LP HP: Second Dose- A Story in Twenty-Eight Snippets

by Tavalya Ra

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J. K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Rowling is a goddess; may she have mercy on my soul for writing this.

Author's Notes: Thank you to Mawkish for putting me up to the challenge of writing this and to everyone who read and commented upon the story in April- especially Skip, who never failed to make me laugh.

To manic- The first line of your review cracked me up. Thanks for the laugh! Snape trusts his relationship with Sirius. His problem is the baby itself. To Alicorn- as implied by the use of a transgendering potion, Snape now has a vagina. To alla- I agree. I walk a fine line with this story, but I hope to do my best. To Exwhyzed- don't worry, I'm not annoyed. Thanks for the clarification concerning the "No Words" review. Whew!

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Snippet #5: Spiraling

"Will any other transfigurations be necessary?" Sirius asked Pomfrey anxiously.

"That depends," the witch replied. "Will the Professor want to breast-feed the baby?"

Sirius's face was one of utter perplexity as his mind produced a most disturbing mental image. "Erhm… You'd have to ask him, but my guess is no."

"Then he should be all set," she said.

"Thank you."

"You might not want to thank me when you see the mood he's in," she remarked. "I'll leave you to him. If you need anything, Floo me."

Sirius followed her into the living room, where she promptly retreated from the cabin. Severus was reclining on the sofa, his form completely obscured by a blanket pulled up to his chin.

"Come on, let me see," Sirius prodded.

Sneering, Severus cast off the blanket and stood up. Sirius realized that the Potions Master would need new robes sooner than anticipated. His current ones did not quite fit now.

The lines and angles of Severus's figure, from the shoulders to the torso, were the same, but at the waist, he curved into hips. The effect was bizarre, but Sirius found it oddly attractive.

"Don't laugh," he said. "Don't you dare laugh, or I'll-"

"Why would I laugh?" Sirius asked. "Hey, smile."

He scowled in reply.

"You know this is necessary," Sirius reminded gently. "Your hips were too narrow to support a baby."

Severus ignored the comment completely. "I'm going to make dinner."

Sirius stopped him by placing his hand lightly against his chest. "Pomfrey said you need rest. Let me take care of it. In fact, I should probably take over cooking duties from now on."

"What? Why?"

"So I can learn my way around your kitchen," he replied logically. "A few months from now, you're not going to want to be on your feet. Actually, I want to talk to Albus about moving into the castle."

"What's wrong with the cabin?" Severus insisted.

"It's too far from the Infirmary. What if something happened to you? What if an emergency came up?"

"This didn't bother you before."

"We weren't having a baby before," he replied, then continued firmly, "No, tomorrow, I'll ask Albus-"

"Stop it!" Severus suddenly snapped in frustration. He clutched at his hair. "Just stop it! My life is already spiraling out of control! My body's not my own and now you won't even let me cook! Just leave me alone!"

He dashed past Sirius and fled up the stairs.