable at that point.

"To be continued?" the brunet asked pushing himself off the couch the buttons of his shirt already fastened once more.

"Sound promising," Severus agreed with a smirk as he pressed his lips firmly to Harry's once more. Sobering slightly he added in a softer tone, "I am sorry that we have to postpone your celebration, but I fully intend to make it up to you."

"Don't worry about it, I knew that there was a chance of crying first years cock blocking me when we started seeing each other. I may not like it but I understand. Plus we have all summer to celebrate the fact that I'm officially the youngest potions master ever." Harry said winking at Severus. "Now go deal with your out of control house while I go and make sure the terrible two have actually been packing instead of planting stink bombs in Lockheart' s office."

Severus pressed his lips to Harry's once more before the two of them exited the room, heading in different directions.

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Seriously though I'm sorry this took so long, I wrote it a few weeks ago on paper and then I misplaced the notebook I had it written in and I couldn't find the damn thing anywhere. I really am trying to bang out chapters for you it just doesn't always work out how I'd like it to and I'm hoping that even it it takes a bit longer than we'd like the chapters are a better quality than if I were to just force my way through it without actually liking what I write for you.