How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Severus held tight to Harry’s hand as they walked through the night to the Wolffe camp. He was excited at the prospect of telling his chosen family about their upcoming addition as well as pull Max and Damon to the side to discuss the move to the States.


He glanced down at the younger man walking beside him and felt his heart swell with love and emotion. The other part of his broken life was now with him to make it whole at last. He squeezed Harry’s hand and smiled down as he looked up at him and grinned.


“Hey Daddy,” Harry whispered happily as he lifted the other man’s hand to his lips and kissed it, then moving it to where it laid against his tummy. He would never get tired of that feeling.


They walked into the lamp light of the camp and greeted everyone there before Severus pulled up a lawn chair and pulled Harry down to his lap. Allie and Jamie looked at Harry and grinned; they had really taken to the newest member of their family, and were becoming a little protective of him.


Harry looked at Severus and made a pushing gesture toward Max. Max just quirked an eyebrow at them both.
“What’s up guys?” he asked as he rubbed his hand over the back of Allie’s neck as she sat next to his feet drinking a soda. His mate was worn out from the ride and he really just wanted to get the pregnant witch fed and tucked into her bed as soon as he could. Merlin knew what she could be like if she didn’t get enough rest.


“Harry needs to make an appointment with you as soon as he can, Max.” Severus said, holding Harry’s hand loosely in his own.


Max just shrugged, “Sure call the office when we get home. No big deal.”


Severus smirked, “Max, I mean he needs to see you now, as in get up and take him with you.” With that he pushed Harry up off his lap and towards Max.


“Are you ill Bit?” Max asked, all professional in a blink of an eye, he took his duties as a Healer very seriously. Harry just stood there and twisted his hands as the others looked on with concern for the young man. He hated to be the center of attention and really wished Severus hadn’t done this, but then again Sev was usually as subtle as a bull in a china shop. He took a deep breath and sighed.


“May I speak with you privately, Sir?”


Max nodded and got up to lead Harry outside the group and into the fringe of the night, turning to Harry he began.


“What is it?”


“Impregnant” Harry muttered, his face he could tell was burning red.


“You’re what? Do I need to get Sev over here?” Max was concerned, but he really didn’t have time for beating around the bush, he had a subbie to get to bed soon.


Harry looked up at him and closed his eyes, “I am pregnant, a couple of weeks along I think, Severus wanted you to make sure I am okay. I’m sorry for the inconvenience.”


Max placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder and smiled.


“Not a problem Bit, let’s go back and we can use Damon’s tent to give you a quick look over.” Max turned and walked back to the fire and the waiting Severus, he caught Damon’s attention and motioned to his tent.


“Damon, may I use your tent for a few minutes to look over Bit?”


“Sure, no problem, is he sick?”
Grant watched Harry closely and

then looked over to Severus and saw the pride that was nearly dripping off the man. Aha….he had an idea now and just smiled to himself and thought of babies to spoil in the future. He wondered when Max was going to announce Allie’s pregnancy, but he wasn’t going to push them

.
Max led Harry in and had him sit on the cot. He withdrew his wand from his back pocket and performed a quick cleansing spell over himself and then turned his attention to Harry.


“Lay down on your back Bit, this will just take a moment.” Max said as he began to run his wand over Harry’s body and read the information given, he stopped for a long moment over Harry’s pelvis and frowned a bit.


“Is everything okay?” Harry asked nervously as he saw the frown. Max just smiled and patted his shoulder.


“Harry, I need you to strip down to your undershorts, alright? Would you feel better if someone else were in here as well while I examine you?” Max asked with a smile that hid the concern he had over a finding of the first scan.


“I…I..don’t know…” Harry stammered, never really thinking about the option, no one had ever asked him before if he felt uncomfortable being examined while he was alone. Max quickly decided for him and stuck his head out the tent flap and called for Severus to join them.


The tall man entered the tent quickly and looked down at Harry and then questioningly at Max.


“I am going to be examining Bit while he is in a state of undress and I thought he might be more comfortable if someone else were present while it happens.” Max explained, nodding as a look of understanding dawned on Severus’ face. The older man reached down and took Harry’s hand again.


“Okay Bit, I need you to take your jeans off, the tee shirt may stay,” Max ordered as he watched Severus press Harry’s shoulder back onto the cot and undid the man’s jeans himself and then wiggled them down his hips and off his legs.


Max stood next to the cot and placed a hand on either of Harry’s hips, getting a good firm grip. “Harry, listen to me, this may hurt, and if it does, I want you to tell me immediately. Understand?”


“Yes.” Harry said in a small voice as he closed his eyes and waited. He felt the Healer’s fingers dig into his hips and then apply and strong down and outward pressure. Harry moaned in pain as he felt something shift and then he cried out louder as his legs started to tingle. This wasn’t pain, this was bloody torture.


“Please!” he whimpered loudly as the pressure instantly stopped and he felt a soothing hand on his brow. He heard a murmured calming incantation and then sort of drifted as Max stood and motioned Severus out of the tent.


“Harry, we will be right outside, I want you to rest for a few minutes.” Max ordered as he looked back to the younger man, who only nodded and closed his eyes.


He sent Allie in to watch over Harry as he pulled a visibly agitated Severus away by the arm.


Once out of earshot and a silencing charm cast, Max spoke, holding up a palm to keep Severus from interrupting before he finished speaking.


“Sev, I need to know how bad he was malnourished and for how long and I need to know when his pelvis was broken.” Max said as he looked square into the beetle black eyes of one of his dearest friends.


“What’s wrong with Harry, Max?” Severus asked slowly, his mind whirling with horrible probabilities.


“Answer me first Sev, this is fixable, I just need the history of the boy.” Max calmed, he needed the other man to not go tipping off the deep end of hysteria right now.


Severus ran long fingers through his hair and thought for a long moment, when he answered, his eyes were closed in thought.


“I know Harry’s relatives, the ones that raised him never fed him properly. After he started Hogwarts, we supplemented his diet with nutrient potions and extra calories, but the damage had already been done was what Pomphrey told the staff at a meeting. He’d never attain his full growth, he’d been stunted.”


Max nodded at the information and waited.


Severus opened his eyes and glared into space, “I have no idea about the broken pelvis, it didn’t happen while he was at school, and that much I do know. Now tell me what is wrong with him.”


“His pelvis has been broken and it didn’t heal properly Sev, his hips are too narrow to let him carry this child, let alone deliver it. His bone structure is so small anyhow and his hips are artificially narrower than they should be.”


Severus looked at his friend and waited, he’s said he could fix this.


“What I would recommend as a course of treatment is to reopen the fracture in his pelvic bone and inject skel gro directly into the areas and use spells to widen his hips.”


“What are the risks?” Severus asked as he mentally categorized the potions he had with him there, yes he did have several vials of skel gro. Max took a breath before answering.


“There is a very slim chance he will abort during the procedure. If he were to lose this child, it would not affect any others he carries, but if you chose not to treat this, the child will not survive and there is good chance Harry won’t either.” Max said softly as he pulled the Potions Master into a hug as a sob escaped the man’s throat.


After a long moment, Severus pulled away and wiped his eyes. Max gave him a hopeful smile.


“I am not going to let anything happen to Bit, Sev, you know that.”


Severus nodded and took a shuttering breath and spoke.


“Do we need to do this soon?”


Max nodded, “It’s best to do it before the baby is large enough to be endangered. And if Harry isn’t huge with child, he’ll be more comfortable while it’s done.”
“I have skel gro, do you

have what you need?” Severus asked quietly. Max nodded.


“Well let’s go explain this to Harry and get it over with. How long will it take?” Severus asked as he broke the silencing charm.


“It will take almost an hour, but he will be in a lot of pain.”


“Can you give him anything?” Severus asked, he didn’t like the idea of his love in pain that he couldn’t make go away.


“No, I have to have him coherent as I am reshaping his bones, Sev, I really wish I could knock him out for this.” Max said sadly. He knew already that Severus would not be able to be in the camp when this was done, even away from the tent; Max wanted him with someone powerful enough to put him in a body bind. He had an idea as to how his friend was going to react to his mate in pain and he really didn’t want to have his head removed from his body.


Before they reentered the tent, Severus looked at his friend one more time, his eyes pleading as he spoke, “It’ll be okay, won’t it?”


Max nodded and offered a small smile, “I will make it as okay as I possibly can Sev.”


The other man nodded and ducked into the tent to break the news to his soon to be husband.


A few minutes later Max was pushing Severus out of the tent and motioning for Damon. Holding Severus by one arm tightly, he explained what he needed.


“Damon, I need to get Sev away from here and not let him come back. Harry has to have a bone broken and rehealed and I can give him nothing for the pain.” Max said to the older man, he knew if anyone could keep the teacher in check, it was Damon.


The older man simply took Severus by the elbow and led him forcibly out of the camp and toward the vendor area nearly a half mile away.


“Let me go Damon,” Severus growled as he tried to pull away from the firm grip.


“The only way I am turning you loose is if I put you in a body bind, boy, now straighten up and settle down. You aren’t helping little Harry acting like this. Now tell me what had you smiling like the cat that got the cream earlier.” Damon said as he steered him around parked motorcycles.


“Harry’s pregnant, Damon, but there’s a problem.” Severus explained as he stopped and stared at the ground. His head flew up and he spun around as the sound of a pain filled shriek filled the night, turning heads all around them. A second shriek began and was abruptly silenced. Severus started back to the camp when Damon grabbed him again.


“No Sev, if you are there it is going to distract Max from what he is doing and distract Harry from following Max’s orders. You are going to have to wait with me.”


Severus took a deep breath and a small whimper left his throat.


“He’s hurting Damon, and I can’t take it away,” Severus whispered as the older man grasped his shoulder and squeezed it in reassurance.


“Max will look after Bit, don’t you worry.” He said and then, “So do you want a boy or girl?”


Severus just looked at the older man blankly for a moment before he realized he’d been asked a question.


“Uh…a girl, a little girl would be wonderful.” He answered smiling.


Damon led Severus around the wizarding camp, talking all the while to keep him from brooding on what he couldn’t change when Allie found them looking at pictures from Severus’ wallet.


“How is Harry?” Severus all but yelled as she stopped in front of them.


“He’s asking for you, Sir, and so is Master.” She panted as Damon held her arm in support.


Severus closed his eyes for a moment in thanks that his mate was safe and then asked the next question so softly she almost didn’t hear it.


“And the baby?”


“Fine Sir, Master says both are doing wonderfully and to please come back quickly.” Allie answered smiling, she had been so worried about her new friend as her Master had explained what was wrong and then had both she and Grant help him.


The memory of Harry’s screams and the sickening crunch of the breaking bones were things she doubted she would ever forget. She was very thankful to have the proper build for having babies. She wondered what Severus was going to think of the more feminine figure of his sub now. Once his hips had been readjusted, it was clear to everyone that he was going to have a bit of a figure rather than the bean pole look he’d been sporting.


She fell in step behind the two men as they walked back to camp and only smiled as she watched Severus kneel down by where Harry was sitting and take the younger man’s hands in his own and press his face into Harry’s lap. His relief was almost palpable to the rest of the group as they looked on in approval.


Grant fixed them both food and instructed them to eat or else as everyone settled in for the evening.


A short time later, Severus gently helped Harry to his feet and when he saw him wince, he carefully picked him up and carried him back to their tent where he undressed him and put him to bed, curling up behind him under the covers.


A few minutes later Severus heard a small voice.


“My feet are cold Sev,” Harry said as he snuggled back against his chest. Instead of getting out of bed, the older man reached for his wand and waved it once at Harry’s feet, and smiled as socks appeared.


“Love you, Harry,” he said sleepily and closed his eyes.


“We love you too, Sev.” Came the whispered response.