TITLE: Weasley, You Idiot! 2/3
This was supposed to be just a silly fic, so I haven't gone as deeply in depth as I would have wanted to try and do. But hopefully I will write more Ron/Draco in the future.
"You can't stop me, Weasley."
"You're not playing today,"Ron insisted. He stood in front of the changing rooms exit, knowing that Draco wouldn't be able to get past him. "What if..?"
"I go out there and do really well and Slytherin wins?"
"What if the-?"
Draco clapped his hand over Ron's mouth.
"What the hell are you doing? Don't go blabbing it around!"
"But there are bludgers, you could get hit,"Ron said when Draco removed his hand.
"I'm touched by your concern. I know you're only interested in protecting that Thing, and I can assure you that nothing will happen to it."
"Don't call the baby a thing!" Ron cried.
The entire changing room fell silent and turned to stare.
"Malfoy, you're pregnant?" Someone finally asked.
"Yes!" Draco sighed. "Yes, I am having Ron Weasley's baby. Yes, I know you've all just thought up about a dozen clever jokes. "
"Cool!" Another voice said. The team applauded and cheered while Ron looked half proud of himself and half like he wanted to die.
**
"I can't believe Slytherin won," Hermione said. The team was congregating on the sand in the middle of the pitch, surrounded by teachers and students. Draco was the last to arrive, sliding in on his broomstick. He held the Snitch above his head triumphantly. Draco climbed off his broom, handed the Snitch to Madame Hooch and stood there, swaying.
"Oh Bugger,"He muttered before he fell backwards in a faint.
"Oh No!" Ron started to run down the field, Hermione followed, more out of curiosity than any concern for Draco.
"Ron, what's going on?"
"That's the mother of my child! Madame Hooch! You have to get a doctor, Malfoy is pregnant!"
"He's what?"
"Pregnant. He and I- I'm the father!" Ron blurted out, his face turning bright red.
Hermione began to laugh and cry at the same time. Pansy Parkinson just cried, bitter tears of disappointment and rage.
"Weasley, you idiot, haven't you heard of a condom?" Seamus asked.
**
"Hey,"Ron said softly as he entered the hospital wing. "How are you feeling?"
Draco, who looked very small in the school issued pajamas that were too big for him, lay with his head propped up on pillows and scowled sleepily at Ron.
"A lot worse now that you've shown up."
"Is the baby alright?"
"It's fine. Madame Pomfrey says I'm doing just fine, except that I need to take vitamins and start eating properly. She also explained that I am not the first wizard male to give birth. Imagine that. "
"I'd rather not."
"The doctors say that I can't actually give birth to the baby the normal way, since I have no birth canal, so they'll be doing a C-section in 6 months. Lucky me. Remind me again why I let you top me?"
"I can't even figure out why I ever slept with you in the first place."
"Because we're both really hot looking, horny boys, that's why. At least our child will be pretty and pureblooded. Since it's parents will be poor, gay, high school dropouts, He/She's gonna need all the help it can get. "
"Can I-?" Ron reached out a hand, tentatively, toward Draco.
"Can you what?"
Ron pulled back Draco's blankets and lifted up the other boy's pajama top. He touched a hand to Draco's slightly rounded stomach and let it rest there.
"That's our baby? For real? We made this?"
Draco nodded.
"Stop touching me, your hands are cold."
**
This was supposed to be just a silly fic, so I haven't gone as deeply in depth as I would have wanted to try and do. But hopefully I will write more Ron/Draco in the future.
"You can't stop me, Weasley."
"You're not playing today,"Ron insisted. He stood in front of the changing rooms exit, knowing that Draco wouldn't be able to get past him. "What if..?"
"I go out there and do really well and Slytherin wins?"
"What if the-?"
Draco clapped his hand over Ron's mouth.
"What the hell are you doing? Don't go blabbing it around!"
"But there are bludgers, you could get hit,"Ron said when Draco removed his hand.
"I'm touched by your concern. I know you're only interested in protecting that Thing, and I can assure you that nothing will happen to it."
"Don't call the baby a thing!" Ron cried.
The entire changing room fell silent and turned to stare.
"Malfoy, you're pregnant?" Someone finally asked.
"Yes!" Draco sighed. "Yes, I am having Ron Weasley's baby. Yes, I know you've all just thought up about a dozen clever jokes. "
"Cool!" Another voice said. The team applauded and cheered while Ron looked half proud of himself and half like he wanted to die.
**
"I can't believe Slytherin won," Hermione said. The team was congregating on the sand in the middle of the pitch, surrounded by teachers and students. Draco was the last to arrive, sliding in on his broomstick. He held the Snitch above his head triumphantly. Draco climbed off his broom, handed the Snitch to Madame Hooch and stood there, swaying.
"Oh Bugger,"He muttered before he fell backwards in a faint.
"Oh No!" Ron started to run down the field, Hermione followed, more out of curiosity than any concern for Draco.
"Ron, what's going on?"
"That's the mother of my child! Madame Hooch! You have to get a doctor, Malfoy is pregnant!"
"He's what?"
"Pregnant. He and I- I'm the father!" Ron blurted out, his face turning bright red.
Hermione began to laugh and cry at the same time. Pansy Parkinson just cried, bitter tears of disappointment and rage.
"Weasley, you idiot, haven't you heard of a condom?" Seamus asked.
**
"Hey,"Ron said softly as he entered the hospital wing. "How are you feeling?"
Draco, who looked very small in the school issued pajamas that were too big for him, lay with his head propped up on pillows and scowled sleepily at Ron.
"A lot worse now that you've shown up."
"Is the baby alright?"
"It's fine. Madame Pomfrey says I'm doing just fine, except that I need to take vitamins and start eating properly. She also explained that I am not the first wizard male to give birth. Imagine that. "
"I'd rather not."
"The doctors say that I can't actually give birth to the baby the normal way, since I have no birth canal, so they'll be doing a C-section in 6 months. Lucky me. Remind me again why I let you top me?"
"I can't even figure out why I ever slept with you in the first place."
"Because we're both really hot looking, horny boys, that's why. At least our child will be pretty and pureblooded. Since it's parents will be poor, gay, high school dropouts, He/She's gonna need all the help it can get. "
"Can I-?" Ron reached out a hand, tentatively, toward Draco.
"Can you what?"
Ron pulled back Draco's blankets and lifted up the other boy's pajama top. He touched a hand to Draco's slightly rounded stomach and let it rest there.
"That's our baby? For real? We made this?"
Draco nodded.
"Stop touching me, your hands are cold."
**