Magick- hey guys! I'm back again, for chapter five. I was seriously debating if I should update or not, as getting flames, well, it generally tends to piss me off, just slightly. (sorry for the language if it offends) My story VERY clearly states that there will be SLASH, and men getting pregnant, THIS IS NOT SCIENTIFIC! Grr, this is merely my imagination, and writing something for other people to read and enjoy. If you have any thoughts about coming into MY writing, despite the warning, and sending me flames, then to be completely honest, you can find the nearest convenient Hell and leap into it. Thank you.
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"You don't have any idea, do you? " Draco asked one night, as the lovers lay entwined under the deep red sheets of the bed. There was a peace in the room, and a feeling of absolute contentment, Harry lay spooned against Draco's back, his hand resting gently on the rounded curve of stomach, beginning to swell visibly now, in the 6th month of pregnancy. "God Harry, you are the most amazing person in my life, I mean, I don't think I could do any of this without you. You're the strength that I rely on, the one person I can turn to when things go really wrong. I'm having a baby, and, even though I know that's still really scary to you, and to me... I'm happy, because it's something that we created, a living being, and I love him, or her, already. From the first day I knew, I loved them." Harry nodded his head silently, gathering his lover a bit closer to the warmth of his body, despite the heat in the Gryffindor dorm room.
It had become a regular habit, not long after Dumbledore had decided that he would cast a blind eye upon any of those sort of infractions, at least, until the baby was born. Then, the two boys would have to decide if they were going to finish school, with a child. For if they were, then both Harry and Draco would be moved to their own quarters, together. So that they could both equally share in the raising of the child, without disturbing the rest of the other students. "Draco, you know, we overlooked something," Harry said softly into his lover's silky blonde hair. "And what would that be?"
"A name for the baby..." Harry replied with a smile. Draco turned around in his arms and looked up at the Gryffindor with wide, silver-blue eyes. "Your right, you know... well... what about Rose?" Harry thought about the name for a moment, mumbling it in his mouth and shaking his head, "No.. my mother was Lily, and my Aunt Petunia, I don't want any more flower names." This was met with a nod, and a faintly quizzical look.
The two bounced names off each other for the next hour and a half, but coming up short. "You know, Draco, I want this child to have the most amazing life, but how can that happen if we can't even decide on a name!" Harry said, despairing a bit.
"It'll be alright..." Draco said gently, stiffling a yawn.
"Tired, my love?" Draco just nodded, his eyelids drifting closed on their own accord. Harry gathered him gently into his arms and held the smaller blonde close to his heart. "I love you, Draco.. I really do."
Time passed, an November hit Hogwart's with a massive snowstorm. Student's rushed to and fro from their classes, cloaks held tight to their bodies, as the chill invaded the school from the fiercely howling wind outside the high stone walls. Harry sat in Herbology, shivering in the cold chill of the greenhouse, only glad his lover was save and warm in Arithmancy. "N-Now today students, we are going to be studying the m-m-medicinal uses of plants." The Professor stuttered, her teeth chattering together.
"But I think it best, because of the conditions, to c-c-cancel class today, just go and r-r-review your notes from last class!" And on that word, the entire class quickly stood on cold-stiff joints, and ran back towards the school.
The library was much warmer, and the Gryffindor seeker appreciated every bit of warmth that rose up to filter around his icy feet. A massive text lay on the table in front of him, and with a passing thought about becoming like Hermione, he opened to the first page, and began to read;
'Sometimes in life we find ourselves inexplicably drawn into events we cannot control, despite the protection spells and guards, self-control and caution, we use in our daily life. One of these such instances is the conceiving of a child to a pair of both male parents. Though a rare occasion, such a child is every bit as loved, as were he/she born two a male and female genus parents.'
Harry rolled his eyes and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "Well, I guess I wanted to know.." he said quietly, setting the book aside carefully, as not to strain his muscles, all the while wondering how Hermione really could call this light reading, and picked up a much smaller book with a pale leather cover. This one was very simply titled, "Names for Your Child" Smiling at the much smaller girth of this text, he opened the cover, pushed his glasses up his nose and dove in.
"The first is to decide if the said child is male, or female. For this reason, we have included both sexes in this book."
Harry mumbled along with the names, beginning with A, naturally. "Althea, Allanah, Alyssa," Shaking his head a bit at each one, now liking any of the names he had read. By the time Harry had reached mid-book, he was getting to fed-up with not finding anything he deemed suitable, that he was just about to throw the book across the room. Fortunatly for the misbegotten text, the deadly silence in the Library was much to absolute to be broken without very severe repercussions. Grumbling with bad-temper, Harry grabbed up his textbooks and notes, and shuffled down the halls towards the Potions dungeons for his next class.
Draco sat in Arithmancy, trying to focus over the churning in his stomach. Now very swollen with 8-months pregnancy, the desks were uncomfortable, and he felt squashed wherever he went. Kicking out fiercely, the baby shifted again, obviously in as much discomfort as the father. Draco lay a firm had over his restless abdomen, and hissing slightly as the baby kicked out again. "Shhh..." he thought, "Shh, I know you don't want to be here, but we can't help it." The child had taken a disliking of Arithmancy and Transfiguration, though he did seem to like Charms and Potions more then others. Draco just laughed to himself as the bell rang, and he rose to his feet, steadied by the desk, and the very helping support of Hermione Granger. "Thanks, Herm," he said greatfully, casting her a smile.
"So how are you feeling, anyway?" She asked, as they made their way down to potions. Draco raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Like I don't belong in my body anymore, and like I swallowed a big can of jumping beans." The child gave another kick for emphasis, and Hermione laughed. "Gee, I wonder why I'm looking forward to it." The was a small shrug from the blonde, "I wasn't, hell, I didn't even think it was possible for this to happen!" A wry smirk escaped him, but went unnoticed.
"I guess, but I think you should be happy, I mean, your going to have a beautiful child."
"Oh, I hope so!" Draco grinned, carefully making his way into class, and avoiding the tall racks of preserved specimens in glass jars.
Harry quickly took a seat beside his love, both early for class. "How are you feeling?" Harry asked worridly, the most common question after they had been apart for more then a few minutes. "I'm fine, Harry, don't worry so much.." Draco said in an admonishing voice, but mirth crackled in his eyes. The blonde had taken on an almost radiant glow in the last month or two, and now shone with happiness. "Is the baby still trying to kick his way out?" Harry asked with a grin, and Draco just nodded.
Sleeping was the biggest problem that the couple faced. While they wanted to be together, sometimes it just wasn't possible, what with Filtch scouring the halls every night, the invisibility cloak didn't always work well enough to hide them from Mrs. Norris. Mainly yes, but they dared not to get cocky, and then get caught. Harry worried when Draco wasn't with him. Though he knew the baby wasn't due for another 6 weeks, nothering could convince him that it wouldn't be early.
Then, one night, five weeks later, Harry felt a tug of his heart, and knew it was time.
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ha HA! I'm leaving it there. I've been having a slight problem though, I still can't find a name!
Thanks you guys for the wonderful suggestions, and I'll tell you at the end of the next chapter who suggested the one I'm going to use, but until then, names are what I need!
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"You don't have any idea, do you? " Draco asked one night, as the lovers lay entwined under the deep red sheets of the bed. There was a peace in the room, and a feeling of absolute contentment, Harry lay spooned against Draco's back, his hand resting gently on the rounded curve of stomach, beginning to swell visibly now, in the 6th month of pregnancy. "God Harry, you are the most amazing person in my life, I mean, I don't think I could do any of this without you. You're the strength that I rely on, the one person I can turn to when things go really wrong. I'm having a baby, and, even though I know that's still really scary to you, and to me... I'm happy, because it's something that we created, a living being, and I love him, or her, already. From the first day I knew, I loved them." Harry nodded his head silently, gathering his lover a bit closer to the warmth of his body, despite the heat in the Gryffindor dorm room.
It had become a regular habit, not long after Dumbledore had decided that he would cast a blind eye upon any of those sort of infractions, at least, until the baby was born. Then, the two boys would have to decide if they were going to finish school, with a child. For if they were, then both Harry and Draco would be moved to their own quarters, together. So that they could both equally share in the raising of the child, without disturbing the rest of the other students. "Draco, you know, we overlooked something," Harry said softly into his lover's silky blonde hair. "And what would that be?"
"A name for the baby..." Harry replied with a smile. Draco turned around in his arms and looked up at the Gryffindor with wide, silver-blue eyes. "Your right, you know... well... what about Rose?" Harry thought about the name for a moment, mumbling it in his mouth and shaking his head, "No.. my mother was Lily, and my Aunt Petunia, I don't want any more flower names." This was met with a nod, and a faintly quizzical look.
The two bounced names off each other for the next hour and a half, but coming up short. "You know, Draco, I want this child to have the most amazing life, but how can that happen if we can't even decide on a name!" Harry said, despairing a bit.
"It'll be alright..." Draco said gently, stiffling a yawn.
"Tired, my love?" Draco just nodded, his eyelids drifting closed on their own accord. Harry gathered him gently into his arms and held the smaller blonde close to his heart. "I love you, Draco.. I really do."
Time passed, an November hit Hogwart's with a massive snowstorm. Student's rushed to and fro from their classes, cloaks held tight to their bodies, as the chill invaded the school from the fiercely howling wind outside the high stone walls. Harry sat in Herbology, shivering in the cold chill of the greenhouse, only glad his lover was save and warm in Arithmancy. "N-Now today students, we are going to be studying the m-m-medicinal uses of plants." The Professor stuttered, her teeth chattering together.
"But I think it best, because of the conditions, to c-c-cancel class today, just go and r-r-review your notes from last class!" And on that word, the entire class quickly stood on cold-stiff joints, and ran back towards the school.
The library was much warmer, and the Gryffindor seeker appreciated every bit of warmth that rose up to filter around his icy feet. A massive text lay on the table in front of him, and with a passing thought about becoming like Hermione, he opened to the first page, and began to read;
'Sometimes in life we find ourselves inexplicably drawn into events we cannot control, despite the protection spells and guards, self-control and caution, we use in our daily life. One of these such instances is the conceiving of a child to a pair of both male parents. Though a rare occasion, such a child is every bit as loved, as were he/she born two a male and female genus parents.'
Harry rolled his eyes and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "Well, I guess I wanted to know.." he said quietly, setting the book aside carefully, as not to strain his muscles, all the while wondering how Hermione really could call this light reading, and picked up a much smaller book with a pale leather cover. This one was very simply titled, "Names for Your Child" Smiling at the much smaller girth of this text, he opened the cover, pushed his glasses up his nose and dove in.
"The first is to decide if the said child is male, or female. For this reason, we have included both sexes in this book."
Harry mumbled along with the names, beginning with A, naturally. "Althea, Allanah, Alyssa," Shaking his head a bit at each one, now liking any of the names he had read. By the time Harry had reached mid-book, he was getting to fed-up with not finding anything he deemed suitable, that he was just about to throw the book across the room. Fortunatly for the misbegotten text, the deadly silence in the Library was much to absolute to be broken without very severe repercussions. Grumbling with bad-temper, Harry grabbed up his textbooks and notes, and shuffled down the halls towards the Potions dungeons for his next class.
Draco sat in Arithmancy, trying to focus over the churning in his stomach. Now very swollen with 8-months pregnancy, the desks were uncomfortable, and he felt squashed wherever he went. Kicking out fiercely, the baby shifted again, obviously in as much discomfort as the father. Draco lay a firm had over his restless abdomen, and hissing slightly as the baby kicked out again. "Shhh..." he thought, "Shh, I know you don't want to be here, but we can't help it." The child had taken a disliking of Arithmancy and Transfiguration, though he did seem to like Charms and Potions more then others. Draco just laughed to himself as the bell rang, and he rose to his feet, steadied by the desk, and the very helping support of Hermione Granger. "Thanks, Herm," he said greatfully, casting her a smile.
"So how are you feeling, anyway?" She asked, as they made their way down to potions. Draco raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Like I don't belong in my body anymore, and like I swallowed a big can of jumping beans." The child gave another kick for emphasis, and Hermione laughed. "Gee, I wonder why I'm looking forward to it." The was a small shrug from the blonde, "I wasn't, hell, I didn't even think it was possible for this to happen!" A wry smirk escaped him, but went unnoticed.
"I guess, but I think you should be happy, I mean, your going to have a beautiful child."
"Oh, I hope so!" Draco grinned, carefully making his way into class, and avoiding the tall racks of preserved specimens in glass jars.
Harry quickly took a seat beside his love, both early for class. "How are you feeling?" Harry asked worridly, the most common question after they had been apart for more then a few minutes. "I'm fine, Harry, don't worry so much.." Draco said in an admonishing voice, but mirth crackled in his eyes. The blonde had taken on an almost radiant glow in the last month or two, and now shone with happiness. "Is the baby still trying to kick his way out?" Harry asked with a grin, and Draco just nodded.
Sleeping was the biggest problem that the couple faced. While they wanted to be together, sometimes it just wasn't possible, what with Filtch scouring the halls every night, the invisibility cloak didn't always work well enough to hide them from Mrs. Norris. Mainly yes, but they dared not to get cocky, and then get caught. Harry worried when Draco wasn't with him. Though he knew the baby wasn't due for another 6 weeks, nothering could convince him that it wouldn't be early.
Then, one night, five weeks later, Harry felt a tug of his heart, and knew it was time.
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ha HA! I'm leaving it there. I've been having a slight problem though, I still can't find a name!
Thanks you guys for the wonderful suggestions, and I'll tell you at the end of the next chapter who suggested the one I'm going to use, but until then, names are what I need!