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Harry laughed softly despite his tears, 'no he doesn't you big softy, he sneaks up to Dramus' every night to cuddle.'

'Dramus?' Severus asked looking up from Harry's lap.

'Draco and Remus,' he replied with a shrug, 'Dray referred to us as Snarry one day.'

Severus cocked an eyebrow, but before he could say something Harry spoke.

'I miss you too Sev,' he said gently kissing Severus' nose then lips, 'but I don't know if I can trust you to not do what you did again.'

Severus closed his eyes to keep the tears at bay but one escaped as he whispered, 'please.'

Harry gently brushed the tear away, 'I'm not saying no Sev, but I think we should start over,' Severus almost whimpered, 'not divorce but do the courting, get to know each other, the way we didn't last time.'

Severus nodded, but didn't say anything for a few moments, 'Mr. Potter-Snape?'

'Yes Mr. Snape.' Harry replied, trying not to smile.

'Would you do me the glorious honour of accompanying me to dinner this evening?' He asked as politely and evenly as he could, but still unable to keep the slight tremor from his voice. Despite Harry's reassurance he was still afraid that Harry would reject him, and that Harry thought was something that he would have to work on. They both would.

Harry finally gave Severus a beatific grin, 'I would love to, and the honour would be all mine.' He replied gifting Severus with a soft peck to the cheek.

Severus couldn't help but grin as he helped Harry to his feet and escorted him to the great hall where they had their second first date.

The next two months were uneventful as far as Harry and Severus' relationship went and Harry's pregnancy. There were exploding cauldrons, miscast spells, a six year Hufflepuff boy even managed to get himself stuck between his animangus form and his human form, but life for Harry and Severus was unexpectedly, though not unwelcomed, uneventful.

That is until one morning when the newspapers were delivered.

'Harry?' Severus asked calmly as he stared at the front of his paper.

'Mmm?' Harry replied as he flipped absently through the newest Defence Journal he had received.

'What is on the front of Remus' paper?' he asked as he squinted and tilted his head to the left.

Harry looked up at Severus then leaned over Draco who was eagerly flipping through a magazine, Harry had no idea what it was for but there seemed to be an over abundance of tattoos, 'what's the news today Da?' he asked eyeing Draco's magazine.

Remus half cheered half groaned, 'it seems that Canada is going to be playing Wales for the Cup this year,' He replied showing the cover of the prophet to his companions. Draco groaned while Harry cheered and gave Severus a concerned look, he was now squinting at the paper upside down.

'Why? What's on yours?' Harry asked.

'Tell me Harry, is this even possible?' he asked showing Harry the cover of his paper. Harry blinked then tilted his head to the right as he examined the photo of him and Draco on the front of the paper.

'I don't rightly know but I do know I can't bend like that, at least not with this belly,' he replied patting his slightly swollen stomach. 'Oi, Dray, do you remember ever doing this?' he asked his neighbour.

Turning to look, Draco spit out his mouthful of chocolate milk that was disguised as tea and Remus choked on his sausage.