A/N: You guys are pretty screwed up. Two girls and one boy? You've got to be kidding me! How crazy would that be? Okay, I'm not trying to be mean, but understand me when I say that triplets are out of the question! Ahhhh! Thanks for the reviews! And now onto the finale! Yay!
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Harry concentrated on Voldemort, who continued to walk forward. "Go to hell, Voldemort. And this time, don't come back."
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"PUSH!" The midwife said loudly. "You can do it Kat!"
"I AM PUSHING DAMNIT!" Katherine screamed. "HARRY POTTER, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME!"
Ron, and Hermione, who were watching (with disgusted looks on their faces), burst out laughing.
"I'm sure he'll be here soon." Hermione said and continued to coach Kat's breathing. "He, he, who. He, he, who. He, he, who!"
"Come on Kat, almost done." Said Ron. "You can do it."
"GET ME A C- SECTION!" Katherine said. "He, he, who. He, he, who…"
"Here it comes!" The midwife said excitedly. "Congratulations Katherine, you have a beautiful baby- wait a second, wait a second! What have we got here?"
Katherine's contractions had not stopped.
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Jamea watched in silenced horror as Voldemort blew up into flames. He looked at his father who was grinning madly and mumbling, "Bring the flames, feed the pyre, hesitate not, construct the fire!" over and over and over again.
Was the whole world going insane? It certainly looked so to Jamea. And then suddenly the flames died down. A pile of ashes was all that was left of Voldemort.
Harry whooped. "Ha! Take that!" He kicked the pile of scoriae gleefully. Jamea's eyes widened.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
Harry looked at him. "Okay? Am I okay? Jesus, Joseph and Mary! I'm perfect! I could sing!"
"Don't." Jamea advised.
"Oh shut it. Damn." Harry said suddenly. "What I wouldn't do for an urn…"
"Why do you want to keep his ashes?" Jamea said in shock.
"Oh, well, the Ministry will probably want to put it in a museum… no. I don't want that. I want to throw his ashes everywhere and hope that if they are really spread out he won't be able to collect himself if he really is immortal."
"O-Kay." Jamea said. "You do that then."
"Damn." Harry said again. "What I wouldn't do for a good wind…"
Jamea grinned proudly. "I can help you with that?"
"How?" Harry asked, looking at him.
"Like this." Jamea pointed at the pile of remains and then, as if he were guiding traffic swooshed his arm in the direction of the mouth of the cave. The ashes blew out the mouth of the cave.
"Cool, huh?" Jamea said. Harry looked dumbstruck.
"Do it again." He said. "Only make it go farther away. Command it with your mind not your actions. It's easier."
Jamea raised an eyebrow but did as he was told. The winds came up again and scattered the ashes even farther out into the wilderness.
"Again." Harry said. Jamea did it again. And again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
"Can I stop now?" Jamea asked as he spread the ashes one again. "My head hurts."
"Yes, I'm sure he's gone." Harry said. "Now let's go." He walked out of the cave and then down the mountain until he reached the stables.
He started and looked at Jamea.
"Oh crap!" He said. "What am I gonna do with you? You don't know the passes like I do…well you're skinny enough. We'll both fit on her. Get on the horse Jamea."
Jamea looked at him like he was insane. "Get on a horse? Are you crazy?"
"No." Harry said. "It won't bite you. Get on."
Jamea found his leg wouldn't reach the stirrup. He felt helpless, childish and embarrassed as Harry helped him up onto the mare. He was beet red and murmured 'thanks' as Harry let go of him and swung up expertly onto the horse.
Harry grabbed the reins to the horse and smacked them gently on the horse's neck. "Giddy up." Harry said. The horse trotted out of the stable. "Hold on to me Jamea, we're gonna go fast now." He commanded. Jamea sheepishly latched his hands around Harry's waist.
Harry and Jamea hurtled down the mountain at an amazing pace. Jamea (still embarrassed about needing help getting onto a HORSE and then having to hold onto his father) thought it was rather like a theme park ride and when Harry did finally stop the horse, Jamea felt nauseated.
"Where did you learn to ride like that?" Jamea asked, clutching his stomach.
"I spent a year up here with your mother. This is where you were born, Jamea." Harry said stiffly. He led the horse back into its stable and went back over to Jamea.
"You did? What?" Jamea said. "That's the most dog shit I've ever heard. I was born at Mungo's!"
"Uh- no you weren't." Harry said. "Believe me. I remember your mother going into labor in the cave. So loud." He shuddered.
"What am I missing?"
"Voldemort captured your mother and I in our sixth year and brought us up here. He- uh- forced us to- um- have you. And I was so brainwashed by him that I carried out the order and got her pregnant with you."
"Why did Voldemort want mum?" Jamea asked. "She is-"
"Cyrena's heir." Harry said. "Oh god there is so much you don't know."
"Are you planning on enlightening me?" Jamea said exasperatedly.
"Yes." Harry said. "Later, we will tell you everything. Now, promise not to tell anybody I did this but-" Harry grabbed his son into a tight hug and whispered, "Off we go!" And they disapparated into the entrance of Mungo's hospital.
"Don't do that!" Jamea said and shoved him off.
"Sorry." Harry said and shrugged. "But I had to get us here somehow and you would have loved it so much more if I would have picked you up or held your hand, I'm sure."
"Shut up." Jamea said. Harry headed over to the receptionist.
"Where is Katherine Potter? I'm her husband." Harry said. "I want to see her."
"Room 305, west wing." The woman said.
"Come on Jamea, let's go see the miracle of life." Harry said with an odd lift in his voice and steered him down the hall and up an elevator.
They could hear Katherine cussing and screaming from the beginning of the hall. Harry paled, straitened his odd outfit and rushed into the room.
"HARRY!" She said, "You're here! What happened? Is Jamea okay?" She started yelling again.
"I'm here mum." Jamea said and looked at the bed she was on and then wretched, seeing a very unpleasant sight. "That's disgusting. I'm leaving!" They all laughed and Harry went to Kat's side, murmuring comforting words into her ear.
"Why is this taking so long?" Harry asked the assistant midwife.
"Well she just dropped the first child only twenty minutes ago." He said.
"The first child?" Harry's head spun. "You mean there's more than one?"
"Twins, I'd say." The assistant said. "You've got a baby girl over in the corner."
Harry grinned and went over to the baby and picked her up. She had Harry's nose and Katherine's jaw line. The rest he couldn't tell because her eyes were closed and her mouth was open because she was asleep.
"I won the bet." Harry said and grinned.
"SHUT UP HARRY!" Katherine called. "I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THIS RIGHT NOW!"
"Almost there Kat!" Said the midwife.
Katherine nodded and gave an almighty scream and the midwife caught the screaming baby in her arms.
"Congratulations Katherine and Harry." The midwife announced with a large grin as she handed Harry scissors to cut the umbilical cord. "You have a perfect baby-"
(Suffer people suffer!)
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(I love you people who appreciate my cliffhangers)
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(Okay here goes nothing)
"-Girl."
The assistant handed Katherine the first born twin and handed Harry the second born one,
"They're beautiful." Hermione said, looking at the baby in Harry's arms.
"Thank you." Harry said.
Jamea sauntered into the room. "Well?" He asked.
"They're both girls." Hermione announced.
The color drained from Jamea's face. "Girls?" Girls meant Barbies and Barbies meant play pretend and play pretend meant play barber shop and play barber shop led to disasters.
"Yes, aren't they beautiful?" Katherine crooned. Jamea nodded stiffly.
"Sure are."
"What will you name them?" Hermione wanted to know.
"It's up to Harry." Katherine said, looking irritable. "He won the bet, saying it'd be a girl. But he only gets to name one because we weren't counting on twins…Jamea?"
"Yes mother?"
"Do you want to name her?" She said, gesturing to the baby in her arms. Jamea's mouth went dry. He nodded, grinning for no apparent reason. "Good."
"What are you going to name her, Jam- Jam?" Rachel had joined them in the room. "I heard you talking from outside."
"I'm not sure yet." Jamea said. "I used to like the name Felicity. But I don't anymore."
"Kyle Lynn Potter." Harry decided.
"Ooh." Katherine purred. "That's weird, but I really like it."
Jamea liked it to, but decided to say nothing.
"So original!" Hermione said.
"Nobody will forget her." Ron said, hoisting Rachel onto his hip. Hermione was already holding another red haired child named Jonathan. He looked like Hermione with short curly red hair. She was already pregnant again. Rachel already claimed it was going to be another girl.
Jamea carefully picked up the baby in his mother's arms and looked at her. "Hello." He said softly. "My name is Jamea. You're my baby sister."
"What are you going to name her?" Rachel persisted.
"I don't know yet, okay?" Jamea said loudly. The baby began to fuss at the noise and he whispered words into her ear that calmed her down. "Amanda. Her name is Amanda. Amanda Nicole."
"I love it." Katherine said and took both the babies in her arms.
Harry ruffled Jamea's hair affectionately. Jamea realized he didn't mind it as much anymore.
"You made me proud tonight, Jamea." He said. "And I mean that. Most kids wouldn't have handled any of that nearly as well as you did."
"Thanks." Jamea said. Harry smiled at him and went over to Katherine who kissed his cheek. He kissed her back. Katherine beckoned to Jamea. He walked over to her and she kissed him on the brow.
"I'm so glad you are okay." She said. "I was so worried about you."
Jamea, feeling at peace kissed her cheek without even thinking about it. "I'm fine."
"I know." Katherine said, touched. He hadnt kissed her since he was a small toddler. It used to make her sad, she thought he did love her at times. But now she felt a stream of warm affections for him.
Jamea looked around him. The Weasley family had gone from the room so they could be alone. Harry was holding a baby- Amanda- and was whispering words in the baby's ear. Kyle was resting on her mother's chest. Katherine was fast asleep. Jamea smiled and took Kyle into his arms. Briefly she opened her eyes to reveal a bright green. Then she yawned, revealing a toothless mouth. Kyle was asleep in Jamea's arms now and Harry had put Amanda back in the little plastic bed the hospital used for new babies. It was perfect.
Harry watched his son out of the corner of his eye. He was singing softly into the baby's ear. He must have gotten the musical talent from his mother, seeing as Harry had none. Kyle had fallen asleep in Jamea's arms and Jamea slowly walked over to the plastic beds and put her down in the empty one.
The baby began to cry when she was out of his arms. Katherine woke up. Jamea quickly picked the baby up again and began singing:
"Hush now my baby,
Be still love, don't cry
Close your eyes as you drift off to sleep.
Sleep and remember
This sweet lullaby.
And I'll be with you while you dream."
The baby was asleep again. Harry knew that Jamea would be a wonderful father someday. And then a sudden thought struck him.
If Jamea got married- or just had a child Harry would be a grandfather. Harry settled on telling him of the dangerous female sex the moment they got home.
"Females aren't dangerous, dad." Jamea said, reading Harry's thoughts. Harry jumped. "And I wont ruin your image and have kids anytime soon, don't worry."
"How did you-"
"You aren't the only one with powers." Jamea said, feeling as though he had aged a great deal in seven hours. "So get used to it."
Harry knew by the look on Jamea's face that they weren't inferior anymore. Maybe now they could finally live a normal life. Harry chuckled and thought ~* Define normal. ~*
THE END
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"When is he going to be here again, Harry?" Katherine asked.
"Seven o'clock." Harry said. "And remember to set an extra place for the friend he's bringing along."
"Tell the girls to set the table. I'm still cooking."
"Sure thing." Harry said. He walked upstairs and rapped on the door.
"What?" Came unison voices.
"I need you two to set the table."
"You do it." They chimed.
"I cant." Harry said. "I've got to help your mother cook."
"Can't we just serve ourselves from the stove?" One said.
"And what kind of impression would that make on Jamea and his friend?"
"Jamea's coming over?" Kyle scrambled to the door and opened it. "Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously." Harry said. "So are you going to set the table or what?"
"We'll do it." Amanda said. "But only because Jamea's coming over."
"Good." Harry said. The seven-year-old girls followed him down the stairs. They were very easy to tell apart. Amanda had long curly black brown hair and Kyle had her hair strait quite short about to her chin. They both looked remarkably like Katherine except for the smiles and their eyes. Their hair was a mix of Harry and Katherine's.
They began setting the dining room table, making sure it was elegant and perfect. They loved Jamea. They didn't see him much, he was always gone with his work, but they savored every moment they had with him. He was their hero.
The doorbell rang and they scrambled to the door. Katherine beat them to it, opened the door and threw her arms around her son.
"Jamea!" She said and kissed his cheek.
"Hello mum." He said. They broke the hug. He pretended to look around. "Now where are my girls?"
They squealed. Jamea looked down.
"Jamea!" They cried at the same time and threw themselves on him.
"Hi Kyle! Hi Amanda!" Jamea said. He gave them both kisses on the head before leading a woman into the mudroom. "Do you remember Jamie?" He asked. They nodded and greeted her.
Harry greeted them when they moved into the main section of the house, wearing oven mitts. They shook hands warmly and sat down to dinner.
"Oh my god, this is so good." Jamie said after a few bites. "I mean, this is great!"
"Thank you." Katherine said. "It's nothing really."
"So Jamie, what do you do for a living?" Harry asked.
She blushed slightly and looked at him. For a forty something year- old he was still very young looking. "Oh- I- well I work for the Prophet." She said.
"Ah." Harry said. "Do you write or edit?"
"I write in the sports section with Jamea." She said. Harry nodded in approval.
"Do you both like it?" Katherine asked. They nodded.
"Of course we do!" Jamea said. "We get in free to every Quidditch match."
"That's cool." Harry said.
"Oh shut up dad, you get into every Quidditch match free too. You're in a lot of the matches too." Jamea said. Harry shrugged and grinned.
"It's still cool." He said frankly.
"I like it too." Jamie told Harry in a whisper.
Harry smiled at her and hoped that Jamea was dating this girl.
Jamea heard his father's thoughts and grinned. ~* I'll be more than dating her, come September. ~*
Katherine looked up from her food. What was Jamea talking about in his thoughts? ~* MORE than dating her come September? Did he mean to be open to interception of his thoughts? ~*
~* Jamea's engaged. ~* Kyle thought to Amanda. They giggled.
~* I was listening too. ~* Amanda admitted. ~* I think it's sweet. ~*
~* But boy cooties! ~* Kyle thought indignantly. ~* They'll get all over Jamie! ~*
Jamea stopped staring absently at Jamie and looked at his little sisters. ~* Are you saying I have cooties? ~*
~* Yes. ~* They thought to him at the same time.
~* I'm hurt. ~* Jamea said and clutched his heart, making Harry, Katherine and Jamie look at him oddly and Kyle and Amanda burst out in giggles.
"Am I missing something?" Kat wondered.
"I was going to ask the same thing." Jamie said.
"Me too." Harry said.
"Nothing." Jamea said and ruffled Amanda's hair. "You probably don't want to know."
They cleared the table and sat down in the living room. Jamie took one look at the clock and paled.
"Oh no!" She said. "I forgot! There's a Match I'm covering in 4 minutes. Oh no, oh no!"
"You should leave then." Jamea said.
"But what about-" Jamie protested.
"I'll tell them." Jamea said. "See you back at the flat later tonight okay?"
"Okay."
"Bye." Jamea said.
He gave her a hug.
She gave him a long kiss.
"Bye." She whispered and was gone.
"Oh baby!" Kyle crooned and kissed an imaginary person, making smacking and kissing sounds. Jamea blushed.
"Are you two living together?" Katherine wondered. "Hush, Kyle."
"Sorry mum." Kyle said and kissed Kat's cheek.
"Yes, we are." Jamea said. "I know I told you guys that."
"No." Harry said. "We've met her before, but you said she was just a friend."
"We've been dating since my sixth year!" Jamea said.
"Oh well, you didn't tell us that, now did you?" Katherine said. Jamea looked distraught. "Oh no Jamea, we aren't mad at you. No, we're happy for you!"
"Oh." Jamea said. "Okay then."
"She's nice." Kyle said. Jamea ginned and lifted her onto his lap. "I like her."
"I like her too, Kyle." Jamea said. Amanda nodded and he smiled at her. Amanda wasn't as outgoing as her sister. She was quiet and sweet. Kyle was blunt and a troublemaker. "I like her a lot, actually."
"Well?" Katherine asked, fidgety for the answer. "Do you think she's the one?"
"I asked her to marry me last week." Jamea said, blushing madly. "She said yes."
Harry smiled. "Congratulations!"
"Thanks dad." Jamea said.
"If you have kids, we'll be aunts!" Kyle squealed. Amanda blushed and giggled. "Aunt Kyle! I'll be aunt Kyle! I think that has a certain ring to it…"
Jamea laughed and lifted her off his lap. "I don't know if we'll have kids or not." He said. "We're not even married yet."
"Oh, please do!" Amanda said quietly.
Both girls looked at him with puppy faces. Jamea cracked a grin. "We'll see girls."
"Wait a few years." Harry said. "I'm still to young to be a grandfather. I don't know if I want to be for a long time."
"You are too concerned about your image, dad." Jamea said.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not, but can you picture me as a grandfather?" Harry said. "I'm not old and gray yet! It's not fair if you do!"
"Think how my dad felt, Harry." Katherine said. "He was a grandfather at 35 years."
"But he was gray be then!" Harry whined.
"Well." Jamea said and struggled to keep a straight face. "You may not be gray dad, but you are old."
Harry glared at him. "Why I out to-"
"What dad, hit me?" Jamea said cruelly.
Harry sighed. "Damn." He said. Kyle and Amanda giggled. "Foiled again!"
THE END
A/N: OMG you guys, this story is over! I want to cry and jump for joy all at the same time. I hate to tell you that there will be no sequel because of the certain lack of an evil character and the certain lack of a further plot. Special thanks to Malena and SEEKER_2000 for helping me out. Thank you ALL for reviewing my story, you rock! The best of the best for reviewing and all other things imaginable related to anything in the "Merlin's Heir Chronicles" go out to these people, in order:
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Harry concentrated on Voldemort, who continued to walk forward. "Go to hell, Voldemort. And this time, don't come back."
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"PUSH!" The midwife said loudly. "You can do it Kat!"
"I AM PUSHING DAMNIT!" Katherine screamed. "HARRY POTTER, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME!"
Ron, and Hermione, who were watching (with disgusted looks on their faces), burst out laughing.
"I'm sure he'll be here soon." Hermione said and continued to coach Kat's breathing. "He, he, who. He, he, who. He, he, who!"
"Come on Kat, almost done." Said Ron. "You can do it."
"GET ME A C- SECTION!" Katherine said. "He, he, who. He, he, who…"
"Here it comes!" The midwife said excitedly. "Congratulations Katherine, you have a beautiful baby- wait a second, wait a second! What have we got here?"
Katherine's contractions had not stopped.
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Jamea watched in silenced horror as Voldemort blew up into flames. He looked at his father who was grinning madly and mumbling, "Bring the flames, feed the pyre, hesitate not, construct the fire!" over and over and over again.
Was the whole world going insane? It certainly looked so to Jamea. And then suddenly the flames died down. A pile of ashes was all that was left of Voldemort.
Harry whooped. "Ha! Take that!" He kicked the pile of scoriae gleefully. Jamea's eyes widened.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
Harry looked at him. "Okay? Am I okay? Jesus, Joseph and Mary! I'm perfect! I could sing!"
"Don't." Jamea advised.
"Oh shut it. Damn." Harry said suddenly. "What I wouldn't do for an urn…"
"Why do you want to keep his ashes?" Jamea said in shock.
"Oh, well, the Ministry will probably want to put it in a museum… no. I don't want that. I want to throw his ashes everywhere and hope that if they are really spread out he won't be able to collect himself if he really is immortal."
"O-Kay." Jamea said. "You do that then."
"Damn." Harry said again. "What I wouldn't do for a good wind…"
Jamea grinned proudly. "I can help you with that?"
"How?" Harry asked, looking at him.
"Like this." Jamea pointed at the pile of remains and then, as if he were guiding traffic swooshed his arm in the direction of the mouth of the cave. The ashes blew out the mouth of the cave.
"Cool, huh?" Jamea said. Harry looked dumbstruck.
"Do it again." He said. "Only make it go farther away. Command it with your mind not your actions. It's easier."
Jamea raised an eyebrow but did as he was told. The winds came up again and scattered the ashes even farther out into the wilderness.
"Again." Harry said. Jamea did it again. And again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
"Can I stop now?" Jamea asked as he spread the ashes one again. "My head hurts."
"Yes, I'm sure he's gone." Harry said. "Now let's go." He walked out of the cave and then down the mountain until he reached the stables.
He started and looked at Jamea.
"Oh crap!" He said. "What am I gonna do with you? You don't know the passes like I do…well you're skinny enough. We'll both fit on her. Get on the horse Jamea."
Jamea looked at him like he was insane. "Get on a horse? Are you crazy?"
"No." Harry said. "It won't bite you. Get on."
Jamea found his leg wouldn't reach the stirrup. He felt helpless, childish and embarrassed as Harry helped him up onto the mare. He was beet red and murmured 'thanks' as Harry let go of him and swung up expertly onto the horse.
Harry grabbed the reins to the horse and smacked them gently on the horse's neck. "Giddy up." Harry said. The horse trotted out of the stable. "Hold on to me Jamea, we're gonna go fast now." He commanded. Jamea sheepishly latched his hands around Harry's waist.
Harry and Jamea hurtled down the mountain at an amazing pace. Jamea (still embarrassed about needing help getting onto a HORSE and then having to hold onto his father) thought it was rather like a theme park ride and when Harry did finally stop the horse, Jamea felt nauseated.
"Where did you learn to ride like that?" Jamea asked, clutching his stomach.
"I spent a year up here with your mother. This is where you were born, Jamea." Harry said stiffly. He led the horse back into its stable and went back over to Jamea.
"You did? What?" Jamea said. "That's the most dog shit I've ever heard. I was born at Mungo's!"
"Uh- no you weren't." Harry said. "Believe me. I remember your mother going into labor in the cave. So loud." He shuddered.
"What am I missing?"
"Voldemort captured your mother and I in our sixth year and brought us up here. He- uh- forced us to- um- have you. And I was so brainwashed by him that I carried out the order and got her pregnant with you."
"Why did Voldemort want mum?" Jamea asked. "She is-"
"Cyrena's heir." Harry said. "Oh god there is so much you don't know."
"Are you planning on enlightening me?" Jamea said exasperatedly.
"Yes." Harry said. "Later, we will tell you everything. Now, promise not to tell anybody I did this but-" Harry grabbed his son into a tight hug and whispered, "Off we go!" And they disapparated into the entrance of Mungo's hospital.
"Don't do that!" Jamea said and shoved him off.
"Sorry." Harry said and shrugged. "But I had to get us here somehow and you would have loved it so much more if I would have picked you up or held your hand, I'm sure."
"Shut up." Jamea said. Harry headed over to the receptionist.
"Where is Katherine Potter? I'm her husband." Harry said. "I want to see her."
"Room 305, west wing." The woman said.
"Come on Jamea, let's go see the miracle of life." Harry said with an odd lift in his voice and steered him down the hall and up an elevator.
They could hear Katherine cussing and screaming from the beginning of the hall. Harry paled, straitened his odd outfit and rushed into the room.
"HARRY!" She said, "You're here! What happened? Is Jamea okay?" She started yelling again.
"I'm here mum." Jamea said and looked at the bed she was on and then wretched, seeing a very unpleasant sight. "That's disgusting. I'm leaving!" They all laughed and Harry went to Kat's side, murmuring comforting words into her ear.
"Why is this taking so long?" Harry asked the assistant midwife.
"Well she just dropped the first child only twenty minutes ago." He said.
"The first child?" Harry's head spun. "You mean there's more than one?"
"Twins, I'd say." The assistant said. "You've got a baby girl over in the corner."
Harry grinned and went over to the baby and picked her up. She had Harry's nose and Katherine's jaw line. The rest he couldn't tell because her eyes were closed and her mouth was open because she was asleep.
"I won the bet." Harry said and grinned.
"SHUT UP HARRY!" Katherine called. "I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THIS RIGHT NOW!"
"Almost there Kat!" Said the midwife.
Katherine nodded and gave an almighty scream and the midwife caught the screaming baby in her arms.
"Congratulations Katherine and Harry." The midwife announced with a large grin as she handed Harry scissors to cut the umbilical cord. "You have a perfect baby-"
(Suffer people suffer!)
(I don't think you've suffered enough yet. This is my idea of a cliffhanger in the last chapter…you knew I had too)
(I love you people who appreciate my cliffhangers)
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(Okay here goes nothing)
"-Girl."
The assistant handed Katherine the first born twin and handed Harry the second born one,
"They're beautiful." Hermione said, looking at the baby in Harry's arms.
"Thank you." Harry said.
Jamea sauntered into the room. "Well?" He asked.
"They're both girls." Hermione announced.
The color drained from Jamea's face. "Girls?" Girls meant Barbies and Barbies meant play pretend and play pretend meant play barber shop and play barber shop led to disasters.
"Yes, aren't they beautiful?" Katherine crooned. Jamea nodded stiffly.
"Sure are."
"What will you name them?" Hermione wanted to know.
"It's up to Harry." Katherine said, looking irritable. "He won the bet, saying it'd be a girl. But he only gets to name one because we weren't counting on twins…Jamea?"
"Yes mother?"
"Do you want to name her?" She said, gesturing to the baby in her arms. Jamea's mouth went dry. He nodded, grinning for no apparent reason. "Good."
"What are you going to name her, Jam- Jam?" Rachel had joined them in the room. "I heard you talking from outside."
"I'm not sure yet." Jamea said. "I used to like the name Felicity. But I don't anymore."
"Kyle Lynn Potter." Harry decided.
"Ooh." Katherine purred. "That's weird, but I really like it."
Jamea liked it to, but decided to say nothing.
"So original!" Hermione said.
"Nobody will forget her." Ron said, hoisting Rachel onto his hip. Hermione was already holding another red haired child named Jonathan. He looked like Hermione with short curly red hair. She was already pregnant again. Rachel already claimed it was going to be another girl.
Jamea carefully picked up the baby in his mother's arms and looked at her. "Hello." He said softly. "My name is Jamea. You're my baby sister."
"What are you going to name her?" Rachel persisted.
"I don't know yet, okay?" Jamea said loudly. The baby began to fuss at the noise and he whispered words into her ear that calmed her down. "Amanda. Her name is Amanda. Amanda Nicole."
"I love it." Katherine said and took both the babies in her arms.
Harry ruffled Jamea's hair affectionately. Jamea realized he didn't mind it as much anymore.
"You made me proud tonight, Jamea." He said. "And I mean that. Most kids wouldn't have handled any of that nearly as well as you did."
"Thanks." Jamea said. Harry smiled at him and went over to Katherine who kissed his cheek. He kissed her back. Katherine beckoned to Jamea. He walked over to her and she kissed him on the brow.
"I'm so glad you are okay." She said. "I was so worried about you."
Jamea, feeling at peace kissed her cheek without even thinking about it. "I'm fine."
"I know." Katherine said, touched. He hadnt kissed her since he was a small toddler. It used to make her sad, she thought he did love her at times. But now she felt a stream of warm affections for him.
Jamea looked around him. The Weasley family had gone from the room so they could be alone. Harry was holding a baby- Amanda- and was whispering words in the baby's ear. Kyle was resting on her mother's chest. Katherine was fast asleep. Jamea smiled and took Kyle into his arms. Briefly she opened her eyes to reveal a bright green. Then she yawned, revealing a toothless mouth. Kyle was asleep in Jamea's arms now and Harry had put Amanda back in the little plastic bed the hospital used for new babies. It was perfect.
Harry watched his son out of the corner of his eye. He was singing softly into the baby's ear. He must have gotten the musical talent from his mother, seeing as Harry had none. Kyle had fallen asleep in Jamea's arms and Jamea slowly walked over to the plastic beds and put her down in the empty one.
The baby began to cry when she was out of his arms. Katherine woke up. Jamea quickly picked the baby up again and began singing:
"Hush now my baby,
Be still love, don't cry
Close your eyes as you drift off to sleep.
Sleep and remember
This sweet lullaby.
And I'll be with you while you dream."
The baby was asleep again. Harry knew that Jamea would be a wonderful father someday. And then a sudden thought struck him.
If Jamea got married- or just had a child Harry would be a grandfather. Harry settled on telling him of the dangerous female sex the moment they got home.
"Females aren't dangerous, dad." Jamea said, reading Harry's thoughts. Harry jumped. "And I wont ruin your image and have kids anytime soon, don't worry."
"How did you-"
"You aren't the only one with powers." Jamea said, feeling as though he had aged a great deal in seven hours. "So get used to it."
Harry knew by the look on Jamea's face that they weren't inferior anymore. Maybe now they could finally live a normal life. Harry chuckled and thought ~* Define normal. ~*
THE END
~* ~* ~* ~* ~* ~* Epilogue ~* ~* ~* ~* ~*
"When is he going to be here again, Harry?" Katherine asked.
"Seven o'clock." Harry said. "And remember to set an extra place for the friend he's bringing along."
"Tell the girls to set the table. I'm still cooking."
"Sure thing." Harry said. He walked upstairs and rapped on the door.
"What?" Came unison voices.
"I need you two to set the table."
"You do it." They chimed.
"I cant." Harry said. "I've got to help your mother cook."
"Can't we just serve ourselves from the stove?" One said.
"And what kind of impression would that make on Jamea and his friend?"
"Jamea's coming over?" Kyle scrambled to the door and opened it. "Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously." Harry said. "So are you going to set the table or what?"
"We'll do it." Amanda said. "But only because Jamea's coming over."
"Good." Harry said. The seven-year-old girls followed him down the stairs. They were very easy to tell apart. Amanda had long curly black brown hair and Kyle had her hair strait quite short about to her chin. They both looked remarkably like Katherine except for the smiles and their eyes. Their hair was a mix of Harry and Katherine's.
They began setting the dining room table, making sure it was elegant and perfect. They loved Jamea. They didn't see him much, he was always gone with his work, but they savored every moment they had with him. He was their hero.
The doorbell rang and they scrambled to the door. Katherine beat them to it, opened the door and threw her arms around her son.
"Jamea!" She said and kissed his cheek.
"Hello mum." He said. They broke the hug. He pretended to look around. "Now where are my girls?"
They squealed. Jamea looked down.
"Jamea!" They cried at the same time and threw themselves on him.
"Hi Kyle! Hi Amanda!" Jamea said. He gave them both kisses on the head before leading a woman into the mudroom. "Do you remember Jamie?" He asked. They nodded and greeted her.
Harry greeted them when they moved into the main section of the house, wearing oven mitts. They shook hands warmly and sat down to dinner.
"Oh my god, this is so good." Jamie said after a few bites. "I mean, this is great!"
"Thank you." Katherine said. "It's nothing really."
"So Jamie, what do you do for a living?" Harry asked.
She blushed slightly and looked at him. For a forty something year- old he was still very young looking. "Oh- I- well I work for the Prophet." She said.
"Ah." Harry said. "Do you write or edit?"
"I write in the sports section with Jamea." She said. Harry nodded in approval.
"Do you both like it?" Katherine asked. They nodded.
"Of course we do!" Jamea said. "We get in free to every Quidditch match."
"That's cool." Harry said.
"Oh shut up dad, you get into every Quidditch match free too. You're in a lot of the matches too." Jamea said. Harry shrugged and grinned.
"It's still cool." He said frankly.
"I like it too." Jamie told Harry in a whisper.
Harry smiled at her and hoped that Jamea was dating this girl.
Jamea heard his father's thoughts and grinned. ~* I'll be more than dating her, come September. ~*
Katherine looked up from her food. What was Jamea talking about in his thoughts? ~* MORE than dating her come September? Did he mean to be open to interception of his thoughts? ~*
~* Jamea's engaged. ~* Kyle thought to Amanda. They giggled.
~* I was listening too. ~* Amanda admitted. ~* I think it's sweet. ~*
~* But boy cooties! ~* Kyle thought indignantly. ~* They'll get all over Jamie! ~*
Jamea stopped staring absently at Jamie and looked at his little sisters. ~* Are you saying I have cooties? ~*
~* Yes. ~* They thought to him at the same time.
~* I'm hurt. ~* Jamea said and clutched his heart, making Harry, Katherine and Jamie look at him oddly and Kyle and Amanda burst out in giggles.
"Am I missing something?" Kat wondered.
"I was going to ask the same thing." Jamie said.
"Me too." Harry said.
"Nothing." Jamea said and ruffled Amanda's hair. "You probably don't want to know."
They cleared the table and sat down in the living room. Jamie took one look at the clock and paled.
"Oh no!" She said. "I forgot! There's a Match I'm covering in 4 minutes. Oh no, oh no!"
"You should leave then." Jamea said.
"But what about-" Jamie protested.
"I'll tell them." Jamea said. "See you back at the flat later tonight okay?"
"Okay."
"Bye." Jamea said.
He gave her a hug.
She gave him a long kiss.
"Bye." She whispered and was gone.
"Oh baby!" Kyle crooned and kissed an imaginary person, making smacking and kissing sounds. Jamea blushed.
"Are you two living together?" Katherine wondered. "Hush, Kyle."
"Sorry mum." Kyle said and kissed Kat's cheek.
"Yes, we are." Jamea said. "I know I told you guys that."
"No." Harry said. "We've met her before, but you said she was just a friend."
"We've been dating since my sixth year!" Jamea said.
"Oh well, you didn't tell us that, now did you?" Katherine said. Jamea looked distraught. "Oh no Jamea, we aren't mad at you. No, we're happy for you!"
"Oh." Jamea said. "Okay then."
"She's nice." Kyle said. Jamea ginned and lifted her onto his lap. "I like her."
"I like her too, Kyle." Jamea said. Amanda nodded and he smiled at her. Amanda wasn't as outgoing as her sister. She was quiet and sweet. Kyle was blunt and a troublemaker. "I like her a lot, actually."
"Well?" Katherine asked, fidgety for the answer. "Do you think she's the one?"
"I asked her to marry me last week." Jamea said, blushing madly. "She said yes."
Harry smiled. "Congratulations!"
"Thanks dad." Jamea said.
"If you have kids, we'll be aunts!" Kyle squealed. Amanda blushed and giggled. "Aunt Kyle! I'll be aunt Kyle! I think that has a certain ring to it…"
Jamea laughed and lifted her off his lap. "I don't know if we'll have kids or not." He said. "We're not even married yet."
"Oh, please do!" Amanda said quietly.
Both girls looked at him with puppy faces. Jamea cracked a grin. "We'll see girls."
"Wait a few years." Harry said. "I'm still to young to be a grandfather. I don't know if I want to be for a long time."
"You are too concerned about your image, dad." Jamea said.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not, but can you picture me as a grandfather?" Harry said. "I'm not old and gray yet! It's not fair if you do!"
"Think how my dad felt, Harry." Katherine said. "He was a grandfather at 35 years."
"But he was gray be then!" Harry whined.
"Well." Jamea said and struggled to keep a straight face. "You may not be gray dad, but you are old."
Harry glared at him. "Why I out to-"
"What dad, hit me?" Jamea said cruelly.
Harry sighed. "Damn." He said. Kyle and Amanda giggled. "Foiled again!"
THE END
A/N: OMG you guys, this story is over! I want to cry and jump for joy all at the same time. I hate to tell you that there will be no sequel because of the certain lack of an evil character and the certain lack of a further plot. Special thanks to Malena and SEEKER_2000 for helping me out. Thank you ALL for reviewing my story, you rock! The best of the best for reviewing and all other things imaginable related to anything in the "Merlin's Heir Chronicles" go out to these people, in order:
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