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Who's My Daddy?	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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A/N: OK, three down, three more to go! Let�s see if you�ll
fall off the chair with this next client of the Blind Lover.

Note:
If any of the flashbacks sound OOC, this is just what I believe is going on in
their heads. I don't think their minds are exactly the same as what they
portray in their faces.

Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, but I do want to own Severus Snape! Ngee hee hee~!
>:)

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��
WHO�S MY DADDY?

�� Ron massaged his temples
as he sorted out all the files that were piled before him on the desk. Taking
over his father�s job handling all the Muggle cases after graduation sure
wasn�t an easy task, but at least it was much better than Percy�s job. He had
seen how his job turned him into a stuck-up, no-nonsense guy and he definitely
didn�t want to turn into another Percy Weasley. He had him in sight in the
Ministry of Magic to remind him that. He had been offered by Fred and George to
work in their shop and he could see how profitable it could be, but he was more
of a timid, peace-loving kind. He wasn�t interested in pranks and hurting
people, no matter how harmless it may seem, so he turned them down and followed
his father�s footsteps. Besides, he himself also fascinated by Muggle equipment
as much as his father does anyway.

�� Put your things away,
Ron. We�re going out.�

�� Ron was taken aback by
the sudden hands put in front of him. He looked up and glared at his fianc� who
was in all smiles. After many years of crushing on her since they first met,
Ron had finally had the guts to confess to Hermione and ask her to marry him.
It was rather a surprise, really. Harry had urged him to spit it out before it
was too late, so Ron took the advice and made the first move during the graduation
party. He made himself drunk with wine Harry snuck for him and pulled Hermione
right in the middle of the Great Hall and proposed to her. It created a rather
great uproar among the students of Hogwarts, but in a good way. Luckily, his
efforts were not wasted as Hermione had also secretly been in love with Ron for
ages and had tried almost everything to make him notice that, including her
affair with Viktor Krum. Too bad Harry wasn�t around to see this eventful
moment as they locked lips in front of everyone�he sort of disappeared after
giving Ron his bottle of wine and wasn�t seen in the party for the whole night.

�� What is it, Mione? Is
there somewhere important we should go that I have to abandon my work?� Ron
asked, a little cranky after having stared at dozens of papers and millions of
words.

�� Of course there is!
We�re going to visit Harry!� Hermione, the newly employed and new addition to
the secretarial office of the Ministry of Magic, replied. �I�m sure you�ve
heard the news!�

�� Harry�s here? Back here?
How?� Ron was surprised. After all these years, Harry was finally back from his
mysterious hiding.

�� Honestly, Ron, you
keep burying yourself in that Muggle issues of yours and you�ll forget that I
even exist,� Hermione rolled her eyes as she tossed out the newspapers to her
fianc�e. �It�s all over the Daily Prophet. Harry was found riding on a broom to
St. Mungo and a few hours later, doctors and nurses heard cries of a baby.
Harry had been pregnant all this while! Can you believe it? No wonder he disappeared
from the world! I wonder who the father is though��

�� Ron blushed at hearing
Hermione�s news. Harry? Pregnant? Having a baby at St. Mungo? How could that be
possible? Could it�? As he put away the papers into their rightful files with
his wand and followed behind his upbeat fianc�, he began to think�

-Flashback begins-

�� Ron lay on his bed worrying. He was awakened by a
rustling noise and saw Harry quietly getting off his bed and getting the
Invisibility Cloak out of his trunk. He watched him quietly as he put on the
Cloak and sneaked out of the dorm to goodness knows where. He waited until he
could hear him step out of the door of the common room before relaxing back
onto the bed.

�� This wasn�t the first time he seen him do that. The first
time he witnessed his sneaking off was about 2 weeks after Snuffles� death.
Snuffles, the nickname they chose to give Sirius Black to prevent suspicion.
How endearing it was to call him that and have such secret kept together with
his best friend. After Snuffles died, Ron knew that Harry would never be the
same again. He had seen his eyes after he had that long talk with Dumbledore.
It looked almost dead to the world, and that he had nothing else to lose but
himself. His eyes showed that he no longer care about life and death, the
future of Hogwarts or the prophecy he was about to fulfill. No more, those eyes
spoke, no more of this madness and no more of this eternal fight between good
and evil where only death prevails and nothing gained. Despite the fact that
Headmaster Dumbledore issued immunity to him after his personal encounter with
the Dark Lord himself, Harry continued to defy everything in his path and do
things he normally wouldn�t have done before. He had known Harry all his life,
yet he had never seen such indifference in him. Death can really change a
person.

�� Finally, he couldn�t stand worrying any longer. He had to
follow him and see where he was going every night. He stuffed pillows under his
blanket to make it look like he was still in bed and went off, following him
from behind. Through experience, he had learnt how to spot someone in an
Invisibility Cloak by looking closely at the slightest silhouette made when the
wearer moves, and that�s what he was doing when he followed behind Harry. He
saw him taking a sort of secret passage he couldn�t see clearly in the dark and
tagged along before it closed up completely. It led them all the way to
Hogsmeade, and under the streetlights, he saw Harry wearing a body-fitting
black T-Shirt and a pair of very short, very revealing jeans. He saw him going
to a dark corner and spun round. Ron quickly hid out of sight, thinking he was
being found, but lucky for him, Harry was only scouting around to make sure no
one was looking. He then saw Harry take out a dark-red cloth from his pocket
and blindfolded himself. He heard him read out the concealment spell and saw
that his lightning bolt scar was gone. He followed him again all the way to
Flourish & Blotts and saw him leaning on the display window, waiting.

�� What
in the bloody name is he doing? he
thought. He couldn�t understand his gestures and was rather curious about what
he was doing out here in the cold with so little on every dead of the night. As
he was about to approach him, he stopped to see a man in his late 20�s coming
up to Harry and grinned slyly.

�� Well, well, well. If
it isn�t the Blind Lover everyone�s been talking about.�

�� I�m flattered.
Looking for a little excitement tonight, sir?� Harry replied the man with a voice as if he knew the man his whole
life.

�� �Why,
aren�t we all?� the man chuckled, then
took his hand and continued, �Come. I know the exact place where we can
have a really good time.�

�� Ron almost fainted. Harry was the Blind Lover everyone�s been talking
about? He was the one going around
selling his body for money? He never expected this. Rumours and gossips never
missed the twins Fred and George�s ears and the Blind Lover was exactly the hot
topic they�ve been discussing almost every time they came home from work. They
had talked about the Blind Lover show up in the most bizarre places and give
wanting customers worth their money, and his mother found it rather disgraceful
to be talking about sexually immoral people over dinner. He remembered his
mother saying that if she were to meet this Blind Lover, she would give her a
piece of her mind. Knowing this, Ron would have to think twice about discussing
the topic with his prankster brothers.

�� He waited outside
the inn Harry and the man entered until almost dawn before he was able to
follow behind Harry to get back to Hogwarts. They quietly sneaked back into the
Gryffindor common room and Ron waited until Harry got onto bed and snored
before returning to his own. Under the creeping morning light, he saw the
lovebites on Harry�s neck and the pouches beside his pillow indicating his pay
for the night. Looking at the way Harry slept in his seductive way with his
lips swollen of kissing aroused Ron�s interest a little. He was surprised to
even have such thoughts but he couldn�t get it off his head. How does it feel
to shag a guy? How does it feel to shag the Boy Who Lived? How does it feel to
touch a guy intimately instead of friendly? How does it feel to actually kiss a
guy on the lips? He knew he was a straight guy�he is, after all, in love with
Hermione�but his curiosity got the better of him.

�� He didn�t need to wait long for his questions. A few days
later, he followed Harry again to Hogsmeade. He waited until he blindfolded
himself before approaching him. This time he was wearing anything but a sort of
T-shirt dress in white. His skin was pale with cold but he showed no sign of
shivering. He must be very used to this kind of weather to dare to dress up
like that. Ron had second thoughts about this whole deal but there was no time
to back out from it now. His curiosity needed to be satisfied. Fast.

�� Erm�the Blind Lover,
I reckon?�

�� Harry turned to him and gave him a �Duh� look. He reached for his
pocket to take out the pouch that filled with this month�s allowance. He didn�t
want to part with it but if he were to venture into this curious adventure, he
might as well sacrifice it.

�� �Uh,
I�m not really good at this, but I assure you, I can pay you for what it�s
worth. If you��

�� Ron held out his hand tentatively, just like the way the man did the last
time he saw him. Harry remained silent as he sort of regarded him. He then
reached over and took his hand.

�� �First
thing�s first. Find us a nice, warm inn.�

�� He did just that. He led him to the rest home beside Hog Head�the
cheapest inn he could think of�and brought him to a room closest to the right.
He sat Harry on the bed and blushed as Harry sat in a ready position: leaning
sideways with one leg seductively lifted up, revealing his undies. He didn�t
know when and how to start. Harry was sitting there, ready for the taking and
yet he knew nothing. He didn�t know how to set the mood or how to arouse either
of them. Whatever sexual education his brothers gave him was thrown out of the
window the moment he was exactly into the situation. He reached over to caress
Harry�s chin for a while, but that was it. He�s stuck in a dead end.

�� �It�s
your first time, isn�t it?�

�� Uh�erm�you can�put it
that way,� Ron admitted awkwardly,
blushing like mad. �Maybe we shouldn�t waste your time. We all know you�re
pretty busy, and my inexperience sure bloody hell isn�t going to get us
anywhere��

�� Let�s just start from
the basics,� Harry said as he wrapped his
arms around Ron�s neck. He saw Harry�s lips advancing towards him. He wanted to
turn away from it but the attraction of it was too great. He allowed his lips
be claimed by Harry�s. He felt his tongue lingered around his lips and trying
as gently as he could to part them. He opened them slightly and could taste the
sweetness of chocolate in his tongue. He remembered Harry having chocolate
pudding for dinner and he tasted the last thing he ate. It was delicious. His
tongue fondled with his, coaxing him to return it, so he played along. Tasting
more of the chocolate, Ron slid his tongue deeper into Harry�s mouth, moaning once
in a while as he felt Harry�s hand reaching towards the buttons of his shirt
and undoing them one by one. Ron tentatively reached out to pull up Harry�s
shirt so that he could feel the skin beneath it.

�� Before he knew it, they were both naked. Ron�s fingers
continued to explore Harry�s body as he felt him kissing and sucking his neck.
He could feel the slightly bumps of Harry�s scars he had attained from his
battle with You-Know-Who�he still couldn�t get himself to say his name�and also
other bumps that weren�t supposed to be there. How many wounds has he got? He
remembered some of the scars he got during his misadventures, but where did
these fresh ones come from? He wanted to ask but was stopped abruptly when he
felt Harry�s tongue began to trail its way downward. His breath hitched as he
felt the wet tongue playing around in his bellybutton. He let out a moan as he
gripped Harry�s buttocks with every flick of the tongue he makes. Soon, the
bellybutton games stopped and Ron gasped when Harry took his length in his
mouth. He let out a series of long moans, tightening his grip on Harry�s hair
as Harry fluidly moved up and down his manhood.

�� His knees were getting weak. He had to get onto the bed
before both of them ended up on the floor. With Harry�s mouth still on him, he
moved as quickly as he could onto the bed. His muscles began to clench when
Harry played with his sacs. He was going to come. At that almost moment, Harry
pulled away. Ron felt as if he was being splashed by a bucket of cold water.

�� �You�re
ready,� Harry whispered, nibbling at his
earlobe with his legs wrapped around his waist. �Take me in.�

�� Ron was only almost too eager to oblige. He settled him down and
entered him. He wasn�t sure he was doing this right or not�he was a virgin boy, after all�so he started it
slow and steady. Harry moaned with pleasure and dug his fingers into Ron�s
shoulder, urging him to go faster. Ron kissed Harry hungrily before speeding up
the pace. Harry panted and moaned even louder.

�� �Oh
yes�Yes�Faster�Deeper��

�� Ron thrust faster and deeper, just as Harry asked for. He didn�t know
when and how, but he suddenly felt like the head of his cock was hitting
something inside Harry, and every time he hit it, Harry moaned a pitch higher.

�� �Oh
yes�Oh yes�That�s it�! That�s it�! Keep�doing it�Keep going�for it��

�� Sexual instinct drove him now. It began to come to him naturally in
full blast. He bit Harry�s neck lightly and thrust faster, hitting that spot
over and over again. Harry moaned higher and higher until all he could do was
scream.

�� �God,
yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck me faster!�

�� He didn�t need to be told twice. He pounded hard and quick into him,
aiming the spot. He took Harry�s cock and began to stroke. Harry had his hands
on his red hair tightly gripped, but he couldn�t feel the pain. All he could
feel was the pleasure of his manhood pounding into Harry and the pleasure of
stroking his partner�s length and hearing him scream for more.

�� �I�m
gonna�I�m gonna��

�� Harry never got to finish his words. He let out a loud moan that could
shatter glasses and came all over Ron�s hand. Ron felt the flesh surrounding
his length tightened and his own muscles clenched. A few more thrusts later, he
came too. He didn�t shout or moan or yell or groan, but he did let out a series
of short, abrupt breaths as the final tremors in his body slowly subsided. He
pulled out slowly and collapsed beside the gasping Harry. This feeling was new
and exhilarating. It felt as if he was hit by Hogwarts Express, but in a good
way. He saw white spider webs dancing in front of his eyes and his mind dizzy
with incomprehension. He never felt so good before in his life. Never. Was this
how it feels to have sex with a man? Would it do the same if he were to shag
Hermione? He didn�t dare to think. In fact, he couldn�t very much think right
now. The dizziness overwhelmed him until he lost consciousness�

�� He didn�t know how long he was out cold, but Harry was
still beside him sleeping when he woke up. He realized that he was looking at
Harry in a different manner. Not that he had fallen in love with him or
anything, but he had truly, honestly understood why he was the apple of
everyone�s eye. Aside from being quite handsome in his own way, he was the
future saviour of the wizarding world and protector of anyone weak and
defenseless. Despite the fact that he didn�t want to have anything to do with
the prophecy, his sense of justice wouldn�t let him stray off too far from the
light. He may be breaking every rule in the Hogwarts book, but he continued to
try and give a damn about other people�s problems and troubles. That was the
quality trait no one could replace, and what made him so attractive to everyone
in the first place. That was how Harry was. Nothing could change that.

�� He soon realized that he was staring at Harry for too
long. He thought it would better if he left first before Harry decided to take
off the blindfold and see who his client was. He took out the bag of money he
prepared and put it on the table beside the bed. Dressing up as quickly as he could,
he made his way to the door, but not before�

�� You�re really good
for a first-timer. Whoever has you for a boyfriend would definitely be the
luckiest person in the world.�

-Flashback ends-

�� Ron? Ron, are you
alright?�

�� Ron came back at the
call of his fianc�. He noticed that they were both holding a parcel in their
hands. How did those get there? Oh, right, he remembered now. He was dragged by
Hermione to this baby store to buy gifts for Harry�s son. How could he have
done all this and not even realizing it? That was one serious black-out if he
ever had one.

�� Uh, sure. Sure, I�m
alright,� Ron said, quickly making up an excuse in his head. �I was just
wondering about who could be the father of Harry�s baby. I mean, everyone saw
Harry coming into the hospital with birth pangs but no one saw the father of
the child accompanying him.�

�� I know what you
mean,� Hermione chuckled. �It�s no wonder it aroused many suspicion among the
wizarding world. Even the people in the Ministry of Magic were discussing hotly
about the possibilities.�

�� Hello, Ms. Granger,
Mr. Weasley,� Ron saw Headmaster Dumbledore greeting him a few feet away from
them. Ex-Prof. Remus Lupin was trailing beside him with a parcel in his hand as
well.

�� Hello, Headmaster. Going
to visit Harry, we presume?� Hermione asked.

�� Yes, definitely. Just
read the news about him and I came here as soon as my schedule allows it. Ah, I
see you have prepared your gifts as well.�

�� At a budget price as
usual,� Ron grinned. �Can�t seem to get rid of the habit.�

�� It�s the thought that
counts, Mr. Weasley. Ah, I see your ex-classmate seemed to have heard the news
as well.�

�� Ron turned to see what
he meant. It was Draco Malfoy, his archenemy. Why was he walking the same
direction as he was, and with a gift far more expensive than he was willing to
afford? No good intention turns out of Draco Malfoy, that he knows. It was
proven even as he approached him. As he heard Hermione and Draco bickering at
each other about Harry having his child, he couldn�t help thinking that he was
both insulting Harry and himself. If it weren�t Remus who stopped them, he
would�ve started a hand-to-hand combat with him and accidentally reveal himself
of his secret one night stand with Harry in the process.

�� As they met Prof.
Snape, who was also holding a gift of his own, at the entrance of St. Mungo and
as they walked into the hospital to search for Harry�s ward, Ron prayed that he
wouldn�t be revealed and that the child had nothing to do with him. It would
not only ruin his reputation, but ruin the engagement with Hermione he had
worked so hard on getting. An offspring of his own did intrigued him a little,
but he never wanted to have it with someone else, and with a guy who so happens
to be his best friend nonetheless. It would definitely break Hermione�s heart
to know that truth.

�� Hello, dear sister.
We're looking for Harry James Potter, please,� Dumbledore said when he saw
Winnie walking towards them. Winnie gave her brother a big bear hug.

�� I'm just here to see
you. Let me show you to his ward.�

�� Yet everyone's face
changed when they were led to an empty bed and an open window with its curtains
blowing in the wind.

A/N: Ha ha ha~! Who would�ve thought
that a simple kid like Ron could get involved with the feisty sexual creature
named Harry Potter? Alright, people, you can nurse your ass after falling off
the chair from shock now. If you have passed out, then too bad, I can�t do
anything about it. More shockers to come! Reviews plz!
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