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Since the fateful day of Maggie's birth, Disencan had been profoundly grateful for Severus Snape, the traitor-turned-savior.
While the house elf prepared breakfast for Mr. and Mrs. Snape on the morning of their court date, Disencan clenched his jaw in determination as he hoped with every fiber of his being that both he and Severus would ultimately win their freedom in the trial.
Disencan's hope was enough evidence to shatter his previous beliefs and prejudices.
Disencan had never wished anything good for a witch or a wizard.
Although, during the brief time that he had been in the Snapes' employ, Harriet and Severus had shown the abused house elf that not all magical people were merciless and cruel.
There were more reasons than the obvious that Disencan did not wish to leave the Snapes' home.
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Harriet opened her eyes that morning to find her husband lying on his side as he gazed at her in silent admiration.
She blinked slowly as she felt him wrap his arms around her as soon as he knew that she had woken.
"Good morning." Harriet whispered as Severus gently stroked her hair out of the way and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
"Good morning….." Severus answered in a low, decadent purr, "Are you well today, my love?"
"...Just sore and full." Harriet managed to smile as she gingerly placed an arm over her plump breasts to test their tenderness.
"She'll wake soon." Severus replied as he nuzzled into the crook of Harriet's neck.
Harriet giggled when she felt him gently nibble across her throat, but Severus wasn't trying to be playful.
While Harriet recovered from giving birth, her scent had become dizzying to her alpha.
The smell of her milk, the sweet cream from his omega that Severus knew that he couldn't hoard for himself, had practically driven him insane.
He had to have some part of Harriet in his mouth, and although he would have much preferred her sensitive nipples, he would settle for her throat.
Harriet laid her head back and tangled her hands in her alpha's black hair while she fantasized about other things that they may do instead…..
"Sev……..?" Harriet asked in a quiet voice.
"...Yes?" He answered in a sound barely louder than a whisper.
Harriet grinned at the yearning that she heard in her lover's distraught tone.
She could feel the delicious thickness of Severus's arousal jutting against her thigh as she swallowed dryly and asked, "Do you think…….Do you think that we may be able to-"
Severus's soft kisses on Harriet's throat instantly ceased.
Harriet frowned as he pulled back to stare down at her with a deep scowl of utter disapproval as he slowly spoke, "...Absolutely….not."
She sighed as Severus cast her one last scathing look of reprimandation before he rolled over in bed and put his back to her.
Harriet shifted behind him.
When Severus felt her turn towards him, he added, "...There'll be no coupling between us until you've been cleared by the midwife for such activities. Your body has been through enough…..I refuse to burden it further."
Harriet chuckled dryly.
Severus felt the soft, warm weight of her breasts push against his back as she whispered in the dim light of the early morning, "...Do you honestly think that you could ever burden me, Sev?"
Severus intended to look over at Harriet and speak more gently to his wife, but before he could, he felt her reach across his hip.
He became vaguely aware that she murmured an incantation which sent the buttons on his sleep trousers unfastening…..
Before Severus could process what had happened, his breath hitched.
He grit his teeth as his mate's lovely hand wrapped around the angry head of his neglected manhood.
Severus furrowed his brow while Harriet half sat up in bed and whispered into his ear as her grip on him tightened, "...I'm still your mate, Sev. I know that you have needs…….Let me be a good omega…...Let me take care of you…."
Harriet nipped at her husband's ear as she purposely let her incisors scrape against his skin while she began to pump him in her hand.
"You don't need-" Severus started to protest.
When Harriet murmured under her breath again and wet her hand with a spell, his futile attempts to refuse his wife's affections died away.
Harriet's recovery period had been lengthy and difficult for them both, but Severus hadn't complained once.
Regardless, she could see the yearning in his eyes.
Harriet had felt that same yearning while she and her alpha endured their period of forced chastity.
Severus could take care of himself with his own hand, and he had before, but if he couldn't have the luxury of claiming Harriet, then he far preferred her touch over his own.
He rolled onto his back and captured Harriet's face in his hands as he kissed her furiously.
His hands tangled in her hair as he bucked his hips toward her touch, desperate for affection and restless with need.
Maggie's cries rang out just as Severus spilled himself into Harriet's hand with a strangled, repressed groan.
"WWWWWWAAAA!"
"WWWWWWAAAAA!"
Once the warm deluge stopped, Severus settled back against the many pillows and blankets of Harriet's nest.
She cleaned her hand with a spell, but as she stood to answer her daughter's cries, Severus rose from the bed.
"She needs me, Sev. I'll tend to her." Harriet said as she watched her husband hurriedly wrap his robe around himself.
"You've done quite enough." Seveus huffed as he scowled down at Harriet.
Harriet smirked at the hint of embarrassed pride that she saw flash across his pale face as he glided out of their bedroom and down the hallway.
She laid back in her nest and sighed for a moment as she cradled her breasts.
While she listened to her daughter's hungry cries, she willed herself not to leak before her husband returned.
Severus quickly completed his errand.
A brief moment later, he swept back through the doorway of their bedroom with a wailing baby Maggie in his arms.
"WWWWWAAAA!"
"I need her!" Harriet called urgently as she swiftly pulled the straps of her nightgown aside.
Severus bent down and carefully handed their baby girl to his wife.
With Maggie safely in Harriet's arms, he enjoyed the luxury of sitting loyally at his lover's side while he ogled the magnificent mounds that her breasts had become.
"It's impolite to stare, you know." Harriet sniffed as Maggie's impatient snuffles filled the room while she enjoyed her breakfast.
"It's impolite to be so beautiful, yet so far away." Severus mournfully answered.
In one simple sentence that dripped with unquenched longing, Severus disabled Harriet's teasing.
Her smirk melted into a frown.
"It's not my desire to go without your touch. Was mine not enough for you this morning?" Harriet asked with a pout.
"More than enough……...though it pains me to receive a favor that I can't reciprocate." Severus admitted with a frown.
"Was that why you spurned me at first?" Harriet asked with a wry smile.
"I would never spurn you, my love." Severus replied.
Maggie had succeeded at growing and thriving in the hostile world that she had been unfairly thrust into, although she continued to be quite small for a baby of her age.
The capacity of her little belly remained reduced as well.
Severus watched as distress clouded Harriet's face when Maggie let go of her breast and settled down to sleep again.
Harriet tried desperately to get her daughter to continue her meal, but when the baby's breathing deepened, Severus sought to end his wife's dismay.
"They did say not to force her, my love. She's had enough for now…..Let her sleep and she'll wake when she's ready." He frowned.
"...But I need to give her more." Harriet sighed in exasperation, "She can't be finished yet!"
Harriet whimpered when Severus stood and crouched towards her.
Reluctantly, she let him take Maggie from her arms and walk their daughter back to the solace of her nursery.
Severus kissed his little girl's tiny forehead as he gently, very gently, placed her back down into the soft peacefulness of her cot.
He then glided out of Maggie's room like a stealthy bat and went to rejoin Harriet.
She expected him to come in and begin a discussion about what the day might bring.
Mrs. Snape was wrong.
Severus pushed aside the stress of what they faced and focused on two much more pleasant things, Harriet's needs and those delightful glands over her heart.
"Sev…….?" Harriet asked as he closed their door and cast a silencing charm with his wand while he stalked towards her.
"Sev…….?" Harriet asked as Severus crawled into her nest and hovered in front of her.
Severus glanced from Harriet's red, engorged breasts up to her face to silently ask for permission.
Harriet's green eyes widened in anticipation as she settled back and exposed herself to her alpha.
That would be alright.
While Severus glanced at Harriet's rosy tips, she could have promised that she heard a low rumble come from his stomach.
That would be fine.
A pearly drop of fluid appeared on the end of one of Harriet's hardened nipples.
She let out a breath as Severus stared at her unashamedly while he licked his lips.
He moved forward and Harriet arched her back.
The cry that left her when Severus put his mouth on her skin threatened to break the barrier of the silencing spell.
If Severus had been free to touch his wife without fear of harming her, then he would have been so deeply inside of her that they both screamed, but he worked to satisfy Harriet as she had worked to satisfy him.
Although he knew that he may not bring her bliss, he sought to at least liberate her from the aching weight of her chest.
Harriet wrapped her arms around Severus and smashed her curves into his face as he fed off of her with the same, painfully gentle tenderness that he showed her whenever they made love.
She tugged at his scalp while he relished the feeling of her slender fingers raking through his hair as he emptied one side and then, using the utmost of care and caution, moved over to her neglected breast.
Severus expected his motions to calm and soothe his mate, but the more he emptied Harriet, the more she thrashed underneath him.
Watching him nurse, feeling the possessive grip of his hands, the sensation of his tongue coaxing her nipples to fill his mouth with their nectar, it was all too much for Harriet.
Her body was sore and sensitive…..she and Severus both knew that.
However, neither of them expected his delicate attentions to drive her into-
"AAAAAGGGHH!...SSSSEEEVVV!...AAAAAGGGHHH!"
Harriet threatened to rip clumps of his black hair out by the root as she convulsed while pleasure coursed through her.
Severus stopped instantly when he heard her cry out.
He pulled back and enjoyed a marvelous view of the look on his mate's face while her ecstacy washed over her.
Against his legs, he felt his darling's toes curl before the height of her orgasm ebbed away.
Harriet groaned quietly as she let out a breath and opened her eyes once the lovely sensation finally ended.
Her emeralds shone brightly under her disheveled hair as she looked up at her husband from where she lay in a pleasured heap.
Severus couldn't hide the proud smirk that crossed his lips in celebration of his accidental triumph.
"S-Sev………" Harriet whispered in a sigh heavy with satisfaction.
Severus leaned forward and kissed her lips sweetly as he kneaded her breasts in his hands, an action that pulled gentle whimpers from Harriet's throat.
"I'm still full….." Harriet gasped as Severus squeezed her breasts in his hands and laid his forehead against hers.
"I'll take as much as you wish to give, my love~." Severus whispered in his low purr of a voice, "...As much…..as you wish…...to give."
Severus held his omega's gaze in his smoldering, black stare for a moment before he bent his head again.
Harriet's core throbbed in eager anticipation as she felt the warmth of her alpha's breath chase the chill of the room away.
She didn't understand why she'd heard other couples complain that children had ruined their bond.
She and Seveus couldn't even mate again yet, but somehow, their intimacy had never felt stronger.
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After the Snape family spent a peaceful morning together, by noon, all four members of the household arrived at the Ministry, prepared for what was to come.
Severus wore his usual, black robes that trailed close to his shoes as he strode forward confidently.
He clutched Harriet's hand as he cradled Maggie's carrier in his other arm.
Disencan walked beside the Snapes, not behind them, like other house elves may have, but beside them, ready to fight with Harriet and Severus for his new home.
As the four boarded a lift and began their journey to the part of the Ministry where the courtrooms were housed, Harriet glanced over at Severus.
They looked down at little Maggie, over at Disencan, then back up at each other.
Silently, they gathered their courage.
Harriet and Severus were survivalists.
They had made it through war, through fear, through grief, through pain………..
A little self-defence trial surely wouldn't stand in the Snapes' way.