Three\'s A Crowd

Part - 19


Friday, the school was ablaze with the news. Vincent Crab was dead, Gregory Goyle already sent to Azkaban. Draco Malfoy was in critical condition in St Mungo\'s and if he survived would either be made a permanent resident in the mental ward, or he would be given the Dementor\'s kiss. It was rather sad, if telling, how few people were really surprised that he was a murderer and that he had intended to keep Professor Snape as some sort of slave in his Manor.

His mind still reeling from the experience, Severus had been distracted at first, and had not paid attention to the mediwizard that examined him. But soon he began to feel a pang of nervousness as Anthony Rogers, Albus\' friend from St Mugo\'s frown at the three lights over his belly. He had been called to check Severus after the attack at Dumbledore\'s insistence.

The mediwizard\'s eyes were filled with concern as he watched the three images of the infants over the abdomen of his patient. Two were strong and steady of a bright green hue, but the third was much dimmer, and had begun turning red. \"Is something wrong?\" Severus asked nervously.

\"I do not understand it.\" Roger said sadly. \"At your last check up two weeks ago, the children were all three doing fine. Now, two thrive, but one of the boys is beginning to fad. He seems to be growing weaker by the minute, and I have no explanation for it. None of the spells used against you should have affected the children.\"

\"What can be done?\" Asked Severus, his deep voice almost cracking with emotion.

\"We will do all we can. There are strengthening potions. But, this weakening is so sudden and rapid, that I do not know if he can be saved.\" The mediwizard sighed. \"If the worst happens, we will do all in our power to save the other two, but, often if one child is lost, especially this far in the pregnancy expelling that child can cause the others to be aborted.\" Severus closed his eyes, trying not to let his emotions run wild as the man continued. \"As I said, we will do all we can, but you should be prepared.\"

\"I, understand.\"


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Remus and Sirius both held their lover gently as his tears eased. \"We will find a way to save our children,\" assured Sirius, kissing a pale cheek. Albus Dumbledore stood in the doorway of the infirmary waiting. He needed to speak to them, but did not wish to intrude.

\"Severus,\" said Remus, stoking his cheek. \"Let me perform a spell on you. I think I already know the answer, but I want to see which of our children is ill.\" Severus nodded slightly and lay down on the bed. Remus cast his spell, three lights appeared over his belly, one pink, two blue, though one much dimmer then the other two. Below each was a name. The name beneath the fading light said \'Harry Potter.\' \"That is what I thought,\" Remus sighed sadly. \"Sirius daughter and my son thrive because we have accepted the bond. Harry\'s son fads because he will not.\" Remus turned towards the door.

\"I think it is more then that.\" Albus stepped into the room, making his presence known. \"Magical energy flows like water, to the easiest path. While no one touched Severus, the children shared his magic power evenly. Then Remus consummated the bond. His magic would fill his child, and more of that from Severus would be drawn to his child as well. That might even have endangered the other children after a time. Now with Sirius giving his power more of Severus\' magic is drawn to his daughter as well. Harry\'s son is being cut off.\"

\"We could lose all of them because Harry is being stubborn,\" Sirius growled, standing suddenly. \"I will drag him back here and put him under Imperious to get him into this bed!\"

\"No Sirius.\" Severus said stand carefully extracting himself from his lovers comforting arms. \"I have been thinking of what to do about Harry for some time. I had hoped to allow him to come into the bond in his own time, but, I think that I can bring him in without resorting to Imperius.\"

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With a sigh Harry Potter leaned against one of the low worktables in the Potions classroom as he waited for Snape to appear for his detention.

Only Snape would give him detention the day after an attempted kidnapping!

Why the bat did it he did not know. The last time he had been tagged for detention, Harry had simply told Snape to let him leave after less then five minutes, and as an after thought, had him give Gryffindor ten points.

For the most part, outside of Potions class, he avoided Snape, and Snape avoided him. And that suited Harry just fine.

Even if he had started taking more of the sleeping potion Madame Pomfrey gave him to be able to get any relief from the dreams that plagued him.

Even if he had begun to feel jealous whenever he saw Sirius and Remus touch Snape.

Harry was straight. He was attracted to girls. No matter how painful things became every night he would not touch the greasy git. Even if said git carried Harry\'s baby, it did not mean he had to actually touch Snape.

He shuddered at the thought.

But the shudder was not all disgust. No amount of sleeping potion would cause him to forget the images of Severus Snape on his knees, doing things with that oh so sarcastic mouth. \'Whoa Harry!\' he thought nervously. \'The git will be here any second, The last thing you need is a hard on!\'

His body was not listening. \'Damn!\'

Harry braced himself as the door opened, ready to order Snape to send him on his way. \"*Desino Instabilitas!\" The words caused Harry to freeze, still leaning back with his hands resting on the table.

\"Now that I have your undivided attention Mr. Potter.\" Snape said softly in his ear. All the paralyzed young man could do was blink his wide green eyes as Snape pointed his wand towards the heavy wooden door. \"*Occludo. Silencio!\"

\"Now Mr. Potter, we are going to find out what kind of Gryffindor you really are.\" Snape hissed as he stood before Harry with his arms folded over his chest. Harry could just see the bulge of his belly. \"Your son is weakening Harry. He is going to die and it is your fault.\"

Harry would have gasped had he been able to move. Severus leaned closer to look him square in the eyes. \"Because of your stubborn refusal to accept your part in the bonding between us, your son is failing. He is dying, and he will almost certainly take his brother and sister with him. Now, will you continue to be an arse and let these children die, or will you bugger me!\"

That was not the speech Severus had intended to make. Over and over in his mind he had gone through a very impassioned plea to Potter\'s better instinct.

Well, so much for that idea.

\"Finite Incantatum!\" Snape stepped back to await Potter\'s reaction.

The younger man closed his eyes and took a deep breath to steady him. \"Is it true? Is my baby dying?\"

\"I can show you if you like.\" Said Snape, now feeling a little bad about being so terse.

\"No, I believe you,\" whispered Harry, eyes on the bulge. He then looked into those black eyes \"What must I do?\"

\"Touch me.\" Severus held out a long fingered, elegant hand.

Very slowly, hesitantly, Harry touched his Professor.

Both men gasped, heads thrown back, eyes closed, as an almost violent shudder ran through them. Harry was breathless as he convulsively grabbed the hand. \"Merlin!\" He almost climaxed from just the touch of skin on skin.

Then he snatched his hand back as if burned. \"Oh my god,\" Harry panted, massaging his hand.

\"It would have been easier had you accepted the bond sooner.\" Chided Snape.

\"OK, OK.\" Harry sighed. \"What do we do now?\"

\"I think I know how to help you over your, problem, with our respective genders.\" Snape smiled slightly. \"Close your eyes.\" Unsure of what was intended Harry nodded and complied.

His hands reached back to grip the table, waiting for whatever was to happen. \"Think of whatever young woman catches your fancy, Harry.\" He purred the name, sending a shiver up the younger man\'s spine, and straight down to his groin.

Then he felt it. His mind gave him the appropriate image as those beautiful hands unbuttoned his jeans. Harry gasped as the jeans and his briefs were pulled down enough to expose him to the cool air. His cock bounced as it popped free of the much too confining y-fronts. \"OOOHHHH!!\" He gasped something warm and wet circled the head of his shaft.

Hands caressed his hips, kneading the flesh of his buttocks. With a moan Harry Potter\'s eyes snapped open. The dream that had haunted him for months was now being played out before him.

Snape was on his knees, his black eyes were closed, and Harry\'s cock had disappeared into the depths of his hot mouth. The Gryffindor could think of no other way to describe what happened, except that the man was making love to his aching cock. The hands cupped his arse as that so cruel tongue tasted the slit.

With a moan Harry soon felt his climax was imminent but suddenly, Snape stopped. His hand tried to grab Severus\' hair, to make him finish. \"I want you inside me Harry,\" whispered Snape hoarsely as he rose to his feet. \"Do you want me Potter.\"


Did he want Snape? Stupid question.

\"I never realized what a sexy bitch you are Professor.\" Harry Potter\'s green eyes burned into him, as the younger man\'s hand snaked down to stroke his aching erection. Harry\'s rational mind had chosen that moment taken a little vacation. Which, he decided, was not so bad.

There was only one thing on his very aroused mind. \"Bend over your desk,\" he panted.

Even if it had not been for the curse, the Slytherin would have obeyed. He had intended to keep control of the situation but Snape\'s usually analytical mind decided that it needed to take some time off as well.

Severus Snape trembled with anticipation. He wanted Harry Potter to nail him, to put his cock in and make him whimper and beg like a Knockturn Alley whore.

All hesitation forgotten Harry hiked his teacher\'s robes, then reached around his waist and unbuttoned his trousers, allowing a hand to linger over his belly. The wool slacks fell down pale legs to pool around his ankles. The boxers followed. \"I win the Gryffindor House bet.\" Harry chuckled as the black silk underclothes fell to the floor.

\"Hm, nice arse professor.\" The younger man caressed it roughly, suddenly having no recollection of why he had ever thought it wrong to have sex with a man. \"Nice and tight?\" His finger pushed in dry causing Snape to moan and buck against him. \"You want it rough!\"

\"Yes I want it, want you to take me! It does not matter how!\" Snape hissed, moving in time with the finger\'s hard thrusts.


Harry smirked with a sudden feeling of power. He pulled out the finger, and revealed as Severus whimpered. The Slytherin was desperate for his touch. Harry turned and went to the cabinet where the potion ingredients were stored. He did remember once listening to a couple of Hufflepuff boys as they discussed how to shag another boy. How painful it could be without something to slick up his arse. Harry had left quickly, feeling disgusted, but now the conversation replayed in his mind.

After a moment of searching he came up with a vial of clove oil. \"This should work. Safe and non-toxic.\" He licked his lips, and poured the fragrant oil onto his hands, licked one finger, then pushed it back in.

\"Merlin!\" Snape gaped.

Harry growled impatiently, unable to wait any longer. He pulled the finger out again and slid his slicked cock into the waiting hole. Snape yelped, not having nearly enough preparation, but as Harry thrust into him, he soon began to arch his back and meet his student\'s thrusts. His gasps of pain almost instantly replaced by whimpers of pleasure.

It did not take long for both of them to almost literally explode in orgasm. They both collapsed to the floor. Harry panted, laying his head on Snape\'s naked thigh. Something that just a few minutes before would have made him either vomit or run to the Forbidden Forest looking for something large and nasty to kill him as quickly as possible.

Yet now touching Severus Snape seemed to be the most natural thing in the world.

\"So, is the sex this amazing every time?\" Asked Harry sighing contentedly.

\"Every time.\" Confirmed Severus truthfully running his fingers through the younger man\'s hair. He traced the scar gently feeling a pulse through his fingertips.

\"I have been a complete and total git, haven\'t I?\"

\"Yes Harry, you have.\"


tbc



* Sedino Instabilitas - Cease Movement
* Occludo - Close
*Silencio - Silence