I lived at this school teaching idiotic, hormone-driven miscreants because it was where you needed me. What a perfectly accurate description of teenagers.
Whenever Albus said everything would work out fine, Severus always ended up in a mess. That made me laugh out loud.
For the first time since he had killed Voldemort, Harry felt afraid. Yes, I can imagine he would after that.
I loved the bonding scene, and the way their magic entwined. Minerva's last thoughts tickled me. Albus is a manipulative old bastard, but he's usually right.
Harry sighed with relief, glad that Severus was going to allow him to spend the night. He slept better with his husband, but had not had the opportunity since term started. Severus was adamant that no one know of their relationship, so Harry had to spend his nights alone.
“Thanks, Severus,” Harry said, kissing him lightly on the lips before heading toward the bathroom. Gorgeous.
As lovely as that bit was, the section that came after was even more beautiful. It gave me the warm fuzzies and those are always nice. The sex was beautifully awkward, perfect for two inexperienced men.
“Forgot my clothes,” Severus said, throwing on a robe. So very much a man confronted with his partner going into labor. *dies laughing*