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Advances	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 11340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Vignette (2) AN: I really should have posted this yesterday. After all, it was Epilogue Day. But, I didn't. So, here it is now.
Book_addict_89, thanks for enjoying the first part of the vignettes. Here's part two.
Thunderbird, glad you liked Severus. I thought he'd been very patient. If you can imagine what he's had to put up with every time the kids go out! I hadn't intended for the ring to come at the mid point, it was a lucky happenstance. And yes, I had a smile when I wrote it. As for my brother, he's older; so I'm an annoying little sister! SP
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Vignette 2 - … Goddamn
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During the summer of 2003, with three children in tow, Severus and Harry took a month long holiday and visited some foreign climes. Makarie, at that time seven months old, spent most of her time sleeping and smiling happily at the strange sights. Her small fingers had had great fun clutching the white t-shirt of a bright orange haired Japanese teenager who had grinned down at her. His friends had crowded around the family and smiled. Severus, glad that he had cast charms so that they could understand and communicate in any language, spoke to the studious looking youth with the serious face and glinty glasses. Theo and Titus charmed the largest teen and the ginger girl who kept flicking her eyes longingly at the youth being grabbed by Makarie.
Whilst not magical from what Severus could tell, they certainly were not just normal Muggles (or Maguru as they would have called them). There was a certain maturity about the children that impressed him and made him hope his own offspring one day showed themselves to be so sensible. He had hopes for Theo and Titus, but Makarie seemed, even at her young age, to be quite the troublesome flirt.
“Oh, hey,” the thin, tall teenager said, “we were just going to meet some friends. We're going to a really good sushi bar. Want to join us?”
Harry gave Severus a look. He had just become pregnant with their fourth child and was struggling with keeping some foods down. Seeing the desire on the older man's face, he sighed and nodded, letting the four newcomers lead the way.
“What are you all called?”
The girl answered, pointing to each boy in turn, “That's Uryū, this is Chad, I'm Orihime, and this is … Ichigo.” The way she said the final name left neither man in any doubt about her feelings for the boy towering above her.
“He's so protective,” she simpered.
“Well, it is my name.” He looked at the two British men. “Ichigo means protector. And my middle name is Yuki, which means lucky. So that makes me a lucky protector! And sometimes I need it!” His face beamed, and then closed as though he realised he had said more than he should have done.
Ichigo and his friends were right, the sushi bar was excellent. Harry had stuffed himself and thoroughly enjoyed it. The children had loved picking up the small chunks of food and trying the different combinations. Watching Theo's face as he had tried wasabi had made them all laugh. Right then, Harry resolved to come back at regular intervals to get his sushi fix.
***
Back in their hotel, Harry had wrestled Makarie to sleep and was cuddling with Theo and Titus on the double bed.
“Yuki?” Severus asked. “What do you think of it?”
“I liked the name Ichigo,” Harry countered, “But all of their middle names mean 'Luck' or 'Lucky' so Yuki makes more sense for our next son.”
“Is this one going to be a son?” Severus asked.
“No idea. You know my Fluffy Half keeps that stuff from me, because I ask him to. Fen could probably tell you, but he's not due out of Azkaban until 2007! by which point we will definitely already know the gender of this one. And probably the one after too, if we carry on like this!”
***
Coming back to their home in Godric's Hollow, they swung by Wales and met some more charming people, including a lovely woman called Gwynedd who cared for their children and them as if they were all hers. It came as no surprise to them to learn that she had lost her entire family during the war and was deeply grateful to Harry for stopping anyone else suffering in the same way.
During one rainy afternoon the two men had looked out of the window of the hostess' cottage and seen the stormy clouds obscuring the tops of the lush green hills. Severus' hand had reached for Harry's, and for a few, all too brief, moments, they had sat in silence, appreciating the peace and calm of this beautiful location.
All too soon they heard the cries of their excited children. Gwynedd pushed open the door with one hip and helped the brood in. Her eyes softened as she saw the two men holding hands.
“Yn ddiymwad,” she said, and blushed when the two men looked at her. “'For that is love' I said,” she explained.
Severus and Harry smiled at her. They squeezed their hands and then let go, getting up to greet their family.
“There is such a lot of luck needed for things to fall into place,” she admitted. “That's my name, Gwynedd, it means luck.”
Part of their tour had been getting ideas for names and when she told them what her name meant, they knew they had found another middle name. And an honorary aunt.
***
When their second daughter was born on 17^th May, 2004, she was named Leandria Gwynedd.

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Harry was as surprised as everyone when Fenrir was allowed to leave Azkaban two years early. He got out at the start of December 2005, and Tonks was pregnant within twenty-four hours. Harry was also pregnant, but only at the three month marker, so he was enjoying his work as an Auror.
***
“Severus?” Harry called one evening as he crossed the wards. The house was large, and there was a secret room in the upstairs that had been magically extended so that the wolves had somewhere safe to play during their changes. Now that both Theo and Titus were old enough to look after their siblings, Harry felt less guilty about sneaking off for sex with Severus in the small room they had partitioned off when they had made the room. They always waited until the pups and cubs were asleep before enjoying themselves.
It had been Fenrir who had explained the difference to Harry. “A pup is what you carry, and until a pup can go through a change and not lose control of its bodily functions, it is not a cub. Once it can go through a change and not poop or pee itself, it is a cub. Normally, if a child reaches five, it is referred to as a cub, rather than a pup.” He paused, “I assume your eldest is a cub now?”
“Titus controls himself too. So, does that make him a cub, even though he's not yet five?”
“It does. He's likely going to be your natural Pack leader. Let him take charge of his siblings. You'll probably find they obey him naturally. It will make your job much easier.”
“Definitely,” Harry grinned.
Now though, he was rubbing his belly and smiling as three of his four children came to greet him. Theo was now seven, Titus nearly five, Makarie was coming up to three, and Leandria was eighteen months old. Given the time he had arrived home, it was likely that she was sleeping.
“Where's Papa?” he asked after hugging and kissing his offspring.
“In the lab,” Titus replied.
“So, who's looking after Dria?” Harry asked, worried.
“Oh, Theo and I can take care of her,” Titus answered, looking calm.
Remembering Fenrir's comments about Titus, Harry relaxed. His second son was such a strong character. None of his siblings ever even considered disobeying him. Sometimes even Harry had found himself obeying Titus when he had been told to sit down and stop fretting.
He had a good cuddle with each of his children, listened to descriptions of their days, including Theo's whinging that Muggle schools were really boring, and then asked them all to look after Dria whilst he went to see his mate.
In the potions labs built in the basement of their house (he honestly believed Severus was at least partially allergic to sunlight), he watched the man he loved decanting a potion into a large beaker and then stoppering it. Once done, Severus rolled his aching shoulders and turned. The smile on his face when he saw Harry left the younger man in no doubt about their relationship.
“You're looking well. How's the baby?” The potion maker asked after pulling Harry into his arms for a long hug and longer kiss.
“Fine.” He paused then blurted out, “I've been offered a job.”
“You have a job, Harry. Auror, remember?”
“Yeah, yeah. Kingsley has asked me to work with the Liaison Department of the Beast, Being and Spirit Division. He said because of what I am, I will be seen by other marginalised creatures as on their side, and because of who I am, I will be seen by other wizarding communities as on their side. Apparently I'm the 'logical choice' to investigate crimes involving beasts, beings, and spirits.”
Severus frowned. “If you're always going after them, surely they won't see you as on their side?”
“Hey!” Harry complained, “Beasts can be victims too, you know! Don't assume I'll always be after them thinking them guilty. I will be helping them get justice. Like I do now, but instead of protecting witches and wizards, and muggles sometimes, I'll be helping those in our world who need protection.”
“My little Ichigo,” Severus muttered, hugging Harry again.
“Oooh, I'd love some sushi tonight. Could you blip over to Japan and get some? Please?”
“Hmph.” Severus allowed himself to be convinced by Harry's kisses. “All right.”
***
Once he had a newborn with him – named Albus Yuki – Harry and Severus got back into the routine of night feeds. Not that they'd really had a chance to get out of them.

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Harry had spent almost the entirety of his final pregnancy on his back. Since losing the seventh pup during a training exercise with some other Aurors, he and Severus had agreed that the minute he became pregnant he would take a sabbatical from work and not risk losing this final pup. It had, at times, driven him mad. But with five other children to look after whilst Severus made potions, sometimes it was very welcome. Especially when, after walking up the stairs he felt his joints clicking alarmingly.
It was even more welcome when, after suffering with incredible pain for a week, he had seen a healer and been told he had Pelvic Girdle Pain, a condition that meant his joints were strained by the weight he was carrying, and the change in his centre of balance. With that diagnosis, and sex off the table until he recovered, Harry had lain down and been waited on hand and foot by his very concerned mate.
Severus had made the wolfsbane potion and added a strong sedative into it so that Harry would change, but would be asleep when it happened. After seeing Harry change before he had developed the mixture, Severus had felt his heart break to see his partner in such agony.
The birth of Shosanna Felicity on Halloween night 2007 had made all the pain worth it, but Harry was very glad he was not going to have any more children.
***
With their final child with them, and their family complete, Harry spoke seriously to Severus about booking a civil ceremony in the muggle world so that they could formally be together. They had been using the surname Prince since Theo's arrival, and now it made sense for them to have a commitment ceremony. Even if it wasn't recognised in the wizarding world, they decided to go for it, as they were doing this for them, not anyone else.
Of course, they had six children with them, and the registrar looked rather dazed at seeing so many black haired kids. She assumed, as one would, that Harry and Severus had either adopted, or had had a surrogate. Neither man intended to tell her the truth.
They walked together down the aisle, both worrying that their children would misbehave, but they should have trusted Titus. He kept his siblings in check until after the signing of the register. Then they went outside and ran around in the large garden attached to the registry office whilst Harry and Severus had photographs taken. They had booked a magical photographer so their shots would move.
“We better wrangle the kids together for one of these,” Harry sighed.
Neither he nor Severus had the energy, so both turned to Titus. Severus felt guilty every time he asked his son to discipline his siblings, but Titus seemed to have no qualms about it, and none of the rest of the children ever complained that it was unfair. As Fen had said, Titus was a natural leader.
Albus came running up, face red. “Marakie smacked me!” he wailed, throwing himself into Harry's arms.
“Did she now?” Severus asked, voice going deadly.
Her two fathers glared at her and Harry beckoned with one finger. It was rare that he used his wolf authority but he was not going to have this day ruined by Makarie. Although, Albus hadn't said Makarie. He must have been so upset he had mixed up the syllables.
“Truth, Makarie,” Harry began, “Did you hit Albus?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Makarie mumbled, looking down at the grass and scuffing it with one shoe.
“Makarie, how many times do I have to tell you about scuffing your shoes?!” Severus snapped. “And explain why you hit your brother.”
“We were playing tag and he kept tagging me. I got cross.”
“And you smacked him?” Harry sounded gobsmacked. He had known that his oldest daughter had a temper, one which was hidden under a sunny personality, but he hadn't expected it to flare up over something so trivial.
Titus had gathered up Theo and Leandria and was talking to them, Shosanna in his arms. His ears flicked back and forth, like his wolf ones did. Without being obvious about it, he was listening to his parents' conversation, so that once Makarie had been disciplined, they could all gather and have a photo taken.
“I'd like a photo of all of us in wolf form,” Theo said.
“Ask Papa next full moon,” Titus advised. He had to admit he too would have liked a picture of them all. After all, they were all attractive wolves. Daddy was silver with that one odd black ear; Theo was completely black; he was silver, like his Daddy, but both of his ears were black; Makarie was almost pure white with grey streaks on her lower legs; Leandria was black, but she had one silver ear, a mirror image of her Daddy; Albus was dark grey with a muzzle and tail in silver; little Shosanna had only had four changes and as yet, hadn't fully grown into her coat, but from what he had seen, it seemed likely that she would be silver like her Daddy, but have a white muzzle and one black ear.
They would look very handsome on a group picture. And if they included one with Fenrir's Pack too, it would be even better. So far they had Teddy, Tala, and Cannon. All of them were dark grey like their father, but Teddy had a pale grey stomach, Tala had a black tail, and Cannon had one white paw. It was easy to tell them apart because of these differences, not that a wolf needed vision to be able to tell who another person was. Scent worked beautifully.
The Princes and Greybacks had shared a few full moons. Not every one by a long shot, but enough that each knew what the other family looked like.
Titus had sniffed his family and friends during one change and had noticed how Teddy and Theo's scents complemented one another. He had said nothing, but he had smiled quietly to himself, knowing what it meant.
Ah, his fathers were done ripping Makarie apart. He nudged his siblings forwards and they all gathered around their fathers, smiling at the camera. Even Makarie was smiling as she had apologised to Albus and he had apologised for getting her name wrong. She was grinning as she rather liked the 'wrong' version of it.
The photographer moved them into positions and said, “Say cheese.”
The wolves did so look forward to the full moon that instead the Prince family looked into the camera and said, “Change!”
The picture hung in the hallway of the house until Harry and Severus moved. And then the photo was placed in the new hallway. Alongside it were other pictures of growing cubs, in human and wolf form. Each shot recalled some past victory or milestone. Evidence of the advances the family had made.

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Bonus points to the reviewers who know which anime I'm a fan of (I'm a fan of lots, but one is fairly obviously referenced in this section of vignettes).
Under this is a preview of Plan B, which, hopefully, will be posted soon. It is NOT going to be as long as this story arc (glares at self), but the chapters are noticeably longer than the ones in Changes and Advances, so people will have more to read before complaining at me!
Before I get to that, I want to say a genuine, heart-felt thank you to anyone who has read all of this story (Changes and Advances). I know I grovel for reviews, and yes, I love them, but knowing that, after posting a new chapter it will have people looking at it almost at once, is a weird feeling. So, genuinely, thank you if you got all this way. To my regular reviewers – Thunderbird, Book_addict_89, Phoenix-rob, Djaddict, Silver Pixie, Percyplusoliver – thank you all for your intense and passionate engagement with the story. I've loved responding to your comments and questions, as well as teasing you with false leads! I'm so happy that readers were invested in Harry's pup – Theo (he was never in any danger, by the way – I just liked tormenting you all), and stuck around to find out about the rest of the Prince clan.
I write because I love it, but, yes, reviews are nice, especially as this story has taken so many chapters to write (29 for Changes, 23 for Advances [not including the vignettes]). So, erm, for one last time, if you haven't reviewed and you enjoyed the story, or even if you didn't think some part of it plausible, please review! SP
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And, as promised, preview for Plan B:
Quick explanation: Harry has gone to visit Kingsley, as he (Harry) is gay, and Ron and Hermione have told him he's mad to admit something like that. So, he's speaking to Shacklebolt to find out if he is somehow breaking the law by being gay and not wanting a wife...

Sagging, Harry felt sick. “Unnatural desires?” he growled, furious at the Minister's words, but he felt ill too, and only part of that was due to the idea of having to sleep with a woman; he had utterly ignored the feelings of his mythical wife, and that was unfair. But, still, he wanted something that was so simple, and yet somehow seen as so wrong. “So, it comes down to this: I lie and say the woman I love is dead, which everyone knows isn't true, and still get pressured into marrying; or I marry and never have the chance to be with the person I truly want; or … what happens if I refuse to do either of those things?”
“You cannot be part of our world. It may sound cruel, but there is nothing to be done. I could never do so, no more could you. It may be unfair, but think of this as just one more sacrifice. We've all sacrificed so much, and I would hope none of us ever has to again, but I'm not so naïve. Perhaps you are. Our society has been fractured, no torn apart, and the job of knitting it back together will take every last one of us, probably for the rest of our lives, regardless of what we ourselves want. Think this through, Harry, if you refuse to follow our ways you will lose everything.” He peered into the younger man's eyes, trying to make him see that the only way to survive was to do what was expected and accepted. “Your vault will be seized, you'll lose the house Sirius left you. We'll even take your wand, and you'll never be welcome in any magical place ever again. If seen, you risk arrest and Azkaban. You risk all of that by admitting to being homosexual.” He forestalled the complaint, “I know it isn't illegal in itself, but by refusing to marry, and openly defying us, you would be seen as breaking the law. It's a hefty price to pay for self indulgence. The magic would make you … content with a woman.”
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In case it wasn't clear, this is not a happy story! Oh, but for all you Mpreg haters out there – no Mpreg!
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And ... Advances is done! SP
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