Immortality
by: Catty the spy
disclaimer: if I owned this I wouldn't be on a site for FAN fiction. if you think I own this, your either hufflepuff idiots or fool gryffindors.
Immortality
Harry Potter, A.K.A.: Sparxs - god of death and amnesiac- stood nervously in Dumbledore's office.
"How old am I?"
Dumbledore looked up at him. "17 and 2 months."
"And Silv- I mean- Draco?"
"Seventeen and eight months."
Harry thought a little. "Is it possible to think a spell without knowing you did?"
"...Yes..."
"Wandlessly?"
"It's improbable, but possible. Why?"
Harry cursed under his breath. Then he paled. "No reason professor. Um...where's the nearest bathroom?"
Dumbledore no sooner pointed it out than Harry dashed into it, quickly placing a silencing charm on the bathroom before he vomited into the toilet.
Half an hour later he was applying wards, a silencing charm, and an alarm to their room while his husband of sorts stared at him from the bed. "Sparxs? Sweetheart? Mind telling me what the hell you're doing?"
Harry sat beside Draco Malfoy, AKA: Silver - god of life and amnesiac. "We have a small problem, Silver."
"Problem?"
"Oh scratch that. A BIG problem. One that could turn into a disaster!One that could get us killed or experimented on! One that..."
Draco quickly put his hand over Harry's mouth, cutting the young man off before he could hyperventilate.
"Breath," he ordered. Harry slowly obeyed. Satisfied, he removed the hand. "Now tell me what's wrong."
Harry took a deep breath. ""You know how I've been throwing up lately?"
Draco nodded.
"And how I've been having mood swings?"
Another nod.
"And how I've been having cravings?"
"Yes..."
"And how I went to Madam Pomfrey about it, but she said nothing was wrong, but I still felt sick?"
"You found out why?"
Harry nodded. "You might not like this."
"Sparxs..."
"This is just a speculation..."
"Sparxs..."
"I don't know anything for sure.."
"Just tell me!"
Another deep breath. "Silver...I think...I'm pregnant."