The Third Time is a Charm

Posted 11 October 2009

Chapter 31: Finding the Perfect Gift

It was not even Christmas and everything was in production. A few more strategy sessions with Gorbink and the Prince Healing Center was operational, which was Doc’s Christmas Present. It was masked as a muggle hospital just as the one that was developing in the States but underground it could service squibs and almost squibs. The above ground level was actually run by muggles that continued the study of the effects of sound waves on humans, but underneath was Doc’s team for wizard families. Anyone of the wizarding world had to make an appointment then was portkeyed in. No one saw the outside of the building nor knew where it was.

The acromantula shells were delivered to ensure the goblins builders would still be working, the raw silk was delivered to Prince Fabrics, and now the Printing Press was in operation. Remus had gone to live at one of Prince Property apartment complexes (also in the muggle world) with the two elves and was in full swing in getting the cure to the werewolves that wanted it and taking orders for more. Then finding out where they were best suited in the overall plan to work for Prince Conglomerate if they wanted to. Some even received low interest loans or were granted money to start their own business and even sent to school to become school teachers or assistants. The werewolf community included muggles that were bitten as well as wizards and some could not get an education as Remus had done.

Prince Printing Press was at full steam. The idea was to send all known pureblood families a copy of the book ‘So, You Want to be a Death Eater?’. What Severus liked the most was the dedication page. It read:


My Great Grandfathers once told me, “Anyone given unlimited power has just been given the right of unlimited corruption. No one person should be unaccountable for their actions, even those we trust absolutely, even Merlin.”
I dedicate this book to them, they know who they are. I love and miss you,
Tempus Spiritus


It was a vague reference to Albus Dumbledore and the amount of power he wielded through the Wizengamot, the school and through the press he received. It was not an outright attack but a subtle reference. Hopefully it would help as little Harry started to grow up and was placed with the Dursleys. There would come a time when they would have to fight Albus to keep him from manipulating little Harry’s life.

There were already one thousand copies of the book, also the children’s story books, Merlin’s Fairy Tales for the Young and Old, and Lullabies for the Young Witch or Wizard were under way, they had decided to use the name Lizzy Prince (from Becca’s middle name) as the author of those books. Since the books about Voldemort were going to create quite a ruckus with its accusations and truths. They didn’t want to associate it with the children’s books even though it would be obvious the authors had some of the same ideas. At least both books would be ready for the holidays.

It was one week before Christmas; Remus had just received an invitation to dine at the Prince Safehouse where he first met Severus Prince. He was not sure he wanted to go as he wouldn’t know anyone there, but it was his boss and he supposed he could go there before going to see Lily and James. Sirius was going to be at the Potter’s too and maybe Wormtail. The old gang always got together for Christmas, but this year he had some unique gifts to give everyone and didn’t have to feel like the poor cousin that couldn’t contribute to the holiday. He also was going to share with them that his lycanthropy was cured and he was working for a great company. He was even offering the help of his two elves to Lily to help with dinner as he had heard she was pregnant and he knew it would be harder for her to make the Christmas Dinner.

Remus sent a response to the Princes’ and then one to the Potters saying he would be a little late as he had to stop somewhere on the way. He had four of the new books about the Dark Lord and the new book of children’s stories to give to Lily for the little one, he was sure it would be a good day.

Regulus was in charge of making sure every follower of Voldemort’s; at least the ones he knew of, received the book. Severus helped organize this with him as he knew of more inner circle people than Reg did. They had one hundred owls ready for Christmas Eve to deliver a book that was wrapped in green foil paper with the words: ‘A Gift for Your Family’s Good Health’ in silver writing. Hoping this would inspire the opening and reading of the present. Regulus made sure that one would go to his mother and he wrote a personal note to add to it. She would be glad to know he was still alive and well. He worried about her since his father’s death just a few months before.

With all the planning and business strategies going on, Harry and Severus had spent little quality time together except for bed when they were exhausted. They both agreed that to go back out into the wizarding world was a little dangerous since the last time they were in the Alley they had been attacked and accidentally conjured the shield that caused so much speculation. He could still remember the headlines the next day. Death Eater Attack Fended off by Merlin Heirs, even in this time Rita Skeeter, although much younger, had a flair for the dramatic. The article only had taken in a few eye witness accounts of the shield that went up and she had them as practically Merlin’s children. Idiot woman, she would write anything for a bit of glory. Harry had wanted to fire her as (thanks to Gorbink) they had thirty five percent share in the newspaper but Severus pointed out that they could use her in the future if they carefully fed her the information they wanted known. Harry reluctantly gave in.

Becca stayed more behind the scenes now, very much aware of what the unborn baby meant to the wizarding world and to her family. She was bored half the time but welcomed Regulus, Harry, Severus and The Seven for company. After the attack when they went to Diagon Alley, she did not want to risk the baby anymore than she had too. However this was against her nature; she was always in the middle of things not the planning stage or the sidelines. Severus said it would be good for her to learn patience and curb her Gryffindor side for awhile. She was accustomed to having more people around to talk to. Even Shashi and the Doc and the other healers were busy with the new healing center.

Harry went to go visit with Becca and see how she was doing. The morning sickness only hit every third or fourth day and today was close to one of those days. He found her in the sitting area of their quarters with Seventh Born in her lap and Fawkes on his perch in the corner. The other snakes not around at the time. Harry went over to pet Fawkes and feed him a treat then sat down with Becca on the sofa hissing a hello to the little basilisk.

“I think its time to feed them again. I don’t think they have been fed since we left the other Hogwarts. I know most snakes only eat once every two to four weeks, but they were very hungry before we found them.” Harry softly hissed to Becca and Seventh Born in deference to the muted lighting of the room.

“I was thinking the same thing; maybe we should feed them some of the flesh of the male we found in the bedroom.” Becca looked at Seventh Born who was following the conversation but hadn’t said anything; she then switched back to English. “Harry, why don’t you go and see if Severus can give you some of the flesh that was taken from the two parents; wasn’t it stored in the lab? He should be there I think, and would probably welcome your interruption.”

At Harry’s reluctant looked, Becca stared at him quizzically and continued, “You will be studying potions when the holidays are over. We put training on hold, but not forever. You needed to get settled and healed but now it will soon be time for work. You also need to ask Sev to make the contraceptive potion unless you want another little one on the way.” Becca gave him a mischievous smile and continued. “The first one was given to you when we decided that sex magic was the fastest way to get your magical core up and running, but it only lasts about four weeks and it works better if you take it every three weeks.

Harry’s face went white, he had forgotten about that. Actually he was still trying to wrap his mind around the idea of being a father soon. Most wizards had to take potions and use lunar cycles but not Harry Potter! No of course not, he got pregnant on the first time he had sex, Harry was thinking sarcastically.

“I hate going into the lab, I don’t understand what Sev is doing and I end up just watching him stir a cauldron. Let’s go swimming later after lunch, we can take the snakes with us and then feed them after our swim.

Becca agreed with the swimming but not about the potions. “Harry, don’t you remember Salazar giving you the gift of potions? You only need to apply yourself a little and you will understand them. Ask Severus what he is doing; it will go a long way to making a better bond.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go to the lab. See you at lunch.”

Becca curled up on the sofa for a nap with Seventh Born curled up on her stomach. As Becca slept, the snake hissed a lullaby to the unborn baby.

Harry arrived in the lab and watched Severus as he was brewing something in a silver cauldron, or maybe it was pewter he wasn’t sure. He watched as his lover added some ingredients to the pot and stirred again. He loved this man so much but Severus was so much smarter than him. Harry wondered why the older man stayed around and didn’t get bored with him. Harry cleared his throat quietly so as not to startle him too much. His lover turned around and a warm smile graced his lips and he came over to Harry and kissed him softly. Harry deepened the kiss and Severus was soon holding his lover tightly to him with his straining erection quite evident. Harry pulled back.

“Hey love, Becca said you have the recipe for a contraceptive potion that I need to take every three or four weeks to keep from getting pregnant. Evidently we have a problem with me getting pregnant like, conceiving the first time we had sex. If I don’t take it I will be with child again, and I don’t know if we are ready for that considering the first one isn’t here yet.”

“No, I don’t think we want that yet. Technically you are still sixteen years old in my book and one baby at a time is quite enough. There is a recipe here, I just need to find it and make sure we have the ingredients, but first…” Severus tackled that mouth again with all the fire and passion Harry had started when he walked in the door and kissed him. He had a vision of pounding into the young man on one of the work tables. He would probably never be able to work in this room again without thinking about it but he lifted Harry onto one of the empty worktables anyway.

Soon Harry’s clothes were scattered all over the floor, then Severus’ clothes immediately joined Harry’s. The older man started sucking on his lover’s neck and gliding down to first the right nipple, and then the left, biting and sucking hard to make Harry whimper in response. The young man was simply limp in anticipation of what would happen next. Harry started to touch Severus’ chest and tried to raise just a little to get to the nipples of the older man. “No” Severus demanded as he grabbed the younger man’s hands above his head, “Not your turn, you behave and stay still or I will turn you over and make you stay there.”

Harry just loved it when Sev got all in control like that. It usually turned into one really hard ride. Just as Harry was thinking about that, Sev snapped on a cock ring and took him into his mouth; nibbling and sucking just the way he knew would drive his lover wild. The younger man tried to buck his hips but the older lover had a firm hold and would not let him move. “I told you to stay still.” Severus demanded again just as his lover whimpered, he knew he was in trouble now as Severus got a devious smirk on his face.

“You, Mr. Harry Prince, have been found guilty of moving when told not to, you will now be punished.” He swiftly but carefully turned Harry over and made sure he was in proper position with his hips barely on the table and his hard shaft and legs hanging down but his feet didn’t touch the floor. Oh yes, Severus thought, this table was just the right height and he proceeded to the next step. He spanked Harry with his hand and made a red handprint on his backside. Harry almost jumped off the table. “Mr. Prince, you are not to move and have earned another spanking. Then whack, another hand print showed up but on the other arse cheek.

Severus spanked his lover a few more times before touching the hard shaft. It was harder than Severus had ever seen it. He was gratified to know that they could have fun like this together. It was another reason they were so perfect for each other. Another two whacks and Harry was a quivering mess. He begged, “please” and “more” and there were a few “Oh Merlins” thrown into the mix. Severus grabbed some lube and slicked up his hands. He inserted his thumb while rubbing the young man’s rock hard member with the other hand. He knew Harry would soon be ready for him so he inserted the other thumb and very carefully pulled that sweet bud open. Both thumbs working to ready and stretch the hole that would welcome Severus into it as he filled the young man with the offerings waiting for him.

As the fingers of each hand were placed on the red ripened globes, the thumbs were pushing in and out stretching and reaching inside where Severus wanted desperately to bury himself with one quick hard thrust. The boy was almost ready, screaming and begging for release and to be filled at the same time. Severus lined up his shaft to the opening that wanted nothing more than to be complete with its master. The older lover gave a mighty thrust and pierced the boy straight to the core.

Harry screamed “Severus please”. The man took that as his cue and pulled out almost all the way and thrust back in sheathing himself in one mighty push. Harry whimpered “more” so the older man pulled out and thrust back in again. Harry was incoherent. He had never felt so full.

“Sev, please…mo..oh…now…can’t…Sev…need…ooooooohhhhhhh… need now…. Harder… no…harder…again…pleeeessssee.

Severus who had been thrusting fast and hard as Harry keened for more, couldn’t take it anymore and had to finish. He snapped the ring off of his lover and thrust one more mighty push as they both came to completion at the same time, Severus filling up the younger man with his seed and Harry’s ending up on the floor and table legs. Severus leaned on top of Harry for a few minutes before he pulled out and picked Harry up and turned him around to carry him over to a small loveseat in the corner of the room. Harry snuggled into his lover after latching his lips to that of the older man’s as a thank you for the wonderful surprise.

Severus smirked and wrapped his arms around his green eyed minx. They decided to stay there through lunch and spend some much needed time together.

Later that afternoon as Becca was in the pool with The Seven, Harry limped in with the food for the snakes.

“What’s the problem Harry? You look like you’re in pain or something.” Becca said with a sneaky smirk on her lips.

“Why would you say that?

“You are limping, love, and you look well and truly satisfied. Guess you and Sev had a good potions lesson, huh?”

“Shut it, you.” He told Becca even as his face turned a bright red. Harry then hissed for the snakes to come and eat. He laid out seven slices of the meat from the father and told the snakes that it was kept for them to feed on.

“Becca, I don’t know what to get Severus for Christmas, we can’t go shopping and I can’t think of anything.” Harry looked at the woman he considered to be a sister and frowned. “What am I going to do?”

“I have an idea, but it might be kind of tricky.”

“I am up for anything at this point.”

“There is a really rare plant that grows in the marshes of the southern United States; I have an acquaintance there that lives near where it grows. The flower flourishes in abundance there, but it is hard to transport long distances even with magic. The plants travel well in short trips but for long trips not so well, even with a portkey. But I think if we send Fawkes, he could bring a message with two hundred galleons and she could send back the plants. I did her a favor in the other timeline but she won’t know that here. She is not a rich woman so the money would be welcome, especially this close to Christmas.”

“I’ll go get the money and you write the letter. I need to see these plants before Christmas is here. I need time to get something else if it doesn’t work.” Harry strode out of the room as Becca called an elf for parchment and quill. She shook her head at Harry; he still wasn’t used to living with elves. He could have called one to bring a sack of money.

When he came back, Fawkes was ready with the parchment tied to his leg waiting for Harry to bring the payment so the bird could go on his journey.

About an hour later Fawkes flashed in to the pool area and placed his heavy burden on the floor, and then flew to his perch by the pool. He liked to spend time next to the paintings of the palm trees, it might not be the real thing but it was soothing none the less. Becca, Harry and The Seven were still swimming and having a good time, all the while Harry worrying about Severus’ present. When the bird flashed in Harry was under the water and didn’t here him come back. Once he came to the surface, Becca got his attention by splashing him and hollering. “It’s here.”

“What’s here?

“The plants silly, they are here. Fawkes just got back, and oh there is a note with the box.” While Becca was picking up the note, Harry was looking at the huge box of plants that was gracing a square meter of the floor. It was a good thing they sent a phoenix and not an owl. Harry opened the box and looked at the flowers with in. They were some kind of lily. “Becca, what are these flowers?” They were beautiful flowers, white with an emerald green accent. The green was at its brightest and darkest in the center of the flower, but lightened as it streaked to the end of the petals. The green in the flower reminded him of the color of his eyes.

“It is called a Healing Marsh Lily, and they are extremely useful in healing potions. They are very potent and very valuable. It looks as if she sent twice as much as we paid for. Let me read the letter,” she said indicating the parchment in her hand. As Becca read the letter, Harry was rubbing over the scar on his hand wondering if it could heal old injuries as well. He didn’t think about it often but he still hated the scar ‘I must not tell lies’.

Becca noticed Harry looking at the horrible scar that toad of a woman forced him to etch into his skin with the blood quill.

“Harry, didn’t anyone tell you to use lavender oil on that scar? Even muggles use lavender oil for healing and reducing and removing scars, I am sure you have some in your bathroom.”

Harry looked at her dumb founded and shook his head no. “I don’t remember hearing anything like that. Does it really work?”

“Sure, and if you mix it with a little oil from the leaf or petals of one of these lilies, it might even be gone before Christmas. We have a week yet.”

“Do you think we could give one of these to my mother for Christmas? I know it can’t be from me but I would like to know I gave her something.”

“I’m sure we can make that happen.” Becca smiled at him.