Yay!!!! Harry's Pregnant!!!!!
Two days after Harry, Archer and Clyde had disappeared into the bedroom, they finally resurfaced, all with giant grins on their faces.
They had spent all their time doing who knows what, and were very hungry.
So as soon as they appeared, they went straight down to the kitchen.
Harry and Archer sat down, Harry hissing as he did, and Clyde went to go make dinner.
"So Harry" said Archer with a cheeky grin on his face "Did we make you feel better?"
In answer, Harry reached across the table and smacked him upside the head.
It had been a month since Harry had arrived at the Darklander mansion, and Archer and Clyde were getting worried.
For three days in a row Harry had been waking up and running straight to the bathroom to empty his stomach.
Both of them had finally decided it was time to take Harry to a healer.
At the present time both men were sitting in the bedroom waiting for Harry to finish his shower.
"So" said Archer "We've made all the plans, all we have to do now is convince Harry to come with us".
Clyde groaned and fell backwards on the bed "Lord help us all".
Archer glanced at him questionably "I thought you didn't believe in god?"
Clyde sighed and frowned at him "I don't".
Right now all three of them were on their way to Saint Mungo's. It had taken them five days to get Harry to agree to go, but he had given in, in the end.
As they walked through the hospital they got many curious glances. Most of the people probably wondering why Harry Potter, the great Boy-Who-Lived was traveling with such a strange entourage.
They made it to their own private doctor's room without any trouble and Clyde knocked on the door with the back of his hand.
"Come in" they heard a voice say from inside the room.
They walked through the door and sat down in the chairs provided.
"Ah, Mister Potter, my name is Doctor Jamison, to what do I owe this great pleasure?" asked an elderly man that reminded Harry of Dumbledore.
"Well" said Harry "For the past week or so, whenever I wake up I feel sick and I always end up puking, I don't know what's wrong!"
"Well Mister Potter" said Doctor Jamison "Could I get you to lie on the bed for me while I check you over?"
Harry stood up and walked over to the bed.
After making himself comfortable he beckoned the Medi-Wizard over to start his scan.
The man waved his wand down Harry's body, stopped at his stomach and gasped.
"What? What is it? Is their something wrong? Is he Ok?" asked Clyde looking very distressed.
"No, No their's nothing wrong Mister Darklander, actually I'd say it was rather good news".
"Why what is it?" asked Archer fighting to keep the relief out of his voice, but failing miserably.
"Congratulations Mister Potter" said the Medi-Wizard a small grin on his face "You're pregnant!"
"I-I'm what!?!?" yelled Harry.
"Pregnant" breathed Clyde slumping backwards into his chair.
"H-How many?" asked Harry timidly.
"Three" said Medi-Wizard Jamison "You're having triplets!"
"Harry slumped backwards in shock.
"Would you like to know their gender?" asked the Medi-Wizard.
"Yes" said Archer "Yes we would!"
"Well" said Jamison running his wand over Harry's midsection again "It seems you're having two boys and a girl! Isn't that great Mister Potter?"
"Yes" squealed Harry "Yes it's amazing" and as the information finally registered in his mind, the last thing he heard before he past out was "Well at least our crown jewels are safe!"
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