Hello! ^.^ It's San Juanita Eva Hernandez, and I'm FINALLY getting around to posting..meh. This is a giftfic, but NOT a oneshot(: Love, you've inspired me! Heehee and I hope I can get better at writing because, grr, in truth, I'm an essayist(: So…yeah…fan fiction…not my strongest suit xDDD But be kind, PLEASE REVIEW! xDD I'm glad that I'm finally publishing this lol, I've been out of my mind! xD
Sadly, i do not own Harry Potter, nor do i own this pairing. DAMN YOU FF FOR MAKING ME ADMIT IT! :D So, as this is getting long...Enjoy! And please, keep in mind...there will be some OOC, MPREG, and...Yaoi, Adult Themes, etc. That's why it's a T, through M, later chapters(: P.S. I updated the last chappie, so THIS one is chappie 1, mmkay? xDDD, now enjoy(:
Love,
Me(: ENFP Extraordinaire!
"James, love." The way he said it. James was instantly on the alert. He looked at Severus, who stood in front of him, calm, and collected, with an air of acceptance, and a glimmer of sarcasm in his eye, (as always), and with a start, James realized Snape was hiding something in his right hand, behind his back.
"What are you hiding, love?" he asked. "Something important. James," Severus replied, "I have to tell you something, something, that will change our lives, the routines we've become so accustomed to." James was catapulted into flashback. The last time his lover, Severus Snape, had used that tone, was during their 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, to announce that he, was going undercover into the Death Eaters, as a personal favor for Albus Dumbledore. When James had blown up at him, asking him what he'd do if he was caught, Snape had replied, voice laden with seriousness, "I'll give them the most painful, and horrible torture ever imaginable."
James had paled. "Oh, no! Not the Cruciatus curse!" he exclaimed, voice going a tad bit shrill with the thought of the pain that could be inflicted with the Torture Curse. There was a pause. "Of course not, you dimwit." Snape retorted, thinking to himself, just how stupid his other half really could be sometimes. Most of the time. James had looked confused for a while, and then, mentally face palming, Severus had said, "I'm going to read them My Immortal, in a hillbilly voice."
The whole world came to a standstill, all over the world, children cried, and newborn babies were born deformed. (A/N Okay..not that last part...WE NEED OUR BABIES!)
James still, shuddered violently at the mental image that had run through his mind. "Okay then, you'll be safe, bye bye, have a great time!" he'd said as he all but pushed Snape out the door, in his hurry to get far away from that cursed story, that Severus was no doubt, carrying on his person.
Severus snapped his fingers in front of James's face, usually having the patience to wait until his lover's daydreams and/or flashbacks ended. This was in fact, a common occurrence. "James, are you listening to me?" Snape asked, nostrils flaring slightly.
"Um, ah, er,…of course!" Severus rolled his eyes, unconvinced but letting it drop, "So what were you saying love?" James was nervous. Of course he was. This was Severus. He had several reasons to be nervous, all too painfully etched into his mind. He sincerely hoped Snape wasn't going to say that he was going to return to his job as a Potions' Master, for Hogwarts, because honestly, he was wonderful with potions, not so good with kids. And he was still completely in the dark about that one.
As far as Snape was concerned, he thought himself a brilliant teacher, it was those students, those ill-bred, lackey students who were so lazy, and incompetent, that they could not even tell the difference between a Draught of Living Death, and a Pepper Up! Those students that absolutely got on his nerves, for being such dimwits! (Albeit not so much as James did.) The future of the wizarding world, painful enough as it was to know and remember, lay in the hands of a bunch of idiots. A bunch of hormonal, stupid, ungrateful, foolish, teenagers. Everyday, Severus, lost a bit more hope, that the wizarding world would continue.
That is exactly why, when Severus looked James in the eye, and said, in a very clear, very accepting tone of voice, "James, I'm pregnant." while holding out a pregnancy test, in his right hand, James stopped breathing. When James looked very closely at the test, examining it, and, seeing the fate-changing plus sign, (an all too happy shade of pink,) with the word "Pregnant" beside it, he promptly, (Being Snape's lover called for these skills) and of course, expertly, fainted, falling flat on his face.
"Well, he took that well, didn't he?" Snape said aloud, to no one in particular, resignation at the man who was a soon-to-be-father and. more importantly, father of his child, well, er, their child no less, Severus, could only hope that their child, inherit the brains of it's...er...mother? and not the dim-wittedness and foolishness, of it's father. (Snape admitted, albeit grudgingly, to himself that yes, James was father, he, unluckily enough, was mother.) Exasperation etched onto his face as he realized that it was too late, to go find a less dim-witted man out there. He gently rubbed his belly, the flat, smooth skin keeping the secret well, except for a little bump, that, for right now at least, only the mother could feel.
He was, in fact, pregnant.
emm...that's it...for chapter 1 ^.^ I will tell you, the chapters will get longer and longer, I still have no idea how many I'll do...but...emm...Don't hate me(: Especially you, love! You know who you are o.O
Well, i'll update another chappie soon, R&R, and bye bye! :D
