alisanne

Title: A Shared Future
Author: alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 5
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for snarry100/snarry100/snarry100's prompt #418: Future.
Warning(s): None
Betas: sevfan and emynn
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.


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A Shared Future

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“How are things with Severus?”

Harry shrugged. “Good, I guess.”

“You guess?” Hermione raised an eyebrow. “The last time we talked, things were hot and heavy. You couldn’t get enough of him.”

Harry hummed, recalling the night before. He blushed. “Well, that’s still true.”

“Meaning the sex is still good, then.” She chuckled as his blush deepened. “But that wasn’t all I meant. What about a future?”

“A future?”

“You know. Marriage, kids--”

“We’re men.”

“You can adopt.” Hermione rolled her eyes. “All I’m asking is, where are you going with Severus?”

Harry was perturbed to realise he didn’t know.

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Harry was still pondering Hermione’s question when he got home. He wasn’t scheduled to see Severus that night, but the thought of a future without Severus was so disturbing he knew something had to be done.

Determined, he moved towards the Floo and tossed in some powder. “Severus Snape!”

Immediately, Severus’ living room appeared. Severus was in a chair, reading. He looked up. “Harry?”

“Can I come over? I know we weren’t supposed to see each other tonight, but--”

Severus held up a hand. “Of course. I’m about to have dinner. Would you like to join me?”

Harry smiled. “Yes.”

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Harry licked his lips. “That was delicious.”

Severus hummed. “My mother would be pleased to hear you say that. It’s her recipe.”

“You’ve made it your own, though.” Nervous, Harry wrung the napkin in his hand. “You add your stamp to everything.”

Severus’ eyes narrowed. “Something’s wrong. You’ve been on edge all evening.”

Harry looked away.

“Harry?”

“Hermione mentioned something and I realised I’ve no idea if you-- but I don’t want you to pressure you, and I’m not sure this is the time--”

“Harry.” Leaning forward, Severus clasped his hand. “Tell me.”

“Severus, do we have a future together?”

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Severus’ expression went blank and Harry’s heart sunk. “This isn’t meant to pressure you,” he blurted as Severus just sat there. “We’ve only been dating a few months so I wasn’t sure if you wanted--”

“Yes,” interrupted Severus, fingers tightening on Harry’s. “Yes, I want. If you want--”

“If I want--?” Harry’s mouth worked for a moment. “Yes! I didn’t know if you wanted.”

Severus smiled faintly. “You’re beautiful, gifted...how could I not want a future with you?”

Somehow Harry ended up in Severus’ lap, kissing him, undressing him, and Severus was helping. Frantically, they grappled together, words forgotten.

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Harry squinted up at the underside of the table. “Dusty.”

Severus, on whose chest he was resting, snorted. “In my defence, I rarely see under my furniture.”

“So you haven’t been shagging your other boyfriends under here?” Intended to be teasing, it came out sounding needy instead. Harry immediately wished he could take the words back.

“Is that why you’ve never asked about our future before?” Severus hummed. “Trust me. You’re my only...boyfriend.”

Harry relaxed. “Good, because I’m not the sharing type.”

“Nor am I.” Severus’ arms tightened around Harry. “Unless we’re discussing a shared future.”

Harry smiled. “Brilliant.”

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