Harry turned over in the bed, oh how he loved how comfortable it was. He wished he could stay like this forever.
He felt absolutely wiped as he opened his eyes, the sunlight assaulting them before he slammed them closed again.
Was it morning already?
He so wasn't ready for this…
What about his classes? Oh who cares. Harry pulled the blankets up around him before turning back over, away from the sunlight.
Snape stood behind his desk, peering at the students as they practiced brewing veritaserum. A difficult potion to brew at the best of times.
The dark haired professor wished he could shake this feeling of unease that lingered in his veins. He knew the dark lord would return. It was just a matter of time. He had to be prepared.
He wished he didn't have to leave Harry by himself but the boy was exhausted, not to mention it doesn't take much for rumours to start around here.
Which begs the question, what was he going to do when the child was born? People would eventually notice how much time they spent together.
What about Harry's education? He had to finish school, there was no way Snape was going to let him drop out.
The child… They would have no other choice but to raise it in Snape's chambers. Harry will just come live with him. He pretty much already does as it is anyway.
The other students would notice though… The fact that Harry would never return to his dormitory at night…
Wait, when was the last time Harry slept in his own bed? There's no way Snape would let the boy sleep anywhere but in his bed with him after last night.
The other students though… Are they already getting suspicious of where Harry goes at night?
"Excuse me professor, have you see Harry lately?"
Snape was shaken from his thoughts as he glared down at the red haired boy.
"Why are you asking me?" Snape stated a little too bluntly, his eyes penetrating Ron's as the boy took a step back.
"Well I just thought you might have seen him is all. I've asked everyone else but he seems to just disappear and I only ever see him in classes these days and even then…"
Snape glanced around the room, where was everyone?
The class was empty.
His eyes widened as he lost his composure.
Had the bell already gone?
This wasn't like him, this wasn't like him at all…
His gaze turned back to the young wizard standing before him, he had to answer the question… But how to do that without raising suspicions?
"I assure you Potter is fine" the potions professor drawled.
"How do you know that?"
Dammit.
"Because I know everything" Snape glanced down at the boy before turning away, his cloak billowing in Ron's face.
"Somethings definitely not right you know" Ron stated as he turned to Hermione, stuffing his face with mashed potato.
Hermione winced as splattering's of mashed potato came flying towards her.
"Yes, well, we need to find Harry, only he can tell us what's really going on"
"Yeah Hermione but where? It's not like we haven't tried looking for him"
"Yes but there's one place we haven't tried…" her voice now barely above a whisper.
"Oh yeah? And where would that be?" Ron eyed the brunette doubtfully.
"Snape's chambers"
"Oh what?! Why would Harry be there?"
Hermione squinted as pieces of mashed potato flew over the table.
"It's worth a try" Hermione added, trying to convince the red haired wizard without giving away too much information…
After all Ron still hadn't figured out about Harry and the professor.
"Oh yeah, and how do you suppose we get into that greasy gits chambers?"
XOXOXOXOX
Harry threw the covers off as he struggled to sit up. He thought he would be used to his baby bump by now but… guess not…
He had to admit, he missed being able to lay on his stomach.
He stood up before making his way to the bathroom. His body ached as he climbed into the warm bath Snape must have prepared earlier.
The young wizard leaned back, closing his eyes as the warmth radiated through his body, silently thanking the potion's professor for his thoughtfulness.
Snape must have put some spell on the water to keep it warm.
XOXOXOX
"It's this way" Hermione grabbed Ron's arm, dragging him the isolated corridor.
"You know, I don't reckon we should be going into a teacher's chambers, I mean what if he's… You know…"
"What Ron?"
"I don't know… Naked" Ron's face screwed up like a paper bag at the thought.
Why did he allow that thought into his head?!
"Well I brought this just in case" Hermione advised, holding up the invisibility cloak in her fingers.
"Right… But that's not going to spare my eyes!"
Hermione threw the invisibility cloak over the both of them before creeping closer to the door.
Perhaps Ron was right? Maybe they shouldn't do this after all…
But she wanted to see Harry, it had felt like an eternity since they had properly hung out…
Besides it's too late to turn back now…
Hermione aimed her wand at the door, deciding it was best not to second guess herself.
"Alohamora" she whispered, watching as the door unclicked itself before opening before them.
"Come on Ron, let's go" the young witch commanded as they slipped into the potion's professors chambers.
"Wow! Look at this place!" Ron shouted out in excitement
"Shh! Ron!" Hermione reminded the red haired wizard to be quiet, although her words weren't exactly quiet.
"Oh right!" Ron exclaimed, again forgetting to lower his voice.
Hermione's eyes darted around the room as she pondered the best place to begin. The young witch stepped towards the bedroom without warning.
"Hey wait!" Ron growled as he began to chase after her, not watching where his feet were going before tripping over the edge of what he suspected was a coffee table.
"Ahh…!" Ron tried to form coherent words as he felt his body loose balance before falling towards Hermione as if in slow motion.
The young witch was powerless to do anything as she felt Ron's weight collapse on top of her.
Hermione cringed as she managed to break her fall with her arms.
"Ron!" she growled before remembering she had to be quiet.
They weren't very good at this…
"Sorry Hermione! I couldn't help it!"
Harry was sure he'd heard something as he turned his head instinctively towards the source of the supposed noise.
Was Snape back already? But it kind of sounded like a girl…
He turned his body around before preparing to pull himself out of the water.
This was getting so difficult…
He closed his eyes before feeling a spasm in his abdomen.
Was that…
What he thought…?
A bubble of happiness exploded inside his heart.
His child…
This all of a sudden felt so real.
He was really doing this…
He was seriously having a baby…
Why did it only just actually dawn on him now?
A smile grew on his lips as he rested his hands on his expanding abdomen.
He had to show Snape, he had to experience this too.
Harry forced his body out of the bath before grasping a towel in his fingers and proceeding to dry his body.
Hmm…
Perhaps he should surprise the man he loves…
The smile grew on Harry's lips as he allowed the towel to slip to the floor before he started for the door.
XOXOXOX
"Where is it?" Hermione gasped, the desperation evident in her voice.
"What?" Ron asked, seemingly oblivious to pretty much everything.
"The invisibility cloak! Where has it gone?"
"Uh…"
"Come on Ron! Help me!" the young witch demanded as she vigorously patted the floor around her in a vain attempt to locate the object.
Her eyes darted around, realising the red haired wizard had still not hardly moved.
"Well?! Come on!"
"Oh right!" Ron finally engaged his brain before joining the search.
"It must be here somewhere" Hermione whispered desperately before finally grasping something with her fingers.
"I think I may have found it".
Harry opened the bathroom door before striding through it, the determination to surprise Snape evident in the manner in which he conducted himself.
"Did you hear that?"
Harry raised an eyebrow at the foreign voice, that didn't actually seem that foreign at all.
He darted his gaze to the origin of the voice, his eyes locking straight with Hermione's.
Then Ron's.
Harry's eyes widened in disbelief, but they were met in equal disbelief as Ron stared back at him in horror.
Nothing Ron could do could possibly mask the shock displayed so blatantly all over his face.
The red haired wizard's eyes darted down to the swollen belly of his best friend
"H-harry, a-are y-you…" he began but couldn't quite get the last word out as he suddenly couldn't bring his gaze back to meet the dark haired wizard's.
It was then and only then that Harry remembered he had no clothes on.
Great.
Now Ron really has seen everything.
Harry instinctively went to hide his body before realising there was no real point.
"Pregnant. Yes Ronald" Hermione cut in realising this conversation was going nowhere fast.
"B-but when…? How…? Who…?" Ron stuttered, his eyes dancing between Harry's stomach and Harry's face.
The pregnant wizard closed his eyes before realising he owed his best friend the truth. Although to be honest, he was surprised his friend hadn't put two and two together…
He was after all in Snape's chambers and almost seven months pregnant…
Then again…
This was Ron.
Harry's eyes darted between Hermione and the passed out body of his best friend on the floor.
What had he done? Then again the truth was inevitable really...
Harry's mind raced through a million possible scenarios as his eyes turned back to Hermione.
He knew what she would say... That he had to tell Ron when he woke up... If he woke up that is... He did hit his head pretty hard against the floor after all...
A smile formed on the young man's lips as a new idea formed in his mind... Levitation...
Yes... That would work...
Harry quickly searched his room in a vain attempt to locate his wand.
"Harry" Hermione began, her voice not disguising the underlying frustration she was feeling as she slowly shook her head.
"What?"
"I know what your thinking" Hermione sighed before stepping closer to Harry.
"But you simply can't" she persisted before resting a comforting hand on his shoulder.
She couldn't possibly know he was contemplating levitating his best friend all the way up to his room and then casting a concealment charm before telling him this was all a crazy nightmare, could she?
"You must let him come to terms with it, I mean what about when it's born? Your simply not going to be able to hide it now, are you?"
Harry's face screwed up at the realization that Hermione was indeed correct.
Again.
"I guess your right" he whispered before glancing once more at his unconscious friend.
"Now first things first" Hermione began once more as her eyes darted to the pregnant wizards groin.
Harry raised an eyebrow in confusion, why was she looking at his...
Oh no!
Harry panicked! Suddenly remembering he was naked. His eyes widened as he reached for the duvet before using it to cover his bare flesh.
"How long were you going to leave it before you were going to tell me that I had nothing on!" Harry blurted out, seriously flustered by the whole situation.
"Well I shouldn't actually have to tell you at all Harry" Hermione raised her eyebrow once more before turning away, giving her friend a chance to put some clothing on.
Harry scurried to Snapes drawers before searching desperately for something to wear.
Hermione shook her head before withdrawing her wand and aiming it at the red haired boy on the floor.
"Wingardium Leviosa" she states loudly as she watched the body rise into the air. The young witch winced as the sound of slamming drawers behind her but she refused to be distracted from the task at hand.
Harry sighed audibly as he pulled out an oversized knitted Jersey and a pair of jeans that might just do the trick. It was weird to think of Snape wearing jeans...
Come to think of it the only thing he'd actually seen Snape wearing was his teaching robes...
And of of course nothing at all...
Harry felt the heat rise in his cheeks at the thought as he pulled his Jersey on, trying to dodge the sudden curious glances
Hermione was dealing to him.
"W-what?" Harry stuttered, knowing the young witch never missed a beat as she carefully slid her wand back into her robe.
"Why are you blushing so furiously Harry?"
The young wizard bit down, not masking his indignation at the question being asked if him.
"I'm not blushing!" Harry bit back, a little too harshly as he suddenly silenced himself.
Hermione shook her head before turning back to Ron as he laid peacefully on Snapes bed.
"Actually, on second thought, I don't wish to know what you are thinking about because it is likely naughty. Very naughty indeed".
Harry tried to mask the smile as it grew across his lips, relieved that Hermione was facing the other way and not privy to his body's response.
Harry's attention diverted to Ron as a groan escapes his lips before his eyes slit open, studying the room before him.
"Where am I?" The red head mumbled, his fingers grasping at the sheets under him before allowing his gaze fell on to Hermione.
"Your on Snape's bed" Harry mumbled, watching as his friends eyes widened in horror.
"W-what?! That greasy git? why the hell am I on his bed?" Ron all but shrieked as his body bolted from the mattress under him.
Ron had never moved so fast in all his life as he stumbled across the room.
"W-wait... If I was lying on Snape's bed, does that mean I'm in..." the thought seemed to terrify the young wizard into silence as his eyes peered nervously around the room.
"Yes Ron, you are indeed in Snape's chambers".
