An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 60 : POV Harry 12

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Harry Potter - JK Rowling
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:870Bookmarks:132Hits:34,668
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 60 : POV Harry 12
Notes:
Hello good night !
A quick look into Harry's thoughts, as expected. And a little surprise from Voldemort, otherwise it's not funny. ^^
Happy reading, sorry for the mistakes!
See you next time ^^

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Harry wondered if his husband had any idea how protective he was of him? Lying on the slightly cold consultation table, his rounded belly in the open air, the omega had his eyes on his alpha who stood like a menacing shadow behind the mediwitch who was busy quickly giving an image of the babies that 'he wore. The King's red eyes seemed to glow in the strange brightness of the room and Harry refrained from caressing his skin on which the caregiver had just applied a cream to facilitate vision. When the mediwitch finally stopped moving around like a crazy bee, Thomas approached and stood next to him, placing a firm and reassuring hand in his hair. Harry wanted to rub against it, much more tired than he would like at this point in the pregnancy.

-Are you ready, Your Highnesses?

-So do instead of asking stupid questions.

Harry bit his lip to keep from smiling at the response his husband said. It seems that everyone forgot how little patience their King had. The mediwitch hurriedly said the formula and they had before their noses the image of their two little ones. Harry clenched his fists, already too emotional, wanting his hormones to quiet down a little. The little ones were face to face, one slightly towering over the other. The amniotic fluid seemed as clear as last time and they had so…

-They are so big…

Harry didn't recognize his voice, clearly full of failures. He felt Thomas squeeze his black locks, his stirring in their bond. The mediwitch finished his checks and nodded before showing them the baby on the right.

-It's clearly a boy, Your Highnesses. He didn't want to hide it from us.

Harry gave a broken laugh, refusing to have tears in his eyes, it would embarrass him too much to see its wonders. Indeed, their son did not have much modesty, his small penis clearly visible while he moved as if he was being disturbed. Harry looked at the other baby, calmer but also bigger. He knew of these legends where it was said that one could eat the other, however the larger one seemed to be protective, more than anything else. Harry wondered if he was being logical or extrapolating too much.