Title: When Scorpius Malfoy Decided to Treat Albus Potter Like a Human Being

Pairing: Albus/Scorpius/Lysander

Rating: PG13 (surprising right? Don't worry, the smex will come back eventually.)

Summary: So Scorpius and his lovers are possibly preggers and his father and Harry are dating. Pansy's doing checkups on them to see whether or not they've really gone and fucked up.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and publishers. No offense is meant by this fan fiction and this is made purely for fun.

Word Count: +1100

So they had fucked up in a more brilliant way than Scorpius had imagined. Possible pregnancies he could deal with. His boyfriend's possible Potter impregnation he could also deal with, though it bothered him to no end. His father and Harry being put in such an emotionally stressing situation was something else all together. Scorpius was fine with fucking up his own life, but not his father's. Draco had already had to overcome too many obstacles during and since the war, obstacles he had made sure to lessen for Scorpius as much as he could.

At the moment he, Lysander and Mop were in one of the front rooms getting checked up by his God-Mother Pansy. Why a witch as cold as her became a Healer, he would never quite know but he would not question it. He rose from his seat and excused himself from the room. She was dealing with Potter for the moment and he reckoned that Lysander was more than enough company for the man at the moment. Scorpius stepped into the kitchens and saw Draco and Harry seated together at the small table. Harry had has head resting in his arms as Draco idly ran a hand through his hair. He nearly turned to leave but they spotted him.

"Scorpius," Harry said, as he sat up. The man glanced at him and his father and rose from his seat. "I'll give you two a minute. How's Al?"

"Pansy's dealing with him now," he replied. "I reckon he wouldn't mind if you were there." With a nod and a slight smile Harry left them.

Scorpius went to sit beside his father.

"How are you doing?" Draco asked. His eyes locked onto Scorpius.

"Wondering the same about you," he said. "Father, I'm sorry about all this. I- You and Harry are good, right?"

"You're fretting about me right now?" his father smiled wryly. "In a situation like this? Harry and I will be fine. It was just... an overload of information. I had time to let it soak in all of yesterday and last night so I'm a lot less... snappish. How are your two boys?"

"Two?" he repeated.

"Yes, two."

"Lysander's holding up fairly well. We've known about it and had time to accept the situation and take the proper precautions. Knowing there's a slight chance it might still happen is a bit worrisome though. I know he's more worried than he's letting on. As for Potter, I'm not entirely sure. We don't exactly talk."

His father frowned at him. "You can't simply continue to treat him-"

"I'm not, Father. I won't," he said. "If anything actually happens I'll... be there... for Potter. I've managed to avoid bickering with him since this all happened. I'm trying."

His father nodded and held his wrist lightly. "And what of the bond? Have you discussed it... and what it means for you all?"

He shook his head. "Not with Potter. Not yet. He's still mulling over what we've already told him and I reckon he's trying not to go mental. I'm not going to ignore the bond though, father. I'm not so foolish."

Draco squeezed his wrist gently and stood. "Come on, I think we should go back now."

When they got back to the front room Pansy had already finished up and was waiting to give them her results. Scorpius felt a fair bit of anxiety and judging from the looks of it so did everyone else. Potter looked about to burst with nervousness.

"Well, Scorpius, the potions have generously slowed the changes in your body so it's highly unlikely that you'll even be able to produce an egg at this point, much less have it fertilized. Scamander, you've actually stopped changing and are already regressing to normalcy. Potter, you're much further along than either of the two of them and you've only recently started taking the potions so I'd have to check on you over the next few days. But if anything, should you manage to fully form a womb in the next couple of days, whether or not it'll be barren could go either way. You've still got a week and a lot can change between now and then, but at this point it's still possible you might conceive. I'll come back and see you in three days to give a new diagnosis," Pansy said.

The man looked about to panic.

"Potter," he started, and then realized he should have probably intonated the man's name differently.

"What, Malfoy? What?" Potter snapped.

"Al," Harry said reassuringly.

Potter shook his head and got up. "I need to take a walk," he said, before leaving the room.

"Potter," Scorpius called. He sighed and followed him out. "Potter!"

When he caught up to the man they were in one of the gardens. "Malfoy, I don't want to talk to you right now," Potter spat.

"You don't- Stop would you?" he said. He grabbed Potter's arm and spun him around.

"Look, Hob, I'm dealing with the very frightening idea that I might actually... conceive. Yesterday it was this abstract idea that I had and for some fucking reason hearing Parkinson confirm that I wasn't just imagining things made it that much more stressful. Go away," Potter snapped. "I don't want to deal with you right now."

"You do realise that if you're going to have a child then I am as well, right?" he pointed out. Potter glared at him. "What I mean is it'll be my child as well, if you do get pregnant. It's not as if you're the only one that has to deal with this. I do too, and Lysander and our fathers. It's... not as if you're alone."

"As if you're going to want anything to do with this," the man laughed darkly.

"I'm not so vile as to leave you on your own if this happens," he said. He rested a hand on Potter's abdomen and felt the muscles tense under his touch. "As much as I dislike you, Mop, I'll be there... regardless of the bond."

"You're being nice to me," the man muttered disbelievingly.

He shrugged and moved his hand to his pocket. It was a slightly odd for him to keep any sort of innocent contact with Potter.

When they went back inside the Manor Lysander was waiting outside the room door. He looked at them carefully and then gave a soft smile. He gave Potter a half hug and murmured something that made the man smile and then he turned to Scorpius and slid an arm around his waist. His boyfriend kissed him on the cheek before murmuring "Well done."