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From: HPSSFan ()
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Er, what are you, a peadophile?

A 15 year old boy and a 30-something year old man? You're a sicko.

Your story is just smut, at least make the characters old enough to
have sex for goodness sake.

What you're writing about is rape in the eyes of the law, you should
feel very ashamed of yourself!

WHY THE HELL DO PEOPLE KEEP CALLING ME A PEDOPHILE!!! What the fucking hell is wrong with you? I AM BLOODY FUCKING 15! STOP! CALLING! ME! A! PEDOPHILE!!! Okay, done screaming about that, now to chewing you out and having fun. Yes, I am a sicko, not a pedophile, sicko, diffrence. YOU FUCKING SSSHOLE I AM NOT A PEDOPHILE!!! It is not just smut you ignorant bastard, there is a soft, gooy, mushy, fuffy side to it, if you cannot tell that this is actually stuffed full of fluff and romance, not my fucking problem. I'm not one to follow the "law" asshole, I've written rape, actual rape, in my RobinxSlade fic and if you can't tell the diffterence between rape, which is forced sexual contact, and completely consensual love-making(see love-making, not rape), once again not my fucking problem. I have no shame, so it would be impossible for me to be ashamed of myself, even if I did have shame, I would have no reason to be ashamed since all I have done is prove that age holds no bounds over love.


"Poppy says everything is going along wonderfully," Harry said happily and hugged a still soar Severus. "What's wrong?" He asked when he felt Severus tense up.

Knowing there was no way around this Severus sighed. "There was an explosion in my lab," he said and held up a hand stopping anything the teen was going to say. "I'm fine, Septus already made sure of that."

Not believing him, Harry crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot impatiently.

Sighing, Severus stripped his shirt and robes off and turned around. Only a few of the scars were still pink, the rest had turned white already, completely healed.

"Fine, nothing I say will make you stop experimenting with potions," Harry sighed as Severus put his clothes back on. "I have pictures!" He said excitedly, a complete mood change. Happily, he pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Severus.

Opening it, all the blood drained from Severus face. The first picture was of him in his fifth year, that was the year Lily had somehow convinced him to be a French maid for Halloween. In the picture he was he was wearing the itty bitty outfit including the hat and stiletto heels, he was glaring, arms crossed across his chest, a fluffy white feather duster in one hand.

"I see you gave him the picture," Lily laughed after she stepped through the fireplace and saw Severus' face. "Keep looking, there's more," she giggled and looked at Severus eagerly.

Hesitantly, Severus looked at the other picture and winced. He was still in the French maid outfit, but this time he was looking at the camera upside down from between his legs, showing off his frilly white panties. "How did you ever convince me to wear that?" He asked, wondering what had happened to his dignity.

"Dark chocolate," Lily smirked and gestured for him to look at the next picture.

"Ah," Severus said, that explained it; he really needed to stop doing things like that for chocolate. In the next picture he was still in the maid's outfit but this time he had lifted up the front and was flashing James, Sirius, and Remus all of them were staring wide eyed at his rather large package, that picture made him laugh.

"I just found them," Lily smiled after she saw what picture Severus was looking at. "Look at the last picture."

It was a picture of him smirking; sitting on top of a cage with James inside, a sign that said, "See the talking monkey, one galleon" was hanging next to him. "I think this makes up for making me dress like a French maid," Severus laughed and handed the pictures to Lily.

"I knew you would like that one. How is Septus doing anyway?" She asked, she hadn't seen the blue-eyed man in quite sometime. "Last I heard is that he actually settled down. So who is the lucky nymphomaniac?"

"Lucius," Severus said and withheld a snicker when Lily's jaw dropped. "How could you not have seen it coming?"

"I don't make it a habit to look into the lives of ex-Sluts," Lily snapped, embarrassed that she hadn't seen it coming, not that she could really have seen it since Septus hadn't gone to Hogwarts, he had gone to somewhere in France. Now Severus had gloating rights and she didn't.

Severus just rolled his eyes at the red haired woman and glanced hungrily over at Harry. The cat boy had moved to the couch where he was watching his husband and his Mother converse.

Lily noticed how Severus was looking at Harry and decided that it was time for her to leave. "Well, I think it's time for me to leave," she said and flooed back to her house, she needed to make sure James and Sirius hadn't blown anything up while she was gone anyway.

Severus racked his gaze over Harry again and slid onto the couch next to the teen. He kissed Harry and got little response. When he tried again, Harry pushed him away, making him inwardly cry, Harry hadn't had sex with him for nearly two weeks.

"Not tonight, I'm too tired," Harry said and gave Severus a chaste kiss before getting off the couch, his hand accidentally brushing against Severus' crotch as he did so, making the man strangle a whimper.

xXx

"So, I was right," Septus laughed as soon as he walked, rather leapt in to escape the love-struck girls, into Severus' quarters. "You haven't been laid in a long time," he smirked as he plopped down on the couch next to a very frustrated Severus.

Severus, in his sexually frustrated state, currently had no qualms with killing his brother, so he reached over and grabbed the blue-eyed man's neck tightly. He glared at his brother as began to squeeze, harder and harder until Septus knew he wasn't joking.

"Severus, tell Septus to go home," Harry said, the slight blush on his face told Severus that the reason why Septus needed to go home was because, hopefully, the cat boy's sex drive had returned.

Severus, still holding Septus by the neck, dragged his brother out of his quarters and slammed the door shut. He tossed up numerous locking spells before he looked at Harry who was blushing rather deeply. Slowly, his gaze wandered down the pregnant teen's body and he saw a tent over Harry's crotch, just the tip poking out from under the large pregnant belly, but it was enough for Severus to almost shout out with joy.

xXx

Hours later as Severus lay in bed with Harry lying across his chest, he smiled. Even though he had gone a very long time without having sex, it had been worth it when they finally had.

He looked down at his pregnant husband and his smile grew. He was married to the person he loved, he had two sons on the way, he was no longer being controlled, and he was finally reunited with his brother, life couldn't get much better right now.

"What're you thinking about?" Harry asked sleepily, noticing his husbands smile.

"How my life couldn't get anymore prefect," Severus said and kissed Harry softly. When he felt the teen's cock being to stir to life once more, he smirked before adding, "or perhaps it can," then rolling them over so he was on top of Harry, careful to keep his weight off his unborn children.

xXx(A/N: Don't hurt me because I didn't write a lemon, I'm sick.)

Severus walked into the living room in the morning to find Septus reading the Daily Prophet, which was hovering in front of him, eating toast, and holding a cup of coffee.

Just as Septus was about to take a bite of toast, Severus took it along with the cup of coffee, watching as his brother comically bit into air. He took a bite of the toast and cringed. "Marmalade, disgusting," this was said as he put the toast back into his brother's hand and took a swig of the just perfect coffee.

"Someone's in a good mood today," Septus said and finished off the toast. "Got laid last night?" He asked as he read the headline. "Interesting 'Harry Potter, pregnant cat?'."

Severus snatched up the paper and began reading the article; half way through he burst into a fit of laughter. "It took them this long to figure out that he was pregnant and half feline and married to me? They are slipping," he laughed and tossed the paper back at his brother. "Why are you here anyway?"

"Lucius had some business conference to attend to this morning and it's boring in the mansion without him," Septus sighed, even though they had only been apart for an hour, he already missed the blonde. "So, how's catnip doing?" He asked honestly, while he made fun of Harry, he was concerned about the cat boy's well being.

"Aside from mood swings, morning sickness, aversion to food he used to like, and the strangest cravings, he's doing splendid. The twins are due in September," Severus smiled and took a content sip of his coffee. "I never thought I would say this, but I cannot wait until September."


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