A Fork in the Road
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Category:
Harry Potter AU/AR › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
12,636
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.
Pushing Forward
Disclaimer: I don\'t own anything Harry Potter besides my characters and plot...
WARNING: If you don\'t like INCEST, this story is not recommended for you...
A/N: Well I am delighted to see so many people review! It\'s so lovely!
just a quick note...just so it\'s clear...this is indeed MY story and I do not follow everything PRECISELY with J.K.\'s books. I do not desire to have flames coming at me about not being super specific about different characters and what not. If you don\'t like the way I write, it\'s simple...don\'t read my fics. I AM human and not everything has to be perfect all the time. thank you...and please...NO MORE FLAMES!!
Chapter 26: Pushing Forward
“Hey there, my beautiful bird!” Harry said smiling and rushing over to his daughter’s bed. He wrapped his arms around her, gently, feeling the warmth rise inside him at the touch of her arms wrapping around his neck. He kissed her forehead and pulled back to see her smiling face.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered staring at his daughter’s flawless face, noticing the blush rising in her cheeks which made her that much more adorable.
“And you’re handsome,” she giggled. “I’ve missed you!” she said, and he felt himself being pulled into an embrace again…something he’d NEVER object to.
“I have a little something for you,” Harry said pulling back and looking into his daughter’s eyes.
“Really what is it?” Avery asked. Harry pulled out from his pocket a miniscule object and placed it in Avery’s hands. He ran his hand just above hers and suddenly the object began to grow, and the bigger it got, Avery could see it was a teddy bear that said “I love you, Avery” and out from behind him, he pulled a balloon that said “Congratulations on your new baby!!” He looked down at his daughter and she was smiling with every muscle in her face.
“It’s all lovely, dad, really it is.”
“I thought you’d like it,” Harry smiled, taking the teddy and placing it next to his daughter on the bed. He took a moment to look at her with a serious face. He could swear that he had never seen any woman more beautiful than his own flesh and blood. Before he could stop himself he had grabbed Avery’s face and began kissing it passionately. Her lips trembled under his and he ran his hand along her shoulder and neck, bringing her mouth further onto his. When he heard the door, as quick as lightning, he pulled away from her and ran his hand through his hair, suddenly flushing himself. It was the nurse.
“Ah! And you must be the father, I presume?” The witch inquired politely.
“Yes,” Harry cleared his throat, “I am.”
“Good. Now, will you or the father be holding onto her hand when she’s giving birth?”
“The father, that’s me.” Harry suddenly got wide-eyed at his response and looked at his suddenly awe-struck daughter. “I mean I’m HER father, not the baby’s…but I am going to be in here because the father, err, can’t be…” Harry suddenly felt his palms going rather sticky. “Will you excuse me, I think I need some water.” He smiled at Avery and walked out of the room.
“Everything alright, Harry?” Minerva asked looking up at him. “You look a bit pale.” Poppy looked up to look at Harry from her magazine, and Snape watched him as he stood against the wall.
“Do I?” He asked, feeling his voice crack. “Well, I need something to, err, drink.”
“Tea?” Snape asked nonchalantly holding out his cup.
“Sure,” Harry said and gulped it down in three swigs.
“I can understand you being nervous and all,” Poppy said smiling up at him “…her being so young and everything; and to think…no one even knows the father.” Harry felt himself unable to swallow.
“Mr. Potter?” Nurse Banks called interrupting Harry’s thoughts, “your daughter is having some stressful contractions and she wishes you to come in and hold her hand.”
“Yes, right away,” Harry said shoving the tea cup back into Snape’s hands. He rushed into the room and over to his daughter’s side.
“Hi there, doll, you alright?” He asked watching his Avery breathing heavy and fast.
“Yeah…fine…just…hold…my…hand,” she replied between gasps. Harry took her hand when suddenly he felt like all the life would be sucked out of it.
“AHHH!” Avery screamed.
“Ok, you’re doing well, just hang in there, it’s almost over,” the nurse said, watching the monitor and scribbling away on her clipboard.
“C’mon, baby…that’s it!” Harry reassured her without letting her know she was killing his hand. Suddenly, Avery’s grip loosened and she sighed.
“There, you did it, baby girl,” Harry said kissing her somewhat damp forehead.
“Only because you’re here,” she said smiling up at him. The nurse recorded a few more things and then told them she would be back momentarily. Once she left the room, Avery started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Harry asked cocking a brow.
“It’s just…” she giggled some more, “you’re a horrible liar!”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, it was just obvious that you were trying to cover up the whole ‘I’m HER father, not the baby’s’ thing…” Avery chortled and almost instantly went into a cry of pain.
“AGGGH!” She yelped, grabbing Harry’s hand. Once again, he felt like one of his veins would pop, but he continued cheering his daughter on.
“C’mon, Avery! You can do it! Daddy’s right here!” She moaned and squealed and Harry noticed the lines going even faster on the monitor. He remembered from when he held Ginny’s hand that this meant the baby would be coming soon.
“OWWWWIE!” She sighed in aggravation. Harry held onto her hand tightly until she let go a little. “I think the baby’s coming,” she breathed heavily.
“I think so, too,” Harry replied. “Maybe you should hit the red button?”
Avery leaned over and pressed it, and almost two seconds later, Nurse Banks and Dr. Fletingdale arrived.
“Is it about time?” the Doctor asked, walking over and placing his stethoscope in his ears and listening to Avery’s stomach.
“I think so,” Avery whined.
“Mm…I think you’re right,” the Doctor smiled at her. “Now I’m going to check your dilation and see where we are.”
“Okay,” Avery sighed. Harry felt as though he was replaying the moment when the woman about to give birth was being born. He recalled the day when Ginny went into labor, and holding Avery for the first time. It had been one of the happiest days in his life, and now his baby girl was about to give birth.
“Well, you’re nearly dilated to the max, so all we’re going to have to do now is start pushing.”
Harry suddenly felt very nervous. What if the baby wasn’t healthy? What if Avery couldn’t deliver the baby well? What if the doctor could tell it was his?
“Dad?” Avery said impatiently and Harry shook his head to look at his daughter.
“Yes, I’m ready, sorry,” he said positioning himself and holding her hand. “I just want you to know that I love you more than the world, Avery.”
“Yeah, me too,” she said breathing very heavily. Harry knew too well that women didn’t care about anything but focusing on getting through the delivery and knew not to take the casual comment personally. In fact, he found it rather charming of his daughter.
“Alright, Miss Potter,” Dr. Fletingdale said from behind his mask, “this is where you’ve got to push. Think you can do that for me?” He asked positioning his hands.
“Mm hmm,” she sighed, her head tossed back, and her eyes closed. Harry watched and smiled.
“Alright, Avery, baby…let’s do this!” Harry said cheering her on. “Big breath now!”
Avery inhaled slowly and deeply then shot her head forward and pushed, moaning.
“AGGGGGGGGHHH!!”
“Good job, Av, another one!” Harry chanted, letting her squeeze as hard as she could on his hand.
“AGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!” She turned red in the face and she was panting like a dog.
“That’s it, Miss Potter! Just a few more times and we should be out of there!” Dr. Fletingdale reassured her.
“DAMMMMMMMIT!!” She screamed pushing hard so that Harry could see a vein pulsing in her neck.
“I see a head!” The Doctor shouted.
“A HEAD, AVERY! C’MON! DADDY’S RIGHT HERE! PUSH!!”
“BLOOODDY HELLL, I AMMM PUSSSHINNNNG!!”
“There’s the torso! One more push, Miss Potter and we’ll have it out! C’mon! Deep breath and push!”
“PUSH AVERY!”
“AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!” Harry’s hand nearly collapsed when she had let go after her final push.
“And we’re out!” The doctor praised. He took the baby and brought it over to the adjacent table to clean it, and Nurse Banks followed to help. Harry, meanwhile, looked down at his baby girl and smiled, bringing her hand in his and gently caressing it. He brought his face close to her ear and whispered.
“You did it, Av! I’m so proud of you! I love you so much!” He kissed her temple and watched her smile up at him with the last ounce of energy left in her.
“I couldn’t have done it without you here,” she said and touched his cheek with her palm when the doctor finally brought back a tiny bundle wrapped in yellow blankets.
“Well?” Harry asked eagerly. “Is it a boy or a girl?”
The doctor and nurse looked at one another and smiled.
“It’s a beautiful baby boy,” the doctor said.
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A/N: Well? What did you think? I can\'t WAIT to write the next chapters...god, it\'s going to be terribly sad when this story is over. I never want it to end :( Anyway, tell me what you think (cough no flames cough)!! Hope you LIKED IT :)
WARNING: If you don\'t like INCEST, this story is not recommended for you...
A/N: Well I am delighted to see so many people review! It\'s so lovely!
just a quick note...just so it\'s clear...this is indeed MY story and I do not follow everything PRECISELY with J.K.\'s books. I do not desire to have flames coming at me about not being super specific about different characters and what not. If you don\'t like the way I write, it\'s simple...don\'t read my fics. I AM human and not everything has to be perfect all the time. thank you...and please...NO MORE FLAMES!!
Chapter 26: Pushing Forward
“Hey there, my beautiful bird!” Harry said smiling and rushing over to his daughter’s bed. He wrapped his arms around her, gently, feeling the warmth rise inside him at the touch of her arms wrapping around his neck. He kissed her forehead and pulled back to see her smiling face.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered staring at his daughter’s flawless face, noticing the blush rising in her cheeks which made her that much more adorable.
“And you’re handsome,” she giggled. “I’ve missed you!” she said, and he felt himself being pulled into an embrace again…something he’d NEVER object to.
“I have a little something for you,” Harry said pulling back and looking into his daughter’s eyes.
“Really what is it?” Avery asked. Harry pulled out from his pocket a miniscule object and placed it in Avery’s hands. He ran his hand just above hers and suddenly the object began to grow, and the bigger it got, Avery could see it was a teddy bear that said “I love you, Avery” and out from behind him, he pulled a balloon that said “Congratulations on your new baby!!” He looked down at his daughter and she was smiling with every muscle in her face.
“It’s all lovely, dad, really it is.”
“I thought you’d like it,” Harry smiled, taking the teddy and placing it next to his daughter on the bed. He took a moment to look at her with a serious face. He could swear that he had never seen any woman more beautiful than his own flesh and blood. Before he could stop himself he had grabbed Avery’s face and began kissing it passionately. Her lips trembled under his and he ran his hand along her shoulder and neck, bringing her mouth further onto his. When he heard the door, as quick as lightning, he pulled away from her and ran his hand through his hair, suddenly flushing himself. It was the nurse.
“Ah! And you must be the father, I presume?” The witch inquired politely.
“Yes,” Harry cleared his throat, “I am.”
“Good. Now, will you or the father be holding onto her hand when she’s giving birth?”
“The father, that’s me.” Harry suddenly got wide-eyed at his response and looked at his suddenly awe-struck daughter. “I mean I’m HER father, not the baby’s…but I am going to be in here because the father, err, can’t be…” Harry suddenly felt his palms going rather sticky. “Will you excuse me, I think I need some water.” He smiled at Avery and walked out of the room.
“Everything alright, Harry?” Minerva asked looking up at him. “You look a bit pale.” Poppy looked up to look at Harry from her magazine, and Snape watched him as he stood against the wall.
“Do I?” He asked, feeling his voice crack. “Well, I need something to, err, drink.”
“Tea?” Snape asked nonchalantly holding out his cup.
“Sure,” Harry said and gulped it down in three swigs.
“I can understand you being nervous and all,” Poppy said smiling up at him “…her being so young and everything; and to think…no one even knows the father.” Harry felt himself unable to swallow.
“Mr. Potter?” Nurse Banks called interrupting Harry’s thoughts, “your daughter is having some stressful contractions and she wishes you to come in and hold her hand.”
“Yes, right away,” Harry said shoving the tea cup back into Snape’s hands. He rushed into the room and over to his daughter’s side.
“Hi there, doll, you alright?” He asked watching his Avery breathing heavy and fast.
“Yeah…fine…just…hold…my…hand,” she replied between gasps. Harry took her hand when suddenly he felt like all the life would be sucked out of it.
“AHHH!” Avery screamed.
“Ok, you’re doing well, just hang in there, it’s almost over,” the nurse said, watching the monitor and scribbling away on her clipboard.
“C’mon, baby…that’s it!” Harry reassured her without letting her know she was killing his hand. Suddenly, Avery’s grip loosened and she sighed.
“There, you did it, baby girl,” Harry said kissing her somewhat damp forehead.
“Only because you’re here,” she said smiling up at him. The nurse recorded a few more things and then told them she would be back momentarily. Once she left the room, Avery started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Harry asked cocking a brow.
“It’s just…” she giggled some more, “you’re a horrible liar!”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, it was just obvious that you were trying to cover up the whole ‘I’m HER father, not the baby’s’ thing…” Avery chortled and almost instantly went into a cry of pain.
“AGGGH!” She yelped, grabbing Harry’s hand. Once again, he felt like one of his veins would pop, but he continued cheering his daughter on.
“C’mon, Avery! You can do it! Daddy’s right here!” She moaned and squealed and Harry noticed the lines going even faster on the monitor. He remembered from when he held Ginny’s hand that this meant the baby would be coming soon.
“OWWWWIE!” She sighed in aggravation. Harry held onto her hand tightly until she let go a little. “I think the baby’s coming,” she breathed heavily.
“I think so, too,” Harry replied. “Maybe you should hit the red button?”
Avery leaned over and pressed it, and almost two seconds later, Nurse Banks and Dr. Fletingdale arrived.
“Is it about time?” the Doctor asked, walking over and placing his stethoscope in his ears and listening to Avery’s stomach.
“I think so,” Avery whined.
“Mm…I think you’re right,” the Doctor smiled at her. “Now I’m going to check your dilation and see where we are.”
“Okay,” Avery sighed. Harry felt as though he was replaying the moment when the woman about to give birth was being born. He recalled the day when Ginny went into labor, and holding Avery for the first time. It had been one of the happiest days in his life, and now his baby girl was about to give birth.
“Well, you’re nearly dilated to the max, so all we’re going to have to do now is start pushing.”
Harry suddenly felt very nervous. What if the baby wasn’t healthy? What if Avery couldn’t deliver the baby well? What if the doctor could tell it was his?
“Dad?” Avery said impatiently and Harry shook his head to look at his daughter.
“Yes, I’m ready, sorry,” he said positioning himself and holding her hand. “I just want you to know that I love you more than the world, Avery.”
“Yeah, me too,” she said breathing very heavily. Harry knew too well that women didn’t care about anything but focusing on getting through the delivery and knew not to take the casual comment personally. In fact, he found it rather charming of his daughter.
“Alright, Miss Potter,” Dr. Fletingdale said from behind his mask, “this is where you’ve got to push. Think you can do that for me?” He asked positioning his hands.
“Mm hmm,” she sighed, her head tossed back, and her eyes closed. Harry watched and smiled.
“Alright, Avery, baby…let’s do this!” Harry said cheering her on. “Big breath now!”
Avery inhaled slowly and deeply then shot her head forward and pushed, moaning.
“AGGGGGGGGHHH!!”
“Good job, Av, another one!” Harry chanted, letting her squeeze as hard as she could on his hand.
“AGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!” She turned red in the face and she was panting like a dog.
“That’s it, Miss Potter! Just a few more times and we should be out of there!” Dr. Fletingdale reassured her.
“DAMMMMMMMIT!!” She screamed pushing hard so that Harry could see a vein pulsing in her neck.
“I see a head!” The Doctor shouted.
“A HEAD, AVERY! C’MON! DADDY’S RIGHT HERE! PUSH!!”
“BLOOODDY HELLL, I AMMM PUSSSHINNNNG!!”
“There’s the torso! One more push, Miss Potter and we’ll have it out! C’mon! Deep breath and push!”
“PUSH AVERY!”
“AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!” Harry’s hand nearly collapsed when she had let go after her final push.
“And we’re out!” The doctor praised. He took the baby and brought it over to the adjacent table to clean it, and Nurse Banks followed to help. Harry, meanwhile, looked down at his baby girl and smiled, bringing her hand in his and gently caressing it. He brought his face close to her ear and whispered.
“You did it, Av! I’m so proud of you! I love you so much!” He kissed her temple and watched her smile up at him with the last ounce of energy left in her.
“I couldn’t have done it without you here,” she said and touched his cheek with her palm when the doctor finally brought back a tiny bundle wrapped in yellow blankets.
“Well?” Harry asked eagerly. “Is it a boy or a girl?”
The doctor and nurse looked at one another and smiled.
“It’s a beautiful baby boy,” the doctor said.
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A/N: Well? What did you think? I can\'t WAIT to write the next chapters...god, it\'s going to be terribly sad when this story is over. I never want it to end :( Anyway, tell me what you think (cough no flames cough)!! Hope you LIKED IT :)