Disclaimer: Characters not mine, belong to J.K. Rowling

A/N: I debated over adding this in the end or beginning, but thought it would be nice to let people know what they were getting into. This story will most likely grow odd and dark as the years pass since there will be taboos and torture. Anyone not fond of those things should probably not read this story; since it won't be happy go lucky in any sense of the word. Ages of Harry Potter next generation children will be mixed up and not following canon, mostly since I wanted to incorporate them into the story as soon as possible. Also please note there will be a very slow and gradual slash for the main characters, maybe some slash for the side pairings, though a few pairings will remain canon.

This universe will be AU in the way that the war and certain events will have happened differently then in canon. When the story starts getting into its darker aspects, I will add warning in the beginning of the chapters, just in case you wish to skip or know ahead.

Besides all of that, if you still wish to read, I sincerely hope you enjoy this story, and I'll try to post new installments at a reasonable time.

May 1997

Harry smiled along with everyone as they celebrated. Drinks were being served out freely, helping to make the exuberant gathering more intoxicated as time passed.

He gently put a hand to his stomach and smiled softly as he denied any drinks offered.

Ginny tried to move closer to him, her warm brown eyes slightly glazed from all the alcohol she'd drunk. She smiled freely and waved her hand at him, stumbling slightly as she lost her balance.

He quickly caught her, making the redhead giggle.

"It's over 'arry." She slurred, her speech slightly impaired. Hugging him tightly she smiled. "We're finally free!"

Harry smiled and nodded. "We are Gin, we finally are."

She nodded seriously. "Harry…" she wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning closer to press her pert breast against him. "Do you… want to come to my ro-"

She was cut off by Ron's arrival. The gangly youth put an arm across Harry shoulder as he grinned. "Didn't really think we'd make it mate."

Harry chuckled. "Yet here we are."

The redhead grinned, his blue eyes filled with mirth as he leaned closer to Harry. "Don't tell anyone yet, but I'm planning on proposing."

Harry's eyes widened as he smiled brilliantly at his friend. "Sure she'll want you?" he teased.

Ron huffed before grinning. "I'll just make her see my dashing good looks! That'll help!"

Harry snorted. "Sure Ron."

Ginny pouted at the two. "What are you two talking about?"

Ron smirked. "Nothing much." He frowned and looked at his sister before groaning. "Merlin Gin you're wasted!"

The girl stuck out her tongue. "Am not!"

Ron rolled his eyes. "You're underage." He shook his head. "Mum's going to kill you."

Grabbing his sister he apologized to Harry before dragging her off; cutting off any retorts the youngest Weasley had.

Chuckling softly to himself he headed outside, sighing in relief as the cool air hit his warm body.

The crescent moon shone brightly on the small garden surrounding the ministry, making the flowers glow with an ethereal light.

After the final battle the ministry was the first to send out any and all invitations to those who had fought in the war, hence the building filled to the brim with drunken partygoers.

He couldn't deny them their happiness though; it felt good to finally be free, to no longer be tormented.

As he placed a hand on his stomach he smiled softly to himself.

It was time for a new start, for everyone.

June

Harry hummed as he and Kreacher fixed up Grimmauld. The old and decaying home was brought back to life as they slowly went through all the rooms, cleaning out any doxies and moving some of the more harmless dark artifacts to the attic. The rest were to be sent back to the Black vaults in Gringotts.

The old and worn carpets were banished, revealing white and black marble floors, which both Harry and Kreacher agreed suited the old house more.

The old trolls leg, along with the house elf mounts were done away with, Kreacher taking them who knows where.

Surprisingly, under the old and fading wallpaper were dark wood walls, which added a warm feeling to the home as the windows were cleaned to allow for more light.

The library went through the biggest change, many of the books had to be restored, with some of the older books practically turning to dust when touched. Harry ended up spending most of his time trying to save the rarer and darker books in the collection.

It had taken a hard blow to the light side for Harry to finally acknowledge to himself dark did not mean evil, and as such, he spent a good amount of his time studying all types of magic, seeing once and for all the truth to Tom's old words.

"There is no dark and light, only power and those too weak to seek it…"

He was brought out of his musing by Kreacher. The old house elf was fussing at him for picking up one of the heavier boxes, filled to the brim with some of the more dangerous artifacts found in the old ancestral home.

"Really, it's fine Kreacher."

The elf huffed at him and finally took the box rather roughly from Harry, muttering to himself about foolish masters as he brought the box to the attic.

"Really, in your condition? You should know better darling." An all too familiar voice drawled.

Harry rolled his eyes and huffed. "I have no clue what you're talking about."

Walburga smirked at him. "Really now?"

After the death of her last son, some sanity had seemed to return to the old witch; allowing her to finally accept Harry, it helped that he had Black blood in his veins. Though in reality, acceptance mostly meant she wouldn't yell in his presence anymore. The same unfortunately couldn't be said for his friends.

"Just make sure to eat more." She drawled. "Had I not known better I would say you enjoy looking like a skeleton."

Harry smiled at the jab and nodded noncommittally as he continued to clean.

The old china was repaired and shining, the cases no longer filled with spiders or more terrifying insects. Thankfully, after the first week they had managed to rid themselves of any and all boggarts.

Hermione and Ron would stopped by often, remarking on how different the house was in appearance and atmosphere. Both made sure to give Walburga a wide berth, not wanting to deal with the devilish witch. Though on most days when they visited; it was either for Hermione to complain about some new foolish law or for Ron to complain about the injustice of being a new Auror as they sat down for tea.

Ron still didn't understand why Harry had no desire to be an Auror, especially after the war. Most if not all of the wizarding public had been stuck on the mind frame that he would join up immediately after the final battle, and were eagerly awaiting for him to do so.

Yet Harry had no desire for that sort of life, to him, he had paid his dues to the wizarding world, and was quite content to simply keep life as uncomplicated as possible.

When these conversations cropped up, Hermione would usually stay silent, casting curious looks at him when she thought his attention to be elsewhere.

Draco would also stop by at times, though made it a point to never do so when he knew the rest of the trio to be there. Oftentimes Snape would join him in these visits, mostly remaining quiet as the blonde muttered on about another act of unfairness upon his person.

Their friendship, while dear to Harry, was not understood by the rest of the wizarding world. Many had wanted any and all death eaters to be thrown into Azkaban after the war. It took Harry practically threatening to level the bloody jail for the public to finally accept that some death eaters would stay free.

Everyone refused to acknowledge the help some of them gave Harry, much to the boy's growing ire.

However, whenever these visits occurred; Walburga would always make a point to talk to the blonde, nagging him on his etiquette and decorum as if the youth was a childe again. Secretly Harry and Severus enjoyed the jabs and more often then not Harry would end the visit laughing at Draco's expense.

July

As always, it was Hermione who noticed first, unfortunately, she picked the worst time to announce it.

The Weasley's had all stopped by to enjoy dinner with him, not wanting him to isolate himself too much, as he had been prone to doing these days. Molly fussed as he cooked and gave up trying to throw him out of the kitchen. Instead she chose to help him with some of the cooking, gossiping with him on some of the more silly things the prophet was known to publish these days. The twins were barricading themselves behind one of the nicer coffee tables as Ginny threw hex after hex at them; a prank having gone too far yet again. Bill sat with Fleur as both of them focused solely on their first born son, Louis. The small babe was gurgling in delight as Fleur smiled and cooed. Charlie sat in a corner with his father, mostly discussing some of the newer breeds of dragon found in the reserve.

Hermione had been staring at him the whole night, slightly unnerving him as he set up dinner.

Ron didn't notice anything wrong and as soon as the food was served began to dive right in, slightly disgusting Percy who has the misfortune to sit next to the gangly youth.

After a few more sly looks Harry sighed, putting down his fork he smiled at his longtime friend.

"What is it 'mione?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.

"Anything you want to tell us Harry?"

He smiled, not wanting to fall into her ploy. "Nope, not at all, you?"

Hermione smiled at him, besides Ron, everyone seemed to be curious about their conversation.

"Well, I was going to wait to announce this, but I'm pregnant."

There was a large intake of breath as everyone stared at Hermione in shock, Ron was still unaware of what had occurred as he dug into his shepherd's pie.

"Ron Billius Weasley!" Molly screamed, her face as red as her hair. "How dare you get her pregnant before marriage!"

Ron blinked up at his mother in confusion. "What?"

She glared darkly at him and Harry was barley able to suppress a chuckle, already knowing where this was going.

"A child out of wedlock! Just what were you thinking?"

Ron paled and gaped at a smiling Hermione. "we… you're…" He looked at her stomach. "Blimey!" his voice high as his eyes rolled to the back of his head; falling into a dead faint.

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at Fleur. "Men."

Fleur nodded, holding a hand to her own stomach. "My Bill waz zee same way."

Bill blushed and shifted awkwardly.

Molly looked at her eldest in shock and huffed. "Is everyone planning on hiding these announcements from me?"

Hermione chuckled. "Maybe we're just waiting for the right moment."

Molly huffed but a small smile was tugging at her lips, her thoughts filled with future grandchildren.

Evenerating Ron, Hermione smiled at his awestruck expression. He slowly stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist, staring at her still flat stomach in awe.

"Oh Hermione! I can't believe it!" he started babbling. He smiled brightly. "Our first!"

Fred smirked at the two. "Oh get a room!"

George snickered. "Think they already have, and then some."

Molly couldn't help but smile at the happy atmosphere. "Oh I can't believe it! More grandchildren!"

Arthur smiled and nodded happily.

Harry smiled at his two best friends as everyone congratulated the lucky pair.

Ginny had smiled brilliantly at them and looked at Harry with hopeful eyes, making his chest clench painfully at the look.

Sadly, all the chaos and commotion didn't deter Hermione and she soon turned her attention back to Harry, smiling knowingly at him.

"So Harry, anything you want to say?"

Harry shrugged, but at seeing her glare he sighed. "How did you know?"

Hermione smiled brightly at him. "In all honesty, you weren't doing too much to hide it, it was rather painfully obvious."

Molly frowned at the conversation. "What's obvious?"

Hermione pointedly glared at Harry, making the younger boy sigh and shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"I'm erm… pregnant as well…"

The chaos that followed that one sentence was worse then before.

"What!"

"Told you Gred! You owe me ten gallons!"

"But… I thought…"

"Harry! Who was it?"

Harry looked at the Weasley's with wide eyes, feeling nervous.

Molly looked at him in concern and worry. "Who was it dear?" her eyes went cold. "They didn't leave you did they?" her mind already promising pain.

Harry shook his head vigorously. "No! Really they didn't."

Ginny looked heartbroken while the twins smiled smugly. "So who is the lucky chap that took the boy-who-lived-virginity?"

Fred smirked. "Don't forget they also managed to knock him up, a two for one I tell you."

Harry blushed bright red not looking at the twins.

Ron frowned. "How do you know it was the father that took his virginity?" he blushed faintly at the thought. "you guys didn't… erm.."

Fred rolled his eyes. "Oh little Ronnikins-"

"Harry is much too innocent-"

"It's rather oblivious the father 'taught' him some lessons."

Ron turned slightly green at the thought making the twins smirk.

Fred sighed dramatically. "Alas dear brother it seems we missed out chance!"

George nodded solemnly. "Indeed, that seems to be the case."

Ron groaned as he shook his head at the twins. "I hate when you two do that."

Hermione rolled her eyes before Fleur and she smiled brilliantly at Harry. "So when do we meet him?"

Harry coughed and looked away from their smiling faces. "You... erm… can't…"

They all frowned at this while Molly and Arthur looked enraged.

"Don't tell me he's ashamed?" Molly started, her blue eyes glinting dangerously.

Arthur nodded, his fist clenched tightly as he tried to hold in his anger. "I'll teach him a lesson with the boys Harry; just give us a name…"

The rest of the male Weasley's nodded, already thinking of all the painful curses they'll use on Harry's lover.

Harry shook his head. "No… I mean you can't meet him… he's dead…"

Ginny looked up at this while the mood became somber.

Hermione frowned sadly, "Oh Harry…"

He smiled and waved off her concern. Putting a hand to his stomach he smiled. "It's alright really."

August

Harry stepped on his tiptoes, his pink tongue sticking out as he tried to reach for the can of preserves in the back of the cabinet.

"POTTER!"

Harry squeaked at the unexpected noise and gasped as he felt himself falling.

Closing his eyes his hands instantly went to protect his stomach as he fell.

Strong arms wrapped around him and he smiled in relief as his eyes locked onto worried onyx.

"Can't leave you alone for a second can we Potter?" an all too familiar voice drawled.

Harry rolled his eyes and glared playfully at the blonde.

"Most people don't announce their presence with a shout."

Draco smirked but was stopped from making a retort.

"Why did you not tell us?"

Harry smiled apologetically at the man.

"I was planning on keeping it a secret, Hermione ruined that idea though."

Snape sneered. "I still do not see why I had to find out from the Weasley's of all people."

Draco nodded in agreement. "That wasn't very pleasant Potter." He looked away, nose pointed in the air. "And here I thought we were friends."

Harry nodded, looking abashed. "I know… it was wrong of me not to tell you."

Draco smirked and ruffled Harry's unruly hair. "Well you could make it up to us by telling us who the father is, then I can have one over the weasel."

Harry paled and shook his head. "Nope sorry, that's going to stay a secret."

Snape frowned, looking at Harry intently before scoffing. "Gryffindors."

Draco nodded. "Have you heard the news yet Harry?'

Harry shook his head. "What news?"

Snape sneered. "Your wolf is expected to make a full recovery." His eyes softened. "Teddy will be allowed to stay with him, the new laws you pushed for allows it."

Harry smiled brightly before frowning. "And… Tonks?"

Their frowns told him all he needed to know.

September

It was nice seeing Remus again. The man had cried when he was told of Tonks, but having his son helped to heal him.

Unlike the others, he took the news of Harry's pregnancy the best, and set about to help the young boy in any way he could.

Remus smiled as he took the offered cup of hot chocolate. Harry held Teddy in his arms, smiling as the babe changed his eyes to match Harry's.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Harry smiled and nodded. "I've always wanted a family…" he smiled softly. "Maybe I can be what this child needs."

Remus nodded, smiling as he watches Harry interact with his son. "If Teddy's any indication I'm sure you'll be fine."

Harry smiled, eyes softening. "How… how have you been holding up?"

The werewolf sighed, his expression pained. "It's been tough pup… I… I keep dreaming of her, of them…" he shook his head. "I just miss them all."

Harry smiled sadly. "I miss them too."

Remus sighed, smiling softly at his charge. "And you? You haven't even mentioned… is… how are you?" he finished, feeling helpless.

Harry shook his head. "I'm fine, a few nightmares here and there but besides that I'm fine."

Remus put his hand over Harry's. "If you need anything…"

Harry smiled. "You'll be the first I turn to Remy."

October

Harry shifted uncomfortably as Madame Pomfrey tutted at him. "Honestly, you'll think I haven't been taking care of you since you were a child!"

Harry smiled at the medi nurse. "Sorry, just nervous."

She smiled at him. "Oh I know, now." Her expression became serious. "Are you ready to see your child?"

Harry nodded.

Casting a spell she smiled softly at him as a small image appeared on top of his stomach. The small baby moved, making Harry gasp in awe.

The medi witch smiled. "So as you've guessed, it is a boy" she hummed as she looked at the diagnostics. "He's healthy as well."

Harry smiled and touched the image, his hand going through, slightly distorting the image. "My baby…"

Pomfrey smiled at him. "I can have this image saved if you wish?" at Harry's eager nod she chuckled.

"Any names yet?"

Harry smiled. "Only one."

"Oh?"

He nodded, his eyes still watching the small moving image. "It's always been just one name I think."

November

Luna hummed as she stared at the small picture on the fireplace. "He's going to be beautiful."

Harry chuckled as he served her and Neville tea. "I'm glad to hear that."

Neville smiled as he took the tea. "So how's it been, any problems?"

Harry shook his head. "Not really, Mrs. Weasley makes sure to visit at least twice a week, Remus as well."

Luna nodded and smiled. "It seems the nargles will stay away then."

Harry chuckled and turned his attention to Neville. "So how has Lysander been?"

Neville blushed and smiled. "Perfect, really, he's a bundle of joy."

Luna smiled and skipped over to the two. "They'll all be at Hogwarts together.'

Neville blinked before chuckling. "Blimey I didn't even think of that."

Harry smiled and nodded. "You're not the only one."

Luna frowned for a moment as she looked at Harry's stomach. "He'll be an interesting one, two paths and futures."

At their frowns she smiled and stood up. "I wonder if there's pudding."

December

Harry screamed in pain as another contraction hit.

"Come on Harry! Push, he's almost here!"

Harry held Draco's hand tightly, making the skin turn an odd color as he squeezed it for all it's worth. He whimpered at the pain as yet another contraction hit.

It had been a few hours now since his water broke; thankfully Draco had been visiting and instantly rushed him over to Poppy.

The blonde stood by Harry, watching the whole process in horror, his face turning green.

"There he is! The baby's crowning!"

Draco squeaked and promptly fainted.

Pomfrey rolled her eyes and turned her attention back at Harry. "Come on dear! One more push!"

Harry screamed loudly as he pushed with all of his might.

He felt himself relax as he heard a small cry.

Pomfrey smiled at him and handed him the small babe. "It's a beautiful baby boy."

Harry smiled as he looked at the small face all scrunched up with a small mop of black hair on top.

"Hullo beautiful… I'm your mommy…"

The baby seemed to blink at him in understanding, pale blue eyes looking at him inquisitively.

Poppy smiled brightly at him. "What will his name be?"

Harry smiled. "Tom… his name will be Tom."

A/N: This chapter will probably be one of the few done in this format. I didn't want to drag along the pregnancy and ended up deciding that it would be better to just show snippets of Harry's life during the pregnancy then drawing out all the months. The following years until Tom goes to Hogwarts will probably be done in year installments, somewhat similar to this but with more snippets into their life as Tom and the other children age. When they are Hogwarts age the format of the story will change and no longer be done in monthly snippets but rather become more story like.

Once more I hope you stick through and enjoy the ride, if not thank you for giving this story a chance.