Thank You for your reviews! :
Mika the Dark Princess, HeidiFox (Sorry about the spelling error. I'll fix it now),
DoctorMarthaJones (Sorry about that. I'll fix it),
Sarahamanda, Potter-Charmed Child, Nocturnal Owl (Meh, no, I wouldn't do that. I hate that kind of thing..),
Kab-OldEnoughToDie (I'm glad! :) It all really depends on how the baby is done, if you get me. Some people just can't do male/male babies right. Thank you, I'll fix it),
marksmom, ashie-slytherin-greenflames,
Hickory (He's not hungry because he already ate as much as his stomach can hold, and Draco's just being overprotective lover and daddy. :) He can do anything that isn't too energy sapping, like flying, or strong spells, like the Patronus Charm. As to Potions, he'll have to use a spell to keep the fumes out of his lungs because of the baby, because she's getting everything that she needs from him. Food, air, everything),
CC-RandomDragon, Start Again Angel (He, he.. Awww... ;) Me, too! :)),
Yana5, DTDY.
Thank You all for your reviews and support (and spelling correction), that's really important to me, and even if it's just a minorboo boo, I still want to know about it. I wish my stuff to be as close to perfect as possible, thank you. :)
~Sweet-Hearted SilverEars~
Chapter 35 Ginny Weasley's Fall
It was so chaotic the next day because of classes and schedule confusion that Ginny couldn't manage her mission to find Harry alone and speak to him. So, after dinner, she asked one of the Hogwarts house-elves to take her to Harry's new room, waiting until he left to raise a sweaty, trembling hand to knock on the sea foam green colored door. Harry was laughing loudly when he opened the door, but he frowned when he saw her, standing in the halfway open door as he spoke quietly.
"Why are you here, Ginny?"
"Can we talk, Harry? May I come in?"
"Fine," he answered shortly. "But be quick. Draco's in the shower, and I don't know how long he'll be."
"Why is Draco in your shower?"
Harry looked at her strangely as he let her inside reluctantly and closed the door. "Because it's our shower, Ginny, not mine only. Draco and I are married now."
"I know that," she said as she looked around the room, noticing one large bed and one smaller one in this room, cheering up a bit at the sight. "It can't be serious, though, if you sleep in separate beds."
"We don't," Harry said with a slight glare at her prying, pleased when her cheeks colored with embarrassment in response. "The smaller bed is Ron's. Draco and I promised Viktor that we'd look out for him."
"Oh. Where is Ron, then?"
"He went down to the kitchens with the cloak to bring us back some food because the house-elves haven't stocked ours yet. I've been working in here ever since dinner was over. We all have."
"Oh. It looks nice."
"Not this room. The house-elves did that. We're working on the nursery."
"The... nursery?.." Ginny repeated in confusion.
"Yes, the nursery," Harry said slowly to be sure that she understood him once and for all this time, not wanting to deal with the stress of her anymore. "I am with child, Ginny. It's Draco's."
Ginny gasped softly, her eyes flying in shock to look down at Harry's flat stomach then up to his emerald green eyes as her lower lip quivered noticeably. "Oh, Harry.. How could you? We were supposed to be together.."
"'We' were never anything, Ginny. We never could be anything. I am a gay submissive who is carrying the child of his soul mate. The baby that is the result of our deep love for each other. You obviously thought otherwise, and I'm sorry for that. But I never encouraged it, or you, in any way. And I won't allow it to interfere with my wonderful future with Draco. Or the future happiness of our daughter."
Ginny whimpered unconsciously in her pain, turning away from him and running out the door, which Harry promptly slammed shut with a loud bang behind her. He then shed his clothes and tossed them on the bed, going to join Draco in the shower. He smiled, relaxing when his lover's welcoming arms encircled his waist tenderly, closing his eyes and laying his head on the blonde's shoulder with a contented sigh.
Draco had just finished scrubbing the shampoo through his blonde hair, jumping slightly in surprise when he heard a door slam shut, and then Harry was suddenly in the shower with him, cuddling close and laying his dark haired head on his shoulder with a happy sigh. Draco slid his arms around Harry's waist, one hand moving to stroke up and down the ridges of his spine soothingly, pressing his lips to the soft skin of the Gryffindor's neck.
"Who was here, baby?"
"Nobody important."
"Really?"
"Mmm.. It was just Ginny Weasley."
"What did she want?"
"Me."
Draco growled softly, possessively. "And what did you say?"
"That I am with child. I hope you don't mind, but it'll probably be all over the school by tomorrow.."
"Of course I don't mind, Harry. It's the truth. Never be ashamed of the truth. It will set you free."