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They sat in stillness, silent.
Severus could see a tic working in Harry’s jaw. His shoulders were stiff; Severus was unaccustomed to seeing him so tense.
The clock struck midnight.
They were both waiting. Severus knew they’d never leave the room without it happening.
And yet, still here they sat.
Harry coughed.
Fortunately, Severus was a man of action.
In one swift movement, he pulled Harry towards him, kissing him firmly. Harry’s lips were soft and so very warm as they moved beneath Severus’.
They parted, breaths coming in harsh gasps.
Then, they fell into each other’s arms once more.