Unexpectedly Expecting

15: Yet Another Potter Crisis

We were done with taking a shower, and being intimate...again, when a knock came at the bedroom door when we were snuggling in bed after drying off. Ron Weasley was on the other side. "Um...I know you two are um...busy, but my mum sent me up cause' like Harry has gotten worse."

I groaned against Severus's chest. Severus rolled his eyes. "Does the drama queen never rest? Or are we the ones supremely lucky to handle these crises?"

I giggled, kissing his chest. "Hmm...I would say lucky." I yawned, "Do you want to take this, or should I? You've all but worn me out, I fear."

Severus smoothed my unruly hair out of my face, and kissed me softly. "Liar. We should fuck against the door until Weasley gets the hint and goes away."

"You're terrible. I'm not doing that."
"It was worth a try."

I got out of bed, and walked to my walk in closet, and retrieved a black silk robe. Severus threw on a pair of dark gray silk pajama pants, and put on a matching robe over that. He opened up my robe slightly to press a kiss to the tops of my breasts. "A pity I cannot touch them more. We haven't finished up our lavish massage session."

"Would this involve more sex lessons?"
"Obviously. The best kind."
"But first, Harry."
"Yes, our little drama queen."

"Do you need lab things?"

"Yes. Go with Weasley, I will be with you presently," He instructed.

He opened the door, and Ron looked frazzled by our disheveled appearance. "H-Hey, Professor S-Snape. Sorry, I'm bothering you guys, but mum--"

"Never mind that, Mr Weasley! I will join the both of you after I locate what Mr Potter requires for Lupin's love bite."

"R-Right. Yep, let's go, Mione.' Everyone's waiting," Ron explained.

I was about to leave to go with Ron, but Severus held my hand, and pulled me in for a deep, soft kiss. "A prelude for after dinner, lioness."

I pressed a soft light kiss to his lips afterwards. "I'm looking forward to it, my Prince."

Severus nodded, and left in the direction of the potions lab. When Ron and I were alone, Ron flushed. "I...I had no idea you two had gotten so close. But um...Harry doesn't know this, but um, remember when we learned memory charms third year?"

I didn't like where this was going, but I urged him to continue. "Yes? What are you saying, Ronald? What does memory charms have to do with Harry and this Remus Lupin situation?"

We were walking fast down the corridors to Harry's guest bedroom. Ron looked too embarrassed to say anything. I sighed heavily, "Ron, please just tell me. If it relates to my seeing Harry make out with Remus, I kinda have to know. They did almost have sex in my library this afternoon."

Ron paused a few doors down from Harry's guest room. "Well...after Harry and I made up from that whole me getting jealous of him putting his name in the Goblet of Fire thing...we did more than make up that night. See...the thing is, I wanted to experiment, and so did he, and we might have...um, lost our virginity to each other."

"Ronald, you can't not mistake sex," I pointed out. "I mean, it's different for gay guys since they don't have a vagina, and I imagine the experience is quite different. But if you remember all this, how come Harry doesn't?"

Ron nodded. "He said he felt wrong doing it...with me. He said he was sorry, that we were like brothers, but he was ashamed to like Cedric Diggory more."

"Did he ever ask Cedric out?"

"Nope, too bloody chicken for it. He told me that he wanted to forget the whole thing, that him being bisexual was just a phase. So, he went after Cho Chang after Cedric was killed, and didn't really get why he got mad at Cho for crying all the time about losing her boyfriend."