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This story is SLASH and has MPREG in it if you don't like these things the click the back button as you wont find anything you would like here. Flamers will be doused and thrown down a hole somewhere.
Well sorry it has been a while since I last updated but I hope the wait was worth it. Thank you to Tiger of the Fire foe betaing this fic.
Chapter Six
Epilogue One
The months flew by as Harry, Fred and George got things ready for the baby's arrival. Godric's Hollow had been rebuilt before Christmas. Fred and George had spent all their free time over at the cottage. It had eight bedrooms, four bathrooms, three living rooms, a kitchen and a large dining room. The twins did not want Harry going to the place of his birth until they had finished decorating it, as well as getting all the furniture placed in the right spots.
George had proposed to them both just before Christmas. He had done it at the Burrow while they were all gathered in one place to celebrate the happy holiday. George had been so sure of himself and their answers that he had everything arranged for a New Year's Day wedding. They had the ceremony in the garden at the Burrow, with warming charms to keep everyone warm. A triad ceremony is not often seen as most only have one other person to share their lives with.
Harry had just gone eight months when they finished decorating Godric's Hollow and on Valentines Day they celebrated by a candle lit dinner in their new home. It was now the middle of March and the baby was due very soon. The twins had taken turns to stay with Harry while the other opened the shop.
On the twenty-fourth of March, George had stayed home that day to watch over Harry. He heard a yell come from the library, the twins had used one of the living rooms to make the library. "George!" Came a screaming yell.
"Harry," he breathed as he rushed out of the room he was in and went to the library, he saw Harry pale, sitting on one of the large stuffy chairs, holding his rounded stomach.
"I need to see Pomfrey, it's time." He didn't really want to see the medi-witch, but he knew that she was the only one he truly trusted with this.
George paled as he rushed over to the fireplace and fire called Madam Pomfrey. "Poppy we need you here Harry has gone into labour," he said to the medi-witch, his voice was shaking slightly.
"Step back Mr. Weasley and I will come through now," she said briskly, and a moment later she stepped into Godric's hollow in a swirl of green flames.
"He is in the library; I have to get in touch with Fred," he said almost in a panic. Pomfrey nodded and walked out of the room and went to the library.
George went back to fireplace and fire called his twin. "Fred you best get your arse back here as soon as you can," he said as soon as he saw Fred's face in the fire.
Fred looked confused and asked his brother, "Why? Is something wrong with Harry?" He then said a little panicked.
"He is having the baby now, Poppy is here seeing to him so I suggest you move," he told his brother and ended the call and stepped away from the fire to wait for him to come through the floo.
Ten minutes later a pasty faced Fred stumbled out of the green flames. "Where is he?" He asked as he stood straight and dusted himself off.
"Poppy has taken him to the bedroom. She told me to take you up there. He's going to have a caesarean, well there is no other way the baby would come out." George smiled a little as they walked towards the master bedroom.
They opened the bedroom door and walked through a shield spell that got rid of any dirt and germs, making sure the room was sterile for when Poppy did the caesarean. Though at that moment it looked like nothing would be happening as Poppy and Harry were arguing.
"You won't do ANYTHING until Fred and George are here with me," Harry screamed at the medi-witch as she sat on the side of the large queen sized bed.
"Now you listen here MR. Potter-Weasley, if you wait much longer that child you lovingly carry may well be dead," She said, emphasizing his name, but otherwise remaining calm.
"We are here, so no more argument," Fred said, his voice a little shaky as they walked over to the bed. He kissed Harry softly on the lips in greeting and looked over at the medi-witch.
"Thank Merlin you're here and you took your sweet time about it as well, next time move it or I will knock him out," she scolded them, thought they didn't pay that much attention to it as their late mother was the only they would pay attention to, as she was the only one that could make them sorry they did something, though Harry was getting better at scolding the twins as well.
"Sorry," they said together as they looked over at the exasperated medi-witch. Harry had already driven the unflappable medi-witch to new heights with her trying to get the young man to stay with her during his pregnancy.
Now that Harry had calmed down she cast a numbing charm onto the swollen stomach. "Now Harry I want you to relax, alright. There is nothing to worry about," she said as Fred and George sat at the head of the bed on either side.
A moment later she was cutting Harry's stomach open with her wand, the tip was lit up in an angry red. When she opened the cut open a little she heard a thud from the top of the bed. Fred had fainted, George was laughing and even Harry gave a slight chuckle. Poppy woke him up with a quick flick of her wand. "Don't do it again Fred or you'll miss the birth of your kid," George said to his younger brother.
A few moments later Poppy had pulled a little bundle from Harry and had George cut the cord as Fred was in too much of a daze to do it. She finished cleaning the airway and a loud cry rang out in the bedroom. "Congratulations," she said as she handed the bundled up baby to Fred so she could heal the incision on Harry's abdomen. "It's a girl. Seven pounds, six ounces, and healthy," She added as she finished healing the young man on the bed.
After making sure that everything was all right with Harry and the new baby she left the family to get to know their little bundle of joy. "What are we going to call her?" Fred asked his husbands.
Harry looked at one and then the other. "I was thinking of Jade Molly Potter-Weasley," he said quietly, hoping that it was alright to use Molly's name as their daughter's middle name.
George smiled and then Fred did. "That's perfect Harry, what do you think Jade, you like it don't you," he said as he put his finger into her small little hand. The little hand tightened around it griping it strongly.
"I think she likes it George," Fred said still in awe of the little girl in his arms. He had yet to let Harry hold the precious child.
"Can I hold her?" Harry said as he held his arms out for his daughter. She was soon placed securely in them. "Hello little one and welcome to the family. We hope you are happy with us," he said. With a little yawn she went to sleep.
I hope you all liked this chapter, I have one last epilogue to write for this story and then it is finished. I hope that you all have liked this story and please review me and tell me what you think.
Also the 24th of March is in tribute to Tiger of the Fire's birthday.
