How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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A/N~ yes there will be more pregnant sex......ya perverts....LOL
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Hermione chattered along incessantly as usual as the others finished the meal. Damon was rapidly beginning to regret offering to give the young witch a ride, the woman never stopped asking questions. Questions of just how far to lean, questions of air pollution, questions of hearing safety, questions of helmets, oh mighty Merlin, she had questions about EVERYTHING.


Grant watched as his husband became increasingly abrupt and curt in his answers, sometimes not answering at all, just letting her natter on about something else. He didn’t want the day to begin on a bad note, not with everything that had happened the night before. Making his decision to help keep Damon from hexing the visiting witch, he moved over to squat down by Allie.


“Allie, sweetie, I need you to change places with me today. I want you to take the truck with Harry and let that Hermione woman ride with Max.” he whispered as he poured her more juice. She looked up at Damon once and saw that he was getting close to taking all he could and quickly agreed that Grant’s idea was probably for the best. Besides, it was going to be horridly hot and the truck had air conditioning….the bike didn’t.


“Okay Grant, but you tell Max.” she said with a grin.


Severus was watching everything with a smirk on his thin lips, he had had plenty of first hand knowledge of Hermione and her quest of knowledge. A remarkable trait indeed, but one that needed to be curbed from time to time in order to keep others from throttling the one asking questions.


Grant cleared his throat loudly and looked at his husband and received a nod of acknowledgement before he spoke.


“Hermione, you are going to ride with Max instead of Damon today. Allie is going to trade me places in the truck with Harry, she isn’t feeling too well and the heat wouldn’t be good on her.” The older man said as he gracefully got to his feet and crossed over to sit next to Damon, resting his arm along the other man’s shoulders.


Max looked at Allie in surprise and then understanding dawned on his face. He shrugged, it didn’t matter to him, she could ask anything she wanted to on the bike, he wouldn’t be able to hear a blessed word.


The announcement didn’t bother Hermione in the least, she simply turned a big smile to Max and continued the questioning.


“Hey Mione.” Harry said from his perch on Severus’ lap, relaxing now that the older wizard was satisfied the ‘bump’ had had enough to eat.


“Yes Harry?”


“Maybe give it a bit of a rest, yeah?” he asked with a smile as her husband laughed at her as she blushed.


“Oh. Oh I am so sorry, I just get excited over new things.” She said quickly and then shut her mouth, waiting for the others to make ready to go.


Harry stood a

s Severus patted his bottom, the taller man standing and getting a good stretch before turning to Ron.
“Still fancy a ride Weasley?” he asked as he turned to the big Dodge that was parked close by.


“You know it Professor!” Ron exclaimed as he quickly stood and walked over to the truck with the former teacher.


Between Severus, Max, and Ron, they got the Electra Glide unloaded and ready to go. Severus quickly fitted Harry’s helmet to his lover’s red haired friend and then gave him a quick lesson in being a passenger.


As Harry looked on, ready to get on the road, he noticed Max was doing the same thing with Hermione. He thought that it had been a very long time since he’d seen her so scared and excited at once. He grinned at Allie, who had gone back into her tent and retrieved her collection of compact discs to listen to on the drive to Pine Ridge.


Severus took Harry’s hand and led him to their tent to speak with him privately, he felt he needed to warn the younger wizard about life in Pine Ride and about the living conditions he’d see there. He knew that his mate was emotional right now and he was worried about how he would be when they got there.


“Yeah Sev?” Harry asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed as he had been instructed. He looked up at Severus and wondered if he had displeased his Dom, he seemed so serious as he looked down at him.


“Harry, I need you to know what to expect to see when we get to Grant’s family.” He said quietly, remembering the first time he’d been taken there to meet the older man’s family. The shock and outrage at the poverty had been overwhelming. He’d spoken to Damon after the visit about how he could help and had been told that the need for medicines was a great one there, so every year he’d been certain to bring as many useful potions as he could pack. Grant’s mother was a Medicine Woman, she had use for anything the foreign man made in his dungeons.


Many of the older years’ healing potions had gone here in years past, Severus always careful to purchase the ingredients himself so as not to create an impropriety if asked about his activities.


Harry looked at Severus, his eyes large and green, “I am listening Sir.”


“Harry, these people are so poor they make the Weasley family look like the Malfoys. There are no jobs there, not enough housing, not enough medical treatment, just abject poverty. I am worried about how you are going to react to this; I don’t want you to get overly upset.” He said as he paced the small confines of the tent, running his hand over his hair and down the long braid his ‘mother’ had plaited earlier. He was deep in thought as he pulled out a small wooden box from his bag and carefully removed smaller boxes from it. Waving his wand over them to enlarge them once the wooden box was empty.


“Harry, these are all healing draughts for Grant’s mother to use for her people.” He explained as he noticed Harry watching him as he checked the vials to be sure all had traveled well. Perfect, not one bottle broken this year.


“I understand Sev,” Harry said as he joined his lover’s side and helped him repack the boxes again for their last trip.


“Harry, maybe you should stay here, maybe it is a bad idea for you to go right now,” Severus mused as they finished and he sat on the edge of the bed with the other man in his lap. His hand was splayed protectively over his stomach, trying in some way to keep his love from any harm.


“I’d like to go Sir,” Harry said quietly as he reached up one hand and stroked his Master’s face. He trusted his safety and well being to this man, and was immensely proud to know that he did what he did to help Grant’s mother.


“If you start getting upset, I’ll have Allie bring you back. No arguing, understand?” he said sternly and helped Harry up and then stood as well, picking up the wooden box.


“I understand. Please tell me if there is anything I can do that would be of use.” The younger man said as he followed Severus back out of the tent and to the truck, where the older man carefully arranged the box in the floor boards.


“Make sure these don’t spill Harry.” He said as he kissed him gently and lifted him up into the truck, fastening the seat belt around him before closing the door.


Severus walked back to his bike, where Ron was waiting while talking to Hermione and Max, Allie was already headed for the truck and Grant and Damon were in their tent getting a few last minute items to take to his family.


Severus and Max mounted their bikes as the older couple came out of the tent, turning to help Ron and Hermione on behind. The sound of music shattered the morning quiet as Allie started the truck and turned up the stereo. The two young Doms looked at their submissives through the windshield and laughed to each other. Harry and Allie both had donned mirrored sunglasses and were bopping along to the music playing.


Severus turned to Max and grimaced.


“Bloody hell mate, it’s fucking Thelma and Louise there.” He laughed as he caught sight of Harry’s grinning face.


Max busted out laughing at the comparison of the two and nodded.


“As long as they stay away from cliffs, we’re in the clear man, but if they even look at one, we stupefy them.”


“I concur.” Severus chuckled as he moved out on his bike following Damon, as he passed the rumbling truck, he looked and smiled as Harry blew him a kiss on the wind.


The group headed back East on Interstate 90 stopping in Rapid City at a huge supermarket to load up a cart per couple and then load it all into the back of the truck, charming what they needed to to keep things cold for the rest of the trip.


Nearly an hour later they crossed the boundaries of the reservation, heading south now. Harry could see the poverty Severus had spoken of, he turned and looked at a very somber Allie.


“What’s it like?” he asked softly as he turned off the music.


“Most of the people are as wonderful as Grant, but some don’t like us because we’re white. We shouldn’t have any trouble though. Grant’s mom is waiting for us at the house.” She answered as she carefully navigated the big truck down the dirt track. It was bumpy going and in some places, the washboarding made their teeth rattle as they drove over it.


“I’m glad I’m not on the bike.”


“Yeah, it knocks you around a lot. You are going to love Rachel, that’s Grant’s mom. She is so cool, just loves everyone, she makes you feel right at home.” Allie said as they approached the small town of Pine Ridge.


“Don’t get out of Sev’s sight, okay? I think he’d stroke out on us the way he fusses over you.” She continued as Harry looked out the window in silence at the shabbily dressed children and scrawny dogs that watched them go by.


It had been a long time since he’d felt so much despair from a place, part of him wanted to beg Allie to turn around and get him out of there as fast as she could. He hated to think of how day to day life was for these people, hated to think of Grant growing up in such a manner. The Dursley’s had been awful, but this was….well he hoped the people were not as mean as their surroundings.


Harry came back to himself quickly as the truck stopped outside a small rusting house trailer. Taking a look around he saw that the yard was reasonably kept and the porch fairly new, Grant was a good son and took care of his aging mother as best as the independent woman would allow.


Severus dismounted and walked to the truck, leaving a shocked Ron behind him in the settling dust. The Weasley boy could fend for himself right now, he needed to get to his Harry, needed to hold him close and help him through what he knew was going to be a rough visit.