Draco Malfoy had no fear. At least, that is what everyone thought. It all changed when the new DADA teacher started with repeat lessons from the years before. So they went to practice to chase away a boggart.

"After having spoken to Mr Lupin about what he had thought you in third year, it seemed to me that you could use a refreshment course. We will start with defeating a boggart. Everyone form a line please!" The new DADA teacher, Ms Callaghan watched as the students went to form a line.

"Let us begin. Mr Weasley," She called and Ron stepped forward confidently. He already knew what to expect. After him, several others came until a certain blonde stepped forward.

"Mr Malfoy, are you ready?" The professor opened the chest and let the boggart out. First the boggart didn't get out of the chest but when the professor went to look, finally the boggart came out. Everyone was shocked and Draco looked shaken.

Harry Potter was lying on the floor, all bruised and bloodied up. His abdomen was cut open and Harry was dead. Draco couldn't choke back the sob that escaped.

"No," he whispered softly. The real Harry stepped up to Draco and took the blonde's hand in his own.

"I'm right here Draco, say the spell. You can do it, I'm fine," Harry coaxed and Draco shakily said the spell.

"R.r.ridiculous!" The boggart disappeared and Ms Callaghan closed the chest quickly. Draco turned to Harry and buried his face in the raven-haired teens neck. Harry smiled and held the blonde boy.

"It's alright, I'm right here. Nothing happened to us love," Harry whispered soothingly. To say that the rest of the class was shocked, was the understatement of the century. Draco pulled away slightly and placed one of his hands on Harry's stomach. He smiled a bit.

"She's fine," Draco sighed relieved, "I can feel her."

"Yes she is." Harry put his own hand over Draco's and kissed the blonde softly. When they heard 2 thuds, they turned around. Both Ron and Pansy were out cold on the floor.

"Well, that's one way to come out to our friends and tell them we're together. And pregnant," Harry chuckled and took of his glamour. Harry's flat stomach now revealed a large bump. The silence was deafening. The professor cleared her throat.

"Congratulations boys! How far along are you?" she asked.

"Thank you professor, Harry is 7 months pregnant now," Draco answered proudly. She smiled.

"I wish you good luck. Class is over!" she said and Harry and Draco walked out. The rest of the class was still frozen to the spot.

"They'll come around eventually," Harry said later in the evening, when he and Draco were snuggled up together in Draco's Head Boy room.

"I hope so. I'm sorry," Draco whispered. Harry was confused.

"What are you sorry for?" he asked.

"For outing us. I know you didn't want to yet," Draco sighed and put his hand on Harry's tummy.

"Don't worry. You couldn't know what your boggart would be. I'm glad they finally know actually. I don't think I wanted to hide our daughter any longer." Harry hugged his boyfriend tighter.

"I love you Draco."

"And I love you Harry."

THE END