Harry Potter and the Pregnancy Potion Chapter Seven: Family

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Well, onto chapter seven. Mood swings and even crazier cravings! (I'm mean ne?) And of course, they are moving into their sixth month and the end of the second trimester. In three more chapters we will see the births! YUCK FACTOR WARNING!

And on we go!

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Month 6

"I'm fat."

Harry sighed. "You're not fat."

"Yes I am. I used to be small and light and a good Seeker but now I can't even sit on a broom properly." Draco sat on his bed next to Harry, a woeful expression on his face.

"Drac, you're probably the thinnest of the lot of us."

"Black's thinner."

"He only looks that way because he's taller. You're still handsome and you'll loose any extra weight after the birth when I start kicking your arse in Quidditch again."

Draco ignored the jibe, refusing to be cheered up. "I'm fat."

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With the first weeks of April the snows had at last begun to melt. Birds were returning from a winter down south and the weather was starting to warm up ever so slightly. The downside to the coming of spring was that anyone who went outside found his or her feet buried in cold ankle-deep sludge. It wasn't fun.

Which was why Hagrid had agreed to give lessons inside in a rather large abandoned classroom on the fourth floor.

"Come inside, come inside." Hagrid said to his class who was waiting outside the door. "Got a real treat fer yeh today." He was cradling a large crate.

"I don't much like the looks of that." Harry muttered to Ron, Hermione and Draco, who had taken to hanging out with them. "Remember the Skrewts?"

Others looked nervously at the crate and also seemed to be having flashbacks to their fourth year. Everyone huddled closer together as Hagrid opened the crate.

A small black-furred face with huge ears and big green eyes poked up out of the crate, saw it had an audience and popped right back down again. Hagrid reached down and brought a small animal about the size of a lion cub out of the crate, his hand almost swamping the little creature. It was a black kitten. With wings. Little white-feathered wings poked out of it's back.

The girls immediately started cooing.

"AWWW! How positively adorable!" "Hello my little precious!" "Cutie!" "What is it, Hagrid?"

Hagrid put the animal down and it stood on splayed feet, eyes wide and staring, it's little tail twitching back and forth. "'E's a fozzel. Make wonderful pet's if they're trained up right." Hagrid said, looking misty- eyed upon the kitten who stretched his wings and yawned. "E's only a baby. When e's grown e'll be 'alf as big as I am!"

The fozzel mewed, sending the girls into fits of cuteness overload syndrome again.

Harry knelt down and put his hand out. Hagrid cautioned him. "Careful, Harry. 'E's cute but those teeth are sharp as needles."

The fozzel, however, obviously sensing something maternal about the dark- haired boy, pattered up to him and curled up in his lap.

"Well now, I think 'e likes yeh, Harry." Hagrid said, sounding pleased.

"Do I have reason to feel threatened?" Came a whispered voice in Harry's ear. Harry playfully whacked Draco on the arm. The playful banter caused a few stares from the other students who were still not used to seeing the two as anything other than the worst of enemies.

The bell rang.

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Things were going okay for the boys. All the earlier discomforts of pregnancy had vanished, and it was still too early for the backache, heartburn and heat exhaustion mid third trimester. There had been no more sightings of Voldemort and it was believed that it had just been a hoax. Lessons seemed more enjoyable, and even Potions was better. Imminent fatherhood seemed to be having a good effect on Severus Snape who had begun opening windows and placing fresh flowers around the dungeon to brighten things up.

Obviously, something had to come and ruin all this goodness: Dumbledore invited what family the boys had to come and stay at Hogwarts for a week to find out how the pregnant group was holding up. This was good news for most. Ron was a bit nervous about his older brother's reactions to him, and Neville was terrified of facing his grandmother face-to-face.

But for Draco, things were about to become a whole lot worse.

Lucius Malfoy was the only parent of Draco's to show up. He stormed into the entrance hall where the boys were waiting, bringing with him a cold wind that had absolutely nothing to do with the weather. Ignoring greetings from Dumbledore and the others in the hall, Lucius stormed right up to his son, long white hair billowing around him.

"Why is it I never heard of this from the start?" He snarled leering at Draco.

"Professor Dumbledore sent a letter home, father." Draco replied coldly.

"It was addressed to your mother, not me. However, what's past is past. This situation can still be rectified. I have a contact with a wizarding adoption agency. As soon as your child is born, I will see that it is sent there." Lucius said with a tone of finality.

Draco stared at his father in shock. "No."

Lucius stopped and glared at the blonde boy in disbelief. "No?"

"My daughter will remain with me. I will not have her growing up with some strangers." Draco said, only semi-aware that Harry had moved to stand by his side in support.

"You dare defy me?" Lucius whispered sinisterly.

"Yes, father," Draco drew the word out in a sneer. "I make my own decisions regarding my child. Not you."

"Take back what you say, and you will not face any consequences." Lucius said, still in the same tone. "If you do not, I will disown you." He lowered his voice so only Draco could hear. "And you will lose all protection from Voldemort that I have been able to give you. This child will be a thorn removed from my side. One way or another."

Draco stared at his father, before closing his eyes in pain. "If that is your wish."

Lucius smiled maliciously, believing he had won.

"Then let it be known that I have no father." Draco finished, before turning and heading down the corridor to his room.

Lucius stared after the boy with contempt before turning on his heel and leaving out the door.

"Well that was.interesting." Bill Weasely stated.

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Wow.where did that come from? The muses decided it would be good to have Lucius appear. And then.they just took over.

Very short chapter. Sorry! And.rather pointless.except for that last bit of course. Poor Draco though. Thinks he's fat. ^_^ My cousin was like that. Both my cousins actually. Ann still loves this story. Caroline.thinks it's very odd. She doesn't like gay people. And she thinks "Junior" is a horror story. -_-V. Although she's not related to me by blood. She's my Cousin Rob's wife. He's completely insane. Must be because he's ambidextrous. My family. Gotta love 'em. -_-V

I'm not sure when I'll be able to post this, because FFN removed Harry Potter and the Pregnancy Potion because I disobeyed the rules and had too many capital letters in one sentence in my summary. At least, that's what I think it was. They just said I'd done something against the rules. My punishment is that I can't post for an unsaid period of time. This will be up, as well as the rest of Pregnancy Potion, as soon as I can possibly manage it.

Exams are over! Finished! Finito! Kaput! Done! And school ends in *counts on fingers* four days! So I'll have a lot more time to write! ^_^ And my birthday's on the 17th of December! YAY!!!

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