Harry had hardly seen Ron since he bolted from Snape's chambers in apparent horror. Then again Harry had had a lot of time to get used to the idea of:

1. Being a man and being pregnant

2. Snape being the father

He supposed time to adjust to the concept was something Ron had yet to experience the luxury of.

Then again, it was also school holidays so naturally Ron had gone home…

It did sadden him somewhat that Ron had neglected to invite him this time round, but then again he wasn't exactly surprised.

It did feel weird not being there during the break but at least he would never have to go back to the Dursleys….

Hopefully…

If worse came to worst and he had to return, well…

Let's just say he would certainly need his concealment charm then.

"It's not long now Harry is it?" Madam Pomphrey smiled at the young wizard before her.

"No, it's not. It seems like I'm still not ready for it" Harry mumbled as he felt another kick from inside his abdomen.

"You'll find a way to manage, you always have, haven't you?" The nurse reassured him as she prepared a tonic for the wizard.

Harry wasn't so convinced as the reality began to sink in. It was a shock at the start but then life carried on, almost like a fairy tale but now it began to feel scary again.

Harry tried to pin point what exactly was making him so nervous…

Was it perhaps the birth or maybe everyone finding out and judging him?

They're going to know its Snape's eventually… he couldn't exactly keep that a secret for ever… Could he?

And who was going to look after the baby? He had to study and Snape had to teach…

Plus where was he going to live? He couldn't live in Snapes chambers without someone noticing eventually… could he?

Argh. It was all too much to figure out, but it's not like he hasn't had months to come up with a plan.

Months.

And he still hadn't…

Then again, why should he even care what other people think…

It's his life after all, not anyone else's.

"I don't believe that is such a good idea Severus" Dumbledore stated softly as he stood facing the potions professor.

"Why?"

"It would rouse a lot of suspicion and draw you a lot of unwanted attention"

"I am prepared for that"

"You see, I don't believe that you are. I don't believe you are foreseeing all the consequences, if any at all" Dumbledore sighed before lightly shaking his head.

Snape gave the old wizard a quizzical look as he contemplated whether to carry on with this argument or not.

"Do you not realize Severus, if word of this got out that, the ministry would give me no choice but to fire you".

"Is that a threat?"

"More a warning to a dear friend"

"Dear friend?" Snape hadn't meant to repeat the headmasters words out loud as they fell from his lips.

"Of course Severus. You know I value our friendship, as I hope you do also".

Snape eyed the man cautiously before answering.

"Of course" The professor nodded.

"But surely you won't allow him to return to the Dursleys for the break?"

The mere thought drew disgust all over the professors face.

"I'm afraid there isn't much choice." Dumbledore sighed as he began pacing in his office.

"Surely if we were discrete" Snape began, trying not to let the hope build up, knowing it would only be dashed.

"I'm afraid not Severus" The headmaster stopped in his tracks.

"I have, of course, protected you thus far".

Snape knew that move signaled the end of any more discussions on the matter.

"Very well." Snape resigned from the conversation before turning away and striding towards the door.

He secretly hoped Dumbledore would change his decision upon watching the wizard walk away.

But alas, no such luck

Snape felt defeat well up inside him as he thought of Harry going back to stay with the Dursleys, especially in his current condition.

Besides, it wasn't long now.

Harry sat at the great hall stirring his scrambled eggs around in circles on the plate. He had to admit that for once, he wasn't actually hungry.

The whole school felt strange with no one else in the great hall, or his dormitory, or anyone wandering the corridors.

The young wizard tried his best to keep his eyes open. He was exhausted and his day had hardly started. He sighed before his eyes caught sight of an owl as it appeared to fly towards him.

Harry leaped up as the bird dropped a piece of parchment before him. The young wizard quickly grasped the note before nervously holding it. Half of him was dying to open it, the other was too afraid.

Here goes nothing, the wizard sighed before unfolding the parchment.

Harry,

I have spoken to the headmaster and unfortunately we will not be able to spend the holiday season together. He believes it will complicate an already delicate situation and he doesn't wish to put either of us through such an event unnecessarily.

I look forward to seeing you upon your return from the Dursley's.

Thinking of you,

Severus

Harry felt a sharp pang strike his heart as he realised his worst fear…

No…

The Dursleys.

Harry dreaded what was coming as he stuffed more of his clothes into a suitcase. He truly thought he had seen the last of the Dursleys.

At least Snape had tried and he could kind of see where Dumbledore was coming from.

He deeply regretted not being able to see Snape once more before he left. He knew the potions professor was terribly busy with something, but what, he didn't exactly know.

At least it was only a few weeks and then he would be back.

The young wizard threw the last of his things in to the case, watching as a piece of parchment slipped out before slowly drifting to the floor.

Harry knelt down to pick it up, as he held it in his fingers, he realised it was the marauders map.

Perfect.

Perhaps he could pay him one last visit before he left, after all.

One last passionate visit.

Harry stepped through the front door to the house he wished he would never have to return to.

He was tired, this pregnancy was really taking it out of him as he began to climb the stairs.

He could hear Dudley chuckling at something on the TV. None of the three bothered to greet him when he arrived, but then again, why would they?

He knew his presence was nothing but an annoyance to them all, as he made his way for his usual bedroom.

He sighed before sitting down on the bare mattress. His abdomen felt so heavy and strained. It felt strange to him to be able to feel it but not see it. But then again, he should have been used to it by now, he'd been using the concealment charm for months.

His hormones were destroying him, he needed Snape and he needed him now!

It was going to be weeks before he could go back to Hogwarts and see the professor again.

Maybe he should be naughty and go visit Snape at his house. He would be there surely… Wouldn't he?

Harry flinched as he heard footsteps approach his door. He waited in anticipation for his uncle to bolt through that door.

Sure enough…

The door swung open before Vernon stood before him.

"You best get downstairs and sweep the porch, those leaves aren't going to jump into piles by themselves".

"But you can't be serious! It's nine o'clock at night"

"Ah but I am! When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it. Do you hear me boy?!" Vernon argued, his face screwing up in anger, causing the vein in his temple to became more pronounced.

"Yes uncle" Harry nodded, deciding it was easier than going head to head with the stubborn man.

Harry sighed as he stepped outside into the cold night with his rake. The amount of leaves was enormous…

This was going to take a while…

The sooner he started, the sooner he could finish he supposed, as he pulled his coat tighter around him.

The young wizard began creating a small mound of leaves before quickly tiring.

He looked through the glass at his aunt, uncle and Dudley, as they watched some comedy on the TV.

He knew they wouldn't let him back into the house until he was finished.

Harry sighed in defeat as he sat down on the cold grass.

"You do know there is a faster way that this, don't you?"

That voice… It was so familiar.

But it couldn't be…

Could it?

Maybe he was just imagining it?

Harry turned around, his eyes searching the darkness before falling on eyes he knew so well.

"Severus?" Harry smiled, not making any attempt to hide his delight as he climbed to his feet.

He wasn't going lie, getting to his feet that seemed harder every time he did it these days.

"What are you doing here?" Harry whispered as he wrapped his arms around the man.

"To see you, obviously" Snape smiled slightly before withdrawing the wand from his robe pocket.

The professor swirled his wand around, causing all the leaves to arrange themselves into one huge pile.

"Shall we move this pile onto your uncle's bed?"

Harry cracked up at the man's suggestion.

"I don't want to loose my head tonight, so perhaps not" Harry chuckled before leading the man towards the back door.

"Come" the young wizard whispered as he snuck the professor inside and up the stairs.

He had to admit, this risky behaviour was exhilarating and put his level of arousal through the roof.

He lead Snape into his bedroom before his eyes fell on the bed.

Dammit.

He still hadn't made it…

He'd forgotten about that.

Then again, he also hadn't expected Snape to turn up.

No that he wasn't glad that he had.

Harry turned to Snape, who already had his wand out.

A few seconds later, the bed looked like it was fit for royalty.

"Come" Snape commanded as he stepped toward the bed before slipping his robe off.

"W-wait, what?" Harry's eyes widened in comprehension of what was about to happen.

"You know what Harry, I know you have been dying for it for quite some time" Snape whispered.

"But here?" the idea of getting caught suddenly terrifying him.

"Yes, here. If Dumbledore won't allow you to come to me, then I shall come to you" Snape drew the boy down onto the bed.

"But what if we get caught"

"We'll just have to make sure we don't" Snape reassured him before slowly undoing Harry's trousers.

The feel of the man's touch was something he had craved for so long, it felt almost unreal that he finally got to experience it again. Every little touch only made him want more.

Harry gasped as he watched the professor fall to his knees in front of him. His heart pounded as he felt the man take him in his mouth. His soft wet lips engulfing his length.

"S-Snape" Harry began to shiver at the sensation, before suddenly wanting more as he tore his shirt off.

He wanted Snape inside of his body, filling him up with his cock, giving him wave after wave of orgasm.

Oh how he needed it, as Snape released him from his lips.

He couldn't believe he was doing this in his uncle and aunties house.

With Snape.

Oh how he needed this.

He needed the release like his life depended on it.

"Fill me up" Harry whispered before laying back on his bed and spreading his legs, all but begging for the man to enter him.

"With pleasure".

Harry laid back on his bed, his body craving every inch of Snape (and yes, there was a lot of inches) as the man pressed against his opening. He was begging for penetration as the professor climbed further on top of him. Harry needed this. It had been far too long. The young wizard felt Snape enter his body, slowly pressing his cock further and further into his pleading body.

Harry suddenly wished he'd turned the lights out, just encase a certain uncle of his decided to pay him a visit. Which was unfortunately very likely, then again, they still think he's outside raking up all those leaves…

So perhaps now was the best time…

Harry quivered as the professor planted soft kisses on his neck, before heading slowly down his body. The young wizard ground against the man, needing more of his cock as waves of pleasure began to surge through his body.

Severus smiled down at the wizard under him, wanting nothing more than to satisfy every ounce of his being.

Harry needed him, only craving more as he drove himself against Snape's cock, trying to extract more pleasure as he drew close to orgasm.

"Where the hell is he?!" Vernon's voice resounded through the house.

Harry's eyes bolted open, his gaze locking with the professors, there was no denying the panic as it surged across his face.

The door flew open.

Harry was afraid to look.

"Eww! Yuk!"

The voice was familiar, but it didn't belong to his uncle.

Oh no…

Dudley?

He didn't know which worse, being caught by him or by Vernon…

Then again, he figured Dudley was just going to run off and nark on him anyway, so he was in for the third degree, that much was for sure.

Why was he still standing there? If it was 'so gross' then why doesn't he look away?

"What is it Popkin?" Aunt Petunia called out, her voice riddled with slight alarm.

"What is it Dudders?" Vernon's voice drew alarmingly close as his shadow loomed in sight of the doorway.

"Don't worry Harry" Snape whispered as heavy footsteps stormed closer to his room.

"How can I not worry?" Harry whimpered as he laid naked, in the middle of getting boned by his teacher, who was also just as naked. Not to mention they were both about to get caught by a man that already hated him more than anything in the world.

"Nox" Snape whispered as the light from the room and all that surrounded it faded.

Harry panicked.

He hated that Snape couldn't apparate at will while inside this house. Then again, those charms were supposed to be there for his protection.

Dumbledore obviously didn't foresee this happening when he set up those protective charms.

"What's happening?!" Petunia cried out in fear at the sudden darkness.

"I'll get to the bottom of this!" Vernon yelled before storming into the bedroom.

Shit.

How were they going to get out of this one.

Snape pulled out of Harry's body, before reaching for his wand. He always left it within arm's reach.

Always.

"Don't go in there Dad!" Dudley yelled at his father.

"Why not?"

"He's doing something revolting with some old guy!"

Old guy? Snape refused to take offense to the comment. He had bigger things to worry about right now.

"Come" the professor whispered, as he lead the young wizard to the nearby wall, which was like one step away from the bed in his miniature bedroom.

"Not in my house he wont be!"

Harry felt the wall turn to a substance similar to jelly as Snape lead him through to the next room over.

"We must leave at once" Snape whispered as he summoned their clothing with his wand.

The wizards quickly tore the clothing on before attempting to sneak out of the house.

"Where the bloody hell is he?" Vernon continued to yell as he fumbled through the darkness.

Snape lead Harry down the stairs, before feeling eyes on him.

"You!" Petunia yelled in shock as her eyes fell on the dark haired older wizard. "I remember you! All those years ago, you were friends with my sister!"

Great…

"What the hell are you doing in our house?!" Petunia began to yell hysterically, attracting the attention of the two other occupants of the house.

Harry felt Vernon clamber towards them, before laying eyes on the wizards from the top of the stairs.

"Who the hell are you? And what the bloody hell are you doing in my house?!" Vernon reiterated his wife's question as Dudley suddenly appeared next to his father.

"I know what they were doing" Dudley teased dangerously as he threatened to reveal their passionate love making session.

"Any suggestions?" Harry whispered to the professor as panic began to set in.

At least his concealment charm was still working…

"They were having sex" Dudley suddenly announced.

Shit.

Harry cringed.

Snape grabbed the boy's hand before leading him down the rest of the stairs.

"Sex?! You? With my nephew?!" Petunia looked aghast as she watched Snape tear past her.

The expression on her face was worth savouring, but he could appreciate that later as he lead Harry out the same door they had come in.

"Sex! In my house?!" Vernon's voice trailed in to the background as Harry and Snape fled the scene.