In the Family Way

Severus came around the corner of his dungeons and could hear someone cursing. Thankfully it was only the muggle variety so he could carry on along the corridor without putting a shielding spell up. The voice was male, sounded familiar, and knew as many, if not more swear words than Severus did, which the former Deatheater found rather impressive.

Finally he turned and found a familiar green eyed world saviour, pacing up and down the hall as he swore up a storm. In the eleven years since he had first set eyes on the small head of black hair standing in the shadows of the Main hall, Harry had gone from a small and skinny boy to a still pretty small and slim young man. Those emerald eyes were even more vibrant since the young man had replaced glasses with contact lenses and the wild mane had been tamed by being grown and pulled back into a ponytail.

“Have you quite finished? There may not be many pupils here at the moment but there are some,” he drawled, smiling slightly when the younger man stopped pacing and turned to glare at him, a familiar glare that he recognised as one of his own.

“Not now Snape,” Harry snapped and Severus felt himself frown slightly, it had been many many months since Harry had said his name in quite that tone of hate and anger.

“Harry calm down, I am not your enemy,” he replied as soothingly as possible.

Severus saw the younger man sigh and nod his head, “I know and I’m sorry Severus, it isn’t you I’m mad at, I just need to go back to my room,” a sad and hurt look passed over those emerald eyes, inexplicably making Severus angry, “But I can’t.”

“I do believe I have a room near here, we may retire there if you wish,” the tone was left questioning. Severus knew it had been the right response when a look of relief passed across the younger man’s face.

“Thank you Severus,” Harry said.

Severus just nodded and led the way to his quarters. They walked in a comfortable silence that Severus had shared with very few others. After having to work together to defeat Voldemort the pair had become colleagues and then friends when Harry had started working at Hogwarts. He didn’t bother whispering his password, knowing it showed trust in the younger man and he knew that the snake in the portrait would tell Harry anyway.

“Fire whiskey?” he asked knowing anything that had Harry swearing that much was Fire whiskey worthy. But surprisingly Harry turned down the drink and his hands went protectively to his lower abdomen. “Tea then?” Harry nodded this time so Severus summoned them both tea from the kitchen. “Would you like to tell me about it?”

Harry fidgeted, took a sip of tea, fidgeted again and drank again, he had drank three quarters of the cup before speaking, “I’m pregnant.”

Severus stared a Harry in surprise then forced a smile onto his face, “Congratulations I hope both you and Draco are very happy.” Severus noticed the dark look in those green eyes at the mention of Draco’s name and gave a sigh of annoyance, “What has my Godson done now?”

Harry sighed and frowned, “I don’t want to make you think bad of him, you are all he has left.”

“I thought badly of him when he started dating you,” Severus said but with a smile to let Harry know he was joking. When Harry didn’t even crack a smile, Severus realised it was more serious than he had thought, “Just tell me everything from the beginning.”

Harry finished his tea and two biscuits before speaking, “I’ve been throwing up for the past few days, morning and night so I went to see Poppy. It didn’t take her long to diagnose I was pregnant. I didn’t even know men could get pregnant.”

Severus nodded, “Male pregnancy is very rare even in the magical world, especially without spells and potions I assume?” Harry nodded, “Male unassisted Pregnancy means the party having the child must be very powerful and want the child very much.”

Harry nodded again and blushed slightly, “I have always wanted a child and Poppy smiled when she told me it was natural. I was so happy; I was over the moon and rushed down to our quarters to tell Draco the good news. He was bent over MY desk being fucked by my very ‘ex’-best friend.”

“Weasley?” Severus asked having to confirm it so he could add the redhead to his own revenge list.

“I shouted at them and stomped out, I got around the corner before realising I had no where to go. My first instinct was Ron’s flat but then I remembered I couldn’t. I had nowhere I could go.”

Severus thought very bad thoughts about his Godson even as he was reaching for the bell that summoned a house elf. 

“How is Misty helping Professor Snape?”

“Could you please remove Mr. Potter’s belongings from the rooms he is currently sharing with Mr. Malfoy and place them in my spare room.”

“Is Professor Potter agreeing with this sir?” Misty asked turning to face Harry.

Harry nodded and Severus breathed a sigh of relief when the house elf popped off to carry out her orders. “Now while Misty moves you in I think we should go out and have a celebratory dinner for your little boy or girl. I know just the place.”

“You don’t have to.....” Harry said quietly, his voice trailing off.

“Don’t have to what?” Severus asked in confusion.

“Let me move in with you.”

Severus sighed, “Harry, are you my friend?”

Harry stared at him in confusion but nodded his head, “Of course I am.”

“And as a friend I am offering you a room to stay in while you sort yourself out and so that you are not alone during your pregnancy.” Green eyes widened and filled with tears, only seconds before he had armfuls of sobbing world saviour. Severus found himself patting and stroking the narrow back, all the while murmuring care and comfort.

It was a few minutes later that the younger wizard pulled away and wiped angrily at his eyes, “I’m sorry Severus.”

“Shhhhhhh,” was all Severus said as he pulled the unresisting body back to his shoulder. He continued to comfort the other wizard until moved to sit next to him, still snuggled again Severus’ side with his head on the older wizard’s shoulder.

“I’m a wreck,” Harry complained, “All that hard work gone to waste,” he said with a small grin.

Severus smiled, remembering the long sessions spent teaching the smaller wizard how to control his emotions and in turn his magic. “You are a male pregnant wizard, your hormones and therefore your emotions are already all over the place, add onto the top of that the fact that you have just found out that the father of your child is sleeping with you best-friend, you are entitled to cry. And I want you to know Harry that in the following battle I will be on your side.”

Harry looked at him surprise, “You would choose me over Draco?” He asked in disbelief.

“Yes,” Severus said simply, realising it was nothing more than the truth. He had never thought about it in the past but knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was on Harry’s side.

Harry gave him the biggest smile possible and snuggled firmly into his side, “Thank you Severus, it means a lot to me to know you are on my side again.”

Severus smiled at the younger man and held him tight, hoping that Harry came through uninjured and that he didn’t run into Ron Weasley or his godson soon, he didn’t want to end up in Azkaban after all.

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Two weeks later Severus returned to their rooms to hear familiar sounds coming from behind Harry’s door, (he could no longer think of it as his guest room) the pregnancy had made the younger wizard horny and he was getting used to hearing the moans of pleasure. Severus frowned and paused at the door, they didn’t sound like pleasure, the sounds almost sounded like pain.

He pushed open the door, frowning more when Harry didn’t even seem to notice he had come in. Harry was covered in his own cum, some of it dry as he pulled at his cock so hard Severus thought it might come off. Green eyes met his and with a sob Harry rolled away from him, the thin shoulders shook and Severus realised that Harry was crying quietly.

Severus didn’t care that Harry was naked; he just gathered the other wizard into his arms and stroked the smooth back. He waited until the sobbing had stopped, willing his own erection away before asking what was wrong.

Harry sat back so that he could see the younger man’s face, “I don’t know, I’ve been getting horny more and more over the past few days, the books say it is normal but today it just won’t stop. I’ve been hard for what seems like hours, I don’t know if I can even come again but I can’t stop, either because it won’t go soft or it hurts.”

Severus looked down at the organ in discussion, it was still hard enough to be almost touching the younger man’s stomach, the head was purple but it looked sore and had some friction burns on it. He lifted his wand arm and called out a spell, focusing on the object he wanted, “Accio green pot.”

It took a few seconds for the small pot to arrive at his hand. He smiled at Harry and opened it. Using two fingers he scooped out a lump and rubbed it between his hands before reaching out and grabbing Harry’s erection. Harry gasped and sank back into a laying position as Severus slowly worked the healing potion all over Harry’s hard cock. 

Once he was certain it was all covered, he removed his hands, wondering what the hell he was doing. Harry was still recovering from finding his boyfriend with his best friend and he was rubbing healing cream on his hard cock wondering how much longer he could rub it until Harry wanted him to stop.

“Don’t stop,” Harry whimpered, “Your hands feel so good.”

Severus didn’t bother to argue, just grabbed the hard cock again and started stroking it, the healing cream wouldn’t do him any harm and he would probably enjoy the slightly cool feeling on his over sensitised cock. He dared to stroke over the large balls and along the crack until he found the small pucker, Harry nearly came off the bed as he slipped the tip of one finger in.

Harry suddenly scrambled back away from Severus, wrapping his arms around his knees and Severus felt disappointment run through him, the younger wizard obviously didn’t want him as much as he wanted Harry.

“You don’t have to touch me.”

Severus almost missed the whispered words as he sank into depression over the fact that the wizard he had loved for a long time had turned him away. “Why would I not want to touch you?” he asked.

Harry’s head jerked up and green eyes seemed to peer into his very soul, “You want me?”

Severus slowly approached the smaller wizard, “Why wouldn’t I?” he questioned as he reached out and stroked a soft cheek, “A clever, intelligent, strong, beautiful wizard, what isn’t to want?”

“Me.”

Severus felt his heart go out to the younger man who felt like he couldn’t be wanted anymore. He would hurt Draco for this, for hurting Harry so much that he thought he was unwanted. He gathered the smaller wizard into his arms again and tipped the head back until he met green eyes and then leaned down and kissed those red lips. Harry was still for a few seconds then returned the kiss, melting into Severus’ body.

Severus left the lovely mouth and tasted down Harry’s neck. “Are,” Kiss, “You,” nibble, “Sure?”

“Yes Severus but you need to be a lot more naked,” Harry panted, scrabbling ineffectually at the buttons on his robes.

Severus smiled around the skin he was nibbling and slid one hand down his robes until he found the button he wanted, he unfastened that and smiled at Harry’s amazed gasp when the entire thing fell off his shoulders. “You didn’t think I fastened all of them every morning did you? I would be there all day.”

Harry grinned and reached for the top button of three on his black waist coat, “Naked Severus.”

Severus nodded his head at the demand and tipping Harry onto the bed; he stood and stripped off as quickly as he could. When he looked up from taking his trousers off he saw Harry laying like some sort of pleasure boy, his cock in his hand. 

“I don’t think so Harry, I just healed that, turn around and get up on your hands and knees. Hold onto the headboard with both hands and don’t let go. If you do then I’ll have to take more extreme measures to keep you in place.”

Harry whimpered but turned over as ordered and grabbed hold of the headboard, he had wondered why it had metal hooks on it until Severus had given his warning. Later he would have to disobey and see what happened.

The bed moved as Severus settled behind him then strong hands stroked his flanks and arse, finally one finger slipped into his arse and he let out a heart felt groan of pleasure. This was what he wanted, what he needed, Severus inside him but more than just fingers. Even if it was three of them, he thought as those long fingers stroked over his prostate, massaging it, making him whine and moan.

“Please Severus, I want you, pleeeeaaase.”

The older wizard chuckled as he removed his fingers and Harry sighed in relief when a few seconds later something much bigger than a finger started to slide into him. This was it; this was what he had been craving for the past few days, ever since this unnaturally horny session had begun.  This was what he wanted, that cock so deep in his arse that it never came out.

Slim hands held his hips as he held the headboard with a white knuckle grip while that thick, long cock powered in and out of his arse, massaging his prostate. Harry whimpered and moaned, writhing against the wonderful intrusion in his arse, stretching him beautifully. 

One strong hand slid from his hips, moved around to his front and circled his cock, stroking it roughly. It took Harry only seconds to reach his peak, covering his sheet in cum only moments before Severus filled his gut. The warm liquid hit his insides, making him scream and do the impossible of cumming again just before he blacked out.

Severus collapsed onto the body of his younger lover, smiling when no amount of prodding made Harry move. He rolled to one side, realising that lying on the pregnant man probably wasn’t the best idea. He turned Harry over and pulled him in to his side, stroking the dark head that rested on his shoulder. Severus knew he was grinning like an idiot but he decided he was allowed to; after all he was the one who had fucked the younger wizard into unconsciousness.

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Severus was just about to go around the corner to his rooms, his and Harry’s, he thought with a smile, when he heard the voices. The first he recognised as that of his lover and the second was his godson, he growled in jealousy and anger, wondering what the pair was talking about. It was no secret around the school that Professor Malfoy and Professor Potter had broken up, that Professor Potter had moved in with Professor Snape and that Professors Potter and Malfoy were avoiding each other like the plague.

Severus moved close enough to hear the pair and waited.

“-lie to me Draco.”

“About what?” His Godson asked innocently, an innocence Severus easily recognised as false, he didn’t think Draco had ever been that innocent.

“Many things Draco but mainly about Severus.”

“What exactly?”

“When we first became friends I told you about my crush on Severus and you told me that as his godson you would find out if I stood a chance. You came back a few days later and told me that he didn’t kiss boys and I even asked you directly if he was gay and you said NO. You lied Draco.”

“I didn’t lie Harry, I just didn’t tell you the whole truth. I’ll start with your last accusation, my godfather has never been and will never be Gay, as he will never be indicative of or marked by high spirits. And neither would he kiss boys. Men yes, but never boys. He would never kiss anyone underage,” Draco finished smugly.

“Why Draco? Why not tell me the whole truth?” Harry demanded and Severus could hear the anger in that voice. That carefully contained cold anger that was more dangerous than anything Severus knew. It was that same cold fury which had killed Voldemort.

“Because you were and still are too good for him, you were meant to be mine. I knew you were mine that first day I saw you. How was I to know you were with that oaf Hagrid? When we finally became friends and you confided in me that you had a crush on Severus, I knew my chance had come, you would be mine and you still are Harry. You may be fucking Severus but you will always be mine. That is my magic, my blood inside you, it is our child.”

“That is where you are wrong.” Harry said his voice as cold as a glacier, an opposite to Draco’s voice which had become more impassioned the further he had got in his little speech. “This child in my stomach is mine and mine alone, you have no rights to him or her Malfoy. You may have the Malfoy name and money behind you but if you try to make any claim on my unborn child then I will stop you, even if it means destroying you and your line. You will leave Severus, my child and myself alone or you will regret it Malfoy.”

It was silent for a long time and Severus guessed that his godson was loosing control of his carefully controlled emotions. It had always been the blonde’s downfall; he had a short fuse, got angry very easily and lost control of his magic almost as easily. He could see Draco’s magic as it moved along the walls of Hogwarts, an angry blue crackling magic.

“You’re mine Harry, mine all mine,” Draco growled.

“Draco I would let go of me before I have to hurt you,” Harry said, his voice still cold and slightly husky.

Severus peeked his head around the corner and growled at the sight of Draco with both hands around Harry’s neck. He was about to rush around the corner and throttle his godson when he realised that Harry would not appreciate the interference. He moved back and leaned against the wall, listening to the rest of the conversation, making plans of what he was going to do and say to Harry when he got him back to his room. None of which he would ever be able to do in public.

“You are mine Harry, all mine and I’ll never let you go again.”

“I warned you Malfoy,” Harry said, his voice still deceptively calm then there was a thud that Severus had no doubt was his godson hitting the wall. “And if you ever touch me again with such disrespect again then I will remove the offending piece of your body.”

Severus smiled at the pained whimper and heard Harry walk off at a quick pace back towards their quarters. Severus smiled and strode around the corner; Draco was a crumpled pile on the floor, moaning pitifully as he clutched his groin. The Potions’s Master guessed Harry had done more than just throw him across the corridor.

With a vicious smile, Severus drew out his wand and cast a combination of spells on his godson, they wouldn’t activate for a few hours but after that his lover would get a good laugh out of it. He carried onto their rooms and frowned when he found Harry curled in a ball on the sofa, silent tears running down his face. He quickly gathered the smaller man into his arms and onto his knee, holding the crying face to his shoulder.

“What’s wrong Harry?” He asked, stroking the pale back.

“Draco said he would take my baby.”

“No he won’t Harry, he won’t and you know it. I heard you out there and you told him the truth, it is your baby, our baby if you don’t mind us being family.”

Strong arms latched around his neck, “Oh Merlin Yes, I want you to help me Severus, I know you will make an excellent father and I love you.”

Severus tightened his hold on the slim body and peppered kisses all over the younger man’s head and shoulder, “I love you too Harry and I want this family with you.”

Harry slowly settled down until he was nuzzling Severus’ neck in what was a purely sexual way, no longer in any way supposed to be comforting. “I think I know what would make me feel a lot better.”

“You do, do you Brat?” Severus teased, already running his hands down slim sides to a beautiful, tight arse.

“Oh yeah, a tall dark, sexy Potion’s Master carrying me to a bed and buggering me until I can’t walk straight.”

“I don’t know about sexy but I have the tall, dark, Potion’s Master parts down.”

Harry turned so that he was straddling Severus’ lap, hands either side of the narrow face. “You may not be beautiful in the stereotypical way but you are sexy. Your eyes are beautiful, dark and mysterious, that can be as cold as ice and as hot as the sun in a split second. Those long eyelashes frame them so beautifully and while your nose might be a bit long and your teeth stained, you are still sexy. I know your hair isn’t greasy and it is only oil that you wear to protect it. You are tall, well built, with smooth skin and a cock that feels wonderful no matter where it is put in me.”

“So you only like me for my cock,” Severus teased, “Size queen.”

“I love you for brilliant mind, you dry wit and your wonderful cock, especially when it is trying to drive me through a bed,” Harry added and wriggled his bottom against the hard cock tenting Severus’ trousers.

“Okay brat I get the picture, time to move this conversation to the bedroom.”

Harry gave a happy grin as Severus stood up and he could wrap his legs around that slim waist as he was carried to Severus’ bedroom.

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“So will you come?” Harry asked Severus as he watched the older wizard move around their bedroom as he dressed.

“Come where?”

“To my appointment with Madame Pomfrey; the twelve week check-up. She said because I am the first male carrier she has seen, she wants to monitor me and our child closely.”

“Of course I will be there love, what time?” 

“Lunch time.”

“I will chuck my second year Ravenclaws and Slytherins out a few minutes early and pick you up from your classroom.”

Harry grinned at him and jumped out of bed to kiss Severus deeply. When he finally let go of the larger man and retreated to his own wardrobe to start dressing they were both panting hard. 

“What was that for?” Severus asked, watching his lover’s tight bum as he wriggled into some black boxers.

“For coming to pick me up for the appointment, for letting me stay here, and for coming to see Pomfrey. I’m scared Severus,” Harry said as he turned to look at the older man, his trousers in his hand.

“You’re scared of what?” Severus asked in concern as he moved towards the younger wizard.

“That I fuck up. What do I know about being a parent?” Harry asked; fear on his face, “I don’t even know if I can manage to give birth to him or her without screwing up somehow.”

“You will not screw up love,” Severus said as he pulled Harry into his arms, “I have seen you with the younger students, you are brilliant with them, patient, caring and understanding.”

“Yes but it is different with a baby, screaming at all hours of the morning, demanding attention. You can’t just send them back to their common room when you need time alone.”

“Harry every parent feels like they aren’t good enough at some point but you are. You will be an excellent father and when you need a break, I will be here and Poppy will be ready to baby-sit as will the rest of your friends.”

Severus stroked the shaking back and soft hair, whispering more calming words, trying to convince his lover that he would make a good parent.

“You really think I can do it?”

“Of course you can love, now get dressed so we have time for breakfast before we have to face the seventh years.”

Harry nodded and took a few deep shaky breathes before finally leaning down and pulling on his trousers. “God I don’t know if I can deal with a small breakdown and the seventh years in one morning, never mind my mixed Slytherin and Gryffindor second years.”

Severus chuckled and pulled out a white shirt from his lover’s draws and helped Harry put it on, buttoning it up and laying one hand over his lover’s no longer flat stomach. Severus had helped with Harry’s physical as well as his magical abilities, had watched the young man turn what fat he had into solid muscle and a stomach that was muscled and almost concave rather than just flat. 

Now it was past flat and almost a small bump, partly from the small child growing in there but he suspected it was also partly due to the amount of food he had observed Harry eating in the past few weeks.

“Hello little one, you behave for your daddy today,” he said to the small bump and placed a kiss on it, making Harry giggle above him.

“You can be so silly,” Harry said, “I always knew you had another side to you, that you had to hide it because of Voldemort but I never realised how much until just then when you spoke to a child that it nothing more than a collection of cells with little function.”

“I can talk to my unborn child if I wish,” was all Severus said in his best ‘I am the great Potion’s Master and you are nothing but something I would wipe off the bottom of my shoe’ voice.

Harry grinned goofily when he realised what the other man had said: ‘my unborn child’. “You can talk to our child any time you wish.”

“Good, he or she and I will be having a long discussion this evening about my developments in the Wolfsbane potion, just so you know.”

Harry chuckled, “Okay then, Poppy told me that me that we should be able to work out the sex today. She said the spell could have been cast last time, even at only nine weeks but because I had been throwing up so much she didn’t want the extra strain on my body or the baby.”

Severus nodded, “Good then we can start picking names and other things. Now finish dressing because I’m hungry so you must be too.”

Harry nodded and finished putting on his clothes, a deep red waistcoat, black shoes and an open robe in black, then followed Severus up to the great hall.

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Harry had dismissed his fifth year Ravenclaws to go to the Library so they could start on the essay they had to do. He had quickly learnt that the best way to deal with Ravenclaws when he had them alone was to move through the material quickly as they had probably already read about it and then set them a ridiculously long essay that they could start as soon as he was done. In the past he had learnt things from these essays that he hadn’t known, Ravenclaws really were the best researchers, after Hermione of course.

He was just starting to read the essays they had handed in that morning, he had asked for eight feet from each of them and if he wasn’t mistaken then the first one was at least ten. He sighed and started to read. Even though Ravenclaws were the best researchers, he wished they didn’t write the most boring essays.

He was on his second essay and about ready to cast a banishing spell on the rest of them when his door opened again and he looked up, surprised to see Ron standing there. He hadn’t seen his ex-best friend since they day he had discovered he was pregnant and had found Ron with Draco. The redhead hadn’t even tried to contact him, although Harry had been more than tempted to send him the howler from hell.

“Can I help you with something Weasley?” He asked in a calm voice. It had been a long and hard process for him to learn to control his anger. With the way his magic reacted with his temper, he knew that if he let his anger the better of him now then he would rumble the very foundations of Hogwarts.

“Harry mate, don’t use that tone, it meant nothing.”’

“It may have meant nothing to you Weasley but he was my boyfriend, the father of the child inside of me. Never mind that you were my best friend and that you were supposed to protect me. Get out of my classroom.”

“So now you think you’re better than me, how long after you caught Draco and I were you sleeping with Snape? Or were you already sleeping with him?” Ron snarled at him.

“I never cheated on Draco, Weasley and I never would have. But as I walked in on him and you, I assumed we had broken up and I was free to be with the man I loved, the man I have loved for years.”

“And what about Draco’s child, is Snape going to adopt that as well? Will he love it like a father or forever see it as a reminder that you were sleeping with his godson?”

“He or She will be loved like the precious thing they are, a life that will be mine and Harry’s to love and care for. Now Mr. Weasley I would suggest that you leave my lover’s classroom and return to whatever hole you have crawled out of,” came Severus’ cultured tones from behind Ron. Harry had been so focused on the redhead that he hadn't noticed his lover’s arrival.

“Snape, do think Harry is yours? He is just using you to protect Draco’s child, to keep the child from its rightful father. He is using you just like he used me and Hermione during school.”

Severus walked around the redhead until he could stand behind Harry, resting one hand on a narrow shoulder, giving it a squeeze in support before deeming Weasley’s rant with a reply. “I am well aware that Harry is using me, for my body most of the time, he is what I would class as a Nymphomaniac.” At Weasley’s blank look, Severus sighed and explained, “Someone who is obsessed with sex, wants it all of the time and I am more than happy to let him use me for sex.

“I somehow doubt he ever used either you or Miss Granger during school, you were friends, he helped you and you helped him. It is what friends do and as his friend and lover, I am helping protect our child from bad influences. I would, however; advise that you leave this office now before you are forced to witness an utterly sappy show of affection between us.”

Severus ignored the redhead as he turned Harry’s seat around and pulled him to his feet so that he could kiss his lover hello. He made sure that Weasley could clearly see his tongue entering Harry’s mouth and that when he reached down to clasp Harry’s buttocks and pull them tight together, the red head heard Harry’s moan of pleasure.

When he finally pulled away, he pulled Harry’s head to his shoulder and glared at Weasley, “Is there a reason you are still here?”

“You won’t win Snape, Harry will never be yours,” Weasley said smugly as he turned and started to leave the room.

“He already is,” Severus said firmly, smirking as the redhead faltered slightly at his pronouncement but continued to storm out.

“So I’m yours am I,” Harry teased as turned and took Severus’ hand, leading the taller man out of the room.

“Oh yes, all mine, from you cute little feet to your beautiful eyes and our child because no matter what Weasley or Draco says to you, it is our child.”

Harry just squeezed his hand and stood on his tiptoes to kiss Severus’ cheek, “I know love, I know.”

They continued the walk to the infirmary in quiet, just basking in each others presence.

“Harry, Severus,” Poppy said in greeting, “Well hop up on a bed and let me see that belly of yours.”

Harry lay on a hospital bed and opened his robes and clothes until you could see his entire stomach, he smiled as Severus moved to stand on the other side to Poppy and took hold of his hand. 

“I’m glad that you two are getting on so well.”

“So am I Poppy, now how is our baby?”

Poppy looked up in shock. “Your baby Severus? Harry is there something you need to tell me?”

Severus chuckled, “Don’t panic Poppy; I know that Mr. Malfoy supplied the sperm but I am the second father in every way that counts.”

Poppy smiled and nodded, “Every child needs two responsible parents and I couldn’t think of anyone better. Now let us see how you are both doing.”

She held her wand over his belly, a few muttered charms later and she was looking at a series of results in confusion.

“What’s wrong Poppy?” Severus asked as he squeezed Harry’s hand.

“Nothing is wrong; it’s that you only seem to be ten weeks along.” Poppy looked at the worried parents, “It’s fine Harry, I half expected something like this to happen. Your child’s entire existence is magical and with all the upset in the past few weeks, your magic probably stopped the development until you were ready.”

“But the baby is fine?” Harry asked nervously.

“He is fine, a perfectly healthy ten week old son.”

“He?” Severus asked excitedly, while he would love a daughter and protect her, he had always wanted a son of his own, a son to be raised better than he had.

“Yes you are having a son; both he and Harry are healthy. Although Severus I want you to make Harry a nutrition potion, the one pregnant mothers take.”

“I’m not a mother.” Harry said at the same time as Severus spoke, “Of course Poppy.”

Severus turned to look at Harry, “Your body needs the nutrients as much as a female mother’s do, even more as your body was not designed for this.”

Harry nodded, “I’ll take whatever you want as long as Severus has made it.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Severus I trust you can deal with that.”

“Of course Poppy,” the Potion’s Master replied and smiled at his lover.

“Good, well that is it. I expect you back if you think anything is wrong but I do hope not to see you here again until our next appointment.”

Harry grinned at the nurse, “Me too Poppy.”

“Well go on, get out of here.”

The two men laughed and allowed Poppy to push them out of her ward, smiling as she did, Harry seemed so much happier with Severus than he ever had with Mr. Malfoy and it was good to see Severus so Happy.

+++

At five months Harry was definitely starting to show, it still wasn’t that obvious when he was dressed in his teaching robes but in his casual clothes and naked their son was obvious. Severus smiled as he continued to finish moving Harry’s belongings into his own room. They had been sleeping together and living together in his suite for months but still had their own separate bedrooms. He had decided it was enough and he had seen this beautiful crib in Hogsmeade that he hadn’t been able to resist.

“Love where is my stuff?” Harry’s voice came from their living room.

“In here,” Severus replied as he placed the pile of folded T-shirts next to the pile of his own black and white ones.

“What’s going on Severus?” Harry asked in concern as he looked around the larger bedroom, noticing his little bits and pieces, his clothes and other things had previously been in the smaller room.

“I decided it was time that you moved in here with me and that we started turning that room into a room for our son.”

Harry grinned and threw himself at Severus for a hug, “I love you Severus.”

The taller man stroked the head tucked under his chin, “I love you too Harry. Now then, I have a present for our son, come and see.”

Taking the smaller hand in his own, Severus led his lover into his private store room where he had left the crib. Harry gasped when he saw it and ran his free hand over the beautifully carved dark and light wood. There were griffins, unicorns, phoenixes and all sorts of other magical creatures magnificently carved into wood with jewels of different colours making up eyes.

“It’s Beautiful Severus, is it safe?”

Severus chuckled, “Perfectly and I am glad your training is still coming into play on odd occasions. It has various spells on it to keep a child safe and to keep it in one piece but it is perfectly safe for our son.”

Harry gave him a wonderful smile, “I know you’ll always keep our son safe Severus.”

The older man blushed slightly, “I’m going to get Dobby to move all of the furniture out of the nursery that we won’t need then we can paint it and move the crib in. I do believe it is about time that we started preparing for this child of ours.”

“I think so too Severus,” Harry said but his voice seemed slightly dull.

“Harry what’s wrong?”

“I got another letter from Draco’s lawyer,” Harry said quietly.

Severus swore under his breath and pulled the younger man to his chest. After his third encounter with Harry in which he had nearly been left without the ability to ever have sex again, Draco had given up on getting Harry back but would not give up on his son. If Draco had been doing it because he really wanted his son then Severus would have been proud but he knew his godson and knew that the blonde was only doing it to get revenge at Harry.

Somewhere in Draco’s little twisted mind it wasn’t his fault that Harry had left him. Harry had left him and moved in with Severus purely to hurt Draco. Now Draco wanted to hurt Harry back, teach him a lesson for leaving Draco for someone not ‘worthy’ of Harry.

“What did he say?”

“We go in front of the judge next week; he thinks they are going to do well by claiming I was having an affair with you at the time. That I am an irresponsible adult without the ability or means to raise a child and that Draco should get custody.”

Severus sighed, he knew this wasn’t about the court appearance; it was about Harry again being worried about not being a proper parent to their son. “Harry you will be an excellent father and when we have problems Molly will be here before we can finish asking for help, you know this.”

“I know but what if Draco wins, I don’t want another prat like Draco out there, especially not one of my blood.”

Severus chuckled and nuzzled the soft hair, “I know and I know he won’t win, we’ll go to court and you will win. When is it?”

“We go in front of the judge in three days, we should leave this until after that just incase.”

Severus hated how much Draco and Weasley had managed to affect Harry’s self-confidence, the self-confidence he had worked so hard to build up after his childhood with the Durselys.

“I don’t think so Harry, Dobby can empty the room while we eat lunch and we can paint this afternoon.”

Harry’s arms folded over his stomach protectively, “What about our son?”

“What about him?” Severus asked in confusion.

“Won’t the paint hurt him?” Harry asked.

“No, only muggle paint has fumes. Magical paint is fine, we could do it with a spell but I would much prefer to do it with a paintbrush and spend some time with you.”

Harry smiled against Severus’ chest, “I think I would like that Severus.”

+++

Harry sat in the family court room, Severus sat next to him, a thick file in front of them and holding his hand tightly. They both wore smart, black, expensive robes; Severus had even forgone the normal oil in his hair.

Draco sat at the table next to them, looking very much like his father had before his death, a smug arse hole. Harry knew that Weasley was part of the very large crowd that was occupying the benches behind them. It seemed that everyone was interested in the fate of the Potter-Malfoy baby. There had been various articles in the paper since he had broken up with Draco all about the birth of this child and male pregnancies in general. 

But he knew the real reason so many people were there was because he was Harry Potter and everyone wanted to know what was going on in his life. He had a vague idea of what Severus had in his file, as he assumed it was his defence, when he had questioned his lover about a lawyer and some sort of defence the older man had assured him that he would sort everything out.

“Order,” a ministry official shouted and as soon as the court was quiet the judge came in. 

Joseph Daveson was a family Judge, making decisions on who is the rightful heir, taking children away from abusive parents and a thousand and one other things that involved families. He was one of two judges who ran the family court and he wasn’t sure if he should feel lucky or unlucky to be stuck in the middle of Potter-Malfoy power struggle over their child.

He looked over at the pair of wizards, Malfoy sat next to his family lawyer, one of the best and most greedy lawyers that the magical world had, while Potter had Professor Snape next to him. He just knew this was going to be an interesting few hours.

“Potter versus Malfoy over guardianship of the unborn child being carried by Harry Potter. Mr. Greyson for Malfoy and Professor Snape for Potter,” his aide said.

Joseph nodded, he knew this, but rules were rules and in most cases he had no idea who the people were or why they were in his court room. “Mr. Greyson, please make your claim for Guardianship of the unborn child.”

“Thank-you Judge. My Client is claiming Guardianship to his child inside his ex-boyfriend because he does not believe that Mr. Potter has the Morals or the resources to raise his child to the standard that it deserves.”

Joseph stared at the pair, the smug grin on Malfoy’s face; it took some grit to threaten the morals of Harry Potter, the man who had saved the wizarding world. “Professor Snape.”

The tall man stood up, looking just as scary as he had in that first potion’s lesson. “Mr. Daveson I am here to show you how Harry Potter is the wronged party and how he not only has the monetary means to raise his son but also the emotional means. Mr. Potter does not deserve Guardianship of this child because Mr. Malfoy does not, this is his son that he already loves and treasures, that it why he should be allowed to raise him.”

Joseph nodded and turned to Greyson, “Please present your evidence Mr. Greyson.”

“My Client was Mr. Potter’s first lover and they were together for four years when, for unknown reasons to my Client, Mr. Potter broke up with him, moving into Severus Snape’s quarters the next day. Less than two weeks later it was well known that the pair was a couple and have even been heard to refer to it as their baby. What sort morals does a person have when they have an affair after four years in a relationship?”

“That is very interesting Mr. Greyson, but let me ask you a question. If your client is so sure that Mr. Potter was having an affair while they were dating then how can he be sure that the child is his?”

“The man Mr. Potter was having his affair with was my Client’s godfather, my client knows that time spent as a spy during both of He-who-shall-not-be-named’s reigns has made it so that he may not give birth to a child without many potions and Mr. Potter’s child is natural in every way.”

“Thank-you Mr. Greyson, Mr. Snape do you have anything to say on the matter?” Joseph asked, he didn’t run his court as traditionally as some of his older peers had done but he preferred it to be at least a little bit informal. He got a better feel for the people in his court that way.

“As Mr. Greyson said, I was a spy during both of Voldemort’s reigns and torture at his hands did lower my sperm count to a point where I would need a potion to impregnate a man or a woman without a one in a million chance. But it does not matter as I did not sleep with Mr. Potter until two weeks after he had left Mr. Malfoy, two weeks after he first found out that he was pregnant and two weeks after he found his unfaithful boyfriend having sex with his friend.”

“That’s a lie,” Malfoy said smugly as he stood up, “I have never cheated on Harry while we were a couple.”

“Would you admit to that under Veritaserum?” The Professor asked calmly, Joseph smiled as the blonde sat down smartly. “As I can not force Mr. Malfoy to take Veritaserum and in his condition Mr. Potter will not be taking any potions that I haven’t allowed him to take, Veritaserum being one. I volunteer to take the truth serum and prove that Mr. Potter and I were not sleeping together until after he had left Mr. Malfoy.”

Joseph nodded and motioned to his aid, the young witch left the court room to return a few seconds later with a small bottle. “Three drops,” he ordered and motioned to the Potion’s Master. “I request silence in the court, anyone who asks the Professor a question while he is under the Veritaserum will automatically be fined 500 Galleons and spend three days in Azkaban.” Joseph smiled as it went so quiet you could have heard a heart break.

Professor Snape opened his mouth and allowed the drug to be administered, a few seconds later and his mouth went slack. 

“What is your full name?” Joseph asked.

“Severus Cyras Snape.”

“What is you age in full years?” He asked, he had learnt his lesson the first time, when the poor man had tried to answer to the second.

“Forty-three full years.”

“What is the official title of your current job?” He remembered asking a woman that and getting every nickname you could think of for her job.

“Potions’ Master and Head of Slytherin at Hogwarts.”

“When did you first sleep with Harry Potter, the man sat on your left?”

“November fifth 1999, 11:31 PM 25 Seconds, Greenwich mean time.”

Joseph looked at Potter in shock, “As you know Severus was a spy in the war, he was also one of my trainers and sometimes we partnered on missions. November fifth was actually the first time I realised I was in love with him, we got trapped in a muggle neighbourhood and had to spend the day in a small cellar. He promised me we would survive and slept in the same bed as me because he knew that I could no longer sleep alone and keep Voldemort from my mind. You need to ask a more specific question. Severus what was the date that you and I first had intercourse?”

“January 16th 2004.”

“May I ask him some more questions Judge?” Mr. Potter asked.

“Of course.”

“When date did I break up with Draco? The last time,” he had to clarify.

“January 3rd 2004.”

“Mr. Potter, may I ask you why you qualified the last time?”

“Of course Judge, Draco and I never had a particularly smooth running relationship. We broke up seven times in our four years together; normally we would get back together within a day or two.”

Joseph nodded; he supposed it happened in a lot of relationships when the two men or even boys in question were so different. “And why was it different this time?”

“I had just found out I was pregnant, I returned to my office to finish some marking and wait for Draco to take me to lunch. I walked in to see Draco leaning over my desk while he was being fucked by Ron-”

“Ron?”

“Ronald Weasley, he used to be my best friend. I saw them fucking on my desk, shouted at them and then went down to the dungeons. Severus found me there and made me explain, once he realised what had happened he had a house elf move me into his spare room.”

“Thank-you, Mr. Potter. Mr. Snape is that what happened?”

“Yes I found him in the dungeons and offered him a place to stay; he told me the rest of the story.”

“When was the first time you had sex with Harry Potter?”

“January 16th 2004, about ten minutes after our first kiss, after I had convinced him that I really wanted him.” Harry smiled the potion was already starting to wear off the strong willed Potion’s master.

“Did you sleep with or have anything to do with Harry Potter while he was dating Draco Malfoy that could be classed as a sexual affair?”

“No.”

“Yes thank-you Mr. Snape, please administer the antidote to Mr. Snape.” His assistant administrated the antidote. Joseph waited for the antidote take affect then continued speaking, “Well Mr. Greyson, as Mr. Snape has testified he was not sleeping or having any sort of sexual relationship with Mr. Potter before the final break up with Mr. Malfoy, we will have to dismiss that charge. If anything, his testimony points towards your client as the one with the lack of morals and the on having an affair.”

“I protest Judge, Snape is only going off what Potter told him, Potter could have been lying.”

Joseph stared at the foul man, “First of all Mr. Greyson you will refer to them as Mr. Snape and Mr. Potter and secondly we could clear that up of your client would be willing to take a truth serum.”

“My client is allergic to Veritaserum, we are still claiming guardianship of the child on the grounds that Mr. Potter doesn’t have the resources to raise a child.”

“Mr. Snape?” Joseph asked.

“I have here the values of the gold in Mr. Potter’s vaults, as well as the numerous buildings he owns, as well as the contract he has with Hogwarts.”

Joseph waited patiently while his assistant handed on the Professor’s folders to Mr. Greyson and the other was given to him. He opened the folder and felt his eyes widen. Mr. Potter had four vaults, three of them with over a million Galleons in them and the last with only a few hundred.

“B..b..but the vault you always went to was nearly empty,” Mr. Malfoy stuttered out.

Joseph assumed that Mr. Malfoy meant the vault with only a few hundred Galleons in. he looked over saw Mr. Potter smile, really more of a smirk. “That was my own private vault, the one that my parents set up when I was born. It is nearly empty and in a few months when my son is born I will transfer over some more Galleons and give it to him. Draco you know that I am a Potter, the Potter family is almost as old as yours did you think we were poor?” 

Mr. Malfoy just stared at him in confusion. Joseph had to bit his lip to stop himself laughing.

“Never mind that with Sirius’ name being cleared and his death, I inherited the remains of the Black family fortune and Sirius’ own vault which contained the money from the ministry for wrongful imprisonment.”

“Why do you work with those horrible children then?” Mr. Malfoy demanded. Harry frowned, Draco had always hated him working at Hogwarts and in more than one argument he had demanded to know why Harry couldn’t live off the Malfoy fortune like he did and do very little work as a ministry official.

“Because I like it,” Mr. Potter said simply.

“Money isn’t the only resource needed to raise a child,” Mr. Greyson said snidely, “A man who was raised by people who hated him and lived in a cupboard for the first eleven years of his life hardly qualifies as a person to raise a child.”

“May I speak Judge?”

“Of course Mr. Potter.”

“Mr. Greyson is of course correct. I was raised by people who didn’t like me and my first bedroom was a cupboard under the stairs but it wasn’t for the first eleven years, it was from ages one to eleven. For my first fifteen months I was raised by people who loved me, who were willing to give their life for me. I may only remember them in my dreams but I have been told about them. I also have many friends, including Ronald’s brothers and mother who are more than willing to help me raise my son. 

“Then there is of course Severus, Draco’s godfather, who helped with the raising of Draco. I have the means, monetary and otherwise to raise this child Judge, I know it in my heart.”

Joseph looked at the passionate young man, seeing him reach back for and find Professor Snape’s hand, about half way through his little speech. He believed the young man and could see in those expressive green eyes that he really, truly meant it. 

“I believe you Mr. Potter and in the case of Potter versus Malfoy over guardianship of the unborn child being carried by Harry Potter, I am awarding guardianship to Mr. Potter. Mr. Potter has proved that the charges you brought against him are false and it seems that it is you Mr. Malfoy who has a lack of morals. 

“As you are so determined that the child is yours Mr. Malfoy, even if you insist he was having an affair. I will ask for a parental test at birth, as long as the second father is you, Mr. Malfoy, you will have supervised access to your son for one Saturday every six weeks. If it isn’t you then you have no rights anyway.”

Mr. Greyson looked very pale, while the blonde next to him looked like he was about to explode, they had bother obviously expected to come, have the Malfoy name speak for itself and walk away with an heir. Where as Professor Snape and Mr. Potter were hugging each tight, obviously pleased with the verdict.

+++

Harry trusted Severus as they walked into the nursery; he had been banned from the room since they had finished the painting. His older lover had explained it was because the nursery was his treat for Harry and their son. So far his lover had spent far too many hours decorating it, making him feel slightly jealous of the room.

“Can I look yet?” he moaned in complaint, sure that Severus was just leading him round in circles for the fun of it.

“Now you can,” Severus replied and removed his hands.

Harry slowly opened his eyes and gasped, he had known it was painted a light grass green and pale blue, as he had helped do it but he hadn’t understood the colouring until now. The grass green had become Grass and the blue become sky, the entire room was a huge mosaic designed to make it look like you were outside.

“It’s beautiful; I had no idea you could paint.”

“I haven’t done it in years but I thought our son deserved a room that looked like the outdoors even if he is underground.”

“I love it,” Harry told his lover as he took in more details. The crib Severus had bought stood in on corner with a mobile hanging above it, small wooden magical creatures hanging off it.

“I’m glad. I hope that our son likes it too.”

“I’m sure he will, Severus.”

“Good now I know a certain pregnant wizard who deserves some attention,” Severus said and pulled Harry to him, taking control of the younger man’s mouth, thoroughly tasting it before scooping the smaller wizard into his arms and carrying him into their bedroom.

+++

Harry lay in their bed, trying to work out where Severus was, it was the fifth night in a row that he had woken in the early hours of the morning to find his lover gone from their bed. At seven months their son was starting to make his presence known and toilet trips were practically becoming hourly things. The first night he had assumed that Severus had got restless as he often did and gone off to continue his potion research. Harry knew that Severus had stopped patrolling after midnight when Harry had moved in.

But unlike in the past Severus hadn’t told him of any experiments. Harry may not understand most of the technical potions jargon but he made a good sounding board. Harry levered himself out of bed, he may only be seven months but he looked like he had swallowed a bowling ball. He was skinny to start off with and the male body was not built to carry a child so he needed a bit of help.

He pulled on his dressing gown and slippers, knowing that their dungeon rooms were always cold and if Severus knew he was walking around in only his Pyjamas, well he would spend the rest of his weekend in bed with more blankets than a third world country. 

He frowned when he didn’t find Severus in his lab or any of the other dungeon rooms that were classed as theirs and in the end had to resort to the Marauders map to find him. He was surprised to see that Severus was in the library and pulled his winter cloak on over his dressing gown to make the trek up there.

He found his lover, dozing in a back corner of the library piles of books around him. All of them seemed to be about male child birth, looking after babies or child raising. He smiled at the scene, it reminded him that no matter how confident Severus seemed he was human and humans got scared too.

“Come on Severus, bed time for Potion Masters,” he said softly as he got a hand under on of his lover’s elbows.

“Harry?” The older man mumbled.

“Yep, come on Severus, on your feet and back to bed.”

The other wizard climbed to his feet, “I was researching,” the older wizard told him sleepily.

“I could see that.”

“I wanted to be prepared; I want to be a good father.”

Harry smiled to himself, “You are going to be the best dad in the world Severus,” he assured his lover as they entered the dungeons.

“Really?” Severus asked, he sounded surprised, like it had never occurred to him he could be a good father.

“Really,” Harry confirmed.

“Oh good.”

Harry chuckled and led the still dosing man back to their bed. He stripped them back to their sleeping clothes and climbed into bed, wrapping himself conformable around the taller man.

“I’ll really be a good father?” Severus asked Harry just as he was dropping back to sleep.

“The best Severus, go to sleep,” he replied with a chuckle, a few seconds later he felt the rhythmic breathing against the side of his neck and sighed as he fell back into his much needed sleep.

+++

Harry woke at the sharp pain in his abdomen. He let out a groan as he rolled over, elbowing Severus in stomach.

“Harry,” Severus groaned in complaint.

“Severus I think I may be in labour.”

If he hadn’t been in serious pain Harry would have found a naked Severus Snape running around the room panicking amusing, but as all he wanted to do was get to the hospital wing where the pain killers were, it was just annoying.

“Severus calm down. Pull on a robe. Help me get mine on and get me to the painkillers.”

The older wizard glared at him for a few seconds then busied himself getting them both into clothes before helping Harry to his feet. The pair made their way slowly to the hospital wing, Severus trying to assure his lover that everything would be all right.

They had reached the correct floor when Harry had had enough, “Severus I love you but if you don’t shut up I’m going to hex you. I know everything will be fine but I will hex you if you don’t return to your normal snarky self,” he growled at the older man.

Severus stared at him then swung the smaller man into his arms and strode towards the hospital wing.

“Why didn’t you do that before?” Harry demanded, clenching Severus’ shoulder hard as another contraction hit him.

“Because I was being caring rather than my normal snarky self,” Severus growled and Harry realised he had hurt his lover’s feelings.

He reached up a hand and touched Severus’ face, “Severus I love you, no matter what I say I love you and now I just need you to be you. I need you snarky and in charge, I don’t need you coddling me.”

“I love you,” Severus said as he kicked open the door to the hospital wing, “Poppy,” he shouted. He lay Harry on a bed, searching Poppy’s cupboards for a painkiller safe for a pregnant man while yelling for Poppy.

+++

Poppy Pomfrey had woken up in the middle of the night many times over the years by Severus Snape, but normally it was because he was a patient, he wasn’t going through her cupboards like a mad man.

“Severus, get out of there, what is going on?” she asked as she fastened her dressing gown tightly and put on her glasses.

“Harry is in pain, I’m looking for a potion that is safe for him.”

“Severus is something wrong with Harry?”

“Of course there is, he’s in pain,” Severus said melodramatically.

Poppy sighed and scrubbed her eyes, “Why is Harry in pain?” she asked patiently.

“He’s having a baby,” he said as if it should be obvious.

“I know he is but that....” Poppy trailed off as she heard a pained call of Severus’ name, “He’s having the baby now?” she asked with wide eyes.

“Yes.”

Poppy shooed him out of her office, “Go and sit with Harry, give him this,” she said, plucking a red potion from a basket on her desk, “And count how long between contractions.”

Severus nodded and vanished. Poppy transfigured her night clothes to a clean robe and picked up the basket she had taken the red potion from. She had known that the birth would be soon and had already placed all the potions she would need in the basket.

Going into her ward she found Severus sitting on one of her beds with Harry between his legs, both sets of hands on Harry’s bare abdomen where she could see the birth canal was already starting to form. She immediately went to work, pouring potions on the birth canal and onto her own hands to make sure everything was sterile and would stay that way. Male pregnancies were so risky because the birth canal could easily become infected as it healed.

“How often are the contractions Severus?”

“About eight minutes apart I think,” the Potions master replied. Poppy could tell from his answer how emotionally upset the older wizard was, the older wizard was anal retentive most of the time.

“Okay, Harry I’m going to put this potion on you, it will hurt slightly although the potion should stop most of the pain. It will speed up the process of the birthing, allowing your birth canal to form within minutes rather than hours. The magical stress of hours of labour is....”

“Not good,” Harry interrupted, “Poppy I read the books you gave me, we have potions to quicken it up because after nine months of supporting the child, most male wizards don’t have the reserves to last the birth.”

Poppy nodded, it was sometimes still hard to think of Harry as an adult rather than the student who was normally slightly clueless.

“But before you do it you should fire call Judge Daveson at 14 Jubilee Close and get him here so he can verify everything.”

Poppy nodded, knowing Harry’s vast amounts of magic could last that long, she knew he would survive a fully natural birth but saw no reason for him to go through that when there was a safe, easier way. 

Poppy went into her office to use the fire, “14 Jubilee Close,” she called throwing a handful of powder into the fire and sticking her head through. She felt the magical buzz on her skin as she disturbed the wards, letting the owner know that there was someone in their fireplace. It took nearly a minute for a middle aged wizard in a purple bathrobe to appear.

“Yes? May I help you?”

“Are you Judge Daveson?”

“I am.”

Poppy nodded, “I am Poppy Pomfrey, the Medi-witch at Hogwarts, my patient Mr. Potter has just gone into labour and is requesting you presence.”

That seemed to wake the sleepy man up, “Of course, can I floo to your office?”

“Yes, the password is Thurlow.”

“I will wake my clerk and we will be there in a few minutes.”

“We will see you soon,” Poppy replied and pulled her head out of the fire so she could return to her patient.

“Is he coming?” Severus asked as she approached.

“Yes with his clerk in a few minutes, I’ll give you the potion now,” she said speaking to Harry. “He should be here for the birth.”

Harry nodded up and down and opened his mouth so she could pour the potion down his throat. The young wizard grimaced but obediently swallowed the potion.

Poppy cast the monitoring spells and watched as the hole in Harry’s abdomen quickly opened, getting wider and wider. The hole was approximately six centimetres across when she heard the floo activating and a few seconds later Judge Daveson and young man of about twenty appeared in the ward.

“Glad you could make it Judge,” Severus said.

“It’s a pleasure, is Mr. Potter all right?” He asked and Poppy noticed he looked a tinge green.

“Harry is fine, the pregnancy is progressing normally, why don’t you sit down, I don’t need two patients.”

The Judge nodded and his ever efficient clerk quickly got him a chair, “Thank-you, Philip. I have never seen a male pregnancy before. It rather reminds me of a muggle film the wife dragged me to called Aliens.”

“My baby isn’t an alien,” Harry said in a panicked voice, his vitals spiking dangerously. Poppy heard the Potion’s Master growl and concentrated on Harry, letting Severus deal with the idiot.

“Harry our baby is not an alien, he is a perfectly normal baby son who is perfect. And you, please be quiet, any more talk of aliens and I will see what potions work well with Judge Parts.”

Poppy heard the Judge’s clerk’s squeak of fear and smirked; only Severus could inspire such terror without raising his voice.

Harry had started whimpering, thrashing his head from side to side but the rest of him was immobilised by Severus. She continued monitoring the spells, waiting until the correct moment to literally reach in and pull the baby out, all the while Severus whispered in the young wizard’s ear trying to keep his lover calm.

Finally the hole was at optimum size, there were only minutes before it started to close again. This was the downside of the potion, it quickened up the entire birthing process including the close of the birth canal. Meaning she had to get the baby out quick.

“It’s time Harry.”

“Do it,” he muttered and then took a fold of Severus’ night robe between his teeth.

Poppy nodded and reached in, thanking Merlin that the baby had moved into the correct position for birthing through the canal. One hand slid down his back, fingers sliding into the small armpits and the other had down his front to slide between small legs and around small buttocks.

“One, two, three,” she said and on three gently removed the baby. All five of them gave a sigh of relief as she laid the small child on Harry’s chest. She removed a large green bottle and wash cloth from her basket. Even as the birth canal was starting to close up, Poppy was washing the protective layer of mucus from the baby’s face and mouth. It took a few goes before he took in his first breath and let out a small cry.

The grins from both Harry and Severus could have lit a city as she used one of the last potions in her basket to dissolve the umbilical cord, sanitising it as the closing of the birth canal finished now that the child was safely removed fully from the father’s body. 

“Congratulations gentlemen you have a son, ten toes and ten fingers,” she told them as she picked the small whimpering child up and carefully wrapped him in a charmed blanket. The blanket had warming and monitoring charms on it, designed to keep the small child safe through its first few hours. Babies born of a male father tended to be approximately seventy percent the size of a normal child and the first few days were even more dangerous. Fortunately they tended to be better developed than the average baby.

Harry took the small child from her and she couldn’t help but smile even wider when the minutes old baby nuzzled into Harry’s chest, knowing his birth father. It took only a few seconds for the baby to find a nipple and start suckling, making Harry gasp as the first drops of milk were suckled from him.

“What are you going to call him?” The Judge asked as he approached the bed, leaving Poppy to make sure that Harry’s birth canal closed correctly.

+++

Harry looked up from where his son was suckling his nipple, drawing those vital antibiotics from him, to the Judge who was looking at him with wide amused eyes. He looked back at Severus for conformation before speaking, “Salvatore Shayne Potter-Snape.”

“A very strong name, now may we take a sample to take a paternity test?”

Harry nodded and carefully unwrapped his son far enough to reveal one plump leg, the judge himself stepped forward with the stick to take a magical and DNA sample. “Do you have the test Philip?”

The clerk rushed forward with a sheet of parchment, the standard paternity test sheet that the Judge had already filled in with samples from the three of them. Harry watched the Judge put the stick on the parchment.

“This will take a few seconds,” Judge Daveson said.

Harry watched as the words formed, he knew that the child had to be Draco’s because he hadn’t slept with Severus until he was already pregnant but there was a really small part of him that hoped beyond hope that Severus’ name appeared. He shut his eyes unable to watch, unable to watch as his son was condemned to be the son of that Ferret.

“Congratulations Mr. Snape, you are a father.”

Epilogue

Severus held his two month old son to his chest as the small boy suckled on his finger, blinking at him with those deep black eyes with emerald flecks, a mixture of both of their eyes. It still amazed him that Sal was really his. It had been Poppy who had worked it out, had found evidence in the past of a male births rejecting the other father and taking a new second donor.

It had explained Harry’s need for Severus to fuck him and the two week delay in their son’s development; he had been changing from a Malfoy to a Snape. Strong arms surrounded his waist and then Harry was beside them, “Come back to bed love, he’ll still be there in the morning,” Harry told him.

Severus chuckled and passed his son to his lover, “I think he may be hungry.”

Harry sighed but took the child and let him attach himself to a nipple, at first it had been awkward to let their son feed but now it was nothing. Severus took his lover’s position, standing behind the other man with his hands around the narrow waist and resting his chin on Harry’s shoulder, watching their son feed. 

He couldn’t believe that after so many years he finally had a family, that he was finally happy.

THE END