The wedding feast had been interesting to say the least, it started with Severus and Harry taking verbal and sarcastic shots at one another, then Draco asking Harry to show him how to muggle fight, then onto more explanations of the fact Voldemort used to be known as Tom Marvolo Riddle, who was a half-blood wizard. Harry ended that conversation when Draco asked how Harry knew so much about Voldemort when most of their encounters were just battles, and all Harry had said was keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer.
A truer statement couldn't be said about the matter. You had to know your enemy to beat them. The small reception wasn't anything fancy, more talking with music playing in the background. Severus spoke with Lucius and Narcissa while Draco and Harry were having their own conversation about the fact they were going into their sixth year at Hogwarts in a month.
"Are you going to learn how to apparate? We're allowed to take that class this year?" Draco asked.
"Can't wait." Harry nodded.
"But you two can't take the apparition test until you're seventeen, so even if you take the courses…" Severus informed.
"Yeah, yeah…We know. I can't take it til after our birthdays." Draco muttered. "Stupid rule. Why even teach apparition at sixteen if you can't take the licensing test until you're seventeen."
"Assumingly, to give people enough time to practice it." Harry told his friend.
"Well, I promise that even though I turn seventeen before you, Harry, we'll take our tests together as soon as you're seventeen and they're offering it." Draco vowed.
"Thanks, but while I'll learn it as a skill…I really don't like apparating. I do side-along with Remus and Severus, which makes me nauseous. I don't mind portkey, but it's still a weird feeling. Floo and broom, totally fine." Harry chuckled.
"What do you plan to do with your life after Hogwarts?" Draco inquired.
"Honestly, haven't given it much thought. Right now, most of my life is surviving. And can't focus on what I'll do because I'm always looking over my shoulder for the dark lord. Maybe after he's gone I'll figure out what I want to do." Harry informed.
"You can still plan a career, can't you?" Draco tried.
"To what point would there be planning a future when I don't know if I'll have one?" Harry replied calmly. "The dark lord's main goal is to kill me, then likely, to take over the world. I'm not planning what I'll do until he's gone and I don't have to worry about it." He paused.
"Consider it for a second, okay? Let's say, for argument's sake, I decided to take up teaching…You tell me how much I'm gonna get done with a target on my back? As it is, I barely make it through each school year without some kind of major event that risks my life…" He informed. "The point is that it's pointless for me to plan a future when I don't know where mine is gonna end up. This time in a year, I could be dead."
"Alright, good point." Draco shrugged. "But say you do defeat the dark lord, and your life is yours to live freely…What would you want to do? You'd make a good Auror, I think."
"I believe your father was one," Lucius considered. "I can't recall if Lily was one too…"
"The Longbottom's were both Auror's…" Narcissa mentioned.
"Dad nor mum were aurors." Harry informed. "Dad worked for the Order."
"What did your mother do for work?" Narcissa inquired.
"I don't know, Mrs. Malfoy. I think she was in the Order too. I don't know all that much about my parents other than what they looked like, and they died for me…Then a few little details, the most heard being that I look just like my father, except my eyes…" Harry admitted.
"You do have Lily's eyes, That can't be disputed," Severus informed. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Remus and Sirius really only had stories of my dad. Remus had a couple about mum…And I won't ask Pettigrew anything because if I see him, I may kill him…" Harry remarked.
"Would you, really?" Draco blinked.
"He betrayed my parents, Dray…He's the reason they're dead. I know the dark lord did the killing, but he never would have found them if not for Pettigrew opening his mouth…Bloody rat." Harry stated.
"That's not very nice…" Draco chuckled. "No need for name-calling."
"I'm not calling him a name, Draco…Pettigrew is a rat, literally. That's his animagus form…" Harry informed.
"Pettigrew is a rat animagus?" Lucius, Severus, and Narcissa blinked.
"Well, yeah…Didn't everyone know that?" Harry looked at them. The three shook their heads. "Back in third year, Sirius broke out of prison because he saw Pettigrew in rat form on the cover of the Daily Prophet; he was with the Weasley family in Egypt."
"Why was he with the Weasley's?" Severus asked.
"Because when he framed Sirius Black for his murder, and the twelve muggles who died, he cut off his own finger and hid out in rat form for twelve years with the Weasley family, under the guise of Scabbers, the pet rat…" Harry informed.
"Wow…" Draco blinked.
"To answer your question…I really wanna kill him, but I probably wouldn't go farther than kicking his ass…I don't desire to end up in Azkaban…" Harry stated. "But I got plenty to attack him for…I promised him in third year when I spared his life that I'd hand him over to the dementors…"
"You spared him?" Narcissa questioned.
"I kept Remus and Sirius from killing him in third year when they'd teamed up to destroy him…" Harry told her.
"Was this after I'd lost consciousness because you attacked me, Potter?" Severus wondered.
"Yes…" Harry nodded. "Sorry again about that…"
"Be lucky I didn't punish you for attacking a teacher…" Severus scoffed.
"You were trying to take Sirius to prison when I was trying to learn the truth. I knew you weren't gonna listen…And I wasn't aiming to actually attack you, just get your wand away…" Harry admitted. "I didn't think it was going to blast you. I know I've seen it before, with you hitting Lockhart in second year. I didn't know how to use it offensively, though."
"Some spells can be used that way," Severus remarked. "Not everyone can do them, so while I should be angry about the attack…I was rather impressed. But the technical reasoning as to why a disarming charm can propel people backwards is based on the amount of power behind it. Basic use would disarm an opponent…Advanced will throw them backwards like Everte Statum and Depulso. It's an interesting trick to keep up your sleeve. An opponent may think you're taking their wand when you're actually about to throw them back." He explained.
"Ah…Again, sorry…" Harry shrugged. "I really wasn't aiming to hurt you, but I wanted the truth…"
"I've forgiven it…In your position, I might have done the same…" Severus stated. "I think I was more furious that you willingly went after a werewolf!"
"I actually went after Sirius…" Harry corrected.
"Who had gone after?..." Severus pushed.
"Remus as a werewolf…" Harry mumbled.
"Exactly." Severus shook his head. "I would prefer you keep yourself out of trouble this year, if you don't mind…"
"No promises, but I'll try…" Harry agreed.
"If there ends up being trouble, I'll thank you to come to me…It looks far better that a student told a teacher than a student taking matters into their own hands…" Severus said.
"So what you're saying is you want Harry to come to you with any problems?" Draco asked.
"In basic terms, yes…" Severus nodded.
"I'll try, but I told you…Trouble finds me." Harry stated.
"Then you find me," Severus told him.
"Yes, sir," Harry replied. "But if trouble finds you, as you anticipate that it will, find me. Deal? We're in this together now."
. . .
The hours ticked away as the small reception was spent talking, like before; it was Harry and Draco going on whatever, but the adults would pop in every once in a while. Now, it was about 9:30 pm as Harry and Severus were leaving back to Spinner's End to carry on with the consummation of their bonding.
"Have a good night!" Narcissa beamed.
"If you're up for it, return tomorrow for breakfast?" Lucius offered.
"Don't hurt my godfather…" Draco mumbled.
Severus fought blushing that his godson obviously knew Harry would be topping tonight. Had Harry told him, or did Draco just know? He probably just knew. The boy was always figuring things out or overhearing. It didn't matter, Draco had seen Severus in a compromising situation a couple weeks ago and it wasn't a secret what was happening tonight.
"Come along, Harry," Severus guided Harry to the floo. Severus tossed the powder into the fireplace of the main room. "Severus Snape, Spinner's End." They were gone in the green flames.
"Ya know…It's still not real to me that they're married." Draco admitted.
"It does seem odd and not something Severus would agree to, for anyone…" Lucius agreed.
"Ah well, Harry isn't just anyone." Narcissa giggled some. "He's the son, godson, and unofficial nephew to three people Severus can't stand…But also the son to the woman Severus always loved and was best friends with. I think it makes an interesting dynamic, more so what we saw during the ceremony...I believe they'll be just fine together." She admitted. "It might take some time, but that's fine. They'll have a chance to work out their problems with one another and also bond over similar pasts. We said earlier Severus and Harry have found their match in each other…"
"Their match in sarcastic remarks…" Draco reminded.
"Oh, I think it'll be much more than that. Now…Let's clean up!" Narcissa rallied her boys.
. . .
Stepping out of the fireplace into Spinner's End, Severus made sure everything was locked down with a simple wave of his wand. Nothing looked different, but Harry suspected it was some charm to protect the place from unexpected visitors.
"Before we do anything…I desire to be out of these clothes." Severus informed calmly. "I assume you do as well…You may come to my room at 10:00 and we'll consummate the marriage."
"Alright," Harry nodded.
It was easy to see that Severus was using the changing out of his clothes reasoning to get some time alone to prepare for what would be done. Harry wasn't really nervous; he had faith in his performance as a top to ensure Severus didn't regret tonight. Severus walked away to get to his room and then once he'd gone inside and closed the door, Harry went to his own.
There hadn't been talks about their sleeping arrangements after tonight, but Harry was going to safely assume they were going to inhabit separate rooms. With Harry in his room, he quickly grabbed his night clothing, then went over to the bathroom to get a shower in. It wasn't needed, but it would pass the next thirty minutes.
When 10:00 pm came, Harry stood in his dark green pajamas with the silver trim at Severus's bedroom door. Harry lightly knocked the wood with his knuckle. The door opened to reveal Severus in a pair of black silk night wear with gold trim. "Come in," Severus stepped aside to let Harry into his bedroom. It seemed like a simple room, not much décor in it.
Simple bed, dresser, nightstands and windows. There were bookshelves, and two other doors, which Harry assumed were to the closet and to the bathroom. Harry, of course, took notice of the green curtains. Severus would have a touch of Slytherin in his room. Harry liked it, honestly. "Something you find interesting?"
"Just admiring your room, Severus. I've never seen inside it before and I like how simple it is." Harry confessed gently.
"Oh…" Severus replied, surprised. "I've never been a man who needed much. Besides, my pride and joy is my brewing lab…" He informed.
"I assumed your lab would be your favorite place as a potions master." Harry chuckled. "Everyone's got something." He shrugged. It was a poor attempt at keeping the awkwardness at bay.
Severus closed the bedroom door and walked towards the bed. "I would like to start with I've never done this with anyone younger than five years of myself…But I am trusting you and that you'll not make me regret giving you that trust…" Severus told him.
"You won't," Harry reassured as he stepped towards Severus.
"Now-," Severus went to start again.
This time, Harry silenced the man by claiming his lips in a simple and short kiss. After a moment, Harry pulled back and looked in the potions master's eyes. "Now, you need to stop talking and relax, Severus…You said you trusted me, Sev…So trust me when I say I know what I'm doing. You just relax and let me handle this…" Harry smiled as he put a hand on Severus's cheek lightly and leaned in again. "Okay?" Severus managed only to nod to Harry's words before Harry pressed his lips back to the older man's.
The kissing went on for a little bit and then Harry shifted his hands to rest on the man's shoulders and deepen the kiss, effectively making it so that they were making out. Severus didn't mind this; he knew Harry was a good kisser and was surprised when the boy pressed himself against the potions master. Eventually, Harry's fingers began to work the buttons of Severus's night shirt until the clothing was opened and Harry slid his hands over the man's shoulders to lightly push the article of clothing off, which Severus allowed to just fall as he was too busy enjoying Harry's soft touch on his skin.
The teenager carefully backed Severus up to the bed and then got him to sit and lay back as Harry on top, straddling his hips and bending forward to continue the making out. Severus finally moved his hands up hesitantly to set on Harry's hips, but began to move upwards along the teen's back and subsequently raised his shirt. When Harry's night shirt was up as far as it would go, Harry pulled from the kiss to drag the shirt over his head and off his arms easily before tossing it behind him where it landed on the floor somewhere.
Severus gave the boy a once over; he had a nice body. "You can touch, you know…" Harry told him with a smile before leaning in and claiming the potion master's lips once more and resumed the kissing. Severus only touched Harry's visible skin on his arms or back, maybe once on his chest. Harry's lips shifted along Severus's cheek, then ran his tongue on the outer edge of the older man's ear, causing Severus to shiver slightly and let out a shaky breath.
Harry used his tongue to flick the earlobe, then brought it in his mouth to suck on a little before giving it a slight nip. Severus tried to fight the moan coming out, but was unable to hide it from Harry, who grinned and didn't lose focus as he moved his lips to Severus's neck and found a place between the shoulder and neck to lick and suck. Severus choked out another moan as Harry did whatever he was doing, but the boy eventually stopped and realized he left a small hickey. Harry carefully slipped his body down to his knees while getting his hands on the waistband of his husband's sleep pants, and gently pulling them off along with the man's underwear.
Severus felt off being entirely nude before Harry, but it didn't last long as Harry stood up long enough to remove his own pants and boxers. Harry returned to being on his knees between Severus's legs, lightly taking hold of the man's very erect length and starting to stroke it. Severus's neck gave out and his head hit the bed as Harry lowered his mouth over the appendage, beginning to suck. "H-Harry…" It didn't deter Harry, of course. The teenager kept on what he was going as Severus lost himself to the feeling as it only took about two minutes before he was at his limit.
Severus's hips bucked slightly as the warning, but Harry kept on going until Severus came with a moan. Harry pulled off with a dirty-sounding pop as Severus lay there trying to catch his breath. Harry gave him a moment, but continued with light strokes to keep the man aroused without it being uncomfortable from overstimulation, which surprised Severus. Harry used a wordless and wandless spell to clean out his mouth before going back closer to kiss Severus again.
"You have lube in here, babe?" Harry asked against Severus's lips, and being called babe made Severus flush, but it was dark and Harry probably couldn't see such.
"N-No…" Severus admitted. How could he forget such an essential thing!?
"It's okay, I got it," Harry assured. "Scoot back on the bed a bit." Severus didn't know what Harry meant by having lube on him, but he decided not to ask questions and do what he'd been told. Oddly, Severus thought it was kind of arousing to see Harry take control and tell him what to do. The boy's confidence was stellar, not an ounce of nervousness or uncertainty to what he was doing. "You prefer on your back, or on your hands and knees, Sev?"
"No preference," Severus replied.
Harry easily spread the man's legs apart and Severus watched as Harry raised his hand a little and muttered something before moving his hand to Severus's rear. "I'm going to prepare you now," Harry informed his partner. Severus gave a small nod to Harry, and tried to relax himself as he felt a single, lubed, digit begin moving around the ring to massage it and then Harry worked to insert his finger slowly. Severus found that it didn't hurt, but there was always that tiny bit of discomfort when penetrated.
Harry pushed his finger in fully and began to work it around, also in and out. Severus ended up gripping the bed under him at the feeling, which was very enjoyable. At some point, Harry pushed back in with two fingers and Severus only moaned. Harry worked Severus open and looser, the older man was completely relaxed and had been moaning the whole time. Severus even asked for more once and Harry was happy to hit the potion master's prostate a couple times to refresh that wave of pleasure.
"Are you ready?" Harry asked gently. Severus was nervous for this, but Harry showed promise with the preparation, so he guessed he was. Severus nodded to Harry as he smiled. "Flip over…" Harry told him calmly after pulling out his fingers. Severus turned over onto his front, propped up on his hands and knees as Harry was behind him.
Harry had a hand on Severus's hip, then Severus felt the teen's hardened prick at his entrance and just like with Harry's fingers, somehow, Harry's cock was already lubed up and so was his own butt. Harry pressed himself inside Severus's rear slowly as the older male didn't feel pain or discomfort; just the stretch and strangely, it felt good. Harry eventually put both hands on Severus's hips and pulled them close so that his cock was buried into Severus's bum fully.
"M-Merlin, Harry!" Severus moaned out.
"You alright?" Harry asked him lightly.
"F-Fine…Move," Severus told him.
Harry began to rock his hips slowly, at first, and then picking up pace when Severus asked for it to be faster and harder. Harry only did what Severus asked him to do, not wanting to do something the older man might not like. Harry was determined not to screw this up or Severus would never trust him again. It seemed like Severus was enjoying things, though, so that was good for Harry that they might do this again. Severus had to admit, Harry knew what he was doing and Severus didn't mind this as much as he'd hyped himself up about not wanting to do it.
It didn't go on for too long, Harry would reach around to stroke Severus's length and then somewhere after fifteen minutes of that; they shifted to Severus being on his back and legs spread, also pushed to his chest. That was fun because Harry could go in deeper, and also lean forward so that they could make out too. Harry made sure to hit the potion master's prostate a lot and continued with the stroking of his partner's cock towards the end and drove them both to their climaxes.
"Sev…Merlin…" Harry moaned.
"H-Harry! I-I can't…"
"Don't hold back then…Cum for me," Harry told him, locking their lips in a kiss.
It wasn't much longer until Harry felt his release coming and wrapped a hand around Severus's cock to stroke him until they both moaned in pleasure. Harry finished inside his husband as Severus spilled across both their midsections. Harry released the man's sensitive prick and fell beside Severus on the bed as both of them rode out their orgasmic bliss after Harry pulled out. When they had calmed, Severus was up first to cast a cleaning charm on them and then went to collect his clothing, back turned to Harry the entire time. Harry slowly got off the bed and grabbed his things, beginning to throw them back on lazily.
"You may return to your room now, Potter…" Severus stated calmly.
Harry had been about to ask if Severus was alright, but decided against it as the man didn't seem interested in questions. It had been a great experience, but Harry knew Severus only saw it as a requirement of marriage. Maybe it did feel good for him, but it didn't erase that Harry was his student, whom he was married to and just had sex with.
"Yes, sir…" Harry replied as he went for the door. "Goodnight." Severus only kept his back to Harry as the teenager turned his head and closed his eyes. "I'm sorry…" Before Severus could ask why Harry apologized to him, the potions master saw Harry opening the door and leaving the bedroom in a brisk walk, ensuring the door closed behind him.
Harry made it to his room, shutting and locked the door before collapsing on his bed with a sigh. He should have known better than to think things might be alright between them. It wasn't an ideal situation, but anything would have been better than Severus making Harry feel like he was just some hookup. Alas, Harry suspected that this entire marriage was going to be difficult. Getting comfortable with the acceptance of how things would be; Harry finally took off his glasses and fell asleep on his bed.