The Potions Master's Baby
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
63,527
Reviews:
416
Recommended:
8
Currently Reading:
6
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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.
The Horny Months
Hermione groaned and hugged the pillow tighter against her stomach as she lay curled on the Potter’s sofa. She couldn’t go back to the castle, she couldn’t face him after what she had done.
“I know I must have misheard you. Would you mind repeating what you just said?” Harry said, his voice monotone and his expression blank.
Hermione groaned again and buried her face in the sofa cushion.
“You are an arsehole, Harry.” She said, turning her head and frowning at him.
“Please, I just need to hear you say it again.” He said.
“Fine, I licked Snape.” Her frown deepened when his lips began to twitch, his eyes watering up and then suddenly he burst out laughing. His hilarity had him writhing in his chair, his head thrown back as his body was wracked with deep belly laughs that were leaving him breathless and wheezing.
“It isn’t funny!” She snapped. “Ginny, do something about him!”
“I would, but he’s too far gone now.” Ginny said, grinning as she watched her husband doubled over with laughter. He really was adorable. “Why exactly did you lick Professor Snape?”
“I don’t know! Something is seriously wrong with me.” She said, rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling. “He’s been so…nice….lately. He brewed me potions for the nausea and he gave me his scone. Then he came by my quarters and we talked for so long and he was so….sweet and sad at the same time. We came to an agreement about the baby.”
“You did?” Ginny asked, surprise registering in her voice. “And what did you decide?”
“He wants to be acknowledged as the father. He said that he tried to remain detached but he couldn’t. It was really quite touching the things he said, and heart wrenching.” She shook her head as Harry continued to laugh in his chair.
“So you are going to do this together?” Ginny asked in disbelief.
“Well, he will be in the baby’s life, we haven’t worked out the details yet. We figured we would just see how things went.” She said softly. “Is he going to be alright?” Hermione asked as Harry removed his glasses and wiped his eyes as he got out of the chair and stumbled into the kitchen for a glass of water.
“He’ll be fine. I have to admit, I would have loved to have seen his reaction.” Ginny chuckled.
“I didn’t even stay for his reaction.” Hermione groaned. “I licked his mouth and then ran away like a coward!”
“Speaking of the lick and run, you have no idea what possessed you to do it?” Ginny asked watching her closely.
“Something is seriously wrong with me, Gin.” Hermione said quietly. “For the last month all I can think about is sex. Sex with him to be precise.”
“Seriously? I guess he does have a certain dark attraction.” Ginny conceded.
“It’s not normal, I don’t ever think about sex like this, hell I haven’t had sex in years! I barely recall what it was like yet the moment he gets within smelling distance I’m ready to go!” Hermione sat up, the pillow still clutched in her lap. She closed her eyes and sighed. “He smells so damned good, like spearmint, and when he speaks…god when he speaks I can feel it all through me.”
“What are you feeling or do I want to know?” Harry asked as he strolled back into the room.
“Hermione is in her fourth month.” Ginny said with a little smirk in Harry’s direction. He pushed his glasses up his nose as he stared at his wife and then smiled, lowering himself back into the chair.
“Oh yeah…I remember when you were in your fourth month.” He grinned, his cheeks flushing a little as he stared at Ginny.
“Ewww! Stop looking at her like that while I’m sitting here!” Hermione threw the pillow she was holding at Harry who caught it with a laugh and shoved it behind his back.
“So, you are in the horny months, eh? And you decide Snape is looking pretty good? You’re right; there is something seriously wrong with you.” Harry laughed.
“The horny months?” Hermione looked over at Ginny questioningly.
“Geez, Mione, haven’t you read the books?” Ginny asked. “Around the fourth month it’s common for women to begin seeing a marked increase in their sex drive. It’s perfectly normal what you are going through.”
“Except for the whole Snape part of it.” Harry said with a shudder.
“I think maybe that has something to do with him being the baby’s father.” Ginny said, tilting her head to the side and staring at her friend. “Unless you had a bit of a thing for him all along.”
Hermione shifted uncomfortably beneath Ginny’s perusal.
“I may have had a bit of a crush on him when we were in school…” Hermione confessed.
“Oh my god!” Harry looked truly horrified at the thought. “You didn’t….oh that’s just…..I need a bath.”
“Shut it, Harry.” Hermione snapped, kicking him in the shin from the sofa. “He’s extremely intelligent, articulate, he is well mannered….”
“But he’s so….scary looking!” Harry still couldn’t quite believe that Hermione was carrying Snape’s child. It wasn’t that he disliked the man, he had proven himself again and again. It was just….hilarious to him that Hermione would find herself pregnant by the man who basically loathed her all through school. And now to hear that she was attracted to him, well that was just frosting on an already well sweetened cake.
“I think he’s handsome.” Hermione said with a slight smile. “He has beautiful eyes and hands, his mouth is nice even though he never smiles. He has an amazing voice and his hair isn’t as bad as you would think when you get close to him. He smells wonderful.”
“Ok, stop…you are making me ill.” Harry said, his lips curled in disgust.
“You can’t hide out here forever, Hermione, you have to go back and tend to your classes.” Ginny said. “Do you know what you are going to do?”
“I’ll just pretend that it never happened is all.”
“No offense, Mione, but being licked by a woman isn’t something a man forgets and a man like Snape definitely isn’t used to it so it’s highly unlikely that he is going to forget.” Harry smirked.
“Fine, I’ll simply blame it on the pregnancy, it’s the truth. I’ll just tell him it’s a result of the ….what did you call it? The horny months!” She said matter of factly.
“The horny months…god I loved those months….best part of the pregnancy aside from the boobs.” Harry sighed.
“Ewwww….Harry, stop it, you look like a creeper when you do that!” Hermione said. “How do you live with him?” She asked Ginny playfully.
“You should see him naked.” Ginny grinned. “Then you would understand.”
“First you offer her my sperm and now you want her to see me naked! Wife, are you developing an interest in swinging?” He teased Ginny.
“Stop! I’ve had enough of Potter sex talk.” Hermione said as she pushed to her feet. “I’m going back to the castle to face the music…to face the Potions Master and answer for my lick and run behavior.”
She hugged Ginny and kissed her cheek, thanking her for listening and not making fun of her. She turned to glare at Harry who pouted and held out his arms for her. She rolled her eyes and stepped into his embrace, closing her eyes and letting the strength of his arms comfort her. He always hugged her so tightly as if he were afraid to let her go.
“You know I’m just having a bit of fun with you, Mione. I love you.” he said quietly, kissing her temple.
“I know, I love you too, Harry.” She said, giving him a tight squeeze.
“Just don’t lick me, ok. At least not while my wife is looking.” He said, laughing when she brought her hands up and shoved at his chest.
“You are a moron, Harry.” She said as she made her way across the room. “Wish me luck.” She called just before she tossed down the floo powder and stepped through the flames back to Hogwarts.
During the second trimester it is not uncommon for a witch to experience an increase in her sexual appetite. This can be attributed to a number of factors such as fluctuating hormones, the increased blood flow to the pelvic region and the changing emotional needs of the witch. This can be a wonderful time for the expecting parents to strengthen their emotional bonds and enjoy the closeness that sexual intercourse can bring. There is no need to limit or restrict sexual activity during the pregnancy unless directed to do so by the healers, although, as the witch begins increasing in size it may become necessary to get creative with your positioning.
Severus sat back in his chair and laid the copy of What to Expect When Your Witch is Expecting on his desk. He had felt like an idiot when he walked into the bookstore and purchased the book, especially given the odd look that the cashier had given him, but he wanted answers to his questions about Hermione and what was happening to her that he didn’t feel comfortable getting from Poppy.
He had been confused by her strange behavior earlier at the match. He had begun to feel self conscious about her continual sniffing, even if she was trying to be discreet about it. He couldn’t help but notice the way her eyes would darken and she would wet her lips every time she got close enough to breathe him in. For some odd reason it never occurred to him that she might find his scent arousing, that she might find him attractive.
Her licking his lips had certainly been unexpected. It had obviously come as a surprise to her as well if her hasty retreat was anything to go by. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it to be honest. He had stood rooted in that spot for nearly an hour after, watching as she disappeared over the rise and fled. His reaction, or lack of one, could be chalked up to shock.
She had licked him. Out of nowhere like he was some tasty treat she couldn’t resist having a sample of. No one had ever done that before. He could count the number of witches he had kissed on one hand. He had bedded several but there had been no kissing involved. Not that you could consider what had transpired between them as a kiss. It was more of an…oral assault, she hit him and then ran as though the hounds of hell were nipping at her heels.
What did it mean? He put the book in his desk drawer and slammed it shut then made his way to his liquor cabinet. He didn’t normally drink on a school night but he needed the comfort the bourbon would bring as it slid down his throat and warmed his belly.
He couldn’t stop thinking about the slow, wet glide of her tongue over his lips. He had swiped his own tongue over them immediately after, searching for a hint of her flavor. That had surprised him, though no one would have known to look at him. He wasn’t an emotionally demonstrative man normally, especially not in public. He had been disappointed not to taste her there, some strange lingering spice that was unique to her.
It had to be the pregnancy, it had her libido up and purring. He was reacting to the pheromones that were no doubt pouring from her in waves. It wasn’t real, it was all biological and psychological. She was…for lack of a better term, randy, and he was a man, of course he was going to react to that. She was also carrying his child which was bound to force them into having tender feelings for each other. It was all easily explained away.
But explaining it away did not make it go away. He couldn’t deny that he was attracted to the witch and it frustrated him because had this mishap not occurred he would never have thought of her sexually. Now it was almost all he thought about. He wasn’t an overly sexual person, he had needs like any other and when they became persistent enough that he couldn’t handle them on his own he sought out the company of another like minded individual.
He never engaged in affairs with colleagues or younger women, he preferred to stick to strangers and women his own age, less drama that way. Now suddenly he was completely immersed in drama and there was no way out. Ever. He would be forever tied to the witch, a colleague and one twenty years his junior, thanks to the child growing within her.
Why couldn’t he just be the cold hearted bastard they all thought him to be? He tossed back two fingers of firewhiskey and poured himself another which he carried into his sitting room and settled into a chair before the fire. He pushed his sleeve up and stared at the mark burned into his forearm. His life was supposed to be free of complications now that Voldemort was no more. He had earned his peace, hell he had nearly died for it! Yet there he sat, his life once more a huge mess of complications.
He felt the already cool air of his dungeon quarters drop another several degrees colder and he sighed.
“Show yourself, Albus.” He shook his head as the ghost of his former Headmaster and friend materialized.
“Good evening, Severus.” He smiled.
“No such thing.” Severus drawled around the rim of his glass. “What brings you here, Albus? Come to torture me some more you meddlesome old goat?”
“It has been awhile since I visited. You had quite a shock and I wished to give you some space to come to terms with it. I grew impatient however and decided to come visit you. How are you, Severus my boy?” The spectral Dumbledore asked cheerfully.
“How do you think I am, Albus?” Severus looked up with a frown.
“Well if it were me I would be happy knowing that a part of me, something good and pure was coming into the world. But given we are speaking of you I would say you are…miserable.” Albus moved closer to the fire and stared into the flames. How he missed the warmth of a fire.
“It seems to be my lot in life to be so.” Severus closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the chair.
“It’s a child, Severus, not the apocalypse.” Albus chuckled.
“It isn’t just a child, it is my child. What sort of person would want me as a father?” He asked softly.
“I think you will be a wonderful father, Severus, once you get used to the idea.” Albus watched his friend as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
“What if I’m not? What if I screw that poor child up for life? What if it hates me like all of my students hate me?” Severus squeezed his eyes more tightly closed as he felt a headache coming on.
“Nonsense, your students do not hate you, they are terrified of you, there is a big difference.” Albus said. “Ms. Granger does not hate you.”
“She’s under the influence of hormones.” Severus scoffed.
“Oh I don’t believe that to be the only thing influencing her. Or you.”
“Me?” Severus opened one eye and peered at the ghost. “You don’t know what you are talking about, old man.”
“Don’t I? I know that the way you look at her has changed and it isn’t just because your child grows inside of her. I can feel the charge in the air when you two are in the same room together.” Albus heard the derisive snort from Severus and he grinned.
“It’s the pregnancy, nothing more. Stop playing matchmaker.”
“You should think about it, Severus. She’s a brilliant witch, a perfect compliment to yourself and she is the mother of your child.” Albus wasn’t in the least bit ashamed of his blatant attempts to manipulate Severus’s emotions. With death came knowledge, and with that knowledge came a certain frustration at the slow pace with which things were moving. So out of boredom, and because it had always been in his nature to meddle, Albus took it upon himself to occasionally push things along.
“She is carrying my child because of an oversight, not because of passion.” Severus groaned slightly as his temples began to throb.
“It doesn’t matter how the seed was planted, only that it took root and now grows. Think about it, Severus. Maybe fate decided that you were too stubborn to see what is right in front of you and stepped in.” Albus smiled. Or maybe it was just your friendly, meddling ghost. “Think about it.”
The chill in the room dissipated and Severus was once more alone. He shook his head made his way to his bedchamber. He swallowed a pain relieving potion and undressed, leaving his clothing in a pile on the floor as he fell into bed, asleep before his head even hit the pillow.
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Hello everyone! Nice to see that so many stopped by to have a nosy at this little tale. =) It was a fun, light little story to write and a much needed reprieve from the angsty tale ahead of me that leaves me bawling with every other chapter…but I am at the mercy of my muse and since she is so very good to me I must follow where she leads. So…on to your comments…
DRanged691 – you devirginized the review board! Way to score! I am pleased to have made you so excited for the story!! I hope you enjoy what is to come…
Hermione Snape – Severus asks that you refrain from referring to anything regarding him as cute else he will resort to spanking.
Mamabear52 – there are 22 chapters. =)
Ismene5 – im glad you like it. I like you for liking it. =)
Mia – I love you too! I don’t believe in posting stories before they are done, I would feel horrible if I got you all interested and then the muse left me on it. I try to avoid doing the things that annoy me, slow updates, abandoned fics etc.
Momodesu – I hope I do not disappoint.
Kitten – hello dear, thanks for reading!!!!
Linneh - refer to the above warning about using the word cute in regards to Snape, he has no problem with spanking in a lineup. ;)
RedWritingHood – Hello! Thanks, I got inspired by some friends of mine, a same sex couple, who are searching through donors by the hundreds. =) it is a very in depth process, more so than I ever realized!
Sheena – 22 chapters in all.
Jodey - Thank you so much!!!
Lu – Thanks hon. As for the emotional tale coming down….it is a LM/HG story, long for me as I generally stick to around 20-15 chapters and this one is looking to be closer to 40.
Lyra Aphrodite Moon - Close…but not quite LOL
Narcissa’s Sister – My mind is never still LOL there is always something brewing, thank goodness, id go mad without my creativity. Severus is almost always in the drivers seat of my fantasies….well, Alan is at any rate. I dream of marrying him and giving him lots of fat babies.
Belle4life – sperm convos are always funny. Sperm is a funny word and they are funny looking little things. Amazing what they are capable of isn’t it?
Zairaphel – sorry Im hard to reach my darling, I am quite busy with work and 3 kids and a house and cub scouts and soccer and karate class…..
Jesse - this is pretty much just romantic…it’s a simple tale, but I hope you tune in for the next story…it will have the drama LOL
Mariteri –I always know I can count on seeing your name in the review board, I love it!!!
LadyVoldemort87 – oh my darling darling girl, you know I love you. I tell you every day LOL
Cnor – it goes through the pregnancy and the beginning of the baby’s life
Wishyouwere – I always come back to Severus. He is why I love Harry Potter. I have been madly in love with Rickman since Col.Brandon…
Dracoloveemmy – Did you enjoy the update?
Jade – thank you!!! I am planning to publish, sold 2 of my original works but publishing on the first got pushed back because my lead character was too much like someone who really exists and required extensive rewrites….I promise I will make an announcement as soon as it is available
Angelnomiko – another familiar name! Welcome to a new story hon!!!
Lauriurix – I would say that is impossible to get too much Lucius and Draco LOL But they are greedy bastards!!! They don’t like to share with Sev or Remus, they seem to believe that I should do nothing but write smutty little tales involving them….
Nastygirl – thank you!!!
Anncee - =)
Amsev –I love babies, love pregnancy…love sev….love them all together LOL
Steph – glad I could brighten your day!!!!
Mirror - I am right there with you fighting for time behind the blackboard…or on the desk…in the hall…in his bed…on the table in the great hall….its all good
Alrighty then…..I guess its time for me to get myself to work now…hope you enjoyed the chapter and I will see you all again on Sunday for a new update!!!!