How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Harry and Severus slowly unwound from each other as they heard Damon and Max come into their little encampment. Severus nodded in greeting and Harry scurried into the tent to fetch two sodas from the coolers provided by the camping caterers.


“Getting settled in alright?” Damon asked as he looked around the tidy camp in approval. Max just grinned and took the Pepsi that Harry brought him.


“It’s a good site this year, nice and separate from the majority.” Damon answered also accepting the drink and noticing as Harry sat at Severus’ feet instead of climbing back into his lap. He nodded in approval again and continued speaking.


“This whole area has something of a Notice Me Not charm on it placed by the elders.”


“How many of us are here this year?” Severus asked as he dropped a hand absently to the top of Harry’s head and began to stroke his hair. Sighing, Harry moved a little and laid his head against his Master’s thigh.


Damon turned to the red head next to him, “What was it Grant said?” The other man thought for a moment before he replied.


“He said there was over thirty-five hundred of us here as of noon today, and the wizarding registry in town was expecting another five to six thousand by tomorrow night.”


Harry’s mouth dropped open as he heard the numbers, surely they weren’t talking about that many magical folk being here in one area. He looked up at Severus in confusion and a bit of growing fear. He didn’t want the Boy Who Lived crap to follow him here. Maybe Severus would allow him to use a concealing charm. Severus watched him and felt the grip the young man had on his leg tighten, he could only imagine what was going on behind those troubled eyes.


“Harry?” he ran one hand down the back of the man’s neck. “What’s wrong?”


“May I use a concealing charm while we are here?” He asked as his eyes made his plea to the older man. Severus looked up at Damon to see his reaction.


“What do you think Damon? Think he’ll have problems?” Severus was concerned, he didn’t want Harry mobbed by others or Merlin forbid, some wacked out wanna be Deatheater try to harm him.


“Honestly Sev, I don’t think he’ll have trouble. You know how we are here; we keep wizarding concerns in our own country, just like y’all do your own. We know who he is, but it isn’t a big deal like it is there in England,” Damon shrugged. “If you are worried we can make sure he’s never left alone, that’s not a problem. We don’t want to see anything happen to him either.”


“We can keep an eye on him,” Max chimed in at that point.


“Are you kidding? Grant has his heart on grandkids from you, if something happened to Harry, I’d be in the doghouse for the rest of my life.”


Severus nodded as he listened and then looked down at Harry’s upturned face.
“What do you think, Bit?” Sev asked as he stroked his face gently.


Turning his head a bit, Harry kissed the palm of his hand and nodded, “If you think it is safe, then it will be.” He then rested his cheek against the other man’s hand, taking comfort in the feel of the strong fingers cupping his cheek.


Max turned to Damon and winked, “Hey man, you forgot why we came over here in the first place.”


Damon laughed and stood up, as did Max. Severus looked at them both in curiousity as they pulled their wands from their back pockets and stood on the edge of their encampment and began to chant.


As soon as the words of the enchantments reached Severus’ ears he began to laugh and the longer the chanting went on, the harder he laughed until he finally had to wipe the tears from his eyes. Poor Harry sat there, looking at Severus’ toes, his face burning in embarrassment as the spells flowed over him.


Max and Damon were combining their powers to cast all the silencing charms they could think of over the camp, only to be activated when sexual energy was in the air. They wanted to get their sleep after all, and listening to Harry as Severus took him time and again was enough to cause quite a bit of sexual tension in people around them.


The spellcasting ended and the pair re-entered and resumed their seats, both grinning at Severus. The raven haired man only chuckled and pulled Harry up to sit in his lap, he knew how shy the younger man could be.


“You two are just jealous,” Severus smirked as he winked down at Harry.


“You got it Sev, I know what you got, and I don’t need Allie getting curious as to why Harry is howling so much. If she investigates, I will never hear the end of the Snape snake.” Max said as he dissolved into laughter.


At Max’s words, Harry squeaked and buried his face in Severus’ chest, absolutely mortified, “Oh gods Severus, start gagging me please.”


“Hell no, I like the noises you make.” Severus murmured to him and kissed the top of his head. Taking this as a cue, the other men stood to leave.


“Sev, we’ll be eating in an hour over at our tent, so don’t be late.” Damon said as he and Max left the two cuddling on the chair.


After they left, Harry pulled back and looked at Severus.


“Why didn’t you gag me?”


“Like I said, I love the noises you make, I like being able to talk to you as we make love. Does it bother you that they heard us?” Severus asked as he raised an eyebrow at Harry. He moved the smaller man around until he was facing him, a leg draped down on either side of his waist.


“I just know how private you are, Sir, and I don’t want to embarrass you with my actions.” Harry answered, his breathe sucked in a sharp gasp as Severus pushed his tee shirt up and ran his fingers lightly over his tummy.


Severus looked up at Harry’s reaction and a smile played on his lips.


“Did I plant a babe last night?” His palm splayed out over Harry’s flat belly, searching for a magical signature that wasn’t Harry’s. Harry lowered his eyes and shook his head no.


Severus looked at Harry in confusion, what did he mean no? He found the signature he was looking for, there was a little one hidden in there. He pressed his fingers in firmer and checked again. Yes, Harry was pregnant.


“Harry?” Severus looked at the younger man who was wiping at his eyes with one hand. He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach, if he didn’t get Harry pregnant, who did? He was trying very hard to keep his emotions in check as Harry was visibly trying to pull himself together.


He looked at Severus, tears running freely down his cheeks and spoke.


“I think I caught a couple of weeks ago after we had dinner in London, we forgot the contraception spell that night.” He drew a shuddering breath and went on. “You took me three times that night Sev, all unprotected.” He raised his eyes to meet Severus’.


Severus sat there, his jaw dropped and a look of wonder on his face, his hand tenderly moved over Harry’s belly. A single tear snaked out of the corner of his right eye as what Harry said sunk in. He was pregnant and it was Severus’ child within him, Severus had finally done something right.


“Thank you Harry,” he whispered, “oh thank you so much for loving me.” Severus pulled the younger man to him and kissed him gently, the kiss growing intensely until it filled Harry with the heat of his mate’s passion for him.


“I wanted to wait to tell you, I didn’t know if you’d still want to go on your vacation if you’d known.” Harry said softly as he covered Sev’s large hand with his smaller one over his stomach. Severus just cuddled him closer.


“Never be worried about telling my anything love. Have you seen a Healer yet?”


Harry shook his head, “I was going to wait until we got home before seeing Poppy and giving my resignation to Albus.”


“Resignation?” Severus asked as he rubbed small circles over Harry’s skin.


“The moral turpitude clause in our contracts Sev, if I had stayed at Hogwarts as an unwed parent, I would have been fired and as soon as Albus knew you were the father, he’d have sacked you as well.” Harry shrugged, he’d had a few weeks to deal with the undeniable outcome of the pregnancy, he didn’t feel any anger anymore. However, Severus was on a slow burn of fury.


“Harry, I was planning to go back to Hogwarts and give the Headmaster until the Christmas break to replace us before we moved, but now….I am ready to just chuck it all.”


Harry placed a restraining hand on his shoulder and spoke softly, “Sev, if we are married there isn’t much that can be done about me being a single parent.”


“No Harry, but that damned clause has same sex relationships written into it. We’d be back for a week before we were run out by the school governors.” Sev sighed as he swiped one long hand down his face in exasperation. He bounced Harry on his knee as he shook it in nervous energy, trying to work out the best thing for his little family.


“Sev, are we in a position to move now?” Harry asked as he carded his fingers through the older man’s hair soothingly. He was thinking to and abruptly hopped off of Sev’s lap and ducked into the tent only to reappear a few moments later with something in his hand.


Climbing back onto Severus’ lap he pressed his clenched fist into a long hand and pushed a large brass key to his palm. Severus raised an eyebrow and looked at him.


“What’s this Harry?” Severus held it up to his eyes and examined it.


“The key to my Gringott’s vault, Sev. As my mate, husband and Master, I wish you to have control over it.” Harry said with a small smile. “Maybe it can help us get on our feet here?” He looked down at his knees again.


Severus didn’t say anything for a moment, only looked at his Harry incredulously.


“Are you sure Harry? You don’t have to give me control of your vault.”


Harry only nodded and looked up with a smile.


“The money won’t be touched love, I have money. I am a Snape after all, but we will set yours aside for whatever you would like to do with it when we move or whatever you want to do with it for the children.” Severus said as he placed the key in his pocket, where it rested next to his own.


“What about moving?” Harry asked, he didn’t want to go back to teaching, especially not now that he was pregnant.


Severus lifted Harry to his feet and stood after him, stretching out his long, lean frame and then dropped an arm around Harry’s shoulders.


“I think it is time we go talk to Damon and Grant, make an appointment with Healer Sorens, and feed the bump in your belly. Come on Bit,” Severus said thoughtfully as he led the way to where the smells of delicious foods were coming from.