Blood Stones (Snarry)

The Potion

"Your potions will be ready in two days. I've added my own kick to them to aid in some of your other injuries as well, you may not need the glamour by the time your young arrive." Harry seemed excited at this.

"Really?" He supposed it would be odd to Potter, not having to use a glamour.

"Yes really. I've conditioned it to heal particularly stubborn scars while the other potion works on your knee and elbow. I will, however, need to remove the bone from the areas completely before you drink it. it is my understanding that you have undergone something similar before." at that part Harry grimaced, remembering first Lockhart, then Ed and Kathleen, James' accidental magic, then several Auror missions...

"Your method for that particular part-" he began, shifting around a bit in Severus's arms to hide his nervous expression.

"It won't be particularly painful, will it?" he asked, sounding abashed for worrying about certain criteria that most focus solely on.

Lockhart's had felt strange... Kathleen's were numb... his son's accidental magic an odd aching thrum... but most of the denouement spells he'd faced on the Aurors were explicitly painful. He knew it would most likely play a role in his recovery but... he still struggled against certain memories at times, and the memory of having broken bones spelled away just so they could be replaced, and interrogations continued... he didn't wish to have a visceral reaction against Severus.

"I understand its important... but a little warning if it will hurt might help." he admitted, turning a bit red and glancing to the side.

"Removing your existing bones comes as a simple spell and will not hurt in the slightest." He assured Harry

"Regrowing them however will hurt just as much as it has in the past. It's still a skele-grow potion, just different." He saw the disappointment in his eyes at that as he mentally prepared himself.

"My potion will work a lot faster than the common potion, however. Normally it would take overnight but mine should only take six hours or so, likely less." He held Harry close to him.

"I'll be there the whole time comforting you until it's over and I may be able to help the pain with another option if you wish but it will not disappear completely." He brushed Harry's hair from his face revealing the faded lightning bolt scar there.

"I hope this one doesn't go. I would miss it too much." he laughed

"It's not the prettiest thing Snape." he laughed, touching it as he secretly thought about how, yes it meant a lot to so many people and what it signified, but also how it was easy to tell for everyone on who he was, and made him recognizable enough for blackmail to have weight.

"I trust you and your potions implicitly, just... well, faulty potions from others and what not." he chuckled awkwardly, but he still held on tightly to his lover. He seemed to have a bit of the jitters but seemed fine as long as Severus was there.

"... I hope you know I'm going to be wanting plenty of pampering... and ice cream. Lots of ice cream." he said in a false haughty tone to help relieve their tensions.

"This is not getting your tonsils out Potter." Severus said with a smirk.

"It's close enough."

"Mm-" he hummed at Harry as he leaned in for another kiss.

"You really should eat you know." he said in between battling Harry's tongue with his own. It had somehow been many hours since they cooked last, having not had anything at all.

"Why don't you go upstairs and finish getting dressed? Wear something... nice. I will call you when I'm done the cooking" Had they both been alive, Severus likely would have taken Harry on a date by now. Being dead however, he was bound to that area for now. That did not mean however that he couldn't bring the date to him.