One too strong to fight
Chapter fourteen
Severus was quite content playing the father to be, Harry hadn't even started to show yet and Sev insisted that he not over exercise and that he get as much bed rest as possible. Harry was not so happy with his boyfriend; he had quiditch matches to play and classes to attend, arguments were often heard between the two on these matters.
"Severus Snape, I will be playing in the quiditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin, there is nothing that you can do about it, Poppy said that there is nothing wrong with me playing quiditch." Okay, this was a lie and Harry felt guilty about saying this too Severus but he wasn't a child and could make his own decisions.
"You know full well that Poppy advised you not to over exert yourself, which includes quiditch." Severus said and at once Harry's temper flared, his hormones making it worse.
"You checked up on me, as in you went behind my back to talk to Poppy to make sure that I was doing as I was told?"
"It's a good thing I did as well, how could you lie to me Harry?"
"Hello, wanting a little freedom, your suffocating me here, okay, great, I get that you want to protect me and make sure that the baby is safe but I am not the type of person that can just sit and eat chocolate for their entire pregnancy, that isn't who I am."
"I understand that but I just don't want you to play quiditch, what if you get hit by a bludger, it could seriously damage both the health of you and the life of our child, why not take up a safer sport, one that isn't so dangerous. How many times have you almost died or incurred serious injury during a quiditch match?"
"Too many times to remember but…"
"That is just my point; I will not allow you to put yourself deliberately in harms way."
"Fine, talking about putting yourself directly in harms way, what about you and your stupid deatheater meeting's, isn't that putting your life at risk?"
"That is something entirely different; I must attend them for the Order and for Dumbledore."
"How about we reach an agreement, I'll stop playing quiditch if and only if you stop attending deatheater meetings."
"Harry, you know that's unreasonable."
"No, what's unreasonable is not allowing me to play quiditch which is one of my favourite past times, I hate being stuck inside all the time."
"I know but you know full well that I cannot just stop attending deatheater meetings."
"Well until you do I'm not going to stop playing quiditch."
"Harry …"
"What Severus? Your argument for me to stop playing quiditch is reasonable to you, you don't want me to get hurt, well did you ever stop to consider the fact that maybe I don't want you to get hurt because I can't kill Voldemort."
Severus did not respond for he did not know what to say, Harry had a valid point, their reasons the same, at that instant Severus' dark mark burned, instinctively he clutched it as if that would take away the pain.
Harry knew all to well what was happening and he saw his chance, "If you go then you won't be able to stop me from playing quiditch tomorrow."
"Harry … you do not understand."
"Maybe not but you understand what I am saying perfectly well, if you go then I'm playing quiditch tomorrow, if you stay then I won't, simple as that."
Severus was at a loss of what to do, the inner battle finally getting too much for him to handle, "I'm going to speak with Dumbledore." He said after a while, he then went left, leaving Harry on his own and in a huff.
He would find out whether Severus had gone because he usually saw everything in these meetings anyway, now he had learnt to focus and control when took a peek to see what Voldermort was up too. He settled himself down and relaxed, sending his mind soaring to join Voldemorts, something that was extremely risky considering that by doing this he was putting the knowledge of the existence of his baby there for Voldemort to discover if he was discovered.
He saw Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, Crabbe, Goyal, McNair and a few others that he could not recognize because of their masks, he waited for a few moments and his waiting paid off, a few moments later he saw his lover appear.
Feeling betrayed Harry withdrew from Voldemorts mind, feeling such a strong emotion was bound to get him noticed so he did not dare remain. He decided that it was time to talk about this to the headmaster, he left Severus' chambers and headed straight there, he did not meet any one of interest along the way and arrived without being confronted.
"Hello Harry, how are you feeling today?" The headmaster greeted as Harry entered his office.
"I'm fine Professor."
"Then what brings you to my office on such a fine day Harry?"
"Severus, Professor."
"Ah, I could have surmised as much, please sit and tell me what is on your mind."
"I know this may sound a little silly to you Sir but he asked me to give up quiditch so not to harm the baby."
"Quite understandable I must say."
"Yes, well, I asked one thing of him in return."
"Right"
"That he stops attending deatheater meetings, he doesn't want me getting hurt and I don't want him to get hurt either so I don't see what the problem is."
"Severus has been a spy for us for a long time Harry, he does not enjoy the task but he is good at it and we need the inside information."
"That doesn't mean that I am okay with him risking his life."
"I don't think that that is the real reason, it is part of it but there is something else."
Harry sighed; he had known that the Headmaster would see through him, "I don't want Severus to get hurt because I can't kill Voldemort."
"Do you expect to kill him during the nine months in which you are pregnant with our child? I suspect that doing so would endanger your life more than quiditch ever would, you should not have to worry about such things, leave Voldemort to the Order, you concentrate on your pregnancy."
"But what of Severus, will you stop him from going to the deatheater meetings?"
"No, I do no think so, we need the information he brings us."
"Then I'm not giving up quiditch." Harry said stubbornly before storming from the office, he had been so convinced that the headmaster would side with him and help him convince Severus to stop playing spy for the Order.
Instead of returning to Severus' chambers he went back to the Slytherin common room where he found Draco and Blaise kissing in front of the fire, Pansy was doing her homework on the floor by the fire and was the first to notice his presence.
"Hey Harry, why aren't you with Severus?"
"He had to go to a deatheater meeting."
"Well you can hang out with us for as long as you want, you're still a Slytherin."
Harry was about to thank her for saying this when Draco asked "Will you playing quiditch tomorrow?"
"Why wouldn't he." Pansy asked, looking between Harry and Draco with suspicion.
"There's no reason why I won't be playing, I think Draco's just a little worried about losing to the Gryffindors." Harry said as he collapsed down on the couch, these days he just didn't seem to have a whole lot of energy to spare.
"You have to be the best seeker in the wizarding world, there's no way we can lose with you on our side, Weasly is Gryffindor's seeker, she's nothing compared."
"I don't know, I've seen her practice and she's not bad."
"She isn't exactly brilliant though, your going to win no doubt." Pansy said confidently, Harry, Draco and Blaise all shared knowing looks.
"Blaise, Draco, could you spare a few minutes, I'd like to talk to you in private."
The two teens nodded and followed Harry up into Draco's dormitory; he now shared it with Blaise as Harry was almost always with Severus.
"What's wrong Har; did you guys have another fight?"
"Yeah, he wants me to stop playing quiditch, I said I would if he didn't go to any more deatheater meetings … he went."
"So …"
"So, he didn't do as I asked him too so I don't do what he asked me to do. Dumbledore backs Severus up, I can't believe him sometimes."
"I hate to say it Har but they do have your best interests at heart although I don't want you to stop playing quiditch."
"I know I'll have to in a few months time but I haven't even begun to show yet, they're making a whole lot of fuss over nothing."
"True" Blaise said, then asking a question he had been dying to ask he said: "Can we see your stomach?" Blaise knew that Draco had wanted to ask this as well but knew that if he had it would have been taken in the wrong way.
"Yeah, sure but I'm telling you I haven't begun to show yet." Harry undid his robes and then his shirt just enough so it could be parted to see his stomach.
"Look, I'm pretty sure that that tiny bump there is the baby."
"I think you're seeing things." Harry said as he looked down at where Blaise was pointing. Draco was looking there as well.
"I thin Blaise is right." He agreed, "You are beginning to show, just a tiny little bit."
"Okay, that's enough gawping at my stomach I think." Harry said re-doing the buttons closed. "Is it okay if I sleep here tonight, I know you guys want privacy and all but I really don't think I can go back to Severus tonight."
"That is absolutely fine, we don't mind do we Blaise."
Blaise didn't look like he completely agreed with this but nodded all the same, Harry thanked them before going to retrieve his pyjamas, a change of clothes and his toothbrush from Severus' chambers. He also left a short note that read:
You made the wrong choice!
He left it on their bed, on the pillow that Harry generally used and departed back to the Slytherin common room where he spent the rest of the evening hanging out with the other Slytherins before going to bed; Severus didn't come looking for him.
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