Chapter 22 A Healer's Appointment

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'Were you treated for the Stunning?' asked the healer.

 

'Naturally,' Lucius said.

 

Harry would never know how Lucius managed it. Somehow Lucius was able to look both aloof and insulted at the same time with the regal air that Lucius almost always possessed. The only times when Harry had seen Lucius without his airs and graces was last night after the mental torture his father had put his lover through and after particularly rough couplings.

 

'Who was the healer?' asked the healer.

 

'Mediwizard and Potions Master Professor Severus Snape,' Lucius replied.

 

'Any concussion?' asked the healer.

 

'No,' Harry said.

 

'In the last month have you performed any high powered magic?' asked the healer.

 

'No,' Harry said again.

 

'Has your diet or sleeping schedule changed any over the last month?' asked the healer.

 

'No,' Harry said again.

 

'Are there any hereditary illnesses in your family?' asked the healer.

 

'None that I am aware of,' replied Harry.

 

'Do you feel ready for a child?' asked the healer.

 

'Yes,' Lucius said at the same time Harry said, 'no.'

 

'You are aware that asides from if the pregnant witch or wizard is in danger from carrying the child abortion is illegal,' the healer said, 'so if you feel unable to care for the child other options are available.'

 

Harry didn't say anything just looked at his feet. Harry didn't not want his child. Harry had always wanted a family but not so young in such a mess of a relationship. When Harry growing up had pictured a family he had picture a man, a woman and two children.

 

When Harry had realised he was gay Harry had still wanted children and a loving partner but the children would be adopted. When Harry had realised it was possible for two men to have their own children Harry had been ecstatic but he had never imagined him having children so young with Lucius. Harry was frightened of screwing up with the child.

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