Stale fawn: Part 4 + links
Title: Stale Fawn
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sirius/James
Part: 4/15
Warnings: Mpreg. Slash. Character death. (almost) crossdressing. Sex toys.
Summary: A tragedy brings something unexpected upon the Marauders. Something that will bring out secrets, romances and just maybe, a new life. The nine month journey that will bring the friends closer than any of them ever thought…
Note: There is a minor pairing that might squick people. It is none graphic and saying it would spoil, so just be warned. For all those curious...
Stale Fawn = Spontaneous male impregnantion (The fawn part is kinda obvious when you read, but it comes into it later)
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Stale fawn: Chapter 4
“Petey!”
“Mommy!” Remus, James and Sirius watched three days later as Peter and his mother embraced affectionately at the door of their flat. His father having left when he was three, it was just the two and his older sister, who’d moved out a year before anyway.
Even if they hadn’t known him, they would have easily been able to see how close the two were by their behaviour. Finally, Mrs. Pettigrew, a large woman with the palest skin and white-blonde hair, showing her northern European descent, dragged her eyes away from her equally plump son.
“You never say you bringing all, thought you mean-”
“Mom!”
“Oh right, no matter. Come please. Stay at Hogwarts not mean not welcome to visit.” She stepped aside to let them into her home. She watched them proudly like they were all her own.
As she shut the door behind Sirius, she hugged him suddenly from behind and the look of his face said that he clearly wasn’t expecting it either.
“Haven’t see you in longest, Sirius.” She said and put him down, turning him round and looking at him. “You become handsome man. Big and strong.” She said feeling his arm muscle.
“And you’re still as beautiful as I remember Mrs. Pettigrew.” She giggled and blushed, swatting a hand playfully at him on the arm.
“Name is Inga.” Peter soon hurried them to his bedroom, rejecting his mother’s offer of tea and biscuits. Sirius rubbed his arm once she was out of sight.
“I forgot how strong your mother is, Wormtail.” He laughed and Peter grumbled as walked into his room. It, like the rest of their home, wasn’t large but was very homely, with lots of posters, photographs and little knick-knacks around it. Some pink still remained along with the second bed that had belonged to his sister.
“Maybe that’ll each you not to flirt with her next time.”
“She started it.” Remus could see a fight brewing and as usual, played the role of peacemaker, this time by distraction.
“So we’re going to go into the library, get the books and go. She won’t notice anything, right Peter?”
“Yeah, she mostly used them when she was training, so she won’t look for a specific one unless it’s just for reference.”
“Then let’s get this done, the sooner we find out about the ‘condition’ the better.” He said and the others nodded. They had to go through the entrance room again to get to the library, which also doubled as the lounge and dining room. Against their hopes, Peter’s mother was sitting at small dining room table drinking tea and reading a book. She looked up as they emerged from Peter’s bedroom.
“Where you go? Leave already?” She said frowning worriedly.
“We just need to look something up in the library.”
“I help you.” None of them had thought of her wondering what they were up to. They needed some sort of distraction. Peter knew where the books were and Remus would know what to take. Peter had mentioned that a few years ago his mother knew his hairdresser was pregnant before she was even showing, so leaving James in her company wouldn’t be smart. And that left…
“Pour me a cuppa then Inga and we’ll have a chat.” Inga giggled and Sirius grinned as he approached the table. The others quietly slipped into the small library that was actually a walk-in cupboard.
“Wow, that’s a lot of books.” James said as Peter skipped through the first of the four shelves surrounding them. He showed them the fifth level from the floor and Remus bent down, picking up one book and skimming through it.
“It’s a pregnancy book, it should give some decent information.” He said as he closed it and handed it to James. “Let’s see if there are anymore.”
By the time they were done, they had found five others, all varying from symptoms and how to relieve them, developments in each trimester to how to prevent miscarriage. James took his bundled up invisibility cloak from his pocket and wrapped it around them, hiding them in the front of his robes.
Meanwhile, Sirius sat at the table, genuinely interested in what Inga was saying.
“Mary gone and Peter finishing. Then I go back to home country.”
“So you just stayed here for twenty years, even after your husband left for your children?” She nodded. “Why?”
“You see Sirius, you see someday. You do anything for your children. But not now. Eighteen too young for babies.” Sirius nodded and his hand that was on the table clasping a chocolate dipped wafer was suddenly clutched by one of her bigger chubbier ones. He looked up at her and saw by the look in her eyes that it wasn’t just a mother-type-son friendly clutch.
“I think I’ve found it.” Remus announced to James two days following in their dormitory. Sirius had disappeared about two hours before and Peter ten minutes ago. “This book has a way to confirm if a woman’s pregnant and it should work for you.”
“Go ahead then, use your fancy ‘are-you-knocked-up?’ spell.”
“It’s not quite a spell, it’s a potion, but it’s relatively simple and shouldn’t take me more than ten minutes.” Remus said and got up off his bed, digging through his trunk for his potions kit and cauldron. James lay on his own bed thinking and silently watching as Remus added ingredients to the potion, checking the book every now and then to see the method.
“Moony? You remember that day in potions? Do you think that could have caused this? That pink stuff? I mean, I’ve never done anything like ‘that’ with a guy, that would be so, yuck, so it has to come from somewhere.”
“Somehow, I doubt it’s from the potions class. Madam Pomfrey would have heard about it and everybody would be affected. We’d all be taking this test.”
“So why don’t we just go to her for it? Why all the secrecy?”
“James, do you know how many times this has happened?” James didn’t answer but shrugged. “Never. You haven’t taken any sort of potions and you heard Peter, even if you had, you’d be close supervision by a load of healers. Do you have any idea what they would do if they knew? Do you want to take that chance?” James shook his head and Remus scooped his little blue fire back into its jar.
James watched as he ladled some of the potion into a beaker and stood up. James eyed the potion warily as Remus approached him.
“Am I supposed to pee in it or something?”
“If you really want to, but a few drops of blood will do fine.” Remus said and James held out an arm as Remus held a wand to his wrist and mumbled something. He watched in fascination for a few seconds as dollop of blood levitated in mid air before dripping into the clear liquid.
“What now?”
“It’ll take a few minutes, but the colour should give us an indication of what it is. It gives a key, if it’s like a sky blue you’re in the early stages, if it’s like an inky colour you’d be just about ready to give birth.” He set it down on the dresser and James lay watching it worriedly, waiting for any sort of difference. After ten minutes it did something and Remus came back with the book. They looked at the bottom of page twenty-seven and then back to the potion.
“Oh.”
Suddenly there was a shout from down in the common room and because the four were the only ones in Gryffindor staying for the Holidays, Remus knew it had to be one of them and got up to see what it was about.
“I can’t believe you! Do you have no morals?” Peter shouted as Sirius walked to the stairs. “Don’t walk away from me!”
“I don’t see what your problem is.”
“My problem? Sirius, you were banging my mother and you say I have a problem?”
“Yeah she’s your mother, get over it.”
“Get over it? GET OVER IT? I’LL GIVE YOU YOUR GET OVER IT!” Peter roared and ran at Sirius, attempting to strangle him. Remus sent up sparks with his wand and both stopped. He stared angrily at both.
“You should both be ashamed at yourselves, acting like wild animals.”
“This doesn’t involve you, Remus.”
“Maybe not, but you know whose in that room? I’ve did the test and guess what? It came out positive and he’s about two months along from the look of it. He’s still grieving and I don’t think adding more stress of you two wanting to rip each other in half will help him get through this alive.”
“A-alive?” Sirius stuttered and Remus looked behind him at dormitory. James was facing him, but was unmoving, lying curled up against his pillow as if in a trance. He closed the door and came downstairs to them. He made sure they were all sitting before saying anything so they didn’t have to deal with head injuries as well.
“This has never happened before and we can’t get any external help. I have no idea what to expect so who knows how it’s going to end.” Sirius didn’t seem to take this as easy as Peter and sat frozen in his chair, nails gripping the armrest and eyes hollow. Remus understood this. If anything happened to James, Peter and him would be devastated, but Sirius…
If anything happened to James, he didn’t think Sirius would survive it either….
When dinner came, James hadn’t responded to them and Sirius had agreed to stay with him. No one else knew exactly what happened in that hour, but when Remus and Peter came back to the dormitory, both were asleep on James’s bed, Sirius’s hand spread across James’s lower abdomen and when they’d finally woken, James seemed to have no more problems accepting his impending pregnancy.
The next two days were spent reading and finally the question everyone had thought of but no one had the guts to speak about yet, came up.
“Remus, where exactly is the baby going to come out?” Of course, it would be Sirius who asked.
“Well, there’s nothing in the books exactly, but the one from Peter’s mother, it briefly mentioned it.”
“And…” Remus threw the book to him.
“See for yourself. Page three fifty two.” Sirius paged through the book and read it before looking up, utterly disgusted.
“Talk about a pain in the arse…” James’s eyes widened in fear as he realized what Sirius meant.
“No, it can’t, isn’t there another way the healers use?”
“Well, they do a C-section but...”
“Do that then!”
“You’d like me to slice you open?”
“You’d like to shove your hand up my arse?”
“Quite honestly, no. But know is not the time to worry about the delivery itself. It’s about preparing for it…”
“Explain.”
“If something this size,” Remus held his hands a few inches apart. “Is coming out of your bottom, wouldn’t you want to be ready?”
“So you expect me to do what to help that? Stretch it?”
“Yes.”
“How the hell would I do that?” James said, angry at Remus’s straightforward answer.
“You’ll need a plug.”
“Where do I get one of those?”
“I don’t know, I don’t use those kind of things.”
“Sirius? Are you ok?” Peter’s question made them look at Sirius, who had gone very red all of a sudden.
“I have… one of those.”
Stale fawn is as likely with heterosexual as homosexual males. The reason it is not known or acknowledged until later is the question above ‘I haven’t had sex like that so how could I be pregnant?’
It is not known exactly what causes this to happen, but it is noted to occur after feelings of hopelessness, disappointment and loneliness. The brain orders a hormone to be secreted, to fulfil the empty void that he feels, whether it is the right time for a child or not.