Severus' heart tingled at the returned affection from Harry. The small smile grew into something more visible, daring to show teeth, even. Dark eyes glittered as he faced the ceiling once more, puffing the black hair off of his face. Though his hand was warm, the rest of him was cold from lying upon the stone floor, and he was sure Harry was growing cool as well. Using the wand still in his hand, he conjured up a warm blanket to go beneath them. Still cold, he rolled over to lie on his stomach, their intertwined hands trapped beneath his chest, flesh touching flesh. He buried his face in the space between Harry's neck and shoulder, his hair falling in curtains around his face. Severus hoped that such intimate contact wouldn't waver their newfound relationship.
Harry felt his heart race as the other man seemed to roll almost on top of him, feeling the hot puffs of air ghost his neck as the man breathed. It took him only a moment before he wrapped his free arm around Severus, holding the man gently and keeping him close. It felt amazing to have this handsome, reluctant creature in his arms, to have him show such affection. With a silly smile on his face, Harry kissed the top of the man's head and relaxed. He conjured a large, long pillow so his head wasn't getting bothered by the hard ground.
Severus pulled one arm free and draped it across Harry's chest, his other hand still intertwined with Harry's. His right foot found Harry's left, and he twisted them together, gently locking their ankles, still keeping his face resting on his shoulder. He sighed when his head was kissed, and after a little bit he began to return the favor, tenderly kissing Harry's neck, his teeth grazing the skin. The hand across Harry's chest wrapped more securely around his ribs and pulled him even closer than they were before. Their intertwined hands were now at an awkward angle, so he released and was able to push himself up so he was practically lying on the slighter man. The kiss trail continued up along the jawline, eventually landing on Harry's mouth. Severus leaned back for a moment before grinning and giving Harry more sweet kisses on the mouth.
The man was an amazing kisser to say the least. He had Harry's toes curling at the intensity. Every little thing that he did made Harry's body sing with delight. He found the silence between them to be comfortable and not heavy in the slightest. Why ruin it? Okay, he had to when he heard people outside calling his name. He sighed and pulled back to glare at the door. He made sure there was a locking charm on the door before calling out. "I'm fine, Ron. Just go back to drooling over Hermione in her costume." He heard his friend stumble over a retort and could practically hear the blush in his voice. He chuckled and put his head back on the pillow as he heard footsteps of his retreating friend.
Severus started when he heard Weasley's voice, but Harry took care of it. They resumed kissing, his hands slowly running up the man's arms and back down his chest. He liked the feeling of being on top of Harry, trapping him, all to himself. The kisses ran along his jaw - that sexy, stubborn jaw was just beautiful...
"What would you do, Harry, if we were caught like this? Me on top of you, nothing covering us except a thin blanket?" he murmured between kisses, in that deep, sexy Alan Rickman voice (Am I right?). His hair flowed down and brushed Harry's chest and neck. He adjusted so he was face-to-face with Harry again, kissing him yet again on the mouth with hard, dominating lips - his hair framed both of their faces, putting them both in darkness inches apart. "What would you do, Harry?"
Harry shuddered in pleasure at the soft words and gentle kisses. Oh, Merlin! The man could make an asexual cream his or her pants with a gentle whisper. He licked his lips and smiled before whimpering at the hard, dominating kiss. The man's hair was tickling the side of his face a bit, surrounding him in the scent of his shampoo and his natural scent. He shuddered, "I'd smile and wave." He said honestly, knowing that there was probably more to the question than just asking what he would do. He suspected the man was wondering if Harry would be ashamed of being with Severus or something like that. "Then tell them to bugger off 'cause we are busy and they don't have an invitation and aren't part of the club." He added with a smile.