Contretemp

A/N : Thanks for everyone reviewing. I do realize that the last chapter was a bit sappy, but I\'m finding myself in a bit of a writer\'s bloq lately. I\'ll try to keep away from unnecessary sap -.^

Anon : yes, sappy, I know >.< And yes, Harry has horrible grammar, due to my lack of participation in English classes. Thank you for calling this a gem, that was kind of you ^^
Hambares : I\'m glad you\'re glad!! Thank you, here is some more for you to wrap your head around.
Katie K : Thank you for being a grammar/spelling nazi!! It\'s wonderful actually, because I hate it when people don\'t tell me my stories don\'t have mistakes, that they are wonderfully perfect, etc etc. And thank you for the cookie offer...I\'ll take you up on that!
Jaima : Me too! Heh >.<
mysticsong : I\'m glad that you love it, good to know ^^

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Chapter Three

The days passed with much difficulty for Harry. He was beginining to think that maybe being pregnant was a bad idea. He had just had the headache from hell and was suffering a back ache to go with it when he walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron and Hermione eyed him carefully as he sat down and began piling pickles on his eggs. Finally, Ron spoke.

\"Oy, careful mate you might kill the baby!\" He said. Harry\'s head had shot up. Did Ron know? But as Ron\'s serious face cracked into a smile, Harry knew he was only joking. Smiling as well, Harry slowed down his eating. Hermione rested her hand on his shoulder.

\"Harry, your really tense, and you have been acting real strange lately. Are you okay?\" She asked, as she began massaging his shoulder. Harry almost purred, as he closed his eyes. When the hand was gone, he opened his eyes and saw his two friends giving him looks that said \"what the hell?\"

\"Oh uh..yeah I\'m fine. Just stressed out.\"

\"Harry, I get stressed too. But I don\'t start putting sour crout on my ice cream and blame it on stress!\" Ron commented. Harry looked down. He wasn\'t doing a great job on his eating habits. Ron was talking about the other night when Harry begun having the strangest food cravings he had ever had. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry\'s waist and pulled him in a hug. Harry returned it gladly, and then Ron joined in too. Hermione whispered in Harry\'s ear.

\"If you need to talk Harry, we\'re here.\"

\"Aww, look at that. The ickle Gryffindorks are bonding some more!\" An icy sneer broke the three apart and they stared up at Malfoy, who was smiling. Crabbe and Goyle were beside him, smiling as well.

\"What the hell do you want, Malfoy?\" Ron spat. Malfoy looked at Harry, eyeing his eggs and pickles.

\"What diet are you on, Potter? Scarhead\'s Miracle? Really Potter, if you\'re trying to put on some weight you can try something a bit more tasty,\" Malfoy laughed as him and his goons walked off. Ron scowled at them, and Harry stared down at his food. He suddenly wasn\'t hungry.

\"I\'m going to go back to the common room. I have some homework to finish up,\" Harry said as he picked himself up. Ron and Hermione gave him sad looks, but said goodbye anyways. Harry looked up at the Staff Table. Severus was also getting up and leaving. He made eye contact with him, and Severus gave him a cold look. It\'s just for show, it\'s just for show...

Harry sat on a comfy armchair, watching his lover making tea. Harry had caught up to him walking to his chambers, and had invited himself in. Since it was a Saturday, Severus gladly let him in and embraced him gently when the portrait had swung close. Severus levitated the two cups and sent one over to Harry.

\"How are you feeling?\" Severus asked as he sat down.

\"Like crap. I\'m starting to wonder if I want this baby anymore-\"

When Harry had said these words, Severus\' teacup dropped to the floor. It shattered and hot tea spilled everywhere. When Harry realized what he said, he covered his mouth. \"Oh no no not like that! I mean carrying the baby! Oh Sev I didn\'t mean...\"

Severus muttered something under his breath and the tea cup was fixed, the tea was still drinkable and back in Severus\' hand.

\"I know. That just kind of got me off guard.\" Severus replied as he pursed his lips and drank. Harry did as well, and he was surprised on how it relaxed him. He then looked up and saw Severus staring at him. \"Do you like the tea?\" he asked. Harry nodded.

\"Yeah, thanks Sev,\"

\"I\'ll see to it that it is in your cup every morning. It\'s what I have for myself as well.\"

Harry nodded as he continued to drink the tea. When he was finished, he placed the tea cup on the table that was beside the chair and climbed on top of Sev. The man did not push him off, but merely rested his hands on Harry\'s thighs.

\"How have you been, Sev?\" Harry asked as he leaned his head back on on Severus\' neck.

\"Why is it important that you know how I am feeling? You\'re the one with the child,\"

\"You\'re the one who could of lost his job because of a kid with silly emotions,\"

Severus had to admit, the boy had a point. Mentally sighing, Sev nuzzled the back of his lover\'s head.

\"I\'m pretty good. Worried about you though. Has any of your friends found out?\"

\"No, although I doubt it will stay that way,\"

\"And what will happen if or when they find out?\"

Harry pondered for a moment.

\"I don\'t know...\" Harry yawned as he stretched. He suddenly felt a lot more sleepier, and couldn\'t tell if it was the tea or the pregnancy. Severus lifted him off of himself and let his lover steady himself on his feet.

\"Maybe that is something you should think about.\" Severus said as he guided Harry to his bedroom. Laying down, Harry yawned again. \"Go to sleep Harry.\"

And Harry did.

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Harry awoke in his own four poster bed in the Gryffindor tower. He didn\'t know how he got there, but that fact didn\'t bother him too much. Lifting himself out of the bed, he wandered to the common room. It was empty. Glancing at his watch, he noticed that it was a bit after one. Deciding he wanted to go out for a walk, he put on his winter cloak. Winter was upon them, and the snow glistened in the afternoon sun. Harry walked to the Quidditch pitch, and a wave of sadness washed over him. He sat down in the middle of it, and sighed. He really did miss Quidditch, it was the one thing he always looked forward to. He had even been given the position of Captain, but had to refuse. Dumbledore had written him a note to show the team, saying that he had his reasons for not letting the boy play. The team had been upset, but were doing a good job in holding on. It was only January, and they were in second place for the Quidditch Cup. For once in all of Harry\'s years at Hogwarts, Hufflepuff was in first place. Slytherin was third, and Ravenclaw in fourth. Harry felt something low in his stomach turn, and suddenly he was on all fours, making sick on the snow. Wave after wave of nausea took over him, and soon he was merely coughing harshly. He stood up shakily, and cleaned up the mess. Clutching his weak stomach, Harry was about to walk back to the castle when he saw the one person he wish would just go away. Malfoy was leaning on a post, watching him. He had a twisted smile on his face, his arms crossed infront of him.

\"Oy Potter, those pickles get to you?\" He laughed, as he watched the raven haired boy stumble towards him. Harry just wanted to walk right by him, but Malfoy had other thoughts. Pushing Harry back, he tripped and fell. Malfoy towered over him. Trying to scoot away, Harry felt a wall behind him. He was trapped. Malfoy looked quite smug, looking down at the Golden Boy.

\"Bugger off Malfoy,\" Harry scoffed, trying to get on his feet. Malfoy stopped him though and put his foot down on Harry\'s stomach. Harry felt his heart race. No no no...

\"Mr. Malfoy what exactly are you doing?\" Harry breathed deeply as he heard Severus come up behind Malfoy. The bonde boy turned around and smiled.

\"Just talking, Professor Snape.\"

\"Let\'s hope, Mr. Malfoy. And Mr. Potter, what are you doing on the ground?\" Severus quickly shot him a concerned look, so fast that Harry thought maybe he had imagined it. Picking himself up shakily, Harry got to his feet and shook his head.

\"Nothing, Professor. \'Scuse me,\" Harry walked past the two Slytherins, then quickly broke out into a run to the castle. He could feel the two Slytherin\'s eyes burning a hole in the back of his head, but he didn\'t care. He just wanted to get as far away from them as possible, as another wave of nasea threatened.