Hey everyone,
This chapter is actually going to be quite fun. I was going to cover one of Harry's check-ups with Poppy to get a read on how his baby is doing as well as the first Quidditch match of the season. But then the plans I had for the check-up took a life of their own, just like the whole thing with chapter 09, and I decided to postpone the whole Quidditch thing for one more chapter. Though don't get me wrong, I WANT to cover the match as I have quite a few plans for that.
Just, not now,

Venquine1990


Chapter 21
Family And Shocks

10th of November 1995
Hospital Wing, Hogwarts
Harry's POV
PS. WARNING: Mention of Mature content in this chapter! WARNING!

The past week I have been walking on a cloud of pure bliss. Dumbledore actually gave the whole school the rest of the week off so students could either go home and talk about what they've seen with their parents or just have time to get closure with their own emotions through their friends without worrying about studies. Isa had joked that, for a boarding school, we sure got a lot of free time and Hermione had slightly worried about that, stressing about OWLs.
To do her a favor, we decided that we would just study our text books in the morning and have fun in the afternoons. I also finally bit the bullet, so to say, and told Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore that I wanted to drop Divinations for my OWLs. The woman had been a little miffed that I did so in the middle of my OWLs year, but both of them had accepted this. Ron had been a little sad to see me leave, but I had told him one word: "Prophesy." And he had understood.
What also helped was that we had Lupin, who had actually been ordered to take over Umbridge's job as DADA teacher by the Wizengamot after Sirius' trial, something he had been completely astounded by when he was told the day after the trial. "Well, we'd rather have a werewolf than an opportunist, especially if that werewolf is talented enough to make a Weasley break NEWTs scores." Malfoy had actually been the one to give the explanation.
And while I didn't really like the way he spoke of the Weasleys and while my friends were annoyed and muttered: "He's not a Weasley in our eyes." Though they did this at a point where their mother couldn't hear them, had most of the Wizengamot agreed on this. And so, whenever he wasn't entertaining Sora and the others, Lupin was again enjoying himself, standing in his old office and teaching us everything Umbridge refused to. And now that we have a week off, Remus helps us when we have a problem with our reading.

And whenever I left the sanctuary that is my rooms, I would see looks of understanding, guilt and respect almost all over. Even a couple of Slytherins looked at me gratefully, probably believing that I had seen their parents in the graveyard and grateful that I hadn't given this away. Even Malfoy himself had given me a single look of respect before turning his back on me and for the rest of the week, he just left me alone, even if I only came out during meals.
Every other minute of the day, between lunch and dinner, I would spend with either my friends, training with the team or, my personal favorite, hanging with Lea. And after his amazing declaration of love from a few days ago does it feel as if our relationship has ascended to a whole new level. On Thursday Ron had peeked his head around the doorway because he didn't hear anything happen and spotted us back in the same position as on Tuesday.
We were just seated together in the rocking chair, Lea's legs wrapped around my hips and both our arms wrapped around my waist as we looked out over the grounds of Hogwarts and Hogsmeade in the distance, me gently rocking the chair with my own legs at a calm and relaxed pace. Ron had smiled at us, which I noticed thanks to the small mirror next to the window and pulled back, silently closing the door behind him as he left.

There is one thing that I am a little annoyed with. On Tuesday night I had wanted to thank Lea for his amazing declaration by kissing him on the lips for the first time, but Lea had laid his finger on my lips and whispered: "It's our first, it deserves to be special. I love you, my gorgeous, I want it to be a kiss you will forever keep memorized. Just trust me." And while his speech had made that easy to do, do I feel slightly annoyed as I felt tempted to kiss him all through his statement.
Still the idea that my soul mate is actually planning something to make my first kiss more special than just the fact that it is my first increases that sense of bliss and I even heard the twins whisper together: "That poor kid, Lea made it so he almost doesn't need his broom anymore. He's practically flying all by himself." And while they had snickered afterwards, had the Chasers slapped them over the back of their heads and snapped at them to behave.
I definitely feel like I have a new spring to my step and just walking somewhere with Lea, whether it's from the living room to the bedroom, through the halls of Hogwarts or across the grounds, makes me feel like the ground or surface underneath me is made of clouds and air instead of rock, stone, brick or grass. And even now that I am walking towards the Hospital Wing for my first check-up with Lea, Sirius and Damian I feel like that.

"I still can't believe that you won't tell me the gender." Sirius mutters to himself for the dozenth time this week, even though the smirk on his face proves that he is just messing with me and I share a look and a shake of the head with Damian before we enter the wing, which, thanks to everyone having a week off, is completely bare of other patients. This makes me sigh in relief and Poppy enters from her office, a beaming smile on her face.
"Ah good, you're here. Are you ready to find out whether you have one little ball of wonder growing within you or more?" The woman asks and while I had been beyond exhilarated at the idea of twins or triplets when Sirius first suggested it, do I now find myself hoping and wishing that the distance didn't indeed make that happen. I gulp, but nod nonetheless and feel glad that I got to talk with Roxas before coming here to explain him my fears and concerns.
The blonde haired kid had been amazingly understanding and just joked: "As long as I get to preserve the right of calling dibs on the title for your second-born, Harry. I don't care how long that takes." I had happily promised him the privilege and thanked him for his understanding. And while I wonder if I will still get to happily surprise him or not, do I climb onto my bed. Poppy had told me about how this bed was donated to the wing by my great-grandfather and I have loved it since.

I unbutton my shirt and reveal my bare stomach for the woman to rub a really, really cold kind of goo across my abdomen and while this incites a bit of a shudder to run through my body does her rubbing the goo all over make it heat up and take on my own body temperature nice and quick. The two of us smile at each other over this and Poppy pulls out her wand as she says: "Alright, let's take a look." And she waves it in several forms and shapes after.
A small cloud of smoke appears above me and as Poppy lies the tip of her wand on my stomach, do I notice it changing into a flesh-like color. Poppy starts to move her wand over my stomach and then suddenly stops, just as a heartbeat starts to sound from the cloud, the cloud itself actually pulsing alongside the sound. "Well, there we have it." She whispers happily and tears spring to my eyes as I realize what I'm hearing; the heartbeat of my baby.
I desperately want to lie a hand on my stomach, but know that I can't. Poppy, instead, starts to move her wand around on my flesh in a strange and interesting kind of pattern and looks up into the cloud, seeing something that I can't. "Well, it looks like you're only pregnant of a single child. The baby is laid in such a way that I just can't imagine there to be another fetus inside the womb. I could check, but if there is, we might have to take action."
This worries me and Sirius asks: "Action, how? Why?" And Poppy takes a deep breath before she says: "If there is another fetus in there, the one that we're currently seeing is basically pushing him or her away, trying to, for some reason, dominate the space of the womb. I can't imagine a child of Potter blood doing so, but while it is unusual, it's not impossible.""How do we find out?" I ask, fearing for the life of my possible second child.

"I'll need to rub the goo over your back and run my wand over that. If there is another fetus, it is being pushed to the back of your womb and located somewhere against your spinal cord." At this I nod, feeling beyond glad that the Vernon and Petunia always kept their abuse to just words and that Dudley never caused me any lasting injuries when he played Harry Hunting. I turn on my back and pull my shirt up, giving her access to my back.
The goo feels just as cold at first as it is being applied to my back as it was when being applied to my stomach, but it warms up just as quickly as well. I feel Poppy's wand run over my back and turn to look at Sirius while tightly gripping Lea's hand, hoping desperately that she won't find a second heartbeat. But then suddenly I hear it again, scaring and horrifying me. Yet I also hear Poppy sigh in relief and she mutters: "Good, that's the same heartbeat as before. You're just pregnant of one baby." And instantly I relax, my body having tensed up when I heard that heartbeat.
"You're sure?" Damian asks worriedly and I turn my face to see Poppy nod as she says: "If that had been the second child, the heartbeat would be a few tones louder. It's just as loud as it was when I checked Harry's front so that proves that this is the same child. The baby is just growing in the center of Harry's womb, all by himself and, going by that heartbeat, is growing quite healthily as well." Which is exactly what I need to hear.

I turn back onto my back, feeling relieved beyond words and also feeling a growing sense of excitement and glee at the fact that my baby is healthy and taking up the center space of my body. "You're a smart little thing, aren't you?" Lea asks, actually crouching down to my stomach and gently whispering: "You know exactly how to get comfortable inside your mummy, don't you? You're such a smart, sweet little thing. Now you stay in there, in the middle, you hear me? I know you're growing in there, but we don't want to hurt mummy doing so, do we?"
And the sight of him talking to my stomach, as if he is talking to my little baby boy or girl, brings tears of joy and bliss to my eyes and I notice Sirius rolling his as he says: "Wow, you are just like James. Though he didn't start being like this until Lily was further into her trimesters and little Harry started kicking inside her." At which Lea shrugs, not really caring, yet I beam at learning even more about what my parents were like before their deaths.

"So, do we know any gender?" The man then suddenly asks, only for Lea to snap his fingers. A cloud of smoke envelops the man, making him yelp as the Dark Corridor makes him vanish. Yet Poppy laughs and says: "That really was quite unnecessary. Sirius might be remembering what James was like, but he forgot that Lily couldn't learn the gender until she was between four and five months pregnant. Harry is only two and a half months, he is nowhere near." Yet Lea shrugs uncaringly once again while Sirius angrily storms back through the curtains.
"I told you, Sirius. Lea and I will be the only ones who know the gender. I told you that the day I found out I was pregnant." I tell my godfather, who pouts and mutters: "I had hoped you had changed your mind since then." Making me laugh at him. "Well, now that you're back, would you mind sitting down? There are a few things I wanted to discuss with the four of you." Poppy says and this intrigues yet also slightly concerns me.

Sirius and Lea both take their seats and I sit up in the bed a little, Poppy using her wand to vanish the goo off of my front and back before she pulls up a chair of her own. "First of all, I want to express my own personal relief that you are only expecting one child, Harry. Considering the fact that you are still only fifteen and still in school, I consider this a good thing as it will make it easier for you to mix your family with your studies." At this I nod and say: "I told Roxas the same thing when I told him I was hoping the same thing.
Roxas is a great guy and I think he'll be a great godfather, but – I feared I would overwork him and Damian with needing to help Lea and I if we had more than one this time around. He was okay with it and just asked if he could keep the privilege of still being named godfather of my second child. I assured him of this." This makes everyone around me smile and then Poppy takes a deep breath and says: "Good, now onto something less – pleasant."

Instantly I feel greatly worried and Poppy strongly states: "I won't lie to you, Harry, or wrap a whole story around the facts. When I had you over here the last time, when you were out cold and growing the womb and your little one, I ran an extensive set of spells and medical charms to see how your body would develop and what you would need to stay healthy through your trimesters. And unfortunately, your body is a bit of a health hazard."
"How? How can that be?" Lea asks in shocked concern, voicing both my thoughts and my emotions and Poppy answers: "His upraising. Even with the healthy diet that he is on now and the healthy way he has been eating on and off for the past four years, his body is just slightly underdeveloped and the current diet, even with the potions that he drinks, won't fix that enough before he's going to give birth. However, his magic is already set to prepare for this."
This relieves me a bit and Sirius asks: "Prepare for this, how?" And Poppy sends me and Lea a look that really worries me and makes Lea reach out to grab my hand in loving reassurance before the woman continues: "Just know that you are not the first male that this happened to. It happens in almost every 1 out of 9 cases. And to be honest, the only reason I'm worried, is because what I am about to tell you – will test the strength of your bond."

This makes Lea and me share a confused look and Damian says: "I thought you weren't going to beat around the bush. Just tell us what will happen when Harry gives birth. Just tell it to us straight." Poppy coughs and mutters an apology before she says: "When you were out cold, Harry, your body grew a connection between your rectum and your womb. This connection is just too small for the baby to get through once you go into labor, even with your potions.
Because of this, once you are either halfway through your seventh month or in your eight month of pregnancy, you will experience a new sense of pain as your body will, again, develop a new organ to help you deliver your baby safely. That organ, Harry, Lea – is a vagina." And while Lea's eyes widen at this, do Sirius, Damian and I gape at the woman. Yet Poppy focuses on Lea and fells him with a stare as she asks: "What do you think of this, Lea? And be honest, I'll know if you're lying."

And while I remember his declaration and feel sure that Poppy's worries are unnecessary, do I still notice Lea sending me a bit of an uncomfortable look, which confuses me. "You want me to be honest?" The man asks, which makes me feel a small hint of worry and then he astounds me as he says: "Okay, I'm not going to lie. It turns me on." I gape at him for a few seconds and then hear Poppy sigh in relief.
I turn to her and she says: "First of all, this growth is only temporary. Once the baby is one, maybe two months old, naturally the body will make Harry's body grow skin over the vagina and if he continues his diet, he won't need to grow another one if he ever gets pregnant again after this. However, mates are known to react quite differently to this news. Three in seven are okay with it and just let it happen, both the growing and the vanishing.
Another three out of seven are actually like you, Lea, and get turned out with the thought of their male mate having a female organ. However, the last out of seven actually reject the idea and either try everything in their power to make their mates so healthy their bodies don't need to grow this organ – or reject the bond, their mate and child entirely. I didn't think you were like that, Lea, I just wanted to be sure. I'm just being equally as protective of Harry as you are."

Yet while they talk, do I feel grateful that everyone's attention is on my mate and Regent as the image of me lying on my back on my bed, my legs wrapped around Lea's form and his manhood pounding into my actual vagina makes my own manhood turn hard, makes a bit of sweat run down my back and makes my face flush with arousal. I shake my head in order to get my mind off of the imagine and then hear something even more shocking.
"Now, I want you two to know two things. One, even when Harry grows his vagina that does not mean you can make love to each other through that. During his pregnancy, that vagina will be beyond sensitive and he will grow everything, including a hymen to protect his virginity. You breaking that will hurt as much as him growing the womb, the baby breaking it upon birth will not. Do not take his virginity, I will not allow it."
By now I am trying to hide underneath the cover of my bed, hating and feeling mortified by the fact that Sirius and Damian are here, even if Damian has taken my other hand and is giving it comforting and reassuring pats and squeezes. "The other, and this is something I want you both to discuss very thoroughly before you decide on this, there is a potion that will make the change – permanent. That will make it so that Harry's body will not grow skin over his vagina after the baby is born. Again, no deciding on this until you have thoroughly discussed this."
I peek over the edge of my bed cover and notice Lea giving Poppy a nod that is full of silent promises that he will follow her instructions to the letter. I turn my gaze from him to Sirius and notice that he is just sitting there, an intrigued and interested look on his face. I pull my head out from under the cover and fell all three of them with a stare of my own as I say: "No one hears about this. No one." And all three of them nod, promising me they'll keep quiet.

Later that night
In the bedroom

"Sirius, can I talk with you? Lea, do you mind?" I ask just when we have both prepared for bed and have left the bathroom and while Lea has obviously noticed that I have been a little tense and nervous around him, has my mate just calmly accepted it and nodded at me. He leaves the bedroom and Sirius enters, the two sharing a knowing grin that makes me feel a little annoyed. Sirius then joins me on the bed and asks: "What do you think about all this?"
At which I can't help but exclaim: "What am I supposed to think? I'm Muggle-raised. If it weren't for the fact that I always wanted a family, it would have been so much harder for me to understand and accept that I, a guy, am pregnant. But the idea that I am going to be growing a female organ, one through which I can get physical with my mate, but can't because I'm pregnant. What am I supposed to think about that?"
And I let myself fall back onto my bed, my arms spread instead of wrapped around my stomach like they have been more and more often these past few weeks. "Yeah, Remus noticed me to be lost in thought a few times as well today. Got to say, this was one turn of events I didn't see coming. And let me tell you, when I'm not working on that nursery stuff, I'm reading up on whatever book I can find on soul mates and male pregnancies."
This makes me turn to look at him and he shrugs as he says: "I don't know why, but I didn't find anything about this in any of the books I read. I think I'm going to compare the books I read with the ones Poppy read. Maybe, because this is such a sensitive topic, it's only in books reserved for certain professions or something." And while I can definitely understand and agree with that theory, do I also feel annoyed with it.

"You know, I think I know a good and easy way for you to decide what you want. You know, when it comes to keeping the vagina or not." Sirius mutters, sounding like he's talking more to himself than me and I look at him imploringly. He turns to look at me and mortifies me as he asks: "If roles were reversed, how would you feel about it? About Lea having an extra orifice for you to make love to?" At this I can only groan and moan: "Sirius! Really?"
"Just thought it would help. I mean, if I know Lea as well as I think I do, he's not going to be the one to make the decision. He, after all, already told you that he's aroused by the idea, but I know that red-haired lovable lump good enough to know that he will just ignore that arousal if you decide you want your body to grow skin over it. So I guess the real question you need to ask yourself is – how do you feel about the idea of Lea making love to you like that?"
At which I let out another groan as the same image tries to fight for dominance in my mind, while I try my hardest to push it away and ignore it. "Ah, that – that proves enough – I guess." Sirius suddenly mumbles and while I had thrown an arm over my eyes when he asked his last question, do I peek out underneath it at him and notice him looking down my body. And then I suddenly remember that I recently started sleeping in only a short, thin nightshirt and underwear.

Instantly I realize what he's looking at and shout: "SIRIUS, FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN!" Making the man wince and reminding me of the fact that he is a Dog Animagus and probably has the animal's sensitive hearing even when not in his Animagus form. I huff, turn around and pull my blanket up from the back of the bed, pulling it over me and growling: "That will teach you to look at your godson's freaking hips. Honestly." Sirius laughs and says:
"Wow, you boys must be living a completely different life from what James, Remus, Pettigrew and I were like. By the time we were at the end of our Fourth, we actually had times where one of us just walked around the dorm in nothing but our own flesh. Sure Pettigrew sometimes turned a little red at it, but we were all fine with it when it happened. It was just guys being guys, really. It's part of growing up in a dorm with other guys."
"Never happened in our dorm." I growl and Sirius shrugs as he says: "I guess that's because you, Finnegan, Thomas and Neville just aren't as close as we were. Makes sense, I suppose. Still, there is a little something you should know. The reason Poppy held me back after the check-up was over." This intrigues me and I turn around to look at him. Yet instantly regret it when I notice the playful smirk on his face as he says: "She wants me to give you – the Talk." And yet again I groan loudly and try to pull the cover over my head, yet Sirius stops me, laughing as he does.


Poor Harry,
Still, now that he knows that he is going to grow this new organ and that his mate is aroused by the idea of making love to him like that, it's only right and normal that he gets a talk about how, in the normal, every day way, a person can get pregnant and what happens when two people make love to each other. And Sirius might be a prankster and joke from time to time, but he will take this duty seriously and act responsibly as he does.
Next chapter: QUIDDITCH! We are finally going to cover the one match that, in canon, ruined everything in regards to the season for Harry and the twins. There is just going to be one little twist; I am NOT going to be covering the match. Instead, I am going to pull a Sorcerer's Stone – without the cursed broom – and focus on a few other characters while the match progresses.
Sounds fun, right,

Venquine1990
PS. I am going to derive from canon and make the match take place in the second weekend of November instead of the first like I did in The Fidelius Kept Secret.