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Title: Discussion
Author: [personal profile] alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley/OFC.
Word Count: 100 x 7
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: Written for [community profile] snarry100/[ profile] snarry100/[ profile] snarry100's prompt# 587: Original.
Summary: Compromise is achieved.
Part Twenty-Two of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): [personal profile] sevfan and [personal profile] emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.




After placating Else, Harry Apparated home, finding Severus sitting in the dark living room.

Lighting some lamps, Harry approached the sofa, settling beside Severus. Encouraged when Severus didn’t move away, he said, “Wanna tell me what that was about?”

Exhaling, Severus clasped Harry’s hand. “I…apologise.”

“Me, too. I shouldn’t have sprung that on you.” Harry hesitated. “You don’t want kids?”

“Given my childhood?”

Resting his head on Severus’ shoulder, Harry said, “I figured we’d be the perfect ones to provide a good childhood to kids given our horrid ones.”

“You’re the original optimist, aren’t you?”

Harry smiled. “I try.”


Leaned up against Severus, Harry’s eyes closed. Finally, Severus whispered, “Is this…important to you?”

Harry’s eyes popped open. “Having kids?”


Harry sighed. “Honestly, I’ve always envisioned kids in my life. My original vision of my future had a wife and four kids. When I realised I was gay, I ditched the wife idea, of course—”

Severus snorted.

“But I figured I’d adopt kids. How about you? You never saw yourself with children?”

“Once I became a Death Eater? No.” Severus sighed. “Children became pawns, weapons.”

Harry nodded.

“Now, however—” Severus hummed. “May I think on it?”

“Of course.”


Dinner was quiet. When they retired, Harry curled away, expecting Severus to keep to himself. But when Severus reached for him, Harry went eagerly. “You thought I wouldn’t want you?” he murmured, caressing Harry.

“I wasn’t sure.” Harry nuzzled Severus’ jaw.

“Not even talk of children can quell my desire for you.”

“Even if—?” Harry paused.


“If I could get pregnant.”

Severus snorted. “Original thought, but nothing can make me not want you, Harry. Not even that.”

“You’re sure?”

“Positive.” Severus settled between Harry’s legs. “Although, you should know, male pregnancy’s impossible. Many have tried.”

Harry smiled. “We’ll see.”


“Rumour has it you’re considering emigrating,” Ginny said to Harry Monday morning at MACUSA.

Harry raised an eyebrow. “Where’d you hear that?”

Ginny shrugged. “I’ve no idea where it originally started, but it’s been making its way around the entire New York magical community. I even heard you’re house shopping.”

“Bloody hell,” Harry groaned. “So much for keeping things quiet.”

“Wait, you really are?!”

Harry gave her a flat look. “Care to shout louder? I think the people outside missed it.”

“Sorry.” She leaned in. “But you have to admit, that’s exciting.”

Harry hesitated. “It…was.”

Ginny frowned. “Okay, spill.”


Once Harry told her what’d happened, Ginny shook her head. “You sprang that on Snape? Harry!”

Harry sighed, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “Admittedly, I was an idiot. But at least he’s contemplating kids now.”

“Wow, really?” Ginny smiled. “Hey, if things work out between me and Penny, maybe we can help each other with those babies.”

Harry blinked. “Are things going that well?”

Ginny nodded. “I originally thought it couldn’t work, but now—”


Ginny sighed. “She’s amazing. I’m actually thinking about moving here, too.”

Harry groaned, imagining Robards’ reaction if that happened. “Bloody hell.”


“Else Floo-called today to ask if we’re interested in the Willow Hills house,” Severus said when Harry arrived home.

“Okay,” said Harry. “Are we?”

“I said we’d discuss it and contact her.” Severus paused. “I’m inclined to purchase.”

Harry blinked. “You want to buy a big house with lots of land?”

“It has its original features, plus that basement that’s perfect for brewing.”

Slowly, Harry smiled. “And that exercise room.”

“And trees for children,” Severus said, eyes glittering.

Harry froze. “Children?”

“If you still want them with me.”

Harry tackled Severus, and there was no talking for a long time.


“You’re sure?” Harry whispered as they cuddled together afterwards. “If you truly hate the idea of kids—”

“I don’t,” Severus assured him. “I hate the idea of becoming my father.”


Severus hummed. “The original drunk, angry miner. He hit me until my magic manifested. Then he didn’t dare.”

Harry tightened his arms around Severus. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

Harry nuzzled him, wordlessly comforting him. “We could practice before committing to a child.”


“You know, get a Crup or a Kneazle.”

“That…could work.”



“Then it seems we’ve talked ourselves into a house,” Severus said.

“Bloody hell.”


Continued in The Best Policy (LJ/IJ/DW).
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