A/N: Hey, Sorry this took forever to get out. long vacation. I know that's
no excuse, I tried to get it to Frizzy before I left, but I wasn't able to.
Sorry again, and thanks for the reviews. I really enjoy it when people tell
me that they like my fics, and well, if you want to find out if Draco is
pregnant you'll just have to read this chapter. well you're already doing
that, so enjoy I guess. Oh, and as before Smeldon is from "Seamus is
Seamus." though, she's used in a different way in that fic, I'm using her
as. well, again, read the chapter and find out. I'm evil. I know.
Hours later, Draco and Harry came to a stop, panting, and leaning against each other. It was late in the evening, and the stars were just coming out. Draco looked out the window, towards his namesake constellation. He missed his mother, and his nurse. Just as he started to feel the darkness covering him, he felt a hand tracing the muscles of his back. He looked back, and staring directly into his eyes were two green orbs.
"Let's go for a broom ride, love. I know that look in your eyes - I felt the same way for years. One of the only ways to get rid of that feeling is to work it out. Or shag it out. but we should probably wait for the second one. until we know the results, you know." Harry managed to turn a pretty shade of pink. The dark haired wizard stood up, and then helped Draco stand as well. They grabbed their brooms, and launched themselves out of the window.
They flew quickly, neither trying to outpace the other, but still, it was a fast paced event. Their flight soon became more than a simple relaxing broom ride, and the two boys were flying intricate patterns, that neither would actually try in a match. Draco didn't know how long they flown, but hours later, when he took a brake from the triple barrel roll- nosedive combo he'd been trying to perfect, he looked back at his constellation, and saw that the sun had risen, and the sky was rapidly becoming lighter.
"Harry! Harry? We need to get back inside. The sun is coming up, and Hagrid will be out soon, taking care of his beasts."
Even though Hagrid was Harry's friend, Draco still didn't have to like him. Not that much at least. "We have another five hours or so, until we'll have our results. I drank it at ten, right?" Barely waiting for Harry's nod, he shot off, heading for their window.
Harry got there seconds after him, but with considerably less grace. Somehow, Harry was able to turn a crash into a rolling dive, which he came out of in time to gather Draco into his arms. "Hello Love. Miss me?" His green eyes were bright, and his nose was touching Draco's.
"Of course not, you sweaty git. I just rushed back here, so I could get away from you. I'm going to take a shower now, and I expect you to be clean when we go to breakfast." The suggestion was obvious, and Harry smirked. Draco wanted him again. Harry watched as Draco undressed, and walked naked to their bathroom. Once he heard the water turn on, he slowly undressed himself, and joined his lover in the shower.
The water suddenly became icy, making the two boys jump out, and begin drying themselves off. They hadn't had sex in the shower, but both were smiling, and satisfied. A few minutes later, they were dry, but still not dressed. Harry walked out of the bathroom, letting Draco watch the way the muscles in his butt and back moved. Draco was beginning to get aroused by Harry's display, when he realized what time it was.
"Harry! We have to get downstairs for breakfast, unless you want to wait until dinner to eat. You know the house elves just leave out leftovers after nine on the weekends. Its eight twenty now! Come on!" He ran out, threw on some clothes, and hurried Harry along, acting like a mother hen, and making Harry laugh. They finally got to the Hall, and waiting outside the door, were not only Ron and Hermione, but Hagrid too.
"I don' know what it 'twere, but I saw somethin' flyin' about the sky this morning 'Mione, and I've got me suspicions. Well, Hello boys. How're the two of you doin' this fine day?" Hagrid was too honest for that to be a barb, but the looks Hermione was shooting at them told Harry that she had ideas of her own as to who had been out flying this morning.
"Um. we're doing fine Hagrid, we just overslept, and are looking for some breakfast. Anything good?" Harry tried not to look too guilty, or Hermione would know for sure it had been them out this morning. Hagrid just shook his head, and lumbered off, probably to work in his garden, but the other two Gryffindors stayed behind.
"We already ate, Harry, but do you want us to come along anyway?" Ron still didn't like Draco, or the way he and Harry were always near each other. "I could always use a cup of coffee, and I know 'Mione has something she could be studying. Well? How about it?" Harry smiled, and began to answer, but was interrupted by Draco.
"If you wish to join us Ron, you may. Though, Harry and I must eat quickly, we're working on a special assignment from Professor Snape." Somehow Draco kept his tone level, and didn't even make any sign of an insult. Ron was shocked, and he wasn't the only one. Hermione's jaw dropped, and Harry broke into a huge grin, and stopped just short of pulling Draco into his arms. After a moment, he did anyway, giving his friends something else to be shocked about.
"What are you doing Harry?!? That's BLOODY MALFOY!" Ron's face became as red as his hair, and he was shaking so hard that he dropped his books. As Ron was yelling, Harry removed his mouth from Draco's and wrapped his hand inside Draco's, smiling.
"Well, Ron, you know that I'm part veela, and Draco is too. well, we've decided, no, discovered, that we're mates. It wasn't deliberate or anything, but it's good. Please understand. Ron? Hermione? Answer me, please?" He had started with some pride in his voice, but by the end, when his friends were still silent, he sounded worried. He kept looking from Ron's still red face to Hermione's calm, pale face. Finally, Hermione began to say something. It took her a moment, but she got it out eventually.
"Well, Harry. Draco. If that's what's happened, then there's nothing to do but say congratulations. Have you bonded yet? Oh, you don't have to answer that, it is too personal. unless you want to, that is." She seemed to be trying to put a positive spin on the whole situation. After waiting a moment for Ron to say something, she elbowed him hard in the ribs, and glared.
"Harry, are you sure? HIM?" At Harry's nod, and Draco's glare, he kept going, "Well, Congrats, I guess. Bonded? What did she mean bonded? Is that anything Slytherin?" Both Harry and Draco burst out laughing, which only made Ron turn even redder, though this time from embarrassment.
"No, nothing Slytherin," *laugh*, "just something veela. You might want to do some reading up on it. Harry didn't, and I'll let him tell you about what kinds of trouble that got him into." This was the first time either Ron or Hermione had seen Draco smiling without them being the butt of one of his jokes. It made both of them uneasy, so much, in fact, that Draco and Harry both laughed at the looks on their faces.
"Well, I guess the two of you can handle eating together, alone. just make sure you don't pull him under the table Harry! We must keep some propriety at the meal tables. Now, come along Ron. Speaking of potions, we have to be reading up on that Mingus potion. I know it's about as relevant to everyday life as little green apples are to dung beetles, but you know Snape will put it on the final, just because it's that obscure. Let's go Ron, the books will only wait so long." She turned, and led Ron down the hall, when they got to the corner, where they would turn, she looked back at Harry and Draco, and winked.
What came next was the longest hour the two veela had ever spent in the great hall. It only took them a few minutes to eat, but they had to deal with about fifty different people asking about how they were. During a short break, when no one was speaking to either of them, Harry leaned over, and told Draco that if he ever suggested being late to something again, that he should kick him. Of course, Draco laughed, but he filed that promise away for later use. He now had good grounds to kick Harry, sometime in the future. The grin on his face lasted through breakfast, until Harry looked at his watch, and realized there was about 20 minutes till they could find out their results. He coughed discreetly to Draco, who was busy talking with Crabbe and Goyle. Draco looked at the watch, and his eyes started to gleam, he made some quick excuses, and without further ado, they were out the doors, and on their way to their rooms in the tower.
When they arrived, the first thing they did was make sure no one was there, or listening in. Harry had learned a hard lesson when Rita Skeeta had done her damage the year before. He wiped the room with an anti-bugging spell, and anti-animagi spell, and a silencing spell so no one would hear what they had to say today. After Harry finished the spells, Draco looked at the watch and began to make himself ready for the final spell to finish the potion off. When the time was right, he lifted his wand, and with a small wave, he said the spell.
"Nahsymiento Poderoso." With that, Draco began to glow, starting at the tip of his wand, and then flowing to the rest of his body. Quickly, the glow centered itself on his abdomen, and began to pulse, getting stronger with each throb, finally it was too bright to look at, and both boys turned their heads. When they looked back, there was a swirling mist over Draco's belly, and out of the mist came a pair of objects. One blue, the other pink, both objects came into focus, and were obviously fetuses. The two babies clung to each other, and after a few moments, both began to glow in their own light. They turned, and released each other, coming into better focus. The blue one was very obviously a boy, and when he opened his eyes, they were the same startling green Harry's were, but where Harry had dark hair, the baby was definitely blonde. Harry turned his head to look at the other child, who shared his raven hair, though the baby girl's was very curly. When the pink enveloped girl opened her eyes, they were ice blue, much like Draco's, but where his were solid blue, hers had faint purple streaks. As Harry and Draco stared at the faces of their unborn children, the images began to sparkle, and shimmer, making sure that both of the parents knew that their children would be magical.
"Well, Harry, everything you expected?" His eyes were filled to the brim with unshed tears. He had always wanted his children to have siblings because his own childhood had been a lonely one. He'd never had any brothers or sisters, and all his cousins were on the Malfoy side, meaning they were mainly Death Eaters in training, and planned to torture as many muggles as possible before they had even turned twelve years of age. He had never spent much time with his mother's family, though from what he had heard from Narcissa, they were much the same as the Malfoy family. And, as an oddity, she was closely related to Harry's Godfather, though Harry didn't know that. According to Dumbledore, Narcissa had managed to throw off generations of Dark alliances, but had never told him.
". Draco! Draco, love! Earth to Draco! Where have you been? I answered you five minutes ago, and all this time you've just been sitting there drooling. Are you OK?" Just then, he saw the tears falling down Draco's cheeks. "Come here love. I know it hurts, but we're here together. Come on." He brought Draco in close, and held him tight, until his muscles began to loosen. They sat that way for hours, just holding each other until the sky grew dark. "Draco, we need to go down for dinner now, unless you want me to have Dobby bring ours up." At Draco's nod, he stood up, walked over to the door, and looked out in the hall. After checking that there was no one there, he raised his wand, and said a small charm, and within an instant there was a popping noise, and a little house elf appeared. Harry and the small green creature spoke for a few moments, until the elf had the idea, when he popped out again.
Just as Harry reached Draco's side, Dobby returned with a large tray piled high with food. The little elf wobbled under the weight of the tray until he managed to set it down on the dresser. Dobby left without making too much conversation, he seemed to sense that Draco wanted to be alone with Harry.
"Harry. Hold me. We'll eat later, but I want to feel you around me now." They settled back into each other, and the large pillows on their bed, and watched the stars come out.
*Three days later*
If Harry had known dealing with a hormonal, moody, grumpy Draco would be like this, he probably wouldn't have had sex with him. But it was too late to be thinking like that. It had only been three days since they found out that Draco was pregnant, but on all three days, Draco woke up puking his dinner up. Neither of the boys had thought that morning sickness could happen this early in a pregnancy, but obviously, it could. Some time around noon the second day, Draco had begun mumbling under his breath and glaring at anyone who even smiled at him. It was all Harry could do to keep the blonde from ripping some first years to shreds for almost bumping into him.
Later that night, they were getting ready for bed. Although Draco had yet to begin to show his pregnancy, he was still feeling ungainly. He was in a dark mood by the time he got his pajama pants on, and kept looking over his shoulder to see if Harry was laughing at him. Which he was, of course was. When they were finally cuddling under the covers, Draco leaned over to Harry's ear, and whispered into it.
"You did this to me. I know, I know, it was consensual, but if you hadn't been so damn good, well then I wouldn't have let you screw me. Then you'd be the one feeling like you were a blimp. I will get you for this Harry James Potter! You just wait and see." He trailed off into silence as he realized that Harry was asleep.
In his dream, Harry was sitting with Draco in potions class and they were making a complicated potion that was supposed to turn fairies into dragons. Harry stood to mix the potion, and some where between his seat and his desk, all his clothing disappeared, and some thing else grew larger. When he grasped the stirring rod, there was Draco next to him, grabbing the stirring rod as well, and then his other hand went lower, to grab Harry's other rod. Harry moaned, as Draco moved his hand up and down. Before he knew it, Draco was kneeling in front of him, and his mouth was closing down on Harry's cock. After a few minutes of ecstasy, Harry shot his load into Draco's mouth. The blonde stood up, licked his lips, and then motion Harry to hop onto their desk, when Harry complied, Draco leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth, and then broke the kiss, to stick two fingers in his mouth and pull them out. Draco leaned back in, and while he was kissing Harry, his fingers made their way up inside Harry, making his dark haired lover gasp. Quickly, Harry was moaning again, and then when Harry was at his loosest, Draco slid inside Harry. With quick movements, Draco planted himself inside Harry. Finally with a groan, he came inside lover. Just then Harry woke up, and found Draco lying on top of him.
"Now, you get to see what it's like Harry. We did say that we wanted a large family." Draco was still snide, even though his voice glowed with his love for Harry.
Hours later, Draco and Harry came to a stop, panting, and leaning against each other. It was late in the evening, and the stars were just coming out. Draco looked out the window, towards his namesake constellation. He missed his mother, and his nurse. Just as he started to feel the darkness covering him, he felt a hand tracing the muscles of his back. He looked back, and staring directly into his eyes were two green orbs.
"Let's go for a broom ride, love. I know that look in your eyes - I felt the same way for years. One of the only ways to get rid of that feeling is to work it out. Or shag it out. but we should probably wait for the second one. until we know the results, you know." Harry managed to turn a pretty shade of pink. The dark haired wizard stood up, and then helped Draco stand as well. They grabbed their brooms, and launched themselves out of the window.
They flew quickly, neither trying to outpace the other, but still, it was a fast paced event. Their flight soon became more than a simple relaxing broom ride, and the two boys were flying intricate patterns, that neither would actually try in a match. Draco didn't know how long they flown, but hours later, when he took a brake from the triple barrel roll- nosedive combo he'd been trying to perfect, he looked back at his constellation, and saw that the sun had risen, and the sky was rapidly becoming lighter.
"Harry! Harry? We need to get back inside. The sun is coming up, and Hagrid will be out soon, taking care of his beasts."
Even though Hagrid was Harry's friend, Draco still didn't have to like him. Not that much at least. "We have another five hours or so, until we'll have our results. I drank it at ten, right?" Barely waiting for Harry's nod, he shot off, heading for their window.
Harry got there seconds after him, but with considerably less grace. Somehow, Harry was able to turn a crash into a rolling dive, which he came out of in time to gather Draco into his arms. "Hello Love. Miss me?" His green eyes were bright, and his nose was touching Draco's.
"Of course not, you sweaty git. I just rushed back here, so I could get away from you. I'm going to take a shower now, and I expect you to be clean when we go to breakfast." The suggestion was obvious, and Harry smirked. Draco wanted him again. Harry watched as Draco undressed, and walked naked to their bathroom. Once he heard the water turn on, he slowly undressed himself, and joined his lover in the shower.
The water suddenly became icy, making the two boys jump out, and begin drying themselves off. They hadn't had sex in the shower, but both were smiling, and satisfied. A few minutes later, they were dry, but still not dressed. Harry walked out of the bathroom, letting Draco watch the way the muscles in his butt and back moved. Draco was beginning to get aroused by Harry's display, when he realized what time it was.
"Harry! We have to get downstairs for breakfast, unless you want to wait until dinner to eat. You know the house elves just leave out leftovers after nine on the weekends. Its eight twenty now! Come on!" He ran out, threw on some clothes, and hurried Harry along, acting like a mother hen, and making Harry laugh. They finally got to the Hall, and waiting outside the door, were not only Ron and Hermione, but Hagrid too.
"I don' know what it 'twere, but I saw somethin' flyin' about the sky this morning 'Mione, and I've got me suspicions. Well, Hello boys. How're the two of you doin' this fine day?" Hagrid was too honest for that to be a barb, but the looks Hermione was shooting at them told Harry that she had ideas of her own as to who had been out flying this morning.
"Um. we're doing fine Hagrid, we just overslept, and are looking for some breakfast. Anything good?" Harry tried not to look too guilty, or Hermione would know for sure it had been them out this morning. Hagrid just shook his head, and lumbered off, probably to work in his garden, but the other two Gryffindors stayed behind.
"We already ate, Harry, but do you want us to come along anyway?" Ron still didn't like Draco, or the way he and Harry were always near each other. "I could always use a cup of coffee, and I know 'Mione has something she could be studying. Well? How about it?" Harry smiled, and began to answer, but was interrupted by Draco.
"If you wish to join us Ron, you may. Though, Harry and I must eat quickly, we're working on a special assignment from Professor Snape." Somehow Draco kept his tone level, and didn't even make any sign of an insult. Ron was shocked, and he wasn't the only one. Hermione's jaw dropped, and Harry broke into a huge grin, and stopped just short of pulling Draco into his arms. After a moment, he did anyway, giving his friends something else to be shocked about.
"What are you doing Harry?!? That's BLOODY MALFOY!" Ron's face became as red as his hair, and he was shaking so hard that he dropped his books. As Ron was yelling, Harry removed his mouth from Draco's and wrapped his hand inside Draco's, smiling.
"Well, Ron, you know that I'm part veela, and Draco is too. well, we've decided, no, discovered, that we're mates. It wasn't deliberate or anything, but it's good. Please understand. Ron? Hermione? Answer me, please?" He had started with some pride in his voice, but by the end, when his friends were still silent, he sounded worried. He kept looking from Ron's still red face to Hermione's calm, pale face. Finally, Hermione began to say something. It took her a moment, but she got it out eventually.
"Well, Harry. Draco. If that's what's happened, then there's nothing to do but say congratulations. Have you bonded yet? Oh, you don't have to answer that, it is too personal. unless you want to, that is." She seemed to be trying to put a positive spin on the whole situation. After waiting a moment for Ron to say something, she elbowed him hard in the ribs, and glared.
"Harry, are you sure? HIM?" At Harry's nod, and Draco's glare, he kept going, "Well, Congrats, I guess. Bonded? What did she mean bonded? Is that anything Slytherin?" Both Harry and Draco burst out laughing, which only made Ron turn even redder, though this time from embarrassment.
"No, nothing Slytherin," *laugh*, "just something veela. You might want to do some reading up on it. Harry didn't, and I'll let him tell you about what kinds of trouble that got him into." This was the first time either Ron or Hermione had seen Draco smiling without them being the butt of one of his jokes. It made both of them uneasy, so much, in fact, that Draco and Harry both laughed at the looks on their faces.
"Well, I guess the two of you can handle eating together, alone. just make sure you don't pull him under the table Harry! We must keep some propriety at the meal tables. Now, come along Ron. Speaking of potions, we have to be reading up on that Mingus potion. I know it's about as relevant to everyday life as little green apples are to dung beetles, but you know Snape will put it on the final, just because it's that obscure. Let's go Ron, the books will only wait so long." She turned, and led Ron down the hall, when they got to the corner, where they would turn, she looked back at Harry and Draco, and winked.
What came next was the longest hour the two veela had ever spent in the great hall. It only took them a few minutes to eat, but they had to deal with about fifty different people asking about how they were. During a short break, when no one was speaking to either of them, Harry leaned over, and told Draco that if he ever suggested being late to something again, that he should kick him. Of course, Draco laughed, but he filed that promise away for later use. He now had good grounds to kick Harry, sometime in the future. The grin on his face lasted through breakfast, until Harry looked at his watch, and realized there was about 20 minutes till they could find out their results. He coughed discreetly to Draco, who was busy talking with Crabbe and Goyle. Draco looked at the watch, and his eyes started to gleam, he made some quick excuses, and without further ado, they were out the doors, and on their way to their rooms in the tower.
When they arrived, the first thing they did was make sure no one was there, or listening in. Harry had learned a hard lesson when Rita Skeeta had done her damage the year before. He wiped the room with an anti-bugging spell, and anti-animagi spell, and a silencing spell so no one would hear what they had to say today. After Harry finished the spells, Draco looked at the watch and began to make himself ready for the final spell to finish the potion off. When the time was right, he lifted his wand, and with a small wave, he said the spell.
"Nahsymiento Poderoso." With that, Draco began to glow, starting at the tip of his wand, and then flowing to the rest of his body. Quickly, the glow centered itself on his abdomen, and began to pulse, getting stronger with each throb, finally it was too bright to look at, and both boys turned their heads. When they looked back, there was a swirling mist over Draco's belly, and out of the mist came a pair of objects. One blue, the other pink, both objects came into focus, and were obviously fetuses. The two babies clung to each other, and after a few moments, both began to glow in their own light. They turned, and released each other, coming into better focus. The blue one was very obviously a boy, and when he opened his eyes, they were the same startling green Harry's were, but where Harry had dark hair, the baby was definitely blonde. Harry turned his head to look at the other child, who shared his raven hair, though the baby girl's was very curly. When the pink enveloped girl opened her eyes, they were ice blue, much like Draco's, but where his were solid blue, hers had faint purple streaks. As Harry and Draco stared at the faces of their unborn children, the images began to sparkle, and shimmer, making sure that both of the parents knew that their children would be magical.
"Well, Harry, everything you expected?" His eyes were filled to the brim with unshed tears. He had always wanted his children to have siblings because his own childhood had been a lonely one. He'd never had any brothers or sisters, and all his cousins were on the Malfoy side, meaning they were mainly Death Eaters in training, and planned to torture as many muggles as possible before they had even turned twelve years of age. He had never spent much time with his mother's family, though from what he had heard from Narcissa, they were much the same as the Malfoy family. And, as an oddity, she was closely related to Harry's Godfather, though Harry didn't know that. According to Dumbledore, Narcissa had managed to throw off generations of Dark alliances, but had never told him.
". Draco! Draco, love! Earth to Draco! Where have you been? I answered you five minutes ago, and all this time you've just been sitting there drooling. Are you OK?" Just then, he saw the tears falling down Draco's cheeks. "Come here love. I know it hurts, but we're here together. Come on." He brought Draco in close, and held him tight, until his muscles began to loosen. They sat that way for hours, just holding each other until the sky grew dark. "Draco, we need to go down for dinner now, unless you want me to have Dobby bring ours up." At Draco's nod, he stood up, walked over to the door, and looked out in the hall. After checking that there was no one there, he raised his wand, and said a small charm, and within an instant there was a popping noise, and a little house elf appeared. Harry and the small green creature spoke for a few moments, until the elf had the idea, when he popped out again.
Just as Harry reached Draco's side, Dobby returned with a large tray piled high with food. The little elf wobbled under the weight of the tray until he managed to set it down on the dresser. Dobby left without making too much conversation, he seemed to sense that Draco wanted to be alone with Harry.
"Harry. Hold me. We'll eat later, but I want to feel you around me now." They settled back into each other, and the large pillows on their bed, and watched the stars come out.
*Three days later*
If Harry had known dealing with a hormonal, moody, grumpy Draco would be like this, he probably wouldn't have had sex with him. But it was too late to be thinking like that. It had only been three days since they found out that Draco was pregnant, but on all three days, Draco woke up puking his dinner up. Neither of the boys had thought that morning sickness could happen this early in a pregnancy, but obviously, it could. Some time around noon the second day, Draco had begun mumbling under his breath and glaring at anyone who even smiled at him. It was all Harry could do to keep the blonde from ripping some first years to shreds for almost bumping into him.
Later that night, they were getting ready for bed. Although Draco had yet to begin to show his pregnancy, he was still feeling ungainly. He was in a dark mood by the time he got his pajama pants on, and kept looking over his shoulder to see if Harry was laughing at him. Which he was, of course was. When they were finally cuddling under the covers, Draco leaned over to Harry's ear, and whispered into it.
"You did this to me. I know, I know, it was consensual, but if you hadn't been so damn good, well then I wouldn't have let you screw me. Then you'd be the one feeling like you were a blimp. I will get you for this Harry James Potter! You just wait and see." He trailed off into silence as he realized that Harry was asleep.
In his dream, Harry was sitting with Draco in potions class and they were making a complicated potion that was supposed to turn fairies into dragons. Harry stood to mix the potion, and some where between his seat and his desk, all his clothing disappeared, and some thing else grew larger. When he grasped the stirring rod, there was Draco next to him, grabbing the stirring rod as well, and then his other hand went lower, to grab Harry's other rod. Harry moaned, as Draco moved his hand up and down. Before he knew it, Draco was kneeling in front of him, and his mouth was closing down on Harry's cock. After a few minutes of ecstasy, Harry shot his load into Draco's mouth. The blonde stood up, licked his lips, and then motion Harry to hop onto their desk, when Harry complied, Draco leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth, and then broke the kiss, to stick two fingers in his mouth and pull them out. Draco leaned back in, and while he was kissing Harry, his fingers made their way up inside Harry, making his dark haired lover gasp. Quickly, Harry was moaning again, and then when Harry was at his loosest, Draco slid inside Harry. With quick movements, Draco planted himself inside Harry. Finally with a groan, he came inside lover. Just then Harry woke up, and found Draco lying on top of him.
"Now, you get to see what it's like Harry. We did say that we wanted a large family." Draco was still snide, even though his voice glowed with his love for Harry.