Isn't He Lovely-Professor Snape

Post War Pt 7

As we step inside, hand in hand, I'm greeted by the sight of a beautiful assortment of white tulips adorning the kitchen counter, accompanied by a glistening bottle of champagne. My heart swells with love as I gaze at Severus, his eyes filled with warmth and affection.

Without a word, he pulls me close, our lips meeting in a tender kiss that speaks volumes of our shared joy and excitement. Breaking apart, we share a knowing smile before turning our attention to the champagne.

Severus expertly uncorks the bottle with a satisfying pop, the sound echoing through the kitchen as we laugh together. Pouring two glasses, we clink them together in a silent toast before taking a sip, the bubbly liquid dancing on our tongues.

"Here's to us," Severus says, his voice soft but filled with emotion. "To a lifetime of love and happiness together."

I smile, my heart overflowing with love for this man who has brought so much joy into my life. "To us," I echo, my voice barely above a whisper as we share another kiss.

As we sip our champagne, the warmth of the bubbles spreading through us, we sink into the comfort of conversation. I lean against the kitchen counter, watching as Severus moves with ease, his eyes sparkling with a soft glow.

"How did you plan all of this?" I inquire, curiosity lacing my voice as I gesture towards the tulips and champagne.

Severus chuckles softly, a playful glint in his eyes. "It took a bit of planning, I must admit," he admits, a hint of pride coloring his tone. "But seeing the look on your face made it all worth it."

I smile, feeling a rush of gratitude for the thought and effort he put into making this moment so special. "I can't believe you did all of this," I remark, shaking my head in disbelief. "It's perfect."

He reaches out to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "You deserve nothing but the best," he murmurs, his voice filled with sincerity.

I blush at his words, feeling a surge of warmth in my chest at his unwavering affection. "Thank you," I whisper, unable to tear my gaze away from his.

"I wish my parents were here to see this" Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I mention my parents, a pang of longing tugging at my heart. Without hesitation, Severus lifts my chin with gentle fingers, his eyes filled with understanding and compassion.

"I wish they were here too," he murmurs, his voice soft with empathy. Leaning forward, he presses a tender kiss to my lips, his touch a soothing balm against the ache of my loss.

As I lean into his embrace, seeking solace in his comforting presence, he reveals a secret that takes my breath away. "I wanted to make sure I had their blessing," he confesses, his gaze searching mine for any sign of doubt or hesitation.

I feel my heart swell with emotion at his words, overwhelmed by the depth of his love and devotion. "You went and visited their graves?" I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper as tears trickle down my cheeks.

Severus nods, his expression tender and sincere. "I wanted them to know how much you mean to me," he explains, his voice filled with reverence. "And to ask for their blessing"

In that moment, surrounded by the soft glow of candlelight and the sweet scent of flowers, I feel a profound sense of gratitude for the man standing before me. With each passing moment, I realize just how lucky I am to have found someone who loves me so completely, who cherishes me with such unwavering devotion.

Wrapping my arms around him, I bury my face in his chest, overcome with emotion. "Thank you," I whisper, my voice choked with tears. "For everything."

As our lips meet in a passionate embrace, a surge of desire courses through my veins, igniting a firestorm of longing that threatens to consume us both. With each kiss, our bodies press closer together, the heat of our passion fueling the flames of our desire.