Harry was woken by a prodding on his cheek the following morning; he groggily opened his eyes and saw Jack staring cheerfully at him.

"Morning!" He said chirpily.

"How long have you been awake Harry asked and yawned loudly and Jack shrugged. He snuggled up against Harry. He pulled the blanket up over their heads, trapping the heat inside. They heard the door open and the familiar sound of their mother's footsteps walk into the room.

The giggled and Lily's footsteps stopped. "My, my! Still sleeping? what lazy boys I've raised!" She said and whipped the blankets off the two Potter offspring. "Come on! Time to get up!" And both boys groaned.

Lily suddenly growled launched herself at them, giving both a heart attack and making Jack jump up and run out the room.

"What was that for?" Harry asked.

"To get you up, you've got a half hour to get ready then you're going to Mrs Figg's house."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. Can I please have my blankets back now?"

"Once you get up. You can have them back." Lily said and received a glare from her heavily pregnant son.

"I can't in case you haven't noticed, I'm too fat to even sit up!" He said and then turned over and burst out crying into his pillow.

Lily realized she had forgotten his pregnancy hormones and dropped the blankets before getting onto the bed beside him and hugged him round the shoulder.

"You're not fat, hon." She said comfortingly.

"I am!" Harry wailed. "I can't even see my feet or get up by myself anymore. I can't sleep cause he's constantly kicking my ribs of bladder and I look like a house" He complained.

"That still doesn't make you fat my baby." She replied rubbing his back. "It just means you're pregnant and this is normal, every kick brings you closer to bringing a little boy into the world. Doesn't that make you excited? Doesn't it make the pain worth it to think it's a human life inside here?" She asked and he nodded slowly and looked down at his stomach before he spread one palm across it.

"I'm excited, its just nerve wracking to think about what I'm going to do when he finally comes. I mean, what if I go into labour in class?"

"Don't worry about that, I'm sure Albus will figure something out " She said placing her hand by her son's and Harry looked up at her.

"Dumbledore knows?" He asked and she nodded.

"Your dad and I went to talk to him last month. Needless to say, he was very curious who the other parent was."

"You didn't tell him, right?" He said nervously.

"Course not! No body has to know if you don't want them to."

"Thanks mum!" He said and hugged his mother.

Lily slowly opened the bathroom door to find Harry lying in the bath, water up to his neck, his stomach protruding from the water and his hand resting on it. His eyes opened and he smiled at his mother, having never been shy of his body or being naked in front of her.

"So, what did Draco say about coming here next month?" She asked as she started cleaning up the bathroom.

"He said he'd be happy to. Although he was rather nervous." He replied.

"Why would he be nervous?"

"Well, it is that he is Slytherin, and h-" He said but was cut off by a shout.

"Lily! Have you seen where are my robes?" James yelled.

"Behind the door dear!" She shouted back.

"And m—" She cut him off.

"Your shows are under the bed, your belt in hanging over the bed and your wand is under your pillow." She said then huffed and turned to her son. "Honestly, if he doesn't stop shouting he's going to wake Jack again. I just got him to sleep again."

"Figures that he's tired. He was talking non stop and asking questions till about 2 am." Harry said and Lily smiled softly.

"He's just curious, he looks up to you." She said.

"Yeah, I know, it's just tiring cause it takes about a half hour lying still before Baby here will stop kicking and every 15 minutes Jack tosses and turns so..." He trailed off and Lily nodded in understanding. A head popped round the door.

"Lily, where's my tie?" James asked and Lily rolled her eyes. "What?"

"Try up your ass!." She said sarcastically and he came into the room.

"Maybe you can try looking there for me." He said flirtatiously pulling Lily towards him and Harry pulled a face and got up, wrapping a towel round his engorged waist. "What's your rush?" James asked him as Harry gathered his things.

"I get little enough sleep without nightmares of my parents doing it." He said and James and Lily broke apart blushing and Harry put his stuff back down.

"I haven't even got a chance to talk to you properly yet, Harry." James said.

"What is there to talk about?" he said and got on that scale all those months ago that made him realize that there would be a consequence to his night with his Godfather.

"Something wrong?" Lily asked as he frowned then wrote something in a book on the table.

"Nothing, it's just I'm going to have some serious work to do over the summer if I want to get back on the Qudditch team." He said and James looked at the book briefly. It had dates an as far as she could see, from August, it had gone from about60 kgs, a normal weight for someone his age; to march it had gone to110 kg. "Cause I highly doubt it's a 50 kg baby" He said and Lily looked worriedly at him.

"You sure that scale is right? I mean, it's a bit much for 7 months." She said, trying to not offend him. But he didn't look offended, he actually looked amused.

"Maybe for a normal female pregnancy, but when I spoke to that healer he said it's normal for a male's weight gain to be more." He said with a smile on his face.

"James?" Sirius called popping his head round the bathroom door. Harry blushed and pulled the towel tighter round his waist, considering that it barely went round. "Come on Harry! I've seen you naked before." Sirius said and regretted it as Harry turned a deeper red and ran into the shower.

"you know what I meant!" Sirius called walking towards the shower and the door opened slightly. Harry looked out with one eye. "I thought we could forget about that and just go back to how things were before!" Sirius said, feeling James and Lily both looking at him strangely. The door closed and there was a loud yelp.

"Oh holy fucking crap!" Harry cried and Sirius opened the door to find Harry clutching his fingers, the towel falling down.

"What happened?" Remus and Peter called running into the room. Remus in pajamas and Peter with a toothbrush in his mouth.

Harry quickly pulled the towel back up and stood up. "Ok, everybody out! What is this? A goddamn show?" He said and pushed all 5 adults out of his bathroom before Lily could moan about his language.

Harry walked into the kitchen where they were eating breakfast, not looking up and still clearly blushing.

"You're ready to leave for Mrs. Figg's house, I take it?" James asked.

"Not going to Mrs. Figg, got plans," He said. "Going with Ron to Hermione's house."

"What time will you be back?" James asked and Harry shrugged.

"We're staying over for the night, I'll probably be back late tomorrow." He said picking up a piece of toast.

"When did you plan this?" James asked looking cautiously at his son.

"Ages ago!" He said and before James could say anything else, Ron, who must have flooed in, walked into the kitchen.

"Better not eat too much Ron!" Harry said.

"Yleagh, tlhge nlighgt busg clagn glegt plrettgy rlogh." He replied with his mouth full, none of the adults understanding a word he said, but Harry seemed to cause quickly replied.

"I'm not taking hte knight bus!"

"Then how are we supposed to get to Mione?" Ron asked

"We walk." Harry said and Ron choked on his pumpkin juice

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"You're 7 months pregnant! You can't walk all the way there!"

"Really? Just watch me!" Harry said and picked up his bag, stood up from the table and left the room.

"Please talk some sense into him." Ron pleaded to James who just smirked.

"Well, if you're gonna stop him, I suggest you hurry." Sirius said cheerfully, looking out the kitchen window and seeing Harry walk in the road behind the house. Ron swore, got up and ran after him.