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Chapter One: Secrets
"Speaking"
'Thoughts'
- Scene Change-
Summary: The Room of Requirement has always held many secrets. So, it is in this room that Harry Potter secretly fell in love, proposed, and found out that soon he will be the father of a baby that could be rejected by society and even by his closest friends. HarryDraco M-preg
At the stroke of midnight, the many grandfather clocks in Hogwarts began to chime and, hearing this, eighteen year old Harry Potter tugged the duvet from his slim form and crept to his trunk.
By the time the clock chimed its final tune that hour, Harry was already under his invisibility cloak and heading down the stairs from the boy's dormitory and to the Gryffindor common room.
He was relieved to find it deserted- McGonagall was very strict on curfew even after the downfall of Voldemort.
Slipping quietly through the portrait hole and ignoring the Fat Lady's frantic cry of "Who's there?" He continued his journey to the seventh floor corridor.
-scene change-
Draco Malfoy had a problem.
It was 12:05 and even though he had places to be and things to do he was stuck in the Slytherin common room watching his moronic 'friends' consume large quantities of fire whiskey in honor of Blaise's eighteen birthday.
Suddenly, Pansy broke out into fits of uncontrollable laughter- the kind where a person is practically rolling on the floor and clutching his/her stomach- and the others soon followed even though nothing funny had happened or been said.
Dressed in some of his finest robes- black cotton trousers, a silky green button down shirt, his dragon hide boots, and a forest green over-robe- Draco was beyond annoyed.
"All right! I've had just about enough festivities. Time for bed." He said standing and smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.
"Aw, Draco come on! The party's just started you prat!" Pansy screeched, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and putting her mouth close to his ear.
"Enough, Pansy." Draco jerked away from her and strode gauntly off through the portrait hole.
Behind him Pansy called drunkenly after him before Blaise handed her another drink and she plopped her skinny behind beside him.
"Finally." Draco muttered once he was headed toward the seventh floor corridor.
'Hopefully, they'll be too hung-over tomorrow to notice that I left instead of going to the common room.' He turned right and nearly collided with Weasley and Granger.
"Watch where you're going, Malfoy!" Ron glared, his ears turning bright red- red enough to match his hair.
"Maybe you should watch where you're going, Weasel." He sneered and shoved past them.
"Bloody prat…" Ron muttered and flinched when Hermione cuffed the back of his head with her hand.
"Ow, Hermione what was that for!" He cried indignantly and rubbed his abused head with a freckled hand.
"You very well know what it was for, Ronald Weasley!" She snapped at him and moved forward to continue their control of the castle.
Draco very nearly rolled his eyes at them and their childish antics except he was a Malfoy and Malfoy's did not do such degrading things, not in public anyway.
-scene change-
Harry was getting worried. He had arrived at 12:05- five minutes before the set meeting time. It was 12:15 now and he was still waiting, seated in a very soft, very comfortable love seat in the Room of Requirement.
Looking around, Harry hoped that his companion would like the way he had asked the room to decorate itself.
There was a large, king-sized bed with a silky red and green duvet, the red love seat he was currently in, a magnificent red brick fire place with a crackling orange fire inside, lush green carpet, and a red oak polished table.
A near perfect setting for the evening, he believed.
'He's already ten minutes late!' Harry thought miserably, 'Maybe he's not coming…'
Just after though, the soft thud sounded as the heavy wooden door behind him closed and strong, green clad arms wrapped around him from his right side.
"Sorry, I'm late." The figure whispered, turning Harry's head to face him and placing a soft kiss to his parted lips.
Harry's heart leapt and he smiled at the man, taking in the beautiful platinum blonde hair and silver eyes.
"It's fine, Draco. I know you must have had a good reason." He wrapped is arm around the smaller, paler man and tugged him to his side.
Draco sighed and melted against him, glad that he knew with Harry he could relax and completely be himself.
"I did." He said after a moment of comfortable silence, "It's Blaise's birthday if you remember and I had to be there to celebrate."
Harry nodded, he had briefly remembered, early this morning before it was swept away in the thoughts of what today also was.
"You haven't forgotten what today also is, have you Dragon?" He questioned, fiddling nervously with the box in the pocket of his trousers.
"Of course not!" Draco pretended to be offended for a moment before smiling and pulling a wrapped silver package from behind him.
"Here you are." Draco beamed up at him, his normally impassive face lit with a smile and a twinkle in the depths of his silver irises.
"You didn't have to get me anything." But Harry grabbed the gift anyway and began pulling off the silver paper.
"Yes, I did." Draco stated, "It's our one year anniversary Harry, it's not like a six month or something, it's an entire year." He nodded to himself, satisfied that he had proved his point.
"I guess you're right. Thank you." Harry grinned when he saw the new quidditch gloves, shin guards, and arm guards. He hugged Draco closer and kissed him lightly.
"Move the tissue paper on the bottom." Draco instructed, moving his own hands forward and pushing the Slytherin green paper out of the way himself.
Emerald green eyes widened and Harry's smile slowly grew, "A snitch! Draco you got me a snitch! Where ever did you find one?" He gently held the golden ball, allowing it to flutter slightly above his palm and staring at it in fascination.
"It doesn't matter." Draco replied and refused to give away his source when his raven haired lover pressed for more information.
Suddenly, Harry felt nervous. Draco's present was so normal for a one year anniversary and his was so…so not.
"Well…" Draco was looking at him expectantly, obviously waiting for his own gift.
"Well…um." The Gryffindor paused to clear his throat, "Close your eyes."
The blonde obeyed and shuttered his brilliant eyes with pale lids.
Harry carefully placed his new quidditch supplies on the table in front of him, quietly pushed it forward, and slipped down onto one knee before the Slytherin.
He fished from his pocked at small, blue velvety box and said, "Okay, you can open them now."
Slowly, Draco's lids fluttered open and he appeared confused at the position of the boy in front of him. Then, he gasped in recognition. "What are you…? Are you really…?"
The raven haired boy nodded and opened the box, revealing an intricate ring of silver, red, and green. The band was silver and the crest held eight small rubies- polished to shine- that encircled a larger- but equally as brilliant- emerald.
"Draco, will you marry me?" He asked, pulling the beautiful ring from its soft encasing and stretching his other hand to grasp Draco's.
Speechless, Draco Malfoy nodded vigorously and held the ring upwards to let it shine brightly once the other had slipped it onto his ring finger.
"Thank you." Harry kissed his hand, "You can't even imagine how happy you've made me." And Draco smiled and followed him to the comfortable bed that- for tonight- would be used for much more than sleeping.
-scene change-
The next morning, Draco woke feeling very strange. Strong, tanned arms embraced him and a shapely thigh was practically smashed between his own.
When a wave of nauseous swept through him, he struggled, aware that if he didn't Harry would have one hello of a wake up call.
He finally managed to break free from his entanglement- his companion waking- and hurried to a door that had just appeared.
Harry threw the blankets from his naked form and trotted to the bathroom, where the sounds of retching could be heard.
"Draco, Dragon are you all right?" He asked, worriedly and pushed open the bathroom door. His heart splintered at the sight of his only love, leaned over the white seat of a toilet, pale and sweating profusely.
The Gryffindor hurried to him and rubbed his back soothingly.
After several minutes of further torture, the blonde finally came up and accepted the glass of water offered to him.
"Feeling better?" Harry's eyes were soft and glowing with worry.
"Yes…" Draco mumbled after effectively rinsing out his acrid-tasting mouth. "I've just been feeling a little queasy of the mornings these past few days."
"What? You mean this isn't the first time this has happened?" He spun the blonde around to face him.
"No," the Slytherin admitted, "It's only been happening for a few days and I feel perfectly fin afterwards."
"After you nearly vomit you organs out, you mean." Harry saw red in his fury.
"Harry, calm down. I'm sure it's nothing." Draco sighed, touched by his boyfriend's worry but also a little annoyed. "I'll tell you what if it's still happening on Saturday I'll go to Pomfrey, okay?"
It was Thursday. That meant what ever Draco had could seriously affect him by then, but Harry knew the blonde wouldn't budge on the matter.
"Promise you'll go if it gets worse even if it's before Saturday?" He begged and kissed the blonde's forehead when the Slytherin nodded.
'I know that it will get worse, just not in the way you think.' Draco thought, saddened as he the bathroom and looked for a fresh set of Hogwarts Slytherin and Gryffindor robes.
-scene change-
Harry Potter's day couldn't possibly get any worse.
First he wakes up to Draco vomiting his guts out, then he realized that he had double potions today- and even without Snape, potions was still horrible-, and to top it off, he has begun to think that Hermione and Ron have started to become suspicious of his nightly rendezvous with Draco.
"This is bloody torture." His best mate, Ron, groaned from beside him as they listened to Professor Blackavich -the new potions teacher- drone on and on about the importance of finely chopping the ingredients.
As if by their seventh year of potions -five of them with Snape- they didn't already know that.
So, Harry agreed and placed his chin onto the palm of his hand in his boredom. 'Only ten and a half hours until I get to be with Draco again.' He thought, wistfully.
-scene change-
"Can you believe how long Professor Blackavich kept going on like that?" Ron asked, spewing small bits of chicken from his mouth as he rambled on in outrage.
"Ronald!" Hermione called, disgusted by the display made by her boyfriend.
"Sorry, 'Mione." The red head chewed and swallowed before continuing his rant.
'Only six hours to go.' Harry picked thoughtfully at the food on his plate and nodded when Ron directed a -most likely rhetorical- question to him.
-scene change-
"Ah! Peace!" Harry pushed open the door to the Room of Requirement and was delightfully surprised to find his fiancé already waiting for him.
"Dragon!" He grinned and rushed over to envelope his blonde in a loving hug and kiss.
When Draco didn't respond, Harry began to worry slightly and he searched the shorter boy's face for answers.
"What is it? Did you get worse after I left? It's something bad, isn't it?" Harry panicked -which wasn't like him- and was only reassured when his Dragon shook his head and snuggled closer to him for comfort.
"No, it's not something that bad." Draco sighed and looked up into emerald eyes. "But it could potentially be just as problematic for us."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I've been thinking about for quite awhile now, something that has to do with my 'sickness' every morning and so I went to the library and checked. I was right." Draco looked up at him pleadingly. "Please know that I had no idea how it could have happened, I mean I've been so careful."
"What're you talking about? What is it?" Harry tugged him over to the sofa and sat him down. "Come on it can't be that bad."
"Oh, yes it can." Draco said. He looked him in the eye, placed Harry's hands on his slightly -barely- rounded stomach, and blurted "Harry, I'm pregnant."
End Chapter One.