Birthday Surprises Chapter 33
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hey again, thanks to everyone who reviewed. Oh, and Naomi, the vote count is 38 - 6 in favour of H/G! Still reckon that it's never gonna happen? Tee hee. Well here's the next chapter - enjoy!
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Molly wondered what was going on - Harry and Ginny kept glancing at each other, while Ron and Hermione avoided their gazes, and Remus smiled down into his plate.
"Mum, we think we might have found the triplets mum." Ginny said at last.
"Oh, that's fantastic? Who is it?"
"Umm..well, we think it might be Ginny." Harry said quietly.
"Ginny? Why do you think it might be Ginny?"
"They had a compatibility of three hundred and twenty percent." Hermione said. "That's what the Ministry based it on. I doubt they'd find anyone more suited to Harry than Ginny."
"So - what are you going to do?"
"We don't know for sure, mum. We're trying to find a way to find out for sure. When we find one, we'll tell you."
"Ok, but what about you two?"
"Mum, one thing at a time. Nothing has really changed between me and Harry - has it Harry?"
"Erm..whatever you say." Harry said. He got the feeling that if he didn't agree with whatever Ginny said, she'd give him an earful.
"You don't sound too sure, Harry dear." Molly said.
"Yeah. Nothing has changed." He said. Molly clucked her tongue, and sat down beside Ginny.
"We'll go down to St Mungo's tomorrow - maybe they'll be able to confirm it."
"Yeah, ok. But I don't think Harry should come - sorry Harry, but you'll attract far too much attention."
"Yeah, I know. Are you taking all three of them?"
"No, I don't think so. We only really need to take one, don't we mum?"
"I would imagine so, dear."
"Maybe you should take Sam - he seems to like you. Andy isn't really used to you, and Leah is temperamental."
"Yeah, ok. Sam it is. Unless of course we find something between now and then which means that we don't need to go after all."
"What do you mean?"
"We're reading Harry's book to see if there's anything in there."
"Which book?"
"The Potter Book of Shadows - Remus, did you know that that book was a Book of Shadows too?"
"No. James never mentioned it." Remus said, frowning a little. "How did you find out?"
"Hagrid sent me an athame for my birthday - it was sitting beside the book." Harry said. Remus looked a little shocked.
"An athame? Hagrid sent you a magical dagger?"
"Yeah."
"Really! I would have thought he would have had more sense!" Molly tutted.
"Anyway, we have a lot to read, so we have to go now." Ginny said, practically dragging Harry from the room.
***
"Has nothing changed?" Harry asked her later that night. Ginny looked up at him curiously.
"No. Nothing has changed. I mean, it's not as if we made them conventionally, is it?" She said, blushing slightly.
"No, I would be dead if they had been made the conventional way." Harry said. He looked sideways at Ginny and saw a smile tugging at her mouth.
"So - come on, we have a lot to read." Ginny said. They read through another few generations before they got anything interesting.
"Hey, Harry, look at this." Ginny said, pointing to a point on the page. "She's a mid-witch." Harry scoured the page, reading about how his great- great-grandmother had helped to deliver babies in St. Mungo's.
"There!" He said, pointing to a spot on the page that detailed a test that could be performed to determine if a person was the mother or father of a baby. "It's usually used to make sure that parents go home with the right baby." He murmured. "It's perfect, and quite easy to do. Shall we do it now?"
"Does she say exactly what to do?"
"Yeah - look, it's all here."
"Ok - let's do it." Ginny said, looking nervous. Harry stepped over to the cot, looking at his children. They might know for sure who their mother was in just a few minutes. Ginny sat on the bed, watching anxiously as Harry lifted Andy.
"Right. Here we go." He breathed. He sat on the bed next to Ginny and murmured the spell, holding his wand to the baby's soft stomach. The light from his wand turned blue as he said Ginny's name.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you're a mummy." Harry said softly. Ginny didn't quite know whether to laugh or cry. She was only sixteen. "Oh. Right." She said numbly.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, just a bit..you know."
"Shocked?"
"Yeah."
"It'll be ok."
"How can you say that? We have children. Me and you - and you're going to head off to fight Voldemort. What then? I'll stay at Hogwarts like some dutiful little wife?"
"Look, me going to face Voldemort has nothing to do with you or the kids. I'm sorry, but I'm going. I have to. Do you really want our children to grow up with Voldemort still around?"
"No, but I also want our children to have their dad!" Ginny retorted.
"Look, I have no intention of dying, believe me. But I have to do this - if I don't I'll always be sitting around, waiting for the next attack, and wondering who's next to be killed. I can't sit back and wait for Voldemort to take everything that's precious to me. And do you really think that he'll leave them alone? They're my children - Voldemort would kill them just for that."
"We can protect them - like your mother protected you."
"What do you want me to say, Ginny?" Harry said heatedly.
"That you won't do anything stupid!" Ginny said loudly. She was crying now, and Harry sighed.
"I was never going to do anything stupid - I have a family now. I have something to live for. I'm not going to do anything stupid."
"I know getting rid of Voldemort means a lot to you, but remember that we're here. I need you to live. To show me how to look after our children."
"Our children. Sounds bizarre, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. I never would've thought that I'd have triplets with Harry Potter."
"Hey, at least you didn't have to go through labour."
"No. I didn't." Ginny said. "So - what does happen now?"
"Something's definitely changed." Harry said.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Did you expect it to stay the same?"
"I'd hoped it would."
"Why?"
"Because I like being your friend."
"You're not ready for this, are you?"
"No." Ginny replied truthfully.
"That's ok."
"I want to be ready. I do, but..I'm not."
"It's ok, really. I understand."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Harry said. Ginny gave him a hug, tears still running down her face. "Do you want to go and tell your mum?"
"Will you come too?"
"Of course I will. If you want me to."
"Please."
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hey again, thanks to everyone who reviewed. Oh, and Naomi, the vote count is 38 - 6 in favour of H/G! Still reckon that it's never gonna happen? Tee hee. Well here's the next chapter - enjoy!
*********************************************************************
Molly wondered what was going on - Harry and Ginny kept glancing at each other, while Ron and Hermione avoided their gazes, and Remus smiled down into his plate.
"Mum, we think we might have found the triplets mum." Ginny said at last.
"Oh, that's fantastic? Who is it?"
"Umm..well, we think it might be Ginny." Harry said quietly.
"Ginny? Why do you think it might be Ginny?"
"They had a compatibility of three hundred and twenty percent." Hermione said. "That's what the Ministry based it on. I doubt they'd find anyone more suited to Harry than Ginny."
"So - what are you going to do?"
"We don't know for sure, mum. We're trying to find a way to find out for sure. When we find one, we'll tell you."
"Ok, but what about you two?"
"Mum, one thing at a time. Nothing has really changed between me and Harry - has it Harry?"
"Erm..whatever you say." Harry said. He got the feeling that if he didn't agree with whatever Ginny said, she'd give him an earful.
"You don't sound too sure, Harry dear." Molly said.
"Yeah. Nothing has changed." He said. Molly clucked her tongue, and sat down beside Ginny.
"We'll go down to St Mungo's tomorrow - maybe they'll be able to confirm it."
"Yeah, ok. But I don't think Harry should come - sorry Harry, but you'll attract far too much attention."
"Yeah, I know. Are you taking all three of them?"
"No, I don't think so. We only really need to take one, don't we mum?"
"I would imagine so, dear."
"Maybe you should take Sam - he seems to like you. Andy isn't really used to you, and Leah is temperamental."
"Yeah, ok. Sam it is. Unless of course we find something between now and then which means that we don't need to go after all."
"What do you mean?"
"We're reading Harry's book to see if there's anything in there."
"Which book?"
"The Potter Book of Shadows - Remus, did you know that that book was a Book of Shadows too?"
"No. James never mentioned it." Remus said, frowning a little. "How did you find out?"
"Hagrid sent me an athame for my birthday - it was sitting beside the book." Harry said. Remus looked a little shocked.
"An athame? Hagrid sent you a magical dagger?"
"Yeah."
"Really! I would have thought he would have had more sense!" Molly tutted.
"Anyway, we have a lot to read, so we have to go now." Ginny said, practically dragging Harry from the room.
***
"Has nothing changed?" Harry asked her later that night. Ginny looked up at him curiously.
"No. Nothing has changed. I mean, it's not as if we made them conventionally, is it?" She said, blushing slightly.
"No, I would be dead if they had been made the conventional way." Harry said. He looked sideways at Ginny and saw a smile tugging at her mouth.
"So - come on, we have a lot to read." Ginny said. They read through another few generations before they got anything interesting.
"Hey, Harry, look at this." Ginny said, pointing to a point on the page. "She's a mid-witch." Harry scoured the page, reading about how his great- great-grandmother had helped to deliver babies in St. Mungo's.
"There!" He said, pointing to a spot on the page that detailed a test that could be performed to determine if a person was the mother or father of a baby. "It's usually used to make sure that parents go home with the right baby." He murmured. "It's perfect, and quite easy to do. Shall we do it now?"
"Does she say exactly what to do?"
"Yeah - look, it's all here."
"Ok - let's do it." Ginny said, looking nervous. Harry stepped over to the cot, looking at his children. They might know for sure who their mother was in just a few minutes. Ginny sat on the bed, watching anxiously as Harry lifted Andy.
"Right. Here we go." He breathed. He sat on the bed next to Ginny and murmured the spell, holding his wand to the baby's soft stomach. The light from his wand turned blue as he said Ginny's name.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you're a mummy." Harry said softly. Ginny didn't quite know whether to laugh or cry. She was only sixteen. "Oh. Right." She said numbly.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, just a bit..you know."
"Shocked?"
"Yeah."
"It'll be ok."
"How can you say that? We have children. Me and you - and you're going to head off to fight Voldemort. What then? I'll stay at Hogwarts like some dutiful little wife?"
"Look, me going to face Voldemort has nothing to do with you or the kids. I'm sorry, but I'm going. I have to. Do you really want our children to grow up with Voldemort still around?"
"No, but I also want our children to have their dad!" Ginny retorted.
"Look, I have no intention of dying, believe me. But I have to do this - if I don't I'll always be sitting around, waiting for the next attack, and wondering who's next to be killed. I can't sit back and wait for Voldemort to take everything that's precious to me. And do you really think that he'll leave them alone? They're my children - Voldemort would kill them just for that."
"We can protect them - like your mother protected you."
"What do you want me to say, Ginny?" Harry said heatedly.
"That you won't do anything stupid!" Ginny said loudly. She was crying now, and Harry sighed.
"I was never going to do anything stupid - I have a family now. I have something to live for. I'm not going to do anything stupid."
"I know getting rid of Voldemort means a lot to you, but remember that we're here. I need you to live. To show me how to look after our children."
"Our children. Sounds bizarre, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. I never would've thought that I'd have triplets with Harry Potter."
"Hey, at least you didn't have to go through labour."
"No. I didn't." Ginny said. "So - what does happen now?"
"Something's definitely changed." Harry said.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Did you expect it to stay the same?"
"I'd hoped it would."
"Why?"
"Because I like being your friend."
"You're not ready for this, are you?"
"No." Ginny replied truthfully.
"That's ok."
"I want to be ready. I do, but..I'm not."
"It's ok, really. I understand."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Harry said. Ginny gave him a hug, tears still running down her face. "Do you want to go and tell your mum?"
"Will you come too?"
"Of course I will. If you want me to."
"Please."
