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****** Oh Baby ******
by Jamesie [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Neville will always be Neville. Harry was splattered with a deaging
     potion, causing him to now be 2 years old. Snape must now take care
     of him but what no one knows is that they already had a preexisting
     relationship!
     Problems arise when Sev realises Harry will be two for a while... how
     will Harry handle it?
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** Giving the endearment a whole other meaning *****
‘Chapter One: Giving the endearment a whole other meaning!’
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with it. If I did
there would be a lot more SLASH!
“Longbottom! Why have you insisted on taking my class for the past six years
when you can’t even brew a simple calming potion!” Professor Snape’s voice rang
throughout the classroom causing a fair few of Gryffindors to jump. “Ten points
from Gryffindor because of Longbottom’s vacuity!”
Harry glared at the potions master before returning to his own potion. It was
almost done all he needed to do was add the scarab’s eyes and- :BAM: Neville
Longbottom’s potion just exploded sending a baby blue goo towards Harry who was
situated next to Neville’s cauldron.
“DAMN IT LONGBOTTOM GET OUT OF MY CLA-“ bloodcurdling screams turned everyone’s
attention to Harry who was currently trying to claw his skin off. “Everyone
out! Longbottom stay here!” The potions professor shouted.
Normally there would be no need for Severus Snape to repeat an order, however,
when Harry’s body rapidly started decreasing in size everyone stopped to look.
Within seconds a small, almost emaciated, young boy sat on the cold dungeon
floor in a swamp of robes.
“EVERYONE OUT…NOW!” Snape’s voice was so loud and menacing every student except
Neville was out the door in seconds.
“SEV!” The little boy said, excitedly, reaching his arms up as to be held.
Severus looked down at his husband and picked him up. Without saying a word he
strode out of the door, glancing at Neville to follow. Harry snuggled in
Severus’ arms placing his head on the older man’s shoulder. Snape brought his
hand up to rub Harry’s small boney back.
They reached the gargoyle that stood in front of the Headmaster’s office
without problems. Severus said the password, ‘Gummy Bears’ and began his walk
up the spiraled stone stairs.
“Ah, Severus, my boy. I did not know we had an appointment today.” The
headmaster began when Snape, Harry, and Neville stepped through the door.
“Lemon Drop?” Neville politely declined, Severus looked at the Headmaster as if
he was insane, while Harry refused to lift his head from its hiding spot in
Severus’ robes. “Ok, so Mr. Potter is now a young tyke. How did this happen?”
Dumbledore asked in a serious tone.
“T-that would-d be m-my f-fault, H-Headmaster.” Neville stated, stuttering from
fear of punishment.
“Longbottom’s stupidity caused his potion to explode. Some how he must have
turned a calming draught into de-aging potion. His cauldron entire contents
landed on Harry.” Snape said tiredly. Harry’s arms wrapped tighter around
Severus’ neck, as if sensing his distress.
“Well, this is quite a predicament.” The Headmaster began. “Neville, fifteen
points to Gryffindor for brewing a correct de-aging potion. That is very
difficult.” Severus glared at the Headmaster but quickly switched his attention
to Harry who had placed an open-mouth baby kiss on his cheek. “Severus.”
“Yes, Albus?”
“Harry needs a guardian. Seeing as he has already taken to you it would be
impractical to try to get him to trust someone else enough to take care of
him.”
“Albus, no! I have classes to teach, potions to brew. I’ll have to make an
ageing potion for him. Then I have head of house duties, responsibilities to
the Order and a few others. I haven’t the time to take care of a child. No.”
Harry pulled back and looked into Severus’ eyes, after his rant. Slipping off
of the elder man’s lap, Harry limped over to a corner and sat down.
“Why is Harry limping?” Neville asked from his chair.
The Headmaster waved his hand in the air, dismissing the question and turned
back to Severus. “I’m afraid my boy, I’m not giving you the option. I’m sure
Poppy will be happy to take care of him for a few hours if anything comes up.
But otherwise he will stay with you.” Severus signed and nodded. “Good!”
Dumbledore said cheerily, his eyes twinkling. “Now that everything is in order,
Neville you have other classes today and Severus you should probably take Harry
to the infirmary. Have a nice day!”
Severus walked over to his husband of seven months and picked him up. Harry
smiled widely and gave the Potion’s Professor another baby kiss on the
forehead.
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Review!
-James
***** Falling Asleep *****
Oh Baby
‘Falling Asleep’
Chapter 2
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with it. If I did
the books would be for adults. :grins:
“Severus! What brings you to my neck of the woods?” Poppy Pomfrey smiled
brightly as the black-haired Potions Master entered the Infirmary’s sterile
environment. Poppy’s smile increased a watt when she realized she was getting
low on Dreamless Sleep and Pepper Up potions. The medi-witch jumped a foot when
she noticed a small boy in Severus’ arms wearing robes that would normally fit
some 4th or 5th years.
“Severus! When did you have a child?” Poppy and Snape had been in a platonic
relationship for the past five years and she’s never heard of children… come to
think about it, not even a sexual partner!
“I didn’t.” The Potions Master said indifferently. “This is the left-over from
Longbottom’s potion skills. How that boy received an ‘Acceptable’ on his
O.W.L.’s is beyond me.” Severus ranted to himself while squeezing the bridge of
his nose in a failing attempt to hold off a migraine. “Please Poppy…Just tell
me the boy will live.”
The medi-witch looked down her nose to get a good look at the frightened boy in
Severus’ arms; a mop of black, unruly hair sat upon an obvious boy’s head.
Emerald green eyes danced in front of her in excitement and fear. But,
inconspicuously, right there on his forehead has a fresh, scabbing, lightning-
bolt shaped scar.
“H-Har-?” Oh Merlin! Sit him on the bed. Who knows what that potion could have
done to him! And if my suspicions are correct, then who knows what those damned
muggles have done to him already!” The Potions Master did as he was told and
backed away from the boy before Poppy had a heart attack. Hissing, tsking, and
clucking her tongue every once in a while was making Severus worry more. When
Poppy finished she slowly walked over to Severus.
“Poppy…the synopsis?” The Potions professor questioned impatiently.
“Well, it seems that Mr. Potter is two years, six months, and 12 days old. It
also seems that Harry is in the exact state he was in at two and a half years
old. For example, at 17 Harry’s scar is relatively healed but now it is still
fresh.” Snape nodded his head.
“So… What did the Dursley’s do to him?” Snape’s voice was threatening.
“In the six months or so that Harry’s been in their care, the boy is mal-
nourished, anemic, dehydrated, and over all neglected. Also there are some
signs of abuse. His bottom left 3 ribs are cracked, his right leg has stretched
tendons, and he has a hairline fracture on his right foot that has not been
treated causing it to be twice as long and deep than it first started out to
be. Frankly, I’m surprised he’s not laying there screaming in pain let alone
standing up or walking.”
Severus stared at the medi-witch wide-eyed. Swooping down on Harry, Severus
swaddled the boy in his robes and held him close. He had known that his
husband’s life with the muggles was far from glamorous… well at least he knew
when Harry came to him begging for some pain reliever potions; Snape had made
the boy go through a quick scan before the Potions professor agreed to give him
something. The onyx-haired wizard was shocked to find how bloodied up Harry
was. Of course the boy said he got in a fight. Severus didn’t believe them.
That night was the turning point in their relationship, or at least that’s what
Snape thought. The older man was startled out of his thoughts when Madame
Pomfrey started healing the minor cuts, bruises and broken bones. When she
finished, the medi-witch walked over to her potions cabinet and pulled out a
tackle box of sorts with Harry Potter written in ink on the side.
“Here, all the potions he’ll need are in here. I trust in your ability to
recognize what they are, how to administer them and whether or not their ok for
a child. Put him back on the bottle for a while; at least until his stomach can
handle real food.” Severus nodded and left, Harry curling up in his arms.
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Harry’s Point of View-
It’s the most awful feeling; the time in between the point that it happened and
the point where you get hurt. It’s like watching and hearing the gun shoot off
but not being able to move until it rips through your body. That how I felt
when I watched Neville’s cauldron explode. My mind was screaming at me to move
my bloody arse, but yet I stayed frozen to the spot. When it landed on me, I
almost sighed in relief, nothing was going to happen. But that’s when I felt
it, a wave of pressure, then searing pain. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t see;
all I could do was try to get it off of me. My skin felt like a thousand white-
hot were crawling into my skin and injecting liquid ‘Icey-Hot’ through my blood
stream. I could vaguely hear my Sev yelling, I hoped it was for me, even though
I knew he was probably yelling at me for not moving. Suddenly it felt like my
skin was retreating up my limbs. It didn’t necessarily hurt, it just felt so
wrong; like mixing cereals or something equally awful. I shuddered, not knowing
if it was because of what was happening to me or the horrible mental picture I
just gave myself. My vision slowly started to come back until the random dots
of blackness disappeared. But as they did pieces of my memory did too.
I looked at the swamp of clothes I was wearing thinking Aunt Petunia must be
having me wear Uncle Vernon’s hand-me-downs when I looked up. A familiar face
stood not 10 feet from me.
“SEV!” I yelled excitedly.
Not knowing where the name came from didn’t bother me because I got what I
wanted. He lifted me up and we walked out of the cold, creepy room. A boy
followed us.
Pretty soon we stopped. Sev said something and then we went on the scary stairs
that kept moving round and round. I didn’t like it and neither did Sev, as he
turned a sickish color. Then we went into another room and I saw all these
broken toys and I realized Dudley must need some more room to put his because
the room at home was filled with them too. When I saw someone else I hid in
Sev’s clothes because I was scared of him. I had almost fallen asleep when Sev
started yelling at the man with really long white hair. Even though I didn’t
know what he was saying I knew it was about me, I got off him because I knew he
didn’t want me anymore and moved to a corner. Just like I did for Aunt Petunia
when I was bad. My whole body hurt but mostly my leg. I wanted to cry but I
didn’t want to get in trouble so I stayed quiet.
I had almost fallen asleep again when Sev walked over to me and picked me up. I
gave him a kiss and smiled. We went on the stair ride again but it didn’t seem
to take as long this time. Soon we went into a different room where everything
was white and shiny. It hurt my eyes. A lady talked to Sev for a long time
before she played with me, moving a stick up and down over me while she made
funny noises. I like her, I liked her even more when she made most of my
ouchies go away. Her and my Sevie talked a long time again but my Sevie held
me. Finally I fell asleep.
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Hello Friends! Sorry, I know it’s a short chapter… I even have more written I
just want to wait ‘til next update. Sorry… Anywhoo, I hope you liked the story.
I tried to give you a bit more of Harry’s p.o.v. Yup that’s it. REVIEW!
-James
***** Forced to Die *****
Oh Baby!
'Forced to Die'
 
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Severus cuddled the small, anemic boy in his arms as he walked down to the
dungeons, heading for his chambers. Walking into the second bedroom that both
he and Harry had been cleaning out; it had been both of their hopes that soon
it would be converted into a nursery. After all, Harry was in his 7th year,
Voldemort had been laying low, and they both always dreamed of a family.
Severus sighed, he wanted his husband back, but looking down as the small
little two year old in his arms he thought, ‘Maybe I can give Harry a few good
memories for his childhood.’
The Potions Master pulled out his wand and transfigured an extra laundry basket
into a child’s crib, before placing baby Harry into it. Looking around Severus
called a house elf.
“Master Severus Snape, sir!” A squeaky voice sounded through the cool air,
right after a pop. “What can Dippy be doing for Master Snape, Sir?” The house
elf, Dippy, bowed so low her nose was scrunched up and her lips could almost
touch the floor.
“Dippy, can you please get me some baby things? Bottles, blankets, nappies,
baby wash, maybe even a rug for him to play on? You get the idea.”
“Yes, Master Snape, sir! Dippy will be right back sir!”
Seconds later the house elf was back with three large bags hooked on her
shoulders. Two more house elves stood behind her, both carrying one end of what
looked like a large, thick, asparagus colored rug. Severus took the three bags
and pointed to a spot in the baby room for the rug to be laid, as there was
already one in the living room. They left soon after.
“Thank you Dippy.” Dippy started to wring her pure white skirt, crushing the
elaborately embroidered ‘H’ as she did.
“Dippy doesn’t mean to be rude, sir. But Dippy wonders if she might see Master
Harry Potter-Snape.” The house elves were one of the few to know about his and
Harry’s marriage, as they could detect such bonding magic.
“You may Dippy, just try not to wake him.” The house elf squealed in delight
before running over to the crib and levitating herself so she could see over
the bars. Dippy squealed again and clapped her hands quietly.
“Master Harry Potter-Snape is so cute sir!” Severus smiled at the elf.
“Yes, he is...”
Dippy smiled brightly, “Is there anything else Dippy can do for you, Master
Snape sir?”
“Can you bring me some dinner? And place a warming charm on it if you don’t
mind.” Dippy nodded vigorously before she too left with a snap.
Severus looked in on Harry thinking about their relationship and how he had
never been happier. When Neville’s cauldron exploded and Harry was hit with the
concoction, Severus felt his stomach drop, he had never been sp scared in his
life, especially when his lover began to scream bloody murder and claw at his
skin. When Severus turned around to hear who called out ‘Sev’ the first thing
he saw was a mess of robes.
‘This is it, my Harry is gone, and because of bloody Longbottom’s
incompetence.’
Thankfully it was right after that he saw the small boy. At first he had been
relieved but now...now he’s scared out of his mind. He can’t take care of a
child, that has always been Harry’s forte. What happens when he has to teach?
Or when Voldemort calls?
Severus was pulled out of his musings by a resolute knock that demanded
attention sounding at his front door...er...portrait. As the Potions professor
walked towards the door, he already knew who it was. He knew because there is
only one person who can knock like that...
“Lucius.”
“Severus.”
“I wasn’t aware we had scheduled a meeting today.” Severus began.
“We did’t. Dumbledore sent me. He told about Harry.”
“So you’re going to take care of the boy while I’m teaching.”
“It seems so. Where is he?”
“Asleep Lucius. Can you even take care of a child? You haven’t done it since
Draco was a baby.”
“I know your worried about the boy, but I assure you I am perfectly capable.
Besides, Harry loved me when he was little.”
Severus laughed, “I used to hate it when he’d crawl over to you and you’d play
peek-a-boo during the entire duration of the Order meeting.”
“You were jealous.” Lucius stated nonchalantly. “So, can I see him?”
“Yes. Follow me.” Severus led Lucius into his quarters and over to the guest
room whre baby Harry was sleep.
“He’s beautiful. Looks just like James.” Lucius’ voice cracked. Severus put a
comforting and on his old friends shoulder. The shoulder James used to cry on
until he was forced to marry Lily, until he was forced to die.
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Whaddya think? Anywhoo! WILL HARRY EVER COME OUT OF HIS SHELL? WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN REMUS COMES TO VISIT HARRY? WILL NEVILLE EVER LEARN TO KEEP TREVOR IN A
CAGE? (PROBABLY NOT) MORE TO COME SOON IN THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF OH BABY!
Sorry got carried away...REVIEW!-James
***** Night Terrors *****
Chapter 4
‘Night Terrors’
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or ...anything really. Wow, thats kinda
depressing...:goes off to wallow in self pity:
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Harry awoke feeling warm and comfortable, the persisting pain that had been his
broken ankle had seemed to disappear overnight, as if by magic. This was not a
good thing as the Dursley’s hated anything and everything that had to do with
magic, plus Uncle Vernon liked to admire his handy work by watching Harry limp
around and assign him chores that would keep him on his feet. If he sees that
Harry is fine today he’ll know something is up. In fact it was strange that the
whale of a man hadn’t woken Harry up for his morning beating yet...
With that last thought, the small raven-haired boy’s eyes flew open, his heart
palpitating rapidly with panic. Harry’s emerald sea green eyes moved quickly
taking in his surroundings; he was in a large ornate crib, beautifully detailed
dragons and unicorns were carved into the thick wood. The room its self was
bigger than three of Dudley’s rooms put together with shimmering mint green
walls and a stone floor that was covered by an almost floor-to-ceiling
asparagus colored carpet. A monstrous wardrobe was off to the side, as well as
a rocking chair all of which was done in the same wood as the crib.
As Harry looked around he couldn’t help but become curious on why there were no
windows, only a door which, presumably, led to another room. Harry jumped
backwards as the door in question began to open. Harry felt his heart beating
with such vigor he thought it would break his ribs. Quickly he crawled over to
the corner of the crib and pulled a blanket around himself, trying to blend in
with the wall.
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Severus Snape had begun his day as usual, he woke at 5am, showered, dressed,
added a flame retardant potion to his hair, which unfortunately gave it it’s
greasy texture...but safety first, he then munched on some toast Dippy had most
likely left for him and drank his coffee while reading whatever current lies
the Daily Prophet was printing. It was almost seven when he realized that he
still had not heard a sound from the guest room. Deciding to check on the small
child, he strode over to the door and softly opened it as to not wake Harry if
he was still asleep. It took a few moments to find Harry huddled up in a
blanket attempting to stay hidden from view. He walked closer to the crib and
softly spoke.
“Harry...Harry, child, it’s Severus. Why don’t you come out from under there
and we’ll get some breakfast and get dressed okay?” Harry’s tiny head poked
out, uncertain if he should go with the man.
He was getting good feelings from him but he was still big, not big like Uncle
Vernon, more big like Mr. Jenkins...the neighbor that used to yell and spray
him with the garden hose if he went to close to his house.
Slowly, Severus extended his arms toward the boy and leaned over the side of
the crib. Pausing, like one would do to an animal, he waited for Harry to get
comfortable with his presence before gently picking him up and cradling the boy
to his chest. Surprising Severus, Harry turned and buried himself into the
crook of the potions master’s neck. An earthy sandalwood and vanilla smell
tickled his nose. He remembered this smell... from where? He didn’t know. He
just knew that this smell meant home, love, and comfort. Harry smiled happily
and snuggled closer to the elder man.
Tightening his arms around Harry’s slim frame, Severus walked into the living
room and up to the small dining table that the onyx-haired wizard usually took
his breakfast at. Remembering what Mme. Pomfrey said about putting Harry back
on the bottle for a while, he summoned Dippy and asked for her to make up a
bottle of Molly’s Magical Mother’s Milk() and to bring a child strength
nutrient serum. The house self nodded and quickly brought the requested items.
Looking over the potion to make sure it was safe to give Harry, he added six
drops of the serum to the bottles contents and mixed it thoroughly. Positive
that everything checked out okay, Severus adjusted Harry in his arms and guided
the bottle to Harry’s mouth.
At first the frail child did nothing, hesitant to even lick the pearly white
drop that was threatening to fall from its place on the bottle’s nipple.
However when Severus ran a finger down the front of Harry’s throat the boy
reflexively swallowed. Smiling slightly, Severus repeated the process until the
bottle was gone.
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It was 8:30am before they even got to the bathroom so that Harry could bathe.
Albus must have supplied the clothes that Dippy brought last night, for when
Severus and Harry went through them to decide what the small child should wear
that day, all they found were magenta, purple, and turquoise robes with moving
stars and animals...even Harry was slightly put off by them. So after charming
them to more neutral colors such as red, blue, grey, black, and green and
conjuring some bath toys, the two males walked into the bathroom.
“Okay Harry, lets put some water in this tub and get you clean.” Harry looked
hesitantly at the tub, intimidated by the size of the thing. Although it was
not nearly as massive as the prefect bathes, it was still rather large; 3 feet
deep, 4 feet wide and six feet in length.
Severus filled the tub until it had about 7 inches of water in it, then
stripped himself down to his boxers and climbed into the water with Harry.
Handing Harry a small boat and a bucket for him to play with, the older wizard
wiped the raven-haired boy down with a mild cleansing potion and wash cloth.
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They spent most of the day outside since Severus had canceled all of his
classes for the day. Harry had eventually exhausted himself out and fell asleep
half way through dinner in the Great Hall. Surprisingly, Harry took well to all
the people and the noise as long as he sat on Severus’ lap. The Potion Master
decided to just suck up his pride and hold him, ignoring the whispers from the
students. Around 6pm, Severus carried a still sleeping Harry back down to his
chambers and tucked him in before he began grading third year essays.
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“He needs a friend. I’m volunteering.” Severus exclaimed after throwing opening
the door and charging into the Headmaster’s office.
“Now Severus. Sit down, have some tea and we’ll figure this all out
rationally.”
The Potions Master merely glared at the aging wizard who met the stare back
with an eerily cheerful one of his own. After a few moments, Severus sighed and
gracefully fell into a burgundy upholstered chair.
“There, now. That wasn’t too hard. So, my boy, what was that you’re
volunteering for?”
“Albus, I’m not your boy and I’m here to discuss my ward.”
“Whatever is wrong with our dear Harry now?” Severus allowed his face to sag,
showing recently developed laugh lines, and even newer worry lines.
“Last night he woke up screaming. I swear with the way he was going one who
think Voldemort was there ripping him apart, bone by bone...”
Sev’s p.o.v.
I was laying in bed, not really asleep, but not fully awake either; just
thinking.
‘They were terrible to me Sev... I knew from the age of two never to ask
questions... at the age of five how to position myself during a beating so that
I would still be able to do my chores the next day... at the age of ten how to
recognize the signs that Vernon would come to my room that night... It was
hard, knowing that you couldn’t tell anybody, and if you did that they wouldn’t
do anything...’ Harry’s words echoed around my mind, keeping me from sleep,
‘The beatings were going on for as long as I remember... The only one that I
can still remember that happened before I started school was when Vernon beat
me when I was two... I knew he broke a couple of ribs, and my ankle. I went
into some sort of a coma, I woke up two months later in the children’s
hospital. I was so scared. They kept calling me Bobby. Of course now I
understand why, Vernon must have given them fake names and addresses. I don’t
know why that one sticks out in my mind...it just does. Mayb-‘ I was brought
out of my musings by a gut wrenching scream.
I threw the covers off of me and ran through the door into Harry’s new room. He
was curled up into the fetal position, his face damp in a cold sweat. Quickly,
I swooped down and gathered the trembling boy in my arms, he resisted for just
a moment before cracking his eyelids open. After noticing it was I who held him
he clamped his hands tightly in my hair and cried his heart pulling sobs onto
my bare chest, until he cried himself into exhaustion.
The next morning, before Lucius floo’ed over to take care of Harry, I brought
him into the living room and we snuggled together on the couch and I began to
ask him what happened the night before.
“Can’t tell.” was his answer.
“Why?”
“I not sup’pose to. U’cle Vernon says I can’t. I not sup’pose to tell no one
‘spe’cally grown ups.”
“Please? I just want to help. I promise your uncle won’t hurt you.” Harry began
to tremble...attempting to hold back tears. I decided to lay off for now, and
began to comfort him.
“So you believe that if you were a child then Harry will have an easier time
talking to you?” Dumbledore asked while rubbing the bridge of his nose.
“Yes. You must see it from my point of view Albus. The boy needs to open up to
someone...and I know it won’t be an adult.”
“I’m sorry Severus but I simply cannot allow it. You had duties as the head of
the Slytherin house, your duties as a spy for the Order and of course your
duties as a teacher. You are needed too much here for me to allow it.”
“Albus, please-“
“No, Severus. That’s my final word on the matter.” The Headmasters expression
suddenly grew cold, and stern.
“Then perhaps someone else...I can’t leave him the way he is. That would be
going against my duties to Harry.” ‘As his husband’ he finished in his mind.
“That would be acceptable, as long as the potion intake was carefully monitored
and of course the person must be loyal to the Order and be willing to go along
with the plan...” Dumbledore trailed off, trying to think of the perfect
person. “Ah ha!”
“Who?” Severus asked eagerly.
“The eldest Weasley child.”
“No. Absolutely not. I couldn’t possibly!”
“Now Severus. This was your idea. And you want to help Harry, no?” Severus
mumbled the affirmative. “Then you see Bill would be perfect. He’s back home
from Egypt, and he’d be willing to give over control to someone else for a
while...both due to the nasty break-up he had with Ms. De Lacoure. He’s loyal
to the Order and both he loves Harry like a little brother. It will work out
just fine, you’ll see. Now, I believe you have a 3rd year Potions class to
teach.” Severus glared at the Headmaster for his quick dismissal, leaving no
room for argument before standing up and making his way towards his classroom.
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***** Wild Thang *****
Oh Baby Chapter 5 'Wild Thang'
(great now I have that song stuck in my head…somebody come kill me!)
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It's weird being back in St. Ottery-Catchpole. It's almost like going back in
time, but so many things are different now… the house is quieter, there were
more kids before running around the house causing chaos, mum and dad were
younger back then but no less strict than they are now…still I can't exactly
say that it is a welcomed change. Truthfully, I wish I had the distraction of
the twins pranking Percy or Charlie attempting to use magic to change Ron's
diaper, only resulting in a baby powder snowstorm, thickly coating the living
room.
So it was with these thoughts that Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts,
found me lounging on a worn out sofa in the living room of the Burrow and gave
me a proposition that would change my life…
"William Weasley, my boy! How are you enjoying your stay back home?" Albus
questioned while rocking on the balls of his feet a sure sign that he was up to
something.
Bill raised his head from its comfortable resting place, on the crook of the
old couch he was currently sprawled out over, before dropping it back down with
a resounding 'clunk'.
"Wonderful!" Albus exclaimed a little too enthusiastically. "However, I do have
a small problem over at Hogwarts that I was hoping you could help with. You
see... Mr. Longbottom had a slight accident while in the Potions laboratory and
Mr. Potter unfortunately received the side effects…"
"Albus, please." Bill interrupted hoping the headmaster would get to his point
quickly.
"Well, you see, William, Harry was de-aged to that of a two year old child."
Bill quickly sat up straight, becoming dizzy at the sudden movement. "Due to
this and his family life, Harry is have trouble connecting to his guardians and
we fear he may be causing himself emotional harm."
"What do you need me to do?" Bill stated, knowing he would do anything to help
the boy that he considered to be his brother.
Albus smiled. "What I am about to ask of you do not take lightly. It will not
only greatly affect your life but that of a young, impressionable boy who needs
a strong support system. You see, Harry needs someone his age to relate to,
someone he can confide in, someone that he doesn't see as an adult, as adults
were the ones to betray him, but rather as an older brother and a friend. Do
you understand, William?"
"You want to de-age me so that I could stay with Harry and try to help him."
"Correct. We will, of course, make sure you are still somewhat older than Harry
so that you comprehend certain complex thoughts such as notifying an adult if
Harry is in trouble and other such things. I won't lie to you, we will expect
things that we normally wouldn't expect from a young child but you can see the
necessity behind it."
"I understand, Headmaster, and I will take you up on this proposition. You know
I believe Harry to be another little brother to me."
"Good, my boy, good. Well," Albus began, all seriousness that was in his voice
before now gone, "we'll be leaving as soon as I speak to your mother about any
leftover child supplies she has, so if there was a favorite stuffed toy you had
as a child I would recommend getting it now." Bill chuckled and led the
headmaster to his mother who was out in the garden.
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The sound of a child's laughter filled Severus Snape's bedchamber as a small
raven haired boy rode around on the back of a beautiful white Siberian tiger.
The tiger, whose eyes were a piercing gray, was playfully running around with a
slight jump in his step. Neither noticing the door open or a twenty-six year
old, red head, being led by Albus Dumbledore, entering the room. By the time
the tiger did look up he saw two faces chuckling at the sight before them.
Quickly he lay down, allowing Harry to slide off his back and catch his breath,
before transforming back to an intimidating, no-nonsense blonde. Stalking over
to the pair he put on his best sneer and stared them down with the same
piercing gray eyes as his animagus form, before the two other wizards stopped
laughing.
"Albus, William Weasley, to what do I owe this visit?" He drawled in a snobbish
manner, although the image was ruined by the small boy peeking out from behind
his legs.
"Lucius, I do hope things are going well with young Harry here." As he said
this, Albus produced a lollipop from his robes and handed it to the child who
quietly thanked him and rapidly put the candy into his pants pocket as if he
was afraid of it being taken away.
"As well as can be expected Albus." Lucius answered tiredly before turning
around and picking Harry up, who buried himself in the blonde's robes and
latched on around his neck.
The gray-eyed wizard led the group over to the sitting area and called Dippy,
the house elf, to deliver some tea and cakes.
"So what brings you two to Severus' humble abode?" Lucius began.
"William, here, has gratefully accepted our request to de-age him so that Harry
might have a friend." Harry's head jumped up at the sound of his name but he
made no other attempt to come into the conversation. "So we are here do discuss
arrangements and to wait for Severus to supply us with the correct potion and
dosage."
"What's to discuss, Albus? Is he not staying here with Harry?"
"Of course he is, I just thought it would be better to say discuss so Severus
would think he actually had a choice in the matter." Albus replied with a
cheery smugness.
"Good to know, Albus." A dark chocolate-like voice sounded from the doorway.
"Severus! My boy! Good to see you!" Albus replied enthusiastically, his
cornflower-blue eyes twinkling madly. "We were just talking about you, in
fact!"
"You don't say." Severus deadpanned. Suddenly in a flash of movement, the onyx-
eyed professor had an armful of Harry Potter. "Hello Harry."
"Hi, Sev!" The raven-haired child gave the Potion Professor a quick hug before
squirming out of his arms and running back over to Lucius where he climbed on
the older wizards lap and buried his head in the crook of Lucius' neck.
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Severus stalked out of the sitting room into his personal store closet to
retrieve the de-aging potion needed for Bill. Moving towards his desk he
shuffled some papers and created a free space for the potion and a cup.
Meticulously measuring out the aqua colored potion he handed over the glass to
Bill who looked at it hesitantly before chugging it down in one gulp. Before
their eyes a handsome man in his mid-twenties, slowly decreased in size and
shape before a bundle of robes and a red headed child with a goofy grin,
accenting his freckles, took in his temporary home and guardians.
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HI GUYS! And GALS! Whaddya think? I don't know…I kinda like it. I was going to
add more to it but…ehhh I really don't feel like typing anymore. So I know it's
short but I promise I'll update soon to make up for it. Okay? Great! Grand!
WONDERFULL! YAY! Okay I need to go lay down, I'm starting to scare myself.
UPDA-oops! I MEAN REVIEW! Oh geesemz, it's been a looooong day. (actually I
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MORE HARRY CUTE-NESS NEXT YES I SAID NEXT CHAPTER!
***** Nap Time for Billy and Harry *****
Oh Baby
Chapter 6
‘Nap Time for Billy and Harry’
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Young Harry watched in horror as the tall red-haired man seemed to shrink
before his eyes. When he stopped getting smaller, at no more than a couple of
feet high, the raven-haired boy gave a loud shriek and dashed off to hide in a
corner.
Severus, Lucius, and Albus looked at each other with concern apparent in their
eyes before the Potions Master got up and went to comfort the distraught two
year old. Lucius, however, moved over to Bill and gave him a small smile.
“Hello Bill-“, He began but was cut of by a childish voice.
“Billy.” The oldest of the Weasley boys corrected.
“My apologies, Billy, may I ask how old you are?” Lucius responded sounding
slightly uncomfortable.
“I am five and one half.” Billy answered with a cute grin showing off his
freckles and dimples.
Lucius glanced over to Severus who had a sobbing two-year old in his arms.
Billy noticed the direction of his glance and his grin quickly faded.
“Is that little boy gunna’ be alright?”
“Yes, Billy, he will. That is Harry and he’s somewhat afraid of new people, but
I’m sure you’ll both get along just fine once he gets to know you.”
“Can we go meet him?” Billy questioned.
Lucius looked towards Severus who nodded, obviously hearing their conversation.
“Yes Billy, but remember to be really nice to Harry.”
“Yes um’. I will.” The red-head nodded enthusiastically.
Lucius took the freckled-boy’s hand and led him over to Harry, who was no
longer crying but still wiping off some stray tears with the back of his chubby
baby hand. Kneeling to be eye-level with the two boys, Lucius introduced them,
“Harry this is Billy. He wants to be your friend. Do you want to be his
friend?”
Harry looked over to the red-head boy who was smiling at him, kindness dancing
in his eyes. “You be Hawy’s friend?” Harry asked Billy.
“You betcha’!” Harry smiled at Bill before standing up out of Severus lap and
taking the freckled-child’s hand. “You got toys?”
Harry nodded, a light beginning to shine in his eyes that all the adults were
begging to see. Harry and Bill walked over to the raven-haired child’s room.
Harry glanced back at Severus to make sure it was okay and after receiving a
nod proceeded to go into the room and show Bill his brand new box of color
wands, which allowed the user to color on thin air.
Severus stood up along with Lucius before thanking the Headmaster and escorting
him out of his chambers. Once the door was shut the Potions Master turned to
his best friend and sighed.
“Do you think this will work out?” He asked, desperation clearly visible on his
face.
“It had better, Sev. That boy needs some one besides for just me and you.”
Severus nodded. “Would you like me to stay tonight? They both still need to be
fed, and later they are going to need a bath.”
“That would be very helpful, Luc. Thank you.”
“Anytime, you know that.”
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As dinner time approached Severus walked into Harry’s room to get the boys,
while Lucius ordered dinner from a house elf. They had been quiet the past
couple minutes and Severus was slightly worried about what he would find when
he walked into the nursery. However, what he found was not what he expected.
On the floor was Harry and Bill both sound asleep under a baby blanket. Harry
was cuddled in Bill’s arms, which were wrapped protectively over the smaller
boy. Severus felt a pang of jealously wash over him before he quickly dismissed
it. Kneeling next to the two boys, he kissed Harry’s forehead before gently
pushing Bill’s hair from face, awakening both boys. Harry yawn then smiled
sweetly before reaching up to Severus so that the older man would hold him.
Bill on the other hand stood up and grabbed a hold of Severus’ pant leg.
“Issit’ dinner yet?” Billy asked while yawning.
“Yes it is, come on.”
By the time they reached the dining room, Lucius was already sitting on one end
of the table, which was currently holding a great many plates filled with food.
Bill sat on one side of the highchair the house elves had brought for Harry,
and after Severus had helped the emerald-eyed boy into it, he took the chair on
the other side of it.
Since the boys had stayed fairly clean during dinner and were both asleep on
their feet, Severus just wiped them down with a wet cloth, dressed them in
their pj’s and tucked them in. After watching them for a good ten minutes, the
onyx-eyed Professor said goodnight to Lucius who was reading by the fire, then
crawled into his bed, which felt awfully cold and lonely with out his Harry
there…
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-James
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***** My Offering *****
Oh Baby
Chapter 7
‘My Offering’
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Shimmering flumes floated lazily up from the pewter rim of Hogwarts Potion
Master’s cauldron, distorting the images one onyx-eyed man was viewing. It was
almost done… a month of steady labor over this potion, back-aches, migraines,
feet swollen from standing on them for hours on end… but finally the difficult
task was over and Severus would be able to bottle the potion tonight. Aging
potions, while quite simple to make, (even the Weasley twins are able to brew
it) took long hours and in the case of Harry Potter, Severus had to first
analyze the leftovers of Longbottom’s botched potion and then had to create
it’s counter. His second challenge was that usually the drinker only takes a
few drops, allowing them to age or de-age by one to three years, Harry and
William took enough to de-age them fifteen and twenty years respectively.
Therefore they could not just age themselves just as quickly… the processes
would be slow, painful, every month taking another meticulously measured dose,
enough to age them three to five years at a time. The entire process would take
five months. Severus’ final challenge regarding this potion, not wanting Bill
to be twenty when Harry was eleven, was solved by deciding that Bill would not
be taking the first dose of the potion, ensuring he would never be more than
eight years older than Harry.
Severus looked down at his age chart one last time to make sure everything made
sense and added up.
Harry- Bill-
Start: 2 Start: 5
Dose 1: 5 No Dose: 5
Dose 2: 8 Dose 1: 10
Dose 3: 11 Dose 2: 15
Dose 4: 14 Dose 3: 20
End: 17 End: 25
Everything looked okay. Severus let out a sigh before straightening up and
stretching out the kinks in his back. His potion stained fingers rubbed at his
eyes for a moment to clear their watery vision, then walked over to his
instrument drawer and pulled out a silver plated bottling ladle. In swift
practiced movements, the professor bottled five vials with 10cc and four others
with 13cc. Placing the vials in one of his cool dry cabinet, Severus strode
over to a large wooden door and staggered through it in a dazed pace, thinking
only of his bed.
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The sounds of morning had played for a relatively long time prior to a certain
onyx-eyed Potion Master awakening. Kicking off the soft wine colored coverlet,
Severus scooted to the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through his slightly
greasy raven locks.
‘Saturday,’ he thought to himself, ‘I’ll forego the flame retardant potion
today.’
Harry had always hated what it did to his husband soft healthy hair but he
understood the reasoning for the potion… it was too easy for some idiot kid to
set fire to the potion’s lab, and he preferred his bond mate not aflame.
Severus shook his head to clear his musings and stood in order to get ready for
the day.
Sliding into his weekend jeans and a dark grey button up shirt, Severus was
shocked out of his daily ritual by the sound of children’s laughter.
“What-?” He stated aloud before striding out of his room into the living room.
Severus came to a stop when he saw a pair of emerald green eyes dancing in
pleasure as Lucius pounced on both young boys and tickled them into screeching
laughter. The potion Master snorted at the scene thinking that Lucius was much
too alike to his Siberian Tiger form.
Harry looked up at the sound and let out a squeal of pleasure before bouncing
into his husbands arms.
“Good Morning Harry. How are you today?” Severus inquired.
“Sev! Bill and Luc an’ I went to the kit’hens and gots food and I had pancakes
and strawberry and then we came back here and I wanted you but Luc said you
were seeping and ‘den we pwayed and I hads fun!” Harry stated literally oozing
excitement.
Severus allowed a smile to grace his face before answering. “You did so much
already? You’re not even out of your night clothes yet! What time is it
anyway?”
Lucius stood up and picked Bill up into his arms. “It’s just past 9.” Severus
was astonished he slept so late, as he usually roused around 5. “I went to wake
you up before breakfast but you looked like you needed the extra sleep.
Severus nodded and earned a baby kiss on the corner of his mouth… a sticky
gooey kiss that tasted of maple syrup. That was when he actually took a good
look at the two boys. Harry, still dressed in a flannel PJ-footie that had
little blue trains and red cabooses running along the tracks, had syrup all
over his mouth, in his hair, on his clothes and a little on his eyebrow. Bill
was only slightly better with the syrup contained to his face and his Wally the
Wizard PJs that his mother had sent over… apparently it was a new program on
the WWN that was very popular among children... Severus hadn’t brought himself
to actually turn the Wireless on during the show hour yet and didn’t believe he
ever would, but the PJs still managed to become Bill’s favorite.
Turning his eyes away from the mess currently smothered over the boys, Severus
turned to glare at Lucius for allowing them to get in such a state.
Lucius brought up his hands in defense, “Their kids, they are supposed to be
messy.”
Severus turned up the glare from misbehaving Hufflepuff to snogging Gryffindors
in the astronomy tower, which earned him a slight flinch from the light colored
Slytherin. Puffing up his chest in pride, Severus waited for Luc to release the
red-headed Gryffindor before taking Bill’s hand and walking to the bathroom.
Upon reaching the tiled floor, Severus set Harry down and turned back to Bill,
releasing the boy from his sticky cocoon of pajamas and underclothes.
“Billy, go grab the toys you want to play with in the tub… get some for Harry
too.” Bill nodded enthusiastically and ran to the closet where every bathroom
necessity was stored. Watching the boy pull put some bath crayons and
children’s bath-time potions set, which made “potions” that produced bubbles,
colored water, and the like, Severus turned back to Harry who was staring at
him strangely.
“What is it little-one?” Severus questioned. Harry just shook his head and
lifted his arms so that he could get his shirt taken off.
Severus looked down at his own clothes, luckily his pants made it out
unscathed; however his shirt was a mess. Unbuttoning it and tucking it into the
laundry pile, Severus picked up the two boys and put them into the tub, filled
to their bellies with warm soothing water.
Calling for Lucius, Severus handed the man a wash-cloth told him to clean up
the mess he made, and walked into the kitchen to make a few sandwiches and
drinks, so that they could bring the boys out for a picnic when they were done
cleaning up… they could use the fresh air.
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“Peruvian Vipertooth,” Severus said the password and waited for his portrait to
open, allowing the four men back into his room for the first time since noon
earlier that day. It was now just past six having ventured in from the outdoors
about two hours ago into the kitchens so that they could all have some much
needed dinner. The two young boys fell asleep sometime later as Severus and
Lucius finished their meal of rack of lamb, baked pumpkin, custard tarts, and a
glass of Bordeaux, which meant the two had to carry the boys into the dungeon
and into bed.
The portrait swung open and Severus stepped in first quickly moving Harry into
the second bedroom and placing him down into the comfortable crib. Lucius did
the same with Bill and the two curled around each other into a deep sleep.
Lucius looked at Severus’ pinched expression for a moment before wrapping his
arms around the man. “They are just boys Sev, it means nothing.” Severus nodded
before leaning into Lucius heavily… it seems like it had been forever since
someone held him.
Lucius understanding Severus’ need walked with the man into his bedroom
stripped each other from their clothes and lowered the darker man onto the bed
before covering him with his own form. Severus wrapped his arms around the man
and settled his hands on Lucius’ hip bones… it had been a while since his hands
rested there but he found the spot easily and it was extremely comforting.
Feeling the other mans lips on his neck, Severus turned toward the blonde
forcing their lips to meet in a ferocious kiss… it was not loving or even all
that pleasant, but it was hot, and needing, and emotional… everything Severus
was feeling at that point… everything he needed to get out. So he pulled Lucius
closer and ignored the consequences…
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Okay so I’m either going to be killed for not posting in forever or for this
chapter… either way I consider myself dead. Haha… okay honestly I am sorry for
not updating and I really have no excuse so please just take this chapter as my
offering and excuse me.
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-James
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Oh Baby!
Chapter 8
Vials of something Vile
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Consciousness hit Severus rather quickly, as it has every morning since his
childhood. Harry, who usually took a few hours and a large mug of coffee to
become fully awake, always marveled how his husband was coherent, moving, and
speaking articulately in seconds. Thinking of Harry caused Snape’s heart to
squeeze up in pain. Thinking now on the consequences that he chose to ignore
completely last night, Severus felt guilt swallow him whole.
Moving to stand up from the bed, Severus was shocked to feel a heavy weight on
his chest and looked down to see what caused such a sensation. Harry. There,
curled on top of him, was the sole person who the Potions Master hoped not to
see until he was able to calm down some. The boy was beginning to stir and
looked up to see his Sev looking down on him. Harry smiled up at him, however
Severus saw something in his eyes. This something resembled hurt and betrayal
much too closely for the onyx-eyed man’s liking.
Severus in a rush of heart-wrenching pain gently yet firmly pushed Harry off of
him and rushed toward the bathroom, slamming the door shut. Harry confused and
hurt by his Sev’s reaction began to cry; softly at first but as soon as Bill’s
small arms wrapped around him in a comforting embrace, the raven-haired youth’s
cries became loud wailing, which quickly awoke Lucius.
Lucius assessed the scene in seconds and knowing Severus as well as he did, he
was able to come to the right conclusion rather easily. Taking a quick glace at
the distraught raven-haired boy currently wrapped up in Bill’s arms, Lucius
strode over to the bathroom and let himself in.
Inside, the blonde found his best friend curled up on a floor of broken glass,
cradling a bloody fist, silent tears pouring down his cheeks.
“Severus-“ Lucius began.
“Shut up! Keep your sympathetic opinions to yourself Lucius! I will hear none
of it!”
“Severus, please.” The blonde tried again.
“Just leave.” Lucius ignored his friend, instead he kneeled onto the floor and
attempted to hug him. “Lucius!” Severus forcefully pushed him away. “Do you not
think that you have given me enough physical comfort?!?” Lucius felt as if he
had been struck and with his next comment he actually was.
“I only heard words of consent last night.” Severus swore after his already
bruised fist connected with the blonde’s jaw.
Throwing open the bathroom door, Snape rushed away from his friend back into
his bedroom where he found Harry still crying. Still in Bill’s arms.
“Be quiet Harry!” Severus shouted loudly, which caused Harry to cry softly but
look at Severus only in fear. Bill clutched Harry closer.
The onyx-eyed man looked at the two in total guilt. Moving closer to the boys,
Severus sat down on the bed next to them and held his arms open to Harry, who
cautiously crawled into the embrace. The two cried together for sometime,
watched only Bill and Lucius.
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The boys sat by the table both eating their breakfast of eggs, toast, and
mushed up melon, while Severus spoke with Lucius. Neither brought up the
earlier happenings, instead they both silently forgave each other and that was
that.
“I believe, that Harry should take his first dose of the ageing potion.”
Severus stated and Lucius nodded in agreement.
The blonde stood up and floo’ed Poppy and Albus before, helping Snape clean up
the boys and the kitchen.
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That night, roughly around six, right before the boys bedtime, Albus and Poppy
arrived at the chamber’s of Hogwart’s Potions Master. Being invited in by the
Potion’s Master himself, Albus took a seat on one of the comfortable leather
chairs, and Poppy walked over to Harry to place medical monitoring charms on
him as he went through the change.
Severus settled Harry into his arms before putting the vial to his lips.
Lucius, held Bill as they watched the young boy shudder and pitifully groan
while his bones grew and adjusted themselves to their now longer lengths. When
the potion reached Harry’s brain, the boy passed out from the several thousand
memories that bombarded him at once.
Bill had been growing upset at Harry’s distress and Lucius brought him to the
room he and Harry shared. Changing the boy into his pajamas and laying him in
the crib, while Harry took potions and had healing spells placed on him, Bill
waited for Harry to sleep with him. Poppy soon after gave the okay for Harry to
be put into bed and the two young boys slept deeply next to each other until
late the next morning.
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I know it’s short, but hopefully I’ll have the next chapter out soon enough.
Hope all is well for you all. Oh, and please forgive me for the wording of some
of these sentences; I have been reading Jane Austen day and night for the past
month and have noticed that I am beginning to write in an English Regency Era
sort of way. I’ve tried to fix that as much as possible but then the sentences
don’t sound right and it becomes this jumbled mess. Anyways, I’m off for now.
-James
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