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Magic Knows	By : draechaeli Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Notes: So this is part of my Happy Birthday Harry Challenge-ish (http://draechaeli.tumblr.com/post/90029215753/happy-birthday-harry-potter-challenge-ish), so as part of my rules it is a finished fic! This is the first one I started to write and I’ve been writing for three July’s now.
I experimented with a different style. So the story starts off with a lot of Harry remembering what happened in the past. I hope people like it. It is and isn’t a slow build to the main relationship. It is self-beta'ed if anyone wants to beta my HP stuff let me know.
This is mostly compliant to the end of Deathly Hallows (not the epilogue), the main differences would be less people are dead: Snape and Fred being the big ones. The rape that is mentioned in the tags happened, but there is no memory of it. The Weasley’s run hot and cold, Ron is an asshole and Hermione is over bearing.
Magic Knows
Chapter 1: What Magic Does
Harry stood on the platform of 9 ¾ amidst the hustle and bustle of the Hogwart’s Students and their families. There was hugging and even some tears and as green eyes stared at the red Hogwart’s Express he realised that he had never imagined that he would be standing on this particular platform, like this.
The war ended. The events afterwards were a flurry of activity and people and Harry could honestly not say what was going on. He remembered quite distinctly spotting Ginny through a crowd of people and making a beeline for the young redhead. When he reached her he had grabbed her and kissed her with all his might and everything seemed to fall nicely into place.
Everyone was going to Hogwarts it was where a lot of the sick and wounded were getting treated, it was a place where the refugees were staying, it was where people were volunteering to help rebuild: the school, other buildings, the magical world. The Great Hall was filled with people at all times and the House Elves were never happier with all the people they could help.
It wasn’t long until the younger generation was itching to get away and slowly the teenagers and young adults trickled up to the Room of Requirements for their own celebrations. There was alcohol, Harry remembered—well assumed from the week long blanks in his memory. Harry was pretty sure that he stayed in the Room of Requirements for a month straight, at least, without leaving but he had no proof in either direction.
What Harry did remember were snatches of people mostly in intimate contact, he can only assume that that was the case because the other people were activating more nerves and therefore more memories. The first Harry was sure had been Ginny he remembered the swell of her breast pressed to his chest, and his hand in her red hair as they snogged. The next time that Harry had a similar memory he had originally thought that he was with Ginny again, only to have long strands of blond hair interrupt their kissing. And at the time Harry wasn’t in the right frame of mind to realise that he was in decidedly less clothing then before and the long hair that got caught in his mouth should have been red not blond. The next person that Harry could distinctly remember snogging also had a distinct lack of breast pressing against his chest, in fact Harry remembered that he had been pressed back into a wall and a more southerly bulge was pressing and grinding into his answering one.
Along with the memories of those specific instances, Harry also remembered some of the words that he heard. Mostly it was his name said like a prayer an odd mix of shock, adornment, and want. Also there was variations of, “I can’t believe that Harry Potter just…” and now that Harry’s head was clear he realised how much those words had hurt him and even when he hadn’t consciously reacted to them deep down they had hurt.
So when someone treated Harry kindly and gently laid him down and words of love and the beauty of Harry were whispered non-stop for minutes—hours—days—weeks—months—forever, maybe. Harry had thought with a content smile in the afterglow, “This is nice, can I keep it, and can we be a family?”
As those were Harry’s thoughts, Harry’s partner couldn’t hear him and therefore couldn’t answer; but magic heard, for magic was everywhere and in everything and magic answered simply, “Yes,” and magic went to work. Not that Harry heard that.
It was August, the celebrations had died down, the wounded had been healed, the castle was rebuilt, and the younger generation sobered and went home. Harry had missed his birthday, or well he hadn’t remembered celebrating it, but that didn’t mean that he hadn’t celebrated.
Harry moved officially into Grimmauld Place but spent a lot of time at the Burrow. He didn’t have an official job but he invested a lot of money into rebuilding places and shops that he felt were worth it, some of Harry’s investments included: Ollivanders, Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, and Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. His relationship with Ginny was going great but slow since Molly Weasley watched them like a hawk. Ginny was frustrated with the lack of physical time that she could get with Harry but they were both happy that they were not getting pressured more into marriage. Ron had proposed to Hermione and Molly was excitedly pushing forward their wedding plans and while Harry had proposed to Ginny, Molly was content with a long engagement for them.
The wedding of Ronald and Hermione Weasley was a quiet affair in the backyard of the Burrow on a warm late August afternoon. Harry had gifted his best friends many things but amongst them had been wine and champagne for the reception and their home. And now that the wedding of the second youngest Weasley was out of the way the remaining siblings were feeling the pressured stares from their mother that meant that they should probably give up on any ideas of a long engagement or a long time to just be wild and fancy free with multiple bed partners. The looks from Molly subsequently pushed them to consume more and more of the wine at the reception.
As it were the party was dying down, Ron and Hermione had already left for their small flat and Harry was helping with the clean up when Molly cornered the brunet she started talking about how they had a summer wedding for Bill, another summer wedding for Ron and how Ginny would look lovely surrounded by snow. Harry had tried to politely duck out of the conversation, but the Weasley matriarch was persistent and all; a bit too suddenly there was a great pain in Harry’s stomach and he was passed out on the ground.
Harry Potter woke to a sight that he had thought that he would never see again, a white ceiling, a white ceiling that he knew all too well, the Hospital Wing ceiling in Hogwarts to be exact. Harry groaned and he heard someone come into the room and turned his head to see Madam Pomfrey coming closer to him.
“I’m glad to see that you are awake Mr. Potter,” said Madam Pomfrey.
“What happened?” asked Harry.
“You clutched your stomach and passed out, Molly brought you to me, I initially thought that you were having an appendicitis, however…”
Harry looked at the matron, now a bit worried she was never overly emotional or hesitant in her diagnosis like she was being now, Harry looked down at his stomach briefly it looked the same he had put on weight since the end of the war but he had attributed that to no longer living in a tent or the lack of excess stress or all the alcohol he had consumed in the more recent months. Looking back up at the school nurse, Harry asked, “However what? What is wrong with me?”
“Mr. Potter… Harry there is no easy way to say this; there is no easy way to explain this either. But Harry you’re pregnant,” said Madam Pomfrey, she had this look on her face like she was willing Harry to keep calm and believe her.
“You have to be wrong, I can’t be pregnant, I’m a bloke!” exclaimed Harry hoping that Madam Pomfrey would come back and say that there was just one more test that would disprove this whole pregnancy theory.
“You are correct; this is the first male pregnancy ever.”
Harry’s mouth fell open in shock and then he exclaimed, “Then how do you know that I’m pregnant?”!
“Harry, dear, that stomach pain, it was a miscarriage I removed two dead foetuses from you,” replied Madam Pomfrey with a sad look on her face.
“If you removed it than I’m no longer pregnant…” trailed off Harry, while he tried to wrap his head around everything he had been told. It was definitely odd and shocking—he was pretty sure that he was in shock—and he never wanted to be pregnant, but in the same breath he didn’t want any children or future children to die.
“No, you’re still pregnant Harry,” said Madam Pomfrey, green eyes whipped up to look at the Matron in a sort of shocked confusion and Harry knew then that as long as everyone was going to make it, he was not going to let any more of his children die, “I found inside of you seven foetuses, the two that were dead that your body was trying to abort and five more viable foetuses.”
“So I’m pregnant with quintuplets,” Harry managed to say before he passed out again.
Harry woke to the same ceiling of the Hospital Wing but this time it was to yelling, lots of yelling and as Harry listened the words didn’t seem to get through to him but he was sure the voice was Ginny. Struggling a bit with the blanket Harry sat up and found that his body wasn’t up for getting out of bed. He reached over and attempted to pull the curtain back and failed.
Suddenly the curtain flew back and there stood Ginny eyes aflame with anger. “You! You are awake you little liar you cheated on me!” Ginny reached back and slapped Harry across the face before she burst into tears and ran from the room.
The boy-who-lived placed a hand over his reddening cheek and stared after Ginny’s retreating form. He was a liar—a cheater—well he supposed that it was true he did do these things if the pregnancy was caused by another person—Oh lord he was pregnant! Harry groaned and flopped down on the bed, forgetting his smarting cheek and covering his eyes.
“Why me? Why does it always have to be me?”
“Because you go looking for trouble, Mr. Potter,” came the answer that Harry wasn’t expecting to get.
The brunet youth sat up quickly and stared at the snarky potion master that was standing by the end of the hospital bed. “Snape! What are you doing here?”
“That’s Professor Snape, Mr. Potter. And Professor Snape is here because not only is he a potion’s master he is at the forefront of research and experimental magic and is the most likely person to help me with your current condition,” answered Madam Pomfrey, “I realise that I haven’t given you much time to think about it but as we are dealing with the unknown we are going to have to figure some things out, so that we can help you Harry.”
Harry nodded slowly, “Okay, what do you need to know.”
“Well first off I would like to tell you that you are about eleven weeks pregnant based off of a normal female pregnancy so at this point we are not sure how normal this is. Do you remember taking anything that you didn’t know what it was in the last few months, theoretically we are talking sometime in early June,” said Madam Pomfrey with a parchment and quill on hand.
“I don’t remember taking anything strange but right after the battle, I spent a lot of time in the Room of Requirements and I was… sorta… um…” Harry answered.
“Intoxicated and incoherent?” added in Severus with a sneer clear in his voice.
The youth just blushed and nodded, Madam Pomfrey nodded back and marked something down on the parchment. “Did you have any sort of sexual contact during that time?”
“I believe so,” replied Harry looking at his blanket covered lap.
“With females?” asked Madam Pomfrey, Harry nodded.
There was a long pause, where no one wanted to say anything, finally Snape snapped, “With males?”
Harry turned bright red and shrugged and then nodded. Everyone was silent for a moment until Madam Pomfrey cleared her throat and said, “Well we’ll just have to assume that you got pregnant as relatively normal as possible. Does that seem feasible?”
That last question wasn’t really a question but it had all three inhabitants of the Hospital Wing nodding and then Harry remembered, his thought—his nice thought, while he was drunk and the more he thought of it, the more he realised that it wasn’t so much of a thought as a wish. But wishing something didn’t make it happen did it?
“What did you wish?” asked Severus levelling a disapproving look at Harry.
The youth looked up at his old professor and blinked a couple times not realising that he had spoken out loud. Green eyes looked down at the blanket once more and Harry was nervous like it was his first day as a First Year as he whispered, “Well I don’t remember much, but what I do remember was that everyone only seemed to care that I was the Chosen One that I was Harry Potter and then there was this person and they liked me for me and I just thought it was nice and wanted a family with that person.”
Madam Pomfrey gasped and Severus Snape ground his teeth before biting out, “And was this person male and one of those sexual relations of yours?”
Harry nodded again and Madam Pomfrey added, “Well even in the Magical World fully trained Wizards cannot just wish things to be.”
The youth was beginning to feel something akin to relief and then Severus Snape swooped in a destroyed it. “They can if they are in the Room of Requirements.”
“Oh…” and that was all Harry could say.
“So let us extrapolate, you had all of the needed elements to theoretically get you pregnant and then you wished for a family in a room designed to grant you wishes?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“You had to make a wish like that didn’t you?”
“Well I didn’t know this was going to happen did I?” screamed Harry at the potion professor!
The room was silent, except for the sounds of the pregnant male’s heavy breathing. Severus Snape shifted uncomfortably and Madam Pomfrey put out a placating hand to hopefully calm the young wizard. “Harry now that we have our best guess as to how this happened, we need you to decide on what you want to do. You can try to carry the babies to term or you can abort. Both options come with risks we don’t know what the pregnancy will do to your body and we don’t know what trying to stop it will do to your body. So it is your decision.”
Harry nodded; he had already made this decision hadn’t he? He had wished for them even. And looking back on it now it was the best decision he had ever made. “I’m keeping them.”
“I think that Mr. Potter and his children’s best chance for survival would be to move into the Room of Requirements, if it was the Room’s magic that got Mr. Potter pregnant it would be the best chance for the survival of the foetuses to have that magic surrounding them,” said Severus Snape in a tone of voice that clearly stated that he was in research mode.
“I agree,” added the Matron, “we will have to ask Minerva first, but I am sure she will agree.”
Poppy promptly turned and headed to her office which left Harry and Severus alone. They were silent for a long moment and then Severus cleared his throat, “Mr. Potter I would like to ask for your permission to closely monitor your pregnancy so I can glean the cause and perhaps duplicate it in the future.”
Harry blinked a couple time. “You want to study my pregnancy so you can learn how to get others pregnant?”
“Essentially, yes. However, I would like to make myself clear while in the past we have tended to not get along, throughout the course of this, I will treat you with respect and treat you like a person.”
“I may have a heart attack if you do that,” chuckled Harry.
Snape glared and replied, “A modicum of respect.”
The youth sat and thought looking mainly at his blanket covered stomach. He hated being looked at as not human. And no matter how much respect that Snape showed him Harry knew that he would occasionally feel like a lab rat. But at the same point in time this was something completely new and maybe having meticulous note taker would help to insure that Harry and his children would make it out of this alive. Harry nodded to himself and then looked up at the potion’s professor. “All right.”
Severus Snape started muttering under his breath and nodding to himself. “Very good Mr. Potter you should start thinking about what you want bring with you for your stay in the Room of Requirements. I am going to go look at the Room of Requirements, before you move in take some readings on the magic that holds it together. Please inform Poppy when she returns.”
Dark eyes narrowed in on Harry until the youth nodded and then the dark professor swept from the room with a purpose. When McGonagall came into the room followed by Madam Pomfrey both women were kind and supporting. It was set up that Harry would move into the Room of Requirement, McGonagall would go pack a bag of clothes for Harry and grab Sirius’ bookshelf from his school days. Harry had been slowly working his way through the bookshelf since the war ended. Harry would be allowed to have visitor that were still in school as long as their grades were not affected and outside visitors would be allowed in small parties that flooed ahead of time and did not flaunt their presence inside the school.
Harry was quickly informed when he had asked Madam Pomfrey if there was a way to tell who the father of his children was that it was against Wizard law for a couple to test the paternity or to know the gender of their children before birth. A long time ago infanticide was popular when spouses were proven of adultery or an undesirable child was conceived. In fact since the Magical population was so low abortions were pretty much illegal except for in certain cases. Harry was told not to worry since traditionally all female children and the first born male received their father’s surname. The following male children may take their mother’s maiden name, or the grandmother’s maiden name, or any other name that they were named heir of so that those family names would not die out. Of course when preservation isn’t an issue or when there was more children then family names, or when the parents wish it so all children (or remaining children) will receive their Father’s name. Also traditionally the middle name of a male child was their father’s name or a form of said name and a female child had their mother’s name or a form of that name for a middle name. At the birth of a child in the Wizarding World a magical birth certificate is given to the parents and immediately the middle and last name are filled out the parents just have to state the first name unless they wish to change the middle or last name of the child. Once the name is sited, the baby weighed, measured and extremities accounted for the information is recorded on the certificate magically and a copy of the certificate is magically filed at the Ministry. So he would know the father of his children (as long as he gave birth to a male child) at the birth of his children.
Harry’s move into the Room of Requirements was uneventful and his days had become slow and monotonous. To put it plainly Harry was bored until he had found on Sirius’ bookshelf the Potter Family Book: A comprehensive book on the traditions and rules of the Potter family as well as a complete family tree from the first Wizard born Potter to the Present. One of the most intriguing things about the book was that the Family Tree portion of the book was self-updating. Looking at the other books on the shelf Harry found there were also the Black Family Book, the Malfoy Family Book, the Lestrange Family Book, The Prince Family Book, and the Diary of Remus John Lupin First through Seventh year.
Tacked to the inside of the Potter Family Book was a note written by Sirius: Given to me by James he said that it was the worst and most outdated ‘Going to Hogwarts’ present ever. 05.09.1971. Harry quickly flipped open all the family books and read the notes that Sirius had written there. In the Black Book he found that it had also been a ‘Going to Hogwarts’ present, which he didn’t really like. It also stated that, after Sirius was given the Potter Book by James and Narcissa had left the Malfoy Book at the beginning of her engagement in Grimmauld Place Sirius decided to make it a collection and the collection wouldn’t be complete without his own Family Book. Harry learned that a young boy was given a copy of his family book when he began his formal magical training and young girls would receive the book of her betrothed at the finalisation of the contract that usually occurred when she was able to bare children. The Malfoy and Lestrange books were collected from Narcissa and Bellatrix upon the finalisations of their engagement. Supposedly the Lestrange book had been thrown across the front parlour in a fit of rage because Bellatrix had not wished to marry a Lestrange when the book had been presented to the elder Black sister and Sirius had swooped in and snatched the book away. The Prince Book had been stolen from ‘Snivellus, however did the son of the estranged Elaine Prince get his greasy hands of the Prince Book’ Sirius would never know, and so Harry had place the book to the side to return to Snape when he next visited. The Note in the front of the Remus’ Diary was sad: Bitten by Fenrir Greyback as a child Remus was struck from his family tree his name changed by his family to reflect his new werewolf status and sent to his Squib Aunt (who had suffered a similar fate as Remus when she was discovered a squib) and her Muggleborn Husband. They were very kind and loving to Remus who did not remember his birth parents and called his Aunt and Uncle Mother and Father but as a result Remus did not have a family book to steal/borrow so Sirius had taken his diary.
The Potter (magical) Family started when the son of a Potter was born in their family home on the banks of a river by the reeds that were used to thatch roofs; Ichabod Potter. Harry also learned that the Potter family was not very big on rules and if one of the descendants made a rule the next one would most likely change the rule. The only rule the Potters seemed to follow was: No Potter shall be directly named after another, Potters had to be famous in their own right. However Harry did notice while looking through his family tree that there had been a Wilhelm, William, Liam, Wilmot, Illiam, Wilkin, Gwillym, Uilleam and an Ulick. This of course spurred Harry to start a list of baby names he wanted to Name his children in accordance to Potter family rules. So that meant that Harry Jr., James, Lily, Sirius, and Remus where all no longer in the running for names, but that just meant that he had to get more creative.
The Black’s had been astronomers—surprise, surprise—they burned candles long into the night and slept often later into the day. They had some Noble blood and therefore they did not have to rely on normal working hours for the time. The late nights had added to the paleness of their skin, the dark hair that was typical of the family and since they burned so many candles they were some of the leading producers of candle or carbon black used to make black inks and dyes which all earned them the nickname and later surname of Black. And of course traditionally they named their children for the stars.
The Malfoy’s Book stated that they were the descendants of some Romans that were living in the area of France and after the Roman Empire fell they were called Mal Foi due to their lack of church going and when they left France for England they Anglicised their name to Malfoy. The Malfoy’s grow up learning to speak English, Latin, and French as a bare minimum, and since they had no celtic heritage they celebrate the old holidays of the Empire and name their children with names that were either Roman Praenomen or Cognomen.
The Lestrange were the opposite of the Malfoy’s in that they were English and moved to France where they were called Lestrange since they were Foreigners. The Lestrange family had a lot of harsh and cruel rules and never wanted to have their children have the same name as a person from another family so they modified existing names and words the rare spelling of Rodolph became Rodolphus and Rastaban the name for the third brightest star in the constellation Draco became Rabastan.
After Harry had returned the Prince Family book to Snape the elder man had softened up considerably to Harry and he even allowed Harry to read it. Prince was a name that came from someone who acted in a Princely manor as had the first Wizard born in the Prince family. Unlike the Potter’s the Prince’s had penance for naming their children after people that the parents had admired the Prince’s were also different than any of the other families that Harry had read about. In the Prince family the middle name of a child was the name of the current head of the family and not the father or mother, and this held true for whether the child was male or female. Harry learned that Severus was named after   Caesar Lucius Septimius Severus Eusebes Pertinax Augustus or more commonly known as Septimius Severus, he was the favourite Emperor of Snape’s mother partially due to his laws on religion and his father had agreed on the name because of Septimius Severus’ military might. However Severus had his Father’s name Tobias for a middle name instead of the head of the Prince family.
Besides the histories of the individual families Harry learned a lot about Wizarding history and Traditions. Before there were large Wizarding communities established there were Wizard born (as named by later historians) but in their families they were often simply called witches, cursed, special, or any number of other names for magic folk. After the Wizarding communities were established the first Wizard in a family was called Wizard born after the family had reached ten generations of purebloods, otherwise they were called muggleborns. The first generation of purebloods is a wizard who has two magical parents and four magical grandparents. That meant that Harry was a halfblood because he only had two magical grandparents but if he had children with someone else with two magical parents (regardless of the other persons grandparents) then their children would be first generation purebloods.
That was pretty much how Harry spent his time until December. It was a quiet day in the Room of Requirements and Harry was at the end of his second trimester, theoretically. After it had been revealed that Harry had cheated on Ginny the Weasley’s had not come to visit and the only people who had seen Harry with his rather large baby bump had been Madam Pomfrey, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, and Luna Lovegood (how she had known to visit Harry in the Room of Requirements, Harry still didn’t know) So it was a shock for the door to Harry’s room to slam open and for a crying Ginny followed by Molly, Ron, the Twins, Snape and Madam Pomfrey to interrupt what was expected to be a quiet day.
Harry was immediately worried and hoisted himself to his feet and moved over to the people he still considered friends, to the woman that he still loved and asked full of concern, “What’s wrong? What happened?”
“You gave me Gonorrhea!” screeched Ginny before bursting into a new round of tears.
Molly and Ron looked almost murderous and that was when Madam Pomfrey stepped forward to help assuage Harry’s confusion. “Harry Ms. Weasley here, has been diagnosed with Gonorrhea and as one of her potential past sexual partners we are going to have to test you for it as well. This is for precaution and the overall health of you and your children.”
Potter nodded his head and stood still as Madam Pomfrey whispered the diagnostic spell that would show whether Harry had the clap or not. Madam Pomfrey nodded her head when the results were revealed to her which set Molly off. “Well? We demand retribution we took that child into our home and what does he do he betrayed us! Cheated on my daughter and gave her this disgusting disease”!
Madam Pomfrey whipped around with her ‘Dragon Lady’ face firmly in place. “I’ll have you know Molly Weasley that Harry does not have Gonorrhea, so maybe you need to rethink the innocents of your own daughter.”
Molly’s mouth fell close with an audible snap and then she turned furious eyes on her daughter. Ginny’s eyes went wide and she took a step back, “Mum… I… didn’t-“
“Don’t you, ‘I didn’t’ me, Ginevra Molly Weasley,” yelled Molly snatching Ginny’s ear and dragging her from the room.
The remaining people in the room remained silent and looked around at each other until Harry stepped forward and smiled at Ron. “Hey mate, it is nice to see you, did you get any of my letters?”
Ron’s eyes narrowed and he sneered, “I am not your mate?”
“What? What’s wrong Ron is this about Ginny I explained that in my letters, I would have come and seen you and Hermione but I couldn’t leave here for my health.”
“Just look at you Potter, your disgusting not only did you cheat on my sister you’re some sort of abomination now!”
Harry grew angry rapidly, “If you didn’t hear she cheated on me as well, and it wasn’t like I knew this was going to happen!”
Ron made a move towards Harry which pushed everyone into action, the twins grabbed Ron and Severus stepped in front of Harry his wand drawn, as he sneered, “I think you should leave now Mr. Weasley.”
Fred and George dragged Ron out of the room and then came back into Harry’s room slamming the door behind them. The room was silent for a moment as they heard Ron banging on the door until the door faded away from Ron.
The twins came forward and began to speak as they usually did. “We wanted to apologise—“
“—for the rudeness of our family.“
“We do not—“
“—agree with—“
“—them,” the twins ended together and they added a deep and elaborate bow that had Harry laughing. The twins stayed with Harry for the next couple of days. They had stated that they had not known where Harry had been staying and Harry had cursed his stupidity for never mentioning it in any of his letters to the twins, which he had also found out that most of the letters he had sent never made it to the twins and they all believed that Ron who was currently helping out with the Shop may have been behind the missing letters. The twins were excited for Harry and offered their help once the babies were born as well as the never ending support of Harry.
It was decided that everyone who knew about Harry and the pregnancy had to be taken into confidence. It took a while but finally all of the Weasley’s and everyone else that knew had sworn on their magic to keep Harry’s secret. Only Harry could tell someone the truth about his children or his time in the Room of Requirements.
It wasn’t long after the twins had arrived that Madam Pomfrey and Snape were reasonably sure they knew in which way Harry was pregnant and why he miscarried two out of the seven babies. There was about four ways for sperm to meet egg: one sperm and one egg making one baby, one sperm and one egg making two babies (monozygotic or identical twins), two sperm and one egg making two babies (semi-identical twins), and two sperm and one egg making two babies (polar body twins). Now scientifically there really hadn’t been too much in the way of proof of the survival rate of either semi-identical twins or polar body twins, so if upon birth of these sets survived then it would be the first documentation that Madam Pomfrey and Severus Snape knew about. It was explained to Harry that sometimes cells didn’t divide evenly making a Polar Body and that sometimes a sperm would fertilise the egg and the polar body of the cell. However the polar body usually doesn’t have enough cytoplasm (or yolk( to survive and dies. Harry also learned that female eggs were all genetically X gametes and males had X and Y gametes so during reproduction an XX zygote produced a female child and an XY zygote produced a male child. But since Harry was male and had both X and Y gametes there was the possibility for YY zygotes which are not viable for life. Harry had a 25% chance of creating a female child, a 50% chance of creating a male child and a 25% chance of creating an YY. The two miscarried foetuses appeared to have both been YY, which was something that not even magic appeared to be able to breathe sustained life into. They were also pretty sure that one of the foetuses was a Polar Body Twin but not the twin of the other foetus. This of course added a bit of worry into Harry’s days wondering if his remaining five children would all make it.
The holiday season passed with a lot of presents aimed to help Harry along with the babies and all too soon in Harry’s opinion March rolled around. Madam Pomfrey and Snape were both waiting and hoping that there would be some sort of sign that said that the babies were ready to come out. And their hopes were answered early afternoon on the 15. March, Harry doubled over in pain and the alarm that was set on the Room of Requirement sounded and Madam Pomfrey and Snape rushed to assist the young wizard.
There was a partial curtain put up so that Harry couldn’t see his belly or the incision that Madam Pomfrey had opened there after making sure that Harry had been numbed. Harry was armed with five blank birth certificates and the holding the first one in his hand he waited for Madam Pomfrey to take out his first child. A cry broke the room and the birth Certificate magically filled in Dracones Malfoy and Harry sucked in a shocked breath and his heart seemed to stop. He had sex with Draco Malfoy?!? He had just given birth to the Malfoy heir! Quickly his mind went over his long list of possible baby names and he picked the Roman Praenomen that he liked Marcus it was from the God Mars. “Marcus.” Harry deftly heard while he had been thinking that Madam Pomfrey had handed his son to Severus and Severus had spouted off the baby’s stats. The next baby was another boy Dracones Potter, this was Harry’s heir he had chosen to name his heir after the place in which Ichabod Potter had dwelled. “Thackary.” The next baby was a girl the birth certificate read Harriett Malfoy and Harry cringed a bit at the proof that he was considered mother by magic and said, “Lilia.” The next was Dracones Black and Harry smiled he had hoped that he would give birth to the Black heir. “Cetus,” said Harry it was the constellation known as the Whale or the Sea Monster and it was the name that Sirius’ parents had thought they should have named Sirius after realising what a little monster he could be. There was one last cry that broke the air and the last blank birth certificate filled in Harriett Malfoy and Harry smiled. “Jamea.” For his father.
Harry hadn’t realised how tired he was and slipped into sleep. When he woke up he was sore and couldn’t move very well but he tried anyways. “Don’t move Mr. Potter, I’ll bring your children for you to see.” Harry nodded his head and turned to look at Snape who was holding a small black haired baby. “This is Marcus.”
With a smile on his face Harry shifted up in his bed and took his eldest in his arms. “Hello Marcus I’m your Father… well one of them anyways.” He stared at his oldest for a very long time before adding in a whisper, “You’re the Malfoy heir.”
“Did you just say the Malfoy heir?” exclaimed Snape showing a miniscule amount of shock. Harry nodded and Snape asked, “Which…”
“Draco,” answered Harry.
“Good, that is good. You’re going to have to tell him Mr. Potter.”
“I’ll write him, asking him to meet with me, this is something that should be done in person.”
“That is very mature of you Mr. Potter let me get Thackary he is the identical twin of Marcus they share a magical core. I’ll let the Weasley Twins explain that to you since they were also born sharing a magical core.
Thackary, well there was no mistaking that Thackary and Marcus were identical. They were still a bit red, with the smallest spattering of dark hair. Thackary had been crying since Marcus had been brought over to see his father. The second Thackary was in view of his brother he stopped crying. Harry smiled happy that his sons were already such good friends. He had to admit that he had always been jealous of the Weasley twins since they always had a friend in the other whenever they needed one.
He introduced himself to Thackary and then looked over at Lilia. Next to Marcus and Thackary Lilia was completely different. She had blond hair, and more hair on her head then her bothers. From a distance you may not have picked them out to be family. But their bone structure and facial shape were very similar. Harry didn’t know what he was going to do! He knew nothing about raising girls. But in the same instant he knew it didn’t matter.
Next was Cetus he was all smiles and giggles (well as much as a new born could muster) not sleepy at all. His hair was dark like his brothers, like the majority of the Black’s were.
Last but certainly not least was little Jamea. She was also blond and looked pretty identical to Lilia. Harry smiled at his five children and looked up at Severus Snape and Madam Pomfrey; Harry whispered his thanks and the fell asleep again.
They stayed in the Room of Requirements for a couple weeks after the birth. To ensure that the children and Harry were healthy and they would survive outside of the room. Harry held off writing his letter to Draco Malfoy, he didn’t want to write a letter with the expectation that he would be introducing Malfoy to his living heir, and not a dead child.
The twins were the first to come and visit and they explained the shared magical core. Identical twins share an embryonic sac in the womb and in magical twins they also shared a magical core. At birth the magical core may split (like the twin’s uncles), or it may stay connected. The next chance for the core to split would be the first bout of accidental magic, after that would be when they got their wands (like the twins), and then when puberty went into full swing, and lastly at their magical majority.
What Harry had to learn to accept early on was that the longer the core was shared the higher the chance that his sons would become romantically involved, or for them to never be romantically involved with anyone and the twins would most likely still live together as if they were romantically involved, just without the romance. This came about because they lived so long together and not living separately. That was when the twins admitted that they were together romantically. Harry ended up doing more reading on the subject and learned that morally in many people’s books this phenomena was frowned upon. But genetically it was fine as only identical twins could share a core and identical twins were only ever one gender and therefore they couldn’t produce children (which would extra weaken the gene pool)—well they couldn’t, if Snape figured out how to replicate the male pregnancy—then, Harry would just have to explain to his sons the dangers of giving birth to incestuous children, if they got together.
The Weasley twins moved into Grimmauld Place so that they could help Harry. The first day back at Grimmauld Harry wrote to Draco Malfoy, saying there was something important that they needed to discuss in person. The reply was not a friendly one, one saying that there was nothing that they could say that could not be said in a letter. Harry wrote another letter saying it was very sensitive information for a letter but it was imperative that Draco meet with Harry to be presented with the information. Harry made a copy of the letter for his records and was glad of it; since the reply was negative. Harry got in the habit of writing to Draco every week requesting to meet and also writing in a journal documenting the children’s progress for Draco to read when he came around.
The children grew so fast. Marcus and Thackary’s first word was: ‘Why?’ Lilia would not stay still, she was out of her crib every night, and had figured how to get down the flight of stairs without hurting herself. While all the children had figured out how to remove unwanted clothes Cetus figured out how to get dressed in the clothes he wanted to wear. Jamea seemed to watch her siblings and wait for them to be successful at something, gage her father’s reactions and then she would improve upon it.
Harry implemented a time so that each day he spent an hour with each of his children one on one. This hour would be for just the two of them. Harry wanted each of his children to know that he loved them. Marcus and Thackary had opted to have their hour together, and when they were three and learned a bit about astronomy instated that they be called Gemini. The hours were also on rotation so that each day the child who had the first hour of the day with their father was different.
‘Why’ was just the beginning for Marcus and Thackary, since most of the time they were not satisfied with the answer they wanted to experience it. They did not take: ‘because you’re four’ as a good answer for why they couldn’t go into Severus’ Potions Lab. That was the same answer that made Lila angry when she wanted to jump out of the tall tree in the back yard. Cetus didn’t like that answer either when he was trying to convince the adults that his siblings were capable in their requests and such requests should be granted. Jamea was never given that answer, since she never asked anything that would give her that answer, since she already knew the answer.
Harry was shaken from his memories to being summoned by his younger children. The Hogwart’s Express was gone, in a few hours the world would know about Harry’s children, all seven of them. Harry scooped up the hands of the two almost eight-year-olds and went to the floo network to go home.
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