Pawprints

14. The Burrow

The windows on the shops in Diagon Alley twinkled with lights and the road was filled with the sounds of Christmas carols and tiny fir trees spotted with snow, each adorned with a shining star. Neville's winter boots crunched as he walked towards Madame Malkin's to get some wedding robes for Ron's engagement party. Neville had returned from America a few days ago and had lost quite a bit of weight, not having liked the food in the USA much. He had however developed a nice rosy tan, having spent most of the days with his cousins at the beach in California that was a short walk from his uncle's house.

Ron's engagement party was to be in two days, on Christmas Eve and Molly would be hosting a large Christmas dinner. George had arrived at the Burrow that morning and was heaped with a huge amount of chores. He had been asked to polish every single chair and armchair, remove the cobwebs, clean the glassware and look after the furniture deliveries that were to be made the following day. Ron had organized a large marquee, pale blue shimmery balloons, a band, and a few extra chairs. 

Molly was going to do all the cooking with the help of Ginny and Pansy. A last-minute addition to the Weasley family this Christmas was Pansy as her parents were stranded in Thailand and were unable to come back home due to a tsunami in the Indian Ocean. Her father was one of the heads at the Ministry regarding Transportation and Secrecy of the Magical Community. Hibiscus Parkinson had been asked to visit Thailand and gather information about the Magical activity there and his wife, Rose had accompanied him while the other two heads of the department were currently in India and Sri Lanka. 

Pansy and Ginny had become close when Draco and Luna started dating and their friend group had merged slightly. Pansy was edgy, her style punky and loud whereas Ginny was slightly more androgynous and eclectic. They bonded over their tastes in music which wasn't the same and their eclectic sense of fashion. Pansy was one of the few people who listened to Muggle music and it was because of Draco. Ginny had started listening to music after Harry and she had ended things and she wanted something to block out the voices in her head, something to soothe her mind as she tried to sleep.

Pansy had loads of hidden talents and Molly soon found out she loved cooking. Having lived most of her early life in France and having spent most summers at their villa by the Seine, Pansy had developed a very elegant palette and had amazing culinary skills. Her time spent working with plants during career guidance had certainly helped her and she would be found most days telling Molly about various herbs and how to add scents into food using plants, spices and flowers Molly normally wouldn't use.

Ron was rushing around like a madman, Hermione knew there was going to be a party obvious, but she thought it was just one of their annual Christmas gatherings. The girls had gone shopping for robes and Hermione had accidentally walked in on Pansy and Ginny snogging in a changing room. She hadn't mentioned anything but knew that this had been coming for a while. Nearly half their year was homosexual at this point and she was extremely used to it now. She wanted to tell Harry but then decided it was Ginny's place to tell Harry and that she would keep her head out of Ginny's changing sexuality.

Harry was to arrive at the Burrow the following morning. He hadn't spent much time at the Burrow this year as he was preoccupied with his career guidance lessons and was hardly ever at his own home. Hermione often wondered if Harry was seeing someone, she had heard Ron joking to Harry about his vampire, had seen Harry blushing wildly and had noticed Harry disappearing for a long time in the evenings. Yes, he was walking Black, but it didn't take two hours to walk a dog.

Harry walked up the familiar gravel path and knocked at the cherry red door. George opened the front door and beamed at him. Harry grinned back and hugged him. Ron rushed in and joined the hug. Harry broke away from the hug and floated his trunk up the stairs to the room he was going to be sharing with Ron and George. He sat on the bed and removed his scarf as he walked over to the restroom. Staring into the mirror, Harry stroked the reddish-blue marks on his neck and throat as he smiled to himself, remembering exactly how he got them.

Severus and he had been sitting by the fire and drinking hot cocoa. Harry had finished his mug and stretched, feeling sleepy. Severus had given his cat-like smile and placed his mug down as well, chocolate coating his mouth. Harry had grinned and giggled, an arm reaching out to trace Severus's lips. Severus had nibbled his fingers and dragged him closer, starting to nibble and suck on his neck. Somehow they had ended up in Severus's room and Severus lay Harry softly on his huge bed. Severus unbuttoned Harry's pants and took his weeping cock out kissing Harry all the while. 

Harry had moaned as he felt Severus wrap his warm hand around his cock and slowly stroke him up and down. Harry remembered moaning so very loudly at the feeling of Severus's mouth, the warmth enclosing his cock. He remembered how Severus hollowed his cheeks around his cock and tugged, dark eyes looking up into his as he sucked Harry. He remembered moaning as Severus lazily dragged his tongue around the tip of his cock and pushed Harry's foreskin back. Harry remembered cumming into Severus's mouth, Severus swallowing as he gagged a bit and some cum dripped from the corner of his mouth and had landed on Harry's chest. 

He remembered kissing Severus and tasting himself on Severus's tongue. Severus removed his shirt and they both lay in bed, Harry naked and tracing patterns onto the hair on Severus's chest. He remembered murmuring I love you to Severus who whispered it back.

And in the morning Harry had woken up in Severus's arms and watched him sleep for a while. Severus looked so peaceful and beautiful in the morning light. Dark hair splayed out across the pillow, eyelashes touching his cheeks and strong arms wrapped around Harry. Harry had extracted himself from Severus's warm embrace and padded to the kitchen to make them coffee, full black for Severus with two spoons of sugar and white for him, with just one spoon of sugar.

He remembered Severus smile at him as he bought the coffee to bed and the quiet hush in the room as they whispered Good morning and I love you to each other and he smiled, his heart warm and head feeling light.

Harry sighed and cast the glamour back again watching the love bites on his neck vanish. He washed his face and walked down the stairs where the Weasley's were waiting for him to have lunch with the addition of Parkinson. He knew he had to keep what he and Severus had a secret, but he could stop smiling to himself, his heart warm and fuzzy.