Fire Of Defeat
Chapter 10
Harry got up and ran to the bathroom, puking the contents in his stomach up. He could tell something was wrong with his body. Something was off or not right at all. He had been meaning to bring it up with Severus but he had kept forgetting. He could no longer eat anything apart from dried stuff. Sausages put him off he cried when he did not get the spells right! There was defiantly something wrong with him. He had never acted like this his whole life! It cannot be happening.
"Again?" said Severus. Frowning he wondered what could be wrong with him. He had been like this for a week now, and nothing seemed to be wrong with him. With a sigh, he asked Harry too.
"Harry come here please," he said demandingly.
"Yes, sir?" asked Harry wide eyed right next to Severus.
"Tell me how you feel and even if it sound's stupid," said Severus.
"Well, I'm puking obviously! My stomach is bloating and I feel like my insides are flaming!" said Harry. "And there is something of about me too, something inside. I don't know what but something's off or like something moved and I'm crying over the littlest thing," said Harry trying to explain.
"Your stomach is bloating?" said Severus almost in horror. Stomachs only bloat when the person is pregnant.
"Yes! Look" said Harry lifting his top up to let Severus see. And it was true; Harry had a bump on his stomach.
"Oh god Harry your pregnant," said Severus in awe. It was not heard of people getting pregnant. Not since the time of Merlin, when there was powerful wizards around.
"Very funny Severus, I may not have went to sex education but I know men can't get pregnant," said Harry as if the whole thing was a joke.
"I'm serious Harry, you're pregnant. And there is something else I have not told you. We are soul mates, I realised just now how, I mean when I touched you and had sex with you the spells Dumbledore had on me were broken and now your pregnant. And there has not been a soul mate found there other half since the time of the founders" said Severus. He had been sitting thinking then it had hit him like the speed of lightening. It was so obvious and felt like hitting himself.
"Well Get rid of it" said Harry. He had seen the horror on Severus face, and thought the man did not want a child.
"WHAT?" yelled Severus. "How can you say that about a child that's growing in your stomach?" he said. Realising he would hit Harry if he did not leave he slammed his way out of the room, locking Harry in before apparating away. Hitting and cursing trees in a forest only when he felt the anger had drained from him did he go back.
Harry realising what he had done and how selfish he had been. Thought 'I guess I do deserve everything Dumbledore did to me I am no better than he is, I wanted to kill my own baby'.
Crawling over to the corner he curled up in a ball, tears made there way down his face. The thought of Severus not wanting him or that he might never come back hurt him the most. He was scared and alone, and he hated being those two things more than anything. He had no idea how to look after a child! He was only seventeen and plus he was scared of the pain. He remembered the pain he had seen a woman in giving birth to a child on TV unless wizards have unique ways it was going to hurt.
Severus did not go back to his room, he was sure Harry could look after himself. Sleeping on the couch that night, he still could not get over the fact that Harry had wanted to get rid of his child. With a sigh, he walked up the stairs wanting to hear what the boy had to say for himself.
When he opened the room, the sight that greeted him was not what he expected. He seriously thought Harry would be in bed sulking. Instead, he found a quivering lump in the corner of the room. He had woken up to the thumping of Severus feet.
"Harry?" asked Severus patiently.
"Harry?" he repeated.
"Get up right now" said Severus loosing his patience.
Harry was up before Severus knew it, his chin tucked under his chest. His eyes were down on the carpet. He knew he deserved punished for what he did but it still hurt him to realise Severus was disappointed in him.
"Do you know what you said and did was wrong?" asked Severus softly.
"Yes. I'm sorry please forgive me; you looked horrified at the thought! I can't go on without you, I need you in my life, to help me and guide me please don't leave me I'm sorry I just cant loose you," said Harry, tears renewed dripping from his face.
"You said that just because you thought I did not want a child?" asked Severus. His heart filled with hope that Harry wanted a child, and his heart soared when Harry said he could not live without him.
"Yes"-said Harry bowing his head.
"Come here," said Severus sounding exasperated. Harry was right into his arms, his face in Severus' robes smelling the natural smells of the man. He fell limp in the man's arms he was so tired.
"Did you sleep at all?" asked Severus.
"No. scared. So tired" yawned Harry.
"Sleep then" said Severus.
"Stay with me please" said Harry pleadingly. Not wanting Severus to leave him not even for a minute.
"Fine, sleep love" said Severus. Argument forgotten, Harry snuggled down in the bed feeling the body of his lover over him. If he even moved Severus would feel it, he fell asleep with the welcoming weight of his body, protecting him like a security rug.
Severus lay there listening as his lovers breath evened out. He could hardly believe they had ended up having an argument specially one as silly as they just had. However, in a way, it was not a stupid argument. For he had just been told that Harry would be with him even if it meant giving up his child so that he could live with him.
Rubbing Harry's stomach soothingly, he nearly jumped when he felt something kick his hand. Then he realised it was his child! His child moved kicked what ever didn't matter. He found himself happier than he had ever been he did not even realise it when he fell asleep, his face resting on Harry's shoulder. However, when Harry moved Severus ended up snuggled up in the crook of Harry's neck.
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Time flew by, when Harry did not turn up to be initiated. Voldemort was pissed off; he needed more followers he did not want to die. If he had enough marks, he could suck the power and strength from them all to stay alive. Harry had to heal and help him when he came back every time. It was times like those that Severus was grateful, very grateful that Harry was there. He knew what potions to give him, and salves. He remembered the first time Harry had used a salve on him and he smirked. He had never been more content than he had right then.
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Flash Back
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"SEVERUS!" yelled Harry. Waddling to him, he had not half-put weight on. His stomach had started to swell and he had gotten over his morning sickness period. So now, he had started craving different things. He had started licking the dirt from the Astrophodel after taking it from the ground. (My sister ate potato dirt! Eew I know I just decided on the first thing I could think of that comes out of dirt).
"Harry," croaked Severus.
"What Happened?" asked Severus taking the hair from Severus face.
"I could not let you go! Got mad," said Severus, it was all he could get out his aching throat. He hurt all over and just wanted to fall into consciousness.
"Oh Severus, come on then just stay still I will make you feel better, trust me" said Harry sadly. As he levitated his lover into the air and into his room, removing his blooded robes.
"I know you will love," said Severus shakily.
Harry then gave him the potions he knew Severus needed. Before giving him, some juice to get the taste out his mouth. Plus he knew potions leave your mouth very dry. Grabbing a tub of salve, he rolled him over onto his stomach. Taking a scoop of the goo, he rubbed it in his hand to warm it up. He knew it would take the pain from him and relax his muscles.
Starting on his shoulders he made his way down, making sure, the muscles untended from under his touch. Loving the way Severus responded to him massaging his body, groaning and sighing in content. Severus was asleep by the time Harry got down to the bottom of his back. Doing Severus legs, he covered him with a thick cover. Before using another cover for himself and snuggling down beside him, kissing him softly. He fell asleep a few hours later.
Severus woke up the next day feeling as if he had been given too much pepper up potions. He felt better than he had in ages, the anti Cruciatus curse did not work like Harry's hands seemed to have worked. He felt as thought Harry must have used magic. When he was massaging his shoulders, there was no other way it could have been like that.
Getting up he felt years younger, he never had anyone help him before. Dumbledore always gave him potions, and then sent him off. The potions could only help to a certain extent, but for the first time in his life. Someone had healed him properly and he was thankful for it. With a smile, he went for a bath, relaxing, not that he was not relaxed or anything. He made breakfast for both him and Harry. Letting Harry sleep in for a while longer, after all if he knew Harry. He knew that Harry would not have stopped healing him just because he fell asleep.
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There we go What did you think? R&R and goodbye!