Severus woke early the next morning, a throbbing pain in his right hip. He opened his eyes and looked around. He then remembered the events of the previous evening and why he and Harry were sleeping on the living room floor. He slowly moved himself from the floor, and lifted Harry easily into his arms. He carried his young lover to the bedroom, and laid him on the bed.

"He looks so peaceful when he's asleep," Severus thought to himself as he slipped into bed next to Harry. He took his lover into his arms and drifted into a peaceful sleep once again.

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Harry awoke a few hours later, lazily looking around the room. He sat up quickly when he realized he was in his bedroom.

"Was last night a dream?" Harry thought to himself. He then looked at Severus, noticing the man had woken up.

"Why are we in here?" Harry asked, looking genuinely confused.

"I brought you up here earlier this morning, after I had woken up the first time," Severus said, sitting up and pulling Harry to him. He held Harry in his arms, kissing his forehead softly. "Everything that occurred last night was real, and I have to say it was incredible."

"I love you, Sev," Harry said, snuggling into his lover's arms.

"I love you too, Harry, Severus replied, holding Harry to him.

"I'm really hungry," Harry said, slipping his arms around Severus. "But I'm way too comfy to move."

"Well, I'm probably as hungry as you are, and I'm too comfortable to move as well," Severus said, chuckling. "That poses a bit of a problem for us, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does," Harry said, leaning against the other man. He closed his eyes, relaxing. Severus happily held his lover as the two sat together on the bed, basking in the love between them. Suddenly, there was a sharp tapping on the window, causing Harry to jump away from Severus.

"What the hell is that?" Severus asked, looking at the window.

"It's Pigwidgeon," Harry replied, his voice hard. "It's Ron's owl."

"I told him not to contact us," Severus said, getting up and letting the owl into the room. The owl swooped to Harry, dropped the scroll into his lap, and flew back out the window. Harry looked at the parchment in his lap disapprovingly, but in the end, he opened it and read the letter. He then threw the letter across the room and sighed aggrivatedly.

"God damned Weasley son-of-a-bitch," Harry exclaimed, his anger getting the best of him. "I need to write back and tell him to fuck the hell off."

"What did he say?" Severus asked, pulling a pair of pajama pants on.

"Oh, 'Snape is no good for you, Harry.' 'Snape's controlling you, that's why he's there.' 'Hermione hates me and it's all your fault!' What a load of rubbish!" Harry said, getting up and searching for a pair of pajama pants to put on.

"He needs to fuck off, and he needs to realize that we're not going to break up for him," Severus said, putting his arms around his lover's waist from behind. "I love you, Harry."

"I love you too, Sev," Harry said, leaning against him. The two men went to the kitchen in just pajama pants. Harry set about finding some eggs to fry up while Severus made toast. When his toast was done, Severus once again coated one piece in peanut butter and the other in strawberry jam. He lightly buttered Harry's, knowing his preference. Harry finished the eggs and slid them onto a plate, allowing Severus to take one for his sandwich.

"How the hell can you eat that?" Harry asked, looking at Severus' sandwich. "That looks absolutely dreadful."

"Harry, have you ever tried it?" Severus asked, sitting at the table.

"Well, no, but it just looks nasty," Harry said, sitting next to him. Severus held the sandwich out to Harry, and he carefully took a bite. He chewed thoughtfully and decided that next time they had eggs, he'd try one.

"Well, what do you think?" Severus asked, chuckling.

"Its not too bad, but it's still weird," Harry replied, starting into his two fried eggs.

The men ate their breakfast quickly and decided to get dressed. They'd be tackling the upstairs today.

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A few hours later, Harry and Severus found themselves walking to the kitchen once again, this time after thoroughly cleaning a bedroom that hadn't been used in at least a decade.

"How about I whip up a pizza?" Harry asked, glancing at Severus.

"Sounds good," Severus said. "Will you need any help?"

"Um, yeah, could you dice some onion and green pepper?" Harry replied, starting on making dough from scratch.

"No problem," Severus replied, getting to the task quickly. He went about the dicing manually, seeing as Harry was manually making the dough. He managed to finish quickly, due to his extensive potions background. He then watched Harry toss the dough up into the air a few times, catching it skillfully.

"Where in the world did you learn to do that?" Severus asked.

"Summer between fifth and sixth year, I worked at a pizza place for a while, and I just picked it up," Harry replied, placing the dough on a pizza board he had bought a few years ago. "It was a fun job, and I really enjoyed it." He then set about grabbing the sauce from the cupboard and applying it to the crust skillfully as well. Severus felt compelled to shred the cheese before Harry asked him, and when it was time, presented Harry with it.

"Here you go," Severus said, handing Harry a dish filled with cheese.

"Thanks Sev," Harry replied, smiling. He sprinkled the cheese over the sauce, followed by the onions and green peppers. He then looked in the fridge for some pepperoni he kept on hand. He then placed them on the pizza and smiled at his work.

"That looks awesome, Harry," Severus said, smiling to him. He then took the board and carefully slid the pizza off and into the brick oven he found.

"Thanks, Sev," Harry replied, starting to clean up. He magicked the dishes to do themselves and sat at the table. He glanced around, sighed, and leaned back in his chair. Severus took the seat across from him and studied Harry's face.

"What's on your mind, Har?" Severus asked.

"Just remembering the first meeting I attended here and such," Harry said. He then looked at Severus. "Did you call me Har?"

"I thought it only fitting seeing as you've taken to calling me Sev," Severus said, smirking at the younger man. He then found himself being pulled to lean over the table before his lips met Harry's briefly.

"Thank you," Harry said, sitting back in his chair.

"No problem," Severus replied, sitting back in his chair.

The two sat in a comfortable silence for a short while, waiting for the pizza to finish cooking. When the smell of pepperoni and cheese filled Harry's nose, he went over to the brick oven. Carefully, he slid the pizza onto the pizza board and placed it on the table. Severus cut it into eighths, and the two dug into the fresh pizza. After eating their fill, Harry put the leftover pizza into a dish, covered it with plastic wrap, and put it into the fridge.

"That was delicious, Harry," Severus said, standing up.

"Thanks, Severus," Harry said, smiling. "I thought it was a good idea."

"Definitely," Severus said, walking to the door. "Shall we hit the other room upstairs?"

"Yeah, let's get it over with," Harry said, following Severus up the stairs.

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About five hours, and six breaks, later, Harry and Severus collapsed onto the sofa. There had been way more useless crap in the second third floor bedroom than they had expected.

"Good God, Sirius kept useless shit," Harry said, closing his eyes and laying his head against the back of the sofa.

"That he did, Harry," Severus said, copying the man next to him. "I think we take a couple days break after that."

"Agreed," Harry said, slowly getting up. He started to move away from the couch before being pulled into Severus' lap.

"I need to do something," Severus said, before kissing Harry passionately. Harry was caught off guard but quickly gave himself over to the feelings. He returned Severus' kiss passionately, slipping his tongue into Severus' mouth. The two kissed for a short while, before Severus slowly pulled away.

"That was nice," Harry said, opening his eyes slowly.

"Definitely," Severus said, letting Harry get up. "You made lunch, how bout I make dinner?"

"Sounds good," Harry said, holding his hand to Severus. Severus took Harry's hand as he got up, and the two walked to the kitchen. "Are you going to need any help?"

"I don't think so. I know what I want to do, so you can just watch," Severus said, leading Harry to a chair.

"Alright," Harry said, taking a seat. He then watched as Severus moved about the kitchen, putting a little of this in that pot and a little of that in this pot. He was amazed at the ease Severus had in the kitchen, and when he thought about it, it made sense. Cooking was a lot like brewing.

"Okay, we've got about a half hour wait," Severus said, sitting next to Harry.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked, looking at Severus.

"I'm not sure," Severus said, looking at Harry. He slowly pulled Harry to him, just holding the younger man in his arms. Harry just leaned against Severus, enjoying the closeness he felt when he was held. The two sat like this, just enjoying the feel of the other on them. After about twenty minutes, Severus kissed Harry softly. The kiss was soft and sensual, in contrast with the kisses the night before. After a couple moments, Severus pulled away.

"I think dinners done," Severus said, looking to the stove. He let go of Harry and got up to look at the food. Harry made to follow but was gently pushed back into his chair. "You just wait here, Har."

"Alright," Harry said, sitting back down. He watched as Severus crossed to the stove and carefully made each of them a plate. When he placed them on the table, Harry's nose was filled with aromas that he had never smelled before. There was pork, garlic mashed potatoes and a vegetable medley.

"I hope you like it," Severus said, sitting next to Harry.

"Oh, god, Sev, this smells amazing," Harry said, picking up his fork. He was amazed at the taste of the food. It was so well cooked. "This is the best food I've ever had."

"Thank you, Har," Severus said, starting into his own food.

They ate in a comfortable silence, the only noises being the silverware on the plates. After they had finished, Severus magicked the dishes to do themselves, and the two men went into the living room. Harry had recently had a TV delivered, and when they sat down, he flipped through the channels to find something to watch.

"What the hell is this?" Severus asked, about ten minutes into a random movie.

"It's one of the most famous movies in the muggle world," Harry said, looking at Severus. "It's a story told on video instead of with words."

"It looks atrocious," Severus said, looking at Harry. He gently ran his hand through Harry's hair, his eyes showing his love for the younger man. Harry smiled to him, and he slowly moved to lean against Severus. He let himself sag against his lover as he looked up to Severus.

Severus looked down to Harry and slowly leaned down to kiss him. Their lips met in a slow, soft kiss. There was no urgency behind it, just two lovers sharing a kiss. Harry slowly turned and slid his arms around Severus' neck, pulling himself closer to him. Severus slid his arms around Harry, slowly pulling the other man flat against himself. He slowly slid his tongue against Harry's lips, asking for permission to enter. Harry slowly opened his lips, lightly sucking the other man's tongue into his mouth. The kiss continued slow and sensual for a short while, before Severus pulled away.

"I love you, Harry," Severus said, opening his eyes and looking to the man in his arms.

"I love you too, Severus," Harry replied, resting his head on Severus' shoulder. He slid his arms down Severus' body, locking them around his waist. His eyes remained closed, and he just enjoyed the feelings he felt form himself and Severus.

They watched the end of the movie, and Severus stood up.

"How about we hit the hay?" he asked, holding his hand to Harry.

"That sounds good," Harry replied, taking Severus' hand and following him to the bedroom.

The two men got back into their pajama pants and climbed into bed. Severus took Harry into his arms, and they both drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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A/N: This is a rather long chapter, but I think I'm nearing the end of this. There will be one, maybe two chapters after this.

Anyway, review please?

--kd