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SilverYaoiHellion: I'm glad you like the what I call the "mpreg reversal". As much as I like mpreg stories i'm tired of seeing Harry getting pregnant just because he's the young one in the relationship. I decided to switch it up.

Windlg: Severus whereabouts will be answered in this chapter. :D

SeulWolfe: Yes we definitely know Harry and Severus are meant to be. Snarry forever!

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Chapter 3: This Can't Be Happening

All three looked at Brian shell shocked. Then back at Harry who was still lying on the floor. Then back at Brian. Dumbledore was the first to recover.

"Um...Brian?"

"Yes?"

"Severus Snape.."

"Yes?"

"Gave birth to you."

"Yep."

Dumbledore nodded and remained silent. McGonagall levitated Harry to the bed beside Brian. They heard a snort, then snickering, next they know they are hearing full blown hysterical laughter. They turn around to see Madam Pomfrey holding her stomach laughing like a manic.

"Who..who..who would have every thought in a million years..that that.." her laughter took over her voice once again.

Hearing the laughter Harry woke up and looked around. He looked dazed and confused until he finally remember what he heard. He exclaimed and jumped out of the bed.

"How..when..S..Snape?! When the fuck did that happen?!" This can't be happening. This just cannot be happening.

"Language Mr. Potter!" McGonagall scolded.

"To hell with language! You'll shit bricks to if you were in my position!" Harry screamed.

That shut McGonagall up.

"Harry.." Dumbledore started.

"No! This doesn't suppose to happen! I suppose to marry Ginny and become an Auror. Have kids with her not with Snape!"

"Ginny?! Ginny Weasley?! That's who you were dating?" Brian asked.

"Am dating." Harry corrected.

"Papa was right. You were clueless back then. Even all of Hogwarts knew. Well according to Papa."

"What are you talking about?"

"Dad Ginny isn't who you think she was..is..whatever."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Well she...well...okay dad you know like a muggle car?"

"Yeah."

"Well let's just say she's been driven around the block a few times."

There were a couple of snorts and snickers heard around the room. Harry had a blank expression on his face.

"What? I don't understand."

Brian sighed. "Okay let's try this again. Next example. She likes to ride the guys' "broom handles". Get it."

"Well she is a Qudditch player."

The group groaned as Brian slapped his forehead. Now I know why Papa always prayed that Iris and I doesn't get Daddy's brains.

Getting tired of playing around the subject Brian walked up to his dad and grabbed his shoulders.

"Okay Dad, I'm going to tell it to you straight (no pun intended). GINNY IS SLEEPING AROUND. SHE IS CHEATING ON YOU. SHE SPREADS HER LEGS MORE THAN A HIPPOGRIFF SPREADS THEIR WINGS. SHE MAKES HOOKERS LOOK LIKE VIRGINS! GET IT NOW!"

Everyone's jaw dropped. Harry gaped. Well I think the stone finally sunk. Brian thought.

"I...I...I need to sit down." And like a zombie he sat down on the bed.

"Sorry to break it to you Dad but you needed to know the girl you call your treasure is nothing but trash. Plus you have a crush on Papa anyways."

Harry gasped. " I don't not!"

"Yes you do. You told me that you had the hots for Papa since your 5th year."

"I..I..okay I had a small crush on him but that was over and done with. He's a git. Always have been always will be."

"Well obviously he stops being a git because you do marry him."

"Well he has a point." Dumbledore said.

"So Grandfather where is Papa?"

"Grandfather!?"

He turned to his dad. "Yeah you made him and Professor McGonagall my grandparents."

"Ah. I knew you guys had a thing going on."

"Ah..well Harry.." Dumbledore started.

"Uh Dad, Grandfather's gay."

"WHAT!"

Harry looked at the blushing Dumbledore.

"Ah ha!" Pomfrey said. "Pay up Minerva!" McGonagall took out a few gallons from her robes and put it in Pomfrey's waiting hands.

Dumbledore looked at his colleagues with shock and surprise.

"You betted on this?"

"Well..." McGonagall started.

"Anyways they're not together. Though it was funny when Papa found out about Grandfather."

"And how was that?"

Brian blushed. "He found you in a...compromising position."

No one made a sound though Dumbledore's face was as red as the Weasley's hair.

"That's was waaaay too much information." Harry said.

"Haha. Now where's Papa?"

"He's down in his rooms. He's making a complex potion and decided to eat dinner there."

"Well I want see him."

"I don't know about that Brian."

"Please Dad? I want to see him."

Harry sighed. "Fine but if I get detention til graduation then you're grounded."

"Yeah yeah yeah c'mon!" Brian said grabbing Harry's hand and headed down to the dungeons. Before he knew it Harry was in front of a painting of Salazar Slytherin.

Hello sir. Brian spoke in Paseltongue.

Salazar stared at the boy.

Another one? Who are you?

I'm Brian. I'm the son of Harry Potter and Severus Snape.

There was a thud from the painting as Harry saw Salazar Slytherin wither down his painting after fall face first into it.

"He's down for the count." Brian said.

Harry knocked on the door. This is going to be sweet!

The door swung open revealing an irate Potions professor.

"Potter!" he sneered. "What the occasion that you have decided to grace me with your presence?"

"Our son." Harry said looking smug.

Snape looked down at the child in front of him. There was no mistaken that he was a mix between Potter and himself.

"Hi Papa."

Harry watched several emotions run through Snape's face. Then without disappointing, Snape's face went pale (more pale than usual) and hit the floor with a thud.

"Well..at least you didn't tell him he gave birth to me. He probably would have skip fainting and just died on the spot."

Harry nodded as he levitated Snape inside his rooms.