I'm playing up Harry's catness more. Also, I might have carpel tunnel so I'm going to a wrist specialist to have me wrists looked at and I might not be able to update for days, weeks, or months depending on what they say.

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LOVE NICKLEBACK!!! "Photograph" makes me cry every time. Apparently the fact I cry, don't mind shopping, am shy, sensitive, like to cuddle, like to read romance novels, write romance novels, watch sappy movies, can hold my own in a fight, charming, suave, smooth, dangerous, a rebel, hot, sexy, have a sense of humor, and cute, makes me the perfect guy.


"Have you shown him your castle or manor yet?" Septus asked and tossed the toy mouse again, smirking as Harry chased after it. "I mean, you can't really raise twins here comfortably. Especially when you are teaching and he is in class. At least at the manor or castle, the house elves could watch over them until both your classes got over," he said, posing a good point.

"I was planning on taking him after our wedding, I believe I asked for the France estate for the honeymoon," Severus stated and watched Harry play with the toy mouse before looking back over at his brother when Septus snorted.

Smothering his laughter, Septus took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I'm sorry, but it's just so funny that you would end up with a cat as a Soul Mate, fate can be full of quirks."

Finally Harry grew tired and crawled up into Severus' lap where he curled into a ball and promptly fell asleep. Severus began to absently stroke Harry like you would a cat as he spoke to Septus.

"I think it's time for me to go and for you too get some sleep, you're getting married in a few days oh dear brother of mine," Septus said and stood. "Take fluffy into your room and tuck him in, then you can show my, apparently, inept self out."

Severus stood, Harry in his arms and entered their bedroom. He tucked his Soul Mate into bed and once again returned to his brother. "Going to once again randomly intrude upon my dwelling tomorrow?" He asked as they walked to the door.

"It wouldn't be random if I did now would it?" Septus smirked.

"Unless of course you show up at a random time tomorrow," Severus retorted and hugged his brother good-bye.

Before his brother could close the door, Septus stopped it with his hand. "Why did you let him keep them?" He asked and knew that Severus understood what he meant when he said 'them'.

"Love Septus, love is why. He wanted them and I won't let anyone get in his way of having them, they're my sons as much as his," Severus said, his eyes holding nothing but truth.

"Well, I hope I'm as lucky as you Severus," Septus nodded and let Severus close the door.

xXx

(A/N: I judge by what he's wearing just how many heads I'm tearing off of assholes coming on to him, each night seems like it's getting worse. And I wish he would take the night off so I don't have to fight off ever asshole coming on to him it happens every night he works. Nickleback lyrics slightly revised to fit my possessive quality when it comes to what's mine.)

"Don't wanna wake up," Harry groaned when Severus gently shook him awake in the morning. He pulled the comforter over his head and curled into a ball.

"You have classes today, and you have already missed enough," Severus said and, with practiced ease, flung the comforter from the raven-haired teen's naked body. "Up."

Harry, reluctantly, rolled out of bed and padded into the shower. In the shower he felt a hot body slide in behind him and a rather hard length pressed against the small of his back.

"Guess who," Severus growled huskily and slid a hand over Harry's eyes. He groaned as Harry pressed back, his prick sliding in between those delicious globes of his Soul Mate's ass.

"Hmm, serial shower rapist come to have his wicked way with me?" Harry purred and tuned in Severus' arms when the hand was removed. "Oh, you're not Septus," he fake pouted and earned a sharp pinch on the ass.

"I might just have to kill my brother now," Severus growled possessively and pressed his hard arousal against his Soul Mate's. "Mine," his voice was thick as he spoke.

After being thoroughly prepared, Harry was taken as if Severus was restating his claim, trying imbed his scent, his mark, his being on the cat boy.

xXx

Classes went rather uneventful for Harry, even potions was rather uneventful, but dinner was completely another story. He had been walking over to sit with his friends when someone had grabbed his ass.

Within moments Severus was behind the perpetrator who still had a handful of Harry's ass. "Is that your hand on my lover?" He growled dangerously and grabbed a handful of the front of the student's robes, hauling them off their seat and eye-to-eye with him. "You do realize that the killing curse is like riding a bike? Once you learn, you never forget," he hissed, pressing his wand painfully against the student's neck, leaving a mark.

Everyone was stunned, no one thought that anyone would be stupid enough to fondle Harry, especially since he was pregnant and with Severus. Also, they never thought Severus would draw a wand on a student in front of everyone and threaten the killing curse. No one other than Harry and a few of the teachers had seen the Potions Master's cold mask shattered so fully before.

Severus through the student to the ground and pressed the heel of his boot into their chest. "As Harry's Soul Mate, it's completely legal for me to be possessive over him and do whatever in my power to express those feelings, even kill, remember that next time you want to grope something that is mine," he growled dangerously and roughly twisted his heel, digging it painfully into the students sternum before walking over to Harry and placing a claiming kiss on him. Leaving his Soul Mate breathless, he walked to the staff table, making several students swoon at his possessive behavior.

"Sit down, before you fall down," Draco hissed and tugged Harry into a seat when he noticed the pregnant cat boy swaying slightly. "Godfather or not, that was hot," he said and was pinched by both his boyfriends. "What? You have to admit the whole possessive thing was bloody well hot."

Almost every girl within earshot and a few blokes agreed with the blonde, it was bloody well hot. Now no one knew why they had thought that Severus was a nasty greasy unattractive git. Now that this side of Severus had been shown, he was suddenly the unattainable treasure and the potion Professor noticed with a rather grim sigh.

"Looks like you have a few admirers," McGonagall said with a rather un-McGonagall-like giggle.

"I noticed," Severus, growled when he saw several starry-eyed fourth and fifth years look at him. "Thank Merlin I'm getting married tomorrow," he sighed in relief and let his head fall into his hands.

xXx

Severus was sprawled across the couch with Harry curled on his lap, reading a thick novel, when Septus walked in. "Decided to for-go knocking?" He asked, not looking up from his book.

"Did you for-go to mention I was going to mobbed by hormonal teenage girls as soon as I walked into the school?" Septus retorted with a smirk. "Some reason why the entire female population wants to jump your bones?" He asked and made himself comfortable on the back of the couch, laying across his brother's legs upside down.

"Someone grabbed my ass and went hot possessive," Harry grinned and kneaded Severus' stomach softly. "He threatened to kill them."

"Wow, that is pretty possessive. And I suppose he staked his claim on you afterwards?" Septus asked and Harry's blush was enough to answer his question. "So, you're getting married tomorrow, how do you feel and what am I going to wear?"


::Sniff:: This is song always makes me cry, damnit! It makes me wonder if I will ever have any memories to look back on when I move away and leave what little of a childhood I have behind.

I mean, I'm not always going to have Kevin around or Lloyd or Sam or Amanda or Kylie or Dante or Jason or my brothers or anyone like that. It makes me wonder if we'll stay friends when we go our separate ways or if we meet again will even remember each other. Depressing really, I'm so pathetic sometimes it makes me sick.

I'm going to go read some fluff to make myself feel better.