Disclaimer:

Mr. P., I hope you don't mind Mrs. J.K. moving in, she promises to be gentle… or something like that. I still do my part for free.

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After informing them of our progress, we said goodbye to the Dragon Riders and the Elves Council, Charley gave a few letters to Ginny for their parents and his former boss.

Fiona and Lineria linked with me to open the portal, a few Patronus were sent through to inform them of our arrival. Fifteen minutes later Susan's Patronus came back to give the all-clear.

With a wave with our hands in goodbye we went through.

It is baby time!

18 A Teenage Dad.

Boy, those ministry workers are uptight, when we came through, followed by a bunch of Goblins, armed to the teeth, they thought we supported another Goblin rebellion and aided their invasion.

Susan had to change into her dragon and roar before they backed down. I suspect she did this a lot already.

Susan turned back and yelled with a Sonorus: "I told you Morons that they are returning from a scouting party! If you are that scared of a rebellion, it means that they have reasons to rebel against you, and you should be working to correct those reasons! Now BACK OFF!"

Ow, Susan is going cavewoman on their asses, I am getting all tingly, by the look on my wives' faces, they feel it too.

Susan looked at Daphne: "No matter what, I am going through the portal next time, you can deal with these Morons. Put all their brain cells together and you still have a Moron. If I have to listen to their nagging again I will become a Moron too."

The dudes from the Ministry flinched every time Susan said 'Moron', I bet she used that word a lot lately, even in her animagus form.

Daphne didn't say a word but went to Susan and hugged her. One by one, the other wives joined.

I turned to Croaker and said: "Wouldn't it be better if I remove the portal from here? Every time someone comes through you react like a scared virgin at the sight of her first dick. I don't like the thought of having to defend myself every time I come through this portal."

Croaker answered: "They didn't know Goblins were in your group Lord Potter, can you explain why they are with you?"

I nodded: "They helped me with Voldemort and Dumbledore, so I offered them a spot in the new place we found. These are the explorers and diplomats that went with us to find out it is worth it to branch out."

A Ministry flunky heard me and interrupted: "Why them and not us? We have more right to it than those Goblins."

I tilted my head and looked at him in wonder, then I asked: "Why them? I just told Croaker the reason, why not you? This Ministry is the reason why we suffered one Dark Lord after another. You are incompetent, corrupt, and as my dear wife pointed out, complete Morons."

I amplified my voice: "Let's make things clear, my wives and I represent the humans in that new place. The Ministries from whatever country will NEVER have a chance to be part of any government that will form there. We can tell you that I claimed some lands there with the approval of the current leaders that live there. In a few years' time, we will invite people to live there and form our own community, they have to leave their prejudice and hubris against other races behind. Now move aside so we can pass through."

The in-laws went to meet the other parents to report on the lands and opportunities, while we moved to Potter Manor to see four very… well endowed? Very pregnant, with heavy bellies wives. With thirty women in one room, the male tends to find a seat apart from the chattering. The house elves are happy though, thirty Mistresses to care for is House elf heaven.

I talked to Tapsy about if it is possible to move the Manor and everything in it to the other world. Tapsy snapped her fingers, and the Trunk elves appeared, she looked into the eyes of every elf and closed her eyes for a minute. Hey! They can share memories? That is cheating!… I better shut up, because I do the same.

Tapsy finally said: "That be a good land for us Master Harry. Lots of room and lots of Magic. Them Elves feel like us, and not us. We need to prepare the Mansion for shrinking. Master needs to change the basement floor into one big thick stone slab, or Mansion will break when we shrink it. We be needing a month to prepare."

I smiled: "We will start preparing after the children are born. Dobby, Winky, you have been the longest away from Earth, take some time off and maybe visit the other elves of our in-laws, you could share the memories of the new land with them so they can prepare too. And most of all, thank you for your perfect service to me and your Mistresses. Tapsy, these two changed a dangerous mission into an easy task, they need to be rewarded, I leave it up to you to give them the best reward you can think of."

Tapsy said: "Yes Master Harry, Winky will be in charge of the baby care, Dobby be your personal elf and mate with one more elf. Mipsy be wanting him too."

Dobby! My brother! He is on the way to follow in my footsteps! First Winky, and now Mipsy. Way to go bro! Mipsy popped in, looked at Winky, who nodded, grabbed Dobby, and popped away.

I whispered to Winky: "If you share, it doubles the fun."

Winky looked at me with big eyes, hugged my leg for a bit, and popped away. Did I just corrupt the minds of my elves? Do I need to hide the Butterbeer?

I asked: "Tapsy? What are the customs of house elves about mating and having children?"

Tapsy answered: "In big families or Hogwarts, it is the head elf that decides the mating. If the elf is from another Family, the Lords decide where the elfling will grow up. The Lord has to give permission to have elflings."

Carefully I asked: "How many children do house-elves usually want to have?"

That is a good question, they might breed like rabbits, say yes once, and you are flooded with house elves.

Tapsy answered: "Magic decides, Master Harry, with the Lord's permission, if there is a lot of work, we making babies, no work is no babies."

Hah! That is new, Magic is the equivalent of The Pill! The Grays bound the language to the Elves in Du Weldenvarden, here they bound birth control to them.

I said to Tapsy: "I will speak to the other Lords, there are some that don't have elves yet and could use a few good workers. I will tell you right now that it will be totally your decision, and I guess Magic's too."

Susan and Daphne were following my conversation and came closer, they knew most of what has been said, the Magic regulating the population was new to them.

Daphne commented: "We have to add some rules about House Elves in our core rules, like proper treatment and free choice of partner, and the freedom to change to another family if they are abused."

Susan shrugged: "Examples like Dobby are the exception, most families treat their elves good, what the Malfoy's possessed to act that way baffles me. A happy Elf brightens the home, they work twice as hard, and are extremely loyal to their family."

Tapsy said: "They be using too much Dark Magic, they be tainted that way. Wizardings forgot about cleansing rituals. Master and Mistresses cleansed with Dragon Ritual."

Daphne frowned: "That is another Global memory charm, Harry, it is impossible that everyone forgot about it. It would have been written in every Grimoire of the older families, and part of the curriculum in every Magic school. I suggest dispelling it before we take that curse along to the other world."

I groaned, another task to do: "Tapsy, do you have memories of this, or are you just thinking about it right now?"

Tapsy nodded: "We always knew Master Harry, the Masters keep forgetting it. As Mistress Daffy said, it is in the Grimoire."

I sighed: "Tapsy, every morning you will remind us of this, and when we start researching it, you put an elf next to us to remind us when we drift away from the subject. Remind us before we go to sleep so we can discuss it in my mindscape. Daphne, Susan, are there any loopholes open?"

Susan shook her head: "Not one I can think of, it may be an idea to let one of the girls stay in dragon form, I noticed we can focus more that way."

Daphne said: "The girls are done, Harry and the mothers are waiting for you. We will take care of the rest."

The next hours I went through what every dad goes through with a pregnant wife… fourfold. Too bad I can't make shadow clones outside my mindscape, that would help a lot. It was amazing to feel the children react to my touch when I laid my hands on the belly of the Mums. Carefully I projected feelings of love and happiness to them and felt the children bask in those feelings.

Tonks said: "Whatever you are doing Harry, keep doing it. I actually feel my child's happiness."

My other hand was on Cassandra, who sighed: "Be prepared to do this all of the time, Harry. Hestia, Peggy, you are up next."

Xxxxx

The following days I had to do handjobs on the mothers, it was a great stress relief for the mothers and it benefits the babies, a win-win. I do need two more arms or a timer to keep the doses equal.

Can you believe I got a Howler from Molly when she found out Charley married a Dragon? Who the fuck told her it was a marriage bond? My ears hurt for hours after that Howler, although the wives rolled over the floor from laughter when Molly described the offspring of their union in colorful words. Even more when she said she didn't want to be a grandmother of an egg. Everyone lost it when Ginny said she forgot to say the dragon is a boy.

Padma and Parvati were thrilled when they heard Alanna and Dusan got chosen by two black eggs, they turned into crazy aunt mode and started planning for their next visit.

Padma said: "Could it be they got selected because of our flight and us pulling them inside to see through our eyes? That two black eggs selected them can't be a coincidence, as you told us there were only two black ones."

Hermione answered: "It is possible that their ride with you affected the selection, the color, however? That would mean they can sense the difference, and each color represents another… House? Line? The fact that your family originated from India could be a factor too. I bet they are grateful to you both."

Katie asked: "Harry? What happened to Brom? You sent him away to Ellesmera, did he arrive there?"

Fiona answered that: "He arrived at Oromis. He was tried before Oromis and the Elf council for his stunt in Surda. He is banned from interacting with the Varden until they are absorbed into the kingdom. He is also banned to teach the new Riders because there is too much anger, hate, and sorrow in his mind. The last punishment for him is to live in isolation at the border of Ellesmera until the Agaeti Blodren Blood Pact ritual and meditate. The Ritual will judge over him. Oromis and the council felt that the punishment will be enough if the Agaeti Blodren Ritual clears him."

I shrugged: "That is enough for me too. I admit, I was getting under his skin with my comments, and he knew of our abilities to defend ourselves, so he took a risk. At the Agaeti Blodren, there will be enough Elf Riders to keep him from doing crazy stuff. I heard some of them are as old as he is."

Hestia said: "Time! Switch, Harry, I want to feel your hand on my belly within a minute, or you have an angry mother to deal with."

Xxxxx

We spend our days researching, studying, and shopping. Roger Davies is a regular visitor, he is setting a firm up to produce Manor Trunks, or in his case Village Trunks. Katie, Padma, and Parvati instructed him this last month on Runes, the last days on how to set up the Magic trees with the Rune clusters, and the need for maintenance.

Katie explained in their trial trunk: "This Runecluster is a family secret Roger, in the wrong hands it will cause disaster, imagine an obscuros tree, it can just blow up, or infect the rest of the trees. This way you create a small nesting area in the stem and link the cluster to the roof inside the nest. The cluster will suck ambient Magic up and feed it to the tree, the tree will absorb the Magic, and release excess Magic into the ground and air. That will let the Trunk grow. Now the most important part, place a regulator close to the exit that allows you to adjust the extra Magic outflow to keep the size steady and the trees healthy."

Tracey, who just came in, added: "The trick is finding the balance, Roger, growing a Trunk like that can take a whole year, before the Magic circulation is optimal. That means you will be working on ten Trunks alone, or with hired help up to a hundred a year. A maintenance contract for once a year for the first ten years, then every two years."

Meh, he will learn, and get filthy rich.

Lord Davies started the firm for Roger and bought an old farm next to a fast-flowing river. We all helped to renovate the farm, even hired some muggle born to work the fields to keep the ruse up we changed it into an industrial tree nursery, and started to plant seedlings.

With our help, Roger started on the first ten Trunks, which you can call big metal boxes instead of trunks. We opted for Stainless Steel casings for durability and looks. The first phase is to expand it thirty feet in all directions and create the layout for the inside. A space for buildings, a lake, a forest, and fields. After that, we planted two half-grown trees and a bunch of saplings in the forest area, and an ash tree in the building area. All of them Runed. A pipeline to the river provided water for the lakes, and Roger is in business. We warded the whole place against bad intentions, and Bob is your uncle.

Xxxxx

Hestia is the first to go into labor. You know, those TV shows where the midwife or doctor puts his head under a sheet between your wife's legs? Total bullshit! Also, the huffing and puffing are exaggerated. La Mar or Lamaze didn't see Hestia's death glare when I was puffing air in her face or heard the bones in my hands crack when I tried a pep talk.

Here I was, next to Hestia's bed, holding hands and giving moral support. The room was crowded though, all thirty of them! And still, I was forced to put my hand in that vice-grip of death and destruction.

It was kind of my own fault, I could have paced unharmed down the hall, but no, this idiot insisted to be present at the birth of his first child. Translated: I have to be there for the other twenty-nine… that are bloody a lot of kids! If they want to have two of them… Sixty! I am going to strangle Luna! She jinxed it!

The old man's parents had a lot of siblings, twelve of them, Grandpa was always complaining about that. He said five is enough, after that, you are one of many, if you want to visit your siblings on the weekend, one brother or sister a week keeps you busy for three months.

A single kid is not good either, they get spoiled rotten by the parent with things they couldn't have themselves when they were young. The result is one lazy ass that thinks Mum and Dad will do everything for him until they die. Yeah, I saw both sides of that coin.

I am just ranting to forget the pain in my hand, I bet she is using Magic to let it hurt extra. Finally, the head is out! The rest will be easier… yep there is my baby girl. Now lose the grip woman, so I can set my bones straight. The ows and auws from everyone turned into death glares when I said to let the girl drink.

I moved backward to the door and said: "I will get the Grandparents, I'll be back."

Stupid me used Arnold's line and even did the voiceover, they cracked my protego with their Hexes. With a limp, I went to the lounge and dropped on a couch. I wanted to send a Patronus to the Jones when they arrived through the floo. Of course, Cassandra or Megan already did that. Grandma hurried upstairs while Gramps sat next to me.

I said while raising my cup of tea, thanks Dobby, and said: "A daughter, Gramps. Did it hurt for you as it did for me? All the bones in my hand are damaged."

He smiled sadly: "Son, one piece of advice, never complain it was hard on you when they deliver a baby. That will start an argument that last until this day."

He brightened up and said: "Now I can concentrate on the spoiling part."

Yeah, I can use all the help I can get. Although that can lead to friction, Hermione is an only child of nonmagicals, her kid will get different stuff than Fiona or Lineria. Can Eldunari have kids? This is going to be a big mess.

"Dobby, bring out the fire whiskey!"

A voice from the stairs said: "Delay that order Dobby, Harry, Tonks went into labor you are needed."

Chuckling, Lord Jones waved me goodbye, sipping on his fire whiskey.

Xxxxx

The difference between Hestia and Tonks is the volume, Hestia bottled her rage and transferred it to my hand. Tonks? She cursed the living daylight out of me, describing all the things she is going to do to Little Harry. The poor thing almost retracted inside. My hand wasn't spared though, you could hear the bones crack. I bet I need a dose of Skelegrow and new eardrums.

My son was born fast… That sneaky bitch! All that yelling and growling was a stage show! She is a bloody Metamorphmagus for crying out loud! She can adjust her body parts so that two babies can pass through side by side! Worse! She set the bar of what can be said to me.

Did you know that women who live with each other synchronize their periods? It turns out it goes the same with Childbirth.

Peggy was next, yes, everyone was in the room, even the new Mums. My suggestion to go to the other side of the bed is ignored, a numbing spell later I am set to go. At this stage, the puffing and coaching are out the door, sweet whispering is not possible with twenty-nine women in the room.

Galiana is getting pointers from Imira, Lenora, Miramar, and Ophelia were thinking that an egg is much smaller when it comes out of a dragon's ass.

Hannah was on the other side of the bed giving moral support like Megan did with Hestia. The look from both girls when the head came out, made them decide to wait a decade before even thinking about kids. And they thought my dick was big… Hey! It is above average you know, ask any of my wives.

My second son is born! Crap, I have to hurry for Cassandra. Thanks to her, all my wives are certified midwives, except for Galiana, she will learn it in a few months. Megan stood by for moral support, mentally adding another decade to have a child. Cassandra, as the eldest controlled herself, hmm? Mum-in-law is watching? Ah, she is holding the girl. Anyway, an hour later boy Nr. 3 is born, ending my suffering and pain.

The tally? One girl, and three boys, 56 more kids to go… It is official, I am a teenager Dad. I am so going to spank Luna.