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Verinth and Albus nervously leaned against each other as they explained to their parents what they had done, what had happened, and how their actions had made it possible for two versions of Severus Snape to be present in the household that night.

The room was quiet for a moment after the boys' lengthy story concluded.

Harriet frowned and kept a hand on her mounded belly as the life within her squirmed in response to the acceleration of her pulse that her apprehension had incited.

Severus looked at his future self who offered no apology for placing his wand to his throat, but only gave him an unreadable look before he turned to Verinth and Albus.

Severus's future self stalked towards his two sons with his long, black robes sweeping ominously at his sides and over the floor. He approached them with a terse look on his face while he hissed, "I've raised you both since birth….I've raised you with sense! I've taught you two how to use logic and reason…….Why would you go against everything that I've tried to instill in you and do something so utterly…..utterly moronic?!"

Albus shamefully looked down at his feet and left his older brother with the responsibility of courageously meeting their father's judgmental stare and providing an answer.

"I'm…..we're sorry, Dad. Dad, Mum." Verinth nodded at his father, then at Harriet and finally at the younger of version of Severus as he spoke before he looked back at his father and explained, "I….I really thought I had worked all of the problems out…..of the revised Time-Turner and I….we….we didn't expect you to follow us home!"

"You may very well have erased our family." Severus's future self spoke to his eldest child in a low, grim whisper as his black eyes darted back and forth between his sons, "You two, myself, and your unborn sister….at least. I expect that your mother will be alright. But the rest of us….."

"Daddy, no!" Albus cried as he clutched onto Verinth and looked up at Severus's future self, "Help us! You always know how to help us!"

Severus's future self let out a sigh that sounded as pitifully melancholy as air leaving a deflating tire.

"Hermione may be able to aid us, love." Harriet interjected.

Both versions of Severus turned their attention away from Verinth and Albus to focus on Harriet.

"She has one of the last remaining Time-Turners in her office. Remember?" Harriet said with a nod, "I'm sure if we go and explain the situation to her, she'll let us borrow it to take you back." She finished as she looked over at Severus's younger self.

"Very well then, let's be off." The Severus on the floor nodded at Harriet.

"We can't go now! The Ministry is closed!" Severus's future self snapped at him.

"...The Ministry?" Severus's younger version asked with an incredulous scowl.

"Hermione Granger is Minister for Magic now." Harriet informed the younger version of her husband.

Severus's mouth fell open in shock.

"We'll go straight there as soon as the Ministry opens for the day." He heard his future self affirm before he ushered the boys out of the room.

When Harriet found herself alone again with the younger version of her husband, she couldn't help the soft blush that covered her cheeks.

She felt an unignorable amount of guilt about what had happened, but at the same time, she tried not to fault herself too much………

How was she supposed to know that her alpha had mistakenly traveled through time?

Severus Snape was hers, his past, his present, his future, they all belonged to Harriet and she belonged to Severus~.

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Severus's future self escorted Verinth and Albus out of the door, down the hallway, and back to their bedroom with the urgency of an angry, swooping bat.

Severus's future self walked his sons into their room and crossed his arms while he watched them both climb back into their beds.

He stood between Verinth and Albus where they lay as he looked back and forth between them.

"We really are sorry, Dad." Verinth apologized again.

"We weren't trying to make trouble, we only wanted to help." Albus pouted.

"Perhaps the error is on my end……" Severus's future self said slowly with a scowl on his face, "However, I still haven't deduced why you two would choose to visit that moment in history, of all the places and all the times you might have gone, why select the one that could end our family?"

"Well…….because we were trying to help you." Verinth blinked.

Severus frowned as Albus added, "You told us last week about Voldemort's attack, remember? We just didn't want you to hurt, Daddy."

That single, verbal blow from his youngest son neutralized Severus's abrasive anger.

He fought against the tears that glistened in his dark eyes as he found himself profoundly touched by the kind gesture of love that his two sons showed him.

Regardless of the fact that he had been a father for a good many years then, it never ceased to amaze Severus's future self, the blind adoration that he received from the two little beings that had entered the world as a result of the passion that he shared with Harriet.

"Get some sleep, both of you." Severus's future self ordered in a low drawl as he turned out the lamp that Albus had switched on when they heard his spell ring out a short while earlier.

Severus loomed in their doorway as he watched Verinth and Albus close their eyes.

He silently observed his mischievous sons until he heard their breathing become slow and deep.

Severus wanted to ensure that his boys finally obeyed, yes, but he was also waiting for the tears in his eyes to dry.

He wouldn't dare allow the younger version of himself to watch him weep with sentiment.

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After Severus regained control of his emotions, he silently closed the door to his sons' room.

He then went downstairs and sat a blanket and pillow on the sofa for his younger version to use until morning came.

When Severus's future self returned to the bedroom that he shared with Harriet and escorted his other down to the the living area, he scowled at the look of disappointment that he saw in his younger version's face.

That scowl remained on his pale features as he walked back up the stairs to rejoin Harriet.

His scowl remained as he cuddled his pregnant omega close in her nest and helped her make herself comfortable.

Severus's future self was a possessive, dominant alpha.

Did his younger version have the audacity to expect a different bed than the sofa?

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The sleeping arrangement that Severus had put into place did not work for Harriet.

Although the Severus who laid downstairs on the sofa was from a time before he was Harriet's mate, that didn't change his scent.

As Harriet tossed and turned in her nest, she couldn't escape the sensation that gnawed at her nerves and whispered to her that her alpha was somewhere far away from her.

The fact that the Severus she knew and loved as her husband held her in his arms had no bearing on her discomfort as she eventually whimpered out of frustration.

Harriet kept her eyes closed as she felt her Severus release her from his embrace.

His weight left the bed as he stood in silent understanding.

She kept her eyes closed as he quietly walked out of the room and down the hallway.

The night was cold and without Severus lying behind her, Harriet shivered as she fought off a chill.

She sighed to herself and kept a hand on her rounded belly as she forced herself to stay calm.

Suddenly, Harriet was warm, delightfully warm.

A hand laid itself on her hip.

Two large palms spanned out across her belly.

Too many hands…….

Harriet opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that dreadful sensation of separation was gone, but her heart clenched in excitement as she realized why.

Harriet lay between the Severus that she knew as her alpha and the younger version of himself that had managed to accidentally come for a…..visit.

She glanced between them both while her husband kneaded her back and his younger self let his hands curiously rub over her swollen womb.

Harriet let out a breath of deep relaxation as the two versions of Severus began to massage her into a lull of happy contentment.

Calmed by the comfort of her mates and fully recovered from her arousal earlier, Harriet closed her eyes again to sleep.

She would have succeeded if her husband hadn't cupped her ample breasts in his hands.

Harriet opened her eyes to find the Severus she had fallen in love with glaring at the other.

Under the painfully gentle motions of his fingers, Harriet's body willingly responded to his touch.

Wet spots appeared on her nightdress as her full breasts began to leak.

Both versions of Severus detected the sweet fragrance of her milk and she felt heat rise in her core as they both looked down at her with hunger glistening in their black eyes.

Harriet let out a gasp that sounded fearful, yet she rolled onto her back and happily pulled her nightdress down to allow her husband…...husbands….generous access.

Severus's future self grabbed his wand from the nightstand and hurriedly cast a silencing charm around the room before he dipped his head and latched on to one of Harriet's plump nipples.

The version of Severus from the past felt a surge of envy echo through his being and he dove down as well to take possession of Harriet's other hardened nub.

The strangled moan that left her throat while both of her alphas nursed seemed to spur them on.

Harriet had one of her hands in each version of Severus's hair as she scratched their scalps while they drank their fill.

When they finally emptied her, their velvety fingertips and eager mouths began to roam over her body, along her curves, across the places where she was most sensitive……

It thrilled Harriet to the center of her being to watch her two husbands spend the night fighting over her while they used themselves as weapons against the other to compete in an unspoken game of who could bring her more pleasure.

Harriet was wet, slick with sweat and the nectar they had drawn from her by their own actions, gasping and panting for breath far into the night when she ended up kneeling on the bed, with the elder Severus behind her and the younger Severus holding her steady in front as her nails raked his arms as they both made love to her at once.

By the time it was close to morning, both Severus's lay, one on either side of Harriet, completely spent, and pleasantly exhausted.

The oxytocin from one of the most passionate nights of her life coursed through Harriet's system as she fought to close her eyes and sleep with them, but rest evaded her.

As she listened to the soft snores that came from both of her sleeping husbands, Harriet winced and laid a hand on her tensing belly.

She wanted to go to sleep so very much, but the annoying, rhythmic pain in her back and abdomen presented the omega with a very onerous obstacle.