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Chapter 16

Harry thought he was dead.

Darkness.

Surrounding and trapping him like the insatiable demon that had been torturing him since that faithful day.

Despair.

Consuming him and slowly eating up the meaning of his life until he was left void and empty.

All he could do was to trust his heart. But did he really want to trust himself when his heart had failed him so many times? Did he really think he could handle another letdown? Even he himself didn't know the answer.

"Harry," a familiar gentle voice called out from his left.

It was like the blindfold covering Harry's eyes was suddenly removed. Everything became so clear and when Harry turned around to the source of that voice he saw a beautiful woman with long auburn hair standing there and smiling at him serenely. Her eyes were exactly the same as Harry's own clear emerald green pair.

"Mum?" Harry whispered, as if afraid that too loud a sound would destroy the moment that he had dreamed of for so many years. The moment to be with his mother, a woman whom Harry didn't know but willingly gave up her life so that he could live.

"Harry."

"Sirius? Dad? Oh God, you are all here. Does that mean I'm dead already?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Don't sound so hopeful, kiddo," Sirius said playfully with a grin plastered on his handsome face.

"Of course you're not dead, dear," Lily continued.

"Your magical system just shut down temporarily due to some, ah, rather drastic changes to your body," James finished smilingly.

Harry's shoulders slumped and he visibly deflated after they said that. His hope was gone. He was still alive. "Then why am I here?" he asked sulkily.

The three good friends were silent for a moment, as though deciding who should be the one who would explain everything to Harry. Finally, it was Lily who spoke, "Darling, you're here because we wanted to see you. We needed to see you."

Harry nodded.

"We know what you are going through lately and how hurt you have been. We're sorry that we can't really do anything to help you. Sirius has been punished a few times for trying to sneak back into the living world to talk to you."

At this, Harry looked to Sirius only to find the older man grinning sheepishly at him. "I do get all your letters, you know? Oh and by the way, we are going to be in so much trouble with anybody who finds out about this."

Harry nodded silently again but he felt really touched. His parents and Sirius were willing to risk getting into trouble for bringing him here. But then again, getting into trouble is probably Dad and Sirius's favourite thing to do in the world, Harry thought to himself.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even realise the secretive smiles that Sirius and James exchanged.

"Harry," Lily continued, "please don't go hurting yourself like that. It really pains us to see you that way."

"By the way we're really happy to be grandparents soon," James winked at Harry cheekily and Harry smiled, glad that his parents were not angry that he went and married a Malfoy and is now carrying a Malfoy.

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought popped into Harry's head. Does that mean they can see THAT too? Harry blushed to the thought.

"Oh yes, we see EVERYTHING," James laughed. Lily looked embarrassed and Sirius was laughing along with James.

Harry looked up sharply. "How did you – ?"

"There are no secrets between family members. We can read your every thought," James continued smugly.

Then why can't I read yours? Harry thought crossly.

"Because," Sirius said.

"Oh, don't worry, kiddo. We see everything but we tend to forget things that were not meant for us to see quite easily. But I must really give you and Malfoy credits for being so creative and, umm, energetic," he finished with a dramatic whisper.

"Sirius!" Harry blushed harder and dared not meet any one of their eyes.

"Stop it, James. And you too, Sirius. You're distressing the poor boy," Lily scolded the two overgrown babies lightly.

The two men pretended to be offended and pouted.

Ignoring them completely, Lily said sadly and regretfully, "You should probably go back now, Harry."

"But I don't want to go back. I can't stand the real world! Please, please let me stay here," Harry pleaded with his irresistible puppy eyes that apparently have no effects whatsoever on dead people.

"You don't belong here, dearie. Go back to the real world and fulfill your destiny."

Harry started to cry suddenly. All the pent up emotions were released as big fat tears rolling down his cheeks. Seeing her son crying like that, Lily felt a wave of sadness and regret overcoming her. She had missed watching Harry grow up. She had missed Harry's childhood. Not that he had much of a childhood, really. She added mentally while silently cursing the Dursleys for being so cruel.

Lily wrapped her arms around her sobbing son and he immediately buried his head in her neck, relishing in the unconditional love that his mother gave him. James and Sirius stood beside Harry awkwardly as they were not particularly good at comforting people, especially a pregnant young man. In the end, they just patted Harry's shoulders.

"Don't cry, Harry," Lily whispered soothingly.

"I don't – don't want to do – do this alone."

"But you're never alone!" Sirius said loudly.

"Yes I am! The one I love betrayed me repeatedly and left me so that he could marry my old Quidditch captain, whom I thought was my friend. And now I feel like I'm betraying Blaise because I don't love him and yet I'm together with him."

"Oh, Harry. You have us, Hermione, Ron, Moony and a whole bunch of other people. Maybe you don't know this but many people care about you."

Harry nodded but didn't stop crying.

"Ok now, it's time you went back and please don't cry. You're making me sad too."

Harry's sobs slowly subsided.

"Not everything is what it seems to be," James said seriously.

Harry nodded again although he had no idea what he was talking about.

"Oh and there's a big surprise waiting for you back home," Sirius said.

"Remember that we love you, Harry!"

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When Harry opened his eyes seconds later, he was no longer in the mysterious place with Lily, James and Sirius. Instead, he was lying in his own bed in his own room. The curtains were wide open and the evening sun streamed through the big glass window into the room. Without his glasses on, he could vaguely make out the outline of Ron, Blaise and Hermione. There was another person in the room but Harry could tell who it was.

"Ah, you're finally awake," the person whom Harry couldn't recognize said. Come to think of it, the person's voice did sound very familiar. He was sure he had met the person before.

"Healer Anderson?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"That is correct, Mr. Potter."

Annoyed with his lack of sight but secretly pleased that he was able to recognize Healer Anderson's voice despite only seeing him a few times, Harry said, "Accio glasses."

Nothing happened.

It's quite normal for wandless magic to not work. Harry assured himself. So he tried again and got really annoyed when none of his wandless spells seemed to work after several tries later.

"Stop trying, Harry. It won't work," Blaise said from the foot of his bed while passing the glasses to Harry.

Harry muttered a quick thanks and said, "What's happening to me? Why can't my spells work? Is it Voldemort? That bloody snake!"

Everyone except Hermione flinched when Voldemort's name was said out loud and insulted by Harry.

"Mr. Potter - ," started the elderly man.

"Please, I insist that you call me Harry since you're the one who's going to help me get my son out."

"Alright then, Harry, the reason why you can't do wandless magic is not because of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named but because your body simply won't allow it at the moment," he explained calmly, as though incidents like that happens everyday

"What do you mean be 'your body won't allow it'? Are you saying that I've suddenly turned into a squib?" asked Harry rather agitatedly. "If this is not the doings of Voldemort, I don't know what is."

Hermione tutted impatiently and said, "Harry, will you just keep quiet for now and listen to what Healer Anderson has to say? Some of us, unlike you, are interested in knowing your condition."

"Alright, alright!" said Harry resignedly and motioned for Healer Anderson to continue.

"As I was saying, Harry, your body won't allow you to do wandless magic, not any kind of magic so technically, you're not a squib and you're still very much a wizard, a powerful one at that."

"But-"

A glare from Hermione shut Harry up immediately. That woman is scary when she's crossed. I feel like I'm back in the Hogwarts days where she would force Ron and me to study with that same glare, Harry thought while shuddering inwardly at the thought of the kinds of torture Ron must have gone through to be married to her.

"The cause for this sudden inconvenient change is actually your child."

"My child? You mean my baby?"

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Babies, actually," the healer said with a smile and looked at Harry meaningfully.

"What are you talking about? I only have one baby, one son! You know that. You were the one who broke the news to me, don't you remember it now?" Harry blabbered on.

Tired of staying quiet and wanting to be back in Harry's good books, Ron said, "Yeah, what do you mean by babies? Harry only has one baby."

"Shush, Ronald," Hermione scolded her husband and Ron shut up immediately.

Harry had to stifle a giggle at seeing his two best friends behaving like that. They were both adults now but still acted like they did in school when they were teenagers. Oh bloody hell! Did I just stifle a giggle like a bloody girl? Being pregnant is making me loony, Harry thought, horrified at his behaviour.

"Harry, Mr. Zabini told me that you experienced great abdominal pains before you fainted. Is that right?" Healer Anderson decided to interrupt Harry's thoughts since he was starting to look dazed.

"Umm…Yes."

Blaise was glaring at the healer indignantly. How dare he imply that I'm lying to him! Blaise thought. He sniffed impatiently. When Hermione glared at him from the other side of the room, Blaise stopped his childish actions immediately. He had to admit, he felt really sorry for Weasley because he had to suffer under that glare for the rest of his life. Hermione's glare could have easily rivaled Professor McGonagall's or Professor Snape's glares.

"Well then," the healer continued, "the pain was caused by an amazing reaction going on inside your belly. It seems that your son does not like to be all alone so he used a large amount of your magic to 'create' another baby to keep him company. Now you have a pair of twin in your belly."

"How could this be possible?" Harry asked disbelievingly. Male pregnancies are already extremely rare in the wizarding world, let alone a still developing baby using the parent's magic to form another being.

"This is not unheard of actually. There was one such case almost 500 years ago and that resulted in the births of two of Salazar Slytherin's descendants."

"Oh joy! I'm connected to him again," Harry said without any joy in his voice.

"Harry! This is great! You should be happy!" Hermione exclaimed, clearly excited at the new development.

"I am happy, Herm. It's just so confusing. This is all so confusing," Harry said dully.

"Would you to know the gender of the baby, Harry?" the healer asked kindly.

"Yes."

"Ok, but this time we'll use muggle methods instead," he said while transfiguring one of his suitcase into an ultrasound machine.

At the bewildered looks around the room, he explained, "It is best not to use magic on Harry. I think the situation inside his stomach is rather complicated now. The babies' magical signatures are already unstable so muggle methods should be used instead. Although they are rather tedious to use," he added with a smile.

"Ultrasound is sound waves with frequencies above detection by the human ear and is commonly used in obstetrics to diagnose both the age and health of the developing foetus. A transducer is placed against the skin of the pregnant person's abdomen. The sound waves are reflected in varying degrees when they come into contact with tissues of different density and elasticity. The pattern of echoes is detected by the transducer and converted into a moving image seen on a monitor," Healer Anderson explained patiently for the benefit of Blaise and Ron since they had never seen anything like that.

"Alright then, let's find out whether it's a girl or boy."

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