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Baby Drama.

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"I… I heard you punched Grosen." Neville said quietly, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling out of the window. "Why?"

Draco froze, suddenly aware of how irritated Neville seemed, he was perfectly aware of the other boy's jealousy of Harry and knew what Neville was thinking, "He was a dick to Blaise, said some stuff about his mum." He invented, feeling bad about bringing B into it but knowing that Neville wouldn't understand he was just trying to protect Harry.

"And he cheated on Harry before outing him? Face it Drake, that's why you hit him. Because he hurt your precious Harry."

"No! Nev… Look yeah I was mad at him for hurting Harry, but only because Harry's my mate."

Neville snorted, "Right… a mate you want to screw."

"Nev!"

"No, I'm sick of it always being about him Draco!"

Draco's shoulders slumped, not knowing how to fix this, "I love you." He whispered.

"Maybe, but I think you love him too." Neville whispered, "And I don't think I can deal with that."

"Nev…" Draco shook his head, wanting to sat that Neville was wrong but unable to find the words, suddenly unsure if Neville was wrong at all, did he love Harry too?

Neville's shoulders slumped, "I know you guys were hanging out yesterday…"

"He, we were just messing with my guitar." Draco said, "Look I won't see him without you around if you're that -"

"No! I don't want to be that jerky boyfriend who won't let you see your friends!"

"Well then what do you want?"

"I am just fucking sick of the way you look at him!" Neville screamed suddenly, interrupting Draco, "WHY IS HE SO SPECIAL?"

Draco shook his head, tears in his eyes, "Nev, Harry's just…"

"Just forget it!" Neville snapped, "Go fuck Harry!" And with that he turned around and stormed from the room, leaving Draco staring pitifully after him.

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"So Harry'll be in Romania for the first week of the holidays." Lucius said.

"Right, and Neville's coming straight over, his Gran's with his Uncle for the holidays and seemed quite happy for Neville come stay with Harry and I." Remus said, "I don't think she wants him to see Algie when he's this ill…"

Lily nodded, "Well that makes sense." She murmured, "I'm assuming Draco's coming straight here from school too?"

"Yes, I'll pick him up from the station." Lucius nodded.

Sirius yawned, "Well now that's all sorted can I get anyone a drink?"

"I have to get back." Lily smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow." She told Sirius softly, moving to kiss his head.

Sirius grinned, "Have a good night." He said, hugging the woman before she said her goodbyes and left. "Drink?" Sirius offered again, turning to Lucius and Remus.

"Sounds good." Lucius murmured, following him through to the kitchen and flopping into a chair as Sirius grabbed two bottles of butterbeer from the fridge, handing him one and giving the other to Remus who had just walked in before getting one for himself. "So what were you saying about Draco?" Lucius asked.

"He umm… Well I don't know, he and Neville seem to be arguing if the tension I anything to go by… And he's moping around by himself every other time I see him. But he won't talk to me… I tried. So I figure… Well maybe if you wrote to him…?"

"Pointless." Lucius said, shaking his head, "Draco does not open up via letters. He never has, it takes a lot to get him to talk face to face as it is. But I'll try at Christmas, it's only another week, reckon he'll last that long?"

Remus shrugged, "I don't think he's like... Well I think he's just unhappy, it's probably just relationship stuff, maybe I'm over thinking it."

"No, I'll talk to him at Christmas if he still won't speak to you." Lucius said, chewing his lip, "He will open up to you guys eventually… Draco's just very…Well he's…"

"Very Malfoy?" Sirius smirked, "You certainly raised him in a very Pure Blood way."

Lucius snorted, "We should be glad he turned out as well as he did."

"You're a good father." Remus said quietly, "You were there when Draco needed you, you still are. Same with Harry,"

Sirius rolled his eyes, "Trust Remus to go all soppy." He muttered, ducking away as his husband moved to swat him.

"So what did Dumbledore want with Severus?" Lucius asked, changing the subject.

Remus shrugged, "Something about some of the Slytherins. Maybe it's a good thing though… Not that he can't see you!" He added quickly, "But I think Dumbledore is getting suspicious that Sev and I take the same nights off."

"Probably thinks you're sleeping together."

Sirius giggled, "He'd be right."

Remus raised an eyebrow, "You're so mature." He said, "Obviously hanging out with Prongs so much has had a great effect."

"Oh shush. You're just jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Yeah, you're worried me and Prongs'll run off and have a mad affair." Sirius grinned.

Lucius laughed, "Aren't we having enough of those?" He asked, kissing Sirius softly.

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"Hey, you okay?" Lucius asked, smiling at Draco as the boy got off the train.

"Fine." Draco mumbled, "Can we just get out of here?" He asked, handing his trunk to the man and following him out of the station, into a small, silent alleyway.

Lucius took Draco's arm and apparated them back into the manor, "I think Sirius wanted to see you."

"I'll talk to him later." Draco mumbled, grabbing his trunk and leaping up the stairs, closing and locking his bedroom door before Lucius could stop him. Apparently running up the stairs had been a bad idea though, thought Draco a he rushed into his bathroom, barely making it to the toilet bowl before he vomited, oh Merlin, he didn't think he'd drank that much last night. Then again between his row with Nev, Pansy still being angry that he'd fucked Blaise and Blaise being pissy about some sort of mood swings he was determined Draco was having well… He'd had good enough reasons to get trashed. Once he was sure he had stopped being sick Draco stood up, flushing the toilet and moving back into the bedroom before stripping down to his boxers and climbing intobed, flicking his wand to shut the curtains. Some rest…That was all he needed.

Draco's head was pounding when he woke up, he turned over and glanced at the clock he'd got on his bedside table. 21:36. Shit, he'd slept for way longer than he'd thought. Draco pulled himself off the bed, opening his trunk and summoning some sweatpants and an Evil Goblins tee-shirt from it. He got dressed and moved downstairs, towards the living room where he could hear people laughing. As he approached the room the door opened and Sirius stepped out, "Oh hey." The man said, closing the living room door and frowning at his son, "Tried to find you earlier, Lucius said you looked ill when he picked you up from the station."

"I was in my room." Draco muttered.

Sirius nodded, "Yeah but your door was locked, I figured you wanted some privacy, cast a quick charm to make sure you were okay in there mind." He admitted.

Draco shrugged, wondering why the lights were so bright, "I… I just felt crap, wanted sleep. I didn't mean to seem rude."

"That's okay. You feeling better now?" Sirius asked, concern clearly written all over his face.

"No." Draco sighed, "My head hurts."

"You should have said earlier!" Sirius chastised, "We'll get you a pain relief." He added, wrapping an arm around his son and leading him to the kitchen, "Just a headache?"

Draco sat down, watching as Sirius went through the cupboard looking for a headache potion, "I was sick earlier."

"Draco, you really should tell us these things!"

Draco flushed, "I…" He trailed off and then, before he could stop himself, started to talk again, "Well there was a party last night and I'd had a fight with Nev so… When I felt sick today I just thought it was …"

"A hangover." Sirius finished.

"Yeah… But it feels different you know?" Draco murmured, "I feel really, really sick."

Sirius frowned, a thought occurring to him, "You're… Are you… Could you be pregnant?"

"No." Draco said automatically before freezing, "I… No… I… Oh fuck. I've been taking the potion but I missed one, I thought it wouldn't matter." Sirius paled as Draco slumped down in his seat, shaking, "What am I going to do?" The teen mumbled.

"Hey, hey it's okay. We'll do a test. No point in worrying until you know for sure." Sirius soothed, "I think there's a test upstairs so… You want me to get Neville?"

"No! No… We had a row… I… No, I don't want him here."

Sirius looked torn before nodding, wrapping an arm around his son's shoulders, "It's okay." He murmured again, leading him upstairs. Sirius rummaged in the medical cabinet in the main bathroom, finding the test before taking Draco into his bedroom.

"Stay?" Draco mumbled.

Sirius blinked, "Of course." He murmured, not having been planning on doing any differently. Sirius took Draco's hand, casting a shallow cutting charm on his finger and letting a drop of blood fall into the potion before healing Draco's hand and placing the potion on the nightstand. "It should take a couple of minutes." Sirius said quietly as Draco sank onto the bed, "Are you sure you don't want me to get Neville?"

"No, we had a row… Oh Merlin, what am I gonna do dad? I can't be pregnant! I just can't. Why is everything going wrong?" Draco whimpered, unable to stop the tears that fell from his eyes. "Pansy hates me, Blaise is pissed off with me too and Nev's gonna break up with me, I know it!"

Sirius' eyes narrowed, "You think he'll dump you if the test is positive?" He asked, seriously hoping that Draco was wrong.

"No! He's going to break up with me because he thinks I love Harry!" Draco sobbed.

Sirius stared for a moment before leaning forwards and tugging Draco into a hug, "Hush… Everything will be okay." He murmured, looking over to the bedside table as the potion slowly began to glow yellow, "It's negative." He said softly, pulling Draco away from his chest and showing him the potion before vanishing it. "Which is one less thing to worry about. It doesn't explain why you've been feeling so sick though so we'll get you an appointment with the Malfoy family healer." Sirius said, taking the pain relief potion from his pocket where he'd shoved it earlier, "Take this for now."

Draco wiped his nose on his sleeve, trying to control his breathing as he swallowed the potion. "Thank you." He whispered as Sirius sat down next to him, "Really." Draco ran his hands over his eyes, trying to think of a way to tell Sirius just how grateful he was that he was there, that he had been there when Draco needed him.

Sirius pressed a kiss to Draco's head, "You and Nev will sort stuff out, it's not a proper relationship if you don't hit a few bumps along the way." He said softly, "You just need to sit down and talk properly. And the same for whatever's going on with your friends, it'll work out. Sometimes things all hit at once and so everything seems a lot worse than it really is."

Draco nodded slowly, hoping his dad was right, "Thanks." He mumbled again.

Sirius smiled, looking down at his son "Drake…" He started, "If you miss a potion again you do need to take it seriously and take other precautions okay?" Not wanting to sound like he was lecturing but needing Draco to understand that just because the test was negative this time didn't mean he could regularly just forgo the potion.

"Yeah, I know." Draco sniffed, "I think I'm gonna go back to sleep. Tell dad I'll talk to him tomorrow?"

"Of course." Sirius smiled, standing up and drawing Draco into another hug.

"And thanks dad. I'm really glad you were here."

"Where else would I be?" Sirius murmured.

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James grinned over at his wife who took his hand, "We… Lils and I have decided to try again, using the fertility potion. We've talked about it a lot and know it may not work but… Well we want to try."

Severus smiled, "That's great!"

"You're sure about this?" Sirius asked softly, knowing how difficult a decision it must have been.

"Yeah." James nodded, "We've thought about it a lot." He added and Sirius smiled, squeezing his friends shoulder. Outside the door Neville slumped against the wall, he'd only wanted a drink but he'd ended up hearing their little confessional. "Shit." He briefly wondered why they needed a fertility potion before shaking his head, what did it matter? At the end of the day they still wanted another kid, they wanted a new child… Someone who wasn't Neville. And who could blame them really? He was a fuck up after all. Neville moved away, up the stairs, barely paying attention as he knocked on Draco's door. Draco looked like crap when he opened it but Neville didn't comment, or apologise for waking him, instead he just threw his arms around the boy, kissing him hard. "Nev… Nev what?" Draco breathed, pulling away.

"I don't want to fight anymore." Neville whispered, "Just… Just love me, please!"

"I do, always." Draco murmured, kissing Neville again.

Neville dragged him over to the bed, "Show me. Just want me, show me you want me…"

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