Chapter 7

The next morning Draco started to wonder, 'What if it was just a joke? What if Harry really had left him and didn't want him anymore?'

'For that you need to go and find out? Nothing bad can come from it,' He said to himself. But there was… he could get hurt if Harry really didn't send this letter to him.

The blond shook his head. 'Stop it!' He commanded to himself mentally. 'Just go to Hogwarts, get some clothes for you and for Harry from the closet (after all if he really is there than he should need some clothes) and if Harry wasn't there then… you just will have a place to get food. Surely Dumbledore wouldn't banish a pregnant person.'

Draco packed a bag he found in one of the closets, and put in some useful things he felt they probably would need. The rest of it he could get at Hogwarts.

How was he going to get there? He can't apparate… he's pregnant. He doesn't have a portkey and he doesn't have money to get there by the Knight Bus.

But maybe he has… maybe they left some money somewhere…

Hogwarts never looked better before, with the snow on the outside and the Christmas décors and the mist on the windows.

Draco was walking on the path to Hogwarts stairs unsecured, when suddenly warm big hands hugged his waist. "Uh!" Draco shrieked, he didn't notice the man. Draco raised his eyes and saw a pair of loving green eyes and messy black as night hair of his lover Harry Potter.

"Harry!" Draco returned the hug; he couldn't believe he finally had his Harry back with him. Warm red lips met cold pink lips in a passionate kiss, which they both craved for months.

Draco moaned when their tongues met in a desirously dance, "Harry…"

"Fuck Draco… I missed you so much… you have no idea…" murmured Harry in his ear.

"I love you Harry, never stopped." Draco murmured in return.