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.

Thanks to: NayNymic (AW! a green eyed, blonde baby would be so cute!) and Dragon Tears Wing (who reviews after almost every chapter :-D) Thanks!!!

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Chapter 9 ~Happy Birthday!~

Snape had visited every weekend for the past month. He was extremely busy with school, Voldemort, and trying to catch Pettigrew doing something to anger Voldemort, so he could only visit once a week. He and Draco would sit down every Saturday and try to create a plan to rescue his mother.

To Harry, it seemed like Snape cared about rescuing Narcissa more than he should, but Draco didn't notice. "He's always like this" he would tell Harry. What Draco didn't know, was that Snape was madly in love with his mother, just as Harry suspected. Snape and Narcissa had dated in her fifth year, but it was kept secret and it lasted only a month and a half.

Snape didn't take the news of the baby as well as the Weasley's had, but that was to be suspected, and his reaction could have been worse. Draco was now almost to his third month and was starting to show. He was getting grumpier with each day that passed, and not being able to go outside was making everything worse.

It was a Saturday evening and Draco and Snape were trying again to work out a plan. "What if we just sneak in under Harry's invisibility cloak, get her, and sneak back out?" Draco stated.

"Draco," Snape sighed. "You know that wont work, there is heavy security."

Draco snarled, "So what the hell do we do?!"

Snape sighed again. "I don't know!" he said through clenched teeth. "I've got to be going, I'll see you next week."

"You can't just leave! We've been meeting every bloody weekend for a month and a half! And we still don't have any sort of plan!"

"I can, and I am. Goodbye!"

"You haven't even been here an hour!" Draco tried.

"The Dark Lord is calling," Snape revealed.

"Then get your arse OUT!" Snape stood dumbfounded for a moment.

"I hope, for everybody's sake, this is the one and only child; your attitude is not acceptable. Good day." Snape was gone, leaving Draco open mouthed.

"How dare he!" he muttered as Harry walked into the room.

"What?" Harry looked around the room, looking for Snape. "Snape in the bathroom?"

"He left," Draco replied.

"Oh," Harry wrapped his arms around Draco and ground his hips into his lover's.

"Harry, no."

Harry, assuming that Draco was nervous about being walked in on, said, "Oh come on, everyone's gone!" He repeated his action.

"I'm not in the mood, Harry," Draco answered sternly. Harry stopped immediately.

"Holy shit! Draco Malfoy, not in the mood? What the hell is wrong?!" he spoke, genuinely concerned. Draco replayed the conversation between he and Snape.

"How dare he say we shouldn't have children! And that I have a 'bad attitude' that bastard!" Draco roared. Harry pondered how to answer without hurting Draco.

"Sweetie, about the kid thing, he meant that the hormones are giving you major mood swings. And your mood…" Harry didn't want to lie to Draco, but he also didn't want Draco to hate him for the next few days. "Well…you've been in a horrible mood lately, but it's completely understandable!" Harry finished quickly. Draco stood wide-eyed. "I mean, with your mother, the baby, and not being able to go outside, anyone would be in the exact same mood!"

"Arsehole," Draco stormed out of the room. Harry sighed, he had expected a slap but he assumed this was better. He decided to leave Draco alone for a while, and let him cool down a bit.

"Harry!" Hermione's voice called.

"In the kitchen," he replied. Hermione walked in, brushing soot off her clothes.

"I've finally found a dress!" Hermione had tried on many dresses, but could not find one she liked. The wedding, April 29th, was drawing nearer and she was going a bit insane with no dress.

"Lets see it then," Harry brushed off some soot Hermione had missed. She pulled out a dress. It was very simple, white with small pearls scattered throughout the train. It had thick straps with pearls accenting them as well. The straps could be removed so it would be a sleeveless dress, but Harry thought it looked better with them on.

"Oh, Hermione! It's beautiful!" Harry ogled.

"It's specially designed to resize itself to fit me and my big belly!" she giggled. Harry smiled and thought about Draco, hoping he wouldn't be ignored for too long. Hermione noticed the look in his eyes at once.

(A/N: no one else has any ideas for baby names? Ok, I think I've made my decision then. Unless anyone else has a name…)

"What's wrong? Have you and Draco been fighting? He really shouldn't be under any more pressure than he is!"

"Draco's mad at me, it's all my fault, of course. I feel terrible!" he poured out.

"Well, just let him cool off, then try talking to him," Hermione suggested after hearing what had happened.

"Yeah, that was my plan," he replied. "Where is Ron?" Harry noticed he wasn't there.

"Shower…" Hermione said thoughtfully. "I need to take a shower at some point…"

Harry laughed, "Go!"

"What? Oh no! I meant…later!" she went red.

"Go!" Harry demanded, "I know you want to! I can take care of dinner." He pushed her out the door.

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Harry made the trek to his and Draco's room, McDonalds in hand. He had called Draco down, but Draco hadn't come. Harry tried to make macaroni and cheese, but had somehow messed it up. In the end, he went to McDonalds.

"Draco?" Harry pushed open the door and set the bag of food and a soft drink on the bedside table. Draco's back was to him.

"Draco, honey, I'm so sorry!" he walked around the bed to Draco's front side, only to have Draco turn around and show his back again. Harry sat on the bed and rubbed Draco's back, Draco inched away.

"Draco, come on…I've brought you McDonalds," he tried. Draco didn't respond. Harry was about to get up and leave.

"I can see that," Draco stated coldly. Harry walked around the bed again and sat down. Draco didn't turn away this time.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Harry could see that Draco was about to cry, but wouldn't let himself.

"I feel like a frigging five-year-old!"

"Why?" Harry asked, lovingly.

"I…I miss my mummy." Harry smiled, this was in no way funny, but he never dreamed he would hear Draco say the word 'mummy'.

"I know sweetheart, I know," he rubbed Draco's back.

"I'm so sorry Harry! I have been in an awful mood lately, please forgive me!" Draco sat up.

"No, don't say that, you're allowed to be in a bad mood! I'm the one who should apologize. I'm extremely sorry! I love you."

"I love you too, so much." Draco kissed Harry sweetly. "Did you get fries?" he said, referring to the bag on the table.

"Of course." Harry rolled his eyes. Draco got up, reached into the bag and pulled out a cheeseburger and fries. He sat back down and ate, leaning against Harry's chest.

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POP

"Hey Harry! How was class?" Draco called; somehow knowing it was Harry who had just apparated home.

"As soon as I get home!" Harry joked to Ron and laughed. "Hey Draco." He walked through the kitchen door and kissed Draco.

"Eww!" Ron teased. "That's icky!" Harry flipped Ron off and moved in for a deeper kiss.

"Happy Birthday," he whispered into Draco's ear.

"Alright, Ron and I are off to The Burrow for the night," Hermione interrupted.

"Hermione, can't I at least shower before we leave?! I hate coming home and leaving straight away," Ron complained.

"You can shower at your parent's house!" Hermione said sternly. "Draco's surprise," she said just loud enough for Ron to hear, and Draco not to.

"Oh yeah!" he mentally slapped himself, how could he be so absent-minded, Harry had talked non-stop about it all day!

"We'll see you tomorrow! Happy Birthday Draco!" Hermione hugged Draco.

"Thanks," Draco said, confused about what had just happened.

"Happy Birthday," Ron smiled. "C-ya tomorrow!" He made his way to the fireplace, where an impatient Hermione was waiting.

"Why did they have to leave so quickly?" Draco said to no one. "Harry?" he looked around, "Harry? Where are you?"

"Bathroom I believe." Lupin came into the kitchen.

"Good God you scared me!" Draco jumped.

"Looks like you and Harry are alone for your dinner tonight, I've got an Order meeting to attend. No need to worry about going, it's nothing serious, just an update on where we stand. I can fill you and Harry in when I get back. It's at Hogwarts this time, professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape couldn't make it here on a weekday so everyone is going to them," Lupin explained. "Happy Birthday by the way!"

"Thanks."

"Ok, I'll leave you to Harry then." Lupin smiled and headed for the fireplace. Minutes later, a freshly showered Harry came tromping down the stairs.

"Why didn't you tell me you were taking a shower? I would have liked to join you!" Draco complained.

Harry smiled, "Lupin…"

"Is gone," Draco finished.

"What? Why? He was supposed to come!"

"Order meeting, nothing to worry about, just an update on where we stand. He'll fill us in later so we don't have to go," Draco rattled off.

'Nothing serious?' Harry thought. 'They never have meetings in the middle of the school term…oh…maybe it's a fake, they're really coming here for the surprise…' He hoped that was the case and led Draco to the door.

"Lets eat."

"I thought I couldn't leave the house," Draco stated.

"Today's special." Harry kissed Draco. "There is a bunch of guards surrounding the restaurant," he added.

Draco smiled, "Thanks, love."

"You're welcome." Harry led Draco outside to a waiting Ministry car.

Dinner went well; no insane, red-eyed freak interrupted the two. When they returned home, all the lights were out. Harry led Draco into the kitchen where a cake was waiting. Everybody jumped up (well, Hermione didn't jump up but it's all the same!).

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they screamed. Draco jumped in surprise. Mrs. Black's portrait wailed away before being shut up by Lupin and Harry. Draco made his way around the room thanking everyone while they ate their cake. Half the people left before presents were opened to finish the Order meeting.

'So there really was a meeting…damn it!' Harry feared the worst but was too busy to really worry about it now. Around 9:30 the remaining people filed out the door.

"Bye Blaise!" Draco called.

"C-ya mate!" Draco closed the door behind Blaise.

"Thanks Harry…Harry?" Draco spun around but Harry wasn't anywhere. Now that he thought about it, Draco hadn't seen Harry for about a half an hour. He sighed and started for the kitchen but stopped when he noticed black and red rose petals trailing up the stairs. He followed them to a room two doors down from his own. Harry had told him it was yet another guest room, and they could move into it if he wished. (But when Draco had seen it, he found the room they were in now was much more to his liking than the room he was about to enter.) There was a note on the door:

Gifts for Draco:

-Full body massage

-Movie of choice

-Your choice

You choose the order.

Draco smiled, pushed the door open cautiously, and gasped. The room had completely transformed. There was a lush red carpet, the walls were a cream color as well as a duvet and an overstuffed armchair that were facing a fireplace. There was a large bed in the middle of one wall made of dark wood. It had dark red bed sheets on it, as well as a nearly naked Harry. He was wearing only a black silky thong.

"If you don't like the room we can redo it, or even redo the room we have been staying in. I mean, who knows how long we'll be here, might as well make it comfortable," Harry started immediately.

"Shh, I love it!" Draco marveled.

"So," Harry dragged Draco back to reality, "what's the order?"

"Um…body massage…my choice…then movie." Draco decided.

"Alright." Harry pulled out some massage oil and stripped Draco down until he was in only his boxers. He lay Draco on the duvet, careful of the baby, and started the massage. He started on Draco's upper back and slowly worked his way down. When he reached Draco's butt, Draco couldn't stand it anymore.

"I want you inside me Harry!"

"Is that the 'your choice' part?" Harry asked.

"Well, if I could have my choice, I'd be fucking you, but I don't want to hurt the baby. So, yeah, I guess that is my choice."

"That book might-"

"No book, takes to long to dig it out and find the right page! I want you now!" Harry smiled and prepared Draco.

"Love you, Happy Birthday," Harry whispered.

"Love you to-oooh!" Harry slid into Draco gently and kissed him. They never did get to watch a movie of Draco's choice…