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Areas of Expertise	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 42274 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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-- Hope you're all still liking! This chapter is another plot type one, although the next one is planned to be full of lemony goodness - if I can just get the boys to co-operate.

Harry: Would someone please tell her I'm not gay? What happened was a fluke. I didn't enjoy it!

-- See what I have to contend with? If you review, I might be able to convince Harry that people are fine with him being gay (Harry: I'm NOT gay!) and then I won't have such a fight on my hands when I write the lemon. Seriously people, smut is tricky to write! SP

Chapter Eight ' News

'The bravest thing you can do when you are not brave is to profess courage and act accordingly.' Corra Harris

***

Madam Pomfrey drew the curtains back that surrounded Harry's bed, letting in a bright stream of sunlight. Eyes watering from the abrupt change in light, Harry could only make out two wavery figures standing by his bed. A splash of red led him to guess who they were.

'Ron? 'Mione?' he queried, blinking rapidly.

'Harry,' Hermione's voice sounded relieved. After all, they hadn't been allowed to see him at all the previous day. 'How are you?'

The patient shrugged. 'Not so bad. I was sick again when I woke up, but I feel fine now.'

The two friends sat on the bed, Hermione keeping an eye out for the Medi-Witch as she disliked the beds being sat on.

'We seem to spend half our lives here, watching you,' Hermione said, but she was smiling slightly.

'Yeah, mate,' Ron added, 'and I spend far too much of my time clearly up your puke!'

'Sorry about that.' Harry said, grinning at his friends. Then he continued, 'Pomfrey told me last night that Dumbledore would be here at some point today. I hope he knows what's going on, 'cos nobody else seems to!'

At that moment the headmaster entered the room, followed, somewhat reluctantly, by Severus Snape. It seemed somehow wrong to see Snape during broad daylight ' he was so obviously someone who preferred the dark.

'Harry!' Dumbledore's voice was warm. 'And Miss Granger and Mr Weasley, how marvellous.' Looking as though he was about to rub his hands together in glee, the teacher sat down on the visitor's chair.

At the sudden burst of noise, Pomfrey had bustled out of her room, a reproach on her lips. At the sight of her boss, however, she closed her mouth, eyes angry, and marched back to her office.

Albus raised an eyebrow. 'She seems rather upset with me, Severus.' He observed. 'Perhaps you could speak with Mr Potter whilst I talk to Poppy?' He pushed his hands down on the arms of the chair, as if to rise.

No way, old man!

Albus chuckled at Severus' strongly worded reply. Sometimes Legilimency was a useful tool. He settled back down.

'No, I think I should explain.' The old man looked seriously at the boy lying on the bed. 'The news I have for you is very shocking, Harry. If you wish your friends to remain I will make no objection, but be sure.'

The Boy-Who-Lived chewed on his lower lip. They might as well stay, he thought I'll no doubt end up telling them anyway.

Albus had read the boy's response and nodded. 'I agree, Harry. Now, I asked that you and Severus had sex,'

'WHAT?!' shrieked Ron.

'THAT'S ILLEGAL!' Hermione shouted.

Harry shook his head sadly. 'Guys,' he began softly, but Ron was too angry.

'That - that - DEATH EATER touched you?!' Ron was standing and glowering at the Slytherin.

Hermione joined him, but her attention was on Dumbledore. 'It's illegal! In 'Hogwarts: A History' it clearly states that since the Rogers/Byrne scandal of 1405, no student may enter into a physical relationship with any adult here. Snape should be sacked!'

Snape's jaw twitched as though he was severely holding himself in check. Although frustrated by the two, he could quite understand their reaction ' and it was a reaction he was going to have to get used to over the coming months as Harry's pregnancy became more obvious.

'Hermione!' Harry yelled, 'Stop it, ok? And you Ron. Look, I appreciate this, I really do, but I need to know what's wrong with me. We can discuss what happened some other time, yeah?'

His friends glared at Snape and Dumbledore respectively, but sat down again.

The head began again, editing his words slightly to avoid more conflict, 'I requested your ... er … coupling,' (Ron looked disgusted) 'for two reasons. The first was to prevent Voldemort using sex magic on you, Harry, should he ever catch you, and the second was to bring your magics into harmony. Sadly, that does not seem to have happened, and instead someone has sabotaged what I had wanted.'

Snape started prowling along the end of the bed. He wanted this confession over and done with; there was so much to oversee now that the boy had to move rooms.

'Harry,' Albus said softly, 'someone managed to give you the Gero potion.'

On the bed, Hermione gasped. 'Oh no! Then Harry's '?'

'I'm what?'

Hermione turned tear filled eyes to him. 'Pregnant, Harry. You're pregnant.'

The black haired boy began laughing.

Once he started he couldn't stop.

It was Snape who strode over to the boy and slapped him across the face. Harry gulped, placed a hand against his stinging cheek, and turned to Dumbledore.

The old man sighed. 'I am afraid Miss Granger is correct. In June, you will give birth to a child. Your and Severus' child.'

Snape growled and suddenly cut in. 'Potter, it is too dangerous for you to remain in the Gryffindor,' (he sneered the word 'Gryffindor') 'dorms. You will move into one of the unused dungeon rooms. This means that I can help care for you.' He paused and went on, 'No one else is to be told.' He glared at the two Gryffindors who sat on the bed. 'NO ONE. The Order will continue to hunt down the Dark Lord's followers, and myself and Madam Pomfrey will attend to your needs. We six are the only ones who know that you were not meant to become pregnant, and that is the way it will remain. We cannot allow members of the Order to waste their time trying to discover who learned of our plans.'

'Waste their time?' Ron was indignant. 'It's not a waste of time to find out who... who...'

'Violated Harry.' Hermione finished sternly.

'Much as I would love the Order to focus its energies on finding out who has done this to Harry, we must consider the larger picture,' Albus' voice was calm. 'Severus and Poppy will easily be able to care for your friend. And do not think,' he added, addressing Ron and Hermione, 'that no investigation will take place. It will.'

Hermione wasn't entirely satisfied, but nodded.

***

The discussion that had taken place after Dumbledore and Snape had departed had taken most of the afternoon and had left Harry exhausted.

The light streaming through the windows had become tinged with pink and gold before Hermione and Ron had finished going over everything they had been told, suspected, or imagined.

Harry had listened to all they had said, but been distanced from them at the same time. He realised that nothing would be the same for him now. He couldn't even feel the life within him but he knew he would gladly die to protect his son or daughter.

Whatever Voldemort had planned, Harry was going to defeat the scaly git. He was not going to have his child grow up in the middle of a war. And, whatever the reason for his pregnancy, he was not going to allow his child to be used.

If Voldemort planned this deliberately, then he wants my child.

His face set and he broke across Ron and Hermione's argument. 'I'll kill him.' He said quietly, but there was real venom in his voice.

-- dun dun duuun! Hope you enjoyed. I'm trying to balance the sex and the plot (although sometimes the two combine, which is great!) to keep all you pervs out there happy. ; ) Stay sick! SP
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