Make Me Love You
By, Ms. Potter-Snape
Disclaimer: None of this is mine, Otherwise I would be rich and you would be reading this in a bloody book rather than on the internet.
A/N: This is a remake of the original Make Me Love You. General plot line the same. I just felt that the first moved to fast for my liking. Plus my writing style has changed a bit since the story was first posted. I also didn't realize people actually liked it. LOL. So here goes enjoy.
Chapter 1: I'm What!
Harry's POV
I looked at the cute little blonde medi-witch; she couldn't have been that much older than me. Just out of Hogwarts or whatever bloody school she came from. But her eyes reminded me of Madame Pompfrey, like she knew all and there was no way around it.
"Mr. Potter" She started
"Harry please" no more of this bloody formal crap. I wasn't standing for it anymore.
"Harry," she smiled, pausing seeming to enjoy the way it rolled of her tongue. "We've just gotten your test results back."
"And?" I had been feeling sick, throwing up in the morning, my back ached and I couldn't get rid of this odd craving for kippers and whipped cream.
"You're pregnant" She melancholy shuffled papers on the desk, as though this happened to men every day.
"I'm what?" I cringed. How in the bloody hell is this happening? I felt my stomach start to become queasy as I leaned against the bed in the examination room. My head started to spin.
"Harry are you alright?" She stood placing an arm on my back to steady me. "You better sit down" she helped me onto the bed and forced me to lay back.
"I'm sorry but I think you just told me that I'm pregnant" I cringed as she nodded. "But I think you may have missed this during your examination, I'm a boy. There aren't any baby-making parts inside of me." She smiled shaking her head.
"Obviously, no one ever explained the wizarding birds and the bees" she smiled, handing me some pamphlets out of her nurses' smock.
"Here's the gist of it. When a homosexual magical couple has sex if one or both of them is extremely powerful the one that has the most magic may conceive a child." She stopped leaning to press her hand against my forehead. "Thus putting you in the position you are in now, pregnant."
"It's not possible" I shook my head. She opened her mouth to say something. "It's not possible if I've never had sex"
"Obviously you have"
"Well obviously I don't remember having it!" I sat up abruptly. "This is not bloody possible. I cannot be pregnant" I mumbled to myself, head buried in my hands.
"We can do a paternity test if you like, it will take one to two days to get the results but at least you will know" I nodded stepping down off the examination room bed. "You can pick up your pre-natal vitamins from the secretary out front and please schedule a check up appointment for another three weeks"
"I'll do that" I mumbled stepping outside the door, taking the brown bag from the frumpy looking witch who reminded me of Mr. Filch.
I stepped out onto the busy London Street. "This just isn't possible" I groaned out loud looking at the pamphlets in my hand. One of them read in big cheerful letters "So You're Going to Be a Daddy" I cringed, at the cheesy smile that reminded me of Lockhart that was plastered on the face of a very pregnant young man. Why in the bloody hell can't I ever be bloody normal?
Snape POV
"My boy get out of bed" Dumbledore stood above me a glint in his eyes. I hate that glint I thought to myself.
"No Albus, It is my summer break and if I wish to stay in bed until bloody August I very well intend to do so." I groaned turning over.
"It's not healthy"
"When have you ever cared what is bloody healthy for me and what isn't?" I groaned, if you really cared you wouldn't have sent me to suffer the crutacius curse over and over again. Don't play Mr. Loving and caring now Albus, not now.
"You know that I care for you Severus, but if you decide to stay in your bed all summer that is up to you. You are a grown man and I can do nothing to change your mind" I watched as he turned his back to leave. Finally. "But Severus remember whatever it is that you lost, you can't get it back by sitting in bed all summer and avoiding it"
I hate Albus Dumbledore. I thought to myself. Why did he always have to be bloody right? I buried my head in my pillow, why couldn't I escape His smell. I breathed in, sandalwood and cinnamon invading my senses. "why?" I mumbled into my pillow, tears coming to my eyes, and I felt a deep pang in my chest as if I had been poked with a hot rod.
flashback
"Professor" A voice called form the doorway as I was nursing a glass of firewhiskey a salute to another end of a Hogwarts year. No more Weasley, No more Granger, and No more Potter.
he's not so bad a voice in my head said
whose not so bad
Potter, you know he strikes your fancy
You don't know anything, Potter is an abomination in my life If only I believed myself when I said that.
"Professor!" I looked up from my fire whiskey and the student who had been the bane of my existence for the last seven years stood in front of me looking slightly flustered, his tie and hair a mess.
"What is it Potter? Shouldn't you be celebrating with all your Gryfindor friends instead of down here bothering me with your presence?" I hissed at him, throwing him a steely gaze.
"I don't know Professor, I feel odd" he mumbled undoing a button on his shirt revealing a patch of skin.
"Potter I suggest you leave" I watched as he pulled his tie off placing it on my desk, oblivious to what I was saying. "POTTER!" I yelled at him, watching as he slowly stripped out of his shirt. He looked up at me a look of confusion in his eyes and pure lust.
"Get out of my office NOW!"
End of Flashback
If that night had never happened, I would never know what I was missing. I thought tears running down my face. Damn bloody Potions.
End of Ch.1
A\N: Thanks for reading, now press the little blue button and leave my review. Hope the rewrite is at least semi-better than the original. Thanks a lot.
Ms-Potter-Snape