My original plan had been to end this in the next chapter, but I may extend it. Either that or make a third part to this series. I don't know yet.

Please review.

***HP

Mindful of the time, Bill quietly entered the Burrow, the wards easily accepting him. Rushing to the floo, he grabbed some powder and was just getting ready to toss it in when he heard the stairs above him creaking. Not wanting to worry his parents, he waited until whichever one it was to make their was down.

"Bill," Arthur called sleepily, wand clutched in his hand. "What are you doing here? Is it Seth?

"Seth's fine, dad," Bill reassured. "It's Harry...it's always Harry."

"What trouble did he find himself into this time?" Arthur smiled fondly.

"I can't say right now, dad, I don't have time. I have to get to Hogwarts to get Poppy."

"That bad?" Arthur asked, the smile slipping off his face.

"I wouldn't say bad, but definitely an emergency situation. I'll explain when I can." Tossing the powder into the floo, he stepped in and called out, "Hogwarts, Headmaster's office." He knew that it would be around two in the morning there, but the wards would alert Dumbledore to his presence. This was not something that could wait until morning.

Bill stepped out of the floo and waved his wand to clean the soot off of his clothes. As much as he wanted to go storming the castle to drag Madam Pomfrey back, he had to be patient and wait for Dumbledore. Neither Harry nor his daughter looked to be in any danger, but this was still an emergency and they had to get back to Harry as quickly as possible.

"William?"

Bill had to force himself not to laugh. Not only was Dumbledore wearing purple sleep wear with black and white penguins on them, but he was also wearing fuzzy pink bunny slippers.

"William, what is it?" Dumbledore asked, waving his hand and wandlessly transfiguring his sleep wear into a robe.

"I don't know all the details myself, sir, but Seth called me saying that he needed me at the Cullens, and when I go there, I found Harry laying on the floor covered in blood and cradling a newborn baby girl."

Of all things he expected to hear, that was not one of them. He had talked to Harry that morning while playing a game of chess with him and he most certainly had not looked pregnant to him. "Are they alright?" he asked sharply.

"Seth and Harry were alone at the time and both are pretty shook up. Harry had no idea that he was pregnant. I came to get Madam Pomfrey because both Carlisle and Severus are out of town. The baby is still attached to Harry by the cord, but I wrapped her up and Seth is watching over them."

Grabbing his wand, Dumbldore tapped a figure on his desk that looked like a little nurse. "Madam Pomfrey will be here as soon as she gets herself in order."

"What are those?" Bill asked curiously, pointing to the little figures on Dumbledore's desk.

"Ah, that is a magnificent invention of my own," Dumbledore explained proudly. "Each little figure represents a teacher here, and my tapping them will alert them that I need them immediately." With that said, Dumbledore tapped a figure that looked like Professor McGonagall.

"That's pretty cool," Bill complimented. "Saves times running all around the school."

"Or breaking my back or knees yelling for them through the floo, especially at this hour where they are sure to be sleeping." Dumbledore added.

"So our Harry had a baby," Dumbledore chuckled. "It's hard to shock me, William, but that there is a shocker. He's powerful enough to support a pregnancy, no doubt there, but he's not exactly what one would call alive."

"I don't know about you, Headmaster, but I would love to see a Pensive memory of those two knuckle heads delivering that baby...especially seeing as neither one had a clue that a baby was coming."

Dumbledore threw his head back laughing. "That, my boy, I would pay to see. In all seriousness, though, poor Harry must have been terrified."

"He was in shock and crying, but he was also looking at his daughter like she was the most precious thing in the world."

"Harry will make an excellent mother. Now step aside, William, Poppy is coming through and I would hate for her to run into you. I'm sure she's going to be in a bit of a panic. It's very rare that I summon her this way."

Poppy stepped out of the floo with her wand in one hand, medical bag in the other, and her eyes frantically scanning the room on guard. The last time she got called like this was during the height of the war.

"Relax, Poppy," Dumbledore said gently.

"Are you hurt? Are you sick?," Poppy asked, briskly walking to where Dumbledore was standing next to his desk.

"I'm perfectly fine, my dear," Dumbledore said, placing his hand on the witch's shoulder. "It seems young Harry is once again in need of our help."

"That boy," Poppy hissed, turning to face Bill. "What is it this time? You would think with being a vampire that he could go one year without needing my assistance."

Bill didn't get the chance to answer because Mcgonagal stepped out of the floo, her wand raised and at the ready. "Albus, what's the emergency," McGonagall asked, her hair shoved up into a messy bun.

"I need you to watch the school for me for a few hours, Minerva," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling. "Poppy and I have to pay Mr. Potter and his daughter a visit."

"Did you say daughter?" Poppy screeched.

"Of course he didn't," Mcgonagal corrected, even though she could have sworn he said daughter, too. "Harry has no children."

"He does now," Bill snickered. "He gave birth about a half hour ago on the floor of his house."

"What!" Poppy yelled. "You left them on the floor? What are we just standing around for? Let's get going."

Dumbledore held up his hand when Minerva opened her mouth to say something. "I will fill you in when I return, right now Harry needs us."

***HP

"What took you so long?" Seth cried when his mate, along with Professor Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey, popped into the room.

Seeing how shaken Seth was, Bill pulled him into his arms. "Seth, it was two in the morning there. I had to wake everyone up. I'm sorry."

"Right. I'm just..." Sighing, Seth rested his head on Bill's chest and soaked in the warmth and comfort. "I was just so scared."

"How are Harry and the baby?" Bill asked, rubbing his hand up and down his mate's back to help relax him, he could feel him trembling in his arms. Seth may be big and tough, but he was still just a kid.

"I don't know," Seth whimpered, glad that his part in this craziness was now over. "Harry has been crying and the baby has been quiet."

"I-I didn't believe it was true," Poppy gasped in shock. Giving herself a mental shake, she rushed to where Harry was still lying on the floor with a bath towel covering his lower half and a baby in his arms. Her old knees weren't going to be thanking her for kneeling on the hardwood floor come morning, but until she had a chance to assess the situation she couldn't risk moving Harry.

"Harry dear," Poppy called gently.

Sniffling, Harry lifted his eyes off of his daughter to look at the woman that he came to see as a grandmother. "I-I didn't know," he cried brokenly. "I didn't even know that it was possible for wizards to get pregnant."

"Harry dear, can I have the baby so I can check her over and cut the cord?" Poppy asked gently and calmly, despite feeling anything but calm. Male pregnancies were extremely rare and very seldom ended with a live baby.

Frowning, Harry looked back down at the little bundle in his arms. "Why isn't she crying? I heard her whimper a few minutes ago, but she hasn't really cried. Aren't babies supposed to cry?"

Poppy reached out for the baby and placed her hands on the towel she was wrapped in. "Harry, please allow me to check her over. Her lungs may have fluid in them." She really couldn't tell from angle if the baby was breathing or not so she was desperate to get her hands on her.

Biting on his bottom lip, Harry nodded his head and allowed Poppy to take his baby. Almost immediately he felt cold and empty without her on his chest.

Poppy got to work quickly scanning the baby. Waving her wand, she cleared her lungs and severed the cord that was keeping her connected to Harry. Smiling when the baby let out a loud and healthy wail, she conjured a diaper and a blanket for the little one then wrapped her in the warm and fluffy pink blanket.

"Harry, she's absolutely perfect," Poppy declared with tears in her eyes. Thank Merlin, it would have destroyed Harry to lose the baby, even if he hadn't known about her before her birth. "She had a little fluid in her lungs which made it hard for her to breath, but as you can hear that is no longer an issue. She is a little early at thirty five weeks gestation, but it doesn't seem to be causing her any issues. She's a tiny little thing at only five pounds and seventeen inches long, but that's normal for a premature baby and you're a tiny thing, too."

"Please, can I have her back?" Harry asked, voice wavering and hands trembling as he held them out for his daughter.

"After I check you over and clean you up," Poppy said gently. "Albus, would you like to hold her?"

Smiling proudly, Dumbledore took a seat in a chair where Harry could easily see him. He could tell that Harry was going to be fiercely protective of his little daughter. "Harry, is it alright if I hold your daughter? Just until Madam Pomfrey gets you settled," he added when he saw the weariness in the boy's eyes.

Harry knew that Dumbledore would never hurt his baby, he just wanted her back in his arms. How could he love something so much that he didn't even know an hour ago existed?

"Harry, it will only take a few minutes to get you looked over and clean. I'll then get you settled on the couch where you will be more comfortable and then I'll give you your daughter back."

"Believe it or not," Dumbledore chuckled. "The last baby I held was you. You too were just a teeny little thing."

Looking to his daughter, Harry jerkily nodded his head. The quicker he got this over with the quicker he could have his daughter safely back in his arms.

Handing the newborn over to Albus, Poppy turned back and looked to Bill. "Bill, can you please get some pillows and blankets for Harry and make the couch up for him." She knew without asking that Harry wouldn't want to be stuck up in his room. "Seth, I'm going to need some clean clothes for Harry, preferably loose sleep clothes."

As the two men scurried off, Poppy turned back to Harry. "Harry, I know that it will be embarrassing, but I need to check where the baby came out?"

"What?" Harry squeaked, looking to Dumbledore who had the perfect view of his private area. Right now he was covered thanks to Seth, but he really didn't want anyone see him there...not even Madam Pomfrey.

"I can put a ward up around us so the others can't see. I promise to be as quick as I can."

Groaning, Harry covered his face to hide his embarrassment. "Fine, just hurry. I want my daughter back."

It didn't take long for Poppy to do what needed to be done. This was going to be a learning experience for her, she had never before treated a male that had just given birth. Dropping the ward, she took the fresh clothes from Seth and magicked them on to Harry. "The birth canal that developed to birth your baby is closing and by tomorrow it will be completely gone."

"Thank Merlin," Harry sighed. He had been terrified that he was going to be stuck with an extra hole down there for the rest of his life. "How did that even get there?"

"Magic, but I'll explain what I know after we get you on the couch," Poppy smiled. "Now, other then being in a bit of shock and needing to feed, you seem to be in good health. Would you like me to levitate you to the couch, or would you rather Seth pick you up."

"Seth please," Harry answered, he despised being levitated.

"I'm always lugging your ass around," Seth joked as he picked his brother up and settled him on the couch. "Are you ok?" he asked softly.

Eyes watering up again, Harry shook his head no. "Not right now, but I will be after I process everything that just happened."

"I feel the same way," Seth sighed. "I'll tell you one thing, I'm going to have nightmares about this for months."

Giggling, Harry held his arms out asking Seth for a hug. "You and me both. To think, we thought she was a fart or a parasite."

"You wanted me to step on it," Seth howled with laughter.

"Oh my god!" Harry cried in mortification. "I did, didn't I?"

A clearing of a throat broke the two boys apart. "Are you ready for your daughter?" Dumbledore asked with a huge grin.

"Daughter?" Harry repeated in awe. "That's going to take some getting use to."

"She looks just like you as a baby," Dumbledore said, placing the newborn in Harry's arms.

Staring down out his beautiful daughter's sleeping face, he couldn't help but notice that she really did look like him. "What am I going to feed her?"

"I have been wondering that myself," Poppy admitted. "Do you still consume nothing but your mate's blood?"

"By the gallons," Seth snorted. "He has done nothing but eat, sleep and have sex for the past seven months or so."

"You needed the blood to help support the pregnancy and stabilize your magic. You're very lucky that you didn't lose the baby. Male pregnancies are very delicate, you should have been home taking it easy, not taking a portkey twice a day and going to school full time. You shouldn't have been using your magic so much either. That would explain why your body needed so much blood and sleep," Poppy explained.

Harry's heart stopped beating when he heard that he could have lost his daughter. "Merlin, I have been practicing to become an animagus since September."

"You would have lost her for sure had you shifted," Poppy said gravely. "Even a witch would would have lost her baby had she shifted while pregnant."

"I was getting so frustrated," Harry whimpered. "I was trying so hard but I couldn't even get a glimpse of my animal. Then today I finally started to see something when a terrible pain shot up my side. That's when the cramps started. Do you think I forced her to be born early?"

"I do," Poppy admitted sadly. "But it wasn't your fault, you didn't know about her. No one knew that you were pregnant, Harry."

"That's something that has me baffled," Seth said, scratching at his head. "I have been around Harry everyday, I have even seen him shirtless, he didn't gain a pound and he had no baby bump whatsoever. Where the hell was that baby hiding?"

"I think I can answer that," Dumbledore answered. "I believe that since Harry's body is frozen because of him being a vampire that his magic performed an Undetectable Extension Charm. It's a charm that extends the internal dimensions of an object without affecting the external."

"I think I'm feeling more confused," Seth pouted.

"What Dumbledore is trying to say," Bill chuckled, "is that since Harry's body can't change because he's a vampire, his magic magically expanded his insides to create room for the baby. The Extension Charm just expands the inside of something without changing the outside."

"I think I got it," Seth sighed. "And here all I wanted to do tonight was play video games with Harry."

"What about food?" Harry reminded. "I'm sure when she wakes she's going to want food."

"Bill, if I make out a list for you can you run to the store and pick everything up?" Poppy asked. "Harry is unable to produce milk so we're going to need some formula and bottles."

"Not a problem just be specific because I know nothing about baby supplies."

"I don't know if she will take formula, blood, or both, but I want to have everything on hand and ready. I'm going to need donors." Looking to Seth, Poppy raised a single eyebrow in question.

"You don't even have to ask," Seth answered her silent question without hesitating. He would do anything for Harry and his little daughter, even give up his blood. Hell, he helped birth that little girl and was the first to hold her. She was now his pack.

"Albus, do you think you could possibly fetch Severus?" Poppy asked. "I'm going to be needed back at the school and I don't want to leave without a professional here incase there is a problem with the baby feeding."

Looking to the clock, Harry gave a small grin. "Carlisle should be back in a couple hours and he's a doctor. He knew all along that something was wrong with me, but all Sev's tests came back saying that I was fine."

"It's possible that the Extension Charm also had a ward that prevented Severus's scans from detecting the baby and you from feeling it moving," Dumbledore said thoughtfully. "Magic is truly amazing and has a mind of its own. I'll go now and retrieve Severus, but I think I'll keep my mouth shut and let him be surprised. Congratulations, Harry, you're excused from school until you are up to returning. I'm sure Severus wouldn't mind homeschooling you some so you don't fall too far behind. There are only three months left until graduation."

Harry didn't say anything, but he knew that there was no way he was going to be able to leave his daughter to return to Hogwarts. If Sev couldn't tutor him these last few months then he would just have to contact his godfathers to see if they could help. This little unexpected miracle was now his entire world.

***HP

Groaning, Bill walked in the door with his arms full of bags. He smiled appreciatively when his mate jumped up and rushed over to help him. "I had no clue what I was doing so I bought four different brands of formulas, three different brands of newborn diapers, and a couple dozen bottles with different shape and size nipples. I also grabbed a few onesies and baby sleepers but I didn't go crazy clothes shopping because I thought I would save that honor for Alice. And another mother there convinced me to buy these sucky things that babies apparently like that gives them no milk or anything. Very strange that."

Harry, who had been fighting sleep for the past forty five minutes, carefully shifted with his baby that was still in his arms so he could better see Bill. It had been just a little over two hours since his baby had been born and he still couldn't believe it. "Did you remember the hats to keep her warm?"

"I got those, too," Bill reassured. "I'm not going to let my little niece get a chill."

Harry had been surprised when Madam Pomfrey told him that his daughter seemed to be completely human. He would have thought that with both him and Carlisle being vampires that she would have been one, too. Or at least a strange hybrid like him. She had admitted that Sev would know more since he knew more about vampires than her, and that his daughter could possibly even come into a vampire inheritance at sixteen. He didn't mind if she wasn't a vampire, he just couldn't imagine watching as she grew old and died.

"I'll fix up a formula bottle, dear," Poppy offered. "She should be waking any minute and I'm sure that she's going to hungry. Babies at this age do nothing but eat, sleep, poop and cry."

"Sounds like you, Princess," Seth snickered.

Harry waited until Poppy's back was turned before flashing his brother the middle finger.

"Awe, Harry, you wound me. Are you going to teach you daughter such vulgar hand signals," Seth said loudly, snickering and pointing to where Poppy's back had tensed.

"Mr. Potter..." Poppy snapped, spinning around and glaring at her favorite patient. "It's a good thing that I..."

"She's waking," Harry quickly cried, cutting of Madam Pomfrey's rant. Seth was so going to pay for ratting him out like that. "What do I do?" he asked, a hint of panic in his voice. It was one thing holding a sleeping baby, but now that she was starting to wiggle and whimper he had no clue what to do.

Poppy smiled warmly at the panicking new mother. "Just relax and your instincts will tell you what to do."

"Instincts!" Harry cried. "If I had instincts when it came to this kind of thing then I would have known that I was pregnant." Whimpering, he looked longingly at the clock. "I want Carlisle."

"Do you want me to try calling him again?" Seth offered. He had tried several times, and even tried calling Edward, but his calls went directly to voice mail every time.

Chewing on his lips, Harry shook his head no. "He'll be home soon. Besides, I don't want him to know about the baby, I want him to be surprised."

"At least he wont think it's a parasite in need of squishing," Seth snorted.

"That's the second time I have heard something about a parasite," Bill grinned. "I need to hear this story."

If Harry could he would be blushing an embarrassing red. Seth was never going to let him live mistaking his daughter for a parasitic worm down. In his defense, Seth was the one who brought up the idea of him having a parasite in his body in the first place. "When everyone is here. I don't want to have to tell that story twice."

Smirking, Bill a took seat on the couch at Harry's feet so he could get a good look at his little niece. "I have a better idea, how about I borrow a pensive from Gringotts that can project the imagine so we all can watch what happened."

Poppy looked up from where she was testing the formula's temperature on the inside of her wrist. "That's an excellent idea, William. I would love to see the birth, there's not a Medi-Wizard alive today that has witnessed a male birth. It's been at least a hundred years since the last one that I know of."

"What...I...you can't watch that!" Harry choked out. That was the single most embarrassing moment in his life.

"Don't you think your mate should get to see the birth of his baby?" Poppy asked slyly.

"Oh, that's just low," Harry pouted. When put like that he wouldn't be able to say no.

"I was a Slythern," Poppy bragged with a shit eating grin on her face.

If Harry had his wand, not that he really needed it, he would curse the smirk right off of Bill Weasley's face. "Fine," he said petulantly. "I give. Go and get the stupid penisive."

Jumping up triumphantly, Bill first kissed Harry on the head, then the baby, and then his mate before apparating out. "Stupid, gloating, red heads," Harry huffed.

Harry about jumped out of skin when his daughter let out a blood curdling scream and threw her little hands up in the air. "Madam Pomfrey!" he cried frantically. "What do I do? What's wrong? Take her!"

Chuckling, Poppy sat next to Harry and held the bottle out to him. "Give her this."

"Take her," Harry pleaded, holding his daughter out. "I don't know what to do."

"Harry, listen to me," Poppy said calmly, trying to calm the frantic boy down. "Take the bottle and brush the nipple across her lips."

"Please, you do it," Harry pleaded. "I don't want to hurt her."

"Harry, look at me," Poppy ordered sternly. "Take a deep breath and hold it for me. You need to calm down, the more upset you get, the more upset she will get."

Harry did as Madam Pomfrey ordered while his daughter still screamed in his arms. "Madam Pomfrey, I'm not ready for this. I never imagined having a baby before, I don't know the first thing about them."

"I know, dear," Poppy coo'd. "That's why I'm going to stay here and help until your mate or Severus' gets home. Now take the bottle."

Shifting the baby awkwardly so he could hold her with one arm, Harry took the bottle with a trembling hand and did as Madam Pomfrey ordered. "She took it!" he cried triumphantly when his little one latched onto the nipple and started sucking.

"Good job, Harry," Poppy praised. "Now it's very important that there is always milk in the nipple, you don't want her to suck in too much air and get a belly ache."

Harry couldn't take his eyes off his daughter, he knew that he had the silliest grin on his face right now as he watched his daughter take her first bottle, but he didn't care. "Since she's drinking, does this mean she will be alright with human food?"

"It's too early to say. All we can do is keep an eye on her. Spitting up for babies is normal and to be expected, but if she starts violently vomiting, develops diarrhea, or starts dropping weight, than we will have to try something else. Unfortunately she didn't come with instructions and a check list of what she likes and doesn't like. It's going to be trial and error."

Harry's head shot up when he heard his cell phone ringing. "Carlisle!" he cried excitedly.

"Do you want me to answer it?" Seth asked, seeing as Harry's hands were full.

"Please, but don't tell him about the baby and make up an excuse as to why I can't come to the phone. With his vampire hearing he will hear her."

Grabbing the cell from Harry's school bag, Seth ran outside where he would be far enough away from the baby in case she started fussing. He couldn't wait to see the vampire's face when he returned home to find Harry holding their newborn baby. He was confused how one dead person and one partially dead person were able to create a baby, ignoring the fact that they were both men, but right he was too exhausted and suffering from shock to try to figure that one out.

"Harry's phone, I'm not Harry," Seth answered.

"Seth, is everything alright?" Carlisle asked.

"Er, yes," Seth answered, cringing when his answer sounded more like a question. He was never very good at lying.

"Seth, why didn't Harry answer the phone?"

Seth could hear the concern in Carlisle's voice and he felt bad that he couldn't tell him everything. He understood Harry wanting to surprise him and see his face in person, god knows he had gotten the surprise of a lifetime when that little girl came shooting out of Harry's mangina. "Harry and I are in the middle of an epic battle on the WII and he is unable to push pause."

"Seth, did something happen? You called my cell over a dozen times and Edward's half that. I need to hear Harry's voice."

Silently cursing, Seth looked through the large window and saw that the witch was teaching Harry how to burp the baby. "Uhm, how far away are you?"

"An hour. Why? Seth, what the hell happened to Harry?"

"Harry is perfectly fine, I wouldn't lie to you. Look, just hurry home and tell Edward to keep his mouth shut once he starts picking up on my thoughts." Despite hearing Carlisle arguing on the other end, Seth clicked off the phone and went back into the house.

"Carlisle is an hour away, but I have a feeling he will make it in half that time. He wasn't happy that he couldn't talk to you and he thinks that something is wrong." Seth explained with a smirk.

"He's going to be so upset that he missed our daughter's birth, but I can't wait for him and the rest of the family to meet her. I still can't believe that this happened."

Rooting through one of the bags, Poppy pulled out a onesie and a sleeper and magically washed them. "How about we get her bathed and dressed so she'll look all cute for her daddy? Have you thought of a name for her?"

"You're going to help, right?" Harry asked wide-eyed. "I-I can't wash her by myself. What if I drop her?"

"Relax, Harry, I will help you," Poppy reassured. "I'll get everything set up then take the baby from you while Seth helps you over to the table. Are you still in pain?"

"Not if I don't move," Harry grimaced. "I'm sure some fresh blood from Carlisle will speed up my healing."

"Along with sleep," Poppy added, noticing the darker than normal circles under Harry's eyes. "You look exhausted."

Stifling a yawn, Harry nodded his head. "Not only am I exhausted, but I haven't fed since early this morning and I'm starting to feel like I'm going to crash."

"I can heat you up some blood?" Seth offered with a grimace.

"I'm good for now," Harry replied, handing is daughter over to Madam Pomfrey who had come to take her. "Carlisle will be home soon and fresh blood will be much better."

"I don't know, mummy," Poppy sang in a high pitched baby voice. "I think daddy is going to be too busy with this one to feed you."

Giggling, Harry went to stand up but crashed to his knees when his legs gave out in him. Seth, who had only been a few steps away from him, rushed to his side and helped him back up.

"Harry, are you alright?" Poppy asked in concern.

Clinging tightly to Seth, Harry took a couple deep breaths before nodding his head. "I'm just a lot weaker than what I was expecting and my stomach is also still sore and tender. The pain when I stood up and the dizziness caught me off guard."

"Seth, help Harry to the chair next to me and he can watch as I bathe the little one," Poppy barked. "Harry, you just suffered a traumatic physical and emotion shock, you're not going to recover from it in an hour."

Seth ended up almost physically carrying Harry to the chair. His legs were just too weak to hold him up and he could feel that his entire body was shaking.

"Alright, Harry, just watch me this time and tomorrow you will be good to go on your own," Poppy grinned as lowered the baby into the warm water.

"Finally," Harry gasped when his daughter opened her eyes fully for the first time. He had been dying see her eyes. "She has beautiful blue eyes."

Poppy was quick with washing the newborn, it was clear to see that she didn't like it and she was seconds away from letting everyone know exactly how she felt about it. "Don't get use them, most of the time a baby's eyes will change color after a few months. Yours was this color blue when you were a baby."

"So she could get my green eyes?" Harry asked, his body flooding with warmth. She already had his dark hair, and a lot of it for someone so tiny. He always thought most babies were born bald.

Poppy finished dressing the now clean baby then wrapped her up in a soft pink and purple blanket that Bill had bought. "I would be surprised if she didn't get your eyes, she strongly resembles you, though I can see Carlisle's higher cheek bones and a bit of his pointed chin."

Harry was itching to get his baby back, especially now that she was all clean and smelling good. She was starting to get a little fussy though and that was worrying him. "Madam Pomfrey, is she alright?" He asked softly.

"Oh, she's fine, dear, she just didn't appreciate getting a bath. Bill bought some pacifiers, can you open the package and give one to Seth to wash."

Harry did as asked, picking a pink pacifier then handing it over to Seth. He still couldn't believe that this was real, that he now had a little daughter. In a way, this little one was his first and only blood family. He didn't count Aunt Petunia and Dudley, they were never family to him.

"Seth, can you please help Harry back to the couch and get him settled?" Poppy asked, smiling as the little one happily took the pacifier into her mouth and closed her eyes to go back to sleep.

"Will I ever get a break from lugging you around?" Seth huffed playfully.

"You're my hero!" Harry cried over dramatically, throwing his arms around Seth's neck.