Potter!
Harry
“Beautiful, time to wake up,” Ian whispered as he felt kisses all over his face. Harry groaned and snuggled into his pillow. He still thought sometimes it was just a dream. There was another kiss. Mm, not a dream.
“Ian… come lie back down. It’s still early.” Harry blindly grabbed for his soulmate.
“If you call 10:30 early then yes I guess it is early.” 10:30?!
Harry groaned again and opened his eyes.
“You shouldn’t have let me sleep so late Ian.” His sweet mate leaned down and pressed their lips together. Harry wrapped his arms around Ian’s neck and held him there.
Their tongues tangled together. He was pouring every ounce of feeling. Harry was about to pull the older man on top of him when heard his other soulmate at the door.
“That’s not waking our soulmate. Come on, we have something to show you!” Gideon playfully shouted at the doorway.
“Or you could come over here and kiss me too.” Harry held out his hand to the other redhead.
“As much as I want to, Beautiful. I want to show you your surprise more.” Harry huffed and pushed his soul mate away.
“This better be a good surprise! I much rather have both of you in bed with me.” Gideon looked over at his brother. With a somewhat pained look in his eyes.
“Ian…. Maybe he is right. Look at him.” Harry turned on the sweet puppy eyes.
Ian huffed and kissed his lips.
“Nope, we will have a rain check. This is something for you Precious. I know that you will love it. Now, up you get.” Fabian helped him out of bed. “Get dressed. We will be waiting downstairs. Come on Gid.” Harry couldn’t hear what his other soul mate said. He knew Gideon was whining about not going back to bed.
Harry shook his head and quickly freshened up and got dressed.
When he walked into the kitchen, his soulmates were eating what looked like a Lorne Sausage roll.
“Hey Precious, I made you Lorne Sausage roll. We can eat it on the go.” On the go?
Of course, Ian caught the questioning look in his eyes.
“We are not going far. Beautiful.” Harry took the roll.
“Okay… I don’t know if I should trust you. I’ve been around mischievous twins.”
Gideon dramatically placed his hands over his heart.
“You hear that brother! Our soulmate has other twins!”
“I know brother! Another set of twins!”Fabian played along for the first time. It made Harry bark out a laugh.
“Who dares to be as mischievous as us? Doubtful!”
Harry rolled his eyes. “I thought that we were going to go see my surprise. I remember wanting to stay in bed.”
“Of course Beautiful.”
“Follow us.”
They walked half a block before Harry’s soulmates had him close his eyes.
“Okay, there are two small steps up.” Fabian and Gideon grabbed each of his hands.
Keys jingled, then the sound of a door. Harry felt himself pulled forward.
Harry took a deep breath. He knew that smell. They couldn’t have without him knowing.
“Open your eyes, Precious.”
“Yes, open up Beautiful.”
His eyes fluttered open. “Oh gods guys.” A workshop. His beautiful, wonderful, perfect soulmates made him a workshop. It was filled with a few tools that he had never used. That is because electricity and magic didn’t work.
“We wanted you to have a place to do your art. You would never have to work if you didn’t want to.” Fabian cupped his cheeks.
“No, we will take care of you. This is just for you to have a place of your own since you live in our flat.” Gideon cupped his other cheek.
Harry shook his head. His heart was so full.
“No one has ever done anything like this for me. I… I love you both of you so… so much!” He threw his arms around his soulmates. Harry crushed his lips onto Fabian’s lips. Then pulled away and then kissed Gideon.
“Oh, Precious I love you too.”
“Yes, Beautiful I love you too.” Both Gideon's and Fabian's foreheads rest against his.
Now all he would have to do is learn how to make furniture. At least he had magic on his side.
James
There was something wrong with Reggie. He was hiding something from James. His soulmate wouldn’t tell him of course. James didn’t need to worry about things while he was busy with classes. Or that is what Regulus thought.
James got home and Reggie was asleep on the couch. Which was strange. Naps were not something Reggie ever did unless he was sick. What if he was sick, why would he not tell James? What if it is something serious?
James walked over to where his soulmate was asleep. Quietly, he kneeled in front of the couch. His fingers brushed back the hair that fell on his face. He didn’t feel warm to the touch. At least he didn’t have a fever.
“Mmm James?” Reggie opened his eyes. His soulmate looked exhausted. Had he been working too hard in his studio?
“You okay? You never nap unless you are sick. Have you been overdoing it in your studio?” James caressed Reggie’s cheeks.
“I’m not sick, well not really. Everything so be okay in a few weeks. The doctor said I shouldn’t be as tired.” His soulmate pushed himself up to sit. Reggie's gray eyes look into his.
“I don’t understand. If you are not sick why will it take a couple weeks for you to be okay?” James couldn’t handle losing him. He has already lost so much. Reggie is his only family, well besides Siri and Remus.
His soulmate cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.
“I’m not dying James. I’m pregnant.” Oh, he isn’t sick he is just pregnant. PREGNANT!
“You’re pregnant!” He was going to be a father! “Holy Shite! Reggie!” James pulled him into a kiss. “I love you! I love you so much!”
Harry
Later that night Harry was helping out with the pub. Sirius and Remus sat at the bar looking happy and in love. It was strange, well in a good way, seeing his godfather so happy.
“Harry, tell your men they must come over for game night. They have missed the past couple of weeks. Since they met you.” Remus elbowed his soulmate.
“Siri! I apologize for my soulmate. I promise I tried to teach him manners.” Remus scolded his mate.
Harry didn’t want his soulmates to not hang out with his friends.
“Of course not Harry! We want you to come too!” Sirius gave him a smirk.
“Just let me know what day it is and we will be there.” Harry gave them both another round of beers. Harry walked away towards a table that came in.
When he got closer. A familiar redhead was sitting in the booth. The man next to her with his arm around her shoulder wasn’t the person he thought he would see. Thankfully, the man wouldn’t know who he was. Small victories.
“Lilly, are you sure that dunderhead will be able to take care of our only child?” Snape’s deep voice reached his ears. Oh god no! He couldn’t be Snape's son.
When he walked up to the table Harry plastered on a smile. His mother or was she his mother? His head was spinning again. Then he saw Snape’s face; he looked so young.
“Hi, what can I get ya?”
Snape snapped his head over. His onyx eyes glared at him. Snape’s thin lips curled up in a snarl.
“Potter!”