TITLE: Love's Ways

AUTHOR: Addie

RATING: R

STATUS: WIP

PART: 1?

CATEGORIES: AU, Mpreg

PAIRINGS: Blaise/Draco/Harry

CHARACTERS: Other Slyhterins and Gryffindor

WARNINGS: Slash, Mpreg, Threesome

SPOILERS: AU, 7th year

AUTHOR'S NOTES: While in the 6th book it told us that Blaise was black or at least dark-skinned, I like him better more of a tan color. In fic I write Blaise as an Italian.

BETA: Miru Amai

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Prolong and Chapter One

Blaise felt like he was about to cry as he rubbed his stomach once more. For weeks now his stomach was causing him pain, at times the pain could make him want to curl up. Pressing against a spot on the side of his stomach, Blaise turned his eyes toward the door. He could hear the sounds of a party down in the common room. Earlier the Slytherin house won against Gryffindor in Quidditch and for the first time since Harry Potter joined the team they won. Blaise noted that Potter was acting weird through the whole game.

Once the house entered the common room, Blaise made his way to his dorm room. He told Pansy and Draco that his stomach was causing him some trouble and he was going to lay down. Now his stomach was causing him a load of problems. There was no way that he could sleep, the pain forced him to sit there. Tears fell down his pale cheeks as the Slytherin curled forward a bit.

"Blaise." A voice said over the noise down stairs. Blinking past the pain, Blaise looked over to the door and moved to stand but the movement caused another wave of pain. It shot up his spine. "Are you alright in there?"

"I'm fine, Pansy." Blaise said hoping that she didn't hear the pain in his voice. Tomorrow he had to see the nurse even if he hated to go. As the brief flair of pain passed, Blaise crawled toward the head of his bed and then under the blankets. 'A great way to spend the night.' Blaise thought as he pulled the blankets over his head.


Blaise woke up to pain, whining as he sat up. The Slytherin moved out of bed. He really needed to see Madam Pomfrey, this was getting on his nerves. There was no reason for his stomach to act up like this, and for weeks. At the same time, Blaise found himself sick. This happened every morning around.. Blaise paled as he looked toward his enchanted clock and pressed his hand against his mouth. It was always around seven in the morning. Blaise ran to the toilet and once he had finished, rested against the wall. Flushing the toilet, Blaise moved over to the sink and washed out his mouth.

"Zabini.." Blaise glanced in the mirror to see his one-time lover, Draco Malfoy. Turning around, Blaise frowned toward the other Slytherin. "Is there a problem with you?" The silver haired prince said with a raise of his pale gold eyebrow. Blaise narrowed his eyes at Draco before shaking his head.

"I am fine, Draco, now excuse me." Blaise said to the other as he left the bathroom to his room. He felt Draco's eyes on him the whole time, how he missed the connection that he used to have with Draco. The one he had before he let Draco sleep with him. It was the worst choice he ever made, letting his friend take his innocence. Sighing loudly to himself, Blaise changed his clothes to something warmer and looser.


Blaise glanced at his clothes once more before leaving the dorm room for the common room. Rubbing his stomach as he walked, Blaise wondered what could have happened to cause such pain. Biting his lower lip as his noted that there was barely anyone around, Blaise paused in his steps. Surely there would be someone around, he was on the ground floor. Glancing around once more Blaise shrugged his shoulders and moved on. It was then when he noticed Harry Potter watching him from the stairs. Frowning deeply Blaise rose his head high before walking pass him. He could feel the 'Golden Boy's' eyes on his back and wondered why Potter was watching him.

Hearing the sound of foot steps behind him the Slytherin looked over his shoulder and his frown deepend as he saw that Potter was following him. 'I don't need this,' Blaise thought to himself as he rolled his eyes. Halting in his steps, Blaise turned and fixed Harry with a cold look.

"Do you need something Potter?" Blaise asked baring his teeth at the other. He also crossed his arms against his chest to show the other he wasn't pleased. Potter didn't reply as his emerald eyes washed over Blaise's form. Blaise curled his lips in disgust as he caught the look. "If that is what you want, your not getting it."

Harry returned his eyes to Blaise's paleish tan face with a dark smirk on his lips. Confused about Potter's actions, Blaise glared at him before turning around and walking away. Once again he heard Potter following him. 'I wonder if his little mates are around the corner,'

Blaise reached the third floor and noticed that Potter was still following him. Fed up with the Gryffindor, Blaise turned around to face him. His tan face was flushed with red from anger as his hazel eyes showed fire. Blaise wanted to know why Harry was following him around like a feral animal before pain shot through him. Gasping Blaise crushed to his hands and knees as Potter seemed to snap out of whatever was going on with him. The Gryffindor wasn't sure what had happened, but seeing the Slytherin in front of him in pain caused Harry to rush to his side. Blaise glanced up at Harry's face, he snarled before whining in pain. His vision was fading, Blaise opened his mouth to say something but he fell forward. The last thing he remembered was warm arms around him.