Harry/Draco

Summery- One year wedding anniversary gift.

Warning- Slash, M-Preg.

Disclaimer- Harry and Draco are not mine, as much as I would love to have them. They belong to the wonderful JKR.

"Draco, love?" The raven haired boy said aloud, while being snuggled by a drowsy blonde.

"Yes?"

"Our one year anniversary is on Monday."

"You're very observant."

"Thank you, but I have something to tell you."

"You've decided that the red-headed clan isn't worth it?" Draco asked, with a hint of hope in his voice.

"Em, no, never mind then." Harry sighed, and then rolled over away from the man in his bed.

"Harry, I'm joking, as much as I hate to admit it, and don't you dare have me repeat this, but the matching ones are growing on me." Draco grumbled, but got his lover to face him again.

"I knew it!" Harry stated grinning widely.

"Now what is it that you have to tell me?"

"I want kids."

"Okay? Do we have to talk about it now?"

"Yes, do you want kids?"

"At some point in the future, I wouldn't mind."

"Oh."

"Oh what Harry?" Draco said snuggling into the other warm body.

"Is 8 months far enough in the future?"

"Sure sure." Draco said, his eyes starting to close. Harry just looked at the blonde for a moment, and then he saw the reaction he was looking for.

"8 months! Bloody hell Harry! You're pregnant?" Draco exclaimed bolting upright. "How? When? Are you sure?"

"Calm down love, yes I'm sure, I visited Madame Pomfrey today."

"But, we've been careful, charms and potions and everything!"

"I know Draco, these things happen." Harry whispered, unsure if Draco was happy about it or not. As if reading his mind, Draco pulled Harry to his chest and kissed the top of his head. "I'm sorry Draco."

"Sorry? Sorry for what? Sure, I wanted kids, not right now, but there's nothing we can do about it now. It's just hurried along our future."

"It's a boy."

"You know already? Wow. We will need to ask the headmistress to expand our rooms; we need another attached to our room, for the nursery. And we will need to buy a crib, and clothing. This child will get only the best. The Malfoy best! And a name! What should we name him Harry?"

"Draco, I said 8 months, not tomorrow." Harry tried to interject but Draco ignored him, or was too caught up in his excitement to hear his husband.

"I like Malachi, or Mattox. Or Xander. Or Liam."

"Love, have you been thinking about kids name for a reason?" Harry butted in when Draco took a breath.

"I guess so. Since Blaise and that bint of a woman he married, were here last month, you know with their son, Nathaniel."

"Yeah, and I know we have been enjoying the married life. But I guess I ready. At least, now, if I had the choice I would have waited. But."

"I get it Harry. I'm happy. Really. I am. I wonder what he is going to look like." Draco said, placing his mouth on his husbands.

"I love you Draco." Harry breathed as they pulled apart from the heated kiss.

"And I love you Harry. All of you."

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