Chapter 7

The next day Harry decided to visit Ron to discuss their Transfiguration home work. Ever since Hermione ended up with Snape she was even more adamant they do their own homework. He knocked on the frame of the painting and Ron let him in. "Harry!" he said smiling, though Harry thought he looked a little green.

"Hey Ron. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah!" he said smiling. "Everything's great!"

"You look a little ill." Harry said frowning. He was worried about Ron.

"Oh." Ron blushed and bit his lip. Harry's frown deepened. What was going on? "I'm pregnant." Ron blurted out.

Harry choked. "What?!"

"I'm pregnant." Ron said blushing still.

"Male wizards can get pregnant!" Harry said surprised.

Ron started laughing. "Of course they can Harry. If it's to males then the process is magical just as much as it is sexual. Didn't Draco tell you this? It only can happen to bottoms."

Harry blushed. "I'm not the bottom."

It was Ron's turn to choke. "Draco Malfoy is a bottom?!"

"Sh!" Harry hissed. "Don't let anyone hear Ron. He's very selfconscious. He's probably going to kill me just for telling you."

"Woah. Is that why he fell off his broom yesterday? Is Draco pregnant?" Ron asked.

"I don't know." Harry said frowning. "I don't think so. I mean I was there for the hours! I think he would've told me if he was pregnant. Right?"

"I don't know mate." Ron said with a shrug taking a sip of pumpkin juice and then promptly rushing to the bathroom to throw up. Harry followed and rubbed his back soothingly. "Maybe he was scared." Ron said now that he could talk again.

"Maybe." Harry said frowning. "How'd Blaise take it?"

"He was beyond happy." Ron said beaming. "He was so sweet. A bit over protective, but I know it's because he loves me. He's so great Harry. I can't imagine being with anyone else now. I mean he's just perfect for me."

"I'm glad you're happy Ron." Harry said smiling.

"I hope you and Draco find your happiness soon too." Ron said giving Harry's hand a squeeze.

"Thanks." Harry said with a small smile. "I think I'm gonna go talk to him."

"Okay. Good luck mate. I'm gonna take a nap. If you see Blaise on your way would you tell him to come to our bedroom and cuddle me."

Harry chuckled. "Sure thing." He left Ron to his nap and headed to the hospital wing.

"I don't know what to do Blaise." Draco said wringing his hands nervously. His friend had stopped by to check on him and Draco had ended up telling him everything he was feeling.

"Just tell him." Blaise said with a shrug. "I'm sure he'll be happy. I know I was happy when I found out Ron was pregnant."

"Is that why he was in here for forever yesterday?" Draco asked curiously.

"Yep." Blaise said proudly. "I'm going to have a kid."

"I feel bad for the poor child." Draco snorted. "You for a father and Weasel...Ron's looks."

"Hey! Ron's very attractive."

"Maybe to you." Draco said. "At least my baby will be actually handsome."

Blaise snorted. "Whatever Malfoy. I'll see you later."

Harry caught Blaise at the end of the hall. "You're husband wants you home." he said as they passed in the hall.

"Thanks Potter. I'll head there faster." He chuckled. "You're man needs to talk to you. It's important."

"Well I'll head there faster." He laughed, quoting Blaise. He walked into the hospital wing and over to Draco. "What's so important that you needed to tell me?"

Draco cursed under his breath. He looked at Harry, who looked back at him expectantly. "Um..." he played with his hands. This was so nervewracking. "I'm pregnant." he whispered.

"You...you are?!" Harry said shocked and happy. Then he frowned. "You told Blaise about it?"

"I...I needed some advice. I was scared. I didn't want to be pregnant, but now that I am I don't want to give my baby up. But I thought maybe you wouldn't want it because it was with me." He sniffled.

"I would never be upset with you. We talked about this already. I thought you were getting more comfortable coming to me with things." Harry said, feeling very hurt.

"Yeah. Little things. Things that don't mean anything. This is a living person Harry! Growing in my stomach!" Draco said raising his voice offensively.

"Yes and we made it together!" Harry said raising his voice as well.

"I just needed to talk to someone I knew I could trust!" Draco said not thinking about the words till they already hung in the air. Harry looked like he'd just been slapped. "Harry..."

"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry hissed. He stormed out of the hospital wing and back to the apartment. He boxed up his few things that he'd brought with him and marched toward the Gryffindor common room.

A few hours later Draco was released from the hospital. He walked back to the apartment and asked Dobby to bring him something to eat if it wasn't too much trouble. Dobby obliged because he'd seen how Draco had changed. When Draco walked in the bedroom something felt off. He glanced at Harry's side of the bed and noticed the book Harry had been reading (some muggle book) was missing from his night stand. Draco frowned and checked the dresser drawers, the things in the bathroom. Everything of Harry's was gone. He felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest and trampled on. He climbed into bed and curled into a ball clutching Harry's pillow. The only thing that Harry had left as a memory.