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A soft groan of disappointment left Harriet's lips as Draco slowly released her tender breasts from his warm hands, but holding them just wasn't enough for the smitten alpha. Harriet sighed as she felt Draco pull the thin straps of her nightdress down to openly expose her magnificently swollen glands to his view.

Harriet's eyes widened as Draco moved from behind her and swiftly knelt in front of her as she sat on the bed, gazing at her with awed admiration.

Draco stared at his darling omega with such a hungry scowl that Harriet blushed.

"I…..I….I've changed, Draco. My body's different now….." Harriet said quickly, self-conscious under his steely, grey gaze as she laid a hand on the swell of her belly.

"That's more than apparent, Potter." Draco hissed. He was so preoccupied drinking in the sight of her body that his eyes never traveled up to her face. Draco was enraptured by how beautiful Harriet looked. Her fair face was framed by her long tresses, all the color of dark, burning embers. Her green eyes glowed at him, along with her cheeks, radiant with the promise of the new life she carried.

The new life she carried for him.

That was his baby, there, inside his mate's marvelous belly, round and full and vulnerable, dependent on him to protect. From her ample breasts to her supple thighs, Draco didn't know where to begin on his omega.

Faced with too many delicious options, Draco decided to sample Harriet in earnest~.

Draco glanced up at Harriet and held her gaze as he gently took one of her plump nipples directly into his mouth. Harriet gasped sharply as he stroked his tongue over every crevice on the tender little bud before he began to rhythmically suck. He felt the omega rustle against him as a needy whimper escaped her lips. When Draco realized that Harriet had spread her legs to invite him closer, he felt his arousal pulse in his trousers as he curled around her belly, greedily pushing her other heavy, soft breast towards himself.

Draco was surprised when Harriet knotted her fingers in his hair and locked him in place as something sweet and thin filled his mouth.

He closed his eyes as he swallowed the treat his mate gave him without question and suckled her until she was empty.

Draco's neglected manhood strained against his trousers, but he had no interest in watching his omega serve him…..,,he wasn't finished with her yet.

Once Draco pulled away from Harriet's nipples, he covered her head to toe in a barrage of possessive, nipping kisses as he pried her nightdress and panties off despite her previous shyness.

A thousand tempting fantasies ran through Draco's mind of all the ways he could dishevel his lover, but they would have to wait.

Draco and Harriet were both too needy.

Harriet lay back against the pillows as Draco lavished her with the loving attention of an alpha, gently biting his way across her creamy, inner thighs. When Draco looked up, he memorized every change that had occurred to his mate's body.

Harriet couldn't hide from him any longer.

Even though he had only seen her naked once before, he remembered every inch of her, every line, every freckle…...

"Draco, please…..." Harriet begged in a desperate sigh.

"That's right, Potter, I'm quite pleased~. You're even more beautiful than I recall." Draco smirked as he kissed across her left hip.

Harriet grabbed hold of him and pulled him closer to her in a frustrated growl, which caused him to laugh in amusement.

Finished with his teasing, on edge with the urgency of his own need, Draco moved up and bent his head to kiss Harriet's lips once more as he purred, "Tell me how you want me, love~. I'm not the one with child."

Love~.

It was a triumph for both Draco's ego and his heart that Harriet said nothing to protest him addressing her by that sweet nothing.

Harriet stared into Draco's eyes and he watched as she started to move.

On her back, on her side, up against a wall, Draco didn't care what position he had Harriet in, as long as he was able to invade her sensitive center and she enjoyed it, that was all that mattered to him.

…..But Draco sucked in a breath as Harriet rolled onto her hands and knees and offered herself up to him, feeling a blush spread across her cheeks as she felt his eyes take in the view of her rounded rump.

Draco didn't hesitate to immediately press against her. The head of his arousal ground obscenely against her plump bottom cheek as he leaned down to his in her ear, "This is how you want me, Potter? Like a bloody animal?"

Harriet didn't reply, but she squeezed her eyes shut at the frustrating feeling of emptiness as she wriggled her bottom against him, trying to force Draco to stop his teasing and just give her what she wanted.

Draco grit his teeth and positioned himself, growling as he sank into his omega, exhaling at the feeling of being sheathed within her once more.

"...Need you to move…" Harriet gasped as the feeling of being so pleasantly full returned at last.

"Need you to marry me…." Draco huffed.

Harriet heard his comment but as he grabbed her hips and squeezed the extra flesh that had formed there, there was little else she could do besides whimper.

As Draco crashed into her over and over again, his fingers deftly slipped around the curve of her belly and found that bundle of nerves at the crest of her womanhood, as swollen and sensitive as the rest of her body. Kisses as frantic and rough as the motions of Draco's fingers against Harriet's pleasure spot flew back and forth between them and somewhere in their gasping, groaning display of passion, they both reached their peaks, crying out against each other. The sheets beneath them were soaked with the sweat of their exertion but neither of them cared.

Harriet collapsed with a groan.

Draco lay down beside his alpha, smirking when he opened his arms and she crawled right into them to place her head down on his trim chest while they both struggled to breathe.

"May I…...get you anything?" Draco asked Harriet, glancing worriedly down at her belly, hoping he hadn't hurt their baby in his haste.

"No, no, I'm fine, that was…..that was brilliant…..Now I'd really like to sleep, though." Harriet said with a yawn.

Draco clutched Harriet close and watched as she closed her green eyes and drifted off.

He was hoping they'd have a minute to chat and cuddle, but he was glad his pregnant mate was taking the rest that she needed.

"Sleep well, my darling~." Draco purred to Harriet as he kissed her head.

Darling.

It was alright, he could call her that.

She wasn't awake to hear him anyway.

Although Draco was physically exhausted, he was too exhilarated to sleep.

Coupling with Harriet~.

It was even better than Draco remembered, of course, the first time, Harriet hadn't been so deliciously tender~.

Or perhaps….so in love?

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When Draco lost his battle against his own fatigue, he and Harriet slept side by side through the night, cuddled together.

When Harriet finally began to rustle around, Draco was spooned so closely behind her that her movements woke him as well.

He smiled when he noticed his arm was across Harriet and their fingers were intertwined.

Harriet cracked her green eyes open and rolled onto her back. She blinked over at Draco as he propped himself up on one arm and smirked down at his omega while he greeted her, "Good morning, Potter~."

An unreadable look washed over Harriet's face and Draco wasn't sure if she was sad, nauseous, or regretful, but it passed quickly and she replied to him with a yawn, "...Good morning, Draco."

"Are you alright?" Draco asked in concern.

"I'm fine." Harriet reassured him. He watched as she rubbed her eyes to try and hide her blushing cheeks from him, but Draco wasn't going to let her downplay what had happened the previous night so easily.

As soon as Harriet took her hands away from her face, Draco dove in for a kiss. It was a deep, romantic kiss and he cupped Harriet's face with one hand while he snaked the other down to cradle her belly protectively.

Draco had been terrified that Harriet would push him away, no longer needy for his touch.

So then, the elation he felt as Harriet kissed back in silent acknowledgement of their loving tryst, was immeasurable.

The morning was bright and cool, perfectly intimate and delightfully cozy.

With Harriet nestled in his bed, with them both snuggled together, naked, in her nest, after a night of sharing each other's pleasure, Draco thought he would most likely have no better chance to confess his true feelings to Harriet.

It slightly annoyed him that he had to do so at all, though, hadn't his actions so far proven to her the true desires of his heart?

"I'm in love with you, Potter." Draco whispered against Harriet's lips.

Harriet's bright green eyes flickered open and she pulled back to stare into Draco's grey orbs as he repeated, "I'm in love with you….I have been for some time now. I'm not entirely sure when it started, but I am confident that it will never end."

Harriet sighed and closed her eyes as if she were trying very hard not to grow frustrated.

Undeterred, Draco pressed his forehead against hers and whispered, "I know that you care for me too….and our little one." His gentle voice was even softer as he splayed both of his hands over Harriet's tummy that proudly protruded between them, "We can live every day like this, you and I…..and our son or daughter. No more wars, no more pain, no more-"

"-Draco don't do this." Harriet abruptly interrupted.

Draco frowned as Harriet draped her arms over his shoulders and nuzzled into his neck.

"I can't…..." Harriet whispered into his ear.

That simple phrase hurt Draco more than any curse ever could, but he swallowed his tears and held his heart high.

No.

Draco knew that Harriet wanted to, she just wasn't letting herself for some reason.

He was so close to holding her in his arms forever, he couldn't give up!

He wouldn't!

Draco Malfoy refused to accept defeat. As he took his hands off of Harriet's abdomen and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, Draco promised himself that he simply wouldn't allow Harriet to reject him.

How dare she even try!

Memories of the past months and the previous night flashed through his mind.

The way Harriet had run and hid, yet still allowed him to come back into her life, and their baby's….

The way that she smiled when she looked at him…..

The way she depended on him…..

The way she had clung to him the night before as if he was her very life force itself…

No, all that was not meaningless, no matter what she said.

Harriet Potter was his omega and Draco knew that she loved him as much as he loved her. If it took the rest of his lifetime to get her to admit that and accept it as fact, then so be it.

"Why not?" Draco asked Harriet bluntly.

"What?" Harriet blinked.

"You heard me, Potter. Why not?" Draco repeated.

Harriet cleared her throat and looked away.

"Is it because you still haven't come to terms with the fact that you've mated with a Malfoy?" Draco sneered.

"That's not what I said!" Harriet snapped.

"You didn't have to….Anyway, how are you feeling?" Draco sniffed, changing the subject.

Harriet shrugged, "I feel fine."

That was a lie, despite their awkward exchange, she felt amazing. Still pleasured and relaxed from Draco's satisfying attention the night before, for an omega so far along in a pregnancy, Harriet may as well have been floating on a cloud.

"...What do you say to a day of shopping, then?" Draco asked as he bent his head and kissed her cheek.

"Shopping?" Harriet asked as she glanced up at her alpha.

"For the baby." Draco explained with a smile.

Harriet frowned, "Draco, I-"

"I know, Potter, I know." Draco said quickly, "I've heard it before, remember? Regardless of where you stand on the issue though, I still have a nursery to prepare. I thought it may be rather nice if my son or daughter's mother helped choose the decorations."

Harriet gave Draco a quizzical look before she buried her head in the crook of his shoulder.

"...Well?" Draco asked.

"Everyone will see us together...me, like this." Harriet said, gesturing to her belly.

"I can disguise our faces with a charm, no one will recognize us." Draco said dismissively.

"Alright." Harriet agreed. Draco was about to speak again but Harriet added, "...I'd like that."

A wide smirk broke out across Draco's face while he cuddled Harriet close. No matter how reluctant his omega insisted on acting, Draco knew that if he kept pushing, he'd eventually break her down and succeed in having her validate the love she secretly held for him.

Draco felt that going shopping for their baby was a good device he could use to continue his efforts.

What better way to get Harriet excited about welcoming their little one?

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Unbeknownst to either Draco or Harriet, far away, Lucius and Narcissa were making some last minute arrangements before they returned home.

"Did you order the flowers?" Lucius asked his wife while they packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.

Their stay in the distant castle where they had been hosted by one of Lucius's business contacts had been pleasant, but they were both anxious to get back to Malfoy Manor.

"Of course I did, did you call the Prophet?" Narcissa retorted.

"Yesterday. They promised they'd send an entire team of reporters." Lucius sniffed arrogantly.

"Wonderful." Narcissa replied with a smirk that was reminiscent of Draco's, "He's going to have the best engagement party ever."

"Our son deserves no less, 'Cissa." Lucius nodded.

Draco was so close to succeeding in seducing his stubborn, skittish omega to stay at his side.

If Draco had known what his parents were planning, if he had known the damage they were going to inflict on his and Harriet's fragile connection, he would have whisked his lover far away to a castle of their own.