elmyraemilie (elmyraemilie) wrote in snape_potter, @ 2014-07-28 20:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | summer challenge14 |
Summer Challenge 14: Home Again (General)
Title: Home Again
Author: elmyraemilie
Other pairings/threesome: None
Rating: General
Word count: ~470
Theme chosen: Travel: the aftermath
Warning(s): None
Summary: Travel is exhilarating. And then you come home.
A/N: Unbetaed.
Up the stairs they trudged, their bags flying low behind them. The threshold of their bedroom was the entry to Paradise: their blue hearth rug, the old candle stand, the wardrobe with its doors still open as though they'd left just this morning.
Harry dropped the levitation on the luggage more abruptly than he'd intended, and the resulting thud of sixty pounds of luggage hitting the polished oak made Severus wince. "Could you try to be more quiet with those things?" he grumbled.
"Sorry. I don't have the energy to be subtle."
As one, they sank onto the bed. Harry flopped back with a groan; with only slightly more control, Severus joined him. They lay there, staring up at the canopy over their heads.
"If I never see another international Portkey terminal again, it will be too soon."
After a silence, Severus said, "That makes no sense whatever."
"Hmmm. Well, you got the gist, I bet." Rolling to face his lover, Harry sighed. "How did we not notice how tired we were? I don't remember feeling like this when we got up this morning. And it's only France. Sweet Merlin, how does it feel when you vacation in, I don't know, New Zealand or Sri Lanka or someplace?"
"The port-lag is so miserable, the exhaustion from the travel is scarcely noticeable."
They rested there together for a few more minutes. Severus stirred himself and propped up on one elbow. "We should unpack. I have no idea if there's even milk for tea. What time is it?"
Harry reached out with one implacable hand and pressed him back down to the coverlet. "Severus, you are the love of my life. But if you don't shut up and take a nap with me, I will not be responsible for my actions." He pulled their pillows down from the head of the bed and dropped one on Severus' face.
"Mmmmph." The pillow was rearranged to cradle his aching head. "Given your nonexistent tendency toward random violence, I do not see how I can take your threat seriously."
"Trust me. As soon as I wake up, I'll thump you. You might as well go to sleep while you wait." Harry took a deep lungful of the scents of home and burrowed further into his pillow.
"Very well. I suppose you have bullied me into it."
Their shoes made clunking noises on the bedside rug when they toed them off. After a minute, Harry blinked sleepily. "I had a wonderful, wonderful time. Did you?"
A smile, true and rare, that smile Harry so loved, graced the reply. "I did. It was all I hoped for and more." He leaned forward and gave Harry a kiss. "Now, sleep. We'll discuss the form that 'thumping' should take when we awaken."
"I love you, you know."
"And I, you. Sweet dreams."