Chapter Eight - One Day I'll Fly Away From Here

Draco woke, a smile immeadiatly making an appearance on his face as Harry leaned in and kissed his softly on the lips. Draco shifted onto his back and sat up, one hand on his stomach. Only a week to go and he would be a daddy, that in itself was an amazing thought.

Harry got out of the chair he was sitting in an perched himself on the edge of the bed so that Draco could snuggle into his lap. Harry stroked his hair soothingly, and Draco was about ready to go back to sleep, that was when it happened. "Ow." Draco said, as if it was an everyday thing and sat up again.

"What's the matter? Did I hurt you?" Harry asked, sitting back a bit so that he could look at Draco, but Draco was sitting perfectly still, staring down at his lap. He began to relax and then sat up again, the movement sharper this time and both of his hands darting to his stomach.

"OW! Harry..." he whispered. Draco had never been so scared in all his life. The baby was coming... there was no doubt about it. His father had descibed contractions to him (in rather more detail than he cared to hear) and those were definatly contractions. They were also alarmingly close together.

"I'll get Tonks." Harry said, knowing by the tone of Draco's voice just how scared he was. But Draco grabbed his arm.

"No. Get dad first..." he said softly, his eyes full of desperacy. "I need my dad." Harry didn't know what to do. Draco abviously needed medical attention, but he was practicly begging for his father.

In the end he resigned to Draco's wishes. "Alright, I'll get him. Will you be alright on your own? Are you sure you don't want me to get Tonks first?"

Draco shook his head. "No, I'll be fine, just get my dad." Another wave of pain rolled over him, more powerful this time but he supressed it and forced a smile to his face as he say how worred Harry was. "Really, I'll be fine, but I need my dad here."

"Alright, I love you."

"I love you too."

Harry ran out of the room, running down the corridor as if he was being chased by Voldemort. He tore down into the dungeons and hammered on Severus' portait. A rather disheveled Severus opened the door, after all, it was something like three in the morning. "What do you want." He mumbled.

"I need Lucius, it's Draco." Harry managed to pant. The second Draco's name was said, Lucius was in the doorway, pulling on a black shirt.

"What's going on, what's wrong?" Lucius asked, fear rising in his voice as he pushed his was past Severus and started power walking down the corridor, every thought in his mind was of his son.

"He's having the baby." Harry said as he jogged after him. Harry suddenly stopped in the middle of the corridor, everything suddenly hitting him. "Oh my god... Draco's having my baby..." he said, feeling like his inside had just up and walked off without him.

Lucius turned round and put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Don't freeze up on me. Draco needs us and he needs us now so snap out of it. This is going to be hard on him but he can handle it, but he's going to need all the help he came get." Harry nodded blindly, hs eyes stuck to the floor. "Look at me. It will be fine."

Harry snapped out of it, another wave of realization coming over him. "He's on his own! He asked me to go and get you, I didn't have time to get anyone to stay with him."

"All the more reason to pull yourself together and get up there." Lucius said, pulling Harry's arm as the two of them broke into a run up to the hospital wing. Tonk's was already with him.

"You should have got me first." She said, but they were both ingoring her as they made their way to Draco's side. Draco was very pale and his hands were shaking. Tonks had helped him to undress and now there was a sheet over his legs.

Lucius glanced up at Tonks. "Has his water broken yet?"

Tonks shook her head. "No, and I'm a little worried. It's nothing I can't handle, but he's barely dialated at all and there are only about five minutes between contractions. I don't know much about this, but if it's anything like a woman..."

She trailed off as she saw a smile come over Lucius' face. "He'll be fine until there's only a minute between and he won't dialate to much more that maybe six centemeters. Everything in male pregnancy is less. Even the baby will be much smaller, to make it easier, but it will grow quickly in the first few days."

"How do you know all this?" Tonks asked suspicously.

"You think that I would have a pregnant son and not find out everything there is to know about it? There are books in the Malfoy library that were probably written by the pregnant men themselves." Lucius said easily, he had obviously used that speech before.

Draco tensed up and grabbed Lucius and Harry's hands. "Just scream Draco." Lucius said softly. "You'll feel far better if you just let it all out."

Draco had been fighting it for the last fifteen minutes, but he couldn't any more. He cried out with a scream that could have woken his dead mother. He couldn't breath. The feeling was terrifying.

"Don't worry Draco." Harry said softly, stroking his hand. "Everything is going to be fine." He finished, stealing a glance at Lucius who just smiled.

A/N: If anyone has any idea's for my story 'Dances With Draco' PLEASE TELL ME! I have no idea where it's going so it's come to a grinding halt!!! Please help me with any ideas you have, e-mail me or drop me a note in a review. Luv Willow Delace xx