THE SAVIOR OF THE WIZARDING WORLD

When Harry opened his eyes, the first thing that he realized was
that he was in some type of cell. The second thing that he
realized was that he had an agonizing headache. He closed his
eyes and tried to bring a hand up to his head, only to find that he
couldn't move. He figured that he must be lying on some type of
camp bed, but he wasn't sure since he couldn't move his head.

Harry wasn't sure how long he'd lain there before he heard the
footsteps outside of the cell door. When the door opened a man
in black robes entered. Harry couldn't see his face.

'I'm being held by Death Eater's, then. No surprise there.' Harry
thought.

The Death Eater came closer and bent forward so that his face
was only inches away from Harry's. "Mr. Potter, I am only going to
say this once, so listen closely." He paused, and Harry blinked
his eyes hoping that the Death Eater understood that he would
cooperate. He recognized the voice as Professor Snape and
hoped the man was going to help him escape.

"I need you to do everything that I tell you to do. If you don't
cooperate you could get injured or worse." He left some things
unexplained but Harry knew that he never wanted to find out what
'worse' was.

Snape continued, "I am going to tell you some things that you are
not going to like. Please understand that I have tried my best to
avoid this."

Harry blinked his eyes in confusion, but Snape just kept talking.
"You have been unconscious for two days now. I have sent word
to Dumbledore, but no one has been successful in a rescue
attempt yet." Seeing Harry's worried look Snape reassured him.
"No one has been killed trying to rescue you. A few injuries, but
nothing permanent."

As if just realizing why Harry couldn't speak, Snape mumbled,
"Oh, the binds. Well, it was nice not having to listen to your
ignorance for a while." He looked at Harry, his wand pointed at
the Gryffindor's chest. "I'll take them off but you had better
behave." Then he said a few words, and Harry found that he
could move again.

Harry tried speaking, "Sir?" His voice was dry and raspy.

Snape shook his head. "Don't speak. I need you to listen to me
before Malfoy gets here. I've stalled as long as I can. The Dark
Lord wants you raped, and he was going to let Malfoy do it. I've
asked that I be allowed to be the one that does it, and he's
granted it."

Harry let out a sigh of relief, but stopped when he saw the dark
look on Snape's face.

"Malfoy should be here in a few minutes. He asked to watch.
There was nothing more that I could do." Snape hung his head.

Harry shook his head. "This can not be happening. Oh Gods.
You have to rape me in front of Lucius Malfoy." He looked at
Snape. Surprised by the guilt and sadness on the man's face,
Harry reached a hand out and tentatively touched his arm. "I'm
sure you've tried to get out of it. We'll just have to do it. There's
nothing else we can do."

Snape reached into his pocket and pulled out a jar. "This will
make it easier. I want to prepare you a bit before Malfoy gets
here. It wouldn't seem much like rape if he knew I was using
lubrication."

Harry nodded. "Okay. You need me to take off my pants?"

Snape sighed. "Yes. Do you want to do it yourself, or should I?"

Harry looked unsure. "I don't know. I know it's weird, but I'd feel
better if you did it."

Snape nodded. "Okay. We need to hurry."

In less than two full minutes, Harry had his trousers down and
Snape had worked enough lubrication into his entrance that two
fingers slid in quite easily.

Snape stood up and wiped his hand on a handkerchief. "When
Malfoy gets here you need to act afraid."

Harry nodded. "That shouldn't be too hard."

Snape continued, "When I take you, you need to act like you are
in a lot of pain."

Harry nodded again. He had pulled his trousers back up and
then lay back down on the camp bed.

When Malfoy came in Snape stopped pacing and growled, "It's
about bloody time. Mr. Potter knows what's going to happen.
He's been given a mild calming potion. And he's been warned
not to fight me or he'll get hurt worse."

Malfoy smirked. "Oh, now, Severus, are you in a hurry to get into
the Golden Boy's trousers?" Snape knew that Malfoy was still
upset that he had stolen that honour from him. So instead of
answering, he went over to Harry's bed and sat down.

"Make yourself comfortable, Malfoy, because I intend to take my
time and enjoy this." He added silently, 'And do my best to make
this less horrible for Harry.'

Harry turned his head to see Lucius pull a handkerchief out of
his robes and transform it into a chair. "On with the show,
Severus. The least you could do is make this enjoyable to watch
since you had to have the brat all to yourself."

Severus reached over and started unbuttoning Harry's robe.
'Thank the Gods he's not a virgin. I couldn't live with myself if I
took that away from him, too.' Severus had seen the boy coming
from the Astronomy tower with that Finnegan boy quite a few
times.

Harry tensed when Severus finished unbuttoning the robe and
pushed it from his shoulders. Lucius laughed. "Scared, Potter?
He hasn't even begun yet."

Severus ignored him, concentrating on Harry instead. "Sit up,
Potter."

Harry obeyed and sat up on his bed. Snape finished pushing his
robe off. Then he reached down and pulled off Harry's jumper,
too.

Harry sat still and waited for Snape to tell him what to do next.
But Snape didn't speak. He just pushed Harry back down onto
the bed and finished undressing him.

He heard Lucius groan beside him. "I have no idea what you did
to deserve to be the first, Severus; but after this experiment is
over I will have this little wretch all to myself."

Snape had begun unbuttoning his own robes now. When they
were completely unbuttoned however, he did not remove them.
Instead he unzipped his trousers and knelt at the end of the bed.

Pushing Harry's legs apart with his hands, Severus moved up
the bed to lie on top of him. When he leaned down to place a
sucking kiss to Harry's neck Malfoy stood up.

"Severus, can't you take that damned robe off? I want to watch,
and I can't do that with your robe covering everything up."

Snape turned his head to Malfoy. Reaching a hand up to caress
Harry's face he said, "Watch his face. That's the best part of him
anyway. You can see all of his emotions on his face."

Malfoy smirked. "Oh, I'll watch his face, all right. The little brat can
suck me off while you fuck him."

Snape glared at Malfoy. "He will do no such thing. He is mine
right now. And the plans I have for his mouth do not include
having your prick shoved in it."

Lucius sneered, "Very well, Severus. You can have him all to
yourself today, but I will have him sooner or later."

Severus smirked, "If you are quite done whining, then I shall
carry on."

Severus reached one hand between his and Harry's bodies. He
positioned himself at Harry's entrance and saw Harry's eyes
widen. He couldn't say anything to make the young man feel
better, so he reached his other hand under Harry's hips to pull
him up a bit. Then he moved the hand between them up to
Harry's abdomen, to rub reassuring circles.

He felt Harry relax a little, and he knew he needed to start before
Malfoy threw another fit. Severus pushed forward a bit. Harry's
eyes widened and he scrambled away from the intrusion.

Malfoy laughed. "Did that hurt, Potter?" He stood up and leaned
over Harry. Lucius grabbed both of Harry's shoulders and forced
him to the bed. "Come on, Snape. He's not going anywhere this
time."

Severus closed his eyes and slammed his hips forward. He
heard the scream that ripped itself from Harry's throat, and
fought the urge to pull back out and stop.

Malfoy was smirking when he sat back down. "Music to my ears.
Enjoy this, Potter, because when I get you, you'll be screaming
the whole time."

Severus leaned down with the pretence of sucking on Harry's
earlobe, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry, Harry."

He began moving in and out, using short thrusts. Harry was still
making some small whimpering noises, but he had also moved
one hand under Severus's robe and shirt to grip his back.
Severus took that as a good sign.

Severus moved the hand on Harry's abdomen lower and found
the young man's half erect cock. He began stroking him in time
with his thrusts.

Out of the corner of his eye Severus saw Malfoy move. When he
turned his head the blond haired man was sitting in his
transfigured chair. He had his long, elegant hand wrapped
around his prick and was stroking it.

Severus noticed Harry's whimpers had changed. He was no
longer whimpering in pain, but mewling softly with pleasure.

Severus leaned down and captured Harry's lips with his own.
Harry gasped as the thrusts became deeper. Severus took the
opportunity to plunge his tongue into Harry's open mouth. He
kept plundering the younger man's mouth until the need to
breathe became unbearable.

When Severus finally pulled back Harry's eyes were glazed over.
His lips were red and puffy. He was the perfect picture of
debauchery.

Snape was over come by the image beneath him. He whispered,
"Gods, you are so beautiful." But no one heard him over the
moans of the three men in the room.

Severus sped up his thrusts and continued pumping Harry's
cock. He heard Harry's cry of release just a fraction of a second
before he felt the tight channel around him clench and the hot
liquid spill between them. He thrust a few more times before
plunging in as far as he could and filling Harry with his own
seed.

It was a few minutes before they recovered, but when they did
Severus was reluctant to hear what Malfoy would say about him
letting Harry cum. When Malfoy spoke all his fears were
alleviated.

"Well done, Severus. Our little whore even enjoyed himself."

Lucius was buttoning his robes when a commotion broke out in
the hallway. He turned to Severus who was getting dressed
slowly and still watching Harry.

"Snape get dressed. I'm going to find out what is going on out
there." Lucius had his wand ready as he left the cell.

Severus spelled Harry's clothes back on, and leaned down to
whisper to Harry, whose eyes were still closed. "I really am sorry,
Harry. You're safe now. They're here. You're going back to
Hogwarts."

Harry's eyes opened. "It wasn't that bad. It didn't really hurt as
much as I thought it would."

Severus nodded his head before his eyes widened in
understanding. "Please tell me that that was not your first time."
His eyes pleaded with the young man on the bed.

Harry shook his head. "Yes, it was."

Severus was about to say something else when the door burst
open. Remus Lupin was standing in the doorway. Seeing Harry
he smiled a bit before returning his gaze to Severus.

"You've had sex with him. You raped Harry. You make me sick.
Wait until Sirius hears about this. What he will do to you will
make you wish that I had killed you right now."

Harry jumped off the bed and ran over to Remus. "No, Professor
Lupin. Professor Snape did what he had to do. It wasn't rape."

Remus was still glaring at Severus. "You mean to tell me that
you willingly had sex with Snape and Malfoy?" He turned to look
at Harry, whose eyes were wide and confused.

"Harry, I'm a werewolf. Even in human form I can pick up any
scent in a room."

Harry shook his head. "Malfoy didn't touch me. Professor Snape
wouldn't let him."

Snape stood. "Enough. Lupin, stun me and get the fuck out of
here."

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Everything after that happened so fast that the next thing Harry
knew he was in Remus's arms in the hospital wing at Hogwarts.
He looked around. Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick,
Professor Vector, and Hagrid were all standing in a circle around
them. Their wands were all pointed at Remus.

Harry looked around in confusion for a couple seconds before
the teachers lowered their wands and made room for Remus to
move between them. He walked to the nearest bed and laid
Harry down on it. Before Remus could move out of the way
Madame Pomfrey was waving her wand and scanning the young
man on the bed.

Remus turned and walked back out to the other teachers. He
was giving his full account when Sirius and Dumbledore came
through the entrance to the hospital wing.

Sirius was already calling for Madame Pomfrey before he even
spotted Remus. "Poppy, is Harry here? Did Remus bring him
back yet?"

Remus grabbed one of Sirius' arms and shook him. "He's fine.
Poppy's checking him over as we speak."

Sirius grabbed Remus and gave him a bone-crushing hug.
"Thank you so much for saving him."

Remus shook his head. Looking down at the floor he said softly,
"Don't thank me yet."

Sirius eyed his long-time companion wearily. "What do you
mean by that?"

Remus continued to stare at the floor and shook his head again.
"Why don't you go and see Harry?"

Sirius went to his godson's bedside. Madame Pomfrey had
finished her examination and left Harry to talk to his godfather.

Sirius went through all the normal concerned questions, to
which Harry answered that he 'was fine'. Harry told Sirius that
Severus had kept him safe until Remus had rescued him, which
in his mind was not a lie.

When Sirius left Harry begged Remus not to tell anyone about
what Snape had done. It took some convincing, but finally
Remus agreed.

Harry awoke that night to a hand stroking the side of his face.
When he opened his eyes, the sight that greeted him was not
one that he would have expected. The curtains were drawn, and
standing beside him with his hand still on Harry's face, was
Severus Snape.

Severus stayed silent, so Harry whispered, "Professor, what are
you doing here?"

Snape smirked. "You don't have to whisper. I've put up silencing
charms."

Harry nodded. "Okay. Well, did you come to tell me not to tell
anyone about what happened?"

Severus shook his head. "No. I've already seen Remus, and he
told me that you've sworn him to secrecy." He turned away from
Harry and started pacing. "But it doesn't matter. Everyone will find
out anyway."

Harry got out of bed to stand in front of Severus. "No one ever
has to know. I will not let you be condemned for saving me."

Snape reached out a pale hand to trace Harry's jawbone. "I didn't
save you."

Harry covered the hand on his face with his own. "Yes, you did
save me. Malfoy would have done horrible things to me, but you
stepped in and took his place so that I wouldn't suffer."

Silence followed, so Harry continued, "I've been in love with you
for months now. It's okay with me that you were my first. I wish it
could have been under different circumstances, but maybe we
can try again later." He laughed at his joke, but stopped when he
saw the look on Severus's face.

"Harry, even if you were in love with me, you won't be after I tell
you why Voldemort had you kidnapped."

Harry looked confused, so Severus continued, "You are a very
powerful wizard, Harry. Voldemort thought that if you had sex with
a pureblood and became impregnated that your child would be
even more powerful than you."

The confusion still showed on Harry's face. "But I can't get
pregnant. And why would Voldemort want us to have another
powerful wizard or witch on our side, anyway?

Severus put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Voldemort was going
to keep you until you had the baby, and then he was going to take
it and have the other father raise it to follow him." He looked at
Harry. "You were given a potion to make you become pregnant
as soon as you have sex with another male."

Harry looked up in shock. "May- maybe the- the potion didn't
work." He looked hopeful.

Snape shook his head. "I made the potion, Harry."

The younger wizard's face paled, his eyes rolled back in his
head, and his body went limp. Severus caught him before he fell.

When Harry came to, he felt safe and secure. It took him a
moment to realize that it was because he was being held on
someone's lap, wrapped in a pair of strong arms. Then he
remembered what Severus had told him that caused him to faint.

Harry groaned and lifted his head. "We're really going to be
parents?" He whispered.

Severus nodded.

Harry looked down at his flat abdomen. He laid a hand on it. "A
family. I'll really have a family." He looked at Severus hopefully.
"Can we be a family?"

Severus held Harry tighter. When he spoke it was quiet. "You and
your baby will be a family, Harry. I can not be a part of it."

Harry looked down at his hands. "I'm sorry. I lost touch with
reality for a moment. There's no way you would ever want to be
with me. You don't want to have a child with me. You just saved
me from having Malfoy's child."

Snape shook his head. "I had no idea that you were given the
potion."

Harry's head dropped to Severus's chest. "I don't want to do this
alone."

Severus held Harry impossibly tighter and rocked him back and
forth. "I'll try to be here for you as much as I can, but no one can
know that I am the father of your baby. I am the only spy close to
Voldemort. We can't jeopardize that."

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The next day Harry announced in the Great Hall that he was
pregnant. He would no longer be able to play quidditch, or go to
some of his lessons. He refused to say how it was that he had
become pregnant or who the other father was. Most people
figured it was a spell gone wrong, so Harry decided to let them
think that was what happened. Looking at the Slytherins, though,
Harry knew that they had a good idea of what had really
happened.

Remus and Sirius showed up at the school again. Remus knew
Harry was lying about accidentally using a spell on himself while
he was studying, but he kept his word and didn't tell anyone
about Severus. Sirius was disappointed, but promised Harry that
he and Remus would help him in any way that they could.

Ron and Hermione were very supportive. They knew that the
cover story was a lie, but they didn't pressure Harry to tell the
truth. Hermione was even checking books out of the library about
male childbirth and taking care of infants.

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On his was way down to Severus's chambers the following
evening for his potions theory class, Harry ran into Blaise Zabini.
The sixth year Slytherin grabbed Harry by the arms and pushed
his back against the dungeon wall.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Harry Potter, the
pregnant queer." He laughed as he pressed his body tightly
against Harry's. "I know the truth, Potter. And I bet you loved every
minute of it." Blaise bent his head and licked Harry's neck.

The hands that had been holding Harry's arms at his sides slid
down to cup his arse through his jeans. "I bet you're a nice tight
piece of arse, aren't you?"

Harry brought his hands up to push Blaise away, but stopped
when he felt the other boy's hands on his stomach. Blaise shook
his head. "Now, now, Potter. If you fight back your baby could get
hurt." Blaise pushed a little to get his message across.

Looking Harry in the eyes, the Slytherin reached down to cup
Harry's soft cock. "You aren't going to fight anymore, are you?"

Tears ran silently down Harry's face as he shook his head. The
moment he dropped his hands from the Slytherin's chest he saw
Blaise's eyes widen with shock. A long pale hand was on
Blaise's shoulder pulling him away from Harry.

"No, he won't be fighting anymore, Mr. Zabini. He won't have to
because you are going to leave him alone from now on."

Severus took Harry by the arm and guided him into his
chambers, where he promptly collapsed into the older man's
arms. The Potions Master guided Harry to the sofa in front of the
fireplace. He sat down and pulled Harry into his lap. Harry
leaned against the older man. Severus tucked Harry's head
under his chin and looked down at the young wizard. Harry's
hands were covering his abdomen, as if still expecting someone
to try to hurt his unborn child.

Severus reached one hand down to slide beneath Harry's. He
rubbed small circles on the young man's stomach. "No one is
going to harm our child, Harry."

Harry lifted his head. Wide green eyes, shining with tears, gazed
at Severus. "Our child?"

Severus sighed. "Yes, Harry, our child."

Harry's hands left his belly and found their way behind Severus's
head. He whispered, "Thank you," before he placed a light kiss
on Severus's lips.

Harry watched Severus's face intently after he pulled back. When
the black haired man said nothing, Harry brought their lips back
together. The kiss started slow, just a brushing of lips. Then
mouths parted and quick darts of tongues hesitantly tasted the
other. Soon the kiss grew heated. Tongues explored every
crevice in the others mouth, and lungs were begging for air.

Harry was the first to pull away. He laid his head on Severus's
shoulder and started placing small kisses above the older
wizard's high collar. He brought one hand down and began
unbuttoning Severus's robes. Severus's voice brought Harry
back to reality.

"Harry, we can't do this." Severus's voice was soft but stern.

Harry stopped kissing Severus's neck to lift up his head. "Why
not? And don't tell me it's because teachers and students can't
have sexual relationships. I'm already pregnant with your child."

Snape rolled his eyes. "Voldemort, Harry. He would use this
against us if he ever found out."

Looking into eyes darker than night, Harry smiled. "It shouldn't be
too hard to pretend you still hate me."

Severus shook his head. "I want this as much as you do, Harry.
We just can't take a risk like this."

Harry laid his head back down to resume his kissing as he
pleaded. "Please, Severus. I need you. I need this. I feel like I'm
going crazy."

He moved his head back slightly to look at Snape again.
"Please," he whispered as he moved the hand that the older
man still had on his stomach down to his erection.

Harry didn't have to wait long for his answer. Severus's hand had
started rubbing Harry through his trousers.

Harry moaned and pushed his hips forward. "Severus, please
make love to me."

Severus's hand stilled. "No, Harry. Touching you is one thing.
Having sex with you is another thing completely."

Harry's hand found it's way to Severus's hardened cock. "I know
you want this, too. So, for one night, let's forget about Voldemort
and just let go."

Harry could tell Severus was having trouble thinking rationally as
he massaged the dark haired man's penis. He smiled to
himself.

Severus lost all thought completely as Harry unbuttoned his
trousers and slipped his hand inside. Suddenly he couldn't
remember any of his reasons that they shouldn't be doing this.
He shifted and pushed Harry down into the couch. He brought
his lips to Harry's and kissed him softly.

"Just this one time, Harry," he said when he pulled away.

Harry nodded, and Severus leaned down to kiss him again. He
swept his tongue over Harry's parted lips and was eagerly met
with Harry's own. They took turns exploring each other's mouths
until the need to breathe became overwhelming.

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of
it. He knew Severus was waiting, but he stayed silent.

Severus stroked Harry's cheek. "What's wrong? Do you want to
stop?"

Harry shook his head. "No. I was thinking that, maybe, we could
use a bed this time, but it's no big deal."

Severus continued stroking Harry's face. "Yes, it is a big deal.
You deserve to be treated with respect, and I was not able to
honour that the first time."

He stood up and reached down to the young man lying on the
sofa. Severus pulled Harry to his feet and wrapped his arms
around the raven-haired teen. "I'll make it up to you this time. I
promise."

Severus took Harry's hand and led him into his bedroom. Once
inside, they quickly shed their clothing and began kissing again.

Severus bent down to gather Harry in his arms and lay him down
on the huge four-poster bed. He began placing small kisses
over Harry's face moving to his neck and shoulders. Severus
moved down the younger man's body, slowly kissing every inch
of skin he could find. When he reached Harry's navel he moved
to his left hip, kissing the whole way down his left leg. Then he
kissed his way back up the right leg.

When he had mapped out Harry's entire body in kisses he
settled his body between the younger man's legs. He leaned
down to capture Harry's mouth in a soft but passionate kiss. At
the same times their tongues met, their erections did also. Harry
gasped and bucked his hips.

Severus reached a hand down to still Harry's hips. He held the
younger man still while he slowly thrust his cock against Harry's
a few times. He wanted to take things slowly and give Harry as
much pleasure as he could, but he knew neither of them could
wait long.

Knowing the young man beneath him was probably getting close
he reached for his wand on the bed beside them. He used a
lubrication spell to make his fingers slick before slowly teasing
one digit around Harry's puckered entrance and pushing it
inside.

He thrust the finger in and out, watching as it disappeared inside
of his young lover time after time. When Harry began pushing
back against his hand and making soft cooing noises, Severus
added a second finger. He gently pushed in until he found the
small raised area that was Harry's prostate. Making sure to
brush across it every couple of thrusts he soon had Harry
writhing in pleasure.

When Harry began begging Severus for more he scissored his
fingers a few times and added a third. He watched as Harry's
small hole stretched around his fingers. He knew that he
couldn't keep this up much longer. He needed to be inside of the
raven-haired Gryffindor.

When Severus removed his fingers, Harry mewled in protest.

"Shh. One second," Severus soothed before quickly whispering
another lubrication spell with his wand pointed at his straining
member.

He quickly positioned himself at Harry's entrance. He leaned
down and captured the younger man's lips in a searing kiss as
he eased himself inside Harry's tight heat. They continued
kissing until Severus was completely sheathed inside of his
lover.

Severus pulled back from the kiss and let out a low groan.
"Gods, you are so tight." He looked down at Harry, taking in the
flushed face, the swollen lips, and the lust darkened eyes. "And
so beautiful."

Harry pulled Severus back down for another kiss before
whispering, "Please move. I need to feel you moving inside of
me."

Severus continued to watch Harry's face as he pulled out a little
and slowly thrust back inside. He was watching for any sign of
pain, but only saw lust and pleasure. He pulled out a little further
and heard Harry gasp as he pushed back into him. He repeated
his movement and smiled as it provoked a moan from the
younger man.

As pleasure overtook both men, the pace picked up. Harry had
his legs wrapped around Severus's body and was pulling the
older man to him with every thrust.

Severus was caught off guard when Harry's channel clenched
down on his prick and a warm wetness spurted between their
bodies. The feeling of Harry's muscles spasming around his
cock overwhelmed him, and he pounded into Harry before
releasing his own seed into the Gryffindor.

Severus collapsed on top of Harry. When the younger man
groaned, he rolled to the side. He wrapped his arms around
Harry and pulled him closer. Sleepy green eyes blinked up at
him. Severus brushed the damp fringe away from Harry's face
and kissed his forehead.

"Go to sleep. I'll wake you in an hour." Severus whispered in
Harry's ear.

Harry nodded and snuggled closer.

Severus waited until Harry's breathing evened out to reach down
and rub the younger man's flat abdomen. He whispered, "I love
you two so much it hurts."

He was startled when the raven-haired teenager placed a hand
on top of his and said sleepily, "I love you, too."

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The next few months passed quickly. Harry continued to be
privately tutored in some of his lessons. His pregnancy
progressed normally. And he and Severus maintained an
intimate relationship without anyone finding out, except maybe
Dumbledore. The old wizard knew almost everything that went
on inside of the school.

Since Harry could no longer play quidditch, he and Hermione
would watch the Gryffindor's practices from the stands. Which is
what they were doing one particular Saturday.

"I hate being pregnant." Harry whined as he hoisted himself off
the bench. "I feel like a whale, and I have to pee every half hour."

Hermione looked up at him from her book. "You don't look like a
whale. You've hardly gained any weight or size at all, just your
round little tummy. And you only have a month and a half to go."

Harry smiled at his friend. "I know 'Mione. In six weeks I'm going
to have a child, but right now I'm going to have wet trousers if I
don't go and use the loo."

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Harry was just about to zip up his trousers when he felt
someone press himself up against his back. A hand reached
around and grabbed his cock. A mouth pressed to his ear. "If
you're done using this for the moment I'd like to have my turn
now."

Harry was turned around and pushed against the wall between
the urinals. He was once again face to face with Blaise Zabini.
Blaise smirked. "There's no one here to save you this time,
Potter. I'm going to do what I want this time. And then I'm going to
hand you over to the Dark Lord."

While Blaise was talking, Harry was slowly reaching for his
wand. He was just about to close his fingers around it when
Blaise grabbed his wrist and twisted until Harry thought it might
break. Pain was shooting up Harry's arm while Blaise removed
his wand from his pocket and threw it across the locker room.

"Next time, Potter, I won't be as nice. If you want that bastard child
you're carrying to live through this you'd better behave." Blaise
hissed as he pulled up Harry's jumper to expose his swollen
stomach.

He bent down and licked the basketball shaped bulge. Harry
was sobbing openly now. Blaise stood up and lapped at Harry's
tears. "You taste so sweet."

A couple of quick waves of his wand later and Blaise was
standing naked in front of an also very naked Harry Potter.

Blaise put his hands on Harry's shoulders. "Okay, Potter, on your
knees."

Harry obeyed and waited for his next order, hoping and praying
that someone would find him soon.

Blaise took his erect cock in his hand and placed it on Harry's
lips. "Suck it, Potter. And be careful or I'll kick your precious child."

Harry opened his mouth and allowed Blaise to shove his prick
past his lips. Blaise growled, "Come on, Potter. I know you know
how to do this. I'm sure Malfoy or Snape made you suck their
cocks while you were being knocked up."

Harry closed his eyes. "Severus. I have to think of Severus. I can
get through this."

Harry started sucking Blaise's cock, occasionally licking up the
underside and flicking his tongue across the tip. Blaise moaned,
"You really are a good little whore, Potter," before he grabbed
Harry's hair and shoved his prick down the Gryffindor's throat.

Harry was gagging and sputtering when Blaise pulled him up by
his hair. "You suck dick like a professional, Potter. Maybe I could
talk the Dark Lord into keeping you around as a Death Eater
whore, instead of killing you." Blaise laughed.

Blaise grabbed Harry by the arms and turned him to face the
wall. "You had better brace yourself, Potter, because I'm going to
fuck you fast and hard. And it's going to hurt."

Harry had just placed his forearms on the wall, when he felt his
arse cheeks being spread apart. He heard a quickly whispered
lubrication spell before Blaise shoved his cock inside of him in
one hard thrust.

Harry screamed and lost his hold on the wall. Blaise caught him
and helped him regain his balance. He leaned Harry back into
him and held him like a lover.

Blaise laughed. "I told you to brace yourself, Potter. Now, put your
hands back up on the wall."

Resignedly, Harry did as he was told. He just wanted it to be over
as soon as possible. When he had braced himself again Blaise
started fucking him fast and hard, just like he said he was going
to do. A couple of times, he thrust so hard that Harry's swollen
stomach hit the wall in front of him.

When he came, Blaise bit down on Harry's shoulder, breaking
the skin. He licked at the blood. "Gods, you taste so good."

He pulled his cock out of Harry and spelled himself clean. Blaise
looked back at Harry, who was turned around now. "I think that I'll
leave you just like that, Potter. You look good with cum and blood
running down your legs."

Blaise was getting dressed when a dagger fell out of his cloak.
Harry was reaching for it when Blaise noticed. Both hands
grabbed it at the same time, and Harry felt the familiar tugging
sensation behind his navel of being transported by portkey.

When they landed Harry fell to his knees and vomited. He could
feel that the baby was agitated by the way that it was moving
around inside of him.

Blaise laughed. "Gods, Potter. That was too damned easy."

Harry lifted his head. It was then that he noticed that Death
Eaters surrounded them. He stayed where he was, trying to
cover up his nudity. Blaise stayed by his side, as if awaiting
something.

Only a moment or two passed before the floor in front of Harry
began to open up. Rising out of the floor was a huge throne.
Sitting on the throne was Voldemort. Harry tried to scramble
away from the throne, but Blaise grabbed him, squeezing down
on the bite mark he had left on Harry's shoulder.

Voldemort had moved away from his throne and was now
standing in front of Harry and Blaise. The Dark Lord's attention,
however, was on Blaise. "I see that you've had some fun with Mr.
Potter before you brought him to me."

Blaise lowered his eyes and nodded. "Yes, my Lord."

Voldemort continued, "Since you have succeeded in returning
him to me so that I may take the child. For that, you shall be
rewarded."

Blaise tentatively returned his gaze to his Lord. "Thank you, my
Lord."

Voldemort nodded. "Once the child is removed from his body, I
will bind his powers so that he is unable to use them. Then he
will be yours to do with as you wish."

Blaise dropped to his knees, kissing the hem of Voldemort's
robes. "Thank you, my Lord. You are too kind."

Voldemort turned his back on the two teenagers. He waved his
wand and a stone table appeared inside the circle. There were
shackles at both the top and bottom of the table.

Voldemort signalled to two Death Eaters, and then two more.
The first two came over and dragged a kicking, screaming, and
crying Harry over to the table. Each man grabbed a limb and
shackled Harry to the table.

Voldemort stood over Harry. He reached a long, pale hand out to
stroke Harry's extended stomach. "Your child will help me control
the world."

He raised his wand and pointed it at Harry's abdomen, but
before he could open his mouth; one of the Death Eaters at the
foot of the table raised his wand and pointed it at Voldemort.
Before the Death Eater could hex the Dark Lord, another Death
Eater stunned him.

Voldemort shook his head. "I wonder if our dear Severus was
merely concerned for his child or if he was also trying to protect
Mr. Potter."

Turning his attention back to Harry, Voldemort used a spell to
open Harry's abdomen. Harry's screamed while Voldemort
reached inside and pulled the baby from Harry's body. Using
another spell to clean the baby, he laughed, "Congratulations,
Mr. Potter, you have a daughter."

The baby took its first breath and opened its mouth to cry.
Instead of the wail they all expected a bright green light came
from the baby and filled the room.

Harry, who had been watching his daughter closely, had to close
his eyes and turn his head. When the light faded, the feeling of
being punched in the stomach jolted him. Harry opened his
eyes. All of the Death Eaters were lying motionless on the floor.
He turned his head and saw Voldemort, also lying still on the
floor. He remembered the feeling of being punched and looked
down. Lying on his bleeding stomach was his newborn
daughter. She blinked her eyes and he smiled.

"Please don't move, precious. I can't hold on to you right now."
Harry whispered as tears trickled down his face.

He was still chained to the table. He was still losing blood. And
he had no way to get help.

Looking at his daughter, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Came a snarky reply from one of the Death Eaters
on the floor.

Severus stood up slowly and walked over to Harry. He spelled all
of the chains free. He handed Harry the baby, and he healed the
incision on Harry's abdomen.

Severus walked over to the fireplace. He started a fire and
returned to Harry's side. He picked up his young lover and their
child and walked back over to the fireplace. Throwing a handful
of floo powder into the fire, he stepped in yelling, "Hogwarts's
infirmary."

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Harry was lying in bed holding his daughter. Poppy had checked
him over, healing his minor injuries and making sure the baby
was okay. Once she had determined they were both fine, she let
them have visitors.

Harry introduced everyone to his new daughter, Katlynn Lily. One
by one, Molly, Arthur, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Hermione,
and Ron each held the tiny baby girl. Severus stood off to one
side as Harry greeted his guests and answered their questions.

When Harry yawned and closed his eyes, Severus took the baby
from Hermione and ordered everyone out of the room. Everyone
except Sirius and Remus left.

Sirius glared at Severus, "Your bringing him back here doesn't
give you any rights over him or his child, Snape."

Severus smirked, "No, but being the father of his child does."

"WHAT?" Sirius screamed, startling both Harry and the baby.

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By the time the whole story had been told, and Harry had
convinced his godfather that he willingly had sex with Severus to
fool Voldemort, and that he was in love with him, both Sirius and
Severus had a black eye and several scratches. Harry and
Severus had retired to the dungeons with the baby, and Sirius
and Remus were given a guest room in Gryffindor tower, so that
they could visit Harry and Katlynn for a few days.

Harry was already in bed when Severus came in from putting the
baby to bed. Dumbledore had added a nursery to Severus's
chambers as a baby gift to the new parents. Severus lay down
next to Harry and pulled the Gryffindor into his arms. Harry
snuggled closer.

Severus whispered, "You really have a family now, Harry."

THE END