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Diary of the Desperate	By : Premerseahshiko Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4916 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The smell of burnt rubber from the bubbling cauldron filled the stale air and signaled the completion of the healing potion. Severus Snape had once been immune to the smell, but now he had to try to keep from gagging as he ladled the liquid into the labeled and dated vials. After he finished filling the last container and corking it, he placed a hand over the small mound of his stomach in an unconscious gesture of worry for the life held within before withdrawing his hand when he realized what he was doing. He had to remind himself not to get attached.

Five months ago, the father of the fetus had roughly taken his virginity and left after he refused to be bought. The man had returned twice since then but had not looked or asked for Severus again. A small part of Severus had been wounded by the client forgetting him but his logic told Severus it was better this way. Severus knew the father of the fetus was either very, very wealthy or one of the highest officials in the Dark Lord’s army. The last thing Severus needed was a large target on his back in the war.

As for the fetus, Lady Fortune obviously hated Severus to have him conceive a bastard child in a whorehouse after one night of rough sex. At least that the standard potion robes were so loose that they easily hid the small bump. Yet, Severus knew when “Madam” Al finally realized the existence of the fetus, he would probably tell Severus to give it up or toss Severus onto the streets again. Unlike the other whores, Severus did not bring in any great revenue. While he was valuable for his potion skills, he doubted the pimp would want another mouth to feed.

Perhaps giving up the fetus would be for the best anyway. This was no life for a child to grow up in.

There was a knock on the flimsy wooden door as Severus finished cleaning up.

“Come in,” Severus called as he put the pathetic excuse for a cauldron back in its place under the sink.

“I wish you would stop wearing that awful black but your skin finally has a nice healthy glow,” came Madame Al’s chiding as the pimp entered the basement room. “Are the healing potions done?”

“Yes, Madame Al,” Severus replied as he motioned to the new line of healing potions on the middle shelf of the cherry bookshelf.

“Good,” Madame Al stated as he walked to shelf and snagged one of the vials. “Alfred hasn’t moved much since last night and I can’t take the boy to St. Mungo’s. The hospital is overrun because of the war.” Severus nodded when Al glanced his way, but otherwise said nothing. There wasn’t anything to say. “Can you go mind the front of the shop while I comfort him?”

Severus was taken back. He never expected that kind of request. Only Madame Al ran the front of the shop but how could he refuse? “Yes.”

“Thank you, my dear boy,” Madame Al said and suddenly Severus had a vision of his old headmaster in bright red lipstick that smeared into his long beard and Severus had to suppress the laugh that rose in throat as the pimp turned on his heal and left to go comfort the young squib Lord Feriwe had chosen the night before.

Severus left the room a second later and made his way down the long corridor and up the many flights of stairs until he reached the top and walked into the front of the shop where he sat in a plush chair and waited. His time in the front was very boring, the silence disturbed only by some of the other prostitutes coming and going.

Some returned with candy or some other sweet from the new candy shop in Diagon Alley called Kady’s Kitchen that they purchased with tip money and Severus had to bite down the urge to ask for a piece of chocolate that the fetus was making him crave. Others returned empty-handed and depressed, having obviously been ridiculed or molested when they ventured out from Lobio Circle in skin-tight attire. Severus knew the feeling well.

Then the worst thing imaginable happened…

HE came in.

The person who had made it his goal in life to ensure Severus’s misery…

Sirius Black.

His childhood nemesis was obviously living the good life. Black was dressed in a neat and pressed Auror uniform, a profession that Severus had wanted but had been rejected from before he even graduated Hogwarts. How did an insufferable idiot like Black get accepted?

His dark locks brushed into shining glory and falling lushly over his broad and muscled shoulders, both signs that he was well fed. He had on jewelry as well. A gold muggle piercing adorned his left ear and a bonding ring sat on a finger. Black had someone who loved him. Probably the werewolf- Lupin. So why was he in a whorehouse? Not the faithful Gryffindor after all? Then Severus noticed he was carrying some type of papers.

“Can I help you?” Severus asked with as much apathy as possible as he rose to his feet.

“Yes. I am looking for…” Blue eyes suddenly lit in recognition. “Snape?”

Severus did not respond.

“It is you! Merlin, the grease ball of the dungeons is in a whorehouse.” Black threw back his head and erupted into laughter.

“Can I help you?” Severus repeated.

“What do you do? Offer a comparison with the plain, less pretty whores? Fuck the blind ones?”

Severus barely contained his flinch as the door opened again and another person Severus hated entered the shop. James Potter. Lady Fortune really, really hated Severus.

“Sirius, what is taking so long?” Potter demanded as he walked towards his imbecilic companion dressed in the same uniform. He too was wearing a bonding ring and the sight made his heart stop.

Severus wanted to ask if he was married to Lily. Wonderful, sweet Lily Evans. How he missed her.

“Look what I found!” Black exclaimed with glee as he pointed to Severus. “A slimy snake.”

“Snape?” Potter asked as he looked Severus up and down. “What are you doing here?”

Severus was thankfully saved when Madame Al appeared in the shop and came to stand behind Severus. “Is there a problem?”

“Are you Albert Hurelic?” Potter asked.

“Yes,” Madame Al said as he placed a comforting hand on Severus’s left shoulder.

Potter motioned to Black to hand Madame Al the small stack of papers and Madame Al released Severus’s shoulder. “By order of the Ministry of Magic, under the new Citizen Protection Act, I am to inform you that all buildings of sexual perversion in England are now illegal. All current whorehouses are to close by the end of the month or proprietors will face the fine of 100 galleons and/or one year in Azkaban.”

Severus felt like the ground was about to give out on him. His legs were shaking so bad.

“WHAT!” Madame Al thundered. “The Ministry cannot…”

“I assure you, they can,” Black cut him off with a gleeful smile.

“Who signed off on this? The Wizengamot would not allow…”

“Both the Minister of Magic and the Wizengamot have agreed to this new act,” Potter interrupted. Then, Potter continued with a sympathy that confused Severus. “I am sorry, Mr. Hurelic. This is hard news for you and your… people. I would suggest you seek an audience with Dolores Umbridge who headed this program to see if any special housing could be made. I wish you and yours luck in the future.”

The two Aurors then left, leaving behind destruction in the subtle form of black and white.

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Two months later, Severus found himself seven months pregnant and living in the place of his nightmares- the woods. Madame Al had offered to sell Severus to a client like he had all the other whore, but that had fallen through once Severus’s condition was discovered. No one wanted a pregnant whore even if they were pretty or pureblood. As for the father, Madame Al said the client did not respond to the message he had sent. So, Severus tried once a job but was turned down again.

Suddenly, Severus was without shelter and alone. So, he started walking with his small knapsack of valuables and he kept walking until Diagon Alley ended in a small village and then began to become a forest of slender trees.

Severus had always feared the woods. They held all manner of creatures that could kill a wizard- centaurs, giants, snakes, dragons, griffins, hippogriffs, poisonous spiders, hyfrome, giant boars, and werewolves. When he was a child, his mother had given him a book on the dangers found in English forests and the accounts of witches and wizards who ran into these creatures had given him a phobia. The incident in his sixth year with Lupin had simply cemented his fears. But the woods also would be somewhat a safe haven from the war and the woods provided food. Fish, rabbits, berries, and water were especially abundant in the summer.

Thankfully, Severus was able to use magic to construct a small cabin with some furniture and erect protection charms in the first day before the fetus began to interfere with his magic. Now, the baby was draining him dry mentally, physically, and magically with each day.

Thus, Severus was fishing the muggle way with a stick and string as the creature inside him kicked him to pieces when a familiar half-giant entered the area.

TBC
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