You will never again have to know what it feels like without me. I love you
Harry
Harry was miserable. Topher should have been here a week ago. His feet were swollen, and he was always hungry but didn’t have room in his stomach to eat. Not to mention he was exhausted all the time. His healer said that with his first child, they could be early or late.
Charlie has been wonderful. He has rubbed his back and his feet. Got him whatever he wanted to eat. Then there was the sex, Harry read somewhere that having sex might trigger labor. Of course, it didn’t with him.
Today was the worst because his back has been in pain since he woke up. No matter if he was sitting, laying, or standing. Harry was currently bent over the kitchen table when his dad walked in with Fang.
“Hey, Dad.” Harry groaned, moving his feet rocking back and forth. The half-giant looked at him with his eyebrow raised.
“Are ya feelin okay Harry? Charlie and Barnaby went to get ya something to eat. Charlie said you haven’t eaten much today.” His dad walked up to him and placed a hand on his lower back.
“Oh rub right there please Dad. It hurts so bad today.” Harry hummed when his dad rubbed his lower back. “I swear if your grandson doesn’t come soon.”
“I’m worried about ya Harry. Are you sure we should go to the hospital?” His dad’s voice sounded worried. Harry felt Fang's wet nose on his legs.
“I’m..” A strong pain crossed his stomach that buckled his knees. Maybe he isn’t fine. Another pain crashed into him and then a gush of wetness in between his legs.
“Oh, Harry! We have to get you to the hospital ya waters just broke.” The half-giant shrieked. His dad helped him stand up so he could breathe again.
Harry sent his patronus before his dad wrapped his arms around him and popped them to the hospital. Harry’s stomach rolled and lost the small food that he had eaten that day.
They popped into the labor and delivery floor. The matrons rushed up to him and whisked him into a room.
“Charlie… He needs to know where I am.” Harry groaned as another pain hit him; this was the worst of them all.
“He’ll be here Harry but we need to get ya settled the baby is comin’.” His dad brushed his hair back off his face. “How about we take a deep breath.” Harry copied his dad with a deep inhale and then exhaled.
“Much better Harry. Let’s do it again.” Harry repeated the breathing exercises until his door slammed open. Charlie was by his side in seconds.
“I’m here little pixy. I’m sorry it took us so long to get here!” Charlie bent down and kissed Harry’s lips. Another contraction made Harry scream out.
“Ruby, where is that healer?” Barnaby asked as he made his way next to the half-giant.
“I hear it’s time for a baby.” Healer Coldiron walked in with a smile on his face that Harry wanted to slap off.
“Yes, he is finally ready!” Harry gritted out as another contraction started.
“Okay, so who is all going to be in the room?” The healer asked as he flicked his wand around things that were moved around and set up. Harry looked at Charlie and then at the rest of his family.
“Everyone in this room.” The healer nodded and changed Harry out of his clothes.
“I need everyone on the other side of the barrier.” After he said that a white barrier went up right in front of Harry’s stomach. His family stayed right by his side. “I’m going to make the incision Harry, are you feeling anything?”
“No oh gods, that is wonderful.” This is the first time in a while that he hasn’t felt some kind of pain.
“Okay great.” Two matrons walked in and stood by waiting for instructions. “Making the incision now.” Harry didn’t feel anything but pressure. It took what seemed like forever until he felt the pressure leave him and the sound of a cry filled the room.
Charlie looked down at him with tears in his eyes. “You did it little pixy.”
A matron moved from behind the screen and held a very dirty baby in her hands. “Here is your son.” She placed the baby on Harry’s chest. Topher quieted instantly.
“Oh Harry he is perfect, look at him! I’m so proud of you.” Barnaby cried, and the half-giant pulled him into his arms.
“Yes, Harry he is perfect just like ya.”
Harry pressed a kiss on his wriggly baby. “I love you so much already, Topher Orson.”
Once Harry was put back together and Topher was cleaned up they decided to take a better look at their new family member. Charlie sat next to him on the hospital bed while his parents sat in a chair next to the bed. Charlie sent a Patronus to Bill and got one back congratulating them on his new nephew and said that he would be there first thing tomorrow. Topher rested on the blanket that his granda made him. Now Topher and Harry had a blanket made by the half-giant.
“He had your red hair Charlie just like I wanted.” Harry’s fingers played with the tuft of hair on top of his son’s head. Topher’s face was so perfect and squishy.
“Yes, but he has your nose and cheeks.” Charlie’s knuckles brushed gently on the baby’s cheeks.
“He is pure perfection and he already has his Pop Pop wrapped around his tiny finger.” Barnaby wiped the tears that fell down his cheeks.
“One thing is for sure. This wee one will have lots of love.” Harry’s dad sobbed out. Harry couldn’t wait to see Topher in his granda’s arms. It would make his small son look even smaller.
All four of them jumped with the door slammed open.
“MUM!”
The Burrow
Molly sat at the kitchen table with a cold cup of tea. She hadn’t heard from Charlie since he left. After everything, he just left his family. Bill said that he had heard from him but why hasn’t he contacted her? She was his mother!
Molly stood to pour out her cup of tea and make a new one when she heard Charlie’s voice. She ran towards it and that is when she found his Patronus. It wasn’t for her as Ginny sat on the couch.
“Ginny you are an aunt again! Topher Orson Potter is here!” Charlie told her what hospital he was at and Molly gasped. Harry was pregnant and no one told her!
“Charlie had a baby!” Molly screamed and made Ginny jump off the couch.
“Shite Mum, you were not supposed to hear that. Charlie didn’t want you to know.” Ginny bit her lip as if she wasn’t supposed to tell her that.
“Well, I’m going to have to go see what is going on! If my son had a baby I deserve to be there!” Molly huffed and walked towards the floo. She grabbed a handful of floo powder, called out her destination, and stepped into the flames.
Barnaby
Barnaby was with his family in his son’s hospital room. Harry just had his grandson Topher who was utter perfection. It had been a long road but they made it.
Barnaby cuddled back into Ruby as he listened to Harry tell about his day and how he was probably in labor since this morning when the door slammed open. It made him jump in his husband’s arms. When he looked over at the door he growled when he saw who it was. It was that awful woman.
“MUM!” Charlie sputtered. “What are you doing here?” The redhead moved to shield Harry and Topher from her.
“That is what I like to know.” Barnaby spat as he stood up and walked towards Molly. She tried to look over Charlie to Harry.
“I’m here because I heard that my son’s boyfriend is in the hospital and just had a baby! Of course, I had to come seeing as you are my son and that is my grandchild!” The redhead bitch snapped, Barnaby didn’t like her tone. It was not a day for this shit.
“Mum, I don’t know who told you, but you should go. You don’t need to be here. I don’t want you here.” Charlie stood and took his mother by the arm to lead her out of the room.
“I don’t think so. That is my grandchild! Hagrid and his husband are here and he isn’t even Harry’s actual parents. That baby is my flesh and blood. I’m not going anywhere!” The bitch spat out.
Barnaby couldn’t believe what that woman said. He would not let her get away with that. Barnaby looked back at his husband, who had his fist clenched and was looking over to his son, whose mouth was wide open in shock.
“First of all, bitch, I don’t know who you think you are coming into this room, spewing your nastiness. Ruby has been that kid's dad since he was 15 months old! Potty trained him, kissed his boo-boos, and was with him when he was sick, hurt, happy, and sad. Blood doesn’t make a parent. It is who loves you unconditionally and will be there for you, no matter what. If I was your child, I would not claim you as my blood! If you don’t get out of my son’s room, I will make you get out.” Barnaby warned as he moved closer to the now speechless witch. The sound of his son and husband’s voice was muffled by the pounding in his ears. He didn’t want to hear what they were saying. All he was worried about was getting this woman out of the room.
“Mum, Barnaby’s right. You should go. I can’t believe you would say that about Hagrid and Barnaby. They are his parents! Blood doesn’t make a parent!” Charlie growled as he pulled his mother closer to the door. Barnaby followed just in case she didn’t cooperate.
“Mrs. Weasley.” Harry’s voice rang clear through the room. Barnaby looked back and saw those green eyes were full of anger. His son’s magic snapped out all around the room as he held Topher to his chest.
“Yes, dear,” Molly said, sickeningly sweet. She didn’t know how close Barnaby was to hex the shit out of her.
“If I don’t change my mind, you will have nothing to do with my child. Not until you understand the correct definition of a parent. If you don’t know who or what a parent is, you surely can not be a grandparent. Don’t look at Charlie either. I’m sure he feels the same way and if he doesn’t, he can just leave with you. Now goodbye.” Charlie ushered his mum out of the room, quietly arguing with her.
Barnaby rushed over to his son and husband. He cupped Ruby’s cheeks and placed a soft kiss on them.
“I’m sorry about what that bitch said. You know you are his parent as well as I am. Isn’t that right, Harry.” Barnaby looked back at his son, who was nodding.
“Of course, Pops, Dad will always be my daddy. Doesn’t matter if he gave birth to me or if you did or if a complete stranger did. I love you both.”
“We love ya too, Harry.” The half-giant sobbed out.
Charlie
Charlie sat holding his son in his arms. It was late and they were alone. Harry is asleep on the hospital bed. Barnaby and Hagrid went home for the night they promised to be back tomorrow morning. The matron said that they could take Topher to the nursery so he could get some sleep but Charlie refused. Topher would be fine right where he is.
Charlie hummed to his son. He hated how his mum acted today. Never in his life did he think that she would act that way.
Harry made the right decision, his mum didn’t deserve to have a relationship with Topher not after everything. There would be more than enough love.
Charlie that night said his affirmations holding his son. Though he added one. “I’m doing the best I can for my child.”
“You should get some sleep too Da.” Harry's groggy voice said. Charlie looked over to the hospital bed where Harry sat awake.
“What are you doing awake? You should be sleeping, the healer said when he sleeps you should sleep.” Charlie walked over and sat on the bed next to his fiance.
“It’s hard to sleep when you are not next to me.” Harry flicked his wrist to make the bed bigger. Charlie took the hint and placed Topher in Harry’s waiting arms as he climbed in next to him. “Take your legs off too. They need a rest.” Charlie nodded and took off his prosthetics and lay next to the smaller man. “Much better thank you.”
Charlie placed a chaste kiss on Harry’s lips. “I’m so very proud of you Harry. You made us a perfect baby.”
“I didn’t do it all alone. He is half yours as well. Thank you Charlie for everything. You were there for us. I don’t know how I would have done this without you. I love you so much.”
Charlie leaned down and kissed Topher’s forehead and then another kiss for Harry.
“You will never again have to know what it feels like without me. I love you too.” Charlie pulled both of them in his arms and closed his eyes. His life couldn’t be more perfect.