I'm A Slave For You-Chp60

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!"

The peaceful morning silence of the whole school condo of Kym was shattered by Harry's bloodcurdling scream. Within seconds, Aaron, Rachel, Rebecca and, surprisingly, Judith came barging into Harry's dorm.

"What is it? What is it?? Are you alright, Har??"

They could not see him anywhere in the dorm, but Rebecca soon located him in the bathroom, totally naked and totally horrified, his hands covering his privates. Everyone else came out of their dorms to see what the commotion was about, but with a wave of a wand, Rachel repaired the door and slammed it at their faces, demanding privacy. When Aaron came in and tried to approach him, Harry immediately became defensive, pushing him away.

"No, no, no!!! Don't look at me!! Don't come near me!!"

"Good gracious, Har! You were screaming just now like you were going to get disemboweled!" Aaron tried to hold him to calm him down but Harry was adamant to keep him away, crossing his legs in his attempts to cover his groin so hard, you'd swear his thighs were going to squeeze his cock into a pulp. "What is the matter with you? Why don't you want me to come close to you? I just want to check on you!"

"No, no, no, NO!!! Get the fuck away from me!!!"

"Open your legs."

Everyone looked as if they had been Confunded when Judith suddenly came up to him in that superior tone and looked down at him with her arms folded. This was the first time they have heard Judith talk to him in a non-violent tone. Well, technically it was more of a commanding tone, but for once it sounded better than her usually snappy, icy remarks.

"Wh…What?" Harry breathed; he was just as surprised as the rest of them at her sudden change of attitude.

"It's not like I've never seen a man bare before. Hurry up and open your legs."

Without warning, before Harry could resist, Judith has knelt down and spread his legs open for everyone to see. Aaron, Rachel and Rebecca gasped at the sight and Judith actually widened her eyes in shock, unprepared to see what was before them.

There, instead of having a penis and a pair of balls like a normal boy should, was a girl's clitoris and vagina between Harry's legs. Everything else on Harry's body was male, but his pussy was a tell-tale sign that he was lesser a man. Judith even reached down to touch it to see if it were real and was confirmed when Harry let out a whine and flinched. Everyone looked like they had just remembered how to breathe.

"We definitely have a problem," Rachel finally broke the ice, setting everything off.

"Problem? You call that a problem?!" Aaron exclaimed. "Our best friend had just became a she-male with a pussy instead of a dick and you call that a problem?!"

"Now, now, calm down," Rebecca tried to calm him down. "There must be a perfect explanation to all this…"

"Explanation?! What sort of explanation would you call that?! He was cursed, I tell you! He must be! When I find out who caused this, I'll…"

"Easy, Turunen," Rachel warned. "Don't go get your heads up in a bunch. Honestly, I would've expected a formidable rival like you to keep a level head."

"Now is not the time to discuss about our intellectual rivalry, Rach!!"

"Why don't you tell exactly what happened here, Percy?" Rebecca turned to Harry, accio-ing a towel to cover Harry up and trying to use her bubbly charm to pave the bumps.

"I…I felt sick this morning…" Harry explained. "It…must be something I ate last night coz I was so sick I couldn't get to the bathroom on time…I puked all over myself and the bed…then I wanted to shower and clean the sheets when…when I…I saw…"

"Alright, Percy, we understand. Any idea what might cause this? Did you ingest anything beforehand? A spout of potions by accident, maybe?"

"No…We learnt how to make Cure for Boils potion yesterday…I don't remember eating anything rather than the usual meals yesterday."

"We better bring Har to the Medic Quarters," Rachel suggested. "Maybe Ard-Rí Constantine can figure out what's wrong with him."

"I…I don't feel so good…" Harry's hand flew to his mouth, his face going pale green.

"You want to let it out first before we go?" Rebecca asked as she rubbed his back to soothe him.
Harry jamming his head into the toilet bowl and a series of long puking was his only reply.

--:--

"Hmm, this is most interesting."

Aaron, Rachel, Rebecca and Judith perked their ears as Ard-Rí Constantine examined Harry. After Harry's grueling puking session, Aaron offered to give Harry a piggyback ride to the Medic Quarters to see Ard-Rí Constantine, the medi-wizard of Kym Boarding School. Harry meekly explained the situation and was told to remove his pants and show it to him, in which Ard-Rí Constantine checked him from head to toe, taking his temperature, checking his heart rate, taking blood and urine tests and all the whatnot. After examining the sample of Harry's discharge for good measure, he was standing there, rubbing his bushy chin thoughtfully and looking at Harry's vagina with clinical interest.

"Come on, Ard-Rí Constantine," Aaron urged. "Don't keep us in the dark. What is wrong with Har?"

"Please do not rush the descendant of the High Kings of the old pre-Norman Ireland," Ard-Rí Constantine berated in his thick gruff Irish accent, making the teens roll their eyes. "You youngsters these days don't know the meaning of patience."

"Your title is no longer binding since your family had fallen out from grace and into fiefdom, Ard-Rí," Rachel groaned. "We do not want to hear you clinging onto a lifestyle that is no longer yours, so act like the medi-wizard you are."

"Let's not get too hasty, everyone," Rebecca tried to laugh their bickering away. "No harm done in being proud of your heritage."

"Spoken like a true Irishwoman, milady," Ard-Rí Constantine chuckled. "Now then, m'boy, I'm sure we're all adults here and can converse in a mature manner. When was the last time you had sexual intercourse?"

Harry blushed beet red before crossing his legs to cover his privates, looking at his toes.

"T…Two months a…ago…during…Christmas hols…"

"Did you have any sort of potion to…spice up your coupling?" Ard-Rí Constantine probed.

"W…Well…" Harry stole a glance at Judith but decided not to reveal her for fear of tarnishing their relationship. "I…I got…a lust potion for a Christmas present…and…well…we did use it all up for the hols…"

"Any chance of remembering what colour is the potion?"

"It's pinkish-blue in colour…" Harry tried to recall, "And bubbly in nature. But Sev assured me it was lust potion. He's a very good Potions Master and he said he'd recognize the colour anywhere."

"Ah, yes, that explains it then."

Everyone looked anxiously at Ard-Rí Constantine for an answer, more so for Harry.

"Your Sev may be a very good Potions Master, but he had allowed his hormone to run off on him before making sure of things. It is possibly, m'boy, that you ingested an impregnation potion."

"A WHAT?!" the more vocal of the group exclaimed at Ard-Rí Constantine's deduction.

"Well, from what my test results show, you definitely do not suffer from food poisoning," Ard-Rí Constantine said as he showed Harry a couple of parchments revealing the incriminating test results. "Your blood work is good and there is no infection, and you see that little marking there in blue?" he pointed at the section, "That, m'boy, shows the tell-tale signs of your pregnancy. Two months pregnant, to be exact."

"H…How…How can…" Harry's hand shook as he stared at the parchment in disbelief.

"There is a possibility that you have taken a potion that is designed to look like a lust potion. You see, sometimes there are people who have a hard time to conceive unless they have intense sexual intercourse, but unless you have the stamina of Dian Cecht, there is no way you can go round after round without help. So potion makers and apothecary owners sometimes create impregnation potions that induces heavy sexual intercourse to make it complete, and the effects is almost very similar to that of a lust potion. The impregnation potion would be mixed together with a certain ingredient, usually a high-level ground buckhorn, to make it resemble almost like a lust potion in terms of colour, taste and texture, and it is that ingredient that causes the body to go into full blown sexual mode.

"My guess is whoever got you that impregnation potion was totally fooled by the colour into thinking it is a lust potion and did not ask the apothecary owner properly in terms of its true nature. This, among the very few strongest impregnation potions for both hetero and homosexual couples, yield 100% conception rate because once the effects took place in your body and both of you started coupling, it detected you as being the receiving end of the sexual intercourse and increased the sperm count and sexual stamina of your partner and, because you are male, transmuted your male genitals into temporary female genitals as soon as you're pregnant to help you carry the child to term. Once the gestation period is over and the baby is born, the effects of the potion will subside and your genitals will be transmuted back to its original state."

"Amazing," Rachel breathed, looking as if she had just listened to the most interesting class in the whole world.

"It's not amazing, Rach!" Aaron scowled at her. "Har has turned into a she-male and bloody knocked up at the same time and that's all you have to say for him?!"

"Alright, alright, simmer down, everyone," Rebecca coaxed, being the peacemaker again. "Is there any way to remedy this, Ard-Rí Constantine?"

"Although I am quite against this," Ard-Rí Constantine lamented as he rubbed his bushy chin again, "an abortion usually the only way to cure this because the effects will only be gone once the body detects the absence of the child. But if you want to, you can go discuss about this first with your partner and make a decision later. In the meantime, you will experience a bit of discharge for the first few weeks, but it's normal because your body is trying to get used to having a temporary womb and vagina, so try to cut down on wearing briefs and start wearing boxers so as not to confine your genitals too much. Also, you'll have to come back next week to have a check-up again so that I can prescribe you some pre-natal supplement potions. I guess…congratulations are in order."

With that, Ard-Rí Constantine walked away, leaving the group to their own devices. As Harry awkwardly put his pants back on, the group except Judith sat on the bed by his side, looking at him with concern.

"So what are you going to do about this, Percy?" Rebecca asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I mean, don't get me wrong. This is a joyous occasion, but you're still in school, and in your first year no less, so…"

"I…I don't know…" Harry admitted, feeling a little queasy. "I'm…still trying to digest all this…"

"Are you going to keep this quiet from your partner and abort the child?" Rachel asked bluntly, earning a glare from Aaron.

"I would've expected you of all people to come up with this decision."

"Then what would you suggest he do, Turunen? Let him carry the child to term and be expelled at the same time? Or hide the pregnancy using whatever smart concealment spell you can muster up until he suddenly decides to give birth in the middle of class? It's his future we're talking about here."

"But the child is innocent," Rebecca chided, "and his partner deserves to know about this, regardless his decision is to let him keep it or abort it. We can't decide it on a whim like that."

"Guys," Judith, who was silent throughout the discussion, finally spoke, "can you please stop talking as if Potter-Dumbledore is not here?"

They all looked down awkwardly, realizing the error of their squabbles while Harry looked back up at her in genuine surprise, wondering why she was defending him at all.

"So? Digested the news long enough, Potter-Dumbledore? What do you want to do about this?"

"I…I don't know…I really don't know…" Harry covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking as he started to cry. "Oh god…What will Sev think about me…?"

"Promise that you will not tell anyone about this!" Aaron said in a determined tone all of a sudden as he held Harry close to his chest.

"What…?" Rachel and Rebecca said simultaneously but got a shooting glare as a response.

"Promise this is between us until everything is settled between Harry and his intended! Swear it! And that means you too, Jude. Swear it!"

"Alright, alright, I swear it," Rebecca said as she crossed her heart and held up her hand.

"Fine, just don't go making me use the Unbreakable Vow," Rachel replied as she imitated Rebecca as well.

"Don't worry, Har," Aaron said as he crossed his heart as well. "We'll help you through this. Your secret is safe with us, coz we're all best buds, right, everyone?"

While the others agreed, Judith just nodded quietly and crossed her heart with a stoic expression on her face.

--:--

"Can I see Potter-Dumbledore for a moment, Prof. Lightwing?"

Prof. Lightwing, Kym's Transfiguration teacher, nodded and gestured Harry to go to Casey. Picking up his books and having a million questions in his mind, Harry followed the old Headmistress all the way to the Medic Quarters, where Ard-Rí Constantine was waiting with a grave expression.

"Sit down, Potter-Dumbledore," Casey said as she gestured the boy to sit on a bed nearest to her. As soon as Harry did, she continued, "I know about your condition, young man."

Harry felt as if an electric shock just jolted through his chest as he heard the Headmistress saying this in such a grave manner. He turned to look at Ard-Rí Constantine, who shook his head in reply.

"Don't look at me, m'boy. My lips were sealed."

"Never mind who told me, Potter-Dumbledore," Casey brought the boy's attention back to her. "The important thing is that you should have consulted me as soon as your condition is made known. Albus has entrusted me to watch over you because of you being pursued by that madman, and I would've appreciated it if you had trusted me on this."

"S…Sorry, Headmistress," Harry looked down, feeling rather ashamed. "It's just…well, this was too much of a surprise for me, and I didn't know what to do…"

"Given the circumstances, I suppose it's understandable, but you do know what this means, don't you, Potter-Dumbledore?"

"Am…Am I being expelled, Headmistress?"

"I would like to avoid that as much as possible, since I have promised him my school as seclusion for you from that murdering madman, but Albus, and subsequently your intended, has to know about this."

"Y…Yes…I understand."

Casey sighed and placed her hand on his shoulder, "I will call them over and discuss this with Albus and come up with a compromising solution for all of us. Hopefully we will have the best of both results, eh?"

Harry could only nod. As he watched Casey leave the Medic Quarters, thoughts of horror littered his mind. There was no way that Severus would let him keep this child. Sure, they have talked about having kids that night, but he didn't think Severus would be serious. After all, he himself was more or less a kid to begin with and Severus was already having trouble trying to handle him, let alone another. He would agree to an abortion, he was sure of it.

"Don't look so terrible, m'boy," Ard-Rí Constantine patted his shoulder. "I'm sure Headmistress Kyteler-Magee will figure something out."

Harry nodded mechanically, not even looking up at the medi-wizard.

"Stay here, alright? I'm going to the Potions lab to renew my supplies, then I will examine you and have your pre-natal supplementary potions ready."

Harry didn't reply and just quietly allowed Ard-Rí Constantine to leave him there alone. As soon as he was gone, Harry suddenly had the impulse to leave. The only thought that went through his mind was to leave Kym as far away as possible. Making sure no one saw him, he ran all the way to the school condo and into his dorm, grabbing his broom and making his way out towards the school entrance gate. He donned the Invisibility Cloak Albus had given him for Christmas and walked past the caretaker who was on gate entrance guard duty, feeling very grateful right now that Albus had got this for him. After making sure he was far enough and out of sight, he took off the cloak, tied it around his waist and flew off with the broom to the only place he knew where he could blend in with the people: Sidhe Street.

Needless to say, when Ard-Rí Constantine returned to the Medic Quarter and saw Harry no longer sitting at the bed, he immediately started searching high and low throughout the school to no avail. He started to panic and made a mad dash to Casey's office, trying to alert the Headmistress who was in the middle of the firecall with Albus and Severus.

Severus, on the other hand, had been feeling out of sorts all day that day before he was called in by Albus to hear word from Casey, and when that news came in, he was overwhelmed by the prospects of being a father, but at the same time, ridden with guilt at his carelessness, not to mention riddled with questions on how a lust potion could turn out to be a impregnation potion instead. Albus was not too thrilled either of the thought of his young grandson being pregnant so young. His condition was far worse than Draco's and he feared for him when Casey revealed the news. Their conversation, of course, was interrupted by the medi-wizard Ard-Rí Constantine.

"Ard-Rí Constantine," the duo saw Casey turning back to talk to someone. "You know better than to interrupt my calls."

"I'm sorry, Headmistress," Ard-Rí Constantine apologized, "but this is an emergency! Potter-Dumbledore is gone!"

"Gone?! What do you mean gone?!" Severus was the first to react.

"How can you lose him?" Casey exclaimed. "I thought you were watching him!"

"Y…Yes, but I went to replenish my supplies from the Potions lab," Ard-Rí Constantine looked like he was going to throw a fit. "I only left him for a little while…"

"Alright, alright, Ard-Rí Constantine, we'll handle this. You keep a lookout just in case Potter-Dumbledore comes back."

"Yes, Headmistress."

"It looks like you will have to come over," Casey sighed as she turned back to the duo. "I will readjust the magic around my fireplace so that you can Floo over here immediately. Wait for about 10 minutes before coming through."

The duo waited as instructed before quickly Floo-ing into Kym via Casey's office fireplace. As soon as they were in, Casey rummaged through her drawers to find a bracelet that was studded with rhinestones before handing it to Albus. They noticed that the rhinestones were glowing bright red, flashing in and out and making a slight humming sound.

"We occasionally do have students who tend to wander out of the school grounds without permission, so every new school term, we charm all of the first-years' badges to have a psychic link with this bracelet. Whenever the badge is too far from its proximity it will light up and react, revealing dim residue of where the students' last tracks were, and followed the tracks to search for them. It had served its purpose very well, and I think you can use it to track Potter-Dumbledore down."

"You find him, Severus," Albus said as he passed the bracelet to the Potions Master. "I will stay behind to discuss about Harry and look out just in case he returns on his own."

"I intend to do that," Severus said as he took the bracelet and wore it on his wrist. As soon as the bracelet touched skin, it revealed a misty pathway, showing the direction to where Harry may have gone to. Nodding at the two Headmasters, he borrowed a broom from the Gamekeeper and made his way to the school entrance gate. From there, the misty pathway soon broke into particle-like residue, revealing Harry's last tracks that went skywards, indicating he travelled by broom, and soon he was hot on the trail.

Meanwhile, Harry was getting some leers from men on the street. He had no idea that once he stepped into Sidhe Street, he had landed into the bowels of a lane equivalent to the likes of Knockturn Alley back in Hogsmeade, and from the looks of those men, he knew that they could tell he was a slave, or in his case, ex-slave.

"Hey, baby, what are you doing in this place?" one of the men came up to him boldly and asked him.

"Walking, of course. What does it look like?" Harry frowned, trying to act tough as he kept his arms around him.

"Someone's playing hard to get, ain't he?" another approached Harry from the other side, grinning from ear to ear.

"G…Go away. I'm busy."

"Don't look like it to me, baby," the first man grabbed him by the arm and pinned him against the wall.

"Looks like someone needs to be tamed here, aye?" the other man grabbed Harry's other arm and licked down his neck.

"Get off me!" Harry stamped on the second man's foot and tried to fight the first man off but his tiny stature was not doing him much of a favour. "I am not yours to do with as you please!!"

"What was that?" the first man cupped his ear, pretending not to hear him. "You will do as we please? I like the sound of that."

"Yeah, I like the sound of that too," the second man put his hand under Harry's shirt to touch skin underneath, making the boy's skin crawl in disgust as he tried to fidget away from him. "Feisty little thing, ain't he?"

"Oh yes, he is," the first man cupped the boy's ass. "I found him first, so I should have dibs on his ass."

"No big. I got dibs on his cock…"

"You will have dibs of no sort."

Before the second man was about to touch Harry between the legs and before the two guys realized what happened, they were thrown off balance using the Disarming spell, then felt themselves being lifted off the ground and flung against the wall back and forth. Harry felt ten times relieved that he had ever been as he saw his savior.

"Severus!"

The said Severus stomp towards him and held him close to his chest as he cast the Cruciatus curse on both of the men, in which Harry grabbed him and held onto him for dear life as he sobbed. Severus let the men suffer for a while, watching them as they screamed and writhed in pain that felt like eternity for them, before lifting the curse away.

"If I see you bastards again, I will make sure your mothers will never be able to recognize your bodies and have to scrape your pieces off the walls."

With that, he turned and left with his little beloved in his arms. Severus took the liberty of hauling a carriage to send them back to Kym instead of flying there, and throughout the journey, Harry continued to cling on him, but they rode in silence, neither of them speaking to each other. Harry knew he was going to be punished when they got back to Kym, but he didn't care; he knew he deserved it.

As soon as they reached Kym, the first thing Severus did was not taking him to Casey's office, but to the school dorm. He made him sit on the bed while he helped to fix up a bath. Once the bath was ready, he literally tore off Harry's clothes and burned it with a spell, as if to get rid of any trace of the two men's essence on it, then pointed at the bath tub.

"Get in there, now."

Harry obeyed, getting into the tub and moved to the far end. Severus didn't join him in the tub, but accio-ed a sponge and shower gel, then lathered the sponge with it before scrubbing him from head to toe, doing it almost with a vengeance to get rid of whatever imaginary prints of those men who touched his beloved. All the time, he didn't say a word, even though he caught sight of Harry's vagina and widened his eyes a little, and Harry couldn't help but start sobbing again. He could tell that his beloved was so mad at him. Was he cleaning me up so that he could send me away? Harry thought in horror, praying to all gods of religion that he wouldn't leave him. He dreaded that more than anything else.

Severus noticed him sobbing and kissed his tears away. After he thought he cleaned him enough, he helped him out of the tub and dried him before putting him beside the bed. He went to the wardrobe to get him the big baggy shirt that he first wore when he came into Severus' life and helped him dress.

"S…Sev…?" Harry tried to break the ice, confused at the odd treatment he was given. Severus was silent for quite a long while as he dried his hair with a towel and a drying spell before he actually said something.

"Lie down, you need to rest."

"You…You're not going to punish me?"

"I will if you don't do as I say right now," Severus replied in a more serious tone as he gestured Harry to the bed.

That got Harry up onto the bed in a thrice, pulling the covers over him. Severus sat on the bed after him, staring him down with arms folded across his chest.

"Why did you run away?" Severus asked. He knew the reason, but he wanted to hear it from his little beloved himself.

"Be…Because I could…" Harry replied, looking down at his hands.

"I detest lies, Harry."

"Then punish me," Harry said in a challenging tone, turning over to face him.

"Do you really want that?" Severus asked, raising a brow.

"I ran away. I should be punished."

"Fine. Get up. Sit up."

Harry got up, bracing himself for the worst. He was prepared to be beaten black and blue or spanked, just like his past Master had done, but without warning, he felt a loud, hard slap across his cheek, forcing him to go down on his side. Tears stung his eyes as he held onto the throbbing cheek. He had never expected that to hurt so much coming from Severus, an adult with the strength that was no different than any of his other Masters, maybe a little more. Guess the saying is true that it is the ones that you love that hurt you the most. But then, in an unexpected turn of events, Severus lunged forward to hug him tightly close to him, speaking in a choked voice.

"Where do you think you're going with our child?! What if you had a miscarriage along the way? Or worse? It's my child too!" Severus scolded, unable to contain a sob that escaped his lips. "Don't you dare run away from me again! Don't you dare...!"

"I…I never thought you'd be serious…" Harry let loose his own sobs as well as he wiped the tears he felt trickling down from Severus' eyes on his cheeks. "I…I thought you would…surely make me have an abortion…"

"Have you ever considered that I have a right to know about this, regardless how I would react? I would never make you have an abortion. I love you, you know that. I love you and I would cherish everything that is you, including our child."

"I didn't want to chance that. I have thought about it, but now I knew I truly don't want to get rid of this baby. It's your baby, your flesh and blood, the family you never had…I was still in shock…" Harry sobbed even harder as he clung onto Severus in a desperate attempt for forgiveness. "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry, Sev…I'm so sorry…"

"Just promise me never to do a stunt like this again, you hear me?" Severus said as he hugged him close and stroked his back. "Shh…It's alright now…Shh…"

"I promise…I swear…" Harry said between his sobs. He leaned up to kiss him, in which the older man reciprocated, kissing him back fully to show that he had forgiven him.

"I love you, pet."

"I love you too, Sev."

After Harry calmed down some, Severus lay him back down on bed and caressed his still flat belly affectionately.

"Your Headmistress told us about how you were able to conceive after the medi-wizard explained it to her," Severus said, removing the covers and lifting up the shirt to have another good look at his pussy. "I can't believe I could just miss that out. What kind of a Potions Master am I if I can't even tell the difference between a lust potion and an impregnation potion?"

"It's not your fault, Sev," Harry replied, putting a hand on Severus' lap. "I was just as careless."

"You're a first-year. You are not meant to know what an impregnation potion is unless you wish to pursue a Potions career like I do, and you will only learn that in Potions Advanced Academy under the Ministry's jurisdiction."

"W…Why did you slap me…? I thought you would spank me or beat me with a stick, just like my past Masters did to me when I misbehaved…"

"I slapped you because you asked to be punished, and I did, because you behaved foolishly. I didn't want to spank you because first and foremost, you're no longer a slave or a little child still wet behind the ears, and most importantly, I might hurt our child if I did that."

"Oh," Harry replied, then hid himself under the covers, "but that doesn't change the fact that I'm no longer a boy. I'm an 'It'."

"Don't say that, love. Having a vagina doesn't make you less a man. In fact, you look a little sexier now. Besides, look on the bright side, at least it'll be easier on the birth. I've heard stories of how much more painless it was for women to give birth rather than men because of that magical opening between the balls and the anus, which is what Drake would experience when his time comes."

"O…K…I guess I am a little lucky in terms of that department."

"I'm going to consult with that friend of yours who gave us the potion," Severus grumbled. "I will give her a piece of my mind and demand her to tell me from which apothecary she got it so that I can give that person another piece of my mind."

"D…Don't be too hard on her," Harry said worriedly. "It was probably an honest mistake. I'm sure she genuinely meant well…"

"Why did you not report her to the medi-wizard about her? You could have told him that you got the potion from her and then we can all track down who the seller is. For all we know the seller could be selling it illegally through a road-side stall and he could have packed up and gone halfway around the globe before we knew it. What if she bought something that could be dangerous to your health, or worse?"

"I…I just…I just didn't want to…"

Severus could tell from Harry's face that he wanted to say something about her, but was unable to due to circumstances possibly between him and the girl. He sighed and stroked his head, deciding not to push the issue and find out about it by himself.

"It's been a long day for you, pet," Severus said as he kisses the area he slapped to soothe it. "Close your eyes and rest."

"Will you stay here with me, Sev? I don't want to be alone."

"I'm not going anywhere, pet. Don't you worry."

Before he could wrap his arms around Harry to allow him to snuggle close, an eagle owl suddenly flew in through the window with a letter. Severus went pale as he recognized both the eagle owl and the letter.

It was an express owl designated for the Wizengamot and the letter was a Ministry Howler.

As soon as the letter was dropped onto Harry's lap, the letter came to life, its seal morphing into a pair of fat lips and dictating in Dolores Umbridge's voice:

Dear Mr. Snape,

We have received intelligence that you have committed a sexual act towards a sexually underage wizard (13-and-a-half years old) at his place of residence on the 28th of December for a consecutive number of days with the aid of an impregnation potion, resulting in the alteration of his physique and his pregnancy of 2 months and 2 weeks.

The severity of this breech of the Decree of Child Morality Rights is equivalent to the result in your expulsion from your position as Potions Master from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but fortunately the Ministry of Magic has revised its decision.

By the decree of the Ministry of Magic, you are hereby summoned to a full criminal trial at the Ministry of Magic at 10 a.m. sharp tomorrow, at which time an official decision will be taken.

With best wishes,

Yours sincerely,

Dolores Jane Umbridge

Senior Undersecretary

Ministry of Magic