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Title: Prof. Snape's delicate condition,
*~*~*~*~* Of course it was impossible to keep anything secret in Hogwarts for very long. Especially when the secret involved the teaching staff. It wasn't like there was a great attempt to hide the fact that there was a secret. Dumbledore flitted about like a drunk bumblebee, a silly little grin plastered to his face. Hauling the entire Potions classroom and Snape's private quarters up to the groundfloor. Madame Pomfrey bossing Snape around, making him eat, warning him off flying on his broom, and dragging him into the hospital wing on a weekly basis for heaven knows what. And Snape! He was the most suspicious of them all! The black-haired man was acting so weird. First his eating habits changed. He now ate almost all his meals in the Great Hall, and classes would see an empty plate setting on one of the work tables when they came to class. He had started to walk slower, taking his time in navigating the countless stairs. Buying that little dog and taking it everywhere with him. And the way that Pomfrey and Dumbledore were fussing over him was positively nauseating, most especially to Professor Snape himself if one judged by the expression he wore each time one of the two approached him. Every student, regardless of their house, grew more and more curious as days passed. All except for four very worried Slytherins. Draco kept his promise about not telling anyone. As if anyone was would believe him anyways. Who in their right minds would believe that the most hated man in the entire school with the possible exception of Filch was pregnant. The mere thought of Snape being a parent was mind-boggling. With this being a secret about Snape, naturally Harry, Ron, and Hermione were at the top of the list of curious Gryffindors. "Weird huh?" Ron commented as they watched the Headmaster spoon another serving of carrots onto the scowling Potions Master's plate. "Yeah," Harry agreed. "You think he's sick?" "Who? Snape?" his friend snorted. "Otherwise than mentally?" Hermione shook her head. "No Ron, I think Harry might have something. It's obvious that the Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey are concerned about his health." "Maybe he's caught something, like the Goblin Flu." Lavendur giggled. "Can't be that," Seamus sniggered. "He'd be covered in green warts if he was." "Oh Man! I'd give an entire year's allowance to see that!" Dean Thomas piped in. "A year's allowance? I'd give that and all the chocolate frogs stashed in my closet to have a camera along when I saw it!" Creevey laughed. Neville couldn't help laughing at the image his housemate's words conjured up. He himself might give up his own hoard of Honeyducks candy for the sight of Professor Snape covered in green warts. Down the table Fred and George Weasley were whispering in each others ears, casting calculating glaces towards the staff table. Trouble was definitely brewing there.
"What could he possibly be up to Ron?" Hermione asked. "Well he could be trying to find a way to get Harry, or maybe he's drugged Dumbledore." "Nonsense," she scoffed. "I think Harry's right, he's sick." "Of course he's sick 'Mione! We're talking about Snape here! The man's a Death Eater for Merlin's sake! They're all a bunch of twisted, sadistic, wack--OW!" Harry tried not to giggle as Hermione slapped Ron up the back side of his head. "The Headmaster seems happy looking after Snape." Harry pointed out. "Maybe it's just a temporary thing. That's why he's not being serious about it." "Okay, I'll admit you have something there, but remember who we're talking about here. This is Snape. Not McGonagall, Remus, or Hagrid. Snape, as in the greasy, overbearing, make-every-student's-life-hell Professor Snape. What's there not to like about him getting a little misery back?" "Really you two!" Hermione stepped between her friends as they glared at each other. "There's only one way to find out what's going on." Ron just blinked at her, but Harry was a little quicker. "My cloak." "Yeah!" A bright smile broke out on the youngest male Weasley's freckled face. "Tonight?" "Tonight." Harry agreed.
He looked even worse for wear than ususal. The palour of his skin almost chalk white. A nervousness hung about him, one very different than what he experienced when the full moon was near. His last trip to Hogsmeade had gained him more than just a few supplies for class. He'd unintentially solved a puzzle that had been haunting him for some time. Severus' scent. He knew now what was different about the other man's scent. Lily had smelt exactly the same way when she'd been carrying Harry. Just like that woman in Honeyduckes last Saturday. The woman had been around eight months pregnant. If Severus smelled like Lily and that unnamed woman didn't that mean he was pregnant too? Remus just had to know.
"Hhmmm, almost out of young toad tongues." He jotted down on a conveient pad. "And I'd best fetch some more appleroot, Longbottom's guaranteed to botch this one up." At his feet Electra agreed, she'd never have believed someone so clumsy and skittish was allowed into the school if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. Snape rose, rubbing one hand over his back as he made is way to the new storeroom. He'd discovered a lovely new ailment to go along with his pregnancy; back aches. The growth of the twins was throwing off his center of balance and he was compensating by leaning back. This action started the abused muscles to take up protesting, something which this perticular potion was only agrivating. Unfortunately when the elves moved his lab they didn't quite get everything back into the order he had it in before. Somehow during the hours it took him to rearrange the bottles he'd missed the back up stock of toad's tongue. The damm thing was up on the top shelf. Grumbling he grabbed a step ladder...
He was about to leave when a familair voice floated to him from the storeroom. Yes, here he was, up on a step ladder!??! What was he doing? He could get hurt!! Lupin's fears were realized just then when Snape gasped, one hand flying to his stomach. He lost his balance and fell backwards. There was a moment of blind panic and then Remus found himself moving faster than he ever had in his entire life. No time for wand work, by the time he got out his wand Severus would've hit the stone floor and seriously hurt himself and his child. Snape's arms flailed about, frantically grabbing for anything to stop his fall, before he slammed into something which was definitely not the cold floor. Stone didn't go 'Oof!' when you hit it. Long arms wrapped about him as his mysterious savior staggered back. It was several seconds before Severus' nerves and racing heart had calmed enough so he could open his eyes. He wanted to see the face of the one who'd saved him. Damn. Lupin. Remus was propped against the wall, clutching Severus to him, eyes closed, breathing heavily. Lupin was nearly overwhelmed! Snape's scent swamping his sense of smell. The strong steady beating of not two but THREE hearts filling his ears. He couldn't move, his wolf instincts screaming at him to protect the pack, to protect the young. It was all he could do not to run out the room with it's dangerous potions and take Snape back to his quarters where he'd be safe. "Lupin," Snape called to the other man. "Lupin, Remus, let me down." Remus blinked, regaining a little more control of himself, using Snape's voice as an anchor. "Remus, put me down." Severus' tone was pleading. "Please Remus." Lupin slowly lowered Snape's legs but kept hold on the other man till he was steady on his feet. "Remus." Snape called again, waiting till Remus's brown eyes were fixed on his to speak again. "Thank you." He whispered, and wonders of wonders, hugged the werewolf!! Too stunned by this strange event Remus automatically returned the embrace. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!??"
The animagi was sure that miserable snake had done something to his friend to make him act so. And he was determined to find out whatever it was, just as soon as he made sure Moony was fine. His sensitive nose picked up the werewolf's scent and he sped up his pace. A shiver went through his fur when he saw that Remus's scent led right into the dammed snake's lair. He trotted in, following the sound of voices. Sirius turned the corner into the storage room just in time to see Remus and Snape wrapped around each other! Before he could think about what he was doing Sirius returned to his human shape and bellowed at the top of his lungs. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!??"
Snape gasped as Black's hand clamped onto his neck and squeezed, slamming him into the wall, lifting till his toes barely touched the floor. Electra charged, teeth barred to defend her master. But the angry man lashed out with one foot, kicking the young puppy into the wall where she lay stunned. "What do you think you're doing Snape??!!" Sirius snarled. "Keep your filthy perverted hands off Remus or I swear--" "Sirius let him down! Let him down now!!" Remus was screaming, trying to dislodge his friend's hand from the other man's neck. "No! Not till he promises to leave you alone. Well, maybe not then either.." Sirius grinned maliciously and tightened his grip on the struggling Potions Master's neck, laughing as his hated enemy began to turn blue. Remus stepped back and pulled out his wand. "Sorry Padfoot." He whispered before casting his spell. "Petrificus Totalis!" Black's eyes widened in astonishment as his whole body froze. Lupin then used his wand to pry away the tightly gripped fingers about Snape's neck. The werewolf held the shaking, gasping man close, slowly guiding him over to the nearest chair. He knelt down, supporting Severus, fingers checking over the other's throat. There were bruises already forming. "Finite Incantatem." He said, dispelling the illusion Snape wore. His instincts flared anew at the sight of that ripe belly. A simple muttered spell reassured the werewolf that the twins were fine. Behind him Black was watching the whole scene with ever widening eyes. As before his mind jumped to all the wrong conclusions. "Re..mus." Severus coughed, his throat sore from it's sudden abuse. Lupin retrieved the water glass from Snape's desk and held it steady as the other man gratefully took a few sips. "That's it, take it easy now Sev." He coached softly. Lupin always did have such a wonderful voice. "Remus, the door...close.." Severus managed to get his meaning across. A student or teacher could appear at any moment and see the wanted murderer Sirius Black immobilized over by the wall. Lupin quickly shut the door and locked it, placing a sound-proofing spell around the room for good measure. It was a sure bet Sirius would go ballistic the moment the spell was lifted. Remus wasn't disappointed. The second he felt the invisible bindings release Sirius was launching himself at the still sitting Snape. Severus lept from his chair even as Remus grabbed his friend, holding the raving man back from the vulnerable Potions Master. "YOU BASTARD!!" Sirius shrieked at the top of his lungs. "YOU STINKING PIECE OF SLIME!! What did you do to Remus!! How'd you get him into your bed you WHORE!! Is that monstrosity you're carrying EVEN HIS to begin with??!!!" Severus stumbled back away from the two struggling man. The sheer hate flowing off Black was like fire on his nerves. "It's not--" "NOT TRUE??" Black lunged forwards, battling against Lupin's restraining grip. "What's not true? That you've somehow seduced my best friend?? That you've convinced him whatever that is growing inside you is his??" "Dammit Padfoot! Listen to me--" But Sirius was beyond listening. He broke free from Remus and shifted into the big black dog. He raced up the steps, knocked the door's lock free and ran out into the corridor. "Dammit Siri, why couldn't you have just listened." Remus sighed before turning his attention back to Snape. "He's going to Harry most likely." Snape moaned, though not from pain. "And from Harry' friends it will spread to the whole school. Floo Dumbledore Remus."
The three friends all jumped as the large canine ran in and nosed the door closed behind it. One look at those wide eyes, heavy panting, and raised fur and Harry knew something bad had happened. He whipped out his wand and sealed the door, setting up a sound-proofing spell for good measure. "It's safe." He told his Godfather. Immediately Sirius was standing before them whiter than a sheet, breathing raggedily, and shaking from head to toe. "Sirius! What's wrong? What's happened??" "What's wrong? What's happened? I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S HAPPENED! REMUS HAS GONE INSANE!" Black bellowed. "WHAT!!!" Harry's yell blended with Ron and Hermione's. "HE'S BEEN SHAGGING THAT BLOODY WANKER!" He began pacing furiously. "AND NOW HE'S UP THE SPOUT!! THAT MOULDY, DISGUSTING PIECE OF--" "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!! Who is Professor Lupin shagging? Who is it that's pregnant?" Hermione grabbed Black's arm to look strait into his eyes. "SNAPE! SNAPE!" He spat the name out as if it were the foulest word in the whole world. It took a second to register in their minds exactly what he'd said. Ron and Harry both thought they were going to be sick, their skin taking on a distinct shade of green. Hermione however wasn't so affected. To her it didn't really matter what the two adults did, if they loved each other then it was okay with her. What really intrigued her was the fact that one of them, a man, was pregnant. What spell or potion had brought that about? Had it been done before? Were they any books to read on it? This called for a trip to the library. But that would have to wait till later. Right now she had three very upset boys to calm down.
"Yes Albus. He ran out before I could try to explain." As soon as the aged Headmaster saw Snape he flooed Pomfrey, practically dragging the poor woman over to where Severus sat cradling Electra to his chest. Albus now paced a slow steady circuit in front of the desk as he listened to Lupin's tale. "This is dreadful business." He stopped, fingers rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Sirius will no doubt have went strait to Harry, from where the information will spread quickly." "You really don't think Harry would tell--" "I do not think Harry would speak of this to anyone, but unfortunately his friends are another matter. Their conversations have been overheard before. It is only a matter of time, you know very well Remus that once a secret is out it spreads like a wildfire through the entire student body." "Yes," the werewolf remembered what it had been like shortly after Severus had revealed Lupin's secret to the students. "What will you do about this Albus?" "Tonight, yes tonight I'll make an announcement during the evening meal. I will make it very plain to all what is going on. There will be no room for any speculation afterwards." Pomfrey wrapped a warmed blanket around her patient before reporting her findings to the Headmaster. "I'd like to take Severus to the hospital wing Headmaster." Worry crept into his voice. "Was he hurt? Were the twins?" "The babies are fine. But Professor Snape is suffering from a light concussion, bruised throat, and shock. He needs healing and a warm, quiet place to rest where he's safe." She then turned her eyes to the young pup Severus held. "And I'll have to see to that dog of his. I think Black's kick at the very least bruised her ribs, possibly broke one or two. That was a hard blow for so young an animal to take." "She was trying to defend Severus." Remus petting Electra's head, gaining for his effort a tiny flick of her tongue against his palm. "Remus, go with Poppy, help her with Severus. I must go and see to Black." And while the old wizard's words were gentle the hard glint in his blue eyes didn't bode well from Sirius. Remus at that minute was eternally grateful that he wasn't in his friend's shoes right now.
It didn't take long to filter to the staff. The entire school was abuzz with the news. Professor Snape and Professor Lupin were shagging and the dreaded Potions Master was knocked up. In the Slytherin house three girls flew into a fit of hysterics at the news, babbling about how he was going to kill them now that the news was out. Between the three they spilled the whole story when pressured by their fellow housemembers. And while they approved of the girls attempt to oust Granger and Dumbledore, they fully disapproved of their failure to tell Snape of his condition. The man was the head of their house, a fellow Slytherin, and one of the Dark Lord's servants, and as such deserved respect. Where was he going to find that respect now? It was sure bet the other houses and most if not all of the faculity would be laughing at him. Draco, for his part, kept calm. With a group of other level headed housemembers they devised a plan to oversee Snape and assist him whenever they could. There was nothing that could be done to stop the pregnancy now so they might as well support him. It would be better for the girls in the long run.
His hackles rose at the thought, stomach turning flipflops as his brain supplied the imagery to go with the thought. What on earth had possessed Remus? He thought his friend had better taste than that! What could he possibly see in Snape was beyond him. The man was nothing but a stinking bastard with all the allure of a piece of five-day old roadkill in the middle of july. The hall door swung open and closed. Sirius trotted into the main room, intent on shaking his friend to his senses if necessary. Limbs froze in midstride as his eyes came to rest on a very stern looking Professor Dumbledore. Never had Black seen such anger and dissappointment in his wise blue eyes. "Ah, there you are Sirius. I do believe we need to have a little talk.."
Besides him, curled up in a ball of fur, Electra lay warm and cozy. Black had indeed managed to break one of the loyal hound's ribs which a simple healing spell mended. Poppy herself laid the dog down by her master.
Remus closed the door till just a fraction of an inch still remained open, he could hear better if Severus needed anything. "That ought to hold him till morning I think, he's a bit run down." Poppy said as she gestured for Remus to join her at her table. The school's nurse rarely ate in the great hall. She preferred to be close to her patients in case anything unforeseen occured. The house elves had already delivered the covered dishes and the smell was heavenly. Before he tucked into his food Lupin wondered how Dumbledore's little talk with Sirius went. He hoped that Padfoot was all right
The Headmaster would no longer tolerate any attacks on Severus, whether they be verbal, physical, or magical. No more pranks, no more attempts to isolate the man from the students, Remus, or the other staff members. There would be grave reprecussions for him if he failed to uphold his word this time. Very grave indeed. Then there was Remus to consider. How was he going to apologize to him? Growling, the animagi dipped the brush down into the bucket besides him, swirling it about in the soapy water. Lifting the stiff brush out he set about the task the Headmaster set him to. Cleaning the stables where some of the creatures for Hagrid's class were housed. No magic, and no certainly no anti-smelling charms. Just good ole human muscle, soap, and water. Life sucked.
"I heard he's been cursed," one Ravenclaw girl told her friend. "And he's no longer really a man." "No, no. It was a potion, like they use for gay couples to conceive." Was the one running over at Hufflepuff's table. "Snape? Gay? EEWWW!" "Well that ruined my appetite, maybe for life." Students seated in Gryffindor were running several ideas. "Do you think he was born that way, you know, to have kids?" Seamus asked. "Naw, I bet he's really ticked someone's folks off and this is their revenge." Albert, a first year chuckled wickedly. "I remember what mom went through with my baby sister. Couldn't happen to a nicer guy if you asked me." "Does this mean they'll be more Snapes?" Ginny asked Hermione. Before she could answer Ron groaned and started hitting his head on the table. "That's right!" The red-head looked sick again. "More Snapes, and he or she will probably be just like him, a miserable bastard." Harry was strangely silent. He too was thinking about Snape and his impending parenthood, only his thoughts kept returning to the question of where Sirius was? He hoped the animagi was all right, Sirius was the only real family he had left. "Your attention please." A hush fell on the hall as the Headmaster stood. "Now I know that all of you by now must have heard something about Professor Snape. Yes, the rumor is true; Severus is indeed pregnant. BUT REMUS LUPIN IS NOT THE FATHER." He waited for a moment to allow the whispers to die down. "We believe that Professor Snape is the victim of some student's ill-aimed trick in potions class." Here he saw several Slytherin girls and Draco squirm on their seats nervously. Perhaps it would be beneficial to speak to those youngsters later. "For the record Professor Snape is not gay, the children he carries were conceived completely by magic. As to who the real father is that is quite simple; I am." Here Professor McGonagall spit out her drink and started coughing, Flitwick and Vector slapping her on the back. Trelawney just gave that knowing little smirk of hers and continued eating. Sprout was going on about how wonderful it would be to have babies among the staff to teach again. Hagrid was almost bouncing with excitement. Sinistra mumbled something about more rats in the hole and setting some traps in a less than a benevolent tone. The remaining staff didn't seem to care one way or another. Amongst the students there were mixed reactions as well. When it was revealed that the Headmaster himself was the father of Snape's unborn children there was a collective sigh of relief. With a great man like Albus Dumbledore as a parent how could these children go bad? Of course you did have to take into account that the man was as crazy as a loon half the time. Others were quite sick. The words 'Snape' and 'parenthood' simply did not go together in many students books. It was bad enough that he had to teach them, what were they supposed to do now that he was breeding, filling the world with more horrible tossers like himself. "Well, maybe this is better than Remus. I mean, Dumbledore won't let him hurt them." Ron smiled. "Right Harry?" " I guess you're right Ron but still, I have to wonder why Snape's going along with this." *~*~*~*~* The morning after Dumbledore's announcement began as it usually did. Students rising and getting ready for another day of learning, attending breakfast before setting off for their first class of the day. The faculty seeing to their own meals, checking over the studies they planned for each year's class. Breakfast was certainly loud today, the whole school was still in an uproar about yesterday's revelations. Most accepted the Headmaster's announcement of the facts, but a few still held out there was more to the Potion Master's pregnancy than they were being told. Of course Ron Weasley had to be one of these holdouts. "It just doesn't make sense, that's all I'm saying 'Mione." the red-head said to his friends. "I just can't see Snape as capable of being all..all.." "Maternal?" Hermione supplied. "Yeah! Maternal. What would a oudious snot like him know about caring for babies? Why would he want them in the first place? He's made it perfectly clear over the years he hates children." "All right, I admit that you do have a point," grugingly agreed Hermione. "Professor Snape certainly hasn't been the model of a caring parent. But maybe he will be with his own flesh and blood." "Maybe, maybe not. I'd still like to know what he's planning though." Harry remained silent. He himself had some doubts about Snape's intentions. The man had been nothing but cruel and overbearing to his students over the years, most especially to Harry himself. But at that same time he'd come to Harry's rescue, saving the boy he swore he hated from death time and time again. Severus Snape was a man of many contridictions. Perhaps it was time Harry tried to sort them out. Because of Sirius blurting the truth of Snape's condition to them and later Dumbledore revelation at dinner the trio had forgotten their earlier plans to spy by way of Harry's invisiblity cloak. "Why don't we find out," he said to his friends. "Tonight, we'll see what Snape's really up to." "Yes! Now that's more like it." Ron whooped.
That thought made him grimace. The situation was bad enough without the threat of students attempting to coddle their teacher looming over his head. Electra sniffed and explored as they went. She never tired of examining her home, everything here changed so much the Corgi was sure she could spend her whole life here without ever cataloging all it's scents and secrets. Looking over at her master the dog reassured herself that he was all right before resuming her exploration. She was just sniffing the toe of one old suit of armor when one of the most delicious odors she'd ever smelt wafted to her. Black nose twitching she inhaled again. Ah! Heavenly! Such a rich aroma! Electra swung her head about, determined to find the source of that mouth-watering smell. THERE!! Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, came around the corner, waving her tail lazily about. A hungry light crept into her amber eyes as Electra leapt forwards, mind singing with joy. ( Cat! CAT!! Yummy, yummy, yummy!!) Despite her lack of magical bloodlines Mrs. Norris was an intelligent cat, one that knew the value of instinct and when to listen to it. And right now her instincts were screaming at her to turn tail and run the oppposite direction with all possible haste! The old cat gave a wheezing hiss, fur bristling, tail resembling a bottle brush, and bolted back down the hall she'd just come up. Electra was on her tail in an instant, baying like a foxhound on the hunt. "Electra!!" Snape yelled. "STOP!!" The two animals dissappeared around the corner. There was a bloodcurdling yowl and the sound of falling armor. After a second Electra came trotting back to him, looking a bit miffed but still quite pleased. The cat might've got away this time but she'd left a little memento behind. Stopping before her master, Electra plopped down on her furry rump and began eating her prize, chewing with relish the sweet meat. Snape couldn't believe his eyes. Surely that wasn't what he thought it was... It couldn't possibly be what it looked like.... Peering closer Severus sighed. Yes, it was indeed exactly what it looked like. Electra had torn off about six inches off that mangy old cat's tail and was now in the process of devouring it. Another bite and it was done, the only remaining evidence was a bit of blood and fur stuck to the Corgi's muzzle. "Electra, why did you do that?" He asked, not knowing why since she couldn't talk. Amber eyes looked up at him. (( Cat....good...yummy..)) He blinked. What in Merlin's name was that? Wait a minute. Didn't the woman at the shop say that these dogs were slightly telepathic? And the book did speak of them learing to mindspeak only with their masters. Yes! This must be that bond beginning to form. "Electra did you just say that cats are...yummy?" The dog rolled her eyes in exasperation. (( Cat..yummy!!)) "Oh for--Well, I'd best warn Minerva then. Can't let her become some kind of walking doggie treat....though the idea has some merit." He chuckled but disposed of that thought. Albus wouldn't like hearing about one of his faculty being eaten by a cat-craving dog. Perhaps he should go now. Albus would be in his office by now, checking the load of mail that landed on his desk every day. A simple levitation spell would see him up the stairs. ( I simply can't wait to see his face when I tell him.) So went the duo. Man and puppy, making their way up the many ever-changing stairs.
"Perhaps it would be best if we cut right to the heart of the matter," said Dumbledore calmly. "I believe that the four of you know all the facts behind Professor Snape's condition. Your current position would be much better if you talk willingly." "What will you do to us?" "That Ms. Parkinson will not be my decision. Since Professor Snape is the injured party I believe he has the right to choose your punishment." Here the youngest girl, Millie Devine, burst into tears. "We're doomed! Doomed I tell you!" She sobbed, fat tears rolling down her face. Dumbledore offered her a handkerchief which she gratefully accepted. However he wasn't about to take it back after she blew her nose in the bit of cloth several times. "Does that mean we'll be expelled Sir?" Morgana asked. "I think Severus can be persuaded not to take things that far Ms. Dunwich. However, whatever punishment he deems fitting may well make you wish you had been expelled." "Yes Sir." The seventh year slumped back in her seat. She was glad the Headmaster was speaking so honestly about this, lying about their chances would only hurt in the long run. "Mr. Malfoy I must express my disapointment in your part in this whole affair. I would have thought you at least would put the health of the head of your house first. There are any number of complications which could have injured and even killed Severus before we knew what was happening. By keeping the pregnancy a secret you endangered Professor Snape's life." Draco kept his head lowered, eyes fixed on his clenched hands. It did hurt to think about that. Professor Snape was the one person he looked up to. Not even his own parents could lay claim to a fraction of the trust and respect, and maybe even love, the blonde felt for Snape. To know that his decision might have put Snape in danger.... As if summoned by their thoughts Snape himself came into the Headmaster's office. "Ah Severus!" The Headmaster quickly rose, coming around the desk to escort the younger man to a chair. "Did you climb all those stairs up to here? Poppy will be furious, you really shouldn't exert yourself so!!" "Really Headmaster, what sort of idiot do you take me for. I levitated up." Snape snarled, attempting to break free of the old man's guidance, all to no avail. Dumbledore refused to back down, leaving only when he was satisfied that Severus was comfortable. Black eyes drifted off the Headmaster to the huddled girls and the despondant Draco. "And what are my students doing in your office Headmaster? Surely they are innocent in whatever mischief's being blamed on them." Like the flick of a wand Dumbledore's light blue eyes lost their amused twinkle. "Unfortunately Severus they have already admitted they were the perpertrators." Snape grumbled under his breath. "And what have they done?" "Ms. Parkinson, Ms. Devine, and Ms. Dunwich are the ones responsible for your pregnancy. Mr Malfoy discovered this but kept the information to himself." Here was the moment that the children had dreaded. Snape finding out.Their only measure of solice lay in the fact that Professor Snape was finding out about this here in the Headmaster's office and so should refrain from attempting to kill them outright. Dire thoughts did indeed spring into the Potion Master's head. Oh, what he could do to these children! The jobs he could foist off onto them. Foul brews for Sprout and Pomfrey. That nasty concoction for Hagrid's little pets he didn't want anyone to know about. Those thoughts must have translated to his face for all four students cringed back from that menacing visage. However tempting those were Snape couldn't find himself to remain angry with them for long. "Before this goes further I wish to hear the whole story, and I do mean 'whole'." "Y-yes Sir." Ms. Parkinson started, the other three jumping in to add a point when Pansy slipped over it. As Pansy had predicted Dumbledore was not at all pleased when he heard who their intended target was. The Headmaster did indeed hold the Gryffindor house in high regards, and Potter and his friends even higher. An attack on Hermione Granger was sure to anger the aged wizard immensely. He was about to say something when Severus lifted up a restraining hand. "I believe I've heard enough." The four steeled themselves. This was it. As Millie had foretold, this was doomsday. "Whatever ill will you bear for Ms. Granger is irrelevant. However, the facts that you didn't anticipate accidents and their consequences and failed to inform me of the possiblity of this pregnancy is very relevant. Fifty points from Slytherin for each of you, everyone must write a 20 page essay on my pregnancy which I expect on my desk completed by Wendsay, and all four of you will be serving detentions with Filch for the next two month. Are you finished with them Headmaster?" Albus was for the moment too shocked to move. Who was this setting in his chair? What was he and what had he done with the real Potions Master? "Headmaster?" Snape's voice "Yes, yes. You may go." "Report to Filch tonight at 8 o'clock for you first detention. Now leave!" Severus snapped, sending the four students scrambling out the door like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Once he was sure they were gone Dumbledore turned his attention to the chuckling man. "Wasn't that a bit lenient?" He asked curiously. "Possibly," Severus replied, absently rubbing his stomach. "But I can't punish them for giving me this one chance at parenthood, even if it was by accident." What on earth did he mean by that? Before he could request Severus explain his last comment the door burst open and Argus Filch stormed in, cradling in his arms his cat who now sported a white bandage on her shortened tail. "Headmaster!! Look at what those horrid brats have done to my dear Mrs. Norris!!" The man sobbed admist his anger. The next second chaos erupted. Electra saw Mrs. Norris and gave a lusty howl, attempting to leap from Snape's lap. The Potions Master was hard pressed to hold onto his companion, despite her size and youth Electra was surprisingly strong. Mrs. Norris upon seeing and hearing the one who'd tried to eat her alive screeched like a derailing train. She shot out of Filch's arms, a blur of dust-colored fur and terrified yowls, streaking out the door and down the stairs. Electra growled in frustration. The sweet yummy cat had gotten away again! And she didn't even get a bite this time!! Glaring up at her master she slumped back down in his lap, a pouting look on her muzzle. "YOU!!" Filch screeched, pointing a finger at the young dog. "It was you wasn't it!! You mained my dear cat!!" Rather than look ashamed of her actions Electra proudly lifted her head high. ( I'd do it again in a heartbeat. That's one sweet piece of meat running there.) She licked her jaws in fond memory of her recent treat. That only served to anger Argus even more. "You filthy little mutt!! I'll kill you--" "You will not touch Electra." Severus' voice was low and deadly. The sheer danger in that voice transmitted to the enraged Caretaker for Filch backed away from the seated man. Anger still burned within his eyes, only now mingled with true fear. If there ever was anyone in the castle who could surpass Argus Filch in the ability to instill fear in others it was Severus Snape. Argus turned to Dumbledore. "Headmaster!! Please! That creature's dangerous!! Surely--" A raised hand brought the man to silence. "I understand that you're upset about this Argus, but really. Cats and dogs have been chasing each other since they were first domesticated. This is nothing new, just an interesting bit of life new to Hogwarts. I'm sure that Severus will see that Electra leaves Mrs. Norris alone from now on." It was plain to see that Filch was still seething inside but he knew that the Headmaster would turn aside any appeal he made. The man was protecting that little mangler. Of course it was to be expected. The dog belonged to Snape, and Snape was carrying the Headmaster's children. With one last hate-laced look at the Corgi, who was at that moment giving the cantankerous man the raspberries, he stalked out of the office in search of his cat. "I trust you have an explanation about this Severus?" Albus' eyes twinkled. "Yes. It seems that Demi Corgis, or at least Electra here, have a taste for felines." He rubbed on the tri-color's warm fur, soothing both himself and his pet. "Oh dear, that is a problem. I must inform Minerva about this." "It would be best. Electra seems to think that cats are delicious, she ate the torn off bit of Mrs. Norris's tail." ( Next time it'll be more than the tail.) Electra promised. "A few students should be informed as well, lest their companions end up as Electra's dinner." He scratched under the pup's chin, illiciting a throaty groan of approval. Unfortunately the Headmaster didn't get the chance to inform Professor McGonagall of this unusual aspect of Electra's dietary preferences. Several important letters arrived from the Ministry that demanded his immediate attention and he simply couldn't break away. So it was that to Severus fell the task. Some say that Murphy was a muggle, others an insane wizard who took one too many hits to the head with a blunger. Whoever he was his laws came into effect at the worst possible times. Like right now.... Severus was just going to have a word with Minerva before her next class started. He opened the door, expecting to see the Transfigurations teacher setting up her chalkboard or checking papers. Here's where good old Murphy stepped up to the plate. Minerva McGonagall wasn't seeing to her setups or writing notes, the animagi was setting atop her desk, preening her grey striped fur in the sunlight. ( CAT!!!) Electra leapt forwards before Severus could stop her. "MINERVA RUN!!" Snape shouted. The other teacher didn't need to be told twice. On hearing Snape's shout and seeing the oncoming dog with teeth barred McGonagall jumped off the desk and ran out the door, Electra hot on her heels. The hound was almost drooling in anticipation. This cat was plumper, the scent sweeter. She would taste far better than that skeletal Mrs. Norris. Snape chased after them as best as his condition allowed. He watched as Minerva tried every trick in the book to fend off the Corgi's charges. She leaped and twisted, ducked behind or beneath funiture and suits of armor, scrambled up to the top shelf of display cases. But Electra was a step behind her every inch of the way. It was clear the dog held more stamina than the Animagi did, sooner or later Minerva would falter and she'd be at the mercy of the hungry dog. Then it hit him. "CHANGE MINERVA!!" She almost missed that last foothold. "CHANGE!!" Change? That was it!! Electra moved in for the kill as her prey stopped. She rushed forwards, teeth bared, ready to bite down on the sweet flesh. Only when she closed her jaws her teeth encountered not the anticipated meat but layered folds of fabric. Disgusted she spat out the foul tasting cloth and looked up into the wide eyes of Professor McGonagall. ( Where's the cat? Bring her back! She's mine! I caught her! My treat!!) Electra snarled and growled at Minerva, voicing very loudly her complaints at her prize being snatched right from her very jaws. "My word Severus! What on earth is wrong with your pet?" McGonagall asked breathlessly. That was the most strenuous workout she'd had in quite a long while. "Perhaps we could set down somewhere while I explain?" He himself was a bit winded. When the witch said at the shop that Electra would be much stronger and faster than her size implied why didn't he think to ask her just how fast and strong? "Of course. We can have some tea." Minerva allowed Severus to guide her. Electra dragged along behind them grumbling and cursing the human Murphy, vowing to bite the git right in the family jewels should she ever meet him.
The day had certainly been full of surprises. First Electra popping her little cat hunger, the confrontation with Filch, and the near devouring of McGonagall. And if that wasn't enough there was the events in his own classes. For many years Severus had cultivated a reputation as a severe and intimidating teacher, a mean, biased, and cruel indivdual that favored his own house while working against all others, most especially Gryffindor. Students passed on to their siblings tales of his bullying. With all that he'd done one would think that he was one of the most, if not the most, hated teacher in the entire school. So why on earth were the students now bending over backwards to help him? The only explanation he could come up with was because of his pregnancy. Children from every class had offered to help pass out material for the day's lesson, collect papers for him, and assist in cleaning up for the next batch of students. Everytime he went to sit there was a boy or girl there to steady him, and again when he moved to rise. Little tidbits kept ending up on his desk along with suggestions from students who had younger siblings. They offered him the remedies their mothers used when pregnant on the various aches and symptoms. A few were incredibly strange and didn't strike him as being usable, while others sounded very promising. Those he'd kept to show to Poppy tomorrow. If she approved maybe they might help him navigate though some of the rougher patches. Stipping his robes off Severus headed into the bathroom. A nice hot shower would ward off a bit of his discomfort and wash away some of the tension he was carrying. Once again he scrubbed till his hair was sparkling clean. Snape was beginning to like the feel of clean hair. Done, he dried off and donned his night robe. The warm and inticing scent of chicken and herbs assaulted his nostrils the moment he opened the door. His stomach growled, reminding him he hadn't eaten much earlier. There was Remus and Dumbledore setting up the table, laying out plates and pouring the drinks. He frowned when he saw Black, in Snuffles form, laying quietly over to one corner. He didn't want the Animagi near him, not after the man had threatened him and nearly hurt his children. But Electra was keeping the brute in line. It was a rare sight, watching a pup pacing before a dog many times her size, shooting sharp glares and ominious little growls at him every time he moved so much as an inch. For his part Black looked frustrated. It was obvious the man wanted to transform but couldn't, the pup would tear into him the moment she realized who he was. "There you are Sev, come on over and sit down. The house elves really outdid themselves this time." Remus greeted the other man with a friendly smile. "Very well. I suppose I can put up with the two of you long enough to eat." His sneer only brought an ever bigger smile to Remus' face as the werewolf helped him set down. "I expected that you might wish to avoid the Great Hall tonight. Perhaps it would be best if you took your meals here till the talk dies down a bit." Albus smiled as poured Severus a nice glass of milk. The meal was indeed delicious. Chicken pot pies stuffed with tender white meat and vegetables, a lovely garden salad, fresh baked bread, and lemon meringue pie for desert. Both men kept his plate full, talking all the while about the day's events, keeping Severus distracted enough that he hardly noticed how much he'd managed to eat. Remus dished up a plate for Sirius. He offered Electra some but she refused. The dog would only except treats or food from her master.
Electra, seeing that her master was comfortable and safe, hopped down from the chair she strolled out of the room, heading towards one of the storerooms. "Where's she off to?" The werewolf asked as he took his seat. "To use the litterbox I expect." Snape replied. "She's box trained?" Remus was astonished. "I didn't think you could do that with dogs." "Why not, you think I could take her walkies whenever she needed to go? Besides, you've got Black potty trained don't you?" Dumbledore chuckled, the image of Remus taking Sirius for walkies popping into his head.
Even better, whoever that person was had also left the door to Snape's private rooms slightly ajar. It only took a little effort to ease the heavy oak door wide enough to slip through.
For Albus, Remus, and Sirius this was a side of Snape they'd never seen before. "Severus? May I ask a question?" Albus ventured softly, trying not to dislodge the Potions Master from his current mood. "Hmm? Of course Headmaster." Severus' voice was soft, the words languid. "What exactly did you mean in my office today? When you said this one chance at parenthood." A shadow passed over Snape's eyes. "I believe you know Headmaster the effects of prolonged use of the Cruciatus Curse. Insanity once a victim has been under it's influence for more than ten minutes." "Sadly yes." Dumbledore sighed, gazing into the fire with tired eyes. "Poor Longbottom's parents were driven insane by it's use. They're both in St. Mungo's, neither are ever expected to recover." "I remember that all too well. But have you ever heard of what the effects of repeated short term use of the curse can do to a human body?" When the two men and dog in his audience shook their heads he continued. "Voldemort always did enjoy torturing his Death Eaters for the slightest mistake, even if there wasn't one he'd make up some excuse that he could use as justification for cursing us. Those that fought the curse, that held out against screaming or begging, he cursed more often than the rest. He got off on it you see, the pain he inflicted on others excited him. Of us all I fought the most, so I was cursed the most." He stopped for a moment to collect his thoughts. "I can't even begin to count how many times the bastard cursed me during my first year as a Death Eater, I lost count after 42. As I said, repeated exposure does damage to the victim's body. In my case it rendered me sterile." "Severus!" Remus was besides the man, reaching out for his hand. Now Dumbledore understood. "I've known for many years now that I could never father children. When I was a child I dreamt of finding a wife and having a large family. I should have known better than to harbor such dreams. Once my condition was discovered I cut myself off from everyone, even the one I loved. I couldn't bear to tell her I couldn't give her the family we both so wanted. So I let her go, forced her away from me and back into the arms of her old boyfriend." "Lily." Remus breathed. "Yes Lupin, I loved Lily, I would've married Lily. But I wouldn't burden her with this heartache. She was meant to be a mother Remus, and she was such a good one. It still hurts you know, to look at Harry and see Lily in his eyes. He should've been my son, should've had a better upbringing, surrounded by a loving family as big as the Weasleys. But that wasn't to be." "Severus I never knew," Albus was kneeling in front of the younger man, tears threatening to spill from his glistening eyes. "What good whould it have done if you had known Albus? There was nothing you could've done to reverse it. But now thanks to Ms. Parkinson and her cohorts I have the chance to become a parent." "These two," he smiled at his stomach. "They're going to be so loved Albus." "Indeed they will be. You will make such a splendid mother." Dumbledore laid his hand atop of Severus' stomach, feeling his children move within the younger man's body. One black eyebrow rose but he didn't comment on the word mother being applied to him. It was the truth after all; he was the one carrying them within his body so that made him the mother if one went by the dictionary's definition. Though if the man ever said outside of Snape's private quarters he'd find himself singing sorprano. Within the corner Harry, Hermione and Ron had heard the whole thing. Now Harry understood a bit more about Snape and his hatred of him. Perhaps he could now find a way around it and become friends with the Professor who had loved his mother. It was Ron who reminded them they should leave before they were caught. At that moment Electra came back into the room. Additional scents alerted the Corgi there were more people in the room than before. Slipping into invisiblity her eyes easily picked out the mass in the corner. Snarling she charged, grabbing ahold of the fabric and holding fast. In the visible world the tranquility of the moment was shattered by the sounds of growling and muted cursing. Electra popped into view, tugging on something she held fast in her teeth. Something which was covering several someones. Their shoes were now visible. "POTTER!!" Snape roared. "Oops." Harry's voice said. *~*~*~*~* You could've heard a pin drop in the silence that followed Potter's little exclamation. Even Electra was silent, waiting for her master's orders. Finally Dumbledore rose and stepped over to where parts of the three youths could still be seen peeking from beneath the cloak. "I think that we might dispense with this for the moment." The old wizard reached out and pulled the garnment off, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione completely visible. "Well, well, if it isn't Potter and his cohorts." Snape sneered. "Haven't you ever heard of the old saying that curiousity killed the cat." Electra perked up. ( Cat? Where's the cat?) "What brings you here, unwanted and uninvited, to my private chambers? A little easedropping? Pinching a few potion components? Or are you just attempting to irritate me more than you do all day?" The Potions Master advanced slowly.
"We just wanted..." Hermione began but faltered beneath Snape's withering gaze. "Go on child," urged Dumbledore softly. "We just wanted to make sure everything was all right." She meekly replied, knowing it was a lame excuse the minute it left her mouth. "Indeed. And you expect me to believe that?" He shook his head at the thought. When Snape next looked at them the familiar sneer was firmly set in place. "What kind of ignorant git do you take me for!!???" "A bloody big one." Ron muttered under his breath. Unfortunately his little comment did not go unheard by the Potions Master. "Of course you're right Mr. Weasley, you being an expert on the subject of gits. Now I ask again WHAT WERE YOU DOING SNEAKING INTO MY ROOMS?!!" Before any of them could answer Severus suddenly gasped and doubled over. For an man reputed to be 150 years old Dumbledore could move surprisingly fast when he wanted to. He reached Snape's side before the striken man could hit the floor, pulling him close. With one sweep he had Severus cradled in his arms, carrying him the bed. Remus jumped for the floo powder the second he saw Snape in distress, calling for Poppy. Albus eased Severus onto the bed. The younger man was pale, sweat beaded his brow as he gritted his teeth against some inner pain. "Severus! Severus! Tell me where it hurts!" Unable to talk at the moment Snape's hands fell to his stomach. Behind them a rush of fire heralded Madame Pomfrey's arrival. "Severus, stay calm, breathe for me." Poppy's calm voice sent a wave of relief through them all. Casting about with her wand the school's nurse took a reading on her patient. Another flick of her wand sent a warm golden glow floating down. Whatever spell it was she cast it helped for the lines of pain disappeared from Snape's face and his breathing became more calm and even. "There, that's better isn't it?" She smoothed back his hair. "Just relax now, everything's fine." "What's wrong with him Poppy? Is it the twins?" asked Dumbledore worriedly. "Nothing's wrong," she said softly, continuing to stroke and calm her patient. "Just these two were being a bit more active than normal. Reacting to his agitation I expect." "What?" "Kicking, they were both kicking Albus." Severus whispered, still a bit shocky from the double assault against his innards. "Why don't you try and get some rest Severus, you'll feel a great deal better when you wake." Poppy urged him, casting a sleep spell. He was out like a light in a heartbeat. "There, that should give him a few hours rest. He'll be sore for a bit though, that really was a rough row those two had going there." "Thank you Poppy, could you please stay with him till I return? There is something I have to do." "Of course Albus." The Headmaster then turned his attention to the trio who'd started all this. "Harry, would you and your friends follow me please?" "Ye-yes Sir."
His eyelid fluttered open. He blinked at her, looking disoriented and disheveled. "How do you feel now Severus?" the old nurse asked as her patient returned from the realm of dreams. Besides him Electra whined her own query. "Hurts," he mumbled still not fully awake. "Show me where dear." His hand slid down to cup around his stomach. "Here." "Right where I thought it would, let's just try this then." With careful prodding she urged him onto his back and allowed her to open his robes to expose his bare stomach. Removing a jar of lavendur-colored cream from her bag Poppy extracted a large dollop, rubbing it between her hands to warm it before application. Snape hissed as the greased hands touched his skin bringing him fully back to awareness. He remained still as the old nurse continued to rub the sore muscle rememdy on, keeping the pressure just hard enough to ensure best benefit from the salve without adding to the already aching area. Breathing in the faint herbal smell he cataloged the salve's components. Not one he was very familiar with. Snape wondered if Poppy had the recipe. "That feels absolutely splendid Poppy, what is it?" Pleased with the mellow tone to the man's normally snide voice Poppy wiped her hands off and handed him the jar. "Aurora's soothing salve, made to ease sore muscles and joints associated with pregnancy." "An excellent mixture, I feel much improved." One long fingered hand came to rest on his stomach, feeling the twins sedated movements within his body. "Poppy, I've been meaning to ask you a few questions about this." "Eh? Why haven't you Severus? You know I'm perfectly willing to answer them, anything to make this whole situation easier for you." She sat down on the bed. In a show of appreciation the pup laid down besides Poppy, allowing the old nurse to pet her. "Albus and Remus always seem to be hovering about somewhere. I'm surprised they're not here right now." He looked around as if expected the two to apparate into the room as if summoned by his question. "The Headmaster is no doubt still talking to Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Granger. Professor Lupin and his dog went to see if he could mediate matters." At the mention of Potter's name the Potions Master's face darkened. Potter, always Potter. Why couldn't the brat have for once minded his own business. Must he always have to know everything, even if it didn't concern him? Well, for once maybe he'd get the punishment he deserved. After all he and his cohorts were caught red-handed entering into a teacher's private quarters without permission. Surely Dumbledore would give them something more substantial than a slap on the wrist and a stern talking to. "None of that now!" She tapped the end of his nose when that nasty frown began creeping back onto his face. "What did you want to ask me?" Severus actually blushed in embarassment for a second before regaining his composure. "I noticed this some time ago, what is it?" His finger traced a dark line of skin down the center of his abdomen, stretching from his breastbone disappearing down into his boxers. "Oh that, that's normal. It's called the linea nigra, it's just a pigmentation change in the skin brought on by all the hormones released during pregnancy. It should fade after you've given birth." "Should?" One black eyebrow arched up. "Well, on some women it never fully fades away. All we can do is wait and see what happens. If it persists and bothers you I can remove it after you're healed up." Snape sighed. "Yes please. I'd rather not go through the rest of my life looking like some sick zebra." "Next question?" So Severus spent the next two hours asking every question he had on his pregnancy. Poppy was surprisingly full of knowledge on the subject and explained everything to him, even going so far as to conjure up several visual charts to demonstrate her words. The last question had just been successfully answered when Dumbledore bustled into the room. "Severus, how do you feel now? Everything all right?" The old wizard sat down on the other side of the bed, one hand coming to rest on Snape's still exposed midsection. "Better Albus, Poppy's remedies have taken away any lingering pain." "Good, good. That is most welcome news." Albus beamed, watching the skin just to the left of his hand rise up a fraction as one baby kicked. "Still active I see." "A good sign. Severus just needs to watch his own reactions. You have to remember dear that these little ones are going to react to your emotional state. The more aggravated you are the more they're going to move." "Then I shall endeavor to be more placid." The younger wizard eyed the older one. "And what pray tell did you do with those little miscreants? Nothing too strenuous I hope." He asked snidely. "Actually they will be serving detention for quite some time. Filch will be most happy with that I'm sure." He closed his eyes, a sad look on his lined face. "I've always been willing to be lenient where young Harry is concerned, making allowances for his inquistiveness in the light he often ends up confronting Voldemort at the end of each year. But entering your quarters without permission and agrivating your condition simply couldn't be tolerated." "Simply amazing," Severus said in his best sarcastic tone. "You actually are trying to be firm aren't you?" He snorted. "Filch ought to instill a bit of disipline into the brats, but not nearly enough to curtail such outings. The boy attracts danger like a magnet, and on those rare occasions when it fails to find him he simply goes searching for it." "He's just been trying to have a bit of fun. Harry's life has been very hard Severus, the happiest times of his life have all been here at Hogwarts and with the Weasleys over the summer." This earned him an icy glare. "And my own life was better? I suffered far more at the hands of my realitives and schoolmates than Potter ever has, and never once did I receive an ounce of concern from you back in school." Dumbledore flinched. Here was a very touchy subject.
"That was so long ago Severus..." "For you perhaps, but I must live with the after-effects every single day," one hand rubbed his left arm. Dumbledore laid his hand on top of Snape's, stopping the motion. "I know I can never make up for my mistakes Severus, but I--." Snape pushed aside the old man's hand. "Spare me your maudlin promises, I neither require or want them now. Perhaps had they been offered many years ago things might've been different." Why did he have to bring this up now? Surely the man must know he did consider him a friend, one of the very few he had, there was just some black moments in that friendship between them that were better left untouched. Dumbledore tried to speak, but his voice refused to work. There was something stuck in his throat that simply refused to budge. Tears blurred his vision. He blinked and several fell, wandering down his weathered face to wet his snowy white beard. ( Oh great! He's going all mushy on me!) Severus rolled his eyes heavenward. "Oh, very well! Do what you wish, you're going to anyway. Just quit crying, you're going to ruin my sheets." Like a beam of sunshine on a cloudy day Dumbledore's mood brigthened immediately. "I promise I will make things up to you Severus, mark my words I will!" And with that the old man pulled the younger into a hug. Snape growled, cursing his own maternity-spawned drive to comfort. What had he done to deserve this? Finally the old man released him. "Just watch Severus. I will make matters better. I promise." "I can hardly wait," he drawled smoothly, trying not to shake his head. Somewhere out there someone must really be getting a good laugh out of all this.
When informed the Headmaster immediately contacted Bill Weasley and asked if he might be willing to step in and take Professor's Snape's place as potions instructor till Severus had recovered from delivering the twins. Having always wanted to try teaching the oldest Weasley son accepted. Naturally Snape did not take the news of his replacement too well. "What exactly has possessed you!" He hissed sharply, eyes narrowed in anger. "I am perfectly capable of teaching my classes Headmaster. There was no need to bring Mr. Weasley back to Hogwarts." "Now Severus do try to see this clearly. Poppy has expressed a concern about your health. You're practically grey and out on your feet at the end of each day. You fall asleep as soon as you stop moving." Blue eyes now grew serious. "Such exhaustion cannot be good for yourself, or the children." Both the Headmaster and Poppy had noted that while Severus didn't care too much about his own comfort and health he was devoted to his children. If there was anything he could do to ensure their safety he'd do it. "Very well," the black-clad man settled down a bit. "I concede, you have a valid point. But couldn't you have given me some warning? At the very least consulted me as to who might be best to handle my classes for now?" Just the barest hint of smile played about Dumbledore's mouth. "And who would you have picked?" Albus waited patiently for his answer. Snape finally growled low in his throat. "Mr. Weasley." "See? There was no need to consult you on the matter. We both knew young Bill was best suited as a substitute for you. What use would it have been for me to consult you?" "At least I would've have the pleasure of arguing with you." "I shall keept that in mind for next time." "There'd better not be a next time." "Just a little farther Severus." The ancient wizard urged the younger one onwards down the torch-lit hall. "Where on earth are you taking me Albus? I have better things to do than waste my time on your frivilous ventures with Arthur Weasley's muggle finds." "Nonsense! I know very well Poppy's curtailed your classroom duties. Bill Weasley's doing an excellent job filling in for you." He nudged the man to keep him moving. "He may do well with the children but "He may do well with the children but the man
couldn't lay out a course "It can wait a little longer Severus. Ah! Here we are!" He
patted the "Very well, let's get this over with." Snape growled. "The
sooner I see "Right this way then." He opened the door and bowed Severus inside. The room was completely dark. "Albus, what is the meanin--" With a bright burst the torches lit all at once. "SURPRISE!!" Severus blinked in astonishment. The room was filled with people, "Wha-what is this?" He stammered. "What's it look like silly? It's a baby shower." The nearest
person, "A baby shower?" Still in shock Severus didn't fight as
the werewolf "A baby shower." he caught Albus's eyes, fixing on the
twinkling blue "Of that I'm sure Severus, but in the meantime why don't you
just set Snape snarled silently. He would bide his time, sooner or later
that Luckily no one attempted to force the guest of honor to wear any
sort Many would pay for the indignities of this day. The only redeeming factor in this whole fiasco was the much needed Finally the time for the presents came. "Here Professor," Draco offered a silver and green wrapped
to the Severus reluctantly accepted the gift and carefully began stripping
the "Oh! For Prospero's sake Sev! Don't you know how to unwrap a present?" Snape sneered menacingly at the werewolf. "I prefer not to
damage the "It's just wrapping paper, that's half the fun in getting a
present; Rolling his eyes Severus quickly ripped off the remaining paper
rather
"Do you like them?" the Slytherin asked softly. Severus blinked, he had to answer the boy, to thank him for this
gift. So it went for the next hour and a half. When at last the last package was unwrapped and the gift inside
held up Neither one of the twins would need clothes washed that first two Professor Sprout gave him a changing table. Flitwick found a lovely Minerva gave him sheets, comforters, and blankets, each with an
animal Trelawney had surprised everyone by not only coming down from her
lofty "Read through that, they'll be a test later." She winked
at him, though When it was all over Snape had received the majority of items necessary Exactly how many socks did two babies need? Before leaving everyone pitched in and carried his booty back to
his "Be honest with me Severus, that really wasn't so bad was it?" "Very well, I concede that. But please refrain from springing
such "Of course, of course." Albus chuckled, stroking the younger
man's soft "A rarity here," the sad whisper barely reached the old
man's ears. Grief rose once more in Dumbledore's heart. He watched silently
as ( What would you have been had I not failed you?) The old wizard With one final look as the sleeping man Dumbledore retreated to
his own Poppy smiled as her special patient entered the hospital wing right
on "Good morning Professor, you're looking well today. Good night?" "Quite good actually." Snape allowed a small smile to
grace his face. The nurse assisted Snape in laying down on the bed they were using
as "Any problem I need to be aware of? Notice anything off?" Poppy
began
"Hurts there?" "The babies were very active earlier. I suppose I should make "Try resting more. Have you been taking your supplements?" Poppy
pulled "Every morning Poppy, just as you perscribed." Both turned towards the door as it opened. "Oh! Good morning Headmaster." Poppy greeted the ancient wizard. "Headmaster." His title and a short nod was all the greeting
he "My mail was surprisingly light today, so I finished early.
I thought Here Snape found himself hard pressed not to blush, shooting a Several times over the years Dumbledore had seen the Potions Master
in During the last few exams however Poppy had preformed some Seeing his discomfort Pomfrey patted Snape's arm. "I just need
to run a Grateful that the woman had understood his unspoken plea the So Albus settled down in a chair besides the bed, watching as the "Well? What's the verdict." Snape asked, at the moment
being too "Excellent." Poppy beamed. "Both you and the twins
are very healthy. Albus let out the breath he'd been holding. With all that happened "Ouch!" Snape yelped. "Another goal?" Poppy's little joke didn't mask her concern
as she "Must have went into overtime." There was that smile again.
It was "Goal? Overtime? What are you two talking about?" The
confused man kept "Here Albus, give me your hand." Guiding his hand to Snape's stomach Poppy positioned it just over
the "I see what you mean." Again the bump came, though not
so strongly as "No need to fret Albus, it may be a bit on the painful side
but it's Worries temporarily abated Dumbledore's curiousity rose once more. Snape squirmed, feeling a bit uncomfortable as Albus's hands moved "What is this Poppy? Is it a foot?" Dumbledore's voice
was filled with Another set of hands joined the Headmaster's. "No, no, that's
actually "And this?" His hand moved to cup a larger protrusion. "A head naturally." Both of them laughed softly, poking and prodding him like he was
one of "As much as I hate to interupt this little exploartory expedition
I "Of course Severus." He was quite grateful for the steadying hands which assisted him
up but "Remember Severus, same time next week." She called after
the wizard as "That woman." He groaned, his slow pace easily matched
by the older "Yes, Madame Pomfrey is a wonderful woman. We're quite lucky
to have Passing by the Great Hall Snape noted that lunch would be starting By Merlin's beard! What had posessed these children? They said they Besides him Albus fought not to burst out into laughter. The sight
of As they ate Snape noticed Albus' hand kept slipping into his pocket
to "What have you got there Albus?" He asked quietly so as
to not disturb "Oh, nothing, nothing at all." Albus grinned innocently
and Snape . Once finished, they retired to Snape's quarters since the Potions As Albus was helping him remove his shoes the mysterious item fell
out "What? Oh dear! Here now, give me that." Albus said as
he all but dove "Could I have that back Severus?" Dumbledore attempted
to retreive his Eyeing the old wizard Snape opened the box. Nestled within a bed of red silk was a ring. A rather gaudy one
at "Oh Gods!" Severus breathed. "Do not tell me this
is an engagement "No! No! No! It's nothing like that!" Albus was frantically
waving his Where had he heard that term before? "There's a little bit of my soul embedded within that ring
Severus. "But to bind a piece of your own soul! Albus, if someone like
Lucius "I expect the ring to remain a secret between us Severus, no
one else Tentantively the other wizard reached out, folding Snape's fingers
over There was something infinitely appealing to having the Headmaster
at "You're welcome." And Albus was back to his kindly grandfather
bit. "Albus." "Yes Severus?" "Does insanity run in your family? Or were you just dropped
on your A grin to rival the cheshire cat's blossomed on the old man's face. Snape raised his eyes to the ceiling. "Oh Merlin! Why me?" Naturally he didn't get answer. Why should he? Whatever insane deities But you can't get drunk on milk and fruit juice. Damn. *~*~*~*~* Today had not been a good day for Severus. Albus, and the whole
school, The man was absolutely impossible! He wanted Remus to move next
to And the students! If they weren't trying to offer him assistance
they Even his own body was betraying him. His emotions were currently
riding And what was it with all this sleeping?!! Then, if all that wasn't bad enough, Voldemort had to go calling! He knew Albus had forbidden him to go if called, but right now he Of course it would have to be Lucius Malfoy that would be the first
one "Well, well Severus, seems you're letting yourself go a bit." His
oily "What are you talking about Lucius?" Severus sighed, in
no mood for "Why that lump of lard you're carrying around there," the
elder Malfoy Sudden anger rose like a hurricane in Snape. Unknown to him Lucius Malfoy had just committed a major sin in the
book "WHAT!! HOW DARE YOU!!" Severus whipped out his wand. "I
AM NOT FAT! It was the first time in years Snape had used one of the unforgivable "What is happening here?" Lord Voldemort demanded as he
emerged from "Malfoy made the mistake of calling Snape fat Master." Goyle said. "He's not fat Master, he says he's pregnant." Crabbe added
before his "Pregnant? How very interesting." Voldemort lowered his
wand and walked Snape's head jerked around. "But he called me fat." His
voice was "Quit being a child and let him go, he did not know of your pregnancy."
Before Voldemort could say something that could get him killed another "They just don't know what you're going through Severus. It's
very "Everything's so messed up!" Tears were actually rolling
down Snape's The man stepped forwards and took the crying Potion's Master in
his His soothing tone was slowly toning down Snape's mood. "Babies," he "Even more reason to sit. Maybe we could have some tea." Snape allowed the man to lead him back to the stately old house. "Do Crabbe and Goyle sighed in relief. "That was close." "Yeah, he's really got it bad, poor bastard." Behind them their Lord was getting a little upset."Would either
of you "Snape's having mood swings Master." Goyle went first. "Every
man whose "Yeah, one minute they're all nice and sweet, the next it's
rabid "Hmmp! My wife almost did. Caught her standing by the bed with
a "Are these mood swings truly that dangerous?" Voldemort
was astonished. Caught up in their discussion of the hazzards of maternity Voldemort's "Oh yes, mainly because you never know what will trigger the
next one. "Luckily Tortura was here, if anyone can handle Severus it
would be "And that's because?" "He has five children Master." Every man with the exception of their Lord shuddered. "Man must be a masocist." "How did he do it, that's what I want to know." "You got that right. I have only one child and nearly got mained
for "Perhaps we should leave them alone for a bit, till Severus
calms "Yes Master." "And someone drag Lucius over here and wake him." Goyle
and Nott Several hours later the meeting was over and almost everyone had Lucius tried to linger behind, his desire to hex Snape couldn't
hide Voldemort stepped into the library and immediately saw Tortura setting "Good evening Master," the red-head rose and greeted his
Lord softly. "I shall not punish you for this Tortura as you served me well
by "The basics of it are that some of his students decided to
get a "Dumbledore?" Scarlett snake eyes widened. So that explained
the Then a sight which would send most men screaming into the night Not an evil smile which promised painful death, but a rare delighted Tortura shivered. On the couch Severus moaned and shifted, his hand unconsciously
rubbing Severus awoke to the sight of the Dark Lord himself on his knees "This pleases me my Faithful One. There is great power in them,
I can "Heirs?" He finally managed to whisper, too shocked to
speak any "Yes. It is only fitting that I take Dumbledore's children
as my own. "Tortura, see that Severus is returned safely to Hogwarts." His
eyes And with that the evil wizard bent down and placed a tender kiss
on the Thankfully the Dark Lord thought those tears his servant shed to
be The minute Severus was safely back within the Hogwarts strong walls
he He hardly noticed the worried look of the ghosts or the one which The next thing he knew he was in the bathroom, seated in the tub.
Warm "..happened? Severus, can you hear me?" That was Dumbledore's voice. He was the one scrubbing his back. "Slowly Albus, he's had a scare. Don't push him too fast." Lupin, Remus was here too, gently soaping his arm. "Albus?" He blinked, looking up into blue eyes filled with concern. "Severus? Where have you been child?" "He wants them.." "Who Sev?" Remus asked. "Who wants them?" "Voldemort. He wants my babies." Here Severus curled up
a little "Severus you promised me that would not answer his summons." "No I didn't, you forbid me to, you never made me promise." He
replied "You went to spite me." said Albus softly, sadness etching
his already "He knows they're yours. He wants them Albus, he wants to make
them This not only upset the Headmaster it enraged him. How dare he!! Reaching out he took one of Snape's long fingered hands in his own. "Albus, you can't! He'll--" Severus' protests were silenced
by the long "Believe in me Severus, Voldemort will never lay his hands
on your Snape sighed, leaning into the touch. It was a comfort that he took His only solace lay in the affection and friendship from a precious The food arrived and both men sat and talked to Snape as he ate, "There now, you just get some sleep," Albus stroked Snape's
clean "Albus?" He asked sleepily. "Hush child. Rest." Dumbledore whispered a small spell,
sending the Snape slept all the way through morning, not even showing signs
of The first sight to greet his eyes was the still figure of Hagrid His shifting around alerted the bed's other occupant. Electra woke from her nap to see her master awake. The Corgi hopped
up, Hagrid awoke with a snort. "Huh? Professor Snape! Yer awake!!" The Calming Electra down Snape looked on as Hagrid busied himself about
the "The Headmaster's run ter the Ministry, Fudge's up in a row
abou' "How that man manages to hold his position is quite beyond
me." Snape "Right myst'ry that." Hagrid agreed. "Gotta have
sum pull, the great "How long have I slept?" He noticed the sun streaming
through the gap "Abou' 10 hours. Poppy said fer us to let yeh sleep." "That long?" No wonder his stomach, as well as various
other portions "Here now! Whatta yeh doin'?" Hagrid rose, restraining
the smaller man "Hagrid, I need to go to the bathroom. Unless of course you
wish for me The big man bellowed one of his great laughs and offered the smaller "And what pray tell is that monstrosity over there?" "Ah..erm..nothin'." Severus eyed the half giant warily, it was unusual for Hagrid to "Aw Professor. It's jus' a gift fer yeh babies." Large
fingers twitched That was true. Amidst all the shower presents there hadn't been
a "On that matter you've hit on an embarrassing truth." He
sighed and
Severus bit back the caustic reply that came unbidden to mind. "I Hagrid was only too happy to oblidge. He picked up the gift and
placed Beneath that worn old rag sat one of the most splendidly crafted
baby "Made it meself," Hagrid pulled himself up proudly. "Those
little tykes Long fingers trailed across the fine mahogony finish, feeling the "I'm sorry, it's not such a fine thin' as yeh probably had..." "No, no, it's beautiful," Snape felt himself strangely
moved by the Hargid was really such a sweet man.... "Crikey! Yeh like it? Oh-hey! Are yeh cryin' Professor?" Out
came a "What's going on here Hagrid?" Remus followed the nurse
over to the "Don't know, I jus' gave 'im a present. Made it meself." "Oh, I understand." The old nurse chuckled. "Well I wish someone would enlighten me." Severus sniffed,
attempting "Mood swings Severus. Hormone-driven changes to your emotional
state." "For others perhaps, but not for me." This was intolerable!
Here he "Right now Severus this is natural for you." "Great, just bloody wonderful!" Now he really was upset. While Hagrid wrung his hands and worried that he'd done something
wrong "You're enjoying this," he whispered to the werewolf. "Yeah," Remus "Just don't get too comfy, this is just a temporary thing.
When I get "Okay Sev," Remus bit the inside of his cheek to keep
from laughing.
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