Chapter8- I was right! You are the father!
December 16th, around ten a.m, Professor Dumbledore walked into Hermione Granger's private hospital room, to find Hermione napping on the hospital bed and a much needing a bath(shower), shave and haircut Harry Potter, sleepng in the chair next to her bed, and Ron Weasley, holding, talking to a baby. "Professor!"
"Hello Ron, and who is this little guy, Hermione's child, I presume?"
"Yes, my godson, born early this morning, Sirius James Potter," he answered proudly.
"I was correct then in my hypothesis on who the father could be, Harry was the logical and as it turned out the correct choice."
"You knew!?" exclaimed Ron.
"I only knew that she was pregnent, nothing more."
"Oh, damn they kept a well hidden secret, for almost a year, at school and after!"
"Yes, indeed, may I hold your godson?"
"Absolutely, Sir!"
Little Sirius stared up at Dumbledore with his big green eyes and as babys do (with hair) tuged on his beard. "Hmm, will you be another prankster like your godfather? Top of your class like your mother and grandmother? O r will you be a mixture of both your parents and grandparents? You will indeed be an interesting student to look forward to, I wouldn't be surprised if your a quidditich star, top of your class, and the biggs prankster in the school."
"Neither would I," commented Ron, "Harry's pretty smart as well, just acts an idiot much of the time."
"Oh, thanks Ron, Professor!" Harry exclaimed wiping the sleep out of his eyes and pushing up his glasses, which he fell asleep with on his face.
"Congradulations, You defeated the Dark Lors and became a father in one night!"
"And boy was that a shock, me thinking it's still May, while it's December, guess I should have realized with this hair and beard, time must have gone by in hours as days, because it seemed to me as no more them\n a few days, battling Voldemort. Poor Hermione, she was left alone through pregnancy, no one to help or talk about it with, I regret that," he was cut off.
"Harry, don't, if it didn't happen as it did, Voldemort may have still been at large, rather then defeated, no one would have known that you have a son," Hermione said sitting up, another woken up.
"You are absolutely right, Hermione," Dumbledore agreed.
"Thank you, Professor."
"O, your very much welcome, any other secrets kept from anyone that have or need to be revealed?"
"Oh, Sirius did that when we were talking to the parents and Remus," Hermione answered.
"Did what, what else is there?" begged Ron.
"Well..." Hermione started, "There's this," she pulled out her necklace with the engagement ring.
"We've been engaged since April," Harry added.
"You.... You What.. and didn't tell me!"
"Ron, no one knew about us till this morning."
"Right, slipped my mind."
"So, Ron are you an idiot or just acting the idiot?"
"Shut up, Harry."
"So, did that happen before or after finding out about Sirius?" asked Dumbledore.
"Before.... minutes before I told him."
"Really and Harry was still alright with it?"
"What do you think Ron, Do I look okay with it, is she not wearing an engagement ring?"
"Oh, right."
"Congradulations on your baby and engagement, belatedly of course."
"Of course it's belated, Professor, no one knew till yesterday," Hermione joked.
Two days later Hermione and Sirius were released from the hospital, and Harry leaving along with them (Where else would he go, why would he leave, after seven months, of well.... Hell.).
The three went home to their flat, Hermione driving, Harry still needing to get a drivers liscense (Like me, Road tes, sept. 23, ahhhh). Harry finally getting to see their flat, in person! Hermione laid the sleeping Sirius in a bassanet, in the living room, whiuch she pulled out of the other room, while Harry went in the bathroom for a much much much (I could go on) needed shower.
After Harry bathed for the first time in... Seven Months, he decided to shave off his beard, "Hermione," he called poking his head out of the bathroom.
"What?" shecalled back.
"Do you have any razors and shaving cream?"
"I think so, check the medicine cabnet."
"Thanks there both here," he called muffled by the door. Fifthteen minutes later, out came a showered long-haired, clean shaven Harry.
"Yay, no more beard!" cheered Hermione.
"Is this better?" he asked after kissing her.
"Much, so are you keeping the long hair, or not?" she asked.
"I think I'll keep it till after Christamas to spite Mrs. Weasley, she'll have two people to bug about long hair, now," Harry joked.
"And give your son something to play with?"
"Sure, why not?" The three spent a wonderful day together, Sirius mostly sleeping, or eating, while his parents caught up, or Hermione told Harry all about the past seven months of her life and what's been going on in the world, Harry not willing to talk about his. And the next day would begin the chaos, chaos till Christmas, Harry being dragged away by the ministry, and through them, the Daily Prophet and a willing visit to the Quibbler, dragged away by Dumbledore, the order, to press confrences, interviews, ceremonies, forced to give speeches written seconds before, the order of Merlin, First class was awarded to him, hell that ceremony was the only time he got to see his fiance and child, which had yet to be announced, Hell doubt the papers could fit anything else with all the demise of You- Know-Who articles, on every page, and it seemed every article from Quidditich, speculating whether Harry Potter, the boy/man who lived and defeated You-Know-Who would play to cauldron bottoms, how could you get the demise of He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named into an article about cauldron bottoms baffles even me, (the insane author who talks to her self.).
Harry was finally free from the circus on Christmas Eve, which was spent at Hermione's parents house, Christmas Day would be spent at the Burrow. At ten Christmas morning, Ron and Blaise apparated in, to find no one awake, so they went into Hermione's room to find a sleeping Harry, Hermione and Sirius (sleeping between his parents).
"Aww, isn't this sweet, shall I take a picture?" Ron asked.
"Yeah!" Ron snapped a picture, the smoke and noise woke the three up, Sirius watching the smoke wide eyed. The parents looking with a question, 'What are you doing here?' but Ron just reached over Harry and picked up his god child,
"Hey Sirius, it's your first Christmas!" Sirius just stared at him, like 'What the hell are you talking about, I'm a little more then a week old, what's Christmas?'
"So, Ron are you going to change him, or am I?"
"You can," and he handed Harry his son, which Harry proceeded to change, while Hermione dressed, and her dressed his son and self. Hermione bringing Sirius out.
When Harry came out, Ron asked, "What's the matter with you people, you have hardly any presents?"
"Ron, there's only three of us," Hermione replied.
"So! It's your son's first Christmas!"
"Ron, we got him presents."
"So, what about each other?"
"I got Harry something."
"And I got something for Hermione."
"Alright, shall I bring these along to the Burrow?"
"Yeah, Harry do you have all of Sirius' stuff?"
"Yeah, Diaper bag, loaded with anything he could possibly need, check, stroller, check."
"Then let's go," and the five apparated away, Hermione with Sirius.
~~~~~~And that was chapter8, next is Christmas at the burrow, askING gINNY, AND pOSSIBLE THE announcement of Sirus, not quite sure yet, and will you guys give me some feed back on me possibly writing an alternate version of um basically Harry not coming back till years later, would that interest any of you? I'll try to update whenever I can, school and all.
thanks review, -ears91
December 16th, around ten a.m, Professor Dumbledore walked into Hermione Granger's private hospital room, to find Hermione napping on the hospital bed and a much needing a bath(shower), shave and haircut Harry Potter, sleepng in the chair next to her bed, and Ron Weasley, holding, talking to a baby. "Professor!"
"Hello Ron, and who is this little guy, Hermione's child, I presume?"
"Yes, my godson, born early this morning, Sirius James Potter," he answered proudly.
"I was correct then in my hypothesis on who the father could be, Harry was the logical and as it turned out the correct choice."
"You knew!?" exclaimed Ron.
"I only knew that she was pregnent, nothing more."
"Oh, damn they kept a well hidden secret, for almost a year, at school and after!"
"Yes, indeed, may I hold your godson?"
"Absolutely, Sir!"
Little Sirius stared up at Dumbledore with his big green eyes and as babys do (with hair) tuged on his beard. "Hmm, will you be another prankster like your godfather? Top of your class like your mother and grandmother? O r will you be a mixture of both your parents and grandparents? You will indeed be an interesting student to look forward to, I wouldn't be surprised if your a quidditich star, top of your class, and the biggs prankster in the school."
"Neither would I," commented Ron, "Harry's pretty smart as well, just acts an idiot much of the time."
"Oh, thanks Ron, Professor!" Harry exclaimed wiping the sleep out of his eyes and pushing up his glasses, which he fell asleep with on his face.
"Congradulations, You defeated the Dark Lors and became a father in one night!"
"And boy was that a shock, me thinking it's still May, while it's December, guess I should have realized with this hair and beard, time must have gone by in hours as days, because it seemed to me as no more them\n a few days, battling Voldemort. Poor Hermione, she was left alone through pregnancy, no one to help or talk about it with, I regret that," he was cut off.
"Harry, don't, if it didn't happen as it did, Voldemort may have still been at large, rather then defeated, no one would have known that you have a son," Hermione said sitting up, another woken up.
"You are absolutely right, Hermione," Dumbledore agreed.
"Thank you, Professor."
"O, your very much welcome, any other secrets kept from anyone that have or need to be revealed?"
"Oh, Sirius did that when we were talking to the parents and Remus," Hermione answered.
"Did what, what else is there?" begged Ron.
"Well..." Hermione started, "There's this," she pulled out her necklace with the engagement ring.
"We've been engaged since April," Harry added.
"You.... You What.. and didn't tell me!"
"Ron, no one knew about us till this morning."
"Right, slipped my mind."
"So, Ron are you an idiot or just acting the idiot?"
"Shut up, Harry."
"So, did that happen before or after finding out about Sirius?" asked Dumbledore.
"Before.... minutes before I told him."
"Really and Harry was still alright with it?"
"What do you think Ron, Do I look okay with it, is she not wearing an engagement ring?"
"Oh, right."
"Congradulations on your baby and engagement, belatedly of course."
"Of course it's belated, Professor, no one knew till yesterday," Hermione joked.
Two days later Hermione and Sirius were released from the hospital, and Harry leaving along with them (Where else would he go, why would he leave, after seven months, of well.... Hell.).
The three went home to their flat, Hermione driving, Harry still needing to get a drivers liscense (Like me, Road tes, sept. 23, ahhhh). Harry finally getting to see their flat, in person! Hermione laid the sleeping Sirius in a bassanet, in the living room, whiuch she pulled out of the other room, while Harry went in the bathroom for a much much much (I could go on) needed shower.
After Harry bathed for the first time in... Seven Months, he decided to shave off his beard, "Hermione," he called poking his head out of the bathroom.
"What?" shecalled back.
"Do you have any razors and shaving cream?"
"I think so, check the medicine cabnet."
"Thanks there both here," he called muffled by the door. Fifthteen minutes later, out came a showered long-haired, clean shaven Harry.
"Yay, no more beard!" cheered Hermione.
"Is this better?" he asked after kissing her.
"Much, so are you keeping the long hair, or not?" she asked.
"I think I'll keep it till after Christamas to spite Mrs. Weasley, she'll have two people to bug about long hair, now," Harry joked.
"And give your son something to play with?"
"Sure, why not?" The three spent a wonderful day together, Sirius mostly sleeping, or eating, while his parents caught up, or Hermione told Harry all about the past seven months of her life and what's been going on in the world, Harry not willing to talk about his. And the next day would begin the chaos, chaos till Christmas, Harry being dragged away by the ministry, and through them, the Daily Prophet and a willing visit to the Quibbler, dragged away by Dumbledore, the order, to press confrences, interviews, ceremonies, forced to give speeches written seconds before, the order of Merlin, First class was awarded to him, hell that ceremony was the only time he got to see his fiance and child, which had yet to be announced, Hell doubt the papers could fit anything else with all the demise of You- Know-Who articles, on every page, and it seemed every article from Quidditich, speculating whether Harry Potter, the boy/man who lived and defeated You-Know-Who would play to cauldron bottoms, how could you get the demise of He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named into an article about cauldron bottoms baffles even me, (the insane author who talks to her self.).
Harry was finally free from the circus on Christmas Eve, which was spent at Hermione's parents house, Christmas Day would be spent at the Burrow. At ten Christmas morning, Ron and Blaise apparated in, to find no one awake, so they went into Hermione's room to find a sleeping Harry, Hermione and Sirius (sleeping between his parents).
"Aww, isn't this sweet, shall I take a picture?" Ron asked.
"Yeah!" Ron snapped a picture, the smoke and noise woke the three up, Sirius watching the smoke wide eyed. The parents looking with a question, 'What are you doing here?' but Ron just reached over Harry and picked up his god child,
"Hey Sirius, it's your first Christmas!" Sirius just stared at him, like 'What the hell are you talking about, I'm a little more then a week old, what's Christmas?'
"So, Ron are you going to change him, or am I?"
"You can," and he handed Harry his son, which Harry proceeded to change, while Hermione dressed, and her dressed his son and self. Hermione bringing Sirius out.
When Harry came out, Ron asked, "What's the matter with you people, you have hardly any presents?"
"Ron, there's only three of us," Hermione replied.
"So! It's your son's first Christmas!"
"Ron, we got him presents."
"So, what about each other?"
"I got Harry something."
"And I got something for Hermione."
"Alright, shall I bring these along to the Burrow?"
"Yeah, Harry do you have all of Sirius' stuff?"
"Yeah, Diaper bag, loaded with anything he could possibly need, check, stroller, check."
"Then let's go," and the five apparated away, Hermione with Sirius.
~~~~~~And that was chapter8, next is Christmas at the burrow, askING gINNY, AND pOSSIBLE THE announcement of Sirus, not quite sure yet, and will you guys give me some feed back on me possibly writing an alternate version of um basically Harry not coming back till years later, would that interest any of you? I'll try to update whenever I can, school and all.
thanks review, -ears91