Harry was used to not having a birthday, but being in the hospital likely had been the worst he experienced in his life, which was saying something. He would have rather the box of dog bones and cleaning for his relatives, then lying in a hospital bed, scared for his baby. He may never have wanted to be pregnant, and when Severus ran the test he commented it might have been better if he lost it in battle, but he loved it. The baby was his family, his heart, he could not bare to lost it. He was relieved when he was released a week later, assured the baby was doing better, but he was under strict healer's orders.

Bill swore he would not reveal the baby to his parents, but he knew he had to do something, and returned to the UK the weekend Harry was released. He went to the twin's shop, knowing he could not keep anything from them too long, and he knew Harry would need them.

George spotted him the moment he came into the shop and led him into the backroom. "You either found Harry or you know something. Tell me."

Bill shook his head. "Hello to you brother, how are you?"

Shaking his head, for once in his life George was not in the mood for humour, and his big brother more then knew that, or at least he should. He knew Bill would not have come back for a visit, not so soon since the last one, without a reason for it. And he definitely would not have come to George right away.

Bill sighed and nodded. "We were right about Harry and Ron."

George sunk down on the stool."Our bastard of a brother was cheating on both of his best friends?"

It sickened them both, it was not some faceless person Ron cheated on Hermione with, not some whore in the bar. He had sent his girlfriend back, saying the hunt was too dangerous for her, and then tired of a cold bed, cheated on her with her best friend. Harry was innocent, they had made it look like they broke up, and on the run, in danger at every turn, he had turned to the comfort of Ron. He had believed him, that he had broken up with Hermione, he had not known Ron was cheating.

George was sick to his stomach. "Where is Harry? I need to see him, Fred needs to see him. He has to know we are on his side. We don't support the prat."

Bill put a hand on his arm. "I know where he is but right now he wants to be alone. But he won't face Ron, he refuses to come between the family."

Fred who had come down unseen from the apartment above, had been listening, and he was about to go and find every spider there was. Harry was obviously in France some where, his brother was so busy with work he would not be travelling, and was even more likely in Cannes.

Fred spoke up. "Harry wasn't the one who split up our family, Ron was. Harry was the victim here, and if we don't do something, Hermione likely will be as well."

George agreed with his twin. "Once a cheater, always a cheater, you know. I don't understand why Harry has not told Hermione the truth. Unless there is more."

He had not intended to tell them about the baby, at least not yet, for he had known the twins would be hard to keep in check, without knowing that. Harry had just spent a week and a half in the hospital, and he did not need any pressure on him now. If the twins knew and told anyone, Harry would soon have them all looking.

Bill swore them to secrecy and when they agreed he explained. "Harry's pregnant. He told Ron the day he proposed to Hermione."

George through a glass against the wall and swore loud. "It wasn't bad enough he cheated on them, but he knocked Harry up, and walked out on him?"

They had little money or anything growing up, the kids had all done some better then their parents, well other then the youngest two. They were always taught honour though, that in life you needed to have one of two things to get by, money or honour, and hopefully one day both. Like Draco thought when he had been told, they knew what kind of dungeon slime it took, to walk out on your own baby, but never thought Ron would be.

Fred stood."Where is Harry? I am going to bring him back home. Our little brother will not rot in exile because of that prat."

Bill stopped him. "Harry nearly lost the baby already, and he needs to remain calm, at least until the first trimester is over. This is why I didn't want to tell you."

The twins shared a look, and they knew he was right, they could not do anything to cost Harry his baby. Even if the baby had not been Ron's, it was their family, and they knew how badly Harry must want the baby, even with all of this. Considering all the people he had lost, his dad just the last, they knew he needed the baby.

George finally said. "We will wait to see Harry till the three month mark. But Ron we will deal with now, and some how, Hermione needs to know the truth too."

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Harry had been home from the hospital for two days, but mainly in bed, told until he got through the first trimester at least, he was practically on bed rest. Severus and Draco had decided they needed to do something for his birthday though, for they knew he was in need of a cheer up. Draco was the one who thought of it.

Harry was confused when they led him to a new door in his room, he never saw before. "What is this?"

Draco opened the door for him. "A bit of a belated birthday surprise for you."

The fourth bedroom had been turned into a nursery, not too over the top yet, for they did not know the gender, but a start. The room had a window seat and book cases along one wall, and there was chair rail and bead board in white, and above right now was yellow. There was a rocking chair, a crib and a change table.

Severus watched as Harry picked up the teddy from the crib. "It isn't much yet, but by the time the baby comes it will be. I think you know we want you to stay."

Harry sunk down onto the window seat with the bear. "I know you guys are trying to be kind, but I'm not your concern. I won't saddle you with me and a baby."

Cutting him off, Draco reminded him of all of the time they spent with him in the hospital, and not out of some obligation as Harry kept saying. In the short few weeks since they had com to France, as funny as it sounded sometimes, they had become family. Harry could admit he had seen another side of Severus, the side he could finally understand how the man and his dad were once close, and the room meant a lot to him.

Harry finally nodded. "As long as I know the baby and I are truly welcome here, and not trampling your space, we'll stay. I will not become an unwanted......."

Severus cut him off. "You need to learn how to accept a gift Potter, really. I mean with a baby on the way, you will have to."

Though in his usual tone, the comment had been meant to lighten the mood, and it worked. Harry thanked them for the room, the furniture from Prince Manor, but thy would add more after an ultrasound at three months, when they knew colors. For now they were happy he would stay, and led him out to the patio, where lunch waited.

Harry was relieved for some real food for once. "I actually find I missed the school infirmary. At least Poppy gave us food from the Great Hall."