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A/N: Alright, everyone. Let’s get back to our little Boy Who
Lived, and be prepared for a little shock-o-drama that is in store! Read on,
everyone!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
“AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!”
The peaceful morning silence of the
whole school condo of Kym was shattered by Harry’s
bloodcurdling scream. Within seconds, Aaron, Rachel, Rebecca and, surprisingly,
Judith came barging into Harry’s dorm.
“What is it? What is it?? Are you
alright, Har??”
They could not see him anywhere in
the dorm, but Rebecca soon located him in the bathroom, totally naked and
totally horrified, his hands covering his privates. Everyone else came out of
their dorms to see what the commotion was about, but with a wave of a wand,
Rachel repaired the door and slammed it at their faces, demanding privacy. When
Aaron came in and tried to approach him, Harry immediately became defensive,
pushing him away.
“No, no, no!!! Don’t look at me!!
Don’t come near me!!”
“Good gracious, Har!
You were screaming just now like you were going to get disemboweled!” Aaron
tried to hold him to calm him down but Harry was adamant to keep him away,
crossing his legs in his attempts to cover his groin so hard, you’d swear his
thighs were going to squeeze his cock into a pulp. “What is the matter with
you? Why don’t you want me to come close to you? I just want to check on you!”
“No, no, no, NO!!! Get the fuck away
from me!!!”
“Open your legs.”
Everyone looked as if they had been Confunded when Judith suddenly came up to him in that
superior tone and looked down at him with her arms folded. This was the first
time they have heard Judith talk to him in a non-violent tone. Well,
technically it was more of a commanding tone, but for once it sounded better
than her usually snappy, icy remarks.
“Wh…What?” Harry breathed; he
was just as surprised as the rest of them at her sudden change of attitude.
“It’s not like I’ve never seen a man
bare before. Hurry up and open your legs.”
Without warning, before Harry could
resist, Judith has knelt down and spread his legs open for everyone to see.
Aaron, Rachel and Rebecca gasped at the sight and Judith actually widened her
eyes in shock, unprepared to see what was before them.
There, instead of having a penis and
a pair of balls like a normal boy should, was a girl’s clitoris and vagina
between Harry’s legs. Everything else on Harry’s body was male, but his pussy was a tell-tale sign
that he was lesser a man. Judith even reached down to touch it to see if it
were real and was confirmed when Harry let out a whine and flinched. Everyone
looked like they had just remembered how to breathe.
“We definitely have a problem,”
Rachel finally broke the ice, setting everything off.
“Problem?
You call that a problem?!” Aaron
exclaimed. “Our best friend had just became a she-male with a pussy instead of
a dick and you call that a problem?!”
“Now, now, calm down,” Rebecca tried
to calm him down. “There must be a perfect explanation to all this…”
“Explanation?!
What sort of explanation would you call that?! He was cursed, I tell you! He
must be! When I find out who caused this, I’ll…”
“Easy, Turunen,”
Rachel warned. “Don’t go get your heads up in a bunch. Honestly, I would’ve
expected a formidable rival like you to keep a level head.”
“Now is not the time to discuss
about our intellectual rivalry, Rach!!”
“Why don’t you tell exactly what
happened here, Percy?” Rebecca turned to Harry, accio-ing
a towel to cover Harry up and trying to use her bubbly charm to pave the bumps.
“I…I felt sick this morning…” Harry
explained. “It…must be something I ate last night coz I was so sick I couldn’t
get to the bathroom on time…I puked all over myself and the bed…then I wanted
to shower and clean the sheets when…when I…I saw…”
“Alright, Percy, we understand. Any
idea what might cause this? Did you ingest anything beforehand? A spout of
potions by accident, maybe?”
“No…We learnt how to make Cure for
Boils potion yesterday…I don’t remember eating anything rather than the usual
meals yesterday.”
“We better bring Har
to the Medic Quarters,” Rachel suggested. “Maybe Ard-Rí Constantine can figure out what’s
wrong with him.”
“I…I don’t feel so good…” Harry’s hand flew to his mouth, his face going pale green.
“You want to let it out first before
we go?” Rebecca asked as she rubbed his back to soothe him.
Harry jamming his head into the
toilet bowl and a series of long puking was his only reply.
--:--
“Hmm, this is most interesting.”
Aaron, Rachel, Rebecca and Judith
perked their ears as Ard-Rí Constantine examined Harry. After Harry’s grueling puking session, Aaron offered to give
Harry a piggyback ride to the Medic Quarters to see Ard-Rí Constantine, the medi-wizard of Kym Boarding School. Harry meekly explained
the situation and was told to remove his pants and show it to him, in which Ard-Rí Constantine checked him from head to toe, taking his temperature,
checking his heart rate, taking blood and urine tests and all the whatnot.
After examining the sample of Harry’s discharge for
good measure, he was standing there, rubbing his bushy chin thoughtfully and
looking at Harry’s vagina with clinical interest.
“Come on, Ard-Rí Constantine,”
Aaron urged. “Don’t keep us in the dark. What is wrong with Har?”
“Please do not rush the descendant
of the High Kings of the old pre-Norman Ireland,” Ard-Rí Constantine
berated in his thick gruff Irish accent, making the teens roll their eyes. “You
youngsters these days don’t know the meaning of patience.”
“Your title is no longer binding
since your family had fallen out from grace and into fiefdom, Ard-Rí,” Rachel groaned. “We do not want to hear you clinging onto a
lifestyle that is no longer yours, so act like the medi-wizard
you are.”
“Let’s not get too hasty, everyone,”
Rebecca tried to laugh their bickering away. “No harm done in being proud of
your heritage.”
“Spoken like a true Irishwoman,
milady,” Ard-Rí Constantine chuckled. “Now then, m’boy, I’m sure we’re all adults here and can converse in a
mature manner. When was the last time you had sexual intercourse?”
Harry blushed
beet red before crossing his legs to cover his privates, looking at his toes.
“T…Two months a…ago…during…Christmas
hols…”
“Did you have any sort of potion
to…spice up your coupling?” Ard-Rí Constantine probed.
“W…Well…” Harry stole a glance at
Judith but decided not to reveal her for fear of tarnishing their relationship.
“I…I got…a lust potion for a Christmas present…and…well…we did use it all up
for the hols…”
“Any chance of remembering what colour is the potion?”
“It’s pinkish-blue in colour…” Harry tried to recall, “And bubbly in nature. But Sev assured me it was lust potion. He’s a very good Potions
Master and he said he’d recognize the colour
anywhere.”
“Ah, yes, that explains it then.”
Everyone looked anxiously at Ard-Rí Constantine for an answer, more so for Harry.
“Your Sev
may be a very good Potions Master, but he had allowed his hormone to run off on
him before making sure of things. It is possibly, m’boy,
that you ingested an impregnation potion.”
“A WHAT?!” the
more vocal of the group exclaimed at Ard-Rí Constantine’s deduction.
“Well, from what my test results
show, you definitely do not suffer from food poisoning,” Ard-Rí Constantine said
as he showed Harry a couple of parchments revealing the incriminating test
results. “Your blood work is good and there is no infection, and you see that
little marking there in blue?” he pointed at the section, “That, m’boy, shows the tell-tale signs of your pregnancy. Two months pregnant, to be exact.”
“H…How…How can…” Harry’s
hand shook as he stared at the parchment in disbelief.
“There is a possibility that you
have taken a potion that is designed to look like a lust potion. You see,
sometimes there are people who have a hard time to conceive unless they have
intense sexual intercourse, but unless you have the stamina of Dian Cecht, there is no way you can go round after round without
help. So potion makers and apothecary owners sometimes create impregnation
potions that induces heavy sexual intercourse to make it complete, and the
effects is almost very similar to that of a lust potion. The impregnation
potion would be mixed together with a certain ingredient, usually a high-level
ground buckhorn, to make it resemble almost like a lust potion in terms of colour, taste and texture, and it is that ingredient that
causes the body to go into full blown sexual mode.
“My guess is whoever got you that impregnation
potion was totally fooled by the colour into thinking
it is a lust potion and did not ask the apothecary owner properly in terms of
its true nature. This, among the very few strongest impregnation potions for
both hetero and homosexual couples, yield 100% conception rate because once the
effects took place in your body and both of you started coupling, it detected
you as being the receiving end of the sexual intercourse and increased the
sperm count and sexual stamina of your partner and, because you are male,
transmuted your male genitals into temporary female genitals as soon as you’re
pregnant to help you carry the child to term. Once the gestation period is over
and the baby is born, the effects of the potion will subside and your genitals
will be transmuted back to its original state.”
“Amazing,” Rachel breathed, looking
as if she had just listened to the most interesting class in the whole world.
“It’s not amazing, Rach!” Aaron scowled at her. “Har
has turned into a she-male and bloody knocked up at the same time and that’s
all you have to say for him?!”
“Alright, alright, simmer down,
everyone,” Rebecca coaxed, being the peacemaker again. “Is there any way to
remedy this, Ard-Rí Constantine?”
“Although I am quite against this,” Ard-Rí Constantine lamented as he rubbed his bushy chin again, “an abortion
usually the only way to cure this because the effects will only be gone once
the body detects the absence of the child. But if you want to, you can go
discuss about this first with your partner and make a decision later. In the
meantime, you will experience a bit of discharge for the first few weeks, but it’s
normal because your body is trying to get used to having a temporary womb and
vagina, so try to cut down on wearing briefs and start wearing boxers so as not
to confine your genitals too much. Also, you’ll have to come back next week to
have a check-up again so that I can prescribe you some pre-natal supplement
potions. I guess…congratulations are in order.”
With that, Ard-Rí Constantine
walked away, leaving the group to their own devices. As Harry awkwardly put his
pants back on, the group except Judith sat on the bed by his side, looking at
him with concern.
“So what are you going to do about
this, Percy?” Rebecca asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I mean, don’t get
me wrong. This is a joyous occasion, but you’re still in school,
and in your first year no less, so…”
“I…I don’t know…” Harry admitted,
feeling a little queasy. “I’m…still trying to digest all this…”
“Are you going to keep this quiet
from your partner and abort the child?” Rachel asked bluntly, earning a glare
from Aaron.
“I would’ve expected you of all
people to come up with this decision.”
“Then what would you suggest he do, Turunen? Let him carry the child to term and be expelled at
the same time? Or hide the pregnancy using whatever smart concealment spell you
can muster up until he suddenly decides to give birth in the middle of class?
It’s his future we’re talking about here.”
“But the child is innocent,” Rebecca
chided, “and his partner deserves to know about this, regardless his decision
is to let him keep it or abort it. We can’t decide it on a whim like that.”
“Guys,” Judith, who was silent
throughout the discussion, finally spoke, “can you please stop talking as if
Potter-Dumbledore is not here?”
They all looked down awkwardly,
realizing the error of their squabbles while Harry looked back up at her in
genuine surprise, wondering why she was defending him at all.
“So? Digested the news long enough,
Potter-Dumbledore? What do you want to do about this?”
“I…I don’t know…I really don’t
know…” Harry covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking as he
started to cry. “Oh god…What will Sev
think about me…?”
“Promise that you will not tell
anyone about this!” Aaron said in a determined tone all of a sudden as he held
Harry close to his chest.
“What…?” Rachel and Rebecca said
simultaneously but got a shooting glare as a response.
“Promise this is between us until
everything is settled between Harry and his intended! Swear it! And that means
you too, Jude. Swear it!”
“Alright, alright, I swear it,”
Rebecca said as she crossed her heart and held up her hand.
“Fine, just don’t go making me use
the Unbreakable Vow,” Rachel replied as she imitated Rebecca as well.
“Don’t worry, Har,”
Aaron said as he crossed his heart as well. “We’ll help you through this. Your
secret is safe with us, coz we’re all best buds, right, everyone?”
While the others agreed, Judith just
nodded quietly and crossed her heart with a stoic expression on her face.
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“Can I see Potter-Dumbledore for a
moment, Prof. Lightwing?”
Prof. Lightwing,
Kym’s Transfiguration teacher, nodded and gestured Harry to go to Casey.
Picking up his books and having a million questions in his mind, Harry followed
the old Headmistress all the way to the Medic Quarters, where Ard-Rí Constantine was waiting with a grave expression.
“Sit down, Potter-Dumbledore,” Casey
said as she gestured the boy to sit on a bed nearest to her. As soon as Harry
did, she continued, “I know about your condition, young man.”
Harry felt as if an electric shock
just jolted through his chest as he heard the Headmistress saying this in such
a grave manner. He turned to look at Ard-Rí Constantine, who
shook his head in reply.
“Don’t look at me, m’boy. My lips were sealed.”
“Never mind who told me,
Potter-Dumbledore,” Casey brought the boy’s attention back to her. “The
important thing is that you should have consulted me as soon as your condition
is made known. Albus has entrusted me to watch over
you because of you being pursued by that madman, and I would’ve appreciated it
if you had trusted me on this.”
“S…Sorry, Headmistress,” Harry
looked down, feeling rather ashamed. “It’s just…well, this was too much of a
surprise for me, and I didn’t know what to do…”
“Given the circumstances, I suppose
it’s understandable, but you do know what this means, don’t you, Potter-Dumbledore?”
“Am…Am I being expelled,
Headmistress?”
“I would like to avoid that as much
as possible, since I have promised him my school as seclusion for you from that
murdering madman, but Albus, and subsequently your
intended, has to know about this.”
“Y…Yes…I understand.”
Casey sighed and placed her hand on
his shoulder, “I will call them over and discuss this with Albus
and come up with a compromising solution for all of us. Hopefully we will have
the best of both results, eh?”
Harry could only nod. As he watched
Casey leave the Medic Quarters, thoughts of horror littered his mind. There
was no way that Severus would let him keep this child. Sure, they have talked
about having kids that night, but he didn’t think Severus would be serious.
After all, he himself was more or less a kid to begin with and Severus was
already having trouble trying to handle him, let alone another. He would agree
to an abortion, he was sure of it.
“Don’t look so
terrible, m’boy,” Ard-Rí Constantine
patted his shoulder. “I’m sure Headmistress Kyteler-Magee
will figure something out.”
Harry nodded mechanically, not even
looking up at the medi-wizard.
“Stay here, alright? I’m going to
the Potions lab to renew my supplies, then I will
examine you and have your pre-natal supplementary potions ready.”
Harry didn’t reply and just quietly
allowed Ard-Rí Constantine to leave him there alone. As soon
as he was gone, Harry suddenly had the impulse to leave. The only thought that
went through his mind was to leave Kym as far away as possible. Making sure no
one saw him, he ran all the way to the school condo and into his dorm, grabbing
his broom and making his way out towards the school entrance gate. He donned
the Invisibility Cloak Albus had given him for
Christmas and walked past the caretaker who was on gate entrance guard duty,
feeling very grateful right now that Albus had got
this for him. After making sure he was far enough and out of sight, he took off
the cloak, tied it around his waist and flew off with the broom to the only
place he knew where he could blend in with the people: Sidhe
Street.
Needless to say, when Ard-Rí Constantine returned to the Medic Quarter and saw Harry no longer
sitting at the bed, he immediately started searching high and low throughout
the school to no avail. He started to panic and made a mad dash to Casey’s
office, trying to alert the Headmistress who was in the middle of the firecall with Albus and Severus.
Severus, on the other hand, had been
feeling out of sorts all day that day before he was called in by Albus to hear word from Casey, and when that news came in,
he was overwhelmed by the prospects of being a father, but at the same time,
ridden with guilt at his carelessness, not to mention riddled with questions on
how a lust potion could turn out to be a impregnation potion instead. Albus was not too thrilled either of the thought of his
young grandson being pregnant so young. His condition was far worse than
Draco’s and he feared for him when Casey revealed the news. Their conversation,
of course, was interrupted by the medi-wizard Ard-Rí Constantine.
“Ard-Rí Constantine,” the
duo saw Casey turning back to talk to someone. “You know better than to
interrupt my calls.”
“I’m sorry, Headmistress,” Ard-Rí Constantine apologized, “but this is an emergency! Potter-Dumbledore
is gone!”
“Gone?! What do you mean gone?!”
Severus was the first to react.
“How can you lose him?” Casey
exclaimed. “I thought you were watching him!”
“Y…Yes, but I went to replenish my
supplies from the Potions lab,” Ard-Rí Constantine
looked like he was going to throw a fit. “I only left him for a little while…”
“Alright, alright, Ard-Rí Constantine, we’ll handle this. You keep a lookout just in case
Potter-Dumbledore comes back.”
“Yes,
Headmistress.”
“It looks like you will have to come
over,” Casey sighed as she turned back to the duo. “I will readjust the magic
around my fireplace so that you can Floo over here
immediately. Wait for about 10 minutes before coming through.”
The duo waited as instructed before
quickly Floo-ing into Kym via Casey’s office
fireplace. As soon as they were in, Casey rummaged through her drawers to find
a bracelet that was studded with rhinestones before handing it to Albus. They noticed that the rhinestones were glowing
bright red, flashing in and out and making a slight humming sound.
“We occasionally do have students
who tend to wander out of the school grounds without permission, so every new
school term, we charm all of the first-years’ badges to have a psychic
link with this bracelet. Whenever the badge is too far from its proximity it
will light up and react, revealing dim residue of where the students’ last
tracks were, and followed the tracks to search for them. It had served its
purpose very well, and I think you can use it to track Potter-Dumbledore down.”
“You find him, Severus,” Albus said as he passed the bracelet to the Potions Master.
“I will stay behind to discuss about Harry and look out just in case he returns
on his own.”
“I intend to do that,” Severus said
as he took the bracelet and wore it on his wrist. As soon as the bracelet
touched skin, it revealed a misty pathway, showing the direction to where Harry
may have gone to. Nodding at the two Headmasters, he borrowed a broom from the
Gamekeeper and made his way to the school entrance gate. From there, the misty
pathway soon broke into particle-like residue, revealing Harry’s
last tracks that went skywards, indicating he travelled by broom, and soon he
was hot on the trail.
Meanwhile, Harry was getting some
leers from men on the street. He had no idea that once he stepped into Sidhe Street, he had landed into the bowels of a lane
equivalent to the likes of Knockturn Alley back in Hogsmeade, and from the looks of those men, he knew that
they could tell he was a slave, or in his case, ex-slave.
“Hey, baby, what are you
doing in this place?” one of the men came up to him boldly and asked him.
“Walking,
of course. What does it look like?” Harry frowned, trying to act tough
as he kept his arms around him.
“Someone’s playing hard to
get, ain’t he?” another approached Harry from the
other side, grinning from ear to ear.
“G…Go away. I’m busy.”
“Don’t look like it to me, baby,”
the first man grabbed him by the arm and pinned him against the wall.
“Looks like someone needs to be
tamed here, aye?” the other man grabbed Harry’s other
arm and licked down his neck.
“Get off me!” Harry stamped on the
second man’s foot and tried to fight the first man off but his tiny stature was
not doing him much of a favour. “I am not yours to do
with as you please!!”
“What was that?” the first man
cupped his ear, pretending not to hear him. “You will do as we please? I like
the sound of that.”
“Yeah, I like the sound of that
too,” the second man put his hand under Harry’s shirt
to touch skin underneath, making the boy’s skin crawl in disgust as he tried to
fidget away from him. “Feisty little thing, ain’t
he?”
“Oh yes, he is,” the first man
cupped the boy’s ass. “I found him first, so I should have dibs on his ass.”
“No big. I got dibs on his cock…”
“You will have dibs of no sort.”
Before the second man was about to
touch Harry between the legs and before the two guys realized what happened,
they were thrown off balance using the Disarming spell, then felt themselves
being lifted off the ground and flung against the wall back and forth. Harry
felt ten times relieved that he had ever been as he saw his savior.
“Severus!”
The said Severus stomp towards him
and held him close to his chest as he cast the Cruciatus
curse on both of the men, in which Harry grabbed him and held onto him for dear
life as he sobbed. Severus let the men suffer for a while, watching them as
they screamed and writhed in pain that felt like eternity for them, before
lifting the curse away.
“If I see you bastards again, I will
make sure your mothers will never be able to recognize your bodies and have to
scrape your pieces off the walls.”
With that, he turned and left with
his little beloved in his arms. Severus took the liberty of hauling a carriage
to send them back to Kym instead of flying there, and throughout the journey,
Harry continued to cling on him, but they rode in silence, neither of them
speaking to each other. Harry knew he was going to be punished when they got
back to Kym, but he didn’t care; he knew he deserved it.
As soon as they reached Kym, the
first thing Severus did was not taking him to Casey’s office, but to the school
dorm. He made him sit on the bed while he helped to fix up a bath. Once the
bath was ready, he literally tore off Harry’s clothes
and burned it with a spell, as if to get rid of any trace of the two men’s
essence on it, then pointed at the bath tub.
“Get in there, now.”
Harry obeyed, getting into the tub
and moved to the far end. Severus didn’t join him in the tub, but accio-ed a sponge and shower gel, then lathered the sponge
with it before scrubbing him from head to toe, doing it almost with a vengeance
to get rid of whatever imaginary prints of those men who touched his beloved.
All the time, he didn’t say a word, even though he
caught sight of Harry’s vagina and widened his eyes a
little, and Harry couldn’t help but start sobbing again. He could tell that his
beloved was so mad at him. Was he
cleaning me up so that he could send me away? Harry thought in horror,
praying to all gods of religion that he wouldn’t leave him. He dreaded that
more than anything else.
Severus noticed him sobbing and
kissed his tears away. After he thought he cleaned him enough, he helped him out
of the tub and dried him before putting him beside the bed. He went to the
wardrobe to get him the big baggy shirt that he first wore when he came into
Severus’ life and helped him dress.
“S…Sev…?”
Harry tried to break the ice, confused at the odd treatment
he was given. Severus was silent for quite a long while as he dried his hair
with a towel and a drying spell before he actually said something.
“Lie down, you need to rest.”
“You…You’re not going to punish me?”
“I will if you don’t do as I say
right now,” Severus replied in a more serious tone as he gestured Harry to the
bed.
That got Harry up onto the bed in a
thrice, pulling the covers over him. Severus sat on the bed after him, staring
him down with arms folded across his chest.
“Why did you run away?” Severus
asked. He knew the reason, but he wanted to hear it from his little beloved himself.
“Be…Because I could…” Harry replied,
looking down at his hands.
“I detest lies, Harry.”
“Then punish me,” Harry said in a
challenging tone, turning over to face him.
“Do you really want that?” Severus
asked, raising a brow.
“I ran away. I should be punished.”
“Fine. Get
up. Sit up.”
Harry got up, bracing himself for
the worst. He was prepared to be beaten black and blue or spanked, just like
his past Master had done, but without warning, he felt a loud, hard slap across
his cheek, forcing him to go down on his side. Tears stung his eyes as he held
onto the throbbing cheek. He had never expected that to hurt so much coming
from Severus, an adult with the strength that was no different than any of his
other Masters, maybe a little more. Guess the saying is true that it is the
ones that you love that hurt you the most. But then, in an unexpected turn of
events, Severus lunged forward to hug him tightly close to him, speaking in a
choked voice.
“Where do you think you’re going
with our child?! What if you had a miscarriage along the way? Or worse? It’s my child too!” Severus scolded, unable to
contain a sob that escaped his lips. “Don’t you dare run away from me again! Don’t you dare...!”
“I…I never thought you’d be serious…”
Harry let loose his own sobs as well as he wiped the tears he felt trickling
down from Severus’ eyes on his cheeks. “I…I thought you would…surely make me
have an abortion…”
“Have you ever considered that I
have a right to know about this, regardless how I would react? I would never
make you have an abortion. I love you, you know that. I love you and I would
cherish everything that is you, including our child.”
“I didn’t want to chance that. I have
thought about it, but now I knew I truly don’t want to get rid of this baby. It’s
your baby, your flesh and blood, the family you never had…I was still in shock…”
Harry sobbed even harder as he clung onto Severus in a desperate attempt for
forgiveness. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry, Sev…I’m so
sorry…”
“Just promise me never to do a stunt
like this again, you hear me?” Severus said as he hugged him close and stroked
his back. “Shh…It’s alright now…Shh…”
“I promise…I swear…” Harry said
between his sobs. He leaned up to kiss him, in which the older man reciprocated,
kissing him back fully to show that he had forgiven him.
“I love you, pet.”
“I love you too, Sev.”
After Harry calmed down some,
Severus lay him back down on bed and caressed his still flat belly
affectionately.
“Your Headmistress told us about how
you were able to conceive after the medi-wizard
explained it to her,” Severus said, removing the covers and lifting up the
shirt to have another good look at his pussy. “I can’t believe I could just
miss that out. What kind of a Potions Master am I if I can’t even tell the
difference between a lust potion and an impregnation potion?”
“It’s not your fault, Sev,” Harry replied, putting a hand on Severus’ lap. “I was
just as careless.”
“You’re a first-year. You are not
meant to know what an impregnation potion is unless you wish to pursue a
Potions career like I do, and you will only learn that in Potions Advanced
Academy under the Ministry’s jurisdiction.”
“W…Why did you slap me…?
I thought you would spank me or beat me with a stick, just like my past Masters
did to me when I misbehaved…”
“I slapped you because you asked to be punished, and I did, because you
behaved foolishly. I didn’t want to spank you because first and foremost, you’re
no longer a slave or a little child still wet behind the ears, and most
importantly, I might hurt our child if I did that.”
“Oh,”
Harry replied, then hid himself under the covers, “but
that doesn’t change the fact that I’m no longer a boy. I’m an ‘It’.”
“Don’t
say that, love. Having a vagina doesn’t make you less a man. In fact, you look a
little sexier now. Besides, look on the bright side, at least it’ll be easier
on the birth. I’ve heard stories of how much more painless it was for women to
give birth rather than men because of that magical opening between the balls
and the anus, which is what Drake would experience when his time comes.”
“O…K…I
guess I am a little lucky in terms of that
department.”
“I’m
going to consult with that friend of yours who gave us the potion,” Severus
grumbled. “I will give her a piece of my mind and demand her to tell me from
which apothecary she got it so that I can give that person another piece of my mind.”
“D…Don’t
be too hard on her,” Harry said worriedly. “It was probably an honest mistake. I’m
sure she genuinely meant well…”
“Why
did you not report her to the medi-wizard about her? You
could have told him that you got the potion from her and then we can all track
down who the seller is. For all we know the seller could be selling it
illegally through a road-side stall and he could have packed up and gone
halfway around the globe before we knew it. What if she bought something that
could be dangerous to your health, or worse?”
“I…I
just…I just didn’t want to…”
Severus
could tell from Harry’s face that he wanted to say
something about her, but was unable to due to circumstances possibly between him
and the girl. He sighed and stroked his head, deciding not to push the issue
and find out about it by himself.
“It’s
been a long day for you, pet,” Severus said as he kisses the area he slapped to
soothe it. “Close your eyes and rest.”
“Will
you stay here with me, Sev? I don’t want to be alone.”
“I’m
not going anywhere, pet. Don’t you worry.”
Before
he could wrap his arms around Harry to allow him to snuggle close, an eagle owl
suddenly flew in through the window with a letter. Severus went pale as he
recognized both the eagle owl and the letter.
It
was an express owl designated for the Wizengamot and
the letter was a Ministry Howler.
As
soon as the letter was dropped onto Harry’s lap, the
letter came to life, its seal morphing into a pair of fat lips and dictating in
Dolores Umbridge’s voice:
Dear Mr. Snape,
We have received
intelligence that you have committed a sexual act towards a sexually underage wizard
(13-and-a-half years old) at his place of residence on the 28th of December
for a consecutive number of days with the aid of an impregnation potion,
resulting in the alteration of his physique and his pregnancy of 2 months and 2
weeks.
The severity of
this breech of the Decree of Child Morality Rights is equivalent to the result
in your expulsion from your position as Potions Master from Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry, but fortunately the Ministry of Magic has revised its
decision.
By the decree of
the Ministry of Magic, you are hereby summoned to a full criminal trial at the
Ministry of Magic at 10 a.m. sharp tomorrow, at which time an official decision
will be taken.
With best wishes,
Yours sincerely,
Dolores Jane Umbridge
Senior Undersecretary
Ministry of Magic
A/N: I had to refer a little to the books to write a proper
summon letter from the Ministry of Bloody Magic. Yeah, a little bit of Irish
terms here, since they are in Ireland. Ard-Rí is a title given by High Kings of Ireland
during the pre-Norman times (around the 7th Century) and Dian Cecht was one of the many gods in Irish mythology that was
known to sire many children. Credits to Wikipedia for that
information. And remember when I said in Chapter 38 of my author’s end
note that in this world, we decided that you have to be 15 to be sexually legal
since they come of age in 17 in HBP and kids nowadays lose their virginity as
young as 14? Yeah. Anywho…OH NOES~!! What will
happen to Harry~?! Not telling you, coz you’re gonna
have to read on to find out! Reviews plz!
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