Birthday Surprises Chapter 34
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Ok, thanks again to everyone who reviewed. I have taken note of the constructive criticism and have tried to put a little more detail into this chapter - I'm afraid that it's still mostly dialogue, but that's more my style of writing - I have a major problem with putting in way too much dialogue. Anyway, please review and tell me if it's improved any. Enjoy.
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Molly was surprised when Ginny and Harry came down late that night. Ginny's face was streaked with tears.
"We found out." She said quietly.
"What is it? Are you their mum?" Molly asked, not quite sure whether her tears were a good sign or not.
"Yeah, she is." Harry murmured as Ginny cried on his shoulder.
"Oh honey, what's the matter?"
"I'm not ready for this. I'm a mother to triplets at sixteen. I can't handle this. Not to mention that their father's ready to go and face Voldemort - alone." Ginny said, slightly hysterically.
"What?" Molly asked, her eyes searching Harry's face. Arthur looked thoroughly shocked.
"Don't ask - not tonight." Harry said, trying to calm Ginny, who was shaking.
"Look, you don't need to worry about anything. No one has to know. We can just...I don't know, but you don't have to feel forced into this." He said.
"I want to be there, I really do, but I'm not sure I can be." Ginny replied.
"Well take your time to decide." Harry said. His wrist gave a painful twinge, and he looked up in the direction of the stairs.
"I have to go - they need something." He said quietly.
"Harry - thanks." Ginny said as Harry walked to the stairs.
"No problem." Harry said.
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Molly watched as Harry walked up the stairs - he was really part of the family now. Him and Ginny had children together.
"Honey? Do you want to talk?" She asked, her voice soft and calming.
"Uh huh." Ginny said. She sat on the sofa between her mother and father, wondering if Leah would ever do the same thing.
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Harry walked back down the stairs to see Ginny sitting between Arthur and Molly, looking young and scared. He quietly retreated, feeling as if he was intruding on something. When he got back to his room, he found Remus waiting for him. "Hello. Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Ginny's upset and terrified, but I'm fine." Harry answered monotonously.
"What are you thinking?"
"Just that my life is like a Muggle soap opera. Or more weird, actually."
"It certainly seems so, doesn't it?" Remus chuckled. Harry smiled slightly, his attention not really on the conversation.
"Yep."
"So, what's happening with you and Ginny?"
"She's not ready to have kids." Harry shrugged. Remus wasn't about to give up that easily though.
"But what about you and Ginny?" He persisted.
"We're friends."
"And is that enough?"
"I don't know. One thing at a time, eh Remus?" Harry answered wearily.
"Yes, I suppose. Still, it must be pretty hard for you. Finding their mother and then finding out that she's not ready to be a part of the triplets' lives."
"Not really. At least we know who their mother is. It doesn't really matter that she's not ready. It'll just be the four of us for a while." Remus frowned slightly at the light tone of his voice, but let it pass.
"Three hundred and twenty percent." Remus muttered.
"Don't. Just leave it, ok?"
"Hmm." Remus said. He watched as Harry sat down on the bed, leaning back against the wall and closing his eyes.
"I'll go then. We can speak more tomorrow." Remus said.
"Thanks Remus. I think I need some sleep - I only have two hours until the triplets are awake again."
"Oh right. Well, goodnight."
"Goodnight." Harry said. But he didn't really have any intention of sleeping - his mind was too full. He would never get to sleep even if he did try. Eventually ten minutes later, he slipped out of the room under his invisibility cloak and went for a walk out by the lake.
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Harry stared at his reflection in the glassy surface of the lake. He stared into his own eyes, thinking hard. It had been one of the most emotionally draining days he could remember having. He had three children - three beautiful, perfect, innocent, children - and their mother was Ginny Weasley. He pondered their earlier exchange about his going off to face Voldemort. She had mentioned protection - yes, he needed to sort that out as soon as possible.
"Accio Potter Book." He murmured. The book flew out of the open window of his room, landing with a soft thump into Harry's lap. "Accio athame." The small dagger followed immediately.
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Ok, thanks again to everyone who reviewed. I have taken note of the constructive criticism and have tried to put a little more detail into this chapter - I'm afraid that it's still mostly dialogue, but that's more my style of writing - I have a major problem with putting in way too much dialogue. Anyway, please review and tell me if it's improved any. Enjoy.
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Molly was surprised when Ginny and Harry came down late that night. Ginny's face was streaked with tears.
"We found out." She said quietly.
"What is it? Are you their mum?" Molly asked, not quite sure whether her tears were a good sign or not.
"Yeah, she is." Harry murmured as Ginny cried on his shoulder.
"Oh honey, what's the matter?"
"I'm not ready for this. I'm a mother to triplets at sixteen. I can't handle this. Not to mention that their father's ready to go and face Voldemort - alone." Ginny said, slightly hysterically.
"What?" Molly asked, her eyes searching Harry's face. Arthur looked thoroughly shocked.
"Don't ask - not tonight." Harry said, trying to calm Ginny, who was shaking.
"Look, you don't need to worry about anything. No one has to know. We can just...I don't know, but you don't have to feel forced into this." He said.
"I want to be there, I really do, but I'm not sure I can be." Ginny replied.
"Well take your time to decide." Harry said. His wrist gave a painful twinge, and he looked up in the direction of the stairs.
"I have to go - they need something." He said quietly.
"Harry - thanks." Ginny said as Harry walked to the stairs.
"No problem." Harry said.
***
Molly watched as Harry walked up the stairs - he was really part of the family now. Him and Ginny had children together.
"Honey? Do you want to talk?" She asked, her voice soft and calming.
"Uh huh." Ginny said. She sat on the sofa between her mother and father, wondering if Leah would ever do the same thing.
***
Harry walked back down the stairs to see Ginny sitting between Arthur and Molly, looking young and scared. He quietly retreated, feeling as if he was intruding on something. When he got back to his room, he found Remus waiting for him. "Hello. Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Ginny's upset and terrified, but I'm fine." Harry answered monotonously.
"What are you thinking?"
"Just that my life is like a Muggle soap opera. Or more weird, actually."
"It certainly seems so, doesn't it?" Remus chuckled. Harry smiled slightly, his attention not really on the conversation.
"Yep."
"So, what's happening with you and Ginny?"
"She's not ready to have kids." Harry shrugged. Remus wasn't about to give up that easily though.
"But what about you and Ginny?" He persisted.
"We're friends."
"And is that enough?"
"I don't know. One thing at a time, eh Remus?" Harry answered wearily.
"Yes, I suppose. Still, it must be pretty hard for you. Finding their mother and then finding out that she's not ready to be a part of the triplets' lives."
"Not really. At least we know who their mother is. It doesn't really matter that she's not ready. It'll just be the four of us for a while." Remus frowned slightly at the light tone of his voice, but let it pass.
"Three hundred and twenty percent." Remus muttered.
"Don't. Just leave it, ok?"
"Hmm." Remus said. He watched as Harry sat down on the bed, leaning back against the wall and closing his eyes.
"I'll go then. We can speak more tomorrow." Remus said.
"Thanks Remus. I think I need some sleep - I only have two hours until the triplets are awake again."
"Oh right. Well, goodnight."
"Goodnight." Harry said. But he didn't really have any intention of sleeping - his mind was too full. He would never get to sleep even if he did try. Eventually ten minutes later, he slipped out of the room under his invisibility cloak and went for a walk out by the lake.
***
Harry stared at his reflection in the glassy surface of the lake. He stared into his own eyes, thinking hard. It had been one of the most emotionally draining days he could remember having. He had three children - three beautiful, perfect, innocent, children - and their mother was Ginny Weasley. He pondered their earlier exchange about his going off to face Voldemort. She had mentioned protection - yes, he needed to sort that out as soon as possible.
"Accio Potter Book." He murmured. The book flew out of the open window of his room, landing with a soft thump into Harry's lap. "Accio athame." The small dagger followed immediately.
