Story- Who's Is It?
Rating- R
Author- J.E.A.R.K.Potter
Disclaimer- Like I've said, day I own Harry Potter is the day I start
hating pop... Or the day that Kayleigh's brain comes back from
vacation... lol :D But no, I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
(A/N Hey everyone!! Erin's going to have to post for me more often, now,
besides when I can get on over at Aunt Peg's or at school, because you
see... Eh, never mind. I just don't go over to Aunt Peg's house that
much any more, and that's where the computer is... So yeah... Read and
review, please!! Jackie)
Chapter 7-
The Baby
"Harry?" Hermione asked softly, looking up at him as they entered ad
Girl room (Harry had been made Head Boy, so it really didn't matter
who's room they slept in).
"Yeah?" he asked.
"I know we've talked about it before, but you don't mind the baby
having your last name, do you?"
"Hermione, if we weren't in our seventh year, how many kids do you
think we'd have?"
"Harry, did you forget that we've never really DONE anything to make
us have kids?" Hermione asked, smiling.
"Okay, if we'd gave into temptation..."
"Over a million, in that case," Hermione laughed. "What should we name
it?"
"I'm still with Kaylei Lillian for a girl, and James Herald if it's a
boy," Harry said.
Hermione smiled. "It's really sweet of you that you went through all
that trouble just to find out my biological parents' names, even if
they're dead," she said softly.
Harry hugged her. "That's what I'm here for, Mione. Being cute, sweet,
funny, nice, and famous all rolled into one person. Yup, yup, yup!
That's me alright," he said, and that made Hermione laugh.
"Funny, Potter. Real funny," she said, and lead them to be lying down
on her bed.
"You think we'd have a million kids if we'd gave into temptation?"
Harry asked.
Hermione was looking up at Harry, her hands under her head while she
was laying on her side the best she could, and Harry laying on his back,
his elbows out with his hands under his head.
"Well, not that many, of course. If we'd gave into temptation, though,
Harry, we'd probably already have one of our own running around here
with Mc Gonagall telling us that we're to young to ever think about
having children, let alone have on, and yet, we'd still have everyone
else to deal with," Hermione said.
He smiled down at her, and kissed her forehead. "Go ahead and sleep,
Mione. You and that baby in there need it," he said.
"Love you," she said before she fell asleep.
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(Next day: February 24th)
Hermione had slept through the whole night. Harry, of course, was up
most f it thinking to himself. For some reason, he kept thinking that
the baby was going to hate him because he had no chance of being the
real father to it. It either had to be Draco's, or worse yet,
Voldemort's. Harry wished with everything he had that the baby was his,
not one of the men who had raped Hermione, but there was nothing he
could do, unless somehow he and Hermione had had sex without him knowing
it. Ron had come up around midnight, just to make sure everything was
okay with Hermione. Since it was only about five days till she was due,
all of the Gryffindors were worried about Hermione. She was an idol to
most of them, since she was Head Girl. Harry was up, and had went
downstairs to get Hermione some breakfast from Dobby, because he knew
that she'd be up any--- ((A/N Don't ya'll just hate it when the
characters interrupt your typing? Lol :D))
"HARRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Immediately, Ron and Ginny came rushing up into Hermione's room, their
eyes wide.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked.
"Where--- The--- Bloody--- Hell--- Is--- HARRY?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?"
Hermione screamed, holding her stomach.
"Herms, are you in----" Ron began, but he got a comb thrown at him.
"Yes, I'm in bloody labour!! Will you pleaseeeeeee get Harry for me!!
Or at least Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore, or Mc Gonagall!!"
"Right on it, Ma'am!" Ron said, and ran out of the room while Ginny
went over and took Hermione's hand.
"Everything will be alright, Hermy. No one's gonna---" Ginny looked at
the door, and in came rushing Harry, his hands splattered in butter
since Ron had crashed into him on his way down.
"Thanks, Gin," Harry said, going over and taking Ginny's place.
Hermione smiled up at Harry, but then squeezed his hand in pain as Ron
came back up into the room followed by Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore, and
Mc Gonagall.
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(Hours later...)
"Who the hell is the father? The baby looks nothing like Harry!" Ginny
said, looking back between Ron and Harry. Madame Pomfrey had asked them
to leave the room for a moment (of course, Harry had protested and had
gotten literally thrown out of the room by a very angry and irritated
nurse...).
"Well," Ron looked at Harry, and Harry nodded.
"Go ahead and tell her. It's not like she's not going to find out
anyways," Harry said, and banged on the door to Hermione's room. "Come
on, Dumbledore!! You said I could come in one minute, and it's been
five!!"
Ron took Ginny by the shoulder, and led her down the stairs, mostly to
talk to her without her yelling.
Dumbledore opened the door, and Harry went rushing in to Hermione's
side.
Hermione was crying. She held the baby in her arms, but she was
refusing to look at it.
"What wrong? Who's is it?" Harry mouthed to Dumbledore.
"We don't know, Harry. Look at James and tell me what you think,"
Dumbledore said.
Harry went over, and got a good look at James Herald Potter ((A/N
Remember, they were talking, and that's what they decided on the name...
Just because it's got Harry's last name doesn't mean it's his!!)). When
the tiny baby (Harry figured he'd take after his mother on that part)
opened his eyes, Harry swore that for one moment they were green, but
then they changed to red. Then the hair was blonde, much like Malfoy's
hair was coloured. Mostly, James had his mother's features, though, so
it was really impossible to tell who's it was.
"Hermione, remember, he's still a baby. He's got to grow into his
looks really to determine what he's going to look like," Harry said
softly.
"He's a mix of the two fucking bastards, Harry!! I--- How can I raise
a baby that looks so much like... So much like both of them?" she asked.
"There is one way to find out who's the baby is, you know that, don't
you, Miss Granger?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"There is? How? Please tell me it's not the muggle way. I don't feel
like going on Maury and having the whole muggle population know that I
don't know who the bloody hell is child's father," Hermione said.
"No, no. It's magical, Miss Granger. All I need to know is some
information on the two might-be fathers, and I should know within the
next month who's it is," Madame Pomfrey said.
Hermione looked up at Harry.
"That sounds good to us," Harry said, looking down at James. Each time
that baby looked up at Harry, he swore his eyes went to a shade of
green. Now only if he could find out who had green eyes-----
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A/N so, how many people are confused? How many think Harry's a blonde
for not knowing who has green eyes? So, who's is it, really? Oh, to all
of you who wanted it to be Harry's child, and are angry at me for doing
this, you'll see soon something that I've got planned for little
James... :D, by the way, I didn't mean to use my b-day as James's
b-day... But if you look at it right, when does break usually start for
them? June 1st? Well, if Harry went to the Grangers' house early n the
summer, around the first few weeks of June... Well, it takes nine months
to have a baby!! June, July, August, September, October, November,
December, January, February... So yeah!!... Anyways, :D, REVIEW!! Jackie
Rating- R
Author- J.E.A.R.K.Potter
Disclaimer- Like I've said, day I own Harry Potter is the day I start
hating pop... Or the day that Kayleigh's brain comes back from
vacation... lol :D But no, I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
(A/N Hey everyone!! Erin's going to have to post for me more often, now,
besides when I can get on over at Aunt Peg's or at school, because you
see... Eh, never mind. I just don't go over to Aunt Peg's house that
much any more, and that's where the computer is... So yeah... Read and
review, please!! Jackie)
Chapter 7-
The Baby
"Harry?" Hermione asked softly, looking up at him as they entered ad
Girl room (Harry had been made Head Boy, so it really didn't matter
who's room they slept in).
"Yeah?" he asked.
"I know we've talked about it before, but you don't mind the baby
having your last name, do you?"
"Hermione, if we weren't in our seventh year, how many kids do you
think we'd have?"
"Harry, did you forget that we've never really DONE anything to make
us have kids?" Hermione asked, smiling.
"Okay, if we'd gave into temptation..."
"Over a million, in that case," Hermione laughed. "What should we name
it?"
"I'm still with Kaylei Lillian for a girl, and James Herald if it's a
boy," Harry said.
Hermione smiled. "It's really sweet of you that you went through all
that trouble just to find out my biological parents' names, even if
they're dead," she said softly.
Harry hugged her. "That's what I'm here for, Mione. Being cute, sweet,
funny, nice, and famous all rolled into one person. Yup, yup, yup!
That's me alright," he said, and that made Hermione laugh.
"Funny, Potter. Real funny," she said, and lead them to be lying down
on her bed.
"You think we'd have a million kids if we'd gave into temptation?"
Harry asked.
Hermione was looking up at Harry, her hands under her head while she
was laying on her side the best she could, and Harry laying on his back,
his elbows out with his hands under his head.
"Well, not that many, of course. If we'd gave into temptation, though,
Harry, we'd probably already have one of our own running around here
with Mc Gonagall telling us that we're to young to ever think about
having children, let alone have on, and yet, we'd still have everyone
else to deal with," Hermione said.
He smiled down at her, and kissed her forehead. "Go ahead and sleep,
Mione. You and that baby in there need it," he said.
"Love you," she said before she fell asleep.
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(Next day: February 24th)
Hermione had slept through the whole night. Harry, of course, was up
most f it thinking to himself. For some reason, he kept thinking that
the baby was going to hate him because he had no chance of being the
real father to it. It either had to be Draco's, or worse yet,
Voldemort's. Harry wished with everything he had that the baby was his,
not one of the men who had raped Hermione, but there was nothing he
could do, unless somehow he and Hermione had had sex without him knowing
it. Ron had come up around midnight, just to make sure everything was
okay with Hermione. Since it was only about five days till she was due,
all of the Gryffindors were worried about Hermione. She was an idol to
most of them, since she was Head Girl. Harry was up, and had went
downstairs to get Hermione some breakfast from Dobby, because he knew
that she'd be up any--- ((A/N Don't ya'll just hate it when the
characters interrupt your typing? Lol :D))
"HARRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Immediately, Ron and Ginny came rushing up into Hermione's room, their
eyes wide.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked.
"Where--- The--- Bloody--- Hell--- Is--- HARRY?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?"
Hermione screamed, holding her stomach.
"Herms, are you in----" Ron began, but he got a comb thrown at him.
"Yes, I'm in bloody labour!! Will you pleaseeeeeee get Harry for me!!
Or at least Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore, or Mc Gonagall!!"
"Right on it, Ma'am!" Ron said, and ran out of the room while Ginny
went over and took Hermione's hand.
"Everything will be alright, Hermy. No one's gonna---" Ginny looked at
the door, and in came rushing Harry, his hands splattered in butter
since Ron had crashed into him on his way down.
"Thanks, Gin," Harry said, going over and taking Ginny's place.
Hermione smiled up at Harry, but then squeezed his hand in pain as Ron
came back up into the room followed by Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore, and
Mc Gonagall.
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(Hours later...)
"Who the hell is the father? The baby looks nothing like Harry!" Ginny
said, looking back between Ron and Harry. Madame Pomfrey had asked them
to leave the room for a moment (of course, Harry had protested and had
gotten literally thrown out of the room by a very angry and irritated
nurse...).
"Well," Ron looked at Harry, and Harry nodded.
"Go ahead and tell her. It's not like she's not going to find out
anyways," Harry said, and banged on the door to Hermione's room. "Come
on, Dumbledore!! You said I could come in one minute, and it's been
five!!"
Ron took Ginny by the shoulder, and led her down the stairs, mostly to
talk to her without her yelling.
Dumbledore opened the door, and Harry went rushing in to Hermione's
side.
Hermione was crying. She held the baby in her arms, but she was
refusing to look at it.
"What wrong? Who's is it?" Harry mouthed to Dumbledore.
"We don't know, Harry. Look at James and tell me what you think,"
Dumbledore said.
Harry went over, and got a good look at James Herald Potter ((A/N
Remember, they were talking, and that's what they decided on the name...
Just because it's got Harry's last name doesn't mean it's his!!)). When
the tiny baby (Harry figured he'd take after his mother on that part)
opened his eyes, Harry swore that for one moment they were green, but
then they changed to red. Then the hair was blonde, much like Malfoy's
hair was coloured. Mostly, James had his mother's features, though, so
it was really impossible to tell who's it was.
"Hermione, remember, he's still a baby. He's got to grow into his
looks really to determine what he's going to look like," Harry said
softly.
"He's a mix of the two fucking bastards, Harry!! I--- How can I raise
a baby that looks so much like... So much like both of them?" she asked.
"There is one way to find out who's the baby is, you know that, don't
you, Miss Granger?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"There is? How? Please tell me it's not the muggle way. I don't feel
like going on Maury and having the whole muggle population know that I
don't know who the bloody hell is child's father," Hermione said.
"No, no. It's magical, Miss Granger. All I need to know is some
information on the two might-be fathers, and I should know within the
next month who's it is," Madame Pomfrey said.
Hermione looked up at Harry.
"That sounds good to us," Harry said, looking down at James. Each time
that baby looked up at Harry, he swore his eyes went to a shade of
green. Now only if he could find out who had green eyes-----
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A/N so, how many people are confused? How many think Harry's a blonde
for not knowing who has green eyes? So, who's is it, really? Oh, to all
of you who wanted it to be Harry's child, and are angry at me for doing
this, you'll see soon something that I've got planned for little
James... :D, by the way, I didn't mean to use my b-day as James's
b-day... But if you look at it right, when does break usually start for
them? June 1st? Well, if Harry went to the Grangers' house early n the
summer, around the first few weeks of June... Well, it takes nine months
to have a baby!! June, July, August, September, October, November,
December, January, February... So yeah!!... Anyways, :D, REVIEW!! Jackie