“I’m sorry I made you worry.”

Snape snorted at the understatement of the century.

“You will be the death of me.”

“You’ve managed to survive for all these years, I’m sure you can manage another century.”

“Humph, if I be so unfortunate.”

Harry grinned weakly, his eyes felt heavy and it was hard keeping them from closing shut."

“Get some rest, child.”

“You can’t call me child anymore. I’m engaged.”

“You will always be my child, Harry.”

“Stop it Sev, you sound cheesy.”

“Brat!”

“Don’t make it worse.”

“Ms. Wealsey is a very lucky girl.”

“Nah, I am the lucky one.”