Continuing on
I don't own Harry Potter.
Swishhorn shakes his head, totally left out of the conversation, although he did laugh at the two, 'Adults'.
As he walks down the hall to the room, the Potters reside, he leaves with one thought in mind.
'These two need to grow up…'
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Swishhorn made his way to room 28 (recovery for births), to visit his patients.
He whistled a fine tune to go with his mood; after all, it's not every day you get a permission to do whatever you want to do in a hospital. But his thoughts were on the newly born twins who gave him this new power, indirectly of course, but they still contributed.
Large wooden doors littered the stone hallway. Many rushed from one to another, a child no older than 5 with a bucket charmed to his head, most curious because they are heading into the accidental magic ward…
Medi witches sprinted to get blankets, more potions, or just happy to be done their shift and to get out of this mad house.
'Completely understandable' smirking Swishhorn sidestepped out of the way of another human bullet.
"Whew… made it…" Swish horn jumped inside to safety the room provided.
He looked around, noticing the room was almost empty, on the exception of two beds that were occupied.
The first bed contained his patient, Mrs. Potter, with her every loving husband laying beside her.
He turned his head to look at the other bed. It contained one very tired Mrs. Longbottom, and her husband, being more reserved, sitting beside her, petting her hand while he read the Prophet.
Swishhorn chuckled at the similarity's the two houses held, but the extreme differences as well, both are fine with showing affection towards their loved ones, they just go about it differently, one subtle and the other flashy.
But both had the same impact on the wife's. 'Love given, love returned, god to be young again….'
Swishhorn moved towards the Potter bed, an "Eh hemm" Announced his arrival to the two love birds.
Both looked up with a …. A…. 'Deer in the headlights look? Is that what Lauren said? Muggle's and their sayings….'
The couple turned a bright red for each head. Embarrassed because they were caught. They weren't doing anything bad, but many of the wizarding world would look down on that kind of behavior in a "Public place". Swish horn just shook his head in amusement.
"So how are you doing Mrs. Potter? Well I hope? You gave us quite the scare in when you were on the table."
"Yes… I'm doing a lot better now, thank you." The blush just started to receded from her face. "Please don't go about talking about this… Please?"
Swishhorn just chuckled at their attitude; caution was warranted though, with good reason. He decided to give a reassuring poke to the couple.
"Don't worry, there's nothing new under the sun Mrs. Potter." This enticed them both to get a little rosy around the cheeks again.
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After that, Swishhorn doubled checked everything. Making sure everything was fine, to ensure the health of the young Mrs.
After he was satisfied with the results, he told the two, they could visit the baby's.
James was all for it, he was almost jumping for joy, Lily however shared only a little of that enthusiasm. She was still undecided on her feelings towards the kids, turmoil roared within her like a avalanche, for once it started, it swept everything away. She did her best to calm herself, telling herself that it was not the child fault; there was nothing he could have done!
She continued on this thought, completely missing the trip up stairs, and into room, 39, the baby room.
It was only after she entered did she break out of her thoughts.
'Nothing happened, I'm here, James is here, and our children are as well. Everything is okay.' She kept at that line of thought, trying to forget the hate she had felt early this morning, but that was beyond difficult, for it was just THIS morning when it happened.
Then she came face to face with a miniature James. Messy black hair, same face, just baby pudgy. The child opened his eyes; emerald met deep, deep blue.
'They remained me of the night's James and I shared by the lake at Hogwarts… They are so lovely.'
She didn't know why, but she loved the baby right there and then. She didn't know which one it was, but she didn't care if this one was harry.
She was happy, totally forgetting the other twin; James saw this and shook his head. He walked over the crib again, and picked up the other carbon copy of himself.
James hugged his baby, allowing his head to rest on 'Pap's' shoulder. The new family had the time of their lives, not a care in the world, everything was just right.
Swishhorn decided it was time for his rounds in the hospital. Seeing as the couple had everything under control. He nodded at lily and traversed the stair case down.
Lily looked towards James, we was looking out the window in the room, with his back to her. She decided to walk over to him, and give him a hug.
Just as she was to reach James, the other child opened his eyes. Emerald green met another green, a sickly lighter green.
James turned around, only to jump a little in surprise.
"O… I didn't hear you sneak up on me. Aren't they the cutest things you have ever seen!" Once more the young man was beyond cheerful. He was flying around in the sky….. Until he looked at his wife, noticing her stare, he takes the kid he had off his shoulder, and looks him.
He immediately noticed the green in his eyes. "Lily! He has your eyes! They're so beautiful! Can I see my other child?"
Lily could only nod at the request. They swapped twins, and James went to town coddling his newly born son.
Lily just stood there, with a shell shocked expression. Her child in her arms once again looked exactly like James….. All except the eye's, James said they looked like hers. She had to disagree; her eyes couldn't look like the one's she stared into at this very moment. She began to feel sick.
"James, could we go back to our room? I'm not feeling well…"
The over protective husband that he was, leaped away from the window, placed his, and lily's burdens into the crib, and took her away to lie down.
One thought ran through lily's mind on the way back to the room.
"He may say he has my eyes….. but he can't….. Because his eyes remind me of a spell every time I look into them….." Lily shudders at the thought of those cold green eyes.
The one's that had the same look as the unforgivable curse 'Avada Kedavra'…
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Short chapter this time, little writer's block, but got passed it. Going to make the next one longer, and hope fully thing's will pick up…we shall see of course. But it should, a while ago I had this idea for another story, freaky, probably bad, but I got it down…. We shall see if i fix it up, and post it.
Regards
Killroy.
