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Chapter 32 Godric And Salazar's Secrets
Severus Snape, Professor of Potions at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, best friend and sometimes lover of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, Godfather to Draco Malfoy, Apparated from his home on Spinner's End to the long lane of fine, beautiful white sand that Lucius had imported at great expense from the numerous beaches and islands of the Caribbean.
He strode along the path and up to the door, using his wand to ring the magical bell that would alert the Manor's owners of his expected arrival before tucking it away into his robes again and waiting patiently on the doorstep to be acknowledged.
Soon, the door was opened by a house-elf from within, and he found Narcissa waiting for him with outstretched hands.
"Severus Dearest," she said with a brilliant smile in greeting. "Do come inside. Lucius is in the lounge."
"And the children?" he inquired as he placed his hands within hers while stepping across the threshold, accepting her brief kiss upon his lips.
"Viktor and Ron have gone to the Weasley home. They should return later tonight if all goes well. Draco and Harry are in the library. Wait 'till you hear the news! Oh, but of course they will want to tell you themselves. Best not to ruin the surprise, yes? It is so exciting!"
"Of course," Snape replied, a little taken aback by her bounciness.
"But you can see them a bit later. Lucius and I have been waiting all morning," she complained teasingly as they walked arm in arm to the lounge, leading him inside with a radiant smile.
"I'm sure," he replied seriously. "I apologize that I could not be here for the Bonding. It was beautiful, I trust?"
"Mmm.." Lucius Malfoy hummed in answer as he rose up to stand from his favorite gold leather armchair by the currently empty fireplace to greet him. "It was very beautiful, and very intimate. We've made a combined memory of it for you to view later."
Lucius took Severus's hands in his, drawing him close against him and kissing him with a very thorough, non verbal 'Hello'. Narcissa smiled at them both fondly, calling in a house-elf once they pulled apart reluctantly, sending the creature to the kitchens to make them all their favorite drinks of freshly squeezed lemonade.
Lucius sat back down in his large chair, pulling his wife and the Potions Master down onto his lap, holding them both close in his affectionate embrace.
Harry looked up from the book that he was reading to look at Draco where he sat with his chin propped in one elegant hand, just watching the adorable Gryffindor as he read, smiling at him when he looked up at him. Harry smiled back shyly, a faint pink flush coloring his cheeks as he closed the book and stood up, leaving it on the surface of the tabletop as he walked around it to settle himself on Draco's lap in a compact ball, curling into his husband's body and laying his head on his shoulder.
The Slytherin hummed happily, enfolding his Mate in his arms protectively, placing one pale hand on the dark-haired man's lower abdomen lightly, closing his gorgeous gray eyes and leaning his forehead against Harry's temple contentedly.
"Did you know about Gryffindor and Slytherin?" Harry asked quietly, causing the blonde to open his eyes again and look at him in confusion.
"Everyone knows about Gryffindor and Slytherin, Harry love. They're two of the four Founders of Hogwarts."
"Yes, but.. That's not what I meant. I know that, of course I do. But did you know that they became lovers in their later years?"
"What? Who told you that?"
"The book," Harry answered, pointing at it across the table. "It was my Christmas gift from Fred and George. Written by Godric Gryffindor. It's Companion-Book, the one written by Slytherin, is in our bedroom. They said they found them hidden within the building that they purchased to start their joke shop. Apparently Slytherin never left Hogwarts. It was all a cleverly developed ruse to conceal their relationship when Salazar became pregnant with their first child. One of many. Fred and George didn't let anyone touch the books but themselves before they sent them to me, but they did have it confirmed that it was the Founder's penmanship by a Historian."
"How many children did they have?" Draco asked, curious now, pressing a gentle kiss to the delicate shell of Harry's ear.
"Godric's book doesn't say," Harry answered softly, smiling at the soothing touch of his lips on his skin. "It's mostly about how much he loved his Mate. How he felt the first time that they made love, how happy he was when their children were born, that sort of thing. He was the Gryffindor in the relationship, after all. I'd say that I expect Salazar's book to be the less emotional of the two, except for the fact that, oddly, he was the submissive in their relationship."
"It's really not all that odd, Harry baby. Slytherins can feel just as much as Gryffindors do, some just have a harder time showing it because of the fear of rejection. Emotional pain is so much worse then physical. That's why torturing someone's lover is so much more effective then torturing the person. Slytherins are cunning and devious, Gryffindors are intelligent and loving. That's just how it's always been, with the rare exception, apparently, like Salazar Slytherin and I."
Snape slipped into the library silently, stopping, wide-eyed and open mouthed in shocked wonder at the intimate scene that met his eyes. Draco was on his knees in front of a standing Harry with the right side of his face pressed against the Gryffindor's lower abdomen and his Malfoy Gray eyes closed. Harry's eyes were closed as well, head lowered, his hands resting atop his husband's head affectionately, fingers entwined through his long blonde hair gently. Peace was on both their faces.
Then the scene changed, shifted, but became no less beautiful for the difference as Draco turned his head and began pressing tender kisses to Harry's belly through his soft cream, button down shirt, one alabaster hand curling around his submissive's black clad, slender, right hipbone with a gentle touch that crossed the border into reverence. The other hand moved behind his back to stroke and twine through his Mate's long silky black hair, which, instead of being done up in it's usual braid, was loose and free flowing down his back in a high ponytail style that Draco had told him he liked a lot when he had put it in that morning after the Slytherin had brushed it until it was free of all tangles and shone like a raven's wings in its black brilliance.
"Draco?" Harry said, gasping softly in surprise, giggling and squirming, but not pulling away from the repeated touch of his lips. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm worshiping your belly, sweet heart. I know that she'll be small yet, very small, but I want her to know that I love her already. And that I adore her Papa and her with everything that I am and ever will be."
Harry's emerald green eyes softened with emotion, his red lips curving into a gentle smile as he spoke quietly with reassurance. "She's a part of me, love. And a part of you. A part of us. She knows that she's wanted and fiercely anticipated. She knows, my darling."
Snape stepped further into the room, his mouth shifting into an amused smile when the two finally noticed the other male's presence, the blonde moving to rise quickly. "No, Draco, please," Snape said, motioning for his Godson not to move from his place at his mate's side as he sat down on the edge of the table used for studying. "Don't let my presence disturb you. It's very refreshing for a man of my years to see something so beautiful."
"What do you mean?" Draco inquired, slinging an arm around Harry's waist from his position on the floor and pulling him close, laying the side of his head against his lover's hipbone as he looked up at his Godfather. "You're only in your thirties, if that."
"Yes, but my life has not been the easiest, so that makes it seem like much longer. But enough about me. I'm hardly interesting. Now, what's this about a baby I hear? I couldn't help but listen to you both speaking of it just now."
Harry blushed, but he smiled, curling the fingers of his right hand over Draco's right shoulder, his arm resting along the back of his husband's neck lightly. "We're having a baby," Harry answered softly, but proudly, his other hand moving up to his stomach, his palm pressing against his still flat belly gently. "I know that its a little early.. Okay, maybe a lot early, but I want her. We want her. We love her, already."
Draco nodded and grinned, pleased with the Gryffindor's words as he spoke now. "Yes, I love her, too. She's going to be gorgeous."
"I'm sure she will be," Snape agreed with a slight smile. "With you two such fine men as parents, it would be impossible for her not to be."