Harry Potter Gives Birth Alone Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My walls contract all around his cock while he sucks on my neck. Harry finds his release not long after and this time he actually finished showering us and takes me to bed where I close my eyes as soon as my head hits the pillow. I am exhausted ********* I open my eyes to Harry talking on the phone, he is whispering shouting and I don’t move as I don’t want to bother him. “Fucking find her, she is carrying my child” - I heart Harry say in a upset tone. “She can’t just evaporate into thin air” - Harry keeps going.

Lily said, “Husband, Xavia Lockhart is in a relationship with you, and even her daughter has already returned to S City. However, Xavia Lockhart stayed back in Darlsbury alone, and there is no news about her at all. “Today, that little girl kept crying and saying that her mother fainted after falling into the snow pit and that she wanted to come to Darlsbury to see her. After that, as soon as you got off the plane, you came directly to this hospital, husband. “Doesn’t all these facts verify what I thought?” It was indeed a logical and insightful analysis of the matter. However, Zivon noticed something and raised his brows. “Husband?” What was this new title? So she could call him her husband

“As such, he’s never allowed any of the women in his harem to become pregnant. For this to have happened comes as a shock.” “It’s not me,” I say. “I didn’t have a baby.” “We’ve conducted a large-scale investigation that has crossed the entire kingdom,” Tristan continues. “You are the only possible match, Ms. Lovett.” “That can’t be possible.” “Our King’s patience runs thin with you,” Tristan says. “Tell us where the child is, and we can make this easy for you. Else… You won’t like how things go.” Hopeless, I shake my head. “I never gave birth. I’m telling the truth… Please. Believe me.”

Belle York, my wife, was pregnant, but on our way back from getting the diagnosis, she said, “I have something to tell you. The baby is Harry’s. I also got a notice saying that my health won’t let me have another baby after this one.” When she saw my smile freeze, she took out a paternity test. Harry Grant, my brother-in-law, was indeed listed as the father. Her voice was eerily calm. “On the day you fell asleep at the back of the jeep with fever, we did it in the passenger seat, right where I’m sitting.” In an instant, I felt like I had fallen into the abyss. I opened my mouth, but it was like something was blocking my throat. As she spoke, Belle cast her eyes on her swollen belly,

It just couldn't. "My son, Andrew, how does he fit into all of this?" Jake asked the still coughing Harry. "Well…" Harry's voice trailed off as he coughed again. "F**king speak!" Jake's voice thundered. His thundering voice seemed to stop Harry's coughing fit as he stopped coughing almost immediately, and then opened his mouth to speak. "Well, eight months after your birthday, your mother reached out to me again to tell me the girl was pregnant with your baby and that we needed to take the child from her as soon as he was born…"

I can see the desire burning in his eyes, so forcing my body to relax, I lift my hips and kiss him once more, feeling him begin moving a little faster inside me. Damn... I'm getting turned on all over again. "You feel so good, love. You're absolutely delicious," Harry whispers against my lips. "I'm going to come soon..." "Yes... Do it..." I plead between breathless moans. "I want to have your babies..." "I'll give you many children, sweetheart. Never doubt that." Hungrily devouring my lips, Harry moves his hips with fast, deep thrusts until I feel a warm sensation filling me, his body going still while he reaches his climax deep inside me. With trembling hands, I touch my lower abdomen, wher

Just like a miracle, which was God's doing what only God could do. ‘But isn’t she or he my pup too?’ With this, though, she just couldn’t kill him or think of killing herself. She wasn’t sure whether she was doing right or not. She was dying little by little because of venom. She wasn’t sure whether she would be able to even give birth to him or her. But at first, she needed a place, a very far away from here, because neither she wanted to spend a second more like a sex slave nor she wanted the tiny little thing to get into the wrong hands.

Thankfully, I wasn’t easily deterred. “Not that you asked, but I don’t really have any magic,” I said. “I can heal quickly, run faster than most of the witches, and my hearing isn’t too bad, but outside of a few sparks, magic isn’t really my thing. I’ve been told that’s probably why my parents abandoned me. Pretty fucked-up, huh?” His jaw at least tensed at that last bit, confirming he wasn’t completely heartless.

He tucked his hands into his pockets as his eyes locked onto mine as he began his tale. "A woman gave birth to a daughter, and she was happy about it. Her reaction was vastly different from when she first gave birth to a boy, her first child. This woman's desire for a daughter was unusual, considering many people in this world prefer sons." He paused, studying my expression. "So many people in this world always wanted a son, but her case was different. She wanted a daughter," Harry emphasized. My curiosity grew. Why was Harry sharing this story? Was it connected to the Prescott family?