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AN: IMPORTANT INFORMATION: hey guys, I didn’t know how to fit this into the chapter but you need to know this. Harry’s 6^th year Draco didn’t kill Dumbledore as we know, but still Albus died from the curse on his hand, he had taught Harry all he did in the books, the only difference is after Albus’s and Harry’s trip to the cave Dumbledore was so weakened that he succumbed to the curse on his hand. That way Snape was never charged with the murder of Dumbledore, and since Harry was the one to force Dumbledore to drink the potion from the cave the Elder Wand recognized Harry as defeating Albus thus Harry became its master. So the reason Voldie-poo tried to have Severus killed in the shrieking shack was because he found out Severus was working for the light….hope that ties up all the loose ends…if it doesn’t let me know please…ok on another note…..WARNING!: This chapter contains sexual content of a graphic nature there are some acts depicted that may not be every ones cup of tea…if you don’t like it don’t read it…you have been warned.

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This is my longest chapter EVER!!!

Chapter 5 Confessions:

            Harry sighed as he rested his forehead on the wall of the bathroom; it had been two weeks since he had summoned his mother and in those two weeks, his life had gotten even more complicated. Draco had withdrawn so far into himself that Harry had hired a mind healer who had been spending several hours a day every day with Draco. The boys would no longer even try to get their father’s attention, and Harry’s morning sickness had kicked in. Said morning sickness was the reason for Harry currently leaning shakily against the bathroom wall. Wondering how long he would keep hiding his unfaithfulness from Draco, Harry stood up and went to the sink to rinse his mouth out with water. At five weeks pregnant, this was Harry’s third day of morning sickness and he was already tired of it!

            Harry was snapped out of his thoughts by a small knock on the door. “Master Harry sir, you is being wanted sir, by the Mistress Healer sir.” Twinky squeaked through the door.

            “Thank you Twinky, tell her I will meet her in the den in a few minutes.” Harry called back, his voice rough due to his raw throat. Sighing Harry stared at his face in the mirror. Healer Rolma would be sure to pick up on the small pin prick marks around his eyes and mouth that were the results of bursting blood vessels while losing his recently eaten meal. “She knows anyway so what am I worried about?” Harry wondered ignoring his own thoughts as they provided the answer of: “Her telling you to tell Draco.”

            Harry quickly walked out of the bathroom towards the den, replaying the events of Healer Rolma’s first visit to his home. Draco had refused to talk to her so instead Harry took advantage of her services and emptied his heart out to her about everything. While it had made Harry feel better, he saw no other benefit of continuing to have sessions with the witch, she was here for Draco.

            “Good evening Harry; thank you for seeing me.” Healer Rolma said with a calming smile as Harry walked into the den. “How are you feeling? The twins just came through here on their way to the bath and Alexander said you have been unwell since Monday.” she asked, raising a knowing eyebrow in a most Snape-like manner indicating she knew the reason for his illness.

            Harry shook his head with a small smile. “Of course he did, he knows you’re a Healer and he thinks you can make me feel better; he has said as much.” he said with a chuckle. “What can I do for you Healer Rolma?”

            The witch sighed and sat down on the nearest sofa, indicating that Harry should do the same. “As I have told you, Draco is very reluctant to open up to me. But in our sessions I have been able to determine that he is a risk to himself at the moment, I wish to take him to my clinic and keep him there until he is well. No, Harry wait until I am finished.” Rolma said seeing that Harry was about to interrupt. “There are other reasons for me to bring him with me. Earlier this evening Draco told me he doesn’t want to stay here, he hates that he is afraid of you and can’t even feel anything for the twins. At this point in time he feels that he will never be able to be in an…intimate relationship again and he wants a divorce for your sake. He is packing at the moment, I strongly urge you to go talk to him before he leaves; tell him about the things you told me. Since I am taking him with me to the clinic that will provide constant surveillance, I think now would be the best time to come clean. I will give the two of you some privacy, and will be here when you are done.” Healer Rolma said making it very clear that Harry had no choice in any of this.

            Harry sat on the sofa trying to take in what he had just heard, Draco wanted a divorce, he didn’t care about the twins, Draco wanted a divorce…”It is just like class today.” Harry thought as he remembered his third year Ravenclaw-Slytherin split class this afternoon…

**Memory**



“Alright class, last time we learned about Boggarts and what they do; today we will learn about how to defend ourselves from one. It is a very simple spell but casting it is the tricky part. Boggarts make you see your worst fear, in order to cast the spell you need to be able to concentrate intensely on something that would turn your fear into something you found funny. Laughter is what does in a Boggart, so that’s what the spell creates from you. The spell is Riddikulus. Line up, and when I open this wardrobe I need the first person in line to cast the spell then move to the back of the line. Ready? GO!” Harry said smiling as he opened the same wooden wardrobe with the same Boggart in it as when Remus had taught this class. Harry always loved teaching his third years, it brought back happy memories of the year Lupin had been his teacher.

            Harry watched as some of the normal fears were manifested, spiders, snakes, and to Harry’s amusement, Professor Snape who was a yearly occurrence. One Ravenclaw student’s fear was an OWL marked with a Troll. By the time all the students had cast the spell twice successfully, Harry decided to end the class. “All right my turn.” he called out with a smile as he stepped to the front of the line. waiting for the Boggart to turn into its usual Dementor; but instead of a Dementor in front of Harry stood his husband. Harry stared dumbly as Boggart Draco walked up to him and slapped him across the face before pulling off his wedding ring and dropping it at Harry’s feet. Harry stood there not breathing as his worse fear was realized, after what felt like an eternity Harry raised his wand and muttered: “Riddikulus!” causing the Boggart Draco to turn into the same ferret from Harry’s memory of fourth year.

**End Memory**

            “Harry, you have to go talk to Draco, we need to leave soon.” Healer Rolma said snapping Harry from his thoughts.

            Harry shook his head and got off of the sofa. “Of course, excuse me.” he said in a small voice before walking out of the den towards his and Draco’s bedroom. Harry sighed before knocking on the door and letting himself in.

            Draco stood by the wardrobe, one of his robes in his hands and his trunk open on the bed. “Hi” he said quietly.

            “Hi.” Harry replied, noting this was the closest to a conversation they had had in weeks. Taking a deep breath Harry walked over to the bed and sat down. “Healer Rolma told me everything, you want a divorce…” Harry trailed off sadly.

            Draco ran his hand through his hair sighing. “Harry, all I feel is numb, I can’t remember what love feels like, and even if I do some day…I never want to do…It just won’t work Harry believe me. All I want from this divorce is the house. You can keep your money and I’ll keep mine. I’m not going to fight you over the boys, you can have custody…I just want to be alone.” Draco said as he threw his robes in to the trunk.

            “How can you not want the boys?” Harry asked incredulously as he looked up at the husband he no longer knew.

            “They need someone who can love them.” Draco said as he closed his trunk. “I will have my solicitor contact yours. Now is that all Harry? I need to go.”

            Harry fought against the raising panic in his chest before finally muttering: “No there is something I need to tell you Draco. Please just listen.”

            Draco looked at Harry with confusion before nodding. “Alright but please hurry.”

            “The day that…everything happened.” Harry started before swallowing nervously. “I came home from work early to surprise you and walked into your shop…I saw what was going on…I thought you were having an affair…I went to Severus’s place to drown my pain in fire whiskey. At some point we both got very sloshed…and we ended up…I didn’t know I had taken your potion…I’m pregnant, I’m so sorry.” Harry finished nervously, not able to say the actual words proclaiming his infidelity.

            Draco looked at Harry blankly for a minute before shaking his head. “I know that so many things in that statement should upset me, but they don’t. Have a happy life Harry, maybe one day when I’m better we can be friends again.” Draco said softly as he slowly pulled his wedding ring off his finger and laid it on the bedside table, before grabbing his trunk and walking out of the bedroom door.

            Harry stood by the bed staring at the bedroom door that his husband had just walked through. “Ex-husband.” he reminded himself. “I love you Draco, I’m so sorry.” Harry whispered as he sat down on the bed heavily, his body shaking with the force of holding in his tears. Harry was just removing his wedding ring and placing it next to Draco’s when he heard the door swing open, followed by two sets of footsteps.

            “Daddy where did father go? He went with Healer Ro-ma. Is he going to Mungo’s to get his happy fixed?” Sebastian asked his eyes big and watery after seeing his father leave with his trunk.

            Harry sighed sadly, he didn’t know how to come to terms with what just happened let alone explain it to his three year olds. “Father went with Healer Rolma to get his happy fixed, yes Bastian. But you boys need to know something.” Harry said as he gathered his two sons into his arms. “Father is going to live at Healer Rolma’s clinic until he is better, but when he’s better he will be coming back to this house…but we won’t be here with him. Father and I aren’t married any more, so we won’t be living together anymore, you boys will be coming to live with me at Hogwarts.” Harry explained hoping that he made sense to his sons.

            Sebastian and Alexander looked at each other with their faces screwed up in concentration before Alexander whispered something in his brother’s ear and Bastian smiled sadly and nodded, saying: “I think so…Daddy…like Uncle Nev’l and Aunt Luna?” he asked Harry.

            Harry nodded kissing Sebastian on the top of the head, “Yes just like that buddy.” He said sadly before calling out. “Twinky can you come here please?”

            Seconds later the house elf was standing in front of Harry. “Yes master Harry, what can Twinky be doings for you?” she asked giving him a sympathetic smile.

            “I need you to take the boys and begin packing all their things. We are moving to Hogwarts tonight, I hope to be there and settled before bed time. Is that possible?” Harry asked as he set the twins on their feet and stood up.

            “Oh yes sir Master Harry, ifs Twinky is being allowed to use magics sir!” Twinky said with an enthusiastic nod of her head, which had her ears flopping.

            Harry smiled softly. “Of course Twinky, I will be packing my own things, you need to bring your belongings as well. Leave anything of Draco’s, this is his house now not ours.” Harry said sadly dismissing the elf.

            “Come little masters let us packs your things.” Twinky said leading the twins from the bedroom quietly closing the door behind them.

            Harry looked around the bedroom he and Draco had shared for years, where it used to feel warm and comforting, now it only felt cold and oppressing with all the memories of happier times. Shaking his head, telling himself there would be time to sulk later, Harry walked over to the fireplace; grabbing the Floo powder along the way. “Headmaster’s office Hogwarts!” he called as he stuck his head in the flames. “Minerva, are you there?” Harry called out, waiting for Headmistress McGonagall to come into view.

            “Yes, coming.” her voice rang out from somewhere in her quarters, moments later she walked in front of her fireplace to see Harry’s face in her floo. “Harry, what can I do for you?”

            Harry sighed sadly, of course he’d have to give Minerva an explanation. “Draco and I are getting a divorce, he wants the house…Are there family quarters that the boys and I can move into?” Harry asked quickly looking anywhere but in the headmistress’s eyes.

            McGonagall looked at her former student with eyes full of sadness before responding. “Of course Harry, Hogwarts has always had family quarters for its teachers, I actually have a wonderful two bedroom near your office.” she said hoping to cheer her lion up a bit.

            Harry sighed and ran a fiery hand through his hair before looking at his employer and saying. “Actually Minerva I’m going to need a three bedroom if possible…”

            “Of course, but whatever for Harry?” McGonagall asked confused

            “Because I’m pregnant.”

            The next morning Severus Snape was snapped out of his musings as two little voices called out through the Great Hall: “UNCLE SEB’RUS!”

            Looking up from his first coffee of the day, he saw two little strawberry blondes running towards the staff table fully intent on throwing themselves at him. Severus looked at Harry who was following quietly behind his boys with an apologetic look on his face. With a sigh, Severus resigned himself to the fact that within moments the entire student body would find out that he did indeed have a heart, and these boys had wormed their way into it.

            “Uncle Seb’rus we missed you!” one of the twins said as they both threw themselves into the older man’s arms hugging him tightly.

            Trying to hold back the smile he felt tugging at his lips, he gently wrapped his arms around Bastian and Zander. “And I you, boys. Did you decide to come to work with daddy today?” Severus asked, whispering the word daddy so that no one in the hall could hear him, that was one humiliation he did not need.

            Both boys got very quiet all of a sudden before looking quickly from their father to Severus. After a moment Sebastian looked at Severus with tears in his eyes. “We live here now…Father doesn’t want daddy or us…he’s gone to the clinic and only wants the house.” he whispered as he laid his head on Snape’s chest.

            Severus looked up and saw Harry standing beside his chair, a pained look on his face and his eyes red and swollen. Any words of comfort Severus was going to offer the boys caught in his throat when he saw that what he had heard was most definitely true.

            “Come on boys it’s time for breakfast, then Twinky is going to take you to see Hagrid.” Harry whispered as he pulled out his wand and transfigured a goblet into a child sized table and chairs before sitting next to Severus and silently dishing out breakfast for his sons. Once the boys had their food, Harry grabbed a piece of toast and silently nibbled at it.

            Severus glared at the students who were now staring at him, some in shock, some with sneers, and others like he was the giant squid. “I will be taking quite a few points today to remind them of who I am.” he thought with a smirk as he took a sip of his now cold coffee.

            “Severus, I think we need to have a talk. I have a free period first class this morning.” Harry muttered, snapping the older man from his thoughts.

            “Very well.” Severus said trying to hold in his sigh. “I have a free class as well, I assume my office will suffice?”

            “Yes, I will take the boys to Twinky first then meet you there, yes?” Harry asked as he put his piece of half eaten toast onto his plate and began to stand. After Severus had nodded his consent, Harry gathered up the twins and walked down to their new home.

            Twenty minutes later Harry sat in Severus’s office on a very hard chair, waiting for the Potions Master to say one word. Harry had been in the office for five minutes already and all Severus had said was “Enter.” With an internal sigh Harry decided to start the conversation seeing as he was the one who asked for it. “I’m keeping the baby.” he blurted out, unsure of what to say.

            Severus raised an eyebrow never looking away from the young man. “Am I to assume that our child is the reason for Draco leaving you?” he asked his voice holding only a slight sneer.

            “No!” Harry growled not wanting to talk about him and Draco.

            Severus leaned forward in his chair resting his elbows on his desk and folding his hands under his chin. “Does he even know about the baby and me?” he asked anger bubbling under his curiosity.

            Harry looked up at Severus, saw the beginnings of anger in his eyes and couldn’t help himself. “Why do you care?” he demanded as he embraced the slight anger he felt coming to the surface within him. “Anger is better than pain.” he thought sadly as he waited for Severus’s response.

            Narrowing his eyes at the former Gryffindor, Severus considered not responding. He knew what Harry was trying to do, but never was one to let himself be outdone by the brat so he responded. “Because he is my godson and as unwanted as this baby is, it is mine.”

            “You may be its biological father but that does not mean you have any rights in this, as far as I’m concerned you’re no more than a sperm donor!” Harry hissed, knowing that Severus would understand the muggle reference.

            Severus got to his feet knocking his chair over at the quick movement. “I have paternal rights too Potter! Or have you forgotten you were the one who came to me and spread your legs at the first hint that your own perfect little world was not so perfect!”

            “I did not spread my legs!” Harry growled standing up as well and marching around the desk stopping a few feet from the very angry Severus.

            “Oh no? I distinctly remember you begging me, saying you needed me!” Severus sneered with a cruel smirk.

            “You bastard!” Harry yelled as he balled up his fist and took a swing for Severus’s nose.

            Severus saw the fist flying his way and reacted just in time; catching Harry’s wrist, stopping the fist inches from his face. Both men stood there glaring at the other, refusing to look away as they panted for breath, trying to control their anger.

            Snape sighed and was about to let go of Harry’s wrist when the young man’s tongue darted out to moisten his lips. Before he knew what he was doing, Severus yanked on Harry’s wrist, pulling his body flush against his. Instantly he leaned down and pressed his lips to Harry’s in a passionate kiss filled with anger and longing. Severus had been unable to think of anything else than this for five weeks; feeling Harry against him, tasting his lips, feeling his arousal pressed against him. Severus was snapped out of his thoughts by Harry moaning into his mouth as his hands began awkwardly undoing the many buttons on Severus’s robes. Groaning, Severus followed Harry’s lead and removed the brat of his teaching robes and quickly started on the buttons of Harry’s shirt.

            Harry finally got all of Severus’s buttons undone just as the older man was relieving Harry of his shirt. Harry broke the kiss to catch his breath as he ran his hands over Severus’s bare chest stopping to run his thumb over one of Severus’s nipples. “Now I know why you have so many buttons…you don’t wear a shirt underneath those robes!” he muttered as he leaned in and took the nipple into his mouth giving it a none-too gentle bite.

            “Brat!” Severus hissed and tangled a hand into Harry’s hair pulling his face up to meet his before plundering his mouth again. Severus’s tongue was exploring every part of Harry’s mouth as he reached between their bodies and palmed Harry’s hard cock through his trousers. Hearing Harry moan, Severus broke the kiss and, never taking his hand from Harry’s hardness, he quickly cast a locking and silencing charm on the door before turning his full attention back to the young man who was currently thrusting his cock into his waiting hand. With a smirk Severus pulled away from the kiss, his teeth latching onto Harry’s bottom lip; nibbling on it for a moment before letting it go and kissing his way to Harry’s ear then nibbling on that as he removed his hand from Harry’s throbbing groin.

            “No please.” Harry gasped as he thrust his hips forward trying to find the hand that was previously rubbing him to completion.

            Severus just chuckled as he quickly undid Harry’s trousers and pulled them and his boxer shorts down to his knees. Then he backed up and let Harry finish removing his clothing while Severus quickly dropped his own trousers and skivvies, toeing off his shoes. The moment both of their clothing was off, both men flew at each other, their lips crashing together forcefully. Severus started to go to his knees pulling Harry with him until they were both kneeling on the cold stone floor. In moments Harry was on his back with Severus above him kissing him senseless and thrusting his cock along Harry’s own length. Breaking the kiss, Severus grabbed his discarded wand and summoned a jar of his own made lubricant, never stopping his constant thrusting. After a moment Severus got off of Harry. “On your hands and knees Potter, I’m going to fuck you and this time you can’t blame it on being drunk.” Severus growled as he gripped Harry’s hips causing the young man to whimper. Severus held back a moan once Harry had obeyed, seeing the former Gryffindor on his knees with his ass presented to the Potions Master was the best thing he had ever seen. With a smirk Severus ran a single finger down Harry’s spine all the way down to his puckered hole which clenched as Severus teased it with his finger. Grabbing his wand Severus cast a silent cleansing charm on Harry’s hole. With a smirk Severus leaned in closer and grabbed both of Harry’s ass cheeks and spread them before leaning in and running his tongue around Harry’s entrance.

            “Oh Merlin!” Harry cried out in pleasure as he pushed back against Severus causing the man’s tongue to press just inside of Harry’s tight hole.

            Severus smirked before proceeding to tease Harry with his tongue to the point where tears of frustration were falling from Harry’s eyes. “Say it brat! What do you want?” Severus sneered pulling his tongue from Harry’s entrance only to replace it with a lubed finger.

            Harry whimpered as Severus’s finger brushed his prostate. “Severus…I want…fuck me!” Harry cried out as a second finger joined the first.

            Severus smirked before pulling his fingers out of his lover’s ass and spreading the lubricant over his own straining cock. “As you wish.” Severus muttered in Harry’s ear before he bit down on Harry’s neck as he buried himself deeply inside of Harry.

            “Fuck!” Harry cried as the pain in his arse was over ridden by the pleasure and the pain in his neck.

            Severus hissed at the tightness as he pulled his hips back only to snap them back forward burying his cock deep into Harry’s ass, moaning at how tight the brat was. Knowing that he wouldn’t last long, Severus shifted, repositioning himself and roughly slammed himself back into Harry’s waiting hole, knowing he hit Harry’s prostate by the straggled scream the younger man let out. Severus quickly set a fast pace, hitting Harry’s prostate every other stroke and within minutes both men were on the verge of climax. With one more carefully aimed thrust, Severus had Harry spilling his cum onto the stone floor below him, Severus’s climax followed quickly as the squeezing of Harry’s abused passage milked his release from him.

            Both men remained how they were. The only movements either of them made was the rapid rising and falling of their chests. After a moment Severus pulled out of Harry with a wet pop before rolling onto his back, the stone floor cooling the sweat causing him to shiver slightly.

            “How did that happen?” Harry panted as he collapsed onto the floor, groaning when he realized he was laying in his own mess. “I mean we were arguing then we were all over each other.”

            Severus rolled his eyes as he rolled onto his side and observed the brat who made him loose control. “It’s called angry sex Potter, it happens.” Severus muttered as he watched the man who was pregnant with his child pant with his eyes closed.

            Harry chuckled before murmuring. “’S’nice” in a sleepy voice.

            “Don’t you dare fall asleep Potter as I recall that is the reason I had a crink in my neck for days after our last encounter, you fell asleep on the sofa.” Severus spat, trying to hide his amusement as he stood up and quickly started redressing.

            Harry grumbled to himself as he stood up and cast a quick cleansing spell on himself, removing all evidence of what had just happened. As Harry pulled on his shorts and trousers he watched Severus doing up each button on his robes; hiding more and more of his scared chest and back. “I told Draco about the baby, and you.” The words left Harry’s mouth on their own accord, leaving Harry mortified that he had just admitted to arguing with his friend for no reason at all.

            Severus’s fingers stopped working on his buttons for a split second before they continued with their task. “So I was right, that is why Draco is leaving you.” he stated, face to his horror, showing more concern than was acceptable.

            “No!” Harry growled trying to keep his emotions in check as he pulled on his shirt and began buttoning up. “His mind healer informed me of the divorce before I even told Draco. In fact we have barely spoken since he was raped. He wouldn’t look at me, wouldn’t acknowledge the boys, wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t speak, all he’d do is sit on that blasted sofa staring at the wall! Then one day I found him with a vial in his hand, he wouldn’t tell me what it was, I took it from him fearing it was poison. He freaked out because I touched his hand…his hand! After that I realized I was in over my head and called a mind healer. The more she came around the farther from me he got. Last night it was like I wasn’t talking to my husband, I was talking to his ghost…except ghosts show more life! He sat there calmly, listening to me telling him that I cheated on him and that I’m pregnant with your baby. Then all he did was calmly state he didn’t feel anything at the revelation, told me that he never wanted to be with someone again and set his wedding ring on the bedside table. He told me he didn’t want the boys, just the house…he doesn’t want them and they must have heard, he doesn’t want our sons. He doesn’t want me…” Harry said sadly his voice going from talking to screaming to whispering as tears fell down his face his entire body shaking with pent up emotions.

            Severus stood there looking at Harry for a long moment before speaking up. “Potter, being raped changed a person, as…painful as it is, you lost your husband the moment it happened. You should count yourself fortunate that my godson was able to reach his senses on the subject this early, instead of stringing you on.” Severus said trying to remain as detached as possible as he continued to button up his robes.

            “Fortunate…?” Harry muttered in disbelief.

            “Indeed.” Severus muttered as he cast a quick scorgify at the spot on the floor that currently sported the evidence of the pair’s former activities. “Now we both have classes to teach. I want to assure you I will support you and our child throughout everything. If there is anything you need while pregnant I will do my best to oblige. As loathe as I am to admit it, I enjoy the friendship we have formed over the last few years and I do not want our…sexual encounters to jeopardize that. Having said that, if you feel that we can remain friends and continue our…encounters I would not be averse to doing so.” Severus smirked as he watched the expressions play out on Harry’s face before sweeping out of the office, leaving a very confused Harry Potter standing there.
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