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Hermione Weasley-Potter arrived at the home she shared with her best friend and redheaded lover, slamming the door with much more force than was necessary.
"Hey, not so loud." Harry complained. "We just got those little monsters of yours down for a nap."
A second later, a certain redhead entered. "What're you so angry about, anyway?"
Dropping a book on the table, Hermione growled. "This is why I'm so angered."
Harry had to struggle to keep himself from laughing when he saw the title of the book was 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'. "So you finally got around to reading them, have you?"
"How can you not be more angry about this?" Hermione protested. "First, the way she portrayed us in this and the last book was abhorrent, and then that cow has the nerve to claim that she related most to the character of Hermione Granger. The nerve!"
"To be honest, it was more amusing than anything." Harry replied. "The only thing I had trouble stomaching was that whole Albus Severus thing. That anyone could believe I'd name any child of mine after a man who made my adolescence miserable, and another who was practically setting me up to die before I could walk is ludicrous."
"Oh don't get me started on those disgusting pairings!" Hermione snapped. "That Ron and I would ever date, or even think about each other in a romantic way is just...just no." Turning to the love of her life, she griped. "And you're not bothered by any of this?"
"Well, considering that aside from me having any children named after Dumbledore or Snape, it's pretty accurate." Ginny replied. "Hell, they even got the names of your children, and their overall descriptions right, just not the name of the father."
"And she did get the part about you settling down with a Weasley right, just the wrong Weasley." Harry teased. "I still can't believe Ron is the one who called you two on it, and Molly locked you in Ginny's bedroom until you shagged it out. By the way, Gin, you owe me a galleon."
"No way, she didn't make nearly as much a fuss as Lavender did after reading the last two books." The redhead protested. Harry inwardly smirked as Ginny's girlfriend chastised her about gambling, especially about something like this, and most especially against Harry.
He could still remember when they'd signed off on Romilda Vane writing those stupid books, and admitted that sometimes he wished they hadn't. While he thought the last two were her venting on his decision to remain a bachelor, while becoming Hermione and Ginny's sperm donor, before eventually marrying the two in a group ceremony, the first five were fairly accurate. He could understand why she wanted to stretch it over seven books considering Hogwarts was a seven year school, but considering that Voldemort met his end at the Ministry fifth year, she'd had to make a lot of things up for the last two years. It was very obvious that Romilda lacked Rita's flair for story telling, and he had to wonder just how entertaining it might have been if they'd been able to get Hermione to agree to let her write the sort-of biography instead.
The biggest issues with the books his extended family seemed to have was the pairings featured in the final two books. Ron, Lavender, and now Hermione were easily the most bothered by things. Hermione and Ron had always seen each other as an annoying sibling, at least by fourth year, and it had been Ron himself who'd called her on the crush she had on his sister. Lavender, who was married to Ron despite them having divorced and remarried twice, and split and gotten back together a total of four times since getting together, had been extremely offended upon seeing who had been paired with her Ronnie. She'd also been highly disgusted with the borderline airheaded way she'd been portrayed in Half Blood Prince, and even moreso everytime she was forced to see WonWon in print. If her husband hadn't been an Auror, he had no doubts she would have made good on her threat to 'curse the vile bitch to small meaty chunks' to feed Hagrid's thestrals.
Still, for Harry, life was good. Currently, he was the live in nanny of his best friend and her lover's children; though technically they lived in his home. Though that wasn't really true either, since he was their father, so technically he was a stay at home dad. Legally, Hermione was Mrs. Potter, and Ginny was Mrs. Black, and he was married to them both, and their children were his heirs to each family, but it was no secret that Hermione and Ginny were together. In actuality, Harry very rarely even shared a bed with his wives, and that was only because despite them technically preferring women, they insisted on conceiving the proper way.
As a matter of fact, he had his own girlfriend in Padma Patil. He didn't understand the laws behind it, but because Padma was sterile, no one batted an eye at the fact that he slept with her far more than his wives.
Still, Harry rather enjoyed being the stay at home dad. Though that wasn't really true either, since he was also studying for his Defense Mastery, and once his children started Hogwarts, he planned to apply for the Defense position. He still couldn't believe how much more in depth the subject was on a mastery level. There was so much information that obtaining a mastery for Defense took nearly twice as long as the next longest mastery: Runes' four year course.