Title – Why Me?
Author – Artemis Potter-Snape
Disclaimer – Harry Potter, not mine
Warnings – um, what would you call it? Mpreg, Slash
Characters – Harry mentions Snape and Hermione.
AN - There will be newchapters to the others,I killed my laptop with the chapters on soI have to re-write them from scratch, forgive me please(Hands and knees begging)
Why me?
I have to do everything for these awful Dursleys, I feel like a slave.
I have to save the world from Voldemort, I'm beaten and staved for wanting and trying to get the bare necessities in which for me to live.
I found a needle, nothing much, just a sewing needle.
I cleaned it up with hot water, not too much or else they will starve me again, or lock me in that cupboard.
16 years old that is all I am but I feel so much older, did I tell you that I'm pregnant? I don't suppose I mentioned it; yup I'm pregnant, raped by my professor of potions.
I'm gay, he's gay, so what you ask was the reason he raped me?
He thought I deserved it, the furthest we had gotten were a few passionate kisses; Malfoy told Snape that I had propositioned him for money.
Me need money while at school, that's a laugh, the only time I can't use my money is round the Dursleys, they would take it from me if they knew.
Back to the needle, I use it to help with the pain I feel, the man I love raped me, left me in pain, it was as he was doing the deed that he discovered that I was a virgin, he never apologised, he just took until he came, then left me in the classroom to clean myself and go to the dorm, that was eight months ago, my time is coming I can feel the changes, the birth canal will form fully within two days before birth, it is nearly there, I hope Hedwig gets to the Professor soon.
The needle for the pain, I write in my arms words that I associate with myself.
He called me a whore and disgusting, those are etched into the skin of my left arm, near the bend at the elbow, etched in the whitest and purest of my skin, to mark it and show that I am what he says I am.
The words I etched of myself are lazy because they always say I am lazy, I can hardly move, I think it is twins I feel more there, I use wandless magic to conceal the pregnancy, if I didn't I think that the Dursleys would kill me, and them, I can't lose them. In my arm is also disappointment, I feel that I disappointed my parents, Sirius, Moony and lastly the man I love Severus Artonius Snape. The last word is Lonely, they have locked me in my room for the week, I have a loaf of bread to last until they come back, hopefully the babies will be here and I will be gone with the professor, if he comes, how can he not?
I can remember word for word what I wrote him, I wrote another to Hermione just in case.
Herm, I'm pregnant, canal forming, locked in room, send help ASAP, Harry.
I hope she does, she is the only one that may care.
Professor Snape,
I don't know how to say this, so I will say it straight I suppose, not that you can call me that.
Anyway…I'm pregnant, you know I was a virgin before you raped me, and I wouldn't let anyone touch me after, so you are definitely the father.
There is a problem, one huge one, I think its twins, and the canal is forming, it's too soon. The Dursleys locked me in the room and have left for the week, please come and get me, I forgive you, please help, I don't want to die, I don't want my…our babies to die.
Do you think he will come? I feel so weak.