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Chapter 10- [The Big Reveal]

Sorry this chapter took a while, it was a little repetitive and the characterisations went out the window, so it annoyed me to write. But, it's finally out, and I can begin on the next chapters :) Word Count: 5.9k.

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25th October 1997- Saturday

After a few days of thinking, worrying, assimilating the fact that he was pregnant into his mind, and preparing himself, Harry finally plucked up the courage to tell his family, foremost his parents. He was just over two weeks along, and his mind had finally settled now that he knew he was pregnant and acknowledged it himself, as well as assured that his mates wanted this baby- or babies, he thought with horror- as much as he did.

There was no use denying it, or thinking about the what if's, he was pregnant, and he hoped to see it through until the end.

Harry wanted to tell his mum and dad first, before any other relatives or his mates' families. Sure, he had told Hermione and Ron, but that had been in the heat of the moment, a moment of doubt and fragility that he needed to reassure himself that, above all, his friends supported him. And they did. Now, all he had to do was break the news to his parents that they were perhaps going to be grandparents by next year.

Taking a deep breath, he chucked the floo powder into the fire, flinching back slightly when it flared. "Potter Manor," Harry spoke, and the shape of his mum's head began to form after a few seconds.

"Harry, how are you, sweetheart?" Her soft and caring tone immediately put him at ease, and he relaxed slightly. He had been feeling at edge ever since Tom had left a little while back, knowing that he was now more vulnerable than before. It was a silly thought, and Harry berated himself for even thinking such a thing whilst still surrounded by his other mates, and in secure rooms, but his instincts just wouldn't let up.

"I'm fine, Mum. How are you?"

"Good, although Peony's been driving me up the wall in the kitchen for the past hour. Your dad's just gone to get her settled. Dylan's watching cartoons, which is keeping him happy at least." He tried to grin at her words, but his anxiousness refused to let him. She caught on immediately. "What's wrong, Harry? Is everything ok?"

He began hesitantly, knowing that it was now or he'd never get it out until it was too late. "Um... I have some news to share. With both you and Dad."

"What is it, sweetheart?" His Mum tilted her head, concern sprouting in her eyes. "It's nothing bad, is it?"

"No, not bad, just... I'd prefer to say it in person. It's... quite a big bit of news." That was an understatement, he was going to make them grandparents before they were forty, and himself a parent before he was eighteen, if his calculations were right. He was due in mid-July, if the baby wasn't a Creature and a singleton, just before his eighteenth birthday.

"Okay, sweetheart, let me just ask Sirius if he can come round and watch Dyl and Peony. We'll only be a few minutes." The call cut off, and he slumped back into Blaise's solid chest, breathing out a sigh. Blaise hummed questioningly, nuzzling into his hair.

"They'll be round in a few minutes." He told him, receiving a hum in response.

"Ok. Are you all good?" Harry nodded, relaxing further into his warmth. He'd noticed that Blaise ran much hotter than anyone else he'd met, probably due to being a Dragonborn. He'd have to ask him. "Draco, put the kettle on! We're going to need tea!"

Draco's confused voice came from the kitchen. "How do I do that?"

"How-" Blaise paused, and they looked at each other in confusion. "What do you mean. 'How'?!"