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Title: The Cheeky Suitor
Author: iulia_linnea
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: PG
Warning (highlight to view): For a too-deep understanding of floriography and the death of a rooster.
Word Count: 550
Summary: Severus and Harry have no desire to see any changes in their domestic arrangements.
Disclaimer: This work of fan fiction is based on characters and situations created by J. K. Rowling and owned by J. K. Rowling and various publishers, including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made from (and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended by) the posting of this fan work.
Author's Note: Another twenty-minute word-war ficlet written because I'm enjoying Snarry.



Pop!

Severus watched the newly Apparated couple bump awkwardly into each other before the young man pulled a bouquet out of thin air.

"Protea cynaroides," he murmured, "otherwise known sugar—"

"What does it mean?" Harry interrupted.

Severus, his gaze intent upon Lily Luna and her suitor, raised an eyebrow in surprise. Lower that hand another inch, young man, and you shall lose it. "It means 'hope', 'change', and 'transformation'."

"I see," Harry replied, his hands gripping the windowsill. "I think I can guess the kind of change he wants. Come on."

Severus snorted and followed Harry, who was soon clapping a jovial, none-too-gentle hand upon the boy's back.

"How are you this evening, Bernard?"

"Er, very well, Mr. Potter."

"Dad," said Lily Luna, a tad warily.

"Oh, er, hi. I mean, Snape. I mean—"

"Do you?" Severus asked. "Mean something, that is? If so, what?"

"Thank you for the flowers, Bernard. Goodnight."

"Be inside in a moment, sweetheart," Harry called after Lily Luna. "That was quite a bouquet, Bernard. Severus here knows all about flower meanings, don't you?"

"Yes," Severus said, not quite impassively regarding the young man. "All. About. Them."

"I, er, I, I . . . I see!"

"See that you don't, Bernard," Severus told him, turning on his heel and walking up the lane.

Lily Luna, arms folded, stood glaring at him in the doorway. Unrepentant, Severus mock-glared back as Bernard's voice carried.

"What is it I'm, er, not supposed to see?"

"Anything," retorted Harry, slamming shut the gate before hurrying up the lane after them.

"Oh, both of you are impossible!" Lily Luna insisted, as they joined her inside. "I wasn't doing anything wrong!"

"You accepted his—"

"Flowers, not his cock!" interrupted Lily Luna.

Severus' mouth twitched. "Language."

"She got it right. She just better not be getting 'it', at all!"

"Agreed."

"I am standing right here!" Lily Luna shouted. "I am sixteen! I can have all the cock I want!"

Severus put a restraining hand on Harry's arm. "You're turning funny colours. Allow me."

Taking a deep breath, Harry nodded.

To Lily Luna, Severus said, "You are fifteen years and eight months old, and you were out almost two hours after curfew—but yes, you may have all the 'cock' you want."

Lily Luna's eyes widened, and she dropped the bouquet. "No! It's not Sheldon's time!"

"You never should have named him, you know. Now, follow me."

~*~

Harry handed Severus a steaming mug of coffee as he entered the kitchen.

"That smells good. Have the boys returned? Which of them brewed it?"

"I'll just have it back then," Harry said, reaching for the mug.

A thick jet of ink spun around the mug, resolving itself into the phrase, "This is MY mug," and Harry pulled back his hand and leant against the worktop. "Git."

Severus moved to stand with Harry, taking note of the flowers in the vase behind him. "She's fine. I killed it. She's plucking it. Given the spell I cast, she'll be knee-deep in cock feathers before she's done."

"Poor Sheldon," said Harry, shaking his head. "You're really quite mean. I love it."

"'It'?" Severus asked, rather shamelessly.

"I love you." Harry pressed his side into Severus'. "You know that."

Severus took a long, deep, smiling sip of his excellent coffee and replied, "I do."

Comments

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eoforyth
Sep. 13th, 2016 07:41 pm (UTC)
Poor Bernard. Poor Sheldon, and Lily Luna should know better! 2 hours late, does she not know Severus, even if she thinks she can pull one over on Harry? If she wasn't spitting feathers at the interuption, she'll really be spitting them now :D

*sniggers* Lovely.
iulia_linnea
Sep. 13th, 2016 08:48 pm (UTC)
Sheldon is destined to become a very fine coq au vin, which Lily Luna will enjoy in spite of having named her food. And yes, she really should have known better than to have broken curfew!

I'm glad you enjoyed this! :D
a_boleyn
Sep. 13th, 2016 09:24 pm (UTC)
I love protective Harry and Severus.
iulia_linnea
Sep. 13th, 2016 09:28 pm (UTC)
*glee*
alisanne
Sep. 13th, 2016 09:32 pm (UTC)
Bwahahaha!
Yeah, echoing all the others, she should have known better for sure.
And she'll be lucky if they allow her the cock she's seeking before she's 35. *g*
Very cute!
Love these ficlets you're doing lately. :)
iulia_linnea
Sep. 13th, 2016 09:46 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you, Ali!

Poor Lily Luna. :P

Edited at 2016-09-13 09:47 pm (UTC)
alienor77310
Sep. 14th, 2016 09:16 am (UTC)
Question: what happened to the cats of the household when the boys were that age?
iulia_linnea
Sep. 14th, 2016 10:02 pm (UTC)
I have an answer for you, but I won't be able to post it until later this evening. :)
iulia_linnea
Sep. 15th, 2016 02:05 am (UTC)
Protecting the Nest is posted. :)
livejournal
Sep. 20th, 2016 12:32 am (UTC)
SS/HP Prophet for September 11 - September 17
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