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Chapter 6.

Severus slowly made his way to the bathroom, where he could hear Harry retching harshly. His heart hurt as he got closer, his chest felt as though it would collapse. He knew it was partially his fault for causing this to happen to the boy, the one he was meant to spend the rest of his life with. He felt proud at the same time, knowing the boy would be baring his child. He'd show Harry how much this meant to him.

Harry sat in front of the toilet. His hair was sticking to the sweat that was now coming down his cold, pale face. His hand was quivering and his glasses were on the floor beside him. His body was quaking with dry heaves as he leaned against the toilet.

Severus grabbed a wash cloth and ran some cold water on it, before dabbing Harry's forehead. He handed it to Harry before picking him up. He wanted to put the boy back into bed, wrap his arms around him, and keep him safe from everything. Severus laid the boy down on the bed and put the cold wash cloth on his forehead. He then sat down and held Harry's hand.

"I'm sorry…"

"What for?" Harry asked, his voice was not much more than a croak.

"This… Getting you pregnant." Severus crooned, as Madam Pomfrey walked over.

"Don't worry about it. Severus, will you stay by me while I sleep?" Harry asked in more of a mouse-like voice. "I don't want to stay here alone…"

Poppy clicked her tongue before handing Harry a sleeping potion. She then walked away and left Severus to answer Harry.

"Of course." Severus relaxed in his chair and began thinking.

Harry slowly drifted off to sleep, his body twitching now and then. He needed a good nights rest, he'd be telling everyone what was wrong the next day and that would be a arduous task. His dreams were filled with fish, many fish. Multi-colored fish, most of which died or became incapacitated. (AN: Most dream books state that Fish mean fertility and that death usually means the opposite.)

Severus sat silently thinking about children. Why he hadn't thought about having children before and what would happen when the child arrived. He didn't know what to do anymore. His body ached with the thought of the pain Harry would have to go through, but then he thought of the reward they'd both have when the child arrived. He wasn't sure why, but something about child bearing intrigued him. He wanted to be the one who was to have the child but, he wouldn't take the joy away from Harry. He was jealous, that he could admit to. Severus smiled, knowing Harry would be a perfect 'motherly' figure. He was glad that Harry wanted to have this family with him.

There would be something to connect them, further than the bonding. He'd now have proof that he and Harry did love each other. The growing child within the womb in Harry would be that proof and he wouldn't have to worry any longer. In a way, this child was more or less a way to convince Severus to stay with the boy and not be afraid of Harry leaving him. They'd be a family now, something Severus had never gotten. A loving family, something he knew Harry would want. He would give Harry everything he'd ever wanted. There was no doubting that.

Harry heaved a deep sigh in his sleep, bringing Severus out of his thoughts. He was now more alert to Harry than he had ever been. Something about this child was bringing them closer than ever before. This child was probably the last part of the bond. Severus made a mental note to speak to Albus about this.

Snape slowly slipped away from Harry, wanting to go and speak to Albus while Harry was asleep. He'd already made two decisions, hoping both would be alright with Harry. He was going to quit his job, in order to spend more time with his bonded and their soon to be family. He also was going to remove Harry from school after he took his NEWTS. He finally reached the gargoyle that was in front of Dumbledore's office. He quickly said the password and stepped onto the moving stairs.

Soon, he was outside the door and heard Albus say 'Enter' before he knocked. He entered the room and saw Albus sitting behind his desk, two cups of tea poured and lemon drops sitting waiting to be sucked on.

"Headmaster." Severus said slowly. "I've come on business."

"Of course you have, my dear boy. Sit down, take a load off. We've got a lot to speak about and very little time. I'm sure Harry'll be awake soon." He waited until Severus sat down before continuing, "What is it you would like to speak about?"

"Well… I've come to the conclusion that I'll need to be spending more time with Harry and our children. So, therefore I am here to renounce my position as Head of Slytherin and Potions master. Do not argue with me, as I am not in the mood to listen to your inane babble about you're missing me."

"Anything else?" Albus questioned, the sparkle still in his eyes. "Perhaps you'll be removing Harry after his NEWTS? Before you ask something like this, you should talk to Harry." He leaned back and looked at the raven haired professor.

"Of course. I suppose I should talk to Harry about such a thing."

"As for your job, I'm sure you already know what I would say, had you not told to refrain from such 'inane babble.' I dare say, you'll also want to talk to Harry about this decision. He may not want to leave this school; it is after all very dear to him as he is to me."

"I guess so, well, I'll be leaving now. I have other matters to tend to, even if they are to sit and watch over my beloved."

Albus nodded as Snape stood up to leave. He winked at the man's back as he slowly walked away. Something told Albus that Harry wouldn't be wanting to leave this place, nor would he want to let Severus renounce his title over him.

Severus walked back to the medical wing slowly, his thoughts overwhelming him. He wasn't about to just make decisions without his bonded knowing them also. He now had a family to think about. He did have enough money to support them for a very long time, but he couldn't support them forever. He would be in need of a job if he quit Hogwarts, he knew this. He also knew it would take him away from Harry for too long of time each day. He reached the door to the Infirmary and heard someone sobbing. He slowly opened the door and saw the person crying.

TBC ASAP.

Morgan.

AN: Dayam. This is taking more out my brain than anything I've wrote so far. Anyways, Review? Please?