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Guilty as Sin

By: harriet
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 57
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Small Sacrafices

CHAPTER 38

“You need to just accept it Draco.” Harry whispered as he lay beside the blonde who was on his side staring off sadly into space.

“Yeah I know and I knew that was what he was going to do if he ever found out but I didn’t realize seeing the disappointment in his eyes would hurt so much.” Draco whispered his voice still shaky after his father had led them to the large guest bedroom and left the three of them to wash up before their late meal.

“Disappointment? I think you’re confusing that with psychotic rage Draco.” Harry muttered as he absently rubbed the small bulge of his potbelly not realizing what he was doing. “Besides his opinion of you doesn’t matter anymore. We live a different life now Draco.”

“I know this Harry but just facing the reality of it…” Draco rolled over to stare at Harry who was still absently rubbing his stomach as he stared up into the canopy of the king sized four-poster bed. “Didn’t it scare you just a little when the headmaster admitted he’d known about your condition since the summer? Don’t you feel the slightest bit afraid that you’ve walked away from everything?” Reaching over Draco grabbed hold of Harry’s hand stopping the boy from rubbing and drawing Harry’s attention fully to him.

“Maybe a little.” Harry whispered a he swallowed the feeling of anger that rose in his chest as he thought about Albus Dumbledore and his manipulations. “I guess I’ve just accepted that my fate isn’t a pre written prophecy anymore and that I don’t have to live up to someone’s false expectations of me. I am who I am and for the first time in my life I’m making my own decisions and accepting the consequences of those decision without being overly protected by someone.” Harry sighed softly as he watched Draco take in everything he’d just admitted to. Harry knew it had to have been hard on Draco seeing his fathers displeasure having for so long been the apple of Lucius’ eye but it had been a lie and in time Draco would accept the fact the truth had come out.

“Do you think Snape knows what he’s doing by blackmailing my father?” Draco whispered as he rested his head down against Harry’s shoulder.

“I’m not sure but we have to trust him.” Harry whispered in reply as they both sat up when they heard the water of the shower being turned off and the wet pad of Snape’s feet on the tiles of the bathroom. Draco nodded in agreement and both boys smiled as Snape came out of the bathroom a large white towel wrapped loosely around his waist and droplets of water from his wet hair running down his hairless chest.

“Draco shower.” Snape ordered sharply as he moved around the bottom of the bed opening their resized trunks in an effort to find something clean to put on. Draco smiled mildly at Harry as he crawled off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. Harry scooted to the bottom of the bed and sat watching Snape as the man dried himself thoroughly, paying no regard for his nakedness as he dropped the towel and pulled on a thin pair of trousers and a light cheesecloth shirt. Carefully Snape brushed his wet hair and then after a drying spell gathered it up into a leather band so that it was tied nearly up at the base of his neck. Harry had to admit he’d never seen Snape look so casual before or as satisfied with the outcome after his conversation with Lucius earlier. Finally Snape noticed Harry’s stare and turned around slowly to face his Inferei who was sitting cross-legged on the end of the bed carelessly perusing his figure. “Potter.” Snape snapped drawing Harry’s attention back from his daydream.

“Hmmm.” Harry muttered finding the comfortable surroundings of a real bedroom making him sleepy.

“Come here.” Harry shook himself back to the present and gently eased himself off the edge of the bed and wandered over to where Snape was rummaging through a tied leather roll that seemed to contain an entire mini potions lab. “Undress and bend over.” Harry looked at Snape strangely as the man found what he was looking for in his leather roll and proceeded to uncork the vial and rub several drops of the oily liquid onto the ends of his two middle fingers.

“Alright but I’m tired can’t we lie down?” Harry dropped his pants and his shirt to the floor and bent over double, locking his hands around his ankles in the position that Snape often enjoyed taking him in. Admittedly Snape hadn’t demanded a position this adventurous since his conceiving but perhaps Snape had forgotten about it. Behind him Harry heard Snape tut before a warm hand came to wrap around his middle pulling him back up so that he was only slightly bent.

“Idiot boy, I don’t want to fuck you we haven’t time. I am simply going to check your progress, now push out.” With a gentle long fingered hand cupping the small round of Harry’s stomach Snape eased two of his oiled fingers into Harry’s unprepared backside. Harry winced a little in pain but just as he’d been instructed Harry pushed out allowing the fingers to slip easily past the tense inner muscles and up deep inside him. “Now relax and let me feel you.” Harry was uncomfortable as Snape began gently pressing his stomach in various places the two fingers buried inside of him feeling their way clinically around just as their counterparts were doing outside on his stomach. Snape was muttering to himself with each wince or breath of air that Harry let out with Snape’s inspection but when Snape pressed a particularly sore spot just above Harry’s bladder he was rewarded with a cursed expletive. Snape didn’t apologize for hurting Harry and merely hummed to himself making mental notes before drawing his fingers out of Harry’s backside and stepping away from him to wipe his hand.

“Well?” Harry snapped as he stood up and took the damp cloth Snape offered to wipe away the oil that lingered on his backside.

“Everything seems alright, I expect you to start gaining weight more rapidly over the next few months. We will also have to establish a hunt routine to keep you healthy, the child will be better prepared for the lengthy birth if you are feeding regularly.” Harry nodded and sat down on the padded bench at the end of the bed as he watched Snape pack away his mini potions lab having replaced the oil vial.

“Severus, is Draco going to be jealous of me all the time?” Harry cautiously looked towards the bathroom to make sure the blonde was still in the shower. The confrontation that had happened between Draco and himself in the underground had been weighing on his mind since it happened. Harry really needed Draco’s support and he didn’t dare think of what it would be like not to have someone to rely on as his pregnancy progressed. Severus casually sat down in the chair by the window as he observed Harry’s naked form appreciatively.

“No, it is natural for him to envy you especially as his own season draws closer. He sees you as a possible threat to his mating with me and will get territorial for a little while. It should not last and will lesson every year we are together. As soon as he realizes you are both equal in my affections he will back off. It might be as well to not antagonize him though. While you may be no threat to him, he is to you in your condition. He may not mean to hurt you but a well aimed blow to the stomach will cause permanent damage.” Harry nodded silently before another question sprang to mind regarding the agreement Snape and Lucius had reached earlier.

“What did Lucius mean by making Draco give him an heir.” Harry watched as Snape’s gaze darkened his jaw setting firm for a moment clearly not impressed by what he’d agreed to do.

“It was a pitiful request to keep the Malfoy name going. Unable to produce another son himself Lucius wishes Draco to give him a grandson to carry the name on. Unfortunately I will not allow Draco to carry one of my own offspring only to have to hand it over to Lucius at the end of it. Thus I have dubiously agreed to let Draco bed a witch of Lucius’ choosing. It requires little effort on Draco’s part and the child born of the joining will be of no interest to me, as it is more than likely to be a normal child. It is a small sacrifice but will likely yield a much better gain for us in the long run.” Snape casually yawned the sound of Draco finishing his shower a sign Harry should hurry up and finish the conversation.

“So Draco has to sleep with a woman, witch.” Harry corrected himself quickly as he watched Snape nod carelessly.

“Yes a disgusting but perfunctory task easily undertaken by a young man of his age. One does not have to know the mechanics of a heterosexual relationship to have sex with a woman. A hard cock and she’ll do the rest herself.” Flippantly Snape crossed his leg over and picked up the potions magazine lying on the side table of the bed. “Of course all under my own watchful eye I may add.” Snape added quickly as Draco stepped out of the bathroom looking far more relaxed and with a little more colour in his cheeks. Harry knew better than to discuss Draco while he was present in the room and with a smile at the blonde disappeared into the bathroom himself leaving Snape to relax with Draco before their meal.

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>

A/N More updates later today, hopefully a couple of chapters rather than just one....thanks for the reviews and I\'m glad you\'re all still enjoying this little tale.

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