Snow Harrie 6/6, end
Title: Snow Harrie 6/6
Author: Eriador117
Team:Snitch
Genre(s): Literary/Historical, Crossdressing/Genderbender
Prompt(s):Secrets and Lies
Rating/Warnings/Kinks: AU, sexual situations, crossdressing, genderbending, slash and het sex.
Word Count: approx. 16,600
Summary: Lily has always wanted a baby girl with hair as black as ebony, skin as white as snow and lips as red as blood...
Author Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Loosely based on Snow White with a side order of inspiration from The Bone Doll's Twin by Lynn Flewelling. JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I just play in it from time to time.
Beta'd by Rakina, thanks so much! Lots of thanks to team_snitch for all their help in wrangling this bunny to something manageable and special thanks to our fearless leader, Joanwilder/Raewhit.



Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6


Snow Harrie Part Six


It took Severus and Remus the best part of three days to find the Weasley cottage as it had been extensively warded against strangers, but at long last they found it. The cottage was quite obviously a house in mourning: all the curtains were drawn and a black banner hung from the front door. Severus felt as if a fist had reached into his chest and was squeezing his heart so tight that it was a wonder he was still standing. No! They couldn't be too late, they couldn't!

Severus rapped on the wood of the front door with all the force he could muster. A young man around Harrie's age opened it; his face was tear-stained and his red hair streaked with ash for mourning.

"Harrie!" Severus managed to gasp out and another man came to the door. This one was tall and stocky, with his long red hair tied back in a pony-tail. He opened the door to allow Severus to enter the kitchen. There was a glass coffin held between two chairs and within it… "Harrie!" Severus roared and sank to his knees by the side of it, his whole world crumbling in a moment. Harrie was wearing the gown he'd worn for their hunting trip he looked as if he was just sleeping and Severus found it hard to believe that he was really gone.

Severus felt Remus' strong hand on his shoulder in a gesture of comfort, but there could be no comfort from this. Harrie was gone and no power on Earth was ever going to bring him back.

"When?" Severus asked hoarsely.

It was the long-haired man who answered. "Yesterday. We'd warned Harrie against strangers, but he hadn't known there were other ways to harm him; that friends could do it too."

"A curse?" Remus asked.

"Aye, our sister was struck with Imperius; she'll never forgive herself for this."

"And well she shouldn't!" Severus snapped. "She killed him! She killed my Harrie!"

"Severus, it wasn't the girl's fault. It was whoever put her under the curse. They are the ones to blame." Remus tried to console him, but it didn't work.

"I want to take him home, Remus," Severus said softly. "He's in no danger any longer."

"Of course, your highness," Remus answered.

"Your highness? Forgive us," said Bill as he and the rest of his family fell to one knee and bowed their heads.

"Do you think I care about any of that?" Severus demanded. Nothing mattered anymore, not now that Harrie was gone. "Remus, bring the men in; we will bring Harrie back today."

Remus nodded, clipped his heels together and bowed at the order before carrying it out. A few minutes later four of Severus' soldiers entered and lifted the coffin onto their shoulders.

"We're sorry," Bill said. "We tried to keep him safe."

Severus left the cottage without a word.

***

"Severus, we need to rest the horses and the men!" Remus protested when they'd been travelling almost non-stop for five hours.

Severus was keen to get back to Slytherin Palace, but seeing the tired faces around him, he reluctantly agreed. The four soldiers who'd been holding the coffin looked ready to drop, and drop Harrie's coffin with them.

"Careful!" Remus warned just as the coffin slipped from their grasp and shattered on the rocks below.

"You clumsy oafs!" Severus roared in anguish as he bent down to lift Harrie from the shards of glass, even though he knew Harrie could no longer feel any pain. He just couldn't let him lie there like that. To his surprise, Harrie was still warm and Severus felt the tears fall from his eyes and land on Harrie's pale face. "Harrie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you."

Severus was sure he must have been hallucinating due to grief when Harrie's eyes fluttered open and a pale hand reached up to caress his cheek. "Severus?"

A few men screamed in alarm, thinking they were seeing a ghost or a remnant, but Severus knew this was no ghost. "Harrie?"

"You there, what's that?" Remus pointed at one of the men.

"It's a bit of apple, sir." The soldier reached down to get it.

"Don't touch it, you fool!" Remus commanded and knelt down beside the slice of apple. "As I thought, poison. My best guess is it got stuck in Harrie's throat and she choked, in effect making her as one dead. But because the poisoned slice got stuck, the poison didn't reach her bloodstream."

Severus wondered why Remus was calling Harrie, 'she', then he realised that none of his men knew Harrie's true identity. They all thought Harrie was a princess, not a prince.

"How are you feeling?" Severus asked, still cradling Harrie in his arms. He was afraid to let him out of his sight ever again.

"Thirsty," Harrie said.

Even before Severus could request it, Remus had gone to the nearby stream and brought back a filled water-skin. Harrie gulped it down then grimaced as cramps set in from drinking it too fast.

"Slowly," Severus urged. "Or you'll make yourself ill."

Harrie nodded and slowed down, but he drank nearly all of the water before his thirst seemed satisfied. Severus realised he was still cradling Harrie in his arms and the men were giving him strange looks. He snorted; they'd never seen this side of their warrior prince before, but Severus found he didn't really care what people thought of him any longer. Let them think him soft or mad, all that mattered was that Harrie was back in Severus' arms where he belonged.

"Are you well enough to ride, Harrie?" asked Remus.

"I'm still a little wobbly," Harrie admitted and now that he'd said it, Severus noticed that Harrie's limbs were trembling. It was some lingering after-effects from the poison, no doubt.

"You can ride with me," Severus said and anyone listening knew it as an order, not a suggestion or a request. Harrie didn't seem to mind.

"Thank you, Severus. I'd like that."

***

Harrie had never shared a horse with anyone before. He'd always ridden alone but he had to admit that sitting in front of Severus with his husband's arms wrapped around his waist was something he could happily get used to. He felt safe, safer than he had felt in such a long time. It was almost easy to forget that someone had been trying to kill him. That his mother had been trying to kill him. Though the sky was powder blue there was a slight chill in the air; winter was on its way.

Harrie leaned back against Severus' chest and closed his eyes, breathing deeply. It wasn't only safety he was feeling in his husband's arms. His prick was twitching, but he tried to ignore it; for an erection would be pretty obvious in his close-fitting dress. Harrie guessed that Severus wanted to keep his male identity secret, for although homosexuality swent on, it was frowned upon both by polite society and the Church. And Harrie didn't want to do anything that would call Severus into question.

They had a marriage certificate, true, but neither of them had known Harrie was truly a man at the time. They had both been lied to by one or both of Harrie's parents so Severus was well within his rights to ask for an annulment. Harrie worried his bottom lip between his teeth, what if Severus cast him out because of the secrets? How could he bear it? And where would he go? His mother had tried to kill him and he wouldn't feel safe back there with her.

Silent tears dripped down his cheeks as Harrie tried his best not to give into the fears and worries.

"Harrie, what's this? What's wrong?" Severus whispered in his ear. "Are you feeling sick?"

"No. I'm afraid you won't want me anymore," Harrie muttered quietly, ashamed to admit it.

Severus called a halt and ordered his men to set up camp before helping Harrie down from the horse. "Remus, ensure we have some privacy," Severus said and Remus nodded before making complicated signs with his hands. Harrie guessed it was some kind of warding magic. Once Severus seemed secure that the wards were in place, he took hold of Harrie's hand and led him deeper into the forest. They walked for a while, the sounds of the men at the camp becoming distant before fading altogether. It was only the sounds of the forest about them now: birds singing in the trees andleaves rustling in the wind.
They reached a clearing. The bright sun was shining directly down on them rather than being filtered through the trees and it had Harrie placing his hand in front of his forehead and squinting. There were tree stumps and fallen logs; a carpet of grass and moss was filled with daisies and buttercups. Severus sat down on one of the logs and pulled Harrie onto his lap. Harrie let out a yelp of surprise, which in turn made Severus smile.

"What's bothering you, Harrie?"

"I thought once you found out my parents lied to you, you wouldn't want to be married to me any longer. You have the grounds for an annulment."

"Do you want an annulment, Harrie?"

"No!" Harrie replied quickly. "I love you, Severus. I think I fell in love with you even before we ever met. I fell in love with the man who wrote me those wonderful letters. I kept them all you know, I tied them with a ribbon and kept them in a keepsake box. It was the only thing I'd ever done that my mother approved of. She despaired that I would ever do something girly. But I'm not a girl, Severus. I never really was, no matter what I looked like."

"No, Harrie, you're not a girl, but for our marriage to be considered valid you'll have to keep pretending that you are. Will that bother you, having to keep wearing women's clothes and pretending to be something you're not? Although two men together does happen, it is not approved of and we would be at the mercy of society and the Church. I already told you I don't want an annulment. It's not your fault your parents lied or that you were under a curse."

"As long as I get to be with you, I don't care what I have to do. I'll dress in women's clothes, gossip and sew and do anything else 'ladylike' you want me to do."

Severus chuckled. "I don't think we need to go that far, Harrie. Everyone knows how much of a tomboy Princess Harrie is. As long as you keep dressing like a woman, you can do any pursuit you want. I am not going to lock you in a bower and make you sew, not if you don't want to do it. I want a partner to share my life with. I want to share it with you, if you still want me."

"I do, Severus. I want that with all my heart."

Severus' eyes locked with his own, stealing the breath from Harrie's body in the raw need he saw revealed within them. Desire curled low down in his belly, licking a trail down his spine as Severus licked his lips with Harrie echoing the gesture soon after. Harrie's prick hardened almost instantly and his hips began thrusting almost of their own accord. Severus cupped Harrie's face in his hands and pressed his lips forcefully against Harrie's. This was no soft peck – this was heat and want and need all bundled up into the press of lmouth upon mouth.

Harrie's toes curled in his shoes and he arched his back, trying to get as close to his husband as possible. God, how had he survived all these months without this man by his side? Severus' hands moved, caressing all of Harrie's body from his neck to his back, his chest to his shoulders. When Severus inadvertently brushed against Harrie's left nipple he cried out into Severus' mouth at the spark of need that lit up his whole body, but most especially between his legs. Severus took the opportunity to push his tongue past Harrie's teeth to entangle it with his own. Harrie stiffened and groaned at the wonderful, hot, wet sensation as they tasted each other's mouths.

Harrie pulled his mouth away, gasping for breath after their impassioned kissing. "I want you, Severus," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Severus' eyes widened. "Here? But we have nothing to ease the way…"

Harrie laughed. "Not that. As pretty as this forest glade is, I want the first time you take me as a man to be on a proper bed. That's not to say we can't do other things." Harrie slid from Severus' lap and knelt down before him; Severus' eyes widened in understanding once Harrie started unlacing Severus' breeches.

Harrie had never done this before, not even on their wedding night, but he'd been hanging around with the soldiers and servants at the castle for so long that most of the time they'd forgotten he'd been there. And they were very free with their discussions.

So Harrie had heard most of the theory, but knowing in your head what to do was still a little bit daunting when you were faced with your husband's large prick, almost purple with arousal and dripping clear fluid from the tip. "Harrie, you don't have to do this," Severus said, his voice shaky. "We can wait for a bed, like you said."

Harrie shook his head. "No, Severus. I want to do this for you." He looked deep into Severus' eyes and then bent his head to the task ahead of him. Severus' scent was deep and musky, earthy like the forest around them, but it was not unpleasant. In fact, Harrie's mouth was watering, anticipating what it would taste like. He lowered his head, opening his mouth wide and sucked on the head for all he was worth. Above him, Severus groaned and grabbed hold of Harrie's head, holding him in place. Harrie hummed in contentment, at the possessiveness implied in the gesture. Severus needn't have worried; Harrie wasn't going anywhere, not ever again. Nothing could part them. Not his parents' lies; not all the secrets that had been hidden until now.

Harrie sucked and licked all around the head of Severus' cock, coating it with saliva as his mouth watered at the taste and loving the moans and groans he was wringing from the man above him. Severus was delicious and just the act of doing this – making love to Severus' cock – had Harrie's own cock throbbing with need too. He shifted restlessly on his knees, trying to ignore his body's demands, trying his best to concentrate on giving Severus pleasure.

"Harrie," Severus croaked hoarsely. "Touch yourself. I want to see you come."

Oh, God! Harrie mewled around the cock in his mouth as his hands tugged his gown up above his groin. He held it with one hand, while the other delved inside his underlinens, already soaked with the evidence of his desire. His cock was so hard and hot in his hands and he didn't think it would take long to do as his husband requested.

Even holding it, his dress kept slipping and he pulled his mouth off Severus' cock, grunting in frustration as he did so. "Naked," he said breathlessly. "We need to be naked."

If the way he almost ripped Harrie's gown from his body was any indication, Severus agreed wholeheartedly. Harrie saw Severus throw the dress somewhere off to the side, but he didn't really care about it now. He sat up on his haunches, dressed only in his underlinens, hose and shoes. Harrie pulled Severus' face down for a heated kiss. His hands tugged at Severus' tunic, discarding it before yanking down his breeches as well. There was a bit of a delay while Severus removed his boots. While he was doing that, Harrie removed his own stockings and shoes, but blushed when he got to the underlinens covering his groin.

Severus caressed his cheek and kissed him softly on the lips. "Together?" he suggested as he tugged on his own underclothes.

Harrie nodded and tugged them down, closing his eyes as he did so. He didn't feel comfortable in his new body quite yet, but Severus had words to soothe him in any situation.

"You're beautiful, my Harrie," Severus whispered before nibbling on Harrie's neck. Harrie felt an indescribable something deep down in the pit of his belly as Severus kissed and suckled his neck as if Harrie was some sort of delicious treat. Gently, Severus pushed Harrie to the ground before lying full length on top of him.

Harrie's hips arched up to meet those of his husband. Both their bellies were slick with precome as they rutted against each other. Harrie could smell their musky scent as well as the natural scents of the earth around them. The grass was soft and springy on his back, more comfortable than he had anticipated, so he no longer cared that they weren't on a bed.

"Inside me," Harrie whispered close to Severus' ear. "I want you inside me."

Severus groaned and his thrusts sped up at the words. "But, Harrie, we have nothing…"

"We will. Make me come, Severus," Harrie urged on a breathless moan, his legs tightening around Severus' waist.

"Oh God!" Severus moaned and thrust hard against Harrie. "You're so hard already, I wouldn't have got an inch inside you before you'd come, spurting between us."

Harrie panted harshly at the seductive words, writhing at just the thought. He tried his best to hold back a little while longer but his body had been teased too long and he arched up with a wordless yell as his body was wracked with ecstatic pulses.

"Severus! Severus!" he wailed as he continued to spurt, wave after wave of pleasure engulfing him. Severus leaned down and kissed him hard before scooping up a handful of Harrie's spilled seed and delving between Harrie's legs.

Harrie's whole body was still trembling in the aftermath, his legs felt shaky and soft as if they wouldn't support him if he tried to walk right now. Not that he wanted to...

***

Severus stared at Harrie's face as he stretched him, looking for any hint of pain on those beloved features, but there was none. Harrie arched into each stroke, as if he couldn't get close enough to Severus' fingers. Severus tried to slow down, tried to take his time, but Harrie was mewling and writhing like a wildcat and Severus knew then that this was not the time to take it slow. Harrie was aroused and ready; there was no doubt about that: his nipples were standing up in little points and his eyes had gone dark with lust, with barely a sliver of emerald around the rim of his pupils. His cock was hard once more, dripping moisture onto his belly and the thatch of dark curls it nested in. It was no use; Severus had to dip his head for a taste of his husband. Harrie cried out and clamped his hands to Severus' head as he thrust forward and almost hit the back of Severus' throat.

It would be all too easy to allow Harrie to come like this, but Severus was harder than he'd ever been in his life and he wanted to come inside Harrie; wanted to feel Harrie's orgasm milk his own from him. Severus moaned at the thought and pulled his mouth away reluctantly. He held his fingers to Harrie's mouth. Harrie licked them like an eager puppy, moaning around his mouthful. It was a shame they had no other lubricant available besides spit and semen, but both of them were too far gone to wait until they got back to the palace. Lust was making Severus light-headed by the time he eased his cock inside Harrie.

Harrie gasped as he was breached this way for the first time and pain was etched on his features. He was so tight! Severus was gripped in a velvet fist. . "Breathe through the pain, Harrie. It gets better, I promise."

Harrie nodded and obeyed. Severus experimented with a few thrusts, changing his angle. He knew he'd hit the right spot when Harrie cried out, but this time it was no cry of pain, but one of ecstasy. Precome dripped in an almost steady stream onto Harrie's abdomen as Severus tried to aim for that spot over and over again.

Harrie lifted his hips and wrapped his legs around Severus' waist, his arms going around Severus' shoulders. Both of them were grunting and rutting wildly now and Severus felt the need coiling deep within his cock and sac and knew it would not be long before his climax overtook him.

Severus manoeuvred a hand between them and rubbed frantically on Harrie's cock, wanting to feel Harrie come before he did. Harrie shrieked in bliss. His anal muscles clenched as he came, his semen bathing Severus' hand in ropes of pearl. The squeezing of those same muscles had Severus climaxing so hard that his vision greyed out for a moment.

"Harrie!" Severus seemed to come and come, Harrie's body draining him dry of every drop.

When the world finally settled once more, the first thing Severus saw was Harrie smiling up at him. His face was no longer snow-pale, but flushed with afterglow.

"I love you," Harrie whispered, tracing a line across Severus' jaw and down to his left nipple. "But next time I think we will need that bed."

"I'm sure that can be arranged," replied Severus as he swooped down and licked the dried seed off Harrie's body. "And then I can drink this right from the source."

Harrie's cock twitched but didn't show any signs of hardening again – at least not yet. He giggled. "I think I'd like that, Severus. I'd like that a lot."


Epilogue

It seemed as though the entire kingdom of Slytherin had turned up to welcome the new princess. From the balcony of the palace, all Harrie could see were crowds and crowds of people crammed into the square in front of the palace. Some were even in the fountains or hanging from tree branches. Harrie had never seen so many people in one place before, for there had never been this much pomp and circumstance in Gryffindor.

Now, knowing what his parents had done, Harrie wasn't surprised that they hadn't wanted many visitors, just in case the secret had got out. The Weasleys were guests of honour and were already seated in the private dining room adjacent to the audience chamber.

Severus squeezed Harrie's arm, a comforting gesture that also sent a shiver of desire down his spine. He quelled it almost as soon as he felt it, for even in the ruby brocade gown, an erection would still be obvious. He and Severus spent a few moments more addressing the crowd below, before a page whispered something in Severus' ear.

He straightened and looked directly at Harrie, whose heart began to thud almost in time with the cheers and applause from the crowd below.

"They're here," Harrie said softly. Severus just nodded in reply.

Severus took hold of Harrie's arm and led him back inside. A servant closed the doors leading to the balcony and pulled a red velvet curtain across the glass panes. Harrie's hands began to sweat as he paced the room; almost stumbling over the train of his gown.

At long last, the door to their audience chambers opened and the King and Queen of Gryffindor entered. There was no throne in this room, for Severus had explained to Harrie that he disliked sitting down when matters of state were to be discussed.

Severus dismissed all the servants except for Remus.

Queen Lily was dressed in a silver gown with decorations of green flowers embroidered on it. James was more casual in a tunic of blue silk and black leather breeches. They both sank to one knee and bowed their heads. "Congratulations on your marriage, Severus," James said. "We wish things could have been different."

"Rise and greet my bride," said Severus, his voice as cold as Harrie had ever heard it.

Lily was the first to rise and her normally rosy complexion took on the hue of curdled milk.

"You! No! It cannot be!"

"Surprised to see me alive, mother?" Harrie asked. His voice, too, had a tinge of ice in it.

James looked from his wife to his son, confusion etched on his face. "Harrie? You're still alive! That's wonderful!" James moved to embrace him, but Harrie stepped back, out of reach of his father's arms. "Harrie? Daughter, won't you embrace your father?"

"Daughter?" Harrie spat. "I was never a daughter! For eighteen years you lied to me!"

"And to me!" added Lily. "I didn't know you were a boy, Harrie, I swear it!"

"It's true," James replied in defence of his wife. "It was my decision. Don't blame your mother for my mistakes."

"I don't," Harrie said. "I blame her for her own."

"I have done nothing!"

"No? You haven't tried to kill me once you discovered I wasn't the daughter you had longed for but a son?"

"What? Lily, tell them it's not true! You would never hurt Harrie!"

But on this matter, Lily was silent.

"Harrie is my responsibility now," said Severus. "No one harms what is mine and gets away with it. You deserve punishment. Execution is normal for murderers and traitors."

Lily swayed on her feet. James was quick to hold her up, as if he had forgiven her already for trying to kill Harrie.

"But, Harrie has persuaded me to be lenient," Severus continued. "Instead of execution, you will both be banished from the Five Realms, never to set foot here again. You will not go as a King and Queen; you will go and live by your wits, as Harrie had to. Remus," Severus ordered and the sorcerer stepped out from his shadowed place by the wall. Remus pointed his hand at Lily and James.

A blue glow enveloped Harrie's parents; obscuring them from sight. "Anyone can hunt you anywhere, but you will not die by my or by Harrie's hand. This is our mercy," Severus said.

When the glow cleared, a stag and doe were all that remained of the once proud queen and her husband.


THE END

Author's note:
There are many versions of Snow White, this story was loosely based on one where it was Snow White's actual mother who was jealous of her, not her stepmother.