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The 'Normal' Life of Harry Potter	By : darkpyroangel06 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31808 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I�m not making any money off of this. I don�t own Harry Potter. Wish I did. Then we�d see a little more HPSS action. Oh yeah...
Note: This is an AU fic. And I don�t care what happened in HBP. I started writing it before, and even though a lot happened in that book this fic isn�t changing. You no like it? Don�t read. Also, this is a yaoi fic which means it has guy on guy action. You no like? You no read! It�s really that simple. It�s also a vampire fic because I have this obsession with vampires. Again, you no like? You no read it! Anything else? It�s a big AU. There�s no way (even if for some reason Harry and Sev did get together in the real books) that they would be vampires and that they�d act the way they do here. Sorry for killing their characters but I have warned you... -dpa06-
-Chapter Fourteen-
~four months~
�You bastard! How could you! You knew, you knew I wanted that!� A pillow went flying through the air.
�Be reasonable! How could I have known you liked-?�
�Because I said so!� A hairbrush was next.
�That�s not good enough. I have rights here too. And I- Hey! Watch it!� Severus yelled, ducking the lamp that was aimed at his head. �I insist that you stop this at once, Harry!�
�Oh! You insist! Well let me just drop everything and hurry to do what you want. What about me Sev? I wanted the last of the Mint Pistachio Ice Cream!� He threw another pillow across the dining room table at his sire.
�This is ridiculous! All this over ice cream! I�ll go get you some more!�
Harry held a porcelain figurine above his head, poised to throw it. �You promise?�
�For the love of Merlin, yes! Just stop shouting at me and throwing things at me! You�re acting like a bloody woman!�
�I... You... I... You don�t love me anymore!� Harry wailed, dropping the figurine and running upstairs to their bedroom where he promptly locked the door and fell on the bed crying.
Severus stared at the disaster that had once been their dining room. Three days ago, three days ago, Severus had indulged himself and had the last four scoops of Mint Pistachio Ice Cream with chocolate syrup as a midnight snack after feeding Harry. How was he to know that that one small act would turn into this? Overturned chairs, three missing candles from the candelabra sitting in the middle of the table, six small pillows from the couches in the living room littered the dining room, two porcelain statues lay broken (one had been thrown at him, one Harry had just dropped), and a soapy cast-iron pan lay on the floor, a puddle of water surrounding it.
He�d been doing the dishes when a pillow hit the back of his head. And that�s when it all started. Now... He sighed. Now Harry was upstairs crying and thought he wasn�t loved anymore. �Damn hormones,� he growled. He set the room back with a flick of his wand and mended the statues. The lost candles went zooming back to their spots, and the pot and water disappeared from the floor. �Now to set Harry straight. Well, maybe not straight, but definitely to rights. Four months down, seven more to go,� he muttered, heading up the stairs.
~five months~
�Yes... Yes... Of course... Well that�s to be expected... No... Maybe... Definitely not! How could you-... Well, okay I could see that... He did? Well that�s... Yes... Right away. I�ll just pack my bag and come over.�
The fire went back to its normal colour and Severus Potter-Snape backed away from it. Good, he�s coming. Maybe he�ll know what to do. About twenty minutes later, Healer Kevin stepped through the fireplace and into the living room of the Potter-Snapes. �Hello Kevin. Thank-you for coming on such short notice. I just... I can�t put up with these hormones all the bloody time. It�s just getting to be ridiculous!�
�It�s okay. Just show me to him.�
�About that...� Severus trailed off as they neared the bedroom door. �I can�t get in. He locked the door.�
�Alohomora it.�
�I tried. And every other unlocking spell I can think of. His magic is being very stubborn on this one.�
�Pregnancy tends to do that to some. What set this tantrum off?�
�We were... feeding. And it was no big deal; all routine like. And then he fell asleep. As soon as he did, I got up to get some blood packets to feed myself. He feeds so often now... But when my hand touched the doorknob, he sat up in bed and started yelling at me. Accused me of leaving him to cheat with someone else now that he�s �fat and unwanted�, and that if that was how it was going to be then I could just leave and not come back. So he used his magic to shove me out the door and locked it. I tried to get back in, but gave up after a few minutes. I drank three packets and went to try and talk some sense into him. And you see how well that�s gone,� Severus explained.
�Okay. Okay then,� Kevin said, nodding slightly. �Don�t say a word. Be totally silent and stay out of sight, no matter what.� He went silent for a few moments, and then knocked on the door softly. A growl was his answer. �Harry? It�s me, Healer Kevin. May I come in and talk with you?�
�Is Snape with you?�
�You mean Mr. Potter-Snape?�
�No. Snape. Sev wouldn�t leave me. Is the arse there with you?�
�No Harry... Snape�s not here. May I come in?� It was silent, and then a few feint clicking noises came to signify the locking charms were being taken down. Kevin motioned for Severus to stay outside the room and out of sight, then he slipped inside quickly. As soon as he shut the door, the charms went up again. �How are you doing Harry?�
�Just peachy. I wake up to find my supposed husband leaving me to go cheat on me with someone else as soon as I fall asleep. Well, just because I�m fat and ugly now doesn�t mean he can forget what this means.� He held up his left hand where the silver band sat. �He can just go sleep somewhere else, with whomever he wants, if he�s going to play those games. Because I�m not sharing my bed with some two-timing, back stabbing-�
�I understand Harry. May I check you over? Stress could hurt the baby.�
�Oh! Of course, I don�t want anything happening to my baby.� Harry lay back and was silent throughout the check up.
�Everything�s fine, but I would like for you to calm down. Talk to me. How�s the morning sickness coming along?�
�It�s not as bad, and it�s not every day now. It likes ice cream, any flavour really, caramel sauce and strawberries and chocolate chips with whip cream. Sev won�t let me eat it often though so I have to sneak down to the kitchen when he�s sleeping and steal some.�
�Really? Don�t you worry about what Severus will think if he were to wake up and find you gone when you should be next to him sleeping?�
�No. He knows where I am. He knows I�d have gotten up to get something to eat. He knows I love him and wouldn�t do anything like that.�
�Are you sure about that? I mean, you�re doing the same thing to him, Harry. Maybe he was just going to get some blood packets? You had just fed off of him.� Harry�s eyes flashed for a moment, and then he thought about it. �Or maybe he was going to get you something since he knows you like midnight snacks?� Harry�s face fell from a tight, mad one to one that looked like he was about to burst into tears. �See? He�s not cheating on you at all.�
�You�re right!� Harry wailed, throwing himself at Healer Kevin. �I�m such a ponce! How could he even want me still?! I�m so fat and ugly and horribly mean to him! I throw things at him. Did he tell you? Last month he ate the last of the ice cream and I threw pillows and statues at him! Oh Sev!� Harry cried, jumping off the bed and running to the door. Throwing it open, he launched himself at Severus, dry sobbing since he would let no tears fall. �I�m so sorry! Please don�t leave me! I promise to be good and stop yelling at you! Really I do!�
�It�s okay Harry,� Severus soothed, rubbing circles on the younger man�s back. �I�m not going anywhere. I love you and only you. Hear me? Only. You.�
~six months~
�I want you Sev,� Harry whispered, wrapping his hands around Severus� waist from behind while the man stood over a cauldron. �Come on. Let�s go to bed.�
�I just got here not two hours ago. This is a delicate potion that I need to finish now. What with school having started, I have less time for things like this.�
Harry huffed. �And less time for me. Fine then. I�ll go to bed by myself.� He whirled away and went to bed.
The words weren�t lost on Severus though. Go ahead, he thought. Surely you can tuck yourself in and- Oh sweet Merlin you better not being doing what I think you are. But the more he tried not to think about it, the more the pictures played in his mind. Damn it! he cursed mentally. He�d added three tablespoons instead of three teaspoons. The potion�s ruined. Well, I�m not wasting the rest of the night. He quickly cleaned up the botched potion and the area surrounding it and nearly flew up the stairs.
When he entered his bedroom, he saw his husband arching his back off the bed with his hand wrapped around his thick shaft, pumping it mercilessly. Severus stood stock still and watched, unable to move or tear his eyes away. Not that he wanted to. Harry came moments later, calling out Severus� name. A wandless spell had the sheets clean before he pulled his pants back up and he turned his back to the door, rolling over toward where Severus should be. That was it. Harry was going to sleep now. Over my dead body, Severus mentally snarled. He threw his robes off with lightning speed and pounced on his husband. �And what do you think you�re doing, Mr. Potter-Snape?�
�Going to sleep, Mr. Potter-Snape. Some of us are pregnant and need our sleep.�
�Well, that�s just too bad then isn�t it? Because I plan on spending the next three hours at least finding all of your delightfully sensitive spots and exploring them quite nicely. Then I�m going to suckle that spot behind your ear. You know, this one.� He took a moment to demonstrate. Harry began to keen. �And then I�m going to kiss, lick, and nip my way all the way down your delectable body to your toes and count them one... by... one. After that, I think I�ll work my way back up to this,� he whispered huskily, laying one palm over Harry�s one more hard cock. Harry shivered in anticipation. �And then I�ll-�
�Less talk,� Harry breathed. �More doing.�
~seven months~
�After adding four newts� tails, crush the Hungarian Wasps� wings into a delicate powder and-� Severus was interrupted by a large, loud yawn. With a scowl he turned to his husband. �Terribly sorry. Did I interrupt your yawn fest?�
�Hmm? Oh! No. Go ahead. I was just-� yawn �listening to what you were saying.�
�You listening is irrelevant. I am reading to our child since you want it to have a love of potions. I might as well get started early since it will no doubt carry some of your genes. And Merlin forbid it come out with your potions skills. We�ll all be doomed then.�
�Watch it, Mr. Potter-Snape, or you�ll be sleeping alone tonight.�
�And you really think you�ll be able to sleep anywhere but in this bed? You�ve never slept elsewhere in this castle besides Gryffindor dorms.�
�Who said I was leaving the bed? You�ll be sleeping on the couch with one more wrong word.�
Severus closed the book, making sure to place his page marker where it belonged. �Really?� he asked, one eyebrow arched. �And how, pray tell, do you plan on making me leave when you can�t talk?�
�I can speak just-�
�Silencio.�
Harry�s mouth kept moving but no sound came out. When he realized this, his mouth dropped open in shock. Mere moments later, it snapped shut again while a fire blazed in his eyes. He moved from the bed to grab some parchment and a quill to write a note to his �beloved�. Since you don�t want me opening my mouth, it read, I guess there isn�t anything else for me to do tonight except to go to sleep. Good night. He handed the parchment to Sev and then lay down on the bed with his back to his sire.
Severus read the paper, eyes growing wider every few words. After he was done, he glared at his childe�s back. Moving silently, he tried to coax his lover into responding. But Harry was adamant about doing nothing more than sleeping so Sev gave in.
Later that night, long after both had fallen asleep, Harry awoke and slowly looked at his sire. Sleeping soundly, he was unaware of the attack that was being planned. Wordlessly, for the silencio was still in effect, Harry mentally spelled Severus� pants away and moved between his slightly spread legs. Noiselessly, because of the charm, he took half his husband�s length into his mouth, using his tongue to liberally coat it to make it smooth. Then he began to suck lightly, not wanting Sev to wake just yet or to wake quickly.
His light movements on half his husband�s cock became a little harder as he took more and more into his mouth. When it hit the back of his throat, he swallowed once and then froze to see Sev�s reaction. A light moan. Harry did it again. Sev was slowly waking up, but he still had no clue. Harry swallowed hard, taking as much as he could. That woke Severus up. He groaned, his eyes flying open to see his husband between his legs, his mouth wrapped around his cock. �Oh sweet Merlin!�
Harry swallowed once more, and then left. He was standing at the foot of the bed on the floor before Sev even knew what hit him. After a second or two of trying to figure out what happened, Severus sat up and looked at his childe standing at the foot of the bed with arms crossed over his chest. �What�? Why did you stop?�
Harry opened his mouth and pointed one finger at it. Severus cancelled the spell immediately. �Apparently,� Harry began, �my mouth wasn�t of any use to you so you made sure I couldn�t use it to talk. Well, if it wasn�t of any use then it�s not now. If you�ll excuse me, I�m going to get a midnight snack.� He turned and walked out of the room.
Severus sat on the bed, staring with eyes wide and mouth open. �That� little� brat,� he murmured, finding another set of sleeping pants and putting them on. Then he stalked out the room, down the hall and stairs, and into the kitchen to find Harry eating� something that�s not to be described. �You think that you can wake me up like that, do those things, and then leave me? With this?� Severus� raging hard-on was in plain view for Harry to see through his sire�s trousers. �I don�t think so. Come here.�
�Can�t. Eating.�
�I think I can find a better use for this kitchen table,� Severus said in a mock growl, stalking his childe. And he did. And Harry forgot all about his indescribable sandwich and chips.
~eight months~
Winter holidays had started. Harry and Severus sat in front of the fire in the living room quietly.
�Not now, Sev,� Harry said, pushing his sire�s hand away from his huge stomach.
�What�s wrong?� Severus asked, immediately on alert.
�What�s wrong? I�ll tell ya what�s wrong. I can�t see my feet anymore, that�s what�s wrong! I�m as big as one of your cauldrons, my back and feet hurt like Hell, and I bet they�re swollen. I can�t tell though because my stomach�s too fucking big!� He lay his head back and closed his eyes in the chair he was sitting in.
Severus gave an inaudible sigh. Harry was getting moodier and moodier. And they still had four months to go. He winced, hoping the sound didn�t reach Harry�s ears. When his childe said and did nothing, he assumed it didn�t. �Do you want anything, Love? Anything I can do for you?�
�Yeah. Kill me. You�re carrying the next one.� He groaned and rubbed his stomach. �Stop kicking me, you.�
�It�s kicking?�
�Yeah. Has been for weeks now.�
�You didn�t tell me that.�
�Yeah I did. Course, that was right after a feeding. And then you were working on a potion. And then you were talking to someone on a fire call. Guess I should have timed that better. Here, it�s feeling lively today.� He took Sev�s hand and placed it just above his belly button. After a few seconds, a sharp thud hit his palm and he jerked back, looking at Harry with wide eyes. Harry laughed. �Yep, that�s what it feels like every time. It�s all over the place. Now it�s kicking here.� He placed his own hand under his left ribs.
�At least we know it�ll be lively and mischievous. What else was it you wanted in a child?�
�I should have asked for quiet and still,� Harry moaned, laying his head back once again.
Severus placed both hands at different spots on Harry�s stomach to feel the sporadic kicks. He didn�t even notice when Harry fell asleep. He looked up to say something to his mate to see him dead to the world. With a soft smile, he transfigured the chair Harry was into a soft bed and climbed up next to his childe. Instinctively, Harry curled to face his sire, both hands grasping at Severus� robes in his sleep. �Rest my love. You�ve earned it.�
~nine months~
�You need to eat.�
�I�m not hungry.�
�Then feed.�
�I�m not hungry.�
�You need to eat something! You haven�t eaten since last night�s dinner. And you barely touched that! What�s going on Harry? Are you sick? Should I call Kevin over to look at you?�
�I�m fine,� Harry ground out, his fists clenching the chair armrests. �Just leave me alone.�
�No, damn it! I�m supposed to be worried about you. That�s my job as your sire, lover, and husband. Now talk to me.�
�I�m fine.�
�No you�re not! The ring has been getting steadily hotter and hotter. That means you�re in pain. Talk to me. What�s wrong, Love? I�m not mad at you. There�s nothing to be afraid of.�
�But it hurts so much,� Harry whimpered, finally letting his perfect, painless mask fall.
�What does, Harry? What hurts?�
�My stomach. It�s been kicking up a storm or cramping horribly or something since I woke up this morning. Here, feel.� Harry grabbed Severus� hand and held it over his stomach. It was hard, and it convulsed just slightly. �It hurts Sev. Make it stop.�
�Oh. Sweet. Merlin. Harry, those aren�t kicks or cramps. Those are contractions. You�re in labour. Come on, I have to get you upstairs and into bed. Accio labour blood packets!� he cried, sending about twenty blood packets into the air to trail behind him as he carried Harry upstairs into their bedroom. �It�s okay Love. You�re going to be fine. I�ll get Kevin and he�ll be here and poof! we�ll have our baby in no time.� He set Harry on the bed and made to go to the fireplace. A hand on his wrist stopped him.
�Sev,� Harry whined. �It�s two months too early. Kevin said I�d be pregnant for eleven months. I�m not supposed to go into labour yet. It�s too soon.�
Sev paled, frozen to the spot. �I�ll get Kevin,� he repeated, now a little shaky in his movements.
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A/N: Cliffie cliffie cliffie! So... whaddya think?! Review review review!
hermione said so: I'm glad you're anxious for more. It means I'm doing my job correctly. Well, stay away from sheep since you've never been kicked by one. They suck, and not in a good way. Oh, that sounded more wrong than I intended it to. Sheep are wretched creatures! The only reason I like sheep is because they taste good! Muah ha ha ha ha ha! Sorry about the sewing thing. I love to quilt.
girlsbyte: Hey! You poked me! *pokes back* So there! LOLz! I updated Wednesday because I was in the hospital Tuesday, as explained in the last A/N. And yes, Severus was great in the last chapter for threatening the bondsman. I loved writing that part. And yes, he's a moron for thinking he could stop Harry Potter and Severus Snape. The loser.
nercomi: Thanks. Severus was so much fun to write in the last chapter. I kinda like him in this chapter too, a little feaked and a little scared. Can't wait to hear what you have to say about this chapter. Thanks for the review.
Thanks everyone! For reading and reviewing. -dpa06-
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