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.

Second Dose has received one hundred reviews! Thank you, everyone!

I am leaving for college orientation this weekend, so Snippet #20 will not be posted for several days.

To RADKA- it was just as comforting for me to read your review. Sometimes I worry that I overreacted to Chapter Twenty-Six, but I stand by the statement in my Author's Notes. To moonygirl13- it's probably a good thing. Snape has to deal with the fact that someone will eventually be calling him "mummy." Thank you also to melodie, CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur, FanFreak, and Exwhyzed for reviewing.

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Snippet #19: Over the Threshold

Sirius glanced at the doorway of their bedchamber, then back at Severus.

"I want to carry you over the threshold."

Severs snorted. "I'm not a bride."

"I don't care. I still want to carry you over the threshold."

"You'll drop me."

"I've never dropped you before."

"I've never been this pregnant before."

Sirius took out his wand and aimed it at Severus.

"No," Severus warned. "Oh, no, you don't-"

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Severus made a sharp note of protest as he rose into the air. Sirius wrapped his arms around his levitating form and guided him into the room. He gently lowered Severus onto the bed.

"Finite Incantatem!"

Severus's body sank into the sheets. Sirius laid next to him. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair behind the pregnant man's ear.

"My husband," he said with a gentle smile. "You really are mine now."

Severus sighed and smiled cynically. "Four years ago, if anyone had told me that any of this was going to happen, I would have hexed him to hell."

"I would have helped."

They lay together in silent contemplation of each other. Sirius searched the depths of Severus's eyes. There was no anger or bitterness lingering in them anymore, only contentment.

"I don't suppose we're going to consummate the marriage?" Sirius asked idly.

"I can't see my feet. I liked to see you try to make love to me."

A devious idea came upon Sirius and he grinned.

"Oh no," Severus groaned. "What are you going to do?"

Sirius shifted to the foot of the bed and his head disappeared behind the swell of Severus's belly.

"Sirius?" Severus asked, making no attempt to move. "What are you doing down there? What-"

His breath hitched as he was overcome by a sudden wave of sensation.

"Alright," he breathed. "Alright, fine. Don't… don't stop. Just understand- I'm not going to reciprocate!"