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Chapter 10 - Nathaniel

'Young one, you must wake.'

Harry could hardly breathe. His mind was foggy and his entire body ached, even his hair. He spent much of his time unconscious and the rest of it trying to fight the net that held him down.

Riddle had spent hours talking at him and even more hours staring at him, but Harry didn't know this. The delirium caused by the pain and the distance from his Paladin worsened by the day. He vaguely remembered a room full of people at least twice but there could have been more times. He also remembered the absolute agony that had torn through him when Riddle had tried to cut out some of the scales on his back. He'd screamed until he was hoarse and after his heart had stopped for the third time and Riddle had had his medi-wizard start it yet again, the Dark Lord had given up...at least for the moment.

Now he lay bathed in sweat and his own mess, dehydrated and feverish, flinching only slightly as he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. 'Young one, come on. Time cannot be held for much longer.'

Harry's swollen eyes cracked open. 'Linael.' He whispered, wondering if he was dreaming. The word was no more than a puff of air.

'Yes, come on.' The older Draconian gently slid Harry onto his back and wrapped his cloak around him.

'How.' Harry whispered, looking down at the remains of the net that had held him down so tightly. It now sat in a smouldering pile on the floor and each corner of the table had been burned away.

Linael looked at him, his starling blue eyes filled with sorrow at the pain showing in Harry's. 'The net will only work from over the top, young one. Once it was over you, there was no escape…at least not on your own.'

Harry looked around to see two Death Eaters standing either side of the door as if petrified. 'How did you find me?'

'You've been calling out for days.' Linael answered cryptically as he gently picked Harry and winced when Harry hissed in pain as the mangled skin on his back came in contact with Linael's chest. 'Sorry, but we need to get out of here and quickly.'

Harry just laid his head back against Linael's chest and closed his eyes, knowing the other Draconian would take care of him once again.

Linael closed his eyes tightly also and pushed outwards with his magic and moments later they disappeared with a crack just as time moved on and the two men standing stiffly by the door suddenly moved towards them.

'What did you mean by holding time?' Harry finally whispered, his eyes still closed and head lolling against the Draconian's shoulder as Linael carried him out of the forest and up towards the castle.

'It is something you can also do, young one.' Linael murmured softly. 'But now is not the time. You need your Paladin and he is in great need of you also.'

Harry's eyes widened. 'Draco.' He breathed and struggled to be put down.

'Rest easy, young one…we are almost there.'

Harry felt consciousness slipping away after the struggle left him gasping. Linael's steps quickened as the Draconian carried him through the darkened corridors of the castle towards the hospital wing.

It was seemingly empty when Linael swept in, letting the younger Draconian's magic guide him to where his Paladin lay in the dimly lit room. The bed widened automatically as they approached and Linael placed an almost asleep Harry down beside Draco and smiled as the two immediately reached for the other. He watched as colour and heat began to return to the almost white scales and skin as Draco's body moulded to Harry's.

He knew the boy needed potions and healing but first and foremost he needed his Paladin and Linael remained standing by the bed for several hours making sure none interfered with the two boys even as day broke and Poppy woke, surprised to see the man standing in the hospital wing, and even more surprised when she saw the filthy and blood covered form of the Boy-Who-Lived in bed beside her patient.

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'What in Merlin's name?' Severus cried as he saw the damage to the scales and skin on Harry's back. Poppy had immediately summoned both the headmaster and Snape.

'I believe young Riddle was trying to remove some of his scales.' Linael said bluntly, startling two of the three adults in the room who hadn't seen him leaning against the wall almost directly opposite the bed.

'Linael?' Severus breathed. 'You…you bought him back?'

The older Draconian nodded and moved off the wall to come and stand by the bed. 'The situation in which he found himself was not something he could have escaped from without assistance. I heard him calling, as I heard young Draco, and so I returned.'

'We cannot thank you enough.' Dumbledore murmured sagely as Snape lowered himself to the edge of the bed and reached out with a shaking hand to touch Harry's hair as if to convince himself that he was really there.

Linael gave the headmaster a tight smile and gently touched Snape's shoulder. 'Some hellebore paste would help with that infection.' He said softly and Snape nodded, shaking himself out of his reverie and standing up, quickly heading for the door as the elder Draconian turned back to Dumbeldore.

'This would not have happened without your Ministry and press prying into every detail of his life as if it was their business.' Linael all but growled at the headmaster, tearing his eyes from Harry as Madame Pomfrey moved to clean and heal the rest of Harry's body as he slept.

Dumbledore signed heavily. 'I understand, Linael. Believe me, I do. But even without the entire Boy-Who-Lived palaver, the fact that Harry is a Draconian was going to be something that would have been difficult to keep secret.'

'Be that as it may.' Linael snapped. 'I will not have information that may threaten the young one's life thrown freely around any longer. I will be meeting with your Minister and enacting the Rite of Agnitio.'

Dumbeldore's eyes widened slightly and then he frowned. 'Don't you think that that might be a bit difficult? It is hard to track exactly what information is being released by the Ministry or what is being written in the papers.' Dumbledore insisted as Severus walked back into the room.

Linael sneered. 'And to think, I thought it was just the children at this…school…who were ignorant.' He drawled, turning away from the headmaster and looking back at the young men entwined on the bed as the potions master re-entered the room and knelt down beside Harry.

Harry let out a soft cry as Severus gently smeared the hellebore on the wound on his back as Poppy finished cleaning and healing the rest of him and with a flick of her wand changed him into a pair of clean pyjama bottoms.

'Shh, Harry. It's alright.' Snape's soft baritone washed across Harry's slight consciousness and in spite of the pain he knew he was truly safe.

'Father.' Harry breathed and cracked his eyes open slightly. Snape smiled and placed his hand on Harry's arm, squeezing softly.

'Yes, you're safe now. Just rest. We will stay and watch over you.' Snape intoned quietly and Linael moved until he was in Harry's line of sight also.

Harry glanced between the two men several times before closing his eyes and burying his head in Draco's hair once again and pulling the blond closer to him.

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Draco felt consciousness returning to him late the next day. He felt warm and safe and he idly wondered just what sort of warming charm Madame Pomfrey was using on her blankets today. He could hear the distant sounds of children playing outside so he guessed it was either the afternoon, after classes, or the weekend. If he was honest with himself he didn't really care, he felt far too good right where he was. He snuggled a bit further into the warm blankets, smiling as the blanket moved and gently rubbed his back, placing a tender kiss on his temple.

Draco's eyes suddenly shot open, catching sight of a familiar jaw line. As much as he wanted to hug the other tightly and never let him go, he wrenched himself away and staggered out of bed, even as Harry awakened instantly and shot out of bed after him.

'Dray.' Harry's voice was raspy as if he'd been screaming and the Draconian staggered strongly and almost fell to his knees causing Draco's eyes to widen before they narrowed.

'Get away from me.' He snarled.

'Dray, please listen.' Harry pleaded, grabbing hold of the edge of the nearest bed.

Neither noticed the three adults who had been sitting quietly in front of the fireplace across the room and who had stood immediately when Draco had.

'Why the hell should I?' Draco yelled, his eyes filling with tears. 'You left me, you bastard. You left us.' He added, wrapping an arm around his significantly rounded waist.

'I didn't want to but I had to keep you safe.' Harry insisted.

'Safe?' Draco all but screeched. 'I've been in this bloody hospital wing for two weeks. On my own! Where the hell were you?'

Harry sighed. 'I told you…I had to go. I told you.'

'And I told you I didn't understand why.' Draco screeched. 'I pleaded with you not to go. But you still had to be a bloody Gryffindor and you went and you left me!' Tears were streaming opening down Draco's face now as Harry staggered across the half dozen steps to grasp his Paladin's shoulders.

Draco let out a heartbreaking cry and punched Harry in the chest, his small fist barely felt through the scales.

Harry let the Slytherin hit him several more times before he tightened his arms, wrapping them around the trembling body and holding him close. 'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' He whispered over and over into the other boy's ear as Draco broke down in his arms, much as he'd done that first night they'd arrived at Hogwarts.

'You left us.' Draco sobbed, his whole body shaking with the force or his emotions.

'Never again.' Harry promised. 'Never ever again.' He repeated. It was too much for Poppy who disappeared into her office with tears pouring down her face as both Snape and Linael headed towards the boys.

They got there just in time as the last of Harry's new found strength failed him and they were quickly levitated back over to the bed. Severus opened his mouth to speak but Harry shook his head, pulling Draco closer and trying to stop the tremors wracking the other boy's body. He glanced to Linael for a moment and the older Draconian nodded, grasping Snape's arm and tugging him gently away from the bed and erecting a hazy shield around it.

Harry pulled slightly away from Draco and reached up to run his fingers through the soft blond hair as he took in the red and swollen eyes and tear stained cheeks.

'I'm sorry, Dray.' Harry whispered, kissing him softly as he tried to calm the blond. 'I will never leave you again.' He murmured softly. Draco's silver eyes searched his intently as if testing the truth in the statement. 'Please forgive me. I was stupid and thoughtless. I was trying to keep you safe and I almost lost you.'

Draco's eyes were full of pain. 'I was scared for you.' He whispered.

Harry swallowed. 'I know.' He breathed, moving his hand to gently wipe the tears from Draco's cheeks.

'I thought…I thought I…might never see you again.' Draco stammered, another set of tears filling his eyes and trickling down his face.

Harry's heart gave a pained lurch and his eyes closed slowly before opening again. 'I know.' He repeated.

Draco's fist opened till it rested flat on Harry's chest, his other coming up to touch the scales down his cheek. 'Please.' He whispered and the Draconian sucked in a breath at the need contained in the single word. He tightened his arms around the smaller figure and captured his lips in a searing kiss before laying a scorching trail across his jaw and down his neck. Clothes were banished as Harry's mouth moved across Draco's chest and down over the rounded stomach; a much rounder stomach than Harry had expected it to be. He almost stopped to question it but Draco let out a moan that went straight to his groin as a number of select images flashed in his head. He let out a groan of his own and all coherent thought left him except worshipping the beautiful body laid out before him.

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It was sometime later they joined and Draco once again broke down and Harry stilled and held him tightly again but Draco shook his head. 'No, don't stop. Please don't stop.' Draco begged and Harry conceded, murmuring softly in the blonde's ear as they started moving together again.

'I love you, Dragon. I'll never leave you again. I swear to you that I have to move mountains to make it so, I will always be with you.'

Draco cried out as they finished and Harry held him close, trying to steady his breathing as his hand went to Draco's rounded stomach, feeling the magic of the child they shared. 'Nathaniel' He whispered suddenly.

Draco looked up at him, his eyes shining with more than just tears. 'A boy?' He breathed and Harry nodded, his mouth curving into a gentle smile.

'Our son.' Harry murmured and Draco's entire face lit up even as his own hands flew to his stomach to cover Harry's. The warm of love surrounding the two grew stronger and Draco bathed in it as he felt Harry pull him close, settling the blankets back over them and keeping their hands entwined over their son as they both closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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'Just who in Merlin's name do you think you are?' Fudge's angry voice drifted out into the corridor where a number of Ministry staff had gathered including the Minister's secretary who had been too afraid of the Draconian to stop Linael from stalking into the room unannounced.

'Is your memory that pitiful that you cannot remember who I am? It has been only a month after all. And I am hardly what you would term easily forgotten. ' Linael's deep tenor floated out also and the group exchanged glances. They could all just imagine Fudge bristling in his seat.

'My question was more who you thought you were just waltzing in here without an appointment. Everyone who sees me makes an appointment.' Fudge said imperiously.

There was silence for a moment before Linael let out a laugh…and it was not a nice one either. 'You should be eternally grateful…Sir…that I do not concern myself in the lives of wizards.'

'Well, what the hell do you want then?' The Minister snapped.

A few of the braver employees moved further forward till they could peek through the gap in the door at the tall scaled figure staring in silence at the Minister who was this time almost shredding the piece of parchment in his hand.

'You were warned, wizard.' Linael said darkly. 'You were warned that he was not your weapon. And you ignored that warning. You gave out information that allowed him to be harmed. You allowed those people to print information that was not for everyone to know. You almost got him killed. And that is something that hasn't happened in almost four thousand years.'

Fudge blustered again but the look on Linael's face kept him quiet. The Draconian lifted his hands slightly and closed his eyes. 'Tectum agnitio.' He whispered and pushed outwards. His magic pulsed out of him, spreading outwards in all directions, washing first over Fudge then through the walls and over those listening outside and continued on, gaining speed, until it covered half way around the world. Those standing outside stared at each other wide eyed at the sheer weight of it. None knew what it was but couldn't help feeling a distinct prickle on the back of their necks. In countries far away witches and wizards all wondered what that single pulse was, where it came from, and what it meant.

Back in Fudge's office the Minister regained his backbone just as Linael opened his eyes, those piercing blue surveying Fudge as if her were the lowest form of life.

'What in Merlin's name was that?' The Minister hissed.

Linael's expression darked once again. 'The Rite of Agnitio has been enacted. No further information will be forthcoming. You were warned, wizard. And you will not be warned again.' Linael gave the Minister a final glare and apparated away without a sound causing Fudge's mouth to drop open in shock at a feat that should have been impossible.

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It was only hours later as Fudge sat in his darkened off, sipping Firewhiskey and contemplating just how to summon Harry Potter to the Ministry, as his quill seemed unable to even write the boy's name any longer, that the ability of the Draconian to apparate within the heavily fortified wards of the Ministry finally dawned on him.

He wasn't safe.

Anywhere.

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'How are you feeling?' Severus questioned Harry softly as the Draconian sat back against the headboard, a still sleeping Draco held tight in his arms and his fingers running through the blond head of hair that lay on his chest.

Harry glanced up at his father. 'Like I missed something very important.' He whispered his other hand trailing down to rest over Draco's swollen stomach.

'We were just about to mount an assault on Riddle's house when Linael brought you back.' Severus told him.

'How did you know I was there?'

'Miss Bulstrode told us.'

Harry's eyes widened and Snape nodded in reply to the unasked question. 'Bollocks.' He swore softly.

'I hope you're not planning on kissing our son with that mouth.' Draco murmured sleepily into Harry's chest causing Snape to snort softly.

'Good morning.' Harry whispered into the blonde hair and Draco lifted it his head to peer up at Harry through half lidded eyes.

'It is.' Draco murmured back and gave Harry a small grin before dropping his head back to Harry's chest and signing softly.

Harry couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he turned back to his father who was watching them fondly.

'Son?'

Harry nodded. 'Yes.' He whispered. 'Although looking at the size of Draco you'd think we were having triplets.' He chuckled.

This comment caused Draco's small fist to land on his chest again even though the Slytherin didn't move from his comfortable position. 'You'd better not be calling me fat.' He grumbled and Harry laughed.

'Particularly as it's your fault.' Snape added looking at Harry.

'Why doesn't that surprise me.' Draco drawled, finally waking and shifting further up Harry's body until his head rested on Harry's shoulder and he could look at Snape. 'What did he do now?'

'Hey!'

'Didn't Poppy tell you?' Snape asked curiously.

Draco went a very unbecoming shade of red. 'She didn't tell me much after the first time she mentioned Harry.' He said evasively.

Harry and Snape exchanged glances. 'Why not?' They asked simultaneously.

Draco blush deepened and Harry could feel the heat of his skin against his own. 'I might have…hexed her…once or twice.' Draco stammered out and Harry broke into laugher even as Snape turned away to hide his own amusement.

'You're lucky she didn't have you expelled.' Harry chortled.

Draco punched him again. 'Hey, I was alone and scared. You'd just left and she was talking at me and she wouldn't shut up and I couldn't, in that moment, even cope with the mention of your name alright.' He muttered sulkily.

Harry's arms tightened around his Paladin and he turned his head till he could kiss the soft skin at Draco's temple. 'I'm sorry.' He whispered. Grey eyes glanced up at him and Draco's expression softened.

'I know.' He whispered back.

Snape cleared his throat quietly after several moments when it was clear the two weren't going to look away.

'So, what did he do?' Draco asked again, settling his head back down on Harry's shoulder.

Snape leant back in his chair, folding his hands neatly in his lap. 'Whatever spell it was that you cast before you left has had an effect on the growth if the foetus.' He said bluntly.

Harry glanced down at the figure in his arms and frowned. 'But I didn't cast any spell. I just…I just wanted to protect Draco and the baby…in case something…' Harry trailed off and looked away as he felt Draco tense.

'The baby is well protected.' Snape murmured studying them intently. 'Your magic is surrounding it. Poppy can only cast diagnostic spells to check its health otherwise she cannot see or do anything for it. That is why we didn't know the gender yet.'

'Wouldn't it be too early anyway? I didn't think you could tell those sorts of things till ages through and Draco's only about eight weeks.' Harry frowned, idly wondering just what the hell he'd done now.

'According to the size of the foetus Draco is currently at 28 weeks.' Snape said softly.

Harry's eyes widened so far they looked as though they may fall out of his head. 'What? But how?'

Onyx black eyes continued studying him in silence for a moment. 'My guess is…and it is only a guess mind you…is that you wished for the baby to be born as quickly as possible so that both he and Draco were in less danger.'

Harry mind flashed back to that particular nightmare even as his arms tightened convulsively. 'Perhaps.' He murmured but he knew it was true.

Snape raised an eyebrow and waited, as if he knew what was coming.

Harry's eyes shot up again. 'I haven't…hurt Draco have I?' He whispered suddenly.

Draco opened his mouth to reply but Snape gave a surreptitious shake of his head. 'If you had not returned it is highly likely that Draco would not have survived the pregnancy.' The potions master decided that the truth might just make Harry stop and think before racing off next time.

Harry's sucked in an enormous breath and mouth dropped open as a horrified expression covered his face. 'Oh god.' He breathed. The thought that Draco might have died because of him was unfathomable. 'I…I didn't mean…'

'Shhh.' Draco said, giving Snape and dark look as he lifted himself and straddled Harry's lap, running his fingers down the suddenly cool scales on Harry's cheeks as he stared into the verdant green eyes. 'It's okay. Calm down. You're back and you're safe and you're never doing that again.' He said firmly.

Harry swallowed heavily and nodded stiffly. 'No.' He croaked out and Draco smiled and tilted his head up to kiss the other boy passionately.

'Well, you're obviously both feeling better then.' Poppy said briskly as she made her way across the wing towards them. 'That's good as you have a swarm of people wanting to know how you are.'

Harry's eye brow rose in question as Draco turned back around and lay down with his head on Harry's stomach as he let Poppy cast her usual spells.

Poppy ignored the question in his eyes and looked between the two boys and the potions master. 'I spoke to St Mungo's today and the Head of Healing has said that it will be dangerous for Mr Potter to remove the spell on the baby at this stage. They don't know what effect that would have for the growth to immediately slow.'

'Well that's bloody lucky, ' Harry muttered. 'seeing as I don't know what spell it was, let alone how to remove the blasted thing.'

Draco snorted and Harry smiled again, carding his hands through the blond hair tickling his stomach.

'I can't do much else for you, Mr Malfoy at this stage. Your strength has returned and you are just as healthy as you were two weeks ago. I'll give your bond one thing boys…it is very strong.'

Draco gave Harry a cheeky grin and the Draconian tugged lightly on his hair in response.

Poppy just rolled her eyes but could stop the small smile that crossed her lips. 'Are you up for visitors? One in particular you should see.' She said firmly and beckoned to a figure standing just inside the door to her office.

'Linael.' Harry breathed as the elder Draconian crossed the room towards them. This time it was Draco who fumbled up off the bed and took the elder's hands in his own.

'Thank you.' He whispered. 'Thank you for bringing him back to me. I know you did.'

Linael looked at him curiously for a moment before his expression softened. 'You're quite welcome, Paladin. You're call to him was so very strong. I would not have responded except in the direst of circumstances.'

Draco nodded and stood up on tiptoes to place a kiss on the soft scales of Linael's cheek before blushing and darting back to Harry who accepted him back into his arms and pulled him close, glancing up at Lineal who was smiling at him fondly.

'You mentioned something about stopping time.' Harry said bluntly and Snape's eyebrows shot to his hairline.

The Draconian nodded, not surprised that Harry remembered exactly what had been said. 'Yes, as I said, it is something you can do also. It cannot be taught, you will know how to do it if you need to.'

Harry hesitated as if wanting to ask more but thought better of it as he chewed his lower lip thoughtfully. 'What was that net?'

Linael's mouth pressed together in a thin line as his jaw clenched momentarily. 'Do not concern yourself, Young One. The knowledge of its power over you has been…erased. Suffice to say that all one needed to do to subdue you was place it over you. It is something that no one knew until your Ministry opened their mouth.'

Harry glanced at his father and arched an eyebrow at the angered edge to Linael's voice but the potions master just shook his head, gesturing that he would explain it later.

'Are you going to stay now?' Draco asked tentatively.

Linael smiled at the two and shook his head. 'I cannot I'm afraid. I have lingered here longer than was wise. I must return to my home to rest.'

'You could rest here.' Harry murmured hopefully. 'I'm sure Professor Dumbledore would be happy to have you.'

Once again Linael shook his head. 'I must return home, Young One. I cannot get the sort of rest I need here.'

Harry's mind flashed back to the night the elder Draconian had arrived. When he'd said to Harry that he'd awakened to come and find him…and he understood. He gently lifted Draco up and slid out from behind him and stood up. He crossed to stand in front of the taller man, watching as the Draconian raised an eyebrow.

'Thank you.' He whispered reaching out towards the other. 'Thank you…for everything.'

Linael smiled and bent his head as he embraced the young man. 'You are very welcome.' He whispered in Harry's ear before pulling away. 'Look after your Paladin, Young One. He is a part of you.'

'I will.' Harry promised and watched as Linael pulled away and with a nod to both Severus and Draco, he disappeared.

'How about we go and see our friends? Let them know that we are both okay.' Draco asked softly, having moved to Harry's side and wrapping his arms around the Draconian's waist.

Harry glanced down at him and smiled, lowering his head and brushing his lips over Draco's. 'Sounds wonderful.' He murmured.

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Dinner in the great hall that night was a boisterous affair. When Harry, Draco and Severus walked into the room almost half an hour later, after the two boys had cleaned up and changed into fresh robes, the hall had gone deathly silent for almost a minute until Hermione's high pitched squeal sounded out and Harry found his arms full of bushy haired Gryffindor.

'It's good to see you back, mate.' Ron said sincerely as together with Draco he tried to pull the girl off his friend.

Harry's smile grew. 'It's good to be back.' He replied softly as whispers broke out around the hall.

'Hi Potter.' Blaise, Millicent, Crabbe and Goyle had wandered over to the group in the doorway.

Harry looked over the four Slytherins before glancing at Draco. 'Thank you.' He said simply and they nodded, knowing without words what the thanks was for.

'Hey Malfoy, you get much rounder and you'll fall off your broom. You'd better lay off the chocolate frogs.' Ron chuckled, instantly lightening the atmosphere.

Draco glared at the Gryffindor and lifted his wand but Harry caught his arm and pushed it down, wrapping the other one round his shoulders and kissing the top of his head. 'Just ignore the uncouth Gryffindor, Dray.' He murmured, tossing a smirk at Ron. 'He's just jealous because you're so gorgeous.'

The Slytherins and Hermione burst out laughing as Ron pretended to gag. Draco gifted Ron with a smug look and began tugging Harry towards the Slytherin table.

'Come on, I'm starving.' The blonde insisted.

'We'll see you later, Harry.' Hermione called out hopefully.

Harry stopped and glanced down at Draco, clearly reluctant to leave his Paladin who was excited to have dinner with his friends for the first time in two weeks, but knowing that his friends had missed him also over the two weeks.

Millicent solved his dilemma by grasping Hermione's hand quite firmly and pulling her towards the Slytherin table also. 'Come on, I'm sure no one will mind if you eat with us too.' She said firmly.

Whispers broke out around the hall, and a number of eyebrows were raised at the Slytherin table that showed there certainly were a number of them that minded a Gryffindor at their table. Of course, the bright smile that broke out on Harry's face, and the unguarded look of delight in his eyes quickly silenced them all and finally Ron joined them, dragging his feet slightly, and with a look on his face as if he'd swallowed something nasty.

The conversation was stilted at first until Harry took one look at the roast beef and ice cream with maple syrup that Draco was eating…all at once.

'Urgh, Draco…how on earth can you eat that?' He groaned in disgust.

Draco shrugged. 'Nate likes it.' He said simply causing dead silence around them again as all but Draco's closest friends wondered if he'd somehow picked up a second personality. Harry's eyes glowed at the name and naturally Hermione, who saw his response, was the first to pick up on it.

'Nate? Who is Nate?' She asked suspiciously.

Harry glanced around at them, aware of the many ears listening. His smile grew wider and his hand rose so he could run them down Draco's cheek before turning his still glowing eyes back to his friends. 'Draco is pregnant.' He said softly.

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