How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Allie and Harry shared a look between them and then turned to their Doms and gave them innocent sweet smiles before they slipped down to their knees on the mats they had conjured to kneel on.


“Blimey Hermoine, look at that, I told you what this was about!” Ron blustered as he watched as his best friend laid his cheek against Severus’ knee and rub against it for comfort.


“Ron do be quiet, don’t offend Harry” the brown haired woman hissed back as she took the seat her former professor motioned her to. She was quite intrigued to watch how the couple interacted with each other and if she’d read the look in Harry’s eyes right, then Ron would certainly be given an education.


Allie looked up at Max and then spoke.


“Master, shall this girl fix your meal?”


Max turned to Severus and rolled his eyes, he’d caught onto their tricks immediately and from the looks of it, so had Severus.


“Yes pet.” He answered in a growl and drank from the cup she presented him.


Harry smirked as he looked up at Severus, his eyes laughing as he saw that his lover understood what was going on and was willing to play along.


“What are you waiting for, boy? An engraved invitation?” Severus growled in that velvety baritone and then nudged the younger man with his foot.


“No Master, I shall get it now.” Harry replied meekly and went to the table and fixed a plate for Severus, being sure to put plenty of egg rolls on the side for himself.


Grant watched this display with amusement playing across his features and then thought what the hell; it might teach the loud mouthed boy a lesson. Besides, it would definitely get Damon’s attention. He smiled at the thought and moved forward to fix the other man his meal and then knelt at his husband’s feet to present it to him. Damon took the plate and nearly choked on his water, Grant hadn’t knelt in years, his knees were so arthritic that it was too painful for him to do it and for Damon to watch.


“Grant” Damon said quietly, “get off your knees, if you intend to pull this stunt at least sit on your ass.” Grant only smiled beatifically at his mate and sat flat on the ground.


Ron watched gobsmacked as Harry knelt at the feet of Severus Snape and offered him the plate he’d fixed. He waited to see where Harry was going to eat and when Harry just settled back into his spot on the mat, he went off.


“Cor Harry, what’s this? You aren’t allowed to eat? That’s it; you’re coming home with us.” He started to yell as he got to his feet.


Harry didn’t even bother to look behind him, he simply tipped his face up to the man he loved and opened his mouth, in which Severus very carefully placed the bite of food he’d been blowing on to cool. Severus flicked his eyes up at Ron and raised an eyebrow.


“I would suggest that you eat Mr. Weasley, it tastes much better while it is hot.” He said as he took a bite himself and then fed Harry two more. He was determined to get more than egg rolls down the brat tonight; there was plenty of broccoli on his plate that was going to find its way into his mate.


Hermione only snorted in laughter as she got up to fix her plate, she smiled at the picture the couple made, and she could tell Harry was truly happy. Now all she had to do was knock some sense into her husband. She sat down and began to eat while Ron stared at her.


“What Ron?” she asked as she chewed a pieced of chicken.


“Where’s my plate love?” he asked, looking like a child that had been sent away hungry.


She motioned to the table, “There Ron, I am sure you are capable of fixing your own meal.”


“But Mione, you always fix my plate.” He whined in a wheedling voice. His wife rolled her eyes and continued to eat as he watched her.


He didn’t notice as Harry gracefully got to his feet and quickly fixed another plate.


“Here Ron.”


“Thanks mate,” the red head said as he took it and cheerfully tucked in.


Harry returned to his spot and Severus ran his hand over his cheek, using his thumb to wipe away a little trace of sauce from the corner of his lips, then leaned down to kiss him.


Hermione reached over and took the plate away from her husband, who looked at her like she’d gone mad.


“Ronald Weasley, how dare you sit there and be a hypocrite of Harry’s choice in his life?” she demanded. The others stopped eating and watched the new couple in amusement as it dawned on Ron what she meant.


“That’s not the same Hermione, not at all.” He sputtered looking at Harry. “Is it Harry? Tell her.”


“Tell her what? That I fixed my soon to be husband a plate and then fixed one for you?” he asked sweetly as he took the broccoli from the offered fork and put it back on Sev’s plate. Nope not going to eat that today.


“Come off it Harry, you know what I mean.” Ron yelled.


“Why? Because you don’t offer food to your wife? Did you ever ask her if she’d like you to? Do you know how it makes someone feel to know that someone else cares enough about you that they make sure each bite goes into your mouth?” Harry retorted, his voice starting to rise in intensity. Severus placed a restraining hand on his back; he’d pull Harry out of there before it got too heated.


“That’s ridiculous Harry, why would anyone want that? Why would you want to know Snape makes sure you eat?” Ron flung back as he grabbed his plate back.


Harry stayed rooted in that spot as he digested what his friend had said. His friend that knew his background, that knew he’d grown up being starved. His friend didn’t understand how that conveyed love to the dark haired wizard. His face drained of colour as he trembled in rage, his lips pressing together as he fought to keep words inside.


“That is quite enough out of you tonight Mr. Weasley,” Severus said coldly as he stood and placed himself between the old friends. “I will not have him made this upset. You may use that tent there if it is permissible with Damon and Grant, otherwise you may go to Hell, either way bothers me not.”


With that, the tall man turned around and bent down to scoop up a rigid Harry in his arms. Harry fought him, he wasn’t done yet, he still had loads to explain to his friend. Severus gave him a little squeeze and pressed his lips to his ear.


“Shhhhh…Harry..hush a bye, calm down now.” He murmured as he strode out into the darkness with him in his arms.


“That bastard,” Harry spat “how can he say that? How? He knows Sev, he knows what they did to me.”


Severus did the only thing he could and simply held him while he raged, wiping the tears of anger away as they fell. He was going to ask them to leave in the morning before Harry woke up; it wasn’t good for him to get this upset. Part of Severus understood the behaviour that Ron was displaying, but there was a bigger part of him that wanted to cause massive physical damage to shut his hateful gob for good.


Max stepped up beside the pair and rested one big hand on Harry’s tummy, allowing his magic to take a quick reading of how the baby was doing. He looked up at Severus and nodded, the younger man was okay, but he did need to settle down.


“Bit you need to listen to me right now, can you do that?” Max asked as he brought Harry’s chin around so he was looking into his face. Severus shifted him again and then sat down on one of their chairs. Harry stared up at the large man, his chest heaving as his outburst started to subside. He nodded and wiped at his face.


“Yes.” He said softly. Severus kissed the hair on the back of his head and placed one hand protectively over his belly.
Max smiled as he squatted down next to them and set a small bag at Severus’ feet.


“Harry, will you allow me to give you a quick examination? Severus can be right there with you, in fact I want him there, he needs to see and learn with you, okay?”


Harry took a deep shuttering breath and nodded, getting to his feet with his mate holding his hand.


The three of them went into the Snape tent taking a couple more chairs with them, not for the first time was Severus glad that they had modified the muggle contraption to suit their needs.


“Harry, do you have a nightshirt you can put on?” Max asked as he began to unpack his bag. Severus handed Harry one of his own and helped him undress, slipping the cotton nightshirt over his head before pulling off his shorts. He had to smile at the sight of Harry in his clothing, the hem hung nearly to his ankles and it just looked like it swallowed him.


“Good, now Sev, I need you to straighten the bed out and place Harry so that his bottom is on the edge with his legs over the side.” Max said as he looked over his shoulder at them. Soon Severus had his young mate positioned as requested and sat on the side of the bed with his hand placed over Harry’s belly button.


Max pulled up a chair to sit between Harry’s knees and then conjured a pair of stirrups from the bed frame to hold Harry’s feet and legs up out of the way.


“Sev, I need another sheet please to drape over him.”


Harry looked at Max and grinned.


“Master has seen everything I have, why cover it?”


“Harry, this will be rather intimate and you may want to feel like you are not here for display, okay?” Max replied as he draped the sheet over Harry and then lifted each foot into a stirrup, leaving him fully exposed under his gaze.


“What are you checking for, Sir?” Harry asked as he felt large fingers on his inner thigh and jumped a little from the touch.


“Bit, Grant has been getting some strange readings from you since yesterday and I need to see how well your body is adapting to carrying a child. Now you are going to feel me touch your bottom now, I apologize for the cold fingers.” Max explained as he motioned with his head for Severus to come watch.


There was a sharp intake of breath as Harry felt cold slimy fingers touch his cleft and then at his entrance.


“Harry, I am going to put two fingers inside of you now, I need you to relax.” Max instructed and then slid two beefy fingers into the sub’s anal channel. Severus jerked his head up when he heard a whimper from Harry, he saw that his eyes were clenched shut and he was biting his lower lip.


“Does that hurt Harry?” Max asked as he moved his fingers deeper and around checking the size and placement of Harry’s womb. He nodded and smiled as he felt what he’d hoped he would. Harry’s magic had performed wonderfully, his new womb was perfectly placed and sized right.


“No Sir, just…uncomfortable.” Harry whispered, now glad of the sheet covering his lower body, he was certain he was as red as a beet.


“All done with that part Harry,” Max said in reassurance as he slipped his fingers out and wiped the gel used off of Harry’s skin. Harry let out a deep breath in relief and felt Severus rubbing his thigh to comfort him.


“Now Sev, I want you to see this,” Harry heard Max say and then felt fingers lifting his limp penis and scrotum up and push them forward, then felt another finger….enter him. What the hell was that he wondered? There was a finger in him and it wasn’t in his arse.


“Severus what are you doing?” he squeaked as he watched his lover’s head go behind the sheet and felt more fingers on the flesh between his legs.


“What is that Max?” Severus asked as he reached out a hesitant finger to slide along the edges of a slit in Harry that had opened behind his bollocks. He felt Harry shiver under his fingertip.


“His body’s accepted this Severus; it’s already created the birthing channel for the baby. This is permanent; they always are when they appear this early.” Max explained, patting Harry’s inner thigh.


“Harry, I need to check you inside here to make sure everything is there that needs to be, understand?”


He waited as Harry’s breathing slowed a bit and he nodded, then he carefully slid a well gelled finger into Harry’s new orifice. Yes, just as it should be, elastic, capable of producing lubrication, good muscle tone, and yes there was the cervix like nodule, nice and closed as it should be. He slipped his finger out and once again wiped Harry clean.


“Scoot up on the bed, Bit,” he said after taking his feet out of the stirrups and smiling at Severus to let him know his mate was just fine. Harry scooted up as instructed and laid quietly as Max pushed and prodded his lower abdomen, checking the size and placement from this angle as well.


Max finished a few minutes later and after uttering a cleansing charm he sat back down in the chair. The couple sat together and stared back at him.


“Well?” Severus asked impatiently, “Tell us something.”


“Baby is doing fine, Harry’s body has created an ideal environment for fetal development and it looks like he won’t have any trouble at all with carrying enough to populate a quidditch team in the future.” Max began.


“What about the new…..hole?” Harry asked, just a trifle embarrassed. This was all new territory for him.


“In a sense, that is a vagina Harry. Just like a woman’s, only you are not going to develop the outer characteristics or have a monthly cycle. As for care, you might want to use a low pressure douche after sex, but not too often. If there is discomfort, come see me.”


At the look on Severus’ face, Max grinned.


“Yes, you can play, touch, lick, penetrate, whatever feels good to you and Harry. At least for now, as he gets further along he may very well have to stop all sexual activities for several months.” Max explained further and then as he closed his bag, “Do you have any more questions?”


“How do you know it’s a girl?” Severus asked as he drew lazy circles on Harry’s tummy with his fingers.


“Sev, you and Harry will know for sure very soon, because of all the extra estrogen, Harry will no longer be able to attain an erection.”


At the look of open mouthed horror on the younger man’s face, Max hastened to finish explaining.


“Just because it doesn’t get hard will not keep him from orgasm or enjoyment, trust me, his body will take care of him.” And with that Max stood and patted Harry’s shoulder and shook Severus’ hand.


“Thank you for looking at him Max.” Severus said as he walked him out of the tent. Max stopped him and turned to face him.


“Sev, tonight, if he feels up to it, I need you to make him feel good about the changes his body is going through. Let him know you find him attractive still. I was very serious, his new opening can and should be used regularly, it will make labour much easier on him if he’s been stretched some.”


Severus nodded and smiled, turning back to the tent; he waved his wand over it and muttered something. Max looked at him for a moment and then laughed as he realized what he’d done.


“You know Damon is going to kill you for taking those charms off, but I think it’ll do Harry’s friends some good to know Harry’s enjoying himself.” Max laughed as he turned toward his tent. “See you in the morning, have fun tonight.”


“Night.” Sev called after him and then went back in to Harry, where he laid the younger man down and cuddled him close, whispering to him just what he planned to do with his young, fertile, flexible, sexy body that night.