A/N: Between this chapter and the last, Seamus and Daphne have given birth, it's now nearning the end of June and the Third Task is upon us, Harry is the only one still pregnant.

Chapter Ten: Of Small Bumps and Little Lives

"Look at what we made" Seamus said to Dean.

Pointing to the two baby boys who lay side by side on the bed, dressed in matching gold and red singlet suits. On the left was Declan Finnegan Thomas, the older of the two brothers by, eight days. He was also the darker of the two, he took more after the father who had carried him and looked a little less mixed then his younger brother, Sionn Thomas Finnegan.

"Two perfect little boys" Dean agreed.

The two best friends were glad to have both of their sons here and healthy, all of the teen parents had been hit by the loss of Truly-Angel. They all felt the worry for their children increase tenfold. They were all still in shock and they all felt for Pansy.

"Perfect" Seamus murmerd, picking Sionn up from the bed and snuggled him close, breathing in deep the new baby smell that had become oddly addictive.

"Come on Babe, Da's got ya now" he spoke to his son, Dean smiled as he watched the two, scooping up Declan as he did so.

"Look at your Da, he's got your brother".

…

Hermione lay in her bed in the Hospital Wing, she had a baby girl on each side of her and was trying so hard to come to terms with the fact that she was now a single teen mother of two at the age of fifteen and although it was through no fault of her's she would still face predudice from others for being a young mother.

But not only did she have two children, but one of them was the child of her Professer, life had just gotten far more complecated then it had been a year ago and more complicated then she had ever thought. Although looking at the faces of little Iona and Elani, it all seemed worth it.

Elani was a precious bundle with her mother's curls, although unlike Iona whose matched Hermione's perfectly, her curls were the same black as her father's hair and she had his onyx eyes to match too. Iona had the same deep brown eyes as Hermione's own.

The young mother picked her black haired daughter up as she began to fuss "Hush now baby, Mummy's got you" she soothed the baby as she began to rock her gently from side to side.

Mummy, it still felt odd, it would take time to get use to she guessed. Professor Snape had not yet aknowledged his son's sisters or that one of his students had recently given birth to his daughter but Hermione knew it would take him time and if the feeling Harry was having turned out to be right then they would be at war again soon, so maybe Severus acknowledging Elani as his child might be safer.

…

"Sweet little girl" Daphne cooed as she stared down at her little daughter, her second daughter. She and Neville now had two beautiful little girls. Francesca Alyson had been joined by a little sister by both the same parents, Delphine "Delphi" Ysobel Greengrass had made her entrance into the world weighing in at eight pounds and eleven ounces.

Daphne had introduced the sisters to one another and Neville to his second daughter. The Slytherin girl and the Gryffindor boy had formed an easy and comfortable relationship, it wasn't quite a friendship but they had taken to spending time just sitting quietly in the maternity area with their two daughters, caring for them together.

The fifteen year old mother was happily feeding tiny little Delphine a lukewarm bottle of a specially formulated potion that imitated muggle baby formula. The brunet baby was wearing a tiny green dress with silvery white booties on her tiny feet. She was wrapped losely in a pale white blanket as she suckled happily from her bottle.

Baby Frankie was dressed in a little red singlet suit, kicking her tiny feet as her Daddy changed her cloth nappy with an new found practiced ease. He was learning to be a parent, he didn't have much of a choice, not with his little girl being so reliant on him to meet her every need.

Madam Pomfrey had been very good at giving all of the new parents crash courses in the basics of caring for their new babies. She was always willing to jump in and help the out whenever they might need her help. She was helping to make the transition as smooth as possible.

"There, all changed" Neville declaired to baby Frankie.

…

He felt a sharp pain in his side, it had been happening now several times over and over in the last hour, he knew he was in labour but he wasn't sure he was ready. He knew that his baby girl needed to be born before he participated in the third task. He was the only one of those who had fallen pregnant in the accident to still be pregnant.

It was the end of June now, the first of the Hogwarts babies, his son with Draco Malfoy, Evander had been born nearly two months ago now, at the start of May.

"Okay then baby, I guess we need to go and bring you into the world" he spoke to the baby in his large, tight and swollen contracting belly.

The next moments were almost a blur, the contractions had been coming hard and fast and to top things off Harry's scar was admitting it's own sharp pain. The emerald eyed fourteen year old had managed to get himself to the Hospital Wing. Poppy had rushed him in the delivery suite and had flooed for Andromeda to come and deliver the final baby.

The healer had made quick work of the delivery and after a little more than thirty minutes from his arival in the ward, Harry James Potter was no longer pregnant and the world was gifted with the new life of a precious baby girl with a head full of firey red hair and her father's emerald eyes.

Cuddling his new born daughter to his chest, Harry waited to hear who the other parent was. Although he had a very good idea of who her other parent was. Hermione and Ron were both by his side, cooing over the little girl when Harry was given the news.

"The other parent is Ronald Weasley" Madam Pomfrey anouced, confirming Harry's suspisions.

"What?" Ron said in shock, he was a Daddy again. Ron already had triplet boys he had given birth to and now he had a little girl, a daughter with his best mate. It was a lot to take in for the red headed teen father.

"Congrats mate, it's a girl" Harry said to his friend, a tired grin firmly on his face.

"Yeah, she got a name?" the other father asked.

"Yeah she does" the black haired savior said.

"What is it then?" Ron asked.

"Suzette Molly Potter" the new father anounced proudly "after both of her grandmothers" Harry informed them.

"Both?" Ron asked a little confused but this.

"Suzette means Lily" he informed his friend.

…Three Days Later...

Cedric was gone, he was dead and Harry felt like it was his fault. If only he hadn't encouraged the boy to join him in taking the cup, A draw for victory. Now the other teenager was dead and Lord Voldemort was back and as strong as ever. It was this that that scared Harry to no end. A war would come soon enough and his children were in danger because of this, it was a nightmare.

The school year had come to an end and soon Harry would have to say goodbye to baby Evander, the son he had bonded with. He would be unable to go to 'The Burrow' at least at the start of the summer. He would be away from his friends and any help or support for the care of his daughter. It would just be himself and Suzette alone with the Dursleys.

Harry was nervous about it, he worried about how his relatives would react to his little red headed daughter. He could tell that Ron was worried about Suzette to, Molly had tried to convince Dumbledore to allow Harry and her granddaughter to come and stay with them, but the elderly Headmaster had his reasons for having Harry return to Surrey.

"Evander, this is your sister, Suzette" Harry introduced his two infants as he spent his last few moments with his son before he left for the summer break.

Harry snapped a few quick photos of the two babies together, he wondered for a moment how much his son would grow over the summer, Evander would be nearly four months old the next time Harry was likely to see him, but there was nothing he could do about it, it was the way it had to be especially with Voldemort being back and Draco's father being one of his followers.

On the train ride back to London, Harry allowed Ron to cuddle Suzette, to spend his time with her before they would be seperated for who knew how long exactly but most likely for a month if not more.

Harry held the triplets in turn, Ginny was also holding one of her nephews as they were passed around the carrage while their father's arms were busy holding their younger sister. Hermione, Harry and Ron swapped tricks they had learnt for their children over there short time as parents, it was clear that all three were nervous about going home and away from their support system.

But at least the others would have their parents to help them with their children, Harry would be alone with his Aunt, Uncle and cousin who he doubted would be any help with little Suzette. As the train pulled into the station and come to a stop, Harry let out a deep sigh.

"Time to face the music" Harry said, he took a deep breath and gathered his stuff before heading off of the train to start his first summer as a father.

A/N: I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter it's pretty crap really but hey. All of the babies are here, the school year is over and Harry is off to the Dursley's with his new born in tow. Please review and let me know what you thought and what you would like to see in the new chapters. I will be focusing mostly on a few of the characters from now on but will update on the others and their children as we go through. REVIEW!