Harry has a secret...well maybe two. What secret is that? Maybe the fact that he got a girl pregnant before fifth year or the fact that he is a father. A father of twin girls that the mother doesn't want. What happens when Draco refuses to take the dark mark and learns about the girls. Harry Potters baby girls. Will he tell everyone that their precious boy who lived has kids or will he help keep the secret. Will old feelings be rekindled.
Harry stood ramrod straight, shock evident on his face, as he stared at the twin baby girls laying on his bed.
He had just gotten back from his fifth year of Hogwarts and the second he was inside the Dursley's house, he was dragged upstairs to his room by his uncle. There laying on his bed, each wrapped in old tattered blankets, were two little girls. They had eyes as green as his and dark hair that he had no doubt would turn a much darker colour as they got older.
"Who are they" Harry asked his fuming uncle, hoping against hope that he was wrong about who he thought they were.
"Those brats" Vernon hissed grabbing his shoulder in a tight grip. "Are yours, take them and get out of my house!" He was yelling at the end before looking at the babies in horror and leaving the room as fast as he could. Harry turned to the girls just in time to see their faces scrunch up and watch them take a deep breath, before they both started wailing. He sighed, walking up to the bed and pick one up, looking around his room for the first time. There was an old changing pad on his desk and soiled diapers littering the floor around it. A box of powdered baby milk sat beside the desk surrounded by dirty baby bottles and a kettle. A bag of diapers and a bag of wipes sat on the other side of his desk, between it and the bed. He grabbed two diapers and the bag of wipes after placing the first crying baby on the desk. He quickly changed her diaper before switching and finding a note as he picked up the second, crying, baby girl. It was from the baby girls mother. He stuffed it in his pocket and finished changing the second baby before making two bottles of baby formula. Before he fed the girls he laid the note on his lap and read it as the baby girls drank their milk.
The mother, a nice girl who Harry had liked a lot, couldn't care for the baby girls, nor did she want them. So she had left them with the Dursley's. Harry was relieved when he learned the girls hadn't been with his aunt and uncle for long. Only about two days, but that still worried him. He watched as the girls eyes started to closed as they fell asleep. He smiled softly before standing and heading down stairs to talk to his aunt and uncle.