Harry winced, Snape's presence was arousing him again…
Dammit…
Of all the times…
"Well?" Snape pressed, before leaning in closer to the boy.
Harry flinched before being brought back into the present. Why was he having so much trouble concentrating.
"Last night, that's why I came to see you" Harry finally spat out.
Snape stepped back, keeping a cautious eye on the boy as Dumbledore's words seeped back into his brain.
"I hear a congratulations is in order?" Snape repeated the old man's words. "Is this what he meant?"
Harry looked down before nodding.
Snape turned around, suddenly feeling bad about his behaviour.
"Harry" he began, the boy glanced up, realising that was actually the first time Snape had called him by his first name.
"Go back to bed, don't worry about attending the rest of your classes, you and I will talk later".
Harry nodded, not that Snape was looking at him before collecting his stuff and heading towards the door.
"And Harry" the professor began, "don't worry yourself, everything will be fine".
The boy raised his eyebrow, a glimmer of hope fluttered through his heart as he wrapped his fingers around the door knob.
"Thank you, Severus" Harry smiled at the man as he watched him turn around to face him, relieved when that smile was returned.
The boy opened the door, watching as Draco fell into the classroom.
"Now now Draco" Snape snarled at the boy, "perhaps I wasn't clear earlier" Snape began as he stepped toward the blonde boy. "This doesn't concern you" he leaned toward the boy, watching him flinch and try to move back from the professor. Harry tried not to chuckle before stepping past the boy, leaving him in the professor's more than capable hands.
Harry climbed the stairs before finally reaching his room, he sighed before falling onto his bed. He pondered his current predicament, he wished he could just have that talk with Snape now… Now he's got all day to stew over it… What if he resented him for the whole situation…?
Harry closed his eyes, perhaps it was best if he just tried to sleep.
He must have dozed off as a series of stumbling's roused Harry from his slumber, he honestly thought someone had fallen down the stairs as he fluttered his eyes open. He forced his body from the bed before gazing out the window. It was pitch black. Harry's eyes widened at the sight.
What the hell was the time?!
He grabbed his watch off his bedside cabinet before holding it up to his eyes. 7:30?! In the evening?!
Great that means he's missed dinner… He looked down at his stomach before suddenly remembering he never did find out how far along he was…
Perhaps now was a good time to go see Madam Pomphrey? Then after that he'd go see Snape.
Harry climbed off his bed before heading down the stairway, praying he wouldn't run into anyone. He really didn't feel like talking to anyone at the moment. He glanced around the common room, there were a few students around but Harry decided to ignore them as he bolted past and made his way to the infirmary.
"Ah Harry dear!" Madam Pomphrey looked very excited to see him as she guided him to a nearby seat.
"Now what can I do for you today my dear boy?"
"Um, well, I was kind of wondering if you could possibly tell me how far along I am?"
"Why of course" the nurse smiled before pulling out her wand.
"It is a simple spell my dear" she smiled before flicking her wand at the boy's abdomen.
Harry waited for something to happen but nothing did…
"Okay dear you are 13 weeks along" Madam Pomphrey smiled at the boy before patting him on the shoulder.
"Thank you" Harry nodded before another question popped into his head… He wondered why it never occurred to him to ask this before now…
"I've just got one more question" the boy began, the nurse nodded, encouraging him to continue.
"Um, uh… How is it going to come out?" Harry couldn't wipe the panicked expression plastered all over his face.
"Don't worry dear, I'll give you a potion that give you a temporary vagina" she stated it so matter of factly…
Harry's eyes widened as the realisation dawned on him that he was going to have to push this baby out of him eventually…
"Was there anything else dear?" the nurse asked ever so kindly.
"Uh, um no, thank you" Harry replied before getting up from the chair.
Harry headed straight for Snape's chambers, he suddenly felt like his body was on fire and the only one who could put it out was Snape.
Harry reached the professor's door, not bothering to knock, he just turned the door knob and strutted straight in. He needed Snape right here, right now.
What had gotten into him all of a sudden?
"Harry" Snape greeted him, he didn't look surprised to see him barge in at all…
"I have to…" the boy began, his breath was short and his body desperate.
Snape stepped closer to the boy as he fell to his knees. The professor wrapped his arms around the boy before pulling him to a nearby chair.
Harry didn't realise how much his body had craved the touch of Snape.
"I made something for you today" the professor began before retrieving a glass bottle from his pocket.
Harry eyed the bottle before feeling the man press it into his hand. The boy gazed at the deep orange fluid before looking up at the professor, a confused expression on his face.
"It's a stronger version of the same potion Madam Pomphrey gave you, with this you should hardly notice your symptoms".
Harry smiled to himself before leaning deeper against the man.
How thoughtful of Snape.
A warmth emanated through his whole body, it was in that moment where he realised what Madam Pomphrey said must have been true.
He did love Severus Snape and he must have loved him back.
The young wizard closed his eyes, feeling safe in the man's arms. Harry felt his fears, his worry, his troubles dissolve away as the professor tightened his grip around the boy.
"Come" Snape commanded before helping the boy out of the chair.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at the professor before climbing to his feet once more.
"Bed"
Harry smiled at the idea before allowing Snape to lead the way, not that the boy didn't already know how to get there…
Snape stood in front of the boy before methodically undoing his robes, allowing the material to fall to the floor. The professor drew Harry's lips in closer to his own before joining them, allowing two to become one.
Harry let his clothes fall to the floor, being complete exposed in front of the professor. Only this time it was different. He felt like there was no separation between him and Snape, like they were one in the same. He felt like he no longer needed to have sex with the man to feel close to him.
Of course, he was still going to...
He felt Snape's arms around his bare flesh, holding him ever so closely.
He led the boy to the bed before gently laying him down. The man began to plant gentle kisses down the boy's neck before progressing to his exposed chest. He began to slow as he reached the slight swell in Harry's abdomen.
The young wizard watched as Snape rested a hand on the boy's abdomen, gently rubbing the tiny bump that was beginning to appear before gazing into the young wizard's eyes.
"You know, you are so beautiful" Snape whispered before venturing further south, wrapping his lips around the boy's member.
The young wizard gasped, forgetting just how good this felt before letting a moan escape his lips. Harry felt the man take him further down his throat, another pant left his lips as he dug his fingers into the blanket under him.
Severus was making him feel like nothing else mattered and he loved every second of it as he subconsciously spread his legs wider for the man.
Harry's body writhed under the professor, wanting more as the pleasure welled up inside him. He couldn't take much more of this as he felt his body prepare to release.
"Ah! I'm going to…" Harry cried out before feeling waves of orgasm flood through his body.
Snape felt the boy's fluid inundate his mouth before allowing it to slide down his throat. The professor released the boy from his lips before returning to the bump in the young wizard's abdomen.
He closed his eyes before resting his head against what was going to be his child. The realisation that this new life was going to be his began to sink in as he wrapped his arms around Harry's naked body.
Harry slid his arms around the man's head, holding it there as he watched the candle light flicker against Severus's bare skin.
Harry waddled up the corridor towards divination class, the potion Severus had given him worked like a charm. He hardly felt pregnant at all! It was a refreshing change to say the least…
He knew he got a few glances from random students as he wondered out of Snape's corridor but he truly didn't care anymore. He felt like the lock on his heart had been unleashed and nothing could hurt him anymore.
He was on cloud nine.
He felt immune to the darkness of the world.
A yawn escaped his lips as he sat in his usual seat, waiting for Hermione and Ron to show up, along with professor Trelawney. The truth be told he didn't hardly sleep at all last night, but we all know why that was…
He struggled to keep his eyes open before feeling a heavy stare bore into him. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was…
Draco…
Harry instinctively held his abdomen, protecting his unborn child from the harsh gaze. He winced before realising that was probably the worst action he could have made…
He quickly glanced around, catching Draco's shocked expression…
Oh hell no…
Harry looked into his cup, he never did enjoy tea leaf reading as he tried to make out what was at the bottom of his cup.
"Now, swap with the person opposite you" Mrs Trelawney called out as Harry's eyes locked with Ron's before exchanging cups.
Harry looked down and couldn't make out a single thing… It literally just looked like a clump of green sludge… He had no idea what to tell Ron… Maybe he should just make it up?
"Right dear boy" the professor pointed to Ron, who glanced nervously around the room, hoping Trelawney meant someone else…
No…
Ron collected the cup in his fingers before glancing up at Harry.
"Uh, um well ah, let's see" the redhead began as he tried to make out the form in the cup before him.
"It looks like a… Baby?" Ron stated too loudly for Harry's comfort as his eyes widened and he instinctively kicked the red haired boy under the table. Ron accidentally dropped the cup before looking up at his best friend, a mixture of confusion and annoyance plastered over his face.
Harry's eyes darted around the room, I seemed like everyone in the class had their eyes on him, even professor Trelawney.
He didn't know what to say as panic took over his mind
"Let me see" Hermione interrupted, collecting the teacup off the table. "How does that look like a baby Ronald?" she began, feeling bad about insulting the boy's intelligence to protect Harry's dignity.
"It clearly looks like a snow man wrapped in a scarf with a carrot for a nose" the witch continued before deliberately stirring the leaves in an attempt to mask the blatant baby symbol resting at the bottom of the cup.
Harry heard chuckles emanate from various points across the room before turning to meet Draco's gaze.
He didn't look at all amused as his stare went straight through the boy's soul.
Suffice it to say Harry was glad when that lesson was over…
"Right everyone! Gather around!" Professor Sprout called out to the students, waving her arms in an alarming fashion as she struggled to gain everyone's attention.
Harry cringed as he stood in front of a baby mandrake, he had to admit it looked kind of cute in a weird sort of way.
"Right now, before we begin, there are a few ground rules I must cover. Firstly…" the professor began before glancing around the glasshouse, attempting to make eye contact with every one of her students.
"Because we are going to be experiencing the screams of the mandrake I must ask does anyone here suffer from any of the following conditions..." The professor continued as Harry felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. The young wizard let out a massive yawn, not thinking how rude that was before quickly trying to stifle it. He swiftly glanced around the room before receiving a disapproving expression from Hermione.
"And lastly, pregnancy. Is anyone here pregnant?" professor Sprout's eyes darted amongst the students. Harry panicked, his head moving a little too quickly as his eyes locked with Hermione's. His eyes widened, wishing he could stop time and figure out a solution to this drama without giving away his biggest secret.
Hermione raised her hand "excuse me professor" she began, feeling everyone's eyes instantly upon her, the speculation rife in their eyes.
Harry seized the opportunity to slip back from the table before sneaking toward the door and escaping the class. He didn't want to turn around, too afraid to know if anyone noticed him leaving and starting a savage rumour.
Harry wondered down the empty corridor as he quickly checked his watch. It was 20 minutes until the next class change over, so that meant he had that long to get to Snape's chambers. He only had one more class that day but he didn't feel like facing it as he approached his favourite door.
"Alohomora" the young wizard whispered before hearing the door clunk open. It felt weird being in Snape's chambers without Snape. Harry stepped toward his bedroom before climbing into his bed. He felt like he probably shouldn't have been there but he felt safe here. He wanted to be around Snape but seeing as that wasn't possible at the moment, being in his bed will have to do it. He laid his head on the pillow before falling instantly asleep.
Harry stirred awake as he felt the bed move, he turned over to see a naked Snape pulling back the covers and climbing in to join him. The boy smiled at the sight before feeling the man's arms wrap around him.
"I was worried when I didn't see you at potions" Snape whispered to Harry before pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Draco asked where you were" Snape began before pulling the boy in even closer.
"What did you say?" the young wizard asked, curiosity getting the best of him.
"In my bed"
"You didn't" Harry's eyes widened as he looked up to meet the man's gaze.
Snape smirked at Harry before closing his eyes.
Harry pressed his body closer to Snape as he watched the morning sun emanate throughout the room.
The young wizard was so glad it was Saturday, he could lay in bed all day if he wanted to. He felt Snape's arm tighten around him, holding him closer against his bare flesh.
"I thought we might go out today" The professor whispered into the young man's ear, hoping he was up to the suggestion.
"Where to?" Harry asked sleepily, not looking up as he pressed his head deeper against the older wizard's chest.
"Anywhere you want" he man began, drawing gentle circles with his fingers on the boy's back.
"Anywhere?" Harry tilted his head toward the man before finding it too hard.
"Anywhere."
The boy pondered the idea before coming to a decision.
"I want to see Spinner's End, where you grew up" the young wizard answered, wanting to know more about the man he'd grown to love.
"Are you sure? There isn't a lot there" Snape raised his eyebrow at Harry before tossing the blanket off his body and climbing out of bed.
"I would still like to see it" Harry smiled as he watched the professor pull on his clothes.
Harry felt his body rip through time and space before watching as a house materialised in front of him.
Snape reached down as he grasped the boy's hand in his own before leading him towards the front door.
Harry marvelled at the collection of books piled to the ceiling as he stepped through the doorway to the living area.
He loved it. It epitomized Snape in every way.
"Incendio" Snape whispered as he pointed his wand at a fire place in the far corner of the room.
Harry smiled as a warmth radiated throughout the room, the house felt so homely.
"So, this was your parent's home?" the young wizard questioned before looking up at the man.
"Indeed"
Harry nodded in acknowledgement as his eyes wondered around the room, taking in every detail.
"I wish to take you somewhere for lunch" Snape glanced down at the boy as he watched him collect a book off the floor before opening it.
"Where abouts?" Harry asked as he began to riffle through the pages.
"It's a surprise" Snape smirked before collecting a coat from the nearby rack and passing it to the boy.
"You will probably need this, I don't want you catching a cold" the professor advised before wrapping the coat around the young wizard.
"Now come" he smiled as he led Harry out the back door and down a narrow lane. It wasn't long before the two reached a tranquil lake adorned by trees, the leaves beginning to fall as winter drew near.
"Wow it's beautiful!" the young wizard exclaimed before leaning in closer to his lover.
The professor wrapped his arm around the boy before pecking him a kiss on the cheek.
Snape led Harry towards the water's edge before retrieving a small bag from his pocket. The professor brought his wand just above the opening before summoning a picnic blanket.
He passed the item to Harry before retrieving a picnic basket from the magical bag and gently placing it on the ground.
Harry tried to bite back the tears, no one had ever done anything like this for him before.
Severus was so sweet.
The professor took the blanket from the boy before laying out on the ground beneath them. He knelt down, before drawing the boy down with him.
Harry reached over before wrapping his fingers around the cane handle, bringing the basket towards them before resting it between them.
"Wow! This looks delicious!" a delighted smile grew across the boy's lips as he retrieved a plate of sandwiches and a bowl of fruit salad from the basket.
Snape smirked before collecting a grape in his fingers and bringing it to the young wizard's lips. A warm smile grew on the boy's face as he opened his mouth to receive it.
"Fancy seeing you two here"
Snape flinched as his eyes widened at the familiar voice weaving it's way into his ear.
"Professor Dumbledore" Harry tried to smile before realising there was no real way he could deny he was on a date with the potions professor.
"It's a lovely wee spot here isn't it" the headmaster continued, his gaze dancing across the still water before returning to Harry.
"Right, I best leave you two to it" an all knowing twinkle appeared in his eyes, "but before I go" Dumbledore turned to Snape.
"I must warn you there Severus, there are some who won't take kindly to seeing you out with a student like this" the old wizard's eyes darted over to a bridge in the distance.
Snape's eyes followed the headmaster's before falling on a man with long blonde hair.
"What's he doing here?" Snape muttered instinctively, not really expecting an answer.
"I trust it's just by pure chance but I must implore you to be careful" Dumbledore gave Severus a stern gaze, like there was another message he was trying to pass to him without words, something he didn't want Harry to pick up on.
Snape nodded before casting several protective charms, hoping it would be enough to evade the notorious Lucius Malfoy.
"Well I must bide you farewell" Dumbledore smiled before vanishing in front of their very eyes.
Snape slip his hand over Harry's as he leaned in towards him before planting a gentle kiss on his cheek.