Dracona: How was the last chapter? I think I did pretty good. What do
you think? I kinda made Draco a wimp. But, it's because of his mood
swings and stuff. And also, Harry is the dominant in this relationship.
Draco just proposed out of sheer desperation. I hope you get it. Draco
tends to be more needy of Harry then Harry does him.
Draco: HEY!
Harry: Don't you even complain. You know it's true!
Draco: ~pouts~ Is not.
Harry: Is too. And don't pout at me.
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The next morning, Harry woke up with a big smile on his face. He was going to be a father, and he couldn't have been happier. He shook Draco awake.
"Mmmmm. What is it, Harry?" Draco asked, drowsily.
"I just wanted to tell you good morning. Draco, I want to tell you how happy that I am we are going to have a baby. It makes me love you even more." Draco smiled.
"Haaaaarry." Draco drawled seductively, licking his lips.
"Yes?"
"I'm hungry." Draco laughed at his own joke. He loved to tease Harry into thinking he was in the mood and then saying something completely random.
"You're evil. Come on, lets go and eat. Besides, you're eating for two now."
"Do you really like this, Harry?"
"I love it"
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The Great Hall was bustling with activity. Harry knew that Draco hated to go in there. He knew he hated the way everything stopped when they entered a room. How were people gonna react when they learned that he was pregnant.
Harry knew that the only way to console his beloved fiancé was to hold him close, and the only way he could do that and go into the Great Hall and hold him at the same time was if he carried him.
Draco loved being carried. It made him feel safe, and when he felt Harry's strong arms begin to pick him up, he snuggled into the warm embrace he provided.
As he predicted, once they entered, the whole room fell silent once again. As it had been doing ever since they had announced themselves.
Harry carried him over to the Gryffindor table and set him down.
Hermione looked over to Harry and started a conversation.
"Harry, how are things going with you and Ron?"
"Not very good." He frowned. "He still won't speak to me. He really hates Draco, doesn't he?"
"He'll come around, Harry."
At that point, Dumbledore stood up and made an announcement.
"Well, I am well aware of the new relationship in our school, and I offer my congratulations. But I need to talk to both of you, Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, after breakfast."
"I wonder what the old coot wants now." Draco said, with a mouth full of eggs.
"I don't know. It's always something with him." Harry answered.
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Harry, once again carrying Draco, made his way up to Dumbledore's office.
"You're spoiled." Harry said to him.
"Am not. I'm in a delicate condition."
"Delicate my ass. You just like being carried. You always have. Ever since we started seeing each other."
"Do you remember that night, Harry?" Draco asked.
"Yes, how could I forget?"
~~flashback~~
"Ok, why the Hell did you want to meet me here, Malfoy?" a very pissed off and tired Harry Potter growled.
"Chill, Potter. I just wanted to talk to you."
"You sent a bloody owl to my room at 2 in the morning!"
I didn't want anyone to know about this," he answered quietly.
"WHY THE HELL NOT?!"
"I'm tired of fighting with you, Potter. I want to make a proposition with you. We'll both benefit."
"What kind of proposition" Harry asked curiously.
"I want us to be together." He said, blushing.
"Wh-what?" Harry asked, not believing what his ears just told him.
"I want you and me to be together. I've seen the way you look at me. With hungry eyes, like you want to devour me. I want that too." He kept his head down.
"I- I don't know what to say." (Dracona: he seems to say this a lot, huh?)
"How about, "I want to fuck your brains out," that would do nice. It's one of the reason's I choose a room with a bed."
Harry blushed. He didn't know what to do. Then all the thoughts of what he could do to Draco filled his mind. He suddenly felt himself harden.
"I am yours, to do with as you please."
That being said, Harry quickly engulfed him in his arms.
"Don't you start thinking that I love you. I don't. I just want something physical."
"I couldn't have asked for more." With that, Harry ravished him.
~~end flashback~~
"That night would have been better if we were in love, you know?" Draco said when he noticed Harry come back from his daydreams.
"It doesn't matter. We love each other now. That's all that counts."
They finally made it to the gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore's office.
"Lollipops" Harry said, knowing the password already.
The door opened and Harry, still carrying Draco, walked inside.
"Ah, Harry, Draco, good to see you. Lemon drop?"
They both shook their heads 'no.'
"What was it you wanted us for, Professor?" Harry asked, sitting down in one of the comfy chairs, Draco planted on his lap.
""I just wanted to discuss you living arrangements. You two are most likely going to be sleeping in the same bed now that you are engaged, and it would not be good to have a Slytherin in the Gryffindor Tower or vice versa." He said to the two.
"We already found that out." Draco muttered.
"Yes, well, also, with your, ahem, pregnancy, being around a lot of people would cause a great amount of stress on you body, Mr. Malfoy. We have decided to give you and Harry a private common room. It will be in the Professor's corridor, near our rooms. So we can keep an eye on you."
"Our own common room?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It will be complete with a living room, of sorts, a bedroom, bathroom, and a nursery. The nursery will have a door that leads directly to Madame Pomfrey's room, in case you ever need her. If she isn't there, there will be a Portkey on the shelf, above the crib, that leads to the hospital wing."
"Wow, thank you, Professor." Harry said.
"Oh, and before I show you to your rooms, Poppy wants to have a few words with you."
They both turned around and noticed Madame Pomfrey standing in one corner. They hadn't noticed her before.
"Yes, thank you, Albus. Now, Draco, I need to explain to you some things."
Draco nodded his head.
"First off, I'll explain how you got pregnant."
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Draco: Ooooooooooooooooooh. It's an evil cliffhanger of dooooom.
Harry: Uhh. Right. Sure it is, Draco.
Dracona: You need help, Draco.
Draco: You can't talk to me like that!
Dracona: You're my little brother. I can talk to you however I want.
Harry: Don't make me kill you, Dracona.
Dracona: AWWWW! Is widdle Hawwy being possessive? How cute.
Harry: ~~muttering incoherently~~ let's go, Draco.
Draco: ~~being dragged away~~ REVIEW!!! FOR GOD'S SAKE REVIEW!! SHE MAY KILL US IF SHE THINKS YOU DON'T LOVE US!!!
Draco: HEY!
Harry: Don't you even complain. You know it's true!
Draco: ~pouts~ Is not.
Harry: Is too. And don't pout at me.
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The next morning, Harry woke up with a big smile on his face. He was going to be a father, and he couldn't have been happier. He shook Draco awake.
"Mmmmm. What is it, Harry?" Draco asked, drowsily.
"I just wanted to tell you good morning. Draco, I want to tell you how happy that I am we are going to have a baby. It makes me love you even more." Draco smiled.
"Haaaaarry." Draco drawled seductively, licking his lips.
"Yes?"
"I'm hungry." Draco laughed at his own joke. He loved to tease Harry into thinking he was in the mood and then saying something completely random.
"You're evil. Come on, lets go and eat. Besides, you're eating for two now."
"Do you really like this, Harry?"
"I love it"
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The Great Hall was bustling with activity. Harry knew that Draco hated to go in there. He knew he hated the way everything stopped when they entered a room. How were people gonna react when they learned that he was pregnant.
Harry knew that the only way to console his beloved fiancé was to hold him close, and the only way he could do that and go into the Great Hall and hold him at the same time was if he carried him.
Draco loved being carried. It made him feel safe, and when he felt Harry's strong arms begin to pick him up, he snuggled into the warm embrace he provided.
As he predicted, once they entered, the whole room fell silent once again. As it had been doing ever since they had announced themselves.
Harry carried him over to the Gryffindor table and set him down.
Hermione looked over to Harry and started a conversation.
"Harry, how are things going with you and Ron?"
"Not very good." He frowned. "He still won't speak to me. He really hates Draco, doesn't he?"
"He'll come around, Harry."
At that point, Dumbledore stood up and made an announcement.
"Well, I am well aware of the new relationship in our school, and I offer my congratulations. But I need to talk to both of you, Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, after breakfast."
"I wonder what the old coot wants now." Draco said, with a mouth full of eggs.
"I don't know. It's always something with him." Harry answered.
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Harry, once again carrying Draco, made his way up to Dumbledore's office.
"You're spoiled." Harry said to him.
"Am not. I'm in a delicate condition."
"Delicate my ass. You just like being carried. You always have. Ever since we started seeing each other."
"Do you remember that night, Harry?" Draco asked.
"Yes, how could I forget?"
~~flashback~~
"Ok, why the Hell did you want to meet me here, Malfoy?" a very pissed off and tired Harry Potter growled.
"Chill, Potter. I just wanted to talk to you."
"You sent a bloody owl to my room at 2 in the morning!"
I didn't want anyone to know about this," he answered quietly.
"WHY THE HELL NOT?!"
"I'm tired of fighting with you, Potter. I want to make a proposition with you. We'll both benefit."
"What kind of proposition" Harry asked curiously.
"I want us to be together." He said, blushing.
"Wh-what?" Harry asked, not believing what his ears just told him.
"I want you and me to be together. I've seen the way you look at me. With hungry eyes, like you want to devour me. I want that too." He kept his head down.
"I- I don't know what to say." (Dracona: he seems to say this a lot, huh?)
"How about, "I want to fuck your brains out," that would do nice. It's one of the reason's I choose a room with a bed."
Harry blushed. He didn't know what to do. Then all the thoughts of what he could do to Draco filled his mind. He suddenly felt himself harden.
"I am yours, to do with as you please."
That being said, Harry quickly engulfed him in his arms.
"Don't you start thinking that I love you. I don't. I just want something physical."
"I couldn't have asked for more." With that, Harry ravished him.
~~end flashback~~
"That night would have been better if we were in love, you know?" Draco said when he noticed Harry come back from his daydreams.
"It doesn't matter. We love each other now. That's all that counts."
They finally made it to the gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore's office.
"Lollipops" Harry said, knowing the password already.
The door opened and Harry, still carrying Draco, walked inside.
"Ah, Harry, Draco, good to see you. Lemon drop?"
They both shook their heads 'no.'
"What was it you wanted us for, Professor?" Harry asked, sitting down in one of the comfy chairs, Draco planted on his lap.
""I just wanted to discuss you living arrangements. You two are most likely going to be sleeping in the same bed now that you are engaged, and it would not be good to have a Slytherin in the Gryffindor Tower or vice versa." He said to the two.
"We already found that out." Draco muttered.
"Yes, well, also, with your, ahem, pregnancy, being around a lot of people would cause a great amount of stress on you body, Mr. Malfoy. We have decided to give you and Harry a private common room. It will be in the Professor's corridor, near our rooms. So we can keep an eye on you."
"Our own common room?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It will be complete with a living room, of sorts, a bedroom, bathroom, and a nursery. The nursery will have a door that leads directly to Madame Pomfrey's room, in case you ever need her. If she isn't there, there will be a Portkey on the shelf, above the crib, that leads to the hospital wing."
"Wow, thank you, Professor." Harry said.
"Oh, and before I show you to your rooms, Poppy wants to have a few words with you."
They both turned around and noticed Madame Pomfrey standing in one corner. They hadn't noticed her before.
"Yes, thank you, Albus. Now, Draco, I need to explain to you some things."
Draco nodded his head.
"First off, I'll explain how you got pregnant."
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Draco: Ooooooooooooooooooh. It's an evil cliffhanger of dooooom.
Harry: Uhh. Right. Sure it is, Draco.
Dracona: You need help, Draco.
Draco: You can't talk to me like that!
Dracona: You're my little brother. I can talk to you however I want.
Harry: Don't make me kill you, Dracona.
Dracona: AWWWW! Is widdle Hawwy being possessive? How cute.
Harry: ~~muttering incoherently~~ let's go, Draco.
Draco: ~~being dragged away~~ REVIEW!!! FOR GOD'S SAKE REVIEW!! SHE MAY KILL US IF SHE THINKS YOU DON'T LOVE US!!!