A/N:I apologize for the mix-up on Chapter 11. I changed Seb's previous pronunciations and accidentally used my other story's Chapter 11 instead for this one. It's back up now. Thanks for the heads up! thecrazybigpippin: June day is like a shade of yellow, hahaha sorry bout that
Chapter 21
Severus' birthday was typically celebrated with a bottle of Ogden's finest Firewhisky and muggle takeaway Chinese food.
Like many things in his life after Harry, the way he celebrated his birthday also changed.
Severus woke up way too early in the morning, unbelievably hard. As it turned out, Harry wanted to surprise him...
And surprised he was. Harry had his mouth locked around Severus' leaking cock, swallowing almost all of his length and alternating between sucking the head and licking from base to top of his shaft.
"Merlin, Harry!" moaned Severus, hands fisting on the sheets and hips bucking up against the lustful mouth.
Harry released him with a pop and crawled up like a panther ready to strike his prey. The young man leaned down and captured Severus' lips in a deep, frenzied kiss. Seeking the friction he desperately craved, Severus thrust his hips upward in a rocking motion, making their bodies grind against each other, earning him a throaty moan from the man hovering above him.
Harry trailed wet kisses and licks down to Severus' jaw to the column of his throat and then nipping his way to his earlobe, sucking softly, and whispered, "Happy Birthday, babe."
Severus had no time to react when Harry snapped his fingers, wandlessly and wordlessly vanishing the rest of their clothes. The kiss that followed was gentle and soft, telling Severus of his love for him. The younger wizard gripped on Severus' erection and pumped it once, twice, and slowly lowered himself on the cock, bottoming entirely.
"Oh... oh fuck!" cried Severus, grabbing Harry by the waist and helping him ride him to pleasure. "You're going to be the death of me, Potter!" He hissed.
Harry merely giggled and continued to rock and grind against the man, lips sliding along the side of his neck down to his collar bone, nipping lightly on the skin and tasting the salty sweat on his lover's delicious body.
A muffled sound escaped Severus' lips as he threw his head back at the intensity of the pleasure a riding Harry brought him. He frantically gripped on Harry's own steel-hard cock and jerked it along his thrusts, trying to make the younger man cum before him.
Within a couple of thrusts, Harry slumped down on Severus' heaving chest, his own heart hammering and breathing ragged from the vigorous activity, Severus' spent cock still inside him. Harry softly brushed their lips together in sort of a whisper as he pulled himself off the man.
Severus chuckled when Harry plopped down next to him in bed, sweating and properly fucked. "Happy birthday, indeed."
Of course, that was only the beginning of his wonderful day. Two hours later, when both Harry and Sev finally got out of bed, freshly showered and currently dressing, a tiny form came barreling into their Master suite.
"Papa! you birfday!" exclaimed Sebastian cheerfully, who judging by the clothes and the hair had just woken up, and slammed their door open with a sheepish Dippy falling behind.
"Dippy is sorry, Masters. Little master wants to come in your room," said the trusted house-elf.
Sebastian giggled at Dippy and patted on his head which was a little difficult for the boy as Dippy was still slightly taller than him, "Silly Dippy, is papa's birfday!"
Harry smiled at Dippy and told her it was fine and that she can forego breakfast since they'll be going out. The elf disappeared and Severus knelt on the ground and opened his arms to let his son give him a hug. Sebastian squealed and dashed into Severus in a matter of seconds.
Harry who was on the other side of the room taming his hair, walked towards his boys and pecked their cheeks, "Come, my love. Let's get you dressed." Harry took the boy from his papa and leaned back to Severus to press a soft kiss to his lips, making the man smile.
"Hurry up and finish dressing. We'll see you downstairs."
Severus had no idea what Harry planned for the day but he did know they were supposed to go on a trip as a family. It thrilled Severus that for once, someone else wanted to celebrate his birthday with him. He hadn't had anyone do that for him since Lily. It was ironic how of all people that would celebrate with him, it had to be her son.
Severus put on his jet black waistcoat over his deep purple dress shirt, something Harry chose for him. He imagined wherever they might be going must be semi-formal as Harry also wore a dress shirt and a vest but of white and gray respectively.
He found his two men on the kitchen, Sebastian sitting on top of the counter while Harry was calmly leaning over Seb with his forearms resting on the smooth marble. Both hadn't noticed Severus walking towards them since they seemed to be having a serious discussion, as serious a discussion can be with a toddler. Little did Severus know they were only discussing which cereal brand should they buy next grocery shopping.
Harry jumped a little in surprise when Severus pressed his body behind the man and settled both hands beside him, locking him between them. Severus winked at Sebastian who giggled before kissing the back of Harry's neck.
"Where exactly are we headed, Mr. Potter?" drawled Severus mirthfully.
Harry turned slightly to his lover and smirked, "We're going on a picnic."
Severus gazed at Harry in confusion. He glanced down to Sebastian and saw the little boy was also wearing a purple dress shirt and an adorable gray waistcoat, a combination of the both of them.
"A picnic?" asked a bewildered Severus, "In these clothes?"
Harry pushed Severus off him a little and picked Sebastian from the counter to set him back down on the ground. "You'll see," grinned Harry, giving Severus a wry smile.
Severus arched an eyebrow but didn't say anything else. Harry motioned for him to follow as he held Sebastian in one hand. The little boy looked back up to him and grinned, looking as excited as always. They were close to reaching outside the Prince Manor gate when Severus realized they would be apparating to wherever their picnic may be.
Harry pulled Sebastian up to perch on his hip and held onto Severus' hand. "I'm going to apparate us, and before you ask, yes I can side-apparate you both," he chuckled when Severus opened his mouth to ask exactly what Harry thought he might.
Severus playfully scowled at the younger man and intertwined their fingers, lifting his other hand to hold onto Sebastian's back for extra protection.
Harry apparated them in the middle of a forest. Severus was definitely curious what Harry had planned and why precisely did he apparate them in the middle of nowhere, in formal clothes no less.
Harry saw the turmoil in Severus' expression and rolled his eyes before placing Seb back on the ground. "Patience, darling. We are not there yet. This is a muggle place."
The younger wizard kept his hand on Severus' and his other hand holding Sebastian's as they walked to what Severus realized was the path out of the woods. They finally stopped in front of a gate with a small security building in the middle.
"Good morning, welcome to Oakland Farm and Restaurant. Do you have a reservation?" A middle-aged man in uniform asked, smiling.
Harry removed his hand from Severus and took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket, giving it to the man. "Yes, we do."
The staff peered at the piece of paper before gasping, "Mr. Potter! The place is ready for you and your family. Please head down to the first building on the right. Someone will come and give you a ride."
Harry smiled at the man and nodded. Severus mindlessly followed Harry, even more confused of what was happening. Harry said it was a muggle place so why was the staff acting as if he knew and respected Harry with a mere look on his name?
"The Potters owned a few muggle establishments and companies, mostly managed by the squib lines. I found this place when I was looking for properties the Potters or Blacks owned for the apothecary," said Harry. "When I saw a brochure of this place, I remembered those picnics we had at the backyard. This is a muggle outdoor restaurant, basically a picnic fine-dining experience. It reminds me of you, actually, very formal and stern yet also loves the simple things in life."
"That is quite the comparison, Harry. I did not know the Potters ventured into business in the muggle world," said Severus.
Harry shrugged and glanced to the side, possibly looking out for the club car that was meant to take them further inside the farm. "I didn't either, but it actually made a quarter of the Potter fortune."
Severus nodded, thinking of the possible investments he might make in the muggle world. The Prince money merely sat duck on the vaults and he supposed he could take his Head duties to the business level.
The club car finally arrived to take them in. Sebastian was especially happy seeing their ride. Severus thought he might have to buy a smaller version of this contraction for Prince Manor.
The driver took them to a quieter side of the farm. They passed by some of the customers, also in formal suits and dresses, but sitting on picnic tables, probably being served their third course. The place was beautiful, to put it mildly. Severus imagined it would look majestic during the night, when all the lights were on and fire burning on the many fire pit surrounding the area.
Where they would have their brunch was a little more private than usual. In the middle of a vast ground was a wooden deck with a single picnic table. The small area was covered under an exquisite wooden pergola with vines twisting and climbing all over.
A waiter was standing at the side, holding a bottle of champagne. Harry nodded gratefully at the staff whose eyes beamed at his boss' kindness. The trio sat down on the picnic table littered with tons of food with Sebastian on his complementary booster.
The waiter, who they found out was named John, poured them a glass of champagne and grape juice for the toddler's little plastic wine cup which the two-year-old absolutely adored. After that, Harry thanked John and told him he may leave and relax, that they would be fine.
While they usually serve multiple course meals, what the little family would be having was a special brunch. Their brunch was almost as big as their Christmas dinner. They had a plateful of bacon, breakfast sausages, eggs benedict, croissants, a basket of different types of bread, hash browns, smoked salmon, a whole lobster, muffins, crepes, Belgian waffles, and assorted fruits.
Severus knew they won't be able to eat even a quarter of the food but Harry assured him it would be fine. The Oakland Farm and Restaurant donates left-over food to a local homeless shelter, a practice they've been doing for over ten years.
"The place is beautiful, Harry. Did you know which of your ancestors built this?" asked Severus, taking a bite of his buttered lobster meat.
"My grandfather Fleamont, actually. I did not know the exact story but I've read the ledger. It only says he had it made for his grandchildren," shared Harry.
Severus hummed. He never thought he'd be fine talking about Potters without a single contempt. "Your grandfather, I believe, was a kind man, at least that is what your mother says."
Harry chuckled and took a sip of his champagne. "I forgot you were friends with my mother. Do you think she would have been fine with us being together?"
"I am unsure. I know your father must be rolling in his grave but Lily would have been happy if you are happy and cared for," said Severus. "Although, if you were Sebastian and he suddenly decided he loves Longbottom at 20, I would throttle the man in his sleep, so, you see, I am very unsure." The sarcasm in Severus' tone at the last part was evident.
Harry let out a laugh, getting the attention of the little boy messing his clothes with maple syrup from the waffles. I'll clean him later, thought Harry, before focusing back to Severus. "You don't have to worry about that. Neville's in a long-term relationship with Hannah from Hufflepuff."
"Be that as it may," drawled the man. Severus glanced towards Seb and cannot stop himself from smiling, "If your parents were alive, I don't think they would have accepted us with open arms."
Harry sighed. "Yeah, I know it's wishful thinking but it would be great if they did."
Severus took Harry's hand in his and softly placed a kiss on his knuckles, "It doesn't matter anymore, my love."
Harry leaned over and gave him an equally soft kiss on the lips, smiling as the man parted them and tried to deepen the kiss.
"Papa, stop! no more kissy," cried their two-year-old, making Harry laugh and Severus groan. Harry could hear the older man's muttering of being cock-blocked by his own son.
Harry turned to Seb and pulled out his wand to clean him. "You don't like papa kissing daddy?"
"Uh-huh. No big kissy," nodded the boy gravely.
"And why is that, son?" Severus inquired, lifting one eyebrow in question.
Sebastian inhaled one big breath and replied, tone so serious it seemed like he was talking down to the adult, "cos dada need bweathe, papa. Big kissy don't bweathe."
Harry could not stop laughing at Sebastian' expression. It was so similar to Severus' when he taught potions, like he was talking to someone so stupid.
Severus scowled at Harry knowing exactly what went through his meager brain. "Do be quiet, Potter. It is not that funny."
"Did you... see his... face?" Harry had to grab on the edge of the table to keep him in place from all the laughter.
Severus subtly kicked him from under, making sure Seb didn't see. It won't be a good influence if the toddler saw his papa kick his daddy at all.
When Harry finally calmed, he pulled Severus towards him and pressed a kiss on the tip of his nose. "Gods, Seb is like your mini-me."
Severus rolled his eyes in mirth, giving Harry his own kiss on the same spot. "I do love you, you know that?"
"I know. I love you, too. Happy birthday."
They did not spend all day at the restaurant. Harry wanted to treat Severus to a full-on muggle experience even though Severus was technically half-blood. It was something that Severus never had done before. Sure he was half-blood and grew up in the muggle world but he never had the chance to experience the things Harry prepared for him.
Harry and Sebastian had to pull a stubborn Severus into a McDonalds chain to grab a snack. A few people were staring at them, maybe from their unusual choice of clothes for dining at a fast food. Some even smiling at the picture of the family, probably thinking both were Severus' children, to be honest.
"Really, Harry? A fast food chain? Do you want to stuff Sebastian and yourself with chemicals?" droned Severus.
"We're only doing this once! And Seb hadn't had fast food before," argued Harry.
"And he won't be having any more after this," Severus reluctantly let the two pull him inside. He eyed the food and the people with utter distaste.
Sebastian, thankfully, did not think McDonald's was the best thing in the world. Merlin knows what Severus might do if it had been. He had enough trouble saying no to Sebastian and he won't ever want his son to get too familiar with junk food.
To add to the muggle experience, Harry also bought tickets for an animated film called Monsters Inc. the day before. He knew Severus would have preferred a more action-packed or historical movie but he was also positive Severus hadn't seen a children's movie before.
"This might not be the kind of film you enjoy watching but it's one of the two movies Seb is allowed in," said Harry sheepishly. It was already past 3 in the afternoon and the film would be starting soon.
"That is fine, Harry. I would rather watch some film about what was it again... monsters? Are you sure Sebastian can watch this?" Severus stared at the poster outside the movie theater.
"Yes, Sev. It's for kids. It's not a scary movie," chuckled Harry, holding Sebastian in his arms.
"Alright then, I would still rather watch this," he gestured to the poster, "with the both of you than watch something I think I might like alone."
Harry grinned at his lover, "I need to warn you, Seb likes movies. He might get a bit over-excited."
Severus did not bother holding back his snort, "Again, when is he not?"
Severus honestly cannot say he liked the movie one bit and he was glad there weren't many who decided to watch it the same time as they did. He can't imagine what it might have been if the theater was filled with unruly children.
However, Severus would also admit seeing Sebastian (and Harry) enjoy the film thoroughly was gratifying. He had Harry resting his head on his shoulder the whole time and Sebastian preferring to sit on his lap instead of his designated seat. This was one of the many wonderful moments he never may have experienced if not for a magical conception and Harry's astounding capacity to forgive and to love.
Today's event was not in any way extravagant and luxurious but it was the best birthday he could ever ask for. He was a contented, happy father and lover. They could stay at home and eat muggle instant noodles and he would have been happy as long as he could spend his day with his two men.
"So am I really doing this?" Harry asked to no one in particular.
Harry finally found a wonderful location for his apothecary. The Potters actually owned properties both in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade but he personally preferred the one in Hogsmeade more. It may be because it was a lot closer to Hogwarts and had a bigger chance of success given that there was no apothecary in Hogsmeade as of the moment.
"This is a good business venture, Harry," replied Fred and backed up by George. Harry had contacted them along with Hermione to look over his business plan.
Hermione patted his knee, "I agree, Harry. You do not have a competition in Hogsmeade and students and staff alike from Hogwarts would be your first and main target."
Harry inhaled sharply before finally signing over the documents. He had a discussion with Dennis Creevey just a few days before and he was surprised to know Dennis was actually very good in business. His parents owned a small muggle grocery store and he used to help out during the summer.
It was official, recorded in the Ministry and Gringotts, that Harry Potter now owned P&P Apothecary, from both the Potter and Prince family name. Harry initially wanted to use Snape's surname but the man refused to give his magic-hating father's muggle name a worthy wizarding standing. If Harry really wanted to incorporate his name in the new shop, he might as well use Prince. Severus even planned to take the Prince name once he and Harry finally get married, if they ever do.
It wasn't that Severus was embarrassed to be half-blood. No, he just did not want to pass on the Snape name to his son. Sebastian did not deserve to be named from a sadistic, drunk bastard. The Princes, Severus had realized, were very good people apart from a few ancestors and his pureblood maniac grandfather who disowned his mum.
"When do you plan to have PP Apothecary set up?" asked George, sprawling himself on the chaise in the Prince library.
"It's going, actually. Dennis is friends with Anthony's cousin. He had the shop commissioned. The Goldsteins are one of the best architects in the magical world," shrugged Harry as he placed the documents back on the folders and compiled it on a new-added smaller shelf.
Hermione nodded at him approvingly as did the twins. "So we only need to prepare for the opening. Has Severus said anything about when he thinks it should happen?" she asked.
"He thinks we should do it after Seb's birthday so that's... 5 weeks from now."
"After Sebastian's birthday is a good plan, perhaps on the 10th or 11th. That's enough time to finish reconstructing, decorating and stocking the shop. It's a weekend so the rest of the Weasleys and our friends can attend the opening," agreed Hermione.
"You're right. Thanks guys," said Harry, smiling.
His three friends left after lunch, leaving Harry alone in the Manor. Severus had a meeting with the Head of the Experimental Treatment Research Department in St. Mungo's and brought Sebastian along, the father and son duo planning to go get ice cream after.
Severus told Harry of the Research Department's numerous projects including those the Princes previously funded and those he chose to fund himself. It was a worthy cause, Harry thought. He told Severus if the Department needed further funding, the Potters and the Blacks would be happy to help. When Severus told him about the scrapped project of growing an entire organ, Harry was dismayed. It would have been great to fund that specific study. George found his missing ear funny but Harry knew he would rather have two of them. And he and Severus could have another baby, that's a wonderful thought. Harry knew Severus wanted another child. He could see it every time the man steps out of the pensive after watching Harry's memories. He could see it every time he tucks Sebastian to bed. This time, it wouldn't have to be accidental and Severus might actually be with him throughout the pregnancy and the delivery.
Then again, it was a scrapped project. Unless someone else would continue it, everything would just be wishful thinking. No one still knew what the spell Lucius sent him, not even Severus who Harry let view his memory of the incident, so they couldn't use that again. Severus was smart and talented enough to continue the research but Harry also knew the man was still occupied with his Wolfsbane potion. It was almost finished and even better than he originally planned. Harry was so proud of his lover. Severus was very close to finding a cure for Lycanthropy. Maybe after that, Severus might venture into growing organs or at least something to allow male pregnancies the normal way.
That was Harry's line of thought when Severus and Sebastian stepped out of the floo.
"Dada!" cried the boy, "I haf ice cweam!"
Harry snorted at the child's messy face and wiped the chocolate smears off his face. He turned to Severus and pecked a kiss on his lips, "You couldn't just clean him off before stepping in the floo," drawled Harry in mirth.
Severus huffed, "I might have if given the chance. Your son wanted his daddy to clean him and not papa."
Harry only chuckled, "So he's my son, now?"
"He is if he's being naughty."
Harry turned to the grinning toddler between them, "Papa says you're being naughty, Sebastian. What did you do?"
Sebastian simply grinned wider at Harry and shook his head. "No nawty dada. I make fwends!"
Harry glanced back to Severus who rolled his eyes but a twitch could be seen on his lips, an effort to keep himself from smiling. "He saw another boy at Florean's and gave him his ice cream. I had to buy him another one but he gave it away to another girl. I had to wait until there weren't any more ice cream-less children in the store before I bought him one for himself. The parents were giggling and cooing, Harry, and not just at Sebastian but also at me. It was horrifying!"
Harry laughed at Severus' tale mainly because he really was horrified by the thought of being seen as cute. He reached up and kissed him on the cheek before whispering, "I think you're cute, too, babe," Harry then looked down to Sebastian, "And you, my darling boy, not naughty at all. You are very kind, my love. I am so proud of you."
The toddler beamed and raised both arms to be lifted which Harry gladly complied. Sebastian turned to Severus with a stern expression when he was perched on Harry's hip. "Sebbie good, papa. Dada say so."
The two parents laughed. Sebastian really was a miracle.