Chapter Fifty-five: Complications
"Umm, Ginny?" Harry moaned as a wave of nausea washed over him.
"Yeah?" Ginny mumbled.
"I think I'm sick." Harry groaned.
"Oh, no! It's our first day taking care of all the kids! I'm supposed to sleep in and everything else you promised."
"I will after..." Harry jumped up and began to puke in the toilet.
"Harry? Are you all right? I thought you were just trying to get out of pampering me! You're really sick! What's wrong?"
"Umm... I'm nausea and vomiting obviously. I'm dizzy, I have a headache, I feel bloated, and there is a bit of cramping in my stomach. I think I have a stomach virus."
"Perhaps you should go see a Healer." Ginny said before wiping Harry's mouth with a wet rag.
"Yeah, I'll go see Madam Pomfrey as soon as I get dressed. Should we all go?" Harry asked.
"No, mums supposed to be here any minute, you go. I want to know what she says STAT, got that?" Ginny grinned. Harry nodded and then groaned.
"Okay, I'm gong." Harry did a quick cleaning charm, and got dressed. He stared at the floo, just the thought of it made him feel sick again, but so did the long walk from Hogsmead. His mind made up, Harry conjured a bucket and walked into the fireplace, he was gone in an instant.
Upon arriving, Harry promptly barfed into the bucket; Madam Pomfrey was on him within seconds.
"Mr. Potter! It's summer and here you are again!" Harry smiled, as he laid down on one of the hospital beds. "Symptoms." Poppy ordered. Harry used to hearing this after working in the hospital over the summer was quick to give his report. "What do you think it is?"
"Some sort of stomach bug." Harry said trying to fight down another wave of nausea.
"Well you have all the symptoms minus the fever. My test shows no bug, what else could it be?"
"No clue." Harry responded looking confused.
"Could you be pregnant, Mr. Potter?" Harry sat up quickly, but regretted it, as the dizziness knocked him back down.
"No, Ginny and I have not...in at least six weeks and even then we used every protection spell and Muggle item we could find without having anything counter each other out!" It was a common mistake that people took two potions that did the same thing but stopped working when used with the other.
"Well nothing is a hundred percent, let's see shall we?" Harry groaned. No Ginny was pregnant, they could not be pregnant together, and it just did not work like that! Harry glared at the all to familiar potion before drinking it. The results were much faster then before. Almost instantaneously, Harry burped and three very blue bubbles came out.
"No!" Harry yelled, "I can't be pregnant!" That was when Harry noticed the three bubbles. "Umm, there are three bubbles there, maybe the batch was wrong." Harry looked hopeful.
"No sweetie, that means you're having triplets." Harry fainted right then and there. One Ennervate later found Harry stared wide-eyed at Madam Pomfrey.
"Are you kidding? How? Why didn't Hermione burp two bubbles when she took the potion?"
"She took the potion right after getting pregnant, the potion can not detect that. You however say you have not been with your wife for six weeks, which from your symptoms I am guessing that is how far along you are. As you should know, your babies are better developed by now, with triplets it is no wonder your symptoms are this bad. Now you know your options, think about them. In the meantime, let me get you on prenatal vitamins, as well as this potion twice a day with meals, which should make the morning sickness a bit more bearable. You my boy are a high risk so I would prefer it if you grabbed the family and came back here to live as soon as possible. If not, you are to make your floo trips very few, as well as apperating. Neither is good for the babies."
"I would like to stay at home as long as possible." Harry stated.
"Very well, I will be by once a day to give you a check up. And of course while I'm there I'll give Ginny one too. You are both to get as much rest as possible, so I would get some help."
"Ha, fat chance that one until at least next week, we have all the kids." Harry gave a small smile before taking his things, saying thanks and flooing home. Harry went straight to the couch, sat down and just stared at his stomach. Ginny walked by and ran to his side.
"Harry honey, what's wrong what did she say?" Ginny asked.
"She said...umm...she said..."
"Honey?" Ginny was starting to panic.
"I'm pregnant, at least six weeks."
"Are you serious?" Ginny asked wide eyes. Harry nodded.
"That's not all." Harry whispered. "I'm having triplets."
"Three?" Ginny exclaimed. "But...how did this happen?"
"Well, I have something I want to tell you...Umm, well I just got word from St. Mungos. I had my check up yesterday as you know and I'm having twins." Ginny whispered.
"What? That's five children! We can't have five children! That will give us a total of seven, and were trying to go to school, and teach...oh this is not good." Harry stated.
"It is! We just have to find the good in it!" Harry stared into his wife's eyes for a minute before nodding.
"What are we going to do?" He whispered.
"I don't know." Ginny whispered back.
"Umm, Ginny?" Harry moaned as a wave of nausea washed over him.
"Yeah?" Ginny mumbled.
"I think I'm sick." Harry groaned.
"Oh, no! It's our first day taking care of all the kids! I'm supposed to sleep in and everything else you promised."
"I will after..." Harry jumped up and began to puke in the toilet.
"Harry? Are you all right? I thought you were just trying to get out of pampering me! You're really sick! What's wrong?"
"Umm... I'm nausea and vomiting obviously. I'm dizzy, I have a headache, I feel bloated, and there is a bit of cramping in my stomach. I think I have a stomach virus."
"Perhaps you should go see a Healer." Ginny said before wiping Harry's mouth with a wet rag.
"Yeah, I'll go see Madam Pomfrey as soon as I get dressed. Should we all go?" Harry asked.
"No, mums supposed to be here any minute, you go. I want to know what she says STAT, got that?" Ginny grinned. Harry nodded and then groaned.
"Okay, I'm gong." Harry did a quick cleaning charm, and got dressed. He stared at the floo, just the thought of it made him feel sick again, but so did the long walk from Hogsmead. His mind made up, Harry conjured a bucket and walked into the fireplace, he was gone in an instant.
Upon arriving, Harry promptly barfed into the bucket; Madam Pomfrey was on him within seconds.
"Mr. Potter! It's summer and here you are again!" Harry smiled, as he laid down on one of the hospital beds. "Symptoms." Poppy ordered. Harry used to hearing this after working in the hospital over the summer was quick to give his report. "What do you think it is?"
"Some sort of stomach bug." Harry said trying to fight down another wave of nausea.
"Well you have all the symptoms minus the fever. My test shows no bug, what else could it be?"
"No clue." Harry responded looking confused.
"Could you be pregnant, Mr. Potter?" Harry sat up quickly, but regretted it, as the dizziness knocked him back down.
"No, Ginny and I have not...in at least six weeks and even then we used every protection spell and Muggle item we could find without having anything counter each other out!" It was a common mistake that people took two potions that did the same thing but stopped working when used with the other.
"Well nothing is a hundred percent, let's see shall we?" Harry groaned. No Ginny was pregnant, they could not be pregnant together, and it just did not work like that! Harry glared at the all to familiar potion before drinking it. The results were much faster then before. Almost instantaneously, Harry burped and three very blue bubbles came out.
"No!" Harry yelled, "I can't be pregnant!" That was when Harry noticed the three bubbles. "Umm, there are three bubbles there, maybe the batch was wrong." Harry looked hopeful.
"No sweetie, that means you're having triplets." Harry fainted right then and there. One Ennervate later found Harry stared wide-eyed at Madam Pomfrey.
"Are you kidding? How? Why didn't Hermione burp two bubbles when she took the potion?"
"She took the potion right after getting pregnant, the potion can not detect that. You however say you have not been with your wife for six weeks, which from your symptoms I am guessing that is how far along you are. As you should know, your babies are better developed by now, with triplets it is no wonder your symptoms are this bad. Now you know your options, think about them. In the meantime, let me get you on prenatal vitamins, as well as this potion twice a day with meals, which should make the morning sickness a bit more bearable. You my boy are a high risk so I would prefer it if you grabbed the family and came back here to live as soon as possible. If not, you are to make your floo trips very few, as well as apperating. Neither is good for the babies."
"I would like to stay at home as long as possible." Harry stated.
"Very well, I will be by once a day to give you a check up. And of course while I'm there I'll give Ginny one too. You are both to get as much rest as possible, so I would get some help."
"Ha, fat chance that one until at least next week, we have all the kids." Harry gave a small smile before taking his things, saying thanks and flooing home. Harry went straight to the couch, sat down and just stared at his stomach. Ginny walked by and ran to his side.
"Harry honey, what's wrong what did she say?" Ginny asked.
"She said...umm...she said..."
"Honey?" Ginny was starting to panic.
"I'm pregnant, at least six weeks."
"Are you serious?" Ginny asked wide eyes. Harry nodded.
"That's not all." Harry whispered. "I'm having triplets."
"Three?" Ginny exclaimed. "But...how did this happen?"
"Well, I have something I want to tell you...Umm, well I just got word from St. Mungos. I had my check up yesterday as you know and I'm having twins." Ginny whispered.
"What? That's five children! We can't have five children! That will give us a total of seven, and were trying to go to school, and teach...oh this is not good." Harry stated.
"It is! We just have to find the good in it!" Harry stared into his wife's eyes for a minute before nodding.
"What are we going to do?" He whispered.
"I don't know." Ginny whispered back.