Disclaimer- is on the first page, I'm not going to re-write it for every chapter
Magick- hey guys! Well, since my first chapter did so well, I'm always happy to add the next chapter! Neways, Sorry there was such a lack of spacing in the first part, I'm try to download from Microsoft Word, and it's not working very well, so bear with me through the bugs, k?
Second note, this takes place AFTER Harry defeats Voldie, and Lucius is dead.
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Draco stared down at his boyfriend, lying prone on the floor. "Um..." he bit his lip nervously, glancing up at Madame Pomfrey, "Was that supposed to happen?" The nurse just nodded and laughed quietly. The Slytherin looked relieved as he reached down and shook Harry gently awake. "Come on, love, it's not so bad.."
Harry paced his dorm room, waving his hands in the air and muttering under his breath. "Baby... my baby..... me and Draco... oh man....!" Hermione stood in the doorway, not to his knowledge and chuckled, before stepping over to her distraught friend and laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. "What's eating you, Harry?" The young man spun around, nearly falling onto one of the beds nearby, but managed to keep his balance, barely.
"It's just this, Herm.... You see... I, uh... hm, how do I say this..." he rambled nervously, as Hermione led his over to his bed and sat him down firmly. "Start at the beginning, Harry, come on, it can't be that bad!" He just raised an eyebrow and smirked wryly.
"Well, Herm, Draco is pregnant..." Hermione paled, with red splotches dotting her cheeks. "Pregnant? But you're both men!" Harry shrugged. "Madame Pomfrey said somethin' about male wizards, in certain cases have the ability to get pregnant.. I dunno, I wasen't really listening."
"Aw! Harry! That's so cool, I'm so happy for you; congratulations!" Hermoine grinned from ear to ear and gave Harry a monstrous hug that left his gasping for breath. Luckily, when Ron found out, he had markedly the same reaction, only significantly more toned down. "Congrats, Harry.... Damn boy," and a grin were his reaction. (A/N: unlike most authors, I think that Ron would take it WELL when Harry told him about Draco, not end their friendship.)
Meanwhile in the Slytherin dormitories, Draco was sitting by his desk, attempting to write a note to his mother, explaining the entire situation. "Dear Mother,,... no, too formal.... Um.... Hi Mum! No!! Totally wrong....damnit,,..." As he dropped his quill on the table and began to rub at his temples. "Ok... Dearest Mum... that's not a bad start... hmm..." And within the hour he had written;
Dear Mum, well, I hope you in a good mood when you read this because it's kind of a shock. I'm pregnant... Yes, that's right, your going to be a grandmother. Before you ask, yes, Harry is the father, no doubt in my mind. I'm not sure how your going to take this, but I had to tell you right away, I can only hope you will be happy for me. Love always, Your Son, Draco.
Life continued on as normal for a few days, until the end of that week when, during mail call at breakfast, Draco's mother's owl, Hurcules, dropped a letter neatly into his oatmeal. Quickly fishing out the misbegotten piece of parchment. Breaking the red wax seal, Draco unfolded the letter, cringing. But what he read put his mind greatly at ease.
Dearest Draco,
Your letter took me by surprise to be sure, but not so much. I was the same age as you are now when I gave birth to you, and I'm very excited. You've been to the infirmary, I assume? I'll be waiting for you around Christmas, if you wish to come home. Love Always, Mum.
In fact, Draco had been back to Madame Pomfrey, and she had given him a due date of December 26. Draco couldn't help but smile and rest his hand gently over his stomach, and his eyes brightened secretively. 'My child... I'll keep you safe.' He thought to himself.
Magick- hey guys! Well, since my first chapter did so well, I'm always happy to add the next chapter! Neways, Sorry there was such a lack of spacing in the first part, I'm try to download from Microsoft Word, and it's not working very well, so bear with me through the bugs, k?
Second note, this takes place AFTER Harry defeats Voldie, and Lucius is dead.
--=x=--
Draco stared down at his boyfriend, lying prone on the floor. "Um..." he bit his lip nervously, glancing up at Madame Pomfrey, "Was that supposed to happen?" The nurse just nodded and laughed quietly. The Slytherin looked relieved as he reached down and shook Harry gently awake. "Come on, love, it's not so bad.."
Harry paced his dorm room, waving his hands in the air and muttering under his breath. "Baby... my baby..... me and Draco... oh man....!" Hermione stood in the doorway, not to his knowledge and chuckled, before stepping over to her distraught friend and laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. "What's eating you, Harry?" The young man spun around, nearly falling onto one of the beds nearby, but managed to keep his balance, barely.
"It's just this, Herm.... You see... I, uh... hm, how do I say this..." he rambled nervously, as Hermione led his over to his bed and sat him down firmly. "Start at the beginning, Harry, come on, it can't be that bad!" He just raised an eyebrow and smirked wryly.
"Well, Herm, Draco is pregnant..." Hermione paled, with red splotches dotting her cheeks. "Pregnant? But you're both men!" Harry shrugged. "Madame Pomfrey said somethin' about male wizards, in certain cases have the ability to get pregnant.. I dunno, I wasen't really listening."
"Aw! Harry! That's so cool, I'm so happy for you; congratulations!" Hermoine grinned from ear to ear and gave Harry a monstrous hug that left his gasping for breath. Luckily, when Ron found out, he had markedly the same reaction, only significantly more toned down. "Congrats, Harry.... Damn boy," and a grin were his reaction. (A/N: unlike most authors, I think that Ron would take it WELL when Harry told him about Draco, not end their friendship.)
Meanwhile in the Slytherin dormitories, Draco was sitting by his desk, attempting to write a note to his mother, explaining the entire situation. "Dear Mother,,... no, too formal.... Um.... Hi Mum! No!! Totally wrong....damnit,,..." As he dropped his quill on the table and began to rub at his temples. "Ok... Dearest Mum... that's not a bad start... hmm..." And within the hour he had written;
Dear Mum, well, I hope you in a good mood when you read this because it's kind of a shock. I'm pregnant... Yes, that's right, your going to be a grandmother. Before you ask, yes, Harry is the father, no doubt in my mind. I'm not sure how your going to take this, but I had to tell you right away, I can only hope you will be happy for me. Love always, Your Son, Draco.
Life continued on as normal for a few days, until the end of that week when, during mail call at breakfast, Draco's mother's owl, Hurcules, dropped a letter neatly into his oatmeal. Quickly fishing out the misbegotten piece of parchment. Breaking the red wax seal, Draco unfolded the letter, cringing. But what he read put his mind greatly at ease.
Dearest Draco,
Your letter took me by surprise to be sure, but not so much. I was the same age as you are now when I gave birth to you, and I'm very excited. You've been to the infirmary, I assume? I'll be waiting for you around Christmas, if you wish to come home. Love Always, Mum.
In fact, Draco had been back to Madame Pomfrey, and she had given him a due date of December 26. Draco couldn't help but smile and rest his hand gently over his stomach, and his eyes brightened secretively. 'My child... I'll keep you safe.' He thought to himself.