Light the candle

~Nine~

"Har-Harry, I'm sorry. I'm so..." He felt tears blur his vision. I don't recognise myself any more, I'm acting like a stupid Gryffindor and crying like a Hufflepuff.

"Baby? Oh Merlin! Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't want to raise my voice at you. I just hate it when you put yourself down. Please baby don't cry. I don't like it when you cry." Potter kisses the tears from the corners of the Slytherin's eyes and hugs him. I feel like he's just comforting me all the time.

"I don't blame you. What happened happened. If it happened that way, it was meant to happen that way." Severus rested his head on the young wizard's chest to listen to his heartbeat. It calms him every time. He nodded slowly, not really believing it. How can you say that? I did kill her. It was my fault.

"Please, baby, don't blame yourself when I don't blame you." The spy shakes his head in disagreement.

"Baby without their deaths I wouldn't be able to speak Parseltongue. I wouldn't have had Sal's guidance, let alone discovered the true face of the director and other people. I wouldn't have discovered the truth about Tom. And maybe I wouldn't have told you because I didn't trust you. We don't know what would have become of me. But fate has decided it that way and I accept it. Because it gave me a reason to believe. And you want to know what it is?" Severus nodded without lifting his head from Potter's chest.

"It's you. Only you baby. And I love you Severus Tobias Snape. And for that I am willing to accept anything." Severus lifts his head from Potter's chest, his eyes shining. It is the first time Harry has ever said I love you to him. He sees the sincerity of the young wizard's words in his emerald green eyes. I-I-I...

"I want to kiss you. May I kiss you?" The Slytherin nodded. Their kiss is gentle at first, then becomes more and more passionate.

"I love you, baby."

"Hm." Severus is not ready to say those words.

"Let's get some sleep, we've had a long night." They had a date this Saturday night in a Muggle restaurant. The potion teacher much preferred Harry's cooking.

"Night, baby."

"Good night." The spy replies.

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Severus contemplates the hot bath. This is the second time he has been there. He watches the wyvern lying on the side of the large pool, its tail wagging faintly in the water. Hel is standing like a guardian of the place, watching their every move with one eye.

When the Potion master passed the painting of Salazar Slytherin, the famous wizard just nodded in greeting, whereas he greeted the young man more warmly. It was always strange for him to see one of the great founders of Hogwarts acting like a lioness mother not approving of her son-in-law. But he was also saddened that it was the founder of the Slytherins who acted in this way towards him. I am the Head of the Slytherin House not him!

Suddenly he hears a howl and notices that Pot-Harry is having a conversation with his familiar.

Once he had finished talking to the wyvern, the young wizard changed into his underwear and got into the bath.

"Come and join me, baby." Severus stares critically at the pool of hot water and the green-eyed young man.

Today, after having had his tea time with his godson on Saturday, Pot-Harry had decided to take him into the bath. Harry had decided to take him to the Chamber of Secrets so that he could enjoy the virtues of the naturally heated bath. He unconsciously ran his hand over his left forearm. Severus had been summoned a lot by the Dark Lord this April. In addition, the surviving boy's quest for horcrux had intensified. He knew that the Potter heir wanted them to relax together even if he didn't say it clearly.