Polyjuice Play

Hey, a third chapter! Hope you enjoy, there'll probably be another one then the end. Nothing fancy, I want to see how everyone reacts to the news!


enjoy and please review, I love hearing from everyone!


Marti!

Two months, three days later.


“You’re going to hemorrhage if you keep puking like that, Remus. You should go to the hospital and have them look at you. Maybe it was something you ate while in Werewolf form.” Harry patted his father’s only remaining friend’s back as the werewolf staggered out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve.


“Yes, so they can lock me up again and perform amusing tests on the tamed werewolf. It’s just a bloody virus, Harry. I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”

“Right.” Harry sounded like Mrs. Weasley when one of the twins told her a tall tale. “You know, I think I might just tell Tonks what’s happening.” He knew that Lupin wasn’t getting ill until his wife left for the office in the morning, so she didn’t know what was going on with her husband.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Sure, I would. You’re sick, Remus. You’re the last of my father’s friends and I’m not going to watch you waste away because you’re afraid to tell a Healer what’s up. Not all of your ills have something to do with your lycanthropy.”

“Tell them that. I’ll ask Severus tonight when I see him. It’s our regular drinking night.”

Harry grinned and shook his head. “I can’t believe that you spend time with him. It’s bad enough Hermione’s married to the great greasy git.”

Remus laughed and put one arm around the younger man’s shoulder, giving him a short hug. “Ah, Harry, Severus is not so bad, once you get used to his acidic humor.”

“He jelly-leg jinx’s me every time I visit Hermione.”

“See, it could be much worse for you, if he were truly upset. He seems to be starting to like you.”

Harry shuddered. If that was Severus Snape’s version of ‘like’ he’d hate to see what he did to someone he truly loved. “Maybe you caught something from him? He was sick earlier this week when I went to the school to see ‘Mione.”

The werewolf cocked his head to one side. Come to think of it, the Potions Master had indeed been a little green when they’d gone to the Three Broomsticks and hadn’t had much to drink, only a shot of Firewhiskey. “Yeah, I’ll go up to the school later and see if he’s alright. I need to see how the potion’s is going this month anyway.” He grinned at his young friend then, determined to forget about the way his stomach heaved. “So, how’re Ginny and the baby?”

“Your Godson is doing wonderful!” Harry gushed about his son, only a month old. He and Ginny were staying at the Burrow while the Godric Hollow house he’d been born in was being rebuilt. The Black house on Grimmauld had been closed up. He was putting it on the market for sale once he got some of the more unsavory magical items out of it. Like Mrs. Black’s portrait and the line of House-elf heads that just would not become detached from the walls. Harry was tempted to have all the walls torn down, but he couldn’t do that to Sirius’ memory. “He really looks like Ginny.”

“You know she and your mum had the same coloring. It’s amazing how much you and your father had in common when it comes to women.” Remus joked. Harry blushed. Lupin had teased him about his attraction to Ginny Weasley once they had gotten back together in her seventh year. They’d been together ever since to Molly’s delight.

“Alright, one of these days I’m going to have to find something on you to tease you mercilessly like you do me, Remus. When are you and Tonks going to start on that family? Little Jamie needs a friend to grow up with; who else will he hang out with at Hogwarts?”

“We’re still considering it, Harry. It’s hard with the wolf still pretty active, you know.” The two men sat in the chairs in front of the fireplace. Harry cast a quick ‘Incendio’ and got it roaring. Remus sighed and stretched out his legs. “I hear Hermione’s considering getting pregnant soon. There’s a friend for Jamie.”

“You’ve got to be kidding. Snape’ll have that kid thinking I’m the devil incarnate long before Hermione has some influence over it. Can you imagine a little Snape though?” Harry chuckled at the thought. “Tiny little black curly haired kid following Snape around with the same billowy robes? Maybe with a little book in its hands where it’s overly large nose is stuck, what do you think?”

“That image is too accurate for you to have just thought of that, Harry.” Remus laughed and saw the other man smirk.

“Ok, I’ve thought of it before. But, Hermione and Snape? Man what planets had to align for that mistake to happen?” Harry kicked at an imaginary spot on the floor. “Remus, are you going to be alright?”

“I’ll be fine, Harry. It’s just some little bug going around. I’m feeling better already. Besides, after being a werewolf for most of my life, not much bothers me anymore. You should go home to Ginny and take care of her and your son.” He watched Harry grin. Since his son’s birth, he’d been less spontaneous and more responsible. With a quick good-bye, Harry Disapparated to his home and family.

Remus sighed and closed his eyes. Even though his stomach no longer felt like something was rolling around inside of it, as if he were on a boat in the middle of turbulent water.

“Lupin, are you there?” Severus’ voice came from the fireplace. Remus sighed and opened his eyes again, seeing his friend’s head in the flames.

“I’m here, Severus. What do you want?”

“I need you to come to the castle. I, uh, have something to tell you. About that experiment we had talked about a few weeks ago.” He added when he saw Lupin start to shake his head. The werewolf frowned and leaned forward, alert.

“What is up? Did you brew faulty Polyjuice, Severus?”

“No, I’m a bloody Potions Master. I could brew Polyjuice Potion with one hand tied behind my back and blindfolded. No, something unexpected has come up and I need you to come here.” Severus turned away from Lupin to speak to someone behind him at the castle. “Hermione, will you stop laughing like a fucking hyena? It isn’t funny!” Severus’ usually sneering visage reappeared in the flames. “Just get here, dammit!” Then Snape’s face disappeared and the flames returned to their normal flickering warmth. Remus sighed again and considering just closing his eyes and ignoring the other man, but he knew that Severus would never have mentioned the Polyjuice experiment if something wasn’t up. He had to get to Hogwarts and find out what had the wizard’s wand in a knot.


Remus walked from the front gate after having Apparated there moments before. He’d taken a stomach calming draught before leaving, knowing the apparition might make him ill. It had, but he took several deep breaths before heading up to the castle. He opened the great doors and entered the building. In the middle of classes, the halls were quiet, only a few ghosts milling about. A few nodded their acknowledgement of him and continued on with their meandering through the stone walls.

He headed down into the dungeons where Severus and Hermione had their little suite of rooms. He knocked and entered with Hermione’s greeting. He found Severus lying on the couch with his feet propped on the armrest, his head on the other one and his hands over his stomach, moaning. Hermione was grinning at her husband.

“Hey, Remus, how are you?”

“Feeling about as bad as Severus there. Did you poison him again?”

“Not in awhile, no. I’ll be teaching your third years, Severus, while you tell Remus about the results from your experiment.” Hermione kissed her husband’s forehead soothingly and hugged Remus before leaving in a swirl of blue robes. She was taking on more and more of her husband’s attributes daily.

“Severus, what’s going on? You said you didn’t botch the potion, so there’s something else. It has something to do with my being ill the last couple of days and you lying there looking like Voldemort were dancing in your head.”

“And my stomach. I did some research today after my wife dragged me to the infirmary this morning.”

“Stomach flu, Severus?”

Severus turned his eyes away from the werewolf who was standing over him. He winced a little, which made Remus wonder what was going on. Not much besides Hermione and Albus made the former Death Eater wince.

“Uh, no. The, uh, experiment that Hermione and I conducted a few weeks ago has resulted in a development of sorts.” Severus gulped and closed his eyes. “I’m pregnant.”

Remus stared at the Slytherin Potions Master and blinked three times in rapid succession before dropping into the chair behind him. Severus seemed to be watching him and waiting for something. Then it happened. Remus burst into laughter.

“Oh, Merlin, Severus! You should know better than that. Hahahaha…oh dear, no wonder Hermione’s in such a mood. She must have been laughing since you were in the hospital wing with Poppy.”

“Go ahead, laugh all you want, Werewolf. Wait, it gets better. I finally got some ancient scrolls from Greece. They deal with Polyjuice Potion.” Severus smirked at Remus and the werewolf stopped laughing mid-guffaw. The other shoe was going to drop and he wasn’t sure he didn’t want to just run from the room.

“Most people look so trustworthy when they smile, Severus. With you, one must wonder what you’re plotting in that Slytherin brain of yours.” Remus frowned at the grinning man. He wondered what potion the school nurse had slipped him while he was in her clutches.

“When a man and woman become each other using Polyjuice Potion there are some consequences. If no birth control methods are used, it always results in pregnancy. Always.”

Remus stared at Severus for several long moments. He felt faint and was glad he’d sat down when he did.

“I- I’m going to be pregnant?”

“You already are, Lupin. Congratulations.” Severus’ smile widened then. “And imagine, you’re a werewolf. Werewolves tend to have litters, do they not?”


*snicker*

god, i love these polyjuice ideas. they just keep breeding in my head. damn plot bunnies.