Title: You and I
Author: Mage
Rating: R
CHAPTER TEN: The Truth and the Promise
Draco felt his throat lock as he heard the one question that caused the feeling of acid to burn in his belly. For a moment, he could have sworn that he felt his heart stop beating.
"Harry!" he said in surprise. "Ah…I…uhm…well."
Shit, where the hell had his eloquence gone?
"Where did you go, Draco?"
Draco didn't answer straight away, his mind stumbling to come up with a response. Knowing that he had to answer swiftly, Draco quickly forced down his panic. After taking a calming breath, he finally felt his instincts kick in and his Malfoy mask slid into place.
"No where. Just out for a walk," he finally said.
Harry raised a dark eyebrow. "This early?"
"Yes. Is that now a crime?" Draco unintentionally snapped.
He was growing annoyed, mostly at himself for coming up with such a stupid lie, and as a result, he responded a little bit harsher then he'd intended. Internally, he winced at his biting tone.
Bloody mood swing, he thought as he struggled with his emotions, afraid that they would leek into his tone once again.
He felt guilt almost break his mask as he saw a sudden flicker of hurt flash in Harry's eyes. Draco looked away, tearing his gaze away from the other boy's. Stubbornly, he swallowed that feeling that had come over him.
No, No, No…
He wasn't going to let those eyes affect him.
He just couldn't.
He was not ready to deal with Harry before he had had a chance to deal with this himself.
Draco's thoughts helped strengthen his will and he was determined not to let Harry sway him from his intention. With those thoughts racing in his mind, he defiantly lifted his chin, raising his eyes from the floor. But when he did, his eyes slightly widened, a soft gasp escaping his lips, and the look on his face vanished. Somehow unnoticed, Harry had slithered up to him and was now standing directly in front of him.
Draco's breath hitched at Harry's sudden close proximity. He bit his lower lip as he felt the familiar fluttering of his heart and that funny feeling in his gut. Even after all this time, Harry's close presence could still make this strange buzzing feeling come over him, as if all the nerves in his body had suddenly awoken and were all in tune to this boy before him.
Draco's eyes fluttered shut as he felt Harry's arms slowly encircle around him. He stumbled slightly as he tried to will his legs not to move closer to the other boy and yet those strong arms were insisting, his will somehow to weak, and he found himself nestled in a gentle embrace.
"I'm sorry if I seem like I'm pushing you again, Dray. I just-I was worried when I woke up and you weren't there again…"
Draco stiffened as his mind processed the meaning of Harry's words and he felt guilt engulf him. He tilted his head back to gaze up at Harry. Instantly, he realized his mistake as he found his gaze entrapped by emerald eyes. Draco cursed the existence of magic as he felt his will melt at the spell those eyes cast on him.
Damn Harry for being so perfect.
Damn himself for letting the hurt in those eyes affect him so.
Damn the world for-for-
Just damn!
Mordred! Damn love for turning me so bloody soft!
In frustration, Draco internally sighed as those thoughts and feelings raced across his mind, and he felt himself sag in tired defeat against Harry.
After a moment's pause, he whispered, "The hospital wing."
He had spoken so softly that he seemed not even have opened his mouth, and predictably Harry hadn't heard him.
"What?" The Gryffindor asked.
Draco clutched his closed eyes tighter and spoke a little louder.
"The hospital wing."
It seemed to take a moment for those three words to sink into Harry's mind, but Draco knew when it finally did, as he felt Harry stiffen against him.
"Why?" Harry gasped.
Here we go.
He was going to have to tell him.
Yet before he could, he was startled to feel strong hands grip his upper arms and he felt himself being pushed slightly back from the comfort of Harry's embrace, as Harry's panicked questions filled the air.
"What's wrong Draco?" Harry demanded, panicked emerald eyes raking across his face. "Are you hurt? Are you sick? Is it the baby?"
"Harry-"
"It's the baby, isn't it? Something's wrong with the pregnancy. Merlin, I knew I should have taken better care of you. You're delicate and vulnerable. I let too much strain-"
"Damn it, Harry. Will you just fucking listen?" Draco snapped, as he felt annoyance come over him.
In his state, he had neither the patience nor the tolerance for this.
"I'm not some fragile little thing that you need to treat like crystal. For fucks sake, I can take care of myself! I'm not bloody breakable!"
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Uh-Oh.
Mood swings.
Harry knew that he had let slip the wrong choice of words as soon as it had slipped from his mouth.
"Draco, that's not-"
"You don't think I'm strong enough to take care of myself? Do you?!"
"No, no baby. Of course I think you are strong."
"Liar! You think I'm going to make a mess of everything again?! Don't you! You-I-"
Draco's last words were choked up by a sob as the pregnant teens eyes misted over with tears.
Harry felt the familiar panic he often experienced when Draco so suddenly become emotional. At that moment, he forgot his fretting over where Draco had been. As for that moment, all his mind could process was the now quivering bottom lip of his lover, and not any of the reason that had lead the boy to this state.
"Draco, please, don't cry," he desperately begged his sobbing boyfriend.
"Everything is all right with the pregnancy okay! I thought you thought I was strong and can take care of myself," Draco croaked.
"I do! I do! I just-I just… I just want to take care of you, Draco. Because of you're pregnant I want to do everything for you, so this doesn't have to be so hard on you. You're very weak right now."
As the last words slipped out of his mouth and rang in his ears, Harry felt like smashing his head against a wall, as he again knew that was the wrong thing to say. As he saw Draco's eyes flare and the quivering lip transform into a fierce sneer, he decided that death sounded even better then that concussion. At least then, the infuriated Malfoy heir wouldn't be able to reach him.
" Weak? " Draco growled, his voice sounding barely above a whisper.
"Dra-"
"You don't think I can do anything for myself!?" Draco suddenly bellowed, cutting of Harry's words. With a fierce glare, the Slytherin push out of Harry's hold and stepped away from him.
Oh shit…He had just touched a nerve. He had forgotten over the past month how independent Draco could be and how much the boy hated been considered less then he thought he was. After finding out about the pregnancy Draco had let Harry coddle him in a way that the strong and fiercely independent Slytherin would not have let him do before. And now…
Bloody mood swings.
"I'm pregnant, not impaired!" The Slytherin snarled.
Harry tried to think fast of a way to redeem himself in his pregnant lover's eyes. As he watched Draco's eyes flare with anger, Harry was suddenly hit with inspiration. Draco's expressive eyes had always betrayed his feelings and Harry knew from experience what would cause them to change. Feeling proud at his sudden burst of genius and feeling slightly mischievous, Harry slowly moved closer to the fuming Draco, his mind tuning out Draco's rant as he slithered towards him.
"I can not believe you think I'm that totally hopeless and can't take care of my self enough for our kids sake!! I can't believe that you would think that I am not fully capable of knowing how to handle myself you son of a-"
Suddenly Harry pounced at the startled Draco and silenced the boy with his lips, while his arms snaked around the Slytherin's body, effectively locking him in his embrace. Draco's muffled sound of protest was lost as Harry refused to release him from the kiss. The boy's protest quickly turned into a curious, mixed sound of both anger and pleasure as Harry's wandering fingers brushed across a place in his lower regions. As Harry's fingers continued to move, a gasp escaped from the Slytherin. Harry felt heat burn within him at the sounds he had inspired from the gorgeous being in his arms and smoothly he slid his tongue past the newly parted lips.
Skillfully, Harry enticed Draco's willing participation and the kiss became long and passionate, executed with a smoothness that came with practice and an expert knowledge in one's partner. Harry's lungs began to burn like the nerves in his body as air suddenly became an issue and yet he wasn't willing to release himself from this pleasure. But it seemed that Draco was having a similar problem, as the other boy suddenly tilted his head back, moving slightly away from Harry's lips. His mouth opened to gasp in air, while Harry caught his bottom lip between his teeth and took the opportunity to breath in air though his nose. Draco groaned as Harry tightened the light pressure of his teeth on his lip and this time it was the blond who swept in for the kiss.
Harry's mind started to daze as Draco pressed his hips closely against his own and started to slowly move against him. Harry's mind lost itself to feeling as it always did when his exquisite lover was this close to him. He hummed at the sheer pleasure that Draco's ministrations were building in side of him. He dropped his head back in a gasp as Draco's hot tongue licked at his pulse and bit down on his skin. Suddenly, Harry felt his heart rate increase as cold fingers brushed against his flaming skin, working their way under his clothes. The nimble fingers left a tingling trail down his abs slowly working its way down to the top of his paints. The fingers moved down past his navel and reached the place above his belt buckle and stopped.
It took Harry's mind many heart beats to notice that the tongue and lips were no longer working at his neck or those teasing fingers had removed it's touch. Snapping his eyes open his looked down at the smirking face of his lover who was no longer pressed against him, but was just leaning on him like one would lean against a wall.
The smirk turned into a mischievous smile as those pale fingers moved up to brush against his lips. Harry closed his eyes, as the blond chuckled, knowing that he had just been had. The tables had been turned and in the end it had been the Slytherin that had played with him.
Damn his hormones.
His eyes opened as he felt Draco's weight leave him. The boy was now standing in front of him with his arms crossed and that infuriating smirk firmly place on his lips.
"I hate you," he grumbled to the smirking blond.
The boy's smirk broke into a full fledged smile and he bit his lower lip. The action almost stopping the sounds of amusement from escaping from those incredibly tempting lips. Lips that should have been doing-
Damn it! Stop it!! Stop thinking that!
Upon seeing the look on his face, Draco let out the chuckle that he had been holding and teasingly kissed Harry again. Harry could not help the groan that he made as those sinful lips pressed against his own once again. At the sound, Draco out right laughed.
Harry glared at him. "I really hate you," he said sulkily.
Draco's laughter was dangerously coming close to giggles as he peeked up at him from the hunched position he had fallen into in all his amusement, clutching his side.
Harry let out an irritated sigh and he ran his hand through his hair in annoyance, at himself, as well as Draco. Draco hadn't been classified as walking temptation for nothing and the boy was not a Serpent because he bribed the bloody hat.
"You really think you can play with me Harry Potter?" said his now calm boyfriend. "Have you forgotten which one of us is a Slytherin?"
Harry groaned in frustration as he moved to wind his arms around his lover's waist.
"Dray... "
Begging. He was going to resort to begging. That's it, that would make his Slytherin lover finish where they had left off. Be damned with pride he wanted those lips doing other things, instead of smirking at him. This itching desire needed to be taken care of and who better by then the sexy blond that he already had in his arms.
The seductive smile that graced Draco's lips captured Harry's attention. He watched as those lips drew closer, before trapping his own in a burning kiss, that cased all thoughts to race from his mind and settle in a place bellow his belt.
"Later, lover," the blond imp whispered, as he suddenly pulled slightly away. The brush of soft lips against his own causing a tickling sensation. "I'm too tried. I should get some sleep."
Before his now sluggish mind could create a reply, those silky lips were pressed on his own once again. Kissing him in a way that left his body burning and that tongue working it's magic on his senses.
Then, the kiss was completely broken and Harry was left leaning against the wall in a daze.
Harry came down from his temporary mind lapse with a goofy smile on his lips, as his mind conjured the feeling of phantom lips against his own.
He took a deep breath and willed his mind and body back to normal. Fuck, he needed a drink. Now where was that bottle of good liqueur that Draco had thrown across the room when they had found out that the Slytherin was pregnant? Harry kneeled down and looked under the coach finding the blue bottle laying there.
Thank Merlin that the bottle is charmed not to break.
It wasn't until his third swing of the azure liquid that Harry finally remembered the beginning of their conversation.
Shit.
The sneaky, manipulative little Slytherin had done it again.
"Draco!!!"
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Draco tried not to stiffen and forced his eyes to stay close as he faked sleep. He had heard Harry call out to him, but he wasn't going to let himself be cornered into revealing anything. Not until he was ready. Malfoy's worked at their own schedule and moved at no one's pace.
Suddenly, Draco gasped and his eyes snapped open as he felt himself being lifted off the bed. Instinctively he moved to steady him and he found his arms around Harry's neck. Draco blinked in surprise at his position cradled in Harry's arms, as the Gryffindor moved to take him out of the bedroom and into the sitting room once again.
"Harry! Put me down this instant!!" Draco demanded, shooting a furious glare at his boyfriend.
Harry ignored, him walking straight up to the black couch sitting before the fireplace.
"Harry, I said put me-"
Before Draco could finish his sentence, Harry had smoothly dropped him on the couch and proceeded to stand before his sitting form. Draco looked up at his stone faced boyfriend fiercely, defiance clearly etched into his posture.
"I said I was tired. You can't go around robbing pregnant people of their well earned rest."
"You don't seem very tired, Dray. If I remember correctly, you just got up from a full night's sleep."
"I'm tired when I say I'm tired, Potter. And I'll talk to you when I want to, so stop bloody pushing me. You said you wouldn't do that!"
At his words, Harry's expression softened, and he uncrossed his arms, ducking down to kneel before him. As their eyes leveled Harry shot Draco a pleading look.
"I don't mean to push you, Draco, but when you keep things from me…" Harry sentence trailed of as he looked away.
For a moment, Draco merely watched him as they sat in silence. The expression on Harry's face was so sad and lost that he began to forget his own mood, and unconsciously his personal defenses began to dwindle. He brought his hand to Harry's cheek and gently turned his face back towards him.
"Harry…"
"We never use to keep anything from one another, Dray," Harry said softly. "You're my best friend. There was nothing about me you didn't know. And I thought that there was nothing about you that I would never know."
Draco turned away from the look in his eyes and his hand dropped from Harry's cheek. "Harry, I'm just scared to tell you right now."
"Why? Is there something wrong with the baby? Dray, if there is, I want to know. Please, this is my child too."
For a moment, Harry paused and after a deep breath he spoke again, softer then before. "There is never anything that you can't tell me. Nothing that I will ever hold against you, Draco Malfoy. I love you too much."
For a long time, Draco was silent after Harry's words. Those words were so sincere that Draco felt his eyes sting. Yet it was what Harry whispered next, that caused a tear to slide down Draco's cheek.
"If there is a burden you're carrying, then give me half."
Draco finally met his eyes, a small smile dancing on his lips. "I thought I was supposed to be the poetic one."
"You inspire me."
At those words, Draco blinked and for a heart beat he just looked at Harry in open awe. Suddenly, Draco wasn't scared to tell him. Suddenly, it wasn't so important that he be the first to get his mind around the news he had been told. What mattered was that they both did. Together.
"I truly, really, fully love you," Draco told him as his fingers softly creased Harry's cheek.
His words were whispered, just like all the words that had passed between them. For some reason it seemed important that their words were softly spoken. As if these words were only allowed for the two of them. Draco looked into Harry's eyes and he felt that usual feeling inside of him. This was one of those moments where the world seems so far, and there existed another world where there was only he and Harry.
"I love you too, Dray."
Draco smiled lovingly at him. He was going to tell him. He just hoped that he would react better then he himself did. His smile flattered as he remembered how he himself had reacted and he felt the familiar feeling of uncertainty washed over him. Could Harry really live up to his promises? His news would mean that their problems would double. It was hard enough to deal with what they had.
"I went to see Madame Pomfrey last week. During the week when we weren't talking." Draco finally began.
Giving him a weak smile, he added, "You know, when I was being a complete dick and avoiding you."
Harry took his hands within his own, his thumb drawing circles on the surface of his left hand. "Why did you need to see her, Draco?"
"I had been getting sudden strange dizzy spells and I wanted to make sure that everything was all right. I know that she had told me to be really careful with this pregnancy and not to get stressed and get lots of rest. Considering everything that has happened lately, I can not seem to avoid stress and I couldn't seem to sleep properly the week we were apart. I was scared that I had done something, so I went and made sure that everything was fine. And she told me something, Harry…"
"What did she say, Draco?" Harry asked, his voice wavering.
Draco gently smiled at him. "I don't know if you can consider this bad, Har. But I have to admit it freaked me out a bit. When she told me last week, I demanded that she double check with a more reliable test. That's what I went and saw her about. I wanted to know the results."
Draco paused and took a deep breath.
"I promise you, Harry, there is nothing wrong with the children, and the tests were not for their health. According to Madame Pomfrey, they are both fine."
"So what was the test for?"
Draco turned an amused smirk at his slow boyfriend. "What did I just say, Potter?"
Harry looked confused for a moment. "That you went and had this test ran by Madam Pomfrey and got the results from her today."
"And then…" Draco pressed on.
"And then you said that the children were fine."
Draco flashed him a triumphant smile, but Harry just arched his eyebrow in confusion.
"If the tests were not for the children, then wh-"
Harry's cut himself off as his eyes suddenly widened. "Ch-Children? 'Both' ? As in two? As in more then one?"
"Yes, love. More then one," Draco said, slightly exasperated. "Children is after all the plural for child is it not?"
Harry looked at Draco like a fish out of water, gob smacked and wide eyed. "We're having twins?"
Draco rolled his eyes in response. "Yes love," he replied. Then, with a small shake of his head continued. "Trust you not to do anything half way, Potter."
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"Holy shit," Harry gasped, his eyes traveling down to his boyfriends stomach and reached a hand to where his children were resting.
Children.
We're going to have two little babies, Harry thought in awe.
His eyes traveled back up to meet Draco's eyes. He was taken slightly back at the fear he saw in those familiar silver orbs. Fear shinning behind a sheen of tears, ready to fall down Draco's cheeks.
"Love, why are you crying?"
Draco sobbed. "Is that what you have to say about this? You hate this, don't you? Having one kid is hard enough, but two? It's all the trouble multiplied."
Harry watched a crystal tear slid down Draco's cheek, and as his mind echoed with the fear he heard laced in those softly spoken words, he finally realized how much harder this was for Draco. Draco was pregnant. Draco was going to have a baby. He who had to go through all the ups and downs of the pregnancy while all Harry could really do was make it as easy as he could. In all truth and realities, it was Draco that would carry most of the burden. At that realization, Harry finally understood all Draco's moods. Harry wondered how he had not gone insane with all the hardships that had lately been thrown his way, or with all the fears he must be keeping inside. Not for the first time, Harry marveled at the steady strength in Draco's spirit. Here he was…pregnant, without his parents support or approval, a future uncertain, and while pregnant with a health that he had always battled with. As he gazed at the swirl of fear and insecurities reflecting in Draco's eyes, he wondered that if it was himself in this position, would he even have half his lover's strength? Strength to carry all the weight of what Harry could see in those eyes.
"Gods, you're amazing Draco," Harry said, while he reached over and pulled his mystified lover onto is lap.
Draco looked up at him with glassy wide eyes as the blond found himself on the ground, cradled in his arms. Harry smiled down at him and he slowly moved his head down to place a kiss on the blond's soft eye lids. Draco eyes fluttering shut as Harry drew closer.
"Harry?" Draco breathed. "Wha…"
"I don't hate this, Draco," Harry said, finally responding to the question that had been asked of him. "I can never hate any part of you. That includes what you're carrying."
"Really?" Draco sniffed.
"Yes, of course."
Draco sprang at him, his arms wrapping Harry in a tight embrace.
"I thought…" Draco whispered against his ear.
"Why did you think I would hate this?"
Draco pulled back, biting his bottom lip. "I don't know, Harry."
"Do you hate this?" he asked searching those expressive silver eyes. "Is that why you thought I would hate this?"
"No," Draco breathed.
Harry looked closely at his boyfriend, for the first time bringing up a question that he had not dared to ask before. "Draco, do you want this pregnancy?"
Harry watched Draco closely, watched as his expression turned to shocked and then fury, and then suddenly he felt his right cheek sing with pain.
"Don't ever bring up such a thing," Draco snarled.
Harry brought a hand up to his stinging cheek and his mind whirled, trying to catch up with the sudden event. With lighting reflex, a fuming Draco had slapped him across the face.
"If you don't want to go through with this pregnancy then fuck off! I can do this on my own. I don't need you," he hissed.
Harry sat in shock for a moment as his mind tried hard to keep up with Draco's moods and emotions. He finally snapped out of it as he felt Draco try to rise from his lap. Bringing his arms tighter around the boy, he refused to let him go.
"Draco."
The daintier boy tried to struggle out of his hold. "Let go of me!"
"Draco, listen to me!" Harry snapped. "Don't make me cast a body bind on you!"
Draco stopped struggling long enough to look up at him in anger and with his customary defiance.
"You wouldn't," he growled.
"I would if it will keep you with me," Harry answered just as fiercely.
Draco finally stopped fighting him all together and just looked at him with a guarded expression veiling his eyes.
"Listen to me, Malfoy. I would never decide not to go through with this pregnancy. These children are a part of me too, remember? I know what I want with this pregnancy, and it is a healthy complete outcome. I know what I want. What I'm asking you, is what you want. I want to know Draco."
Draco looked at him for a long moment, until he sighed and looked away. "You're really okay with this?"
"Yes. How many times do I have to say it?"
To that, Draco didn't response, and for a minute he didn't speak.
"Harry…these children…I can never think of ever parting from them in anyway. And they haven't even been born yet. I love them all ready."
"Then what's wrong?"
"I don't know," Draco said helplessly. "I'm just so scared. All this is happening so fast. So many things are happening so quickly…I-I just can't get my mind around it. It seems that another thing happens before I could even get my mind around what happened before that. I'm just so…I don't know, Harry! Last fucking month, I was just another teenage kid just-just doing what all fucking teenager's do. All I worried about was failing classes and what the prats in this school were going to call me the next day. Everything…the future…the rest of our lives…even about our parents finding out about us…was just a distant worry. And shit! I didn't think in a million years I could get knocked up like this."
Draco sighed and gnawed on his bottom lip. "I don't know, Harry. I just don't know any more."
The blond held his gaze looking so lost and helpless that Harry felt his heart break in completely new and painful ways. Draco was biting his lower lip so hard that Harry was sure that it would start bleeding at the assault. Sighing, Harry ran his thumb across Draco's bottom lip, causing the boy to realize the swollen lip from his teeth's assault.
He didn't know what to say to Draco. Instinctively a part of him wanted to respond with words to heal the pain in those eyes. He wanted too, but he was at a lost for words. His uncertainty would not let the words flow, as he sat there, afraid that any words he said would only have been wrong. Draco was looking at him as if he wanted Harry to make it all better, to say the right words, and when he couldn't give him what he wanted, what he needed, he felt weak in the thought that he had let down this person that had so much faith in him.
As if Draco knew that Harry couldn't bring out the words he needed for his comfort, the blond tore his gaze away from him and just buried his face in the crock of his neck, sinking deeper in Harry embrace, as if trying to gather the comfort from his physical presence that he could not get from his unspoken words.
"One child is hard to raise…but two…it would be even harder," Draco said, his breath ghosting across Harry's neck. "We don't have our parents support. We can't guarantee that they will be there. We're just kids, Harry…Dumbledore can't watch out for us all the time. He had done too much for us already. Merlin, Harry, I'm…"
Draco didn't even have to complete his sentence, for Harry to know the word that had been left unsaid as Harry could hear the fear in his voice so clearly.
Harry closed his eyes. Finally he let all reservations go, and just spoke whatever words were in his heart.
"Don't ever be scared, Draco. You will never be alone. I will never let you go. Whatever happens in the future, whether it be good or bad, I will be there with you. I promise that what ever happens I will be there. We'll face it all together. You and I, we'll face it together."
Draco slowly looked up at him, his eyes were still red from the tears he had previously shed, but this time his eyes were clear of mist. All those eyes contained were the weight of his emotions. Love and shock, gratification and awe. It was all there, accompanied with a stock of other emotions that Harry could not seem to place.
"You promise?"
"If you let me."
Draco rolled his eyes and hugged him, short laughter coming from his lips.
"Like anyone would ever say no to that."
Then he pulled away and smiled that smile for Harry. "If you promise, then so do I."
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Twenty minutes later Harry was walking out through the portrait whole ready to walk to his first class of the day. Down the hall he saw a swoosh of black robes turn the corner as his boyfriend quickly disappeared from view. Harry shook his head at the sight, a slight chuckle escaping his lips.When Draco had remembered that they had classes that day, and glanced at the clock on the mantle, he had thrown Harry of him at the sight of the time. The Slytherin—after his free first class—had Transfiguration the period after, while Harry had Herbology. Like so many times before Harry marveled at how someone that could look so angelic could possibly have such a dirty mouth. Draco had sworn in multiple languages and in varying creative disruptions, how he had missed close to half an hour of Transfiguration and it was all "bloody Potter's fault" for distracting him.
Other's would have been more then a little ticked from been blamed for something that both parties were both blame worthy for, especially had they been interrupted from a particularly enjoyable teenage past time, but Harry knew his lover too well. When it came to classes he actually liked, Draco's Slytherin ambitious nature tended to take full dominance over his actions, and he tried extremely hard on his grades. Harry knew this of course having known the Slytherin for so very long. Of course it was this knowledge of his lover's character that inspired from him no annoyance over been blamed. It wasn't, of course, that he was distracted from the blond's words by the sight of him, half naked, running around in search for where the rest of his clothes had been flung to.
Oh no, no, no, Gryffindors have a better track mind then that.
As Harry's mind was slowly taken out of the haze of a really adventurous snog session, it focused on other things. Worries that had been in his mind before the feel of Draco's lips vanished most thoughts from his brain. Too many worries flashed though his mind, yet one seemed to come more often then the others. Harry was worried over the whether Draco's body could actually handle not one but two lives to sustain. From the very beginning of this pregnancy they had been told how much more difficult male pregnancies were in comparison to female pregnancy.
The male body had to be molded and bended by magic to perform a task it was not naturally intended to do. It wasn't just the child growing within the person, but also the man's body transforming from within to accommodate the other life. One child was hard under normal circumstances, but two was double the trouble. Would have been hard on most normal male's, but of course Draco wasn't normal by any chance. Madam Pomfrey had made it no secret that Draco's body was too frail for pregnancy, and if not for the strength of his magic doing its work on holding him and the child, Draco would most likely not be able to have a normal pregnancy. That is what the old nurse had told them when they thought that there was only one child. What now of two?
Harry stopped in his tracks and mulled things over. Quickly he was getting angry at the worries building within him. He had to know about this. Had to have his fear put to rest before they consumed him. Looking up, he quickly noted where he was. Then he spun on his heels and moved to see the one person who could answer his questions and hopefully quiet his worries.
Fuck Herbology. It could wait.
Author's Note:
Hehe…I couldn't help teasing with the whole red potion thing. I was just going to say the news of the children in the last chap but…well I was in an weirdly happy and annoyingly teasing mood. I blame it on the end of semester high :D. Which by the way is gone and replaced by start of semester stress.
I know what you're all thinking…Is she ill? Is she dieing? Why all of a sudden the short A/N. Well I thought I'd give you a break and I'm forcing myself to shut up for once. But I just wanted to thank you reviewers for getting me pass 100 reviews!
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slasherbabe – Glad I got you interested with my little teasing with the whole red potion thingy. Ultimately whether the red potion is bad or good is up to you to decide :D. Having TWO little babies at sixteen…hehe…how cute. Thanks for reading and reviewing Mac!
non-descript-person1 – Wow…Thank you so much for saying I'm "an amazing writer" and hoping I go far. That means a lot to me! I love you! does a little swirling dance. You deserve a night with Draco for that review! I'm really happy you liked my story and thanks for leaving your word :D. If I ever do go far I'll think of you and your faith in me.
SilverDragon161 – You like all the emotional stuff? :D I'm glad! Bloody hard to write that chap and all that emotional stuff in it. I hope you like the outcome of the hospital incident. Took Draco long enough to tell him don't you think! I always believed that Draco was stubborn, but then again so is Harry…hehe…Draco will just never win against that stubborn Gryffindor will, not to mention cuteness…
Did I really spell 'Thought' as 'Though'? Allesa and I probably missed it. I'll look it over later. Thanks for tell me. I notice sometimes when I look at old chapters for references that my beta and I miss a couple of mistakes. So thanks :D.
Smoocher of Evil – Hehe :D. I love your penname!! Why can't I be that clever and think up something like that? I'm so glad you like this story! And thank you for noticing my word choice. Don't worry I notice things like that too. That's why I usually pay close attention to that in my own writing. I'm glad it's appreciated.
Jaded Winter – Thank you! :D I love you for saying that! Yeah I know…their parents are real pricks in this fic and have a tendency to believe that what they believe is right. I'll give you a little clue…If you continue reading this story you will find that many things must be taken from "certain points of view" (to quote from Star Wars). The bad guys tend not to be so clear cut and their intention can be taken either way. Good or bad. :D…thank, thank, thank for reading and reviewing.
yaoi-is-gay-13 – ducks I would never be so evil as to make Harry not be the father. mock gasp How could you even accuse me of such a thing! giggles What ever gave you that idea. Not the way I wrote it of course ;) :D. Hehe…I love you. You got one of the reaction that I was looking forward to! I tried to write it so that many assumptions are made. Your one was one of the one's that I had in mind and happened to be my favourite. Oh as for Lily and James…hmmm…I don't really hate them…but after the Snape pensive incident in the newest book…well lets just say that I no longer felt guilty writing Lily and James this way and I have become more open to Snape. Too be honest when I was only reading the books (not fanfictions and before the movies) my fave charters were the marauders. So I don't really hate the Potter duo. :D And yes I am very evil. I love to tease. Hehe…
anarchy-burger – rolls eyes Okay…first flammer…hmmm…what should I say to you…well…I'm not going to flip out on you and start crying (not that I've cried in years). I guess I should take into account that your review could have been worst and my first flame could have burnt me greater. shrugs No one has actually forced you to read this. I certainly haven't. If you don't like my story so much and find it boring then why did you even bother to read it? And if you could write a DRAMA/ROMANCE/Mpreg story that doesn't have sappyness and can write cliff-hangers like JK Rowling…well beep me and I'm sooooooo very sorry that I'm just not that brilliant.
CuriousDreamWeaver – gasp Now I know where I heard your name before! Are you the writer of Flip Side? That's like one of the best fics I have ever read! I've always loved elementals, but not many stories pull it of well. Your fic does! I gotta review your fic. I've been meaning to, but…arrhhh…I usually only get a minute or two on the net for FF (and it's usually posting) because I'm so busy these days. I'm glad that another great writer is actually paying attention to my work. I love it when great writers whose…works I adore…read my stuff. Anyway, anyway…sorry I got excited again…Oh yes! It does get curiouser and curiouser. And will continue till the last post :D.
oOJade-DragonOo – Wow! Thank you for saying those things! That was a wonderful confidence boost :D. I love you! I'm so sorry this post is so late and the other left you hanging. I know how that feels. I hate it when it happens in other fanfics I'm reading. Killer really. Because I did it to you…I give you permission to hex me…or kidnap my Harry or Draco for a night. Your choice because you so rock!
ISABEL – bows Thank you Isabel for taking the time to review. I'm glad you like my story and saying so! You are totally GREAT! :D
Sowen – Sowen…shakes head in awe… your brilliance doesn't fail to amaze me. You are the only one who was dead on! :D. Am I talking to a Seer here or perhaps Albus Dumbledore's great great grandchild? Hehe. And I know the ending of the last post was glare worthy. But isn't the news of not one but TWO little babies worth it? I was just going to have Harry and Draco find out the ordinary way, but then I remembered how my mum's friend reacted with the news of twins. Hehe…If I ever need a chuckle I just need to remember that moment.
Nyoka Li – Hey you! :D You changed your name. I'm glad you like that chapter. I did leave a couple of hints. I leave little hints and stuff often actually. I really wanted to make Harry and Draco human for this fic. I wanted them to have insecurities, weakness and fears that we can all relate to. I also tried to make their love convincing. Not that I'm very good on the love thing. But since this is first love…I wanted to idealise it. You know like what most first loves are like. That's why Harry seems to see Draco as some sort of god or something. He idealises him in a way, because he loves him so much. I once met this guy (old enough to know about love two times over) he told me that when your young and you love a person for the first time that you see them in this divine light. To you their beauty is flawless and they are amazing. Now I'm not saying that Draco isn't hot in this fic (because he is!) but he isn't a veela either. Ahh…okay…uhm…is anything I just said relevant to your review? I'm not sure…I got of track again…I tend to blub on a bit. Sorry about that.
Oh! I tried to e-mail you, but the bloody thing keeps failing. I tried it again. Did you get it? If not you can try e-mailing me. My e-mail's in my profile (sorry I can't write it down here, but it won't come up).
Tygrressatheart – Oh the red potion…hehe…I knew it was a good idea to put that in. Not something I originally planed. I love to shock the boys. I'm leaving the bad for later hint, hint. Yeah, the intimacy between Harry and Draco. I miss that too. Miss feeling that way. I need a Harry! Oh…the whole Sirius thing! hides under a rock. I had been thinking that for a while, but I never voiced it…then…oh shit…I was stupid enough to let them have the end of semester party at my house. Where in my tipsy state I have access to my computer files. I still remember writing that near the beginning of the night. At the time I thought it was a good idea! Please ignore me.
Lady Laffs-a-Lot – I love Madam Pomfrey too. I swear the character wrote itself. You're right. Madam P is great to work with. Much like most of the other minor characters. You can do whatever you want with them and make them have what ever character you desire. I figured that she would be fond of Draco. Much like I would like to think that she would have been fond of Remus, because they're in the hospital wing so often and she takes care of them. :D :D Thank you for thinking that this story is good enough to recommend to others. Even it you can only do it in spirit :D.
Shadow Cat17 – Hehe. Yes I'm a meanie. I'm sorry. Draco is rubbing of on me! :D. I'm sorry this took so long to update and left you hanging in such a bad way. I feel your pain. I hate it when it happens to fics I'm reading. So for your pain I give you permission to hex me, jinx me, or curse my existence. Whatever you please.
Moonglaze – The meaning of the read potion…hehe…I wouldn't have left you hanging with the meaning for too long. See here it is in the next chap. So please don't hurt me. I think I'm over hexed. chin drops Now why didn't I think of that in the first place! You are so right, my brother probably can't dance himself! I've never actually seen him dance. Hmmm…now I've got an idea for a good come back when he's teasing me :D. hehe…Thank you!
Mon2 – Mon you're quickly becoming another one of my favourite people. Thank you for giving me so much reviews. I don't mind being bombarded with them. Keep them coming! Hehe. :D You liked a nervous Dumbledore? I do too. I thought I would made him a little human. You liked the fourth post? It's "tears of a Dragon" I believe that one was. One of my favourite chapters I wrote actually. I'm glad you like it. Yeah…you can say that the Potters are snobs. Because they are living in war torn days of suspicion and betrayal they tend to be a little prejudice and suspicious. They are a product of those war torn days and experience. Oh, Remus and Sirius! I've been waiting for someone to ask me about them! Don't worry they'll make their appearance. An upcoming chapter is actually called "Uncle Moony and Godfather Padfoot". I love them to much to leave them out of it. Wow…you actually read this all in one sitting. Thank you for reading this and for your leaving a word. Luv ya!
CatJetRa – I'm so sorry I updated so late! I know I'm evil with the cliff-hanger. You know we must think alike because your suggestion was suppose to happen in this fic. My original notes had it planed, but then I changed it. I thought that too much was happening in the plot, but then your review got me thinking and I think I can fit it in. OMG!! I hope you do end up reading this update. I'm so sorry. I know what it's like to have limited internet service. And I missed you dead line. I feel really guilty now.