Notes: Wow. I just found this chapter while sorting my hard drive. I have up to chapter 13 written. chapter 14 is halfway written. So i decided to finish the story.
Title: Al Rubio Moreno
Chapter Eleven: The nightmares of a birth
Draco smirked, approaching the other man, grasping the knife. He raised his hand, knife held high and in a haste the whirled, taking the Death Eater by surprised and threw the knife impaling the taller Death Eater in the forehead. The Death Eater dropped to the floor, colliding with the other two as Draco shouted, "Now Lupin!"
Remus picked his wand and shouted a strong 'Stupefy' making both Death Eaters blast off their feet unconscious. Remus scrambled to his feet towards Sirius leaning against the wall hissing in pain as Draco turned to face Harry.
For the first time Draco was speechless, watching the other man his cold eyes melting into worry gray orbs. Slowly he could tell the other man has change through a short period of seven months. The man's skin was tanner, broader and the adultness could be recognized in the strong chin and detailed expression. His throat tightened as his eyes darted from those deep illuminating green eyes glancing fearfully at him to the round belly beneath the long wide nightshirt. "I-" he tried to say feeling his insides tightening at the realization that he had him, his night and day obsession, his desire, standing just before him with a round belly carrying what could he his or plainly someone else's.
Harry moved first at the deep long silence. His expression change from fear to rage, his body shook violently at the sight of the blonde, trying to kill his now most prized possession. He mustered his strength, against his own will and mind, as it keep screaming to burry onto the other man's chest and slapped the other man.
Draco didn't expect such reaction from the other man and stumbled over falling at the blow. He felt completely ashamed of been knocked up by another man and less in a low act as a slap. He held his cheek stunned as he looked up at the other man, You deserve it Malfoy, his mind scream, you thought he would welcome you with open arms after all he has been through? His gray eyes flashed with pain looking down at the floor. "How dare you!" Harry hissed his eyes watering, "How dare you try to kill your own son!"
The confession had hit him hard though he knew it would come to this. He fucked him, he kissed him and ravished him that night, and he enjoyed every minute of it, thinking that he had ashamed and hurt the other man to sink on his control only to find that it was him all alone who had fell into his own trap. He stared at him with a shocked expression, standing up, "I was merely tricking them into a trap Potter," he mumbled unable to look back at the other man. It was all he could say at the moment, if he looked up and tried to say something else it would mean his downfall, his subconscious to the other man. "Are you certain?"
Harry opened his mouth and closed it with a snap unable to find the correct words. He took the time to examine the other man and the slight difference of his gray eyes. They weren't the cold steely silver as the used to instead he noticed they shine with a gray color, faint blue steaks gleaming into them as a sign of ice being melt into water. The blonde's expression was more open, rather than that cold mask of indifference and arrogance, it showed the face of a man, hunted and hurt with the reality of the world, it's cruelty and the new realization of a new feeling that was there for him all along.
Harry had never examined someone so close in his life and never he had actually glad at the man's presence. The child in his stomach flipped, as if sensing his other father's presence and had leaped in joy.
"Of course it is yours bast-gah," he suddenly gagged, doubling over holding his belly. The small infant on his belly continue to kick and flipped sending waves of pain over his body. "Oh shit," he cursed his legs giving up at the pain, stumbling forward. Luckily, Draco was fast and pushing his pride away, he took hold of his forearms tightly, keeping him on his feet.
Remus had heaved Sirius on the couch when the duo exchanged short words; when he saw Harry hoilding his belly and almost falling down, thanking Draco did grabbed him just in time, walked over the raven man worried, "Harry what's wrong? Is it a contraction?" he asked as his godfather force himself to his feet, reaching over or his wand, trying to free himself from the horrible pain on his shoulder. Harry's hand grasped the blonde's forearm tightly, pain erupting on his pelvis. The baby flipped over deepening more down into his abdomen, 'Not now,' he though gritting his teeth as slowly a warm liquid ran down his legs. "Oh god."
Draco felt his breath quickened at the man's distress and pulled him closer, removing the long strands of hair from his forehead. "Potter?" he asked in a quivering boy, "Is it the baby?"
"Lay him down-" he started to say as he tried to back Harry to the couch, but Harry's grip was strong in his forearms. "Malfoy we must-"
"The baby," he gritted out, "I can feel him pushing down!"
Draco felt everything froze around him at those words. Harry's hand slipped up to the upper sleeve of his dark cloak, gasping," I can't stop him!"
"Harry you have to breath and calm down!" Remus exclaimed, "You can't push him out yet!"
"He needs medical attention you moron!" Draco snapped at the werewolf, "I don't care if I have to run into a room full of Aurors but I'm taking him to St. Mungus!" He manage to loosen the man's grip on his sleeve and slipped one hand behind his back, while he bend, slipping the other behind his knees heaving him onto his arms.
"Malfoy wait!" Remus tried to warn but the blonde's face screwed in concentration and with loud crack he was gone.
He Apparate into the first floor of St. Mungus, earning many screams at his presence and worst at the sight of Harry Potter in his arms going into labor. Many wizard waiting for a turn had raised his wand an him though Remus and Sirius soon had followed him, apparating and lowering the wand's raised, at the couple.
Draco was completely determinate on Getting Harry to the Pregnancy ward. He really didn't care how much of an entrance he made or if Remus and Sirius were following him, and actually preventing the rest from attacking him. Male pregnancy weren't common and they were very delicate when it comes to laboring.
His cloak billowed behind him, as he walked down the many corridors, startling people at his presence. Harry grasped the front of his robes, painfully, gritting his teeth as tears rolled down his cheeks, his glasses lingering down the brick of his nose. In mere minutes he found the Pregnancy Ward written in a white door and kicked the door open. "I have an emergency!" he shouted as the door open, startling the Healers inside.
The Healers gasped at his presence and the sight of the Boy Who Lived, desperate holding into his robes, as another contraction kicked him. "I can't stand it!" he snarled his eyes shut tightly.
"Are you all bloody blind or what? He's about of a have a fucking baby; move!" Draco yelled angrily making the Healers jump and scrambled around the white room, setting the bed.
He placed the raven man down on the bed as the Healers surround the bed, muttering spells under his breath. Draco felt a wave of energy pressing around his body as Harry let out a loud searing scream. He stepped back a bit and felt his back collide with something hot and painful and pushed him back to the bed closer than he was before. Damn they place a shielding ward, he thought gritting his teeth, Come it off Draco, it's quite common to, after all magic in pregnancy was dangerous without protection.
His eyes landed on Harry who was grasping the thin blue covers of the bed, desperately, his face twisted in pure agony as his breath came in long desperate gasp. The Healers around shook their head, some still pointing their wand at the raven haired man's belly. One looked up at Harry with a worried expression, "I'm concern about this Mr. Potter; usually Male pregnancy is under cesarean though your child has gone further into the canal, and is stuck between the pelvis."
Draco held the urge to punch the Healer in the face at his word, "Then what are you waiting for? Do as you see fit to!"
"Is not that easy Malfoy!" one of the Healers snapped, "A child from male pregnancy has never been born 'naturally'"
"I don't care your terms of naturally!" he snarled at the Healer, "This is Potter and his child and you better bring that kid alive to this world or I can swear I'll rip your fucking balls off!"
The Healer glanced at the blonde terrified as the leader sighed, "Prepare the expanding charm." The charm was cast as another wave of energy pressed against him. Damn Potter you're stronger than I thought.
"Mr. Potter," The Leader said brining the raven haired man's legs up, "The expanding charm is being slowly rejected by your magical aura. You have to push in the appropriate time to help us get the baby out."
Harry tried to nod only to let out another agonizing scream. Harry's hand reached over to the blonde, who was staring at the Healers, trying to cast expanding charms only to feel the rejected spells forming waves of magic around them, and grasped his hand, "Draco!" he hissed out.
Draco let the other man take his hand and gripped in return kneeling over to be in Harry's gaze level, "I'm here."
The other man suppressed a smiled through the pain he was feeling, mouthing 'thank you'. "Mr. Potter push!"
Draco flinched at the grip the man hand on his hand, he barely could felt the blood running through it as he pushed, gritting his teeth, his face flushing red at the force he was pushing on every attempt. Every 10 seconds Harry would stop, trying to catch his breath, as the pain intensify and more screams left his lips as the Healer persuade him.
It was at last, what it seems an eternity the cry of a baby reached their ears. "It's a boy," the Healers holding the baby said, while another cast few cleaning spells on the baby and wrapping a blanket around the tiny wriggling body. Harry's grasp loosened and Draco was finally able to feel the blood running through his hand. Thought he barely paid attention to it, the cry of the baby had snapped his censes, feeling warmness around his body. A boy…
The Healer handed down the blue bungled where the baby rest. Harry mustered his strength to sit up, after the Healers cast healing charms on him and took the baby with trembling hand. His eyes filled with tears watching the little baby he had hold for seven months inside him.
Draco leaned over peering into the blue bungled. The first thing he noticed was the strands of white blonde hair in the baby's head, soon followed by the tiny pale body. His chest tightened, forgetting he was being watched by the Healers as his gray eyes watered. My son, our son he thought, feeling the happiness growing out from his chest. This is ours. "Have you thought for a name?" he asked with a quivering voice, as he sniffed wiping the tears before they could fall.
Harry watched the blonde tiredly, watching the little infant with a startled expression, as he wiped the tears off, " I thought about Kadoth but-"
"Kadoth?" the blonde asked, "Kadoth," he repeated softly under his breath, "I like it." Then he leaned over a smile spreading on his lips, "Hello Kadoth," he said his finger reaching to touch the baby's hand. The tiny finger's felt the strong finger and wrapped around it, as he wiggle under the blankets.
Harry however, was shocked at the blonde's expression. He was being soft and gently and to complicate things, he smiled. Draco Malfoy actually smiled. He was starting to feel, first the world was really changing drastically and second, maybe babies has a something that could change someone so hastily.
Yet what was more surprising is when the baby had grasped Draco long pale finger, had surprise snapped his eyes open, staring curiously at the two closed faces of his parents. Harry gasped, noticing the unusual color of the baby's eyes. There were grayish colors with a dark green around the dark black pupil, making the baby's eyes look a deep captivating turquoise color.
"Wow," he heard the blonde whispered. "Amazing. Can I hold him?" he asked, not ripping his eyes of the tiny infant.
Harry looked at the blonde as he sat down on the edge of the bed, "I guess so," he whispered, feeling a new mysterious feeling towards the blonde. Could this mean…
But Draco never got the chance to hold his own son into his arms. The door opened, Remus's and Sirius's screams of protests echoing around the room. Everything became slow-motion for the blonde as he turned as Aurors stepping inside the room, wand out pointed at him, yelling the first stunning spell, his happiness slowly slipping away, replace by a nasty feeling of fear. He tried to stand up as his breath stuck on his throat to dodge the spell but he was not able to prevent the spell as it struck him on his chest. His pale hand reached over to grasp the covers tightly as he lost his balance and knocked his head against the wall.
His vision blurred, starting to darkened. He heard from the distance Harry's angry voice screaming 'No!', the baby's cry as his lips tried to call out. No… Harry…
He was falling…
And everything when numb… a complete silence…
TBC…
Notes: eek! O.O wow I'm elaborating my description! Thanks to DracoMinx. I hope I don't screw this fic because I started to place few ideas that looked out of place and had to remove some.
Next Chapter: A step into the beginning.
(Yes, I'll tell you so you can die and hunt me to know more! Bwahhaha!) Draco wakes up and founds himself locked up but as he look around he meets someone he knows that surprised him allot. Surprise, surprise! And he receives horrible news too!
