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Present time…
Harry was busy reading his History of Magic assignment (wow, the subject was actually interesting when it wasn't Binns who taught it) when the door of the library opened and he heard footsteps coming his way. That was strange. The footsteps sounded too heavy to be Winky's and she usually used apparitions to move around anyway. It couldn’t be Narcissa because she always let him know in advance when she planned to give him a visit. It could possibly be Olivia who was known for her unexpected visits but she usually appeared only when Severus was around. Harry didn’t know for sure but he suspected that she was following some unspoken alpha code or something: you don’t spend time alone with your alpha-friends' partners.
Harry turned and saw Severus coming into the room, wearing full-on teaching robes and looking serious as fuck. Before the mating, such a sight would have terrified the shit out of the teen, but now it caused a jolt of arousal in his groin. His body realized what his mate was here for way before his mind did.
‘Severus?’ Harry asked, not hiding his surprise, and got up from the chair. He wasn't able to do anything else though because he was grabbed by the T-shirt and shoved into the nearest bookshelf.
‘It’s Professor Snape to you, Potter,’ the man snarled, and the teen almost came right then and there. Did he really- Did he really sneak out of Hogwarts just to play into one of Harry’s sex fantasies?
‘S-sorry, sir,’ the teen muttered, easily sliding into his role. Harry loved Severus and the relationship they were building together but for some reason, the thought of being fucked by "Professor Snape" turned him on so very much. He used to hate this man because he was cruel and mean to him. It was after Voldemort's resurrection that he found out about Severus' true loyalties and the role that he had to play to keep his cover. But even before that…
If Harry was honest with himself, he would admit that the man from his sexual fantasies and wet dreams that he started having somewhere around his 14th birthday looked a lot like Snape. Of course, back then the teen would have never admitted even to himself that he was jerking off on the slightly edited image of his Potions Professor. But now he could. Moreover, he could actually role-play his dirty fantasies with Severus who seemed to be as eager to participate in them as Harry was. Fuck, he was so lucky.
‘You are not getting away with just “sorry” this time,’ Snape said and forcibly turned Harry so the teen would face a bookshelf. The motion was sharp but the man made sure that the teen’s stomach wouldn’t bump into the shelf. Harry was four full months now and his belly got a lot bigger, visible now under almost everything the teen put on. And Merlin, this sight turned Severus on so much it was almost ridiculous. Maybe, he should add pregnancy kink to the list of his sexual fantasies. God knows, this list doubled or even tripled in size solely because of Harry.
‘W-will you take points, sir?’ the teen stammered, playing the innocence card he knew Severus would enjoy. His mate loved to be dominant, loved to take control, and reward Harry for submission. But no, not today. Today was about punishment which the teen was sure he would love just as much.
Snape’s hand ended up in the teen’s hair, yanking his head back. ‘Years of your misbehavior proved that you don’t care at all about points. No, Potter, this time I will take something else.’
‘What?’ Harry asked even though he knew damn well what Snape was talking about and then yelped when with one quick non-verbal and completely wandless spell his pants disappeared as well as his underwear.
There was a rustling of clothes behind him and then the teen felt a very hot and very hard cock pushing into him.
‘N-no! It won’t fit!’ Harry exclaimed because Severus's dick was rather large indeed and he wanted to praise it. It was a blatant lie because Harry already felt his hole loosening up and letting Snape in but they were playing, weren't they?
‘You should have thought about it before you behaved like a brat,’ Severus said into his ear, bottoming out. ‘Only good boys deserve preparation. And bad boys suffer.’
And then Snape withdrew his dick almost completely just to slam inside the teen with full force. Harry didn’t intend to do that but a choked sob slipped despite his will when Severus hit his prostate on the first try. He grabbed a shelf to steady himself when the man thrust inside of him again and said, his voice trembling, ‘It's- it can't be- it's not in the Hogwarts’ Rules,’ even though it suddenly became hard to form coherent sentences. He spent the last three days very horny and without any sex and now he was so turned on he thought he could actually pass out.
Severus made a hard thrust, hitting the teen’s prostate again and making him yelp. ‘And you are such a follower of the rules, Potter,’ Snape whispered into Harry’s ear, teasing his sensitive skin with a hot breath. And then he thrust in again, making the teen whine and throw his head back. ‘Merlin, you're dripping. I might think you're actually enjoying it.’
Harry did. He did enjoy it very much but he couldn’t really say it in this particular role play. It was a punishment, after all. But as people say, punishment is required; suffering is optional.
So the teen shook his head, not trusting himself to open his mouth or he could slip and beg his mate to fuck him harder. He loved playing pretend during sex but it was always so hard to keep playing when Severus put his hands on him. Or his dick in his arse for that matter.
‘Don’t try to fool me, Potter. I always know when you lie,’ Snape growled, thrusting inside of him faster and harder. He thought about himself as a patient man but he just couldn’t wait. Harry was not the only one who suffered without intimacy for the last three days, after all.
The teen couldn’t stop the choked moans that slipped from his mouth with every hard thrust Severus made. It felt so, so good and hell, he was always a screamer.
‘You are pathetic, Potter. Letting the greasy git fuck you and enjoying it!’ Snape snarled in his ear and Harry got surprised for a second that Severus knew what students called him but thoughts about that very quickly vanished away when the man kept fucking him and saying dirty things that turned on the teen so fucking much. ‘Such a dirty slut you are. Ready to spread your legs even for me. Yes? Answer me!’ the man put a hand on Harry’s belly to protect it from accidentally bumping into the bookshelf and then thrust into him with all the force he could master, making the teen literally weep.
‘Yes!’ Harry managed to choke out. His vision started to blur and he could barely hear what his mate was saying because of blood rushing in his ears.
‘Yes what?!’ Severus demanded.
‘I'm a dirty slut!’ the teen exclaimed and came, his orgasm hitting him like a Hogwarts Express. He knew all his body was shaking and he was standing upright only because Snape was holding him very tightly.
Severus groaned and increased pace, reaching his own orgasm in a few thrusts. The temptation to knot Harry was enormous but he managed to hold back, realizing that he had no time for that. He didn’t pull out though, still pressing his dick inside the teen and making sure all his sperm went inside of his mate.
They stayed silent for a while, Harry holding on to the bookshelf for dear life and Severus heavily breathing in his ear.
‘So am I a good boy now?’ the teen suddenly asked, making Snape snort.
‘Yes. Yes, you are,’ he mumbled into Harry's shoulder. ‘A thousand points to Gryffindor.’
‘Wow. I have never heard you award Gryffindor any points,’ the teen let out a laugh. ‘And now so many at once. You are very generous.’
‘It’s 'cause I know it doesn't count,’ Severus smiled, carefully pulling out and turning his mate gently by his waist so Harry could face him.
‘Git,’ the teen chuckled. ‘I missed you so much.’
‘I missed you too, little one,’ Severus rubbed his nose with Harry’s and then placed a gentle kiss on his lips. ‘But I can’t stay.’
‘I know. I still wish you could though,’ the teen answered, giving his mate a slightly sad smile.
‘Soon,’ Snape promised. ‘I’ll get my rut leave and I’m all yours,’ the man smiled, kissing Harry again before taking a step back and fixing his clothes. ‘How do I look?’
‘Sexy.’
Severus rolled his eyes, ‘I don’t want any of my students or colleagues to find me sexy, sweetheart.’
Harry giggled. ‘Wait a second,’ he added, reaching out to fix his mate’s hair a little. ‘Here, as scary as usual.’
‘Thank you,’ Snape took a step back and then stopped as if he remembered something. The teen wanted to ask what was the matter but before he was able, Severus had already moved forward and kissed him one more time. Harry felt warmth spreading in his chest: it was nice to know that Snape found it as hard to leave him as Harry to let him leave.
‘Love you.’
‘Love you too.’
And then Snape sighed and exited the library, leaving the teen alone. It took Harry a few seconds to realize that he was still standing butt-naked and he called out for Severus, ‘Wait, where the fuck are my pants?’
But the second later he heard the sound of Floo which meant his mate didn’t hear him. The teen huffed in slight annoyance, taking his wand from the table and transfiguring his shirt into something relatively similar to a dress. Harry knew he didn’t really have anyone to hide his body from (Winky had surely seen worse) but he still didn’t feel comfortable enough walking around the manor naked. And well, he always thought he would look good in a dress.
***
The summer before the 6th year…
‘Draco, where are you? We will be late!’ Olivia shouted from the living room, impatiently looking at the clock.
‘Just a minute!’ came a response.
The woman sighed and said in a normal voice, ‘It means it will be ten.’
Narcissa chuckled beside her and gently wrapped her hand around her wife's elbow. ‘You're nervous.’
‘No.’
Cissa raised an eyebrow.
‘Yeah, I suppose,’ Olivia admitted with a sigh. ‘I just want today to go well.’
‘It will go well,’ Narcissa assured.
‘You can’t know that. We haven't even told Draco whose birthday we are celebrating.’
‘Now, that's not true. We told him that Severus mated, it's his mate’s birthday and we are invited to dinner.’
‘And very conveniently forgot to mention that this mate is Harry bloody Potter.’
‘Well, one shock at a time,’ Cissa chuckled. ‘He had already been quite taken aback by the fact that his godfather has a sex life.’
‘He is too old for temper tantrums, isn't he?’ Olivia checked, making her wife laugh.
‘Oh dear.’
‘What?’ the woman asked but smiled anyway. ‘I just want to make sure Harry has a good birthday. From what Severus has told me, I'm not even sure he had a proper one before.’
‘You seem to care for the boy very much.’
‘Kinda. Shared trauma from fucked up childhood and war played its role, I suppose.’
‘It’s a good thing. Not the trauma, I mean. The fact that you care. I love this about you,’ Narcissa smiled and kissed her wife. ‘You are going to be a great mother.’
Olivia gave her a small smile and put a hand on her wife's barely noticeable belly, ‘I very much hope so.’
‘Okay, okay, I'm down, don't hex me,’ Draco scrambled down the stairs but somehow managed to do it gracefully. ‘Let's go,’ he added, feeling slight anticipation. He was so curious about his godfather's mate! Severus never struck him as a type who would want to settle down and then his mother told him that Snape had mated! And to his true mate no less!
Truth be told, Draco even envied him a little. He was eager to meet his own mate but he wasn’t even sure if he had one, considering… well, considering he didn't quite fit in the usual second-gender norms. His mother always told him that he was unique and there was nothing to be ashamed of but it didn’t mean that he didn't feel like a freak from time to time. Sometimes he even had nightmares about his mate finding out the truth about him and rejecting him. They always made him wake up crying.
‘Before we go I should probably warn you…’ Olivia started but seemed to be not sure how to continue.
‘About what?’ Draco asked.
Olivia looked silently at him for a few seconds, then blinked and waved off, ‘Ah, damn it. You are old enough. You will deal with it.’
Narcissa did his best not to laugh at her son’s confused expression.
‘With what?’
‘It’s time to go!’ Olivia exclaimed, ignoring Draco’s question very obviously, and grabbed a handful of Floo powder.
‘Mum, with what?’ Malfoy didn’t give up, directing his question to Narcissa.
‘You’ll find out soon enough,’ the woman smiled, taking her son’s hand and leading him to the Floo. ‘Just be respectful and polite.’
‘I’m always respectful and polite.’
Olivia made a strangled sound as if she choked on a laugh. But before Draco could ask anymore more questions, she threw the powder down and said “Prince Manor”.
***
Harry moaned, slowly sinking onto Severus' cock. They were in the big living room. Snape was sitting comfortably on the couch while the teen was on top, facing his lover and holding onto the back of the sofa with one hand. Severus' rut was already over but it didn’t mean that Harry stopped being horny. He quite liked being fucked all the time. Well, not eight times a day because it was too time-consuming but two or three times sounded like fun. Snape didn’t disagree, even though he grumbled from time to time how hard it was to keep up with a horny teenager.
‘That’s it. Good boy,’ Severus praised when Harry took him all in. His lips were on the teen’s neck, gently brushing Harry’s scent gland occasionally and making him shiver. The sensitivity of it still surprised the teen but the more surprising was the fact that only Severus was able to make it feel so good. When Harry touched his scent gland himself, it felt like touching his arm: not unpleasant but not pleasurable either. But when Snape did… Merlin, it felt like heaven.
‘We need to… mhm,’ Harry started but lost a thought for a second when Severus gently nibbled his scent gland with his teeth. ‘We need to be fast.’
Snape made a noise of acknowledgment but didn’t seem to be in any rush. Instead, he used his hands to move Harry’s hips, starting a very slow movement. The teen wanted nothing more than to start bouncing on his mate's cock and bring them both to orgasm but he knew that Severus wanted something different now. Because if Snape wanted hard and fast, he would not have put Harry on top. He would have pushed him onto the couch either onto his back or his stomach and taken him just the way they both liked.
‘Sev-’
‘We still have twenty minutes to spare,’ the man assured him. ‘They never come early, trust me.’
‘B-but what if they do today? Ah-’ the teen asked but it was so hard to concentrate and worry about anything except Snape’s mouth on his neck and his lover's dick deep inside of him. ‘I- I want to make a good impression.’
‘Olivia already knows you and she likes you,’ Severus pointed out, using his hands again to make Harry increase his movements just a little.
‘B-but- Narcissa?’
‘You justified at her trial, saved her from Azkaban and her dying marriage. She likes you by default.’
‘Draco?’
‘Isn’t it too late for the first good impressions with you two?’ Snape chuckled, making Harry give him a shy smile.
‘Y-yes. But he is not meeting me as his classmate, he is meeting me as your mate. It’s- it’s different…’
‘As you say. But it’s your birthday, little one. You don’t have to impress anyone, they will be here to impress you.’
‘Ngh…’ was Harry’s only response because Severus sucked at his scent gland at this very moment and all the thoughts and worries vanished from the teen’s head. ‘Sev-’
Snape supposed he would be angry with anyone else for shortening his name like that but when Harry did it, he just wanted to hear it again. Even more so, when the teen moaned it, feeling so perfect around his dick and looking like the most precious thing in the world.
‘Already close, sweetheart?’ Severus asked with a smirk, noticing that the teen tried to rub his dick against the man's stomach with every movement.
‘Y-yes- Merlin, please! It’s not enough-’ Harry pleaded but didn’t try to increase the pace Snape set up. Such a good boy.
Severus smiled. He was close himself but he wanted to watch Harry come undone first. ‘Let me help you, little one,’ the man said breathlessly and moved his hand so his thumb would press firmly into the teen’s scent gland. Harry shuddered with all his body, his breath coming out in little, extremely arousing pants. Snape couldn’t quite get used to how sensitive his mate's scent gland was and he wanted to play with it every chance he got just to see the teen writhe and beg underneath him or in this case on top of him.
‘Ah- ah- Merlin, Sev-’ Harry sobbed when started rubbing his scent gland with his thumb.
Severus pushed the teen down with his free hand and made him move his pelvis in a rocking motion instead of up and down. ‘Come for me, Harry. You are so beautiful like that.’
The teen came with a strangled cry, feeling suffocated with pleasure for a few seconds. It was always like that when Snape played with his scent gland. It felt like he was having a few orgasms at the same time.
Harry became impossibly tight around him and Severus forced his lover to rock his hips a few more times before he came with a moan, slipping his knot inside the teen’s willing body and locking them together.
They kept quiet for a while, trying to catch their breath.
‘If I wasn’t already pregnant, I would have definitely gotten pregnant now,’ Harry suddenly said, making Severus snort.
‘That good, huh?’
‘Yes,’ Harry nuzzled into his neck, content right before he realized that they were expecting guests soon. And they were both naked in the living room! No, that wouldn’t do!
‘Harry, what are you- ah!’ Severus made a strangled sound when the teen moved off his still quite swollen knot. It didn’t hurt, not really, but it was definitely much too soon for them to part.
‘Sorry,’ Harry gave him an apologetic smile.
‘Sorry? Sweetheart, you could have hurt yourself,’ Snape said with concern in his voice. The rule of not pushing the knot out until it slips by itself was made for a reason.
‘Nah, I knew I could do that. I mean, you have fucked me with your knot already so it's no big deal. My body is very accommodating,’ the teen waved his hand and performed a Cleaning charm on both of them.
‘I did what?!’ Severus exclaimed, shocked, and hoped that Harry just worded it wrong.
The teen's eyes widened. Fuck, he forgot Snape didn’t know about it. ‘Well- when- you know, when your alpha took control that night- he- uh- I guess he was very eager and he didn’t want to wait till the knot deflates so kinda- um- fucked me with it.’
At the horrified look on Severus' face, Harry rushed to add, ‘And I liked it! Really, I did. It didn’t hurt.’
Snape seemed at a loss for words which by itself was a sporadic occurrence. ‘I can't even-’ he finally sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. ‘Any more surprises, little one?’
Harry smiled and pecked his mate on the cheek, happy that Severus wasn’t angry with him for not telling him earlier. ‘Not at the moment, no,’ he said, wrapping his hands gently around Snape’s neck.
‘Good. I don’t like surprises.’
‘But what if they are good?’
Severus eyed him thoughtfully, ‘Then they can be… negotiable.’
‘Okay! I love surprises. Good ones, I mean. Like our baby,’ Harry said, putting a hand on his stomach. He knew he was barely a month along now but they already felt like a child to him because they were wanted.
Snape smiled, deciding not to tell the teen that, considering their situation, he would have been more surprised if Harry didn’t get pregnant. Instead, he kissed him gently and said, ‘Okay, let's make ourselves presentable before our guests arrive.’
Severus owl-ordered a few (a lot of) clothes for Harry in the last month and also got him a dozen catalogs so if Harry ever wanted to buy something new for himself to wear, he would be free to do so. The teen didn’t know when he would be able to leave the Prince Manor next time with people eventually finding out that he went "missing" but it didn’t really matter. He liked dressing up for himself because he never had a chance to do so before. Also, he liked dressing up for Severus just to see him hungrily undressing him with his eyes (and then later by hand).
For this time Harry chose jeans he liked and a T-shirt with long sleeves. He didn’t want to wear anything formal and he decided he didn’t want to parade a few marks of passion he still had on his shoulders. The teen quite liked it when Severus left small bruises and hickeys all over his body and it was always nice to find them later in sometimes pretty unexpected places. It was almost like a game.
Snape went for black pants and a white shirt because Harry insisted he should wear some color and white was probably as colorful as the man's clothes would ever get. He didn’t have an issue with green or gray but he usually liked them pretty dark and in certain light they looked as good as black.
While dressing up they kissed some more, of course, because Severus didn’t seem to be able to keep his hands to himself. Harry was just so beautiful. Snape couldn’t believe his luck that this amazing young man chose to be his mate. It felt like life finally rewarding him for years of misfortune and struggle.
The Floo flared to life right at the agreed time, and Severus went ahead to greet the guests. ‘Oh Severus, I see mated life has a good effect on you,’ Harry heard Narcissa say and smiled. He wanted to think that he was making his mate’s life better and it felt nice when others noticed that too.
‘He keeps me on my toes,’ Snape answered.
Olivia answered with a laugh, ‘That would be expected, all things considered.’
‘So where is he?’ Harry heard Draco ask and took a steadying breath. Okay, that was his cue to show himself. But why was it so hard to make his legs move?
‘He is a bit shy,’ Severus said, glancing in the corridor but not being able to see his mate from that angle. Draco frowned: why would Snape’s mate be shy? And if he really wasn’t that social, why would they invite them for dinner in the first place?
‘I have an idea,’ Olivia suddenly said. ‘Do you have the package?’ she looked at her wife.
‘Of course,’ Narcissa reached into her purse and took a small package out of it. Olivia resized it to its normal size. It appeared to be a rather large box wrapped in red and gold paper. Draco blinked at it. Why was the present wrapped in Gryffindor colors? Did his godfather mate a Gryffindor?!
‘Hey, dear, we have a present for you! It's quite heavy so you might want to come and get it!’ Olivia exclaimed in her best saleswoman voice. Severus raised an eyebrow while Narcissa tried to hold back a smile. Draco just looked confused.
There were tentative footsteps in the corridor. ‘You brought a present for me?’ a shy voice asked, and Draco thought it sounded familiar somehow.
A smile appeared on Olivia's face, ‘Of course, we did! It’s your birthday!’
‘And we really hope you will like it,’ Narcissa added. She found Harry’s shyness rather cute and could understand why Severus fell head over heels for the boy so fast.
Draco's eyes darted to Snape and then he said, ‘I don’t really know what they've got you but my mum was always good at picking presents.’
He wasn’t sure why but he kinda wanted to help too. He knew less than nothing about the guy Severus mated but he noticed that his stepmum was rather fond of him and Olivia was known to be good at reading people. She had warned Draco about Blaise at the start of the year and even though he disregarded her warning at that time, she turned out to be perfectly on the spot. He was just happy he realized that before he did something he would regret.
Severus gave his godson a look that could be described as grateful. It was nice that Draco was okay with a rather awkward situation and he hoped it would remain that way when Draco found out who Snape’s mate was.
‘Sweetheart, if you are not ready, I’m sure they will understand,’ Severus said, starting to think that inviting them so soon wasn’t the best idea. Harry had only started settling down in their home and their life and now it occurred to him that the company might be too much for him.
‘No, I- it’s okay, I already feel stupid enough,’ the voice from the corridor said, and in a few seconds, Harry appeared in the living room. ‘Hi,’ he waved shyly.
Draco gaped at him. Wha- what the fuck?! The irony of the fact that he had pitied Severus' mate for being born on the same day as Harry Potter (considering it was something of a National Holiday now) didn’t escape him. He just never actually considered the fact that his godfather's mate could turn out to be Harry himself. Draco didn’t even know Potter liked man, let alone was an omega.
Narcissa and Olivia, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be surprised at all. ‘It's nice to finally see you, Harry, ’ Narcissa smiled at the teen. ‘My wife talks rather a lot about you.’
‘I do not!’ Olivia exclaimed. Severus and Narcissa looked at her skeptically. ‘Right, okay, I do,’ the woman confessed with a sigh, making Harry giggle when she mumbled something that sounded awfully a lot like “traitors”. ‘Wanna open your present now or after dinner?’ Olivia smoothly changed the subject.
‘Can I do it now?’ Harry asked, looking at Severus as if asking for permission with his eyes full of excitement. He wasn't really sure what was the proper way of accepting the presents and didn’t want to be rude.
Snape smiled gently. ‘Of course, sweetheart,’ he said, and Draco thought that he had never seen his godfather so happy. And the way he smiled, looking at Potter… he wasn’t smirking or sneering, he was smiling. He was… he looked so in love and had the same spark in his eyes that Olivia had when she looked at Draco's mother.
‘Here, let me help you,’ Olivia offered, positioning the present on the coffee table so Harry could tear the wrapping off.
‘Wow,’ the teen said when he saw a brown box with some buttons on it. ‘I don’t know what that is.’
‘It's an MVP.’
Harry blinked at Olivia.
‘Magical Video Projector,’ Narcissa supplied but it didn’t help much though because the teen’s gaze was still blank.
‘Basically magical TV,’ Olivia tried.
‘Oh. Oh, ’ there finally was an understanding in Harry’s eyes. ‘Wow, that’s- that's awesome! Thank you! I didn’t even know wizards have TVs.’
‘We don't,’ Severus frowned at the present. ‘Where did you get it?’
‘Olivia said she had seen one when she was working in Peru a few years back. I got curious and found a woman who, let’s say, unofficially sells them abroad. We have one at home as well,’ Narcissa said. ‘Draco is in love with it.’
Everyone looked at the teen, and Draco blushed furiously, ‘What? I like muggle romcoms.’
‘Why isn’t it on the market then?’ Severus asked. Despite wizarding society being a conservative one, he was sure such a change would be welcome with open arms. Even he got bored with books sometimes.
‘Something about intellectual rights. And well, it’s still in development, it’s just the latest prototype,’ Olivia shrugged. ‘Wait a few more years and they will be everywhere.’
While adults discussed the legal aspects of the MVP, Draco slid on the couch next to Harry and started explaining how the MVP worked. It was a lot like a projector and when Harry pressed the right button, he was presented with a magically formed screen. Other buttons were designed so the viewer could insert the compact disk with the film and stop or scroll the video if needed.
It also appeared they not only gifted Harry the magical TV but also a dozen of muggle films of different genres so he could check them out and decide what he liked. Draco said that almost any muggle film from the muggle video store should work on this MVP but they had to be careful and not leave it turned on overnight because it might catch fire or randomly start floating in the air and get lost.
‘Thank you,’ Harry said when Draco finished explaining.
‘No worries. I like talking about this stuff.’
‘No, I mean- thank you for being okay with me being Severus' mate,’ Harry gave him a small smile. ‘I know we called a truce after the war ended but I was worried, you know…’
Draco glanced at Snape who was having a very enthusiastic conversation with Olivia while Narcissa listened with a smile and sometimes made remarks. ‘He loves you,’ Malfoy said, looking back at Harry. ‘I don’t know how it happened but he does.’
‘Sometimes I can’t believe it's real,’ Harry confessed. ‘Sometimes I think that it all might be just a dream and I will wake up soon. It’s a terrifying thought and- ouch!’ the teen exclaimed when Draco suddenly pinched him. ‘Why did you do that?’
‘To prove it’s not a dream. You can stop overthinking right now.’
Harry chuckled and rubbed his arm, ‘Thank you, I guess.’
The birthday dinner went well. Olivia had a lot of stories to tell about her and Severus' years at Hogwarts, some slightly less embarrassing than others. Harry also found out that Narcissa was two years older than Olivia and Severus and was the sole reason why Olivia managed to pass Herbology for her NEWTs.
‘I didn’t know you had to pass Herbology to be an auror,’ Harry said.
‘Well, I didn’t really plan on being an auror when I chose my subjects,’ the woman shrugged. ‘I thought I'll be like a specialist in magical accidents and catastrophes or something. It sounded like fun,’ she added, making Severus snort in his tea. Only Olivia could describe magical accidents as “fun”.
‘Why did you change your mind?’
‘Well, I- it wasn’t a choice per se. I wanted to get into an international exchange program but I applied really late and there wasn't that much of a choice of programs left. But I had good marks and my counselor miraculously found me a small auror training program in the Wizarding Ministry of Angola,’ Olivia said, pushing the food on her plate with a fork. ‘It wasn’t a dream job or a destination but I needed to get away from the country so badly that I took it. Never regretted it though so I'm good,’ the woman smiled but there was something painful in her gaze that told Harry there was more to this story. And the way Narcissa bit her lip and how guilty she looked for a few seconds before she managed to compose herself only confirmed it. Harry wanted to know more but he didn’t want to pry so he let Severus redirect the conversation to another topic.
Winky popped up to offer them some more wine, and Draco managed to bargain with his mother to be allowed to have one glass. He was 16, after all, in less than a year he would be able to buy alcohol himself.
‘I think Harry can have one too,’ Draco added.
‘Well, he is technically emancipated due to the mating so…’ Olivia added.
‘Technically, not legally,’ Snape pointed out. The fact that they had to hide Harry from almost everyone wasn’t sitting well with him. It put so many restrictions on their life. They were mated but not married because it required a legal document that would certainly not be ignored by the Ministry. Harry didn’t have access to his family vaults in Gringotts even though he had all the legal rights to get emancipated. But he couldn’t do that because it meant presenting their case to Wizengamot which was off the table. Their children couldn’t bear Harry’s last name because it couldn’t be on record. Even though Severus wouldn’t have been exactly thrilled if his children had the name Potter he wouldn’t object because Harry was the one to carry them and it was his decision to make. The teen didn’t seem to mind having Snape’s name or Prince’s last name for himself and for their children but Severus couldn’t help but think that Harry’s decision could have been different in different circumstances.
‘Oh, believe me, Severus - and I’m saying this as law enforcement - the law isn’t as imperative as they want you to think. Well, at least not here. Guys in Peru work strictly by the book but their “book” is much better than ours,’ Olivia took a sip of wine. ‘So Harry can have the whole bottle if his heart so desires.’
‘No, actually- I can’t drink,’ the teen intervened. He kinda wanted to try some alcohol despite butterbeer but he wanted to have kids more so he could wait. He just needed to plan some alcohol tasting between his pregnancies and he could have it all.
‘Why?’ Draco asked.
Harry glanced at Severus. ‘You can tell them,’ the man encouraged with a small smile. Harry at any point didn’t have to ask for his permission but it felt nice when the teen checked with him.
Harry smiled and said, ‘I'm pregnant.’
‘Really?’ Malfoy gaped. He realized that the mating meant that Harry and Severus had sex, he just didn't think that far.
‘Yeah,’ Harry answered, blushing. He was so happy about it that he wanted to jump with joy.
‘Still have it in you, huh?’ Olivia teased, elbowing Severus who was sitting next to her. Snape rolled his eyes but halfheartedly. Of course, he still had it in him! He was 36, not 86.
‘My sincere congratulations, Harry,’ Narcissa smiled at the teen. ‘It’s nice to know that someone will keep me company in all the weird pregnancy cravings and mood shifts for the next seven months.’
Harry laughed. ‘I don’t even feel anything yet. It feels like nothing changed.’
Cissa waved off, ‘Give it a few weeks. Even with your veela nature, I don’t think you are off the hook. Severus will be complaining about weird food around the house in no time.’
The conversation went on, and Harry finally felt truly relaxed in their company. Draco asked out of genuine curiosity how Harry was planning to combine Hogwarts with having a baby. Not like the teen could go to DADA class with a newborn attached to him. Harry said that he wasn’t planning on going back to Hogwarts. He wasn't dropping out altogether because he wanted to have a full school education but he was adamant about not going back under Dumbledore's influence. When Draco asked what he would do instead, Harry said there were a few options for him. He could do remote courses in other Wizarding Schools around the world but Harry was concerned about differences in language and subjects. If he, for example, finished his schooling in Durmstrang, he wasn’t sure how well he would be able to do on UK NEWTs. And passing the European equivalent of NEWTs was off the table because he wouldn’t be able to travel out of the country unnoticed and it was too much of a risk.
Harry also could hire a private tutor who would prepare him for NEWTs but Severus didn't know anyone who he could trust not to run off to Dumbledore and who was qualified enough to teach all the subjects Harry wanted to learn.
The third option was for Harry to self-study and he liked it best. It would give him a chance to learn everything at his own pace and there would be no rush. If Harry decided he needed four years instead of two to prepare, for example, it would be only his decision to make. Severus also said he would supervise his learning but he wasn't quite sure about some subjects Harry wanted to take. He could easily cover DADA, Potions, Alchemy, and Arithmancy for the most part but in others, he just had the basic knowledge he acquired during his own school years.
When Olivia heard about it, she immediately jumped in and said she could help out. She knew History of Magic pretty well because she was kind of a history nerd when she was a teen plus she was good at Transfiguration and Runes.
Narcissa also volunteered, saying that she would love to have something to occupy herself except pregnancy. She had two years of Healer training at St. Mungos before Lucius forced her to drop out and she was more than qualified to teach Herbology and Care for Magical Creatures. She also used to be quite good at Charms.
That left out Astronomy and Ancient Studies which Harry wanted to pursue as well. The teen felt like he would be able to figure Astronomy out on his own if he had enough time and Olivia said that she might know a goblin who can be discreet and tutor him in Ancient Studies for a reasonable wage. Severus immediately said that money wasn’t an issue.
Harry also mentioned that he would love to also sign up for Muggle Studies NEWTs just because it wouldn’t be a lot of trouble to pass it and that was when Malfoy caught up with a conversation.
‘Wait, you want thirteen NEWTs?’ Draco shrieked. He wanted to do six and wasn’t even sure he could manage all of them.
‘Yes. But I won’t be taking them all at once, will I? I can spread them for two or three years. And by the time I'm done, hopefully, I will already have two or three babies to occupy myself with so boredom won’t be a problem,’ Harry smiled as if he was the happiest person in the world.
‘How many children do you want, Harry?’ Narcissa asked. ‘We heard you have some ambitious plans but never really a number.’
‘Well, that really depends…’ Harry started. He couldn’t really predict how many twins or triplets he would have, could he? Considering his veela status and high fertility, his chances to carry more than one baby at a time were higher than for an average omega.
‘We were thinking fifty,’ Snape said, making Draco choke on his drink. ‘Give or take, you know,’ he added with a smirk, enjoying Olivia's and Narcissa’s gobsmacked expressions.
‘ How many?’ Olivia checked.
‘Fifty. Maybe, more.’
‘See!’ the woman suddenly exclaimed, looking at Narcissa and pointing her finger at Harry. ‘That’s a lot. Three kids are not a lot!’
Cissa blinked at her. ‘Are you seriously using it…’
‘Yes! It’s just a matter of perspective,’ the woman turned her gaze to Severus. ‘She actually tried to prove to me that three kids are an enormous number the other day!’
‘Well, my family was actually the only family I know to have more than two kids,’ Narcissa defended herself.
‘Except Weasleys,’ Draco muttered.
‘Yes, except Weasleys. And my mother always pointed out just how mad she was to have so many of us,’ the woman said, then realized how it may sound and added, ‘No offense, Harry.’
‘Non taken,’ the teen smiled. He was indeed a little bit mad but he was lucky his mate was into that.
‘The tendency in pureblood families to have the minimum number of kids is actually understandable,’ Snape pointed out, taking a sip of his wine.
‘Why?’ Harry and Draco simultaneously asked, making Severus chuckle.
‘Most of the pureblood marriages are arranged. Most have one kid to carry on a line, some have two to, you know, have a backup just in case.’
‘That’s kinda cynical. But actually pretty smart,’ Olivia shrugged.
‘Three and more children most of the time are unnecessary,’ Severus continued. ‘People create so many kids not out of obligation. It usually means they really love each other.’
‘Wow, you must really love Harry,’ Draco said. When everyone looked at him, the teen's eyes widened as if he hadn’t intended to say anything out loud. ‘Sorry… but, I mean, fifty kids.’
Harry laughed. Draco wasn’t wrong, after all.
***
Present time…
Severus was scowling much harder than usual but students around him hardly noticed that. They were too engrossed in conversation about a thousand points that were suddenly awarded to Gryffindor right before dinner.
‘Could you believe it? I heard Sprout say they were all given in one go!’ Snape heard Parvati exclaim, and his scowl deepened even further.
In his defense, he had been more than sure that Harry wasn’t considered a student in Hogwarts anymore when he very foolishly awarded them. It would have been stupid, considering the teen's disappearance and literally no progress in finding him (much to Severus' delight). But no, the old git seemed to still hope to get Harry back under his influence and the teen was still technically enrolled in Hogwarts. Snape wished he had known about that sooner.
‘And no one had taken credit for it?’ Lavender asked. ‘Not even a student?’
‘No.’
‘Ha, I wonder what they had to do to receive so much at once!’
Severus' thoughts immediately went back to what exactly Harry did to earn the points. Well, he didn’t do that much but he let Snape do things to him so the man believed the teen earned each and every point. Still, he would have to take them back. Severus figured he would need two weeks tops to take the points away from Gryffindor if he tried hard enough. Harry’s ex-housemates were prone to disaster anyway.
Minerva sat on the chair near him, bringing Snape back to a not-very-pleasant reality. Since the summer Severus considered reality to be pleasant only when his mate was wrapped in his arms. Even to himself, the man sounded like a stupid infatuated teenager but it was the truth. He didn’t even have it in him anymore to be angry at the students who were sneaking after curfew to snog each other. He still caught them and took points from them but halfheartedly. Because if he could, he would also snog his mate senseless on any flat and not-so-flat surface any chance he got.
‘Rather interesting, don’t you think?’ Minerva said suddenly, making Snape look at her.
‘What?’ he asked, maybe a bit too harshly, but McGonagall didn't seem to mind.
‘A thousand points. Quite a big sum.’
‘I'm sure you are delighted.’
‘Hardly. I prefer my students to actually earn them, Severus,’ the woman shook her head. ‘At first, I thought it was some kind of mistake. A joke got misinterpreted or something but then the hourglass magic would have probably figured it out by now and taken them away-’
Snape suppressed the urge to growl. Yeah, the magic would have done that if he hadn't fucking meant it when he gave points to Harry. Because his softening cock had still been inside of him then, Harry’s swollen belly was under his palm and he felt like his mate deserved each and every one of them. For making Severus so happy, for giving him the most precious gifts anyone could ever wish for - Harry’s love, loyalty, a home he actually wanted to come back to, kids…
Snape scowled harder.
‘It's a shame there is no record of who exactly felt so generous today,’ Minerva sighed. ‘At least we know it wasn’t a prefect or Head boy or girl.’
Severus relaxed a little. He hadn't been sure if it was possible to track these points back to him so he had already come up with a lie. If Dumbledore or McGonagall came to him, he would say that he spent his free time searching for Potter, achieved nothing again, and in frustration said something like “A thousand points for knowing how to bloody hide, Potter”. It wasn’t his best lie but at least it was a believable one. Snape supposed that if Harry had disappeared a year ago and he was forced to go and look for him unsuccessfully, he could say something like that and in the heat of the moment actually mean it.
‘Don’t worry, Minerva. I don’t believe your House will manage to keep these points for long,’ Severus settled on saying, not even sure if it was a threat or not.
McGonagall chuckled. ‘They are indeed the lot of troublemakers,’ she said, looking at the Gryffindor table. Then her gaze suddenly went sad. ‘It feels so weird not to see Harry there anymore,’ she added quietly so only Severus was able to hear her.
Snape took a deep breath. He sometimes forgot that Minerva was also a member of the Order which meant she probably thought Harry was somewhere getting tortured or raped, or both when in fact the teen was probably eating apple pie at the moment - his latest obsession and pregnancy craving. Severus remembered very clearly the first time he came to the kitchen a week ago, opened the cupboard to get himself a snack, saw it fully stocked with apple pies, and slowly closed it back. Yeah, Winky had a tendency to go a little overboard when she got excited (and she was very excited about Harry’s pregnancy and the baby) but she meant well so Severus just let it be. Two dozen apple pies couldn’t do any real harm, could they?
‘I agree,’ Snape said because it was a rather neutral answer, hoping it would be the end of this particular conversation.
It wasn’t.
‘Do you think we will ever be able to find him?’ Minerva asked and it seemed she was seriously asking for his opinion.
For some reason Severus didn't feel like lying so he sighed and said, ‘Only if he wants to be found.’
***
Snape debated whether or not he should tell Harry about the points but then decided it would give his mate a good laugh so he wrote him a small note in the evening. Dobby delivered an answer right before Severus went to bed. It said:
"Don’t worry, I'll make it worth every point. I promise ;)
Love, Harry."