A/N:HELLO! This is what you've been waiting for, right? The sequel to Tergum Vicis. And to those who complained in the last review about really no duels and such, here's my excuse: I suck at them. I've always sucked at writing battles, even in roleplay, because by accident, I always make someone godmode, or it's not well, thrilling enough or always so dramatic. I really suck at them. I might get better at them in time, so yeah. For now, deal with it. And yes, for those people who asked, some explanations about the last few chapters will be within this fic! :)
Summary: It's honeymoon time for Harry and Draco! However, near the end of their two weeks in Hawaii, Harry becomes ill and is taken back to Hogwarts for treatment. Discovering that he's pregnant, and with Death Eaters still very much at large, Harry will do anything to protect his family.
Warnings: There will be mpreg in this fanfic, more than likely in this very chapter or the next. They are seventeen, and as for anyone who says thats young, I know people who are eighteen, who are some of my friends from school and have a baby and possibly one on the way. Technically, it's not tht young. I however, don't -ever- plan on having a baby, especially that early. If you're uncomfortable with it, simply click the back button and read another story. :) That's why warnings are here before you begin to read.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't mine. It rightfully belongs to JK Rowling. I just like playing around with the characters a bit, is that so wrong? And I know I'm sorta using Jonas Brothers song titles for the fic and chapter, but I love them. ^__^; I don't own the Jonas Brothers, either! *sigh*
Fly With Me
Chapter 1: Love Sick
Groaning, a very sick Harry James Potter-Malfoy turned on his side in bed. Emerald eyes barely open, he watched his new husband roaming around in their hotel room, making calls on the phone to who knows where. Since they didn't have a fireplace, they couldn't use the floo network, and so teaching Draco how to use the telephone had been....a challenge for Harry.
"Harry?" Draco asked quietly as he put the phone back down, walking over to the bed. Kneeling down so he was facing Harry's eye level, he watched him worriedly. "How do you feel?"
"Like my stomach is having its very own circus with flipflops," Harry said weakly, and Draco managed a small smile.
It was morning on a Monday, and the two were in their room in a hawaiian hotel. The two had enjoyed it for the almost two weeks they were there, until Harry had become ill. It only lasted in the mornings and left shortly in the afternoon, but that was enough to make Draco worry.
"Drac?"
"Yeah?" asked Draco, reaching out to run a hand through Harry's unruly black hair.
" 'm sorry, for ruining our honeymoon," Harry said quietly, and Draco gave him a small, yet reassuring smile.
"Don't apologize," Draco sai softly, reaching out to kiss his forehead. "We're going home, and we're going straight to Madam Pomfrey to find out what's wrong."
Harry gave a weak nod before closing his eyes all the way once more. Draco frowned, hoping he was doing a good job of concealing how worried he was. Hearing the phone ring once more, he walked over and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Draco, dear?"
"Mother. What's the news?"
"We think its too dangerous to send the both of you home on those airplanes," Narcissa said on the other end. "We've all agreed to apparate to the Hotel and bring Harry straight to Hogwarts."
"Alright," said Draco with a frown on the other line. "When will you be here?"
"How long will it take you to get packed?" Narcissa asked thoughtfully.
"Thirty minutes?" asked Draco unsure, but it would give him plenty of time for both of their things. As it was, the two of them had already turned seventeen, and could use magic at will without breaking the law. So that made it even easier.
"Alright, we'll be there in about thirty minutes," Narcissa said on the other line. "Be careful."
"Mother, what could happen in a hotel room?" Draco asked, and Narcissa merely smiled on the other end as the two hung up.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked tiredly. Draco turned to look at him.
"I'm going to get us packed, love- we're leaving in thirty minutes."
A loud pop could be heard from behind the hotel as Lily, James, Narcissa, Sirius and Remus all appeared. Lily Potter was worried sick about her older son and so when they arrived, instantly took off. The others shook their heads, merely following in her footsteps.
Lily was the first to walk in, and the people at the head desk working looked up, surprised to see such a large group of . . . oddly dressed people in their hotel.
"Hello, how can we help you?" a kind woman asked, a smile on her face. There wasn't much about her, long blond hair that went past her waist, beautiful brown eyes. She wore a green outfit, the same as the other girls here, which made them assume it was what the employees wore. It was enough, however, to make James drool. That is of course, until he was punched lightly in the shoulder by Sirius.
"Yes, we were wondering if you could tell us which room my son, Harry James Potter was in?" Lily asked worriedly. Whenever they called, they always just asked for Harry's name and whoever had been working at the register rang up their room. They had no idea of the number.
"Let's see...." the girl said quietly, looking at her files on the computer. "Ah yes. Floor five. Room 521."
"Thank you," Lily said with a smile and walked straight over to the stairs, to worried to take the elevator. James, Sirius, and Narcissa all looked at it curiously however. Remus knew what it was, though.
Lily knocked on the door the minute they arrived. James and Sirius were both panting, and Remus rolled his eyes.
"James, you play Quidditch for Merlin's sake, shouldn't you be a little more in shape?"
"Five floors, Moony!" James panted. Remus merely rolled his eyes.
The moment the door opened, Draco was instantly enveloped into a hug by his mother, while Lily rushed over to the bundle underneath the sheets.
"Harry?" she whispered softly.
When he didn't respond, she grew worried. That is, until she heard a light snoring. She let out a small sigh.
"Is he alright?" Draco asked worriedly, when he heard her sigh.
Lily smiled and gently picked up Harry in her arms, making sure to position his head comfortably. "Yes, he's just sleeping. Shall we be off?"
A/N: A bit more explaining next chapter, for those who are still confused. From my experiences at hotels, this is always what happened, which is why I had Lily ask for their number.
