Chapter 56: Toilet Fun
"What is going on in here? Harry, your back! What did Poppy say?" Mrs. Weasley asked placing her hand on Harry's head to feel for fever.
"I'm pregnant." Harry whispered.
"Oh honey..." Mrs. Weasley began.
"We have five children on the way, mum." Ginny stated. And Harry was on the anti-conception spell, and the pill! We don't understand how this could happen!" "Some times it just does, honey. I had the twins while doing the charms as well." Mrs. Weasley said sympathetically. "They are not foul proof. Now, how did we come up with five children on the way?" Mrs. Weasley asked wide-eyed. "Harry are you having four?"
"No, I'm having triplets, Ginny here is having twins." Harry smiled a small smile. "We are both going to be very, very pregnant before this is over with.
"Well then, it's a good thing these kids have a grandmother who has absolutely nothing to do during the day. I will floo to Hogwarts every day and help Mrs. Figg watch the babies, oh it will be so much fun. The house is so empty right now.
"Were going to have to expand the play room and add a nursery to this house and our rooms at Hogwarts." Harry said while rubbing his head from the oncoming headache. "Mrs. Weasley..." Harry started but was interrupted.
"Now Harry, dear. You have practically been a son to me, and you are now legally our son in law, so I would be honored if you called me mum." Harry stared at her for a moment trying not to become teary-eyed.
"Oh-okay...mum. You really don't have to give up your free time baby sitting our kids." Harry told her.
"Non-since. Like I said before I have nothing else to do. I am used to a full house, being alone does not suit me. This is not a negotiation." Harry smiled and nodded in consent knowing full well not to even try and argue with her. Harry let the relief show on his face at one thing already being taken care of. Before they could begin to talk about anything else a wail from upstairs caught their attention.
The three adults bolted up the stairs and in to the over crowded bathroom, where Harry immediately ran into his room to grab the camera he had received from Colin as a baby gift. In the bathroom, Julie had somehow gotten into the toilet and was the one wailing. Meanwhile the other four looked to be doing some kind of toilet mummification ritual as they danced around her with toilet paper. Lily was flushing the toilet and water was pouring all over the flooded floor. The mirror was having a fit in the background, and the adults had tears in their eyes trying not to laugh.
"May I ask what is going on here?" Mrs. Weasley finally got out the room froze.
"Play in." Souroch said with a smile that said he was up to something. Harry walked over to Julie and pulled her out of the toilet and placed her into the tub.
"Alright everyone no more playing in the toilet." Ginny said hands on hips. The children looked cast fallen. They nodded and walked out of the room, when the last child stepped out there was a screech from one of the children and a stampede as they all ran to another wing of the house.
"I'm afraid to ask what they are doing now." Ginny winced.
"You're telling me." Harry smiled; he was only six weeks pregnant and already dead tired.
"What is going on in here? Harry, your back! What did Poppy say?" Mrs. Weasley asked placing her hand on Harry's head to feel for fever.
"I'm pregnant." Harry whispered.
"Oh honey..." Mrs. Weasley began.
"We have five children on the way, mum." Ginny stated. And Harry was on the anti-conception spell, and the pill! We don't understand how this could happen!" "Some times it just does, honey. I had the twins while doing the charms as well." Mrs. Weasley said sympathetically. "They are not foul proof. Now, how did we come up with five children on the way?" Mrs. Weasley asked wide-eyed. "Harry are you having four?"
"No, I'm having triplets, Ginny here is having twins." Harry smiled a small smile. "We are both going to be very, very pregnant before this is over with.
"Well then, it's a good thing these kids have a grandmother who has absolutely nothing to do during the day. I will floo to Hogwarts every day and help Mrs. Figg watch the babies, oh it will be so much fun. The house is so empty right now.
"Were going to have to expand the play room and add a nursery to this house and our rooms at Hogwarts." Harry said while rubbing his head from the oncoming headache. "Mrs. Weasley..." Harry started but was interrupted.
"Now Harry, dear. You have practically been a son to me, and you are now legally our son in law, so I would be honored if you called me mum." Harry stared at her for a moment trying not to become teary-eyed.
"Oh-okay...mum. You really don't have to give up your free time baby sitting our kids." Harry told her.
"Non-since. Like I said before I have nothing else to do. I am used to a full house, being alone does not suit me. This is not a negotiation." Harry smiled and nodded in consent knowing full well not to even try and argue with her. Harry let the relief show on his face at one thing already being taken care of. Before they could begin to talk about anything else a wail from upstairs caught their attention.
The three adults bolted up the stairs and in to the over crowded bathroom, where Harry immediately ran into his room to grab the camera he had received from Colin as a baby gift. In the bathroom, Julie had somehow gotten into the toilet and was the one wailing. Meanwhile the other four looked to be doing some kind of toilet mummification ritual as they danced around her with toilet paper. Lily was flushing the toilet and water was pouring all over the flooded floor. The mirror was having a fit in the background, and the adults had tears in their eyes trying not to laugh.
"May I ask what is going on here?" Mrs. Weasley finally got out the room froze.
"Play in." Souroch said with a smile that said he was up to something. Harry walked over to Julie and pulled her out of the toilet and placed her into the tub.
"Alright everyone no more playing in the toilet." Ginny said hands on hips. The children looked cast fallen. They nodded and walked out of the room, when the last child stepped out there was a screech from one of the children and a stampede as they all ran to another wing of the house.
"I'm afraid to ask what they are doing now." Ginny winced.
"You're telling me." Harry smiled; he was only six weeks pregnant and already dead tired.