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September 1, 1975
He found me on the train. He asked me why I kissed him. I told him I didn’t know, and then he kissed me back. I don’t think he had kissed anyone before, it was sloppy. I’m still not sure how to feel about it. He left right after; opened the door and ran right into my brother. I think Sirius knows. The blinds were closed, but the look on his face, he was so angry. I wonder who it is that he is angry at.
September 13, 1975
Snape and I snuck down to the kitchen last night and talked for awhile. We found a bottle of fire whiskey and got a bit drunk. I think he hates his father as much as I’m afraid of mine. His father yells a lot, he is afraid for his mother. He doesn’t think his father will hurt her, but that she might hurt herself. It is so awkward with him. I don’t think this relationship…that’s not the right word but for lack of a better one…. It wouldn’t have happened without what happened with the lust potion. Neither of us is ready to go that far again, but maybe one day.
September 20, 1975
He tried to kill Snape. Sirius did. Snape came into the common room way past curfew. I was waiting up for him. He had been avoiding me since we got drunk so I wanted to catch him alone. He was so angry, ranting about the Marauders. I think he must have been spelled so he couldn’t tell anyone exactly what had happened, but I got the basic idea. Why would Sirius do that? I know they don’t get along, but to try and kill someone? Snape kissed me again before he went to his room. His nose gets in the way a bit, but I still liked it. He told me that no one can know, like I would tell anyone.
September 22, 1975
There was a really big attack yesterday. Two aurors were killed, brothers. I think their last name was Prewett. Avery said it took five deatheaters to take them down. They had been causing a lot of trouble by being part of some kind of Order. He wasn’t making much sense because he only overheard his father talking about it over the summer. The papers said they were heroes.
September 26, 1975
He stopped talking to me again. I don’t know what to do.
September 29, 1975
Snape’s mother died, the day after Sirius tried to kill him. I don’t know how, Slughorn told me when I was waiting for him at my tutoring lesson. Evans took over for him. She seemed really sad about his mother’s death. I’m not sure when he will be coming back, if he comes back at all.
September 31, 1975
I can’t believe I was out-flown by Sirius. How could he do that to me? He knows what Father will do when he finds out. Does he even care about me anymore? He didn’t even fly fair! He pushed me right into a bludger and kicked me in the gut. Of course no one said anything against the precious Gryffindors. They even let him keep the snitch. Why does he get everything?
October 1, 1975
He’s back. Still not talking to me.
October 3, 1975
I think Snape got some kind of inheritance. His robes look less shabby and he has an entire new potions box. I heard him talking to Slughorn about it during my detention. (How was I to tell the difference between salamander eyes and frog eyes?) The ingredients inside alone could buy him a decent house, especially the vial of shadow demon blood. He said he has plans for that though, something about his seventh year independent study. That seems like a lot of waste for something so valuable.
October 15, 1975
I have tried talking to him, but I don’t want to seem….girly I suppose. I think it’s time to forget about it. I have dated girls before; I think it would be best to find a date for the ball. Wouldn’t want Father thinking I need help to land a girl. I defiantly wouldn’t want to end up with an arranged marriage like Rodolfus, Bellatrix may be my cousin, but she is insane.
October 28, 1975
He cornered me after class, no explanation or apologies. He just kissed me. It was rough, but he is getting better at it. I wonder if it has anything to do with the rumor that Evans is going to the Halloween Ball with Potter.
*-----------------------*
“Why wasn’t I told about this? Unacceptable!! Do you know what that child will do to him? You’re lucky to have found this out early, and to have someone with firsthand knowledge of this type of pregnancy.” Harry had read the journal until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any longer. He was still asleep when Pompfrey had shown up.
“If the child is viable, Harry will need all of you to help, that baby is going to start draining his magic very soon; he will need transfusions.” Pompfrey was bristling with anger when she arrived that morning. Everyone had pressed themselves into Harry’s room to watch while he was being examined by the mediwitch. Thankfully it was only a magical exam and not a physical one.
“What do you mean viable?”
“There is a 25% chance that the child will not grow correctly because of both parents being male. They both have, I believe muggles call it, X and Y chromosomes.” Harry couldn’t follow the conversation, having not been through high school biology. He looked around to see if he was the only one who didn’t understand. Sirius seemed just as confused as he was; the potion they had forced into him had knocked him out for a few hours. He had woken up almost back to his normal self, though he didn’t seem the least bit contrite about his behavior last night.
“So if the baby has two Y chromosomes it will just stop growing?” Hermione seemed to be the only one in the room that understood what Pompfrey was talking about.
“Yes. It will absorb back into the body. If it is an unviable fetus, we should know soon.” Harry’s blood ran cold at the thought of going through all this emotional turmoil and the child dying.
“Isn’t there a test you can do?”Madam Pompfrey looked satisfied by her scans and patted Harry on the hand before address those that were gathered at the door.
“The magic of the womb blocks everything, scans are impossible. It is like the child sets up its own wards and blocks anything that tries to harm it. It is a truly ingenious spell.”
“Spell, I thought this was happening because of the potion.” Harry was even more alarmed now, what spell had been cast on him?
“The ability to carry a child is not natural to male shadow demons either. They were on the verge of extinction when they created it. An illness that targeted the females of the species was running rampant in the population, eventually all that was left were males. They created a spell that would allow the males to carry a child and that ability was passed down to the next generation through the blood. It was the only way for the species to survive.” Hermione had summoned her notebook and was furiously scribbling with her quill.
“So Harry doesn’t actually have ovaries or a womb now?” Harry didn’t know what to think. Was he even technically male anymore? What a disturbing thought.
“No, it is all done with magic, the spell transformed one of his sperm into an egg and that egg was fertilized by to my understand Young Mr. Malfoy.” It seemed as if everyone in the room turned a few shades of red darker. Thankfully Mrs. Weasley broke the tension
“You said something about transfusions?”
“Magical transfusions, the womb your body is creating feeds off your magic. You will need others to give some of their magic to keep you and the baby alive.”
“How does one go about giving their magic away?”
“Touch, holding hands will work just fine. The baby will do the rest.”
“Will it hurt the person helping me?”
“No, just make them tire quickly, some food and rest will have them back in shape. I’ll have Lyra brew you up some replenishing potions as well. Where is that girl? She needs to answer for this, giving you a potion without tell you the side effects.”
“Ron didn’t tell you?”
“Would I be asking if he did?”
“She needs to be seen by you as well; I think its Verita Serum poisoning.” Remus looked guilty; the werewolf was always blaming things on himself.
“What? Where is she? I’ll be back soon Mr. Potter, you need to rest and keep your strength up. You have a very long road ahead of you.”
*---------------------*
October 31, 1975
Potter kissed Evans at the ball. Snape was standing in front of me at the time; he looked like he just took a bludger to the gut. How could he care so much about a mudblood?
November 3, 1975
We beat Hufflepuff again; it’s really just too easy.
November 10, 1975
He punched me in the face. I confronted him about his precious mudblood and he punched me! Why can’t he see that Evans isn’t good for him? He proclaims that he wants to join the Deatheaters and yet he is in love with a mudblood? Why do I even try? In his eyes, I will never measure up.
November 30, 1975
I got bit by a dog today; it looked like a grim. It snuck up on me while I was practicing transfigurations on a rat I found in the hall. It bit me on my arm and ripped through the vein in my wrist. I was bleeding a lot. The dog ran off after that, I think Sirius might have scared it away. He showed up right after and took me to the hospital wing. He didn’t stay long, but it was nice to know he cared enough to help me. I wonder what happened to the dog?
December 3, 1975
Christmas is coming up soon. I was thinking about asking Avery’s sister to the Yule Ball. She is a bit on the ugly side, but mother has been hinting that I should be interested in her. I think mother was holding out until Mrs. Wood gave birth to see if she had a girl. Thankfully the baby is a boy; I think his name is Oliver. I don’t think I could date someone that I knew as a baby. But now she is putting even more pressure on me to find a nice pureblooded girl to settle down with. I’m not even 17 yet and she already wants children. It’s times like this I understand why Sirius left.
December 14, 1975
I finally asked Avery’s sister to the ball after mother threatened to send me a howler. I suppose I should ask Avery what his sister’s first name is.
December 23, 1975
Snape found me as I was getting ready for the ball. He just started talking to me like he hadn’t punched me in the face over a mudblood. I told him I didn’t have time to talk with a blood traitor. Do you know what he told me? He said that only purebloods could be blood traitors.
January 9, 1976
How could I have let this happen again? We almost got caught by Filtch making out on the fifth floor corridor. We touched this time; it was so strange touching one that wasn’t mine. This can’t happen again, it was just for his birthday.
September 1, 1975
He found me on the train. He asked me why I kissed him. I told him I didn’t know, and then he kissed me back. I don’t think he had kissed anyone before, it was sloppy. I’m still not sure how to feel about it. He left right after; opened the door and ran right into my brother. I think Sirius knows. The blinds were closed, but the look on his face, he was so angry. I wonder who it is that he is angry at.
September 13, 1975
Snape and I snuck down to the kitchen last night and talked for awhile. We found a bottle of fire whiskey and got a bit drunk. I think he hates his father as much as I’m afraid of mine. His father yells a lot, he is afraid for his mother. He doesn’t think his father will hurt her, but that she might hurt herself. It is so awkward with him. I don’t think this relationship…that’s not the right word but for lack of a better one…. It wouldn’t have happened without what happened with the lust potion. Neither of us is ready to go that far again, but maybe one day.
September 20, 1975
He tried to kill Snape. Sirius did. Snape came into the common room way past curfew. I was waiting up for him. He had been avoiding me since we got drunk so I wanted to catch him alone. He was so angry, ranting about the Marauders. I think he must have been spelled so he couldn’t tell anyone exactly what had happened, but I got the basic idea. Why would Sirius do that? I know they don’t get along, but to try and kill someone? Snape kissed me again before he went to his room. His nose gets in the way a bit, but I still liked it. He told me that no one can know, like I would tell anyone.
September 22, 1975
There was a really big attack yesterday. Two aurors were killed, brothers. I think their last name was Prewett. Avery said it took five deatheaters to take them down. They had been causing a lot of trouble by being part of some kind of Order. He wasn’t making much sense because he only overheard his father talking about it over the summer. The papers said they were heroes.
September 26, 1975
He stopped talking to me again. I don’t know what to do.
September 29, 1975
Snape’s mother died, the day after Sirius tried to kill him. I don’t know how, Slughorn told me when I was waiting for him at my tutoring lesson. Evans took over for him. She seemed really sad about his mother’s death. I’m not sure when he will be coming back, if he comes back at all.
September 31, 1975
I can’t believe I was out-flown by Sirius. How could he do that to me? He knows what Father will do when he finds out. Does he even care about me anymore? He didn’t even fly fair! He pushed me right into a bludger and kicked me in the gut. Of course no one said anything against the precious Gryffindors. They even let him keep the snitch. Why does he get everything?
October 1, 1975
He’s back. Still not talking to me.
October 3, 1975
I think Snape got some kind of inheritance. His robes look less shabby and he has an entire new potions box. I heard him talking to Slughorn about it during my detention. (How was I to tell the difference between salamander eyes and frog eyes?) The ingredients inside alone could buy him a decent house, especially the vial of shadow demon blood. He said he has plans for that though, something about his seventh year independent study. That seems like a lot of waste for something so valuable.
October 15, 1975
I have tried talking to him, but I don’t want to seem….girly I suppose. I think it’s time to forget about it. I have dated girls before; I think it would be best to find a date for the ball. Wouldn’t want Father thinking I need help to land a girl. I defiantly wouldn’t want to end up with an arranged marriage like Rodolfus, Bellatrix may be my cousin, but she is insane.
October 28, 1975
He cornered me after class, no explanation or apologies. He just kissed me. It was rough, but he is getting better at it. I wonder if it has anything to do with the rumor that Evans is going to the Halloween Ball with Potter.
*-----------------------*
“Why wasn’t I told about this? Unacceptable!! Do you know what that child will do to him? You’re lucky to have found this out early, and to have someone with firsthand knowledge of this type of pregnancy.” Harry had read the journal until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any longer. He was still asleep when Pompfrey had shown up.
“If the child is viable, Harry will need all of you to help, that baby is going to start draining his magic very soon; he will need transfusions.” Pompfrey was bristling with anger when she arrived that morning. Everyone had pressed themselves into Harry’s room to watch while he was being examined by the mediwitch. Thankfully it was only a magical exam and not a physical one.
“What do you mean viable?”
“There is a 25% chance that the child will not grow correctly because of both parents being male. They both have, I believe muggles call it, X and Y chromosomes.” Harry couldn’t follow the conversation, having not been through high school biology. He looked around to see if he was the only one who didn’t understand. Sirius seemed just as confused as he was; the potion they had forced into him had knocked him out for a few hours. He had woken up almost back to his normal self, though he didn’t seem the least bit contrite about his behavior last night.
“So if the baby has two Y chromosomes it will just stop growing?” Hermione seemed to be the only one in the room that understood what Pompfrey was talking about.
“Yes. It will absorb back into the body. If it is an unviable fetus, we should know soon.” Harry’s blood ran cold at the thought of going through all this emotional turmoil and the child dying.
“Isn’t there a test you can do?”Madam Pompfrey looked satisfied by her scans and patted Harry on the hand before address those that were gathered at the door.
“The magic of the womb blocks everything, scans are impossible. It is like the child sets up its own wards and blocks anything that tries to harm it. It is a truly ingenious spell.”
“Spell, I thought this was happening because of the potion.” Harry was even more alarmed now, what spell had been cast on him?
“The ability to carry a child is not natural to male shadow demons either. They were on the verge of extinction when they created it. An illness that targeted the females of the species was running rampant in the population, eventually all that was left were males. They created a spell that would allow the males to carry a child and that ability was passed down to the next generation through the blood. It was the only way for the species to survive.” Hermione had summoned her notebook and was furiously scribbling with her quill.
“So Harry doesn’t actually have ovaries or a womb now?” Harry didn’t know what to think. Was he even technically male anymore? What a disturbing thought.
“No, it is all done with magic, the spell transformed one of his sperm into an egg and that egg was fertilized by to my understand Young Mr. Malfoy.” It seemed as if everyone in the room turned a few shades of red darker. Thankfully Mrs. Weasley broke the tension
“You said something about transfusions?”
“Magical transfusions, the womb your body is creating feeds off your magic. You will need others to give some of their magic to keep you and the baby alive.”
“How does one go about giving their magic away?”
“Touch, holding hands will work just fine. The baby will do the rest.”
“Will it hurt the person helping me?”
“No, just make them tire quickly, some food and rest will have them back in shape. I’ll have Lyra brew you up some replenishing potions as well. Where is that girl? She needs to answer for this, giving you a potion without tell you the side effects.”
“Ron didn’t tell you?”
“Would I be asking if he did?”
“She needs to be seen by you as well; I think its Verita Serum poisoning.” Remus looked guilty; the werewolf was always blaming things on himself.
“What? Where is she? I’ll be back soon Mr. Potter, you need to rest and keep your strength up. You have a very long road ahead of you.”
*---------------------*
October 31, 1975
Potter kissed Evans at the ball. Snape was standing in front of me at the time; he looked like he just took a bludger to the gut. How could he care so much about a mudblood?
November 3, 1975
We beat Hufflepuff again; it’s really just too easy.
November 10, 1975
He punched me in the face. I confronted him about his precious mudblood and he punched me! Why can’t he see that Evans isn’t good for him? He proclaims that he wants to join the Deatheaters and yet he is in love with a mudblood? Why do I even try? In his eyes, I will never measure up.
November 30, 1975
I got bit by a dog today; it looked like a grim. It snuck up on me while I was practicing transfigurations on a rat I found in the hall. It bit me on my arm and ripped through the vein in my wrist. I was bleeding a lot. The dog ran off after that, I think Sirius might have scared it away. He showed up right after and took me to the hospital wing. He didn’t stay long, but it was nice to know he cared enough to help me. I wonder what happened to the dog?
December 3, 1975
Christmas is coming up soon. I was thinking about asking Avery’s sister to the Yule Ball. She is a bit on the ugly side, but mother has been hinting that I should be interested in her. I think mother was holding out until Mrs. Wood gave birth to see if she had a girl. Thankfully the baby is a boy; I think his name is Oliver. I don’t think I could date someone that I knew as a baby. But now she is putting even more pressure on me to find a nice pureblooded girl to settle down with. I’m not even 17 yet and she already wants children. It’s times like this I understand why Sirius left.
December 14, 1975
I finally asked Avery’s sister to the ball after mother threatened to send me a howler. I suppose I should ask Avery what his sister’s first name is.
December 23, 1975
Snape found me as I was getting ready for the ball. He just started talking to me like he hadn’t punched me in the face over a mudblood. I told him I didn’t have time to talk with a blood traitor. Do you know what he told me? He said that only purebloods could be blood traitors.
January 9, 1976
How could I have let this happen again? We almost got caught by Filtch making out on the fifth floor corridor. We touched this time; it was so strange touching one that wasn’t mine. This can’t happen again, it was just for his birthday.