Harry sipped wine as he waited for his food to arrive. The restaurant was small but served exquisite meals, or so the locals had told Harry. His table—which was for two—was near the edge of a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean sunset. From where he sat, it was difficult to see the rest of the island below and gave the illusion of being in the middle of the ocean.
If he stood and walked to the edge he would see the white painted houses of Santorini, and below the surface of the water lay the city of Atlantis. Nothing like mixing up your holiday with a little sightseeing from both the muggle and wizarding world.
An orange glow was now bathing the restaurant and the warm salty air from the sea went up the island bringing with it a slight chill that you'd only notice if you'd been in warm countries for a while. The air carried with it a strong scent of jasmine flowers that seemed so characteristic of the Mediterranean countries he'd visited.
He heard the chair in front of him pull out and saw from the corner of his eye someone sit down. Harry had unfortunately had the pleasure of being pursued by several, attractive, young men in his travels. He found it ironic that it would happen precisely when he wasn't interested in anyone. So without looking up he kept his eyes on the sunset.
"That seat's taken." He lied.
"I'm sure Krum can get himself another chair, or leave." Harry's heart stopped and turned to look at Severus.
"How did you…"
"Find you? Well, thanks to mister Krum really. I used our soul mate connection and performed a locating spell." He said simply picking up the wine bottle and serving himself some.
Harry didn't know if to laugh, cry or shout.
"Does Celestine know where you are?" Harry said bitterly.
"No, but then again, surely you knew that didn't you? Surely you never really believed me capable of falling for someone like that." He said and called the waiter over.
"Don't order anything." Harry said annoyed.
"I'll have the souvlaki and pita bread." Severus said ignoring him.
"Why are you here?" Harry asked.
"Well, it turns out that Albus thinks that I need a break and insisted I go on holiday." He said simply handing the waiter the menu—which he had helped himself to as he entered the restaurant—and turned to Harry who was eyeing him with narrowed eyes and a smirk, as if finding it difficult to remain angry at seeing him again.
"Did you tell Albus that I might not want to see you?" Harry countered. Severus nodded.
"I did, I told him it was a ridiculous idea, as Harry Potter was furious at me, enough to make me think he's disappeared off the face of the earth because of the common trash of the Daily Prophet." There was no malice in his words.
"It took you eight months to find me?" Harry asked.
"No actually. I went looking for you the moment I heard you were with that Italian friend of Narcissa's. Went to his house and everything." He said and took a sip of the wine. Was Potter getting good taste in wine? The silence allowed the information to sink in and Harry chuckled.
"Did Giovanni teach you anything of interest?" Harry teased him. Severus clenched his jaw, he was starting to get angry now.
"Giovanni is it? He told me he taught you many things." At this Harry's eyes widened and his face turned red. Jealousy and anger flowed inside him. "Maybe I shouldn't have come. I'm sure you want to go back to Giovanni or Krum as soon as possible." He said starting to stand and Harry reached for his hand.
"No Severus, stay… Viktor isn't coming…" He smiled gently. He shuddered as the mere contact of their hands sent a spark through both of them. "I've missed you." Harry said.
"I'm sure you couldn't have missed me that much, with all that Giovanni's been teaching you." Harry chuckled. If it had been any other man he knew the sentence would have been followed by a pout. But this was Severus Snape. Severus Snape did not pout.
"Just what did Giovanni say exactly?" He asked.
"Must I go into details now, Potter?" Harry chuckled.
"I almost forgot how wonderful your jealousy makes me feel." It was Severus now that was a little surprised by the other's boldness. "It's true… Giovanni taught me some things… but not the way you're thinking about." Harry once more blushed slightly. "I was curious about some things, and when I told him what happened to me… he suggested I watch him and his lover, to see what it could really be like." Harry blushed darker as he finished his words.
"You… watched." It wasn't a question but Harry couldn't look up at the other. "Were you educated?" Severus smirked and Harry, although blushing, surprised Severus with his reply.
"I learned many things. Although I admit I accepted because I was a little bit angry at you still, and I missed you and… well I was curious… surviving Voldemort didn't really leave much time for learning about those things… and he's the only other man I knew that had experience with men… and he was so brazen letting me watch… I wonder if that's an Italian thing…" Harry mumbled to himself. He was rambling now, the other could see it.
At that point Severus leaned over the table, kissing him deeply, one arm supporting his weight as he leaned over, the other hand cupped behind Harry's neck.
"I hope you realise that I am never letting go of you again." Severus whispered. Harry chuckled smiling with tears in his eyes.
"I thought it was over between us…" Harry whispered sobbing once, managing to keep the tears from falling.
"No, as soulmates that makes it officially impossible." He said. "But it's even more difficult now that I love you, Harry James Potter." He said sitting back down but keeping his hand over the young man's.
"And I love you Severus." Harry said. "And don't—" he said before the other could interrupt. "—Tell me that I don't. I know the difference between… 'carnal attraction'—The way Giovanni called it—and love. Love is when even in these wonderful cities I can't fully enjoy myself because I keep thinking of how much more fun I would have if you were there with me. Love is that even when I'm angry at you I still want to see your face. Love is hearing your voice on strangers, and turning around to find you weren't there… yet."
Harry was going to continue but the food arrived, the pork and red pepper skewers were placed before Severus with Pita. Harry had opted for Moussaka and a Greek Salad.
When the waiters left they looked at each other. They had millions of things to say, but silence was all they could muster, and the eye-contact seemed enough either way. Harry held the other's hand tightly.
"How long is your holiday?" He asked. Severus gave him a faint smile.
"Until August maximum." Severus said. Harry pressed his lips together but still couldn't contain his smile.
"Sounds perfect."
They dug in then, enjoying the Greek cuisine and sipping wine, whilst having small talk about Harry's trip and about how things were back in England.
"There's one thing that confuses me still." Severus said. Harry looked up and waited for him to continue. "If Krum wasn't here, why did you say the seat was taken?" Severus asked.
Harry groaned and laughed softly at himself as he looked away with a blush. Mustering the words to tell him he turned to him in amusement. "Well, let's just say I've had several attractive young men approach me in the last eight months and I just wasn't in the mood today." Severus' eyebrow rose as he took a sip of the wine. Jealousy resurfacing once more. "It's my curse for being in love with you I guess. That I have zero attraction for anyone but you."
Severus watched Harry. He would still blush slightly but he had matured a lot. Enough that he could talk about his feelings with him. Maybe he should also do his part, but before he could contribute Harry spoke again, looking at him straight in the eyes.
"Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?" he asked.
"I was going to get a room in your hotel or nearby." Severus said. Harry blushed once more and looked down before returning his gaze to Severus.
"Or you could stay with me, in my room." And Severus knew, that the other didn't meant to just sleep.
"If it won't inconvenience you." They would see how it went. Severus would make sure to pay attention and see if the other really was ready to go all the way.
Harry smiled and shook his head. "It won't." He said gently.
