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The weakness of the heart	By : ladyiceberg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 11466 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All rights of Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling. I am making absolutely no money from this piece of fictional writing.

Chapter List
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Title:The weakness of the heart

Pairing: Severus Snape x Harry Potter

Rating: NC-17

Genre: Romance, Smut, Drama

Warning:The story ignores the epilogue. Implied rape. Mpreg

Length: one-shot

Summary: After one of his auror missions goes wrong, Harry disappears from the wizarding world. It takes the stubbornness of a potion master to bring him back, and give him what he had wished most in this world, a family.

This is a YAOI FANFICTION, meaning BOYXBOY love. If you don't like it, don't read it.

Special thanks to my beta reader Yuuki Toshi for lending her knowledge and patience in the writing of this story. Dear, you are gold!

Pain. Excruciating pain. Never in his life had he felt such intense pain. He had developed a high level of tolerance to it during his life, but now the experience was for nothing as this pain was beyond anything he had felt before.

"Push Harry! I can see the head... Deep breath… and push." The young man listened to the woman's voice and, taking a deep breath, he pushed as hard as he could. As he did so more pain washed over him and he couldn't suppress the screams that rose in his throat. His cries pierced thewoman's heart, but she could do nothing for him.

"The head is out! Just one more good push and the shoulders will come out as well; then it will be all over. Come on Harry you can do it… just like before, take a deep breath and push!" This time Harry couldn't obey, he was too tired and sore to move. He looked at the woman with teary eyes and then he let his body settle down on the pillows behind him.

"No more… I can't… Just please…" Harry had to force the words, as his throat was dry and raw from screaming. The woman looked sympathetically at the worn out young man before her and sighed. She wished she could help him, but she knew that it was not possible.

"Harry… just one more push and it'll be over I promise you." The boy sighed deeply and then he started to push himself up, but he stopped as he felt more pain taking over his body. "I know it hurts dear, but you know that there is nothing I can do. The curse that's been used on you doesn't allow me to help you in any way. If it were for me, I would have done a c-section, but as you saw earlier, I can't use any spells on you and the potions have no effect; I also don't have the materials or help to manage the muggle way. It hurts so much because you've torn so if you want this to be over just push. Or are you going to give Lucius Malfoy satisfaction?" The woman was pleased to see that her last words had worked to wake him from his stupor a little.

Harry had pushed himself up and he was breathing in and out as he had been instructed before, preparing himself to push again. A few seconds later as the next contraction hit Harry took a deep breath; fisted his hands in the sheets beneath him and pushed as hard as he could. "That's it Harry, push just a little more…" Harry continued to push until he felt the baby slide out from his body. When it was finally over he let himself drop on the pillows and a small smile appeared on his face as he heard his child cry for the first time.

"You've had a little boy Harry; do you want to hold him?" Harry opened his closed eyes and saw Madam Pomfrey leaning over him while holding his son in her arms. Instinctively, Harry extended his arms towards his child and the woman handed the baby to him. Harry looked at his child and smiled. The baby was still dirty, covered in blood and tissue, but to Harry he was the most perfect baby in the world. He kissed his son's head and feeling too tired he closed his eyes.

"Just sleep, you earned it." Harry felt the baby being taken from his arms and then he fell into a deep slumber.

The next time Harry woke up, he was surprised to see that he was no longer in his house in the mountains. Now he was in a place that reminded him of the hospital wing at Hogwarts, but Harry knew that he was not there since it had been destroyed during the final battle and the castle still needed to be repaired. Remembering the final battle, Harry sighed. Fifteen months had passed since then, but he could still remember it as if it was yesterday. A sudden nostalgia took over his heart and soul: he missed his friends, he missed his life, but now everything was lost.

Not wanting to fall back into a depression, Harry tried to distract himself so he sat on the white bed beneath him and looked around. The first thing he noticed was the crib next to his bed. He stood up from the bed and leaned over to look into the crib.

Green eyes met black and in that moment, Harry began to sob violently. He covered his mouth with a hand so he wouldn't frighten the child and moved unsteadily back to the bed where he buried his face in the pillows to muffle his cries. He hadn't cried, not once since that cursed day, but now he couldn't stop the sobs that wracked his body.

It happened six months after he had defeated Voldemort. He was on a mission to capture the remaining death eaters along with his team of aurors. They had information that a large group was spotted in the Forest of Dean located in Gloucestershire, so they went there. Since the forest was large, they split up in teams of two. He was paired with an older auror and during their search the man had disappeared. He went to look for him and found him nearby, but he was already dead. He hadn't had the time to alert the other aurors since he was ambushed, he tried to fight them but they were too many; he was captured. He was blinded so he couldn't see where they took him, and when his vision came back, he was standing before none other than Lucius Malfoy in the tattered remains of a grand house.

He was hexed and cursed by all the death eaters there but none used unforgivable curses. That pleasure was reserved for the elder Malfoy, who had used the cruciatus curse multiple times on Harry until the boy was too weak to fight it. Then the man forced him to drink something and he was in agony for what seemed like hours but was in truth only a few long, drawn out minutes. When that particular pain ended, Lucius used another spell on him that the boy had never heard before. Since he didn't feel any pain from this spell he ignored it in favour of taking category of his current aches.

There were a few minutes of silence and Harry though that they were done with him for now, but he was sadly mistaken. Snape was lead into the room by several Death Eaters holding him at wand point. Harry was shocked into stillness by the sight of his former professor. He had been presumed dead after the final battle –thought to be killed by Voldemort himself. He jumped when Lucius began to rage and scream about finally having revenge. Harry thought he was about to die along side the dark man but apparently Lucius had a different plan.

The new leader of the Death Eaters forced a potion down Snape's throat and then began to brag about this new creation. Apparently, what Lucius had given Snape was an extremely powerful potion that was meant to bring out a humans brutish, animalistic side. Harry was too weak to move, but his mind was functioning at its full capacity so he understood at once what Lucius wanted. The ragged looking blonde was aiming to humiliate both him and Snape by forcing Snape to attack and rape him. Snapes continuous calm façade infuriated Lucius and in his rage he forced the professor to take three times the regular dose of the potion. When Harry saw the last of the potion empty from the bottle he felt in his heart that his luck had finally run out, he was about to die.

When the death eaters released Snape –shielding themselves from his wrath- the man soon pounced on Harry and began to rip at his robes and beat him in intervals. Harry couldn't fight the man since he was already too weak from the previous torture. He just prayed silently that the man would somehow stop. Snape never did, instead he took him like a savage beast. Harry felt himself being ripped apart as the man's cock was forced into him dry. From then on he didn't remember anything clearly. He knew he had begged for the punishment to stop but the only response he had gotten had been a punch to the cheek that had knocked him out. When he regained consciousness sometime later the older man was still inside him, rutting against him like an animal. After the man came inside him with a grunt he pulled out and rolled away. Harry felt sick when he felt the semen and blood running out of him onto his thighs. He was beginning to vomit when an explosion rocked the room. The last thing Harry remembered after that was Ron standing over him.

When Harry came too he was in a private room at St Mungo's. In a chair next to his bed he discovered the old Mediwitch Madam Pomfrey. As the woman was asleep Harry attempted not to wake her with his movements but wards set on his bed quickly woke the woman up. After giving him a quick once over and tucking him firmly back under his covers she explained that Ron had brought him immediately to St Mungo's when he was recovered from the manor. Ron had distrusted the St Mungo's staff so he had gained permission to have Madam Pomfrey come to look after him. She continues her explanation with a summary of all that had happened since he had been admitted. Harry was shocked to learn he had been unconscious for about a month but the biggest shock was the affect Lucius Malfoy's potion had on him. Madam Pomfrey explained that the potion was a strange combination of a potion commonly given to women to help them conceive and an unknown mix of ingredients that no one had seen before.

This combination had created a womb inside of him and now he was four weeks pregnant. She assured Harry that no one except her knew about this and she told him that it was his decision to tell his friends. Harry felt he should have been repulsed, but he only smiled at the news. He was going to have a child, someone who would love him unconditionally –someone he could love unconditionally- someone he would call family. His happiness was short lived though when door of his room opened to reveal Severus Snape.

Harry suddenly felt frightened, his body began to shiver and he pulled the covers more firmly over his body protectively. With every step the older man took Harry's fear multiplied and in the end, the young man snapped. He screamed at Snape to get out, to leave him alone, to never search for him again. He didn't want to listen to the man's explanations or apologies; all he wanted was for the man to leave him alone. After several long moments of desperate screams, Snape finally got the message and left.

Harry managed to calm down after the man left and realized that he couldn't tell anyone about his child. He felt ashamed even though he knew that there was nothing to feel ashamed for, what had happened was neither his nor Snapes fault. Harry decided to leave his life behind and find a place to start anew. The old mediwitch thought about arguing, but wisely kept silent. She could see that Harry was to unstable now to deal with other people anyways.

From then on Harry avoided his friends and eventually cut all communication. He bought a small house in a muggle area up in the mountains and went to live there. The only connection he kept with the wizarding world was Madam Pomfrey who stubbornly refused to leave him alone. She was the one who took care of him all those months he was pregnant and she was the one who helped him give birth. Harry was most grateful to her for not letting him alone, but at the same time he feared that the woman would eventually tell Snape about the baby even after he had expressly asked her not to.

A warm hand on his back made Harry look up from his pillow. Madam Pomfrey smiled kindly at him and wiped some of his tears. Harry was used to the woman's kindness and he knew that she didn't pity him so he let her hug him.

"Are you feeling better now?" Harry burst into quiet laughter after hearing the woman's question. He did so because the woman had always told him to let himself cry since it would make him feel better, but he never listened, and now he knew that she had been right.

"I am." The mediwitch smiled -guessing the reason for the laughter- and performed a quick scan on him and after she was sure that he was indeed well, she charmed the bed so Harry could sit upright.

"I'm glad to hear that. Now, there are a few things I need to tell you; first, you were out for a week, which actually helped matters as your body had the chance to heal completely. Second there is nothing I can do about the womb, that part of the curse is permanent although the rest has dissolved. This does mean though that you can get pregnant if you have sex with men without protection but luckily you won't get periods. I know an extremely powerful charm to teach to prevent pregnancy that I'll teach you later. Lastly, Severus has contacted me, asking after your health. I haven't told him anything but…" The woman's words trailed off when she noticed Harry's reaction to Severus' name. The young man looked deeply disturbed and she frowned deeply. "Harry, you know Severus didn't want to rape you, right?" When Harry avoided her eyes, the old witch got a little angry. She understood Harry's feelings, but Snape was not to blame here.

"Harry, the man was drugged; he didn't have control over his body. Malfoy gave him four bottles of potion… Merlin knows what would have happened to you if Severus hadn't had so much self-control. Harry, do you know what happens when someone takes this kind of potion?" When Harry nodded 'no', the woman sighed and sat next to him on the bed.

"When someone takes this kind of potion, he becomes a brute. All the animalistic instincts inside of him are brought to life, and he acts only on instinct. For predators and humans, their instinct is to kill and to mate. In both cases the weakest prey would be chosen. For Severus you were the easiest target since Malfoy had tortured you until you couldn't fight anymore. If he really wanted to hurt you Harry, he would have kept you awake until he was done. Do you know how much strength must he had had to pull away when he did? Usually a man who takes a small dose of this potion goes at it for the whole night; he had drunk four bottles…" The woman stopped when she heard the baby crying softly. Harry wanted to move, but the old mediwitch pushed him back down on the bed.

"He is a darling. While you were sleeping he never cried unless he was hungry. I'll give him to you so I can go bring the formula to feed him, ok?" Harry nodded and opened his arms to receive the baby. After the small child was in his father's arms, Madam Pomfrey left to get his food.

Harry was left alone with a teary baby in his arms. He didn't know what to do at first, but suddenly he remembered what his aunt was doing to Dudley when he was crying so he began to hum a slow song and moved his arms from side to side rocking the baby. The baby calmed down and fisted one of his small hands in Harry's shirt. For the first time since the baby was born, Harry took a good look at the child. The baby had little hair and it was black, his face was a combination between his and Snape's, and Harry found it cute. The child's skin color was a light combination between his tan skin and Snape's sallow one; his eyes were dark just like Snape's, the only differences were that they were filled with innocence and they had Harry's almond-shaped form; his nose was (thankfully) Harry's and his lips were plump and curling and they were pink in color. Harry leaned over and kissed the baby's head gently, despite all he loved his child deeply and he would always do.

"You should name him you know." Harry looked from the baby in his lap to the woman before him and frowned. He had thought of a name but now that he had seen the child, he didn't like the name anymore. Madam Pomfrey gave Harry the bottle with the baby's food, and then she showed the boy how to hold it so his son could drink. As soon as the bottle nipple touched the baby's lips, the child opened them to let it in and then closed them beginning to suck fast.

"Someone was hungry." Madam Pomfrey laughed as she watched the child eagerly drink his milk. Harry smiled too and in that moment a perfect name came to mind.

"Theodore…" Harry whispered and the child stopped eating to look at him. When Harry wanted to pull the bottle away, the baby began to suck again.

"What did you say dear?" The old mediwitch asked as she turned her attention from the baby to Harry.

"His name, Theodore, Theodore Potter." The woman smiled and with a fling of her wand, she made a birth certificate appear and then she gave Harry his wand.

"Sign here… here… and here. And Harry dear, the child has also another father, you should write it down too." Harry hesitated for a moment, but in the end wrote everything down. After he was done, Madam Pomfrey signed it as well and then made it disappear just as it came.

"Wasn't the certificate supposed to stay with me?" Harry asked suddenly feeling anxious. The woman sighed and turned towards Harry.

"The birth certificate will return to you after the baby is registered in the Ministry's birth records. I'm sorry Harry, but as a mediwitch, it is my duty to do it. I only advise you this: tell Severus before he finds out from someone else." Harry wanted to argue when the door of the room opened stopping him, and revealing an extremely furious Severus Snape.

"He already did." Hearing the man's voice Harry shivered in fear, and this time he really had a good reason to be scared. Severus walked fast towards the bed where the boy was and his anger softened when he saw the small child eating in his arms.

"Is this the reason you've forbidden me from seeing you? Is this the reason you've made me feel like a monster for months? Tell me Potter, how much more do you intend to take away from me? You've taken away all my self-esteem and self-respect. I've had to quit my post at the school because I can't bear to look at those children because you've denied me the chance to apologize, the chance to be forgiven. Now you've taken my child from me? My child Mr. Potter? What right do you have to keep my child from me?" Severus mentally cursed himself for losing his composure but as soon as he had seen the child in Potters arms he had snapped and lost what little composure he had left. Snapes deep loud voice had frightened Theodore, and he let the bottles nipple fall from his mouth and he started to cry.

"Shhh… I'm here, I'm here… Shhh…" Harry tightened his hold on the baby and began to rock him hoping that he would stop crying. Theodore didn't calm down though, and Harry noticed that the child was looking straight at Snape. Furious that the man had scared the child with his loud angry remarks, Harry took his wand and pointed it at him.

"You better leave before I do something we'll both regret. And just so you know, Theodore is my child. I was the one who carried him for nine months, and I was the one who gave birth to him… You… you were a simple donor; so take your leave." Harry was determined to hex the man if he tried anything, but Severus didn't give him the opportunity. The potions master took a few steps back putting some distance between them and sat on a nearby bed before looking directly at Harry with his dark penetrating eyes.

"You may think that, but the child's birth certificate says otherwise. The moment you wrote my name on it, you acknowledged me as his biological father so we have the same rights over him. Moreover, I already signed the birth certificate the same way you did, that means that I have also acknowledged the baby as mine, and I already registered it to make sure you can't change it. " Harry's jaw dropped and his eyes moved with light speed to the woman who was sitting silently on a chair in between them.

"Was this what you had planned? To help me until now and then betray me in the end? I thought you were on my side. You said you'd never tell him!" Harry was on the verge of tears and so was the child in his arms. Madam Pomfrey opened her mouth to say something, but instead of her voice, Harry heard Snape's.

"She didn't tell me Mr. Potter, I found out on my own. I was at the Ministry talking with Kingsley when the paper arrived. Did you know that they made special wards for anything that has your name on it? No? Too bad. As I was saying, I was there when the paper arrived so when the birth certificate appeared on Kingsley's desk, I saw it. Imagine my surprise when I read my name on it, and I was even more surprised when I saw Pomfrey's name written there too. I made Kingsley register it there before my eyes, after that I apparated here where I found you at last." Harry was regretting now his lack of faith in the mediwitch, but it was too late to take back his words. However, the old woman knew Harry well and she knew just how scared and emotionally unstable Harry still was after all that had happened to him, so she had already forgiven him. She noticed the regret painted on his face so she walked to him and hugged him tenderly.

"I'm sorry…" Harry whispered only for the woman to hear. Madam Pomfrey smiled and patted the boy's head lovingly.

"Its fine dear, don't worry." Harry sighed in relief and then let go of the woman. He looked at his lap and saw the child yawn so he decided that his conversation with Snape could end for now.

"Theodore is sleepy; can we talk about this another time?" Harry asked covering his own yawn with one of his hands. Madam Pomfrey frowned, with a flick of her wand moved the baby's crib next to Harry's bed, and also straightened the blankets on Harry's bed.

"Sleep Harry, you need your rest. Severus understands, and you'll talk later." The woman took the baby from Harry and laid him in the crib, covering him with a soft blanket. After she was done, she made sure Harry was warm and comfortable and then she walked to Snape, signaling to the man to follow her. Snape did it after looking one more time at Harry and his child.

Madam Pomfrey took Severus to her office a few doors away from Harry's bedroom and invited him to sit. The man was in a foul mood and he didn't want to speak to the mediwitch, but he had no choice if he wished to speak to Harry -or to see his son- again.

"Why hadn't you told me when I asked you woman?" The old mediwitch frowned at Snape's words and carefully placed a cup of tea on the table in front of the man.

"Because I promised Harry I wouldn't. He's suffered enough Severus, you should go easier on him." The man scowled and took a sip of tea from his cup. After he put it back down on the table, he looked at the woman furiously.

"Haven't I suffered enough as well? You tell me since you were the one who put me back together after the aurors saved us from the Death Eaters." Pomfrey flinched at the reminder of how messed up the professor had been after the attack. They had had to keep him tied up and sedated, which didn't always work. Often they would have to stupefy him when the sedative didn't work. She also understood the second meaning to his words. His life hadn't ever been a happy one and he did indeed deserve some.

"I know Harry's behavior hurt you but trust me when I say that he's already paid for it. Lucius Malfoy had put a curse on him and during the birth I couldn't help Harry at all. He had to give birth the way women do, and must I remind you he is a man… " Snape's eyes went impossibly wide and placed the cup he had just lifted back on the table.

"You mean he…" When the woman nodded affirmatively, Snape's face turned a sickly green colour and he jumped to his feet taking a few steps towards the window of the room, opening a few buttons of his robe as he walked.

"He is fine now, he healed fast since the potion had somehow managed to make the birthing canal really elastic so it stretched at birth; he only tore a little. That curse was lifted after the birth but he still has the womb. He could get pregnant if he was to have sex with another man without using protection. I must also warn you that he is terrified of being touched so try not to approach him like you did before." Even though his face remained as passive as always, inside his heart Severus was aching. He knew that the reason Harry was frightened to be touched was because of him and no matter how many times he had told himself that Lucius was to blame he couldn't make his guilt go away. In his heart, he would always be the man who had raped Harry Potter.

Harry woke up a few hours later in his dimly lit room. He searched under the pillows, found his wand and performed a quick lumos so he could look around. He was alone in the room except for the baby, and that relaxed him a little. He wasn't exactly expecting Snape to be there but somehow the thought that the man was watching over him had crossed his mind. Sighing deeply, Harry got out of bed and leaned over the crib to take out little Theodore; he seemed agitated. He discovered exactly why he was like that when he lifted the baby from the bed. Theodore needed to be changed and, judging by the smell, he also needed a bath and Harry decided that he needed one too.

Without losing another moment, Harry walked out of the room and after pausing in the doorway to catch his breath, began to open door after door in search of a bathroom or Madam Pomfrey. He didn't have to search for long since he heard some voices coming from somewhere near and followed them. He stopped just in front of the room from where the voices came and taking a deep breath, he opened the door slowly.

"Excuse me…" Harry was lost for words when he spotted Snape. The man was standing by the window of the room wearing only a white shirt and a pair of black pants. Harry had never seen his former potions professor without his bat like robes so the sight was new to him. Snape was fairly tall but he was much taller than Harry was. His body was not as thin as the boy thought it was. Harry was surprised to find out that under those loose robes, Snape hid a well-built body.

"What is it dear?" Madam Pomfrey blocked Harry's line of sight and the boy snapped out of his thoughts. He walked quickly into the room and closed the door.

"Theodore needs a bath and so do I." The woman smiled and walked fast to the closet in the room to take out some things that the baby needed for a bath. She had only turned her back to Harry for a moment and when she turned, she saw the young man unconscious in Snape's arms.

"What did you do?" The woman almost screamed as she dropped the things in her hands. Snape raised an eyebrow at her and calmly replied.

"I did nothing to Mr. Potter, he fainted on his own; and Merlin woman, what did you feed him all this time? Air? He's light as a feather!" The woman frowned deeply and took the baby away from Harry's hold putting him in a transfigured crib.

"Oh Merlin, Severus, I forgot." Madam Pomfrey said in an almost sobbing voice. Severus waited for an explanation, but the woman seemed to have frozen on the spot.

"You forgot…?" Severus's deep demanding voice seemed to have reached the woman as she extended her hands to take Harry's ones in hers.

"He had slept for a week and he hadn't eaten anything… and I moved him here because I had to work on some things before opening the hospital and it never crossed my mind that I don't have food or other things that he might need. Oh Merlin, what kind of mediwitch am I?" Severus carefully lifted the boy in his arms and walked to the fireplace. He took some floo powder and stepped inside.

"Don't underestimate your abilities as a mediwitch only because you were busy. Mr. Potter will be fine. Now, you know where I live so take the baby and floo there," After saying that the man softly whispered 'Spinners End' and disappeared.

Harry woke up and sighed, he was again in an unknown place. He looked around the room and frowned when he noticed that the baby was not there with him. He pushed the blanket that was covering him to the side and walked to the window to draw back the curtain. Once the room was filled with light, Harry noticed that it was almost empty. Except for the bed and a bookcase, there was nothing else in it. Harry heard a sudden loud sound and it took him a moment to realize that it was his stomach rumbling. Hunger took over his senses and Harry decided to go and find something to eat before exploring this new place. Driven by this thought, Harry got out of the room and began to walk towards the end of the hallway where he could already see a staircase that probably took him to the ground floor of the place.

Due to his hunger, Harry didn't notice anything about the place. He missed the pictures on the walls and the characteristic smell of the place. When he finally reached the end of the stairs, he noticed a familiar smell about the place but couldn't tell exactly what it was. Leaving his thoughts for later, Harry walked forward to enter a spacious room. There he saw Snape in an armchair reading aloud a potion book to their smiling son. Harry felt his fear and anger rise, and he was almost ready to throw a fit when his stomach rumbled loudly getting the older man's attention.

"Good morning Mr. Potter. There is food in the kitchen, just through there." Severus pointed at a door to Harry's left and then returned to his reading. Harry was still boiling with rage but he decided to fight with the older man after he had filled his stomach.

Harry found warm milk, scrambled eggs, ham and cheese on the kitchen table. At first he didn't want to eat them, fearing that Snape had poisoned them, but his stomach rumbled again and he decided he didn't care. To his surprise, everything was extremely good so he ate to his heart's content. When he was full, Harry returned to the room where Snape and the baby were sitting.

"If you are done eating Mr. Potter, please drink the two potions on the table." Severus knew that Harry was angry and frightened, so he tried his best to be civil with the boy and keep his temper in check.

"What are they?" Harry didn't recognize any of the potions and he didn't want to drink them without knowing what they were, so he just asked the man for an explanation knowing full well just how ignorant he would look in Snape's eyes.

"If you had paid attention to my lessons Mr. Potter, you would have known that the yellow one is strengthening solution and the red one is just pomegranate juice." Harry shrugged and took the two bottles and drank them. He drank the strengthening solution first and then the pomegranate juice knowing that the first potion would have a bad taste. After he was done, he placed the empty bottles back on the table and sat on the couch next to Severus's armchair.

"If you hadn't hated me since day one maybe I would have learned something. When I came to Hogwarts I didn't know anything about magic and I was scared like all first years are. Instead of helping me learn something you humiliated me; asking me questions you knew full well I couldn't answer."

"Don't blame me for your stupidity Mr. Potter." Harry's anger returned like a tidal wave. He stood abruptly, took Theodore from the baby carrier next to the man and walked towards the front door, or at lease towards a door he thought was the front door.

"All my life I lived with muggles. I was punished for even thinking about magic. During summer vacations, they would lock away my books so I couldn't study. Do you think I had a happy life and just slacked because I was too lazy? I'm out of here." Harry grabbed the handle and tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He turned to look at Snape and saw that the man had his wand in his hand. Instinctively he reached the back pocket of his pants where he usually had his wand but he didn't find it there.

"You are not going to leave Mr. Potter, at least not with my child. I will be present in my son's life and no one will stop me from doing so, not even you." Severus was dead serious and Harry knew that; he also knew that he didn't stand a chance against the man wandless and still weak from giving birth.

"I'm not leaving without my son and I have no intention of staying here." Harry tried to open the door again but just as before, it wouldn't open. Angry beyond coherent thought, the boy grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on and threw it at Snape.

"Open this door immediately. I want to leave." Snape easily avoided the book Harry had thrown at him, and frowned when he heard the noise of its impact with the wall behind him.

"I wouldn't do that Mr. Potter. And if I were you I would try to get used to the idea of staying here." Harry's eyes went impossibly wide. The man couldn't keep him there by force!

"You can't keep me here as a prisoner." Harry shivered in fear as he saw Snape's mischievous smirk. The man was at the limit of his patience but tried to calm himself since he didn't want to frighten Harry more than he already was.

"Oh I can, and I will." Harry hadn't expected such an answer and he was beginning to panic. He knew somewhere deep inside him that the man wouldn't hurt him as long as the baby was there with them, but that thought was not very reassuring.

"No you can't. People are going to come and search for me." Harry had always been a bad liar so Severus saw right through that statement. Even if the lie had been a good one, Severus had met some of Harry's friends a while ago; they told him they hadn't seen the young man in months.

"What people Mr. Potter? Pomfrey left you in my care, and your friends haven't heard from you in ages. You are alone at the moment but that could change if only you give us a chance to really get to know each other." Harry's first instinct was to decline the man's offer, but when little Theodore began to cry in his arms he made his decision.

"Fine, but I have some things I want to discuss first." The man nodded in agreement, and lowered his wand. He signaled Harry to sit on the couch and he sat in the armchair next to it.

Their conversation turned civil after that. Harry's demands weren't outrageous so Severus saw no reason to argue with the younger man. He wished to keep the baby in his room and to redecorate said room. He wanted to buy some new things for himself since he currently didn't have anything and most importantly he wanted privacy, which essentially meant he didn't want to have Severus in his room. The older man wasn't thrilled with the last request but decided to hold his tongue and hope Harry would change his mind in the future.

After their discussion, the day passed uneventfully. Harry played with Theodore for most of the day and while the newborn slept, he read a book that he borrowed from Snape's vast library. The next day Severus arranged an outing to Diagon Alley; Harry was at first worried about being recognized but Severus cast a powerful glamour to disguise them both.

Despite Harry's initial fear of being discovered the glamour held and they had no issues buying furniture for his room and things for their baby. When they came to Madam Malkin's robe shop Harry began to feel uneasy again. Severus unsuccessfully tried to calm Harry down but in the end Harry decided to go into muggle London to buy himself clothes. The older man wasn't happy about the decision but he again decided not to argue with the young man.

Muggle London wasn't as bad as Severus had thought it would be mostly because Harry asked him to remove the glamour that was quickly draining his magic. Moreover, the stores were near each other so Harry found the things he needed in no time. The last shop they visited made custom cloths so Severus asked the shop assistant to take all Harry's measurements and give them to him. The woman had looked strangely at him, but when he had glared back, she had obeyed at once.

Once they were done shopping, Harry wanted to take Theodore to a nearby park; Severus took advantage of this to go and buy some things he needed for himself. They decided to meet in the same spot half an hour later and then they went their way. Severus came back exactly when the thirty minutes had ended and he didn't have the shopping bags with him anymore. Harry found that strange, but he kept quiet not wanting to ruin the day with an argument. Severus apparated them home once they reached the apparation point back in Diagon Alley and Harry was surprised to see that all the shopping bags and all the furniture they had bought were already there.

Severus then gave Harry his wand back but only after he made the boy promise not to use it to attack him or try to escape the house. Harry was happy to have his wand back and after waving it experimentally, he began to levitate the furniture and his shopping bags to his room. He arranged the furniture until he was satisfied and then he began to unpack his bags. Through his bags of clothes, he found a package he knew he hadn't bought. Curious, he opened it and found five sets of robes. The robes were his size, two were black, one was deep green, another one was deep blue, and they both looked almost black if you didn't look carefully, and the last one was a festive robe that was also black. Harry frowned a little at the choice of colors, but he was grateful to Severus for buying them. That night it was the first time Harry had ever thanked Severus Snape.

For the next seven months, Harry and Severus lived in perfect harmony. They started using their first names and began splitting up the house chores. They didn't spend too much time together though and when they did, they were usually reading or doing things that didn't involve the other. They also took turns in taking care of Theodore. Usually Severus was the one who looked after the child during the day and Harry was the one who did it at night but quite often Harry had to help Severus with the child since the older man had taken a job as a potions provider for Madame Pomfrey's new hospital. Harry didn't mind to help since the baby had started sleeping through the night, letting him sleep as well. Things changed though when Theodore began teething.

After not sleeping for four days in a row, Harry was at the end of his rope. Theodore had kept him awake at night, and also during the day with his loud cries. Severus couldn't help since he had some demanding potions to brew for the hospital which he couldn't postpone. The older man had spent the last few days brewing and he was oblivious to Harry's distress. When he was finally done, he took a quick shower and planned to go to sleep. On his way to his room, he passed Harry's and he heard the child's desperate cries. Snape stopped and listened for a few moments. When he realized that the child wasn't stopping he decided to have a look. The man pushed the door open and frowned at the sight before him. Harry was sitting on the bed rocking the crying baby in his arms while crying himself. Severus noticed the dark circles around the young man's eyes and understood immediately what the matter was.

"Harry…" The man walked in the room fully aware that Harry could get angry with him. He didn't want to shatter their brittle relationship, but he couldn't leave after seeing just how tired and upset Harry was.

"He won't stop crying Severus. I've tried everything." Harry allowed Severus to take the child from his arms and sighed in relief when the child stopped crying and began to suck happily at the ice his father had conjured for him. Severus smiled a little when he felt just how swollen the baby's gums were. He knew that within a few days, the teeth would be out and the child would get back to normal for a while.

It took Severus only ten minutes to get the baby asleep. The man gave a rare wide smile when he saw that the child was sleeping peacefully, and carefully placed him in his crib. Once the baby was comfortable, he turned his attention back to Harry who was still silently crying. "You should get some sleep Harry, you look exhausted." Harry sobbed some more and buried his head in his hands. Severus was worried so he sat next to Harry on the bed and wrapped his arms around the younger man hesitantly. When Harry didn't push him away, the man tightened his hold and patted Harry's back.

"I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. I want to sleep." Harry sobbed, burying his face into the man's chest. Severus sighed and waited for Harry to calm down on his own; he could have given the boy a potion to sleep but it would have done him more harm than good.

"Shhhh… just close your eyes." Harry tried to follow Snape's words, but once his eyes closed, they began to burn and more tears started to fall from his eyes accompanied by louder sobs. Severus sighed and pulled Harry's head up so he could look at the boy. Harry opened his burning eyes to look at the other man's, and when their eyes met, fresh sobs escaped his mouth. Noticing that Harry was on the verge of hysteria, Severus did the only thing that came to mind, he kissed the boy.

The kiss was just a brush of lips against lips but the shock that came with it did its job. Harry pulled away surprised but he stopped crying. He sighed and pulled himself closer to Severus; eyes closed shut as sleep finally took over. Severus didn't get back to his room that night; he stayed in Harry's room watching over him and their son.

The morning that came wasn't as awkward as Severus had thought it would be. Yes, Harry was upset and his fear had returned but something had changed between them. The potions master couldn't figure out exactly what, but Harry's behavior told him that the boy's fear of him wasn't as consuming as it used to be.

The months that followed brought them closer together. Harry had gotten used to having Severus with him all the time and the older man enjoyed Harry's company. They began to talk more and Severus –usually quite tight lipped- noticed just how easy it was to talk to Harry. Slowly, they both realized that their first impression of the other was completely wrong and tried as discreetly as possible to get to know one another. Things got even better as they discovered that they had all sorts of things in common.

Along with their domestic relationship, the physical contact between the two grew as well. At first, there were only casual touches or unintentional brushes of their bodies against each other; but as time went by, the touches turned intentional and more intimate. Harry would let Severus hug him and sometimes he would be the one to initiate it. They also started kissing each other; more like short pecks on the lips, but for them it was great progress. Harry was more comfortable with the older man, but he was still scared of having more intimacy with him. Severus knew Harry wasn't ready for the big step so he decided to wait patiently for the younger man to come to him.

When things were finally starting to settle down for the two a letter from the Minister of Magic disturbed their peaceful routine. It asked Severus to join a group of aurors in a dangerous reconnaissance mission in France. Harry was against it as soon as Severus had read him the letter, but the man disagreed. Snape knew that they both needed some time alone to think and figure themselves out, but until then he hadn't had the heart to leave Harry and their son; now he had the perfect opportunity to do so without feeling guilty.

"I don't like this Severus. Why can't you just decline the offer?" An extremely upset Harry asked as he was watching the man prepare his traveling bag. Severus masked his amusement with a cough and closed the bag.

"Because I promised Kingsley that I would help him with anything he might need before I found out about you and Theodore. I know you don't like it Harry but I'll be back in no time, you'll see." Harry frowned and pushed the man's hand away from his face. Severus had only been trying to comfort Harry, but gave up when he saw that his touch wasn't welcomed. Harry's frown got deeper when he realized that the man was not going to try to comfort him again. Lately his emotions were all over the place and he couldn't control them at all. Angry more at himself than at the man, Harry stomped to his room as fast as he could. He wanted to scream his frustration but decided against it since Theodore was sleeping in his crib.

Harry hadn't slept at all that night; all his thoughts were on Severus. At some point, he began to believe that the man was leaving only because he wasn't having sex with him. He knew that it was a silly thought, but he couldn't help himself so at the first rays of the sun, Harry jumped out of bed and walked to Severus's room.

The man was still asleep and Harry took full advantage of that. He stripped himself to his underwear then got under the covers. To his surprise the man was also only wearing his briefs; so Harry began to stroke the man's half-hard morning wood through the thin fabric. Severus snapped awake at once and was welcomed by a heated kiss from Harry. The rest of the man's blood traveled to his groin, and driven by lust and instinct he pulled Harry closer to him; deepening their kiss. Harry was startled when the man's tongue pushed forcefully inside his mouth, and also when Severus' hands began to caress his body urgently. The boy tried to pull away, but in a blink of an eye he found himself under a very awake, very aroused Severus Snape. Fear and panic washed over Harry's body and when the man began to pull down his briefs he finally found back his voice.

"Stop! Please, Severus… Stop." The man did. Severus looked with startled eyes at the trembling boy underneath his body and frowned. Harry had done a very stupid thing and this time he did not intend to comfort him.

"Why do something so stupid when we both know that you aren't ready for this?" Severus snapped. Harry let his tears fall freely and pulled himself from under Snape's body.

"I don't want you to leave." Harry managed to say between his sobs. Severus's eyes widened when he realized what Harry was implying.

"Harry! I'm not leaving because you won't sleep with me. Merlin, I can wait until you are ready. I do want you to come to me on your own, but I want you to be ready for it." Harry wiped his tears and nervously covered his almost naked body with the covers on the bed.

"But I do want you; it's just that… you caught me off guard…" Severus sighed and moved a little closer to hug Harry.

"Let's do it this way okay? If you are really sure that you want this by the time I get back, I'll make love to you then, alright?" Harry nodded and hugged the man back. Severus smiled and let go of the young man. He had almost got out of bed wanting to get ready for the day when Harry's soft hands stopped him.

"Can we just sleep some more? I need to be close to you." Severus nodded, slipping under the covers and they both went to sleep. That morning they shared the bed but neither of them did more than hold the other's hand.

Severus left sometime around noon. He said goodbye to his son and kissed him gently on the head, and then he kissed Harry goodbye. The kiss was so intense that Harry got weak in the knees and Severus had to hold him tightly so he wouldn't fall. Severus had poured in this parting kiss all his emotions hoping that Harry would accept them and by the time he came back, he would be ready to receive them. Harry struggled not to cry as he watched the man walking out of the front door, but his tears fell as soon as it closed.

The days went by painfully slow for Harry. All he did was think of Severus, and pray that he was safe. Theodore wasn't in a better mood than his father was, he could sense Harry's sadness and that made him sad too. Madame Pomfrey visited them a few times just to make sure they were fine, but she stopped coming when Harry had asked her to. Harry didn't want to upset the woman or push her away, but somehow her presence in the house reminded him of Severus and that made him extremely sad.

Slowly, the days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and Harry still hadn't received any news about Severus. On a few occasions, when he was feeling desperate he wrote to Kingsley asking for information. When the man told him for the third time that he couldn't say anything, Harry gave up. After two months of waiting like a lovesick fool, Harry decided that it was time for him to concentrate on his son. It was hard at first since the child reminded him of Severus but with time, he learned to see the child for who he was; their son. The time he spent only with his son had changed Harry; he matured and became more responsible. In the process, he realized that Theodore truly needed his other father. He realized as well that he also needed Severus. He had become too dependant on the man and he didn't want that to change since it would mean giving up his new family.

Another two months went by and Harry started to lose all hope. When he had almost given up hope, the man returned one evening after Harry had gone to bed. He had scared Harry terribly by activating the new wards Harry had placed on the house.

When the wards had woken Harry in the middle of the night, the man's first thought was that a death eater had entered the house, so when he discovered Severus in their living room his only reaction was to sigh in relief and lower his wand. Severus had expected a more welcoming reunion, but knowing that he had scared Harry he just accepted the lukewarm greeting. After calming down Harry noticed how changed Severus looked; he seemed healthier and his hair was shorter than it had been when he left. Severus also noticed the change in Harry and he couldn't suppress a small smile. That night nothing happened between the two, but the reunion had awoken their dormant desires.

The next day Harry let Severus sleep in; when Severus did wake up he helped the man renew his bond with their son. Theodore seemed more than happy to see Severus, and he pestered the man to play with him all day. Severus found that Theodore's his favorite plaything was a potion kit for children. Harry's heart swelled with love as he saw Severus with his son and at that moment, he knew exactly what he wanted. Later that day, he floo called Madame Pomfrey and asked her to take Theodore for the night; the woman agreed.

Harry made sure that Severus didn't know that Theodore was going to stay with Pomfrey that night. He took advantage of the time that the man took in the shower to floo Theodore over to Madam Pomfrey and then come back quickly. When he was finally alone with a clueless Severus, Harry decided that it was time for him to give the man his welcoming gift. Harry waited until Severus was finished bathing and walking to his bedroom to start a casual walk the opposite way down the hall. He want to accidentally knock into the man and possibly kiss him. What he didn't take into consideration was that Severus would only have a towel on and that he'd still be wet. When Harry did walk into him he couldn't help but lick a water droplet off the mans chest instead of giving him the intended kiss.

Severus looked stunned for a few moments, but he soon recovered and lifted Harry off his feet and carried him to his room. Harry knew exactly what was to happen there and he wasn't going to stop the man. Yes he was scared, Merlin he was terrified, but he wanted this so much; he needed this so he could begin a real relationship with the man. Severus had been more than patient with him so Harry knew that he could trust the man not to hurt him again.

As Severus closed the door of his bedroom behind them, Harry's mouth went dry and he struggled to swallow the lump in his throat. Severus had seen these actions and he noticed the trembling in Harry's body. He knew that Harry was still nervous about intimacy, and he felt that the boy was pushing himself only to please him.

"If you're not ready… there is no pressure, we could do it when you're more ready." Harry shook his head from side to side and then buried his face in the man's chest. The man's smell calmed him at once and he slowly lifted his head to look Severus in the eyes.

"I trust you. I do want this." Severus wasn't convinced yet, but nevertheless he still carried Harry to his bed and laid him down. Then, he sat next to the boy on the bed and began caressing all of his exposed skin tenderly. He started with Harry's face and then he moved down to his wrists, then hands. This caused Harry to let out a soft sigh. This was the first time Harry had done this and Severus was pleased with the younger man's reaction.

"I want you to be absolutely sure." Harry opened his closed bright green eyes and looked straight into the other man's dark ones. Severus couldn't help but notice just how different from Lily's eyes they looked. Yes, they both had green eyes, but Harry's were much brighter than hers had ever been and he loved them even more for that.

"I want to break free from this dark fear inside of me Severus. I want you to be able to touch me without me being afraid of you. Is that enough of an answer?" The older man's lips curled into a small smile and Harry smiled back. Harry looked so cute and delicious at that moment that Severus couldn't refrain himself from leaned in to kiss him.

The kiss was gentle just like most of the others they had shared. Their lips parted and met in a slow rhythm and Harry found himself wanting more. Slowly he slid his hands into the other man's long hair and pulled him closer. Severus quickly complied and soon Harry felt the man's weight pressing him into the mattress. Snape's hair might have looked greasy but it was far from it; it was soft and clean, and Harry loved how it slid between his fingers. Severus was turned on by Harry's ministrations so he unconsciously deepened the kiss. Harry groaned when the older man began to suck and nip at his lips. Severus took the opportunity to slide his tongue inside the boy's mouth, tasting him.

Harry moaned at the slick feel of the man's tongue slipping past his swollen lips. The rough texture of Severus's tongue excited Harry somehow and he began to move his own tongue shyly over the others tongue. Severus's kiss turned hard and demanding leaving Harry gasping for breath. When Severus finally pulled away, Harry was flustered and needy. His body felt like jelly and he couldn't keep his hands in the man's hair anymore so he let them fall. Severus caught one of his hands in his and then he pressed his lips into Harry's palm. The gesture was so tender, sensual, and so filled with love that Harry felt tears leaving his eyes.

"Oh Harry..." From the way Severus had said his name Harry understood what the man was trying to tell him, and this time he didn't intend to let him get away.

"These are tears of joy. I thought you weren't coming back, you never wrote…" Severus wiped the boy's tears and began to kiss gently all over his face, starting with his eyelids. Harry let out a soft sigh as he felt Severus's lips over his.

"I wanted to, but I couldn't risk endangering you and Theodore." Harry only nodded, knowing full well how hard the life of an auror was. Severus covered his face with kisses and then stopped again to worship his lips. Harry felt hotter and hotter as the man's kisses turned more passionate and demanding.

When Severus pulled away again, Harry was desperately panting for air. The man barely let Harry catch his breath and began to trail kisses down the boy's jaw and throat. Harry moved his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to the man. Harry was moaning; he writhed under the man in search of kind of friction that would take him to completion. Severus had noticed how hard Harry had become and his impatience, but he didn't want to rush things and give Harry another bad memory.

Harry was frustrated and wanting more, he wanted Severus to touch and kiss him more, but the man seemed to keep things at a slow pace. Knowing that he had to do something about the man's stubbornness, Harry raked his nails down Severus' back until he reached the towel and then began to push it down. Severus growled deeply, and pushed himself up to look at the younger male.

They didn't need words to understand each; when their eyes met they both knew what the other wanted. Harry removed his shirt shyly, tossing it to the side, then he started to push his pants down. Severus stopped him though, not trusting to keep himself in check if he had the boy nude beneath him.

A new set of kisses was shared between the two. Harry was breathless by the time they ended, while Severus was craving for more. The man kissed down Harry's body again, but this time he didn't stop at the boy's collarbone. He went even further down to toy with the boy's pink nipples. Harry gasped, and arched his back as the man's wet tongue began to play with one of his hardening buds while the other was twisted and pinched between the man's fingers. The sensations were overwhelming, making Harry release hoarse mewls that drove Severus mad.

Once Severus had given Harry's nipples equal attention, he began to lick down the boy's belly while petting him down his sides and further along his thighs. Harry was squirming more and more as the man's mouth got closer to his groin. When Severus curled his fingers in the waistband of his pants, he immediately arched his back from the bed allowing the man to slide the pants down his legs. Severus was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Harry had worn nothing underneath and kissed the tip of the boy's cock as a reward. Harry moaned loudly and arched more from the bed trying to gain more contact with the other man's hot mouth. Severus smiled at the boy's reaction, and deciding that Harry was ready enough, he pulled Harry's legs over his shoulders and started to plant butterfly kisses down his cock.

Harry's legs spread wide on Severus's broad shoulders and his hands moved down to grasp the man's long hair again, tugging at the locks, telling him to move faster. Severus quickly got the message and slowly sucked at the head of his cock, massaging his tongue into the slit and making Harry shiver and moan in pleasure. He pulled his mouth off the younger man's cock, replacing it with a hand; he then went lower to take Harry's balls into his mouth; massaging first one and then the other gently.

"Please… Oh, please." Harry was reduced to a quivering, moaning mess; he couldn't concentrate on anything else than the pleasure Severus was giving him. Slowly Severus made his way back to the tip of Harry's cock and he sucked him until it hit the back of his throat, and then started to suck vigorously while his hands stroked what he couldn't take in as well as steadily massaging his balls. Harry released the man's hair knowing in his fuzzy mind that he had to be hurting him, and fisted his hands in the sheets instead. He could feel his orgasm building and started making what noises he could to warn Severus of what was coming. Severus understood what Harry was trying to tell him, but that didn't slow him down. On the contrary he started sucking harder and his fingers reaching further down Harry's' body to circle his puckered entrance.

"Severus!" With a loud cry of the man's name, Harry emptied himself into the older man's mouth. At that moment all thoughts of fear were long gone; only pleasure and love were left. Severus swallowed the bitter cum and pushed himself up so he could kiss Harry.

The taste of his own cum mixed with the man's flavor drove Harry wild and he was starting to get hard again even before the kiss had ended. Severus smiled at the boy and with a wordless spell; he levitated a jar of lubricant to the bed. Harry body stiffened a little, but relaxed when the man's warm hands caressed his thigh.

"Trust me Harry. Trust me…" Harry relaxed as the man's mouth kissed his way back up to his ear, nipping at the skin of his lobe lightly. Severus didn't lose time, he dropped his fingers in the lubricant and began to circle Harry's entrance again. He didn't push even when he felt Harry had relaxed completely, he waited for the boy to push himself on his fingers and when Harry did, he slid the first finger in.

Harry gasped at the intrusion. The man's finger was not hurting him, but the feeling wasn't exactly pleasant. He frowned a little since he had thought that he wouldn't have this problem after giving birth to Theodore, but as always it seemed things weren't as he thought they were. Severus was patient, he moved slowly giving Harry the time to get used to one finger; when he felt the other man ready, he cautiously added in another one. Harry whimpered at the slow intrusion, his muscles contracting around Snape's long slender fingers. Severus knew that he needed to find the younger man's prostate quickly so he curled his fingers and moved them around until Harry's back arched slightly from the bed and the boy's lips parted in a surprised gasp.

"Did that feel good?" Harry shivered at the man's deep voice, and nodded in reply not trusting his voice. Severus smirked and began to move his fingers to stretch the boy enough for a third finger, while making sure that they hit Harry's prostate repeatedly. Harry was a squirming mess, and by the time Severus added his third finger, he was quickly losing his sanity.

"I need you Sev… I need you in me." Harry's panted words made Severus's cock twitch, but he suppressed his desire of taking the boy knowing that he still needed more preparation. Harry wasn't pleased to feel that the man kept torturing him with his fingers so he whined and begged the man to take him, but Severus kept his calm.

After antagonizing minutes Harry was finally stretched enough so Severus slid out his fingers and rushed to remove the towel revealing his own painfully hard cock. Harry's eye's widened when he saw Severus' long, thick cock; he suddenly didn't feel all that confident that it could fit it inside of him. Severus noticed the boy's reaction and lay on the bed next to Harry.

"Come here love." Severus patted his lap and Harry obeyed him at once. He got on his knees and straddled the man's hips to sit on his lap. Severus let out a soft groan when Harry's bottom slid over his hard cock; he wanted nothing more than to fuck Harry senseless, but this wasn't the time to do it. Harry bit his lower lip when he saw the face Severus had made, but he had to admit that the man's hard cock sliding up between his butt cheeks felt extremely good.

Severus handed Harry the jar of lube and motioned for him to take over. Harry blushed a little but did exactly what the man wanted him to do. With some in his palm, he slowly stroked the older man's cock, quickly coating him with the vanilla scented lube. Harry moved himself back up Severus' body and positioned himself over his cock. Reaching back to steady Severus he slowly lowered himself down, he whimpered when Severus' cock pushed past the first ring of muscle. Severus was holding his hips to guide him and relax him. Once Harry was settled, Severus removed his hands.

Severus let out a growl when Harry's muscles clamped down on his length and it took all his free will to refrain from thrusting up. Harry's body was trembling, his hands coming to Severus's chest as he leaned forward. His breathing was shallow as the small movement made the man's cock slide out of him slightly. Harry's eyes shut tight letting tears slide down his cheeks; Snape's hands moved from his hips to his buttocks, massaging them gently trying to help the boy to relax and get used to him.

Harry felt himself relaxing bit by bit, the burning of penetration quickly fading. He opened his eyes and found Severus's dark ones filled with love and he smiled, his lips trembling a little. Severus pushed himself up a bit, so he could kiss Harry. The kiss helped distract the boy from the pain, and soon he felt he was ready to move.

Harry lifted his hips, feeling his insides trying to tighten once more, but forced himself to stay relaxed as he slowly lowered himself back down. He wanted to understand just how much pain he would feel. His eyes slipped closed as he took in the different sensations: the pain, the pleasure, the love, want and need to have Severus in him like this. He needed this; he needed the closeness of this man, to feel his hands on his body, his lips on his own and to have him deep inside where no one else could feel him but him.

Harry moaned as he felt the older man's cock slide smoothly inside him, and suddenly he wanted more. His body felt like it was about to explode from the need to move faster, to rise up and slam down on the hard cock inside him. As if Severus could read his mind, Harry felt himself being lifted and then pushed back down. He gasped as the man's hard flesh slid inside him, his thighs trembled and sweat beaded on his shoulder blades and down the center of his back.

"More… Severus, I want more…" Harry felt Severus's hands slide around and cup his butt cheeks, holding him still as he thrusted up into him. The man's thrusts were slow but deep, pushing his cock into Harry's prostate with every movement. Harry lay down on the man's chest, unable to do more than moan.

Severus thrusted into him repeatedly moving in him harder, not faster and earning loud moans and pleas from the boy on top of his body. Harry was feeling immense pleasure from Severus's movements, but for him it was not enough. Something inside him told him that it could get better; the pleasure could turn bigger if only the man quickened his thrusts.

"Faster… Please Severus… I need you to move faster!" Snape finally gave in to the boy's pleas and began to thrust harder and faster into the man's body. In the position they were in, Severus couldn't move freely; so he rolled them over and once he was on top of Harry he began a speed up his thrusts.

Harry sobbed from the pleasure. The fast speed he was using was quickly bringing Severus over the edge so he placed the man's legs on his shoulders to get deeper and he began to thrust fast and deep, careful to hit the boy's prostate as he moved in and out.

Harry's body was trembling, his body was contracting almost painfully around the cock inside him, and Severus groaned low in his throat feeling the tightness around him. Still not close enough to reach the ultimate pleasure, Severus moved faster and deeper making Harry almost crazy from the need to cum. The man's thrusts had brought him close to release, but they weren't enough to take him over the edge.

"Severus…Oh, Severus…" Harry thrusted up his hips to meet the older man's thrusts trying desperately to find his release, and when he noticed that not even that helped, he moved a hand to his dick and began running his fingers over his length. His eyes closed, teeth bit his lower lip, as he pleasured himself. At the sight, Severus let out a growl and his thrusts become brutal, mercilessly hitting Harry's tiny bundle of nerves.

"Severus!" Harry gasped as his hips bucked and he came powerfully, eyes closing tightly and his body shaking as waves of pleasure overtook him. His release brought on the other man's, as the convulsions and spasms that flowed around him drove him into his climax. Severus's body went rigid, and he was stiff as he filled Harry, a ragged cry passing from his lips as his head fell into the crook of Harry's neck.

They stayed like that for a while, both riding out the aftershocks of their orgasms. Harry didn't mind the man's weight on him; on the contrary, he wanted the man to never move. Severus was thinking the same thing, but he knew that it was not possible since his weight was preventing Harry from breathing properly. With the last of his strength, Severus rolled off Harry, lying beside him. He then turned and took the boy in his arms, thinking of how lucky he was to have him as his and his alone. They both fell asleep shortly after both sated and at peace.

Harry woke up to giggles and soft whispers. He tiredly opened his eyes and looked next to him. Severus was not on the bed with him, but he could still sense his presence in the room. Harry rolled over and his eyes softened as he saw Severus holding Theodore in his arms, the little boy giggling at something the man had said and then whispering something in his ear. Harry watched as Severus smiled widely and began tickling the boy making him giggle more. The sight of father and son playing with such love was indescribable, and Harry felt tears forming in his eyes.

Then, he remembered that the night before they hadn't used protection! His hand moved instinctively to his belly. He could already tell he was pregnant, he felt the magical drain deep inside himself, and a fresh wave of tears fell from his eyes.

If someone had told him while he was in school that he and Severus would end up together, he would have told that person that they were crazy. But now after all that had happened between them Harry knew that he couldn't love anyone but Severus. Yes, his heart had changed like the seasons, just as Severus had changed from rapist to lover and father of his child. The man was now family, his love.

The end!

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