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Chapter 7.

Severus opened the door to see someone crying. With a sigh, he walked over to the bed Harry was in and held him close.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Sev asked, his lips brushing against the boy's ear.

"What if… I'm not a good parent? What if something happens to me and you? What if I lose the baby?" Harry asked, his voice almost a whisper.

"Harry, we won't be bad parents, nothing'll happen to us, and you know what… You're not going to lose the baby. You're going to relax and have a peaceful pregnancy. I promise." Sev crooned, meaning every word.

Harry heaved a sigh and snuggled against Sev, inhaling deeply the man's scent, a mixture of fumes and musk. He soon felt tired and laid back in bed, leaving Sev's shoulder wet and cold. He slipped off into a troubled sleep, twitching now and then.

"Poppy, what's wrong with him… why does he keep sleeping?" Snape asked, walking into her office.

"This pregnancy is taking a lot out of his magic. He won't be able to do much, since his body was weak before. Severus, you've picked a horrible time to get him pregnant, even if you didn't mean to. Perhaps, you should just go to your quarters for the night. I don't expect him to wake up between now and morning." Poppy said in a motherly tone, worrying about Snape, even if he wasn't one of her students.

Snape sighed and nodded, "Fine… if you really want me to. But, I'm going to kiss Harry goodbye."

Poppy shook her head, "Hurry and be on your way."

Snape walked back to Harry's bed and kissed him softly before turning on his heel and storming out of the infirmary with finesse, though he felt like dirt. He soon reached his quarters and sat down on the couch in his living room, watching the flames move, flicking slowly.

Severus didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he awoke, he had a mild headache and a slightly stiff neck. He moved slightly, feeling his erection in his pants. With a groan, he looked up at the clock on the wall which read 4:30. He stood up and walked to his and Harry's bedroom, undressing and climbing into bed, his pale skin standing out against the dark silk.

Morning came shortly and Snape woke with an unruly headache. He got up and walked to his storerooms and grabbed some pain reliever, downing it in own gulp. He then walked back into his bedroom and got dressed, too worried about Harry to take a shower. He walked quickly out the door and to the hospital wing.

Harry still hadn't woke up, though he was sleeping soundly, Snape crept to his bed, sitting down and taking his hand. He wasn't sure what had caused him to love Harry so much, but whatever it was, let it be blessed. He hadn't felt this loved in forever and he wouldn't ever want to be without his Harry ever again.

He felt his stomach tighten, the emotions threatening to over flow. He licked his lips and pulled Harry's hand to his lips, kissing each knuckle softly. He was in his own world when Harry began stirring.

"Sevvy?" Harry asked, looking up at the man with a questioning look, "What's wrong? You're not hurt are you?"

Severus shook his head, unable to answer Harry, still afraid to show any emotion to him, even if the boy was his lover. His mysterious onyx eyes were focused on Harry's vivid green ones. He saw reflected there all the love and joy he could ever want. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against Harry's soft ones, stealing the breath away from the younger man.

"Sevvy, what's the matter? You're not acting like you… did something happen while I was asleep?" Harry asked, once he'd regained his breath.

Sev heaved a sigh and looked at him, "Harry… You might lose the baby…"

"What? Why? I don't want to lose the baby… I can't lose the baby…" Harry said softly, almost in tears.

"Its…Its…" Sev was too emotional to speak.

TBC ASAP. Sorry about the wait, people… I've been over run. Love you all!