Despite his contention that he wasn't sleepy, Harry began to feel drowsy, staring off into the darkness. When something shadowy moved across the balcony below he had to blink to make sure it wasn't part of some dream.

The scant moonlight gave Snape intriguing shadows, and for just a moment Harry wondered if it wasn't Snape as incubus returned to taunt him.

This Snape had on pajamas beneath the loose robe though, Harry noted with a wistful smile. So, Snape had not just found his wedding gift, but had chosen to wear it as well. A soft breeze blew his dressing gown back, showing bare feet, pale and gleaming in the soft light.

Harry put a hand up to the glass, tracing the distant profile, smiling again as his finger made the bump of the nose before dropping his hand in his lap. "Dumbledore's folly" I would link you to the story, but God Forbid it's not rated G, so you'll have to go over to skyehawke dot com and search the author's directory for DementorDelta. Any of her stories are well worth a read, but this one and The Dreaming Spires are probably my two favs.

Here is some gift art that I drew for Delta. It has a G rating!! *gasp*


And yes, Harry is sort of looking in the wrong direction, but trust me ..erm...he's looking at Snape.



Big, huge massive thanks to Glockgal who was SOOO helpful with the perspective of the window. THANKS HON!!

ETA: Whoops, I meant to add that Snape's pose was completely stolen from a Caillebotte painting, Man on a Balcony.