geek6 (geek6) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2007-12-31 18:31:00 |
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Fic: Quiet. (G)
Title: Quiet.
Author:Geek6
Rating: G
Pairing: SS/RL
Disclaimer: Not mine.. sadly.
Wordcount: 497 approx..
Warning: Mpreg.
Notes: This is another in the small series I've been turning out occasionally. For reasons that possibly only Brits will understand.. I *really* wanted to call it Armitage Shanks.
Cross posted to LJ.
Quiet.
“More importantly, Poppy’s agreed to keep it quiet.”
“Quiet? Why would you ask that? I want everyone to know you’re having our child! Severus, I’m so proud of you,” Remus exclaimed.
Snape glared at him. “You may wish everyone to know. I however, do not. The thought of being besieged with Potters and Weasleys horrifies me. They’ll offer their opinions on how big I get, how much food I ought to be eating, and giving hideous suggestions for names.”
Lupin smiled indulgently. “That’s because they care, Severus.”
“Rubbish! As if I’d let any one them suggest names for our child. For Merlin’s sake, look at how original Potter’s been with his two, James and Sirius! You know full well he’d start on about naming our son Albus or some such rot!“ Severus smirked nastily. “Though perhaps I could say we’re calling him Tom.”
“We most certainly are not!” Remus scowled. “We’ll find a good wholesome name, one that’s just for him.” He sighed. “Though you’re right about Harry pushing for Albus. He wanted to call their youngest that. Ginny didn’t agree, so they settled on Sirius,” Remus chuckled. “You know, if he pressures us about it, we’ll tell him we’ve settled on Gandalf.”
Severus grinned. “Gollum?”
“Imagine his face!” Lupin laughed, then began laughing even harder. “Imagine yours when Hermione and Ginny decide you need a baby shower!”
Severus looked confused. “A baby what?”
“Baby shower. It’s another of those imported ideas from America. They throw a party and bring gifts for you and the baby,” Remus grinned. “Sometimes they even play games. Fastest nappy change and such like.”
“Absolutely not! I will not be made a figure of fun, Remus. This is precisely why we will keep it secret as long as we can. I see no problem with me staying out of sight until after the birth. It’s not like I’m especially sociable anyway. Who would know the difference?”
Remus stepped up close and wrapped his arms around him, his hands coming to rest on Severus abdomen. “I would, Sev. I’m so excited I couldn’t possibly let you hide yourself away. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, but rather to be celebrated.”
“Then let them all ‘celebrate’ once the child has been born. The naming ceremony would be appropriate.”
“I suppose we send letters out saying, ‘Just dropping you a line to invite you to the naming ceremony of the baby we kept quiet about for the entire pregnancy and first few weeks of his life.’”
Severus smirked. “You suppose correctly.”
“What am I going to do with you?” Remus sighed.
“You’re going to unhand me this instant.”
“I am?” Remus hugged him closer.
“Indeed. Otherwise I’m going to vomit all over your feet.”
Remus let go and watched aghast as Snape ran towards the bathroom. “But you said you wouldn’t get sick!”
Snape lifted his head from the toilet bowl, his usually pale face a most unflattering shade of green. “Evidently I was wrong.”