Title: Fluff before an accident

-7 months________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

"Draco?" I call, as I let myself into the flat.
"In the studio!" He shouts.
"Why?" I ask.
"I'm painting." He says proudly.
"What a picture?" I ask taking of my jacket and shoes.
"I am not 5, im painting the walls." He says proudly. I walk into the room and see Draco standing on his tiptoes with a paintbrush in hand.
"Draco!" I object.
"What?" He says turning around. "Don't you like the colour?"
"Your in no condition to paint." I protest.
"I feel fine." He says going back to painting.
"Your 7 months pregnant!" I insist.
"Yeah, and I feel fine. Your fault im like this anyway." He huffs.
"My fault?" I say leaning against the door.
"Well it takes two." He says.
"Fine, fine. At least let me help?" I suggest rolling up the sleeves of my shirt. He looks around and smiles.
"Okay." He says with a grin and handing me a paintbrush.

I look at him sticking his tongue out sweetly as he runs the paintbrush around the sideboard.
"Draco be careful." I mutter brushing the wall with paint.
"Why? Is the paintbrush going to attack me?" He jokes. "There is nothing wrong with painting." And with that he flung his paintbrush forward to make his point and paint splattered across my shirt.
"Oh Harry im so sorry!" He protests.
"That, was uncalled for." I say moving towards him and he backed into the wall.
"No, no Harry, pregnant! PREGNANT!!" he protests shielding his face with a paintbrush and making his jumper ride up to reveal his stomach.
"Remember Draco, there's nothing wrong with painting." I say laughing.
"The walls! Not me!" He yells giggling.
"But pinks such a good colour on you." I tease
"Don't you dare!" He protests.
"Here comes the paintbrush." I tease.
"Harry!" He protests pulling away and causing the paint to splatter down his top.
"Oh you didn't." He warns.
"Oh I did." I say laughing. He glares playfully before rugby tackling me to the floor.
"Your pregnant!" I insist pulling him into my arms. "Sit still. You need to rest."

"You need to rest." He mimics. He looks up and smiles at me. "You worry to much."
"I care for you." I say leaning into his body. "I love you."
"I love you…." Before he finishes he flicks the paintbrush, painting a long pink stripe down my face.
"Oh that's it!" I say tickling him.
"No, no!" He shrieks wriggling around and giggling, and I cant help but smile.
"Your such a child." I whisper into his ear.
"I think she's having an effect on me." He says softly.
"Good effect." I say nuzzling in his hair.
"You like me looking fat then?" He mutters.
"Your not fat." I insist. "Its good fat."
"So I am fat!" He jokes. "What a loving husband you are."
"Your beautiful." I mutter into his hair. "Always have been."
"Always will be." He says jokily.
"Of course." I say kissing the top of his head. He tips his head so my lips meet with his. Energy pulses through both of us and he pushes me against the wall and tips my head back to nibble on my jawline and down my throat.

"Dray I cant." I say softly.
"Ugh, why?" He mumbles through kissing my neck.
"Your in no condition." I mutter.
"Yes I am." He mumbles. I smile into his kiss and my hands run down his chest towards his bump as my hand traces over his stomach something jolts against my hand.
"Whoa that was a big one." he says looking down at his stomach. "Every time."
"She likes me." I say placing my hand over his stomach to feel the kicking.
"I should hope so your her daddy." he says softly.
"And your the mummy." I tease.
"I like papa." he says softly whilst stretching his legs so he was straddled between my legs.
"For her to call you?" I ask.
"No her name, im going to call her papa." he mutters sarcastically and he chuckles. "You can be really thick."
"But you love me." I say softly. "What are we going to call her?"

"Lily." Draco mumbles. I look up suddenly.
"What?" I say looking at with a shocked expression.
"I've been thinking. I like Lily." he says.
"Oh..." I mumble looking down on his bump and caressing his bump. I smile softly and feel tears coming into my eyes.
"You ok?" he asks stroking my chest.
"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me." I say keeping back the tears.
"Oh come here you idiot." He says pulling me into his arms and laughing. "I'm the pregnant one im suppose to be emotional."
"I love you." I whisper pulling away and kissing him softly. "Love you so much."
"Whoa that was a big one." he says rubbing his stomach.
"I didn't even touch her that time." I say smiling. "Probably not getting enough attention." I say putting my hand on his stomach and grinning. My smile falls as he flinches. "What's up?"

He looks up and smiles slightly. "I think my waters just broke."

I hope fans of "10 ways to propose to Draco" and "Marrying Draco" like this epilogue of the story. Review and tell me what you think.

Author: 0Gothic-Beauty0

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: T

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Mpreg

Summary: Sequal to marrying Draco, this fic wouldnt have happened without "Felton0Fanatic" and "Mrs Snape-Cullen" Thanks for suggestions :D .

Spoilers: Not that im aware of. (sorry if there is!)

Warnings: m/m relationship and Mpreg.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all