"Good morning, would Master be liking anything for breakfast?", the house elf asked setting down the morning paper in front Draco along with a hot steaming cup of tea as his sat down.
"No thank you Poppy tea is just fine.", he said and began to take the rubber band off of the Daily Prophet.
"Would Master be needing anything else?" Poppy asked.
"No thank you Poppy, I'll call you if I need you."
"Alright Master." She spun around and left. Draco took a sip of his tea and promptly spit it out in shock as he read the Prophet headline.
'The-Boy-Who-Lived Gives Birth to Baby Boy.' Draco's eyes widened. 'What the hell!?'
He continued reading.
"Harry James Potter, age 29 has just given birth quite unexpectedly, just a few days ago to a bouncy baby boy. After contacting , he had only this to say... No matter how unexpected it was, he is utterly besotted and thrilled with his newest bundle of joy. It was quite a shock when he went into labor, but now he and the child are both healthy and happy. When asked who the father of his child is, Potter responded by saying that he would not reveal that information until he gets things sorted out. He has named the child James Sirius Potter."
Draco stopped reading it there and he looked at the picture beside the article. Harry was walking with the Granger girl and the weasel,.
He hand one hand covering his face avoiding reporters and the other holding a small bundle which Draco assumed was the child. He sat back in his chair, sighed and began to think.
remembered that night very clearly. He and Harry had ran into each other at the bar. He was rather glad to see him and Harry was happy to see him too. It had been ages since the war. They talked over a few beers and Draco had managed to bring Potter over to his flat. He opened a fresh bottle of wine and Harry had asked him if he was seeing anyone as of late. Draco had replied no. He and Astoria had just gotten a divorce. Harry had told him he just divorced the weaslette as well. Somewhere in that time, he and Harry started snogging which ended up with them doing so much more. That was exactly nine months ago today.
Fuck. Draco had no doubt that James Sirius Potter was his son.