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Treasuring Liberty.
Title: Treasuring Liberty.
Rating : G.
Author: pekeleke
Word Count: 100
Challenge: Written for snarry_100 prompt challenge 364: Liberty.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters. No money is being made out of this work.
Summary: No one treasures Severus' liberty more than Harry Potter...
Treasuring Liberty.
Pale moonlight filters through gossamer-thin curtains, shattering the darkness with delicate beams of silver-coloured light that allows Severus' eyes to see Harry's feverish face.
The gryffindor's hair is plastered to his marked forehead and Severus brushes it aside with the kind of heartfelt adoration that he wouldn't dare to bestow under normal circumstances.
“Severus... You're here.”
Harry's voice startles him into flustered retreat.
”I'm covering for Poppy overnight.”
“You were touching me.”
“I was... checking for fever.”
“Oh.”
“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken the liberty.”
“I loved waking up to your touch, Severus. I treasure every... liberty... you take.”