CHAPTER THREE: It Starts (Weeks Five - Ten)
Other than the daily visits to Madam Pomfrey, the four teen's lives were normal. They'd received their parenting and pregnancy books and had decided to read only for the week they were on. Soon it had been five weeks, and their books were becoming much more interesting. They found out that the babies inside of them were now finally the size of an apple seed. They were in Potions when Harry first started having symptoms of his pregnancy.
"Now by adding Glods blood to the pig intestines you will find that...Mr. Potter are you paying attention?" Snape slammed down his fist on his table and glared at a very green faced Harry. Harry quickly nodded in reply.
"I-I think I need to go and see Madam Pomfrey, I'm not feeling so..." He was interrupted by a second wave of nausea. Quickly getting up Harry ran from the classroom. Hermione and Ron ran behind him. Draco, not wanting to attract attention to himself, watched them leave. Harry ran to the nearest bathroom where he started to throw back up everything he had ate for breakfast that day. Following him into the boy's bathroom, Hermione held his head until he was done, Ron handed him a towel.
"S-Sorry." Harry said shakily, as he accepted the towel.
"No problem, we knew this could start this week."
"But the book said morning sickness, and it's almost noon." Harry complained.
"Well if you read "Pregnancies and You", you'd know that morning sickness doesn't only come during the mornings. Now let's get you to Madam Pomfrey, she's going to want to know that you've started this part." They walked slowly along to the Hospital Wing. As they came through the door they noticed Dumbledore and McGonagall talking to the nurse about another patient. They'd just noticed the trio when Hermione suddenly bolted for the hospital bathroom. Harry and Ron followed to help while she too started throwing up. Before she could finish however, Harry was sitting against the toilet next to her regurgitating again. Ron stayed with Hermione, holding her hair back, while McGonagall who had followed them in held Harry up, keeping him from falling face first into the toilet bowl.
"Ah, it starts." Madam Pomfrey chuckled as she helped them up, and got them into nightclothes until they could get something else for them to wear. "So is this your first bout of sickness, then?"
"My second. I just finished being sick around ten minutes ago, that's why we came here; this is Hermione's first." Harry explained, as he lay down on a bed. Madam Pomfrey nodded and placed a hand on Harry's head, before doing the same to Hermione.
"Very good, no fever looks to be a simple case of morning sickness then. I'll give the two of you some potions to keep it at bay. You'll have to come here and take them after dinner every evening, but they will keep the sickness at a bare minimum. If it gets too bad; you will have to stay here, and do your lessons here, so I suggest you take the potion. Ron, when you start your morning sickness, I expect you here immediately. I'll start you on the potion too. Now, where is Mr. Malfoy?" She looked about as if she expected him to materialize at any moment.
"He's still in Potions." Ron explained.
"Very well, I'll explain all this to him when he comes for his daily check up. Now, while I have you here, let's get today's over with shall we?" With that they started their check up.
Ron started his morning sickness the first day of week six. Draco started two day's later. They all started to feel extra tired, and could often be found in the bathroom using the restroom, even Moaning Myrtle's toilet had been pressed into service. On Wednesday of week six they had some questions for Madam Pomfrey.
"Are we supposed to be so tired all the time?" Harry asked, yawning.
"Of course you are dear; it's all part of the pregnancy." The reply came quickly and definitely.
"What about eating? I'm eating a lot more then I normally do." Draco added.
"Ah, eating, you're eating for two now. It's time you went on a special diet really. You need lots of calcium, and lots of all the other vitamins, Folic acid and such. I'll talk to the house elves about giving you certain foods and drinks. You'll all need to start some sort of exercise routine. That's to keep you fit, and help you get back into shape after you have the baby."
"When'll we be able to tell if we are having a boy or a girl?" Ron asked, looking at his still flat stomach. "Exercise" didn't sound like it was going to be the sport, fun type of exercise either...
"Well, right now your baby is only about a quarter of an inch big, it's heart is just now starting to beat, and the organs are starting to develop. We won't be able to tell weather it's a boy or a girl until ten weeks, then the baby's lost it's tail, and has all it's organs."
"How are me, and Ron, and Draco going to feed our babies once we have them? I mean with Hermione, it's obvious, but we...don't." Harry's question petered out. It wasn't something you talked about without blushing.
"Ah, good question. Although nothing can replace a mother's breast milk, we can create some of our own, and feed it to the baby with a special type of bottle. We can discus that later though. How is the morning sickness coming along?"
"Oh, fine I guess, we still have to run to the bathroom every once in awhile, but not too often. The main problem is constantly having to pee." Ron complained.
"All very normal. All your teachers were made aware that this was part of your illness, and that they're not to take away house points if you suddenly have to run to the bathroom without getting permission."
The weeks started to pass much more quickly, by week eight, all four of them started getting stomach cramps as the baby started to really grow. The school was let out for Christmas break, and Draco went home promising to be back by week ten to find out the gender of the baby. When week nine came Ron, Hermione, and Harry threw a little party for themselves in an unused classroom.
"So why exactly are we celebrating again?" Ron asked through a mouthful of cookie crumbs.
"As of this week, our babies no longer have tails. That means they aren't called embryos. I hate that name, so that's a good thing. Now they are called fetus, which is a bit better I suppose. This is supposed to be a major turning point; I mean by next week, they'll look human, and we'll be able to find out whether they are boys or girls." Hermione explained, sipping her orange juice.
"Boy, these weeks have gone by fast. I mean, I expected them to be really slow. But most of the time I've completely forgotten I'm pregnant. It's just been, really normal." Harry remarked, laying back against the wall."
"Yeah, we still don't even look pregnant." Ron agreed looking down at himself.
"So, are you two going to find out the gender of your child?" Hermione asked.
"Yep, I am dying to know." Harry grinned.
"Yeah me too; what about you Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I'm not sure, a part of me wants to know, but another part wants it to be a surprise."
"Well it's up to you." Harry said as he stood up. He helped Hermione up, and they did a quick clean up spell before walking back to their house under Harry's invisibility cloak.
Week ten finally came and the group walked into the hospital wing nervously. Madam Pomfrey would look in their bellies to make sure everything was normal like she did every week, only this time she would be able to tell the baby's gender. Draco went first. He lay down on the bed and Madam Pomfrey placed a jelly looking substance all over his stomach. He flinched at the cold feeling. A tingling sensation ran across his belly and an image appeared above his body. She looked closely at the baby, and smiled.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you want to know the gender of your baby?" She asked.
"Sure, why not?"
"You're going to have a little girl." She smiled, and then rubbed the gel off his belly, causing the image to disappear. Draco smiled almost sweetly for a split second before jumping off the table. "Harry your next." Harry nodded nervously, lying down on the table. The same procedure was done and an image of the baby appeared. "And would you like to know the gender of your baby, Mr. Potter?" She asked.
"Please."
"You're having a boy." Harry grinned from ear to ear. "Mr. Weasley." Ron gulped and took Harry's spot. "Ron do you want..."
"Yes." Ron interrupted her, causing her to smile just slightly wider.
"Well then, you're also having a boy." Ron relaxed, and got off the table as soon as the gel was off. Hermione hopped up on the table and lay back. The gel was placed on her belly and the nurse paused for a moment. "Do you want to know, Miss. Granger?"
"Yes of course; I've decided if I am going to do any research on raising a child, I need to know the gender."
"Well, I haven't done a view of your stomach since week seven, and I've found quite a surprise."
"What? What's wrong with my baby?" Hermione asked fear streaking down her spine. Her eyes had gone round and wide with panic.
"Nothing! Calm down; you're having a boy and a girl." Madam Pomfrey smiled, as she watched the look of shock on Hermione's face and the faces of the boy's beside her, looking up at the image.
Other than the daily visits to Madam Pomfrey, the four teen's lives were normal. They'd received their parenting and pregnancy books and had decided to read only for the week they were on. Soon it had been five weeks, and their books were becoming much more interesting. They found out that the babies inside of them were now finally the size of an apple seed. They were in Potions when Harry first started having symptoms of his pregnancy.
"Now by adding Glods blood to the pig intestines you will find that...Mr. Potter are you paying attention?" Snape slammed down his fist on his table and glared at a very green faced Harry. Harry quickly nodded in reply.
"I-I think I need to go and see Madam Pomfrey, I'm not feeling so..." He was interrupted by a second wave of nausea. Quickly getting up Harry ran from the classroom. Hermione and Ron ran behind him. Draco, not wanting to attract attention to himself, watched them leave. Harry ran to the nearest bathroom where he started to throw back up everything he had ate for breakfast that day. Following him into the boy's bathroom, Hermione held his head until he was done, Ron handed him a towel.
"S-Sorry." Harry said shakily, as he accepted the towel.
"No problem, we knew this could start this week."
"But the book said morning sickness, and it's almost noon." Harry complained.
"Well if you read "Pregnancies and You", you'd know that morning sickness doesn't only come during the mornings. Now let's get you to Madam Pomfrey, she's going to want to know that you've started this part." They walked slowly along to the Hospital Wing. As they came through the door they noticed Dumbledore and McGonagall talking to the nurse about another patient. They'd just noticed the trio when Hermione suddenly bolted for the hospital bathroom. Harry and Ron followed to help while she too started throwing up. Before she could finish however, Harry was sitting against the toilet next to her regurgitating again. Ron stayed with Hermione, holding her hair back, while McGonagall who had followed them in held Harry up, keeping him from falling face first into the toilet bowl.
"Ah, it starts." Madam Pomfrey chuckled as she helped them up, and got them into nightclothes until they could get something else for them to wear. "So is this your first bout of sickness, then?"
"My second. I just finished being sick around ten minutes ago, that's why we came here; this is Hermione's first." Harry explained, as he lay down on a bed. Madam Pomfrey nodded and placed a hand on Harry's head, before doing the same to Hermione.
"Very good, no fever looks to be a simple case of morning sickness then. I'll give the two of you some potions to keep it at bay. You'll have to come here and take them after dinner every evening, but they will keep the sickness at a bare minimum. If it gets too bad; you will have to stay here, and do your lessons here, so I suggest you take the potion. Ron, when you start your morning sickness, I expect you here immediately. I'll start you on the potion too. Now, where is Mr. Malfoy?" She looked about as if she expected him to materialize at any moment.
"He's still in Potions." Ron explained.
"Very well, I'll explain all this to him when he comes for his daily check up. Now, while I have you here, let's get today's over with shall we?" With that they started their check up.
Ron started his morning sickness the first day of week six. Draco started two day's later. They all started to feel extra tired, and could often be found in the bathroom using the restroom, even Moaning Myrtle's toilet had been pressed into service. On Wednesday of week six they had some questions for Madam Pomfrey.
"Are we supposed to be so tired all the time?" Harry asked, yawning.
"Of course you are dear; it's all part of the pregnancy." The reply came quickly and definitely.
"What about eating? I'm eating a lot more then I normally do." Draco added.
"Ah, eating, you're eating for two now. It's time you went on a special diet really. You need lots of calcium, and lots of all the other vitamins, Folic acid and such. I'll talk to the house elves about giving you certain foods and drinks. You'll all need to start some sort of exercise routine. That's to keep you fit, and help you get back into shape after you have the baby."
"When'll we be able to tell if we are having a boy or a girl?" Ron asked, looking at his still flat stomach. "Exercise" didn't sound like it was going to be the sport, fun type of exercise either...
"Well, right now your baby is only about a quarter of an inch big, it's heart is just now starting to beat, and the organs are starting to develop. We won't be able to tell weather it's a boy or a girl until ten weeks, then the baby's lost it's tail, and has all it's organs."
"How are me, and Ron, and Draco going to feed our babies once we have them? I mean with Hermione, it's obvious, but we...don't." Harry's question petered out. It wasn't something you talked about without blushing.
"Ah, good question. Although nothing can replace a mother's breast milk, we can create some of our own, and feed it to the baby with a special type of bottle. We can discus that later though. How is the morning sickness coming along?"
"Oh, fine I guess, we still have to run to the bathroom every once in awhile, but not too often. The main problem is constantly having to pee." Ron complained.
"All very normal. All your teachers were made aware that this was part of your illness, and that they're not to take away house points if you suddenly have to run to the bathroom without getting permission."
The weeks started to pass much more quickly, by week eight, all four of them started getting stomach cramps as the baby started to really grow. The school was let out for Christmas break, and Draco went home promising to be back by week ten to find out the gender of the baby. When week nine came Ron, Hermione, and Harry threw a little party for themselves in an unused classroom.
"So why exactly are we celebrating again?" Ron asked through a mouthful of cookie crumbs.
"As of this week, our babies no longer have tails. That means they aren't called embryos. I hate that name, so that's a good thing. Now they are called fetus, which is a bit better I suppose. This is supposed to be a major turning point; I mean by next week, they'll look human, and we'll be able to find out whether they are boys or girls." Hermione explained, sipping her orange juice.
"Boy, these weeks have gone by fast. I mean, I expected them to be really slow. But most of the time I've completely forgotten I'm pregnant. It's just been, really normal." Harry remarked, laying back against the wall."
"Yeah, we still don't even look pregnant." Ron agreed looking down at himself.
"So, are you two going to find out the gender of your child?" Hermione asked.
"Yep, I am dying to know." Harry grinned.
"Yeah me too; what about you Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I'm not sure, a part of me wants to know, but another part wants it to be a surprise."
"Well it's up to you." Harry said as he stood up. He helped Hermione up, and they did a quick clean up spell before walking back to their house under Harry's invisibility cloak.
Week ten finally came and the group walked into the hospital wing nervously. Madam Pomfrey would look in their bellies to make sure everything was normal like she did every week, only this time she would be able to tell the baby's gender. Draco went first. He lay down on the bed and Madam Pomfrey placed a jelly looking substance all over his stomach. He flinched at the cold feeling. A tingling sensation ran across his belly and an image appeared above his body. She looked closely at the baby, and smiled.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you want to know the gender of your baby?" She asked.
"Sure, why not?"
"You're going to have a little girl." She smiled, and then rubbed the gel off his belly, causing the image to disappear. Draco smiled almost sweetly for a split second before jumping off the table. "Harry your next." Harry nodded nervously, lying down on the table. The same procedure was done and an image of the baby appeared. "And would you like to know the gender of your baby, Mr. Potter?" She asked.
"Please."
"You're having a boy." Harry grinned from ear to ear. "Mr. Weasley." Ron gulped and took Harry's spot. "Ron do you want..."
"Yes." Ron interrupted her, causing her to smile just slightly wider.
"Well then, you're also having a boy." Ron relaxed, and got off the table as soon as the gel was off. Hermione hopped up on the table and lay back. The gel was placed on her belly and the nurse paused for a moment. "Do you want to know, Miss. Granger?"
"Yes of course; I've decided if I am going to do any research on raising a child, I need to know the gender."
"Well, I haven't done a view of your stomach since week seven, and I've found quite a surprise."
"What? What's wrong with my baby?" Hermione asked fear streaking down her spine. Her eyes had gone round and wide with panic.
"Nothing! Calm down; you're having a boy and a girl." Madam Pomfrey smiled, as she watched the look of shock on Hermione's face and the faces of the boy's beside her, looking up at the image.