Deserving (Final Chapter)

Chapter 41

By: Moon of the Sea

Beta: Ellie


“Those are my conditions Mr. Potter. Take them or leave them,” said the head of Madam Pomfrey floating in the fire.

“But I already told you, my husband gave me a potion and I am alright now,” protested Harry, kneeling in front of his fireplace.

“Yes, Mr. Potter, and knowing Severus’ ability I do not doubt that you are cured from that ailment but as you have not had a full medical exam since you entered Hogwarts my condition still stands. If you want me to come along to all of Severus’ prenatal care you are going to have to submit to a full medical exam by me and allow me to drop in on Severus at any time or day to make sure he is doing well.”

“Do you really believe that I would hurt him? He is my husband,” Harry continued with his protest.

“I am sorry but your track record works against you,” said the determined witch.

Harry could see that she had the upper hand, so he nodded his consent.

Severus, who was listening from behind the kitchen door sighed a breath of relief.


***

Poppy greeted Severus with open arms and did her best to ignore Mr. Harry Potter.

“I must admit, Severus, you are looking quite fit,” said the medi-witch.

“Why would I not? My husband sees to it that I want for nothing,” countered Severus, making it clear to the witch that he was not pleased with her treatment of his husband.

Poppy ignored the statement. “Speaking of which, Mr. Potter, please go into bed three and take your clothes off.”

Harry walked to the bed followed by Snape.

“Severus, I am sure Mr. Potter can manage,” stated the witch.

“I will be at my husband’s examination as he has been and will be at mine,” stated Severus, ending any possibility of arguments.


***

Harry was laying on his back with a blanket covering his midsection and Severus standing by his side.

“Why so coy, Mr. Potter? I will remind you that I have seen you plenty of times.”

“When he was a child,” answered Severus.
Harry pulled the blanket off and gave it to Severus. “I don’t care,” lied Harry, looking as if he so did care.

Poppy performed he scans and was pleased to see that Severus had cured Mr. Potter of his disorder. But when she asked him to turn on his belly she was faced with something she never thought possible. It was but a slight twitch of her cheek bone that gave it away to Severus. He knew by the miniscule movement that something was not right. The witch had her wand pointing at Harry’s rectum.

“Who did this to you?” she asked sending Severus’ heart into a whirlwind. Someone had hurt his Harry. Someone had violated him, but who? When?

“It doesn’t matter. It was ages ago,” answered Harry, sounding and looking as if he really meant his words. But Severus was in pure agony. He covered Harry’s head with his upper body and began to kiss him as if his kisses possessed an ability to cure the soul.

“Stop,” said Harry turning on his side. “Stop, it makes no sense to dwell over it now. It’s over. That part of my life is over. Now we have to concentrate on our family,” he said, reaching out to hug Severus with one hand. “Let’s just make sure our baby is alright,” he said sitting up and searching for Severus’ eyes.

Severus looked at Poppy. “He was somewhere between nine and twelve years old,” she informed her ex coworker.

“How could you have missed it?”

“Severus, I am not in the habit of performing this type of test on our students unless we suspect something.”

Severus wrapped Harry in his arms. Harry was clearly not going to talk about this and Severus did not blame him, but he was going to make sure that Harry had so many nice memories in his repertoire that he would never dwell in those awful ones.

Harry got down from the examination bed and grabbed his wand. In an instant he was dressed. Then he got on his knees and untied Severus’ shoes and took them off. Then he helped him with the rest of his clothes. Soon Severus was the one on the bed. He didn’t bother covering his body. If his husband was not afforded the luxury he would not have it either.

Poppy scan her wand over Severus and when it got to his stomach she announced with a smile: “It’s a girl.”

“What?!” asked a stunned Harry. “It can’t be,” he argued.

Severus felt his heart plummet for the second time during this visit.

“And why not, Mr. Potter?”

Harry looked at Snape as to ask him to say it was not so. It was a boy. It had to be a boy. But Snape was not dismissing the mediwitch’s statement. He went to a corner of the examination room and looked away.

Severus had to use all his will power not to show his shame. He had disappointed his husband. He had wanted to give him only good things and good memories and he had already failed.


***


At home they had dinner with Richard making sure to have idle conversations. They did not want anymore tummy aches. Then Severus went up to his room while Harry put Richard to bed. When Harry entered the room he found Snape curled up in the seat under the window.

“I thought we had established long ago that no pity parties were allowed,” said Harry, trying to make light of the situation.

“I have failed you,” was Severus’ response without moving his sight from the window.

“Last time I checked not even a wizard can decide what he is having, so how is that failing?”

“You wanted a boy.”

Harry thought about that statement. “Only because you are giving me back the lives of dad, Sirius, and Dumbledore.”

Severus turned for the first time. “I did not kill Black. I informed the Order as soon as you told me he was in danger. The Dark Lord killed James first then Lily. She is the life…”

“No! You have been paying for her death since she was killed. You protected me even when I was the son of your worst enemy just because you felt remorse for her death,” argued Lily’s son.

“I could never pay for her death.”

Harry was by his side in an instant. “But don’t you see? This is what this is all about, paying and getting it all over and done with it. If we are going to be a family, if we are ever going to have a chance at happiness we’ve got to let it go.” Harry took a deep breath. “Very well, you are right; you had nothing to do with Sirius’ death. I was the fool that needed a scapegoat and you just happen to be available.”

He sat down next to his husband and kissed Snape’s forehead. “So, a little girl. What are two blokes like us going to do with a little girl? We have no clue on how to raise a girl.”

“I beg to differ, Sir, I have raised many little girls and if I must say so myself they turned out well,” said Severus, trying not to brag.
Harry was lost for a minute until he realized that Snape was right. As Head of House he had to take care of little girls that were promptly turning into young women. He could remember countless times were the Gryffindor girls argued that it was not fair that the Slytherin girls had a Potions Master as head of house. Apparently they regarded this as an advantage, Hermione would remind him at least once a month. Harry raised his eyes to see into Snape’s fearful eyes.

“Please, promise me you will love her.”

“You think I wouldn’t love our daughter?”

“When Richard was born and you brought him to me so I could feed him, I saw love in your eyes. Love for a child that had come from me. I thought surely I was wrong, but time has proven that love for him. I would not be able to see her grow up knowing that her brother is so loved and she is not.”

Harry looked at him and drew the side of Severus’ face with his finger. “Do you want to know a secret?” he asked Snape who was clearly not up for games. “I already love her,” he said with a tender smile, continuing to trace Severus’ face. “I loved her since the instance I understood that she would be dada’s little girl. And I am betting my wand that she will favor me,” said Harry with a mock smug smile.

Severus rolled his eyes playing along with his husband. “Again with the Richard favoring me business.”

“Yeah, you know it’s true but my little girl will run to me when she wants or fears something.”

Those words brought peace to Severus’ heart. Harry was going to love their little girl. He did not view her as a disappointment.


***

Three months went by quickly and one night Harry found that their positions had been reversed. He usually slept with Snape scooped up in his arms, but this night it was he who was embraced by Snape’s long arms and he was also being grinded by his husband who was obviously asleep and oblivious to the fact that he was rubbing his penis into Harry’s lower back. He cast lumos and Severus woke with a startle that only worsened when he saw their positions had been inverted. Their customary hierarchy in bed had also been tampered with. Harry could see his blush on his husband’s cheeks as well. He chuckled.

“Welcome to your second trimester,” he said with a malicious grin. “And don’t worry; you were only rubbing against me. Nothing happened.”

Severus felt relief to know that he had not offended his husband. “May I go to the washroom and straighten myself out, Sir?” he asked not feeling comfortable enough to raise his eyes.

Harry brought his lips centimeters away from Severus’ ear. “Didn’t I tell you that it was going to be different? Poppy says that the reason you get like this during your second trimester is because the wizarding child needs to feel that they are being born into a loving environment. No, Snape, you’re not on your own on this one. She is going to know her dada is here from the get go,” he said nibbling on Severus’ earlobes.

He guided Severus to lie back as he made a trail of kisses from Severus’ earlobes to his nipples. There he stayed and tortured the Potions Master with little nibbles, kisses, and suckling. Severus was holding on to the headboard trying to keep his body still and failing miserably. Harry continued his trail to Severus’ groin and gave that section the same treatment he had given Severus’ nipples. Severus was making uncontrollable noises and Harry was enjoying each and every one of them. Suddenly he knelt up on the bed and Severus looked as if his life support had been taken away. Harry looked in the drawer and took out their lube. He coated a finger and showed Severus with a wicked smile then went back down to his original position engulfing the professor’s penis in one gulp and soon Severus knew the intentions of the lubed finger when he felt it at his entrance. He could not think straight. Harry had his manhood in his mouth and a finger up his rectum and the pleasure was driving him to insanity.

“Sir… sir… you… m u st st op. I… I… I…”
Harry was having a hard time trying to suck and smile at the same time. He had Severus at the verge of losing all control. He, Harry Potter, had reduced Severus Snape to mush.

He pushed the finger in deeper and took a deep suck making Snape scream at the top of his lungs. Harry swallowed and swallowed. Then he rose with a smile of pure victory. And there lay Severus Snape panting and shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm. An orgasm produced by him, Harry James Potter.

Harry pushed himself up next to Severus and kissed his forehead. “Good?”

Severus closed his eyes. “The word does not begin to define the action.”

Harry went for his husband’s ears and after inhaling the wonderful scent of the Potion Master he nibbled on the ear. “You are mine and I am going to make sure you feel pleasures you never even dreamed of. And the next time a fool tells you to abandon me you won’t be able to even consider it because life away from me will be intolerable.”

Severus brought his hand to Harry’s shoulder and kissed his husband. “Yours, always yours.”

Harry smiled and fell asleep in his husband’s arms.


***


Harry came home at noon to find Severus and Neville in the lab. When Harry entered the lab Severus dropped what he was doing and went to Harry’s arms tucking his face in Harry’s neck. Harry felt as if Christmas had come early. Neville was witnessing Severus’ need for him.

“I will be leaving now,” announced Neville as he walked by the embraced couple. “I will see you tomorrow, Professor.”

Severus merely nodded his head.

Once Neville had gone Harry guided Severus’ head up with one finger. “If you needed me; why didn’t you call me?”

“Sir, last time I could go 48 hrs. Without touch but now I was craving you by mid morning.”

Harry smiled, loving the sound of that. “Look, I will come every day at noon during your second trimester, but if for any reason I can’t make it I want you to take care of your needs. I don’t want you repressing your desires; is that understood?”

Severus nodded. “I guess we should go up to our bedroom,” said Harry with a suggestive smile. Severus nodded again.


***

Harry continued to take care of Snape’s needs every night and everyday at noon but one day he was too tied up at work to get away and didn’t make it home until well past midnight. To his dismay he found Severus tied to the footer of their bed. He ran to his side thinking his husband had been attacked only to find that Snape had tied his own hands to the bed’s foot board.

“Why would you do a stupid thing like that? Didn’t I specifically tell you not to repress your desires?”

Severus dropped his head allowing his long black hair to shield his shame. “You took care of my needs last night. I should be able to control my urges. I am a man not an animal,” was his reasoning.

Harry let out of puff of air that ruffled his bangs. He untied his husband and led him to sit on the bed by his side. “Look, I know this isn’t easy for you. You are used to being in control but you have to learn to think of your well being, to let go from time to time. It is all part of living. You want us to be happy, don’t you?”

Snape looked up at his husband offended by the implication. “I have done nothing to threaten our happiness.”

“Oh, so why am I so upset that I haven’t been able to convince you that your happiness and well being is important to me?”

“Sir, that was far from my intention. I simply needed to feel in control of my body and not the other way around. Please believe me when I tell you that displeasing you was the farthest thing from my mind,” his body jerked up at this point indicating to Harry that something was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” asked Harry with concern.

Severus shook his head. “It is nothing, Sir, your daughter believes she has all the space in the world to stretch,” he said lifting up his pajama top.

Harry’s eyes bulged at the sight of Severus’ stomach morphing out of its original shape. There at the right far corner of Severus’ stomach was a protrusion.

“Doesn’t that hurt?”

“No, Sir, I assure you this is nothing compared to the way Richard used to stretch.”

“I don’t remember him ever doing that.”

“I do not believe we had the same type of relationship back then.”

Now it was Harry’s turn to drop his head in shame. Severus picked up Harry’s chin with his finger.

“But as you have said countless times; things are different this time around,” assured Severus, kissing Harry on the forehead.

Harry gave him a grateful smile. “Do you think she is upset ‘cause she could tell you were in distress?” asked Harry still worrying about the fact that his daughter was trying to break loose from her papa’s stomach.

“Sir, I assure you babies tend to move this way. It is quite normal. You may ask Madam Pomfrey during my next appointment.”

“I believe you; it just looks so… painful.”

“It is another part of my anatomy that is in pain, Sir.”

It took Harry a second to get that one. “Oh, right, well let’s get you straightened out.”


***

Neville and Severus continued to work in the following months on a cure for the little snakes until one day they were faced with a dilemma.

“Severus, it does seem the logical thing to do,” argued Neville. “If the Marked Ones get their magic back we can see how that affects the magic of their children.”

“I do not think it wise to go against the Ministry’s’ decree. We are not allowed to have magic.”

“But if that is affecting the children and their ability to have magic I don’t think that is fair.”

Severus had to think on this. “You forget my husband is an Auror I can get him in trouble by doing this.”

“Professor, you were the one who figured out the ingredients in the potion given to the Marked Ones. You are the only one that will be able to figure out how to reverse it. It is totally up to you if the witches and wizards that are at my compound will ever have a chance at freedom.”

Severus knew that Neville was right but he also knew the ramifications that it would have to go against the Ministry of Magic. “I need some time to think about this. Please do not pressure me into doing something I do not feel comfortable doing.”

“Professor I would never pressure you into doing something you don’t want to do,” said Neville, already thinking of ways to convince Severus that giving the Mark Ones their magic was the right thing to do.


***


Neville was not about to give up and he brought out the heavy artillery; namely Kingsley Shacklebolt. Who, as soon as he found out, went to see Severus to beg him for his husband’s magic.

“Severus, you know he had no other choice but to take the Mark. He was a Malfoy. His family would have turned their backs on him. Please, Severus, do not make him pay with a life sentence for something he did in his youth.”

“We all were very young when we took the Mark but we were all adults according to our laws.”

“Severus, I am going to tell you something I never told anyone. I used to see him in the corner of his cell, trembling with fear. He was so beautiful. I had never seen a creature so elegant and refined. I wanted him. I could have allowed another to take him in that wretched office but I wanted him. Don’t you see, Severus? I raped him because of my own selfish needs.”

“You are the best thing that ever happened to him. Look at the others. You spared him from a horrible fate. He loves you.”

“Then give him the freedom to prove it. You and Harry got that chance. Give us the same opportunity. If Draco gets his magic back and still stays by my side I will know that he has forgiven me for my actions in that office.”

Severus could see how important this was for Kingsley. What was he to do?


A/N In all honesty I have no idea what Severus should do. Should he help the Mark Ones and have all hell break lose or should he not and be happy when the ministry comes looking for evidence and finds none?

Ummmm

I am so trying to wrap things up but I still have two births to go through and Harry still needs to confess to himself his true feelings. He must stop hiding under the ‘family’ blanket.

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