THE OLIVE BRANCH
by The Goblet
Albus Dumbledore looked from one student to the other, his mouth hanging open, the twinkle absent from his eyes.
He was standing in the threshold of bedroom of the Shrieking Shack, scrutinizing the two prefects who sat on the bed. To say that both sixth years were stunned at the arrival of the Headmaster was a gross understatement.
"Explain yourselves," he said, in a quiet, enraged voice.
"We..." began the elder of the two.
"I…" said the other, who was nursing a newborn babe.
"We've had a baby," announced Remus Lupin, as he slid one arm around his former rival, who was still recovering from the birth of their child.
"Indeed you have Mr Lupin, and may I enquire on when you were planning on telling anyone about the recent addition to your family?"
Soon after Albus Dumbledore's sudden appearance in the bedroom of the Shrieking Shack, Remus found himself being escorted by his furious Head of House to the Headmaster's office. His thoughts, however, were not on where he was headed, but on where he had just come.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Categories: Angst, Romance
Warnings: Bestiality, Mpreg, Non-con, Slash
Spoilers: Book 3 (for Severus's sake I'm forgetting a certain incident, in Book 5)
Snape was not successfully rescued during the Shrieking Shack incident. Moony had better uses than lunch for the stray two-legger wandering into his territory.
This story is an entry in Misconceptions: Harry Potter Mpreg Fuh-Q-Fest Wave 2 Challenge(s):
Wave 2 Challenge #14 : Snape was not successfully rescued during the Shrieking Shack incident. Moony had better uses than lunch for the stray two-legger wandering into his territory. (Severus's opinion of the proceedings is up to you.) Immediately following, Severus finds out the hard way about the other way werewolves reproduce. (Submitted by Firestorm17)
Wave 2 Challenge #99 : Someone disappears with no explanation. (Submitted by Charlotte Makenna)
Chapter 1 - The Whomping Willow
"I have a son," Severus Snape said quietly, not managing to keep the awe out of his voice.
He was propped up in bed in the Hospital Wing, holding the tiny infant in his arms. Dumbledore levitated a chair from across the room, to rest beside the boy's bed. "Yes you do Severus," he replied as he sat down. "He's beautiful."
Severus glanced up at the Headmaster before gazing at his son once more. "He's perfect."
Albus cleared his throat, "My boy, I need to ask you something rather personal."
Severus looked up at the old man, panic evident in his eyes. He swallowed, "Yes, sir?"
"How was he conceived?"
Thursday, 18 December 1975
Severus Snape strode purposefully across the grounds and down to the Whomping Willow. Earlier that week he had overheard Sirius Black loudly explain to his offsider, Peter Pettigrew, how to gain access to the tunnel under the tree which led to Lupin's secret hideout. Severus was sure that this was indeed a trap. His suspicions were confirmed when he heard Pettigrew complain that he already knew how to stop the Whomping Willow from whomping, and had known so for a number of years. But Severus wasn't scared. He knew Remus Lupin was a werewolf, and tonight he was going to prove it and get the boy expelled.
Armed with his wand, to defend himself, and a camera to prove to everyone that Lupin was a dark creature, Severus picked up a fallen branch from the ground and pressed the concealed knob on the tree. So intent on his task, the Slytherin did not see Potter come running across the grounds as he descended into the passageway.
Slowly, Severus made his way along the dimly-lit tunnel. He had his wand held out in front of him, in readiness to stop an attack by the transformed werewolf. Werewolves had been covered in Defence Against the Dark Arts at the end of his third year, and Severus had spent many hours studying them once he had come to the conclusion that Lupin was, in fact, a werewolf. He was very confident that he could defend himself against the raging beast.
Inching along the tunnel, Severus heard a low growl. He stopped short. His heart racing. Gathering his courage, Severus began to move forward once more. He rounded a small bend in the tunnel and for the first time saw the newly transformed werewolf.
Severus stood in the tunnel unable to move. He stared at the snarling and growling werewolf as it leapt down a flight of stairs, and came running towards him. After several moments, Severus did the only thing he could think of.
He dropped his belongings, turned, and ran.
The teenager had not travelled more than a few yards, when he was attacked from behind, Moony leaping through the air, and landing on the running Slytherin: both boy and wolf landing very hard on the stone floor. Severus struggled wildly, flaying his arms and legs, kicking and punching the wolf, as it ripped and tore at his clothes.
During the struggle Severus twisted and struggled so much that he found himself lying on his back, arms and legs spread wide. Moony was hovering over him, his front paws holding down his shoulders, his back legs stretched out, and positioned between Severus's sprawled limbs. Severus's robes were badly torn and did nothing to keep out the cold winter air, nor conceal his modesty.
NC-17 scene cut here. I'm sure you can use your imagination: Snape was not successfully rescued during the Shrieking Shack incident. Moony had better uses than lunch for the stray two-legger wandering into his territory.
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Just know that Remus bites Severus on the shoulder during the incident.
Unable to distance himself from the dark creature, Severus lay there, reflecting on the evening. Before long, large fat tears began to spill down his face.
That night, under the heavy weight of a werewolf, Severus cried himself to sleep.
The next morning, Severus awoke slowly. He was sore and cold. Various scratches on his skin stung, while his muscles protested as he moved to look over his shoulder.
The sight that met him shocked Severus considerably. Lying on top of him, as he had been in wolf form last night, was Lupin. The Gryffindor was sleeping peacefully as he lay covering Severus.
Moving gently, so as not to disturb the sleeping boy, Severus slowly and tenderly extracted himself from his grasp. Gingerly, so as not to further upset his painful backside, Severus bent over and retrieved the tattered remains of his underwear and robes.
Hobbling miserably up the tunnel, Severus picked up his wand, before cast darning and cleaning charms on his robes. He felt unclean. He felt miserable and dirty, like a cheap whore.
Retrieving the camera from where it lay, Severus fled the tunnel and escaped into the Shrieking Shack before making his way back to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade, avoiding the larger than usual Christmas crowds.
Once safely barricaded in his dormitory, Severus took a long hot shower, scrubbing each inch of skin thoroughly with three different soaps, in an effort to cleanse himself.
Severus was grateful that his classmates had gone home for the Christmas holidays the night before, thus eliminating the need to explain his injuries, or last night's absence, to anyone.
Retrieving a mild healing balm from his trunk, Severus rubbed it into his assorted cuts and bruises. The cuts stung as the healing balm was rubbed in, while putting pressure on his bruises made Severus's eyes water.
Crawling into bed after the disastrous encounter Severus thanked Merlin that he was still alive.
Albus gazed at the teenager, propped up against stark white pillows. He looked sad, "Why didn't you tell anyone about the incident?" he asked softly, hurt that the boy hadn't thought of asking for help.
Severus shrugged. "If I were to have come to you with that, what would you have done?" he asked softly, not looking at the Headmaster.
Albus remained silent, watching the boy and his son.
"Exactly," continued Severus. "Nothing. You would have explained to me that if I had encountered a werewolf on the night of the full moon, I would have been killed, not raped." Severus let the ugly word hang in the air.
Albus looked at Severus. "I would have believed you," he said quietly. "You had tangible proof. You were pregnant."
Severus glared at Dumbledore, "I didn't find out that was even a possibility until a week after the Incident," he replied coolly.