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Chapter 4

There was a fishy smell. He couldn't quite place where it was coming from, but he knew that it stunk. And it was making him very sick at the moment. Harry rushed toward the loo just in time to loose the rest of his stomach's contents all over the toilet seat.

After cleaning himself up with his wand, he made his way into the main cottage looking for Draco. When he heard what he thought to be voices in the sitting room, he halted to listen.

"…Who love each other as much as you and Harry. Do not try to shy away from this question." He heard who he thought to be Narcissa

"Mother." Draco whined.

"No. Answer me." Yes, defiantly Narcissa; he would recognize the reprimanding tone anywhere. There was a pause. "NOW Draco Lucius."

"Yes." Draco mumbled; barely loud enough for him to hear.

"Dragon. The facts are all here. Your Harry is pregnant." He heard a thump followed by, "Draco. Draco Darling? Are you okay? HARRY!" He heard the Floo roaring to life, and a second later Narcissa was standing in the cottage sitting room.

All Harry could do was stand there. To say he was shocked would be an understatement. He was completely and utter confounded; as much or more so than when he found out he was a wizard- a famous one at that.

"Harry? Harry dear are you okay. You look as though you've just seen Voldemort. You haven't have you? Your scar isn't hurting is it?" Narcissa broke him out of his reverie. He looked up into the worried eyes of his mother-in-law, exchanging a simple 'no Mum', before hurrying into tend to Draco.

Watching Harry as he started toward Draco, she realized- for the first time- that she was going to be a grandmother.

As realization sunk in, she began thinking of all the things she could do for her boy's little one. "Oh", she giggled to herself.

'I wonder what it will be. I do so wish for a girl. It would be ever so nice to have another female in the house.' Narcissa thought, as she began to prepare their midday meal.

'Oh. Yes that would be divine. To have a little girl to spoil- even more that is.'

With Draco and Harry for fathers, any child would be completely splurged upon. Even worse so with Lucius, Severus- who had become very fond of Harry over the years since he had retired from Hogwarts- and Narcissa for Grandparents. And to think, Sirius and Remus as Harry's stand in parents. 'Such good men.'

She couldn't wait to see who would be the godparents. She knew they were partial to Granger and the eldest Weasley twin. Also to Blaise and Neville Longbottom –Zabini- their little boy was adorable. Yes, they would most defiantly pick one of the two.

Narcissa was startled out of her thoughts by the sound of a door slamming. Going around the corner to investigate, she found her arms full of sobbing Harry.
"Harry dear. What happened?" The Slytherin asked, although she knew full well what happened. Narcissa led him to the table, and took the kettle off of the stove. After she had poured the tea, she sat down beside the still sobbing Harry, and took his tan hand in her pale one. Narcissa asked again.

In response the Gryffindor simply shook his head.

"Please tell me what happened, love. So I know the proper curse to use on my son."

Harry sighed, but told her. (AN/ I HOPE YOU ALL KNOW THAT I LOVE MY READERS DEARLY… I ALMOST STOPPED HERE… Well carry on then what are you waiting for Christmas? oh Review!)

"I had gone in there to see if he was okay. He had woken up, and was sitting on the couch, but when I walked up to him he had his head in his hands crying. I sat down beside him and went to put my arm around him, when he put up his hand and pushed me away. He looked up, and said four simply words to me. 'I don't want it.' He got up and walked to the bedroom. I went to follow him, and opened the door to talk, but he yelled, 'I don't want you or your stupid half-blood baby, Potter. Leave me alone!' Then he threw his rings at me, and slammed the door in my face. That's when you found me."

After Harry had finished, he was sobbing again and had completely abandoned any previous dignity. He held up the silver wedding band, and the sliver and emerald engagement ring he had gotten Draco, in a shaky hand. Narcissa took them and placed them on the table, sure Draco would come to is senses and want them again.

When she turned back, she saw that Harry had fallen asleep. Levitating him into the guest bedroom, she laid him gently on the bed, brushed the fringe out of his eyes, and covered him with the sham. After gently closing the door, and turning off the light, she left, running to Floo call Sirius and Remus.

Meanwhile Back in London…

Remus sat at the breakfast table, reading the Morning Prophet, and drinking his daily cup of tea. Finishing the paper, he put it down with a sigh, and picked up his book instead.

Sirius could see him. He was so close. All he had to do was walk down the stairs to touch him. No correction… Lick him. Yes, that was all he had to do to get his Moony to come back to bed. 'Darn you Moony.' He thought as he began to creep down the stairs, hardly missing the one that squeaked, and barely catching himself before he could fall face first into the plant beside the stairwell. 'Wolves are supposed to sleep all day, and play all night. Why should you be any different?'

Reaching the landing, Sirius crept softly into the breakfast nook, behind Remus and slowly put his arms around the reading werewolf. Before Remus could scream though, Sirius covered the Gryffindor's mouth with his.

When he was sure his Moony wouldn't run away, he pulled back from the kiss and gulped in much needed air. Remus turned back to his book, and Sirius let him, if but only for a moment.

Leaning down to the smaller man's ear, Sirius gave it one short lick; a lick he knew would drive the werewolf close to insanity. Receiving a moan, he licked the shell of Remus' ear again.

"Siri, Padfoot. Stop. You know what that does to me. I can't… think straight... With you… bloody… doing… that… Hngh… STOP!" Remus breathed, not really meaning it, and trying to concentrate on his book.

"You know you love it. You find me bloody irresistible. Admit it. You couldn't make me stop even if you wanted to- which I know you don't." The taller man said between licks.

"Padfoot.. Stop please. Someone's flooing us. Sirius stop, it could be one of the boys!" This stopped Sirius dead in his tracks. Running to the fireplace however, it was neither Draco nor Harry that he found, but Narcissa Malfoy.

"Narcissa. To what do we owe this pleasure." Since the end of the war, Sirius had come to like- maybe even lo… Well maybe not that but Remus was working on him- his cousin, and her husband and son.

"The boys have had a fight. Although you may want to sit." Narcissa replied. She looked as though she may have wanted to say something else, but she held her tongue.

"Oh, do come through. You must be horribly uncomfortable standing on your knees. I'll make tea." Remus said, hobbling into the kitchen; his joints still sore from the last full moon.

In no time Narcissa was sitting with the boys, sipping tea, and waiting to give her news.

"Now, are you ready for my news?" They nodded their heads, signaling for her to continue.

"This may come as a shock to you, but… Harry... He's… Boys he's pregnant." Remus smiled, putting his hand over his own stomach, which did not go unnoticed by Narcissa. Sirius gasped, put his hand over his forehead, and fainted.

"But that's not all… is it?" Sirius asked, after he had recovered from his short spell.

"No. No it's not. You see, Draco, well he's scared. Scared that he won't make a good father, like his own was before and during the second war. And when he gets scared, he says things, truly horrible things that he never means, that regrets terribly after saying.

"So naturally, this was a scary situation, and well…" She held out Draco's rings for them to see.

"After I told him Harry was pregnant he fainted…" She told them the whole story, from Draco fainting up until the part where Harry told her what happened.

"He came to me after they had talked. He told me that Draco had said he didn't want the baby. He was crying and sobbing and clutching his stomach as if he didn't protect his baby someone would take it."

"That's truly horrible. Maybe, maybe Harry should come here. Just until things cool down. What do you say Siri?" Sirius nodded shortly and made his way up the stairs. Remus could tell that his husband was trying hard not to show his anger in front of Narcissa. "I think that's a wonderful Idea Remus. I'll Floo back t the island and collect Harry and his things. Oh and Remus?" Narcissa asked innocently.

"Yes Cissy."

"Do take that glamour off. I'm sure you look absolutely radiant pregnant. Oh and try to calm Sirius, BEFORE he does something stupid to land himself in Azkaban again." Narcissa laughed as she stepped into the Floo.

Smiling, Remus did as he was told and revealed his overly large stomach.

"Oh, I was right. You do look simply radiant. I'll be back in a bit with Harry." Kissing his cheek, she called out her destination and was gone in a flash of green light.

The werewolf hobbled up the stairs, and tried to find his lover before he decided which unforgivable to use on Draco first.