Magick- hey guys! Thanks a lot for the loving reviews. I'm not totally sure where I want this story to go, and since my main effort is to make my readers happy, so I'll ask your advice. Do you want me to keep writing a chapter starting off where the other one ended, and ending the story at the end of the pregnancy, OR, do you want me to write 2-3 more chapters during, and then more after the baby is born?
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The day was beginning to crawl along, as Draco waited for Harry after dinner in the library. Checking his small gold watch, Draco shook his blonde head, turning up his nose in annoyance. "Late... always late..." he muttered to himself. Just then, a strong pair of arms, clad in a fuzzy green sweater, wrapped themselves around Draco's shoulders, as Harry nuzzled his ear and said softly, "Sorry I'm late, love... I got detained.." The Slytherin just nodded and shrugged Harry's arms away.
Taking the seat across from him, Harry raised an eyebrow questioningly, "What's wrong?" Draco winced and bit his lower lip sadly. "I'm so sorry, Harry, I just..... don't touch me, ok?" His silvery-blue eyes welled up with tears, and Harry reached across the table nervously and took his slender hand in one of his own larger ones. "It's alright, Draco, don't worry... I'm sure it's just nerves, and Hell, that makes sense, look at what your going through.." Harry tried to sound reassuring, but something he said echoed wrong in Draco's mind.
"What I'M going through?! What?! Are you planning to leave me now?!?! I thought you said you'd stick with me? Your just like other men, get someone pregnant and leave!! That's what your going to do, isn't it?? Leave me!" And with that, Draco dashed out of the room in a volley of tears, and Harry was left sitting at the table, stunned and wide-eyed. "Ok... note to self, chose words VERY carefully..." Harry murmured quietly, ignoring the surprised stares from other people.
Meanwhile, Draco ran helter-skelter all through the school, tears streaming down his cheeks, and just wishing someone could help him. Then, out of the blue, as he turned another sharp corner, he crashed headlong into a person going in the opposite way. Both of the students lay sprawled on the floor, and Draco squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to face whoever it was he had hit. "Malfoy?" came the soft voice from a few feet away, and he felt a small hand rest reassuringly on his shoulder.
Opening his eyes slowly, he found himself staring right into a pair of bright blue eyes, framed by a tangle of red hair. "Weasly... Ginny, right?" He asked, nervously, not wanting to sound too much like an idiot. She just nodded and helped him off the floor, "Are you ok, Draco?" she asked, genuine worry in her eyes now, and he just nodded hoping she wouldn't notice the puffy red eyes and disheveled hair. "Yeah, right... seriously, what's bothering you?"
"It's Harry, I just blew up at him, I mean, he just slipped up a little bit, and I bit his head off..." Ginny just nodded sagely and took the older boys hand. "Come on, let's go find Hermione, and we'll see what she can tell us.." Draco nodded, smiling a bit, making the redhead blush.
Harry pondered the situation as he made his way back towards the Gryffindor common room. The portrait of the Fat Lady in pink raised an eyebrow at him, and said in rather a cold voice, "Password?"
"Horses Toes.." He replied distractedly, not even bothering to notice that the portrait stuck her tongue out as he passed. But as soon as he entered the room, it was obvious that something was different, not wrong necessarily, just, changed. Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville sat on the couch, glaring at him as he entered, making Harry feel like he had just entered the Spanish Inquisition, and it was time for sentencing.
"Ok guys, what's wrong?" He asked, wringing his hands, as the four angry boys stalked over to him, obviously deciding to take him one at a time, from the way they lined up. Ron and Neville glared daggers at him, but that was nothing compared to the looks of death he was receiving from Dean and Seamus. "Harry, right as we speak, WE," Ron waved a hand to indicate himself and Neville, "have been cheated out of a good time with our girlfriends." Neville had been dating Ginny for nearly a year, and Ron and Hermione had been a couple since their 4th year. "Ok... why is that?" Harry asked nervously, glancing from one set of angered faces to another. "WHY?? Because Ginny came back here with DRACO, and the two of them and Herm have been holed up in the girls dorm for the last hour," Ron yelled, his face matching his hair.
Harry just nodded, turning to Seamus and Dean, "And what's your problem with me, I know it can't be that your girlfriends are ignoring you, because your dating each other, so what is it?" Dean gave Harry a look that he half believed, would, kill him. "You ignorant prat! You pigheaded moron! You're the type of person that gives GOOD gay men a BAD name!!" Seamus yelled, his Irish temper flaring up, and making Harry wince again. "What the Hell did I do!?!" he asked, thoroughly confused by this point.
"I'm talking about you breaking up with Draco, as soon as you find out he's pregnant!!!!!" Seamus screamed back at him, loud enough this time that all the words penetrated into the girl's dormitory. Draco, Ginny, and Hermione came scrambling out of the room breathlessly. "What is going on out here??!?" Hermione yelled, throwing her hands in the air. And in the 2.5 seconds it took for Seamus and Ron to explain what a jerk, Harry was, and for said GoldenBoy to try and prove his innocence, Hermione had had enough.
"ALRIGHT!" she yelled overtop of the roar, "Harry did NOT break up with Draco, it's just the goddamn mood swings getting the better of him, Ron, you and Neville have to stop acting like a couple of lunatic cave men, and Harry, you have to BE MORE SENSITIVE!" Well, on that note the argument was ended, completely, as the couples retreated for their respective rooms and dormitories, all save harry and Draco who sat on the couch in the common room.
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well guys, what did you think? This is a bit longer then the other chapters, and I AM working on making them longer, ok? Meanwhile, I have one other question to place for you right now;
should they have a boy or a girl? Twins? Triplets? Ugh, what a thought...just put your answer in the review, k?
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The day was beginning to crawl along, as Draco waited for Harry after dinner in the library. Checking his small gold watch, Draco shook his blonde head, turning up his nose in annoyance. "Late... always late..." he muttered to himself. Just then, a strong pair of arms, clad in a fuzzy green sweater, wrapped themselves around Draco's shoulders, as Harry nuzzled his ear and said softly, "Sorry I'm late, love... I got detained.." The Slytherin just nodded and shrugged Harry's arms away.
Taking the seat across from him, Harry raised an eyebrow questioningly, "What's wrong?" Draco winced and bit his lower lip sadly. "I'm so sorry, Harry, I just..... don't touch me, ok?" His silvery-blue eyes welled up with tears, and Harry reached across the table nervously and took his slender hand in one of his own larger ones. "It's alright, Draco, don't worry... I'm sure it's just nerves, and Hell, that makes sense, look at what your going through.." Harry tried to sound reassuring, but something he said echoed wrong in Draco's mind.
"What I'M going through?! What?! Are you planning to leave me now?!?! I thought you said you'd stick with me? Your just like other men, get someone pregnant and leave!! That's what your going to do, isn't it?? Leave me!" And with that, Draco dashed out of the room in a volley of tears, and Harry was left sitting at the table, stunned and wide-eyed. "Ok... note to self, chose words VERY carefully..." Harry murmured quietly, ignoring the surprised stares from other people.
Meanwhile, Draco ran helter-skelter all through the school, tears streaming down his cheeks, and just wishing someone could help him. Then, out of the blue, as he turned another sharp corner, he crashed headlong into a person going in the opposite way. Both of the students lay sprawled on the floor, and Draco squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to face whoever it was he had hit. "Malfoy?" came the soft voice from a few feet away, and he felt a small hand rest reassuringly on his shoulder.
Opening his eyes slowly, he found himself staring right into a pair of bright blue eyes, framed by a tangle of red hair. "Weasly... Ginny, right?" He asked, nervously, not wanting to sound too much like an idiot. She just nodded and helped him off the floor, "Are you ok, Draco?" she asked, genuine worry in her eyes now, and he just nodded hoping she wouldn't notice the puffy red eyes and disheveled hair. "Yeah, right... seriously, what's bothering you?"
"It's Harry, I just blew up at him, I mean, he just slipped up a little bit, and I bit his head off..." Ginny just nodded sagely and took the older boys hand. "Come on, let's go find Hermione, and we'll see what she can tell us.." Draco nodded, smiling a bit, making the redhead blush.
Harry pondered the situation as he made his way back towards the Gryffindor common room. The portrait of the Fat Lady in pink raised an eyebrow at him, and said in rather a cold voice, "Password?"
"Horses Toes.." He replied distractedly, not even bothering to notice that the portrait stuck her tongue out as he passed. But as soon as he entered the room, it was obvious that something was different, not wrong necessarily, just, changed. Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville sat on the couch, glaring at him as he entered, making Harry feel like he had just entered the Spanish Inquisition, and it was time for sentencing.
"Ok guys, what's wrong?" He asked, wringing his hands, as the four angry boys stalked over to him, obviously deciding to take him one at a time, from the way they lined up. Ron and Neville glared daggers at him, but that was nothing compared to the looks of death he was receiving from Dean and Seamus. "Harry, right as we speak, WE," Ron waved a hand to indicate himself and Neville, "have been cheated out of a good time with our girlfriends." Neville had been dating Ginny for nearly a year, and Ron and Hermione had been a couple since their 4th year. "Ok... why is that?" Harry asked nervously, glancing from one set of angered faces to another. "WHY?? Because Ginny came back here with DRACO, and the two of them and Herm have been holed up in the girls dorm for the last hour," Ron yelled, his face matching his hair.
Harry just nodded, turning to Seamus and Dean, "And what's your problem with me, I know it can't be that your girlfriends are ignoring you, because your dating each other, so what is it?" Dean gave Harry a look that he half believed, would, kill him. "You ignorant prat! You pigheaded moron! You're the type of person that gives GOOD gay men a BAD name!!" Seamus yelled, his Irish temper flaring up, and making Harry wince again. "What the Hell did I do!?!" he asked, thoroughly confused by this point.
"I'm talking about you breaking up with Draco, as soon as you find out he's pregnant!!!!!" Seamus screamed back at him, loud enough this time that all the words penetrated into the girl's dormitory. Draco, Ginny, and Hermione came scrambling out of the room breathlessly. "What is going on out here??!?" Hermione yelled, throwing her hands in the air. And in the 2.5 seconds it took for Seamus and Ron to explain what a jerk, Harry was, and for said GoldenBoy to try and prove his innocence, Hermione had had enough.
"ALRIGHT!" she yelled overtop of the roar, "Harry did NOT break up with Draco, it's just the goddamn mood swings getting the better of him, Ron, you and Neville have to stop acting like a couple of lunatic cave men, and Harry, you have to BE MORE SENSITIVE!" Well, on that note the argument was ended, completely, as the couples retreated for their respective rooms and dormitories, all save harry and Draco who sat on the couch in the common room.
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well guys, what did you think? This is a bit longer then the other chapters, and I AM working on making them longer, ok? Meanwhile, I have one other question to place for you right now;
should they have a boy or a girl? Twins? Triplets? Ugh, what a thought...just put your answer in the review, k?