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Hello, So this is a side story to Inescapable Bonds by BasiliskDreams (ScarletTokugawa). This doesn't continue from the original story it is just something I got into my read and wanted to write out. Just a one shot. But I do hope you enjoy.
Harry hummed as he moved around their small kitchen, his rounding belly holding his shirt tight as he shifted uncomfortably, his shirt was actually too tight and he couldn’t move properly.
Flicking his wand over the stove and that night's dinner preparation, Harry went upstairs, of course taking his time going up the stairs as his bump hid where his feet landed.
The walk-in wardrobe of course was filled with mostly Lucius’s clothes but he moved to Severus’s section, flicking through the shirts until he pulled one out, pushing it up against his nose and breathed in his mates scent.
Humming Harry pulled off his own shirt and left it on the floor, even if he did know that randomly discarded clothes annoyed Lucius like nothing else did. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and smiled as he rubbed his growing belly, his wings vibrating slightly where they sat against his back, as his baby kicked inside him.
With only several weeks until his due date he was quite large, stretch marks had formed on his belly, but his mates lavished him with attention, kissing them and telling him he was still beautiful. Harry honestly didn’t care about the marks, he wasn’t that vain.
His baby kicked again, foot going into his rib cage, making him wince as he rubbed the spot, “stop that,” he grumbled as another foot went into his side. “I’m sure your Lucius’s he wiggles around in bed as much as you are inside me.” Harry chuckled as he could almost feel the baby squirm inside him. Of course they didn’t actually know who the father was, Harry refused to find out the sex of their baby, he wanted it all to be a surprise. Severus had turned his nose up at that, saying they should know so they could be better prepared for their baby, but Harry had said no and that had been the end of the discussion.
Slicing two slits in the back of Severus' shirt with his wand, Harry pulled it on, his wings sliding through the cuts in the shirt, where he held them tight against his back as he enjoyed the more room to move and of course his mates smell on the shirt.
Heading back downstairs, Harry having to go down the stairs on his bum so he didn’t accidentally fall down the stairs he continued prepping dinner.
Their new home was a beautiful two storey cottage, one of the many houses that the Malfoys had already owned. He had fallen pregnant just after his graduation, it hadn’t exactly been ideal, Harry would have preferred being a little older before having his first baby at nineteen, but he was looking forward to being a mother.
Of course Harry being pregnant made the three of them sit down and have a serious conversation, for starters where would they live?
Severus hated teaching, he wanted to be a true potions master, especially now the war was over and Voldemort was dead. Plus he wanted to be home more often, to help raise their baby and be with Harry and Lucius more often.
Lucius on the other hand had enjoyed teaching, but not enough that if Severus really wanted to leave he would insist on staying, instead his old dream of becoming a Runes Master was contemplated once again.
Harry, who had in fact pondered about being a teacher himself, tossed that idea straight out the window when he learnt he was pregnant, more than happy to be the stay at home parent and raise his baby.
Of course Harry had panicked about where they would live if not at Hogwarts.
Lucius had calmed Harry down and explained to him that whilst Malfoy Manor had been spoiled for him with what he had endured for years under Narcissa. The Malfoy’s in fact owned quite a large collection of real estate and more than just one manor in their portfolio.
They had made a day of it, Lucius taking them from estate to estate. Harry had immediately said no to the massive manors, along with the chateaus as he didn’t want to leave Britain.
Lucius had looked thoughtful for a moment after another smaller manor had been turned down. He could see the growing panic in Harry and irritation in Severus, “there is one place I think you will love Harry,” he had said, taking Severus’s and Harry’s hands and apperating them to the next place in line.
Harry had loved the cottage the moment he had seen it, a two storey brick cottage, which backed onto a small wooded area, it was remote and quiet, the next neighbour was not even in eyesight.
Lucius and Severus had watched Harry’s face glow and his hands cup his only just popped belly.
“Why didn’t you start with this one?” Severus hissed at Lucius, “not dragging us all over bloody Britain.”
“There is room here to build a lab if you want Severus,” Lucius said, grinning ignoring the temper tantrum his husband was throwing.
“Away from the house,” Harry huffed as he walked up to the door.
“Of course,” Severus nodded as he followed Harry.
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It was getting late and Harry was resting, his favourite tea balancing on his belly, as he had his feet up on the ottoman that Lucius had bought. His lower back ached and his feet throbbed after being on them for most of the day. His “nesting” instincts were kicking in, he wanted the place spotless for when he brought his baby home. Along with cooking dinner and cleaning the kitchen, he waddled his way back upstairs and fiddled around with the nursery, watering the few plants he had made sure were baby safe he had placed in there.
The front door opened and Lucius stepped into their home, Harry smiled brightly at his mate.
“Good evening Harry,” Lucius said, quickly hanging up his robes and moving to Harry’s side. Plucking the empty tea cup off Harry’s belly he placed it on the coffee table, leaned over and kissed his lover. “How was your day?” Lucius asked softly as he placed his hand on Harry’s bump.
Harry went to answer when he groaned instead, the baby kicking heavily against Lucius’s hand.
A smooth chuckle left Lucius, “I see our little kicker is still at it.”
“They are going to kick their way out of me at this rate,” Harry scowled.
Lucius let out a smooth snort, when he eyed Harry in the shirt, “I see you have stolen one of Severus’s shirts.”
“I can’t fit in mine anymore, my belly is too big,” Harry protested as he went to get up but found he couldn't. He wiggled for a moment before giving up, he held up his arms.
Lucius helped Harry right himself and stood close by as his mate wobbled unsteadily on his feet for a moment.
“I’m good,” Harry grinned and Lucius shook his head. “How was your day?” he asked.
“The usual imbeciles and trolls of course, but productive,” Lucius nodded, he had taken a job in the financing compartment at the Ministry whilst he was completing his Runes Mastery. “I smell you have been cooking?” Lucius stated as he looked towards the kitchen.
“I made lasagna,” Harry scowled, knowing what was coming.
“I do wish you would let me get a house elf to help around here, especially with you having a baby soon,” Lucius said for the millionth time.
“And be bored no, I am more than capable of cooking, cleaning and looking after our baby and any more we might have,” Harry said firmly, like he had every other time as well.
Lucius sighed, “very well, though how many are you planning to have Mr Potter?” he asked in an amused voice.
Harry laughed that happy melodic sound, “at least two, or however many it takes to get one from both of my mates.”
Lucius chuckled and leaned over and kissed his mate again, hand over the bump of their growing child.
The door opened and Severus stomped in, “are you wearing my shirt?” he questioned straight away.
Harry sighed, “my clothes are too small now,” he said.
Severus muttered something about slicing up his clothes, but he still moved to Harry and happily kissed him.
Lucius enjoyed watching his lovers kissing right in front of him.
Leaving Hogwarts had done wonders for Severus. A laboratory had been built a suitable distance from their home. Most of the time Severus would simply apparate to work, but occasionally the man would enjoy the walk, which skirted the edge of the forest. Severus was now a freelance Potions Master, supplying apothecaries and also doing some private work for the Pureblood families. It kept Severus busy, but it was work he enjoyed, even finding time to start experimenting again, attempting to make potions stronger, taste better, though Harry was sure the man was trying to make them taste worse.
Severus had even taken an apprentice on Nathaniel Gallagher, a grandson of another now retired Potion Master, Severus had said he would give him a trial, but the young man in his early twenties was very competent and Severus took him as a full time apprentice.
Harry sighed as Severus pulled back from their kiss, his mates large hands cupping his belly, he was horny, but he was nearly always horny lately.
His eyes glowed as his lust grew and Severus and Lucius saw it written all over his face. Lucius pressing against Harry, his own hardness being rolled into his hip.
Severus pulled Harry in closer and kissed his ear, Harry gasped as Lucius pinned himself against his back and kissed the other side of his neck.
“Bedroom now,” Harry said breathlessly, and he found himself up in Lucius arms and being carried upstairs to the bedroom.
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“Ah - run that one by me again?” Harry said as the healer folded the sheet back up over his exposed belly from where he had his latest and last ultrasound until the day of his baby's birth.
The healer gave the professional spine, “you are getting a birth canal, like full fairies do.”
Harry blinked at the man like he still didn’t understand.
“It means you will have two choices of birth, the first we have already discussed in depth, having your baby by cesarean. Of course that is before I noticed you are gaining a birth canal, with that you will have the choice to give birth naturally.”
Harry winced as he squeezed his legs tight together as his baby decided his very full bladder needed to be squished. “Can I use the toilet before I piss myself?”
The healer nodded to the door in the exam room and Harry rushed to it, sheet wrapped around his waist as Severus followed with Harry’s underwear and pants.
Bladder empty, a much more comfortable and clothed Harry moved back into the room and sat back down on the bed. “You were saying a natural birth?”
“Your birth canal is opening up between your testes and your anus,” the healer opened a chart he had pulled from a nearby drawer. It showed off male fae anatomy who was pregnant. The man tapped the chart and the figure shifted to lay down and spread their legs, it was drawn to be somehow less disturbing as the figure opened their legs wide.
“As you see, this figure is male, but you can see here,” the healer pointed with his wand end, “that is the birth canal. You will be able to give birth via it, if you wish.”
Harry watched both fascinated and completely horrified as he watched the drawing fae male push a baby from his body, the healer explaining the whole process as he went.
“Are there any benefits of natural birth over c-section?” Lucius asked.
“There is less damage to the body, not cutting through many layers of the body, less healing time,” the healer rattled off the pros and cons for both cesarean or natural birth.
Harry gripped Severus' hand, suddenly worried, but he breathed deeply.
“It’s okay Mr Potter, you have a few weeks still to decide, you don’t even have to decide until the day you start labour. But when your water breaks you will feel liquid flowing from your birth canal, when that happens you have to get here as soon as you can,” the healer tried to reassure the younger man.
“Uh-huh,” Harry said dumbly, he stayed silent the rest of the appointment, Lucius and Severus asking many questions, all which the Healer answered with ease. He didn’t even really notice when he was led from the room to the floo and Severus carried him through the floo into their home.
Placing Harry down onto the couch, Severus and Lucius shared a look, they were worried about their young mate, who usually was so active and alive was quiet and withdrawn.
“Harry?” Lucius asked softly as he crouched down in front of his lover.
Green eyes blinked at him owlishly, “Lucius?”
“Are you okay?” Lucius asked.
“I - I don’t know,” Harry sat for a moment longer, before words burst out from him, “I am getting a vagina!”
Severus had to turn a chortle into a cough as the corner of his eyes crinkled with amusement. Lucius too had to stop himself from laughing, “no my lion,” he took Harry’s hands, “the healer explained the birth canal will disappear a few days after your birth.”
Harry, still rather disturbed by the fact his body was apparently gaining an extra part to his anatomy, wiggled and stood.
“Harry?” Lucius questioned as Harry suddenly dropped his pants in front of him. He stood quickly and Harry sat back down, eyes wide as Harry spread his legs and his fingers went under his balls.
“What are you doing?” Severus asked.
“Feeling my - canal,” Harry shuddered at the thought, but the top of his fingers found a small divet, “ahhhh, it’s there.”
“Really?” Lucius looked interested.
“No you can’t look, it’s weird,” Harry said rapidly moving his hand and shutting his legs.
“No, it’s where you're going to deliver our first child from, if you choose so,” Lucius shifted and kissed Harry, before exposing his belly, “you’re giving us a family, a baby to love,” Lucius kissed his belly, sliding from the couch, he kissed Harry’s belly and moved his hand out of the way and nibbled the inside of his thighs.
Harry groaned as he relaxed and slowly hardened. Severus shifted to him and kissed him as Lucius began to suck on the tip of him, he whined into Severus’s mouth.
Soon the pair had him moaning and writhing on the couch as Lucius sucked him so well as Severus smothered him in kisses until he came with a shout.
“Our amazing mate,” Severus whispered in Harry’s ear as he calmed down, Lucius wiping his mouth and grinning.
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Almost two weeks after his rather embarrassing find that he was gaining a birthing canal, Harry found himself incredibly uncomfortable. Not like he wasn’t always uncomfortable, the baby shifted all the time and was head down, feeling like it was trying to push its way out of him how low it was sitting. The need to pee overcame him again and Harry waddled his way to the downstairs bathroom and like the millionth other time that morning barely two drops left him. “I am so over this,” Harry hissed as his bump gave a painful pulse, like it had been for the last few hours.
Suddenly his wings quivered against his back, his magic suddenly spiked and his hand went to his belly, pressing around slightly wondering what was wrong, when wetness slid down his legs, horrified he had just peed himself Harry looked down to see clear liquid sliding down his legs. His water had broken - he - oh Merlin - what did he do - panic flared for a moment, the baby was coming, the baby, his stomach pulse another wave of pain and Harry groaned, his magic pulsed again calming him down. He took in several deep breaths, they had prepared for his, he needed to get his bag, send a message to Severus and Lucius and have them meet him at St Mungo’s.
Magic surrounded him, calming him as he walked, he should have headed for the front door, but instead his feet took him to the back door and into the yard beyond. The forest was calling him, beckoning him, telling him it was safer there to give birth. He listened as his wings carried him over the small backyard fence and he moved into the wooded area he had come to know so well in the last eight months.
As he walked, heading for the centre of the forest and the great willow that was the heart of the forest, he stripped. His clothes fell like breadcrumbs behind him, his wings flared out full as his belly quivered. His eyes glowed as the plants bloomed massive flowers as he entered the heart of the woods, the Willow reached out her long tendril branches towards him, calling him closer. The glade the willow grew in, bloomed and the foliage and trees grew a tight circle, as a world of green and brown hid him from everyone else.
The first true ripple of a contraction went across Harry’s belly and he cried out in discomfort, vines grew rapidly forming a soft and spongy lounge supporting his body holding him as his body prepared itself for birth.
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Severus and Lucius paused where they were at work, their bond with their mate was very active, firing pain and discomfort down to them and yet joy of the coming baby. Harry was in labour, they both realised.
Lucius began to run, not even caring as his boss yelled after him, racing for the floo and his mate.
Nathaniel watched as Severus suddenly banished a potion which looked like it was perfect, “what-?” he began to ask.
“Finish your potion and clean up nothing more,” Severus snapped as he moved to the door, “anything else happens and your apprenticeship will be torn up.”
“Yes Master Snape,” Nataniel nodded his head, curious as he watched Severus storm from the lab, and a loud crack saying he had apparated out.
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Stumbling Lucius raced towards their house, he could sense Harry was still here, “HARRY!” he yelled as he slammed through the open door.
“LUCIUS OUT HERE!” Severus called back from the backyard.
Lucius spotted Harry’s go bag as he ran towards his husband, who stood in the backyard staring at the woods. They had clearly grown, trees were slightly taller, all had flower buds on them, shrubs had sprouted everywhere. Lucius understood Severus’s hesitation, but he took the man’s hand, “let’s go, Harry needs us.”
Lucius stepped forward and the plants seemed to part for him, Severus followed closely as the forest seemed to guide them towards their mate, working with them and not hindering like they had last time.
The last branches parted and both men spotted Harry, who was reclining back against a pile of vines, covered in sweat as he breathed his way through another contraction.
“Harry, why didn’t you go to Mungo’s?” Lucius crashed onto his knees beside Harry.
Severus went straight between Harry’s legs and checked on the progress.
“No, this is where I should be,” Harry panted, his hand reaching out and Lucius grabbed it as the man pulled a clean handkerchief and wiped at his sweaty brow.
Shifting Severus moved to Harry’s other side, they knelt beside their mate as he groaned and cried out with each contraction, their hands squeezed in Harry’s, the entire time the magic of the forest kept pulsing around them in encouragement to the young fae.
Suddenly Harry let out the most pained groan yet, “Sev, they’re coming,” he cried out as he could feel his baby’s head moving down his birthing canal.
Letting go of Harry’s hand, Severus shifted back to between Harry’s legs and sure enough he could see the baby’s head. “They’re crowning Harry,” Severus stated as he shrugged off his robes and then out of his shirt, which he made sure was clean with his wand, and then knelt again ready to catch the baby.
Harry screeched, as he bored down, his wings flared out and nearly smacked Lucius in the face as he clutched his mates hand hard. He sobbed as he took a quick break, his lower half burning as he sagged.
“The head is out Harry,” Severus said, “come my anemone one more push,” he encouraged.
Teeth gritted, Harry screamed, his hand clenching even harder against Lucius’s as he pushed, he felt his baby leave his body in one massive surge, blood and other bodily fluids hitting the ground, the dirt soaking it up as Severus cradled their newborn.
A soft cough was followed by a hearty wail, and Harry sagged as every single flower in the trees around them opened into full bloom. The scent of pollen filling the air as Harry held his arms out.
Standing Severus carefully placed the wet and wrinkled newborn against his mate’s chest, being very careful of the cord that attached Harry to the baby still. Ripples passed over Harry’s belly as he began to expel the afterbirth.
Not that Harry cared as he stared at his baby, his perfect baby, who wailed very loudly against his chest. Blond hair was plastered to his head, giving away who the father was straight away. Looking down, Harry carefully opened the legs that were curled tight.
“We have a daughter,” Harry said happily, before he counted ten perfect little toes, ten perfect little fingers, as his finger traced her face as she wailed against him.
Lucius knelt beside Harry staring at his newest daughter, “she is perfect Harry, my lion, simply perfect,” he leaned in and kissed Harry’s cheek.
Despite the fact the baby was Lucius’s, Severus was still so very happy to see the baby, but right then his main concern was Harry as he helped the last of the afterbirth from his mate, having it land into a container he had transfigured from a nearby rock, just in case the healers needed to check it for anything. Next he transfigured another rock into a clamp and placed it well up on the cord, so the healers at Mungo’s could replace it with a more proper clamp.
“Lucius, would you like to cut the cord?” Severus asked after he made sure the clamp was secure.
“Harry may I?” Lucius asked, eyes shining with joy.
Nodding tiredly Harry cuddled his baby as he watched the cord being sliced and Severus stuffing the cord in with the after birth and sealing the lid.
“Let’s get you to Mungo’s, make sure you and this beautiful girl are in good health,” Severus' voice was firm, leaving no arguments.
But Harry merely nodded, “one of you will have to carry me, I can’t walk right now.”
“And I don’t expect you to,” Lucius lifted Harry easily, Severus tucking his robes around Harry to cover his naked body.
“One moment,” Harry said, making Lucius pause, they watched as Harry turned the little girl onto her belly so Harry could hold her better against him, Harry gasped as Lucius stared and Severus merely blinked. On the tiny back was a set of even tinier wings plaster across their daughters back. “We - Lucius, Severus, we have a fae, our daughter is a fairy.”
“Oh I can see it already, I am going to have to practice riding a broom to be able to keep up with you two when she starts flying,” Lucius said so happily.
“You are getting ahead of yourselves,” Severus said as he cleaned his hands. “Let’s get to the house, I can put a shirt on and we can floo to Mungo’s it will be better than apparition.”
Harry hummed, so engrossed in his daughter who was settling finally, but still each step made his body thrum in pain and he was softly whimpering by the time they got to the house, Severus wasted no time, merely pulling a spare robe off their hanger and he went through first, ready to catch Harry and Lucius if they stumbled on the other side.
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Laying back in the hospital bed, Harry watched as the healer checked over his daughter who was now in a nappy and white body suit. They had been in the hospital for a whole day, multiple checks had been done on both him and his daughter.
“Okay, I think it is safe for you all to go home,” the healer said as he lowered his wand. “Your daughter has done her first pee and poo with no problems and she is eating very well. Have you got the pamphlets on washing around her wings?”
Lucius nodded, touching his pocket.
“Well I deem you safe to head home, Harry you have to be careful for six weeks, no heavy lifting and listen to your body, do not over do it,” the healer stated firmly.
“I’m sure these two will not even let me lift my finger,” Harry grinned.
The healer nodded, “I shall go do the last bit of paperwork and you can then head home.”
Severus quickly stood and moved to their daughter in her medical cot, “may I?” he asked.
“Of course,” Harry sighed, as he watched as Severus oh so carefully lifted their sleeping daughter up and stared down on her, the softest expression on the man’s face.
It was the second time holding his daughter and Severus was completely smitten with the tiny baby.
It was barely ten minutes later when the healer was back with the paperwork they needed, Lucius signed it all.
“I want the afterbirth back please,” Harry stated.
The healer frowned, “why?”
Harry bristled, “that’s my business,” he snapped, eyes flashing.
Lucius placed his hand on Harry’s shoulder and his mate calmed.
“You can take it,” the healer nodded to the container that he had checked over.
“Severus, hand her here,” Harry motioned to their baby and Severus handed her over. This time Severus carried Harry out of the hospital with a sheet covering Harry and their newborn from curious eyes and cameras.
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Much happier back at home, Harry watched as Lucius fed their daughter. He shifted, he felt dirty, despite the clean clothes Lucius had raced home to get for him and the sponge bath he had been given by his mates. Harry really just wanted a shower.
“Harry, what did you want to do with the afterbirth?” Severus asked.
“Can you bury it please, at the roots of the willow?” Harry asked.
Nodding Severus made sure Lucius and Harry were okay before he walked out the back and into the woods.
Using the same path he used yesterday, Severus found the massive Willow and he used his wand to dig a hole, before upending the container, the after birth falling out with a wet plop.
The ground wiggled and roots circled the afterbirth and pulled it into the ground, and there wasn’t even a hole left.
Feeling rather foolish talking to a tree Severus looked up, “Harry gave birth to a daughter, who is also a fae. They are both safe and healthy,” unsure what else to say Severus banished the container and turned around. The willow must have heard, because the flowers were even bigger than what they were before he entered the small glade, that or it was the offering of afterbirth. But either way, it seemed like happiness hummed in the air.
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“CLAIRICE AMELIA MALFOY,” Harry snapped, where he was bouncing a baby boy on one hip, “what have I told you about running around this house?”
“Sorry mummy,” a cheeky wide smile was plastered under shining green eyes, blonde hair a wild mess, Clairice had taken her fathers blonde but his frothy hair. Her tiny wings still lay tight against her back. But she was just starting to learn how to spread and use them, under supervision of course.
Harry sighed, “you know you are not allowed to run around the kitchen or the dining room, go outside and play.”
Clairice pouted, “Mummy,” she whined.
Harry raised his eyebrow, “what has your father’s told you about whining.”
The seven year old huffed, “it is undignified.”
Harry chuckled, “now take your brother and go outside and play.”
Clairice grinned as he grabbed her five year old, younger brother Harry’s second born and dragged him back outside. Harry stood in the kitchen watching as he cooked, his third and likely last child also a son propped on his hip. His first two children belonged to Lucius, his third Severus. His twelve month old was already emulating his fathers cranky scowls.
Life was good, very good, the last seven years had been simply amazing. Of course they had their three children, but Lucius had gained his Mastery in Runes and was now working as an independent contractor and loved his work.
Severus’s apprentice Nataniel had passed flying colours for his Mastery and the two of them worked together in the laboratory. The pair of them together, where some of the most sought out Masters in Britain for potions by both apothecaries and private sales.
Harry was more than content as a mother and house husband. Taking care of their home and children as his mates worked.
His third child, Dominic Reece Snape was also a fae, his tiny wings still plastered down tight to his back.
Only their second child, Lucius’s son, wasn’t a fae, or at least, Jaime Blake Potter, didn’t have any wings, so time would tell how much fae he had inherited from him.
Happy children giggles echoed from outside as Harry watched as he cooked dinner, his eyes watching his children and they ran around playing, both their blonde hair gleaming in the afternoon sun. He was happy and the plant life around the house bloomed with his happiness. He had three wonderful children and two wonderful mates, what more could he ask for?”
THE END