~OOooOO~

Griphook arrived back quickly with the portkey. The men looked at each other and Sirius put an arm around Bill. "Let's go."

They each grabbed the portkey and felt the tugging sensation behind their navel. Only Sirius' arm kept Bill from falling over once they landed. Bill sank to his knees anyway, emptying the contents of his stomach. After he was done, Charlie and Sirius helped him stand. The two of them cast cleansing charms and breath freshening charms on Bill.

"Sorry."

"What for? You're pregnant and traveling by portkey is never very nice." Sirius kept a hand around Bill's waist, to help support him.

The house was beautiful. Three stories high with turrets on every corner, it resembled a castle.

The exterior was what appeared to be white marble with black streaks running through it. The many paned windows reflected the sun and clouds, creating a picture perfect setting.

Bill might have enjoyed the sight more, if he weren't still trying to calm his stomach. Portkeys were one of the worst ways to travel. It left him nauseous normally, but to add being pregnant on top of that was excruciating.

Sirius guided Bill to the front door and handed him off to Charlie. He lifted his fist and hammered on the door.

"Bambi! I know you're in there!"

The door was opened by a rather large house elf. "May Morgan help you?"

Sirius moved past the elf. "Looking for my godson."

"No one is here."

"Bullsh-"

"Sirius." Bill admonished the older man.

"Alright. No sense in pissing off the house elves. My godson is Lord Harry Potter. I know he's here. I am Lord Sirius Black. Take me to him."

"In here Siri." The tired voice came from the first door on their left. The three men quickly entered the room. Harry was lying on the sofa, covered with a soft blanket.

Bill's eyes roved over Harry, making sure that he looked okay. He walked to Harry and sat on the edge of the sofa next to him. He picked up one of Harry's hands and kissed the palm. Harry felt the tears starting again. He raised his hand and cupped Bill's cheek.

The other two men and the house elf moved out of the room and quietly closed the door.

"We need to fire-call Molly and Arthur. Is this house on the floo connection?"

"Yes, Lord Black, sir. We is connected here."

"Well then, Morgan, wasn't it? Lead us to it."

~OOooOO~

Bill stared at Harry, taking in the longer hair, the tired eyes and the too pale complexion. He knew he didn't look any better, but Harry was just so beautiful to him. He leaned down and softly brushed his lips against Harry's. He felt the sob against his lips and drew back.

"What is it, Love?"

"I don't want to ruin your life. I can't. I love you too much to put you through that. It's bad enough that I'm going to have your babies, but for you to be pregnant, too?" Harry bit back another sob and buried his head into the pillow underneath it.

Bill gathered Harry into his arms and began rocking him. "Love, you're not ruining my life. A baby will only add to our lives." He glanced down. "Make that two babies."

Harry picked up Bill's hand and brought it to his belly. "Make that three."

Bill's eyes grew wide. He tipped Harry's head up, so that he could look into those emerald green eyes he loved. "You mean...twins?" Harry nodded.

Bill's shout of joy carried through the house. Charlie and Sirius came running and burst through the door, wands at the ready. Seeing nothing wrong, they put their wands away and stared at the scene on the couch. Bill was on his knees, one arm around Harry and his head pillowed on Harry's pregnant belly, holding one of Harry's hands. Harry's other hand was combing through Bill's long red hair, a beautiful smile on his lips.

~OOooOO~

Since the house was connected to the floo system, they decided to have everyone come to them. Harry liked his medi-witch and hadn't wanted to try to find another one. Molly and Arthur went to Hogwarts to get Ron and Hermione. Sirius had quickly gone to Grimmauld Place to get Remus. After everyone had assembled in the living room, Harry told them what had gone through his mind.

"All I could think about was not ruining Bill's life. I mean, what kind of life would he have with a pregnant 17 year old hanging around? I guess that I wasn't thinking too clearly at that point. I panicked. So, I ran. I thought that I'd messed everything up and I didn't think sticking around would make it any better. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry anyone."

Bill, who hadn't let Harry go yet, tightened his arms around him again. "Love, I do understand. But, what made you think that I wouldn't want you there with me? Even if I wasn't pregnant, I still love you. I still need you with me."

"Bill, no one's ever wanted me for me. They always want The Boy Who Lived or The Boy Who Killed Voldemort. I've killed someone. Granted, he was evil, but I have killed someone! I don't know how to behave in a proper relationship. I've never really had one. Not even with Ginny. I think that a lot of her side of the relationship was hero worship. She'd grown up hearing about me, knowing about me. I didn't even know these things. It took a half giant telling me when I was eleven before I knew about me. I'm not even sure I know who I am now. I'm still trying to get over the fact that people had to die, including me, before it was over."

"What do you mean 'including you'?" Sirius joined in on the conversation.

Harry realized that he hadn't told anyone, not even Ron or Hermione. They were all staring at him, horror in their eyes. He knew he had to explain.

"You remember when Hagrid carried me into the castle, during the battle?" All heads nodded yes. "Before that, in the forest, I did die. He hit me with the killing curse again. This time, it hit my scar. It didn't really hit me, but the little piece of his soul that was lodged in that scar. I had been his final horcrux since the time I was 15 months old."

Sirius turned green and looked as if he wanted to pass out. Ron and Hermione were both crying. They had discussed that possibility while hunting for the other horcruxes, but hadn't wanted to believe it. Everyone else's mouths just hung open, in varying degrees of shock.

Bill closed his arms around Harry again and he could feel the heat and wetness of Bill's tears on his shoulder. Harry turned his head and lightly kissed Bill's hair.

"I saw Dumbledore and he said that I had to choose. I could stay there, remain dead, or I could go back and finish it. It would be easier now that last piece was gone. I chose to come back. I chose to end it."

"I'm glad, so glad, that you decided to come back. I would never have known how happy I could be, if you hadn't." Bill was still crying, but the love shining in his eyes took Harry's breath away.

"I'm glad, too. I'm so sorry that I caused anyone to worry. I didn't mean to cause problems."

Sirius made his way to the sofa and knelt down. "Bambi, you have never been, and never will be, a problem. We all love you. One of us in a different way than the rest, but we all love you. I'm glad you came back, too. After losing your parents, I don't think I could stand to lose you, too." Sirius put his arms around Harry to hug him, including Bill in the embrace.

~OOooOO~

Harry had just finished his final N.E.W.T. when the pain hit. He had been uncomfortable all day, feeling like something was off, but he had ignored. it. Now he knew that had been foolish. He tried to stand, to go to where Hermione was quietly talking to Bill, but couldn't seem to lever himself out of his seat. Snape was watching him closely. Ever since he had returned to Hogwarts, after the Christmas holidays, he had felt the potions professor watching him. He didn't know that Severus had promised Charlie and Bill that he would watch over Harry for them.

Severus watched a spasm of pain cross Harry's face and his hand rose to rest on his enormous belly. He realized that Harry had gone into labour. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, please go to the infirmary and inform Madame Pomfrey she will be having a guest...or three soon." He strode over to Harry's chair and easily lifted the young man into his arms. "Prefects, you have the class." He turned and made his way out of the door, following in Bill and Hermione's wake.

~OOooOO~

Not too much later, an exhausted Harry and a still very pregnant Bill were holding their oldest son and daughter. Both babies had bright red hair, but their eyes were, of course, baby blue. The boy's eyes looked like they might remain that color, but the girl's eyes were already looking like they would turn green with time. As the babies made their rounds of the gathered family members, Harry took Bill's hand.

"Thank you. Thank you for coming after me, for making me see that I was wrong. Thank you for loving me. I love you so much." Their lips met in a very simple, but loving kiss.

Just as Bill was pulling away from the kiss, a flash of intense pain showed in his eyes. He groaned and placed his hands on his swollen belly.

"Now?" The question came from Madame Pomfrey, who had just finished making sure that Harry was completely healed from the Caesarean section she had performed just one hour before.

Bill nodded and grasped Harry's hand tightly as he breathed through a contraction. The bed Harry was lying in was magically enlarged to allow Bill to lie down next to his bond-mate. As Madame Pomfrey prepped Bill for the same procedure, Harry carefully leaned over and gently kissed his husband.

15 minutes later, Madame Pomfrey handed Bill their second daughter. Her hair was jet black and looked like it would be just as unruly as her Daddy's. She had been born with her Daddy's intense green eyes. There could be no doubt as to who this child would look like when she grew up.

Tired blue eyes met tired green ones. They both smiled happily. As they fell into an exhausted sleep, Sirius Black looked at his namesake and softly spoke to him.

"Oh what tales we'll have to tell you, Sirius Arthur Weasley-Potter. What tales we'll have to tell you.