Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own Naruto. I just wish I did.

Note: This is SLASH people, MPREG! If you don't like it, don't read it! Also, some aspects of this story might remind you of Vain Gloriousness's story: Two Scarred Souls Heal Each Other. However I have permission to do this!

Pairing: Not sure yet, but SLASH!

Chapter 1.

Harry kept his eyes down as he walked towards Gringotts with George at his side. People were whispering and pointing at them when they walked by. He could still hear them, but pretended not to. The war had been over for about two months and most people in the Wizarding world act as if nothing ever happened. Probably because in the end, they weren't the ones fighting. They had locked themselves up, too scared to come out of their houses while at Hogwarts students had been dying in the final battle. He had been disgusted when he saw them pretend the war with Voldemort had just been a bad dream.
George who must have noticed his expression, grabbed his hand and gently steered him towards the large marble building. The redhead still looked pale. After Fred's dead George had isolated himself as best as he could. Lee Jordan had been handling the joke shop and George had refused to leave their room. The other Weasley's thought his moods would pass and had let him be. Harry had tolerated this behavior for about two weeks, before he stormed through the barricaded door and into the room. He had slapped the startled redhead and then hugged him. Finally, after weeks, George broke down and cried. Since the elder had barely left Harry alone. Not that he minded.

Hermoine and Ron had quickly left for Australia to search for her parents. They had found them without too much trouble and then decided to stay a while to enjoy a well-deserved holiday. They still hadn't come back and they wouldn't answer his letters. So, Harry didn't mind when George practically moved in overnight. He had been a bit lonely.

Grimmauld Place had been trashed when he had come back there after the battle and while Kreacher had cleaned it up in record time, the place was lonely. And George had been a big help when Harry started getting sick a few weeks back. He could barely keep his food down in the morning and while it wasn't as bad as in the beginning, he still hung above the toilet every morning. George had been the one to force him to a healer. He had been completely shocked when he found out about his condition. He didn't know man could get pregnant in the Wizarding world! He blushed when he remembered his near-hysterical breakdown in Saint Mungo's. George had quickly grabbed him, apparated him home and held him as he cried. He had relived his stay at Malfoy Manor that night and refused to leave the house for a week.
And of course, somehow, the Dailey Prophet printed the story the day after his appointment with the healer.

'Boy-Who-Lived, pregnant?' That headline had just made his day. They both suspected the healer to be the leak, because who else could it be?
"Lord Potter, your account manager is waiting for you. Please follow me" Said the goblin at the counter.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts and focused.
"Of course, thank you."
They walked inside the office he had been in for the first time not too long ago. He was surprised when he was told he was the Lord of two houses, the house of Potter and the house of Black, through Sirius. Why no one had bothered to tell him this before was a mystery.

"Lord Potter, well met." Greeted the goblin seated at the desk. "Take a seat."

"Good morning, Griphook."

"Have you thought about your options?"

Last time he had been here, Griphook had shown him the different directions his life could take. It had taken a while, but Harry had finally made his decision.

"I decided to leave the Wizarding world. George insists on coming with me."

"Damn right, like I'm going to leave you alone." Said the redhead evenly, with no room for argument.

Ignoring him, Harry continued. "You said you knew of a place, with a trustworthy healer. Is that option still available?"

"The healer I spoke of owns our bank money. It would be easy to arrange it, especially since you decided to move. I made contact with her and she's very high placed now. She wouldn't be able to come here."

"Did she agree to look after Harry during the pregnancy?"

"She's very interested actually. Male pregnancies are not something that is possible where she is from." Said Griphook.

"Does she know we're wizards?" asked Harry curiously.

"No, however their society is different from the Muggle world. They have certain family lines with special abilities, called bloodlines. And we told her you're from one such family. If Mister Weasley insists on accompanying you, he can pretend to be from the same line. They value those bloodlines; as such you won't have too much trouble there."

"No worries there, I already claimed you as my brother, Harry." Reassured George with a large smile.

"Now, I have taken the liberty to purchase you these books. They're rare, but contain information about the society you're about to live in. I'll bring the rest of the paperwork in order. You should receive everything tomorrow by owl. If you want you'll be able to leave in two days time, Lord Potter."

"Thank you Griphook. This means a lot to me."

"To both of us." Smiled George.

The goblin nodded.

Later that evening, they were sitting at the dining table in Grimmauld place, eating the delicious meal Harry had made together with Kreacher, when Harry brought the subject back up.

"Are you sure you want to come with me?"

George sighed. "Not this again. Harry, I won't leave you to go alone through all this. Besides, it's a relieve to get out, after everything that happened."

"But you'll be leaving your family behind." Muttered Harry stubbornly.

"After our last get-together, it became clear to me that those people are not my family. What they said to you was wrong. You'll be the first to admit you didn't wish for a baby, but it's you decision whether you keep it or not. They can not force you to abort your child, and they certainly can't force you to marry Ginny."

George had a hard and confident look in his eyes. Harry smiled softly.

"Thank you, I think I needed to hear that."

"No problem, but I have been thinking…"

"That's new." Teased Harry.

"I know, cherish it while you can, it doesn't happen often." George gave him a wink. "I started reading those books Griphook gave us."

"Me too, I admit I was curious. Konoha seems like a nice to live."

"Yes, and ninja's are cool." Said George, as if that decided everything. "But are you sure you want to go. I mean, as a pregnant male, you'll get a lot of attention. Are you sure you'll be able to handle that?"

"It won't be that much different from now I believe." Shrugged the raven.

"Still…"

"I already have an idea on how to handle it, don't worry." Said Harry, looking more confident than he felt.

Seeing a small blush appear, George grinned.

"What are you going to do?"

"Well," Harry hesitated to answer. He was sure George would find this hilarious. "I was thinking of having some kimono made. They do look nice and since I've been growing me hair out…"

Unsure Harry trailed of. It took a few moments for George to catch on. But when he did he almost disappeared under the table. Loud joyful laughter filled the dining room for a long time.

"You're going to be cross-dressing," said George when he regained his breath.

"According to the books, kimonos are worn by both males and females." Pouted Harry.

"Still that is hilarious." Grinned the redhead. "It's been a while since I laughed like that. I can't wait to leave."

Harry grinned sheepishly.

TBC.