Just like every other night of the past week, Harry and Severus cuddled together in bed, but tonight both pairs of lips lingered a little longer on their goodnight-kiss. Harry turned to lie on his back as their kiss turned into a more passionate one. Harry moaned at the sensation of their bare chests rubbing together. Severus moved from his mouth, over Harry's jaw, where he earned another moan from Harry. Moving on to Harry's chest he silently admired the young beauty under him. He licked around Harry's bellybutton in the shape of a heart, while he noticed satisfied that Harry was arching his back to get closer to his touch. Harry squealed as Severus dipped his tongue into his partner's bellybutton. When Severus licked the skin at the edge of Harry's boxers and was about to pull them down, he heard Harry whisper: "Stop."

Severus froze. He looked up and immediately crawled to Harry's side when he saw that the emerald eyes that didn't look him straight in the eye were moist. He gently put his arms around Harry and whispered in his ear; "Harry, what's wrong?"

Harry didn't answer, but flung his arms around Severus' neck and buried his head in Severus' chest. Severus waited and stroked the Gryffindor's back to comfort him.

He felt, rather than heard Harry take a deep breath before he pulled back and faced Severus.

"I… I'm st-still a virgin," he stuttered.

"Oh, Harry, I'm sorry I didn't ask you," Severus said, and after a moment he asked: "Are you scared?"

"Scared that I won't be good enough for you," Harry answered.

"I love you, Harry, and you'll always be more than good enough toe me. "

"I love you too, Severus, so, so much."

"I know, Harry, I know," Severus whispered before he kissed Harry's forehead and pulled him on his chest. In the warmth and comfort they both fell asleep quickly.

The next evening they lay together in their usual position, with Harry's head on Severus' chest.

Severus was lost in thoughts until he felt the soft tips of Harry's fingers stroking his chest. He looked down and saw that Harry was tracing each scar that had taken it's place on Severus' chest, with the utmost care.

"Where did you get this one?" Harry asked, tracing one of the larger scars, one that went all the way from the lower parts of his ribcage to his pelvic bone.

"That was from a heavy raid," Severus said, tortured by the memory. "Voldemort recruited half of the children in a house for homeless children."

"And this one?" Harry continued.

It took a while 'till Severus answered with a soft voice.

"I got that one the night your parents were killed."

"Oh," said Harry in a small whisper while he traced the scar a second time.

"What about this one?"

Again, Severus took a moment before he answered.

"Your father stabbed me and with that he saved my life, he knew I was a spy, but keeping me alive would have blown my position so he stabbed me with a knife charmed by your mother to not kill me." He stopped for a moment before whispering the last part. "It was the scar that reminded me every day of the bravery and loyalty of the Gryffindor House. I despised it."

Harry was surprised by the honesty with which Severus answered his question, so he asked his last question. "Where did you get the scars on the place where your mark used to be?"

This time it took Severus even longer to answer and when he did, his hoarse whisper told the story of the tears that had formed in his eyes.

"The night where Voldemort tortured a little girl to death I realised what a monster he was and I tried to cut the mark out of my arm."

Harry felt the pain of his love and felt his own eyes water as well. He took Severus' limp arm in his hands and laid his soft check against it. He cried hot tears on the scar tissue, for his love, and for the pain that others had done to him. He fell asleep soon after Severus had put his arms around him, still with Severus' arm in his hands, protecting his love's pain and letting him know that he was always there for him.

When Severus walked into his chambers, he saw that Harry already sat on the couch and his face showed that he was brooding on something.

"Hey, my love," Severus greeted him.

Harry smiled, "Hey you back," he said, before giving Severus a sweet kiss, who asked; "What are you brooding on?"

"Beside about how insanely I'm in love with you?"

Severus couldn't help but grin.

"Well, I had an idea: wanna play ten questions?"

"Harry, the whole day I'm surrounded by kids and now you want me to play Ten Questions?" Severus groaned, he couldn't resist Harry's pouting face anyway. "Fine, but I'll grab some tea first."

When Severus came back, Harry was almost jumping up and down.

"I start!" he said, grinning, and the excitement shining in his voice and eyes. They both positioned themselves on opposite sides of the couch, pulling their legs up and sipping at their tea.

"Ok. What's your favourite dessert?"

Severus smiled. "Ice-cream."

"Favourite flavour?"

"Sneaky bastard, those are two questions. My turn. Ok… hm, what's your favourite colour?"

"Surprisingly, green."

"Ok, now to your second question; caramel and chocolate."

"Ah, you're a real sweetie."

"Watch it, I know some very painful spells."

"Yeah, ok, ok." Harry held his hands up in a surrendering gesture. "Your turn."

"Ah, did you, Harry Potter, steal the gillyweed from my ingredients stock?"

"No!"

"Your sure?"

"Two questions! How long have you liked me?" Harry asked all of a sudden, not looking at Severus.

"I have "liked" you since your fifth year, but I've loved you since your sixth." Before Harry could react, Severus asked: "Why are you still a virgin?"

"Because I started liking you at the start of my fifth year, so I never even thought about a relationship," said Harry with a soft voice, his eyes never meeting Severus', and his dace was red of his embarrassment.

"Why are you embarrassed of still being pure?" Severus asked.

"Because I'm afraid that I'll do something terribly wrong, and I don't want to disappoint you."

"You could only disappoint me by letting that fear rule you," Severus said before pulling Harry in his arms and kissing him ensuringly, their game forgotten.

Later that night they cuddled together in bed. Harry lay, once again, with his head on Severus' chest. He slowly began to stroke Severus' chest. He heard that Severus' heartbeat was speeding up, and he knew that his love was suppressing a moan, afraid that this might make feel pressured, but when Harry started licking his nipples Severus couldn't control himself. A loud moan escaped Severus' lips. Severus was almost certain that Harry had stopped, when he felt Harry press a kiss right on his chest where his heart beat. He felt that Harry was smiling when he moaned again.

Harry kissed his way down to Severus' bellybutton, and then licked his way up to his jaw, and ended with a seductive lick over his lips. Severus opened his mouth to moan, and Harry took this opportunity to turn the lick into a passionate kiss.

Still kissing, Severus flopped Harry around and took control. He mirrored Harry's movement and earned several moans. Only Severus didn't lick his way up again. After spoiling the skin around Harry's bellybutton, he teasingly licked the skin just above the edge of Harry's boxers. He went down to Harry's thighs, careful not to touch Harry's boxers or the bulge that had formed in them. He ever so slowly licked and kissed his way of Harry's thighs and ignored the squealing, begging moans that Harry produced, now even more frequently.

Severus hooked his thumbs under the waistband of the boxers, and looked at Harry who was looking at him with trusting eyes.

"Harry, are you sure?"

"More than ever," said Harry, his voice turning into a long moan as Severus slowly pulled down his boxers. Ending at his feet, throwing the boxers behind him, Severus kissed and licked his way up again. Harry's moans got more urgent and ended in a small "Oh"-cry the moment Severus took Harry in his mouth.

"Feels so good," were the only words Harry managed to say before his hips bucked up to meet Severus' talented tongue. Severus held Harry's hips in the mattress while doing some amazing stuff with his mouth. He nibbled, licked and sucked so deliciously, that Harry thought the might go insane. "Can't… ah… hold any longaaah…" Harry managed to choke out, and just a second before he was about so come, Severus stopped. Harry let out a protesting moan, and Severus grinned; youth really had no patience.

"Accio lubrication." Severus caught the bottle that came flying towards him. He put some on his fingers and blew the liquid to make it a bit warmer. He then slowly traced his lubricated finger over Harry's member, towards the puckered hole. He gently slid one finger in, and felt that Harry tensed, but relaxed just as quickly again. After twisting his finger a few times, he gently slid in a second digit. This time, he heard a small moan of pain, but it turned into a pleasured one after he had scissored his fingers a bit to stretched the opening. He hit Harry's sweet spot expertly, and then quickly slid in a third finger. This time, it took longer for Harry top relax, but after hitting that particular spot a few times more, Harry also got used to the three fingers that were slowly exiting, re-entering and twisting in his body.

Severus pulled out his fingers who were accompanied by a disappointed noise. He generously lubricated his own rock-hard member and put the tip against Harry's opening. One last look into Harry's eyes ensured him that this was what Harry wanted, and he slowly pushed forward. He stopped halfway when he felt Harry's muscled tighten, and saw the tears in Harry's eyes. He leaned forward and took Harry's head between his hands.

"Shh… Harry, relax, it will hurt less," he whispered. Harry nodded bravely and said that Severus could move again, but when he did, Harry cried out in pain. Severus waited patiently and stroked Harry's check, who was breathing deeply and trying to relax. Severus kissed Harry's lips sweetly, Harry answered the kiss and soon the kiss was so passionate, that Harry didn't feel Severus moving all the way in. Severus broke the kiss and nibbled at Harry's earlobe, one hand stroking the side of Harry's body. Harry's hips bucked, his arousement back at the movements of Severus' hand and the licking over a very sensitive spot behind his ear. That's when Harry noticed that Severus' and his won body were fused together, Severus buried all the way in Harry's body. Severus moaned at Harry's movement, the muscles surrounding him were so incredibly.

"You're ok again?" he whispered in Harry's ear. He felt Harry's nod, and pulled out slowly, moaning when he pushed back into the warm tightness of his young lover. When he'd done this a couple of times, Harry began to respond to his movements, slowly raising his hips to meet Severus' thrusts. They both picked up speed as they felt their climaxes approach. Severus changed his angle a bit so he was hitting the right spot with every thrust. Harry's moans became cries every time that he felt Severus hitting that spot, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Harry noticed that Severus' thrusts were getting frantic and his breath shallow. Changing the angle one last time, Severus hit Harry's sweet spot with full force, and Harry cried Severus' name in release. Harry's tightening muscles caused Severus to lose control as he tumbled into his climax with a hoarse cry.

Severus opened his eyes, and smiled as he thought about last night's events. He looked down at a peaceful smiling Harry, whose half long black hair was spread over the pillow. The soft face, the rosy lips and the long eyelashes made him look like an angel. Severus'; personal angel.

Harry groaned as Severus licked over the lips of his just awakening beauty. Just as Severus was about to pull back, Harry opened his eyes and attacked Severus' lips.

When they pulled back, their lips were reddened from the pressure and their eyes were shining even brighter.

"Good morning, my love."

"A very good morning," Harry grinned. He felt truly in heaven, his body was totally relaxed and he felt like his chest was exploding from love for the man he had given his virginity to.

Severus was massaging Harry's back, and stroked his hair, he stopped and snapped his fingers and a tray appeared. Harry sat up.

"Oh, yummy, breakfast in bed."

"Yes-"

Severus stopped when he saw that Harry had picked up the rose he had let Dobby serve on Harry's plate.

"It's charmed to never die."

Harry gave his love a long, throughout kiss.

"Severus, you have no idea how much that means to me… I love you so much."