Later, when Severus lay on his chest, sleeping peacefully, Harry looked into the night. During the new moon, stars were the only lights in the sky. Still, with the ocean outside, a silver shimmer covered everything. Tenderly the teenager caressed the sleeping wizard's hair. Severus had been in awe of him, as Harry had prompted him to top. Lucius Malfoy had not been one to bottom, but since his Potion Master had been the one with experience, it had only made sense. Less experienced than expected, but together they had figured it out. It had hurt a little at the beginning, but towards the end, it had become amazing.