There For You

Rating: R for attempted suicide, slash and mpreg. Some language as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters they are owned by the amazing J. K. Rowling.

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I would like to thank my beta, Meagan. Without her, Draco would be kissing Garry, Healer Ackerman would say, "clam down Harry", and the grammar would suck.

Chapter 6 ~Panic~

Harry was pacing around the waiting room nervously.

"Harry, sit down!" Hermione said for the seventh time. Harry stopped and glared at her, Hermione glared back. "Oh honestly! It's not going to help any if you keep walking around like an idiot!"

Harry gave Hermione a very weary look and collapsed into the seat next to her. He was too tired to fight with Hermione anymore. It was one in the morning and Harry hadn't slept at all, he had been too worried about Draco. It had been nearly three hours and no one had come out of the room to tell Harry what was wrong with his husband.

"You don't think it was your potion do you?" Ron asked Hermione. Her eyes went wide. Somehow Hermione had managed to get her potion down Harry and Draco's throats, while they were screaming at each other, so they adjusted to the time change.

"No, don't worry Hermione, something would have happened to me too." Harry said quickly, he didn't want Hermione to be more upset than she seemed to be. Her face visibly softened. Ron looked embarrassed. Trust Ron to say the wrong thing at the wrong time.

Harry put his head in his hands and sighed. "Please let him be ok," Harry whispered, as a tear found its way down his cheek. Hermione rubbed his back. The door nearest Harry opened and he jumped up. A healer was walking towards him.

"What's wrong?!" Harry nearly yelled, "what's wrong with my husband?!"

"Mr. Potter, please, calm down. I'm Healer Ackerman," the healer introduced himself. "Your husband will be fine. He suffered what seems like a stress attack." Harry sighed with relief.

"Thank god!" Harry muttered. "You sure he's ok? When can I see him?"

"I assure you, he's fine. Already complaining about aches and pains and he keeps asking where you are. There are still tests being run so you wont be able to see him for a good hour or so. Until then, I suggest you get some sleep."

"Why are there still test being run?"

"Just to make sure there's nothing else wrong. Don't be worried. Just standard tests." Harry looked worried but before could question Ackerman further; the healer was walking back towards the large pale-white double doors he had appeared from.

"Lets go home and get some sleep." Hermione said in her motherly tone.

"I'm not leaving," Harry said firmly. He sat down again determined not to fall asleep. Within ten minutes he was snoring lightly.

Hermione sighed and Ron grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her. "Love you." Ron said before falling asleep.

"Harry, wake up," Hermione's voice disturbed Harry's much needed sleep.

"Goway," he slurred, moving around to try and find a more comfortable position in the hard chair he was in.

"You can see Draco now." Harry's eyes shot open. He stood up quickly and smoothed out his hair and clothes.

"Right this way," Healer Ackerman said. Harry followed quickly, with Ron and Hermione at his heels. The healer stopped at a white door and motioned for Harry and the others to go in. Harry burst through the door.

"Draco!" he cried worriedly. Draco was lying on a bed with several wires stuck on his bare chest and IV needles going into his arm. He was sleeping but his eyes opened at the sound of Harry's voice.

"Harry!" Draco said weakly.

"I'm so sorry!" Harry said. "It was stupid, I'm sorry! I over reacted! I shouldn't have-" "You had every right to yell at me. Even if some of the things you said were mean." Draco pouted after saying the last sentence. Harry hugged Draco carefully trying not to disturb any wires. The two kissed like it was the last thing they'd ever do.

"Awwww," Hermione cooed.

"Shut up," Harry said, breaking the kiss. Hermione and Ron laughed.

"How are you feeling you old git?" Ron asked.

"I'm tired," Draco yawned. "And I'm not 'old' thank you very much Mr. Father-to-be." Ron smirked. "Oh, one more thing, my trademark smirk doesn't fit you." Draco sneered.

"You gave us quite a scare!" Hermione put in.

"Sorry," Draco replied, his eyes starting to close. He opened them wide and shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

"Sleep," Harry ordered.

"But Harry!" Draco whined weakly. Harry pulled the blankets up Draco's chest and his forehead. "You're just like my mother." Harry smiled at Draco's comment.

"Goodnight love."

"Stay with me," Draco whispered.

"I don't think I can. They kicked me out when I tried to stay with you when you first got here."

"Please," Draco pleaded feebly.

"I'll bring in an extra bed." Healer Ackerman said. Harry looked at him and smiled thankfully. The healer walked out of the room.

"I guess we'll see you tomorrow," Hermione said.

"Thanks guys," Harry smiled.

"For what?" Ron asked.

"Being here."

"Sappy dolt."

"Fuck you!"

"We've been through this, remember? Draco ended up here." Hermione groaned. All four friends laughed.

"C-ya mate." Ron slapped Harry on the shoulder. Hermione tisked.

"Boys are so weird." She muttered, mostly to herself.

"Bye," Harry hugged Hermione. A bed suddenly appeared a few feet away from Draco's bed as Hermione and Ron left.

"I'm so glad your ok, you really had me worried." Harry told Draco

"Yep, blame it all on me." Draco said.

"How is that blaming it on you?!"

"Dunno, just said it." Harry laughed at this.

"Love you," Harry kissed Draco

"Love you too," Draco replied.

Harry curled up in the rather uncomfortable bed and fell asleep. His last thoughts were 'I bet he's too tired to complain about these bloody beds.'

Harry woke up to see at least ten healers surrounding Draco's bed. Harry shot up.

"What's wrong?!" He asked urgently, but no one seemed to hear him.

"Do you really think so?"

"That's what the results say."

"I don't believe it."

"Ackerman's gone to re run the tests to be positive."

"But…not for so long!" Harry heard bits of the several conversations the healers were having. Healer Ackerman walked in and all the others turned to him.

"And…" someone said.

"Positive," Ackerman smiled.

Harry panicked. "What's wrong with him?!"

"Harry, you're awake," Healer Ackerman smiled.

"What's wrong?!" Harry demanded.

"Nothing life threatening. You need not worry."

"How can I not worry?! My husband, the person I love with all my heart, is in the bloody hospital!" Harry was getting very frustrated with the healer. He was always so calm about everything, and it scared Harry. Draco stirred and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" He asked when he saw all the healers.

"Ah, our patient is awake." Ackerman said. "Why don't the three of us have a little chat." The other healers left the room talking excitedly.

Harry looked at Draco anxiously.

"Now, I have good news and I have bad news," the healer said, getting down to business, "I suggest bad news first."

Harry got up and walked over to Draco. Draco slipped his arm around Harry's trim waist. "You ready?" Ackerman asked. Harry and Draco looked at each other, preparing for the worst. Draco nodded.

"Alright. Well, it seems that Draco's body is rejecting the Aetas Corruo Natura potion."

Neither boy had expected that. They had both expected to hear that Draco was going to die or something. Although this was better, it still was very depressing.

"So…he…cant get pregnant…?" Harry said saddened.

"That brings me to the good news."

"Is there another potion?" Draco asked hopefully.

"Well…no but-"

"DAMN IT!" Draco yelled, obviously aggravated.

"But," Ackerman said, more loudly this time.

"Sorry," Draco mumbled.

"Will there be anymore interruptions?" The healer questioned. Harry and Draco felt like first years.

"No," they answered.

"Ok. Something has happened that hasn't happened for 200 years or so." Harry and Draco were instantly confused. "Draco, you are pregnant."

Both boys gawked.

"Wha-how?!" Draco finally managed.

"Naturally. This hasn't happened since the 1800's. You two must really want a child." Ackerman smiled.

"It seems your little stress attack was really a way of your body telling you that you were pregnant," he explained. "Healer Pye will be here shortly to start some tests and explain this in more detail." Healer Ackerman left the room with a nod.

Harry grinned from ear to ear, and turned to Draco.

"Were gong to have a baby!" Harry said excitedly. Draco beamed and pulled Harry into a hug. Harry kissed Draco hard on the lips.

"We're…we're gonna have a baby!" it finally sunk in for Draco. A tear fell down his cheek. He tried to hide it, being the Malfoy he was, but he saw that Harry too, was crying a bit. Both laughed and Harry pulled Draco into another tight hug.

Harry put his hand on Draco's stomach, the way Ron had when they discovered Hermione was pregnant. Draco beamed at him.

"Wait till Ron and Hermione hear about this!" Draco said. Harry chuckled and kissed Draco on the head. Healer Pye entered the room smiling cheerfully with various items following him.