Harry Potter and the Pregnancy Potion Chapter 5: Life, School and Everything Else

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine Nor will it ever be See, I've added my disclaimer And now you can't sue me!

Here it is! Chapter 5! And I've only just finished writing the end notes of Chapter 4 so this is getting kinda sad. And before you ask, no I don't have a life. If I did, I wouldn't have spent most of the day writing a crazy fanfic. I've gone from 1182 words in Chapter 1 to 6228 in just three chapters and 1 day. *Feels proud of herself*.

By the way, if I make mistakes when it comes to the weather in terms of the months, I'm sorry. I live in the Southern Hemisphere and we celebrate Christmas in mid-Summer.

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Month 4

Harry sat in his usual group with Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean in Divination. The warm classroom should have been a blessing considering how cold the rest of the castle was, it being only mid-February. But the stuffiness of it, combined with the strange smells emanating from the fire and the fact that strange atmospheric factors made him feel distinctly uncomfortable in his current condition, Harry wished he could leave and go sleep in his nice warm bed.

"Today," Said Professor Trelawney in her strange mystical voice, "Marks the start of a new journey into the secrets of Tarot," She looked around at the class's reactions. Lavender Brown and Parvatti Patil looked at the teacher with a great deal of reverence and awe, while the rest of the class simply looked bored. "I have some packs of cards, enough for one per table. If one person from each group could come and collect." She waved one heavily- bangled arm in the direction of a neatly packed pile of small boxes

Harry got to his feet and walked over to the pile. Lavender popped up in front of him. "Here. I grabbed you guys a box. Save you the trip." She handed him a pack of cards that was not dissimilar to ordinary playing cards.

Harry grinned at her. "Thanks Lavender. That's really nice of you."

Lavender went and joined Parvatti at their usual table and the two of them immediately began admiring their own stack of cards.

Harry returned to his own group by the window, to find Professor Trelawney already waiting for him. He groaned inwardly; this was not going to be fun.

Professor Trelawney took the cards from him and laid them out in a pile, explaining to them what each card was. Then she told Harry to select some cards. It was not surprising when the main card turned up as Death, the skull head leering up at him unpleasantly. Professor Trelawney gave a small shriek and sank into the couch nearest the table. The group of boys rolled their eyes at each other.

"Oh, my poor, dear boy." Trelawney gasped, staring in horror at the Death card.

"What is it, Professor?" Parvatti Patil asked, peeking over the woman's shoulder at Harry's spread.

"She's just predicting my death again." Said Harry in a bored tone, before turning to look out the window.

"No, dear Harry. It is not your death that is depicted in these cards." She met his gaze painfully. "I'm afraid it is the death of the one you care most for, even though it is not yet born."

Harry's eyes widened, then narrowed in anger. He jumped to his feet. "You shut up!"

The class was silent.

"It's fine that you keep predicting my death, you old fraud! But you just stay the hell away from my child! You leave him out of it! Do you hear me?!" His voice had risen to a scream and he stormed out of the trapdoor, leaving the class in stunned silence.

"You really shouldn't have said that to him, Professor. He's incredibly protective of those around him." Ron said, glaring at the teacher.

*

Harry, meanwhile, had gone to the only place he felt he could truly get away: The lake. It wasn't all that pleasant with his feet sinking in the snow, causing his socks to get wet under his shoes. The air was frigid, and his breath curled away in wisps of steam. Every now and then, the still surface of the water would be broken by something beneath it; a Grindylow or the Giant Squid for instance. Off to his right, the Forbidden Forest began and stretched off for a few miles, the dark evergreen branches covered in a coating of snow. On his left, far behind him, smoke rose from the chimney of Hagrid's hut.

Harry sniffed and wiped some tears away with the back of his sleeve. His other hand rested on the slight lump that was showing on his midsection. Why did Professor Trelawney always try to make his life miserable? Had she realised, at last, that Harry was completely unperturbed by her incessant predictions of his death, and now chose to make his unborn child the object of her sick jokes?

Footsteps sounded behind him, crunching in the snow. Harry turned to see Draco coming towards him.

"Thought you might be here." The blonde said, coming to stand beside him. "You've been missing for ages. It's lunch now. You missed Potions."

Harry ignored him, still staring out blankly over the lake.

"Ron told me what happened in Divination." Draco went on, "You shouldn't listen to her. Everyone knows she's a fake."

Harry closed his eyes painfully, before turning to face the other boy. "It's not just that. She's been getting at me for four years now, seeing my death in everything. I know she's lying about it but. when she started on the baby I just lost it."

Draco tentatively put an arm around the dark-haired boy's shoulders. "Maybe you should speak to McGonagall, or Dumbledore. They'll get her to stop." He grinned. "Better yet, go to Snape! He'll show her."

Harry smiled slightly. "You know, it's weird." He said, looking out over the lake once more.

Draco's brow furrowed. "What is?"

"For six years, we hated each other more than anyone could have thought possible. Now anyone who saw us would swear we were best friends."

"I wish it could be more." Draco said, also staring out at the water, a faint blush colouring his cheeks.

Harry's eyes widened, and he stared at the slightly shorter boy.

Draco turned to face him. "Harry, I'm going to do something. Please, don't be angry. I just." He reached up and cupped Harry's face in his hands, before bringing the other's head down to meet his. He pressed his lips to Harry's, silently praying that this would not totally destroy the bond the two had developed in the last four months. To his shock, and his joy, he felt Harry respond to the kiss and wrap his arms around him. They stood like that for a while, even after they broke the kiss, in silence, enjoying their shared warmth.

*

Harry groaned at the huge pile of Potions homework that Snape presented him with after he had apologised for missing the lesson.

"I would normally have given you more, Potter. But I understand the circumstances better that I would normally have." Snape said. Was that a.twinkle.in his eye? And was he SMILING?! "This will be on my desk at the beginning of tomorrow's lesson. Or I might not be so kind."

Harry mentally added this amount to what he already had: A two-roll essay on transforming cats into birds for Transfiguration and the thirty questions on page 358 of "Charms for Seventh Years" for Charms. Not forgetting another essay of two rolls of parchment entitled "Vampires - Where They Lurk and How to Stop Them" for Defence Against the Dark Arts. He was going to be up all night.

Half an hour later found Harry at his desk, just beginning his Potions homework, when Hermione poked her head round the door.

"Hi. Mind if I come in?"

Harry looked up and grinned at her. "Yeah, sure. You can help me with this Potions homework. Why did he give me so much?"

Hermione sat down on the bed next to the desk. "Well, you shouldn't have skipped the lesson."

"I wasn't aware of how much time was passing. I was by the lake." Harry said as Hermione had a look at the homework ("write an essay of three parchment rolls about the importance of having the right ingredients for a potion").

"I know. But in this weather, you could have frozen to death. You should think of the baby, you know." Hermione said, regretting the words as soon as they were out of her mouth, for Harry whirled on her, eyes blazing.

"I WAS THINKING ABOUT HIM! THAT'S ALL I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT FOR THE LAST FOUR-AND-A-HALF MONTHS, HERMIONE! That's why I stormed off today, after Divination." Harry's voice quietened slightly after his initial outburst.

Hermione nodded. "I heard about what happened. The whole school's talking about what you said to Professor Trelawney. Which reminds me, Professor McGonagall wants to see you tomorrow morning in her office after breakfast."

"Oh wonderful." Harry said sarcastically, dipping his quill into a pot of black ink and proceeding to write out his essay.

"I don't think she's angry, Harry. Not much anyway. Besides, whenever you guys have outbursts like that, they're always attributed to mood swings. Speaking of which, how are you holding up?" Hermione

Harry put his quill down, then picked it up again and began nibbling on the end. "Alright. I feel like my body isn't mine any more, and my emotions are up and down like a yo-yo, but.I love him all the same."

"Him?" Hermione asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Huh? Oh, well, the baby's getting bigger and I can feel him moving around. It's really faint but.it just makes him more real, and I couldn't go on calling him "it". And it really feels like I'm going to have a boy so..." He trailed off, blushing. "It's silly, but Draco agrees with me. He's been feeling it, too. He's convinced he's having a girl."

"How do you know?"

"Father's intuition, I guess." Harry chuckled.

"Have you thought of any names yet?"

"Well, for mine, Alex. Alexander James, if it is a boy, Alexandra Lily if it's a girl." Harry smiled. It had been Draco's idea to include the names of Harry's parents. "And Draco likes Sam. Samuel or Samantha, no second name."

"They're lovely. And Draco seems to be a much nicer person lately."

"Fatherhood seems to be agreeing with him. We've become quite good friends." Harry smiled, thinking about the kiss on the shore of the lake.

Hermione smiled knowingly. "Is that all you are?"

Harry stared at her in shock.

"Oh come on, Harry. The two of you are acting like Seamus and Dean when they tried to keep it a secret. Besides, I saw you two at the lake."

Harry blushed as bright as the scarlet hangings on his bed. "You. saw.?"

"Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me."

Harry smiled. "But how are you guys. I haven't seen that much of everyone lately. Especially Ron. How's he coping? Have you seen him?"

Hermione sighed. "He's OK. The news he was having twins hit him hard. His mother's delighted though. She can't wait for more grandchildren, especially after Percy and Penelope's first."

"That sounds like her. Well, I really have to get on. I have that whole pile due for the next two days, and I'm going to have more to do tomorrow." Harry said.

"Oh, that's alright. I just wanted to talk." Hermione smiled, stood and walked out of the room and Harry went back to his essays.

*

Harry knocked tentatively on Professor McGonagall's door.

"Enter!" Came the sharp voice.

Harry opened the door, a feeling of doom settling in his stomach as it always had when he had to meet the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts. "Um.Hermione said you wanted to see me?" He asked, hoping for a "no" answer.

"Why yes, Mr Potter. I have something quite important to discuss with you."

"Please Professor, if this is about what happened yesterday in Divination."

"No, it's not about that. I have heard the full story from your classmates and your reaction was quite justified. No, what I have to say is much more serious. Close the door and sit down, please." The woman looked rather strained.

Harry shut the door lightly and sat in the chair in front of McGonagall's desk, looking apprehensive.

"Potter.You Know Who has been sighted near Hogwarts."

"Vo.Voldemort." Harry said faintly, one hand clutching the arm rests of the chair, the other moving automatically over his stomach. He felt the faint rustle of the baby moving inside him, as if it too felt afraid.

"Now, while you are in Hogwarts, you are safe. This is why, we are arranging for you, and the others, to remain at Hogwarts over the summer holidays, at least until your children are born."

Harry felt relieved. There was no place he felt safer at than at Hogwarts. "That's alright, Professor. The Dursleys won't miss me. They never want to see me again."

"We suspected as much, Mr Potter. But you mustn't take this lightly. Extra security measures are being put up all over this area. People are very afraid. Any shopping you need to do will be done via the school, so no one need leave the school grounds."

"I appreciate the warning, Professor, but why aren't you telling the whole school?"

"Because we feel he has returned to try and get to you first. He still feels threatened by you, despite the fact that it is almost impossible for you to harm him any more. We shall tell the school in good time. You may go, unless there are any questions you wish to ask?"

"No, thank you Professor."

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Chapter 5 finished. Professor Trelawney's a bitch ne? But don't worry, her prediction won't come true, but I'm planning on having her feature in quite an important role later on. And Voldy will only appear later, although there will be a lot of talk and fear about him.

More ultrasounds next! We find out the genders of the babies! And I'll try focus a bit more on the others, and what's going on in their minds.

And Harry and Draco finally kissed! That wasn't meant to happen just yet, but then, I'm just writing as words come into my head.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have two History tests tomorrow and I need to go have my bath and get to bed. I doubt I'll have much time to write until this weekend. And the plot bunnies nibble even harder at that thought. ~.~