Trouble with hp love at first sight

B.46

On the last day of March, after dinner, it was like every other Tuesday night he had experienced before, and Snape slept in bed in his bedroom with his big boy in his arms.

The only difference was that he waited for daylight to take Daniel to St. Mungo's.

Just get through the night safely—however, Potter's life is never short of surprises.

"Hmm." Harry suddenly held his stomach in both hands, and he curled up hard, like a fried shrimp ball, his bloated calf had not yet started to cramp untimely, so he screamed even more Tragic.

Harry, who had never experienced such a situation before, felt pain all over his body, as if he had been cursed by some unknown curse, but no matter how hard he tried to comfort him, he silently recited the Pain Flying Curse in his heart— — that's what Angelina taught him, and it didn't work.

There is only one possibility -

"Qu--go to St. Mungo's." He grabbed Snape's arm, which he had woken up.

Snape quickly regained his composure after a momentary heart failure. Under the guidance of the therapist, he and Daniel had rehearsed many times in advance. According to the prenatal guidance, Snape's arm passed through Daniel's back. Hugging him by the shoulders, he took out his wand from under the pillow and said the detection spell.

Snape, who was calmed down by the feedback signal, became anxious again. He immediately got out of bed and got dressed. While checking the time, he just put on his clothes and said to his partner who was hugging his stomach and screaming to relieve the pain. curse.

But he also knows that these magics are useless at this time. When the child is about to be born, the mother's magic power will form a protective net in the body to protect the child in the belly. This is also the reason why pregnant women are vulnerable to harm, and all the magic power is used for protection. Fetus.

"Hold on, Daniel is two hours away from April." Snape looked at the time anxiously, "Hold on a little longer." He knew that the surveillance outside St. Mungo's would be withdrawn at eleven o'clock at night, as long Hold on for a little while longer.

"Help me up, I want to walk." Harry grabbed Snape's hand, his fingers so hard that the veins stood out.

"Okay." Snape put his hands on Daniel's arms, letting him lean against him.

After Harry stepped on the carpet, he pushed Snape away. While soothing his restless stomach, he walked cautiously. Walking did relieve his pain. Due to the change in posture, the fetus in the womb also gradually calmed down. , No more punching and kicking.

While he was walking back and forth, Snape called for a coat to put on him, went to pour him water, asked repeatedly for help and was refused before going downstairs to get the medicine box he had prepared.

When he came back, Snape took out a bottle of energy potion. He saw that Daniel was already drenched in sweat, and his home clothes were sticking to his body, which made his high belly stand out. Snape immediately put down the potion, causing He wiped his sweat with a towel, changed his soaked clothes, and put on the button-down robe recommended by the therapist again. The hem was left empty to facilitate the laparotomy.

"Are you okay?" Snape held a glass of milk, put it next to Daniel's mouth, took off his glasses, and carefully sucked the sweat from the bridge of his nose with a handkerchief.

"I'm fine." Harry pulled the corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth were still trembling but the smile was already bright.

"Maybe I was scared before. I didn't expect it to hurt like this. Now that it's better, I don't think it's time yet—don't worry, Cruciatus hurts more than this." He comforted Snape, sipping milk , only drank half a glass before pushing Snape away, ready to walk again.

He can't sit still for a moment, and exercise can distract him, even if it's just walking slowly.

Snape put down his glass, he really wanted to ask his partner why he knew the pain of Cruciatus, but that was not the most important thing right now, he could only cautiously follow beside him, ready to hold him up.

Time seems to have been cast with a slowing spell at this time, but the hourglass is still leaking gravel non-stop.

Snape's Time Reminder Charm was still humming thinly at the end of the day, and he was making Daniel lie on the sofa chair, his hand pinching his throbbing calf.

"It's time to go, Dr. Grant and they're all here." Snape swiftly waved his wand to pack up everything he had prepared, summoned his coat, and finally picked up his partner.

"It's going to be all right, where is your calm self-control? Severus, relax." Harry grabbed Snape's hand, and he asked him to put him down, and after walking around he became more and more calm. Strength, if it wasn't for his big belly, he could trot all the way to the fireplace-no, he might as well give up the idea, otherwise the snotlite would be scared to stay in St. Mungo's.

"Why don't you drink a bottle of tranquilizing potion first?" Harry looked back at Snape, only thinking that the snotlite would pass out if he couldn't survive the laparotomy.

"I'm fine." Snape said with a deadpan expression, but also with a tough and cold face.

But his stomach was really throbbing, so before entering the fireplace, he unscrewed a bottle of calming potion and drank it under Daniel's playful gaze, and stuffed another dose of energy potion into the hands of this lively boy— —He wondered if Daniel really needed it, but it reassured him a lot that he was holding the potion.

Opposite the fireplace, Grant and his assistant therapist were already waiting, and Pomfrey went first to the room where the laparotomy was prepared.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." When Grant and his assistant were about to take over Daniel, they found that the family member was unwilling to let go of his hand at all, "Oh, Severus, you can let go now."

Could it be another family member who wants to accompany the birth—Dr. Glenn has seen a lot, "If you want to accompany the birth, that's fine—I'll put a sanitizing spell on you." After he finished speaking, he saw Snape agreed.

So all the expectant fathers in the world are similar, and they all want to participate in the whole process, not missing a minute.

So Snape went through the antiseptic spell and finally sneaked into the delivery room.He put down the medicine box, stood by the hospital bed, held Daniel with one hand, and interlocked his fingers.

"Is it about to start?" Snape looked inquiringly at the therapist Grant and Pomfrey who stood aside to supervise.

"Let's check the pregnancy status first." Grant and Pomfrey looked at each other, and then cast a detection spell, "Wait a minute, the magic protection on the child hasn't faded, it's still very early, oh—— Don't want some ice cream? St. Mungo's offers it for free."

Seeing that the time had not yet come, Grant urged his assistant to get ice cream.

"Oh, this is my favorite time, and it's an old tradition. Have some ice cream, Daniel—don't be nervous, you'll be fine." Pomfrey smiled at the messy-haired young man, and she turned to the above The corners of the expressionless young Potions Professor's mouth widened even further.

"Okay." Harry, who was sitting on the bed, laughed when he saw how relaxed everyone was. He squeezed Snape's palm. Sure enough, only his big bat was too worried.

"Eat some too," he said to Snape.

Grenn's assistant brought a large tub of ice cream, and waffle cones, and everyone was given an ice cream cone, except Snape, who refused the ice cream.

"It's my favorite flavor of hazelnut chocolate." Harry licked the ice cream ball on the cone in surprise, "It reminds me of the ice cream you gave me last winter." He looked at his suit Fleurs.

Only Snape didn't eat ice cream here, he just stood there solemnly, staring at his partner, counting the time bit by bit, undisturbed by the cheerful and relaxed atmosphere in the room.It's like not relaxing for a moment, alert to prevent any accidents.

He reminded himself not to be lucky, otherwise the floor under his feet would shatter, pulling him into the abyss anytime and anywhere.

But he didn't know that his partner's lucky value was unprecedented. This was the only savior in the world who had defeated the Dark Lord seven times and escaped from death twice.

After eating the cone, Harry got out of bed and walked around a few more times, staying up around three o'clock in the morning, his stomach began to have regular labor pains, and he lay on the edge of the bed screaming, sweat drenched his clothes again.

"It's almost there." Grant retracted the detection spell and announced the start of the laparotomy. He put on a mask and directed his assistants to move Harry to the hospital bed. After casting the disinfection spell with Madam Pomfrey, he began to construct a quiet operating space. .

"As we said before, laparotomy is a delicate and time-consuming job. I need to cut your abdomen again and again. I need to cut seven times in total. The last time I can cut your magic uterus. At the beginning We will give you anesthesia before, don't worry, leave it to us - and you, Mr. Snape, please don't disturb us, you just need to stand there silent or faint, don't make a sound." Grant brought himself Putting on medical gloves, he held a magic wand and said seriously the pre-operative precautions.

"I promise." Snape nodded, he held Harry's hand, watched him drink the potion, fell into a sweet sleep unconsciously under the effect of the potion, and then watched the healer cut open Daniel took off his clothes and raised his wand to perform a laparotomy, blood dripping from his abdomen.

Snape clenched his hand, remembering that he would hurt Daniel, so he clenched his free hand into a fist instead.

It's okay, he's by Daniel's side, he's watching him.Occlumency works subconsciously.

He bent down to kiss his sleeping unconscious partner, eyes wide open, watching the entire operation, his brow stained with sweat as the hours went by and his mouth tasted of rust.

But he still watched everything without moving until—a small, bloodstained, curled-up child was gently lifted out, and Pomfrey helped cast a cutting spell, severed the umbilical cord, and patted her on the back. Helping her cough up the sip of amniotic fluid, the loud crying echoed in the room.

"Go and wash her." She handed the child to the assistant, who helped clean and wrap her up.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrated through the cracks in the curtains that were not so tightly drawn and shone into the room. Everything was so beautiful, just as Snape expected, April is a warm spring, and everything is in full swing. Thriving, even in the soil there is hope.

Snape let go of his hand and fell down in the dark.

Grant shook his head while casting the stitching spell, and sure enough, another father-to-be fell down. He really had never seen a father who could last the whole way to the end, and caring would be a mess.

When Harry opened his eyes, he felt as if he had fallen asleep, and then there was a warm stuffed in his arms - oh, his little baby!

He looked at the white and tender baby lying on his chest in surprise, and didn't know how to put his hands down, "Severus..." He just realized the weight of his palms as soon as he called out.

Looking up again, I saw that the man he called was lying on the edge of the bed, unable to wake up, and his hands were tightly clenched, unable to move away.

"How do you feel?" Pomfrey kindly opened the door and came in. She brought Harry a bottle of prepared milk and taught him how to breastfeed.

"It's not bad." He stretched his legs and turned his neck again, but he didn't find any problems. "I don't think it's a problem for me to play a game of Quidditch now."

"Haha, your body is really good, Severus is just too worried." Pomfrey laughed out loud, she watched Harry clumsily hugging the little girl he was kissing with one hand and unfamiliar with the other. Holding up the bottle to breastfeed, afraid of accidentally breaking his little sweetheart's neck.

"You can leave after he wakes up. I asked Gulen to help you make an appointment for St. Mungo's custom-made baby milk service. The owl will deliver baby milk every day." Pomfrey said some precautions, but she also Don't worry about this young man with messy hair who looks rash at first glance, he is younger than Severus, so he can only go out and find a textbook for novice parents, and prepare to give it to Snape.

When Snape woke up, Harry was eating an apple and teasing their newborn baby girl who didn't even have any teeth.

"You idiot!" Snape immediately picked up Potter's sweetheart in shock, "You can't give her anything but mixed milk! If you read the manual carefully, you should know that her digestive system has not yet Start growing."

"I was just teasing her." Harry took a bite of the apple in embarrassment.

Snape glanced his partner up and down before he was relieved, and divided his attention to the kid in his arms, and the corners of his mouth straightened when he saw it. Sure enough, Potter's genetics were too strong, and he was a replica kid again. Porter.

He sighed in his heart, there was nothing wrong with it, at least his little girl was beautiful, she loved to laugh and had the same emerald green eyes as Daniel.

Snape looked at the smiling sweet girl, and smiled at her with the corners of his mouth parted, but the sound of apples being eaten was constantly heard in his ears.

"I said it's time for us to go back. You still have time to go back to the first class." Harry quickly finished eating the apple in his hand, took out a paper from the drawer beside the bed and wiped his hands.

It's so easy, it's like just going out to buy some food, maybe when he goes back, he can't hold back his excitement and takes his little girl to ride a broom.

Snape just felt that it was too early for him to feel relieved, with such a careless Potter around, the troubles were probably just beginning.