This one is for cruisedirector, holiday 2005. She asked for HP in the over-30 generation, with the prompt, "A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou."
A Yule Gift
One Yule Lucius gave him a volume of Muggle poetry, bound in calfskin, gleaming with gilt. Severus thanked him with a galloping fuck that left them both sore and satisfied for days, but his thanks were for the thoughtfulness – poetry held no interest for him.
When he hears that Lucius is in Azkaban, Severus takes down the book from his shelves. For the first time he notices a faded ribbon marking a page, and turns to it.
"A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou..." he reads, and then his sight blurs and he can read no more.