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Severus pulled back to see a thoroughly kissed Harry. His lips slightly parted into a tiny smile. His cheeks flushed and his eyes still parted. Hopefully they were recalling the moment before. Harry gave a contented sigh before opening his eyes.

"That was almost how I dreamed it." He muttered whimsically.

Severus was beyond happy. Harry was dreaming of him too. "Oh really Harry. Do tell?"

Harry snapped out of his light trance looking at Severus' enjoyment. "A few days ago on the vacation my dreams changed. Before, it was things like us just eating a romantic dinner or us back at the dance and everyone knew we were a couple. But then you kissed me on the forehead and then on the lips and I just… I don't know we were just standing in the dance and you kissed me on the lips but you had already kissed me on the forehead. Then I woke."

Severus smirked slightly. "Well I guess I have a small confession to make too." He stated and once again he had the young man's attention. "That night I myself was thinking about the possibility of the two of us in a more personal relationship. I had my doubts of course. Why would you want me? But it was late and we had something planned the next day so I was walking past your room when I decided to watch you. You looked so peaceful and beautiful. I knew you were having a pleasant dream because of a small smile on your face. I bent down and placed a kiss on your forehead."

Harry's eyes widened at the thought. His dream was a half truth. He was brought out of his musings when a small peck was placed on his forehead. "I couldn't resist myself. Then before I lost my nerve because I thought you'd never want me like this." He said squeezing Harry around the middle lightly. "I bent down and placed a light kiss on your lips." Then Severus kissed Harry quickly again. Just like he had that night. "Then I ran out of the room because I didn't want to ruin our already perfect friendship."

Harry had brought his hand to his lips like the few nights before. Then he turned and smirked at the man. "Naughty Sev, taking advantage of an unconscious man. How very Slytherin of you."

Severus laughed and brought the young man closer to him. "And I should be mad at you." He commented not releasing his hold on the man.

Harry looked up at Severus. "Why? I've practically poured my heart out to you."

Again Severus chuckled. "Because you are making every wish and then some come true. You've opened the shop where I had all but given up on the dream. And now here you are pouring your heart out to me when I thought no one would look at me like that after I took the mark. Such a Gryffindor thing to do."

Harry smiled into Severus and snuggled up close. He himself didn't even know he could ever be loved. Harry yawned and closed his eyes. Just let the warmth caress his body. Before he fell asleep he had one last thing to say. "Seems like a perfect match to me."

And he fell asleep to a deep rumbling and musical chuckle that echoed within the body he held close and the room around him. Severus chuckled at Harry before he too settled down to holding his Harry all night long.