The Marriage that Wasn't There - Snarry RP (Part 3)

Snape: *goes back to his room*

Harry: *lay in bed, already sleeping with traces of tears on his cheeks*

Snape: *changes for bed and climbs into bed*

Harry: *mumbled a little in his sleep before turning to Snape's side*

Snape: *looks at the tears and frowns* *lies down and goes to bed*

Harry: *wakes up quietly in the middle of the night to see Snape sleeping beside him. Humped inwardly before sneaking out of the room*

Snape: *snaps awake at the slight movement*

Harry: *doesn't know he is awake and was about to open the door to leave*

Snape: May I ask where you are going?

Harry: *stopped dead in his tracks* N...Nowhere

Snape: I dislike lies, Harry.

Harry: I...was going to the kitchen...to get a snack or something...that is. if I can find it in this big ass mansion of yours

Snape: You missed dinner. You will have nothing until breakfast. Go back to sleep.

Harry: Who are you to order me around? I told you I will not be like the good little housewife. I'm not going to abide by your rules just because you're my husband

Snape: Those are the rules of the house. If you do not have an underlying medical condition which requires you to eat, then you will not.

Harry: Oh so I'm a bloody patient now? Fuck you, Snape *opens the door and storms out*

Snape: *growls and gets up* *puts on a robe and walks out* You are going to get lost, boy.

Harry: I'll take my chances *went downstairs and started searching*

Snape: *frowns and walks back into the room*

Harry: *walked ard the manor, looking for the kitchen until he accidentally bumped into a small boy servant*

Michael: *carrying a basket of linens*

Harry: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you

Michael: Its fine, sir.

Harry: Umm...You wouldn't know where the kitchen is, do you?

Michael: Of course, sir. But why would you need to know? Dinner was hours ago.

Harry: I kinda missed dinner and want a midnight snack

Michael: Oh.. well um.. they're this way. *shows him*

Harry: *follows him to the kitchen and sighed in relief at the sight of the fridge* Oh thank you so much, Mr...?

Michael: *shrugs* I'm Michael.

Harry: Ah yes, Michael. Thanks a lot. Umm, well, carry on with whatever you're doing. I'll help myself

Michael: Er, yes sir. You're welcome. *bows*

Harry: *goes over to the fridge and hunted for leftovers from dinner. He found some stew, half of a broasted chicken and some salad. Taking them all out and reheating the stew, he decided to make some sandwiches from the chicken and salad*

*the next day*

Harry: *woke up the next morning and wondered why he was sleeping on the couch at the living room* *his mind slowly cleared* Oh...Right, I was locked out of the room...

Severus: *wakes up early and goes to shower*

Harry: *yawns and sits up, only to realize that he was supposed to be at school today* Ah, shit! *goes upstairs to the room, but the door was still locked* Fuck...

Severus: *walks out fully dressed* Good morning.

Harry: G...Good morning... *looks away*

Severus: Did you manage to find the kitchens last night?

Harry: Yes, I did, no thanks to you. And I had a very hearty midnight snack too, thank you very much

Severus: *frowns* Go shower and get dressed.

Severus: Fine *went in and did his thing, showering and dressing as quickly as he could, thinking about how late he might be for class*

Severus: *downstairs at the breakfast table*

Harry: *making sure his attire was alright, he grabbed his school bag that was among the very little luggage brought along during the wedding day and went downstairs to the dining room*

Severus: *looks up* In a hurry?

Harry: Some of us have to study still *takes a bite out of a peanut-butter toast* Got a bike or something? I can go to school myself

Severus: *frown* You will not be riding a bike.

Harry: Why not? I'm gonna be late!

Severus: *raises an eyebrow* Have you looked at the time?

Harry: *looks up and saw that he was actually roughly 2 and a half hours away before school starts* Oh

Severus: Sit down, Harry.

Harry: *sighs awkwardly and sat down*

Severus: Is there a problem, Harry?

Harry: No. Not that I know of *nibbled at his toast*

Severus: *nods* You will be driven to school and picked up from now on.

Harry: Can't I chaffeur myself without having u making me like an invalid?

Severus: *raises an eyebrow* Most teenagers would love to arrive at school in a limosine.

Harry: Most teenagers who are shallow

Severus: *frowns* How then would you like to arrive at school?

Harry: In a regular way, like everybody else. Tht's why I asked for a bike

Severus: *nods* Then we will get it when we go and get the clothes. After school today.

Harry: *sips his milk* ...Why are you treating me so nice?

Severus: You are my husband. I will not have you want for anything.

Harry: *blushed* You're...not just saying that to make me happy, are you?

Severus: *raises an eyebrow* No.

Harry: Does that mean...you like me...to an extent?

Severus: *frowns*

Harry: *sees the look and sighed* How stupid of me. You could never have feelings for a brat like me. Forget I asked

*later that day*

Snape: *in the limo waiting for Harry to get out of school*

Harry: *comes out together with Ron and Hermione before seeing the limo* Ah, great

Ron: Well fuck, mate.

Hermione: Who's limo is that?

Harry: *sighs* Mine. It's my ride

Ron: That's brilliant!

Harry: Yeah, whatever. Well, see ya guys. Gotta run

Hermione: What about our plans to go to the library for our project?

Harry: It'll have to wait. Sorry *goes over to the limo*

Driver: *gets out and opens the door for him*

Harry: Thanks *enters the limo*

Driver: *closes the door after him*

Severus: *on his laptop*

Harry: Hey. *sat beside him*

Severus: Hello.

Harry: *sits quietly for a while before asking* So...how was your day?

Severus: Uneventful.

Harry: I would assume you cut amazing deals with clients or something

Severus: *raises an eyebrow and looks over at him* I completed mind numbingly dull paperwork.

Harry: Ah, right. *looks out the window*

Severus: We are going to a tailor.

Harry: Huh? Why?

Severus: *frowns* I explained this already. You are getting a new wardrobe.

Harry: Sorry. Slipped my mind. I had a rather grueling day at class today

Severus: Oh?

Harry: Yeah. Had a little history project that I was supposed to do with Ron and Mione at the library. I was going to go there but you showed up

Severus: *frown* When is this due?

Harry: Some time next 2 weeks

Severus: *nods* They will come by the manor tonight to study.

Harry: Huh? A...Are you sure you want strangers in your house?

Severus: It will be fine.

Harry: OK. Umm, are my stuff all moved into your home now?

Severus: *nods* However the vast majority of it is unacceptable.

Harry: *eye twitch* What do you mean?

Severus: I mean precisely what I said. You will be getting all new things.

Harry: Just because you don't like the stuff that I like, doesn't give you the right to chastise it

Severus: We'll see.

Harry: *rolls his eyes* You know, I thought you would've been a man of tradition

Severus: I am.

Harry: Well, then why didn't you consummate our marriage last night? I would've expect a man of tradition such as yourself to have The First Night with your wife

Severus: *raises an eyebrow and looks at him*

Harry: Isn't that what newly weds are supposed to do?

Severus: Is that what you -want- to do?

Harry: Well, I'm your wife, am I not? Shouldn't I?

Severus: Is it what you want?

Harry: ...Yes