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Working in Kind	By : VSBree Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 14439 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Okay, seriously, you guys are the reason I have such an amazing time writing these stories. I apologize for the confusion previously. This story strays from both the books and movies (having elements of an alternate universe). I will do my best to explain when I've changed from the books, but otherwise, I hope you enjoy the super fluffiness you will find in the next several chapters.
On another note, I am in the works of SEVERAL different stories so I am sorry if I don't update as frequently on one or the other. I love my fans and will do my best to update as quickly as possible for each of those stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and characters. All rights are reserved to J.K. Rowling and publishers. I am not profiting from this fan fiction.
Chapter Warning: ...super fluffy...mushy, gooey goodness
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter
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Working in Kind
Chapter Seven – What Comes Next
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“Sex is a conversation carried out by other means. If you get on well out of bed, half the problems of bed are solved.” - Peter Ustinov
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“On behalf of the department of bonds, connections, and ceremonies, I would like to congratulate you Mister Harry Potter-Snape and Mister Severus Snape on your bonding,” the perky man who arrived only that morning sat saying whilst holding a few folders in his hands. “I have drawn up the contract in which you instructed, so all that must be done is for you to sign for me to notarize it.”
Harry stared blankly at the man before he received said contract. Severus -referring to him by his first name since they had shagged and bonded all the night before- sat beside him in his usual expressionless manner. Harry was curious as to when Severus had time to ready the documents for their bonding, but even more so, why he had to take on the other man's name.
As if reading his mind, Severus turned to him with a smirk. “Our kin will be recognized as an heir. Thus, you are to take my last name, Harry.”
Mouth dropping and eyes wide, Harry stumbled over his words, “Kin...you-you mean...!” Instead of replying, Severus smiled in such a glorious manner that Harry was unable to continue his belligerent incoherent inquiries and merely stared down at the document in his hands.
“...what about my heir...” he mumbled to himself. Severus merely turned to the perky man now sipping a small cup of tea, ignoring their conversation as if he could not hear it.
It was the usual fine points of a bonding contract, as Severus told him upon his inspection. There were numerous details about their 'shared' life. It was an unbreakable bond, from what Harry could read, but the contract stated what would result if one or both parties were to become deceased. It was all very overwhelming. Before he could lose his nerve, Harry signed on the final page alongside Severus' and the perky man left them through the floo.
“I have to tell Hermione...and Ron,” Harry said after a long period of silence. Severus turned to him, peering at him before nodding his head.
“We will make an official announcement to those closest,” Severus began methodically. “I assume that the media will be notified to avoid any...misunderstandings.”
Harry winced when Severus mentioned the media. The Daily Prophet would have a field day, and after he had finally gotten use to not being in the papers. It was definitely an unwelcome idea. Despite it all, he feared Ron and Hermione's reaction the most. He knew that she was both hormonal and in the midst of her own bonding ceremony planning.
However, Hermione would never forgive him for his not telling her before she read it in the papers. Deciding to get the inevitable done, he set to writing the letter. If anything, it was a welcomed distraction to his confusing feelings towards his bonded. A sense of pride upon knowing he would be with Severus for the remainder of his days coupled with his sense of fear that this all felt wrong knowing that not only set him up to become Malfoy's little Potter-toy, but that he could still no trust that Severus had the truest intentions towards the bonding.
Ignoring his swirl of thoughts, Harry started his long and very detailed letter to his dearest friends. Explaining all that had occurred in the most accurate description he could manage but leaving a few more...intimate details out.
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It was not but an hour after he had sent the letter that Hermione's return letter stating she and Ron would be dropping by in the evening had come.
“I will be in my laboratory if you should need me,” Severus had said before leaving him. Harry got the distinctive feeling the man knew this to be a very private matter and wanted to give Harry the space he needed to speak with his friends.
Green flames erupted, pulling Harry away from his thoughts. Hermione came through, her small and slightly round belly. She was held by Ron who made sure she was okay after stepping out of the hearth. Harry could not help the smile as he stared at her beautiful form, and the protective way Ron held her against him.
“Hermione...Ron,” Harry said breathlessly before he was pulled into a very tight hug into a small form by the pregnant Hermione. He laughed as she pulled away, and Ron patted him on the backside in his usual manner.
“Harry,” she said smiling her usual glow about her. Then her eyes were saddened. “How are you?”
He shook his head, helping her into her seat. Ron settled down next to her, placing a hand over hers but keeping his eyes on Harry. “We thought it would be better to talk in person, mate. The letter...well it came as a major shock to us both.”
“I can imagine,” Harry said after sitting down himself. He offered Hermione tea, but she shook her head with a smile. “It was a shock to me as well. I don't really know what to make of it all.”
“So you are soul mates,” she replied simply. “I would have never thought...I mean to say, it is usually fairly difficult to avoid the pull of your soul mate once your magic has identified them. I had read that it is also fairly uncommon to find, so in that respect, you are rather fortunate.”
“Yeah,” Harry nodded. He could certainly agree with that statement. “It was like a light switched on and no matter what I may think or feel about him, it was always overshadowed by these deeper feelings.”
“Oh Harry,” Hermione said breathlessly and put her arm around his shoulder. “You must feel dreadfully confused by it all. Especially with Draco Malfoy demanding such things. I have to admit, despite what you had told me of Professor Snape's betrayal, I am glad that it is him you bonded with. Professor Snape is loyal, and I am fairly certain he will treat you in a way you deserve. Everything else will work out surely.”
Ron did not respond but nodded his assertion. They were all adults now and facing their own circumstances. It seemed they had all matured greatly especially after the war.
“I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner,” Harry whispered. “I was worried about upsetting you in your state.”
“Oh Harry,” she said hugging him hard. “You should know that no matter what our lives may be, we will always be here to listen. Do not suffer alone. This must all be so difficult for you. We will support you, however, the best we can.”
“Thanks 'Mione,” he said simply. Looking down, he smirked. “So how are you?”
“Tired and nauseous,” she laughed. “It is amazing though. I cannot believe it sometimes that in only a short few months, I will have a tiny little Weasley.” Her eyes went teasingly to Ron who blushed profusely. Harry was struck by another thought.
“Hey,” he started. “Is...Severus mentioned something about kin...”
Hermione's eyebrows shot upwards, and Ron almost choked on his tea. “Did he now?”
It was Harry's turn to blush. He looked down at his hands. “I was a little confused...two men can't have children...”
“Yes they can,” she stated firmly. “It is much more difficult to conceive as it requires both the use of magic and a highly potent series of potions in order to make it possible, but yes Harry, they can.”
Harry's head jerked up to stare incredulously at Hermione. Ron was looking away, his tea gripped tightly in his hand. Obviously, it was an awkward conversation for Harry to be having with the two, but he was baffled by it.
“W-what?” he felt like he had been hit by a trolley.
“A combination of the potions and magic cause the formation of what I can only think to refer to as a uterus,” she said smiling. “It was discovered that with a series of these potions collaborated between a mixture of magic and a willing host, a fetus could essentially grow within a wizard. It is a very delicate process, as you can imagine, and the wizard must be monitored very closely. With recent advancements, the process has become much more successful. You see, Harry, the wizarding world is much more accepting of same gender relationships especially now that two wizards can successful create their own kin.”
Harry could not help the sudden gasp at the revelation, “So I am to...”
Hermione was now blushing and turning away from him. “I do not suppose to know the details of your private matters with Professor Snape, Harry. I should think that you two must thoroughly discuss this if you foresee that future.” Clearing her throat, she gazed at him with loving eyes. “However, I would love to see little ones running around with your features and brilliance. They would be fortunate to have you as their father.”
The emotion burned in his chest as Hermione continued to peer at him with such honest love. He was truly fortunate to have such close friends that were more of a family to him than his own relatives had been. Smiling back, he nodded his head. “I can't wait to meet the little Weasley that will hopefully have more of his or her mother's features.”
Ron threw him a mock glare. “Well pardon me mate if I don't meet your fancy.” They all burst into laughter and spent the rest of their time discussing the future wedding. It was the most relaxed Harry had been in a good while.
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Harry steeled himself against the swirling emotions inside him. He was sure that there would be difficulties ahead, but despite everything, he trusted Severus. Deciding to do away with their past, he put one foot forward and stepped inside the laboratory.
Severus was hovering over a cauldron, his hands working meticulously. Harry walked to the taller wizard's side, but said nothing as he watched the man work his potion with precise movements.
“Did your visit go well?” Severus gazed up at him, apparent worry lines in his face. It was nice to see the stoic potion's professor concerned. He smiled and nodded before settling against the table.
“Very,” he said easily. “They do seem to agree you are a much better alternative to Malfoy.”
Severus scoffed before giving Harry a knowing look. “That is clear.” Mirth danced in dark depths, and Harry found himself smiling at the obvious banter.
“Well I guess I would agree,” he replied coolly. Severus huffed before stirring another three times and then turning on Harry with a steady gaze.
“I realize the circumstances could have been better,” he stated firmly. “It is not within my nature to speak my feelings, Harry. I can assure you, however, I will treat you as to which you deserve.”
“I know,” Harry said smiling “...and I will do the same.” Moving from the table, Harry pulled all of his courage and standing on the tips of his toes, he pressed a chaste kiss to potion's professor's lips. He could feel Severus stiffen slightly before arms wrapped around the small of his waist and pulled him more firmly into the kiss. Encircling his arms around the man's neck, he closed his eyes to the comfort those thin lips provided.
His need driving him, he pushed up against the other firmly, rounding his hips. An answered growl was his answer as his body was lifted and placed on the table top. His mouth opened to the hot tongue searching for purchase, allowing their tongues to duel while Harry's legs hugged the body between them. Hands were on him, prying his clothes open and tearing them from his body. Not wanting to be outmatched, Harry's hands began to immediately tear at the man's robes before they were stopped.
“Be a good boy,” Severus whispered huskily. “I am still in the midst of my potion. Must you make everything difficult?”
Harry smirked as he pulled back. “Must you always be in control?”
“It is in my nature, Mister Potter.” Severus pulled Harry by his backside and pressed him firmly against the man's hardened length. Harry gasped against the friction as the potion's professor thrust into him with unrestrained fervor.
“I...” Harry gasped against the growing heat in his belly.
“Coherent sentences if you would,” Severus was smirking again, but Harry was already lost to the friction driving him slowly to the peak. He clung to the man as a hand sneaked its way between them and pulled the hard flesh from his trousers. Harry threw his head back as the pad of his mate's thumb slid over his weeping slit. “So eager for my touch, are you not?”
Harry shook with need as another swipe nearly sent him over the edge. Before he could, Severus was pushing him down onto the topside of the table and removing his trousers. He noticed how deep black the man's eyes were as he took in each newly exposed patch of flesh. Harry was suddenly modest under the close scrutiny.
“You will pay dearly for the botched potion, Mister Potter.” He gave the man a quizzical glance before a slick length was thrusting into him to the hilt. He had no time to recover from the first thrust because as soon as it was drawn backwards, Severus slammed into him again. He cried out as pleasure blazed through him, igniting every nerve. He grasped the end of the table as Severus thrust into him over and over with increasing vigor. It was all he could do as his body crumbled beneath him in the amazing friction inside of him.
“Merlin!” he screamed as his body gave way to his orgasm. Untouched, his seed spurt between them. Severus was several thrusts later before he too succumbed, and then Harry was pulled up and into the older wizard in a firm embrace. He curled into the warmth as his body was returned to its previous state aside for a body wide numbness.
Harry smiled, “That would be what they refer to as a 'quickie'?”
Severus nipped his slightly exposed shoulder. “Must you run your mouth, brat? Now off you go. I must restart the potion you so inconsiderately caused me to botch.”
“Not my fault that you can't keep your hands to yourself,” Harry laughed as he jumped from the desk still not completely feeling his legs. His arm was grabbed before he could leave through the door and his mouth was claimed by dominating lips. He moaned into the mouth before the other pulled away smirking.
“Insolent brat,” Severus spoke in an endearing manner that had Harry gasping against the amazing way those eyes gazed at him. Maybe being with Severus was the best decision he had ever made? He smiled and pulled away, righting himself to his renewed erection. Damned hormones...
“See ya Sev,” he said with a backwards glance obviously catching the other off guard with the use of his nickname. Severus' eyes intensified but the hint of a smile on his lips was all Harry was privy to before he left.
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Harry sat in his office, grading the piles of student essays on the effects of a Dementor's kiss, when Draco Malfoy strode in. Putting down his quill and vaguely recalling a similar situation not days before this, he eyed the man.
“I did not expect to be seeing you again,” Harry said carefully. While at the end of the war within Hogwarts, when they were still seeking out the remaining Death Eaters, Malfoy had saved him from a killing hex that would have hit him if not for the other. They had somehow formed a life debt and previously, Malfoy had stated he would never call upon it, until that fateful day he demanded Harry bond with him. However, Severus and he had bonded with the permission of the Ministry.
“I just received word that my preliminary approval was recalled and rejected in light of a new bond,” Malfoy spat. Harry peered at him unaffected by the obvious rage.
“Yes,” he replied simply. “I do remember Severus telling you as much.”
“This is not over, Potter.” Malfoy warned.
“Surely you do not mean to threaten my bonded,” Severus voice was practically hissing as he entered. Malfoy stiffened against the low rage of it. Harry felt a swell of pride as the older, much more powerful wizard towered over Malfoy. “Did I hear you correctly, Draco? Are you going against my explicit orders and visiting my mate without my being present?”
Malfoy shrank backwards, “No Sev...”
“Do not speak to me with so disrespectfully, boy,” Severus advanced on the other. “I will remind you, Draco. While your father serves out his sentence in Azkaban and your mother, rest her soul, is unable to watch over you, I am thus your guardian. In light of this, Harry is also a partner in your guardianship.” Malfoy looked sick at the revelation. “If you are to threaten him again, I will see to it personally that you never inherit. Is that understood?”
Malfoy nodded vehemently before Severus dismissed him with a hand. With a sneer to Harry, Malfoy left the room. Severus turned and walked the short distance to Harry. He barely had time to register what the man meant to do before he was pulled up from his chair and a mouth covered his own in a demanding kiss.
He kissed back, losing himself in it, before he was finally able to push away.
“Someone might-” Harry started but was silenced as the man's mouth once more claimed his in a searing kiss. An unrestrained moan left his throat as he succumbed to the maddening kiss. Clasping the potion's professor's robes, he returned the passion as best he could. After minutes of snogging senselessly, were they finally drawn apart.
“Merlin,” Harry was finally able to breathe.
“If he approaches you again,” Severus said fiercely. “You are to immobilize him and bring him to me.”
“I can handle Malfoy,” Harry retorted. “I am no child, and he does not scare me.”
“I was not asking, Harry.” Severus replied angrily. “You are to do as I say, is that understood?”
“Yes,” Harry finally said giving in. He did not want to argue over something as small as this, so he would be compliant just this once. “You can be a fearsome opponent...”
Severus was smirking again. “Indeed.” Severus pulled away before running a possessive hand over Harry's neck and eliciting a gasp from the smaller bonded. “I fear I lose my head when I am around you. I will be away this evening, so you may go to bed without me.”
Harry nodded, “Where will you be going?”
“Procuring our shared estate,” Severus said nonchalantly.
Harry fell over himself as he babbled off. “Our estate?”
“Where did you think you would be staying when we returned for holidays?” Severus was mocking Harry with his questioning gaze.
“Well I have Grimmauld to return to...”
“Black's estate...” Severus' face contorted. “I think not.”
“He was my only family,” Harry stated angrily. “I know the two of you had a past, but at least respect the fact that he was dear to me.” He could feel the thrumming of his heart in his chest.
“Forgive me,” Severus looked a bit awkward in the face of Harry's rage. Harry immediately calmed as the man continued. “I only meant that I would like to have our own abode, if you will, in which we can return to.”
Harry felt foolish as he nodded. He knew that Severus only meant well by finding somewhere they both could call home. Pressing a kiss to the man's cheek, Harry smiled. “I'm sorry too. Will I get to help?”
“Of course,” Severus said simply. “If you would prefer, you may join me this evening. I thought you would be occupied with your grading. However, this is a situation in which affects us both.”
Harry smiled once more. “I would love to.”
“Meet me in our quarters promptly at seven,” Severus replied quickly.
“Okay.”
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