Harry's head was aching like mad. His bright green eyes slowly opened. The hospital wing's washed-out walls became clearer. Hermione stood over him in the mediwitch's uniform, smiling down on him. "How are you feeling Harry?" She asked

He murmured, sitting up, "A little woozy."

Hermione said absently, taking his pulse, "Well, you passed out from shock and bad nutrition that was the same as your daughter. I think you'll be alright once we get some vitamins in your system. You'll be staying in this section of the hospital wing so no one will be able to bother you or get in without the password. It's an extra precaution since some people saw you when the Feast ended. There are rumors flying around that you were there and then died again! Buggers, the lot of them in my opinion... then again, they saw you pass out and their instinct is to jump to conclusions-"

She stopped, seeing how very vulnerable and tired he was. Harry asked worried, "Where's Katrina?"

Hermione tilted her head, "Is that her name? She's in the next bed, try and let her rest up." She got up, clucking her tongue, "I'll be right back Harry. Won't be long." She disappeared behind the door. Harry watched his daughter solemnly and got out of bed. He leaned down beside her and kissed her moist forehead very gently. Suddenly, there was a loud banging and the only door that Hermione exited from swung open brashly. A handsome man stood inside the doorway, closing the door and brushing off his robes, placing his wand away.

By the aging gray eyes and short white-blonde hair, it could only have been one person. His body still delicate not but not as his teenagedom. Draco Malfoy walked over to him cautiously. "Potter?"

Harry sighed, resisting rolling his eyes at his former interest. It would seem surprising that the two of them would at some point in time find themselves greatly attracted to each other.

It should have been a greater surprise. But it wasn't.

"What do you want Draco?"

Draco stared at him a bit too insecurely and ungrily, "I saw you at the Feast...I thought..." Harry blinked his eyes with a monotonous expression and the flaxen man murmured awkwardly, "You look...great." Draco saw the small girl in the bed. He looked over Harry and whispered, "Who's that?"

Harry said, "My daughter."

Draco spoke up, sounding disappointed, "...So, you are married."

"No."

"You're such a bad liar, Potter."

"Why are you really here, Malfoy?" Harry snapped quietly.

"To see if you were alright. To see if you were really real, and well, you are and I'll leave."

Draco started walking out when Harry murmured, "She's yours also." He stopped dead in his tracks and Harry gazed at the warm blue flecks in Malfoy's eyes.

"Wh-What do you mean?"

Harry looked at Katrina and stroked her honey-white blonde head, "After you and I. . ." He swallowed hard almost choking, "I was captured by Deatheaters and disappeared... Susan Bones cared for me. She noticed my appearance was a bit more round, being the mediwitch she was, diagnosed me. I was pregnant."

Draco's eyes widened, "You mean, you were. . .with. . . ."

Harry nodded, looking away; a burden finally being lifted from him. Draco stepped over, inches away, and whispered amazed and delighted, "You carried our daughter." He couldn't believe it. Draco suddenly fell in love with Harry Potter all over again. He was so beautiful...so strong to have lived after a male pregnancy, especially after being captured and put through who knows what else.

Draco gazed at his slightly tanned face and those flickering orbs. Harry looked at him, feeling tears fall down his face, "I was so scared Draco...I wanted to tell you so bad...it..."

Draco wrapped his arms around his shaking body and shushed him. Harry wanted to turn away but this felt right, their lips met as old emotions rose. Harry pulled him close and they now refused to let go of each other. Draco grabbed him fiercely by his ass like in the old times. Harry let out a small moan and ran his fingers through the soft blonde tresses. He tasted so great. . . . He stopped, feeling tired and Draco asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not feeling great at the moment."

Draco whispered in his ear, "Then get some rest, I'm not going anywhere." Harry nibbled on his neck faintly and Draco saw Hermione step back into her section of the hospital wing, watching them bug-eyed. He sneered at her, "What are you staring at Granger?"

She frowned angrily, "Harry needs sleep Draco. You know that."

"What, are you a mediwitch or something?" He rolled his eyes.

Hermione crossed her arms, "As a matter of fact, I am. Please, he needs to gather his strength."

Draco let out a annoyed sigh and whispered into Harry's ear, "Come on love, you need to sleep."

"You won't leave, will you?"

Draco looked at Hermione who raised an eyebrow strictly. He fought back his anger, "Sorry, I have to go. I'm being kicked out." They kissed a moment and Harry fell against the pillow asleep.

She smiled kindly, "You can see him later, I promise." He said nothing to her and left with a flash of black robes. Hermione felt bad for making him leave but forgot about it as her husband came to visit. Ron walked through the hospital wing front doors and scooped her up, swinging her around, "How's my girl?" She blushed, seeing her old favorite Charms teacher Professor Flitwick watching them.

"Hon, I'm busy at the moment!" Ron set her down and she finished giving the professor the potion, as soon as the short teacher left, he gave her a firm kiss, "How's Harry and his kid?"

"They're fine. How's Johan?"

Ron shrugged halfheartedly, "He punched some punk kid today."

She gaped, absolutely horrified, "Wh-when did this happen?"

"Well, the kid was a bully and Johan said 'he was puttin' him in his place.'"

Hermione placed his fist on her hips, "I'm going to have a talk with that boy."

Ron nodded, "I agree, and with his parents." She frowned at him angrily.

"I'm talking about our son!"

He shrugged again and looked up suddenly, "Oops, I have to go! Another meeting!" Ron kissed her cheek and left in a hurry. Hermione clucked her tongue in disapproval the second time that day, shaking her head, and finished up her morning chores in the hospital wing.

xxx

Hermione let Harry leave his bed later in the afternoon and was cleaning the next bed of spoiled sheets when she caught him staring out the sun-filled window longingly. Hermione stopped what she was doing and touched his shoulder. "What's wrong Harry?" She murmured worriedly.

He looked into her brown eyes, pleading, "I need to see him 'Mione. Katrina needs to see him." She looked perplexed.

"Why?"

It's complicated Hermione," he answered, looking away. She forced him to look at her, clutching his shoulders.

"Please, don't push me out. We have too much to catch up on."

He smiled at her and closed his eyes, "Draco and I had a relationship, and it was...intense."

Hermione turned strangely pink and fiddled with her skirt end. Harry continued, "After I was... spirited away from England... I married Susan Bones and she helped me out through... being pregnant."

She frowned, for the first time in a while, deeply confused. "I don't get it."

He pointed to an yawning Katrina, "Who does she look like without the green eyes?"

Hermione looked at her, burrowing her brows then gasped, "Oh!" He took her hands.

"Please."

Hermione made a groan, "Everyone is probably getting back from lunch. Draco Malfoy is sharing a room with all the Slytherins. Third floor, the statue of a hissing serpent. I think you can handle it."

He thanked her and took his daughter out with him, climbing up the empty stairs, down the bare corridors and reached the statue. It came to life before them and lunged dangerously. Harry narrowed his eyes to slits and hissed in Parselmouth, "Let us in. We are friends." It froze, a ebony door appeared and he said, "Darling, can you wait here a moment?" She nodded obediently.

The room was indeed like a huge house, it had many doors and a Common Room-like front. The bunch of Slytherins were sitting in the cozy chairs.

Blaise sneered at him, "So it's true. How did you get in without a password?" Harry crossed his arms firmly at him.

"I need to talk to Draco."

An much older and larger Pansy Parkison asked hatefully, "Since when have you called him that?"

He repeated, "I need to talk to Draco, Pansy."

She looked a bit unnerved by him calling her by first name and shouted to the dark stairway, "Draco, Potty is here and wants to talk you you for some reason!" Crabbe chuckled, cracking his knuckles, "You're in for it Potter." Harry hid his smile and Draco appeared at the foot of the stairs, dressed in luxurious black robes, and couldn't hide the real smile on his face.

The other man raced down and threw his arms around his old lover. There were very loud gasps and cries at this warm gesture.

Harry gave him a brief kiss and whispered, "I think we should step out into the hall." Draco smirked at his speechless friends.

"If you insist."

They walked out and Harry held the shoulders of his daughter, "Draco, I'd like you to meet Katrina Lillian. Katrina, honey, this might be a bit confusing but... this is Draco, he's your other father."

She blinked her wide, childish green eyes and walked closer to Draco cautiously. Katrina suddenly smiled sweetly, "You need to get out into the sun more, Dray."

Draco's heart melted and gently hugged his daughter for the first time. She squealed at the loving gesture and giggled, "So, are you both my daddies? ...Then, who's my Mommy?"

"Well, seeing as Harry carried you. . ."

Harry laughed, "Hey, I've been known as Daddy all her life, Dray."

Draco straightened and said in a Malfoy drawl, "I cannot be referred as the woman in this relationship, Potter."

Harry pushed him playfully, "Nor can I."

They chuckled easily and Katrina was watching them with a child grin, "Are we a family now?" Draco wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and took her hand, "Of course, I'm not losing either of you."

Harry leaned his untidy head on his shoulder, "You're so sweet Malfoy."

The three walked to the Great Hall for dinner and saw the empty table in the no-man's land area. Draco looked at the Slytherin's table, Harry looked at the Gryffindor's table. They looked at each other. Draco nodded in agreement and they walked to the middle table, Katrina in the middle of them. With the whole Hall watching, Hermione yanked Ron and her son over with them. Ron and Draco avoided eye contact. Harry talked to everyone, finally feeling at home. As Katrina went off to play with Johan, Harry turned to his love, "So, who's last name are we getting?"

Draco spoke regally as he sliced up the meat on his plate, "Well, the Malfoy's need a heir-" Harry raised a eyebrow and he sighed defeated, "-Ok, yours then." Harry smiled warmly and kissed him quickly. Ron's jaw dropped. Obviously, he did not know about their relationship.

Before he could say anything, Hermione said cheerfully, "So, you're both together. What happens now?"

Draco placed a hand on Harry's inner thigh, "I think he knows."

"I forgot, how it was...being with you."

Draco caressed his leg that was hidden under the table, smirking, "I'll make you remember. Don't worry."

"That's disgusting!" Ron's voice shook with disgust.

Hermione's eyes flashed and she said ferociously, "Oh really Ron? How thick can you possibly be? There is nothing wrong with two men in love, nor is it wrong to show affection for someone of the same sex! I hope you do realize that we aren't students anymore and no longer need to be hating different Houses or acting like children. Stop acting like a prat, Ronald Weasly, if you don't like it then go upstairs and we'll talk later about your problems." She turned to the two men, "I'll watch Katrina tonight, it will give you a chance to. . .bond."

Ron went extremely pale and Draco smirked, "Best idea you've had all day, Hermione."

She winked at him, taking away the kids and her husband before anyone could say more. Harry blinked amazed, "I had no idea Hermione could be so..."

Draco slipped an arm around his shoulder, "Why don't we go ahead and follow the good nurse's instructions?"

Harry smiled and stood up, saying as they walked out, "My room then."

They went upstairs and Harry said the password as they entered, Draco nodded in approval, "It's a nice room. Good decorating." Harry whispered in between kisses, "Are we going to talk about the room all day or do something in it?" Draco got his point and threw him onto the large bed, sitting on top of him and biting his ear affectionately. Harry slipped off his shirt and Draco's. As Draco started working on the buttons of his jeans, Harry stopped relaxing.

Draco felt him start to shake and asked concerned, "What is it?"

He murmured embarrassed, "I'm sorry...I haven't done this in a while."

Draco lowered his face near Harry's comfortingly, "I won't hurt you love. I didn't last time, did I?" He shook his head truthfully and Draco sat up, "Do you want to stop?"

Harry pulled him into a passionate kiss and breathed, "Oh Merlin no..."

The rest of the night was a glorious warm blur...