Warning
It was mid-January when Minister C. Fudge walked into Hogwarts, he had come about Harry Potter. The young man had refused to tell anyone of he baby's father, and as far as he was concerned Harry was not bonded to anyone. It was lunch time when he arrived and everyone was in the Great Hall.
He strode up to Harry and looked him confidently in the eye. "Mr Potter, I have come to inform you that you must tell me the name of the colds father."
Harry stared defiantly into the Ministers eyes, stood up and replied "I will do no such thing, why should I tell you the name of my bonded just for your own idiotic sense of need. The father of the baby shall remain nameless, for now, until we both decide that it is alright for you or anyone else to know. We want peace and quiet, not reporters camping out in the garden of out house or here at Hogwarts. We are both old enough to realise what we were getting into the day we bonded to each other. I have more important things to do than talk with a love level scum bag like you!" he voice getting louder as he talked.
"Mr Potter, if you do not tell me then I shall have you married off to some one, no pregnant person under the age of 21 can be alone. If you will not get married or bonded then the child as soon as it is born will be taken off of you!" Fudge shouted back enraged that a seventeen year old wizard would talk back to him.
Hermione, Ron and Neville stood up with Harry, they each stared hatefully at the Minister of Magic. "you threaten to have him married to whom Fudge?" Ron growled eyes narrowing to slits, thinking of was to get rid of this idiot.
Fudge turned and faced him and replied sternly. "Mr Weasley, you should keep you interfering nose out of this, this does not concern you at all"
Hermione looked down her nose at the small man and said in a haughty voice of authority "This does concern us, Harry is our friend, and we also consider him our brother, you are threatening our family. You have no right to demand anything from him. He does not have to tell you anything. He can not be married or bonded as he is already bonded to the Childs father. So take you short fat little ass and the get hell out of here before we all decide to hex you out of the pathetic robe you wear!" she ended up shouting the last bit.
Fudge sputtered, outraged that a muggle born know it all would dare to say such things, "Miss Granger, keep your know it all nose out of my official business. You need not protect him from his own foolish mistakes. He needs to be taught the consequences of his actions."
"I would keep all of you lame brained comments to your self Minister Fudge, my best friend is bonded to the child's father I was there at the bonding as well as Hermione and Ron. I am glad to see him and his bonded happy, it was a beautiful day for the bonding. So you leave Harry and his bonded alone, you have no business except to cause unnecessary trouble, and stress for Harry. He dose not need stress a wizard pregnancy that has happened by nature is stressful enough. So get you pathetic excuse for a reason and the fuck out of here." Neville said calmly, he had noted the look of fire in Harry's eyes. He need the minister out of there before Harry did something.
Fudge was about to speak again but Harry beat him to it "GET OUT OF HERE FUDGE!" he shouted, magical power surrounded Harry making him glow a bright forest green. The aura surged forward and slammed into the minister, sending him flying across the room over the tables and into the wall near the Slytherin table.
Fudge groggily got up from the floor, he turned towards Harry and pointed his ward at him, "I will not stand for your insolence you will be coming with me!" he shouted, a curse sprang from his lips and flew towards Harry.
Harry's magical aura sensed the danger of the curse flying towards him and reacted institutively. It cast a shield, protecting him and his unborn child. The green aura grew in intensity once again and it flew towards the minister. It picked him up and he went flying out of the Great Hall.
The aura dissipated from around Harry, he began to collapse in exhaustion of the magical power he had used. Neville, Ron and Hermione rushed towards him. Neville caught him before he could fall unconscious to the ground.
Madam Pomfrey who had been sat at the head table had ran towards the pregnant young man. A natural pregnancy was very heard to go through for a male. Using to much magical power could hurt both parent and child. It could lead to miscarriage, or early labour. She got Neville to bring Harry to the Hospital Wing.
Harry was laid gently on the hospital bed. Pomfrey stood round and cast spells to see if there was any lingering effect from the spells used. There wasn't but to be on the safe side she was going to keep him in for a while. She shooed the others out and let Harry rest as she went and did some work around the Hospital Wing. Harry would sleep for a while as he had exhausted his magical powers to a point of where the child could be in danger. If he rested everything should be alright for the seven month pregnant man.
