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FIC: Building Beauty
Title: Building Beauty
Author:joanwilder aka RaeWhit
Pairing: Harry/Severus
Rating: PG
Warnings: This is foraccioslash for correctly guessing my drabble in snarry_ldws, so I give you Mpreg!
Word Count: 265
Summary: Both Harry and Snape are building something beautiful.
Building Beauty
They hadn't planned it. Not at all. Harry still wasn't sure which one of them had been the more shocked. But like everything else in their lives, they'd adjusted…were still adjusting.
Harry's was the bigger burden, though, as he dealt with a change in body image. He hadn't missed that over the past several months, Severus looked at him almost strangely. Sometimes it seemed like fascination, but other times, he looked away when Harry caught him at it.. So…Harry worried.
Just that morning, he'd stood staring at himself in the mirror, stopped dead in his tracks as he was about to get dressed. He sensed Severus behind him, then watched their reflections as two strong arms encircled him. Severus laced his fingers together beneath Harry's swollen belly, then gently lifted as he rested his chin on Harry's shoulder. "You look beautiful," was all that Severus had said.
So much for worrying.
When Severus was late for supper, Harry found himself standing in the doorway to his lab, watching him work. Bent in over his task, his hands were sure, his mind focused, even though this was something Severus had never made before. And he was doing it the Muggle way.
Sanded cherry wood spindles, dozens of them, and a regal scrolled headboard that would've been fit for any Slytherin or Gryffindor heir, but this crib would hold a 'Prince', instead.
"It's beautiful," Harry said as he leant against the doorjamb.
Looking up, Severus smiled. "You're building a child with your body; the least I could do is build his bed with my hands."
Title: Building Beauty
Author:
joanwilder aka RaeWhitPairing: Harry/Severus
Rating: PG
Warnings: This is for
accioslash for correctly guessing my drabble in snarry_ldws, so I give you Mpreg!Word Count: 265
Summary: Both Harry and Snape are building something beautiful.
They hadn't planned it. Not at all. Harry still wasn't sure which one of them had been the more shocked. But like everything else in their lives, they'd adjusted…were still adjusting.
Harry's was the bigger burden, though, as he dealt with a change in body image. He hadn't missed that over the past several months, Severus looked at him almost strangely. Sometimes it seemed like fascination, but other times, he looked away when Harry caught him at it.. So…Harry worried.
Just that morning, he'd stood staring at himself in the mirror, stopped dead in his tracks as he was about to get dressed. He sensed Severus behind him, then watched their reflections as two strong arms encircled him. Severus laced his fingers together beneath Harry's swollen belly, then gently lifted as he rested his chin on Harry's shoulder. "You look beautiful," was all that Severus had said.
So much for worrying.
When Severus was late for supper, Harry found himself standing in the doorway to his lab, watching him work. Bent in over his task, his hands were sure, his mind focused, even though this was something Severus had never made before. And he was doing it the Muggle way.
Sanded cherry wood spindles, dozens of them, and a regal scrolled headboard that would've been fit for any Slytherin or Gryffindor heir, but this crib would hold a 'Prince', instead.
"It's beautiful," Harry said as he leant against the doorjamb.
Looking up, Severus smiled. "You're building a child with your body; the least I could do is build his bed with my hands."