Title: Meant to Be?
Author: Requiem of a Dream
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
*Author's POV*
Severus stood staring at the book thinking over and over again Harry's Pregnant, Harry's Pregnant. He couldn't believe it. Why wouldn't Harry of come to him as soon as he found out? How long has Harry known? All of these questions were whirling through Severus' head. He finally had to sit down and just stop thinking.
He had jumped to conclusions. Maybe there was another reason that he was nauseous or maybe there was another potion that he hadn't thought of. There were many other possibilities. Severus could go up to Harry or Poppy or Albus about this. Even though he wasn't sure that Albus knew he was almost positive that Albus would know if Harry was pregnant. There was a way to find out for sure.
Severus walked to Albus' office. He knocked the door and waited to be asked in.
"Severus come in. Lemon Drop?"
"No thank you Headmaster. I have come to talk to you about Mr. Potter."
"Straight to the point I see. Well what is it? Another complaint against him I suppose?"
"No just an inquiry about his health."
"Oh and what do you wish to know? I'm sure that Mr. Potter would tell you what you want to know."
"Perhaps but I feel that you are more reliable than he is; even if it is about his health. Yesterday Potter collapsed and Poppy had said it was because he was nauseous. I watched as she gathered the ingredients and stirred them together. This morning I looked up what kind of potion she was brewing and realized that she had concocted a male pregnancy test."
"I take it that you believe Mr. Potter to be pregnant?"
"Yes Sir, I do."
Dumbledore stared at Severus then plainly stated, "I don't know if Mr. Potter is pregnant. You will have to ask him yourself." He said it as though he really didn't know.
"I believe that you know Albus."
"You're mistaken Severus. Don't you think I would tell you if I did know?" Dumbledore asked innocently.
"Not if Potter told you not to say anything."
"Perhaps. But if you wish to find an answer to your question you will have to ask him. Good-day Severus."
"Good-day Headmaster." Then Severus left to go find Harry.
Mean while Harry was waking up from a fairly fitful sleep. He was feeling much better now thanks to the potion that Madam Pomfrey had given him. He could usually eat all three meals and wasn't running to the bathroom four-five times a day to throw up. It was the 19th of December and Harry had to go shopping for Hermione still for Christmas. He and Ron had decided to go shopping together and find her a gift. So the pair left for Hogsmeade at about 10 o'clock that morning.
Considering that Ron and Harry weren't supposed to be in Hogsmeade they had to sneak out of Hogwarts. That was easy considering the map had shown them how to get into the basement of Honey Dukes. So quietly they crept out of the school and began looking. The boys had split up and Harry started at the south end and Ron at the north end. They planned on meeting in the middle and decide what was best to get Hermione.
While walking Harry saw an old book store and decided to take a look in there and see what they had. The shelves were filled with all of the classics, The Works of Edgar Allen Poe, The Complete Works of William Shakespear, Emily Dickinson, and any other poet, playwright, or author you could think of, but all of them were muggle. Harry ran down to Ron and dragged him to the book store. They put their money together and bought The Complete Works of William Shakespear. Then they headed back to the castle.
*Harry's POV*
"Do you think that she'll really like all of those books?" Ron asked me for the millionth time.
"Yes I know she will. Now don't ask me again."
We were back in the school and in the boys dormitories; I was trying to teach Ron how to wrap a gift without magic. He wasn't doing that well. No matter how he tried the paper would get a bunch of rips and tears in it or he wouldn't have enough paper. Finally he gave up and charmed the paper onto the gifts. We heard a knock on the door and I got up to go see who it was.
"Hermione hi. Come in we're just finishing wrapping the gifts we bought today."
"Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley I can't believe you two. Sneaking into Hogsmeade, on a holiday, and not even telling me that you were going. How dumb can you be?"
"Obviously, quite dumb, but I don't see the problem." Ron said innocently since we don't act that smart all the time.
"Well I do. Harry Professor Snape was looking for you. He said that it was important that he talk to you right away. When I couldn't tell him where you were he got suspicious and walked off muttering that you had probably snuck off of school grounds. Oh how right he was. And Harry going out without anyone knowing is not only endangering your life but your baby's too. Just because Voldemort is dead doesn't mean that there aren't any of his followers around"
"We're sorry Hermione. We didn't think it would be that big a deal. We just needed to pick up a few more gifts. You don't need to jump down our throats." I said trying to get her to calm down. It worked pretty well.
"You both are forgiven. Now Harry you need to go find Snape. He really wanted to talk to you."
"I thought you said I was forgiven."
"Did I? Hmm, must have slipped my mind." She said impishly. We all laughed and then I decided that I should go talk to Snape.
I left Hermione and Ron and headed towards Snape's Chambers. I didn't know why after all these weeks he would want to talk to me. It didn't make any sense but he was a professor at Hogwarts so I had to report to him when I needed to. When I got to the portrait of Serpentine I said the password but it didn't work. I said it again but once again it didn't work. That's when I heard footsteps behind me and I turned around. It was Professor Snape.
"Hello Sir."
"Potter. What are you doing trying to get into my chambers?"
"Hermione told me that you had been looking for and so I decided that I should come and see what it was that you needed."
"Very well I see that Miss Granger was able to deliver my message. 'L'eternite'" His door opened and I walked in. I walked over to his couch and sat down waiting to see what he wanted to talk to me about. He walked over to his armchair and sat on the edge. He leaned towards me and said,
"Madam Pomfrey told me that you have been sick for quite some time. Is that true?"
"Yes Sir it is. About a week and a half, an abnormally long time for a wizard." I said a little suspicious of where he was going.
"I see. You've been nauseous and weak is that correct?"
"Yes it is. I've collapsed once and hardly ate for a while but why do you care?"
"I care because I've been told that you are pregnant." Severus said with a calm/apprehensive face.
"Wh...who t..told you?" I asked in a shaky voice.
"It doesn't matter who told me. Are you pregnant or not?"
I stared quietly at him for a few minutes.
"I promise that I'm not going to kill you Potter, nor will I attack you in any way. I just want to know if you are pregnant and if it is my child."
"Yes and No."
"Yes you're pregnant and no it's not mine?"
"No I mean yes I was pregnant and yes it was yours."
"What do you mean by was Potter?" His voice was getting dangerously low and I didn't like the look of hate that was flashing in his eyes. But I wasn't going to let him interfere with my life.
"I mean that I'm NOT pregnant ANYMORE." I said standing up.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" He yelled stepping towards me.
"NOTHING THAT IS ANY OF YOUR CONCERN!"
"IT IS MY CONCERN BECAUSE IT IS MY CHILD."
"IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW. I'M NOT PREGNANT." Then I turned around and left as fast as I could. I couldn't stand to look into his eyes any longer. I couldn't look at the grief on his face. As I ran away from him I was thinking: 'I'm so sorry Severus. But I'm protecting our baby.' I finally had to just stop running. I was going to collapse again if I didn't stop and breathe.
Sitting down with my back against one of the hall walls I cried. I don't know why but that's all I could do. I had just hurt the one person that I ever had gotten close to. I told him that I had killed our baby. I ran from him and never gave him the chance to be a father, never gave him a chance to love this baby, and never gave this baby the chance to know both of its parents.
I was still sitting in the hall when dinner time rolled around. I probably would have stayed in the hall except for the fact that I didn't want to face a mad Madam Pomfrey if she found me sitting on a cold hallway floor. So I got up and straightened my robes and headed towards the Great Hall. I didn't feel much like eating but if Madam Pomfrey didn't see me at dinner she would lock me in the infirmary until after the baby was born.
When I reached the Great Hall I did a double check to make sure everything looked fine. Then I opened the door and walked in and took a seat next to Ron. We were sitting at a small table that sat about 25 people , and it was only me, Ron, and Hermione staying at Hogwarts over the break. Right after I sat down Severus showed up and there was only one seat open and that was the one right across from me.
*Severus' POV*
"Madam Pomfrey told me that you have been sick for quite some time. Is that true?"
"Yes Sir it is. About a week and a half, an abnormally long time for a wizard." He said.
"I see. You've been nauseous and weak is that correct?"
"Yes it is. I've collapsed once and hardly ate for a while but why do you care?"
"I care because I've been told that you are pregnant." I said.
"Wh...who t..told you?" He asked in a shaky voice.
"It doesn't matter who told me. Are you pregnant or not?"
He stared quietly at me for a few minutes.
"I promise that I'm not going to kill you Potter, nor will I attack you in any way. I just want to know if you are pregnant and if it is my child."
"Yes and No."
"Yes you're pregnant and no it's not mine?"
"No I mean yes I was pregnant and yes it was yours."
"What do you mean by was Potter?" My voice was getting dangerously low.
"I mean that I'm NOT pregnant ANYMORE." He said standing up.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" I yelled stepping towards him.
"NOTHING THAT IS ANY OF YOUR CONCERN!"
"IT IS MY CONCERN BECAUSE IT IS MY CHILD."
"IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW. I'M NOT PREGNANT." Then he turned around and left as fast as he could.
But I didn't want him to leave. I just wanted him to stay with me. He wouldn't of had to explain anything but I needed to know that he was ok. But he left me alone. For the next hour I sat slumped on the floor wondering what I had done to make him think that he couldn't come to me with this. What drove him to get rid of their child? Then it dawned on me that I had told him that I never loved him. Because of my stupidity my child, our child was gone. But surely he didn't think that I wouldn't accept the baby.
I didn't cry, I wanted to; but couldn't. I sat on my floor until a house-elf came and told me it was dinner time. I got up and wandered down to the Great Hall. I walked in and took the only available seat. I didn't notice until after I had sat down that it was in front of Potter.
"Well I see that we all have made it to dinner. Let's eat, shall we?" Albus said. The food appeared and we each gathered onto our plates what we wanted to eat. Albus, not being one to be quiet for long, struck up conversation with the three students that were at the table.
"Hermione how have you been?" Albus asked.
"I'm doing fine." She answered.
"Good to hear. Ron how about you? It's not often that I get to talk with you. I believe that you try to stay away from me."
"Ummm . . . . I don't purposely avoid you. Though I do admit that I hate it every time I am called up to your office. School is fine as I'm sure you know and life otherwise I can't complain about."
"Good-good. And Harry I know how you are, you've been in my office as of lately. Feeling better I hope." Albus said and dared to look over at me.
"Yes I am. The nausea has passed." I took in a sharp breathe.
"Severus are you alright?" McGonagall asked.
"Yes just choked a little. Thank you." I said. "Headmaster if you will forgive me, I must take my leave, I have a potion brewing." I said just wanting to get out of there.
"Of course Severus. Do be sure to get some rest tonight, you look as though you haven't slept in a couple of years." Albus chuckled a little and then dismissed me.