Harry Potter Weight Gain Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Everything falls into place, given time.” “I suppose so.” “Want dessert?” he asked. I shook my head “Not really. “It’s too hard to work it off once I gain it.” I added Then I remembered that I was going to be gaining a lot of weight, soon, and my spirits drooped. My hormones were already reflecting the pregnancy. I was going to go through a lot more changes in the near future. “I would love you anyway you look,” he said, his voice deep and soft. I lifted the worried eyes to his. “Would you, honestly?” I asked

I said to Harry who was panting heavily behind me. I could tell he was very tired from how lazily he was dragging his feet from behind me. If his legs were tired, his mouth seems not to share from that tiredness as he has been talking none stop. I was beginning to regret the decision of allowing him to come with me. His backpack was filled to the brim like one going on a long vacation. “I will need most of the things in my bag for casting and breaking spells,” he said while trying to catch his breath.

“Can you really do that, Mum? I tried talking to her, but she wouldn’t even look at me. She’s so pretty… she looks like a fairy.” The honesty in his eyes made my chest tighten. He meant every word. I let out a long sigh, already thinking that maybe I could invite the girl for lunch—or even go see her myself. “I’d be so grateful if you did this big favor for me, Mum. And she’s so pale… you’d think she was sick.” Harry slid off my lap and stood in front of me, his small hands resting firmly on my shoulders, his gaze filled with hope. “Thank you so much, Mum!” Harry’s voice rang with excitement, his eyes glowing as if I’d just promised him the world.

The numbers kept changing until they were set. Mistress Hawthorne recorded my current weight and said, "You've gained three pounds." She looked up at me with a look that chided me for gaining weight. I immediately said, "I'm sorry, Mistress Hawthorne, I'll try to lose weight." To my surprise, she said, "No need. You'd better keep it up. The Alpha of the Blood Moon pack is very satisfied with your figure." I'm surprised she didn't chastise me for gaining weight! That was so surprising.

"That's right! We want you to be an independent heroine of your own story!" "Madam, your loyal servant has finally arrived! Do you need an assistant? I can do anything, and whatever I can't, I'll learn. Please hire me!" "Harry said he wants to wear sibling outfits with you. Can't you grant his wish?" "I believe Harry will be a sister-obsessed man in the future. Just look at how eager he gets every time he's around Giselle. It's unbearable to watch." "I'm not the only one who noticed? He definitely has attention-seeker potential."

I appeared, Harry closely behind me, and asked. "We haven't been in the book story that long." "Oh crap it, I'm starving," I sulked. "As much as I hate to agree with my brother-in-law…" Harry winced and placed a hand over his swollen abdomen. "I am a little hungry." Harry chuckled, "You Weasley's are hopeless." "Okay, how about you two move forward while I wait behind with Mione? She hooked me on that series, and I think I'm going to pick up the next book."

Harry had lost his appetite. He was about dropping his fork when the soft voice of his mother came up. "Harry you're not getting younger any longer and Angel is growing so fast. She needs a mother. You need to give marriage a chance again. I hurt seeing my granddaughter growing without a mother" she said and she continued when Harry didn't reply.

She could only talk to the assigned team of harry, Dan and teddy. No wonder she'd gained ten pounds in the last two months. Eating was about the only thrill left to her. That and talking to the handsome young delivery guy. She quickened her pace as she circled the waiting room. If she kept eating pizza every night, she'd puff up like a whale, and then the bad guys might never recognize her. She could be safe and fat for the rest of her life. Aya groaned. Safe, fat, bored, and lonesome.

God knows how dead she would be right now. "Are you out stationing again, Harry?" She asks in the softest voice her throat could conjure up at that moment. She could barely smile without looking so terrified of him. Harry was humongous after all, an advert gym floozy, his muscles are not just for show. She heard rumors about how he used to participate in an underground fight with his cousins and the faint scars that scatter around his body were the proof of that. Of course, she knows that Harry would never lay his hand on her like that but from where she is standing now made it impossible not to look down from him.

The little girl nodded her head and had her dinner happily. ^^^^^ Sheila's POV: Six years later........ "Take care, my beautiful." Harry whispered in my ear, wrapping his hand around my swollen stomach. I furrowed my brows and looked back at him through the mirror. "How did you find me beautiful? I look like an elephant!!" I couldn't hide my anxiety but asked. I'm getting more weight day by day, everyone would have forgotten the skinny Sheila even I don't remember my old frame.