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Harry Potter AU/AR › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
12,630
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Another Day
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Chapter Twenty: Another Day
When Avery awoke the next morning, she was snuggled under a few blankets. Before she realized where she was, she lazily leaned next to her and smelt the pillow. It smelled like her father, and she smiled to herself, knowing that she was in Harry’s bed. She rolled onto her back and saw that Harry had left her a note. She scrambled over to the bedside table and snatched it up. It read:
‘Morning baby girl,
I went over to Ron and Hermione’s. Ron sent me an owl this morning saying that Hermione was sick and he needed me to go over there. I should be home shortly, but I didn’t want to wake you, beautiful. I love you. See you soon.
Avery smiled at the paper then laid her head back down and fell back asleep.
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Harry had made it over to the Weasley’s and was helping Maria cook some food while Ron was making sure Hermione’s feet were propped, her head was lying perfectly on the pillow, and that the bucket was nearby just in case. Harry could not stop thinking about his daughter lying innocently on the bed and how miraculous the previous night had been.
“Is that soup just about finished?” Maria asked, bringing Harry back to the real world.
“Uh…yes! It is.In fact, here, let me pour it in a bowl for her…” Harry said waving his hands so that the soup poured gingerly into a glass bowl. Once Hermione’s soup was ready, Harry grabbed a spoon and made his way into the living room where Hermione was lying on the sofa.
“Here we are…fresh chicken noodle soup right from the stove,” Harry said setting down the bowl in mid air right near Hermione’s left cheek.
“Thank you, Harry,” Ron smiled.
“No problem…I’ll go clean up in the kitchen while you take care of her.”
“You can stay if you want, Harry,” Hermione whispered from the couch. “We are friends you know.” Harry smiled politely but then shook his head.
“Thanks but I should probably be getting home. Avery was still asleep when I left but she might be awake now…”
“Oh, alright, that’s fine…” Hermione groaned as she shifted slightly. “I really appreciate this though. Thank you.”
“Just rest ‘Mione!” Ron said patting her head. “Just eat your soup…”
“Thanks Ron, but I’m not dying you know…” she teased smiling slightly. Harry smirked.
“You two really haven’t changed a bit you know…” Both his friends gave him a grin and then he walked back into the kitchen to clean up the mess.
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Avery had showered and dressed before going downstairs and making herself some French toast. After eating a little breakfast, she made her way into the family room and rested on the couch before picking up an old magazine on the nearby table and flipping through it. Before long, she heard a knock at the door. She got up semi-quickly and ran to the door excitedly. She had been waiting to see Harry all morning. When she got to the door and opened it, welcoming in a chill to her ankles, her grin immediately faded when she saw Riley standing there with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.
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“Are you sure you don’t want to stay, mate?” Ron asked, pouring himself some tea. “Mi doesn’t seem to mind at all.”
“Yeah, thanks, I would stay, but Avery’s at home and she just makes me nervous being pregnant and all now so I just…I need to make sure she’s not by herself too often.” Harry felt himself suddenly flushing and hoped that Ron hadn’t noticed…after all, it had been the first time he had really mentioned Avery being pregnant to Ron.
“Yeah, how’s she getting along with the whole pregnancy thing anyway?”
“Fine,” Harry shrugged casually.
“How are you coping with that, I mean, Merlin’s Beard! She’s only sixteen! If that were Maria pregnant, I would’ve been so furious…” Ron said shaking his head in thought, speaking more to himself than to Harry. Harry found that he had no response, so he stood there, shifting his weight. “Well, anyway…you get home then…I’m sure Hermione will be just fine. Thanks for coming over though, mate. You’re the best.” Ron pulled Harry into a hug, gripping him firmly. Harry felt slightly ashamed of himself that he had been deceitful to both of his best friends, but he knew that their friendship could bejeopardized if he confesses.
As he made his way out, he suddenly felt very empty. He knew that this whole time he had been violating almost every good thing he could think of. He had betrayed Ginny, had taken his daughter’s virginity, and had lied to his friends. He suddenly felt very miserable as he trudged through the thick snow back to his car.
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“Riley! What are you doing here?” Avery exclaimed, quickly putting her left hand behind her so that he wouldn’t see the ring Harry had given her.
“What do you mean, ‘what am I doing here?’ you are my pregnant girlfriend, remember?” He said smiling handing her the roses. Avery took them, gratefully and smiled awkwardly at him.
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but this isn’t the best time…see, my dad’s real sick and I need to—”
“Well if your father’s sick, maybe you shouldn’t be around him…bad for the baby and all.”
“No, it’s fine. I need to take care of him so if you could please come back a little later this week then that would be great…”
“Well how about I help you take care of him?” Riley suggested but Avery’s eyes grew wide and she shook her head.
“No, no…that’s not necessary,” Avery said in a higher pitch than her normal tone and suddenly she spotted her father’s car coming down the road. She threw herself at Riley and began kissing him. “Oh Riley! You are just too wonderful! You’re amazing!”
Avery knew that Riley probably thought her mildly insane, but as she saw Harry’s car now pulling into the driveway, she motioned with her hands to hide himself. She met his eyes as she hugged Riley and gave him “a look” to which Harry responded immediately by apparating into the house. Avery pulled away and smiled embarrassingly.
“Sorry, got a little carried away, I suppose…”
“That’s fine. Well, hey…if you need anything, I’m just a few blocks away you know? Give me a call…” Riley placed a romantic kiss on her lips as Harry made his way down the stairs in a robe. Avery immediately pulled away when she heard the stairs creak, wiping her lips as though wiping a disease from her mouth.
“Oh, dad! You must be feeling much better, hmm?” Avery said grasping Harry’s eyes with her own and trying to tell him to play along.
“Yeah. Much better,” Harry said bitterly before walking into the kitchen. “And shut that door! It’s freezing! Not good for my health!”
“You better go,” Avery said pushing Riley down the steps.
“Alright, call me though.Alright baby?”
“Yes, yes…just go,” Avery pleaded as Riley walked down the path and out of the driveway before starting down the recently plowed road. Avery shut the door as soon as he had begun walking down the road and hustled into the kitchen.
“Thank you so much for playing along with all that!” Avery said taking a seat next to Harry.
“What was he doing here?” Harry asked sternly.
“Uh…he just happened to drop by and gave me some roses. I wasn’t expecting him if that’s what you meant.” She watched Harry’s face sigh in frustration. “What?” She asked calmly.
Harry took a moment before answering. “It’s just…you’re in love with me, not him. And that’s my baby you’re carrying…It’s hard to watch you kiss him like that when--”
“DAD! He’s the one that kissed ME! I absolutely HATE kissing him…he doesn’t even know how to do it properly. And besides, it’s your kisses I’m addicted to…” Avery sighed, leaning in and kissing Harry sweetly on the lips. “Your kisses drive me mad…”
She watched her father’s gorgeous green eyes smile back at her before kissing her again.
The day droned on as Avery and her father played board games, read separately, and made dinner together. After they had eaten, they had gone up to bed and cuddled in Harry’s bedroom among the King sized sheets.
Avery lay quietly in her father’s arms before leaning in to kiss him goodnight.
“I love you, see you in the morning.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart. Sweet dreams to you.”
--
Harry had kissed her and then laid his head down on his own pillow before turning out the light. When he closed his eyes, he felt himself fall asleep rather quickly, and soon he was dreaming of the beautiful girl lying right in his arms.
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Chapter Twenty: Another Day
When Avery awoke the next morning, she was snuggled under a few blankets. Before she realized where she was, she lazily leaned next to her and smelt the pillow. It smelled like her father, and she smiled to herself, knowing that she was in Harry’s bed. She rolled onto her back and saw that Harry had left her a note. She scrambled over to the bedside table and snatched it up. It read:
‘Morning baby girl,
I went over to Ron and Hermione’s. Ron sent me an owl this morning saying that Hermione was sick and he needed me to go over there. I should be home shortly, but I didn’t want to wake you, beautiful. I love you. See you soon.
Avery smiled at the paper then laid her head back down and fell back asleep.
--
Harry had made it over to the Weasley’s and was helping Maria cook some food while Ron was making sure Hermione’s feet were propped, her head was lying perfectly on the pillow, and that the bucket was nearby just in case. Harry could not stop thinking about his daughter lying innocently on the bed and how miraculous the previous night had been.
“Is that soup just about finished?” Maria asked, bringing Harry back to the real world.
“Uh…yes! It is.In fact, here, let me pour it in a bowl for her…” Harry said waving his hands so that the soup poured gingerly into a glass bowl. Once Hermione’s soup was ready, Harry grabbed a spoon and made his way into the living room where Hermione was lying on the sofa.
“Here we are…fresh chicken noodle soup right from the stove,” Harry said setting down the bowl in mid air right near Hermione’s left cheek.
“Thank you, Harry,” Ron smiled.
“No problem…I’ll go clean up in the kitchen while you take care of her.”
“You can stay if you want, Harry,” Hermione whispered from the couch. “We are friends you know.” Harry smiled politely but then shook his head.
“Thanks but I should probably be getting home. Avery was still asleep when I left but she might be awake now…”
“Oh, alright, that’s fine…” Hermione groaned as she shifted slightly. “I really appreciate this though. Thank you.”
“Just rest ‘Mione!” Ron said patting her head. “Just eat your soup…”
“Thanks Ron, but I’m not dying you know…” she teased smiling slightly. Harry smirked.
“You two really haven’t changed a bit you know…” Both his friends gave him a grin and then he walked back into the kitchen to clean up the mess.
--
Avery had showered and dressed before going downstairs and making herself some French toast. After eating a little breakfast, she made her way into the family room and rested on the couch before picking up an old magazine on the nearby table and flipping through it. Before long, she heard a knock at the door. She got up semi-quickly and ran to the door excitedly. She had been waiting to see Harry all morning. When she got to the door and opened it, welcoming in a chill to her ankles, her grin immediately faded when she saw Riley standing there with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.
--
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay, mate?” Ron asked, pouring himself some tea. “Mi doesn’t seem to mind at all.”
“Yeah, thanks, I would stay, but Avery’s at home and she just makes me nervous being pregnant and all now so I just…I need to make sure she’s not by herself too often.” Harry felt himself suddenly flushing and hoped that Ron hadn’t noticed…after all, it had been the first time he had really mentioned Avery being pregnant to Ron.
“Yeah, how’s she getting along with the whole pregnancy thing anyway?”
“Fine,” Harry shrugged casually.
“How are you coping with that, I mean, Merlin’s Beard! She’s only sixteen! If that were Maria pregnant, I would’ve been so furious…” Ron said shaking his head in thought, speaking more to himself than to Harry. Harry found that he had no response, so he stood there, shifting his weight. “Well, anyway…you get home then…I’m sure Hermione will be just fine. Thanks for coming over though, mate. You’re the best.” Ron pulled Harry into a hug, gripping him firmly. Harry felt slightly ashamed of himself that he had been deceitful to both of his best friends, but he knew that their friendship could bejeopardized if he confesses.
As he made his way out, he suddenly felt very empty. He knew that this whole time he had been violating almost every good thing he could think of. He had betrayed Ginny, had taken his daughter’s virginity, and had lied to his friends. He suddenly felt very miserable as he trudged through the thick snow back to his car.
--
“Riley! What are you doing here?” Avery exclaimed, quickly putting her left hand behind her so that he wouldn’t see the ring Harry had given her.
“What do you mean, ‘what am I doing here?’ you are my pregnant girlfriend, remember?” He said smiling handing her the roses. Avery took them, gratefully and smiled awkwardly at him.
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but this isn’t the best time…see, my dad’s real sick and I need to—”
“Well if your father’s sick, maybe you shouldn’t be around him…bad for the baby and all.”
“No, it’s fine. I need to take care of him so if you could please come back a little later this week then that would be great…”
“Well how about I help you take care of him?” Riley suggested but Avery’s eyes grew wide and she shook her head.
“No, no…that’s not necessary,” Avery said in a higher pitch than her normal tone and suddenly she spotted her father’s car coming down the road. She threw herself at Riley and began kissing him. “Oh Riley! You are just too wonderful! You’re amazing!”
Avery knew that Riley probably thought her mildly insane, but as she saw Harry’s car now pulling into the driveway, she motioned with her hands to hide himself. She met his eyes as she hugged Riley and gave him “a look” to which Harry responded immediately by apparating into the house. Avery pulled away and smiled embarrassingly.
“Sorry, got a little carried away, I suppose…”
“That’s fine. Well, hey…if you need anything, I’m just a few blocks away you know? Give me a call…” Riley placed a romantic kiss on her lips as Harry made his way down the stairs in a robe. Avery immediately pulled away when she heard the stairs creak, wiping her lips as though wiping a disease from her mouth.
“Oh, dad! You must be feeling much better, hmm?” Avery said grasping Harry’s eyes with her own and trying to tell him to play along.
“Yeah. Much better,” Harry said bitterly before walking into the kitchen. “And shut that door! It’s freezing! Not good for my health!”
“You better go,” Avery said pushing Riley down the steps.
“Alright, call me though.Alright baby?”
“Yes, yes…just go,” Avery pleaded as Riley walked down the path and out of the driveway before starting down the recently plowed road. Avery shut the door as soon as he had begun walking down the road and hustled into the kitchen.
“Thank you so much for playing along with all that!” Avery said taking a seat next to Harry.
“What was he doing here?” Harry asked sternly.
“Uh…he just happened to drop by and gave me some roses. I wasn’t expecting him if that’s what you meant.” She watched Harry’s face sigh in frustration. “What?” She asked calmly.
Harry took a moment before answering. “It’s just…you’re in love with me, not him. And that’s my baby you’re carrying…It’s hard to watch you kiss him like that when--”
“DAD! He’s the one that kissed ME! I absolutely HATE kissing him…he doesn’t even know how to do it properly. And besides, it’s your kisses I’m addicted to…” Avery sighed, leaning in and kissing Harry sweetly on the lips. “Your kisses drive me mad…”
She watched her father’s gorgeous green eyes smile back at her before kissing her again.
The day droned on as Avery and her father played board games, read separately, and made dinner together. After they had eaten, they had gone up to bed and cuddled in Harry’s bedroom among the King sized sheets.
Avery lay quietly in her father’s arms before leaning in to kiss him goodnight.
“I love you, see you in the morning.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart. Sweet dreams to you.”
--
Harry had kissed her and then laid his head down on his own pillow before turning out the light. When he closed his eyes, he felt himself fall asleep rather quickly, and soon he was dreaming of the beautiful girl lying right in his arms.
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A/N: Well? Are you happy with the new chapter? Hope so! I cannot wait to read more reviews! You won\'t believe how much I\'ve missed them! So...please do let me know what you think! The next chapter\'s going to be great!