Harry Potter and the Pregnancy Potion Chapter 4: Doctor's Appointment

Disclaimer: No. I do not own it. I'm just a bored fanfic author who doesn't want to study for her exams.

And here comes Chapter 4. My third chapter in one day. Now that's something. I don't know when I'll be able to post these though. Probably this weekend.

Doctor's appointment in this one. My evil plan for Ron will be revealed. And don't you think it's nasty that Neville is going to have the easiest pregnancy of all of them?

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Month 3

"I'm glad we got these maternity robes early. It's already getting impossible to fit into my old clothes." Harry said to Ron in early January. The Christmas holidays had come and gone and everyone had settled back into the normal routine of schoolwork and homework. Hermione had kindly sent everyone, including Draco and Professor Snape, copies of the book "Male Pregnancy: What to expect" by Joseph Wimblebinget, a man who had gone through it himself and now had a daughter of three-years-old. Other gifts had included sweets for everyone, "Flying With The Cannons, Vol. 2" from Fred and George for Harry and Ron, and Professor Snape, in a spontaneous act of goodwill, had brewed everyone up a potion to get rid of morning sickness, much to their delight.

"Hmmm." Said Ron distractedly, as he thought longingly of tomato-sauce covered chocolate frogs and avocado flavoured Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans.

"Hi, d'you mind if I sit here? I'm really getting sick of the other Slytherins laughing and pointing at me." Came Draco's voice from behind them.

Harry and Ron looked around at the other Gryffindors for their consent, and when they received a general vote of approval, Harry conjured up a chair for the blonde.

"Thanks." Said Draco, smiling at them and sitting. "They really are a bunch of immature gits. Don't know how I managed to survive sitting with them for seven years. You guys are so lucky. It sucks being the only Slytherin besides the teacher who's pregnant

Hermione joined them a few minutes later. "Morning. Oh, hello Draco." She said, sitting next to Ron.

"Hi Hermione. Thanks for that book. It was really nice of you." Draco said.

"Oh, no problem." Hermione said, blushing slightly.

At that moment a flurry of wings alerted them as several hundred owls flew in through the rafters carrying letters and parcels for their owners. Harry singled out his owl, Hedwig, immediately as she was the only snowy owl visible. She swooped down over the Gryffindor table and landed in front of Harry, narrowly missing his bowl of corn flakes. She hooted at him happily and he untied the message on her leg.

A barn owl had arrived for Draco and hooted irritatedly at him when it found the boy at the wrong table, which had caused it to fly around searching for him, and a few people had giggled at it from other tables.

Harry finished reading his letter a few moments before Draco and Ron did. They apparently all said the same thing for all of them paled visibly: They were scheduled for a doctor's appointment right after breakfast.

For some reason, none of the pregnant boys found their food very appetising any more.

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They waited apprehensively in the hospital wing, dreading the moment when Madam Pomfrey would arrive and examine them. They almost fainted when she did arrive, mostly because of the fact that, in addition to Professor Dumbledore, there was also a tall thin woman in her twenties with long legs, full lips, large brown eyes and even larger breasts accompanying her. The boys gaped.

"Boys, this is Doctor Janet Kingsby. She's a trained gynaecologist who has delivered several male pregnancies. You'll be in good hands with her.

"But.but.she's a.she's a WOMAN!" Sirius cried.

Janet smiled. "Yes, I had noticed. Now, I want you all to get into some hospital gowns. Don't worry," She added, seeing their horrified expressions, "I'll leave the room while you change. And you can keep your underwear on."

They did as she asked, before lying down on the eight beds that had been placed side-by-side.

"This is humiliating." Severus groaned.

"For once I agree with you, Severus." Sirius replied. "I hope they don't have any evil instruments."

"W-w-what.what kind.of.of evil.evil instru-instruments?" squeaked Neville, who seemed to have turned into Professor Quirrel, their DADA teacher from their first year, who also had a bad stammer.

"I dunno. Probes, needles."

Everyone paled.

Dr Kingsby popped back into the room. "Ah, are you all ready? Good." She said, without waiting for an answer which would have most certainly been 'no'. She bustled over to Sirius's bed. "Let's start with you, shall we?" She said, smiling sweetly and clearly enjoying herself. She whipped out a large purple machine with what seemed like a large stethoscope attached to it. It was a small box situated on top of a screen, and it looked very much like a Muggle ultrasound.

Sirius eyed it warily. "What is that thing?"

"Oh, This is an Expectoscope to check on the development of the foetuses. This will allow you to see pictures of your babies." Janet said airily.

"Really?" Draco asked, eyes wide.

Janet smiled at him. "Yes, and since this is your first time, it'll be really special." She noticed Neville still looking worried. "And you don't have to worry, Mr Longbottom. This doesn't hurt a bit."

She hoisted up Sirius's gown, leaving his belly exposed. He blushed profusely at the sniggers he received as the others caught sight of his teddy-bear boxer shorts. They stopped when Janet glared at them. She positioned the stethoscope part on Sirius's midsection and an image began to form on the screen.

There were gasps of amazement as the picture became clearer. The baby was visible, but blurry, like a television with bad reception. It still looked more like a fish embryo but they could all see the heart beating strongly quite clearly. Sirius's face took on a look of absolute adoration as he viewed his child for the first time. Severus also stared in wonder at the little miracle.

"It's so tiny." Sirius whispered, as if any noise might wake it.

Janet smiled. "At this moment in time, all of your babies are about an inch- and-a-half long. They're going to increase in size by at least twelve times before they're born."

And so it went on. She visited Severus next, then Seamus and Dean who held hands across the gap in the beds, then to Draco and Harry who also held hands, much to the amazement of the others in the room. Neville was next, and his nervous, childish face took on more of an adult look. Ron was last. His picture was completely different to the others. Mostly because there were two foetuses, not one. His mouth hung open when he saw, as did everyone else's.

Janet positively beamed. "Isn't that wonderful! Twins! And if you look over here, you'll see they share a placenta. That means they're identical! You're a very lucky young man!"

Ron stared at her like she was mad. "You have to be kidding me. One was bad enough, but two?" Tears rolled down his face. "It's bad enough knowing how hard it's going to be taking care of one new baby when you're stone broke and haven't got any source of income but your parents. How am I going to raise two children on my own."

Neville looked over at him. "I'm going to help you support them. They're my kids too, you know."

Ron sniffed. "Thanks Nev. Ugh, damn mood swings." He wiped his eyes.

"Um, Doc? Is it possible to tell the sex of the babies yet?" Dean asked hopefully.

Janet shook her head. "Not yet. But you'll have another exam in about two months and then we'll be able to tell. You're all free to go."

Everyone got off the beds and gratefully changed into their own clothes. Ron was the last one out, and he was surprised to be stopped by Dumbledore.

"If you have any problems with money, Mr Weasely, just ask. After all, it's the school's fault you're in this mess."

Ron smiled slightly. "Thanks Professor."

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And that's Chapter 4 done. Wow, I'm moving quickly. I mean, I started Chapter 2 last night. ^_^ By tomorrow night I'll probably have finished up to chapter 6. ^_^

What did you think of poor Ron's dilemma? It was supposed to be funny but. the muses didn't think so. And it's very difficult to argue with sixteen people. Anyway, he's a Weasley. They're SUPPOSED to have lots of kids. Might as well get Ron off to a good start.

And now, I must go and find more plot bunnies for this. The boys moving into their fourth month folks. And now we're going to see what happens in LESSONS! You didn't think they'd be let off just because they're pregnant did you?