The End of the Beginning
In the months following Catie’s birth, Severus was confined to their apartment to take care of their newborn. Dopsy continued to cook for them, taking great care to prepare foods for Severus that would boost his body’s ability to produce milk. The more little Catie drank, the larger his breasts seemed to swell. He was feeding her so often that Harry had invested in several extremely low cut nursing bras that had very little material covering Severus’s breasts, leaving them easily accessible for his hungry little girl.
Harry loved Severus’s post birth outfits, which mainly consisted of sheer babydoll tops with his Master’s specially enchanted panties. The panties, which trapped Severus’s plump little cock in a bulging ball of lace, prevented Severus from using the toilet without his Master, left his pussy open to heal for a few weeks before it disappeared, and kept his ass plugged up until his Master was ready to use it. That was all Severus was permitted to wear for the first two months or so after giving birth. Harry was far too possessive at the time to allow anyone else to see Severus so scantily clad, so their weekly tea was interrupted until Catie was ten weeks old. It was around that time that Harry permitted their friends to come visit and meet little Catie. His dominance was starting to adjust to his new three person family, and his concern for both Catie and Severus was dropping to relatively manageable levels.
The morning of little Catie’s debut, Harry dressed his submissive in a navy lace, low cut bustier, with sheer material covering his shrinking belly. A pair of matching panties followed, and then Harry tucked his submissive’s top into a pretty little white mini skirt that was comfortable to sit in. Severus looked sexy as hell, his pale skin a beautiful contrast to the dark lace, with his flowy little mini skirt that showed just the right amount of asscheek. Harry pulled one breast out of the low cut bra to make sure it was easy to do so, and left it out while he retrieved little Catie from her crib. He passed her to Severus, letting her drink her breakfast, and kissed her on the forehead while he used one hand to massage Severus’s other breast through the bra, taking care not to let any milk spill.
Harry had told Severus before, and reminded him now, that Catie's needs came before all others. If she cried from hunger, he was to feed her, no matter the location or the other people present. Just as he would change her diaper, this was no different.
Although Severus was not permitted to leave their rooms, Harry had added an enclosed garden right outside their apartment so that his family could get fresh air and sunlight with complete privacy from the outside world. Harry wasn’t ready to let Severus venture out of the apartment yet, but hoped that this visit from their friends would prove to be a good starting point for the transition back into the real world.
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Hermione and Ron were the first to arrive, Hermione hugging Severus first, then cooing over Catie, barely saying hello to Harry. Ron hung out in the kitchen with Harry, catching him up on two months of quidditch, bonding over a butterbeer while their partners settled into the sitting room.
Remus and Bill arrived next, bearing gifts for Catie, who was dressed in a onesie that said “I’m not crying, I’m ordering dinner.” They came into the kitchen to say hi to Harry when Ron smacked himself on the forehead and exasperatedly exclaimed that he had forgotten their gift.
“I’ll be right back. Best to go while Mione is distracted, she’ll have my balls if she notices.” He covered his mouth. “Shit,” he said, then covered his mouth again. “Shit!” he exclaimed, in response to his first slip up. “I’m gonna watch my language around the kid, promise. I’ll be back in a few.”
Ron snuck out and by the time he came back, Charlie and Sirius had arrived, hands loaded with baby toys.
“They’re not all from us,” explained Charlie. “These,” he said, picking up a toy wand and broomstick, “are from Fred and George.”
“Right. Best put them away until she’s a teenager,” said Harry, only slightly in jest.
“These,” continued Charlie, picking up a tiny pink sweater with a white letter C and a matching baby blanket with a white border, “these are from Mum and Dad.”
“They’re lovely thank you.”
Harry had been in contact with all the Weasleys by letter but felt it would be too much today to have everyone over. Best to start small and work their way up. If today went well, he would likely start planning a larger get-together for his extended friends and family to meet Catie.
“This,” continued Charlie, pulling out a pretty pink dummy, “is from Percy.”
“Very sweet of him,” replied Severus.
“And last but definitely not least, this is from us.”
Charlie held up a beautiful cloak that looked like the night sky. Then he turned it over to the other side where a sunny field of purple flowers swayed gently in the wind. He tapped it once with his wand, and the word Hecate appeared in a pretty script, in bright pink on the day side, and white on the night side.
“For our little queen of the crossroads.”
“I’m speechless. This is so beautiful, thank you Charlie. Thank you, Sirius,” said Severus sincerely.
Catie grabbed at the fabric, getting her fist around a piece and pulling it toward her.
“I think she likes it,” said Harry. “Thank you both, so much.”
Remus and Bill’s gift, a mobile with different magical creatures, lay on the couch, to be attached later to Catie’s crib.
Lastly, Ron presented his and Hermione’s gift. He opened the huge box and out crawled stuffed animals, followed by flying scenery items like trees, a sun, and a moon, as well as a few small boys and girls with various costumes.
“They tell you their stories,” explained Hermione. Everything from Little Red Riding Hood to Sleeping Beauty, and as she gets older, she can request her own stories. They’re very receptive to suggestions and they love performing. Let’s see the Itsy Bitsy Spider!” she said, clapping her hands.
A little castle wall set itself up on the coffee table and the sun and trees got into place while a tiny stuffed spider crawled forward. One of the little figurines started singing the song and the whole group of friends joined in while Severus clapped Catie’s hands together to the music, singing in his rich baritone, quietly in her ear. It was a wonderful gift.
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“So how’s bonded life?” Harry asked Charlie and Sirius, when the food had been passed around and the gifts put aside.
“We haven’t exactly bonded yet. We didn’t want you to miss it,” replied Charlie.
“Have you been waiting for us for the ceremony? I feel terrible!”
“It’s okay, Mate.”
“I just- I’m still not ready for Severus and Catie to be out in public. We’re gonna try doing a small outing soon, maybe for tea with our friends on staff. We’ll see.”
Catie, who had been surprisingly calm and quiet around a group of total strangers, let out a small, hungry cry.
“Severus.”
“Yes, Master.”
Severus blushed and looked down as he pulled a breast out of his top and shifted Catie into an easy position to suckle.
Remus and Charlie politely averted their eyes, Hermione stared, intrigued, and Ron threw a pillow down over his crotch and shuddered. Bill nearly dropped his cuppa but Remus steadied his arm and Harry caught the cup with a stasis spell. Sirius blushed and turned away from Severus and toward Harry.
“I want you to give me away,” he blurted out.
Harry looked surprised.
“You’re the closest thing I have to blood family.. definitely bloodline,” explained Sirius. “My submissive recognizes you as it’s patriarch,” he explained. “I would love if you would be the one to give me to Charlie. You already did, but now it’ll be official.”
Harry moved to the next couch so he could give Sirius a hug.
“You know what this means?” he asked, pulling Charlie into the hug with one hand. “You’re gonna be my son-in-law,” he said, with a grin.
“While we’re sharing news…” said Hermione.
She held up her hand and let down her glamour, showing her friends a traditionally ornate diamond ring nestled comfortably on her ring finger.
“Hermione! Join the hug!” Harry managed to pull her into the hug too. “When did this happen?”
“It was my grandmother’s. Ronald actually went to ask my parents for my hand in marriage, and they gave it to him. It was a lovely surprise when he popped the question last week. So romantic.”
“I figured it was time for us to seal the deal. We’ve been together for years, and everyone around us was moving on. Harry just had a baby, for Godric’s sake! I didn’t want to spend a second more without everyone knowing she’s mine.”
“Ronald!”
“And I’m hers,” he added with a sheepish smile.
“Our baby brother is all grown up,” cried Bill from Remus’s lap on the armchair they were sharing. “Acting all mature and getting properly married. Remy, how come we didn’t do it the old fashioned way?”
“We did do it the old fashioned way, Love. Nothing is older than the animal kingdom. My werewolf recognized you as my mate the first time we met. I scented you-”
“And then we fucked!” interrupted Bill. “My Alpha,” he said, swooning.
“Merlin, why do I love you so much?” he asked, kissing Bill soundly. He smacked him on the ass once, making Bill gasp, which opened his mouth to Remus’s tongue.
“What’s gotten into them?” asked Harry, rejoining Severus on the loveseat.
“Oh my God,” said Hermione under her breath.
“What?”
“No!” she exclaimed in a harsh whisper.
“Tell us what you know!”
“No it can’t be. I- I can’t be sure. I…”
“What, Hermione?!”
“Remus is extremely possessive right now,” she whispered. “And Bill, Bill seems a bit overly emotional, doesn’t he?”
Severus just sat there quietly nursing Catie. He could have told them the second Bill walked in that his scent had changed. Another weird inheritance that accompanied his own pregnancy was a magically enhanced sense of smell. Without a doubt, Bill… was pregnant.
Harry looked perplexed but Hermione had always been more perceptive.
“You know, don’t you? Severus?”
Hermione rushed over to sit next to Severus, pushing herself into a two person space, with Harry on the other side of his submissive. Harry growled.
“Oh hush you, I’ve no interest in your submissive's body, other than wanting to look like him. You look great by the way, mwa,” she said, kissing him on the cheek. “Hold on to Catie’s toes if you can’t calm your bloodline,” she instructed Harry.
Harry growled, but did what she said. And it helped. It was amazing she wasn’t a bloodline, but they were very rare among muggle-borns unless they had a distant, extremely powerful magical ancestor. Also, she did tend to treat his dominance like a science experiment, reading up on it in textbooks and then learning practical knowledge in person. She probably would have been a submissive based on the way that she anticipated the needs of the room almost instinctually, but it wasn’t really instinct like bloodlines had; she was just always prepared for whatever life threw at her. It was a constant effort of her type A personality.
“I do believe that congratulations are in order,” said Severus. “Master, may we open some champagne?”
“But I can’t drink!” protested Bill.
“That didn’t stop anyone last time. Join the club, my friend,” replied Severus with a smirk.
Harry cracked open a bottle and poured a few glasses.
“To new beginnings for my old friends, to my best friends finally getting hitched, and to my future son in law’s bonding,” toasted Harry, raising his glass with a smile. “May we all be blessed with Lady Magic’s protection, and may we know nothing but health and happiness for the rest of our days! Blessed be it so, and blessed be our little angel, named for Lady Magic herself.”
Catie stretched, flailing one of her arms in the direction of the coffee table and releasing a pulse of magic. A huge streak of dark green ran through the granite where her hand almost hit. It was shaped like a lightning bolt.
Hermione rolled her eyes and dug into her food. As if they could expect Harry and Severus’s daughter to be average.
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After everyone had left and plans had been made to make more concrete plans for Sirius and Charlie’s bonding ceremony, Harry washed up the kitchen while Severus put Catie down to nap. Harry found him closing the door to the nursery.
“You look so sexy baby. I think I’m gonna have to keep you constantly pregnant so I get to enjoy these forever,” he said mashing and squeezing Severus’s ample bosom. “Who needs piercings when I can enjoy these, my sexy little submissive?”
Severus groaned in pleasure.
“Who needs collars and leashes when I have these to show everyone that you’re the mother of my children?”
Severus moaned, loving the goodhumiliation .
“Who needs others when I have you?”
Severus opened his eyes to smile at his Master. Harry closed the distance between them and kissed Severus soundly on the mouth.
“My eternal love.”
FIN