Author: Atsu Tenshi

The disclaimer and warning can be found in the first chap Virgin Harry.

Chapter 2: Sense and Symptom

Harry sat across Professor Dumbledore. The old headmaster of Hogwarts handed him a lemon drop. He obligingly took it and sucked at it happily. Dumbledore smiled as he watched Harry. But a few seconds later, he turned serious.

"Harry, there is something that I need to tell you and I hope you would take this calmly cause I don't want anything serious happening between you and the baby later," said Professor Dumbledore. The twinkles within his blue orbs lost.

Professor Dumbledore leaned against his big, cushy chair. Harry was puzzled. He did not understand especially with the word baby that Professor Dumbledore said a few seconds ago.

"Harry, do you realise that something is wrong with you? I mean, like you get dizzy especially in the morning?" continued the professor.

Harry's heart hammered and the first thought that came to his mind was, am I dying? Harry gulped, forgetting that the lemon drop sweet was still inside his mouth. He nearly choked but managed to slip it back to his tongue.

"Yes I am. But I don't seem to understand about that baby-thing."

"Oh, you will know about that sooner. May I ask you another question before I get to the point?" the headmaster asked him. Harry nodded his head. "Well, are you in a sort of relationship?"

Harry blushed as he replied, "No, never, except…school-crush…" Harry once got a huge crush on one Asian-girl, Cho Chang, but that was last year and that had nothing to do with it anymore.

"Ahh, so you are still a virgin then," said the Professor Dumbledore to himself rather than to Harry. Harry, on the other hand, blushed deeply as he squirmed uncomfortably.

"I don't understand professor." Harry looked at the older man across him. A frown now plastered on his face.

"Harry, do you still remember what happen to you before Voldemort ran away with his Death-eaters?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, he cast me a curse. I don't know what curse is that." Harry was quiet then. After a long silence, something snapped within Harry, "Do you mean, this entire symptom that is happening to me was from that curse!" Harry asked loudly.

"It's neither a deadly curse nor a poison one. I wonder why Voldemort cast you with such curse. Very funny indeed," said Dumbledore and continued, "Harry, the curse that Voldemort cast to you is a curse which could make you bore a child. It usually happens to only…a pure person…a virgin person, like you…"

Two words hit Harry's head. "I'M PREGNANT!"

"Calm down, my boy."

"I'M PREGNANT! MERLIN, I'M ACTUALLY PREGNANT!"

"HARRY, COULD YOU SIT DOWN FIRST!" Professor Dumbeldore's voice boomed in the whole room.

Realising that he had stood up, Harry sat down. He looked down to his stomach. He could not believe it. He is pregnant, without any sexual activity. Then, Harry began to ponder about something.

Harry looked at Dumbledore and voiced out his fear, "Does this mean, I'm…I'm…I'm…" Harry gulped and continued, "I'm pregnant with Voldemort's child?" deep in his heart; he was silently praying and hoping that it was the opposite way.

Dumbledore smiled warmly and shook his head. Harry sighed with relieved. "But then, who is the father- um, I mean mother…uh, father…, I guess?"

"Good point, Harry. That baby of yours would choose the father well, father, I should say that. You would feel the pull that happens to be between the baby and the future-father or should I say the future husband of yours." Harry blushed with that comment.

"You mean, I'm going to be with a male?"

"Yes, Harry. The pull is quite slow at first but not until the baby itself turns three months. You would feel the pull frequently. You could feel this some kind of jolt of lightning, the nervous kind I assumed. But once you get to know who that person is, it will be much more difficult to control your sanity. You would need this person madly to be by your side especially protecting you because this type of curse-" Dumbledore leaned forward to Harry, "attracts creatures such as monsters, all the evilness even ghosts. Especially when these evil creatures find out that you still do not have any mate, any creature would want to mate with you."

Harry gulped.

What if all the ghosts in Hogwarts gets attracted to him, plus the creatures and monsters especially the ones lurking in the Forbidden Forest? What about vampires and, Harry felt a lumped in his throat, dementors? For Merlin's sake!

"But this usually happens in the fourth month. Don't worry, Harry. Everything has been readied and it's going to be fine," Dumbledore reassured Harry after seeing his silent fear-reaction.

Harry's mind just went blank immediately. He had no idea what to say but just nodded his head to indicate that he heard Professor Dumbledore's words loud and clear.

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I'm going to be a mother," whispered Harry, touching his still flat stomach. He was standing in front of the lake, outside Hogwarts. "I wonder who will you choose as your father, eh?" Harry caressed his stomach lightly. It was after dinner and Harry was taking a light walk, alone by himself. Besides, it was not as if he was going to be attacked by any vicious creature or Death-eaters that would suddenly appear from nowhere or something. However, if any of the latter appeared, he could just strike them with his wand.

"Hey, mate!"

The brunet stopped caressing his stomach and turned to look at his best friend. Should he tell him or should he not? Well, it was better if he keep it as a secret for a while until he found out who his soul-destiny and the baby's father is.

"Don't you feel cold?" asked Ron.

"Not really."

"You've been quiet since just now. A lot of students noticed it while we were having dinner."

"Lots of things had been going on, you know…"

Ron nodded his head, understanding what Harry meant beneath those words. He knew that Harry would not tell him anything until he was ready. Harry patted his friend's shoulder and grinned at him. "It's alright! No worry!"

Ron grinned back to Harry. "Of course, besides, I'm not Herm. I'll be waiting but not too long, mate! My patience won't last forever."

Harry loved his best friend. He wondered if the baby would choose Ron as the father. Harry paled. He never wanted that to happen. That would be as worse as having Snape as his lifetime mate. Well, it did not mean that Ron was as greasy as Professor Snape but it would be much better if it were someone else. Maybe someone like… Draco Malfoy. Hey, Draco Malfoy is not a bad idea!

Hang on a second; did he just say that Draco Malfoy, a Malfoy of all people is not a bad idea? Now, where the hell did that came from? He didn't want his baby to be just like the spoiled little brat, most snobbish git with his notorious arrogant attitude.

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A week had passed by and Draco seldom saw Potter, except when they were in the Great Hall, Charm, Potion and two times in DADA. Professor Dumbledore had announced that Harry had been put out from Quidditch much to the disappointment of the Gryffindors but lots of smiles of triumph from the Slytherins well, except from Draco.

He didn't know why, but he just felt unhappy about it.

Something happened and I don't know anything about this! I must ask Josh later!

Draco walked to the infirmary. He got bruises at the side of his face which he accidentally fell down on, flat to the ground, from his broom while playing Quidditch. Fortunately, it was not that high.

He opened the door and went inside. As usual, the infirmary always filled with patients. He recognised one of them and went to the dark brown-haired boy, "Hey, do you know where Madame Pomfrey is?"

The boy with the finest Prussian-blue eyes stared at Draco for a while before he answered. "She's in the third, under the private section."

He walked to his destination and entered the private section. Madame Pomfrey was busying herself with a student that she did not realise that the boy entered into the room. Draco Malfoy figured out that he might as well be precautious of his steps so that he would not interrupt Madame Promfrey. He walked quietly and was surprised to see Potter in the room, half-naked with only the school's pants.

Harry Potter a.k.a. Golden Boy, as always, looked healthy, or so he thought. But what surprised Draco, for the second time, is that he had just thought that Potter is beautiful. Gosh, what has gotten me to think such as this!

Madame Pomfrey was saying something but he could not hear what she was saying. So, he leaned forward and heard something like "-been a month. Take care of yourself Harry but mostly the baby."

Baby, what baby! Draco thought frantically. He was so curious that he leaned forward and accidentally slipped and splat one more time on the floor, for the second time. Harry and Madame Pomfrey jumped from their spots. The nurse came rushing towards the person that had rudely interrupted them.

"What happened to you, Mr. Malfoy?" asked Madame Pomfrey surprised after seeing the state of Draco Malfoy lying flat as a pancake on the floor. He replied with a groan and the nurse helped him to stand.

Harry looked at Draco and something reacted inside his body.

Draco stood up and Madame Pomfrey dragged him to another bed that was just next to where Harry was sitting on. He could not help but stare at the brunet's body, delicate tan soft-skin with a bit of muscles. Draco trailed until his face, catching that Potter was staring back at him. He screamed back to his mind to look away but he could not. Their eyes locked. Emerald met silver-blue.

-tbc-

A/N: Here is the new chapter 2. I changed only a few structures here and there. I wanted to thank bLaCkFaia-nEkO to correct some of my sentences and titbits of my grammar and vocabulary (even though you are bloody busy with school). Love you! Chapter 3 will coming soon –10.12.2005—

I love Brokeback Mountain. It's one of the best gay movie. Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger ROCK!

Atsu Tenshi