'Now don't get me wrong, Severus, but as lovely as that was, I feel awful.'
'What?', he looked crestfallen.
'I finally get my greatest wish,' she said, stroking the hair from his face, 'and all I can think about is how I haven't showered or brushed my teeth in days.'
'You are lovely.'
She laughed.
'Thank you for that. But I'd like to feel lovely too. Could you give me some time? Come back for dinner?'
'I'll bring the shopping, you shouldn't go out yet.'
'I love you', she said, kissing him again.
He got up and walked towards the fireplace. Was it his imagination, or was Minerva smiling more brightly than she had before? When he was about to step into the floo, Hermione called from the couch.
'Oh, and Severus, you might want to bring a change of clothing. I'm inviting you to my bed again tonight.'
Waving his hand to let her know he heard, he stepped into the flames. She didn't need to see his smile to know that it was there.