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The Third Mate	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17883 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6
The banging and cursing that signified someone’s unsuccessful entry from the floo woke Harry from his deep sleep the next morning. His body was to sore to really move but in his sleepy state he determined that who ever it was, must have had his emergency floo password, or the wards would have prevented them entry.

The curses gained in violence as the person searched the house. When steps sounded on the stairs both Sirius and Remus had been roused from their sleep as well.

Harry debated pulling up the sheet to cover their naked and cum covered body’s but decided he was to tired.

The door slammed open, causing Sirius to jerk slightly and the three lovers watched in bemusement as a barely dressed and crazy haired Hermione rushed in, shouting out half formed sentences and theories.

Confused Sirius watched her pace while Harry stifled his chuckles. This was the girl he’d gone to school with, the girl he missed. Remus, the most awake of the three, simply cleared his throat and waited for her to realize they were all naked.

“And that’s why I think this will work!” she turned, elated to see her enraptured audience’s reactions and froze. Remus chuckled at her wide eyes and gaping mouth.

“You’re..OH..well…I’ll uh just…OH!” She ran out of the room at full speed blushing fiercely at their deep laughter.

They stumbled out of bed and helped each other get dressed amongst kisses. What ever she found was bound to be life changing and the wanted to remember the closeness they felt last night.

They found her in the kitchen, still blushing over a cup of tea. Harry held up a hand to stave off her apologies and fixed them all tea to their preferred specifications. Extra sugar for Sirius, black for Remus and a dollop of milk for himself.

They sat down and sighed over their drinks, letting the heat sear their throats and clam their nerves. Finally Remus nodded to a bouncing Hermione. She immediately launched into a lecture.

“Back in the days of ancient Greece, wizards were numbered in the hundreds, and most of those were male. There just weren’t enough women to propagate the species, so Plato and Aristotle researched and found a way to make men fertile. They perfected this spell and spent the rest of their days traveling around the world, casting it on everyone. Now men and women can both carry children, as long as there isn’t extenuating circumstances.” She sent an apologetic glance at Remus, as though he hadn’t known all this.

“Get on with it.” Sirius grumbled. He was out of school now, he didn’t want another history lecture.

Hermione bristled, but carried on none the less. “How much to you know about the Plague of Justinius?”

Harry shook his head while Sirius stifled a groan when Remus answered contemplatively. “It was a plague that ravaged the Empire of Constantinople in the early 6th century.”

Hermione nodded, “Right. It hit both the muggle and magical worlds as neither had any organized sewage system. Wizards just banished their waste to the muggle part, thinking themselves truly separate. Unfortunately, the mosquito’s didn’t know how much better Wizards are.” She quipped.

“Many wizards and witches died, a great many of them pregnant wizards. The fetus was able to live on for a few days inside their dead parent, since their magic protected them from the disease, but they died to soon after. Now Corvus was a brilliant wizard who’s pregnant husband caught the plague. As his husband suffered, Corvus researched, and he was able to adapt a spell used on livestock to humans. He transferred the child from his dead husband to himself, and the child survived.”

Hope boomed in Harry’s eyes and the three of them leaned forward to listen closer.

“keep in mind that, this spell is meant to transfer the fetus out of a dead wizard.”

Their heads dropped slightly and Hermione hurried on.

“I think that I’ve found a way to simulate death long enough to transfer the child but not kill Sirius. That was the easy part. it’s a muggle thing but I’m sure that will work. The problem is transferring the child without transferring the siphon. But I think I have it now. You see There’s a professor at the university I looked into taking a few classes at who is working on an artificial womb. It’s quite fascinating really….”

Harry, used to her rambling on to intellectual study at inopportune moments, called her name sharply to get her back on track.

“Oh right, anyway I think that I can do it. It’s going to be based on the theory used in port keys. When you are touching a portkey everything that you are touching is also transported, except you are standing on the ground, and that earth isn’t transported. Portkeys lock on to a wizards individual magic, identified through what ever part of skin is touching the portkey and transports that. You’re clothes are within your individual aura and travel with you but the earth has its own magical identity and the portkey can differentiate. I think, if I can get a sample of the magic of the siphon, we can shift that out and transfer only the baby.”

Harry stood up in exuberant joy while Remus collapsed in relief. Hermione pressed on determined to get out the warnings.

“The siphon will still be there so Sirius will not be able to get pregnant again or we’ll have to do it all over again.”

Sirius shook his head, expressionlessly, “I didn’t ever want to be a mother in the first place.” Harry blinked at him, some of his joy dimming.

“There are a few conditions.” She warned.

“There always are..” Sirius grumbled while Harry sat down again.

She ignored him, “The fetus must trust the spell caster as this is very invasive magic. They will also have to trust the new ‘mother’. For that to happen, You will need to pick a new mother you trust explicitly as the baby will depend on you to make the decision.” She told Sirius who didn’t respond.

They sat in silence for a moment, digesting and Hermione decided to give them some time to discuss among themselves. She headed out saying that the spell would need to be cast before the second trimester began in a week. She would be back tomorrow.

Harry watched Sirius as he stared up at the ceiling. He wanted to volunteer to be the new mother but wasn’t sure if Sirius trusted him. He didn’t think he’d be able to handle it if his godfather and new lover didn’t. He got up to refill his tea and let Remus and Sirius talk.

Remus watched Harry leave with a heavy heart. If it was possible, he’d volunteer to carry the child, but his lycanthropy prevented it. His womb had been the first thing the curse took. No werewolves ever carried children.

“Sirius love. Do you have any idea of who you trust enough to perform the spell?”

Sirius nodded, a twisted smile on his face. “Yea love. I would say you but you’ve never cast anything like this. Poppy can do it.”

Remus nodded, expecting nothing less. He wouldn’t trust the dog animagus with anything like this either. It wasn’t their area of expertise.

Harry retuned and set a new cup in front of his mates before leaning back to wait. Surely he didn’t need to tell Sirius he was willing to carry the baby.

And indeed he wasn’t. Sirius was well aware his young lover was shaking with nerves, and the reason why. Never let it be said that Sirius never thought anything through, just infrequently. Currently he was trying to decide if he trusted Harry. Sometimes he caught himself mentally thinking Harry was still 15, or like James. Harry was nothing like James was, which was fortunate. Sirius didn’t’ think he could handle a lover that acted like he himself did. Sirius trusted Remus to be a good parent, but the wolf didn’t have a womb. It was something that Sirius had lamented back before….

Ultimately he decided that all this thinking was unnecessary. He wanted the baby out, he wasn’t cut out to be a mother, didn‘t want to stop drinking or eating fish or any of the other things he‘d have to give up. Anyone was a better mother then he would be. All this thinking was just making him nervous.

“So,” He leaned forward and the chair thanked as the legs hit the floor hard, jolting his mates from their thoughts. “When are we going to do this Harry.”

The relieved smile made Sirius’ heart skip a beat.

Hermione squealed when they told her the next day, before setting down to do some hard planning. This would still be dangerous. Sirius could die, or the spells could fail. There was a chance that both Sirius and Harry could be rendered sterile from this.

While Remus, Hermione, Poppy, and Hanna Brown, Poppy’s apprentice, studied and prepared for the procedure, Harry and Sirius focused on the ministry.

Their speech caused an uproar and Minister Shacklebolt succumbed to the pressure, though he didn’t fight to hard. He called for a review of all the projects and files the Unspeakables had rendered to dangerous for the public. Shacklebolt contacted individuals from all parties to form a mostly neutral review board. Harry and Sirius were unable to be apart of it, but Neville and Dean as well as Hermione were. The board signed a confidentiality agreement that prevented them from talking about the cases that were ruled legitimately to dangerous for the public.

Along with Shacklebolt, Neville, Dean Thomas, and Hermione; Amelia Bones, and a variety of purebloods, mugglebornes, halfbloods, and all in between were asked to join. The papers kept up a running commentary of their stances on politics and blood purity, as well as their past. It was truly a neutral board.

Just before Harry and Sirius underwent the procedure, the ruling was publicized. About ¾ of the projects were released, the other ¼ ruled to dangerous. Harry suspected it would take years to unravel all the cases. Though Hermione was positively buzzing with possibilities.

The Unspeakables were not disbanded, though their identities were revealed. Shacklebolt promised new checks on their power and formulated a permanent review board out of the temporary one to assist in this.

Durring all of this, other changes were also made. The ministry called for the other victims of the Unspeakables to come forth and actually held the responsible parties..well…responsible.

They also put forth legislature leading to better treatment for magical creatures and half-breeds like Hagrid. There might have been more opposition to this but it was swallowed by the Unspeakable scandal.

Subtly, Shacklebolt added another section to the Wizengomet, one with a seat for all Magical beings: werewolves, vampires, goblins, gnomes, dwarves, veela, merpeople, and Giants. Some how this, and the seats open to Mugglebornes was also pushed under the scandal. With these new seats the magical beings had a surprising amount of power. There weren’t enough to outvote the pure-bloods or the Mugglebornes, but where those two parties disagreed, they had the controlling vote. Surprisingly they didn’t side with the Mugglebornes that often.

Shacklebolt held a press conference that Remus went to and relayed back to a resting Harry and Sirius. In it he informed the public that he was going to have a review of all legislature added to the original charter since the ministry’s inception to be voted on by this new governing body and weigh it against the original charter.

Just after Harry and Sirius were put into stasis for the procedure, Shacklebolt himself arrived with the siphoning object.
well here it is. I have counted the votes and the result with be in the next chapter, the epilouge.
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