Title: Secrets to the Wind
Author: Lady B
Pairing: Harry/Draco, Severus
Rating: rated per chapter; this one - R
Warnings: per chapter; this one – mentions of rape, mpreg
Summary: If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.  ~Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created by JK Rowling. I claim no rights to these, only my original plot devices and any original characters I've created from my own mind. I am not making any money from this story.
Author's note: Yeah, another freaking plot bunny bit me. I'm beginning to hate those bunnies. Takes place in Seventh year and completely ignores anything and everything after Book/Movie 5. I'm taking serious liberties with the plots and time lines at the end of OotP.

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Part 2

-Flashback, the summer before sixth year-

"Potter!" Harry heard his aunt shouting. He looked up from his Transfigurations essay to the open door.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia?" he called back.

"I need you to go to market, we're out of those cookies Duddy likes!"

"Be down in a moment, Aunt Petunia!" Harry called back.

Against his doctor's wishes, Dudley's mother and father had taken him off his diet, claiming it was "upsetting his delicate bone structure". Harry snorted at that, albeit out of the viewing range of his relatives.

He put away his things, petting Hedwig on his way out the door. He couldn't really complain, His aunt and uncle had been decent to him so far this summer.

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Petunia was sitting at the kitchen table making a list of things.

"We also need some bread, milk and eggs and steak. Here's ten pounds. If there's change left over, you can get yourself something but I want back what's left. Understood?"

"Yes, Aunt Petunia." Harry nodded, getting his shopping bag from the closet.

"And no dawdling. I want you back in time to start supper before Vernon gets home."

Harry nodded and left.

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He was walking home when he was set upon by four men, who took great delight in beating him senseless before dragging him into an alley and raping him repeatedly. He blacked out as the men took their turns, his magic doing the best it could to heal his mind, his body and his soul.

It was pure coincidence that one Severus Snape was in Muggle London that day. He was visiting an old family friend when he spotted the bane of his existence walking home, carrying a bag of groceries. He followed the young man at a safe distance (as in the other side of the street) and was a witness to the beating and subsequent rape and ran to his aid (though it was too late to prevent the damage done). He hexed the attackers before Obliviating them and he took Harry into his arms, Apparating him to his relatives.

Petunia was the one who answered his knock and gaped in shock when she saw the condition her nephew was in. She led Severus to his bedroom and they took turns caring for him and healing his wounds.

It was a few months later when Petunia discovered how extraordinary her nephew really was. She happened upon him as he was staring at his naked body in the mirror on the back of his door. His stomach was protruding at an odd angle and he looked at his aunt, fear etched into every line of his face. She could recognize the signs of a pregnancy when she saw it.

"Aunt Petunia, will you owl Professor Snape for me, please?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"Why not the headmaster or your friends?" she asked.

"I don't want them to see me like this. I don't want them to know. It would make me more of a freak than I already am! Especially when the local news gets wind of it! Please?" Harry begged. She would have argued that he wasn't a freak but it was the plea that stopped her. Harry had never asked his relatives for anything the whole time he had been with them and the ice around her heart that she had erected for her nephew began to melt just a bit.

Professor Snape arrived and Petunia gave him the news. To say he was shocked was an understatement.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"See for yourself." Petunia told him. So he had gone to see Harry and his stomach, casting spells. For once, there was no malice in his tone when he told Harry what potions he would be needing for his "condition". Harry had asked him about what he would do when school started again. Severus told him not to worry, he would work it out.

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When school did start up again, Severus kept Harry in "Remedial Potions" but in reality, he spent time with Harry in the Room of Requirement monitoring Harry's progress.

Harry went into labor almost six weeks early, at The Dursleys, who had invited him home for Christmas for the first time ever. Severus had connected their floo to the one in his quarters and it was Vernon who called for Severus when the contractions started.

At 4:25 AM, Christmas morning, Ignatius Salazar Godric Evans Potter was brought into the world. Since he was born so early, Severus kept him in a magical incubator for the rest of the holiday. Thankfully he had none of the features of the men who had taken liberties with Harry, with his dark hair and green eyes, he was the spitting image of his father.

Harry suffered from post-partum depression for about a week after returning to school. Severus put him on a series of potions to combat the effects. His friends attributed his volatile moods to him still grieving for Sirius.

He allowed Harry to use his floo every weekend and during Harry's free periods to visit his son at his aunt's house, who was glad to babysit while Harry was at school.

And life settled into a routine for Harry and Severus. Harry would visit him during free periods and they talked through their animosity. Harry began to see Severus as a father-figure and Severus began to see Harry as the son he never had. And he spoiled Iggy rotten. So much so that Harry named him as Iggy's godfather, which pleased Severus to no end.

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Of course...no one was content until they had deduced all of Harry's secrets.

TBC...