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A.N. I know it has been a while, but I'm going to try to start updating my stories, though they will likely be sporadic.
Harry hated that someone had to carry him as it made him feel weak, but also didn't want to miss out on what was to be said in the meeting. If he hadn't known any better he would have said that Hagrid took Wyatt's threat very seriously as the half giant carried him up the stairs as if he were made of glass. Instead he just knew that it was his friend trying to look out for him, and make sure he wasn't hurt any worse. The two of them made small talk as the group made their way to the headmaster's office, everyone crowding into the small room.
"Professor, you wouldn't by any chance be able to conjure up some toys to occupy our youngest family member would you?" Sirius asked once he'd unshrunken the chair and Harry was settled back into it. Harry was still baffled by how everyone in the Halliwell family seemed to treat the three wizards as equals...Ron and Harry were treated with much the same deference as the rest of the Halliwell children, and Sirius was treated very much like the rest of the parents of the group.
Once a few quidditch players were conjured up to distract the small child a silencing spell was placed around the child the adults sat down to concentrate on the business at hand. "Words can not express how appreciative we are to have you and your...family" Fudge cast a disparaging glance at the three wizards that were considered part of the Halliwell family at this point, "come help protect our people from the demons that threaten them."
"Oh, don't make the mistake of thinking we are here to do your job for you, no we are here to protect your children, as they can not protect themselves. We will stay at the castle, only leaving it when there is something our family wants or needs." Piper spoke up for the group, leveling a glare on Fudge, "It is high time you wizards learn to fight your own battles, and not rely on others to fight them for you."
"We, wizards, as you put it, have been fighting our battles long before you even knew what magic was." Fudge was quick to defend the people he was supposed to represent making Harry think that maybe the man had finally figured out what his job actually entailed.
"You let a child fight your last war for you." Piper spat back at the man, motioning to Harry as she did. "You let a killer come after a child year after year and did noting to even try and stop it." It was easy to see the pure fury in the woman's eyes as she spoke, "You do not want to see what happens to the beings that try to go after my children, or my sister's children, though I will say this, there are none left to ask, we have vanquished anyone who posed a threat to their wellbeing."
"How are we supposed to protect our people when they have no idea how to fight what we are up against?" Molly Weasley asked, though there was no accusation in her voice, and her eyes rarely left the red haired young man seated next to Harry.
"They are just as susceptible to spells as any wizard, and instead of spells you will be dodging fireballs and anything else they can materialize to throw at you," Ron answered, "My father saw me vanquish a darklighter just last week with a Reducto." He continued to explain to the group. "The thing about demons is, they know as little about our kind as you do about theirs. You hit them with the right spell it can kill them just as easily as it can another wizard, but you have to hit them in the right spot of their body, if a wizard could live through it, a demon could as well, and they can recover from it a lot quicker."
"Wizards are able to fight the demons on their own which is why we are only going to protect the school. Tell your people to send their children here if they want them under our protection." Piper took over the conversation again.
"We have enough room here for any wizarding families with children, but that still leaves the rest of the community without protection." Bill Weasley spoke up this time.
"Then that is the amount of the community your government will have to protect." Paige cut in, before looking at the rest of the family, "If you have room for them allow anyone without military training to come here and we will protect them." She looked to Dumbledore as she spoke. "This is our final offer."
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"Ron..." He turned when he heard his name, and saw a group of redheads looking at him with pleading eyes. The meeting had come to an end and he and his family were about to be shown to their rooms.
"Look, I'm not ready to talk right now, I don't know if or when I will be." He was honest with the family that raised him as the one who claimed him when he had no one waited, ready to back him up.
"Look, we know what we did was wrong...what we did to both of you was wrong, but please, we just want to talk." Arthur said as he cast a look at Harry who was unable to meet his gaze and had to look away. Ron knew his friend still struggled with his guilt over something he hadn't done. He blamed himself for the Weasley family breaking apart, no matter how many times they told him that he was the innocent one in all this.
"Then it should be up to them as to when they are ready to talk." Wyatt was the one to speak this time, and Ron saw him rest his hand on Harry's shoulder. "I understand that you were deceived by your daughter, but they were victimized by her...by all of you. For this reason alone you need to respect their need for space and let them come to you."
"Mr. Potter, will you at least let me look at your legs. Mr. Malfoy... the elder Mr. Malfoy came to me about your legs, and asked me to see if their was anything I could do for you." Madame Pomfrey came bustling over to him, a comforting smile on her face.
"Do I really have a choice?" Harry looked up at her with a slight smile on his face, and Ron could see that it put his brother-in-law at ease.
"You will always have a choice from here on out Mr. Potter, however, it would put my mind at ease if you would just let me look you over. I would like to make sure you are in as perfect health as can be with everything you've gone through." She said with a no nonsense tone he'd grown accustomed to as a student under her watch. "Albus wasn't the only person at this school to believe your innocence." She whispered as she knelt in front of him, "I can follow you to your rooms and do it there if you like, if that would make you more comfortable."
"Would the hospital wing be better for him?" Sirius asked, the concern shining in his eyes, reminding Ron of just how worried everyone was about what lasting effects the time in prison had left on Harry. He hadn't exactly stuck around to ask the doctors, and had refused to go back, not wanting doctors to ask questions he would not be able to answer.
"I would have everything I need at hand in the hospital wing, but I could also get it and bring it to your rooms in necessary." She explained to Harry, but loud enough for the group to here.
"You promise to let me go back to my family's rooms when your are done?" Harry asked, and Ron couldn't help but smile as he recalled all the times he'd listened to his friend complain about being stuck in the hospital wing when they were still in school.
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Wyatt had gone with him and the Mediwitch, having decided the hospital wing was the best option for Harry. Wyatt going along for moral support and so that he could orb him back to their family waiting in their new rooms.
"Now, as you well know this won't hurt a bit." Madame Pomfrey said as she waved her wand over Harry's body, starting down at his feet, the tip of it lighting black as a parchment of paper started to grow in her hand. He and Wyatt watched as the color on the tip changed from black over his legs, to red when she got to his lower abdomen, then purple over his stomach, and finally fading to white as she reached his head.
She couldn't hide her shock as she reran the tests, getting the same results a second time. Harry pushed himself up into a seated position when he saw the look of shock on her face, Wyatt helping him the moment he started moving. "What is it? What's wrong with him?" Wyatt couldn't hide his worry as he asked the Mediwitch what was wrong with the person he loved.
"Well, not so much wrong as surprising." The woman said, a smile trying to spread across her face. "Your legs are much as you told me they would be, I can fix them so that they will no longer give you pain, and eventually I will be able to banish the shattered and crushed bones, but I can not repair the muscle death, your legs will look as they once did, but I can not make you walk again, they would never be strong enough to support your weight, there just isn't enough healthy muscle there." She looked sad at this last part.
"That's alright, I wasn't expecting you to be able to do anything about these," he motioned to his mangled legs.
"You said eventually, why not do it now?" Wyatt asked as he slid onto the bed behind Harry so that he could relax against him.
"I said eventually because the potion I would use to regrow the bones would harm the fetus." The Mediwitch smiled as the two young men stared at her in shock.
"I'm sorry, the what? What did you say?" Wyatt asked, trying to kick start his brain again.
"The fetus, I would say it was you conceived no more than a week ago by the look of things." Instantly Harry's mind played back the night right after the darklighter attack. It was the last time they'd been together since finding out about the miscarriage. "Now Mr. Potter, I want you to take these three potions to reverse the damage done to your kidneys and liver, we need you as healthy as possible in order to bring this little one into the world...that is..."
"They won't harm the baby will they?" Both parents asked at the same time, two sets of hands coming to rest protectively over Harry's stomach.
The Mediwitch smiled kindly at the two, her unasked question of wether or not they wanted to keep it answered, "Not at all, in fact they will go along way in making sure you stay healthy enough to carry to term. You are very lucky we caught it so early." She smiled as she handed over the potions. "These are vitamins you need to ensure the child's core grows strong." She handed over a couple more bottles, "I'll make sure more are delivered to your rooms every week."
"So wait, if I need to take them for to keep the baby's core healthy why are muggleborns as powerful as they are, my mother and Hermione for instance?" Harry asked out of curiosity more than anything else, "and will the damage done to my core affect the baby in any way?"
Wyatt instantly snapped to attention, and Harry saw a pleased smile cross the Mediwitch's face, "I see nothing different with your pregnancy than I have seen with any of the others I've seen in the past. I would like to watch you a little more closely...oh, and I want you to tell Mr Weasley if he is with one of the American witches to make sure she comes in periodically to ensure she gets on the prenatal vitamin potion I'm giving you in the event she is pregnant...those Weasleys are a fertile bunch." She gave them a stern look which had them quickly agreeing.
"He just married my sister a month ago...apparently you wizards find my family irresistible." Wyatt had a goofy grin on his face as he said it.
"Or maybe you Halliwells have a specific taste when it comes to partners." Harry laughed at his boyfriend even as he settled more comfortably into his arms, causing the Mediwitch's opinion of the young blond to grow leaps and bounds.
"I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Potter had the right of it. I can feel the magic radiating off you, it is likely your magic called for an equally strong partner, no mere muggle would have been enough. It is likely the same with your sister, Mr Weasley has never been a magical pushover, he just didn't apply himself. I'm sure if you have any other siblings they are or will marry someone very powerful as well. Your magic draws people to you who can keep your line strong." Harry wondered if there were any books on this subject, he found the whole idea fascinating.
"As for your question about why the Muggleborns aren't affected by their mothers not taking the prenatal potions, no one is quite sure, but the most prominent theory is that they get their magic from nature, and don't have to worry about inheriting a warped core handed down through inbreeding. Lack of inbreeding is why families like the weasleys and Potters are so powerful magically, they were not afraid to allow outside blood into their line. It is also the reason your parents had little trouble conceiving you, same with Mr Weasley's parents."
They left shortly after that, a box of potion vials in hand, neither surprised when Melinda and Ron showed up later in the rooms they were to share with a similar box, the two couples sharing secret smiles, each one contemplating the best time to tell the family of the upcoming additions...neither knowing that another sibling and his wife would be adding to the family as well.
