Hey, everyone! Well, here is the new version of Potions Fume. Reading over my old Potions Fume, Baby Boom, and Ministry Doom story... I realized that it didn't flow right. Plus, I've gotten a few flames from people that said some hurtful things. :) That's okay, though. I'm going to change the story, and hopefully, this version will flow better and make better sense. I'm also making this a 7th-year fic! (Voldie's dead) Please enjoy!

Chapter One:

Harry walked into the Potions classroom. This would always be his least-favorite class. He sighed when he saw Severus Snape hiding in the shadows of the room, but he didn't say anything. Harry sat down, and pulled out his book, ignoring the chatter of his fellow 7th years.

'He saw me?' Severus thought to himself. 'How is that possible? Potter never notices anything important! Well, might as well get this class over with.' Severus flicked his wand and the door slammed shut, quieting the class pretty quickly. Then he stepped out of the shadows. "Today, we will be brewing a very complex potion so pay attention to what you are doing. This potion is to help a couple see if they are fertile. St. Mungo's has asked me to bring a few over in a few days so I'll be taking the best two potions from today, and some of my own, to them." He saw everyone look around, nervously, and embarrassed. Then he continued, "Well, what are you waiting for? The directions are on the board. Pay specific detail on the order in which you add the ingredients, and when."

Harry read the instructions carefully and went to grab the ingredients. He was reaching up to grab the last ingredient when a hand came up from behind him to grab the same ingredient. "Hey!"

"Relax, Potter," a voice drawled. "I was getting it for you. You're so short, that you would have taken too long to get it."

Harry turned. His 5'5" frame was dwarfed by Malfoy's 6'2" muscled frame. Harry frowned. "Not my fault I'm so short..." he muttered as he grabbed the offered ingredient, and walked back into the classroom. He got to work on his potion, and it was starting to look really good, when Neville added 3 drops of Essence of Lily instead of 2 drops to his own cauldron. Harry turned to look at the blue smoke coming off of Neville's potion. "Um, Professor? I think Neville did something wrong." Neville had been let into the class after his Potions skill had gotten better, but he still made mistakes sometimes. At least he didn't blow stuff up, or melt cauldrons, anymore.

Severus walked over to their table. He frowned at the blue smoke, and banished it before it could leave the room. "I don't recognize that kind of smoke cloud. I'll research it a bit. If anyone experiences any odd symptoms from this, go see Madam Pomfrey immediately." The students nodded, and the bell rang, signalling the end of class. "Dismissed."

The rest of the day, Harry felt fine. He made it through his classes, and meal times, before making his way to bed. The next morning, however, he felt a little nauseous. Harry grabbed his clothes, and went through his morning routine hoping that the sick feeling would go away. He made it to the Great Hall, but his stomach was rolling. He saw a green-tinged Hermione sitting in front of Ron. Harry walked over to her right as breakfast appeared on the tables. Harry saw Ron pile food on his plate and begin stuffing his face. Harry swallowed, and grabbed Hermione. "Let's go."

Hermione nodded slightly, swallowing the feeling of bile. She looked at Harry, and noticed how pale he was. "Oh, Harry, you too?"

Harry gasped out a 'yes', and he led his friend out of the Great Hall.

Draco looked up from his table to see how pale Potter was. He also noticed that Granger was a little green. He frowned when he saw them leave and he also noticed that Theo wasn't in the Great Hall. "I'll be right back." He distractedly removed Pansy's hand from his knee and stood up. Leaving the Great Hall, he quickly caught up to Potter and Granger. "Potter, Granger! Would either of you know where Theo is?"

Harry swallowed a few times and said, "I don't know... but, if he was pale or green-tinged this morning, he's probably in the Hospital wing. We're heading there now, if you want to join us." Then he lost what little color he had as he swayed a bit.

Draco rushed to catch Potter before he fell, and held him securely by the waist. "Come on Potter. Don't faint on me now." He also grabbed onto Granger. "Ok. Let's go." He slowly, but surely, got the two to the Hospital Wing. "Madam, you have patients." Draco watched as Madam Pomfrey helped Granger into a bed, and then he blinked and helped Potter into the bed next to Granger. The black-haired teen was still pale, worriedly so. Draco frowned at the look on Potter's face. Then he looked around for his fellow Slytherin. Seeing Theodore (Theo), Draco walked over. "Theo, what's wrong?"

Theo was pale, with a slight green tinge. "Oh, Draco. When did you get here? Never mind." He shook his head, before turning a little more green. "You remember the potions accident?" When Draco nodded, he continued, "Well, apparently, I'm now pregnant."

Draco stared at his friend. "What?"

"I'm pregnant," Theo replied. He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know what I'm going to do, Draco." He glanced at the two Gryffindors. "I guess they are pregnant too, based on the look on their faces."

Draco looked over. Sure enough, Potter and Granger were looking at Madam Pomfrey in shock. Draco shook his head in bewilderment. "Longbottom turned a potion -that was supposed to show if a couple was fertile- into a blue cloud that impregnated students? Only three students?" He frowned, and turned back to Theo. "Were you told how many kids you might be having? Or who the other parent might be?"

Theo smiled slightly at the mild excitement his childhood friend was trying to hide. "Normally, it would be impossible to tell this early how many I'm carrying, or who the other parent is, but Madam Pomfrey used a specialized spell to detect potion-induced pregnancies. I only have the one baby, but we don't know who is the other parent yet. Madam Pomfrey said that the Ministry has the right spell for that, and that she'll contact them to have someone come over soon."

"I'm happy for you," Draco said, smiling slightly in return. "You deserve a family that will love you. Maybe you wouldn't have started a family while still in school, but there's nothing we can do about that."

Theo raised an eyebrow. "We?"

Draco blushed. "Well, I'm not going to let my best friend go through this alone. I'll help in any way I can."

"Say what?!" Potter's voice yelled out, squeaking at the end. Both Slytherins looked over as the boy wonder stared at the mediwitch.

Madam Pomfrey sighed and repeated herself, "You are carrying triplets, Mr. Potter. Here, I can do the spell again to show you." She pointed her wand at the teen's stomach and cast the spell. There were three slow flashes of white above Potter's stomach, and the brunet boy fainted.