Disclaimer: I do not own Harry or Draco or anything from the HP universe.
AN: First try at a HP fic...and it's slash and mpreg so if you don't like those things then hit the back button now rather than read it just to flame me. If you do like these things then please read on and let me know what you think.
Perfection
Harry woke up and glanced the clock before groaning softly, aware that Draco was asleep beside him and that he had to be up for work soon. The clock read 4.37am; not quite two hours since he last woke up with the need to pee.
He hauled himself out of bed as quietly as any person 7 and a half months into pregnancy is able, and made his way through the semi darkness to the bathroom. After a few moments he exited once more and crawled back into bed beside his husband. Draco rolled over and draped an arm over Harry's waist mumbling something indecipherable.
"What was that love?"
Draco shifted and cracked his eyes open just wide enough to make out Harry's face. "I said that you're bloody feet are cold."
Harry smiled a little and moved closer to Draco. "Then you'd better warm me up."
There was no verbal response but Draco moved closer and pulled Harry's back up against his chest and wrapped both arms around him, one resting lightly on Harry's baby bump, before dropping a light kiss to Harry's neck and burying his head into the dark haired man's shoulder.
Harry moved back against his husband and lover and rested one hand on top of Draco's and entwined their fingers. He gave a small, content smile and let his eyes drift close, his thoughts centered on how different his life was now that he had Draco and their unborn baby to love, and love him in return.
AN: Yep very, very short but like I said I've never written anything HP before and wanted to know what people think before trying something longer.