Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
AN: My niece gave me this one - Teddy.
Harry wedged the fuzzy teddy bear into the corner of the crib, looking down at the tiny infant within. The child sprawled in the center was worth every moment of tiredness Harry was now feeling.
He and his husband had tried many times for children and with each failure Harry had grown more depressed. His mind shied away from the failures, those tiny deformed creatures settled on the bottom of the cauldron with no semblance of life within them.
It was only just last month that his husband had found the correct order and ingredients to create a child that was of their blood. Harry had had more hair plucked from his head and more blood drawn from his veins but it had been well worth it.
Harry jumped as arms wound around his middle, inhaling the scent of potions, sandalwood, and just a hint of baby powder that now always clung to them both, he lent back with a content sigh - both turning their eyes to the bundle in the crib.
He was adorable with black hair that, though still little more than fuzz, showed the makings of taking after is Daddy and being very fine ... it might even manage to lay flat when he was older. He had Harry's nose and mouth but the cheekbones were all his husband's. His eyes though were his most distinguishing feature, the right being a bright emerald green and the left was so dark you couldn't tell where the pupil began unless you were very close.
To them he most perfect little boy in the whole world - their son, Octavius Severus Potter-Snape.
Fin
I've seen the stories where men can become pregnant and I'll even admit to liking some of them but I wanted something a bit different. Think of them as test tube babies except their cauldron babies. They're something that's never been created before so Severus is the first (as stated by the trial and error - think of them as 'miscarriages') and the potion needs hair and blood from both as the baby is a perfect blend of the mothers/fathers/parents.