Something Special About Harry
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Adult ++
Chapters:
50
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104,312
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152
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Ch 31 Fallout
Title: Something Special About Harry
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Status/Part: Chapter 31 Fallout
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: HP/LM, DM/SS, HG/?/?/?
Date:
Key words: Veela, M/M, Language, Mpreg, F/F, Preg
Summary: Harry finds out something new about himself - he's a Veela and who his mate is. Please leave reviews. They are much needed encouragement
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Test reader:
Beta: NONE, but has been Spell & Grammar checked. Any mistakes after that are all mine and I apologize ahead of time.
Chapter 30 Recap:
Its Draco & Severus’ wedding and reception. We also find out that Pansy has managed to impregnate Hermione and herself with an experiment gone wrong. The fathers have been revealed and chaos ensues, causing a privacy bubble to be erected. The Weasley Twins have been included in the mix now with their seeming support of Hermione and Pansy.
Chapter 31 Fallout
It was a good thing the privacy bubble had been put up prior to that revelation. The moans and sheer screams were enough to burst eardrums. Hermione was shrieking uncontrollably while Pansy was vacillating between shrieks of panic and the nervous laughter. The six men just stood there unsure what to do.
Harry finally had enough and went to Hermione. Wrapping his arms around her, he stroked her hair in an attempt to calm her. Finally her shrieking and sobbing lowered in volume but the quieter sobbing continued. Harry just held her as she tried to stutter out “Why” sob “me?” Sobs “What did I do” sniff “that was so wrong” sniff “to deserve Peter Pettigrew’s spawn?” The wailing erupted again.
Severus and Draco just held each other and looked at the congregation outside the bubble. It wasn’t hard to see looks of curiosity and confusion on the faces. Lucius was the only male standing alone at this point and was not happy. Being the Slytherin he was, he discretely walked to Pansy and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Pansy curled into the elder Malfoy as Lucius began slowly escorting her closer to Hermione and the twins. When he had Pansy in front of Hermione, he looked hard to his husband who “felt” Lucius’ request. Somewhere in his mind Harry heard his husband “Turn Hermione this way Harry”. The Gryffindor complied and soon the two women were wrapped up in each other’s arms. The twins decided it was time for them.
Fred stood behind Pansy while George stood behind Hermione. The twins reached around the woman and clasped hands, moving in to encircle the women and making bodily contact with them. The other men just smirked. It looked like a new foursome had been established in Hogwarts, which would be good support for the new babies and trying times to come.
Lucius pulled Harry to him and began a gentle kiss, letting Harry deepen it as far as he wanted. Severus copied their actions with Draco, only he took total control of the kiss. All parties forgot where they were – no sounds intruded or escaped their bubble. It was Fawkes who finally got their attention since he was the only magical creature that could penetrate the privacy bubble. His throaty song soon had their attention.
The kissing ceased and the crying commenced. Severus couldn’t take the caterwauling anymore and dispersed the bubble. With at sympathetic look and contrasting sneer to his voice, Severus began. “I suggest you get your game faces on. Here come the parentals and I for one am taking my husband” he stopped and leered at Draco, “leaving on our hornymoon. Don’t bother trying to contact us as you may see more than you bargained for. I have years” he stopped to stress the word, “to make up for. With both of us pregnant I plan on keeping him naked and busy in bed as much as possible before we can’t until after the births.”
With that last proclamation, his voice had risen as he spoke. He pulled his blond in closer to him, placing lips to lips and moving out of the enclosing group of spectators. It was a treat for all to see the feared Potion Master in a heated lip lock with the Prince of Slytherin and both dancing away from onlookers.
Meanwhile, the two females tried to simultaneously hold on to each other and the twins. It was an odd sight. Molly Weasley was the first on the scene and turned a glaring look back at the encroaching mob. With a mother’s scowl firmly in place and directed at them, the crowd stopped and watched to see what would happen next.
Walking past Harry and Lucius, whom she tsk’d at, she came to the foursome. “Fred, George, what have you two done now to cause this commotion? I am surprised you haven’t been hexed into the next century and back, so tell me. NOW.”
The two red heads looked at their mother and grinned.
“For once”
“Mother dear”
“You’re”
“Wrong” they both said at the same time.
“We’re only”
“Here for”
“The show”
“And support” was said in unison.
Molly looked at her sons, not yet believing the troublesome twins. Her gaze turned to Hermione and Pansy. “Hermione, you’ve been like a daughter to me. Tell me what’s wrong and we’ll fix it. Miss Parkinson, I’m offering you a shoulder as well since by association, Hermione has taken a liking to you.”
Hermione broke away from the other three and burrowed into Molly’s arms. Molly for her part wrapped an arm around the girl and stroked her hair. “There, there, dear. It can’t be all that bad. What’s the worst that could happen? Young witches have from time to time to been caught up the spout. My son will do what’s right by you. If it’s the same with Pansy here, we’ll just have to accept her into the family. Now tell Molly the trouble.”
Hermione sniffed inelegantly before grabbing Harry’s handkerchief and blowing her nose soundly. Taking a shuddering breath, she tried to figure out how to start. “It’s all Draco and Severus’ fault.” The sharp gasps could be heard all through the grove as the whispers began. Hermione realized what she’d said and tried again. “
“No. Stop. They aren’t the fathers.” Looks of confusion were turned on her.
“Fathers?” was Molly’s prompting question with an arched eyebrow that would have done Severus or Lucius proud.
Hermione gulped as she noticed one witch in particular closing ranks. “Mrs. Weasley, it’s complicated. Let’s just say I took something too seriously that was poked in me in fun and now I’m expecting. We know the results between Harry’s powers and Severus’ tests. We know the paternities. All I’m going to say about the fathers” here she stopped and tried to form her words carefully “is they are innocent in this matter.”
Molly’s eyebrow shot up again as a faint scratching of a dicta quill on parchment could be heard. Molly turned and looked at the culprit as if they were the lowest of the low.
“I don’t think you want to be taking notes right now.” The woman looked at the gathering and at Harry and Lucius in particular. There was more than one headline here; she just had to suss them out.
“Have it your way Molly. It could have been an open interview with their side explained. Now all I have is this little bit and speculation to print.” The woman turned and stalked off back to the food. The others went back to their conversations, catching Molly up on all the events.
By the time they were finished, Molly was reaching for a chair. When they got to Narcissa’s death and Hermione’s part in it, she was fanning herself. When she heard about Hermione and Rita Skeeter she was calling for the fire whiskey. When they got through Severus, Draco and Hermione, she was on her second double shot. When they got to Hermione and Pansy she was nearly swooning. When told of the one reckless encounter and results, Molly Weasley passed out cold.
No one noticed a beetle on its back, all legs kicking in the air. It looked like it was laughing. The beetle was beside itself. Here she had been invited to the second best occasion of the year and she had enough material to keep her on top of the ratings for weeks to come. Headlines began running through her head faster than she could note them.
“Harry Potter, Wizard Extraordinaire or Wild Thing?”
“Nacrissa Malfoy Dead! Accident or Murder?”
“Two thirds of the Golden Trio Murderers?”
“Lucius Malfoy Potter Pregnant? How Special is Harry Potter?”
“What’s in the water at Hogwarts? Pregnancy rate exploding at the school.”
“Secret Slytherin Experiments at Hogwarts! Were they condoned?”
“Draco Malfoy wed Professor! Both are pregnant!”
“Hermione Granger and Pansy Parkinson – Affair to Remember?”
“Hermione Granger Pregnant With Twins – Two Separate Fathers!”
“Hermione Granger – “One father is a rat”
“Pansy Parkinson Pregnant – Planned or Poor Planning?”
“Was it a 7th year Sex Party?”
The beetle flipped itself and scrabbled away from the group before taking flight. She had papers to write and a reputation to remake for herself. “Let’s see Hermione Granger wiggle out of this one” she thought to herself with a self-satisfied smirk on her face.
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Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Status/Part: Chapter 31 Fallout
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: HP/LM, DM/SS, HG/?/?/?
Date:
Key words: Veela, M/M, Language, Mpreg, F/F, Preg
Summary: Harry finds out something new about himself - he's a Veela and who his mate is. Please leave reviews. They are much needed encouragement
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Test reader:
Beta: NONE, but has been Spell & Grammar checked. Any mistakes after that are all mine and I apologize ahead of time.
Chapter 30 Recap:
Its Draco & Severus’ wedding and reception. We also find out that Pansy has managed to impregnate Hermione and herself with an experiment gone wrong. The fathers have been revealed and chaos ensues, causing a privacy bubble to be erected. The Weasley Twins have been included in the mix now with their seeming support of Hermione and Pansy.
Chapter 31 Fallout
It was a good thing the privacy bubble had been put up prior to that revelation. The moans and sheer screams were enough to burst eardrums. Hermione was shrieking uncontrollably while Pansy was vacillating between shrieks of panic and the nervous laughter. The six men just stood there unsure what to do.
Harry finally had enough and went to Hermione. Wrapping his arms around her, he stroked her hair in an attempt to calm her. Finally her shrieking and sobbing lowered in volume but the quieter sobbing continued. Harry just held her as she tried to stutter out “Why” sob “me?” Sobs “What did I do” sniff “that was so wrong” sniff “to deserve Peter Pettigrew’s spawn?” The wailing erupted again.
Severus and Draco just held each other and looked at the congregation outside the bubble. It wasn’t hard to see looks of curiosity and confusion on the faces. Lucius was the only male standing alone at this point and was not happy. Being the Slytherin he was, he discretely walked to Pansy and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Pansy curled into the elder Malfoy as Lucius began slowly escorting her closer to Hermione and the twins. When he had Pansy in front of Hermione, he looked hard to his husband who “felt” Lucius’ request. Somewhere in his mind Harry heard his husband “Turn Hermione this way Harry”. The Gryffindor complied and soon the two women were wrapped up in each other’s arms. The twins decided it was time for them.
Fred stood behind Pansy while George stood behind Hermione. The twins reached around the woman and clasped hands, moving in to encircle the women and making bodily contact with them. The other men just smirked. It looked like a new foursome had been established in Hogwarts, which would be good support for the new babies and trying times to come.
Lucius pulled Harry to him and began a gentle kiss, letting Harry deepen it as far as he wanted. Severus copied their actions with Draco, only he took total control of the kiss. All parties forgot where they were – no sounds intruded or escaped their bubble. It was Fawkes who finally got their attention since he was the only magical creature that could penetrate the privacy bubble. His throaty song soon had their attention.
The kissing ceased and the crying commenced. Severus couldn’t take the caterwauling anymore and dispersed the bubble. With at sympathetic look and contrasting sneer to his voice, Severus began. “I suggest you get your game faces on. Here come the parentals and I for one am taking my husband” he stopped and leered at Draco, “leaving on our hornymoon. Don’t bother trying to contact us as you may see more than you bargained for. I have years” he stopped to stress the word, “to make up for. With both of us pregnant I plan on keeping him naked and busy in bed as much as possible before we can’t until after the births.”
With that last proclamation, his voice had risen as he spoke. He pulled his blond in closer to him, placing lips to lips and moving out of the enclosing group of spectators. It was a treat for all to see the feared Potion Master in a heated lip lock with the Prince of Slytherin and both dancing away from onlookers.
Meanwhile, the two females tried to simultaneously hold on to each other and the twins. It was an odd sight. Molly Weasley was the first on the scene and turned a glaring look back at the encroaching mob. With a mother’s scowl firmly in place and directed at them, the crowd stopped and watched to see what would happen next.
Walking past Harry and Lucius, whom she tsk’d at, she came to the foursome. “Fred, George, what have you two done now to cause this commotion? I am surprised you haven’t been hexed into the next century and back, so tell me. NOW.”
The two red heads looked at their mother and grinned.
“For once”
“Mother dear”
“You’re”
“Wrong” they both said at the same time.
“We’re only”
“Here for”
“The show”
“And support” was said in unison.
Molly looked at her sons, not yet believing the troublesome twins. Her gaze turned to Hermione and Pansy. “Hermione, you’ve been like a daughter to me. Tell me what’s wrong and we’ll fix it. Miss Parkinson, I’m offering you a shoulder as well since by association, Hermione has taken a liking to you.”
Hermione broke away from the other three and burrowed into Molly’s arms. Molly for her part wrapped an arm around the girl and stroked her hair. “There, there, dear. It can’t be all that bad. What’s the worst that could happen? Young witches have from time to time to been caught up the spout. My son will do what’s right by you. If it’s the same with Pansy here, we’ll just have to accept her into the family. Now tell Molly the trouble.”
Hermione sniffed inelegantly before grabbing Harry’s handkerchief and blowing her nose soundly. Taking a shuddering breath, she tried to figure out how to start. “It’s all Draco and Severus’ fault.” The sharp gasps could be heard all through the grove as the whispers began. Hermione realized what she’d said and tried again. “
“No. Stop. They aren’t the fathers.” Looks of confusion were turned on her.
“Fathers?” was Molly’s prompting question with an arched eyebrow that would have done Severus or Lucius proud.
Hermione gulped as she noticed one witch in particular closing ranks. “Mrs. Weasley, it’s complicated. Let’s just say I took something too seriously that was poked in me in fun and now I’m expecting. We know the results between Harry’s powers and Severus’ tests. We know the paternities. All I’m going to say about the fathers” here she stopped and tried to form her words carefully “is they are innocent in this matter.”
Molly’s eyebrow shot up again as a faint scratching of a dicta quill on parchment could be heard. Molly turned and looked at the culprit as if they were the lowest of the low.
“I don’t think you want to be taking notes right now.” The woman looked at the gathering and at Harry and Lucius in particular. There was more than one headline here; she just had to suss them out.
“Have it your way Molly. It could have been an open interview with their side explained. Now all I have is this little bit and speculation to print.” The woman turned and stalked off back to the food. The others went back to their conversations, catching Molly up on all the events.
By the time they were finished, Molly was reaching for a chair. When they got to Narcissa’s death and Hermione’s part in it, she was fanning herself. When she heard about Hermione and Rita Skeeter she was calling for the fire whiskey. When they got through Severus, Draco and Hermione, she was on her second double shot. When they got to Hermione and Pansy she was nearly swooning. When told of the one reckless encounter and results, Molly Weasley passed out cold.
No one noticed a beetle on its back, all legs kicking in the air. It looked like it was laughing. The beetle was beside itself. Here she had been invited to the second best occasion of the year and she had enough material to keep her on top of the ratings for weeks to come. Headlines began running through her head faster than she could note them.
“Harry Potter, Wizard Extraordinaire or Wild Thing?”
“Nacrissa Malfoy Dead! Accident or Murder?”
“Two thirds of the Golden Trio Murderers?”
“Lucius Malfoy Potter Pregnant? How Special is Harry Potter?”
“What’s in the water at Hogwarts? Pregnancy rate exploding at the school.”
“Secret Slytherin Experiments at Hogwarts! Were they condoned?”
“Draco Malfoy wed Professor! Both are pregnant!”
“Hermione Granger and Pansy Parkinson – Affair to Remember?”
“Hermione Granger Pregnant With Twins – Two Separate Fathers!”
“Hermione Granger – “One father is a rat”
“Pansy Parkinson Pregnant – Planned or Poor Planning?”
“Was it a 7th year Sex Party?”
The beetle flipped itself and scrabbled away from the group before taking flight. She had papers to write and a reputation to remake for herself. “Let’s see Hermione Granger wiggle out of this one” she thought to herself with a self-satisfied smirk on her face.
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