snupin_mods (snupin_mods) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2010-06-21 22:24:00 |
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Snupin Remix: Story Gift for Tetsubinatu
Title: When the Bough Breaks
Author: Remixopus the Great
Rating: R
Warnings/Disclaimer: Mpreg. I'm not JKR…she'd never do this to the boys.
Summary: Remus needs an heir in a hurry.
Notes: 3,600 words. Original Story: Essential Qualities of a Sperm Donor by Tetsubinatu. Thanks to E for the word menternity and the mod for her great patience.
Remus turned the letter over in his hands. There was nothing like the stark reality of pen on parchment from a solicitor's office with a notary seal on it. Of course, he’d known about this. It was no secret that the family home passed to the eldest heir; the secret was that the heir had to produce one of their own or at the very least be in the process by said heir's fortieth birthday. A codicil undoubtedly added to encourage early procreation and discourage homosexuality. He sighed. I wasn’t as if he didn’t want a family; he very much did, but the time restriction was an issue.
He’d thought about a family since the end of the war. His brief stint as Tonk’s husband and father-to-be made it all the more apparent that it was exactly what he wanted. He imagined raising a child or two. They would be curious, bright and magical; another stipulation of the magical inheritance, no squibs. He had approximately seven months to woo and impregnate a witch. What were the odds really of a homosexual werewolf doing that? None. Remus shook himself. No more negative thinking. There had to be a way!
What he needed to do was clear his mind; a fresh start. He needed a wank and he needed it now. His fingers immediately undid his trousers and slipped into his pants. He plucked at his brain for a fantasy.
Lily and James doing it doggie-style with him stumbling upon them and making appropriate use of James’ available assets. No, not today. Or perhaps Draco and Harry fucking madly on the head table in the Great Hall. Not long enough. Minerva sucking Flitwick under the table at a staff meeting. Where had that come from?! Severus fucking Regulus in the Quidditch shed after a match.
Oh, yeah that was a good one! He loved men with long dark hair and this was a two- for-one. Severus and Regulus had gone to put the brooms away in the Quidditch shed. Remus had followed; there was a rumour that they were a couple and he was curious. He watched through a tiny window as they stripped. Merlin, they were lovely. All long and lean and randy. Their cocks were perfect as they stood out from their bodies. Remus squeezed his prick. Severus cast some preparatory spells and sunk into Regulus none too gently. Regulus moaned, loudly. Apparently, they were pressed for time, because Severus was moving in and out hard and fast. Regulus pulled his prick just as roughly in time. Seventeen year old boys were not known for their stamina. In a moment, Regulus was spilling his cream in a puddle on the rough wooden floor. Severus threw back his head and yelled ‘fuck’ as he poured himself into Regulus’ clenching arse. Remus made a complete mess of his pants.
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A half-hour later he was ready to think. He needed a child. Funny that he needed a child to keep his home, but he wanted a family and he would need to have the home if he was going to be able to do that. It was quite twisted, actually. Women he had already discounted, which left men. The problem remained the same. He currently had no prospects and it was undoubtedly more difficult to convince a man to become pregnant than a woman. Suddenly, he remembered something he’d read. The new menternity potions had actually been tested by werewolves in Romania. At the time he had thought about how progressive they were there. Of course, what were a few werewolves compared to all those dragons. He could have the baby. It was simple really. Take the potion, have sex and voila.
All right, not so simple. He could probably entice Severus to make the potion for the right price and stroking of his vanity. The sex might prove more difficult; the last time he’d done that was a few years ago, and he still needed that person to be magical. He drummed his fingers for a few minutes. A sperm donor that was what he needed. Perhaps, a list.
Sperm donors:
1.
The page stayed blank for a long time. Maybe he should list the qualities he needed first, not actual persons. He wrote Essential Qualities of a Sperm Donor, above his first notation.
1. Powerful
2. Intelligent
3. Loyal
4. Brave
5. Trustworthy
He tossed the quill aside. Apparently, he wanted a Niffler Scout or a dog. He read the words again. He knew who this was and he was no dog. It was Severus. Severus who wouldn’t even have tea with him. Severus who would probably unman him at the mere mention of sex or semen. Severus who made no secret of hating children. Severus whom he'd lusted after for years. He would have to consider this, but not for too long.
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A few days later he was inspired. The Wizarding wireless was on and an advert came over the air about a sperm bank. They were looking for new donors. It lamented the loss of great magical power during the war and the need to increase the Wizarding population in general. Severus probably didn’t even listen to this program, but it gave him an idea. A very Marauder-like idea; a very Slytherin idea.
He spent the rest of the afternoon creating his own print advert for the sperm bank. It was worded specifically to stroke Severus' ego. Or at the very least ensure that not all of the next generation of witches and wizards were dunderheads. The piece-de-résistance was the picture of the wizard that resembled Albus that pointed a wand outward with the caption read ‘We Want You’. When the flyer was complete, he carefully removed all magical signatures and would have it delivered by owl post the same as the rest of the adverts that were delivered every day.
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Remus waited a week before contacting Severus for an appointment.
"Hello, Severus."
“I imagine you would like to procure Wolfsbane." Severus drawled.
“Actually, no. I take the Ministry supplied version. It’s not as good as yours, of course, but it does the job.
Severus snorted.
“I would like to purchase a menternity potion. There was one they tested in Romania that I read about. I’d like to know if you could make it and what the cost to purchase would be."
Severus tapped his chin. "The Moldova variant. It was tested on werewolves successfully." He pursed his lips. "I will have to check into the ingredient list and the specified brewing time before I can give you a price."
"Fair enough. Would you consider joining me for tea?" Remus asked.
"I imagine that your partner would be none too thrilled about you being seen with another man."
Remus tilted his chin up. "I am permitted friends, you know." He sighed. Of course, Severus would assume there was someone; anyone would.
Severus studied him for a moment. "I will have your quote by the end of the week."
"Severus, I….?"
"I believe that is what you came for."
"Not all I came for." Remus said under his breath. "Thank you, Severus." He replied louder.
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Severus' quote turned out to be exceptionally reasonable; the sperm bank's less so, but it evened out. He would write a few more columns for the Quibbler and the release of his latest book would put him on more firm financial ground. It had been quite simple to pick his preferred donor from the little cards he was given; the short descriptors could not hide Severus' talents. His fingers twitched around his wand. He would have to wait three days before the results of the pregnancy test spell would be accurate.
Three days of tortuous waiting were followed by three months of nearly continuous vomiting, but without monthly transformations. The usual remedies had not kept the nausea at bay and Poppy had chided him about his weight. She did, however, proclaim that the baby was, in fact, doing well and Remus sighed in relief.
Two days later he'd awoken and had not reached for the bucket at the side of his bed. He sat up gingerly and still felt fine, good actually. After his shower felt great, and a breakfast of oatmeal and pomegranate molasses stayed down. He hummed to himself as he went to get dressed. Ten minutes later he sat on the bed in nothing but his boxers. Nothing fit. He couldn't button a single pair of trousers and his attempt as expansion charms had shredded the well worn material of several pairs. Granted most of them were left from his student days and had barely fit before. Now he had a belly. He ran his hand over it lovingly. This was really happening. Today, he needed to go shopping for some clothes.
He finally put on a pair of denims that he didn't button or zip and a jumper. His belly bulged and it was obvious his trousers weren't done up, so he threw a robe over his shoulders and hoped no one would notice. He went to a men's shop in Hogsmeade. The bell over the door tinkled and he was greeted by well dressed wizard. He explained he had a medical condition that caused him to gain and lose weight and was lead to a selection of trousers with expansion charms built in.
The shop was a bit warm and Remus shrugged of his robe and held it over his arm. Eventually, the robe ended up draped over a clothing rack as he searched the shelves for appropriate jumpers. He was stretched out reaching for a larger size on the top shelf; his jumper riding up revealing his belly and unfastened denims. Then he heard a voice.
"Really Lupin are you inviting someone into your pants? Hmmm. It looks as if someone has already been there."
Remus smoothed his jumper back down. "Just out looking for some new clothes, Severus. How are you doing?"
"Quite well, thank you. I see my potion was effective."
Remus smiled. "Yes it was. Thank you Severus."
Severus glanced around the shop. "And the other father?"
"He's not in the picture." Remus replied as he stared directly at the shelves.
"Ah. He decided he did not want the role of the wolf-pecked husband then?"
"Play nicely, Severus." Remus warned.
"When have I ever?" Severus asked placidly.
A wry smile came to Remus face. "Never." He added two jumpers to the trousers on his arm. "Why don't I pay for these and then I can buy us some tea."
Severus nodded. "Very well, if you are buying."
After the first tea, there was one every week following. Severus let down his guard a little and they talked about a myriad of topics. They added a Saturday night game of chess to their repertoire. At the sixth month mark Harry worked out that Remus was pregnant. Gifts for the baby poured in from Order members, the entire Weasley clan and many former students. Severus helped him pick out the colour for the nursery.
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Rosabella Lupin was born on Beltane. She had a dark shock of hair, indeterminate eyes and a pink rosebud shaped mouth which her father named her for. He was completely enamoured the first moment he saw her. Severus dutifully visited them in the Hogwart's infirmary and while he declined to hold her he did run a gentle thumb over her plump cheek.
Two weeks later Remus returned to his writing. It was more difficult than it had been now that he had an infant to take care of, but she was more than worth it. He and Severus managed to continue their Tuesday teas, but Remus tended to fall asleep during the Saturday chess matches. Severus had taken to dropping in one evening a week bringing with him a take away supper. Remus was more than half in love. Since his transformations returned; Harry and Molly worked out a schedule for taking care of Rose while he could not.
It all fell apart in October while Harry was on an extended holiday and the Weasleys had acquired a new pet. Apparently, Rose was allergic to keazles. Remus only had a few hours to find a substitute. In sheer desperation, he floo called Severus.
"Severus, might I come through?"
"Of course. Is something wrong with Rose?"
Remus shifted the baby on his hip; she beamed at Severus. "Molly was supposed to watch her tonight, but they have a new pet keazle. It appears that Rose is allergic; she teared up and started sneezing immediately."
Severus touched a long finger to her nose. She giggled and reached for it. "I do not blame you. I am allergic to the fuzzy dust mops myself." He told the baby.
"I was wondering if you could watch her. You could do it at our house; all her things are there. I would be in the cellar, of course." Remus rushed to say.
"Of course." Severus waved a hand. "I am certain Miss Bella Rose Lupin and I will be just fine. Won't we miss?"
The baby tried to pull his finger into her mouth.
Remus chuckled. "I imagine we can take that as a yes." He grinned a sappy, parental grin at this daughter. "Thank you, Severus."
He crawled out of the cellar barely upright to find Severus seated in the kitchen, the expression on his face grim.
"Is Rose all right?"
"Yes, she is." Severus replied coldly. "You, however, are lucky not to be hexed where you stand."
"What's wrong, Severus?" A cold fear clutched at his heart.
"Perhaps you could explain this." Severus unrolled several parchments onto the table. "Or mayhap you prefer to start with the birthmark on your daughter's hip."
Remus swallowed hard. His original notes and drawings for the flyer he sent to Severus lay in front of him. He worried his lip considered what to say.
"She's my daughter isn't she? The Prince family all have the same mark, me included." Severus hissed. "I was looking for a piece of parchment to document our evening, in case anything out of the ordinary happened and what did if find? You were responsible for that advert. You knew exactly which buttons to push. That picture so like Albus." Severus shook his head. "Merlin, Lupin I never imagined you were such a bastard."
"I…let me…"
Severus held up his hand. "I do not care to listen to more lies. You will put my name on her birth certificate and we will make arrangements for me to have her two or three days a week. I will be the one to take care of her during the full; explain it to your friends anyway you like."
"Your name is already on her birth certificate. I couldn't leave it off." Remus whispered. "And any days you chose to have her will be fine." He said in a louder voice.
Severus cocked one eyebrow. "My name is already on the document?"
"Yes. It was only right. I had also documented all the information in my will; in case anything happened." Remus replied.
"Interesting notion you have of right and wrong." Severus drawled. "I will be back to pick her up Friday night at six and return her Sunday night by six." He stalked into the lounge and pulled his cloak off the peg before swirling around and stepping into the floo.
Remus sank into a chair; he didn't move until he heard Rose crying. Later, he flung the papers one by one into the fire. The damage was done and there was no turning back.
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Severus was true to his word. He took Rose a couple of days a week. It was obvious she loved being with him. Remus couldn't as for more, but he wanted to. He wanted Severus in his life; he wanted a family, the one that included both Severus and Rose, and all of them living in one place. When Severus had Rose and Remus wasn't writing, he created a book. This book told the story of how and why he had done what he had done. It wasn't pretty or amusing or even flattering, but it was the truth. He included the letter from the solicitor as the first page.
Christmas had come and gone. Rose had spent Christmas Eve with Remus and Christmas Day with Severus. He hadn't asked if there had been a tree, but she came home with a lovely soft quilt suitable for a big girl bed and a funny, stuffed toy spider and jingled madly with every movement. Severus had taken her for the full two days ago and he would be back tonight to pick her up again. He poured some oat porridge mix into a bowl; Rose didn't like the rice cereal. The formula was ready; he would just have to heat it and mix them when she awoke.
He grinned as he heard he cry out.
Remus went to sweep her out of her crib and stopped in his tracks. Her skin was all blotchy and she had the sheen of perspiration on her skin. He changed her diaper; put her in dry clothes and floo-called Poppy. She saw them right away. Dragon pox. She had dragon pox.
He took her home and tried to feed her and give her the potions that the medi-witch hand prescribed. She had a screaming fit and stiffened her entire body. He laid her gently on the lounge rug as she continued to scream; he had to call Severus and let him know he couldn't pick her up this evening.
"Severus?" Remus called through the floo.
"What is it Lupin? I have work. Is that Rose?"
"That's why I called."
"Step back, Lupin. I am coming through." Severus commanded.
Remus stepped back and picked up the sobbing Rose. "Papa is coming."
"What is going on, Lupin?" Severus asked as he looked over his crying blotchy daughter.
"Dragon pox." Remus answered.
"You did not have her vaccinated?" Severus demanded.
"Severus, she can't be vaccinated until she's two. I've already taken her to see Poppy and I have potions. Right now she needs a bottle and a probably a nice rock in the rocker. She can't go with you tonight."
"She will not need to go anywhere. I am staying right here." He stated firmly.
"Severus…"
"We can argue while she is sleeping. Get her a bottle."
Remus didn't need to be told twice. He scurried off to the kitchen while Severus held Rose. When he returned Severus commandeered the bottle and sat down in the rocker. The baby drank greedily for a while, but then started to wail again. Severus rocked and soothed and after a long while Remus took a turn holding her and walking. They took turns rocking and walking and she was given another dose of her potion before she fell into a fitful sleep. Remus laid her in her crib and tiptoed out of the room.
'Would you like some lunch, Severus?"
"Is it safe to assume that mine will not be laced with poison?"
"Oh, you are a funny man. I made some soup yesterday; you can heat your portion by yourself if you like."
Severus looked at Remus carefully. "That will not be necessary."
Remus looked up a little surprised. He reheated the potato soup and took out some bread, cheese and fruit. Lunch was a quite affair. Severus cleared the table.
"I found some more interesting reading in your desk, Lupin."
Remus wanted to put his forehead to the table, hard. "I…."
"It was quite well organized although most of it was drivel. The solicitor's letter on page one was most enlightening. It is clear that your intent was not as calculating and thoughtless as I had assumed."
Rose cried. Severus stood up. "I believe it is my turn."
They spent three days taking turns caring for their sick daughter. Severus didn't leave the house and he and Remus took turns sleeping and showering, although they did manage most meals together. Finally, Rose's fever broke and she drank an entire bottle without incident. Her skin had started to return to its usual ivory-pink. Remus laid her in the crib; Severus ran his fingers over her neck.
"Come to bed, Severus." Remus spoke softly.
"I.."
"You're tired; I'm tired. There is plenty of room."
Severus eyes were ringed with dark circles and wary.
"Please?" Remus asked.
Severus followed him and they both stripped to their boxers before falling into bed.
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Hours later they awoke. Remus had his arm wrapped tightly around Severus as he spooned up behind him.
"Lupin, what are you doing back there?"
Remus smiled. "Nothing Severus. Just holding you."
"If I stay there will have to be some rules."
Remus held his breath. "Such as?"
Severus took a deep breath. Remus could feel it under his hand. "I shall expect better treatment and you will make an honest man of me."
Remus let out his breath and kissed the back of Severus' neck. "We haven't even...."
"Do you want to be the one to explain that to our daughter when the time comes?"
"No." Remus replied as he tightened his arm around Severus.
"Obviously, there have been a few oversights on your part."
"I am afraid you're right Severus." Remus grinned against his back. "I'll do my best to make them up to you and her."
"I believe that may just suit." Severus replied and he snuggled back against Remus and went back to sleep.
End