Three Months Pregnant
The next time the prophet came out it was Tom's retaliation statement.
He said something along the lines of 'Dumbledore is getting old and he doesn't understand the change in times." By Harry wasn't sure because Tom had seen him writing and taken the paper off him immediately in case he got too stressed and harmed the baby.
Tom had softened over night at the news that he was going to become a father; gone was the last of the walls that he put up when he was around Harry, Remus, Sirius and tony. He lived for this child now and it was obvious to anyone who so much as glanced at him.
Harry had left behind the fear at becoming a dad, he still had wobbles but they were becoming more and more infrequent as the days went past. They had begun planning a nursery and a collage of drawings that Harry wanted to paint on the wall so that the little baby would have something to gaze at from his crib.
The quads had grown quickly and Harry had made sure he photographed every moment of it; Aurelia had been the first to lift her head much to the surprise of all the adults who had thought it would have been Regulus, the oldest however quickly followed proving that he was just as brilliant as his sister.
The two youngest had yet to reach any milestones but their parents weren't the worried, they just wanted their little boys to focus on growing healthily.
Climbing silently out of the bed Harry moved carefully down the stairs towards the kitchen.
His cravings had started early for some reason, he and researched and apparently they could start at different times, but be currently fancied celery dipped in peanut butter.
He was sat at the table munching on a celery stick by the time Tom made his way down stairs bleary eyed.
"It's half past three in the morning love." Tom said as he sat at the table and summoned a steaming cup of coffee.
"Baby wanted celery and peanut butter." He said happily as he dipped the vegetable back into be peanut spread. Toms face creased in disgust as he heard the new food combination.
"It's going to be a strange baby love." Tom said as he took another sip of his drink.
"It would get it all from you." Harry responded as he moved towards the fridge and took out some cheese, adding it to his food combination.
Tom pulled another face but refrained from commenting again. Tom was just happy that Harry was happy and healthy and carrying his beautiful baby.
He waited patiently for Harry to finish eating before he tidied up and moved them back upstairs to bed.
Tom had melded himself to Harry's back the second they lay down, wrapping one arm around the teen's waist so that he could caress the small baby bump at the bottom of his torso.
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Harry washed and dressed the next morning like normal and he was just about to eat a lovely breakfast of toast and mayonnaise when Tom pulled him into a tight hug and apperated them away.
When the landed they were stood in a beautiful garden that Harry had never seen before; it was almost like a forest glade, with beautiful while and lilac flowers all over the floor and the sound of a stream nearby.
"What are we doing here?" Harry asked as he stared at Tom questioningly.
"I need to ask you a question." Tom replied smiling happily at the teen. He paused for a moment to calm himself before he shrank to one knee and pulled a small satin box out of his pocket as he looked up to a teary eyed teen.
"Harry James Potter, I'm not going to sprout some rubbish about loving you since the moment we met because it's not true. However I love you now and I find that that is all that matters to me. You have turned me into a better person and you are making my dream of having my own family come true. For a long time now, ever since we formed the alliance I haven't been able to picture anyone else by my side, so... Will you be my bonded husband?" He took a deep breath at the end tears swimming in his own eyes at the display of his feelings.
Harry paused for a moment, the words had washed over him sweetly and he couldn't remember ever hearing anything sweeter. His love for Tom was almost palpable, pulsing between them tangibly as if it were something you could touch and in that moment he knew that he wouldn't want anyone else.
"Yes." He agreed as Tom carefully took his left hand and slipped the platinum band into place. It was a beautifully elegant ring, a thin platinum band with an emerald and a ruby in the centre.
"I thought it represented us quite fittingly." Tom said as he noticed Harry admiring the stones.
"It does." Harry agreed as Tom stood and kissed him softly on the lips.
"It's not just an ordinary ring," Tom said when they pulled apart for air. "It's another portkey, like the necklace I have you in the grave yard. Only you can activate it, it will take you directly to our room at my house, it's untraceable and now that I've placed it on your finger only you can remove it, it can't even fall off."
This brought more tears to Harry's eyes as he thought of the effort Tom must have put into this.
"I love you so much Tom." He said as he placed his hands either side of the older man's face, kissing him deeply.
"I love you too," the dark lord replied, kissing Harry back and running one hand down to his stomach. "Both of you; you've made my life completely worth it." He whispered before kissing the teen again as he thought of what the boy would look like in bonding robes.
Four Months Pregnant
It was in the middle of Harry's fourth month that the teen decided that he wanted to go baby shopping in the muggle world.
Tom had been hesitant before but when Harry mentioned that they hadn't been paying much attention to Chase lately the older man relented and said that they could walk him in a park first.
"But the people might see that I'm pregnant." The teen said as he petted Chase from where the puppy was settled on his lap.
"Just wear a baggy jumper and it will be okay Harry, you're not that big yet." Tom said leaning over to kiss the teen before retrieving one of his hoodies for the teen to wear.
"I never did ask Tom, why do you have hoodies?" Harry said as Tom helped him pull the oversized hoodie over his head.
"Because there have been times in the past where I have had to go into the muggle world and I find them quite comfortable." Tom said as he tried to ignore the hint of mirth in his fiancée's eyes. "I don't understand why that's so funny." He said as Harry spluttered out a few laughs that he couldn't contain.
"Imagine your followers if you turned up to a meeting in a hoodie." The teen said laughing; Tom would have reprimanded the teen for making fun of him but he loved seeing the boy happy so he didn't say anything.
Moving towards the door to pick up Chase's lead the puppy jumped away from Harry and bounded over to the older man as Tom carefully clipped the lead to his collar.
"Come on puppy; we'll leave your daddy here till he learns not to laugh at his loved ones." Tom said playfully as he opened the door, only to be pulled back into Harry's arms as the younger teen kissed him softly in apology.
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The walk in the park turned out to be exactly what Harry needed; it was relaxing, he spent time with Tom and Chase doing things that normal families did. Plus, he wasn't inside the house; Harry wasn't sure how much longer he could spend in the house.
The walk lasted about an hour and then they ventured into muggle London to a baby store that sold everything that you could possibly need for a baby.
They had had to pop home first to drop Chase off as dogs weren't allowed in shops, the puppy had been sad to see them go but Harry had given him a quick cuddle, explaining that they had to go and get things for the new baby. It was almost like the puppy had understood because the second Harry had explained he had licked the teen once on the face before moving to his basket with his little battered teddy that he curled round protectively.
The shop was huge and the second that they entered Tom was reminded of the disastrous attempt to purchase Chase's supplies. He instantly pulled Harry closer to his side and kissed the brunet on the temple, partly to reassure Harry that he was there and partly to reassure himself that Harry was there.
They were met at the door by a cheery woman whose lipstick was too bright and hair too blonde.
"Hello, can I help you find what you're looking for." She asked and Tom mentally cringed; were all shop assistants hopeless?
"Yes, my fiancée and I are having a baby and we need to get everything for the child today." Tom said in regal air, a tone that automatically made sure the woman knew his place.
"Very well," she said as she retrieved a trolley from the entrance way and took them to the first isle, titled 'bassinets and cribs'. "Can I ask how you are having the baby?" she said as she turned to the two men.
"Surrogacy." Tom said smoothly as he glanced at the beautiful, delicate bassinets.
She nodded before asking another question. "Do you know the gender yet?"
"No," Harry said. "We want it to be a surprise." Harry said smiling as he reached out a hand to gently brush against a pale yellow bassinet that even Tom had to admit was stunning.
"Now we carry a range of Bassinets for new-borns here, in a variety of colours. These ones-" She was cut off as Tom gestured to the bassinet that Harry was looking at and told the lady that they would take it and the matching crib.
"Uh…okay sir." She said placing a flat packed crib and the bassinet in the trolley before they moved to pushchairs and carry cots. They chose one of each together again, the shop assistant moving them both into the trolley before they moved onto clothes.
They selected many clothes; baby-grows and sleep suits, some tiny little booties and trainers for when he was a little older. They chose hoodies and t-shirts and tiny little baby jeans that had Harry oohing and ahhing at every second, imagining a tiny little person that was half him and half Tom with tiny fingers and tiny toes.
They chose cuddly toys and bottles, diapers and dummies as well as formula and wipes, a blanket and three more just in case. Tom paid and eventually they apperated home, Toms arms full with bags. And after a day of shopping and planning the two of them collapsed onto the bed still fully dressed, and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.