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THE FIRST CHAPTER

Harry's new knowledge of how he was to win against Voldermont by dying had pushed him over the edge. His cunning and ambitious brain was now calculating multiple scenarios where he did survive but all horcruxes had to be destroyed. Thus he was coming short of ideas.
He still had the letter from the Parkinson's to their daughter Pansy in his pocket, her sobs echoing in the night with the moon reflecting eerily on the black while Harry lurked like a creep still haunted him. He had not made the girl aware that he had come across her that night. Did she even know the letter was missing?

He could not share the plan with his closest friends as they would confront Dumbledore and his spy Snape ,maybe try to save him. They didn't need to know just yet and Dumbledore must not know he knew too soon. He'd track him 'thinking his sacrificial lamb would run away.
It was a calm semester with little significant death eater activities, thus he could be alone, the letter in his pocket suggested that something big was coming and the students at Hogwarts would definitely be collateral damage.

That next time he saw pansy he was seated at the Gryffindor table purposefully facing the Slytherin table, thrumming his fingers on the table while uttering genric yeah's and mmh's to Ron and Hermione. She 'to his suprise' looked okay, lips painted red, her robes sparkling and her uniform a bit too short but she smiled at Daphne though it did not reach her eyes, she was blissfully unaware of the green eyes of the golden boy were on her, deep in thought.

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Pansy woke up that morning morning resigned to her fate while hoping for a hail Mary save. She spent the last week and weekend sneaking off every night to wallow and sob in despair near the black lake hidden in her little nook behind the large rock. She kept rereading her parents letter till she couldn't anymore and had entered a daze that her 'friends' tried to get her out of but it did not work. The letter in question was now missing, she had no idea who had it (if they read it) they must truly pity her or perhaps would share it and her last term in school would be filled with ridicule and isolation.
Thus she had spent Sunday night looking for the darn thing and when she did not find it, she spent the wee hours of Monday morning casting spells, perfecting her closet and simply practicing to smile without tears pooling in her eyes.
The hardest part was definitely getting her face to stop being puffy and her eyes less red, every time she'd get it right and look like her self she'd start crying all over again.

But this morning her mask was on - whomever had the letter would not intimidate her!

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The highlands of Scotland were ever so windy. Godric, Rowena ,Helga and Salazar must have been sadists to curse all future magical children to schooling in such a dreadfully cold place. Couldn't they have chosen somewhere sunnier with white sandy beaches and happy birds.
This line of thought made Pansy shake her head, seated atop the astrology tower, she would sell a limb to be anywhere tropical! maybe have some fruity ale and dance a bit. This school is or was supposed to be a place where magical children could be safe! It never was, from being sorted into Slytherin and being hated for things people way before her conception did to being called ugly and pug faced (this was a hard blow to a 12 year old's esteem) Draco was her protection at least for the last 6 years.
No one ever called her ugly again after "she became Draco's girlfriend" Well she was not his girlfriend per say! She had just followed him, grabble and goyle around for a whole semester till they had to let her into the squad. It's crazy how everyone just assumed she was shagging Draco or the whole group! Because how could such elite purebloods be friends with her. No one really saw her merits. She was the youngest member of her year, practically a child genius which is why she got her letter at 10 a whole year earlier. Her family had been so proud; not that her education mattered much other than being mentioned as part of her marital eligibility! To child her this just meant she was really smart and special. Hogwarts had a way of changing everything
She had been very proud of herself. But Hogwarts was a dark cold place. The fact that they had the dungeons was definetly not a plus! The tower must be nice for all the Griffindors At least they kept the dungeons warm and well lit in a green under lake glow that looked magical for child Pansy! The dark was not her friend but lately since the dreadful letter she definetly liked the dark t hid her despair and tear. Her eyes were welling up and the wind carried off her scream!
It was exhilarating screaming at the sky and wind! Enough was enough! She should be enjoying her last term in school before her fate not sobbing and hiding in corners.
She headed determined towards the kitchens - Chocolate cake w0uld be the perfect thing paired with a warm mug of something sweet!
She should have noticed the floating head of wonder boy or was it wonder man following her a few steps behind but the girl had too much on her brain.

"Pippy!" she exclaimed coming across her friend Pippy the elf who found her during her second year crying in a cabinet after Ron the hog had called her pug-faced and ugly. The elf had been cleaning and was shocked to find the young mistress in kitchen cabinet. They had formed a friendship which mostly involved Pippy feeding the girl and then having long but somewhat broken dialogue. Pippy who was almost 89 years old had taught the young mistress about make up and Pansy had given the elf clothes, furs and sometimes money! This had inadvertently set the elf free but this was her home and Pansy was her first witch friend thus she kept working there.

"Mistress Parkinson, Hows is you doing? You's can't be in the kitchen todayss!" The elf begun . Pansy grabbed the elf spun her around laughing "Ohh hush Pippy! You've missed me! Any cake today?"

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The chosen boy now turned stalker man grabbed his wand thinking Pansy meant harm to the little elf but was gobsmacked shocked when he realised they were hugging! How very unusual to see a pureblood hugging an elf. The plan in his mind was now becoming much more detailed and he was sure he was doing the right thing! He had followed her up the astrology tower thinking she would do something bad t her self then she sat there thinking and screaming. He thought of approaching her then but she suddenly stood looking determined and stomped off! His head was outside his cloak had she been paying attention she would have seen him.
Now he watched as the two hid in a nook on the wall eating what looed to be cake and tea? He could go to close the elf may notice his aura! thus he stood on the other side of the hallways as the two unlikely friends ate with the elf talking animatedly to Pansy and her giggling at whatever was being said. He lost track of time and his egs were turning numb maybe he need to try again later! When he saw the elf rather than heard her screech! Pansy was now sobbing into her knees and the elf was now turning round and round as it lamenting then she stopped. Hugged Pansy and then looked directly at potter or the spot potter was in with his head floating in mid air like a helium ballon.

He didn't duck fast enough!

The litle thing ran across the room before Harry could react and pulled the cloak of him revealing fully a very very horrified Pansy! Harry put up his hands in defense saying "I can explain!" as anger slowly replaced pansy's horrification.
"Potter?!" she asked
He swallowed!

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This was definitely not time to shy away or rethink his plan! He wanted to be the best he wanted his legacy to continue, thus being exposed by Pippy in front of Pansy was not the Confrontation he had in mind. In fact if he could he would have first sent a letter telling her that he (anonymously) had her letter and that he would like to meet with her anonymously in the room of requirement. This in his mind would give her a chance to think of all possible scenarios then be surprised by his offer.
Alas that was not to be there for while Pansy was shocked to see his head floating in front of them and Pippy grabbing the invisible cloak off him. Pansy quickly got control of her thoughts and Limbs and tried to rush down the hallway she had tears gathering in her eyes and her mind constantly chatting oh no oh no oh! Not really sure why she was running but did not want a confrontation with Harry in her current emotional state she would probably cry at anything he said remotely mean.

Harry was quicker than her Casting a Immobulus freezing her in place her arms and legs born straight with a levitating spell preventing her from falling over and hurry approached her quickly robes blowing in the Gentle Wind and hearing from the window at the end of the hall Pipy deciding to give the two some privacy but worried for her young friend pansy but knowing that the chosen one would not harm her she went back to her normal elf duties.
Pansy's eyes moved to the Harry despite not being able to move her face was frozen in fear and Harry felt a tinge of guiltiness in his gut for doing this but he needed to speak to her in a safe environment with no ears, where he could explain that he had a solution to her problems so she had no reason to really be that afraid.

Speaking to her gently like a cornered animal, Harry soothed her hair
“I just want to speak to you please come with me. Don’t run just 10 minutes!” Then cast the undo spell releasing Pansy .She landed on the ground with a soft tap she wasn't that far above the ground she stood quickly settling her skirt and her robes and pushing her hair behind her ears looking at him expectantly but still looking like she wanted to be anywhere else.
Harry taking her silence and wide liquid eyes as a sign that she was willing to listen then grabbed her tiny wrist which felt delicate in his hand and started marching her towards the room of requirements where he could have a conversation with her about what he wanted to propose and the plan he had in place to protect her and get what he wanted.

Getting to the room of requirement without too many eye seeing them is a bit of a hustle thus to keep unwanted eyes away he very quickly covered them with his invisibility cloak holding Pansy infront of him with his left hand and his map on the right
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Pansy’s head was swimming with lots of thoughts. What was happening? what was going on and why Potter-the boy who lived was holding her slytherin hand but she kept quiet and kept walking she was too scared to say anything but a bit hopefull after all he was too much of a goody two shoes to harm her It was a bit worrisome being seen with him by her house mates, she could no longer trust them they would probably be happy that the proud Parkinson princess was about to meet her doom.

She was also afraid of the girls knowing what is about to happen. It was a cause of Shame that she was to be gifted as a common gift to the dark lords drones. It could also cause unnecessary an hate with them finding out perhaps she would be gifted to their future husbands. The thought made her shiver and wonder how her father agreed to such a horrible deal considering the cunning and business oriented man he was but perhaps this was his way of saving his skin from getting the dark mark.
Perhaps he was giving away his only child to be used just to protect his bloody pure bloodiness. Him like many of the pure blood families that believed Voldemort was the key to separating Wizarding from muggles had always believed the dark lord was below them but a means to an end. In fact he is not to be followed blindly only when they're interest aligned and it seemed the interests had stopped aligning and Pansy was paying the price
Anger bubbles and she’s about to snap when Harry holds her shoulders waiting for a group of sixth years to pass. His breath tickled the back of her neck and she realized just how close they were standing.

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Pansy had always been a loner, but Harry had sensed something different about her lately. Something dark and dangerous. When he had found the letter near the school black, he knew it was a chance just not what chance.
The letter was written with no emotion as if to a stranger asking about directions , but he had heard her cry.He knew she did not want any of this.
They finally arrived in the room of requirement and Harry removed the cloak moving slightly away from her.

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She looked up as he looked at her, her expression guarded.
"What do you want?" she asked, crossing her arms defensively.
Harry held out the letter. "I found this near the lake. I know it's connected to you."

Pansy's eyes widened as she snatched the letter from Harry hand. She scanned the text, her expression turning to one of fear. "How did you find this?" she demanded.
"It doesn't matter how I found it," he replied firmly. "What matters is what it says. It's about the dark lord that's rising, and it mentions you by name. You're set to be a sacrifice."

Pansy paled at his words. "I know," she whispered. "I've known for a while now. I thought I could handle it on my own."
"You can't," He insisted. "No one can. We have to work together if we're going to stop the dark lord."

Pansy shook her head. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't want any part of this."
"You don't have a choice," Harry said. "If you don't help me, you'll be hurt used discarded and maybe even killed. And so will everyone else."

Pansy's eyes widened in horror. "What can I do?" she asked.
Harry took a deep breath. "I have to find the artifacts. The ones that can defeat the dark lord. But I can't do it alone. We need each other."

Pansy hesitated for a moment wondering why he would need her help when he had all the griffindors including his Weasley and the mudblood granger who despite Pansy not liking her was very smart.
She then nodded. "Okay," she said. "I'll help you. I don't have that many options do I?"
Harry smiled, relieved. "That's okay. I have a plan."

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Harry studied her carefully, her expression growing more determined with each passing moment. He could see the courage in her eyes as well as hope mixed with desperation, and he knew they could do this together.

He hesitated before uttering the words that turned an already pale Pansy white
"I need you to carry the potter heir!" He said

Her eyes widened. She took a step back turned white and fainted.

Harry reached for her before she could hit the floor and the room conveniently provided a large couch where he placed her.
This was a good reaction in his books . She didn't hex him but he did wonder why she fainted ... He was rather handsome if you asked the girls in school

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Harry sat beside her sleeping form reading an old magical text that they would need for his plan to work.
It had been around two hours since pansy fainted and it must have been around 7pm. Ron and Hermione would be wondering where he is.
He had casted a diagnostic charm on Pansy and all was well but it looked like her energy levels were too low thus he cast a dreamless sleep spell on her and go to his reading.
Part A of his foolish plan was to get someone pregnant. That person now just happened to be Pansy now.
This was part A because he knew the chances of him surviving were low. This his contingency plan to ensure the potter name continued.

He'd also set up a trust that would donate 10% yearly to orphaned children who were Muggle born, so that what happened to him with his mothers aunt did not happen to any other child. The goblin had been glad to set it up but the magic that ran the vaults needed a live potter heir to continue the donations and with him being the last of his line it meant the funds would probably never reach their destination. He wasn't ready just yet to move on from his horrible childhood.

Infact a big worry he had now was how would Pansy treat his child. The idea that she may reject him did not seem likely. After all he was definitely a better lay than being passed around by death eaters.
The text he was reading was A wizards guide to getting a son. It didn't matter to him whether the child was a boy or girl. But this is the only magical text her could find.

The girl beside him stirred causing the light blanket he had placed on her to slip. Exposing her thigh and Harry knew that getting it up would not be an issue

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Pansy could hear pages flipping above her a warm blanket over her as she stirred. This was a surreal experience. She hallucinated that the boy who lived wanted to procreate with her.
That was absolutely absurd. Not because she was lacking infact anyone who'd we'd her was lucky and chosen. It was absurd because they were eternal enemies. Well actually they weren't enemies to that was Draco. She and him were on opposite sides of what was beginning to look like a never ending war.

" I know you are awake," potter said putting aside his book.

Pansy stirred not that she was pretending to still be asleep she was just getting her thoughts in order. She woke up moving the the far end of the couch they were both on. And looking apprehensively at boy wonder.

" You ... you want to procreate with me?? Pansy Parkinson.... Slytherin? Cold blooded?"

Harry chuckled, he didn't expect her to wake up with her claws out and ready to dive into his statement before she fainted.

" You weren't very cold sleeping on me ." he said 

Pansy blushed pulling the blanked over her legs then huffed
" You don't actually fancy me do you potter?"

He had to be careful answering this after all he didn't have the time to look for someone else desperate enough to eve. agree to his hair brained pan considering the stakes.

"Let's just say I see a way for us to help each other," he paused looking at her wide eyes and hair in disarray, if she wasn't a slytherin and mean to the bone he'd have found her pretty.
"Also I don't see you running out of here into the arms of your side- who have nefarious plans with you!"

This brought back the whole situation and Pansy took a deep breath willing herself to be brave for once. For herself. For the girl who before coming to starting at Hogwarts was brave with big dreams and hopes of meeting her prince charming. Her dreams were rather pathetic - to be loved. Maybe a morsel of kindness from her parents. To be more than a bargaining chip to forge relationships.

You can't pant a tree in a pot and expect it to grow beyond it's environment. All she could do was hope to be loved and chosen. Then she was sorted into slytherin and that was a downhill slope. Her house was cold, weakness was not tolerated and in most cases exploited. It's one of the reasons she was so afraid they'd read her parents letters.
All of her friends would switch on her. Even those that didn't want to would have to just to survive. The dark load and his fanatics had little to no regard for personal loyalties. They made them easier to control.

"Okay Potter, I'll bite. If you wanted to help me knowing what is waiting for me you'd have offered me a safehouse. But you don't to help me. What do you want?"
She said her stealy tone known for it's ability to crush the spirit of its victims coming out. Her hands around her chest as if she's hugging herself.

Potter almost stammered wondering where the teary scared woman had disappeared to. But this was perfect a testament of why she just may be the one to survive this.

"I want us both to help each other!"
Potter pushed his glasses up, " I mean I doubt any of the order members would give you safe harbour, you did spend the last 8 years bullying them... and following malfoy around like a moth to light"

Pansy stood up ready to bolt and save what little dignity she had left. But potter was quick holding her wrist. "Listen to me , I am not insulting you just stating facts"

She sat with a hummp. " Okay go on" in her smart little slytherin head she knew she didn't have many options and she always believed in knowing all of your enemies thoughts. Again Potter was not her enemy they were just on opposite sides of something bigger than them. She had to remind herself of this. She wasn't a death eater just the daughter to some horrible abusive people.

"The order wouldn't protect you as you are..." Potter continued sitting across from her on the ottoman. "But if you were carrying the chosen ones child, my child, I bet you my life they would move the heavens to protect you!"

Pieces were finally starting to fall into place inside her head.
" But would they believe me?" "Assuming I agreed to this... what makes you think they would believe me?"

" Oh don't worry about that, you just have to get pregnant leave the rest to me!".
"What if the order falls and you fall, I'm left holding the baby of the dark lords worst foe. What will I do then? I'm sure they will find a worse fate for me than being a death eaters toy! and what about our baby?!"

Potter was very happy with where this conversation was going. He didn't want to fool an innocent girl that this plan was full proof, they had to be aware of the dangers and with Pansy he didn't have to explain to her! She knew the darkness of the darklord. Her parents had practically handed her over to him.

"I'll make countermeasures for everything. The less you know the better, after all the head of your house is a good legimence and Voldemort too"

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Pansy mind was running across different scenarios, all the many options she didn't have and all the reasons she shouldn't do this .The list went like so
1. She'd have to be pregnant during a war
2. It would be Potters baby - a griffindor
3. If his side failed she'd be royally fucked
4. If his side won she'd have to be a mother at 19 with someone she didn't love
5. She'd probably grow fat
The reasons she should do this went like
1. He was offering her a way out - protection. Something she currently sorely needed and which her family had failed to provide.
There are probably many many reasons to say no but that's all she could come up with in the silence that stretched between them.
"Okay Potter, Do you have a spell to do this?"

If Harry could jump and scream eureka he would but he couldn't he needed to be calm and collected like Hermione. He needed to think ahead after all he was going to be responsible for two lives.

" What do you mean a spell?" He was puzzled.
"Well a spell to get me pregnant!!" She clarified

"Oh, there's no such spell for magical folks... er ... I looked. There's spells to increase fertility, to choose the babies sex but the conception has to be the old fashioned way. Er sorry?"

Pansy gasped and Harry was worried she'd faint again.

"So, you and me have to do it?" She asked blushing and appalled.
"Yes, Pansy! You'll have to sleep with a griffindor." Harry added wondering what was the big deal. If the rumors were correct she'd been sleeping with malfoy since 5yr and also a few other Slytherin boys. Harry should have known better than to believe rumors after all he had had so many nasty rumors spread about him and Hermione and Ron.

"But we aren't together like that, we aren't married!" Her whole face now red.
" Well neither are you and malfoy or all your other conquests... so I don't get the big deal?" Harry was never good at reading women. He would have know where to shit up and stop.
All too soon his cheek was on fire where Pansy slapped him. She now stood seething Infront of him.

If she had any other option, she would have left immediately. But as Slytherin as she was she knew how to survive.Sadly she had expected better of the chosen one with all his griffindor goodness. Infact she was beginning to see all the flaws of the world around her lately.

"I am a virgin! You absolute potato. How dare you"

Harry was dump founded, really he was. But again he should know better that to insinuate that the future mother of his child was a harlot.
This was not a good start

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A Delicate Decision

The Room of Requirement shimmered into existence, responding to the unspoken needs of its occupants. Harry and Pansy found themselves in a cozy space with soft, ambient lighting and a comfortable brown leather couch that invited them to sit and talk. The air was thick with tension as they faced each other, the weight of their impending decision hanging heavily in the room. Harry had gotten her to calm down after his blatant insult and a pot of tea brewing in the makeshift kitchen the room had provided. The tea was almost ready and the cups floated towards the kettle.

Pansy traced patterns on her lap with her fingers, her expression troubled. "Harry, I do need help, but bringing a child into this world during a war? It's madness. It's dangerous." She was now calm and thinking more deeply about what he wanted ignoring the process of getting pregnant and focusing on the after math.

Harry sat down beside her, his green eyes reflecting a mix of determination and concern. "I understand the risks, Pansy, but we can't let fear dictate our choices. I can provide protection, a stable source of income and a home for our child. And I'll do everything in my power to keep you and the baby safe."

Pansy looked at him, her eyes searching his for sincerity. "Harry, you're the Chosen One, the dark lords weakness. The war will start raging, and you will be at the forefront. What if something happens to you? What then? How do I raise our child alone?" No where in Harry's plans was he to ever see the child but he had kept that to himself, after all defeating voldermont meant his death but he did not feel the need to tell Pansy she'd be a single mother and a widow at 19.

Harry took a deep breath reading his lie and reaching for Pansy's hand. "I won't let anything happen to me, Pansy. I promise. And if the worst does occur, you won't be alone. The wizarding world will rally around you, and I'll make sure you have all the support you need."

Pansy sighed, torn between survival and her fear for the future. "But it's not just about me, Harry. What kind of life will our child have? Growing up in a world torn by war, uncertainty, and fear?"

Harry gently cupped Pansy's face, forcing her to meet his gaze, he was happy she was starting to refer to their theoretical child. "Our child will have the strength and resilience that comes from being part of something greater than themselves. They'll know love, compassion, and the importance of fighting for what's right. We can give them a future filled with hope." He hoped she had enough love to give and if she didn't his friends would chip in, help her if she'd let them, in fact he was starting to think he needed to leave a mandatory guardianship that way he's friends or one of them would always have access to the child no matter what. It was coniving of him to think this way but he knew nothing of the girl other than her cold and mean behavior over the years. The goal was to have a happy home not what he'd undergone at his aunts place.

Pansy leaned into his touch, conflicted emotions playing across her features. "I want to believe that, Harry. I really do. But what if we're being selfish? What if we're putting our desires above the safety of a child?"

Harry sighed, his forehead resting against hers, this was getting intimate, his heart was glad to hear her thinking more about their theoretical child well being. "Pansy, I'm not asking you to make this decision lightly. I know the risks, and I understand your concerns. But I can't imagine any other way for us to get our way- me an heir you protection from your parents and the darklord. I want to give you a chance, no matter how uncertain it may be but I won't force it, you can still walk away if you want."

They sat in silence for a moment, the weight of their choices pressing down on them. Finally, Pansy spoke, her voice soft but resolute. "If we do this, Harry, it has to be a decision we make together. No matter what happens, we face it as a team, you have to be part of it."

Harry nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Pansy. We'll have a secret marriage, ensure everything is in order."

As they held each other in the Room of Requirement, surrounded by the warm glow of the gentle fire and with two cups of tea floating towards them, Harry leaned in to kiss the girl, gently and for a minute all was well with the world and the magic of Hogwarts sang!

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Next week!
The kissed they shared changed a lot. Pansy now no longer sobbed at every given moment alone. She no longer had to cast anti red eyes charms or pretend to smile, She had hope and changed a lot. Her biggest challenge was to avoid staring at Harry during their classes or pevent the blush that took over her face when she thought about how it felt snogging harry and the excitement of the future, of losing her virginity with her consent.
The Hogwarts castle buzzed with the usual activity of students and staff going about their routines. The air was thick with anticipation as Harry and Pansy discreetly made their way through the halls, avoiding curious eyes. The castle seemed to hold its breath as they finally reached the Room of Requirement once again.

The door slid open, revealing the familiar space with the brown leather couch and the soft, ambient lighting. Harry and Pansy entered, their hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The weight of their secret rendezvous hung in the air, adding an element of thrill to their forbidden meeting. As the door closed behind them, Pansy turned to Harry, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. He took her hands in his, the warmth of their connection grounding them in the moment. Without words, they shared a knowing look, understanding the gravity of their decision and the risks they were taking. The soft glow of the room cast a warm ambiance, creating an intimate atmosphere that felt like a sanctuary away from the chaos of the outside world. Harry and Pansy closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender and passionate kiss. It was a kiss filled with the hope of a shared future and the courage to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Breaking the kiss, they looked into each other's eyes, a silent exchange of vows passing between them. The room seemed to hold the echo of their whispered promises as they settled onto the brown leather couch, their hands entwined. As she talked and planned for the future, their voices remained hushed, aware of the secrecy they needed to maintain. The weight of the war outside was momentarily forgotten, replaced by the warmth of their connection and the hope that their plan could solve the challenges ahead.
Harry's heart broke every time she spoke about the future she believed if it was a boy he'd be a griffindor but a girl would definitely be a slytherin, how harry would teach their child quidditch and she'd make fashionable team clothes for both of them, maybe even matching robes.
Time slipped away as they lost themselves in each other's company, savoring the stolen moments in the Room of Requirement. The outside world could wait; for now, they found solace in the shared intimacy it wasn't painful as her mama had once said it would be, Harry was gentle and his kisses stole her breath, their first time had been slow and unrushed. He held her like she was precious, her moans filled the room and harry's grunt as he finished deep inside her was extremely satisfying, this was the first time they spent the night together and come morning they agreed to always go back to their dorms to avoid raising suspicion with both of them gone. Truth be told that had been the first night Harry had slept through the night, he felt at ease the next day. Two nights later they cast a diagnostic charm holding there breath as the glowing ball worked only for it to turn red meaning negative, she wasn't pregnant yet. They just needed to double their efforts. The old book Harry read suggested various dietary changes to Pansy's diet which is how she found herself eating more fruits and vegetables than she cared for, increasing her intake of meat, in fact her plate during dinner had lately gotten an odd look from Draco who had lately been in his own world and Daphne commented on it suggesting she stop trying to out eat Hagrid, Mortified Pansy had resorted to sneaking off to eat with Poppy after meals ensuring the elf only brought heathy snacks to their hidden nook in the wall.
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As Harry and Pansy continued their clandestine meetings in the Room of Requirement, Harry couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to do more, time was against them and things could change at any time, they needed a positive test result soon so he could move on to phase two. Unbeknownst to Pansy, he delved into ancient and powerful magic, seeking a boosted fertility spell that would increase their chances. Little did he know that the magic he tampered with had unforeseen consequences.

One evening, before their stolen kisses went too far, Harry decided to cast the enhanced fertility spell. He told her it was just a simple spell, kissing her again before he spoke the incantations with a determined yet cautious tone, his wand weaving intricate patterns in the air. Unbeknownst to him, the magical energies intertwined with Pansy's essence in a way that went beyond mere fertility enhancement.

As the magic settled, Pansy felt a subtle but profound shift within herself. It was as if a dormant aspect of her magical core had been awakened. Unbeknownst to both of them, the spell had not only boosted fertility but also triggered a latent magical trait – Pansy was becoming an Omega. Confused and unable to comprehend the sudden changes within her, Pansy looked to Harry with questioning eyes. He, too, sensed something was different but couldn't quite put his finger on it. The room seemed to hum with an unseen force, a magical resonance echoing the altered nature of their connection. That night they had mind blowing orgasms and Pansy cried when it was time to go back to her dorm refusing to let go of harry. He had to give her his jumper and their walk in the cloak was different, she kept her hand on him at all times even on the staircases which she'd never done.

The days that followed brought subtle changes in Pansy's demeanor and physicality. She felt an inexplicable pull towards Harry and a weird need to clean and re arrange her closet, she'd even gone to room of requirement to clean which made no sense since it did rearrange itself to suit it's users needs, a magnetic force that intensified their bond. Simultaneously, her magical aura emitted a subtle pheromonal scent that only those attuned to it could perceive. She noticed a shift on how the guys acted around her. Snape had looked at her weirdly during class as if he could see through her then looked at Harry. Pansy assured herself she was being paranoid and there was no way for him to know their plans.

In their secret meetings, the dynamic between Harry and Pansy shifted. A new undercurrent of intimacy, an instinctual connection, manifested without either of them fully understanding why. Pansy found herself drawn to seek comfort and protection from Harry, while he felt an instinctual need to provide for and safeguard her.

The unintended consequences of the boosted fertility spell added complexity to their already delicate situation. As they navigated the challenges of upcoming war and secrecy, the magical bond between Harry and Pansy deepened, setting the stage for a future neither of them had anticipated. Little did they know that the magic that would reshape the course of their lives.

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Pansy did not feel like herself. That is how she found herself alone for the first time in a long while in the library writing a letter anonymously to give to Madam Pomfrey when she interned there during the next upcoming weeks. The internship was a secret she had applied for the previous year while she was figuring out what she'd do when she graduated. That seemed like a decade ago. Back then, she thought she had it all figured out:

Her letter went like this:

Hello Madam,

I'm doing research on what healing spells would you recommend for the following symptoms:

- Constant fever flares
- Obsessive cleaning habits
- Extreme discharge
- Constant horniness
- Attachment issues
- Emotional distress if not near someone

She canceled this again and burned it up quickly, feeling mortified, and decided to go to class before she was late. Snape was a hard teacher to explain tardiness to. She got there just in time but had to sit with Draco, whom she'd been avoiding. She felt really warm, and her magic felt agitated. Her first pot blew up much to Snape's disappointment. His cutting eyes assessed her from his desk.

"Miss Parkinson, I'm sure if you applied yourself better we would not need to clean up after you all day!" Pansy gasped, realizing everyone was staring at her, tears pooled in her eyes for no apparent reason, and she started to hyperventilate. Her skin felt itchy - Draco grabbed her hand, which made her magic react in a volatile fashion, pushing him up against the wall, and their table cleared... Snape stood abruptly, and her magic reacted, creating a solid bubble around her that grew, pushing everyone away. Scared at this level of magic, Pansy sat crouched, closing her eyes and ears, hoping this wasn't happening. Snape quickly began evacuating the rest of the students.

As the commotion settled and students were ushered out, Harry Potter, who had been sitting nearby with his friends, glanced back at Pansy, feeling a sense of unease. He remembered his own struggles with controlling his magic and wondered if Pansy was going through something similar.

But Harry had another reason for his concern. He and Pansy had a bond, a fact known only to the both of them. Their relationship had blossomed unexpectedly, born out of shared experiences and clandestine meetings in the hidden corners of Hogwarts. Harry couldn't help but worry about Pansy's well-being, knowing that she was grappling with something beyond their control possibly caused by the spell he cast.
Their bond pushed him to go to her - to comfort her.

Outside the classroom, whispers spread like wildfire among the students, speculating about what had just occurred. Some whispered about Pansy's strange behavior, while others wondered if it was some sort of dark magic at play.

Meanwhile, in the depths of Hogwarts, a shadowy figure observed the events unfolding with keen interest. Lord Voldemort, ever vigilant for signs of instability within the wizarding world, sensed a disturbance in the magical currents. Could this be an opportunity to exploit the vulnerabilities of Hogwarts and its students?

Unbeknownst to all, darker forces were at work, and the events of that day would set into motion a chain of events that would test the courage and resilience of not just Pansy Parkinson & Harry potter, but of all those within the walls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And in the midst of it all, Harry Potter would stand by Pansy's side, determined to protect her at any cost.