~ Harry and Draco's Bedroom ~

Draco stretched out on the bed, luxuriating in the softness of the blankets and that wonderful warm sleepy moment just before waking.  He sighed, eyes still closed and snuggled closer to his pillow.

A horrendously loud noise erupted from the bathroom, disrupting Draco's lie-in.  He only got to sleep late on Sundays but something or someone was intent on disturbing him.  He groaned and rolled over, pulling the pillow over his head to try to drown out the noise.  It sounded like someone was being tortured in there and Draco wanted no part of it.  Not on his Sunday.

"DRACO!"

Fuck, Draco thought before opening his eyes.  He pushed himself up on his elbow and squinted around the room, noticing that Harry wasn't lying beside him.  He flopped back down on the bed and closed his eyes.  Just a few minutes longer.  After a hard week preparing the students for their upcoming exams, surely he was entitled to that.

"DRACO – GET YOUR ARSE IN HERE!"

Apparently not.  Draco forced his tired body up out of bed and pulled on his bathrobe.  He entered the bathroom to find his husband bent over the toilet.  His dark hair hung limply around his face, which was pale and tear-stained.  He glared up at Draco, who stifled a smile.  The glare didn't really work when the one glaring looked so miserable and lost.

Draco picked up a washcloth from the sink and ran it under some cold water.  He squeezed most of the water out and sat down on the tiles beside Harry.  He gently wiped Harry's face, brushing his hair off his face.

"What took you so long?" Harry grumbled, but he looked mollified by Draco's gentle attentions.  "I've been in here for hours, throwing up because of you."

"I'm sorry, sweetie," Draco murmured, wrapping his arms around his husband.

"If I have to suffer through this, then you have to be here beside me, suffering too," Harry said plaintively. 

"I love you, Harry," Draco said, deciding that Harry was in need of reassurance.  "I will always be here beside you, no matter what."

"Daddy sick?" came a small worried voice from the doorway.  Draco turned to see Daniel standing there with his lip trembling and eyes filled with tears that were threatening to fall.  The little boy looked adorable, in his crumpled green pyjamas, his dark hair messed up more than usual and his face still sleepy.

"Come here, darling," Draco said, holding out his arm.  "Daddy's okay.  He's fine."

Daniel stepped into the room cautiously, staring up at Harry with big silver eyes.  Harry held out his arms and Daniel ran into them, clinging to his Daddy who had been absent from his life for so long.

"I'm okay, Daniel," Harry was saying, rubbing Daniel's back soothingly.  He glanced at Draco and nodded, encouraging Draco to explain what was happening to their family.

Draco smiled at Daniel.  "Honey, you know that Auntie Hermione is having a baby, right?"

Daniel nodded.  He had curled up against Harry, his eyes drooping as he almost fell back asleep.

"Well, Daddy is going to have a baby too," Draco said, hoping his explanation was sufficient for the almost-three-year-old to understand.

Daniel's eyes widened.  He pushed away from Harry and knelt on the tiles beside his Daddy.  His little hands reached out and touched Harry's still flat stomach almost reverently. 

"Baby in Daddy's tummy?" Daniel asked, staring up at both his fathers.

"Yes, there's a baby in Daddy's tummy," Draco replied, since Harry didn't seem to be capable of stringing two words together at the moment.  "You're going to have a little brother or a little sister."

Daniel grinned.  "Baby."

"Yes, baby," Draco agreed.  "We need to get dressed ready for breakfast, Dan.  You go and get the clothes you want to wear and then we'll have a shower."

"Okay," the little boy said, as he rushed off to his bedroom, most likely in search of his favourite green shirt.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked Harry worriedly.  All through Draco's conversation with their son, Harry had sat there with a glazed expression on his face.

Harry turned frightened eyes to Draco's concerned ones.  "I'm going to have a baby."

"Yes," Draco said, faintly amused by Harry's sudden realisation.  "That was the plan."

"No," Harry protested.  "I'm going to have a baby.  It's going to want to come out."

Harry accompanied this statement with a waving of his hands in front of his lower body, indicating the passage the baby would take to exit his body.

Suddenly Draco understood the problem.  Harry didn't mind being pregnant, even if he did have to throw up most mornings, but it was the birth that terrified him.  They both recalled Hermione giving birth to Isabella and her graphic descriptions of the event.  Draco just hoped she was exaggerating in her descriptions of the pain in an attempt to stop Ron going on about having a large family. 

"You can handle it, I'm sure," Draco said confidently, reaching over to caress Harry's cheek.  "You are such a strong person Harry.  And I'll see if I can find any potions to help with the pain."

This promise seemed to calm Harry somewhat.  The fear receded from his eyes and he brightened.

"Let's get Daniel and have a shower so we can get to breakfast," Harry said, changing the subject abruptly.  "I have such a craving for bacon."

Ten minutes later, the three Potters were undressed and about to enter the large shower.  Harry leant down to pick up Daniel before Draco stopped him.

"No, let me.  I'll hold him," he said, quickly sweeping the little boy up into his arms.

"But I want to hold him," Harry whined.

"But what if he accidentally kicks your stomach?" Draco asked, stepping into the shower.

Harry dithered outside the shower for a moment before joining his family.  "Alright, fine."

~ The Great Hall ~

Draco stared in amazement as his husband practically inhaled an entire plate of bacon and then loaded it up for a second round. 

"Hey, did you guys hear the latest?" Ron asked them, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked.

"Neville and Snape were caught in a compromising position in one of the greenhouses last night," Ron replied.

"What?" Draco sputtered.  Of course, they all knew that Nev and Sev had had something of a thing back when they'd all been in seventh year, but as far as anyone was aware, that was as far as it went.  Perhaps they had now reconnected after so many years. 

"I hear congratulations are in order," Dumbledore said as he walked over to the group at the end of the staff table.  He was carrying Daniel, who had been sitting on his Grandpa's lap during breakfast.  "Daniel tells me you are going to have a baby, Harry.  Congratulations."

Harry swallowed his mouthful of bacon and nodded.  "Thank you.  We haven't told anyone yet except for Ron, Mione and Poppy."

By some miracle, they had managed to convince Poppy to keep quiet about the whole thing.  They'd been forced to tell her so she could examine Harry and make sure everything was alright.  So far, she'd kept her word and not told a soul.  Harry and Draco had decided to tell Daniel before they told anyone else.  Now it appeared as it Daniel would tell everyone for them.  Sirius wasn't at breakfast as he'd recently moved out to Hogsmeade to live with Narcissa, so Harry could safely tell him that afternoon without worrying that Sirius would be hurt that Harry hadn't confided in him before telling the rest of the school.

"Don't worry," Dumbledore was saying.  "I'll keep quiet until you're ready to go public with the information.  But I think you'll have a bit of trouble with this young man.  He's so excited about it."

Daniel giggled as Dumbledore ticked him under his chin. 

"Well, young man," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling.  "I have to go and do some work so I'll leave you with your fathers now."

Draco quickly stood up and accepted Daniel as Dumbledore passed him over the table and left the hall. 

Harry glared at Draco as the blonde man sat down and settled their son on his lap.  "Are you going to let me hold my son ever again?"

"You shouldn't be lifting heavy things and Daniel is a growing boy," Draco said gently.  "I just don't want you to hurt yourself."

Harry sniffed but returned to his bacon without comment. 

TBC

I have a new story started (yes – another one!) but this one is an answer to a challenge and is Sirius/James story.  Harry and the gang are all there too, don't worry, but the major focus is Sirius and James.  Please go check it out and let me know what you think…..

http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1041773