Okay, first off, thanks for all the reviews. and thanks to the person who offered to be a beta reader...but i just updated my spell checker and It's SOOOOOOO much better! *does peace sign* Here's more fudge! *gets pelted with it* ouw! what was that for! It's not that bad. *takes bit out of fudge* ewwww...that is gross. But it tasted good when I took it out of the oven...

Sara: *comes in* hey...i made some dog treats...have you seen them...ahhh! there they are! *grabs "fudge"*

All: EWWWWW! *spits* PETUY PETUY! sorry. on w/ the story

"Harry...what are you talking about?" Harry told Severus about how he defeated Voldemort. Something he had told no one. When he was finished Severus smiled.

"Oh Harry...that's nothing to be afraid about. It happens when you're a wizard." Harry looked confused.

"It does?"

"Yes! It's when you have gone threw so much emotional stress that your body releases it on the cause, especially when you intend to destroy this person." Harry smiled and relaxed.

It was late and Harry and Severus were still up talking.

"Harry, where are you going when school ends?" Severus asked suddenly.

"I was hoping you'd let me stay here..."

"Of course! Just making sure." Another long silence.

"Severus...I love you." Severus smiled.

"I love you too, Harry."

"Sev, I want you to Marry me when school's over!" Harry clamed his hand over his mouth. Severus turned sparkling black eyes on the young boy.

"Of course I will Harry! Then...can we bond?" Severus sounded like an eager child.

"Yes, then we can bond." Severus jumped up and grabbed Harry, pulling him into a hard kiss.

*****The Wedding night******(A/N: sorry, I got lazy. If you guys really want a wedding scene tell me and I'll write one, otherwise...I skip it!)

Harry stood in the hot shower trembling. Tonight was the night. No turning back now. Oh Merlin what had he done! He wasn't ready for this! He heard the bathroom door open and shuddered.

"Are you almost done yet, Harry?" Severus asked.

"Yes." Harry replied. The door closed again and Harry got out, patting himself dry and walking into the hotel suite room, naked. He heard a gasp and looked up. Severus had dropped the book he was reading and stared at him wide eyed. Harry blushed.

"Ha-Harry...Dammit." Severus dashed over to Harry and was kissing him like mad, pushing him toward the bed.

"Merlin you're so beautiful." Harry fell back on the bed, with Severus crawling over him, trying to pull off his own clothing. Harry reached up to help him and finally he was undressed. Harry purred as Severus licked and sucked his neck, gasping when he hit a sensitive spot. Severus moaned and kissed Harry's luscious mouth, parting his red lips with his tongue and tasting every inch of his mouth. Severus moved down Harry's body, kissing and licking, till he got to Harry's rock hard penis. With out hesitation he took the whole thing into his mouth and sucked hard. Harry groaned and gasped as Severus bobed his head. Harry gripped the sheets tightly, trying not to buck his hips, afraid he'd hurt Severus of make him made, but soon he gave in. Severus took Harry all the way into his mouth and gave one last hard suck as Harry cam in his mouth. Harry felt Severus swallowing his essence and groaned, falling back on the bed. Severus moved away, licking his lips. Harry got up and moved forward so he could do the same to Severus, but the older man pushed him back onto the bed.

"No! Just let me please you Harry. You can do what ever you want later, just let me make you happy."

"But..." Severus silenced Harry with a hard kiss and spread Harry's legs. He grabbed some lubricant from the bed side table and began to prepare Harry, sticking one finger in, then two, three, stretching him and hitting his prostate. Harry let out the most delicious sounds and Severus had to exercise complete control not to just take and fuck Harry till he ripped him.

"Sev..." Harry gasped. "Please...Now! I want you now!" Severus greased his cock and slide it slowly into Harry. Harry gasped and arched his back.

"More." He begged. Severus slide in more, hitting the boy's gland. Harry writhed beneath Severus, making the man growl and push in more till he was all the way in. Harry pushed back on Severus' cock and begged Severus to fuck him hard. Severus went faster and soon they both came. Severus Collapsed at Harry's side and moaned.

"Dammit Harry." He breathed. "You're so tight." Harry blushed and snuggled closer to Severus, his entire body tingling. Severus held Harry close, kissing him till he fell asleep.

Harry woke up to the smell of breakfast. He stood up, a little too quickly for his pleasantly aching body, and went into the kitchenette. Severus sat there drinking coffee and nibbling on some bacon. He walked over and opened the window to let in some fresh air. Sirius flew in when he did. (A/N: Ack! forgot all about him! Sorry! Sorry! *bows a million times*) The birds fiery plumage shone in the sunlight and he landed on Harry's shoulder, nuzzling his cheek much like a cat. Harry patted his head and got it out some bird seed. (A/N; What else would it eat?) Severus looked up at smiled as Harry sat down on a chair with a visible wince.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"Deliciously sore!" Harry replied Happily. Severus laughed and handed Harry some Orange Juice.

"Merlin you're so beautiful." Severus said dreamily. Harry blushed and looked down at his food. Sirius let out a haunting melody and gave Severus what could have been a glare. Severus licked his lips.

"And you tasted so good last night...mmmmm...and your skin was so soft, and your eyes, so bright...and you smelt so good and..."

"Severus!" Harry shouted, snapping his husband out of his trance. Severus looked up and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Harry." He got up and walked over to where Harry sat, then kissed him on the mouth gently. "What do you want to do to day?"

"Sit in a hot tub and soak." Severus chuckled and kissed Harry again, slipping his tongue past his lips. Sirius gave an offended chirp and flew off to the bathroom.

Harry laid back against the side of the hot tube, sighing. Severus watched him intently from the kitchen, where he was *suppose* to be making dinner, but hadn't even started. Harry let out a moan as he felt his muscles relaxing. Severus growled. Harry could feel that he was turning Severus on threw the bond. He chuckled and arched his back, moaning again. Severus felt Harry's mischievous glee and growled louder. Another loud moan and Severus couldn't take it any more. He tore off his shirt and boxers, which was the only thing he had been wearing, and got in the water. Before Harry could moan again, Severus latched onto his mouth, kissing him fiercely. Harry wrapped his arms around Severus' neck and sucked on his tongue. Severus wasn't in the mood for foreplay or teasing, so he hoisted Harry up and bent him over the side of the tube, using conditioner as lubricant, he pressed himself so deep inside Harry, he thought the boy might tear. But Harry purred and pressed himself back onto Sevvy's large cock, begging for more.

"Mmm...harder, Sev...yes...uhhh...harder...more...un, yes, mm, uhhhhhhhhh." Severus bit down into Harry's soft skin as he cam. Hot white semen soon coated the side of the tube. Sev was about to pull out when Harry protested.

"No! I want you to stay in me! All day!"

"But Harry..."

"No! Please stay...it feels so good." Severus sighed and said yes. The two got out and went to the bedroom.

After a long, sex filled Honeymoon, the two returned to Hogwarts. Harry loved to surprise Severus by getting up early and making breakfast or laying tied to the bed, naked when he came back from classes. Harry began to act slightly weird though. He would inhale his food some days then look at something and vomit others. He was putting on some weight and having drastic mood swings. Finally Severus couldn't take it any more and dragged the young man to the hospital. Madam Pomfrey ran some test then went to Severus beaming.

"Oh Professor! I have wonderful news! Harry's Pregnant!" Severus grabbed the old witch in a tight hug and spun her around.

"THATS FANTASTIC!" he cried, then ran to Harry.

"Oh Harry!" He kissed the young man. "You beautiful man! I love you so much." Harry jerked away and buried his head in the pillow sobbing.

"Go away, Sev. I hate you!" Severus looked at him shocked.

"Why?"

"You got me pregnant! How could you!" Harry clutched the pillow tightly.

"I hate you!"

"Harry..."

"I hate you!" Severus took him gently in his arms and kissed him.

"Harry, it's not that bad."

"Yes it is!" Severus rocked back and forth, murmuring to him until he fell asleep.

Harry awoke in his bed that he shared with Severus and smiled. It had all been a dream. But when he looked on the bed side table he saw a vile marked 'Morning Sickness potion.' He turned and began to cry again, cursing the veela genes. He stood up and pulled on a shirt, running a comb threw his hair then staring at his reflection. His vivid green eyes were dull and red rimmed, his lashes clumped together. Dried tears were caked onto his cheeks and his lips were covered in spit and tears. He walked into the sitting room and grabbed some breakfast that was laid out on the table. He stopped in the middle of filling his plate and put all the food back. He decided he wasn't hungry. He laid down on the couch and went back to sleep.

Severus noticed the untouched food on the table the moment he walked in. The next thing he noticed was Harry sleeping on the couch. He walked over to him and kissed him. Harry moaned and opened his eyes.

"Harry, are you okay?"

"No..."

"Harry..."

"I'm putting it up for adoption." he stated.

"NO!"

"Why not?"

"I forbid it!"

"You can't force me not to." Snape growled dangerously.

"Oh can't I?" Harry glared at him defiantly.

"You wouldn't."

"Watch me!"

"Sev, you can't..." Severus crushed their mouths together, groping Harry in all the right places. Harry moaned.

"Stop it!" he hissed. Severus pinned him to the couch.

"I won't take this! You won't starve yourself, and you won't give the baby away!"

"I'll do what I please." Severus stood up and went to his study. He came back a few minutes later with the veela book. He flipped threw it, came to the page he wanted, then handed it to Harry.

"Read." He said, pointing to a paragraph. Harry looked down and read.

'Though Veela are protective of their mates, they are even more protective of their children, born or unborn. They will stop it nothing to make their offspring happy, which is why veela children are often spoilt. Veela will kill anyone who harms their child and have even been known to kill their mates to keep their children safe.'

Harry stared up at Severus shocked.

"You'd kill for it?" Severus nodded. Harry dropped the book and walked into the room he had first occupied. Severus growled and ran after him, only to be tossed to the ground by the wards.

"Harry James Potter! Let me in!"

"No!"

"HARRY!"

"GO AWAY!"

"I MEAN IT HARRY! YOU HAD BETTER NOT DO ANYTHING STUPID!"

"I said go away." Severus sat down on the floor and listened carefully to what was going on inside the room.

And this was how things went for the next nine months. Harry gave in to eating though, but refused to come out of his room unless necessary. But on the ninth month Severus destroyed the room when Harry went to take a shower. Needless to say, the young man was furious. Then the long awaited day finally came.

Harry was sitting on the couch, reading when he felt a painful contraction. He cried out and Severus rushed to his side.

"What's wrong?"

"It's time!" Harry moaned. Severus picked Harry up and ran to the hospital wing.

Madam Pomfrey shooed Severus away and went to tend to Harry. The nervous man paced the waiting room, snapping at every one who passed. As soon as he heard a babies cry he was at the door. Pomfrey let him in and went to hand the baby to Harry. The young man growled.

"Get that thing away from me!" he cried. Pomfrey looked surprised but handed the baby to Severus.

"Harry…" Severus began.

"What?" Harry snapped.

"You can't ignore her."

"Oh? Watch me!"

"We have to name her."

"You do it."

"Harry!"

"GO AWAY!" The baby began to cry and with her, Harry. Severus rocked her but she didn't stop.

"Harry she wants you."

"Take her away! I don't want her!" Severus went into the waiting room. He smiled down at the child.

"Don't worry sweetie. Mommy will get over it."

When Harry got to go back to his rooms he ignored the baby. It was still unnamed and it took an army to get Harry to feed her. Severus was loosing his patience. He would often scream at the boy that he had to take responsibility. But Harry would only ignore him and wonder around like a lost soul. He would sit and stare at the fire as the baby cried and when she wouldn't stop, dart to the room to hit it. He never did thought. Severus always stopped him before he got to the room. Severus was fast loosing his patience with the boy. When she was two weeks old Severus had an appointment with Albus. He turned to Harry as he was buttoning his robes and said,

"Harry, I have to go talk to Albus…. can you keep an eye on the baby?" Harry looked at him blankly and if he didn't know what he was talking about it. Severus sighed and left. The moment he did the baby girl began to scream. Harry tired to ignore it but soon gave up and stormed into the other room with the intention of hitting the thing. But he stopped. There she was, squirming around, pudgy red face, tiny fists, wisps of blue-black hair and red lips. She was….beautiful. Harry stared at her for a moment then hesitantly picked her up. She stopped crying and looked up at him. She had his eyes. Beautiful emerald orbs, surrounded by dark lashes. She whimpered and something told Harry she was hungry. He lifted up his shirt and she latched onto his nipple, sucking out the warm breast milk. (A/N: *to all those who think she should have a bottle of formula* shut up! My story and Harry can produce breast milk if I say so! *sticks out tongue*) She stared up at him as she fed. Harry walked into the sitting room and sat on the couch, watching her intently. When she was finished Harry burped her and cradled her in his arms. She let out the most adorable yawn and fell asleep. Right then Harry decided on a name.

"Serenity. Serenity Christen." He kissed her forehead and picked up the book he had been reading.

Severus grumbled to himself. He'd been gone for two hours. He thought it would only take 15 minutes. The baby was probably dead by now. He walked into the sitting room and imagine his surprise when he saw Harry walking around the room, bouncing the baby and singing, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…." with a smile on his face. He thought he was asleep.

"Harry?" He said. Harry looked up and smiled. He hadn't seen Harry smile in nine and a half months.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Hey Sev, I was thinking of naming her Serenity Christen. What do you think?" Severus smiled.

"How about Michelle, instead of Christen?" He walked over to Harry and kissed him.

"Hey Sev….how about another one?" Severus coughed.

"Maybe later."

THE END!

Awwwwe…finally Harry's happy!

Snape: You're suppose to be doing detention.

DHMB: don't ruin my moment! Hope you guys liked the story! bye, bye!

DHMB: *UPDATE/ EDIT*

Okay, I'm gonna say this once and only once and if it pisses you off...GOOD! This story was written when I was fourteen. I am twenty-three now. Do the math children. No, it will not be 'fixed', get over it. Honestly in the last week I've gotten like twenty reviews and weather they're good or bad, I'm kinda tired of seeing them. I appreciate all those who saw around my writing skills as a fourteen year old and all those who think themselves so high and mighty, screw off.
But all in all, I wish everyone would stop reviewing this story. I don't even know how so many people are finding in since I figured it would long ago be buried in the archives, but you have found it, and will again since this will constitute as an update. I do realize that there are MANY typos, but my hands are deformed and I have trouble typing. Though I try to go back and fix it I am only human. Not to mention the comp. I wrote that on was a PEICE OF SHIT and even if I got one letter in a word wrong, the damn thing couldn't figure it out. But technology has improved! Now the spell check auto corrects or puts those lovely red lines under fucked up words.
If you want to review a story of mine, read a newer one. Since no one reads my profile, I have to be nasty on the actual stories. Keep in mind that you were under no obligation to read this story and could, at ANY TIME, hit the back button to escape it. Type 'Snarry' into google and you'll get a shit ton of other stories that are just like this one. I am proud of the fact that this was, to my knowledge, THE FIRST Snape is a veela fic, but honestly, I haven't read the damn thing in years. Maybe in three or four years, when I'm bored to tears cause all the kids are at school and I'm caught up on the laundry, I will re-write it, but insofar, I will not. If you don't like it, get over it because I really don't give a rats ass. I have a life, unlike those who feel the need to wait for me to re-do this. I have gotten three of these reviews so far. The fact that the story was buried in the archives and you dug it up, should have been your first hint that it was OLD AS HELL! But, I digress, please please please, even the good ones, STOP REVEIWING! I am so sick of opening my e-mail after I've put the kids to bed and seeing twenty e-mails about this story being reviewed or favorited. I don't care if you favorite it, I'm just saying it's adding to the list of e-mail titled ' Severus Snape a Veela?'.
And if you really really feel you MUST review, go ahead, and from this point on, flames WILL be publicly posted, right under this message. So go right ahead, sunshine's.

On a random side note, I realize the dutch sucks. This may come a a surprise to all of you but when I was younger I actually spoke dutch quite well, but it wasn't 'dutch' dutch. It was like Pensylvania dutch that the amish speak if I'm correct. Like how 'eglish' english and american english is different if that makes sense. I had originally tried to do the translations myself but since I never learned to write dutch, only speak it, it was spelled HORRIBLY! As badly as you can imagine trying to spell a language you have only ever heard. It was really bad, so I had someone else translate it for me. I, not knowing it was wrong, posted it anyway. How was I to know if it was right when it wasn't even really the same language i spoke, nor had i ever read or written in the language. Then everyone said it was still wrong and I was like WTF? So I asked my grandfather for help trying to clean it up, but once again, he does not speak 'dutch' dutch, so I think it only made it worse. After a few more reviews about how bad it was I threw up my hands, ran it through a translator and told everyone to suck it up. The thing was translated by a bunch of different people and I really did try to fix it before I was just like F**K it! I have had many people offer to translate it properly since then, but I've had these offers before and honestly, no one seems to be able to do it to everyones satisfaction. So, yeah, deal with it.

I am also FURIOUS to learn that people have been posting my stories on other sights under their own accounts. This pisses me off to no end. I will say this once and only one, YOU DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, HAVE PERMISSION TO POST MY STORIES UNDER ANY OTHER ACCOUNT OR ON ANYOTHER SITE! I do NOT need help 'advertising myself and/or my stories'. Also, if you do find that someone has posted my work on another sight please report it or let me know. Or both if you wish.

And for some unholy and unknown reason, when I uploaded this to ...it took all the apostrophes out...yeahhhhhhh... I tired to put them back in, so if I missed one or two...thats why it looks funny.

rekrula: absolute proof that you can't judge a story by the number of reviews. this is simply, truly, horrible. you writing is poor, your spelling is poor, your grammar is poor, your story telling talent is non-existent.

DHMB: And apparently you can't read. Read above then STFU

spellcheckisyourfriend: So, my choice is to forgo reading the remaining chapters of this story. The reason? Well, it could be your atrocious spelling. Ever heard of spell check?
Or a beta? But no, it's not the spelling or the grammar or the punctuation. The reason is that the story itself is horrid. You had a good idea, but it's poorly written. The plot is completely lacking any substance and the dialogue is laughable. There, go ahead and post this flame for the world to laugh at. My bet is if they bother to read your story they'll agree.

DHMB: blah blah blah. you're a dirty hoe. Once again, you made a choice not to read the rest, good for you. And I have taken your advice to heart and posted it for all to laugh at. What part of I WAS FOURTEEN doesn't anyone seem to understand? Were you a novel worthy writer at fourteen? I would honestly like to see if you at 14 could do better? No? You're stuff sucked big hairy balls? Then go drink the stuff under the sink ^.^

And yes, my spelling sucks GTF over it.

You can pick up any novel off the shelf and find AT LEAST ONE typo or word misspelled. Proving that even when something is put throught the wringer twenty THOUSAND times, people miss shit. We're human. Get over it.

And the douchebag of the YEAR award goes tooooo...XamierTheNobody.

This story needs a lot of help, The characters are WAAAAY OOC

The story seems forced and rushed, every character seems to be BIPOLAR and you spell even the simplest of words like "Comfortable" The Dutch is terrible and Harry is portrayed as bascically a Damsel in Distress, Get a beta or some help and mabye I'll take you seriously.

My reply ladies and gentle man was basically telling them to look at the date on the sotry. Did they not realize just how old this story way? I was fourteen. Do the math. How many years ago was it

To which they replied;

"I don't care. Other others redo their stories. You need to as well. I do it everyone does it. Redo it!"

...Oh my, arn't you the arrogant little basturd? Don't worry, I will drop everything and get right on that? Take the kids to school? Nope! I have to revamp this story for some basturd on the way? Work? No, I have to redo this story for some sonovabitch on the web. When I told the person this, in not so many words, their only response was that I spelled waste, waist. La De Da! You're still a stupid loser who apparently has no life. Congrats. Really!

And TalaDentro the virgin who sent me four count them folks ONE TWO THREE FOUR flames to my inbox one which was random link I didn't go to because it's probably porn or a virus. -Gave the story a try despite your stupid last chapter/author note rant. Wow, I can see why you got flamed. This is pretty awful. Harry got rapped huh?

Note - if you want people to stop reviewing the story - you can delete it. It's not that hard. You can also delete your account. Or if you don't want to go that far - you can even make it so that you don't get email notifications if you do get a review. So instead of screaming at readers like an unreasonable banshee considering that readers are just doing well, what they come to this site to do, you could take some responsibility. But whatever, continue to blame others if you must. A little silly for a what? 24 years old at least by now to do but then it just takes some people longer to grow up.

DHMB: I'm surprised that you could figure out how to type up a review given your apparently incredibly low IQ. Since you sent so much crap to my inbox this just shows me that you are one of those effing morons that are part of the problem and should begin swallowing the stuff under the sink to cure this.

As to your obviously not well thought out suggestion of disabling reviews, if I did that I would also not get reviews to my newer stories but that was apparently outside your thinking capability so I thought I should point it out.

In all honesty I didn't bother to waste the effort it would have taken me to read through the full of your reviews as I actually have a life and was more interested in the fact that I was getting laud that night. I also see you missed the full point of my 'Banshee rant" which is understandable given that you most likely can't understand words bigger that two syllables. So I will clarify (this means make it easier to understand stupid) Since the story was so old I was tired of hearing people say I should re-do it. I had other things to do and did not want to start such a project (this means a task that takes up a good amount of time and effort) when I had no want to. Is that clear enough for you?

Next time you have a thought that you're going to tell someone what for and yadadada w/e let it go. I don't take anything morons like you say serious because I have more talent in my burrito farts than you do in the whole of your body you worthless sack of crap. This was more for the multiple e-mails to my inbox than anything else. Go get laid, you'd be a much happier person.

I also (if I have the time) do go and read the stories of those who flame and find that while their spelling and grammar are okay, their stories are cliche, unoriginal and bland like day old rice cakes (the ones that come in the tube) so yes, I may have typos, but at least I have an imagination you artificial vibrating phalluses. (If you have to think about that for more than three seconds you're part of the problem as well)