Green Eyes

Summary: "Mother – noun : One person who does the work of twenty. For free." – Unknown. FemHarry.

Just a warning: Age Difference, Accidental Teenager Pregnancy, AU, Panic Attacks, Mention of Blood, FemHarryPotter, Puns, Clichés, Messed Time Line, Alive!Sirius, Jane the Virgin AU, Crack Fic (?), Squib!Dudley, Redeemed!Dudley

Just so you know (Name): FemHarry's name is Hyacinth Dorea Potter. The blue Hyacinth can mean 'Sincerity' while the Victorian meaning is 'play' or 'sport' or 'engage in sport'; those two meaning can be used since I wanted to represent Lily and James in the name. The name Dorea may come from the names Dora which means 'gift' or Dorothy, which mean 'to see a gift' in Greek.

I don't own anything related to Marvel or Harry Potter!

Chapter 1. The Beginning

It started with Aunt Petunia.

One of the neighbors said something about an medical exam her daughter had done and then asked the Dursley matriarch if Harry had already done the same.

Honestly, at fifteen – almost sixteen – years old, Harry couldn't ever recall visiting a muggle hospital before. Her magic took care any and all sickness she had as a child and her relatives refused to waste their money with taking care of the freaky burden that had been left in their doorsteps all those years ago.

The first time she saw a doctor, Harry was eleven years old and she had been sent to the Hospital Wing after twisting her ankle trying to save Hermione from the troll with Ron in her first Halloween at Hogwarts. Poppy had not only healed Harry's ankle but also gave her potions to real the damage done her in the Dursley household.

Harry liked Poppy. She liked visiting the Hospital Wing to learn about healing. She liked talking to the patients and keeping them company until Poppy decided that they were free to go.

That, however, didn't mean that she liked or was comfortable in this hospital.

"You look like you're going to be sent to your death." Dudley muttered from beside her, looking up from phone to give her a look.

Slowly, she turned to stared at the strong boned blonde.

Every since she came from Hogwarts a week ago, her cousin had been acting strangely. She didn't know what happened, but he was no longer looking at her as if she was dirt beneath his shoes like Uncle Vernon did nor was he bullying her like her had always done. Instead, her cousin was actually being nice to her.

It freaked her out a little. She kept waiting for him to go back to normal and start getting her in trouble with his parents or hitting her because it was fun.

"I don't want to do this." Harry said.

Her cousin put his phone into the pocket of his jacket and leaned back in his chair.

"It's just a checkup." He paused. "I think."

Yeah, Harry glared, because that was really helpful.

Dudley raised his hands up in surrender, "There's no need for that – Everything will be alright."

"That if my magic doesn't act up." She replied.

Harry rarely had the chance to watch TV, but what she had seen of House was enough to show her that the hospital was filled with machines everywhere. She really didn't want to know what would happen to her if her magic started frying every single one of those machines. Every since the Voldemort showed himself in the Department of Mysteries, the Ministry of Magic was no longer against her but that didn't mean that they won't expel her for underage use of magic; never mind the fact that it could be accidental magic.

"I doubt it will happen." Dudley tried to assure her. Seeing Harry pursue her lips, he sighed, "Look, just try to keep your mind occupied and it will be over before you know it."

The raven haired girl opened her mouth to argue before her mind registered his words.

"Actually…" She hummed, "That's a good idea."

Her cousin looked smug at the praise. Just then, a nurse walked into down the corridor and looked down her clipboard before calling out;

"Hyacinth Potter."

Harry grimaced at her name but stood up. Dudley sent her a thumbs up and Aunt Petunia sent a warning look as she followed the nurse to the examination room.

The witch sighed.

She couldn't wait for this be over.

Never had Doctor Willow Lawrence wanted to get away from her job before but, right now, she couldn't wait for it to be over so she could go home and drink until she could forget that that morning she had walked into her husband cheating on her with some bleach haired coworker of his.

She was sulking in the corridor, trying to remember who was her next patient when one of the nurses, Jackie, walked to her with concern in her eyes. Jackie was the only one that knew what happened and Willow was grateful to see the lack of pity reflecting in those blue orbs. She would have had a breakdown if it was the case. Willow didn't want anyone pity. She was feeling it enough for herself already.

"…Miss Morgan was meant to be Doctor Jackson's patient but he had a family emergence and –" Jackie frowned, "Doctor Lawrence are you listening?"

No. She wasn't. Willow's mind was filled with thoughts about how she hadn't noticed that her husband was cheating on her and how stupid she had been for having wasted almost twenty years of her life with him.

"Doctor Lawrence?" Jakie shook her arm making the older woman snap out if her thoughts. "Are you listening? You have a pelvic exam and a insemination –"

Willow waved her hand cutting Jackie off, recalling a little of the nurse had said, "Yeah, yeah – Room 12 and 7." At least that she knew for certain, "Pelvic and Insemination respectively. I get it."

Jackie hesitated, "Are you sure?"

"Don't worry." Willow said before taking the clipboard from the nurse's hand and walking away to see her first patient.

Willow entered the room and closed the door before glancing down at the clipboard to see her patient's name.

"Hello, Miss Potter, I hope you're ready?" She asked a little distractedly.

The young woman laying in the exam table looked a little young to go through an insemination but who was Willow to judge her. She could be older than she looked and Willow was happy that the young lady had decided to do this process now before she was tricked by some man and then lost decades of her life along the opportunity to have children.

"Sure…" Miss Potter said, looking a little put out as Willow asked her to put her legs up in the stirrups. The doctor started to prepare everything she needed to do the insemination before turning her attention to her patient.

The young woman looked so uncomfortable at being on display to a strange that Willow decided to distract her as she started the insemination processes.

"Have you always wanted children, Miss Potter?"

Green eyes blinked, "Er – Yes? I want to have a big family one day."

That had been Willow's dream too when she was younger, the red haired woman thought as she tried to not start crying.

"That's nice. I'm sure you will be a great mother…"

"I hope so?" Miss Potter sounded like she couldn't understand why Willow was making those questions.

Their small talk continued and Willow could admit that it was helping her keep her mind away from her soon to be ex-husband but, soon enough, they were finished.

"There it is." Willow said, walking away from Miss Potter who still loomed confused, "You should get the results in two weeks." The doctor took her clipboard. "Good luck."

Without waiting for a answer, Willow left the room and walked down the hall to see her next patient. However, just as she was opening the door, Willow saw the number on it and blinked.

She blinked again, looked at her clipboard before paling.

That was Room 7. The patient behind the door was the one that – Willow paled even more. Her mind, this time, had no traces of thoughts about her husband. Instead, all she could think was;

I inseminated the wrong person!

Harry sneezed as she closed the door of the car. Aunt Petunia glared at her by the corner of her eyes before turning the key and starting the car.

Beside her Dudley smiled, "How did it go?" He asked, "Did you destroy anything?"

"Well, I think it was fine." Harry shrugged and shook her head, "I didn't even need to keep myself distracted, the doctor kept making odd questions."

Her cousin frowned, "What? What type?"

Harry rested her head against the window, thinking about the strange and emotional woman who didn't see too happy to be working that day.

"Like what I would call my firstborn if it was a boy or a girl."

Dudley blinked.

The green eyed girl nodded, "Exactly my reaction."

I still have to come up with a baby daddy XD Feel free to say who of Marvel you think it should be although I have a liking to a certain character. And don't worry, if the character you want doesn't end up as the dad then they will more likely be part of the kid's life just the same.

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-Cissnei.