Past History ~ SS/HP ~ NC-17

Title: Past History
Author: [personal profile] lilyseyes
Pairing: past Severus Snape / Harry Potter
Word Count: 100 x 8
Rating : NC-17
Challenge: [community profile] snarry100 # 630: History
Warnings: * Mpreg*
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
Summary: Severus brings together law enforcement officers from many agencies to form a task force designed to handle high-profile investigations and special protection duties, quietly. The SIU specializes in speedy resolutions and high-level protection. (This is set in May 2014) The SIU Series.

Harry brushed the biscuit crumbs from his fingers as he finished reading through the surveillance history Seamus included in his report. Pleased with Seamus' observations, Harry scribbled recommendations on a sticky note and signed off on the report. Standing up, he Vanished the crumbs off his robes, frowning when his hand encountered the little paunch he hadn’t been able to get rid off since Mikey's birth. Although Severus didn't seem to mind, Harry hated it and wondered how the Duchess had gotten herself back in shape so quickly.

Harry stood and stretched, perhaps he could workout before the princes' training.

Severus waved off his lights as he headed towards his office door, pausing as he heard the lift open. A man stepped out and looked around curiously.

"Can I help you?" Harry's voice, professional but clipped and Severus could tell he was on alert.

"I'm looking for Commander Snape." The reply was haughty.

It was a voice Severus hadn't heard in thirty years. "Marcus?"

The man spun around, a wide grin on his face, and in the next moment Severus was enveloped in a tight hug.

"Severus?" Harry's tone was sharp.

"We have history, young man," Marcus said, dismissing Harry.

Harry saw red as the stranger continued to manhandled his husband. His magic swirled around Harry as Severus extricated himself and stepped in front of McGuire.

"Harry, this is Marcus McGuire of MI5, who was my first training officer." Severus soothed, smirking as he turned to Marcus. "Marcus, I'm proud to introduce my husband, Harry Potter."

Taking a calming breath, Harry watched McGuire's eye flick to his forehead and almost rolled his eyes. "McGuire."

McGuire stuck out his hand. "Fabulous meeting you! My wife will never believe this!"

"Are you here to reminisce about our misspent history, Marcus, or—"

Severus escorted Marcus back to the lift, ignoring Harry's glare as Marcus gave him a one-armed hug before disappearing. Rolling his eyes, Severus pointed at the file Marcus had brought, the front bearing the seals of both MI5 and MI6.

"You are familiar with Henry's deployment history, how much truth do you think is in the Taliban's threat?"

Harry's glare turned into a frown. "It's highly probable the comments were made. Our brass young friend was very vocal at the time about his opinion of the terrorists."

Sighing, Severus glanced at the clock. "We'd better get going and bring the folder."

Their lesson was over and Wills sat down to play with the boys as Harry pulled Henry aside. Severus stood near door, reading through the file McGuire brought to them.

"You can go through the specialized course the SAS has or one the Aurors have," Harry told him.

"Historically, Taliban are cowards anyway—"

Frowning at Henry's cheeky response to the new threat, Harry cut him off. "And you have a history of not thinking through your actions!" He snapped, his eyes pointedly straying to the children. "This time the collateral damage would be unacceptable!"

Henry sighed, rubbing his face.

Severus glanced up when the door opened and the Duchess stepped in. His greeting was interrupted as she gasped and pointed towards the babies. Severus looked to see a unicorn plushie sailing through the air. Gabriel was reading a book, but Michael and George both had their hands outstretched toward the toy.

Wills sighed as his son snagged the toy out of the air. "Bloody hell! We're in for it!"

The Duchess beamed. "My family history shows our first accidental magic happens about now."

Severus nodded, scowling. "Yes, but harder to hide when you live in a fishbowl."

"Good point."

Harry slid into bed beside Severus, sighing with relief.

"Boys asleep?"

"Yes, finally."

"And Henry?"

Harry turned toward Severus, running his hand up Severus' chest. "Signed up for the advanced shield training with the Aurors, Glamoured of course, Apparation training, and he agreed to wear the Portkey."

"Well done, especially with his past."

Sliding on top of Severus, Harry nibbled along Severus' jaw. "Enough talking."


Harry felt Severus' hands slide down his back and cup his arse. He groaned, shifting over to kiss Severus hungrily. Fingers trailed between his cheeks and Harry pushed back against them, encouraging their movement.

Severus casted a nonverbal preparation spell, knowing, historically, neither of them would last long. He slid in one finger and then two, quickly stretching Harry, before guiding his cock into position.

"Ride me," he whispered, helping Harry maneuver back.

Harry braced his hands on Severus' chest, taking him to the hilt. Slowly, Harry began rock backward as Severus thrust up. Fingers pinched his nipples as Severus reached between them and fisted Harry's prick. Harry sped up, snapping his hips faster as Severus stroked him, pushing them both over the edge.

"Mine," Harry gasped, collapsing on Severus' chest.

"Always, my heart."


Another fantastic installment! Thank you for sharing!
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