Wild Love

Harry

Harry watched from the doorway. Charlie stood in front of the mirror, his toothbrush hung on the side of his mouth.

“I’m brave. I bravely strive to better myself. I’m in touch with my emotions. I surrender to the universe. My emotions are worthy.” Charlie spat out the toothpaste and took a deep breath. “I… Love myself.”

Tears burned Harry’s eyes. Charlie has done this every morning since he came back. Harry would say it with him in his head. The change in Charlie was noticeable. 

Today Harry is going to Charlie’s mind healer appointment. Last week, Charlie asked his healer if I could come. His mind healer thought it was a great idea. 

“You know you could say them out loud with me. Instead of watching me say them every morning.” Charlie looked over at him and there was a smirk on his face. Harry rolled his eyes. He made his way over to his boyfriend and kissed his lips. 

“I didn’t want to bother you while you did it. If it makes it harder for you, I won’t watch it anymore. I’m just amazed, Charlie, and proud.” The redhead leaned down and gave Harry another kiss. 

“I’d love for you to say affirmations with me every morning. I think it might be good. I’m trying Harry so fucking hard. I know it might sound crazy, but since saying them, I’ve felt a change.” Harry cupped Charlie’s cheeks and rubbed their noses together. 

“Then we will say them every morning. When Pooh Bear gets older, we will say them as a family.” Charlie crushed their lips together. It was as if the older wizard poured all of his love into that kiss. 

Harry pulled away, lighted-headed and happy from the kiss. “We should get going. If you kiss me like that again, we will miss your appointment.” Harry loved that they were going slow with their relationship since getting back together. He was ready though, being pregnant and having all these emotions and hormones had him almost jumping that man daily.

“You are right. Hold on tight and I will apparate us there.” Harry wrapped his arms around the taller man and felt that pull in his stomach as they popped away. 

When they popped into the waiting room Harry took a deep breath. Quick travel like that has been getting harder the further along he got. Charlie must have noticed the change in him. The redhead walked them over to two chairs and sat them down. His worried eyes looked down at his body. 

“I’m okay, I promise.” Charlie placed his hands on Harry’s stomach, his magic flowed over him. Charlie's magic always helped.

The door opened and a man his age walked out. It must be the healer Finch Fletchley. 

“Charlie, good to see you and you must be Harry! I’ve heard a lot about you!” Harry smiled up at the man as Charlie helped him up from the chair. 

"Yes, and you must be Healer Finch Fletchley. I’m so happy to meet you!” Harry stuck out his hand and the healer took it.

“Please call me Justin. Let's go inside and talk.” Harry followed, and Charlie was right behind him. The redhead pulled him over to the leather couch. 

“When Charlie told me last week that you wanted to come I was shocked but happy. He has made so much progress in the time that he has been coming here. I can see the growth.” The man looked proud. 

Harry looked over at Charlie who had had a small blush on his cheeks. “Yes, I’m proud of him.” 

“I hope that you don’t mind if I ask you some questions Harry.” Justin pulled out a journal and a pen. “If you don’t feel comfortable answering any of them, that's fine.” Harry took a deep breath and rested his hands on his stomach. Pooh Bear kicked him, to let him know that he was there with him. 

“Sure.” Harry would admit that he is a little scared to see what he would ask but this was good for them. 

“First I want to congratulate you on your pregnancy. Charlie told me that you were having a boy. That is exciting. Charlie and I discussed how he felt about the pregnancy. I wanted to ask you how you feel about it, I know it must have been shocking for you to find out at the time you did.”  Justin asked as he wrote something down in his journal. 

“It was difficult in the beginning. I found out right before Charlie came home and collapsed. I was so worried and I rushed him to the hospital. I was going to tell him once we figured out what was wrong with him. I was scared but happy when I found out. I was having a baby with the man I loved.” Harry picked at his fingernails as he spoke. His eyes never left his hands, he didn’t think he could look at Charlie right now. 

“I can understand your feelings Harry, so Charlie told me what happened in the hospital. Would you mind telling me how you felt after?”  Charlie must have noticed him abusing his nails. He interlaced their fingers together. 

“After I left the hospital, umm I told my parents that I was pregnant. I thought at first that Charlie wouldn’t want to hear that I was pregnant. If he didn’t want me, why would he want our child? Then the months passed and I wanted to tell him but I was scared. I didn’t know what he would think, or how upset he would be. He was so angry at the hospital. I felt bad because during our relationship I told him how much I loved him and that it didn’t matter if he had two legs or none! I felt like it didn’t matter what I said, he wasn’t going to believe me. So why would he believe that I was pregnant? I was angry because of the hurtful things he said to me. Then I was guilty because I was keeping the fact that he had a child.” Harry let go of Charlie’s hand and stood up. The room was big enough for him to pace. 

“I mean I didn’t even know what I was going to do once Topher was born. Could I have kept him from his son whom he didn’t even know about? Does that make me a horrible person? I feel like a horrible person! Thankfully he saw me at the dragon sanctuary. It was like a weight was lifted off my chest. At least he would know now. Then I saw the man he has become in such a short time. Then that makes me feel any worse because he has been there for me since. I want a future with him, I want us to be a family. I just need to know that we won’t keep things from each other. I need to know that he doesn’t hate me or resent me because I didn’t tell him when I first found out or that I would have hidden it from him.”  Harry had one hand on his stomach and the other rested on his lower back. Tears poured down his face.  

Charlie stood and rushed over to him. Harry found himself in the redhead's arms. 

“I don’t resent you or hate you. I wasn’t in the right place to hear or be the man that you needed. Harry, I hated myself. I couldn’t love you as much as you deserved because I didn’t love myself. You said it yourself, I didn’t believe you. I am still learning to believe it myself. I want to be with you now and always. I’m sorry for everything that I said. You had every right to be mad at me. To keep this child away from me because who knows what I would have said if you told me back then. I know that I would have said that I couldn’t be a father because of my legs. Now though I know that I could. I am not saying I will be perfect or that I won't be grumpy some days but that doesn’t change that I can be a great father and great partner for you.” Charlie cupped his cheeks and made him look up at him.  “I love you.”

Those words stole Harry’s breath. “I… I love you too….” Harry lifted his head higher to silently ask for a kiss. Charlie leaned down and brushed their lips together in a chaste kiss.

“Charlie, Harry, I’m glad that you were able to work through your emotions. Harry it would make me feel better if you would come take a seat. I know that took a lot out of you. I’ve heard that one of your parents is scary. I don't think I want him coming in here.” Justin joked, making Harry laugh. 

“You are probably right. I’m sorry, these pregnancy hormones.” Harry pulled Charlie with him back to the couch. The redhead had him snuggled into his side.

“Your feelings are valid Harry. What I think we would need to work on is communication, openness, and validation. Going forward I think that we should do this once a month. Charlie I would like to still see you every week. Harry if you like we can find a day for you and then if there is a day that you want to go together we can set that up. I’m very happy with what was said today. I just have one last question for today and then we can just talk about anything. Are you okay with that scheduling?” Justin wrote again in his journal but had a kind smile on his face. 

Harry looked over at Charlie who nodded at him. Harry smiled, “Yes that schedule sounds perfect!” 

Charlie

Charlie looked down at Harry. The smaller man looked so peaceful as he slept. The day was very emotional, after the healer's appointment they came home. They watched movies on the couch for the rest of the day and had pizza for dinner. Which was Charlie's favorite muggle meal.

Charlie was happy for the first time in a very long time. Harry was back, now that he had him back he wasn’t going to let him go ever again. Charlie was so lost in thought he jumped when Harry’s hand cupped his cheek.

“You were watching me sleep?” Harry asked his voice husky with sleep. Charlie leaned down and pressed a kiss on Harry’s forehead.

“I was, you looked so peaceful, my little pixy. I was thinking about how lucky I am to have you again. I hope to never intentionally hurt you again. I want to love you and take care of you. You and Christopher Orson.” Charlie tested his son’s middle name. He found it in a baby name book and he thought it would be perfect.

Harry raised his eyebrow and asked, “Orson?” 

“Yea, Topher Orson. Orson means little bear.” The smile that broke on Harry’s face answered his question. He knew it was a perfect middle name.

“Oh Charlie, that is perfect! Topher Orson!” Harry wrapped his arm around Charlie’s neck and pulled him down into a deep kiss. The kiss was perfect. Charlie has tried to keep from rushing them.  He tried to pull away but Harry deepened the kiss. 

“Charlie…” Harry moaned on his lips. “P…Please, I need you. I..It’s been too long. I need you so much.” The need in Harry’s voice broke the restraint that Charlie had.

“Don’t worry little pixy I will give you whatever you need. All you have to do is take it.” Harry moaned again and pushed Charlie back onto the bed. With a flick of the smaller man's wrist, they both were naked and Harry was on top of him.

“Finally!” Harry rocked his hips, their erections slid against each other. “I.. I can’t wait for you to prep me.” Harry’s magic rushed over him, his erection now slicked. The very pregnant man leaned down the best he could and kissed him. Their tongues twirled around each other. Harry reached back and grasped Charlie’s erection. 

“Harry!” Charlie moaned out as he entered the smaller man. “Gods you are so fucking tight. D….don’t hurt yourself.” Charlie wrapped his hands around Harry’s hips. Harry looked like a dream swollen with his child, and the feel of him wrapped around him. 

“Oh gods Charlie so full.” Harry slowly started rolling his hips. “I needed this. Needed to know it still felt like this.” Charlie watched as his boyfriend moved faster. He bit his lip. It was going to be over too soon, it felt too good. It’s been too long. 

“Look at you so beautiful. Gods Harry, you have never looked this good. You are my beautiful pixy. Made for me.” Harry’s head fell back as he rested his hand on Charlie’s stomach. 

Charlie wished he could thrust up into him but it was good that he couldn’t because it would be over way too soon. 

Harry tortured them until they both were panting and chasing their orgasm. Harry went first. His release painted Charlie’s chest. Pleasure tore through Charlie as Harry squeezed around him. Harry leaned down as best as he could with his baby bump. Charlie poured all the love he could in each of those kisses. They kissed until they were breathless. Harry groaned as he moved off of him. The smaller man cuddled up next to him with his head on Charlie’s chest.

Charlie reached for his wand, flicked it, and cleaned them up. They would shower in the morning.  Right now all he wanted to do was fall asleep with the love of his life. 

“I love you, Charlie,” Harry mumbled before his breathing evened out. 

“I love you, Harry.” 

Hagrid

Hagrid and Barnaby sat in their living room with a nervous Charlie. The younger wizard wanted to talk to both of them. He and Harry have been back together since Harry’s accident. That’s been a couple of months now. 

“Charlie, what are you looking so nervous about? I forgave you a while ago and Ruby here is a big softy?” Hagrid’s husband questioned as he cuddled into the half-giants side. 

“Ya Charlie, anything you need to ask or say, just do it. There is no reason to be nervous.” Hagrid had a feeling he knew what he wanted to ask, but he could be wrong. 

The redhead ran his fingers through his hair before he took a deep breath. “Okay, you know that Harry and I have been together now for a while. The baby is due soon and not that I want to rush things because I don’t. I know deep down this is what I want and what is meant to be.” Charlie rambled on. The poor guy was a wreck. 

“Charlie, care to tell us what it is meant to be?” Barnaby chuckled. 

“I wanted to get your permission to ask Harry to marry me. I love him and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I know Pooh will be here soon, and we will be busy with him. I want Harry to know that I want to be with him for the rest of our lives.”  Charlie looked down at his knotted fingers on his lap.

Hagrid looked over at his husband, who was smiling. Barnaby nodded excitedly. Then his face went serious, hiding the fact he liked the idea. 

“You are not just asking because of Pooh, are you? Harry wouldn’t want that.” Barnaby crossed his arms and looked at the redhead. Whose head popped up with the question? 

“NO! I want to marry Harry because I love him.” Charlie shouted out. Hagrid couldn't help but laugh.

“I don’t think that ya would, Charlie. If ya want our permission, ya have it. You waited longer than Barnaby here.” Hagrid leaned over and kissed his husband’s forehead. 

“What can I say? I knew what I wanted, and I would not let it slip away. I agree with Ruby here. You have our permission. So how are you going to do it? Do you have a ring? You don’t expect Harry to marry you before the baby comes, right? He has too much to deal with right now!” Now it was his husband’s time to ramble. 

Charlie discussed how he was going to purpose and Hagrid thought it was a great idea. Barnaby even cried. The younger man picked out the ring with his older brother.

Charlie left quickly after their talk. Barnaby climbed onto his lap. Hagrid wrapped his hands around his husband’s waist.

“Our son is going to have a baby and get married. How does that make you feel, Ruby?” Barnaby asked as he rubbed their noses together. The half-giant pressed a chaste kiss on his husband’s lips. 

“It’s hard to think about. I feel like he was just a baby and now he is having a baby of his own. I can’t wait to be a granda, but sometimes I think he is gonna run into the house with Fang behind him.” Hagrid leaned into Barnaby’s touch when he cupped his cheeks.

“Just think, Ruby, when there is going to be a baby running through the house again. This time you don’t have to be the parent you get to be the grandparent and that means we don’t have to say no!” Hagrid saw the happiness in his husband's eyes. He often worried that Barnaby wanted to have a baby with him. Though they never really talked about it. They both were still young for being wizards. 

“Do ya ever think about having one of ya own, Barnaby?” Barnaby sat up and looked him in the eye with a soft smile. 

Barnaby

Barnaby looked at his husband, that sweet, sweet man. He knew Hagrid would give him whatever he wanted if he could. 

“No Ruby, Harry is enough. He is our son, and he is having our grandchild. I’m too old to think about having a child of our own. I mean, if you want a baby, it is something we can talk about.” Ruby shook his head and Barnaby pressed a kiss on his lips.

“Okay, love, I just wanted to ask ya. Ya know, I would want anything ya want. I think being grandparents would be perfect for you. I’m glad that I have ya to share it with.” 

The love that he felt for this man grew every day

“Doesn’t mean we can’t pretend to try. How about we ‘try’ right now.” Hagrid smiled down at him and picked him up in a bridal carry. Barnaby giggled the whole way to their room. 

Barnaby

Barnaby felt like he had been running around all morning. It was the day of Harry and Neville’s combined birthday party. Of course, it couldn’t be at his home. It was at that school, not that he hated the UK. It was a beautiful place. He just hated the people that were in the UK. That Dumbledore man was a manipulative asshole. How Ruby dealt with him for such a long time he will never know.

Charlie was going to bring Harry over after he gave him his birthday gift. It was a perfect gift.  Barnaby flicked his wand and the tent had balloons that hung from the top. 

“Barnaby, It looks wonderful.” Ruby’s voice brought a smile to his face.  He turned around and noticed his husband wasn’t alone. Next to him stood a man in all black. He wasn’t wearing robes which shocked Barnaby. These wizards over here loved their robes. The mystery man had long black hair and black eyes. It looked like a vampire. “I want ya to meet someone. Barnaby I would like ya to meet Severus Snape. He is the potions professor. Severus, this is my husband Barnaby.”

Barnaby reached out his hand and potion-stained fingers wrapped around it. “Nice to meet you, Severus. Tell me how you deal with working with that man?”

Severus raised an elegant eyebrow and there was a hint of a smile on his lips. “I assure you, Barnaby, it takes everything in me to work here. This is my last year of teaching coming up. I can’t wait to retire and get away from these dunderheads.” 

Barnaby laughed, he liked this potion master.“Good for you. I swear I would jinx that man every second I could.”

“He ain’t that bad. Ya just have to ignore him. Since I told em’ off about Harry he got better.”  Barnaby rolled his eyes.

“He should have believed you to begin with. Now enough talking about that crazy old man. We have a party to set up for. Severus since you are here do you mind helping?”  The older wizard shook his head. 

“I’m sorry there is something I have to pick up. It is time sensitive. I will be at the party later.” With that, the dark mysterious man walked away. Barnaby stood for a moment to watch him and then it clicked who that man was. One of his sons will be happy tonight. If only he could get him to talk to him.

Harry

Harry normally didn’t care about what he wore but the bigger he got the harder it was to find clothing that fits. The maternity clothing was okay but it was nearing the end of his pregnancy and he wasn't going to buy bigger. Harry magiced the size bigger on his maroon button-up.

Charlie told him he had to be ready soon. The redhead wanted to give him his birthday present before the party that he is sharing with Neville. His best friend/brother didn’t want to take his birthday away. Though from what he heard Nevielle’s family wasn’t the best and he didn’t know if the man was even going to celebrate his birthday. That would not happen Harry would make sure that Neville would have a good birthday and it is exciting to share this with him. 

“Harry?” Charlie’s voice rang through the cabin. Harry ran his fingers through his hair, okay he was ready. 

“Back in the room” Charlie walked into the room. The older wizard looked perfect. A blue button-up was stretched around his muscles. Khakis hung on his hips, and he wore dragonhide boots.

“Wow look at you Grumpy Bear. You are looking good.” Harry moved over to the taller man and wrapped his arms around his neck. “Are you my birthday present? Do I get to have you right now?” He smirked up at Charlie. The redhead leaned down and pressed their lips together. 

“Later you can undress me and have me if you like. Right now I have something more exciting than me.”  Harry laughed and shook his head. 

“There is nothing more exciting than undressing you my Grumpy Bear, but if you say so I’m ready.” Charlie kissed him again softly. 

“Do you want to use the cart or would you like to walk? I have to check on it before we leave.” Harry wanted to laugh but he smirked up at the man.

“You don’t have to do that, I walk just fine,” Harry growled playfully at his boyfriend. Who rolled his eyes.

“The cart it is. Come on, we don't have much time.” Charlie pulled him towards the door.

It was always Harry’s favorite ride around the zoo. Charlie’s hand rested on his thigh as he drove closer to the new dragon area. Harry was confused, there wasn’t anything out here but Donovan’s reserve. 

They didn’t say anything even when Charlie pulled up to Donovan’s reserve and parked. It was a beautiful area, he wanted only the best for his baby dragon. This was something he wanted for so long. 

“Charlie, what do you need to check on at Donovan’s reserve? I thought we had everything ready for when he comes?” Harry cocked his head to the side and the redhead smiled.

“Here come with me. I wanna show you something.”  Charlie held out his hand and Harry took it. They walked towards the tall enclosure and the gate swung open. 

Charlie ushered him through, Harry looked around and everything looked the same as it did before. The sight was beautiful, he could imagine having another dragon here with Donovan, a female dragon so they could have their own clutch. 

Harry jumped when he felt something climbing up his leg. He gasped when he watched Donovan make his way up to his stomach. Harry wrapped his arms around the small dragon.

“What are you doing here Donovan?” Harry looked down at his dragon, he nuzzled into the small dragon. When he pulled away he saw something sparkle on the dragon. Harry’s fingers went to the small dragon's neck, and a piece of black leather was tied around it. Then he saw what was on the piece of leather. A white gold band hung from his neck, in the middle of the band was a ring of opal. The jewel sparkled in the sunlight, this couldn’t be the ring that he thinks it is. Not that he didn’t want to marry Charlie, he would marry him in a heartbeat. 

Harry with Donovan in his arms looked behind him and Charlie was standing with a nervous smile on his face. 

“I would get on one knee if I could.  Harry James Potter Hagrid, this past year we have had our ups and downs. Maybe a few more downs than ups but my love for you has only grown. You are the most amazing, caring, loving, perfect man that I’m lucky enough to call my boyfriend, but that title doesn’t seem enough. Husband would be a better title. I want us to continue to grow and love. I want to have a perfect family with you, me, and Topher. Will you please marry me?” Charlie tried to blink the tears away but Harry could see them. Harry nodded and rushed toward the man as fast as he could. 

“Yes… Yes I’ll marry you!” Harry wrapped one arm around Charlie and pulled him down into a kiss. 

Harry and Charlie made it to the party a little later than planned. It hadn’t started yet but their appearance was a little rumpled. 

“There you are! Let me see it! “ Barnaby ran up to him holding out his hand. Harry laughed and looked up at Charlie.

“I couldn’t ask you before I got permission from your parents.” The redhead bent down and kissed him. Harry held out his hand to his Pops.

“Oh, it's even more beautiful on your hand! Now come sit down, it’s going to be a long day. Charlie go get him a drink. Those people will be here soon and I need to make sure everything is perfect before the party starts.” 

Harry looked down at his finger again and smiled to himself. Topher kicked happily inside him.

Neville

Neville looked around at the party. The party Harry insisted that they had. Birthdays were never a big thing for him. His Gran raised him after his parents were hurt during the war.  

Everyone seemed happy, Neville was happy he almost felt like a part of a loving family. He took a sip of his drink when he felt someone behind him. 

“Longbottom.” A silky deep voice crooned behind him. It was the man he had been looking for all day. Neville didn’t think that the potions professor would show. 

“P..Professor.” He stuttered as he turned around. There stood the man he wore all black of course but he wasn’t wearing a robe. In his hands, he held a plant, not just any plant.

“Is that a Leucospermum catherinae?” Neville asked in a whisper. He told the professor about when they were picking ingredients one night about the plant. 

Severus Snape held out the plant to him. Neville shouldn’t look him in the eye.

“Yes, it is. This plant has the potential to be used in many potions. I got it for you because I do not have time to take care of one. All I ask is to be able to harvest it when it is needed.” Neville took the plant and held it close to his chest. 

“O… Of course professor. I’ll take good care of it. Thank you.” 

Severus nodded. “Longbottom, since you are no longer my student you should start calling me Snape if you like or Severus,” Severus said and walked away.  

Neville stood there and watched the dark broody man walk away. An arm wrapped around his shoulder. 

“Are you having a good birthday?” Barnaby asked his red glasses resting on top of his head. “Who was that you were just talking to.” 

“I am having a great birthday. Thank you Barnaby this means a lot to me.” The smaller man smiled the brightest smile.

“I’m so glad! You are family Neville. Now was that your man you were talking to?” Neville blushed and shook his head.

“He isn’t my man Barnaby. He was just giving me this plant. It got it because I told him about its properties. Severus said he could use it for potions.”  Neville shrugged and looked down at the pine wheel-looking flowers. They were a beautiful orange.

“Oh, my sweet son. He didn’t buy them because of the potions. You told him about them and he wanted you to have them. That was sweet.” Barnaby leaned and kissed his cheek. “Come on it’s time for cake.” 

Neville didn’t believe what Barnaby said. His eyes looked over to see if he could see Severus but the potion master was gone. With a sigh, he walked over to the cake. Harry was there with Charlie. His friend looked at him with a smile. Neville returned it, he might not have the man he wants but he might have the family he has always wanted. 

Severus

Severus stood in front of his cauldron. When he heard his apprentice walk into the room.

“Severus, where were you earlier?” The blond walked towards the table. Severus looked up at Draco Malfoy, thank the gods he wasn’t like his father. 

“There was something I had to pick up. I thought you were going to see your girlfriend or is it boyfriend right now?” The young Malfoy wasn’t much for the same person. He was a good-looking man but not his type” 

“Shut it you. I’ve come to work. I’m shocked you are not at the party. Wasn’t your favorite herbology apprentice birthday party today?” Draco teased.

“Malfoy either brew something or get out of my space,” Severus growled Draco smirked and went to grab the things he needed for his potion. Neville wasn’t his anything, he was just a man who couldn’t brew potions.