ヒラギノ角ゴHarry's POV

I walked as fast as I could. This was a bad time to starve myself. My body was still weak. It's not as if I blame David or Antonio for any of this. It was just a bad time. Fenrir shifted into his wolf so he could let out an earth-shattering, bone-chilling howl. I shuddered and tried to contain my sudden rush of fear and kept half-walking, half-jogging. Not even a second latter, I heard a chorus of answering howls. Fenrir had called to the hunters. Good. We'll need them.

I didn't make it much farther before a huge pair of jaws clamped down on my shirt so I could be slung across Fenrir's furry shoulders. I held on as he ran back toward the caves. The walk out had taken almost an hour. The run back as a wolf was barely five minutes. There are few things I hope to never see again. The state of the caves in a time of panic was one of those things.

The first thing I noticed was that I couldn't hear anything. Well, technically I could hear everything. There was just so much to hear that it all became mindless buzzing. Hunters were hoarding mates and children towards the caves. They were all running for cover, deep inside. I knew they would hole up near the underground river. Any non-hunters who had the ability to fight and defend themselves would be positioned right outside the river entrance and all hunters were outside, with just one or two within the mouth of the main cave. I knew this was wrong. Thankfully so did Fenrir.

He threw back his head and let out another howl. It was no where near as frightening as the first. It was just to grab attention, and it did. Everyone froze. The only thing you could hear now was a small child, an infant crying. The hunters waited as Fenrir growled, somewhat senselessly. He shifted back into a human and so did a reddish-brown wolf... Bill.

"We can't stay, Bill. We need to relocate mates and children to the Lupin pack. Bill, you and several hunters need to accompany them for safety. I'll follow with other hunters in time, to ensure we aren't followed." I could tell Bill was happy with this decision. He turned before Fenrir was even done speaking and started barking out orders. A few hunters shifted back into human form and started towards the caves. Most of the wolves remained as they were though, taking up positions around the caves as everyone got ready.

Fenrir was just about to step away. Before I could think about it, my hands were grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and jerking him down to my eye level. This would have knocked me off balance if his hands didn't grab my waist.

"You are coming back to me. Understand?" I growled the words. Fenrir was too manly to show fear but I had a feeling my behavior definitely startled him. He nodded and stood away. Our eyes locked before we separated. It wasn't the time to be... sentimental.

A pair of cold hands grabbed my wrist. I flinched and turned to find David. His eyes were terrified yet hopeful.

"What happened?" He asked. His voice was quiet from a lack of use over the week. I glanced around and pulled him towards the caves. Several mates were packing food and clothes into awkward shaped packs. I realized they were made to be slung over a wolf's back. I would have assumed horse but we really don't have domestic animals out here, besides the pack owl.

"We're in danger, David. We all are. We have to run, there isn't any other way." I whispered under my breath. I didn't want to tell him everything just yet. Voldemort scared him much more then he'd let on. I spotted Draco carrying a small armful of clothes. Stuffing them into a small pack, one for human shoulders rather then a wolf back. I stepped away quickly.

"Draco..." I started as I approached the blonde. He barely looked up at me and tossed me a ratty backpack.

"Go pack some clothes for you and Fenrir. And keep it light." I nodded and rushed back to our room. All the clothes were cleaned recently, thank god. I sorted out one outfit for the both of us. It filled the bag quickly but there was space for an extra jacket. So I packed one of Fenrirs and slipped on a sweater for me. It was getting too cold to be without one.

"It's Antonio isn't it?" I jumped and whirled around to see David. He stared down at me, hard. I fought not to flinch away from his gaze.

"What-"

"Don't lie to me!" His sudden shout made me jump again. God, he was so quiet and fragile the last two weeks. But now he's... emotional. Like he's about to turn into a nervous wreck or something.

"Don't you dare lie to me, Harry Potter." He said this quietly and slowly. I felt a chill run up my spin. He was serious. Deadly serious. I swallowed deeply and tried to speak.

"There isn't anything we can do..." My words crushed David. Almost literally. His face fell and his rigid body slumped slightly.

"I knew it. Antonio... what happened?" His voice turned into a whisper.

"Voldemort found out that... we were... after him." I spoke slowly. Nervously. I wasn't sure exactly what to say just because I was terrified of hurting David. He seemed so fragile. "Antonio is on his way home. But Voldemorts coming here too."

I watched David's eyes register what I said. He looked sad but then his eyes lit up. Blazed in absolute fury as he glared at the ground. He looked like that for a split second before he turned on his heel and marched out of the room, with his shoulders squared high. Somehow I knew this wasn't going to be good. It was going to be bad, very bad.

"I'm sorry!" I called this out to his retreating back. His step didn't even hesitate. David kept going as if I said nothing. I watched my friend disappear and for some reason, I just felt like I wouldn't see him for a very long time.

That Morning:

Draco's POV

I rubbed my belly softly, trying unsuccessfully to numb away the pain. It really wasn't much, just a little ache. But it was enough to be annoying. And enough to drive Bill absolutely crazy.

My taller mate worried over me senselessly. Even right now he was walking back to me, holding a small plate of fruit, a few slices of cold meat and toast. I looked at the big breakfast wearily. Of all the things I fought against when it came to causing worry over my pregnancy, this was one that I just couldn't win. Bill insisted that I eat more of everything, even adding a bigger variety in my meals. In a way it was a deal between us. "I'll leave you alone if you eat." He just wanted the baby and I to be healthy.

As I nibbled on the bits of food Bill forced into my hands, I watched the members of my family, my pack. Sometimes I missed the wizarding world. The parents I had known, perhaps even loved. This was kind of one of those times. I thought about the baby. What would my mother think about being a grandmother? What would my father say about his grandsons father being a werewolf? Would he even consider himself a grandfather? Does he still consider me his son?

Bill's hand touched my cheek. I looked up at him with tears I didn't even know were there. The damn pregnancy hormones. Even the simplest things had me crying nowadays. I couldn't wait for this part to be over. Although, the excuse for my mate to pull me into his arms... That wasn't so bad. He threaded his fingers through my hair as his heart beat canceled out every other sound in the room.

"What is it, love?" He gently whispered. I sniffed, using a hand to wipe away the tears. My lips quivered a little as I spoke.

"Just thinking. About my father." It was easy to admit. I never hid anything from Bill. And he never made me feel like I should. Sometimes, he was bothered by the things that upset me but it never came around again. He did everything in the world to make me feel right again.

"Yeah? What about?" Bill whispered into my hair. I shifted slightly and stood up on my toes so I could press my face into his neck. His scent and warmth overwhelmed me. I took several deep breaths before I answered.

"If he knows about the baby. If he'd want to." It was a bit of a secret between us. I miss my father, or at least the father I knew. I've heard he's changed but... Perhaps I still cling to the father I always wanted.

Bill dropped a hand to mine. He stroked the wrist lazily, letting his fingers graze along the skin until he reached my fingertips. I let out a contented sigh as he caught the hand in his and just held it. His chest swelled with breath. He was going to say something but several surprised gasps caught our attention and we broke apart.

I automatically took a small step back and twisted. Just enough that I could see the scene behind me and still stay in Bill's protective embrace. Near the kitchens stood David. His eyes had been emotionless for the last two weeks. I felt guilty for leaving him like I did. But he understood, my life didn't matter anymore. My pregnant swell was worth more then all our lives.

David's eyes were laced with fear and terror. I could barely look away and realize that Harry was standing only a few feet away with the same scared expression. I only wondered for a moment when I noticed a large mass on his knees behind the two boys. Bill's grip tightened around me, preventing me for seeking a better look. Several words were passed, too quiet for me to make out. I couldn't tell what was going on until David spun away from the scene and Harry collapsed into tears. Fenrir was kneeling behind him and gathered him up easily. His sobs carried easily and I fought my own urge to cry. These damn hormones.

Bill patted my shoulder, making me turn from them.

"Don't worry, my mate. It doesn't look good on you." Bills soft tone had me smiling, despite the tears. I let him guide me away. My hand found my stomach again. Admittedly, I had a hard time not touching my belly. The life there... just under the surface, it astonished me. My child didn't even have a full body yet. He or she was barely more then a big mass of cells and tissues. But I already loved it.

Hot fingers joined mine. They linked themselves between mine and rested against my tummy. I didn't have to look to know it was my mate. He loved our child just as much as I did. Bill would be a wonderful father. Sure, I will always wish and hope that my father will some day accept me, my husband and my child. But some things just don't happen. Some people don't come back and some people never change.

"-co... *cough* Drac-co" A shaking voice called my name. I turned to see David. He held a sliced up apple in one hand and was rubbing his throat with another. I gave him a smile, trying to reassure him. I was surprised that he spoke. I was even more surprised to see him nibbling on an apple slice. But I also tried not to let it show.

"What do you need, David?" I asked in a low whisper, placing a hand on his shoulder. I sensed Bill getting tense behind me. He had absolutely nothing against the boy. But he worried about the things I would do just to make David feel better. I could already feel him leaning close, listening to everything we said. Just to make sure I don't do anything he'd deem unsafe.

"I want to work." He whispered close, keeping his eyes down. I nodded and considered for a moment.

"Sure thing. We can go to work right after breakfast." David agreed without question. He ate every bite of the apple in his hand and half a slice of bread I insisted was too much for me. Luckily, the portion was small enough that Bill didn't consider it an impact on my overall health.

David worked next to me all day. Although he seemed to speak well enough that morning, he still refrained during the day. But for the first time in two weeks, it was a comfortable silence rather than an awkward one. I smiled at the boy many times, when he wasn't looking. He was coming back around and I liked it better that way. I worried about him. Sure, we haven't known each other for long but we were family. It's hard not to love the kid anyway.

At the end of the day, we walked back to the caves. I talked easy to David about simple things. Like when the next laundry duty was or about preserving our crops so we can have fruits and vegetables through the winter. David didn't make much comment but I could tell he was listening. I don't usually think I'm the most entertaining person to listen to but I still think David appreciated it.

I was in Bills arms when we heard the howl. He automatically straightened and listened while David and I cringed. We were scared without knowing why. Bill immediately began barking orders. The first one; get everyone inside to the tunnels. Hunters shifted to their wolves and David grabbed me. I wanted to twist around and start helping the children inside. But David wouldn't let me. He dragged me along as I tried to sputter what I wanted.

"Get inside Draco!" He hissed so fiercely, I flinched again and let him pull me easily to the back of the caves. "You're pregnant, that means you are a priority!"

"But-" I started, reaching towards the children being ushered in by their nannies and parents.

"No but's Draco. Just stay here." He pushed me to a wall and kept pushing until my butt was on the ground. I looked up at him in terrified surprise. David seemed... God, I don't know what he seemed. The second he heard that howl, he wasn't the same David that had been moping around for the last two weeks. Something changed. I just don't know if it was for better or worse.

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