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 the rewrite of Chapter 2 for Make Me Love You. I hope you all enjoyed the first. By the way I do appreciate any ideas you all have for the story line. Thanks for the reviews to those of you who gave them, flames however are not my idea of fun. I can't roast marshmallows over them. Enjoy!

Chapter 2:

Harry POV

I stared up at the ceiling of my bedroom. At had only been one night and I felt the weariness on my shoulders. Pregnant. One word and it seemed to change my whole existence. I've always wanted a family, but I'd always pictured it me, and a wife and a few kids. That was until I figured I was gay and I gave up all hopes of ever being a daddy, biologically. Why had no one told me that blokes could get pregnant? And who the bloody hell did I have sex with?

I cringed, another sleepless night I hissed as my bare feet hit the cold wood floor of my flat in London. I needed slippers, and now I just may go out and buy them. The pamphlet had said something about keeping my feet warm. I couldn't quite remember. I looked at the boxes lining the walls of my flat; I had lived here for close to a month and a half and the majority of the housewarming gifts still sat in their boxes. It wasn't because I didn't have the time to do it, I was a bloody jobless bachelor and all I did was wander the city aimlessly during the day. The freedom I had never enjoyed growing up, I finally had and I lacked the knowledge of what to do with it. And now at 18 years it was going to be taken away by a baby, I smiled placing a hand on my belly, I don't mind.

I looked at the clock 10:30 the digital face blinked at me. Brunch with Hermione and Ron, bollocks I smiled racing around the apartment pulling my oversized clothing on and pulling my holy trainers onto my feet. In mid-step I apparated.

"Harry!" A very pregnant Hermione smiled wrapping her arms around me. "I've missed you," She looked as thought she was going to cry.

"Hermione it's only been two weeks," I smiled hugging her back.

"I know, but I worry about you in the city all by yourself, ya know you could stay in the guest house. You'd be closer to Charlie and me."

"Hermione I've told you I enjoy the city. I like being on my own" I lied through my teeth, It was dull and boring alone in the city.

"Hey chap" Ron smiled at me from his seat on Hermione's porch. What looked like a glass of orange juice sat in front of him.

"Hey" I grinned.

"I've made a wonderful spread Harry," Hermione smiled leading me to the porch.

"It all looks delicious" I smiled taking a seat between Ron and Hermione. "Why'd you let this one go again Ron?"

"It didn't help that she loved my brother," He reached grabbing a roll from the basket in front of him. "So what was this urgent news we had to hear?" Ron said around a mouthful of roll.

"Well um. I'm Pregnant" I took a sip of my juice that Hermione had poured. Watching as Ron seemed to choke on his roll and Hermione gave me a small surprised look.

"Who's the lucky bloke?" Hermione smiled passing me the fruit salad.

"That's the problem. I don't know"

"Have you slept with that many blokes you don't know which ones the father?" Ron gave me a glare.

"It's quite the opposite; I don't remember sleeping with any blokes." I stared thoughtfully at the salt and pepper shakers in front of me.

"Harry were you ---?" Hermione gave me a concerned look placing her hand on mine.

"No the pamphlets say the sex has to be mutual between two partners for either of them to conceive. I wanted it, he wanted it."

"I'm sorry Harry" Ron patted me on the back.

"For what? I'm going to be a daddy, or a mommy whichever way you look at it. I've always wanted that" Hermione and Ron both gave me a smile. "Now Ron you're the only one who has yet to give the group a baby" I smiled at him.

"Well ur. I proposed to Neville" He smiled sheepishly.

"Ronald" Hermione grinned, "when did this happen?"

"Ur. Last week I've been meaning to for some time It was just the right moment last week" He blushed a crimson. Neville and him had been dating since 6th year and after graduation had moved into a flat of their own.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He said yes of course. No one says no to a Weasley" Ron said puffing his chest out in a proud fashion.

"I did" Hermione smiled.

"Yeah but another Weasley got you." He grinned smiling at Hermione and me.

I smiled sitting there as Ron and Hermione bickered about his bonding ceremony and other things. Sipping on my orange juice, I wished that things would always be like this.

"Harry" Hermione's hand came down on my shoulder. I looked up at her. "You're going to be a father, be happy" She gave me a concerned look.

I smiled at her. "I will be once I find out who the father is, and why I don't remember"

"When do you find that out?" Ron asked stuffing a spoonful of eggs and bacon into his mouth.

"Tomorrow" The familiar sensation of butterflies crept into my stomach.

"What are you going to do when you find out?" Hermione asked a worried tone in her voice.

"I don't really know yet" I took a sip of orange juice. "I just need to know".

"We'll be here for you when you find out," Ron grinned stuffing his face with more food.

Severus' POV

I pushed the sleep from my eyes as I looked around my empty quarters.

"Hey Sev" A boy sat at the edge of my bed smiling at me. His brown hair tussled a golden tan on his skin, with a familiar pair of green eyes stared at me from under long brown eyelashes.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" I groped from my covers, covering my bare chest. Am I hallucinating? Was I still asleep?

"I got in the same way you did the door, and you've spent the last seven years with me, you'd think you'd recognize me somewhat" I looked at him, noticing a faint scar in the shape of a lightning bolt on his forehead.

"Harry?" This person couldn't be him, he had to be at least 25 not the 18 I knew Potter to be.

"bingo" he smiled standing up. He smiled and I blinked when I opened them he was gone.

"I'm going insane" I muttered, burying my head in a pillow. There is no way that was Harry bloody Potter.

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A/N: There goes another rewritten chapter. I hope you all like I know it's a little bit different than before, but I donno I somehow like it better this way. Now press the review box and leave me a lovely review. You know you want to.