Hogwarts Revisited

Hogwarts Revisited

by FSR

Chapter Six

The next day Harry woke up early. He felt... good. It had been a long while since he felt like that. Then the memories of the day before flooded him and he had the sudden urge to cry. What the fuck is wrong with me? Wait... what's that?

He gasped and bolted upright. No! It's impossible!!! It was just once!

He was breathing in short gasps, felt dizzy and wanted to throw up. Calm down, Potter! Get a grip! CALM DOWN!!! Oh, that's better. I'll go to the library and make sure that I am very wrong about this.

***

Madam Pince almost fainted when Harry Potter materialised out of thin air in front of her. However, she wasn't the sort of woman to linger in shock for a long time.

"Professor Potter, can I help you with something?"

"No, thank you."

Chief Warlock began to wave his hand frantically while muttering under his breath. The sphere of light appeared in front of him; the next moment it disappeared with loud popping sound.

"Fuck!"

Madam Pince decided that her life was worth living and thus hurried out of the library.

Harry took a deep breath. It's very easy. You can do it. Just calm down a bit.

He repeated the process slowly. The sphere of light appeared, grew in size and then split into tiny balls, which started moving from book to book apparently searching for something.

Harry sat behind a table, closed his eyes and fought the tears from coming to his eyes.

A pile of books appeared in front of him. Harry took the one on the top, looked through it and banished it to its shelf. The next book was also banished to its rightful place without further notice. The third book was huge and very old; Harry opened it, scanned the contents, opened the needed page and began to read. With each word he read, Harry's face became more and more pale until it got nearly white. With shaking hands he closed the book and banished the whole pile.

"Found something disturbing, Potter?"

Severus Snape almost regretted his coming to the library when Harry turned his eyes to him; they were violently green with sparks that more reminded of lightning bolts than anything else. But it was too late to retreat now.

"You know something I don't?"

"Of course I do, you insolent brat." Severus' tongue was his greatest enemy.

Snape felt the powerful touch of Legilimency on the outer defences of his mind. He hastily cleared his mind and brought all the mental wards up. Nothing could have prepared him for the blow that came next. Came and shattered his shields into tiny pieces. Potions Master emitted an inhuman scream, but there was no one to hear.

"You are too clever for your own good, Snape. But you were foolish enough to let this happen to you. Now, it may take forever to gather all the shards of your mind together. You'll relive the worst memories in the process; maybe you'll come to understanding how pathetic you really are." After a moment he added, "And, maybe, you'll lose your mind. There are no guaranties." With those words Harry disappeared.

Snape was sitting on the floor and clutching his head. He slowly stood up and walked out of the library.

***

"... there is a possibility that Greyback is in Egypt. Sir? Sir! Are you listening?"

"Oh, I am sorry Jerkins. What?"

"You seem to be a millions miles away."

"I am, probably. And I do not know how to find my way back home."

"The best strategy is to follow your natural instincts."

"You'd say that."

***

Should I follow my natural instincts? It may lead to a complete disaster. On the other hand, it may give us both the chance to get what we really want. And, anyway, he has the right to express his opinion on the matter, at the very least.

***

It was Saturday morning and Draco Malfoy was busy catching up with his sleep. He was having rather pleasant dream where he was sitting in a beautiful room and was surrounded by people whom he loved - his family, when there was a thunder.

Too soon a thunder turned out to be a knocking sound on the door.

Draco was very angry; he cursed imaginatively, took his wand and strode to the door with the only reasonable intention - to hex whoever was on the other side. He opened the door to find an impatient-looking Harry Potter standing there; he tried to close the door but, of course, was unable to.

"Good afternoon, or is it a 'Good morning' for you?"

"Seeing you first thing in the morning doesn't make it good, Potter."

"Suit yourself," said Harry taking a look of Draco's room. He screwed his face in apparent distaste, waved his hand and sat himself down onto newly-conjured throne-like arm chair.

"Maybe it escaped your notice, Potter, but I am trying to sleep here, so, get the hell out!"

"I am afraid you'll have to listen to me. The matter I've come to discuss with you concerns you as well as myself."

"Come tomorrow then, or better next week."

"Now, Malfoy. Sit down."

"I'd prefer to remain standing."

Harry took a deep breath and then waved his hand in general direction of Draco who was immediately sat down onto newly-conjured wooden chair. Draco glared and tried to stand up but the next moment he was tied to the chair.

"What the f-" He was unable to complete his thought, though, because some cloth appeared in front of his face and stuffed itself into his mouth.

It seemed as though Draco decided to burn a hole in Harry's skull by the sheer power of his glaring.

"That's better."

It was probably impossible but Draco started glaring harder.

"I do not have time for lengthy introductions. I am pregnant."

Draco suddenly wanted to laugh. Then, seeing his soul mate's serious face he tried to gasp but the gag prevented him from it; instead he blacked out.

***

Harry sighed. Trust Malfoy to run away from the reality when I am pregnant here! He let Draco out of chair's ties and brought him round.

"What a horrible nightmare!" Draco exclaimed shaking his head and looking around. His eyes fell on Harry. "Potter! What the hell are you doing here! Tell me it was a nightmare!!!"

"It wasn't. I am still pregnant."

"Wizards do not get pregnant, you fuckwit."

"Well, I thought so too. As it turned out I was terribly wrong."

"And why the hell I should care! It must be Weasley's child!"

"According to Salazar Slytherin, I hope you know who he was and trust his judgement, male pregnancy is possible only between soul mates, at least one of whom is powerful enough to ... well, oppose the nature. In past thousand years there wasn't a single occurrence of male pregnancy in the world. That's probably why we haven't heard of it."

"And you are bearing my child?"

"Yeah."

"And you are so calm about it. Did you plan it?"

"I did not! Do you think I want to become... a mother?"

"How the hell should I know about your twisted fantasies! And what do you expect from me?"

"Nothing. In fact I haven't thought about what I am going to do."

"Can you get rid of-" This time Draco didn't complete the sentence because he gasped when the full meaning of what he was going to say struck him. He took a very deep breath and said quietly. "I think we should get married."

"We probably should."

"When?"

"I have to change the law first. Give me a few days."

"Alright."

Author's Notes

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