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Severus looks at the rose on his workstation. He picks it up and smells it. A small smile crosses his face. He starts his brewing process and focuses on his work. Throughout the day, anticipation runs through him. He puts away his potions and goes home. The house is silent, and he walks into the living room and finds his husband asleep on the couch. He bends down and places a kiss on his nose.
Harry’s eyes flutter open, “Sev?”
Severus chuckles, “It’s me, love. Had a good nap?”
Harry stretches and groans, “Didn’t mean to fall asleep.” He stands up and kisses his husband, “Hello, babe.”
Severus smiles into the kiss, “Thank you for the rose.”
Harry smiles, they agreed decades ago, no more presents on Valentine’s day except a rose. He kisses his neck, “Thank you too.” Severus inhales Harry’s scent. After 70 years of being together, he still smells the same.
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They are having dinner at a new restaurant in Diagon Alley, Neville’s grandson is running it. Harry looks at all the other couples; they are by far the oldest. He hears the door chime, he looks up and sees their granddaughter enter with her husband. She sees them, and she nods in their direction. Severus and he nod back. They have five children, eight grandchildren and one great-grandson. Harry looks at his husband. If someone had told him in his first year at Hogwarts that he would one day be married to Severus Snape and have children with him, he would have laughed at them. But here they are, happy as ever and still going strong.
He thinks about Ron and Hermione, who got married and divorced the same year. Severus wasn’t surprised; all they did was fight, and as he told Harry, “Ron is an immature child while Hermione is a grown woman.” Hermione moved to the US, and there she met a bloke, and they got married. Ron went from one relationship to another. He fathered two children with two different women. He is currently married to wife #3, but Severus thinks they will get divorced within a year.
Severus squeezes his hand. He knows what Harry is thinking about; he can feel it through their bond. They bonded after Harry got his mastery in Defence Against the Dark Arts. He still can’t believe that Harry is his husband. And to think it is all thanks to Dumbledore and his meddling.
Harry raises an eyebrow, “I am sure Dumbledore didn’t expect this when he cast that lust spell on me.”
Severus smirks, “Oh no. We know he intended for Ginny to relieve you of your condition. He just didn’t account on you running to me for help and for me to help you. After you begged me, of course.”
Harry snorts, “You didn’t put up much of a fight from what I recall.”
Severus kisses his hand, “I didn’t. I took advantage of the opportunity presented to me. But let’s not forget I gave you a counter potion before we, as you called it, had a shag fest that turned us silly.”
Harry laughs, “Well, we didn’t leave the bedroom for two days, and you weren’t very coherent when I was pounding into you.”
Severus’ eyes go dark, “Continue to talk like that, and we won’t make it to dessert.”
Harry licks his lips, “You just have to punish me when we get home.”
Severus shakes his head. His Harry is a minx. Their sex life is still as adventurous as in their early years, even if they have less sex now. They are getting older after all.
The night continues, and they are feeding each other cake before they go home. Once they are home, they retire to their bedroom to have another kind of celebration.