I'm A Slave For You-Chp84

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

It had been about 2 weeks since the meeting at the Chamber of Secrets between the Order and the branch ministries. During those 2 weeks, the press had been working hard to print out everything they have recorded in the meeting, publishing and distributing it out to every literate citizen of the wizarding world. Those who had heard the scandal via rumours spread by the DA members were surprised to find out that it was true, and those who did not know of the scandal at all were utterly shocked, some being in denial over this. Nevertheless it caused a huge uproar within the wizarding world and the public was starting to demand answers.

Albus confirmed all the statements to be true during a public press conference, while the Ministry, of course, denied everything, accusing Albus of it being his propaganda to take over Cornelius' spot as Head Minister. The branch ministries did their best to give their support over Albus' claim and gathered as much supporters of his cause as possible to back him up, along with evidence they have yet to reveal from their secret investigations on the Ministry scandal. Two sides began to emerge: one who believes and supports Albus (which was quite big in numbers) and one who believes in the so-called innocence of the Ministry, and the two powers went head to head with their sides of the story and argued over that during the press conference until the Ministry, under pressure of the demanding public, was forced to accept a public court hearing that will happen in another 2 weeks from now to determine the truth. Thankfully Tonks had hidden Draco and his family well as she pride herself in living in seclusion away from the noisy civilization and that no one suspected her of harbouring them, and most of the people in St. Mungo believed in Albus and did all their power to keep Severus and Harry out of harm's way of those who did not, especially the Aurors whose loyalty were not wavered despite the news and continued to remain vigilant at their post, waiting for the day they will take Harry back to the Ministry's custody.

But none of that hullabaloo was important to Harry than his miscarriage. Harry's body may have healed, but his heart has not. He would occasionally leave his ward to go to the morgue (under the Aurors' scrutiny, of course) and stay at the morgue drawer where the baby was kept, sometimes all day, and would almost always cry his eyes out. He felt so guilty for not being able to protect the baby he and Severus created, and he felt even worse when he remembered the incident that led to it. It was all his fault, even though he knew everyone who visited him, Hermione and Ron included, were telling him not just to make him feel better.

Severus, on the other hand, was trying to be a good fiancé. He had held off all work—people wouldn't mind anyway, what with the hype in the scandal made public—the first week and just held Harry, all the while keeping on his toes on the Aurors and worrying about anyone and everyone who comes into the ward, afraid that they might be from the Ministry to take his little beloved away. The second week he brought him something every day. Monday had been two bouquets of red roses, Tuesday was a box of gourmet chocolates, Wednesday was a locket that had his and Harry's picture on either side and Thursday was another two dozen of red roses to replace the last two. On that Friday, Severus told Harry that it was going to be special and had left Harry with that thought before going to the special district within Hogmeade to get him what he wanted.

Unfortunately Harry himself also had a plan up his sleeves. He pretended to go to the bathroom, allowing the Aurors to tail him before he somehow managed to slip out quietly via crawling past a number of cubicles and used a few people who came into the bathroom as a shield to hide him from the Aurors' vision, taking advantage of his small frame. He then went to the potions storeroom where they kept all the supplies of potions for medicinal use. He remembered how the impregnation potion looked like the last time he drank it, and remembered about Ard-Rí Constantine telling him how usually these potions are available sometimes in hospitals in the restricted area. He searched high and low, taking care that no one caught him in there, until he found what he was looking for. Opening the bottle, he took a deep breath to compose himself and despite his conscience warning him against it, his urge to make another baby was stronger as he did a bottoms-up.

No sooner had he swallowed the last drop, his body felt as if it was on fire. He let out a wordless scream as he fell to the ground, writhing around as if he was hit by the Cruciatus curse, foaming and bleeding in the mouth. The crash that came as he dropped the bottle alerted a medi-witch who was on rounds duty and found him there, alerting others to help her admit him to the emergency ward. Ard-Rí Constantine was called in since he was his acting physician while they quickly administered the antidote to neutralize the excess potions and made Harry drink it.

Severus was surveying around the shop he had intended to go and had just made his purchase when he felt a sort of unsettling tug in his chest, like a bit of a heartburn that just won't go away. Pocketing his bought item, he quickly got into his carriage and told the driver to go at top speed back to the infirmary. Once he was there, the medi-wizards and witches and Ard-Rí Constantine had just finished doing what they could to help Harry and he quickly went over, slowly touching Harry's cheek.

"Harry…" Severus whispered in a trembling voice, his heart felt like it broke into a million pieces at upon seeing his little beloved's cold and clammy face. Without taking his eyes away from him, he asked Ard-Rí Constantine, "Wh…What happened to him…?"

"He was found in the potions storeroom almost dying of poisoning," Ard-Rí Constantine explained. "Apparently he had ingested the entire content of the impregnation potion that you two had last time. He is alright. We managed to neutralize most of the potion he had ingested, and got him to induce vomiting to let the rest out, but the effect of ingesting the entire content was the femina partim phenomenon. It has taken effect, and it's most likely permanent because of the highly concentrated dosage he had taken."

Severus nodded weakly. He didn't care what Harry would turn out, as long as he was alive and well. He will help him pull through, no matter how long it took.

"When will he wake up?"

"I've given him some sedatives, but he should be awake in a couple more hours later," Ard-Rí Constantine sighed and shook his head. "It is a wonder he was able to bypass the Aurors' security and managed to sneak away from them to get to the potions storeroom. This just maybe my guessing, but I think maybe Harry was so desperate to get pregnant again that he had taken it without knowing that it must be taken by both parties and diluted via drink. He…probably wanted to bring back the child that he lost."

"I…suppose he did," Severus looked sadly at Harry. "I have suspected that he never…really got over it…W…Will there be any other side effects? Any problems?"

"He will be a little feverish for a few days because of the femina partim growth, and he might have a bit of lack of bladder control because his body is trying to adjust to peeing in a different way, so I'd suggest that he'd be on pull-ups for a week at most. Then after that, he'll be fine, though I might issue some hormone potions to help regulate his body to accept this permanent change."

"Thank you, Ard-Rí Constantine. May I have some time with him alone?"

"Sure. Take all the time you need."

Once they were gone, he fell to the floor, clutching Harry's hand and started to cry both in agony and relief, part of him glad that his little beloved was alright and nothing permanently life-threatening had happened to him, and part of him angry at both Harry and himself for this tragedy that brought this upon them. Harry continued to sleep off the sedatives for the time frame Ard-Rí Constantine predicted, then slowly stirred, and the first thing he saw was Severus' red sodden eyes.

"S…Sev…?" Harry whimpered a little as he could tell from Severus' frowning face that he was in trouble.

"If you ever do anything that stupid again I will…I will…" Severus started off with a stern voice before finally caving into his pain, hugging Harry close. How could he stay mad at him when all he wanted was for him to be alright? "Oh god, Harry…I thought…I thought you were trying to…to kill yourself. Th…That you were so unhappy with your life."

"I didn't…I didn't mean to…I was unhappy with myself. I…I wanted so badly to give you another child, to have a sense that I have brought back the child we've lost…I didn't think that…Oh god…I'm so sorry…" Harry started sobbing, burying his face into Severus' chest.

"Then you should have talked with me. I would've tried everything in my power to help you through with this," Severus held him and kissed his head. "You were in no shape to be pregnant again and Ard-Rí Constantine had advised that you recuperate for at least 6 months before trying again, but I really do want our baby back. I want to start our family again, but I never wanted you to resort to this."

Harry looked up at him tear-filled, realizing how stupid he had been to shoulder everything. More tears poured as he wailed in Severus' arms, apologizing over and over again. Severus kept holding him close, allowing him to let it all out as he stroked his back to calm his cries.

"It's all over. It's OK, my beloved. I just want you to get healed. Ard-Rí Constantine says that because you drank the entire impregnation potion, you are now having the femina partim phenomenon, meaning you now have a vagina. You are a pussy boy permanently," Severus kissed his cheek. "There are a few side effects but nothing we can't handle."

"Umm…OK…So…I am really a full-fledged pussy boy now?" Harry blushed as he calmed down some.

"I'm afraid so, but not that I'm complaining," Severus grinned a little. "Would you mind if I look at it?"

Harry swallowed nervously, his face going redder as he made sure no one was in the room before lifting the covers and the hospital gown to look at his crotch, which no longer sported the dick he saw after his miscarriage flushed the potion effects out, but the pussy he had gotten used to seeing ever since he first discovered it back at Kym. Severus saw it and patted Harry's head.

"I think you look perfect either way," Severus said. "Although to be honest, I've grown accustomed to you having a vagina than a penis. I can't wait to show you that."

"I want you to be happy. I'm happy when you're happy. I love you, Sev."

"Love you too."

So saying, Severus pulled him close kissing him with passion. Harry kissed him back with the same passion, not realizing that he didn't have his bladder control yet as he had an "accident". Severus broke the kiss and chuckled.

"That is one of the side effects." Severus said before casting a cleaning spell.

"Damn," Harry blushed. "Now I feel like a baby again."

"I don't mind babying you," Severus grinned at Harry's pout.

"How long will this last?"

"A few days, then you will be fine."

"OK. Do…Do I have to wear a diaper or something?"

"Yes," Severus nodded. "But only for a week, I promise."

"A week? I'm gonna be a baby for a week," Harry groaned and covered his face in embarrassment.

"At least you get to have the feel of being the Master for a while, letting me serve you for the rest of the week."

"Well, I guess I can put up with it," Harry smiled bashfully, grinning at the Aurors who have returned from searching for him and glared at him grudgingly before returning to their posts. "I've heard people talking about the Ministry scandal. Has Grandpa Albus finally blown this thing wide open?"

"It seems so. It had been a hectic two weeks and sides were obviously taken," Severus rolled his eyes. "Now it seems that Albus has managed to push the Ministry into the corner and forced them to face trial, though I also have a feeling that the Ministry will stop at nothing to cover it up and tie up loose ends. I hope that whatever Albus got against the Ministry to secure a winning case, he better keep it safe and secure, because there will be no doubt that the Ministry is going to hunt every nook and cranny to find it and destroy it."

"I hope so too. I really do hope everything will turn out alright."