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Adult ++
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A Stroll by the Lake
-- Ok, a shorter chapter than usual coming up (I generally try and make em three A4 pages in word when I type) but it's crucial stuff!
-- Feeling quite chuffed as I've managed to write five chapters and do a load of stuff for work this weekend and have some free time too! Yay!
-- This is what *should* have happened in chapter 27. Bloody nymphos got in the way! SP
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“In safety, do not forget danger; in peace, do not forget disorder.” (Chinese Proverb)
***
Harry had listened to Snape’s ideas, nodding his head as he took in the plans. Severus had discovered a glamour that could be cast with safety on a pregnant person that hid the evidence of the bulge from any – except those already in the know.
“It can be used, at best, only two hours a day, but …” Severus had trailed off at Harry’s delighted expression.
“I can get out of this room for two hours a day?!” He squealed excitedly. “That’s brilliant!”
Snape frowned. “Understand,” he began heavily, “you will be supervised at all times. I will not allow you to wander off alone.”
“Will you trust me with Ron and Hermione?” Harry asked, looking to the older man.
A shuttered look closed the teacher’s face. “If you would prefer that.” He answered stiffly.
Harry sighed. He had managed to make the other feel unwanted. “I just meant,” he said softly, rising and sitting on the arm of Severus’ chair, “that you might be busy, or called away, or might not want to go outside when it’s really hot and bright.” He leaned in and kissed the insecure Slytherin.
***
Harry leaned back under a tree, squinting a little as he looked across the lake. It felt wonderful to be lying here, in the grounds of Hogwarts, next to his two closest friends, without feeling worried that Severus would be concerned about him.
Since their discussion (and the bout of sex it had sparked), Harry had spent every day of April outside. At first, both he and those around him had been nervous of his safety and the reaction of the rest of the student body. But, once the annoying questions had been (untruthfully) dealt with, and once Severus had seen that Harry was safe, whether with him or his friends, he had relaxed slightly, although he did still glance at the Marauders’ Map whenever Harry was out of the Room.
Abruptly Ron paled. “Oh no,” he muttered, “Lavender.”
The girl was walking along with Parvati, deep in conversation. She glanced up, saw Ron and her lower lip began wobbling.
“Oh, honestly!” Hermione snapped as she got up and met the pair. She said something that they laughed at then subtly re-directed them away from the lads. She slid an arm through Lavender’s and set off at a steady slow pace.
“Phew!” Ron whistled. “You don’t know how lucky you’ve been, mate, away from all these girls.”
“Wouldn’t matter much anyway, would it?” Harry said pointedly, “Not when you consider who I’m shagging.”
“Ew! Too much information!” Ron turned delicately green.
Harry grinned, it was too nice to get annoyed with his friend’s delicacy. “You know he fucks like a steam train.” He observed, wanting to see if he could make Ron’s ears go red.
“NO!” Shrieked Ron, and bolting upright, he ran as fast as he could away from his friend. Harry’s laughter rang in his ears as he fled.
Alone, Harry also got up and began to stroll around the lake. It really was a lovely day. The giant squid was waving its tentacles lazily in the air.
Harry reached the edge of the grounds, but the lake continued. He vividly remembered crossing the lake in his first year and the view of the castle it had afforded. He turned now, his back against the wards and looked at the large building that was more his home than Privet Drive or Grimmauld Place could ever be.
A pair of men dressed in black robes, and with hidden faces loomed behind him.
The squid’s tentacles waved at him frantically, then abruptly disappeared.
In one swift movement the robed figures had each grabbed an arm and began pulling him out of the safety of the grounds. At their intrusion, the wards had begun sparking and were now making noises to signal alarm. He screamed in shock and surprise, struggling, but his bulk and his fear of hurting the baby stopped him. His left foot dug into the soft grass, but he was dragged over the invisible boundary, mud and plants stuck to his shoe.
People were running towards him, wands out, pointing and shouting. He yelled something incoherent as he twisted in the men’s grips.
He vanished from sight.
--Cliff hanger! Poor Harry! Wanna know what happens now Harry's in Voldie's clutches? Make me want to write more!
(Harry: Are you begging for reviews AGAIN?
Sev: She's such a review whore!
Harry: Whore. Mmmm. *kisses Sev*
Sev: Slut *kisses Harry*
SP: *grumbles* I'm only asking for reviews! Why should you get sex?)
-- Feeling quite chuffed as I've managed to write five chapters and do a load of stuff for work this weekend and have some free time too! Yay!
-- This is what *should* have happened in chapter 27. Bloody nymphos got in the way! SP
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“In safety, do not forget danger; in peace, do not forget disorder.” (Chinese Proverb)
***
Harry had listened to Snape’s ideas, nodding his head as he took in the plans. Severus had discovered a glamour that could be cast with safety on a pregnant person that hid the evidence of the bulge from any – except those already in the know.
“It can be used, at best, only two hours a day, but …” Severus had trailed off at Harry’s delighted expression.
“I can get out of this room for two hours a day?!” He squealed excitedly. “That’s brilliant!”
Snape frowned. “Understand,” he began heavily, “you will be supervised at all times. I will not allow you to wander off alone.”
“Will you trust me with Ron and Hermione?” Harry asked, looking to the older man.
A shuttered look closed the teacher’s face. “If you would prefer that.” He answered stiffly.
Harry sighed. He had managed to make the other feel unwanted. “I just meant,” he said softly, rising and sitting on the arm of Severus’ chair, “that you might be busy, or called away, or might not want to go outside when it’s really hot and bright.” He leaned in and kissed the insecure Slytherin.
***
Harry leaned back under a tree, squinting a little as he looked across the lake. It felt wonderful to be lying here, in the grounds of Hogwarts, next to his two closest friends, without feeling worried that Severus would be concerned about him.
Since their discussion (and the bout of sex it had sparked), Harry had spent every day of April outside. At first, both he and those around him had been nervous of his safety and the reaction of the rest of the student body. But, once the annoying questions had been (untruthfully) dealt with, and once Severus had seen that Harry was safe, whether with him or his friends, he had relaxed slightly, although he did still glance at the Marauders’ Map whenever Harry was out of the Room.
Abruptly Ron paled. “Oh no,” he muttered, “Lavender.”
The girl was walking along with Parvati, deep in conversation. She glanced up, saw Ron and her lower lip began wobbling.
“Oh, honestly!” Hermione snapped as she got up and met the pair. She said something that they laughed at then subtly re-directed them away from the lads. She slid an arm through Lavender’s and set off at a steady slow pace.
“Phew!” Ron whistled. “You don’t know how lucky you’ve been, mate, away from all these girls.”
“Wouldn’t matter much anyway, would it?” Harry said pointedly, “Not when you consider who I’m shagging.”
“Ew! Too much information!” Ron turned delicately green.
Harry grinned, it was too nice to get annoyed with his friend’s delicacy. “You know he fucks like a steam train.” He observed, wanting to see if he could make Ron’s ears go red.
“NO!” Shrieked Ron, and bolting upright, he ran as fast as he could away from his friend. Harry’s laughter rang in his ears as he fled.
Alone, Harry also got up and began to stroll around the lake. It really was a lovely day. The giant squid was waving its tentacles lazily in the air.
Harry reached the edge of the grounds, but the lake continued. He vividly remembered crossing the lake in his first year and the view of the castle it had afforded. He turned now, his back against the wards and looked at the large building that was more his home than Privet Drive or Grimmauld Place could ever be.
A pair of men dressed in black robes, and with hidden faces loomed behind him.
The squid’s tentacles waved at him frantically, then abruptly disappeared.
In one swift movement the robed figures had each grabbed an arm and began pulling him out of the safety of the grounds. At their intrusion, the wards had begun sparking and were now making noises to signal alarm. He screamed in shock and surprise, struggling, but his bulk and his fear of hurting the baby stopped him. His left foot dug into the soft grass, but he was dragged over the invisible boundary, mud and plants stuck to his shoe.
People were running towards him, wands out, pointing and shouting. He yelled something incoherent as he twisted in the men’s grips.
He vanished from sight.
--Cliff hanger! Poor Harry! Wanna know what happens now Harry's in Voldie's clutches? Make me want to write more!
(Harry: Are you begging for reviews AGAIN?
Sev: She's such a review whore!
Harry: Whore. Mmmm. *kisses Sev*
Sev: Slut *kisses Harry*
SP: *grumbles* I'm only asking for reviews! Why should you get sex?)