"I don't know why I'm so nervous," Harry said squeezing Tom's hand gently," Either way it doesn't matter as long as they're healthy."
Tom smiled down at the boy, Harry was now 22 weeks pregnant. They could have figured out the gender weeks ago but Harry had consistently flipped back and forth on whether he wanted to know. He was firm now in his decision, having planned a good size gathering to announce it. All of Tom's death eaters would be there along with some major allies to celebrate the good news. It was to be a lovely time full of song and dance. There his very obvious pregnancy would be made public along with the gender of their baby, Tom's heir.
Colette used the tip of her wand to move it around the boys enlarged stomach, his small frame caused his stomach to make him seem farther along than he really was, it was almost humorous. The possessiveness in Tom loved it, such an obvious sign of Harry being his, he couldn't keep his hands of the boy. Colette suddenly showed a hologram of the baby, she wiggled the wand a bit more, pressing it down into Harry's stomach. Harry winced at the slight discomfort but continued to watch the hologram fascinated. The thing on the screen was so obviously a baby, the side silhouette so prominent, Harry was so amazed by the sight of the precious creation inside of him. "It's a boy," Colette said beaming," A perfect heir with all fingers and toes my Lord."
"I told you," Tom said his voice filled with love despite the clear teasing undertone his comment carried, his eyes still so focused on the projection of their baby.
Tom had indeed been certain for months that it was a boy, though he didn't care either way. Harry hadn't made any guesses, hadn't felt an opinion or belief either way, he would regularly tease Tom about the inkling he had. Tom never had any evidence to back it up, he would just always declare that he knew it was a boy the entire time. Fatherly intuition was Harry's best guess. He stared closely at the baby boy being projected in the air. He had Tom's sharp nose, that was so blatantly obvious, his lips were so perfect, he was so perfect. Harry knew right then that everything was going to be okay, he was going to make sure of it.
Harry's eyes started swelling with tears. Colette was quick to remove her wand and pack up her things," I will see you two tonight," she said as she quickly left them alone in their bedroom.
Harry threw himself into Tom's arms and Tom was quick to hold him. "You're doing so good Harry, we're over halfway done, everything is going perfectly my love," Harry continued to sob, he couldn't quite place what was wrong everything in that moment felt so overwhelming and so real.
After a while he was able to calm down, his overwhelming emotions of everything finally settling. "We're going to have a son Tom."
Tom smiled lovingly as he held the boy closer," That we are my love."
A light knock on the door was suddenly heard before the creaking of the hinges filled the room. "Harry your afternoon tea is ready," Molly said before promptly walking back out of their bedroom. Molly had made a wonderful addition, there was definitely some minor kinks from the use of the different memory spells. She remembers all of her children, however she doesn't remember being their mom, she believes she was just their nanny. Their similar appearance to her tends to confuse her though, and when she goes into story telling mode she always lingers on the similar features of her children and she stays dazed for a few second, of course she always moves on quickly.
Unlike Harry she had no ability to regain her memories back. Memory magic could be quite fickle, so Tom decided that his best bet for Harry would just be brainwashing potions, that choice worked better for him than he had ever imagined. Rebuilding someone's entire life is tedious and can be quite dangerous, if Tom went too far with Molly it wouldn't be the end of the world, if he would have messed up Harry he would have completely lost the boy. He wanted the genuine Harry, and the chance of removing a core memory that changed him had never been worth the risk for Tom. Originally it was for the power trip, Tom never would have guessed that everything would have blossomed to what it was now, but he loved every second with Harry and had no desire to ever let him go.
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The Boy Who Bitched
FanficVoldemort has won the war, and he knows the perfect boy to make his little bitch. It might take some training, but with the help of some memory potions Harry Potter will make a perfect pet.