Hotstuff142: No Harry isn't going to be paired with an OC. Tanzia is now out of the story for good. The story is about Harry and his kid who is an OC, but I don't think I'll be pairing Harry with anyone.

LillyMariePotter: I like the idea of having vampire and Roman names but I just can't see the baby being called Lyserith.

I hope you guys like this chapter! Been working on it for ages. Thanks for reviewing on the last chapter :)

Harry Potter had spent the past three and a half weeks running from the Dursley's to Tanzia's house. Tanzia was now the size of a balloon and still growing.

Harry had recently turned sixteen and despite all the letters from all his friends he didn't mention anything about the baby in his replies. Harry was confused and scared. He thought about the Dursleys. There was no way they'd want an infant magical vampire in their house. 'A magical vampire kid. Way to go, Harry!'he mentally kicked himself.

He thought about after the child was born. What would he feed it. Blood? 'Ugh' he shivered at the thought. If it was half human it could eat food too, surely? Hopefully.

Harry was currently sitting on his bed, thinking about everything when there came a tap at the window. He reached over and opened the window to let the owl in. It was Pigwidgeon, his best friend Ron's owl. Harry untied the letter from the bird's leg and opened it.

Harry

We're coming to get you on the 24th of July. That's on Saturday by the way.

Ron

'Crap!' thought Harry. This was definitely bad news.

The next morning, which was a Thursday, Harry got up and got dressed quickly before running out the door. He ran through the streets of Surrey until he got to Tanzia's house. He let himself in. Tanzia was curled up on the sofa watching TV. "Oh, Hi," she said calmly.

"My friends coming to pick me up on Saturday. I'll be gone and I won't be back till next Summer!" he said quickly. Tanzia sighed.

"S'all right. The baby should be born tomorrow morning, if my calculations are correct. Don't worry, you don't have to be here for the actual birth. I've got a midwife coming, I'll be fine. You need to be here around 1 though," she said quite calmly, considering she was talking about her own child's birth tomorrow. Harry, however, was not calm. He was panicking now and starting to regret not telling anyone. How would they react when he brought a baby to the Burrow?

"Uh, okay," he said, gulping. He quickly sat down on the armchair. "Why do you live alone?" he asked, trying to think of anything but the baby.

"My parents are a thousand year old vampires. Do you really think they want to live with their vegetarian 'teenage' daughter?" she asked, eyebrows raised.

"Oh," said Harry. Tanzia groaned.

"Harry you should go. I'm getting a little thirsty," she warned. Harry nodded and stood up.

"Uh, well, I'll see you tomorrow," he said, eyes wide. He then quickly exited the house and ran back to Privet Drive. He ran upstairs and took out his money pouch. He had a mixture of wizarding money and muggle money. He took out all the muggle money he could find before leaving the house again. He went to the nearest baby shop.

When he got inside, he realised he had no idea what he was looking for. 'Clothes first,' he thought. Harry went over to the area for baby clothes. Judging by the bulge on Tanzia stomach, he decided to get clothes for maybe an eight week old. Just in case. He could always shrink them then. Harry realised he had no idea what sex the baby was when it came to actually choosing the clothes. He grabbed a pile of things in neutral yellow, whites, oranges and beige with a slightly bluish undertone.

He grabbed a few things in pinks, purples, blues, greens and reds just in case too.

Then he decided he'd need bottles. He bought 5 baby bottles and, after realising he'd need them, two big boxes of nappies. He wasn't sure what else a baby needed. He'd only ever saw pictures of babies. He bought some blankets and toys. Then he went up to the salesman. "Excuse me, but I need to buy a crib and ,um, maybe one of those car seats," Harry thought it might be easier to carry the baby around if he had a seat like that.

"Yes, of course. Would you like them delivered?" asked the man. Harry nodded and looked at the cribs. He chose a white one and a turquoise baby seat. "We'll deliver them to you tomorrow morning. Where to?" Harry gave them the address, glad to know that the Dursleys would be out tomorrow morning.

After paying for everything, Harry walked home with all his bags. He had to sneak upstairs and hide them under his bed so that the Dursleys wouldn't notice. Harry looked around for somewhere to put a crib. He decided to push his bed along the far wall and put his desk and birdcage along the other wall. That left a whole free wall where Harry would put the crib against. Harry realised he would need another trunk for all the baby's stuff.

He sat down and wrote a letter to Ron.

Don't ask why, but can you bring me a trunk on Saturday? I'll give you the money for it, but I really need another one!

Harry

He tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and opened the window. The bird flew out after giving Harry an affectionate peck on the hand.

Harry woke up the next morning with butterflies in his stomach. The Dursley's left at 10 and the delivery men came with the crib and baby seat at around 11. Harry sat down, glad to be able to do something, when he found it he would have to put the crib together. It took him over and hour to get the crib all put together and by that time it was half twelve. Harry sighed and stood up. Show time.

He ran downstairs and out the door, hoping nobody would realise the house was empty and unlocked, and walked to Tanzia's house. It was after one when he got there. He let himself in and nervously walked to the living room. Tanzia was sitting on the floor staring at a beautiful green-eyed baby laying on the couch. The baby looked to be about a month old, not an hour old.

Harry looked down at Tanzia. "It's a girl," she said. Harry smiled, reluctantly. He bent down to pick her up. She woke up as soon as Harry lifted her, but then snuggled back down to sleep in his arms. "You need to go now. You were late. I can't be around her too long. I nearly killed the midwife earlier," Harry stared at her, shocked. He knew this would have to happen, but he didn't think Tanzia would be so relieved to see her baby go. Harry just stared. "Go!" Harry looked down at the baby. Tanzia had at least dressed her up in a green baby grow.

He reached down and wrapped the baby up in the little blanket that was on the sofa. "Well, bye," he turned to walk to the door. "Wait, Tanzia, are you sure you want to do this?" asked Harry. Tanzia glared at him.

"Yes! It's for the best now go!" she screamed at Harry. Harry sighed, defeated. He left the house, with the gorgeous baby still in his arms. He wished he'd brought his invisibility cloak now. He walked carefully back to Privet Drive and, luckily, nobody saw him with the baby. He got inside the house and walked upstairs. The baby was still sleeping. He lay her down in her cot and stared at her.

The baby woke up at about five, crying to be fed. Harry mentally kicked himself when he realised he'd forgotten to buy baby formula milk. She would have to do with normal milk for now. Harry went downstairs and put some milk into a bottle. He heated the bottle up in the microwave and started feeding it to the baby. She screamed louder and Harry sighed as he realised the bottle must be too hot.

He poured some on his hand. 'Ouch' he though. Harry sighed. 'I'm so bad at this!' he groaned. When the milk cooled down he continued feeding her. She was fine now, but not entirely satisfied with the milk. Harry stared at the baby. She looked nothing like a vampire. He could feel her breathing, her cheeks were rosy red and definitely no teeth, never mind fangs. 'Maybe Tanzia just made the whole thing up?' Harry thought to himself. 'No, she couldn't have. No baby's born in a month! And day old babies don't usually look a month old' Harry sighed.

He looked at the baby and marvelled over how much she had grown in the last day alone. It was unbelievable.

Harry woke up the next morning to his daughter's crying. She had slept through the entire night, but now she was up and she did not want to sleep! Harry took her out of her cot, quickly. He managed to quieten her. 'Thank Merlin she didn't wake the Dursleys' he thought. Harry looked at the clock. 10:30. He couldn't believe Emerald had slept for 9:30 to 10:30 in the morning.

Harry stood up and got her dressed. He put her back in her crib with all her toys and sighed. He had to go to the shop. The Weasleys would be here soon and he had to feed the baby first. He went downstairs, praying that she wouldn't cry. "Aunt Petunia?" Harry said when he got the kitchen.

"What?" his aunt snapped.

"The Weasleys are coming to get me later. Probably around noon," he said. His aunt gasped.

"Well, your Uncle and Dudley are out so I might as well make myself scarce later then," she said. Harry felt relieved to hear that. It would make everything easier. Harry exited the house and ran as fast as he could to the shop. He quickly bought some formula milk and dummy (pacifier). Then he ran back home. Aunt Petunia, as she had promised, wasn't there. Harry breathed a huge sigh of relief and went upstairs.

The baby was sitting on the floor looking at all the pictures in Harry's spell book. Harry stared at her, shocked. How had a baby only a day old climbed out of a cot? Harry shook his, amazed at his daughter.

Now all that was left to do was choose a name and introduce her to all his friends. Great.

Chapter 4! I'm thinking about naming her Emerald Lily or maybe Emerald Tanzia. I don't really know. I'm not good with names, so suggestions please! I really hope you like this chapter. Please review!