TITLE: The Green of His Eyes
AUTHOR: Rune Scriptor (runescriptor@hotmail.com)
PART III:
Epilogue
Seven Years Later
Harry lay in the darkness of his chambers and stared at the night sky.
The stars blinked against the canopy as clearly as they had when they were created.
"Incipio," he said and flicked his wand. The sky darkened for a moment before clearing. Harry put his wand on the bedside table and then crawled under the sheets.
Stretched across the canvas of the ceiling, their bodies and faces dappled with stars, Severus held Harry in his arms.
Harry rolled over on his side and pretended that he could feel Severus' breath against his cheek and his body twined around his. As he drifted off to sleep, familiar voices came softly to his ears.
"Do you love me?"
Hands running through unruly hair, and a gentle kiss. "Foolish boy. I've loved you all along."
