*what I know about the 'cum'
thing is that it does have protein**and I feel that a one-time thing wouldn't
hurt or make you sick**now continually doing it, well, yea… that's some
sickening puke*
Chapter 15
Too soon, the majority of the school returned to Hogwarts from their relaxing and joyous holidays at home
with their families. The building buzzed with gossip of Christmas gifts and drunk tales from New Year's Eve. Everyone was oblivious to
the dark air looming around the great castle except for the two lovers and the
three professors. Snape had even become twitchy at
moments, giving Harry and Draco special glares during
their potions class, which turned out to be an all-year course that year.
As always, Draco was the alpha
and omega to class, while still performing amazingly in his studies, although
concentration was becoming an issue as the time left counted down. Sometimes,
like today, January eight, Draco would become frustrated, grab his head to press his fingertips to his
temples as a headache droned on.
Harry would instantly become concerned, straining his
neck to get a perfect view of his love and Hermione
would softly rest a hand on his arm to remind him that he needed to settle
down. Displeased, he would regain a normal composure, aware that he was
obligated to not lose as many house points as possible.
Today, the slimy Slytherin
Head of House slipped by showing some compassion for a student. He knew
Harry was watching as he set down a tiny beaker of a
indigo colored bubbling brew beside Draco while the
other students worked feverishly on their quizzes. The Gryffindor
sighed contentedly as the headache relieving potion did its magic on his
lover.
The end of the class finally arrived, the two lovers
naturally taking their time to pack up their things. Snape
sat behind his desk, observing Harry gather his things quickly to aid Draco. He recalled Dumbledore mentioning this was the beginning of Draco's seventh month of pregnancy and the beginning of a
dangerous battle. But today, he had some happy news for the both of them that
would most definitely bring them even closer together by showing them what they
were fighting for.
Draco burst out laughing from
his seat as Harry pulled his lips away from the Slytherin's
ear. Clasping his small hands over his mouth couldn't contain the eruption of
laughter. "He put it in the wrong hole!"
"You should have seen the expression on her face as she
entered the common room afterwards!" Harry exclaimed as he chuckled along with Draco's hysterical cackling.
Snape suddenly stood, clearing
his throat to get the attention of the two amused teenagers. The stopped
quickly, with small snickers escaping from Draco's
hand-covered mouth.
"There is something the Head
Master and Madam Pomfrey wish
to do for you two this afternoon. So, if you would please cease your chuckling and follow me to the Hospital wing."
Harry shrugged his shoulders as an answer and nicely
pulled Draco along beside him, whose laughter was
still getting the best of him.
A section of the Hospital wing had already been set up
for the two as they entered behind their Potions professor. A wall of white
curtains was separated as they approached, revealing a plush bed complete with
silk sheets and a small mountain of pillows nearby.
Draco stepped out from behind Snape and ran a hand over the sheets, marveling at the
softness and sleekness he loved. "Well, what are we for?"
Dumbledore startled them as he
stepped inside the curtains with Madam Pomfrey at his
side. "Young Malfoy, this is where you will be giving
birth to your child. We have accommodated according to your interest and set up
the proper equipment as you see here." He waved a hand toward the table that
stood next to the wall under a window, complete with the various scissors and
other odd instruments that would be used.
The young Slytherin nervously
swallowed and patted his stomach as he felt the warmth of Harry flush against
him. "But, I'm only seven months along," he stuttered lightly.
Pomfrey clasped her hands
together excitedly. "Of course, darling, but we would like to show you what the
baby looks like so far."
Harry placed his hands comfortingly on Draco's shoulders and gave them a squeeze. "Oh my god, Draco," he whispered into his love's ear, "we can see the baby."
The Headmaster stepped up beside a muggle
machine and spoke a few charms and soon, it buzzed to life without the use of
electricity. He turned to the young boys. "Poppy will prepare you for this
while I step outside of the curtain." Smiling brightly, he exited the quarter
as well as Snape who swiftly began his walk towards
the dungeons.
Meanwhile, the elegantly dressed Malfoys
were seated in their second dining room while their houseelves
served warm honey flavored tea.
Lucius cleared his throat and
raised his chin high and pointed it toward the Dark Lord, seated comfortably to
his right. "I spoke with my son over the holiday season."
From within his hood, Voldemort
sipped his tea, annoyed, suppressing his livid emotions. "Your words with your
son aren't enough anymore." He growled lightly. "The next action we take is a
direct attack. There will be two steps," he spoke harshly. "First, we eliminate
if not at least disable Potter momentarily and then, we enter the school the
moment Draco is about to deliver."
Narcissa inhaled sharply.
The Dark Lord continued as Lucius
listened intently. "That child will be delivered into our hands. If we time
perfectly, there will no way that boy could hold it in any longer without it
becoming stillborn. He is a passionate boy and would die rather than to see his
child die within him."
The elder Malfoy raised his tea
cup and grinned. "Wonderful plan, my Lord."
"Now, I need you Mr. Malfoy to
undress and put these on." The medi-witch handed Draco a very thin cotton shirt and cotton pants, each a
pale pastel color and turned her back appropriately.
He made a disgusted face towards Harry, who snickered in
return, as he discarded his robe, pants, sweater and finally his navy silk
boxers to put on the highly unfashionable attire.
With his clothes on the floor
and the ugly hospital clothes on his body, he cleared his throat to get the medi-witch's attention.
She turned and smiled brightly. "Great! Now, lets hop up onto the bed and hopefully I will be able to
work this contraption. It has been a few years."
Draco leaned back on the
pillows and gazed at Harry lovingly yet nervous. "Harry?"
"Yes?" Harry stood still beside Draco,
his fingers intertwining with those on Draco's left
hand.
"This makes me nervous." He bit his bottom lip as Poppy
returned her attention to him and proceeded to open a
tube of some sort of gooey clear substance and extract some onto her hands.
"Lift your shirt, Mr. Malfoy,
for me, please."
Draco complied and soon, she
was rubbing the cool substance onto the swell of the stomach. "Whoa, that's
cold!" He took a quick intake of breath as she applied more and he squeezed
Harry's hand.
Harry leaned down and placed his mouth over Draco's, reassuring him with his tongue and the motion of
his lips that everything would be fine. They parted as the buzzing of the
machines increased in volume, Dumbledore entered and
Poppy clicked an orange button that turned on a sort of television screen.
"Are we ready, Poppy?" the Head Master questioned
joyfully. He looked at Harry's smiling face, and Draco's
nervous gaze, who was cutting off all circulation to his boyfriend's fingertips
but Harry didn't mind as he used his other hand to smooth down Draco's loose strands of blonde.
The medi-witch took hold of
disk shaped object with a handle and placed it on Draco's
stomach and began to move it around in circular motions. In seconds, a figure
showed up on the screen and with a twist of a dial, the room was filled with a
steady heartbeat, the heartbeat of their child.
Draco's grey
eyes watered as Harry placed tender kiss after kiss upon his forehead and
flushed cheeks as Poppy pointed out different body parts.
"And here's the head" she spoke as she pointed it out.
"And here's its arms and legs. What a beautiful
healthy child." She smiled heartily towards the boys and towards Dumbledore.
"This is what we have to protect, Harry." Draco spoke softly and wiped a tear quickly from his face.
He watched the image of his child on the screen intently. "It is so much more
realistic now." Glancing down at his stomach and back up at the screen, he
heard Dumbledore step closer.
"I knew this would give you two an opportunity to bring you even closer to your child and aid in the realization for what you are keeping from the Dark Lord." He nodded to both of them and Poppy before exiting, leaving the two boys reveling tamely about seeing their baby finally.
