Ok, just a quick note here, I wanted to address the issue of the Dursley's. This is one thing that I am going to keep canon. The abuse Harry receives from his muggle family is one thing that gets played up a lot in fics, and I quite like that idea usually, but in this fic, the only abuse he gets is what has happened in the books so far, and come on, let's be honest, if Harry was sexually abused, he'd hardly want to have sex with everyone, so it doesn't really fit.
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"I suppose you want the entire Weasley family there?"
Harry nodded. "Yes please Professor, they're like my own family in a way. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are like my parents, and all the rest my brothers and sister. I'd really like them there."
Severus frowned at him. "What about your muggle family? May I presume that you want them there too?"
Harry's eyes widened, and he shook his head franticly. "No!" Then he took a deep breath, and continued more calmly, "no, Professor, I don't want the Dursley's at my wedding." He managed a little smile then. "But they wouldn't come even if I invited them. Not only do they hate me with a passion, but they despise anything magical. They tried to squash it out of me as a child, and hated me even more when I turned eleven and they realized it hadn't worked. Plus, the fact that I'm marrying a man would horrify them even more. They don't like… gays."
Severus frowned. He could tell Harry had been about to use a different word. Still, it hardly bothered him. "Very well, I shall inform the Headmaster that in no way are your muggle family to be invited to the wedding. He is in charge of the invitations," Severus explained when Harry looked confused, "and if we didn't specify not to invite someone, he may invite them thinking we forgot."
Harry shuddered. "Alright Professor, we'll tell him then."
Severus frowned again. "I have yet another question, I'm afraid. Are you keeping your own last name?" This question came as a total shock to Harry.
"You mean I have a choice?" Severus nodded.
"Of course. You in fact have three choices. You can stay Harry Potter, You can become Harry Snape, or you can insist on an unsightly meshing of both names, becoming Harry Potter hyphen Snape, with your name first simply because Potter comes before Snape in the alphabet. That's the way it works."
Harry sat thinking for a moment. Finally he said, "I don't really like the idea of being Harry Potter-Snape. It's too long. But I don't want to be Harry Potter anymore really, so I guess I'll take your last name. Harry Snape is only remarkable to people who know us." He smiled at his fiancé. "There. Problem solved. My name after the wedding will be Harry James Snape."
Severus winced, as if he'd heard something dangerous was coming. "If your father was alive today he would kill me for even suggesting such a thing," he commented, and Harry touched his hand. "Professor, if my father was alive today, I wouldn't have been a slut, and we would not be getting married." The older man let out one of his rare chuckles. "You have a point, Harry Snape." On an impulse, he leaned over the table and planted a kiss on Harry's lips, completely surprising the boy, who blushed.
"Harry. We still have a lot of work to do. You still need to tell me who is invited to the wedding, we need to agree on vows, and what kind of robes we will wear."
Harry scrunched up his nose. "But I'm bored Professor! Why don't I just write out a list or something and give it to the Headmaster?"
Severus shook his head. "I'm sorry Potter, but I need to see everyone on the guest list so that someone who shouldn't be invited doesn't turn up. I have quite a few enemies. It is actually easier to do this together than to have you rewrite your list all the time."
Harry groaned.
"Ron? I'm scared. I'm getting married. At fifteen. To another man. Ok, I'm not scared. I'm terrified. What do I do? Oh, god… I'm going to be sick."
Ron Weasley watched, vaguely amused as his best friend rushed of to the bathroom to be sick. Again. "Don't get spew on those robes!" He called. "They cost you a bloody fortune!"
"Oh, honestly Ronald!" Hermione said from behind him. "As if Harry cares about that. A simple cleaning charm will fix that!" She brushed her hand over her pale green skirt to smooth it down, and reached out to rub a smudge of dirt off Ron's cheek. "There. Now we look presentable. Oh, Luna! You look absolutely beautiful!"
Luna Lovegood smiled, and spun around, making the skirt of her own pale green dress flare out nicely. "Yes, this is a very lovely dress, isn't it? I was worried when I saw it, because you and I have such different styles, and it suited you so well. I would have hated to ruin Harry's wedding by wearing a dress I looked terrible in."
Hermione smiled. "Harry would have changed it if you hadn't looked fabulous in this dress Luna. He would never make the bridesmaids wear something that didn't suit them."
Ron snickered. "How did Harry end up being the bride anyway? I never would have expected him to give in to that, even if it did only mean wearing white robes and having bridesmaids."
"We ended up drawing straws, Mr. Weasley. You are right, he didn't give in, not until we had the Headmaster help us. The only reason we convinced him it was alright was when we told him he'd still be called husband in the ceremony." Ron gulped, and turned to see Severus Snape right behind him. "Oh, hi, Professor," he said weakly, "lovely day for a wedding, isn't it?"
Severus smirked down at him. "Where is my bride?" he asked, and Ron pointed weakly towards the bathroom. Severus sighed, and pulled a potion vial from his pocket. "I thought he would need this." He muttered, and stalked off, calling over his shoulder, "I'll bring him in. You should all go and take your places." He swept into the bathroom to the sounds of Hermione ushering her friends into the hall.
"Potter? Are you in here?" Severus' call was punctuated by the unpleasant sound of retching, and he followed it to the last stall in the row, where he found his fiancé hunched over the bowl. "Hi Professor," the boy uttered weakly, gulping, and standing up slowly. "I guess I'm ready now."
Severus sighed, and handed the potion to Harry. "This will settle both your stomach and your nerves. Drink it quickly, we're going to be late."
Harry took a deep breath, and swallowed the potion. He began to feel better immediately. "Thank you Professor. Let's go then."
Severus stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "One moment more, Potter." He said, waving his wand. Harry's mouth freshened, and his robes once more looked immaculate. He smiled ruefully. "That's much better Professor. I really needed that."
Severus nodded, and took his hand. "Then let's go."
"Do you, Harry James Potter take Severus Alexander Snape to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, cherish and protect with all of your life and magic?"
Harry blinked a little at the love part, but answered quickly enough. "I do."
"And do you, Severus Alexander Snape take Harry James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love cherish and protect with all of your life and magic?"
Severus' pause was nonexistent. "I do." He said smoothly.
"Do either of you wish to bond?"
Harry looked at Severus, unsure of what that meant. The man shook his head quickly, and turned to the official. "We ask for the time of one month, in accordance with prevention act 7439, before engaging in the bonding ceremony."
The man nodded at them. "I now pronounce you married. You may kiss."
Harry's breath caught when he saw Severus' face as they turned to each other. The look on the man's face was incredibly tender. Harry found himself unable to move even as Severus bestowed the sweetest kiss Harry had ever received upon him. When they pulled back, Harry felt like his insides had turned to mush. He turned to walk out of the hall with his husband, and saw the many teary eyed guests who watched him swoon, and he blushed.
"Come on, let's go," Severus whispered, tugging on his hand. Harry followed him obediently.
"That was the most beautiful wedding I've ever been to Harry!" Ginny was chattering away at his side, but he wasn't really listening to her. He 'hmmmed' absently, still searching the great hall for Severus. His new husband was supposed to have been here by now, and Harry was getting worried. His gaze landed suddenly on a head of black silky hair, and he took off, barely getting an excuse out to Ginny.
"Time to go." Harry said softly as he walked up behind the man, who turned, startled.
"Well, finally. I thought you'd never come in." Severus took Harry's hand in his, and started them towards the podium where they would say goodbye before retiring for the night. Harry glared at him. "Me? I've been over there with Ginny for the last half hour, trying to find you!"
Severus chuckled. "My apologies. It seems we simply kept missing each other then." Harry nodded. "Yeah, probably."
"Attention please everyone. Professor Snape and his new husband have a few words they would like to say before retiring for the night." Dumbledore paused for the catcalls of Fred and George Weasley. "So, if they can have your attention for a few moments, we can get back to the festivities momentarily. Thank you."
Harry stepped forward, taking a deep breath. He and Severus had agreed that he would go first. "Um, well, I'd just like to thank you all for coming to my wedding tonight, and tell you all how grateful I am that you turned up. You are the people who are closest to me in the world and your support means everything to me. Thank you for coming."
He stepped back and barely listened while Severus said his piece, and was surprised to find himself being led out the back of the Great Hall.
He had no idea where they were going, but followed his husband blindly, trusting the man not to lead him astray.
When they reached the dungeons, Harry began to suspect where they were going, and when they stopped outside a familiar door, he was really confused. "Why are we at your office, Professor?" He asked, and the man laughed, a sound he was slowly getting used to. "Because we must go through my office to get to my personal quarters, Potter. We will be adding a new door later, to make entrance easier for you, but for the moment, this is the only way in." He glanced down at the boy and said, "you are the only person other than a staff member who knows where they are. Please do not spread it around."
Harry nodded silently, and Severus opened the door, leading him through.
When he opened the door on the opposite side of the room, Harry peeked through to see a sitting room. There were more doors, and Severus took him on a small tour, showing him the bathroom, bedroom study and small potions lab.
Then they returned to the bedroom, and sat down.
"So, Potter, what do you think of our rooms?"
Harry smiled. "I think they're absolutely beautiful Professor." He leaned in to kiss the man, who put his hand on Harry's cheek to stop him.
Argh!! Cliffie for you!!! Squee!! I know what's happening next!!! LOL.
For anyone who is interested in prevention act 7439, I'll be explaining it in a few chapters. I'm not sure if I'll go really in depth or not, but it will cause problems and be explained at least.
