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The Gathering Storm	By : BelladonnaLaMorte Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER ONE

Ten years ago....

Harry waited with bated breath and with his eyes clenched shut, clinging to the hand of his lover as he waited for his parent’s response. At just sixteen years old and half-way through the first year of his Newts he was more than aware that his parents weren’t expecting him to bring home a lover who was twenty years older than him and still one of his teachers but he was praying for some leniency. Yes, Harry Potter was in love with, and dating, Severus Snape, Potions Master, Spymaster and Head of Slytherin House. The Slytherin had taught and trained Harry in order to defeat the Dark Lord and somewhere along the line he had fallen in love with the green-eyed student. At the same time, much to his disbelief Harry had also fallen in love with his teacher. Despite the mutual attraction and confessions, the two had withheld starting a proper relationship, both physical and emotional until Harry had turned sixteen and was officially ‘legal’. Despite all of the other accusations that had been hurled at him over his years, Severus refused to be branded as a paedophile and accused of corrupting the Boy-Who-Lived. That landmark date had been four months ago, the same night that Harry defeated Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries and the two of them had never looked back. They had waited this long to tell Harry’s parents because they wanted to see if things were actually going to work out between them. When it had turned out that things were working between them and that they intended to be in this for the long haul then they had made the decision to tell Harry’s parents. Talking of Harry’s parents they still hadn’t said anything and they were both starting to get rather anxious when the tension was broken by a crash from behind the closed kitchen door. It would appear that they had not only confessed to Harry’s mum and dad, they had also confessed to his six incredibly over-protective hot-tempered brothers and one infatuated little sister.

***Flashback***

Harry sat quietly in the corner of the Headmaster’s office as he was argued over by the majority of the Order of the Phoenix. It was days before his fifteenth birthday and he had been rescued almost a week ago by Tonks and Moody after the Order had realised that things hadn’t been ideal for him and had rescued him from Privet Drive. However, since his arrival and his treatment by Madam Pomfrey and Professor Snape, everyone had been arguing about what should be done with him. Several people had argued that he should be sent back to the Dursley’s albeit with some extra protection. As much as he wanted to, and as much as the animagus had argued for it, he hadn’t been able to go and live with Sirius and Remus at Grimmauld Place. Apparently, an ex-convict godfather living in a pure-blood manor house under the Fidelius charm with a werewolf ex-professor as his lover wasn’t satisfactory for the Ministry. They also knew that the Ministry, if they found out, would insist that he was returned to the Dursley’s until he was of age. Thankfully, that option had been erased as of last night, if Harry’s vision and the burning summons of Severus’ Dark Mark was anything to go by. Voldemort had finally realised that the blood he had forcibly taken from Harry in the graveyard during the Fourth task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament and last night had simply walked through the blood wards surrounding number 4 Privet Drive and massacred the Dursley’s in their beds. As awful as it was though, Harry couldn’t bring himself to feel any regret for their loss.

He was currently curled up and sandwiched in between his official godfather and his unofficial godfather (and official godfather’s lover), relishing in the comfort that the two were willingly offering. It was things like this that he missed the most when he was at the Dursley’s; affection freely given just because he was Harry. He had nearly fallen asleep when the floo network activated and Kingsley Shacklebolt, Nymphadora Tonks and Alastor Moody floo-ed in from the Ministry. They had confirmed that the Dursley’s were dead and that a new guardian for Harry needed to be found and made official incredibly quickly as Fudge was manoeuvring to have Harry made a ward of the Ministry. Harry looked up as he heard someone speaking up and saying that they would happily take Harry in and not only become his guardians, but that they would adopt him and willingly take him into their family as another son. He looked up in amazement to see that it was Arthur Weasley who had spoken, Molly nodding furiously behind him. In a daze, he had nodded when they asked if he was willing to accept the adoption (although only after Sirius had agreed and the Weasley’s had insisted that Sirius would remain his godfather and that they would be adding Remus as well) and bemusedly sat and listened as people sprang into action to process the adoption as quickly as possible.

One blood ritual and two days later he had received the official paperwork saying that although his surname remained the same, he was now the legal son of Arthur and Molly Weasley, youngest of seven brothers and the youngest big brother to Ginevra Weasley, legal godson of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin-Black. He finally had what he had always wanted; a family.

***End Flashback***

Harry gulped as he saw his brothers tumble into the room even as Ginny let out a great heaving sob and ran up the stairs. With it being Halloween, the Weasley’s still at Hogwarts had been allowed to come home for the weekend and when this had been announced the five eldest Weasley brothers had announced that they would returning to the Burrow for the weekend along with various and assorted girlfriends. With the whole family there Harry had, for some unknown reason, decided that it was a good idea to tell his family about Severus. He had decided to tell everybody before they ate dinner and was starting to wonder whether it was a good idea to say anything at all. The silence was beginning to get to him and he tensed, preparing himself for the diatribe that was surely heading his way. As Severus felt him tense he released his grip on Harry’s hand and pulled him securely into his side, arm wrapped around his shoulders.

His jaw dropped as he heard a loud squeal and was wrapped in a smothering embrace as the air was rapidly forced out of his lungs.

“Mum? Can you let go of me please? I can’t breathe.” Harry gasped for breath as soon as he was released only to hear Severus grunt both in surprise and as the air left his lungs as Molly swept him into a hug. The black eyes were wide with shock, causing the older Weasley boys to grin at his predicament.

He met his Dad’s gaze and the mild-mannered patriarch just smiled sympathetically. “Molly dear, I think Severus is rapidly running out of oxygen and I think Harry would like an explanation. Boys, apparently you were intending on listening in on this conversation anyway, so you might as well come in and have a part in this conversation.”

Harry sat down at the kitchen table, Severus next to him, equally as non-plussed with Molly and Arthur just to the left of him and the Weasley brothers taking seats and perches wherever they could around the room.

“You seem to be taking all of this incredibly well.” Severus observed. “None of you seem to be particularly surprised either.”

Ron snorted. “Mate, we share a dorm. You can’t control whose name you call out behind the curtains. We thought Nev was going to have a bloody heart-attack the first time he heard you.”

Harry blushed a bright cherry red as all of the brothers started chuckling at this comment. He quickly caught on and realised just why they hadn’t appeared surprised. “Let me guess, you had great fun telling this lot. Thanks a lot Ron.”

The red-head grinned unrepentantly. “This lot will tell you exactly the same thing. That’s the job of an older brother. I’m sorry to say that you’re the youngest brother out of seven; that means you get six older brothers taking the piss out of you.”

Harry groaned, stuck his tongue out at his incredibly smug older siblings and turned to his parents. “You don’t seem too surprised either. How did you know, Mum? Dad?”

The two smiled at each other before Arthur spoke. “We could just tell. Like Ron said, you’re the youngest of 7 boys Harry. We may not have many hopes for the twins and Ron but we’ve seen the other three fall in love and we could just tell. The way that you spoke about Severus changed at some point last year and you always seemed to be more concerned when you knew that he had to report to Voldemort. Plus, you always asked about him after Order meetings. We’re your parents; we will always know what’s going on with our children.”

Harry smiled shyly, still seeming somewhat nervous. “You don’t mind? You really don’t mind that it’s Severus?”

Both Molly and Arthur shook their heads, Molly sending a smile to Severus as she did so. “He’s a good man Harry and he’s good for you. You seem a lot happier and you deserve that happiness. You’ve seen too many things to be happy with somebody your own age and Severus understands what you’ve been through. Besides, I don’t think that I’ve ever actually seen him smile as much when he’s with you. You’re as good for him as he is for you.”

Harry smiled, as did Severus and both thanked the Weasley’s – parents and siblings – before the whole group moved outside for the food, leaving Molly to try and console Ginny.

Severus walked up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his waist as he pressed a kiss to his temple. “Well, we’ve told your parents, it’s just the mutts to tell now. What’s the probability that they won’t take it as well?”

Harry nodded. “You’re right. Remus will take it well but it’ll be Sirius who’s the problem. Having said that, I think there’s something going on. Remus hasn’t seemed the same the last couple of times that he’s been up to Hogsmeade to see me.”

“Something tells me that we’re not going to have to wait that long to tell them. I believe I can hear the mutt in the kitchen.”

Severus took a step back from his teenage lover as said lover’s godfathers walked out of the kitchen, both of them looking remarkably relaxed and happy. It was a sight that Harry had never thought he would see after Sirius had escaped from Azkaban. At the same time, he noticed that there was something different about Remus, he wasn’t sure what, but there was just something different. He shook it off to think about later as he headed towards the duo, flinging himself towards Remus for one of the man’s wonderful hugs only to be caught by Sirius. He swung round to look at his dark-haired godfather in confusion.

“Siri? What’s the matter, why can’t I hug Remy?”

Arms wrapped round him from behind and he looked behind him to see warm amber eyes looking down at him, lit up with something that he couldn’t recognise.

“You can hug me cub, you’re just going to have to be a little bit more careful for the next eight months or so.”

Wide emerald eyes met with laughing amber ones before switching to swirling mercury orbs for confirmation. “You’re pregnant? You’re going to have a baby?!” Harry’s voice squeaked with excitement at the end much to his mortification.

Remus nodded, his face flushed and his eyes bright with happiness as he hugged Harry tightly. “Yes, I’m pregnant. It would appear that the lore is true when it comes to soul-mates. Now that the threat of Voldemort has disappeared the wolf feels that it is safe enough to bring a cub into the world. You’re going to be a big brother. Now, what do you say to us going to see what your lover and my husband are talking about?”

Harry automatically stiffened at Remus’ words before relaxing as he was squeezed tighter. “Did you really think that you could hide it from me little one? I could smell Severus on you and other things as well.” Harry blushed at the words. “I’m happy for you cub and so is Sirius.” At Harry’s disbelieving look he carried on talking. “He’s grown up. He’s not going to do anything to Severus. After everything that you’ve seen and done there was no way that you could be happy with somebody your own age. You need somebody who understands and Severus is that person. He completes you. I don’t think that you’ve been this happy; I don’t think that we’ve seen you this happy before. Your parents would be very happy for you, especially Lily. Severus is a good man. Now, regardless of whether he’s a good man or not I think we’ve submitted him to Sirius for long enough. Come on, let’s go and rescue the both of them.”

Harry nodded happily and leaned into the arm that was slung over his shoulder as the two of them walked over to where their two dark-haired partners were standing together but looking incredibly uncomfortable. As they reached them Harry stepped into Severus’ arms and snuggled closer whilst Remus stepped into Sirius’ embrace, allowing the other man’s arms to encircle him, hands resting protectively on his stomach. Harry smiled and looked up at Severus, kissing him chastely on the lips as the older man bent his head. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sirius shudder and pull a face but hold back the comment that he so obviously wanted to make and Harry got the feeling that maybe he could have his happy ending.

In the present.....

Harry had flourished within the Weasley family and was blissfully happy. Admittedly things were still awkward with Ginny, not just for Harry but for the rest of the family as well. She had never accepted Harry’s relationship with Severus, even after tenyears and unfortunately, as the majority of her friends were her friends through Harry, Ron and Hermione and approved of his relationship, her friendships had suffered. She now had a tendency to stay away from the Burrow on family occasions unless her presence was demanded by Molly and Arthur. All of the brothers had moved away from the family home and Molly was definitely suffering from empty-nest syndrome but was somewhat mollified by the fact that everybody came home on a regular basis. It also helped that the Weasley matriarch was a proud grandmother several times over. Percy had married his Hogwarts sweetheart Penelope Clearwater as soon as he had graduated from Hogwarts and they were the proud parents of a six year old boy and a four year old girl. Fleur Delacour and Nymphadora Tonks had married the two eldest Weasley brothers and had one child each with Tonks pregnant with her and Charlie’s second child. Ron and Hermione, both of them working at the Ministry, had also married straight out of Hogwarts and had three daughters – Elizabeth, Jennifer and Katharine. The only Weasley’s not in a relationship were the twins, who were too consumed with their business to even think about finding love and Ginny, still completely and utterly obsessed with Harry to the extent that no sane man would consider dating her.

All of this brings us back to Harry, blissfully happy with his husband and three children, ensconced in the school that was his first real home, unaware that the life he currently had after dreaming of it for so long was going to be torn apart very quickly and unexpectedly.

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