Lucius had stayed true to his word. He had been there through every morning of sickness for him. He always had a cool cloth and helped him back to bed. He even showed Harry a spell so he could block out smells in the Great Hall. Harry knew after the quidditch game it was even more necessary that no one knew he was pregnant at least not yet. If he was not eating meals in the Hall people would start to get suspicious. It would be a few months before he started to show, especially with his robes but they would deal with that when it came to it. Harry was battling with trying to balance classes and quidditch coaching and keeping the secret that he was pregnant. It would have been easier to have the school know. His exhaustion and sickness he kept having to hide. Draco and his friends were aware Harry was pregnant. He had told the other snakes a week after the sonogram. They had been really good about it. They actually thought it was kind of cool.

The weekend of the ultrasound had arrived. Harry really still had such mixed emotions. He kept picturing a little girl. But he shook away the thought. His husband wanted a son. His husband wanted a little boy, he wanted heirs. The baby deserved a daddy who loved it. Harry was still not sure he could. He prayed for a boy. Maybe one day he would get his little girl. He kept looking at Mira and wanted his own. But he would care for his son. And try to love him. And Lucius would be over the moon and would dote on the baby. The bay would have his daddy wrapped around his little finger and he would have at least one constant love.

Draco and Fred were sitting with him right now. They were waiting for the others to come. Lucius had been away from school that morning. For the first time since they wed Harry had spent the night alone in their bed. He had spent nights in Slytherin but he had never in their marriage bed. Lucius had needed to go to London. Harry had to admit it had been odd. He had never thought he would miss his husband in bed. And he was not sure it meant anything but he was missing a warm body. The baby had taken it easy on him and he had not woken up throwing up.

Charlie and Oliver arrived and Charlie hugged him. "I hope you don't mind sharing your day with some good news. Oliver and I are finally pregnant."

Harry was in tears when he hugged them both. "I am so happy for you guys. You two will make such amazing daddies. When are you due?"

Smiling they explained that Charlie had just found out he was pregnant a few days before. He conceived a few days after Harry's sonogram it seemed and their son or daughter would be due in the second week of November, just over a month before their one year anniversary. Harry smiled as he realized his baby and his niece or nephew would be going to school together. He and Oliver had, but these two would be in the same year. He could picture them both being little boys and playing together or maybe a boy and a girl and he could still see them being close to each other.

Lucius and Remus finally arrived and Lucius sat down with him smiling when he heard the news. "Congratulations you two. Poppy are you ready for this?"

Poppy nodded. "I have been for some time. We were just waiting for the proud grandfather and father to arrive."

Remus did not have Mira. She was with Andromeda and ted. He would have let Sirius have her for the weekend but Sirius had to work. Though Sirius was only entitled to her three days a month around the full moon Remus had been making an attempt to do better and let Sirius have her a few more days. He was hoping that if his husband spent more time with the baby he would come to his senses about forbidden Remus from seeing Harry. Remus wanted to be home with his husband.

Harry's attention went to the screen above his belly that had magically appeared and the image of a baby appeared. Harry did not even have to be told what to look for. He could see the outline. He had done it with Mira. And he could see the little heart beat of the baby. He had tears running down his cheeks.

Harry looked at Poppy. "Is it a little boy or girl? Am I having a son or daughter?"

Poppy took a moment to look better and then smiled. "You gentleman are expecting a little girl."

Harry looked at the screen. He was happy for a moment. He had the little girl he had been imagining. And for a moment he was happy. For a moment he thought he could actually feel a bond with the little one. He had been dreaming literally of a baby girl. He thought maybe it was a link to the baby. A connection to the little life. But when he saw his husband the bubble burst. He saw his husband's face when he heard the news. He knew he had been right. His husband had wanted a son. The baby was doomed. She had a dad who would hate her. And a Papa who was not sure he could ever be there for her. He felt such a sickening feeling for his baby.

As the test was done and Harry was back in normal clothes a photo was handed to them and Lucius looked at the picture in his hands. "A little girl?"

Harry looked at his picture. "Yes a little girl. I guess I have failed you again. It is only a daughter."

Before Lucius could say anything Harry stood up and stormed out. He could not take this. His baby deserved better. She deserved one happy parent. He wanted her to be wanted. He desperately wished that his dad had been right. He wanted to try and be happy about the baby. And his husband was not helping him.

He ran into two people he definitely wanted to avoid. Ron grabbed the picture from his hand. "An ultrasound picture? So the little freak is pregnant."

Ginny sneered at him. "I would not count on the baby being born. The Gods would never let such an abomination be. They might need a bit of help though."

Harry put his hands to his stomach. "You will not hurt me or my daughter. She is no abomination. Now give me my picture ad get the hell out of my way now."

He managed to get the picture back but as he was trying to get past them they physically tried to stop him. Unfortunately Ron and Ginny both made a grab for him before he got to the top of the stairs and as they violently yanked at him he lot his balance and he knew with a sickening thud he was going to fall. He could not stop himself but he curled into a ball he learned from his quidditch days and prayed that it would protect the baby. The pain as he rolled down the stone steps was incredible and at the bottom his head slammed into the stone floor.

As he was losing consciousness he heard an anxious voice. "Harry, Harry......come on speak to me."

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Lucius watched his husband leave. It was becoming an unfortunate pattern for him. This time he truly was confused what he had done. He was looking at the picture. He was over the moon. He was having a daughter. He wanted a little girl. He had his first son. He was so ready for some pink. She would be his little princess. He didn't need another heir. And girls could be heirs anyways. Pansy was heir to the Parkinsons. He just wanted a baby and he wanted this little girl.

Remus looked at him. "I think my son was scared you'd only want sons. All your talk about heirs."

Lucius shook his head. "Draco is my eldest and a daughter can be an heir. I have been hoping for a little girl. I kind of already bought a bit of pink."

They were surprised but Draco was not. It sounded like his dad. Harry did not know but his dad had already furnished the nursery. It needed to be decorated and stocked but Lucius had started. He thought if it was a boy he could turn the pink into blue but he had been holding out some hope.

He got to his feet ad headed for the door. "I need to find Harry. I will show him the nursery. I want that little girl. I have always wanted a little girl."

Draco clapped his dad on the back. "I know you have dad and you can convince Harry of that."

Before they could get too far though the doors opened. They watched in shock as Pansy came into the room. She had tears running down her face and they knew that something was seriously wrong. Their hearts all lurched when they saw her.

She looked around. "Madam Pomfrey we need you. Professor Snape sent me. Harry has had an accident."