UchiSays: Alright my dear readers, I finally have a new chapter for you and it's the Final Chapter of this lovely story (though there will be an Epilogue posted eventually). I've seemed to have taking a liking to Blaise/Harry fics and I'm already planning on writing a new one, so be on the lookout for a story called "To Be Loved". It will be mostly BZHP but there will contain some LMHP and rape of a minor (you've been warned). But enough advertisement of a story I've only written one chapter of so far; are you all excited to see the conclusion of this lovely fic. I think Draco somewhat redeems himself at the end of this chapter, it's sappy and fluffy and I wanted to shoot myself after writing it (I don't do Fluff). I'll try to have the epilogue posted within the next week or so. Also, I was considering writing a Prequel to this story about Harry and Draco during their 6th year... do you all think I should? Well I must get going before my teacher realise I'm not working on school stuff.

Tchao
~Itami

Easier to Run

Three weeks later Harry was at work with Fred and George manning the counter while the twins were in the back experimenting with new products. The shop wasn't very busy, so Harry was killing time by looking through a wedding planning catalog. Hermione, Ginny, and Fleur had already nominated themselves to be the wedding planners, but Harry decided he wanted at least some input on the matter. He was currently trying to decide whether he wanted his colors to be powder blue and white or emerald and silver. He knew the later was Slytherin colors, but he was marrying a Slytherin and emerald looked great with Harry's eyes. He had just decided to compromise with powder blue and silver, when Fred came running to the front of the shop.

"Harry, we just got a firecall- you need to get to St. Mungos now!" Harry could barely understand what the older male was saying as Fred's voice was near hysterical.

"What? Calm down and tell me what's going on."

"No time." George had followed his twin into the front of the shop and was currently using his wand to turn the sign from open to close. "You need to get to St. Mungos. Corvus-"

Harry didn't wait to hear the rest of the statement and he bolted over the counter and to the Floo in the back of the shop. What could have possible been wrong with his son that he'd been taken to St. Mungos? Harry had just spoke to Corvus the previous evening via firecall and the five year old had been happy and well. He'd told Harry about how much fun he was having exploring Malfoy Manor and giving the House Elves hell. He'd complained that he wasn't overly fond of Astoria since she constantly treated him like a baby, but he got along well enough with Draco. He had told Harry how much he missed him and how much he wanted to come home. Other than that, Corvus had been perfectly fine, so why was he at the Wizarding hospital now?

Harry stepped out of the Floo at St. Mungos and was immediately greeted by a hysterical Astoria in the waiting room.

"I- I'm so so- so- s- sorry. I d-didn't know. I'm s-sorry."

"Calm down, Astoria. Tell me what's going on? Where's my son."

At that moment an orderly came over and gave Astoria a Calming Draught, before turning to Harry. "Mr. Potter, your son is upstairs on the poison floor-"

"Poison! They poisoned my baby?"

"I'm so sorry, Harry." The Calming Draught had gotten Astoria to the point that she could at least form a coherent sentence. "I forgot about his allergy."

"Allergy?" Harry's brain wasn't quite functioning correctly. "Raisins? But his potions were in the bag in case- they expired... two weeks ago. You gave him the expired potion?"

Astoria broke into another fit of sobs. "I'm so-so sor-sorry."

Harry didn't even bother responding as he pushed passed her and ran for the elevator. All he could think was 'please don't let him die'. He had told them Corvus was allergic to raisins. He had told them when the potions would expire. He had warned them the expired potion was more dangerous than the initial allergic reaction. The expired potions could k- could kill his son. His Corvus. His little boy. The light of his life. His everything. "Please don't let him die."

The elevator didn't move fast enough for Harry's liking, but it finally arrived on the Poison Control Floor. The doors opened and Harry sprinted out of the lift, only to bump into Draco who was on his way into the lift.

"Harry-"

"How is he? Where is he? Is he ok?"

"Harry, calm down. He's ok. The Healers say we can't see him right now, but he's going to be ok."

"He's going to be ok?" A wave of relief washed through Harry, just as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his legs collapsed beneath. As he blacked out, all Harry could think was 'he's going to be ok'.

|::-x-::|

"-will be perfectly fine... watch his stress levels."

Harry opened his eyes in an unfamiliar room to the sound of low voices speaking no too far from him. There was a sterile feel to the stark white room he was in, one that could only be associated to hospitals and laboratories. The bright fluorescent lighting was almost blinding as it reflected off white tile flooring, crisp white sheets, plain white walls, and crystal clear windows hung with plastic white blinds. The air was thick with the burning scent of bleach, ammonia, alcohol, and other antiseptics. For a second, Harry had no clue where he was- even though he knew he must be in a hospital since he had no reason to be in a laboratory. Then suddenly Harry remembered. Corvus. His little boy; his son had been taken to St. Mungos because the Malfoy had been careless and had-

"-understand... thank you." Blaise's familiar voice drifted to him and pulled him from his thoughts. He turned his head to the side and saw him fiancé standing at the door talking to one of the hospital employees. The Healer said something Harry didn't catch, then walked off down the hall. Blaise sighed and turned to face the bed where Harry laid. He smiled when he saw Harry was awake. "Nice of you to rejoin us." Blaise grinned and made his way over to Harry. "You have a good rest?"

Harry smiled and nodded as Blaise placed a kiss on his forehead. "What happened?"

"You fainted in the hallway. Luckily Draco was there to catch you and a Healer directed him to the nearest empty room to lay you down in. Apparently too much has been happening in a short amount of time and it has taken its toll on you."

"I've survived worst. How his Corvus?"

"He's stable. They had to put him in a magical coma so they could distill the poison from his system. At this point they're just waiting for him to wake up and praying they got all the toxins from his bloodstream."

"I swear I'm going to kill Malfoy. I gave specific instructions that they were to not give Corvus an expired potion. I told them when to pick up a new one and everything."

"You will be killing no one today. Not in your condition."

"I told you; I've survived worse."

"Have you survived worst while you're four weeks pregnant?"

"What!" Harry looked at Blaise as if the black man had just grown an extra head.

Blaise smiled so big Harry swore his face was going to split in two. "Surprise. After you fainted, the Healer ran some basic diagnostic Charms just to be safe. Harry, we're having a baby."

Harry didn't know what to say. All he could do was stare at Blaise like an idiot. The two of them had only ever had sex once, after that, things had gotten too hectic for him to explore the more physical aspects of their relationship. But now he was- he was-

"Harry, say something. Aren't you happy."

"I- I don't know what to say. I'm- I'm ecstatic. I'm- we're," a slow smile split its way across Harry's face and his emerald eyes lit up with glee. "We're having a baby!" He threw his arms around Blaise's neck and pulled his fiancé in for a wet kiss. "We're having a baby!" He was overjoyed.

"Yes, Harry, we're having a baby." Blaise chuckled, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and pulling his closer. They kissed again and neither of them planned on coming up for air until they heard someone clearing their throat from the doorway.

Harry pulled away from the kiss and turned to glare at whoever was spoiling his and Blaise's moment. "Sorry to interrupt, Harry," Draco said somewhat sheepishly, "but I thought I should tell you Corvus has woken up and the Healers just gave him the all clear."

"My baby's awake!" Harry yelled and hopped out of the bed so fast he lost his balance and had to catch himself on Blaise.

Blaise chuckled and steadied his overexcited fiancé. "There's a waiting room full of Weasley's downstairs," he said, "I had better go tell them the good news."

"OK, but save the best news for later," Harry said, placing a quick kiss on Blaise's lips.

"I don't have a death wish, Harry. You can tell them that part yourself. You saw the threats I got for dating you, imagine what they will do when they learn I got you pregnant. Nope, I'd like to be safely on the other side of the country when that tidbit gets out." Harry chuckled and kissed Blaise again. "I'll be back in a bit, go see your son."

"Our son," Harry corrected.

Blaise just smiled and left the room. Harry grinned stupidly after him before leveling himself out of the hospital bed and making his way towards the door.

"So, Potter," Draco said when Harry stepped into the wall, "Why were you and Blaise so excited?" He asked as he led the way towards their son's room.

Harry glanced at Draco curiously before shrugging. Why not? "Supposed it wouldn't hurt for you to know," Harry mused. "We just got so great news. I'm pregnant."

Draco froze mid-step. "What?"

"I'm pregnant," Harry repeated. "About four weeks along." Draco didn't say anything for awhile, nor did he make to continue walking. "Are you alright?" Harry asked slightly concerned.

"I guess that's it then," Draco said softly, his voice taking on an indecipherable tone. "You really are marrying him. I really don't stand a chance anymore."

"Yes, Draco, I am and you've already had your chance. You ruined it."

"Harry, I never regretted anything in my life more than I regretted ending things with you!" Draco said suddenly. "You were the love of my life, and I still love you to this day. I never wanted us to end."

"Draco-"

"I was stupid! My mother had just died and my father was pressuring me. He was trying to guilt and like a fool I let it work. And then you told me you were pregnant, but I had already made my decision. And- Merlin, Harry, I was so stupid. I never loved Astoria, because she was never you. So many times I wanted to come pleading my case to you and beg you to take me back, and when you sent me those pictures of Corvus and- I wanted to be a part of his life, but things had already gotten to mixed up, and-" Draco took a deep steadying breath and got to the point of his rambling. "I never wanted to hurt you, Harry. I loved- and still love you too much."

"Then why-"

"Harry, you know what kind of person I am. You spent five and a half years calling me a spineless, cowardly, ferret. I put up a tough front, but the slightest pressure from the important people in my life and I give. My father has always been the most important person to me; him and my mother. When Father said he wanted me to break things off with you, and implied that Mother would have been happier seeing me with a female. And this whole custody thing with Corvus was Father and Astoria's idea. At first Father told me not to acknowledge Corvus since no 'bastard child' could be the Malfoy heir, but when he learned Astoria was infertile he jumped at the idea of bringing him into the family. Father bribed the Wizengamot and I know I was stupid for not standing up for myself, but I could never do it back then so why should I be able to now."

"Why are you telling me this, Draco?" Harry asked slowly.

"I- I'm going to give custody of Corvus back to you. I'm going to divorce Astoria. I'm going to stand up to my father once and for all. For the past three weeks I been telling myself I'm going to do these things, because I love you and I don't want you to marry Blaise. I want you to take me back. B- but that scene I just witnessed, you and Blaise- it made my realize," Draco squeezed his eyes closed and took another steadying breath, before opening his eyes and pinning Harry with his molten silver gaze. "I was all wrong for you. I've always been wrong for you, but I'm so selfish and I wanted you so bad. But I can't have you. I only saw you with Blaise for a few seconds and I already know I can't make you happy like that. I can't make you smile, or laugh, or just radiate love like that. Blaise has been my best friend for as long as I can remember and I man enough to say he's better for you than I ever was. You deserve someone who can make you as happy as he does. I still want you to have custody of Corvus back, but could I please have visitation rights? I know I don't even deserve that much and you'll have every right to deny me, but Corvus is my son and I love him and-"

I seemed Draco finally ran out of things to say.