A/N: No beta, all mistakes are my own. Warnings: Mpreg, Slash, Dark!Harry, Weasley!Bashing, Hermione!Bashing, Dumbledore!Bashing, and some language. I still haven't decided on the main pairing, but I have had some good suggestions. So far there has been Remus/Harry, Dean/Harry, and Neville/Harry. I don't think Dean/Harry is a good fit for this story, but maybe I can get Dean in here somewhere. Remus/Harry is also one that I don't think will fit, but Remus will be part of this story, just not as Harry's significant other. I'm seriously considering Neville/Harry though. I'm still considering any suggestions for the main pairing though, so suggest away.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

It took Draco less than ten minutes to convince his parents that they were needed at the school immediately and to bring Harry's personal Healer with them. They didn't know exactly what was going on, but they knew enough.

When he had returned to the sitting room, Luna and Harry were sitting in the exact same position as when he left and laughing at something that Luna had just said.

Harry heard Draco approach and turned to look at him. "So? Are they coming?"

Draco smiled teasingly at him. "I don't know, are they?"

Harry groaned. "Draco, be serious—"

"I'm not Sirius, I'm Draco." He interrupted with a cheeky smile.

Luna laughed, but Harry growled out, "Draco!"

"Okay, okay. Yes, they're on the way now. I also told them to bring your Healer along."

Harry smiled. "I forgot about doing that, thanks. Do you think we should send for the Aurors or just let your Father handle it?"

Draco pushed Harry over so he could sit on the couch again. "Let Father handle it. He's been bored lately; maybe this will keep him entertained for a little bit."

Harry snorted and smiled ruefully. "So glad my life can provide your Father entertainment, and here I thought that was your job."

Draco raised his head, giving Harry a haughty look. "Yes, well not all of us can be as special as you. Impregnating someone without even touching them, ruining the Weasleys, and beating Dumbledore at his own game," Draco suddenly deflated, looking like a lost puppy. He looked intently at Harry, begging for him to believe him. "I bet you're even his new hero."

Harry smacked Draco's head, giving him a look of great offence. "But I wanted to be your hero." He simpered, fluttering his eyelashes.

Harry turned to Luna after hearing her giggle and gave her a mock glare, but he couldn't help but smile at her happiness, which soon turned into his giggles joining hers after Luna started snorting instead of laughing. Draco soon joined in until none of them knew why they were laughing, but couldn't seem to stop.

That was how Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy found them.

"When Draco said Harry was pregnant, I didn't think it was because he put the baby there himself." Lucius whispered to his wife, giving her an incredulous stare. She had only mentioned that they were needed at Hogwarts immediately, Draco had called with the two-way mirrors and said Harry was pregnant, and had promptly dragged him through the floo. He truly hoped that the position the boys were in on the couch were no indication of the rest of the story, especially since his niece was also part of the tangle of limbs on the couch.

"Oh Lucius, hush. We both know they are just playing." She whispered back to him. Louder she said, "Now children that is no way to treat a mother to be."

Having not heard the door open or the whispered conversation, Harry jumped at Narcissa's voice, which resulted in him head-butting Draco, which caused him to curse—loudly.

"Draco Malfoy, I raised you better." Narcissa chided. She walked over to them and pushed her son off the couch and sat in his place.

Glaring at his Mother Draco said, "Hello to you too, Mother. Why don't you take my seat?"

Smirking at her son she simply replied, "Hello sweetheart, it's good to see you as well. Thank you for giving up your seat for your aging Mother." Then she turned back towards Harry, grabbing his face in her hands. "How is your face, his head didn't do too much damage did it?" She cooed, smiling.

Harry laughed, shaking his head as much as he could without knocking off her hand. "My head is fine, but I think his bony nose might have cut my ear." He said, laughing harder at the indignant denial from Draco.

Narcissa nodded seriously. "I've encountered the same with Lucius."

Lucius rolled his eyes. "No, you have not." He walked over to one of the chairs, sitting down in the one next to his son, who was still sitting on the floor. He looked at Harry shrewdly. "Now tell us why my son tells us we have to come immediately because you are pregnant. I thought you used a Purity Charm."

Harry glared at Draco, who just shrugged looking unconcerned with Harry's annoyance. "I did but what your son failed to tell you is that Ginny Weasley is pregnant and it's my child."

"I see." Lucius said, but he clearly didn't.

Harry sighed. "She used some kind of potion, we suspect that someone—probably Hermione Granger—made it for her while someone else provided the supplies and ingredients, both of which I think had to cost more than she could afford. Dumbledore had the entire Weasley family, Granger, and most of the Order up in his office when they told me, and they seemed to think she was too good for Azkaban even after I explained how it was impossible I actually fathered the child. I told them too bad, she was going to Azkaban and so was whoever helped her, and then I told them I wanted a fetus transfer and a parentage replacement done as well. I didn't stick around to find out how they took that and came here."

Lucius listened to Harry talk and couldn't help but feel conflicting emotions. On one hand he was angry; on the other he was almost giddy. This was the perfect opportunity to destroy the Weasely family.

Narcissa looked at her husband's smiling face and couldn't help but roll her eyes. He of course was probably thinking of all the legal repercussions not of the emotional ones. Turning back to Harry she took his hand in hers patting it gently. "Harry dear, you know this doesn't change anything right?"

Harry smiled. "I didn't at first, but Luna and Draco made me feel better about it." He looked down, swallowing. "I just don't want this to be my only chance."

She sighed sadly, looking at Draco, who shook his head. "Harry, how many times have we told you how incredibly lucky someone would be to have you?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know, a lot."

Luna spoke up from his other side. "We've never lied to you, so why do you think we would about this?" Harry just shrugged; he honestly didn't even know the answer. "Well we're not lying and like Draco said earlier, this doesn't change anything, just the timeline."

"I know, it's just feels like everything's changed. In a few hours I'll be pregnant." He looked at Luna. "How many wizards do you know that would want another man's child? None that I know of, or at least none of the good ones."

Lucius interrupted before someone else could say anything. "You are thinking of this the wrong way. Once you have erased the other parent than only a fool would not see this situation as an advantage. You are powerful, a bearer, and will be pregnant with a ready-made heir; the perfect future spouse."

Draco laughed. "Father, really." Lucius glared at him. "I'm not saying I disagree, but I don't think Harry is the problem, it's the fact that if another parent's magic isn't introduced within a month of the removal then the baby will die."

Lucius just stared at Draco coldly. "Draco, I honestly have no idea where you got your intelligence. I was trying to make him feel better, not worse." He stood, grabbing his cane from beside the chair, and accidentally smacked the back of his son's head. Ignoring the boy's pained yelp he looked at the occupants of the couch. "I am going to go speak to the Headmaster and make sure the Weasley girl is still here, along with contacting our solicitor. I will return when it is time to go to the Infirmary, where your Healer is waiting for when she is needed." He turned and left, hoping that Severus might want to come with him to the Headmaster's office; he knew his old friend would enjoy the looks on the Weasleys faces almost as much as himself.

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews last chapter!