Chapter 30

The next day, Harry invited Hermione for lunch... well, more like demanded. In his defense, he did make her promise to tell him all about their impromptu wedding during Sunday lunch.

So, Harry sat on a table inside a small café just two blocks from the Leaky Cauldron, waiting for his friend. Hermione arrived only a few minutes later, clothes probably transfigured from her healer robes.

"Hello, Harry. Where is Sebastian?" asked Hermione as she seated herself opposite the man. Sebastian was usually with Harry so when Hermione found her friend without her godson, she had to ask.

"Severus is taking him to get his hair cut. Apparently, he isn't keen on having his hair long anymore," said Harry with an affectionate look on his face. "I've ordered for the two of us. I got you their vegetable pasta, thought you would like that."

"Thank you... Anyway, you wanted to know what happened?" Hermione never fidgeted but she can't help but be nervous. She was always the plan-first type of person and while she knew Harry would never be disappointed in them, Hermione still hoped her friend's outlook on her won't change.

Harry inclined his head faintly, another habit he got from Severus.

Hermione sighed and nodded, just as their food was delivered to them. They both thanked the waiter and Harry then put up muffliato. He arched an eyebrow at her, "You're not pregnant, are you?"

Hermione's eyes widened and quickly shook his head, "Merlin, no!.. and you look too much like Severus, it's weird."

Harry only snorted and gestured Hermione to start explaining. He certainly was curious. He can't see any reason why they had to get married right away if she was not pregnant. It wasn't every day your best friends suddenly announce they're married, especially not if one of them had the organizing skills that rivaled Severus'. It was simply uncharacteristic of her.

But that does not mean Harry disapproved of their choice. First, he had no right. Second, it would be hypocritical of him since his own relationship also happened so fast. And third, Ron and Hermione were likely meant for each other. Marriage seems inevitable.

"It's funny, actually," chuckled Hermione lightly. "Ron just meant to propose but then we uh... had a few celebratory drinks and when we woke up the morning after, we're already married."

What Hermione expected was a follow-up question of how it happened but Harry only stared at her in disbelief. He shook his head absentmindedly and then stared again before exclaiming, "You got drunk?!"

Hermione can't help but release an undignified chortle. Of course, that's what Harry focused on. Typical.

"Yes, and perhaps never again," muttered Hermione with a grumble at the end.

"You. got. drunk." Harry enunciated word per word as if he was waiting for Hermione to say it was a joke. "Hermione! The first time you decided to drink you ended up married!"

Harry was full-on laughing now. Oh, this was so much better than he expected, thought Harry. Out of all his friends, Hermione was always the one who refused to drink, saying she preferred her butterbeer than the good old bottle of Ogden's finest.

Hermione rolled her eyes but the corners of her lips turned slightly, also finding her predicament a little funny... at least now she did. Two weeks ago, she probably had berated her new husband for days just for suggesting they pop a bottle of champagne that turned two. Hermione always knew she could not hold her alcohol well that was why she does not typically indulge herself in drinks.

"How did you getting drunk ended up with a ring on your finger, anyway?" asked Harry when he finally calmed down.

"Yeah... we kind of woke up to a Ministry owl in our flat window carrying our marriage certificate. We took out our memories of the night and viewed it. Turns out I am a curious drunk. We tried a marriage ritual I read in a book and magic recorded it as real," said Hermione.

"Wow... and are you and Ron fine with what happened?"

"I mean, we're going to get married anyway. We can always have a reception if we want to but I don't think I'm into that idea. You know I don't like the attention."

Harry nodded in agreement. Of all the years he was friends with Hermione, the girl, like him, never was one for attention. And he knew Ron did not like big weddings especially if his mother had any part in it.

Harry would have wanted a secret wedding with Severus if he thought about it but he also wanted to have their family and friends to witness their union. He owed them that after disappearing for three years.

Severus, Harry knew, would agree to whatever he wanted and even though Severus wasn't keen on public appearances, Harry also knew his lover was a possessive bastard. Marrying Harry in front of an audience will surely bring him satisfaction that Harry was his forever.

The two friends then talked about their works, their partners, and Sebastian until it was time for Hermione to go back to work. Harry supposed he should return to the shop as well. Severus did inform Harry he'd drop Sebastian off in the afternoon after getting his hair cut.


Harry and Severus made sure that Saturdays were reserved for family time.

After bringing Sebastian to a muggle aquarium, the next week, they brought him to a wizarding one. And then they tried museums, parks, and even muggle malls. It was something they decided was important especially since their little boy was still little. They wanted Sebastian to grow up experiencing all the good things they hadn't when they were his age. They tried both magical and muggle not only because they wanted Sebastian to know both worlds, but also because Sebastian seemed to enjoy muggle outings more. The parents would give the muggles credit, they really do have a lot of activities and places built and designed for family activities. They went out to the muggle world so much that they decided to buy their own car, a 2003 Rolls-Royce Phantom. It was surprising when Severus informed Harry he knew how to drive, one of those few talents he bothered learning but hadn't much use of. Another was playing the violin. He even knew knitting. A man like him who lived a double life and had a red target on his head needed the distraction, and Severus' used learning as his distraction.

This time, they went to a "fun house" for children, a request by the child himself after they passed by the god-forsaken place on the way home from eating dinner at a restaurant.

It was a nightmare, to put it mildly. There were messy children running, screaming, and crying around the parking lot, being dragged out of the place by their parents.

"No, we're not going in there," said Severus seriously, glaring at the repulsive establishment called Playzone. He was holding Sebastian's hand tightly while the boy tried to free from the grip to get inside.

"Yes, we are," replied Harry with a smirk. "Man it up, babe. Seb asked for this specifically, and you know how rare he does that."

"I'd rather go to a Death Eater meeting," grumbled Severus.

When Sebastian saw the expression on his papa's face he stopped trying to pull him in. His papa did not want to come inside and Sebastian didn't want to make his papa sad. He tugged on his papa's sleeves to get his attention. "We don't hafto go, papa," mumbled Sebastian quietly.

The moment Sebastian looked at him with guilty eyes, Severus was a goner. How they were blessed with such a thoughtful angel was a mystery. There was no way he could say no to his baby.

Harry saw the conflict in Severus' face and knew right then the man would relent to going in.

"We'll go, little prince. You deserve a treat for being such a good boy." Severus dropped to his knee to level his eyes with his son and kissed his forehead.

"But you don't like it here. We can go to the restrant instead," said Sebastian with a sad smile.

"I like everything you like, angel. Come, your daddy is getting impatient. Don't tell him I said this but I think daddy wants to go in too," whispered Severus although he knew Harry could hear him.

Harry huffed but could not stop his lips from curling into a smile.

Sebastian's eyes widened and leaned closer to his papa, "Papa, I think daddy hear you."

Severus only chuckled and lifted Sebastian to his hip. "I guess he did, angel."

Severus took Harry's hand in his and together they walked into what originally was Severus' worst nightmare but because of Sebastian, he no longer saw it that way.

Well, not really. It's still his worst nightmare, he realized. The second they entered the place, it was literally a disaster waiting to happen. There were children hanging upside down on the atrocious looking playground, little figures bumping into each other, food and drinks splashed around, and even a few parents who looked like they were wishing to be anywhere but there. Severus was one of those parents.

Severus could not understand why he was letting Sebastian play with such undignified children. Victoire and Micah were never this... wild when they have play dates in the manor. Sebastian was heir to three noble names, a child of pedigree. Severus hadn't realized he was acting like a typical pureblood parent, thinking their child was superior to everyone else. Nevertheless, Sebastian really was one to be proud of. His son was well-mannered, kind, smart, and behaved. He had no idea what the muggles teach their offspring but considering they have McDonald's as a daily meal, he supposed it wasn't worth applauding.

No, Severus wasn't a muggle-hater. It would be hypocritical of him since he was a half-blood and he knew how developed the muggle world was. Magical children were sometimes worse, mostly purebloods who were boisterous, little spoiled brats thinking they own the world just because they have money and have "clean" blood. He taught in a school for Merlin's sake. He even went through worse in the magical school than a muggle one. The bullying was terrible. He was only thankful the magical world didn't have one of these... fun houses. This unruliness plus their trained superior attitude would be the death of him. He might have renounced magic altogether.

But for Sebastian, his precious son, he would be willing to do anything. Even if it meant he had to suffer a few hours in one of the earth's versions of hell.

Severus was stiffly sitting on one of the benches while keeping his eye on Sebastian like a hawk when a man dressed in semi-casual clothing approached. Harry left him there to get their food.

"Your first time?" the stranger asked with a half-smile.

Severus glanced at the man for a second before watching his son again. He nodded tightly, "As you can imagine," drawled Severus. "I assume this is yours as well?"

The man sat on the opposite bench and chuckled, "No, it's not my first. Unfortunately, my daughter loves this place. I'm basically a regular."

While Severus never cared for small talk especially with a stranger, his instincts told him there was no danger. "The things we do for our children," said Severus monotonously.

"Got that right. My name is Joshua, and that is my daughter, Maddy." The man, Joshua, pointed at the little raven-haired girl Sebastian was playing with.

Severus held his hand to shake the man's hand before introducing himself, "A pleasure. I am Severus. That's my son, Sebastian, playing with your daughter."

"I thought so. You have not removed your sight from him for a minute. Who are you with, if you don't mind me asking?"

"My fiancé... that man over there." Severus gestured towards the cashier.

Joshua was a little shocked that the stern-looking man was gay but shrugged, "That's nice."

Severus arched his eyebrow, "And you? Who are you with?"

"No one, actually. Maddy's nanny had to go home so I have to watch her myself for the next few days."

"What about her mother, then?" Severus asked. He welcomed the casual conversation mostly because if he wanted the distraction.

"Didn't work out with her. She's probably marrying some guy in the states, for all I care," said Joshua dismissively.

Severus didn't have time to respond because Harry had arrived. "Sev, I got you their saus- Oh, hello," exclaimed Harry when he noticed the man talking to his fiancé. He glanced at Severus and smirked, "Look at you, making friends."

Severus smacked him lightly on the back of his head. "Harry, this is Joshua, the father of the child Sebastian is playing with."

Harry looked at Joshua in surprise, "It's nice to meet you, Joshua."

The man smiled in return and shook the outstretched hand. "You, too, Harry. You have a very well-mannered son." Joshua complimented.

"Thanks! Are you here alone? Why don't you eat with us? I'll call the kids," said Harry.

Joshua accepted the invitation and joined Harry in getting the children for lunch. Severus was greeted by the figure of his son jumping into his lap with a grin, "Thank you, papa. I like it here. It's fun!"

All of Severus' initial hatred towards the place instantly vanished. If it brought Sebastian that much fun, who was he to deny the boy.

The three men ate their meal, sausages, chips and baked beans, which was surprisingly adequate for Severus' taste while the two little children ate their children's meal consisting of fun-shaped chicken nuggets, baby carrots, spaghetti Bolognese, and a juice box.

Both Severus and Harry found Joshua a good conversationalist. After lunch, Harry went with the children to play (more like watching over) while Severus and Joshua continued their conversations. The day turned better than Severus expected and Sebastian was especially thrilled which then thrilled Severus.

Harry and Severus left by mid-afternoon when Sebastian ran out of energy and fell asleep on one of the ball pits. Severus made sure to exchange numbers with Joshua in case Sebastian wanted to go to the children's indoor playground again so he could call up to set a playdate with Joshua's daughter. It was good for Sebastian to have friends in both worlds.


"I need to write you in the Potter and Black vaults, Severus and we should set up a school trust fund for Sebastian," said Harry one evening.

Severus nodded absentmindedly while reading on his Potions Now Journal. They were both just lounging and reading at their sitting room after putting Sebastian to bed. Severus was too engrossed with the article about bursting mushrooms that he hadn't really heard what Harry was talking about.

"Sev... SEV!" exclaimed Harry loudly from his armchair across Severus' causing the man to startle and scowl at his young lover.

"What?" growled Severus, bending over to pick up the journal he dropped.

Harry rolled his eyes, placed his worn-out copy of Great Expectations on the coffee table, and stood up to sit on the arm of Severus' chair. "You weren't listening," said Harry, taking the journal from the man's hands and placing it beside his own reading material.

Severus sighed and brought Harry to sit on his lap instead. "I apologize, my love. What were you saying?" He wrapped an arm around his lover and pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead. If there was something Harry didn't like, it would be not being listened to.

Harry snuggled closer to Severus. "I said we should set up a school trust vault for Sebastian and I need you to sign on a few documents so I can add you to the Potter and Black vaults."

"The Potter and Black vaults? Harry, why would you add me to your vaults? I have my own money," asked Severus, peering at him quizzically.

"But what's mine is yours..."

"Harry, love, while that is true, you do not have to include me in your vaults. That is your own money and yours to do as you please. I suggest we set up a joint account instead, the Potter-Prince vaults," conferred Severus.

Severus secretly preferred having a new account for them instead of sharing. He had no qualms about adding Harry to the Prince vaults but Severus wasn't as accepting of the Potter and Black vaults, and not only because he still harbored resentment over the marauders but also because he wanted him and Harry to have their own account that was theirs alone. He wanted him and Harry to have their own account that was theirs alone.

"Our own vaults? Why? What's wrong with our current vaults? I mean... we have already too much."

"Would it be better if we keep the money we earned from your apothecary and the royalties I get from my research developments."

Harry looked up to him with slight confusion but then nodded. "Alright, if you say so... but what about Seb's trust fund?"

"The Princes have trust vaults for every child in the line. I know both the Potters and the Blacks have as well. But if you want, we can have another set-up under the Potter-Prince accounts."

"No, 3 vaults for one little boy are more than enough..." Harry rested his head in Severus' chest and nuzzled a little on the man's chin.

Severus nodded and pulled him closer. "We'll go to Gringotts tomorrow, love. Is that the only thing you wanted to say?"

Harry shook his head faintly. "You've been very busy. We don't spend as much time together anymore," whispered Harry.

The man softly sighed and brought his hand to lift Harry's chin up. He looked at his young lover with sincerity before locking their lips in a gentle but passionate kiss. Severus pulled away a minute later. "I apologize, again, Harry. What can I do to make up to you?"

"A good shag would be great right now. I really missed you," mumbled Harry shyly, cheeks turning red. Even after all their intimate moments, Harry still sometimes get a little embarrassed and nervous when speaking his desires.

Severus could feel his cock jump at Harry's request. He didn't bother giving him a response as he immediately stood up with Harry in his arms and headed straight to their bedroom.

"Sev!" cried Harry in shock, holding onto Severus' neck.

Severus managed to reach their bedroom in one minute, an achievement given how big Prince Manor was. Severus dropped Harry right into bed and crawled over like a panther. Harry didn't have enough time to react when Severus instantly covered his body with his own.

"Oh, gods! Babe!" cried Harry when Severus began sucking and licking on the column on his throat.

He could feel Severus smirk on his skin but could not for the life of him reprimand him at that time. The mouth on his neck trailed up sensually to his mouth until Severus captured Harry's lips in a sweeping, deep kiss.

Harry moaned into his lover's ministrations and reached up to grab on his hair, faintly pulling on it just like how Severus liked it, making the man groan in delight.

"Harry..." whispered Severus to his ear, "I love you so much."

"I love you to- AHH!" A hand was instantly shoved into his pants and began jerking his erection in fast strokes.

"Sev! Sev! Ugh!" moaned Harry, gripping on the sheets beside him and had his eyes closed in pleasure.

Severus continued pumping Harry's cock while grabbing his wand to cast their clothes off in a second. He then threw his wand to some part of their room and ground his hips down to rub their erections together, earning a loud moan from Harry.

Severus didn't wait long before he wandlessly summoned the jar of lube from inside the bedside table drawer and coated his long fingers.

While their tongues battled, brushed, and danced against each other's, Severus slowly brought one hand to rim around Harry's hole causing the man to jerk suddenly.

Severus inserted one, long slick finger inside Harry's tight opening and began prodding it lightly, thrusting it in slow rhythms, just enough to make Harry beg for more.

When the younger man writhed and keened loudly, Severus added two more fingers into the mix, pumping all three in increased speed. Harry was incapable of speech. Every receptor in his body tingled in pleasure.

Severus continued fingering Harry, making sure to brush his prostate at every thrust, at the same time, mapping the insides of Harry's mouth with his tongue. He would have wanted to map Harry's insides with his tongue as well but he was getting a little impatient. He needed Harry and he needed him now!

Harry had the same thought. It had been quite a while since he and Severus had sex mostly because every time they get home, at least one of them was tired or they opted to cuddle instead. They were too pent up to wait any longer.

"Severus! Please! Fuck me!" hissed Harry as he grabbed onto the man's shoulders tightly.

Severus complied, instantly pulling his fingers out and slicking his aching cock with the same lubricant, trying not to grip too hard so as not to come even before he enter that gorgeous leaking hole.

Harry was about to growl at Severus to hurry the fuck up when Severus pushed in in one single, hard, long thrust.

"AHHH fuck!" cried Harry in pain and pleasure. No matter how much Severus prepared Harry, the initial pain will always be there for not more than a few seconds. Severus was not at all small in length and girth. There was no way Harry will ever receive Severus without resistance but it was the pain he craved and loved. To make love with the love of his life was still a taste of heaven.

"Fuck, Harry, shit... so tight," groaned Severus in his ear. Severus began moving when he felt Harry clawing his nails on his back. He started with slow strokes until the man begged and wailed for him to go faster.

"Ugh! Ugh! Sev! I'm going to come!" cried Harry, his eyes rolling back and arms thrashing about, trying to grab onto every part of Severus' body.

"Come with me, love... come for me!" hissed Severus. His thrusts were becoming more erratic and irregular, a sign that he, too, was close to completion.

Harry cried in pure bliss as he released spurts of white fluid onto his stomach, reaching as far as his own chin. The sight alone was enough to make Severus pour out inside Harry with a satisfied grunt.

No one moved for a few minutes. They just laid there, connected the most intimate way, panting and sweating. Severus buried his head into the crook of Harry's neck while Harry held onto the man by his shoulders.

"I love you so much, Harry," whispered Severus tiredly. His voice was so raw and soft but for Harry, it was like a scream so loud it may never leave his ears ever again.