After taking all the potions for the parts, Harry and Draco were finally ready to start the actual baby-making... activities. It was Sunday morning, and Draco was still asleep. There must have been some sort of aphrodisiac in the potion he took last night to make him want to have sex the next morning, because he really really wanted Draco to wake up. Soon. He was horny. He was going to have self-control. He would not wake his beloved up. No. He would not. He would lay here and think of things not-sexual. Like... pie! Yes! Pie was totally not-sexual. It was just food. Innocent pastry.
But there was that ONE time when we were at home, and it was Draco's birthday, and Hermione sent some cherry pie over. We spooned vanilla ice cream onto it, and the ice cream melted... some dribbled out of the corner of Draco's mouth, looking shockingly like... AAAAAAAAAH! No more sexual thoughts!
His hands were dangerously close to being under his boxers. He was as stiff as a board. WAKE UP, DRACO!!! He wanted to practice SOME form of willpower. And he didn't want to wake his fiancé up. It was just rude. He'd also been up late with Harry the night before, the potions being very hard to keep down. So he just lay there, trying to ignore his hard-on. Very difficult seeing as my boxers are cutting off the circulation to my fucking LEGS they are so tight now... He felt a shift next to him, and he cracked his eyes open to see Draco, still asleep, but on his side. Please, oh please, do NOT touch me. I won't be able to control myself... and Draco threw an arm on top of Harry's chest, trying to pull him close. No no no no. But it was too hard to fight. He allowed himself to be completely connected with Draco's still-sleeping body and sighed. Come on, babe, you can wake up now... Draco smiled in his sleep and muttered something. "What's that?" Harry whispered, hoping this would bring him to the land of the living.
"Sexy Mummy..." Draco mumbled.
What?" Harry gasped, frowning. Draco was dreaming about a woman?
"Sexy Harry..." Oh. Harry the mommy. I get it. "Yes, Dray, I know I'm sexy... but you have to do something to make me a mummy..." Harry prodded, hoping Draco would get the hint in his subconscious somewhere. He seemed to get something, since a certain hand was going up Harry's shirt at the moment... "JUST WAKE UP!" He finally bellowed, and Draco laughed.
"Already am."
"I hate you." Harry cried, pouting.
"Come on, love, you know it's worth the wait..." Draco cooed, caressing Harry's thigh under the sheets. Harry groaned loudly.
"Bitch." He growled. Turning his head back to face the blond-haired Sex God next to him, he grinned. "Guess what day it is?"
"Uh... SUNDAY!" Draco yelled, comprehension dawning on him. Harry just smirked and pulled his lover on top of him. He immediately latched his mouth onto Harry's and forced his tongue in, not wasting any time. "Let's-get-these-sodding-clothes-OFF!" He said between kisses. They threw off their pyjamas as fast as was possible. "Wait. You have to take a potion." Draco said, dashing stark naked out of the room to get the vial and instruction manual. Upon returning, he handed Harry the bottle and read that he was to take the potion and they could begin the process 10 minutes after that. Harry quickly downed the contents while Draco kissed him all over his body, the minutes passing very slowly. Finally they could go at each other with no care. He laid himself carefully on top of Harry and they began to kiss once more. He nudged Harry's legs apart and, according to the manual, got into the most effective position. Harry almost laughed as his ankles were placed on Draco's shoulders, but as soon as Draco was inside him decided he really liked this position. A lot. He cried out as Draco moved slowly and forcefully, Harry's hands forced into fists, grasping at the bedsheets. Their lips connected once again and Draco moaned loudly, handing wrapping around Harry as his mouth trailed down to Draco's nipples. "Gods..." He groaned as Harry nipped and bit at his sensitive skin. His actions sped up and they were both getting really sweaty as they moved as fast as they possibly could, their skin hardly ever not touching. Finally Draco came with a moan and Harry followed soon after. Gasping, Draco rolled onto his back and Harry, sweaty and sticky, rolled onto his side like the manual told him to. He was to lie there and have Draco rub small circles on his abdomen in clockwise-to-counterclockwise motions for 20 minutes, then lay on his stomach for another ten.
"This is dumb." Draco said after ten minutes.
"Yes, but if it gets me up the duff, will it matter?"
"No." He answered, grinning and kissing Harry softly. "Think it worked?"
"Dunno." Harry replied. They finished the circle-rubbing rubbish and sent Harry to the bathroom to do the pregnancy test. He did so and came out of the bathroom ten minutes later with red eyes and a sad look on his face. "It didn't."
"Oh, babe, I'm sorry." Draco said, walking over and wrapping Harry in his arms. "It's ok. We'll try again... later." Harry gave him a half-smile and they decided to get cleaned up. Draco got into the shower and turned on the hot water, pulling Harry under the spray by the hand. He pulled Harry to him and massaged his back with soapy hands. He laughed as Harry groaned and nibbled on Draco's collarbone. The dark-haired man looked up at his fiancé and his eyes glazed over, eyebrows raising slightly in a silent question. Before he knew it, he was pressed against the wall of the shower, his stomach facing the glass. Draco ran his tongue up Harry's spine, lifting the hairs on his neck for easier access, then trailing around to bite on his earlobe. He massaged Harry's arse softly in his hands, causing the man to moan uncontrollably. "Like this?" He murmured, receiving an enthusiastic nod of the head. Harry turned his head until he could kiss Draco, making sure his fiancé understood exactly how much he wanted him to continue.
Draco got the message.
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Hermione came over a couple days later to check on the progress, only to find a dejected Harry and Draco on the couch, staring blindly at the television.
"Hi." She said softly, shutting the door behind her. She massaged her belly with a hand as she sat down, staring at the two men.
"Hi." They replied tonelessly.
"What's the matter?"
"We aren't pregnant yet." Harry muttered. "He's shagged me senseless and I'm still not bloody pregnant!"
"Harry, this is a male pregnancy. It takes a lot more effort and mental support for the baby to be brought into this world."
"We know. It's just depressing, is all." Draco said, running his fingers unconsciously through Harry's hair. Harry smiled sadly and kissed him. "Let's make dinner, yeah?" They all headed to the kitchen and sat down to eat a half-hour later.
"So, how's the baby?" Harry asked, sipping his wine. Hermione swallowed some rice and smiled.
"Just fine. Sev's really stepped into the concerned father role very nicely. He's just excellent." She sighed and laughed. "Sorry."
"No problem." Draco replied. A few minutes later he stood up to get dessert. Harry's jaw dropped as he brought out a delectable cherry pie with golden brown crust and clotted cream for the side. "What's wrong, love?" Draco asked, concerned at Harry's facial expression.
"N-nothing." Harry answered, grinning broadly as the blond cut the pie into thirds. He made sure to be as seductive as possible as he ate, placing each messy forkful into his mouth, also using as much tongue as possible. Draco watched all of this soundlessly, eyes blazing with lust, glancing over at Hermione every now and then to make sure she was oblivious.
"Delicious pie, Draco." She said through a mouthful. Draco merely smiled and ran his foot up Harry's leg slowly. Harry almost groaned as Draco's hand connected with the one organ his whole body was focusing on at the moment. They both waited anxiously for Hermione to be finished. Sensing something, Hermione glanced up to see Draco's fingers tracing patterns up and down Harry's chest. "Well, I should be going." She said loudly, clearing her throat and standing up. The two men looked up and smiled.
"Bye." They said in unison, waving. As she shut the door she heard the clang of dishes and the tinkling of breaking glass as the dinnerware hit the floor. She grinned to herself as she headed home to her lover.
Draco, meanwhile, had his lover splayed on the table, kissing him furiously. "Think we can do it this time?"
"Let's try really really hard." Harry answered, eyebrows flicking upward, his tongue licking the edges of his mouth.
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"YES!" Harry cried two hours later, running stark naked from the bathroom. He grabbed Draco round the middle and hugged him hard, kissing his bare chest.
"Are you-?"
"YES!" Harry cried again, grinning like a fool. The test was positive. Thank Merlin for magical pregnancy tests; they were always 100% accurate. He looked again at the two little blue lines, his eyes filling with tears. "We're going to be parents." He whispered. Draco smiled and pulled him close, kissing his forehead.
"More news to tell Mother and Father tomorrow, then." He answered.
"Shit. That's tomorrow." Harry said, pulling away.
"Yes…" Draco trailed off, wondering what was the problem.
"I just forgot, that's all." Harry said happily. "Let's get to bed. I'm sleepy."
Draco fell asleep that night with his arm resting on Harry's stomach, subconsciously protecting his unborn child.
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"Mother." Draco said as she appeared in the doorway. He and Harry stood, Draco hugging and Harry shaking hands.
"Harry! How are you feeling?" Narcissa Malfoy asked, smiling. "Lucius will be here soon."
"I'm fine, Mrs. Malfoy, how are you?" Harry replied nervously, returning the smile in a somewhat decimated state.
"I'm just grand." She answered. At this moment Lucius came into the sitting room. Harry swallowed hard as he shook hands with the man who had been assigned to aid in killing him since he was a baby.
"Hello, Harry." Lucius said with some difficulty, not quite sure how to act. He still detested this boy, but not nearly as much as before. He watched as Harry nodded and extended a hand.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Draco smiled to himself as they all sat down. He took Harry's hand as they told his parents the plan for the wedding.
"That's marvelous!" Narcissa exclaimed after they'd finished. She was genuinely happy for her son, and couldn't help but be glad that he was to be married in wealth. Lucius merely nodded his agreement.
"There's one other thing." Draco began, taking a deep breath. "Harry and I have been… trying for a baby. And we've succeeded."
"You're… pregnant." Lucius said slowly, looking at Harry. Harry nodded, biting his lip surreptitiously.
"Yes." Draco answered a bit defensively.
"I'm to have an heir."
"Yes, father." Draco said testily.
"Good." Lucius seemed to come out of his state and smiled briefly. The two men stayed for brunch and then headed back home, Harry having to take his potion. This one was particularly nasty and he was sent to bed. Draco lay there, rubbing Harry's back softly as he slept. Narcissa was left with planning the wedding and the decorations for the nursery. She was very pleased. Draco could tell his father was satisfied as well.
He scowled as he thought of the reason his parents were happy. Oh no, they couldn't be happy for him merely because he was content, and starting his own family. They were happy because of money. Money only.
"Goddamn them." He muttered, holding Harry close. When Harry woke up he had to dash to the bathroom, puking up everything he'd eaten. When he came back into the bedroom he smiled weakly and collapsed back onto the bed, sighing.
"This isn't going to be easy, is it?"
"No." Draco answered truthfully, sitting up against the pillows. "But we'll get through it."
"Yes." Harry sat up and crawled up the bed to lie in Draco's arms, head resting against his chest. "We will."
The next couple of weeks were horror for Harry. The potions were getting steadily worse and he was barely able to keep down food and water. Bedridden, he watched television most of the day, sleeping the rest. Draco was just glad Harry was healthy .They'd been to see the doctor a few days before and everything was going smoothly. She had said that babies born from male pregnancy came about 2 months earlier, the potions aiding in development. This meant the baby was to arrive in August. Harry was a little grumpy since he would be very pregnant when it was very hot, but Draco just smiled and offered to hose him down in extreme temperatures.
The wedding was a little over a week away, and they'd been fitted for their dress robes the day before. Harry was angered as the tailor tried to suggest a size larger than his usual, but it was true; he'd already begun to grow around the middle, and it was just barely beginning to show.
"I'm never leaving the house again." He said miserably as Draco walked into the room with a glass of water.
"Why not?"
"I'm going to be as big as a house, having to wear gigantic clothing, and I'll… I… ARGH." He slumped against the pillows, effectively sitting on the remote control and turning off the soap opera he was watching. Draco had quit his job (he was only doing it for a time-filler, and now he had Harry and the baby to do that.Much better tradeoff) and was now staying home each day with Harry, tidying the loft and helping his mother with the nursery, planning the seating for the wedding, etc.
"Will any of that matter if I think you're gorgeous?" Draco prompted, taking Harry's hand in his.
"No, I guess not."
"There. Problem solved." He smiled and kissed him softly, running a hand up Harry's shirt.
"Hey!" Harry cried, smiling as Draco massaged his belly.
"Jesus." Draco breathed, looking up at his lover happily.
"What?"
"You. Are carrying. My child."
"Yes."
"You and I are going to be the parents of said child in a matter of seven months or so."
"Yes." Harry repeated, grinning.
"Gods, I love you." Draco managed before taking Harry's head in his hands and kissing him fiercely. Comprehension dawned on Harry slowly as Draco slipped under the covers and began to remove Harry's pants.
Ten minutes later, Harry panted,
"Who knew knocking me up would boost our sex life this much? We used to shag what, once a day?"
"Yep." Draco answered, smirking. Hey, he knew he was good.
"And now we're up to three or four times, in some form or another?"
"Yep."
"Excellent." Harry replied happily. "I think I might enjoy this more than I planned." Draco merely smiled and leaned in for another kiss.
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(a.n): hi! i am sorry it took me so long to update! i have been super busy with school and a new boyfriend (mmm...brad...) and... ANYWAY!!! i am happy. so i hope you liked this chapter. if not, definitely tell me. they will be wedded by next chapter, definitely. and then begins the fun of harry being major preggers! fun torture for me! yay!
my review(er)s! Yay! how i love thee!
Yuki Kurai (hehe... i had fun with the 'fucking hot little spawn'. i just thought that was a very "draco" thing to say, don't you? especially about his own child?)
slasherbabe (i am soooo in baby mood. i have no clue why. but whatever. it's fun!!! i am also glad you hate ron. he can burn. a lot. ::throws matches on him:: i HATE HATE HATE him. a lot. grrrr. your many many reviews were very entertaining to read, love. thank you!)
Lynn Malfoy (i can see draco as a mother too, it's just i've set the roles. damn me. lol. i WILL write a draco-preggers. maybe a one-shot. hmm. all for you, jessica babe.)
Wounded Angel (i hope you liked my update!!! ::crosses fingers::)
Violet Rose (weeeeeeeeell, it won't be a totally traditional wedding, now will it? they are gay, after all. and i am SOOOOOOO pro-gay marriage. definitely. lol Sev-herm spawn makes me chuckle just thinking about it. heeeheeeheee)
Angelina Knole
fishnetfairy (i love your name!!!)
illusionbutterfly (i ended Family, i hope that's ok...? i hate homework. it sucks. wah. i hope you liked my smutty mind in this one. i think it was ok. i was helped by brian kinney Queer as Folk sex scenes... um... i am SO addicted to QAF. yummy)
Chelsea (hehe. i liked the last chapter too! i am glad i'm makin ya a bit used to hermione-sev. i think i might love Sev, somewhere in my head that isn't taken up by Harry or Draco. damnit. eh heh heh heh, i have no clue where the cuddle-scene came from. i liked it, though. )
Summerkins ( i know! he won't have an easy time with the pregnancy, thank my little muses. i am thinking lots of nausea and abdominal pain. hmmm. hehe, i hope you liked the steamy baby-making. hehe)
driven to insanity
Harry Pothead (Sarah! yay! i love babies too! and i love your stories. so so so much! they always make me very happy. thank you. loff ya.)
beth
SodapopC (hehe, feb. 18 is my birthday, hehehe. tell your brother happy belated birthday from a fellow feb. 18 birthday-ee. eh hehehe.)
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