Nothing In This World (BEING EDITED)

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I do not own Harry Potter or the characters, that all belongs to J.K Rowling. I'm simply writing for fun because my friend dared me that I couldn't write a 200 chapter Snarry mpreg fanfic. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO J.K ROWLING, SO PLEASE DON'T MAKE MY FIC GET DELETED.

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Chapter XXXI. Summer Moved On
Warning: Strong Language, brief violence, underage kissing, and use of alcohol and implied consensual sex

Harry was still in bed when his parents knocked on his bedroom door the next morning. He hadn't left his room in two weeks and since returning from Paris there wasn't much he fancied doing. He rolled over in his bed, hand patting the cool sheet where Snape should have been. Hedwig was sleeping contently in her cage. Harry cracked an eye open, confirming what he already knew, that no, Snape was definitely not in bed where he should have been and he wouldn't be for a while.

"Good morning, love sleep well?" Lucius asked. He pulled back the curtains letting in some of that natural summer light into the room and opened the large window a crack. Harry was now on his back, but his eyes were open. He studied the patterns of the ceiling and groaned. Even the spider in the far corner of the ceiling had more freedom than him. Why had he told Snape that they needed some space? Yes, the man wasn't the most expressive person, but he loved being in the Slytherin's company. It was nice being with the man. He didn't really want space, he just wanted the man to express himself more. Things were different with Snape. Where most people saw him as Harry Potter the boy who lived, Snape saw him as just Harry, nothing special, just another teenager who occasionally got on his nerves. It was a nice change of pace and he didn't have to try to be anyone else. "It's well past lunch Harry. Do you plan to join the world of the living today? You should at least get up and have something to eat."

Harry made a noise between a grunt and a laugh before he pushed himself up on his elbows. He stared at his parents and rolled his eyes falling back against his pillow with a frustrated sigh. "I'm not hungry." He rolled over and buried his head in his pillow before throwing his comforter over his head. "Just leave me alone, please."

Arthur pulled the covers off the bed which earned him an evil eye and a few choice words from his son. It took some impressive wiggling and a few adjustments and an almost face plant off the bed, but Harry eventually got his blanket. "Please just leave."

"You can't stay up here all summer love, what about your friends? Hermione and Seamus have been asking about you for a couple days now. We can send them in if you want."

"I don't want to see anyone," his voice breaks. He felt his bed dip and looked up briefly to see his dad sitting on his bed his back against the headboard. "Go away!"

Before any of them could say anything, the door opened, and Snape walked in. He heads directly to the side Harry was laying on and yanked the covers off the boy's body. "Why are you acting like a fool? William told me you haven't been out of bed in a week. Get up!" Snape said throwing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt at the boy. "I leave you for a week and you start acting like a spoiled little brat. I won't say it a third time, get up."

Harry did as he was told and pulled off his pajamas. He got dressed in record time his eyes never leaving Snape's dark ones. With that done, Snape ordered him to go to the bathroom and make himself look presentable, more human and less unkept. When Harry returned it was just Snape standing in his bedroom. "What is the matter with you, Harrison? Have you forgotten that we share a bond? You're just going to stop eating now just because we aren't together? I'm not going to spoil you."

"I'm sorry,"

"What about exactly?" Asked Snape. He leads them to the bed and gently laid down spreading out on the large king sized bed.