A/N so I think I will turn it into a male pregnancy. Sorry to those who don't like that sort of thing, I want to try something a little different. Thanks for everyone's reviews! They get me writing more. So keep them coming please.
Ron woke up from feeling sick early the next morning; he opened his eyes but lay still not wanting to wake Harry. He turned to see Harry breathing gently still sleeping peacefully and smiled at how beautiful he looked. Ron recounted the pains in his stomach and wondered about what food he might have eaten to make him feel like this, but he hadn't eaten anything unusual lately. As Ron still felt ill he wanted to get a glass of water so he quietly got out of bed trying not to wake Harry. Ron pulled on some boxers and a t shirt and crept over to his bedroom door and opened it and went downstairs.
"What are you doing up so early?" Mrs. Weasley asked Ron as he appeared in the kitchen. "What's wrong dear?" She asked seeing how pale her son was.
"I don't feel well," Ron answered as he poured himself some water. His mum stood up and felt his temperature and then examined him.
"You don't feel hot." She said still looking at him up and down. "Get back to bed and rest; I'll bring you and Harry some breakfast up." She smiled and Ron nodded and went back upstairs. Ron entered his room and put his water on his drawers and climbed back into bed next to Harry. He lay and stared at the ceiling and then he felt Harry's fingers on his cheek and he looked around and smiled at Harry.
"How are you feeling?" Harry asked as he shuffled nearer to Ron and rest his head on his chest.
"Ill," Ron answered putting a hand through Harry's hair. Harry put a hand onto Ron's stomach and stroked it softly listening to Ron's heartbeat.
"You had a pain again?" Harry asked looking up to Ron who shook his head.
"Feel weird though…" Ron said putting a hand onto Harry's hand under the duvet. "Mum said stay in bed and rest; she's bringing breakfast up for us." Harry smiled and squeezed Ron's hand.
Half an hour later there was a soft knock at the door and it opened a few inches. Mrs. Weasley peered through the gap to see if Ron was awake, seeing that he was she came in with a trey of food for the boys. She sat down on the bed with the trey on her knees and smiled at Ron in a motherly way.
"Feeling better?" She asked as she passed him the trey, Harry sat up and thanked her for breakfast.
"Not really," Ron said as he looked at the food on the plates.
"Try and eat something, dear." Mrs. Weasley said as she patted Ron's legs, Ron nodded and she left them alone again. Harry started to eat his breakfast and Ron just stared at his food.
"Try something…" Harry said looking at Ron. "It's really not like you to not want to eat."
"I know…" Ron said picking up some plain toast; he couldn't face the fried egg and bacon. He ate about half the toast and sipped at his orange juice when he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach again. He dropped the toast and clutched his stomach Harry looked at him clearly worried.
"Shall I get your mum?" Harry asked a little clueless of what to do. Ron shook his head and held Harry's hand until the pain passed.
"I think I'm going to be sick…" Ron said pushing the trey of food onto Harry's lap and rushing out of his room. Harry put the trey on the drawers and rushed after Ron to the bathroom. Ron was kneeling by the toilet looking very pale and Harry perched himself on the edge of the bath and put a hand onto Ron's back. Mrs. Weasley came rushing up the stairs having heard Ron run out of his bedroom.
"Oh, Ronald!" She said as she saw him by the toilet. "What is wrong with you?" She said but nobody knew.
"It's probably just a stomach bug," Harry said calming Mrs. Weasley down.
"If you're not getting any better in a few days we will get you to a healer." She said patting Ron's back, Ron stood up still holding his stomach.
"I don't think I'm going to be sick anymore…" He said clearly confused with his body. "But my stomach still hurts."
"Get back to bed, dear. Harry can take care of you," She said ushering the boys out of the bathroom. They went into the bedroom and closed the door and Ron lay back in bed.
"Think it's just a stomach bug then?" Ron asked as Harry sat on the end of the bed.
"What else can it be?" Harry said finishing off his breakfast and passing some more toast to Ron who looked disgusted. "Try…" Harry urged and Ron rolled his eyes and took another small bite of toast.
The day went past with Ron lying in bed feeling sick and Harry putting on DVD's for them to watch. It was soon dinner time but Ron still couldn't eat anything from feeling sick and fear of making his stomach hurt again.
Harry and Ron were watching another film when Harry realised the date. "It's Christmas in two days." He said turning to Ron who still looked pale. "I haven't got you anything…" He said rather shocked he had forgotten. "I'll have to leave you in bed tomorrow and get you something."
"Don't worry Harry; I have you that's all I want." Ron smiled and held onto Harry's hand. Harry smiled back and kissed Ron softly. "But I did get you something…" Ron smiled and kissed Harry again. Harry smiled and snuggled up to Ron, pulling the duvet up to their chests.
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The next morning Harry woke Ron up about 9am.
"How are you today?" Harry asked planting a kiss on Ron's forehead.
"The same," Ron sighed closing his eyes at the touch of Harry's lips. Harry frowned at Ron and hugged him before getting out of bed.
"I'm getting your present today," he smiled whilst getting dressed in front of Ron. Ron licked his lips at Harry when he took off his pyjamas and he laughed. "You're supposed to be ill." He said getting onto the bed and crawling up to Ron.
"Ill people can't get horny?" Ron winked as he sat up to Harry and kissed him passionately. Harry began to touch down Ron's torso and then Ron winced. "Shit, my stomach." Ron whispered as he closed his eyes from the pain.
"It's still doing that?" Harry said sitting next to Ron and stroking his cheeks. "That's so weird…" The pain passed in Ron's stomach and he relaxed so Harry carried on getting dressed. "I'll be as quick as I can, ok?" Harry said pecking Ron a goodbye kiss. Ron nodded and watched Harry leave and lay back down in bed, curling up under the duvet. Ron laid thinking about Harry when he fell to sleep again.
Ron was woken up by the pain again an hour later and he curled over himself. The pain was more intense this time; Ron gritted his teeth and waited for it to pass. The pain lasted longer and felt so bad that Ron's eyes watered and a few tears fell onto his pillow. What the hell is going on? Ron thought as he relaxed after the pain had stopped. Mrs. Weasley quietly opened his door and peered in to see him awake and she came in with some breakfast.
"You haven't eaten for a few days," She said looking at Ron with a weak smile. "Still feeling as bad?" She asked putting her hand onto Ron's forehead feeling his temperature again. Ron nodded. "Well, since it's Christmas tomorrow we can't get a healer but a few days after if your still not right we can book you in." Mrs. Weasley smiled as she gave Ron some toast and left him to eat. Ron nibbled at the toast but felt like he was going to throw up again when he swallowed it and gave up and put it on the floor. He put his head back on the pillow and waited for the sick feeling to pass but it only got worse and he went into the bathroom again. He looked at himself in the mirror and saw how pale he was, he had dark circles around his eyes as well. He splashed some cold water onto his face and sat on the side of the bath. Then there was another pain and he reeled over himself clutching his stomach, it stopped quicker then the last one but this time he threw up into the toilet. After vomiting up what little food he had eaten Ron cleaned his mouth and went back to his room and back to bed. He lay down and closed his eyes.
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Harry crept into Ron's bedroom noticing that he was asleep and hid his present inside his trunk. Harry sat on the bed and looked at Ron sleeping, he brushed some red hair from in front of his eyes and Ron woke up.
"How are you?" Harry asked then kissed Ron's cheek lightly.
"Horrible." Ron said truthfully, he had been feeling constantly ill for two days. "I threw up earlier."
"Have you eaten?" Harry asked looking at the toast on the floor.
"No that's my point. I have nothing to throw up," Ron said sitting up and taking a sip of water. Harry frowned and hugged Ron gently.
"It's Christmas tomorrow, which should cheer you up." Harry smiled as he lay on the bed with Ron.
The boys passed the day by lying around watching DVD's again, Mrs. Weasley brought them up some dinner which Ron didn't eat again. Ron soon fell asleep again, he was feeling really tired although he hadn't done anything.