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Poor Us

" Sign me and follow me,

Through corridors refectories,"

Could be heard in the hallway if you were to pass Harry's currently ajar bedroom door. Draco and Ginny, instead of passing his door, were currently standing outside of Harry's room trying to decide what to make of the noises on the other side of the door.

"Whatever poisons in this bottle,

Will leave me broken sore and stiff,

But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at,

He owes me one last wish!"

They suddenly heard, signifying that Harry had obviously changed the song to one that involved more screaming than singing.

"Ah, it seems Harry has found a less destructive why to enjoy one of his favorite things to do… screaming." Ginny said beginning to reminisce.

"Give me a break." Draco says throwing open Harry's door. Ginny began to walk away, but stopped in the hallway to watch Draco.

"I think he's channeling the spirit of Dumbledore." Draco said smiling while standing in Harry's doorway.

Ginny walked back, to see what reason Draco had to compare Harry to their late, eccentric Headmaster, to find Harry clad in only a pair of emerald boxers and socks, upside down, head hanging off the foot off the bed, bobbing side to side with the music, and singing.

"But I got a plan,

To drink for forty days and forty nights,

A sip for every second-hand tick,

And every time you fed the line,

'You mean so much to me'

I'm without you!"

"Draco, I think he's singing to you." Ginny said receiving a smack from Draco.

"The American boy you used to date,

Who would— Oh, shit!" Harry suddenly yelled and rushed to the bathroom.

"That's an interesting lyric." Draco said.

"Yeah, but it doesn't much follow along with the rest of the lyrics does it?" Ginny contributed. "Takes the song off course a bit, I think."

"Draco… you're never fucking cooking again!" Harry yelled moments later.

"How do you know that's not from you being upside down listening to that sickening muggle noise?" Draco reasoned walking to the doorway of Harry's bathroom.

"Because— I've been throwing up since last night."

"You know, last I remember, when someone was throwing up like that they were pregnant." Ginny said looking off to the side, unassumingly with her hands behind her back, bouncing on the balls of her feet, as Harry glared at her from to toilet and looked as if it was impossible.

"Draco are you ok?" Ginny asks when Draco suddenly went pale.

"Move over, Potter." Draco said pushing Harry over.

"Get you own toilet." Harry said still looking green.

"Use the sink." Draco said gasping for air after heaving up as much as he possible could in one blow.

"I don't want to use the sink. You use the tub."

"After you." Draco said and then stopped throwing up for a moment.

Ginny made a cough that sounded more like 'pregnant' than a cough.

"Since someone seems to not want to be the only one that's pregnant I believe I know a spell that would help in this situation. Who ever is pregnant will have a light shine on their stomach from the tip of my wand." Draco said very quickly before heaving once more.

"Why didn't you use that on me you bloody idiot?" Ginny pouted.

"It didn't occur to me at the time." Draco said, shrugging.

"It didn't occur to me at the time." Harry mimicked childishly and threw up again.

Draco did the spell and all occupants of the bathroom had a line drawn from Draco's wand to their stomachs.

"Well, thank you, Draco." Harry said bitterly.

"Yes, thank you." Ginny said bitterly also.

"Going around getting people pregnant." Harry grumbled.

"Well, how do you know Ginny didn't get you pregnant?" Draco said heatedly. Ginny and Harry looked at him stupidly.

"Excuse me. Hadn't realized what was coming out of my mouth." Draco said blushing.

Ginny and Harry began to laugh at Draco.

'My ancestors are turning over in their graves right now.' Draco thought shaking his head.

Ron Apparates into Harry's bathroom.

"You were serious about that bi-weekly meetings thing, weren't you?" Ron said looking at the scene in Harry's bathroom.

They all looked to Ron. "I think… I'm going to be sick." Ginny said rushing to Draco's bathroom being that it was the closest, unoccupied bathroom.

"I was waiting for that." Harry said beginning to get up from the toilet.

"Don't miss the bloody toilet!" Draco yelled after her.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional." Ginny called back.

"I bet she is." Draco mumbled.

"Welcome to the life of living with a pregnant woman." Ron said as Draco and Harry began to clean themselves up. "Who's the father? Did you find out yet?"

Both Harry and Draco opened their mouths to answer Ron's question when they suddenly heard an owl hoot.

"Ginny, it's the letter from the doctor!" Harry yelled through the house.

Ginny rushed into Harry's room and tore the letter from Harry's grasp.

"Why, in bloody hell, is Harry in his underwear?" Ron asked noticing the state his friend was in. He took a moment to wonder if he really wanted that question answered.

"He was channeling the spirit of Dumbledore." Draco said as if it was a common occurrence.

"Oh, ok." Ron answered as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Better than some things these people come up with...

Harry blew a raspberry.

"I– uh– I– duh– uh– duh– I– I– um…" Ginny sputtered.

Harry put on a pair of jeans and stood over Ginny, "What's up, Gin?" Harry asked concerned with her behavior.

"Both?" Ginny whispered.

"Huh?" Ron said.

"Give me that." Harry took the letter from Ginny and scanned it. He then began to stare blankly off into space.

"Genevra!" Draco bellowed snapping Ginny out of her state. "What in sodding hell is going on?"

"The doctor said that… I'm have twins… and that they're for both of you." Ginny said difficultly as Harry began to frown and went to find a shirt.

"I don't even want to know how that happened." Ron said with a grimace.

"Well, at least it's not all my fault." Draco said crossing his arms, before Harry cast a tickling charm on him.

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(a/n:) The two songs:

"Dark of the Matinee" by Franz Ferdinand

"Jude Law And A Semester Aboard" by Brand New