Tantum

Chapter 2

"I would like you to have a check up soon," Tom said gently. He was sat on the sofa with Harry led out with his head in his lap. Harry had been at the manor for a week and they had settled comfortably, it seemed as the week had passed Tom had completely come around to the idea of a child. He wasn't as openly excited as Harry, but he often cast awe inspired looks at the growing bump and he always had his hand protectively around Harry as they slept.

"You said I wouldn't have to leave, Dumbledore has connections and-," He was cut of by Tom lightly putting his hand over his mouth.

"I will bring you a healer that will not speak a word of this." Tom assured him,

"Really?"

"Of course,"

"And can we find out what gender?" Harry inquired perking up at the idea, Tom smiled slightly,

"If that is what you wish,"

"What do you want it to be?" Harry asked sitting up and placing himself on Tom's lap.

"I am unsure," Tom said after a moments thought, he placed his hand over the bump and smiled. "I am positive that it will be perfect no matter what,"

"Do you think? Oh, but wouldn't it be nice to have a little girl? I could dress her up and she'll be the perfect little lady, and you'll be the terrifying overprotective daddy that makes sure no one every upsets her." Harry said in excitement, "Or we could have a handsome little boy, he'd be the perfect heir that would show all the pretentious purebloods how much more powerful and charming he was and how he takes after his parents."

"Of course I think so, they are coming from you." Tom said and Harry beamed, he pressed a light kiss to Tom's jaw.

"Whatever our child is, they have to have your charms."

"I am pretty charming," Tom agreed, and Harry laughed,

"Maybe without the ego, I don't know if this house is big enough for another." Tom mock glowered at him as Harry grinned unashamed.

"I'll have you know that I speak the truth." Tom sniffed and Harry rolled his eyes.

"I know," Harry suddenly frowned and looked down at his belly, Tom blinked at the quick change,

"What is it?"

"What if we have a boy and it doesn't look like you?" Harry said and Tom raised an eyebrow,

"Then it doesn't look like me," He replied simply and Harry shook his head,

"No – no, he has to look like you." Harry stated, "If they don't it'll be awful!"

"Will you suddenly not like the child?"

"Of course not, how could you say such a thing, Tom!" Harry exclaimed horrified and Tom shook his head amused.

"That is my point, it will be of no consequence however the child looks."

"I guess," Harry sighed, "But if baby is a he, I still want it to look like you."

"I would much prefer it look like you." Tom disagreed,

"No, definitely not." Harry vetoed straight away, "You cannot curse a child with hair like mine."

"You have not had problems with your hair in months." Tom pointed out,

"But still,"

"You need not worry, the baby will be perfect no matter what."

"I suppose we will have to wait. I mean, he or she could end up bringing forth dormant genes." Harry said looking at his bump, "You may surprise us all, isn't that right baby?"