WARNING:Wedding fluff, implied man sex, Snamione make out to 3rd base.
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Viktor was sitting next to Percy, who was watching his brothers dance with Draco, how they'd managed to choreograph a perfect three person tango was a bit of a mystery but it was how they were having their first dance. He reached over and covered Percy's hand with his. "They look happy."
"They really do, I'm so happy for them." Percy turned his hand so that he could slip his fingers around Viktor's. Fred and George really looked insanely happy and Draco was practically glowing with bliss. It was almost enough to make Percy believe in happy endings. He watched his mother dance with his father, Molly dabbing her eyes continuously. "I can't believe Mum and Lady Malfoy managed to get such a big party together in such short time."
The Bulgarian chuckled, "I believe it. They are formidable women and I vould like to see the man that had the courage to tell Lady Malfoy no in regards to her only child's wedding or who vould stand up to your mother in such a vay?"
"True, true. I would certainly not want to oppose either of them." Percy agreed and leaned his head against Viktor's shoulder. He felt fine but he still got tired very easily after his run in with Bellatrix, he was getting better day by day though. "Viktor...would you be terribly upset if I quit my job at the Ministry? Would it disappoint you?" Percy had been thinking about it for a long, long time now. The Ministry job didn't make him happy at all, the only reason he had taken it to begin with was to get away from everything and work as hard as he could so that he wouldn't have to think or feel.
"Vhy vould I be disappointed? You must choose the job that is best for you, that makes you happy." He smoothed a hand over Percy's hair. "I vould only be disappointed if you continued doing something that makes you unhappy because someone else thinks you should."
"The thing is I have no idea what job would be best for me or what would make me happy. All I know is that this is not it. Maybe I should stick it out and see if it will become different with the new Minister in place but I can't do it. The thought of waking up every day just to go there and file papers makes me shrivel up inside." Percy leaned into Viktor's touch and he couldn't help but wonder just when he'd ceased being scared of the touches and started craving them instead.
"Then do not. Leave the Ministry and find vhat makes you happy, vhatever it is." Viktor turned to better see the redhead. "You could travel and learn of other places and people."
Percy bit his lip and looked down at their joint hands. "Well I wouldn't mind taking a closer look and learning more about Bulgaria...Maybe you could guide me?" Percy's heart was pounding, this was the biggest step he'd taken in regards to their relationship but it felt right. Now he only hoped that he hadn't misunderstood Viktor in any way.
Viktor tilted Percy's face up with his other hand and smiled into the warm brown eyes, "I vould like that very much."
Smiling back Percy could feel his heart settle and something else, something deeper bloom inside him. "Good." Without stopping to think Percy leaned up until he could press his lips against Viktor's.
The Seeker stilled for a split second before he returned the soft, gentle kiss, only rubbing his lips against Percy's, knowing that he wasn't ready for anything deeper but the emotional wave of humbling gratitude and love swept through him with the force of a Reducto.
Arthur paused in mid-step and stared at Percy and Viktor, bringing his wife attention to them as well. His arm squeezed her waist gently and he smiled. "Look at that pet."
"Oh Arthur." Molly's eyes welled up again and she dabbed them with a sniffle. "Did you think we'd get to see that; that day at the Ministry when we found out the truth?" She held her husband close. "We are so lucky Arthur, our family came through this war alive and stronger then before and our children...Oh our children, to see them this happy is the greatest reward ever."
He kissed her brow. "We're far richer than so many with our family," he looked over at Bill and Fleur in a corner and lifted his brows at the gobsmacked look on his eldest's face as the veela-blooded woman brought Bill's hand to her stomach, then he moved his gaze over to where Charlie was sweeping Pansy into a low dip, Ron was laughing as his boyfriend tried to teach him how not to trip over his own feet while dancing, his baby girl's head was snugged against Alicia Spinett's shoulder, Harry and Remus were grinning at Regulus and Sirius as the two got into a brotherly 'discussion', Rigel held in his Papa's arms and squealing happily, and then of course there were the twins and their dragon. "Far far richer. Have I ever thanked you Molly, for blessing me with such wonderful children?"
"You thank me every single day in everything you say and everything you do." Molly kissed him and placed her hand against his weathered cheek. "From the first time I saw you I knew that I wanted you Arthur. You're the love of my life and you've given me so much. You made my life a fairy tale...Only so much better. Thank youArthur Weasley for being the wonderful, amazing man that you are. Thank you for putting up with me all these years."
"I don't 'put up' with you my Molly," he smiled down into her face, "you are the most wonderful gift in my life and I'm just so thankful that you set your cap for me love." He kissed the tip of her nose, "My Prewett Princess."
"My amazing King Arthur, I love you so much and I will never stop giving thanks for how blessed we are." She snuggled her head on his shoulder that felt just as broad, strong and safe as it had all those years ago and continued to dance with her husband.
Narcissa looked around the reception tent and smiled, nodding in satisfaction. She felt her husband's hand on her shoulder and looked up at him, taking the champagne glass he'd fetched for her. "I must say that Molly and I make a rather good team. This came off beautifully."
"It's lovely." Lucius agreed as he looked around. The colors, the flowers, everything blended together beautifully in a classy and simple way and people seemed to be enjoying themselves. "I never had a doubt since you had your finger in it, you have an eye for beauty love, always had." He smiled down at his wife. "It's nice hearing laughter here instead of screaming isn't it?"
She nodded, standing close to him, her side pressed to his. "Yes. I'm so pleased to have some happiness here after so long." She chuckled at the cuddling and kissing going on all around them. "So many young couples getting together too. It reminds me of our courtship."
"Hm, what I remember of our courtship is all the admirers around you that I had to beat away with my cane. Everyone wanted you Cissy, everyone. I was the luckiest wizard in the world when you finally chose me." Lucius placed his hand on the small of her back. "Though you did make me work for it."
"Well of course I did. All the others gave up, weak spined twits, I had to make sure that the last man standing valued me enough to persist no matter the hoops I made him jump through." She smiled up at him. "So I not only got the best of the lot but the best looking too."
Lucius chuckled. "And you still know how to flatter me just right I see." His hand snuck around her waist and held her close to him. "I would do anything for you Narcissa, there's nothing I wouldn't do if you asked it of me."
She turned into his hold, her free hand coming to rest over his heart. "That goes both ways mon coeur. I would burn down worlds and face the most terrifying of evils for you."
He tilted his head and brushed his lips over hers. "Let's hope we're done facing evils love, I think we've done our share of that. From now on I just want to pamper you every day, show you how much I love you."
Her hand moved to cup his jaw, "I know how much you love me mon chevalier, just as much as I love you. I see it in your eyes whenever you look at me. But yes, we've both faced enough evils, now is the time for joys and petty little arguments started solely so we can make up."
"We always did excel at making up." Lucius grin was slightly wicked as he stole another kiss. He raised his head and looked at his son being sandwiched by his new husbands on the dance floor. "As much as it pains me they really do make our boy happy, I can't remember Draco looking that happy or free before."
She nodded. "They're good for him and our baby is good for them as well. You do note that not a single prank has gone off. Molly and I didn't even have to tell them not to try."
"I doubt Draco would appreciate pranking on his wedding and I do hope our newest Malfoys know Draco enough to know that but you are right. They really are good for each other, even I have to admit that." Lucius held his wife close.
She set her champagne glass aside and slipped her arms around his waist. "I love you Lucius, every last bit of you."
"I love you too, my very own goddess." Lucius handed his own glass to a house elf, wrapped both his arms tightly around his wife and dipped her low before catching her in a searing kiss.
Fred's eyes nearly popped out of his skull at the sight of Draco's parents caught in the fiery, passionate kiss. "Blimey Dragon, so that's where you get it."
"Please don't compare me to my parents in that regard unless you want my libido to shrivel up and die." Draco complained but he smiled as he looked at his parents. They deserved to be happy and allowed to show it.
George only chuckled and his hands tightened on Draco's hips. He couldn't believe they were finally bonded, it was the three of them forever now. His only regret was that he couldn't show his love for Fred in the open, he would have loved to have been able to kiss both his husbands but that celebration would have to wait until they were in the privacy of their own home.
Fred met his twin's eyes and nodded in understanding as he kissed Draco's temple. "Sorry pet." He studied Lucius and Narcissa for a moment. "It's nice to see the ice melting all round."
"Fred! George!"
The twins turned to look at their eldest brother, tilting their heads in question at Bill's proud, somewhat stupid grin as he held Fleur close.
"You won't be the only new redheaded fathers for long."
George whooped and released Draco to catch his big brother in a rough hug before he kissed Fleur on the cheek. "Congratulations the both of you! It will be nice for our little one to have a cousin the same age to play with."
"Yes, congratulations." Draco agreed and shook both their hands. It was nice not being the only one in a 'delicate' condition.
Fred grinned and slapped Bill on the back before kissing Fleur's hand gallantly. He then slipped his own arm around Draco again. "That's great," he winked at Fleur, "when he gets to be a prat let us know, we'll send you free Sympathy Pains for him."
"Oh I'm sure William here will be a perfect gentleman." Draco said pleasantly. "Just like my boys here, there will be no need for any Sympathy Pains since you will be very understanding of my discomfort without them right?"
"Absolutely!" George hurriedly agreed. Sometimes their dragon was most scary when he was utterly polite.
Fred kissed Draco's cheek. "Of course dragon. We did promise remember?"
Bill chuckled, "We just wanted to tell you before Mum since I figure Fleur would like someone to commiserate with who's in the same boat almost at exactly the same time. Mum tends to tell horror stories." He leaned close and spoke so only Draco could hear, "Whatever you do, neverlet her tell you about my or the twins births. Trust me, you're better off not knowing."
Draco paled, he did not want to hear any kind of horror stories, he was quite nervous about everything without them.
"Oi, don't scare our dragon." George wrapped his arm around Draco and glared at his brother. "Don't worry about mum, just tune her out if she starts on her birthing stories and remember that it can't have put her off too much since she continued to pop them out." He kissed Draco's ear.
Bill opened his mouth but was silenced by Fleur, who congratulated the trio on their bonding and pulled her husband away towards Molly and Arthur.
Fred squeezed Draco gently, "Yeah. I think Mum's tales are just exaggerations to scare us away from forgetting contraceptive charms." He blushed a bit when his new bondmate gave him an incredulous look. "I didn't say it was an effective method of getting us to remember."
George couldn't help but giggle, the look on his brother's face was just too precious. "You're so hot you melt our brains baby, who can remember anything when we have you all naked and gorgeous?"
Draco huffed and pinched George but his cheeks turned delightfully pink, at least George thought it was delightful.
There was a happy shout and Molly glomped both Bill and Fleur vigorously.
Fred chuckled and beamed. "Today is an absolutely perfect day. Though I for one can't wait til we can sneak away to our honeymoon spot." He waggled his brows in a comical licentious manner.
Draco snorted but leaned his head against Fred's shoulder. "Me neither. As wonderful as this is I can't wait to get you alone."
George felt the same, he longed to be alone with his lovers where he could drop all masks and just be himself.
Fred caught the look and mischief bloomed on his face. "Well we've cut the cake, opened the dancing, done all the obligations and whatnot and I've got the portkey," he fished a shiny disc from his pocket, "So what do you say we get out of here?"
"Sounds brilliant to me." George nodded. "Let's go, they can party just as hard without us here, we've done our bit."
Draco, took hold of their hands. "I agree, time for some private celebrating."
Sirius caught sight of the newlyweds just as they disappeared and barked out a laugh. "And there they go," he grinned at his brother, "I told you they'd never stay longer than absolutely necessary, no matter how strongly Draco believes in social obligations. Pay up."
"You actually bet on it?" Remus eyebrows disappeared underneath his fringe. "Now that is just low...And you Regulus, how could you bet against Sirius on this? They are teenagers...Hormonal teenagers who just got the formal go ahead to show their carnal love as they want with state and whatnot's blessing. You must have known they would leave as soon as they could. Wouldn't you want to leave Harry?"
"Whoa...I don't know how I got pulled into this." Harry shook his head. "But yes...I would leave, I don't even think I could have made it as long as they actually did."
Regulus tugged his robes just a bit straighter, "I had thought that Draco would maintain a bit more social decorum. As for the bet, I will 'pay up' tomorrow."
Sirius snorted, "Social decorum versus pregnant, teenage hormones. Decorum never stood a chance."
"Aww, poor sweetie." Harry wrapped himself around Regulus tightly. "Do you need me to kiss the sting of bitter defeat better?"
"You're absolutely evil." Remus said to his mate. "What did you bet anyway? Money or something worse? If I recall right you were all about the humiliation when it came to collecting your bet winnings."
Sirius grinned and sing-songed, "I'll never teeeeeeell." He leaned in close and whispered so low that it was only thanks to his werewolf senses that Remus heard him at all, "at least not here. I'll tell you what's being planned when we get home."
"Evil I say." Remus said but he was grinning while he said it and shifted a sleeping Rigel in his arms. "Now Iwant to go home too."
Regulus lifted a brow at the two, slipping his arms around Harry. He looked down at his lover, "I'd rather a dance mon amour."
"A dance over a kiss...I must be losing my touch." Harry sighed and shifted his hands so that he was in a dancing position. "Let's dance then...Oh and I apologize in advance for any bruised toes."
Regulus nudged Harry further out onto the dance floor and out of Remus and Sirius' earshot before rearranging the younger man's hands and pulling him close before starting to move them both to the slow music. His rough voice purred in Harry's ear, "You'll never lose your touch. I wanted to be close to you like this. And who says I really lost? I'm a Slytherin remember?"
"Mmm, you're mySlytherin." Harry practically melted against him. Regulus was right, it was really nice being close like this, moving to the beat of the music. "Remind me not to doubt you again."
"I'll keep that in mind mon amour." He leaned his cheek on the top of Harry's head and smiled as he heard the rush of the temporary floo near where Remus and Sirius had been. "They left didn't they?"
"Oh yes, they most definitely did." Harry chuckled and tightened his grip on his lover. "You really do know how to play your brother don't you? You've made it into an art. I don't really know whether I should be impressed or a little scared."
Regulus hummed and relished Harry being so close. "I'd never do anything to hurt Siri or you or Remus so be impressed. I do wonder if Remus will tell Siri he's been played though."
"He won't." Harry turned a little so that he could nuzzle his nose against Regulus' neck. "Remus will play along and be ridiculously impressed by whatever Sirius tells him. It's almost sickening how much they love each other."
"Is it?" He chuckled softly, "I find myself hoping that others feel much the same way when speaking of you and I and that they're mad with jealousy."
"Well you and I are sickening in a cute way...Of course they are mad with jealousy." Harry smiled and nuzzled his nose deeper, breathing in Regulus' scent.
"Good. I do so enjoy knowing that they're turning green with envy knowing that they've no chance whatsoever with you amour." Regulus tilted Harry's chin up, "Let's make any of those who do want you a little greener," he pressed his lips against his younger lover's.
Harry kissed back and his fingers came up to tangle in Regulus' hair. "No chance at all," He whispered against Regulus' lips. "You're the only one I see, the only one I'll ever want. If anyone's jealous they are jealous of me for having you." Harry pulled his lover down for another deeper kiss.
Regulus slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth just as a few catcalls and whistles began. he smirked into the kiss and with a quick pop, apparated them into the library at Grimmauld Place. he pulled Harry down to sit with him on the loveseat, the younger man in his lap, their lips still locked together.
"What, not into exhibitionism?" Harry grinned and caught Regulus' bottom lip between his teeth and pulled on it carefully. His fingers running through Regulus' long black hair.
"Mmm I wanted to be home. Never have been fond of crowds," the older man ran his hands up then down Harry's back, closing his eyes at the strokes through his hair. "Less fond of them now."
"Can't say I disagree." Harry continued to card his fingers through shiny hair while placing kisses on Regulus' eyelids, cheekbones and chin. "Why bother with crowds when I can be with you?" Harry moved his hands and started working on the buttons of Regulus' robes. He could have done it with magic but Harry liked the suspense and the slow reveal of smooth skin.
Regulus had a vague thought of telling Harry they shouldn't do this here but he banished it. Except for Remus and Sirius they were alone in the house at the moment and he didn't particularly care to move.
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Regulus tangled his tongue with Harry's languidly, his arms coming up around his lover gently. "Je t'aime mon amour." He nuzzled Harry's cheek, content to allow his guards to fall though only in Harry's presence would he do so.
"I love you too, more than anything." Harry was satisfied to stay there with his lover's arms around him just like this, just being near Regulus was perfection and Harry didn't need anything else.
Sirius laid his son in the crib after finally getting his stubborn baby to sleep and bounced back into his and Remus' bedroom, where his mate was sitting on the bed watching him with amusement.
"Did he fall asleep alright?" Remus looked at his lover, amazed that someone still could have enough energy to bounce after a wedding and then putting their more than stubborn child to sleep. Remus had taken the time to change out of his robes and into a worn pair of cotton sleep pants while Sirius was busy with their son. Remus did not feel comfortable in dress robes, wearing them sort of felt like a lie, as if he was pretending to be something he wasn't.
"Yeah," Sirius went about stripping off his dress robes until he was just in the trousers and then he flopped onto the bed, his head in Remus' lap. He reached up and played with his mate's hair. "As soon as he got his lullaby he dropped off like a rock."
"Mm, good." Remus smiled down at Sirius and traced the other man's features with the tip of his finger. "You really do have a very nice singing voice, very soothing."
Sirius smiled, "Why thank you very much bien-aime." He tugged on Remus' hair gently. "So you want to know about the bet?" His eyes glimmered with impish delight.
"I do, I'm about to burst with excitement here." Remus looked at his beautiful mate's expression and fell in love all over again. He loved to see that kind of happiness in his lover's eyes and he would do anything to keep it there, even play along when it was clear as day that Regulus had played his brother and played him good.
"Reg will now be handling the planning for our wedding, I've given him all the lists of colors and food and stuff so all we have to do is sit back, relax, go for robe fittings, and watch it all come together." He lightly drummed his fingers over Remus' cheekbone, "Plus, and I didn't tell you he was planning this before now but, he's going to ask Harry to marry him after he graduates, now I've won the right to help him plan a wildly extravagant...well for Reg and Harry it'll be wildly extravagant anyway, proposal."
Remus' lips twitched and he leaned down to give his mate an upside down kiss. "Gods I love you Sirius, I can't even tell you how much I utterly adore you. Promise me that you'll never ever change."
"Mmm," Sirius leaned up into the kiss, "Why would I? the way I am works for me."
"The way you are works for me too, it works very, very well and has me head over heels in love with you." Remus kissed him again and moved his finger down to trace Sirius' mate mark lightly.
Sirius shivered and nipped at his mate's bottom lip, "Moony, don't start start something unless you intend to finish it."
"Oh I intend to finish it Pads." Remus grinned and flicked his tongue over Sirius' lips as he continued to trace the mate mark.
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The animagus snugged his face against Remus' neck, licking a bit at the sweat salty skin, and just wrapped his legs around his mate's hips, more than content to stay right where he was until something urgent forced them to move. "Je t'aime. My sweet wolf, my partner in all things."
"And I love you my mate, my heart and my very soul." Remus answered him softly. He whispered a simple cleaning charm to get rid of the sticky mess and pulled the blankets over their cooling bodies. He was completely satisfied and content, lying here in bed with his world wrapped up in his arms.
Hermione orchestrated the return and tuck in of all the Weasleys with a shake of her head. Even Ginny had somehow gotten her hands on alcohol and was tipsy. As for Molly and Arthur, both were entirely too giddy, cuddly and tipsy for Hermione's comfort as she'd seen them to their room then promptly shut the door and added a secondary layer of silencing charms on the room. Now she, being the sole person in the house who'd remained for the entire reception and who wasn't falling down drunk, intended to get a book from the library, read for a bit, then go to bed and wallow in the fact that she'd lost time with Severus by taking up the responsibility of 'Designated Apparator'. It only took one glance in the library to see that that plan was not to be. She shook her head at Harry and Regulus curled up on the loveseat like two kittens and dead asleep. After conjuring a blanket for them she headed to the kitchen to brew some tea.
She was brooding into the steaming cup when a very soft tapping came from the window. She turned and saw a raven perched there with a scrap of paper in its beak and went to let the bird in. It dropped the note into her hand and she blinked at the familiar scrawl. 'I'm at the door. Let me in? S.S.'
Severus was still in his dark green dress robes, leaning against the wall next to the door when it opened and Hermione was looking at him with something akin to amusement.
"You do know that the wards are set to let you in don't you?" Hermione opened the door wider and invited him in. The man looked really good in his dress robes and again Hermione wished that she had gotten to spend more time with him at the reception. Sometimes it sucked being the responsible one all the time. "Please do come inside this nest of the drunk and the amorous, I was having tea, do you want some?" Hermione couldn't squash the joy she felt that Severus had come to see her, it instantly made the night brighter.
He stepped inside. "Yes I would." He removed the outer robe and hung it on the coat rack by the door. "I dislike coming in to another's home without announcing myself and as the majority are drunk or as you said amorous, I would have hated to wake or interrupt them simply because I wished to enjoy your company some more."
"Well I'm glad you came and I'm very, very glad for the company." She led him into the kitchen and fetched another teacup and saucer from the cupboard and placed it on the table next to hers. "Please do sit down, I was just sitting here thinking about you actually. Having the object of my thoughts coming for a visit is a very nice surprise."
"Really, and just what were these thoughts?" His eyes caught the light in a slightly mischievous manner.
"Ah you know, this and that...How boring it is to always be the good girl." Hermione's eyes glittered with humor as he poured his tea and took a sip of her own.
He leaned in so that their faces were scant centimeters away and one long finger trailed down her cheek and neck. "So you want to be bad," he traced his finger back up her throat to run it over her lips, "with me?"
Hermione shuddered at his touch and caught his finger between even, white teeth, licking at the pad for a moment before releasing the digit. "Severus, I would loveto be bad with you." She looked at him from below her lashes and smiled a teasing smile.
He returned the smile and leaned closer to nuzzle the spot just below her ear. "I look forward to joining you in misbehavior then," his voice was a deep purr.
Smiling Hermione tilted her head to give Severus more room. Her fingers coming up to cup his face, she pulled him up so that she could kiss him. "Let's be bad then."
His hand slid to the back of her neck and he sank his mouth against hers in a slow, sensual kiss that deepened by degrees. His tongue flicked against her bottom lip as his other hand stroked down her side, laying warm against her waist.
Oh the man could kiss, there was no question about that. Hermione arched against him and her hand slid into his hair as she continued to slide her tongue lazily against his. She could feel heat build up between them and she loved it.
Severus slipped his tongue past her teeth with a pleased growling purr and his hand moved up to cup her breast. He gently squeezed the soft mound and stroked his thumb over the covered nipple, reveling in the soft sound she made.
It was weird that such a simple touch could cause such a reaction. Hermione's entire body tingled and she could feel her nipples draw into tight peaks. The hand she had in Severus' hair tightened and her other hand ran down his chest, searching its way underneath his robes and shirt.
He pulled her closer, lifting her into his lap without breaking the kiss, so his hands could roam her curves easily. He sighed softly into her mouth as her hands managed to find their way beneath his clothes and her nimble fingers played over his skin, occasionally exploring a scar as if trying to see by touch alone.
Hermione shifted in his lap and squeezed her thighs around his hips, she loved the power she felt by straddling him like this. She nibbled on his kiss swollen lips before she nipped her way along his jaw and down his neck, tasting the salty and spicy smelling skin. Hermione's hands continued to map out warm skin and she pressed against him, wanting to come closer still.
Severus allowed his head to fall back, giving her free reign to do as she pleased. His hands smoothed up her legs and under the robes that had rucked up when she'd straddled him. He smirked at the lacy top of the stockings that his fingers encountered banding around her thighs and almost groaned when he realized they were held up with a garter belt. He wondered just what color her knickers were and tormented himself for a few moments envisioning her in varying colors and styles of lingerie, feeling his body respond even more emphatically to the mental images as her hands and mouth roamed his skin.
His fingers were so teasing on her skin, Hermione felt them like butterfly wings on her thighs and she almost whined, wanting more. There was a heavy ache between her legs and she could feel herself grow moist. Hermione quickly unbuttoned his shirt far enough that she could lick and bite her way along his protruding collar bone. She couldn't help but rub her ass along his groin, she wanted him to be just as affected as she was.
He growled very softly and ran his hand over the skin of her inner thigh up to the juncture of her body. He ran his fingers along the silk gusset of her panties, a rather primitive smirk curving his lips as he felt the material growing damp. His eyelids fell to half mast as she nipped at his skin, not minding the small bites in the least.
She pushed herself towards his fingers as her mouth slid lower down his chest until she could lave her tongue over a small, flat male nipple. Hermione circled the small nipple with the tip of her tongue over and over again before she closed her lips over the nub and suckled gently. She could feel his arousal where she sat perched on his lap and she pushed down on it, rocked her body softly as she continued to nibble on him.
Severus slipped his fingers under the gusset just as he saw the door open a tad and met a pair of horrified brilliant green eyes and one of highly amused silver. He just lifted a brow and murmured huskily to Hermione, "What say we continue this in your room love?"
Since Hermione had her back against the door she hadn't seen it open but she was all for getting Severus to her bedroom. "Sounds very good," She whispered against his chest and gave another little nibble. "I can't wait to get you into bed with me."
Harry turned and buried his face against his lover, some things he didn't need to hear or see.
Regulus slipped his arm around Harry and held up a conjured map of the third floor where the family bedrooms were with his other hand so Severus knew where to Apparate to and in the blink of an eye the potion master and the infamous know-it-all were gone in near silent apparation. He ran his hand down Harry's back, "They've gone love."
A green eye peered out from Regulus' chest to make sure and when he saw that the kitchen was indeed empty he sighed in relief. "Not what I had expected to find in the kitchen in the middle of the night." Harry grinned impishly. "Though I can't say that I was surprised to see Mione on top."
Regulus chuckled and nudged Harry into the room so he could fix them a spot of dinner. He went to the cooling cupboard and pulled out the fixings for a sandwich. "No certainly not what either of us were expecting to find in the kitchen."
Harry slid into a chair on the other side of the table from where his friend and Snape had gotten it on. "I'm happy for her though, happy that Snape finally can show her how he feels and they do deserve to be a little naughty...I just didn't need to witness it."
"Almost as horrifying as hearing Remus and Sirius that first time hm?" Regulus quickly made four sandwiches, two for each of them, and retrieved a pair of sodas from the cooling cupboard before coming to sit next to his lover.
"Oh yes, this definitely is right at the top of the horrifying moments list." Harry nodded and grabbed a sandwich, biting into it happily. Who knew that a little library romp would make you so hungry?
"Well let us hope no one else decides they need to scar you mentally. Of course if it were any other couple we could have some petty revenge but I rather think Hermione would take pictures and scrapbook them after getting over the initial shock."
Harry chuckled as he continued to eat. "Yeah, I think the scrapbook sounds highly plausible...Filled with moving wizarding photos. I'm game for most things but porn isn't one of them. I think we should keep our porn private, at least from Hermione."
"Mmhmm," the older man bit into his own food. "Do you recall, your final school year begins in a week and a half, and we've yet to get the supplies?"
"I know, after everything that's happened this summer school as sort of fallen into the background. I really need to get my supplies though." Harry sipped his soda and looked over at his lover. "I've been thinking about something, am I expected to sleep in Gryffindor Tower?" Harry hadn't slept alone since they got together and he was honestly not sure if he would be able to sleep without being allowed to curl up next to Regulus.
Regulus smirked, "You're expected to retire to Gryffindor Tower but, so long as you're not caught sneaking out, no one cares where seventh years wake up." He took a long drink from his own soda bottle. "So, shopping tomorrow? We can rouse every one with a cacophonous riot, making the drunkards rue the day they met alcohol."
"Sounds like a plan." Harry laughed and leaned against Regulus. "So Professor Black, are you ready for another year of teaching witless students the basic defense against the dark arts?"
Regulus heaved out a put upon sigh. "It shall surely be a strain upon my patience and good nature but yes. I am prepared to continue teaching the multitudes how to protect themselves from the darkest things our world has to offer and pass out homework guaranteed to make me more hated than Severus."
"Oh my, should I be worried?" Harry's eyes grew large and he bit his bottom lip as he pressed himself against his lover. "Is there anything, anything at all a poor little student can do to get in Professor Black's good graces?" Harry released his bottom lip with a wet pop and almost snorted at himself but he had fun.
Regulus leaned close and purred, "As a matter of fact there is." He brushed his lips over the lobe of Harry's ear, "You just have to," the edge of the younger man's jaw, "take initiative," a kiss to the chin, "and..." a brief kiss on the lips before Regulus pulled away, silver eyes glimmering with amusement, "study."
"Oh poo, you're no fun." Harry tried to sound put out but he couldn't keep from grinning. "All the other professors let me use my body to get by, I don't what I'll do if I'll actually have to open a book. What if I get a papercut?" Harry reached for the other sandwich and dug in.
"I'll just have to kiss it better then."
"Hm, I guess I can live with that." Harry tilted his head up and brushed his lips over his lover's. "For every successful test and studytime I do expect a reward in kisses...I need motivation."
Regulus trailed a finger over Harry's cheekbone, "Oh I think I can come up with something more...motivating than mere kisses." His eyes gleamed with a teasing light and plans that were already shifting through his mind.
"And suddenly studytime sounds like it will become my new favorite." Harry smiled and leaned into Regulus' touch. He was so crazily in love with the other man that hadn't it felt so wonderful he would have been scared to death for feeling somuch. "Come on love, eat up and let's go to bed. We need a little sleep if we're to go shopping."
"Second favorite amour, because if time with me isn't in the top spot, I'm doing something wrong." Regulus smiled at his lover. "Out of curiosity, can you sing?"
"You always have the top spot love, that's a given." Harry stole another kiss. "And can I sing? I really don't know, singing hasn't been high on any list of mine...At least the mirrors doesn't crack when I sing in the shower but that's about all I know."
Regulus chuckled, "Pity, I was hoping for screeching so horrible it would send a banshee running. We have to torment the sots somehow after all." For some reason Regulus was feeling positively...playful, almost Sirius-like. It was odd, he hadn't felt this playful nor given in to being this playful in years.
Harry chuckled happily. "Oh I can screech with the best of them if that's what you want love. I'm all for tormenting the poor sods until they feel like breaking down in tears." This was a new side of his lover and Harry loved it, just as he did with everything that was a part of Regulus.
"Perfect then." Regulus brought Harry's hand to his lips. "So first we're evil and then we'll get the school supplies, I've been requested to pick up Draco's for him as well."
"Too bad the git is my brother now, I could have had so much fun messing with his school supplies." Harry heaved an exaggerated sigh. "Ah well, I guess I have to settle for making Ron miserable tomorrow. Come now...You...Me...Bed."
"Oh yes mon amour," Regulus rose to his feet and followed Harry up the stairs.
