Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Cape of Storms ❯ Chapter 10: Just as the Storm clouds closes in ( Chapter 10 )

 

Nothing was better than waking up between two warm and hard bodies in a soft bed, my head pillowed on muscled arms and soft feathery pillows and cool quilts and cottony sheets. Heaven, it had to be.

 

I opened my eyes and blinked them a few times to make my vision clearer before very slowly lifting my head from Lucius' shoulder and sliding out from under Severus' large and comforting arms which had wrapped around my waist and chest securely. I scooted as quietly and carefully as I could until I could slide off the bottom of the bed into a standing position. I did a quick stretch and then stood up as tall as my heavy midsection would allow.

 

In all of three months I had rounded out “quite well” as Lucius put it. When I first started growing around the midsection Draco had said I looked “healthy” for once but as my pregnancy continued into my fourth month Draco said it looked like I had swallowed a bludger and as soon as I had reached my fifth month he commented that my “bludger” was now a Qwaffle.

 

Five months with a new life growing inside of me and I have to say that it is quite an extraordinary experience to go through.

 

My first two months filled with Nausea and tiredness. Sleeping and puking as Draco put it. And in my third month it was still new with the continued swelling of my ankles and an occasional bout of nausea when an off aroma hit my all too sensitive nose. I really started to round out with a small and barely noticeable bulge and it seemed as if both Lucius and Severus would rub my poor stomach raw with their constant touching and rubbing. I tolerated it all with smiles and patience.

 

My fourth month brought about a larger bulge and small rumors of my weight gain among my students and the few faculty members who had yet to be told. I wore baggier clothes and continued teaching, with Remus' help of course.

 

And now in the middle of my fifth month and another month of school before Summer Hols and my middle growing even more noticeable and with it the gossip.

 

With Lucius and Severus at my side I informed the staff at a staff meeting which was greeted with much well wishing and congratulations on my bonding and impending “motherhood” and Severus' and Lucius' “fatherhood”.

 

It was a few days after that that I finally told my students who of course told others, as in the tradition of Hogwarts. No secret remained a secret for very long. And with it out in the open I felt no need to wear my robes buttoned up and overly baggy which was uncomfortable anyway with the hot and humid weather of summer on the horizon. Spring was bad enough with its intensely warm weather. Being pregnant in the summer wasn't going to be fun or tolerable at all.

 

I made my way to the bathroom as my bladder screamed in agony due to its fullness which was not helped by the now three pounds or more of baby which often used it as a pillow, bed, or spring board.

 

I found myself standing in front of the toilet with its uplifted lid and did what I did every hour or less now a days.

 

It seemed like forever as my bladder began emptying its contents into the bowl below, the sound resounding throughout the bathroom as it did so. When I finished I flushed the contents away before washing my hands and then turning to look at my reflection in the full length mirror that hung on the wall opposite the toilet.

 

I ran my hand over the growing swell causing a move inside. It seemed as if the little one always moves towards a touch instead of away and towards the monitoring spell during checkups. I had a little model in the making from what Poppy said which also led us to wonder whether or not it was the next Malfoy I was carrying.

 

I believe it is Severus' child I carry but it doesn't matter. I plan on giving each a child if I am capable of it. Any children I bring into this world will be loved by all of us. It doesn't matter if it is a Malfoy or a Snape.

 

Personally I think our child has been spoiled already within the womb. I blame Lucius and Sev because of all the attention and touching during my early months.

 

I sigh and pad my way quietly back into the room.

 

“Harry?”

 

I looked up from my rounded body and into the tired and confused frown on Lucius' face.

 

“Just using the loo,” I replied as I made my way to the bed and knelt atop it before leaning on my hands and knees and crawling up the bed until I was once again in my middle spot in-between them.

 

As soon as I lay down two sets of arms wrapped protectively around me, I couldn't help but chuckle at them.

 

“And what do you find so funny in,” the bed moved and the arm to my left moved slightly off of my body as Severus leaned over to look on the night stand where a group of glowing numbers hovered mid air above what looked to be a miniature cauldron, “5:30 in the morning?”

 

I simply grinned and snuggled against their arms more comfortably.

 

If Sev was waiting for an answer he most likely realized he wasn't getting one as he sighed and most likely rolled his eyes, laying back down and snuggling against my back. It was at that moment of complete and utter comfort that our child decided to kick against both their arms causing both men to stir again. Sev sat up turning on the lights with a rushed “lumos” and Luc cast aside the covers so that he could stare down at me and my bloated midsection.

 

“Was that…”

 

“…the baby.”

 

As Severus finished Luc's sentence I was oddly reminded of Fred and George.

 

“Yes, you act surprised. The little acrobat has been doing this for the last few weeks. Mind you, not as strong as the one just now.”

 

“I remember you mentioning you had felt small “ticklish” like movements but that was definitely not a ticklish movement, that was definitely a kick,” said an exasperated Sev.

 

“I told you that your child has been bouncing off my bladder and somersaulting and it had no effect and the moment it kicks you both you both suddenly believe me. I swear, the next child is being carried by one or the both of you.”

 

I couldn't help but smile at their antics. I had known both were dying to feel their child move and even though it was Lucius' second child he was no less awed than Severus.

 

I pushed away my annoyance as both of their hands descended upon my swollen stomach and proceeded to feel for the next movement. Our child was more than happy to oblige with kicks and punches that wandered from front and center to down and to the left or far up and to the right. Eventually the movement began to quiet and as it did I found myself lulled into a peaceful slumber by the large hands that cradled me and my overweight baggage.

 

 

 

To Be Continued….

 

 

It's short but it's something. Haven't given up on this story yet.

 

Kat AKA DeityOfDeath