Severus Snape had never had any good luck. Everyone he had loved and cared about never felt the same way about him.
Until he came along.
The boy who lived, the chosen one, Harry Potter all the names he was called but to Severus he was his beloved, his heart and his soul.
Sighing deeply he wrapped his arm around the love of his life.
Grateful beyond words that Harry had chosen him to spend his life with. Chosen him to love.
Closing his eyes Severus fell asleep wrapped around his husband a small contented smile on his lips.