A/N: OMG! Such a large response. I'm so happy people are liking the
story, but so far it seems like I'm getting more criticisms about this
story than with the last one. I'll get over it though and if you read it
then I guess you'll have to get over it too. Anways.
Lei Dumbledore: Thanks a lot. Well, here's the next chapter so feel free to read along and find out.
kittykat52788 : I see what you're saying. If you have issues about the mpreg thing, then uh, well it's your choice to continue on reading the story. I hadn't originally planned on writing the sequel until halfway through the first one and I still have no ideas for any types of enemies or obstacles but I'd really like to do something like that cuase it makes the stories more exciting. Maybe I'll have a chat with my best friend, he's always good for a random idea or two. Heh heh, I wish I lived in the UK but sadly I don't, I just spell thing the proper way.
Marie: Welcome to the clan of reviewers. I think I'm gonna like you. Thanks for your kind comments. Oh I love reading the same kind of stories as you do. I can't claim to be worth a crap at writing them but meh.
**MP**: actually as I've said before the fertility potion did only what the effect was on Harry in that chapter. I'd go into explaining about the fertility potion, but I don't think people want me taking up so much of the first part of this chapter on A/Ns, so if you wanna know the full extent of them e-mail me. Now when asking about the last battle, you've got your nose on the right track. Harry might change roles.I don't know yet though.
blackunicorn: yup yup, I sure did it seems. Well the end of TLaM was just so sad that I had to start quickly on the sequel and try to get happy again so I'd stop crying.
Katy999: thanks. Yup he sure is. You know, I think morning sickness is one thing I'm truly gonna hate when I get pregnant someday.
Minerva-Severus-Dumbledor : hmmm, I can't think of anything to say in response to your review, but here's what it provoked from me: *profuse giggling commences*
chibi-Tenshi: I know that. The thing you don't know is how long Harry's actually been pregnant. Thanks, though and glad to hear you like it.
frizzy: glad you love it and don't worry you'll find out soon enough, just be patient and read down the page
francis bean: glad you liked it. Here's some more for ya to have a look see at.
Wewh, sorry bout all that guys, but I feel it's in my character to reply to the reviews I'm left and I'd feel kind weird personally emailing everybody cuase some people don't leave an email and I'm afraid some people won't remember what they said or will think I'm weird or something.anyone's free to email me at any time though.I need another email buddy, and it would be great to have one into hp slash fics cause none of my email buddies are. *sigh*
Randomness of the Moraco: *waving home made wizard wand around* Wingardium Leviosa...*sigh* I can't even master a rudimentary skill..stupid cola can just won't levitate.
~ No One Can Stop Us Now ~ Chapter 3 Go Snog a Log ~
The next morning Harry woke up feeling sick again. He fled for the bathroom waking Severus up again.
Once harry came out of the bathroom he went to the dining area to eat breakfast with Severus.
'You're going to see Madame Pomfrey as soon as you finish eating,' Severus told him.
'Oh, come on, Severus, it's probably just a stomach bug,' Harry said.
'You made me a promise you'd go see Poppy if you were sick, now you're going whether you like it or not,' Severus told him.
Harry sighed as he began to eat his breakfast.
After breakfast they both went to the bedroom to get dressed.
Severus was fully dressed, adorning his usual black robes. He looked over at Harry, who wasn't quite so far along in getting his clothing on. Harry was just buttoning up his pants. Severus walked over to Harry by the bed. He picked up Harry's shirt and held it out for Harry to put his arms in.
Harry humoured Severus and slipped his arms into the shirt, which Severus then pulled up onto his shoulders and then wrapped his arms around Harry, buttoning the shirt. 'I think I'm old enough to dress myself,' Harry asid.
'You are,' Severus said, 'but you're going too slow. I'm making sure you go see Poppy before I go to my office to do my work. I have deadlines to keep and I don't much fancy spending my holiday working.'
After finishing with the shirt, Severus helped Harry into his robe.
They left their rooms bound for the hospital wing. They arrived and Severus knocked on Madame Pomfrey's office door.
She answered the door. 'What can I do for you today, Severus?'
Severus put a hand on Harry's shoulder, pushing him toward the woman. 'My dear husband is a bit ill. He's also ready for whatever other examinations you might have for him.'
'Come with me,' she told Harry as she began walking toward the room with examination beds.
Severus gave Harry a push until the younger man followed the mediwitch.
Harry sat down on the bed.
'Severus said you were ill. What's been wrong?'
'Well the last two mornings I woke up having to puke,' Harry said.
'I see. Could you lay down for me?'
Harry complied and lay down on the bed where the mediwitch poked him with her wand a few times checking to make sure things were okay with him.
'Hmmm,' she commented.
'What's wrong?'
'Well, you seem perfectly healthy, but I want to examine one more thing. I'm going to need you to take your shirt off.' Madame Pomfrey walked into her office and Harry proceeded in taking off his robe and shirt for her return. She came back with a bottle full of some type of cream. She put some on Harry's stomach.
Harry winced as the cold cream touched his skin.
The mediwitch rubbed the cream over Harry's stomach and cast some type of medical spell Harry wasn't familiar with. 'Just as I thought,' she said.
'What?'
'Harry, you're pregnant.'
Harry looked at her for a moment and began to laugh.
'I don't see what's so funny,' the mediwitch said in one of her more serious tones of voice.
Harry stopped laughing and looked into her eyes. 'You're not joking?'
'I'm a mediwitch. I don't joke about these things.'
'So I'm pregnant?'
'Yes, and you have been for about a month now.'
'But how? I'm a man. I can't get pregnant!'
'You're not supposed to be able to, but some powerful magic doing was a part of this.'
'Could it have been something to do with when Severus and I were hit by the Avada Kedavra? Dumbledore said he couldn't explain what happened except that it had something to do with love.'
'It's possible judging by how far along you are. I've got many medical journals I'm going to look though to find a way to explain this,' she told him. 'I remember something in medical training about a wizard becoming pregnant in the past before, but I don't know any of the details. For now ask Severus for a morning sickness potion to help. And don't' drink any alcohol, take up any smoking of anything, and no sexual interaction as it seems by my examination you've been taking part in. Any of those things could easily harm your child.'
'How am I going to tell Severus?'
'Just go see him in his office and use three simple words: "I am pregnant",' she suggested.
'I have one more question. Is the baby his, or just mine, or fully magic or what?'
'According to testing, it possesses genetic material from both you and Severus. The only thing the magic did was put it inside of you and make it a space for survival,' she explained. She walked back to her office in search of answers in her medical journals.
Harry put his shirt and robe back on and left the hospital wing. He was in a sort of dazed stupor as he walked down the halls. He finally arrived at the door to Severus' office. He knocked on the door.
'Yes?'
'It's me,' Harry aid entering the office.
'Well, did you find out what was wrong?'
'Yah,' Harry said nodding. He walked over to Severus, who was working at his desk. He took the quill out of his husband's hand and set it aside. He then sat on Severus' lap, straddling the other man's legs.
'I thought we agreed you weren't going to bother me during my work I have to do this week so we can leave for home next week.'
Harry cast his eyes downward for a moment. 'I don't know if we'll be getting to go home. It really all depends on if Madame Pomfrey decides if it's okay to leave the castle,' Harry explained.
'Harry what's wrong? It's more than some type of stomach bug isn't it?' Severus asked frantically. He put his hand on Harry's cheek and looked him in the eyes.
'It is more than just a stomach bug, but it's nothing to greatly worry about,' Harry assured him.
'Well, what is wrong with you?'
Harry smiled. 'This is going to be a bit surprising and please don't bug out on me. Also don't think I'm joking because I thought it was a joke at first, but it's not.'
'Okay, okay, get on with it.'
Harry took a deep breath. 'I- I'm going to- to have a baby,' Harry stuttered out.
Severus got the most quizzical look on his face that Harry had ever seen. 'What?'
'I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby. We're going to have a baby. You're going to have a son or a daughter running around in about eight months,' Harry explained.
'So you did say what I thought you said,' Severus commented. 'But how?'
'Pomfrey said powerful magic had a doing in this. I've been pregnant for around a month for what she can tell. The only thing we were able to come to was something happened when that curse hit us during the final battle,' Harry explained.
'Before I blacked out I felt some sort of magical surge going through my body,' Severus told him.
'I did too, I didn't know what it was but I'm guessing it has something to do with this.'
Severus gave Harry a chaste kiss and then leaned his leaned his forehead on Harry's. 'I'm going to be a father.'
Harry lightly chuckled. 'So am I.'
'I'm too old to be a father.'
'Nonsense,' Harry insisted.
'I'm old enough to be your father, which entitles me to be old enough to be the grandfather of your children.'
Harry kissed his husband deeply. 'I don't care how old you are. I love you and you're going to be a wonderful father.'
'Whatever you say.'
~
A/N: Well that's all for now guys..I'm out of ideas at the moment so I'm gonna post this up and play some flash flash revolution, and maybe some king of fighters 99. if I get bored enough and can find absolutely nothing else to do and have no ideas I'll break down and play some more final fantasy 8 cause I really need to finish that..okay enough of my rambling. Use that review button down there and let me know what you think. I know the title of this chapter was insanely dorky but it was a random phrase I pulled out my arse and liked so if you don't like it then you can 'go snog a log'..ooo I've gotta go add that to my list of random sayings.
Lei Dumbledore: Thanks a lot. Well, here's the next chapter so feel free to read along and find out.
kittykat52788 : I see what you're saying. If you have issues about the mpreg thing, then uh, well it's your choice to continue on reading the story. I hadn't originally planned on writing the sequel until halfway through the first one and I still have no ideas for any types of enemies or obstacles but I'd really like to do something like that cuase it makes the stories more exciting. Maybe I'll have a chat with my best friend, he's always good for a random idea or two. Heh heh, I wish I lived in the UK but sadly I don't, I just spell thing the proper way.
Marie: Welcome to the clan of reviewers. I think I'm gonna like you. Thanks for your kind comments. Oh I love reading the same kind of stories as you do. I can't claim to be worth a crap at writing them but meh.
**MP**: actually as I've said before the fertility potion did only what the effect was on Harry in that chapter. I'd go into explaining about the fertility potion, but I don't think people want me taking up so much of the first part of this chapter on A/Ns, so if you wanna know the full extent of them e-mail me. Now when asking about the last battle, you've got your nose on the right track. Harry might change roles.I don't know yet though.
blackunicorn: yup yup, I sure did it seems. Well the end of TLaM was just so sad that I had to start quickly on the sequel and try to get happy again so I'd stop crying.
Katy999: thanks. Yup he sure is. You know, I think morning sickness is one thing I'm truly gonna hate when I get pregnant someday.
Minerva-Severus-Dumbledor : hmmm, I can't think of anything to say in response to your review, but here's what it provoked from me: *profuse giggling commences*
chibi-Tenshi: I know that. The thing you don't know is how long Harry's actually been pregnant. Thanks, though and glad to hear you like it.
frizzy: glad you love it and don't worry you'll find out soon enough, just be patient and read down the page
francis bean: glad you liked it. Here's some more for ya to have a look see at.
Wewh, sorry bout all that guys, but I feel it's in my character to reply to the reviews I'm left and I'd feel kind weird personally emailing everybody cuase some people don't leave an email and I'm afraid some people won't remember what they said or will think I'm weird or something.anyone's free to email me at any time though.I need another email buddy, and it would be great to have one into hp slash fics cause none of my email buddies are. *sigh*
Randomness of the Moraco: *waving home made wizard wand around* Wingardium Leviosa...*sigh* I can't even master a rudimentary skill..stupid cola can just won't levitate.
~ No One Can Stop Us Now ~ Chapter 3 Go Snog a Log ~
The next morning Harry woke up feeling sick again. He fled for the bathroom waking Severus up again.
Once harry came out of the bathroom he went to the dining area to eat breakfast with Severus.
'You're going to see Madame Pomfrey as soon as you finish eating,' Severus told him.
'Oh, come on, Severus, it's probably just a stomach bug,' Harry said.
'You made me a promise you'd go see Poppy if you were sick, now you're going whether you like it or not,' Severus told him.
Harry sighed as he began to eat his breakfast.
After breakfast they both went to the bedroom to get dressed.
Severus was fully dressed, adorning his usual black robes. He looked over at Harry, who wasn't quite so far along in getting his clothing on. Harry was just buttoning up his pants. Severus walked over to Harry by the bed. He picked up Harry's shirt and held it out for Harry to put his arms in.
Harry humoured Severus and slipped his arms into the shirt, which Severus then pulled up onto his shoulders and then wrapped his arms around Harry, buttoning the shirt. 'I think I'm old enough to dress myself,' Harry asid.
'You are,' Severus said, 'but you're going too slow. I'm making sure you go see Poppy before I go to my office to do my work. I have deadlines to keep and I don't much fancy spending my holiday working.'
After finishing with the shirt, Severus helped Harry into his robe.
They left their rooms bound for the hospital wing. They arrived and Severus knocked on Madame Pomfrey's office door.
She answered the door. 'What can I do for you today, Severus?'
Severus put a hand on Harry's shoulder, pushing him toward the woman. 'My dear husband is a bit ill. He's also ready for whatever other examinations you might have for him.'
'Come with me,' she told Harry as she began walking toward the room with examination beds.
Severus gave Harry a push until the younger man followed the mediwitch.
Harry sat down on the bed.
'Severus said you were ill. What's been wrong?'
'Well the last two mornings I woke up having to puke,' Harry said.
'I see. Could you lay down for me?'
Harry complied and lay down on the bed where the mediwitch poked him with her wand a few times checking to make sure things were okay with him.
'Hmmm,' she commented.
'What's wrong?'
'Well, you seem perfectly healthy, but I want to examine one more thing. I'm going to need you to take your shirt off.' Madame Pomfrey walked into her office and Harry proceeded in taking off his robe and shirt for her return. She came back with a bottle full of some type of cream. She put some on Harry's stomach.
Harry winced as the cold cream touched his skin.
The mediwitch rubbed the cream over Harry's stomach and cast some type of medical spell Harry wasn't familiar with. 'Just as I thought,' she said.
'What?'
'Harry, you're pregnant.'
Harry looked at her for a moment and began to laugh.
'I don't see what's so funny,' the mediwitch said in one of her more serious tones of voice.
Harry stopped laughing and looked into her eyes. 'You're not joking?'
'I'm a mediwitch. I don't joke about these things.'
'So I'm pregnant?'
'Yes, and you have been for about a month now.'
'But how? I'm a man. I can't get pregnant!'
'You're not supposed to be able to, but some powerful magic doing was a part of this.'
'Could it have been something to do with when Severus and I were hit by the Avada Kedavra? Dumbledore said he couldn't explain what happened except that it had something to do with love.'
'It's possible judging by how far along you are. I've got many medical journals I'm going to look though to find a way to explain this,' she told him. 'I remember something in medical training about a wizard becoming pregnant in the past before, but I don't know any of the details. For now ask Severus for a morning sickness potion to help. And don't' drink any alcohol, take up any smoking of anything, and no sexual interaction as it seems by my examination you've been taking part in. Any of those things could easily harm your child.'
'How am I going to tell Severus?'
'Just go see him in his office and use three simple words: "I am pregnant",' she suggested.
'I have one more question. Is the baby his, or just mine, or fully magic or what?'
'According to testing, it possesses genetic material from both you and Severus. The only thing the magic did was put it inside of you and make it a space for survival,' she explained. She walked back to her office in search of answers in her medical journals.
Harry put his shirt and robe back on and left the hospital wing. He was in a sort of dazed stupor as he walked down the halls. He finally arrived at the door to Severus' office. He knocked on the door.
'Yes?'
'It's me,' Harry aid entering the office.
'Well, did you find out what was wrong?'
'Yah,' Harry said nodding. He walked over to Severus, who was working at his desk. He took the quill out of his husband's hand and set it aside. He then sat on Severus' lap, straddling the other man's legs.
'I thought we agreed you weren't going to bother me during my work I have to do this week so we can leave for home next week.'
Harry cast his eyes downward for a moment. 'I don't know if we'll be getting to go home. It really all depends on if Madame Pomfrey decides if it's okay to leave the castle,' Harry explained.
'Harry what's wrong? It's more than some type of stomach bug isn't it?' Severus asked frantically. He put his hand on Harry's cheek and looked him in the eyes.
'It is more than just a stomach bug, but it's nothing to greatly worry about,' Harry assured him.
'Well, what is wrong with you?'
Harry smiled. 'This is going to be a bit surprising and please don't bug out on me. Also don't think I'm joking because I thought it was a joke at first, but it's not.'
'Okay, okay, get on with it.'
Harry took a deep breath. 'I- I'm going to- to have a baby,' Harry stuttered out.
Severus got the most quizzical look on his face that Harry had ever seen. 'What?'
'I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby. We're going to have a baby. You're going to have a son or a daughter running around in about eight months,' Harry explained.
'So you did say what I thought you said,' Severus commented. 'But how?'
'Pomfrey said powerful magic had a doing in this. I've been pregnant for around a month for what she can tell. The only thing we were able to come to was something happened when that curse hit us during the final battle,' Harry explained.
'Before I blacked out I felt some sort of magical surge going through my body,' Severus told him.
'I did too, I didn't know what it was but I'm guessing it has something to do with this.'
Severus gave Harry a chaste kiss and then leaned his leaned his forehead on Harry's. 'I'm going to be a father.'
Harry lightly chuckled. 'So am I.'
'I'm too old to be a father.'
'Nonsense,' Harry insisted.
'I'm old enough to be your father, which entitles me to be old enough to be the grandfather of your children.'
Harry kissed his husband deeply. 'I don't care how old you are. I love you and you're going to be a wonderful father.'
'Whatever you say.'
~
A/N: Well that's all for now guys..I'm out of ideas at the moment so I'm gonna post this up and play some flash flash revolution, and maybe some king of fighters 99. if I get bored enough and can find absolutely nothing else to do and have no ideas I'll break down and play some more final fantasy 8 cause I really need to finish that..okay enough of my rambling. Use that review button down there and let me know what you think. I know the title of this chapter was insanely dorky but it was a random phrase I pulled out my arse and liked so if you don't like it then you can 'go snog a log'..ooo I've gotta go add that to my list of random sayings.
