Title: Philoprogenitiveness
Author: brissygirl
Rating: PG (this chapter), probably Nc17 over all
Characters: Harry/Severus/Charlie, Poppy Pomfrey, Ron/Hermione, various Weasley's
Chapter: 1/?
Beta: bk7brokemybrain
Warnings: threesome, mpreg, angst, fluff, frotting, voyeurism, coarse language, (more will be added as they occur)
Summary: Harry and his husband's receive some unexpected news, after Harry falls from his broom.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling and associates. I'm just having fun.
A/N: written for magic_helmet's birthday in 2009. Her prompt was philoprogenitiveness, and apparently it generally means a love of children or of ones own children. And that is the hardest prompt I have ever had.

Philoprogenitiveness

Harry's caring nature and love of children was one of the things that Severus loved most. But it also confused him beyond all else.

For the life of him, Severus couldn't see the attraction that his young bond-mate had for children. The way Harry acted when he was around his godson was like he was a big kid himself, making ridiculous faces and noises.

Having taught other people's children, for most of his adult life, Severus couldn't understand Harry's philoprogenitiveness. He enjoyed teaching but the stupidity and arrogance of some overshadowed the brilliance of others. This frustrated him to no end.

Then something happened to change Severus' perspective on this matter, and he finally began to understand how Harry could love so many so deeply.

It was a warm summer's day when Harry looking decidedly green around the gills went for a fly in their expansive back garden while Severus tended to his potion-making plants. Harry barely made it off the ground when he suddenly fell from his broom.

Severus rushed over to his side and assessed the damage done to his young husband by the fall.

"Harry? Harry wake up" Severus called frantically as he shook him.

When Harry didn't respond, Severus sent his Patronus to Poppy Pomfrey with the message, "Come quick, Harry's fallen from his broom." Several minutes later the frantic looking Hogwarts Matron arrived. "Over here Poppy. I haven't moved him and he won't wake up."

"Step back, Severus. Give me some room so I can assess him."

"He wasn't very high in the air, and I don't think he's broken anything."

After casting several diagnostic spells, Poppy asked Severus, to carry Harry's prone form up to the room they shared with their other bond-mate, who was out of the country.

"Have you noticed, Harry's magic behaving erratically lately, Severus?"

"No. Why?"

"Because Harry's magical field is stronger than normal. The only thing I can think of that would do that is that Harry is expecting."

"Are you trying to tell me that Harry is pregnant?" Severus asked slowly.

"Yes, I already checked when performing the other diagnostic spells… Congratulations Severus, the three of you are going to be parents, and if I'm correct. Harry is carrying twins."

"What?"

A groan echoed around the room and startled Severus and Poppy. Harry was waking up.

"Harry?" Severus asked, "Love, wake up."

Slowly Harry blinked open his emerald green eyes. It took a few moments for him to focus his thoughts; the pounding headache didn't help with the process, "Severus?" he croaked.

"I'm right here," Severus kissed his forehead.

"What happened?"

"You fell off your broom and scared me to death."

"Severus he needs his rest. We can explain everything else later, perhaps you might want to contact your husband and let him know what's happened."

"Madam Pomfrey? Is that you?" Harry whispered.

"Yes, Harry. But you need to rest; Severus and I will be back soon."

"We'll be right outside," Severus said and kissed his lover's forehead again.

"Severus, what's going on? Why won't you tell me anything?"

"Love, you fell from your broom. You need to stay calm and rest. I will tell you what's going on. I need to talk to Poppy first though."

"Can't you just tell me what's going on? The more secretive you are the more scared I get."

"Harry, you need to stay calm. You have head injuries not to mention the reason you fell in the first place," Poppy admonished.

"What do you mean the reason I fell in the first place? What aren't you telling me?"

"Please calm down, Harry or I will be forced to call Molly. Do you want his time at the reserve cut short because our mother-in-law has called him frantic with worry?" Severus replied.

"Things must be bad if you're threatening me with Molly Weasley!" Harry exclaimed.

"High blood pressure is not good for your baby, Harry. Please calm down." Poppy cut in.

"Wh… What are you talking about? What baby?"

"You're pregnant, Harry. We're going to be parents," Severus smiled.

Harry stared blankly at Severus. He couldn't comprehend what had been said. How in Merlin's name could he be pregnant? He was a man; men can't get pregnant, can they?

"I don't understand. How can I be pregnant, I'm a man?" a very confused Harry asked.

Poppy went and called Hermione, she was one of the best people at keeping Harry calm besides his husbands. When she arrived, Poppy explained everything to Harry, Severus and Hermione.

Apparently being a wizard meant a man could fall pregnant and Harry being as powerful as he was meant that he could carry more than one child, but the downside was that it would take a heavy toll on his body, and Harry would be confined to bed rest for much of his pregnancy.

After everything was explained, nothing could hide the giant smile on Harry's face. The only thing not making the moment perfect was the absence of a certain red-haired dragon breeder.

Tbc

A/N: this is a work in progress, I have no idea how many chapters it will end up being. If you're following this, I always update my livejournal first. Please let me know what you think, I read and reply to all comments.