Fic: The Accidental Incident

Title: The Accidental Incident

Author: unbroken_halo

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and company are copyright of JK Rowling and subsidiaries. I made no money playing in her beautiful world.

Summary: Harry Potter helps put the Wizarding World back together after the war the best way he knows how. He never dreamed it would be with procreation however.

Warnings: Mpreg. Snark

Author’s notes: Written for spazlady2002 who requested a Snarry accidental Mpreg involving Dragons and the cooperation of our favourite Potions Master and Boy Wonder. I tried to keep it as canon as possible. I hope you enjoy it.



The Accidental Incident

“Potter!”

The person in question, Harry Potter, turned towards the voice that bellowed from several metres away.

Severus Snape stood with an innumerable amount of phials on a tray floating next to him. He looked thoroughly disgusted with the scene before him, so sighing Harry flew slowly over to the man in black.

“Can I help you, sir?” Be polite, be nice, the job is almost over and you can go back to the manor. Harry thought as he counted to ten then twenty trying to calm down.

Headmistress McGonagall had sent them out here, to Romania of all places, because the entire stores for the school Infirmary and student potions store had been contaminated during the war. Everyone that had survived the horrid Purification War, as the Prophet had taken to calling it, was working like mad to rebuild and get the school open once again.

Snape had insisted on leaving the Potions ingredients stores to nearly last on the list of things to do. He had also insisted on the freshest ingredients and on collecting them himself. Since Harry had just happen to show up to check on the rebuilding, he had promptly been recruited to accompany the Potions Master. Both had objected to this strenuously but McGonagall’s firm stare and a few well chosen words from Dumbledore’s portrait had both men agreeing, albeit reluctantly.

“Potter!”

Snape’s voice grated in on his musings and Harry turned emerald eyes on the Potions Master.
“Snape.”

The trademark sneer curled the thin lips and exposed his yellow crooked teeth. “Take caution Mr. Potter, that you do not contaminate this last item. It is very rare to be able to collect this ingredient from a live specimen and therefore all the more potent.”

Harry stared at him. Was that a concern for his safety?

“She is only sedated for a short while and I will not have you screw this up due to your Gryffindor tendencies for theatrics. The Mother has graciously given us permission to harvest the soft scale of her baby. Do not, I repeat, Do Not upset her.”

‘Nope. Should have known better than that Potter,’ he thought. He nodded and flew back to the large Ukrainian Ironbelly.

The Mother dragon watched him with narrow slited multi-tonal eyes. Even though she had agreed to this she had asked for her and the hatchling to be sedated. The Flying Man had carefully plucked the scales from her and had now returned to cull some from her baby.

She prodded the hatchling and his tissue-like scales stood up at attention. The Flying Man hissed as if he were talking to a snake and while she understood some of the sibilant tones it bothered her that he thought they were snake like. She held herself in check as he gently pulled off some of the hatchlings scales. She brushed the baby’s head with a short forearm when he whimpered.

Suddenly Baby jerked away from The Flying Man and sneezed. A small jet of fire shot from his nose. Mother backed away instinctively and swung her tail wide.

Snape saw the lick of fire and he started forward, the tray of specimens following behind him. “Potter, look out!”

Harry looked up in time to see the Ironbelly’s tail come straight for him. He never even had the chance to fly away when the tail impacted with his body and sent him soaring through the air. The baby bellowed and shot another jet of fire breath as the Dragon Keepers ran forward casting stunning spells.

Snape pulled his wand and aimed it for Potter trying to slow the man’s flight through the air. But it wasn’t enough, Harry’s form crashed into Snape and the phials of ingredients smashed on to their downed forms. The different ingredients mixed and began to smoke and change colours as ran they over the two men.

Snape pushed Potter off of him and the man lay on the ground not moving. Severus rolled him over as Charlie Weasley came up to them. He pulled his wand to cast the cleaning spells, and Snape grabbed his arm.

“Don’t. Not yet. We don’t know how those ingredients are going to react with spells.”

“Professor, you are covered with them as well.”

“Indeed, but I am upright and Potter isn’t.”

Charlie nodded and whistled to his fellow Keepers. Two men Snape didn’t know came over and bent to pick up Potter, when he sat up suddenly. He shook his head and looked around.

“What happened?” He slurred.

Snape bent to look at Harry. He raised his wand and everyone flinched. He gave them a look with an uplifted eyebrow. “Lumos!” He grabbed Harry’s face.

Harry’s pupils contracted from the dim light and Snape let go of the young man’s face.

“I told you to be careful and now all the ingredients must be recollected. Of all the imbecilic, feckless, and …”

“Shut it Snape,” Potter said. “I am not in the mood for one of your tirades. My whole body hurts and I am covered in whatever viscera was in those bottles.”

Charlie pulled him to his feet and he stumbled. The redheaded man put out his arm to stabilize Harry.

“Think we had better get you flat there, mate.” Charlie told the younger man.

He turned to Snape. “Professor, if you don’t mind we could finish this tomorrow after everyone has had a chance to rest up abit.”

Snape sneered and nodded.

They parted company for the evening and the next morning were able to collect all of the destroyed ingredients without any further problems. Snape and Harry had a snarling row while the others shook their heads. Charlie was tempted to lock them together and let them get it over with. However, his mother would kill him if Harry didn’t walk out of that room.

The cracks of Apparition startled Charlie out of his ruminations. He had wanted to speak with Harry before he had left but it appeared to be too late. He returned his attentions to the other Dragon Handlers and the regular days work began.

Time passed as it normally does and Harry continued to help with Reconstruction. He alternately used and hid from his fame when it suited his purposes. He was tetchy at times but all in all life was good for the young saviour and he knew it couldn’t last long. His practicality was rewarded four months later when he received a cryptic note from Headmistress McGonagall.

Mr. Potter,

First off I want to say this in my official title as Headmistress of Hogwarts, Thank You for all the effort you have expended in helping with the Reconstruction. I know it hasn’t been easy on you and I admire you greatly for standing up and taking care of the business at hand. It was a responsible thing to do even though you had fulfilled the prophecy and wanted nothing more than to be left alone.

That said we have a situation here at Hogwarts that could use your attention. Once again, unfortunately, you are the only one that can handle this. Here I am asking as Minerva, someone I hope you consider a friend much like you would have considered Albus. I know I could never take his place as your mentor and advisor. However I am asking for this how presumptuous it may be.

Harry, I know you are an intelligent and honourable young man and you would have never walked out on your responsibilities. Please come to Hogwarts since the information I have to import is of a delicate matter and I would like you to hear it first hand.

Please come as soon as you can.

Minerva McGonagall

Harry briefly wondered if some other Dark Lord had risen. Yet, Minerva had made it clear this was a Hogwarts situation. He shook his head and stood to pack a bag before leaving when a second owl arrived and this one was even stranger than the first.

Potter,

Return to Hogwarts. I need you Your presence is required, immediately.

Snape

What the hell?, thought Harry. He ran up the stairs and threw a few robes into a bag. He shrunk it and headed for the Apparition point on the Manor grounds.

Harry arrived in Hogsmeade and quickly hurried down the well-worn path to Hogwarts. Almost as if she knew he was coming, the front doors to the school open to reveal Headmistress McGonagall. She smiled grimly as he made his way to up the stairs.

“I came as fast as I could.” Harry huffed as he tried to catch his breath from the fast pace he had maintained in trying to return quickly.

She nodded and pulled the young man into an embrace. Startled, Harry wrapped his arms around her as well. He was confused and started to ask if she was well but his train of thought was derailed by the sneering voice he knew all to well.

“It’s about time you arrived, Potter.” Snape snarled.

“Severus.” McGonagall scolded. She let go of Harry and turned to face Snape.

The man in blacked scowled. “I trust that you have arrived safely, Harry.” He ground out.

Harry gawked at the other man. He looked back and forth from McGonagall to Snape.

“I am well, Snape.” Harry stuttered out.

McGonagall cleared her throat. Snape rolled his eyes. “Severus.” He mumbled.

Harry blinked. “Severus. Um… right.” He turned to McGonagall but didn’t take his eyes off Snape.

“Let’s adjourn to my office where we can discuss this matter privately.” She turned and led the way to her office.

Snape waited until Harry was next to him before he turned and walked with the younger man. Harry eyed him and the pained look on his face. Then he did a double take and really examined Snape.

His normally pale features were more pronounced and there were dark circles under his eyes. His hair had gotten longer and seemed thicker even if it was still greasy. Snape was as graceful as ever but now his stride appeared more fluid like he was walking with a sway.

Suddenly Snape yawned and a long fingered hand came up to cover his mouth and Harry noticed the tremble in the large hands. He also noticed that they weren’t as yellowed as before.

Was Snape dying?, he wondered as they walked.

They stopped outside of the gargoyle and then rode the steps up to the office. Snape immediately sank into a tartan coloured armchair and leaned his head back. He swallowed and his Adam’s apple bobbed. Harry stared, he couldn’t help it, and Snape noticed.

“If you insist on gawking please shut your mouth while you do so.” Snape told him quietly.

Please? Snape said please. Can this day get any stranger?“I’m sorry Snape…” Harry started.

“Severus. I gave you permission to address me as Severus and I am hoping you don‘t mind the liberties I took earlier when I addressed you.”

Harry gawked again and then turned to McGonagall. “What’s wrong with him? Has he been cursed?”

“Oh for Merlin’s sake Potter, I was trying to be polite but if you would rather be an arse about things then…” He grabbed his middle and groaned.

“Severus!” McGonagall sent a red ball of light towards the fireplace.

Pomfrey appeared in the hearth and gasped she moved back and the flames flared green and she stepped through.

“Severus, what have I told you about that temper. Hello Harry dear, I will need your assistance in this please. Just a theory but let’s try it out shall we?”

“Poppy, no. I’ll calm down.” Severus ground out. He sat up but immediately doubled over again.

“What do I need to do, Poppy? How can I help?” Harry was frantic. Snape had been a constant in his life. A constant irritation but a constant nonetheless. He wasn’t ready to give up another someone in his life if he could help prevent it even if it was the greasy bat.

“Take his hand, Harry.”

Poppy grabbed the Potions Master’s arm and pried it away from his middle. Severus growled at her again but another pain wracked his body, cutting off the harsh sound.

Harry took the pale fist and immediately warmth filled him. He unclenched the fingers and slid his tanned hand inside of Snape’s pale one. He twined their fingers and the warmth turned to a white-hot heat. It enveloped him and glowed a bright blue halo around them.

“Ah.” The mediwitch commented. “It is as we suspected. You were right, Severus.”

She turned to Harry. “Congratulations Mr. Potter, you are going to be a father.”

Harry’s eyes rolled up in his head and he fell backwards, nearly taking Snape with him. Severus let go and allowed him fall to the floor.

“Severus!” Pomfrey and McGonagall screamed together.

He smirked at them. “Well, would you have rather had both of us in the floor? You know I am in a delicate way.”

McGonagall glared at him as Pomfrey bent to revive Harry. She slapped his face gently a few times and when that didn’t work she shook her head. She stood.

“I am afraid we are going to have to enervate him. Severus, I am surprised at you.” She turned the stern mediwitch gaze on him. He stood his ground, unflinchingly and her look didn‘t waiver.

“You know he has to be around for you to safely make it through this.” Her face softened. “We have talked about this, Severus.”

Snape glared at her. “If I didn’t know better, Poppy I would think you were trying to lay blame all on me. You could have informed him in a different way.”

McGonagall nodded. “Possibly but Severus if you had told us sooner of your suspicions then we could have prepared him. You know he was raised by those dreadful Muggles and still is not fully aware of our traditions and … the eccentricities of our world.”

Snape raised an eyebrow at her. “After living in the knowledge of our world for some ten years he should know better.”

Harry groaned and slowly sat up. He glared at Snape. “Why is it the last time I was near you I ended up unconscious as well?”

“Just your good luck I would say.” Severus snarled back at him, and then winced.

Harry snickered. “So let me get this straight; somehow you ended up pregnant even though we have had no sexual contact whatsoever and if you can’t control your temper then it causes you pain.”

He raised an eyebrow and then frowned. “How did this happen?”

“Hmm. When two people have an interest in one another…” Severus started.

“I know that much, you git. I have had the whole talk about pregnancy and such. What I meant, was how did you specifically, a male, get pregnant?” Harry snarled at him.

Poppy glared at Severus and then offered her hand to Harry. She pulled him from the floor and helped him to the chair next to Snape again. Unconsciously, Harry placed his hand on Snape’s knee and felt the warmth began to fill him again.

Snape visibly relaxed at the closeness and then tensed again. He tried to move his leg but this time Poppy cleared her throat and it froze his movement.

“What Severus is not telling you is that wizards may become pregnant when strong magic is present. The case here is that you are both powerful wizards and in combination with the accident and the samples of ingredients spilled they acted as a catalyst to produce an offspring from the two of you. I am presuming that since you, Mr. Potter, were damaged by the accident then the magic took to the uninjured party.”

She nodded at Snape then continued. “Therefore with these types of pregnancy, male pregnancy specifically, both parents need to be close proximity to each other since the child essentially draws from your magic to keep itself healthy.”

When Harry looked confused she hurried to finish explaining. “The process is risky for females just as much as males. Muggles know this as well and carefully monitor their pregnancies. Although the men cannot conceive, it is equally important to have someone around to support the pregnant party. Since magic is involved the baby needs you both and will take steps to ensure its survival. Hence Severus‘ reactions when he insults you.”

Poppy smiled at Harry. “Magical children are a blessing no matter how they are conceived. So I am beseeching you to put aside your differences for the good of the child. For it is not only the new life at stake but Severus’ as well. As you can see the slightest touch calms you both. As you grow closer the baby will back away letting nature take its course, magically enhanced of course.”

“So what you are saying is that in a few months time, Sna-Severus will be having my child and I am to stick around here until that time?” Harry summarized.

“Not your child, our child, loathe as I am to admit it.” Snape answered him.

Poppy nodded and McGonagall took up the narrative. “I have taken the liberty of setting up some new quarters for you, here in the castle.”

She looked at Severus. “I am afraid that you will no longer be in the dungeons. I don’t want you going up and down the stairs. Also as per Poppy’s orders you will not be going back to teaching.”

When he scowled at her she acquiesced some. “Well at least not the practical lab days. Harry can help you out on those days.” She put up a hand at their twin protests. “Don’t give me a reason to ban you for all of it Severus, he did well enough on his OWL’s and NEWT’s to become an aide and the subject is resolved.”

McGonagall returned to her desk and sat. She shuffled some parchment around and then looked at the two men before her. “The Potions classroom has been moved to the same corridor as the Great Hall, in fact it is almost next door to it. Yes Severus, I remembered to make sure no windows were added.”

McGonagall stopped and conjured a tea service. “Tea?” She ignored their shaking heads and continued as she prepared her own tea and poured a cup for Pomfrey. “There are quarters attached and you may enter them through the portrait in the office. So gentlemen, I wish you luck and many blessings as you usher in one of the newest future students of Hogwarts.”

She passed a book their way and written in the margin eleven years down on the list were these words.

“Potter-Snape, ??”

They looked at each other and then back at the book. There in the precise script was their names. The question marks flickered as if they were trying to decide on the first name.

Snape nodded and stood. He looked down at Harry. “Well, I have classes to prepare for and now apparently so do you, if you would follow me we can coordinate the curriculum.”

He swept from the room in the usual manner, but Harry noticed the sway of his hips was more pronounced. He grinned and turned his eyes to McGonagall. Even though it was Snape, Harry felt a bit of paternal pride that he was going to have a family. She gave him a stern look. “Do not torment him Mr. Potter,” she said in her best Head of House, Headmistress, and new boss voice. “Remember you must live with him as well.”

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The contents of Harry’s bag was belched all over in one room while Snape was in another room rearranging his own things. They came out of their rooms and bumped into each other in the short hallway to the loo.

Snape sneered and Harry bristled but sighed and lifted his hand for Snape to go first. Snape swept forward and slammed the door. Harry heard the lock snick into place and shook his head.

The next morning, Snape made his grand entrance into the classroom just like he had in Harry’s first year. Harry trailed behind him, watching and wondering how Snape was going to explain him away.

“Mr. Potter will be assisting me this year. You are to address him as Professor Potter or sir. I demand that you show him the respect he deserves as one of this institution’s instructors. They will be no gawking or fraternizing with him.”

Harry hid his surprise at Snape’s words. He nodded at the students and Snape started the day’s lesson.

That evening after classes and dinner the two men returned to their quarters. Harry sank down into an armchair and sighed. “I don’t know how you do it, Severus. My feet are killing me.”

Harry removed his boot and sock then rubbed his toes. Snape waved his wand in Harry’s direction and it took all Harry had not to flinch. A basin of steaming water appeared in front of his chair. He looked up to see Snape’s back disappear into his bedroom.
“Thank you.” Harry called out to the empty room.

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Harry walked around the room, inspecting the potions while Snape sat in his office with the door open. Every now and again he would come to the door and look out over the classroom. For the first month since Harry had arrived Snape sat at his desk and watched over him and the class like a hawk. He had called Harry over to the desk so many times to tell him that he was doing one thing or another wrong, that nothing got brewed that day.

Harry had been angry. He spoke with McGonagall and she sat the next class with them. Snape had behaved that day and Harry had done just fine. The next time they were to brew a potion Snape had had a reaction to one of the wrong potions’ fumes and Poppy had to be summoned to the dungeons. Snape swore that Harry would never teach another one of his classes. Poppy countered and told him he knew he shouldn’t have been in the lab and they sat for quite some time in a glaring match.

Harry shook his head. He didn’t know how Poppy had done it but the next brewing lesson Snape had been confined to his office. There had been a ventilation spell cast on the room and Snape had stood in the doorway the whole time. Gradually Snape had relaxed and left Harry to his own devices and only came to check on him every once in a while.

Harry looked up after a round of inspections to see Snape standing in the doorway with his hand on his stomach. Even thought the Potions Master’s robes concealed the almost non-existent bulge, Harry could see the bump in the lanky form that would be his child.

Warmth filled him and he smiled at Snape. Snape smirked at him and they shared a moment for a brief second before Snape frowned again and disappeared back in his office. Harry shook his head and answered a student’s question.

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“Ahhhrggh!” A glass shattered to the floor and Harry came running. He burst into their shared kitchen, wand drawn and on alert. Severus was bent at the waist, arms wrapped his middle.

Shocked, Harry dropped his wand and grabbed the older man. Severus hissed in a breath and looked up at Harry with more emotion that Harry had ever seen in the midnight eyes.

“Whathappened?Whereareyouhurt?Areyoubleeding?Howbadisthepain?” Harry asked in one breath.

Severus looked at him for a moment then sneered. Whatever had caused him to double over in pain happened again. Harry panicked and wrapped his arms around Severus and picked him up. He carried him to the sitting room. Harry tossed the whole can of Floo powder in the fire and screamed, “Hospital Ward!” He threw them into the fire.

Harry stumbled out of the fire and nearly dropped a squirming Severus. “Poppy!”

“Let me go you imbecile, before you drop me and kill us all.”

Harry made it to the first cot in the Ward before he sat Severus down. “Poppy!” He bellowed again.

The mediwitch and several others came running. When the students saw who it was they backed away slowly. Poppy came forward, face intense.

“What happened?” She drew her wand and waved it over Severus.

“I… I don’t know. I was reading and then he screamed and was doubled over and I just brought him here.” Harry looked at the scowling man on the bed and then up to the mediwitch.

Poppy finished her scans and looked at Severus then Harry and back again. She smirked. “Tell me what happened, Severus?”

Harry interrupted before Severus even had a chance to talk. “What’s wrong with him? Is the baby all right? Is he?”

“Shut-up, Potter and let me talk.” He groaned and Harry placed a hand on his back.

Severus let out a deep breath and then he moaned, covering his stomach.

“See that‘s what he did in the kitchen!” Harry pointed at Severus with his other hand as the first one continued to rub all over Severus’ back.

Poppy laughed and leaned Severus down onto the cot. “Alright, alright I think I know what happened.”

She pried the wizard’s hands away from his belly and began unbuttoning his robes. He fought her and she waved her wand and stripped him of everything but his boxers.

“Now if you don’t mind let me continue as I was before. I said I think I know what is happening and if you gentlemen will bear with me a moment…” She waved her wand over Severus’ exposed stomach.

A hazy grey mist formed over Severus’ abdomen. A lub-lub sound filled the Ward and a small picture of what looked like an enormous head and tiny body appeared. A long cord seemed to be floating next to it. There was a white halo around the skull and Harry thought it looked like an alien.

“What’s wrong with the baby?” Harry asked as he moved closer to the mist.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. That’s hair.” Poppy replied.

Harry placed his hand on Severus’ middle. This earned him a glare and the tiny alien figure shifted. It rolled over and spread its legs.

“Well well, gentlemen, congratulations it appears you are going to have a witch.”

“A witch? Harry asked. “But, that means it’s a girl. I don’t know what to do with a girl.”

Snape smirked. “Couldn’t put the stem on the apple, could you Potter?”

Harry frowned at him. “Who says it’s my fault?”

“As I am carrying the little witch it’s obviously your fault it’s a girl.”

Harry rubbed Severus’ tummy. And the figure moved again. This time a tiny foot appeared and kicked upwards.

Severus grunted and Harry gasped. “She kicked me.” He said in awe.

“No, she kicked me. Again. You just happened to be there this time.” Severus turned his head and looked at Poppy. “That’s the same thing that happened to me in the kitchen. Except there was intense pressure low down.”

He pinked in the face and whispered quietly. “I thought that I was going to…wet myself and I felt it all the way down my…” He trailed off uncomfortable.

Poppy grinned. “Perfectly normal, Severus. She’s right above your bladder and I imagine that it will get worse as time goes on.”

She helped him sit up and put his robes back into place. “There now, everything is just fine. If it happens again then be still and she should move. You might have Harry try rubbing your belly and she should changes positions.”

She looked to Harry, who still looked like he had been stunned. “She kicked me.” He repeated.

Severus smirked at him. “Come on, Harry.” He raised his arms and waited for Harry to pick him up. “You carried me up here, now take me back.”

Harry raised his eyebrow at the other man. “You’re fine now, I think you can walk.”

However, he held out his arm to Severus and the older man took it and held it all the way back to their rooms.

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A noise woke Harry in the night. He crept to the door and looked down the hall towards Severus’ room. The door was closed and no light shown from underneath. He drew his wand and walked towards the sitting room.

Here too it was dark. But there was another noise and he looked to the kitchen. The door was standing wide open and a black shape drifted across the doorway and disappeared.

Harry carefully made his way to the entryway and looked in. He breathed a sigh of relief. Severus stood in front of the sink. All the kitchen cabinets were open. On the table were half eaten foods that had been tasted and discarded.

Harry cleared his throat and Severus spun, a gherkin in one hand and a slab of Honeyduke’s finest dark chocolate in the other.

“What are you doing?” Harry looked at him.

“Eating. Can you not see that?” Severus looked around the kitchen and at the foods. “I find that we are lacking in the foods that Ariadne would like.”

“Ariadne? I don’t remember agreeing on that one. I thought we were going to jointly pick out the names?”

“Are we jointly carrying this child? NO. I don’t think so. So I get first choice in naming her.”

“What happened to Isabella?” Harry asked as he came into the kitchen.

“Isabella? And have her called Bella for short and be reminded of that mad woman who was your God-cousin. I don’t think so.”

“Oh! I suppose you are right. What about Jasmine? It‘s not Lily but still a flower keeping in tradition with… ” He trailed off as Severus glared at him.

Severus lifted an eyebrow and then looked at the gherkin and chocolate. “I want something else. But we don’t have it. Go fetch it for me?”

“It?” Harry asked. “Are you going to tell me what you want?”

“I don’t know what I want, that’s why I want you to fetch it. This child is half yours and don’t you even think about suggesting anymore sweets seeing as I have already gained a stone and half with your child.”

“My child? I thought she was our child.” Harry blinked.

“She is, when she is being good and since she is restless then she’s your child.” Severus stated matter-of-factly.

“All right.” Harry rolled his eyes.
“Ah! I have just thought of something that we want.” Severus said rubbing his hands together.

Harry chuckled. “What is it and I shall go fetch?

“Arianne and I would like peach pie with fresh vine ripened raspberries on top.”

Harry gawked at him. “I thought you didn’t want anything sweet. And where am I going to get a peach pie this late at night.”

He shook his head. “Arianne Jasmine. I like that.”

“Georgia. Across the pond.” Snape nodded. “You can have that name after we get the pie.”

“Bloody Hell!”

Severus raised both eyebrows. “Such language in front of our child.”

Harry started and walked forward to Severus. He leaned down and spoke to the bulge at Severus middle.

“I am sorry, Arianne.” He rubbed the bump and felt her kick back at him.

He stood and toed up to kiss Severus’ cheek then turned. “Let me get my cloak and I…” He stopped and looked back at the other man.

Severus had raised his hand to the cheek Harry had kissed. He stood there with a strange look on his face for a moment.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taken the liberty.” Harry finished softly.

Harry‘s voice seemed to snap Severus out of his ruminations. “Not a problem.”

Harry cleared his throat and continued. “Well, let me get my cloak and I will be back shortly with your pie.”

He quickly left the room. Severus still stood with his hand on his face as he waited for Harry to come back. He wished now he had stopped the younger man from leaving.

Severus dipped his hand in the new jar of Floo powder that Harry had replaced and called out to the Headmistress.

When she appeared in the fire. Severus told her that he and Harry would not be able to teach their classes tomorrow. She got a strange look on her face and he rushed to tell her he hadn’t done anything to Harry just that they would both be tired cause the baby had kept them up all night. He assured her all were fine and no Poppy’s assistance was not needed.
Minerva pulled her head out of the fire still confused but unable to decide on anything. She had been watching the Book of Admissions, particularly one name to see how things were going. Although she wanted the best for the two men after such hard times she wasn’t above her predecessor in meddling, she was better at it. Because she was a woman.

Minerva watched as once again the Book cycled through the words before the Potter-Snape surname. She smiled at some of them, laughed at others and then let out a gasp as they settled into one. A pretty name for what would undoubtedly be a beautiful and powerful child.

A few days after the International Pie Incident, as Harry referred to it, Severus seemed to slip back into the Evil Potions Master guise. He stormed around the castle, belly now most noticeable, in a near rage. Even Minerva was hard-pressed not to come up against the sharp side of his tongue.

Harry walked on eggshells around their flat. He offered to go anywhere Severus and Arianne asked and retrieve whatever it was their hearts or stomachs desired. It wasn’t until Harry accidentally walked in on Severus one evening after dinner that the cause of the problem became clear.

Harry knocked on the bedroom door, turned the knob and stopped as he entered. “Sever…” He started to call out.

Severus glared at him and Harry turned his head trying to figure out what he was doing. Severus was laid, sprawled out on his back, robes open and spread out to the side like wings. One pale hand was holding his stomach out of the way while the other tried to but could barely reach down and around the end of his engorged cock.

“Get out!” Severus bellowed and tried to cover himself with the coverlet.

Harry started and tried to focus on Severus’ face. The picture of Severus before him was all to enticing and he felt himself harden at what he might be able to do to help the other man. “No. Is this what the tirade has been about for the last week? You couldn’t wank?”

Harry raised an eyebrow at the distressed man before him and slowly entered the room. He walked around the bed to the other side and stood over Severus.

“Potter, I am warning you.” Severus growled.

Harry sank to his knees by the bed. “Let me help you, Severus.” He offered quietly.

Severus narrowed his eyes at Harry. “Why would you want to do that?”

“I think you can guess why after the night with the pie, Severus.”

“You can’t want me? Not like this.” he waved his hand over his exposed stomach.
Harry carefully reached out his hand and placed it on Severus’ abdomen. Warmth flowed through the men and they sighed.

“Why not? You are carrying our child. She might have started out as an accident but it is a wonderful surprise.” Harry rubbed gently and slid his hand lower.

Severus moaned and arched up into the hand that brushed across his skin. Harry rose up and looked at Severus. The dark eyes opened and looked up into emerald. “Why did you stop?”

“You’ll let me help?” Harry asked a little insecure.

“You got me into this position without any of the fun so I suppose better late than never. A quick one off should do it.” Severus sat up and finished removing his robes. Harry pulled away the dark cloth and laid it on a chair next to the fireplace.

He turned around to see Severus sitting up, one leg bent at the knee the other tucked up under him. He rubbed his stomach up and down and it looked so right that Severus was there with his child and Harry realized he was falling for this acerbic man. Severus patted the bed and Harry pulled his shoes off and climbed in beside the other man.

Harry ran his hands along Severus’ pale skin and laid him back against the pillows. “I think I can do better than a one off.”

Severus grunted but leaned into the caressing hands. Gods it felt good to be touched.
Harry left a trail of heat behind wherever the other man’s hands had roamed. He didn’t think anyone had ever touched him like this. He reached out and was disappointed to find Harry still had his clothes on.

Severus pulled on the Muggle shirt Harry insisted on wearing during his down times. The soft stretchy material pulled and then was released by the jeans. He drove his hands up underneath the material, seeking naked skin.

Harry arched into the roaming hands. He sat up abruptly and shed the cotton t-shirt. He settled back down next to Severus and leaned forward to taste the pale skin. He licked up and down Severus’ neck and to the juncture of his throat and collarbone. Harry’s hands ran over Severus’ back, his smooth and stretched abdomen and down to hover of his erect cock.

“Please. Please touch me.” Severus begged

He pulled Harry down to him and wrapped his arms around the younger man, trying to grind against him. His stomach got in the way and he cursed. Severus pulled away and Harry brought him back.

“Severus, look at me.” Harry whispered to him.

Snape looked in to Harry’s eyes as the other man wrapped his fingers around Severus’ cock. He squeezed it gently and ran his hands over the furry balls just below.

Severus’ eyes rolled back and he ground into Harry’s hand. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”

Yes.” Harry whispered. “Always.”

Harry wrapped his fingers around Severus’ dick and stroked up and down. He ran his thumb over the end. His eyes watched Severus’ face the whole time.

Severus moaned. “More. Faster. Harder.”

Harry complied and stroked him, moved his hand up and down over and over again, stretching the foreskin up and over the tip and back again.

“Come for me, Severus.”

Severus groaned and bucked his hips up into Harry’s strokes. “Almost… there.”

Harry leaned up and kissed Severus, hard on the mouth.

Severus screamed into Harry and came. Hot white ribbons of cum flooded over Harry’s fist. Harry continued to kiss and stroke until Severus shuddered.

Harry lifted his hand to his mouth and licked the come from his fingers. Severus moaned again and placed his hand over his eyes. Harry laughed softly. “Better now?”

“Immensely.” He lifted his hand and looked at Harry. “Thank you.” He yawned and looked away. “Sorry.”

Harry stood up and smoothed his jeans, trying to hide his erection. He turned and pulled his wand and cast a gentle cleaning spell over Severus. He pulled back the coverlet and let Severus roll underneath it. He tucked the covers up around Severus’ throat.

“Rest, Severus. It’s been a rough week.” Harry said softly. He kissed the other man’s forehead and stood back up smiling as Severus’ face relaxed in repose.

Harry blew out the candle and Severus’ sleepy voice called to him in the darkness. “But you didn’t…”

“Shush. That’s all right. I wanted to help you, not take advantage.”

Severus grunted and then sat up. “Harry, come here.”

Harry came back over to the bed and Severus jerked him down. “Severus, you don’t have to... ”

“Hush, feel.”
Severus held Harry’s hand and placed it on his stomach. Arianne moved and rolled in her father’s tummy. “Did you feel her?” Severus asked softly.

“Yes,” Harry answered just as soft.

Arianne settled under Harry’s hand and he leaned down and kissed Severus’ stomach. “Behave in there, young lady. Your father needs his rest.”

Harry stood and pulled the covers back up over Severus. “Sleep well, Severus.”

Harry left the room and headed for the bathroom. Severus heard the water come on and he listened to see if he could hear Harry calling his name. He got up out of bed and picked up the shirt Harry had discarded. Severus got back into bed, with the shirt, and tucked it up under the pillow.

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The next week Harry and Severus arrived to breakfast together, on Monday morning. Softly talking amongst themselves, Harry stopped and pulled out Severus’ chair. Severus sat and passed the coffee urn to Harry while Harry poured a large glass of milk for Severus.

They exchanged food and silverware and talked all seemingly oblivious to the others around them that stared in fascination at the pair. Suddenly Severus gasped and dropped his glass. It crashed to the floor, shattering. Severus clutched his abdomen and Harry was immediately on his knees next to Severus rubbing his hand up and down Severus’ back.

Severus held tight to the other hand, his face clenched in pain. Finally it passed and Harry helped Severus up from the chair. They stopped by the Headmistress’ chair and Harry whispered something to her and then the couple vanished out the Staff door.

The door slammed behind them and the noise broke out after their departure. McGonagall stood and tapped her glass. “Potions has been cancelled today. You are to report to the library for a study hall. I will personally be there to make sure you show up. I have an assignment from Professor Potter for you.”

She sat back down and grinned as the noise level came back up. Looks like it won’t be long now, she thought to herself.

On the way to the infirmary Harry and Severus had to stop several times. Arianne was very unhappy and didn’t help matters by kicking her father and generally jumping up and down on Severus’ bladder. Harry tried hard not to laugh when Severus threatened her with detention once she was old enough.

Harry opened the door to the Hospital ward and steered Severus to their cot and went to find Madame Pomfrey. When Harry had returned with the mediwitch in tow, she found Severus clinching the bedrails in his pale hands.

Harry immediately ran to his side and began rubbing his back. Poppy waved her wand over him as the pain passed. He sat back up and heaved a breath out.

“That has been happening all morning. My abdomen tightens and I can feel it all the way around to my back. Then the little… witch kicks my bladder and my dick twitches. Now she has decided to swing from my bottom ribs and punch on my lungs.” Severus informed her angrily.

Poppy hummed and a measuring tape appeared. She undid his robes and measured his stomach. “Those are Braxton-Hicks contractions. They are a sign that the pregnancy is drawing to a close and your body is preparing for labour. You are about 32 weeks along, correct?”

Severus nodded and then another contraction hit and Harry rubbed. “It’s almost time then?” Harry asked as the pain subsided and Severus sat back.

“Yes. I believe so. You are going to have to have a C-section, Severus. I don’t want you left alone from now on and I want you to come see me at least once a week from now until the end.” Poppy raised an eyebrow at him. “Someone else is going to have to take over your classes because I don’t want you standing for long periods either.”

Severus grunted and Harry rolled his eyes.

“That’s what I thought.” Poppy stated. She taught Harry the monitoring spell. “This spell will allow you to see Severus’ symptoms and if he is in trouble. The colour will change if something is wrong. A white light signifies labour and you need to return to the Ward immediately. Harry nodded and practiced the charm and then Poppy sent them back to their rooms.

Harry cast the spell on Severus. A red haze enveloped Severus then moved back to Harry’s wand. On his wrist a small clock like Mrs. Weasley’s appeared and Severus’ vitals scrolled across the front of it. The red mist reappeared around the watch.

Harry settled Severus in bed and told Severus where he was going. He went into the sitting room to inform Minerva of Poppy’s decisions. Harry stepped through the Floo and left it open in case Severus needed him. Harry was gone probably less than ten minutes when he returned to their rooms to find all of the furniture on the ceiling. Thumps and bumps issuing from his room cause him to run down the short hall to see what the commotion was.

“Severus?” Harry asked in disbelief.

Severus, Dobby, Winky and two other house elves, Harry didn’t know were in what was once his room. The whole room sparkled and the house elves moved miniature furniture around at Severus’ direction. Tiny sleepers, shirts and socks folded themselves and were stowed in a white armoire. Nappies were stacked in a long tower on a changing table. A bassinette floated by and Severus pointed as the elves move it into place.

Two more pops startled Harry and he turned to find more elves as they set to cleaning the sitting room. Harry shook his head and turned back to Severus.

“What are you doing and where are my things?”

Severus turned. “Cleaning. Can’t you tell? This place was filthy.” He looked to the floor and pinked then looked back at Harry.

“I moved you into my room because it was bigger.”

Harry grinned and made his way around the elves. He looked up into Severus’ eyes and smiled. He embraced the older man and placed his hand on Severus’ stomach. Harry toed up for a kiss and was surprised when Severus bent to meet him halfway.

“Thank you, Severus.”

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A loud groan filled the Hospital Ward filled. It was followed by cursing of the Muggle nature.

“Harry James Potter, if this ever happens again. You will be the one to bear this burden. You are the lowest wizard in the history of wizards. Don’t you laugh at me! I know where you sleep and I don’t forget things easily.”

All was silent for a moment then a shrill cry filled the Ward.

“Congratulations, gentleman.” Poppy told them as she laid a pink wrapped bundle in Harry’s arms. “Half a stone of bouncing baby girl.”

Harry carefully took the baby and unwrapped her some. He counted all her fingers and toes and rewrapped her before she got cold. He walked to the head of the bed where Severus was laid flat out on his back. The other man sat up and reached for his daughter. Harry transferred her to Severus and put his arm around the other wizard. He reached around Severus’ shoulder to uncovered her face for him to see.

Arianne Jasmine opened startling dark blue eyes and gazed up at her fathers. Her tiny face was red and blotchy and she made a horrible expression and began to cry. Severus’ large pale hand stroked her head, dislodging the cap on her head and revealing spiky black hair. Severus unwrapped her as well and did the same check Harry had.

“Poppy said her eyes may change and that all babies usually start out with blue eyes.” Harry told Severus and the older man nodded as he finished wrapping the baby back up.

Poppy came in with a small smile on her face and a bottle. “Here you go Harry, Severus. Her first meal.” She passed the bottle to Harry. Then demonstrated with an empty one.

“Test the temperature before giving it to her.” She tipped the bottle and shook it then dripped some formula onto his wrist. “Make sure she has a good suction on the bottle and burp her when she is finished.”

Harry tested the bottle and then gave it to Severus who tested it again. Arianne latched onto the nipple and began to suck down the formula. Harry leaned down again and ran his finger across her forehead. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”

“She looks like a wrinkled old man.” Severus stated.

“Severus!”

“But yes, she is beautiful.” He finished.

The End.