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Title: Domestic Bliss

Author: Amanda Saitou

Rating: R

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K.Rowling, I've borrowed them just for fun!

Feedback: Very welcomed at amandasnapepotter at yahoo dot com dot br

Beta: Corgi (you rock, really!)

Archive: Part of Wave 6 of the From Dusk till Dawn Severus Snape/ Harry Potter Fuh-Q-Fest at

Challenge: Life moves on, wave six.

Summary: It's been five years since Voldemort was destroyed, and Mr. and Mr. Potter-Snape are now free to enjoy a life of their own.

A/N: Thoughts are in italics.

Domestic bliss

“Professor Potter! Professor Potter!” A small Ravenclaw boy invaded the Defense Against the Dark Arts class distracting all the students' attention from their teacher, Harry Potter-Snape.

“What happened, Matt?” The boy looked really desperate, and that had Harry worried. After all, Matt should be at his husband’s class, and his coming to him could mean something bad had happened. Carefully he held Matt by the shoulders and tried to calm him down. “It’s all right, Matt. What’s wrong?”

“It’s Prof- Professor Snape, sir. He was – he was just telling Sally about the potion and – and them he – he ...”

“He what, Matt? Calm down and tell me.”

The boy relaxed a bit at his Professor’s hold. “He fainted, sir. He’s there on the floor, and he’s white as marble! Then Sally told me to fetch you, sir!”

Fainting, again! Oh, Sev! “Go to the infirmary and tell Madam Pomfrey what happened.” While Matt left the room at light speed, Harry turned to his students and dismissed the class. He walked to the dungeons as fast as he could and along the way he remembered the last three weeks. First Severus got paler than he already was, lost most of his appetite, and then his first collapse during class. He urged Severus to have Madam Pomfrey examine him, but his stubborn husband refused to go. Harry smiled inwardly at this memory. Yeah, Sev still is the same stubborn git from the war time. A time witch neither of us imagined we'd be falling in love with each other. During that time all I wanted to do was strangle Severus and get rid of him and his unbearable attitude towards me. Who could have imagined!

As he made his way quickly to the dungeons, Dumbledore met Harry in the hallway. “What happened, Harry?”

“He had another faint, Albus. It’s the ninth in three weeks. Hope it’s enough to convince Severus he needs an appointment with a Healer.”

Dumbledore smiled reassuringly. “I’m sure it’s nothing serious, Harry. You must remember that after the last fight against Voldemort Severus’ body was severely damaged, making his health a bit more delicate than ours.”

Harry turned to Dumbledore and sighed. “That’s unfair, Albus. Severus had to put his life on the line just because of my lack of control over my power. If I had listened to him and had trained properly...”

“He did what he thought was necessary, Harry. Besides... it was at that moment that Severus realized his love for you. Plus, you two managed to destroy the Voldemort, together!”

“Yes, but if I had realized I loved him too at the time, I’d have never let him do that. He lost so much.”

Dumbledore detained Harry for a moment. “Listen, my boy, Severus Snape may have lost some of his health and his magic, but in exchange he has gotten from you everything he wanted most and had never had in his life – true love! I am sure he’s never regretted the exchange.”

Harry smiled shyly at his friend, and then frowned. “You know, Albus... Sometimes I think that Severus is not so sure about my love...”

Dumbledore only smiled back at Harry and kept walking with him.

It took a while for Harry to move his husband from the Potions’ classroom to the infirmary, where Madam Pomfrey gave Severus a reviving potion. When he regained consciousness, Harry was right there by his side with a very worried look on his face.

“Love, what happened? Are you feeling all right?” Harry noticed how paler and weaker Severus looked, and frowned. “I think we can’t postpone those exams anymore, Severus.”

The Potions Master growled and made a ‘Snape face’ at his lover. “Being my husband doesn’t give you the right to control my life, Mr. Potter.”

“Don’t be stubborn, Sev, these faints aren't normal. You know that! Madam Pomfrey can...”

“No, Harry! I’ve already spent too much time at this place after the war! There’s nothing wrong with me, believe me.”

“But...”

Madam Pomfrey came back with another glass of potion. “You two stop fighting in my infirmary. Professor Snape, I think you have no choice this time. While you were unconscious, Professor Dumbledore asked me to take some blood from you and test it. He had some suspicions he wanted to dispel and when I tested your blood his hypothesis was correct."

Harry seemed anxious, but Severus sighed sadly and remained silent. “What is it, Pomfrey? Please, what’s wrong with my husband?”

“Actually, Harry, there’s nothing ‘wrong’ with Severus, however it's so very rare it was easy to overlook!” The medi wizard smiled tenderly at the couple. “All your husband is going to need for the next eight months is a lot of rest and love. I believe you can guarantee that he has both.”

Harry felt as if he had frozen in time. “Eight months? Pomfrey, he’s...”

“Yes, he's pregnant, Harry. You're going to be fathers!”

This time it was Harry’s turn to faint. Severus grinned at Madam Pomfrey and said tiredly. “Lazy Gryffindor boy!”

In order to celebrate Severus' pregnancy, Harry had rearranged their usually cold room into the most romantic scenario his mind could envision. There was a dining table covered with Severus' favorite foods, and enchanted candles lightning up in green the whole place.

Harry wore the same clothes he had worn for their first date, dark pants and a scarlet shirt that fit his body perfectly. The young man looked at the mirror and blushed. Hermione had helped him choose the clothes that day and she said Snape wouldn't be able to resist Harry in that outfit. Merlin, she was right about that. He felt really hot wearing them!

His husband would be back from his last class soon, so Harry laid down on the couch and let his mind wander. Memories flooded through his mind...

...Harry in the infirmary and all he could do was stare at the man that had saved his life lying half-dead in the bed beside him; the man that loved him enough to give his life to save him. He was so confused and scared, Snape was dying because of him and he would never forget his last words. 'I love you Harry!' ...

.... Two months late Snape recovered, but avoided Harry at all costs. By that time he had realized he also loved the man a great deal, and had decided he was going to do everything in his power to get into the Potions Master's heart. It was his last year at Hogwarts then...

.... Three more months later, and they had their first date. Their first kiss...

... The first making love, full of love and passion...

.... The day he finally convinced Severus of his love for him, and the scared older wizard accepted his marriage request...

.... Their wedding day's dawning and all the last moment doubts. The happiest day of his life...

"What's going on here, Harry?" Astonished by seeing the familiar scenery again and Harry's clothes, Severus felt dizzy and gasped.

Harry opened his eyes and stared passionately at his husband. "Do you remember that, my Severus?" He noticed Severus was caught off guard and soon would be very defensive. That was the way he had always been.

Severus braced himself and blushed heavily at the memory brought up by the scene Harry had prepared. Frowning he answered, "How could I forget, Potter? This is all from the day you mischievously hexed me into your arms."

Harry kept his smile in its place. There we go old Snape style! He stood up from the couch and surrounded his husband as a snake ready to strike its victim. Silently he began casting locking and silencing spells while closing the distance between Severus and himself. Unfolding Severus' arms, Harry put them around his waist and began unbuttoning his partner's robe and shirt. His smile widened when he rested his head against Severus belly trying to feel the life that was growing up inside there. The life they had created. Together.

Severus closed his eyes just to feel the touch of his husband. He thought that he would die if he could never feel that touch again. Harry was the only thing that made his life worth living. He had fallen for the boy the first time he saw him during his sorting, though he only admitted that to himself when Voldemort tried to kill Harry during the last battle. Now not only he was married to this amazing man, but was also carrying his child. His hands started to brush against Harry's hair lazily, and then lifting the younger man's face so Severus could look him in the eye. "Are you happy with this, Harry?"

Harry's answer was to hold his husband tight trailing kisses all over his neck and shoulders, and then kiss him on the lips with all the passion and love he could put into it. He stopped kissing his husband and looked deeply into Severus' eyes. "I love you so much, Severus." He raised his hand to trace Severus' strong facial lines and the older man leaned into the touch. "Never doubt that, lover; I really love you with all my heart! Endlessly!"

Severus allowed himself one of his rare smiles. "I love you too, Harry, and I love you more and more each day."

"Make love to me, my Severus?"

Severus looked at the table and again at Harry. "And all that?"

Harry grinned wickedly. "My hunger is of another nature now. What about yours?"

Without a second thought Severus took Harry into his arms and carried him to their bedroom. Harry started to finish undressing Severus, but the Potions Master stopped him, whispering in a hoarse voice, "Just watch, Harry." Severus began undressing himself very slowly, obviously teasing his husband, who sat in bed having a hard time to keep himself still.

"It's not fair, lover!" Harry cried out. He wanted to touch his husband desperately.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, you have to keep your hormones under control."

Good, that's the real Severus Snape! "Let's see who manages to keep their hormones under control, lover." Harry stood up over the bedroom and began undressing himself the same teasing way as Severus, but soon became impatient and got rid of all his clothes.

A full-aroused Severus stalked over Harry, knocking the younger man onto the bed and ravishing his body hungrily. A hot mouth descended Harry's torso, sending shivers through his whole body and making Harry moan louder. "Please, Sev, more!" In a second Harry felt a hot mouth engulf his cock entirely and he trembled as the waves of pleasure rolled through him. "More, lover, more!"

However, Severus released Harry's member and ascended until he reached his mouth. They kissed and their bodies remained entangled for what seemed an eternity. When they parted Harry rolled under Severus body. "Take me, Severus!"

Severus' dark eyes were sparkling with deep lust for his husband. "You don't have to ask twice." With that he entered Harry and thrusted inside him with an awakened passion that Harry hadn't seen on Severus for a long time. It was too intense for both of them and soon they climaxed together, breathless.

Harry cocooned himself against Severus' body and whispered a tender ' love you' before collapsing into a peaceful sleep. Severus kissed his forehead and combed the messy hair until he could hear the soft breath of his husband signaling that he was already sleeping.

Though Severus knew he should feel content for being so lucky to have Harry with him, the anguish in his heart still was strong, he still had too many insecurities about their future together. That night Severus stayed awake for a very long time before he could fall to sleep.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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