A/N: Hey. So, going crazy. Not sure what's wrong. Maybe it's because I'm on my school's wi-fi, but, regardless, I am not receiving emails telling me that I have gotten reviews. However, I have seen them all by seeing them straight on the story. Thank you very much for all your reviews and I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter. Also, I have had a few of you express your concerns about not being able to access the last chapter. I'm not sure why it's doing this. I have reposted the chapter so hopefully it will work. If not, message me and I will send you the chapter personally so you can read it. I apologize for the difficulties. I'm not sure why it's happening.

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Warnings: Fluffiness :P

Four Months Later

"Harry, glad you could make it this week," Dean said, letting Harry into his restaurant. It was the night of their every-second-weekly get-togethers that still continued even after three years.

"Sorry about last week. Couldn't leave the moronic patients that decided it was a good idea to continue cursing each other while staying in the hospital wing," Harry said, taking a seat in the booth with Dean, Luna, Kingsley, Fred, George, and Bill.

"Where's Severus? Is he coming tonight?" Bill asked.

"No. He said he has a potion to work on. Apparently he's hit a breakthrough," Harry shook his head, taking his glass of wine from Dean.

"What's he experimenting with this time?" Dean asked.

Harry chuckled. "I have no idea but there've been a couple explosions the past few days."

"Of course," Kingsley said and everyone laughed.

"Where's Teddy?" Dean said.

"With Severus. Since he was staying home we didn't have to send Teddy to Minerva," Harry told them.

"Is it true that she's thinking of retiring and leaving the school?" Fred said.

"Yeah, she's thinking about it," Harry nodded.

"But why?" Luna wondered.

"She's getting older and I think she's ready to just relax now after going through two wars. She's also been at Hogwarts for more than three-quarters of her life," Harry said.

"Who will be the headmaster then?" Dean asked.

"No idea. She said she'll choose but it won't necessarily be her deputy," Harry shrugged.

"Isn't her deputy Flitwick?" Fred said and Harry nodded.

"I don't think he wants to be headmaster," Harry said.

"He doesn't seem like he would want to be. He'd have to stop teaching then and he loves teaching," Bill said and the others nodded.

They moved from topic to topic over the next few hours, spending a brief time discussing the professor Minerva had hired over three years ago to take over the younger years of Severus' classes named Cyrus Griffin, and it wasn't until near midnight that Harry finally returned to Hogwarts. He walked slowly and tiredly into their rooms and headed straight for the bedroom. He pulled off his clothes, tossing them on the floor, absently noting that Severus would kill him for doing so, and slipped into his pajama pants. With a yawn, Harry slid into bed and immediately curled up to Severus.

"You're home late," Severus muttered in a quiet voice, telling Harry that he had woken the man up.

"Sorry. Lots to catch up on," Harry whispered, kissing the chest beneath him. "Didn't mean to wake you up."

"You threw your clothes on the floor," Severus accused and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Tomorrow," Harry said quietly, already drifting off. "Yell at me tomorrow."

"You're a brat, love," Severus said and kissed the top of Harry's head.

"Love you too," Harry mumbled and quickly fell asleep, Severus following.

"Your clothes are on the floor."

Harry groaned as he heard someone talking to him. It was far too early to be awake and he had no qualms about falling back to sleep.

"Pick up your clothes, you brat," the voice said again and Harry pulled a pillow over his head to block it out. He heard a snort as he was unwillingly dragged further into consciousness. "Get up, you imbecile."

"Too early," Harry mumbled.

"It's eleven-thirty," the voice said.

"Early," Harry repeated and groaned again when the pillow over his head was snatched away. He looked up at Severus who was sitting on the edge of the bed, an eyebrow raised in amusement.

"Not early. Get up," Severus said. "And pick up your clothes."

"I know I said yell at me about it today but I meant after I was awake," Harry said, rolling onto his back to see Severus easier.

"You are awake," Severus said.

"You're a git," Harry said with a glare. Severus snorted again and leaned down, kissing Harry lightly before tossing the pillow back at him.

"Pick up your clothes," Severus repeated, leaving the room.

"Bastard," Harry muttered, pushing himself out of the bed. He snatched his clothes from the floor and tossed them in the laundry, hanging up his jacket. Running a hand through his even-messier-than-usual hair, Harry wandered out and into the kitchen where Severus was just dishing up breakfast and setting it on the table. Harry sat heavily in his chair across from Severus who slid a plate in front of him filled with toast, eggs, bacon, and two pancakes. "Mm, thank you," Harry said, beginning to eat immediately much to Severus' fond amusement. Severus just rolled his eyes and kissed Harry's head in response, taking his own seat across the table.

"How was your evening?" Severus asked after a few minutes of silence.

"It was great. Apparently when you miss just one meeting, you miss a lot," Harry said. "Dean has a boyfriend now and so does Luna."

"And what about the twins?" Severus said.

"Still single but they might be opening another shop," Harry said.

"Really?" Severus said. "Do they not already have three?"

"Yeah, but apparently they've been in contact with someone and they might be opening another one."

"Where?"

"America."

"That is quite the accomplishment."

"And people thought they'd never amount to anything," Harry said with a grin at his lover who rolled his eyes.

"What about the others?"

"Kingsley's about ready to murder his assistant. Apparently he thinks Kingsley's been coming onto him and is now interested," Harry said and Severus laughed. "And Bill is doing well. He and Fleur are thinking of trying for another baby."

"Another one?" Severus said. "They already have three."

"They like having children," Harry said with a grin. Severus snorted and Harry mock glared at him. "I don't see you complaining about Teddy."

"Ah, but that is because he is not a Weasley. He is also growing up with me," Severus said.

"Hey!" Harry protested.

Severus smirked and said nothing.

"Git," Harry said, lightly kicking Severus under the table which was returned. Harry rolled his eyes and changed the subject. "Where is Teddy anyways?"

"He is with Miss Lovegood this weekend, if you recall," Severus said.

"Right," Harry nodded. "Why did you ask Luna to take him?"

"I thought we might enjoy the weekend to ourselves," Severus said.

Harry smiled. "I have to work today though."

"And that's fine. We'll still have the weekend alone," Severus said.

"What's the occasion?"

"Am I not allowed to spoil you somewhat?" Severus raised an eyebrow and Harry laughed.

"Fine, don't tell me," Harry said, finishing off his toast. They were silent for the remainder of breakfast. When he finished, Harry quickly changed and kissed Severus goodbye as he pulled his Healer robes on, rushing to the infirmary.

With a loud groan, Harry collapsed face down on the bed, burying his face in the pillows. He smiled slightly when he felt Lileen jump up and curl up beside him, purring loudly. He vaguely heard the door open and close and the sound of someone walking through the sitting room, but hardly paid it any attention. Lileen gave a quiet meow but he ignored it as well.

"Harry?" he heard Severus say.

Harry mumbled something unintelligible into the pillow.

"What's wrong, love?" Severus asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and running his fingers through Harry's hair.

"Why the hell did I become a Healer?" Harry said, turning his head and looking up at Severus.

"It is something you are good at and something you enjoy. You like feeling helpful and helping people. You're a Gryffindor, what do you expect?" Severus ended with a smirk.

Harry smacked the man's leg. "You're a bastard, you know that?"

"Quite well, in fact," Severus said and Harry rolled his eyes. "What happened today?"

"I have no idea what happened but I think a hurricane tore through my office five times," Harry said and Severus raised an eyebrow. "The filing cabinets were all open and files were everywhere, papers everywhere and a lot of papers were torn. I spent the day trying to clean up and it's still not done."

"Why didn't you call Elijah?" Severus asked as Harry rolled onto his back.

"He has classes today and has to stay at the University until tomorrow," Harry said. "I may kill whoever destroyed my office."

Severus chuckled. "Come on, let's have dinner. I have it ready."

"You do? You don't usually cook," Harry said, allowing Severus to pull him up.

"As I said, this weekend is for us and I intend to spoil you," Severus said, leading Harry into the kitchen.

"I still don't understand why," Harry said, turning to look at the kitchen table and his jaw dropped. It wasn't extravagant like most 'romantic' dinners would be. There was a single small candle on the table. Dishes of food sat on the surface as well and Harry knew the dishes were his favourites. There was a plate of lamb chops, a bowl of salad, a plate of calamari, and a dish of steaming vegetables. "This is amazing. Seriously, though, there has to be an occasion of some kind."

"No occasion," Severus said, pushing him over to his place at the table and into the chair. "It has been a while since we've had a weekend to ourselves so I thought we'd take advantage of one for once."

"And people say you're not romantic," Harry said with a grin as Severus glared at him.

"Brat."

"The one and only," Harry said, laughing and beginning to fill his plate with dinner. As they ate, they talked about everything as if they hadn't been together for over three years already. Harry had to admit that it was nice to have a night free of Teddy, not that he didn't love his godson, but it had been quite some time since he and Severus had had time alone.

Even after they finished eating, they remained at the table for a bit longer, still talking. Eventually Severus sent the dishes to the sink to clean themselves and walked with Harry into the sitting room, both holding their glasses of wine and the bottle being placed on the coffee table. They settled on either side of the sofa and continued with their conversation. It was about three hours later that the bottle of wine was empty and they were entwined on the sofa. Severus was stretched out on the sofa, his back leaning against the arm of the sofa, and Harry's back was to Severus' chest. Severus had his arms wrapped around Harry's waist, his fingers twined with Harry's.

After another hour and a half, they moved to the bedroom where they proceeded to make love until the early hours of the morning.

They were both lying on their backs as they basked in their final afterglow. Severus' right arm was stretched across the bed and Harry's head was resting on his shoulder. Their left hands were entwined again.

"So there was definitely no occasion?" Harry said.

"No, no occasion," Severus said. "Well, I suppose how you look at it."

"What do you mean?"

"Harry, during your sixth and seventh year, we worked together and fought together. We became friends though I sometimes still wonder how you managed it."

Harry smiled.

"You were my best friend, my only friend, and I cared more for you than I had anyone else, just as I do now. When I woke up after the final battle and learned you were gone and no one knew where you were, I was devastated. I had briefly worried that you had not survived but I was reassured by many that you were, indeed, alive. Even as time continued to pass, I continued to hope that you would return or at least contact me."

Harry dropped his gaze guiltily.

"When you came back over three years ago, I was beyond happy to see you. However, you were not, as you have said, the same person you once were, not that it mattered to me. So much happened in that first year that you returned. I helped you regain your voice, you introduced me to the Catellas, we got together, you gained an apprentice."

Harry smiled again though he didn't look up.

"Harry, these last three years have been amazing and I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone."

Harry finally looked at Severus again, wondering where the man was going with his speech.

"Now that I have successfully sounded like a thirteen year old Hufflepuff," Severus said and Harry laughed, "I will get to the point which is this," and he placed a small velvet box in Harry's palm.

"What's this?" Harry asked, looking at the box curiously.

"You could open it and get your answer," Severus said and Harry laughed again.

Harry turned his attention to the small box in his hand and tried to figure out what it was before opening it. Coming up with nothing, he flipped open the lid and froze. Sitting on a bed of satin were two white gold rings. They were simple, just a smooth white gold and about six millimetres in width. However, he could see that one of them had something on the surface and when he looked closer, he saw it was an engraving but couldn't see what it said.

"Marry me?" Severus said in a whisper. Harry, who had sat up by now, turned his head sharply to look at Severus. The Potions master was watching him with a blank expression but Harry could see the anxiety and slight fear in the black eyes.

Marry…he wants to marry me…Harry thought, looking back at the rings.

He swallowed and smiled, looking back to Severus. "Yes," he whispered.

Severus' eyes flashed with emotion as he reached out and picked the engraved ring out of the box. Taking Harry's left hand, he slid the ring onto the third finger, the engraving facing up and Harry could see what it said now.

I promise you.

Harry smiled again and felt his eyes prickle slightly. He spun around and kissed Severus softly but passionately.

"The other is blank but I thought you might like to engrave something on it yourself," Severus said once they broke apart.

Harry looked at the remaining ring and wondered what words to put on it. He knew he could put 'I love you' or 'Forever yours' or something of the like, but he knew they weren't right. He wanted something that meant more to them. He pondered a few more moments before he knew exactly what he wanted to put on his fiancé's ring.

He pulled out his wand and slowly dragged the tip over the surface of the ring, watching it glow yellow as the words were engraved. Once finished, he looked at it, satisfied, and proceeded to slide it on Severus' own ring finger. He watched as his lover examined the words.

"I love you, Harry," Severus said and Harry smiled, both of them looking at the words on Severus' ring.

Always for you.

A/N: Yay! They're engaged! :P I know they've been together for a few years now but I didn't want to do it like it always happens when they're together for a year and get married and have a child within another year. I have nothing against that because I have plans to have them married after a year of being together in another story of mine, but I just thought I'd make the relationship a bit more realistic in here. :P Also, the thing with Harry's office. It's not going to be expanded on. It's not important. I just needed something in the chapter and to have Harry be irritated after work. So don't dwell on the trashed office, or you can keep it in mind and mention it at the end of the story where an announcement will be made. Until then, adieu. :P

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